Nightowl was a very competent pilot, however he had not flown in a ship of this configuration before and it had taken him some time to become fully familiar with the quirks the ship decided to throw at him.  Of course, having your squad leader constantly telling him what to do wasn’t helping.  Nightowl wanted nothing better than to tell the man to shut up, but, as he was his superior officer he decided that it probably wasn’t a great idea.

"Ani, I think you’re making the man nervous." Zeshaun laughed.

You have no idea thought Nightowl as he winced slightly from the scraping noise the side of the hull was making as the ship scratched the side of the wall.  I guess it gives it some character thought Nightowl as he quickly made a course correction so that the ship was now clear of the hangar.

"Now just keep it steady, co-ordinates are already set, so you don't have to worry much" said Anival.

That’s the easy part thought Nightowl as he waited until they were clear of the planet before pulling down on the hyperspace lever.  Once he was looking out at a blanket of black, intermingled with bright spots of white.  Now the view changed as stars streaked past at a blinding pace as the ship shot out of normal space and entered hyperspace.

“Nice flying” commented Anival as he started handing round a bag of dried fruit.

“Thanks” replied Nightowl as he took the bag and grabbed a handful of something black.  He wasn’t sure quite what kind of fruit Anival had put in the bag but he instantly regretted taking so much.  He tried to swallow the fruit as quickly as he could without choking.

“I’m just glad we’re still in one piece” stated Zeshaun as he took the bag from Nightowl and decided against taking any.

“At least I can fly” Nightowl stated after he had swallowed the fruit.

“I hear that” said Anival as he chuckled.

“Hey!” exclaimed Zeshaun, “I so can fly”.

The rest of the squad laughed as the bag of fruit went slowly round each of them.  Nightowl lounged back in the pilot’s chair and wondered how long it would take them to reach their destination.  He was eager to get started.  He grabbed a pad and started leafing through the information on the planet they were going to, he had never been and was looking forward to seeing it first hand.

Nightowl chose to stay back during the introductions.  Everyone had shaken hands with the leader but Zak had chosen to merely nod.  His eyes however wandered over to Aslieq.  She was stunning to say the least and his eyes roamed over every curve.

Nightowl moved over to her and said “hey, the name’s Zak”.

“So I gathered” replied Aslieq rather coldly, “was there something you needed?”

Straight to business thought Nightowl, slightly disappointed by her abrupt question.  “You got any information regarding our target”.

Aslieq reached into her hip pocket and retrieved a small datapad and handed it over to Nightowl.  “Everything you need you will find here.  You think you can handle it?”

Zak took the datapad and replied “oh I can handle anything”.

He smiled as the words left his mouth.  He wasn’t sure but he thought he detected a small sneer from Aslieq.

“We shall see” she replied.

“Talk to me Nightowl, what have we got?” asked Anival.

Zak had been staring at Aslieq as he held the datapad.  Anival’s words suddenly brought him out of whatever thoughts had been roaming around in his head.  Realising he was holding the datapad and everyone’s eyes were now trained on him, he hastily flicked the datapad on and brought up the intel on their target.

He raised an eyebrow as the image of a male Twi’Lek filled the screen.  The Twi'Lek was blue skinned and quite slender but a muscular slender.  This guy looks pretty easy thought Nightowl as he read out who the mark was.

“It looks like we get to take out a Twi’Lek by the name of Bynder`kina.  This should be easy” said Nightowl.

“Do not think this will be an easy assignment.  Bynder`kina is a very cunning individual.  He will be well protected” said Aslieq.

“Don’t worry, we’ve not come across a job we couldn’t complete” said Zeshaun confidently.

“Consider him as good as dead” said Anival.

“Good” said Renlid, “Aslieq and Wels will show you where his office is, remember I want there to be plenty of witnesses to see his demise, happy hunting”.

“Follow me” said Aslieq.

She started moving out and the squad followed her.  Nightowl choosing to walk as close to her as he thought he could get away with.  Wels stood up and was about to bring up the rear but Renlid waved a hand and beckoned him over.

“Keep a close eye on them Wels” whispered Renlid, “I don’t trust them”.

“Consider it done” snarled Wels as he glanced at the departing squad.

As the squad started to make their way towards the office they were unaware that Wels was keeping a very beady eye on them.

OOC:

I have named and briefly described our target (I hope the choice of species and name is ok, I can edit if not).  I haven't described anything about the mansion, I'll leave that up to someone else.

“I’ll accompany you” said Beta.

“Let’s get going then” stated Nightowl.

Zeshaun nodded and the trio of troopers moved across the street and to the building.  Zeshaun pushed at the door, the door wasn’t locked but it creaked noisily open.

“Well if anyone’s in there then there goes our element of surprise” commented Nightowl. 

Zeshaun poked his head in and said “looks deserted”.

Zeshaun entered the building, closely followed by Nightowl and Beta.  The building was a large warehouse, several of the windows were so dirty that you couldn’t even see out of them.

“Nice place” said Beta as he glanced around at the empty warehouse.

“Good place for a vacation” replied Nightowl, grinning.

“Yeah, a real scenic location” added Zeshaun, “come on, looks like the stairs are over here”.

The three troopers walked slowly through the warehouse, their boots kicking up a mild layer of dust which assaulted their throats causing them to cough.

The staircase was pure brickwork with no covering over it.  The stairs went up in a spiral pattern.  The bricks looked old and worn.

“Great, I’m going to be dizzy by the time we get up to the third floor” said Beta.

“Wish this place had an elevator” replied Nightowl.

“Yeah, I don’t think elevators were invented when this place was built.  We’d best get moving” added Zeshaun.

They started making their way up slowly.  They had to make their way carefully up the stairs as some of the bricks had become loose.  At one point one of the rows of bricks had completely fallen in and they had to jump over the gap.

Eventually they found themselves on the third floor.  Looking around they got their bearings and moved over to the windows that overlooked the police station.

Nightowl and Zeshaun both grabbed their rifles and each taking a different window began to set up.  Nightowl pressed the rifle firmly against his shoulder and placed his rifle against the window.

Pressing his eye against the scope of the rifle he began to make a slow but thorough search at the different people in the building.

Where are you thought Nightowl as he scanned every person in his scope.  He hoped that they would find him soon as having rifles pointed at a police building was not on his list of favourite things to do, in fact, if he ever made a list it would be on the things I never want to do list.

“Any sign of him?” asked Beta as he paced the floor.

Both Zeshaun and Nightowl commented no as they continued their sweep of the building through their scopes.  Both of them knew that it would only be a matter of time before one of them acquired their target.

Nightowl and Zeshaun smashed the windows on either side of the speeder, using their blasters they cleared away the remaining shards of glass and poked their heads out through the opening, blasters at the ready.  Jamasis broke the window at the back of the speeder and looked out.

It felt good to have the wind at the back of his head as he watched the pursuing armoured speeder start to fall behind.  He was about to get back inside the speeder when he became aware that the ground beneath him seemed to be slowing down.

“Are we slowing down?” queried Nightowl as he moved back in the speeder.

“Yeah, what gives” commented Zeshaun as he too had noticed it.

“Damned if I know!” shouted Anival from the pilot’s seat, “frakking speeder seems to be slowing down no matter what I do”.

“Um guys” called out Jamasis.

“Talk to me!” shouted Anival.

“The cops are starting to gain on us” replied Jamasis.

“Pidgeon, see if you can figure out what the problem is, the rest of you take out that frakking speeder” barked Anival.

Pidgeon moved over to one of the consoles and brought up the diagnostic screen of the speeder to see if he could locate the problem whilst the rest of the squad got ready to defend the speeder.

“Here it comes” called out Beta,

Nightowl brought his blaster to bear on the approaching speeder and unleashed a volley of blaster bolts.  The red beams lanced out and struck the windows of the speeder.  The bolts bounced off harmlessly and the speeder continued to gain ground on them.

“Frakking thing is armoured” called out Nightowl, “blasters aren’t making a dent”.

“Where are those grenades?” queried Zeshaun as he too had discovered the futility of using blasters.

“Nearly ready” replied Kitrep as he continued to tape the grenades together.

Suddenly the speeder lurched violently nearly sending Nightowl crashing to his knees.  He grabbed onto a nearby console and righted himself.

“They’ve started firing” called out Beta.

“You think” replied Anival, “take out that frakking speeder and take it out now before we are history”!”

Nightowl glanced over at Pidgeon, hoping he could fix the speeder before they were blown to atoms and then over at Kitrep and hoped the grenades would be ready soon.  He glanced back at the advancing speeder and wondered to himself how the frak are we getting out of this one.

OOC:

I've got our speeder having some technical difficulties, we can either fix it and speed away or fight off the armoured speeder, I leave that choice to the next poster

“How’s it looking?” asked Anival as his boots thudded against the metal interior of the speeder.

All that could be seen of Pidgeon was his legs as the rest of him was buried deep within the bowels of the speeder, muffled curses could be vaguely heard.

“Say again” stated Anival, unsure whether the muffled noises was a response to the question or whether Pidgeon was just cursing the speeder itself.

Pidgeon slowly crawled out from the space that he had come from.  Black streaks were across his face and a level of perspiration smeared across his brow.  It was not difficult from the scowl written across his face that the news would be good.

“The speeders hydraulics are in a bad state” commented Pidgeon, “the blaster bolts that hit us didn’t help”.

“Can it be fixed?” asked Anival.  He was hoping for some good news right about now.  The thought of having to walk it the rest of the way was not appealing.

Pidgeon let out a sigh and replied “well its fixable, it won’t be pretty and the speeder will not be very manoeuvrable or fast but it will get us out of here”.

Anival let out a sigh of relief as he asked “how long?”

“It’s going to take several hours at least” replied Pidgeon.

The rest of the squad exchanged concerned looks at each other.  The prospect of just sitting here was not appealing, especially after bringing down an armoured police speeder.

“Can anyone else help, maybe cut down that time?” asked Anival.

He had a full squad of troopers and if he could get everyone working on the problem, then maybe, just maybe they could be back on the road that bit sooner.

“Wish I could say yes to that” replied Pidgeon, “hell I can barely get in here as it is.  Nope, it’s a one person show”.

“Alright” replied Anival, “keep at it, let me know if there is anything you need”.

Pidgeon never replied, instead he sighed heavily as he crawled back inside the bowels of the speeder.

“Keep your eyes and ears peeled people” called out Anival, “I don’t want to be caught off guard”.

“In that case, you may want to see this” commented Zeshaun.

Anival shook his head.  Nightowl glanced over at Zeshaun who had taken up position on a nearby ridge, his rifle out as he scanned the territory through his scope.

“Tell me its good news” said Anival.

“Hard to tell at this range” replied Zeshaun, “but several small speeders are approaching our position fast”.

“Could be Renlid sending a rescue party” said Nightowl, hoping to get out of here.

“Yeah, or it could be more cops” added Beta.

“Well we can’t tell for certain, lets move to a safe distance.  If its help then we can return, if not” Anival never finished the sentence, hoping that he wouldn’t have to.

Pidgeon crawled out from the speeder as the squad bade farewell to the speeder and clambered up to higher ground so that could see who it was that was approaching.

Both Zeshaun and Nightowl had their rifles out and their scopes trained on their speeder.  It was not long before the small speeders arrived and several people got out and started to inspect the speeder.

“Oh great” commented Nightowl.

“Talk to me” said Anival.

“You’re not going to like it” replied Zeshaun.

“Let me have it” said Anival.

Nightowl gazed through his scope as he saw the police officers going through what remained of their speeder.  He listened as Zeshaun informed Anival that it was more police.

“Perfect” commented Anival.

Nightowl glanced over at him and wondered whether they would fight or run.

OOC:

I'll leave it up to the next person as to how they want the story to go, we can either stay and fight off this new contingent of policemen or we can flee the scene

The squad listened intently to the police comms that Pidgeon held up.  Nightowl could see in his face that it was bad.  He breathed gently, his ears straining to listen to what had caused concern to be etched on the face of Pidgeon.

At first all that could be heard was static.  It felt like time slowed down, Nightowl thought that he had stopped breathing as all he could think of was the comm unit.  He began to think that he could hear things through the static.  Just when he thought that the comm unit would never utter a word it crackled to life and he heard what Pidgeon was concerned about.

“Repeat, reinforcements are on their way, what is your situation”

“Damn, they must have radioed into base when they approached our speeder” commented Zeshaun.

“Time to get going” said Nightowl as he hopped onto one of the police speeders.

“We need to find out what direction the reinforcements are coming from before we go” stated Anival, “Beta, fire up the scanners and see if you can locate these reinforcements”.

Beta nodded and clambered into the downed speeder.  Whilst it might not be functional as far as flying was concerned, the rest of the systems seemed undamaged.  The scanner sparked to life and Beta stared hard at the screen waiting to see which direction the reinforcements would be coming from.  He sucked in a deep breath as several blips appeared on the scope.

He hastily rushed out of the speeder to report back his findings.  Nightowl noticed his return and smiled.  He didn’t want to spend another minute here, he wanted to get away and now with the information that Beta had acquired they could do just that.

“Talk to me” said Anival.

“I’m afraid its not good news” replied Beta, “seems they have reinforcements approaching us on all angles, there’s no way out”.

“So we either stay here and fight or we attack one of the reinforcements” commented Anival.

The squad exchanged glances around each other.  Nightowl considered stepping off the speeder but chose to wait to see what the orders would be.  He didn’t fancy either option.  If they chose to fight then what was to stop the police from just continuing to bring in more support until they were overwhelmed.  On the other hand, fighting approaching reinforcements by speeder was not overly appealing either.

“Let’s find some cover, its time we made a stand” ordered Anival.

Nightowl clambered off the speeder and had his blaster in his hand as the squad sought better cover.

“Here’s when the fun begins” commented Zeshaun.

“Just the way I like it” replied Nightowl.  He wasn’t one for running away from a fight.  He just hoped that this was a fight that they could win.

“Here they come” called out Pidgeon.

Nightowl could see in the distance the dust clouds that the approaching speeders were making.  He scanned the area and saw several approaching dust clouds in various locations.

This is when the fun begins thought Nightowl before all hell was unleashed.

The speeder shot down the dirt track whilst the police speeders followed close behind them.  Nightowl glanced behind them and saw that the police speeders were keeping up with them and there was a lot of them.

“Which way?” asked Beta who was seated in the pilots chair.

Nightowl glanced to the front and saw that the dirt track was going to split into three different directions.

“Take the left one, anyone got any smoke grenades?” asked Anival as he gave Beta the direction.

Nightowl rifled through his belongings but couldn’t find any smoke grenades.  He hoped that someone else had brought along some smoke grenades.

“I got some” said Pidgeon.

“Toss them” replied Anival.

Pidgeon threw the smoke grenades behind them mere seconds before they banked left.

The police speeders that were hot on the heels of the speeder suddenly found themselves enveloped in thick acrid smoke.  The drivers of the speeders immediately slowed down as they made their way through the smoke.

When the police speeders finally got through the smoke they found that the track had now forked into three separate directions.  They checked their scanners and done visual inspections but could not determine which direction the speeder had taken.

Splitting up their forces, they sent some speeders to the left, some to the right and some straight ahead.  They had been given orders to radio in should they get visual confirmation of the speeder.

From a nearby building both Zeshaun and Nightowl were watching the approaching police speeders through the scope of their rifles.  They had chosen to hide the speeder behind the building and hoped that the police would have divided their forces.

“Looks like your plan worked” commented Zeshaun.

“How many are they?” asked Anival.

“Only two speeders” replied Nightowl.

“Pidgeon, can you block their comms?” asked Anival.

“Should be able to” replied Pidgeon.  He clambered down to the speeder and accessed its communications system.  Setting up a dampening field, he soon had the police comm channel blocked.

“Bring down those speeders” stated Anival.

Nightowl pressed his eye against the scope of his rifle and tracked one of the approaching speeder.  He knew that bringing down a moving target was tricky but he had the skill to do it.  His finger lightly squeezed the trigger as he waited for the appropriate shot.

He breathed slowly as he tracked the target.  The trigger squeezed gently as the rifle bucked against his shoulder.  A beam of red light spat out from the muzzle of the rifle and leapt off towards one of the approaching speeders.  Zeshaun fired off a similar shot.

Both speeders flared orange and a thick plume of smoke became visible from the rear of both speeders.  The speeders slowed and came to a stop.  Police were soon on the ground and taking up defensive positions.  Nightowl saw one trying to use the comms, he hoped that Pidgeon had the comm channel blocked.

“They’re down” commented Zeshaun.

“Good work” replied Anival.

“Comm system is jammed” added Pidgeon as he had just returned.

“Let’s take the fight to them” said Anival.

Nightowl smiled as he gripped his blaster tightly and waited for the battle that was to come.

OOC:

Have split up the police force and we are now about to engage a smaller force of police, their comms are jammed so they cannot call for backup

“Beta and Kitrep with me” said Anival, “Jamasis, you’re with Pidgeon and Nightowl with Zeshaun.

“Looks like you’re stuck with me” whispered Nightowl to Zeshaun.

“Oh, lucky me” replied Zeshaun with a smile on his face.

The squad waited as Anival, Beta and Kitrep clambered onto speeders and shot off into the  Nightowl kept a close watch through his scope towards their rear, making sure that no other police approached.

“You two go next” said Zeshaun.

“Roger that” replied Beta.

Beta and Kitrep clambered onto their speeders and soon enough they were speeding off with only a dust trail to show for it.

“Well, there doesn’t seem to be any sign of the police, looks like we shook them off this time” commented Nightowl as he slung the rifle over his shoulder.

“Well it’s about time” stated Zeshaun, “everyone else has gone, shall we?”

“Sounds good to me” replied Nightowl.

Nightowl and Zeshaun clambered onto separate speeders and started up the engines.  The speeders purred with energy as Nightowl gunned the accelerator and the speeder leapt forward.

Zeshaun gunned his speeders accelerator and they sped off into the distance together.  Nightowl hoped that all of the Wraith’s would be at their destination and that no-one had been intercepted.

Thankfully the trip was uneventful, although Nightowl had hoped for a more interesting ride.  The terrain was dull and boring and he was glad when they finally arrived.

He glanced at the array of speeder gathered outside and was relieved to see that everyone had made it here safely.  They stepped inside the building and saw Anival with the rest of the Wraith squad waiting for them.

“What took you so long?” asked Anival.

“Oh you know, we decided to take the scenic route” replied Nightowl.

“If there’s a scenic route on this rock, I’ve yet to find it” added Beta.

“Well now that we’re all here, let’s now keep him waiting” said Anival.

With that Anival and the rest of the Wraith squad walked through the building on the way to see Renlid.

OOC:

Short post but I know some are getting annoyed with tangling with the police so I have taken us straight back to Renlid with no further entanglements.  Where the story goes from here I have no idea.

Nightowl couldn’t believe it when he discovered that Kitrep had left his real ID chip in the station.  If that was found then this could get real ugly, real fast.  Inwardly he groaned when Anival had changed his mind and selected him to go with Zeshaun to retrieve it.

After all the fighting and speeder riding he had gone through, the thing that had been going through his mind was primarily food and then rest.  His stomach took that moment to let out a quiet rumble as if agreeing to what was going through Nightowl’s mind.

The squad moved as one through the streets until they came to a quiet café, there they all entered bar Nightowl, Zeshaun and Anival.

“Be discrete but get it done, I don’t have to remind you how important it is that we retrieve that chip” whispered Anival.

“Don’t worry, we’ll get it back” replied Nightowl.

“Good, make sure that you do, we’ll be here waiting for you” replied Anival.

With that he entered the café to rejoin the remainder of the squad.  Nightowl glanced through the window and saw patrons eating a variety of food from across the galaxy.  Some food he recognised immediately, some he had never seen before in his life.  It didn’t matter whether he could identify the food or not, right now all he wanted was to have it.

“Coming?” asked Zeshaun.

Nightowl glanced over at Zeshaun, back at the food and then back at Zeshaun and replied “yeah, let’s get this chip and let’s make it fast, I could do with getting some food right about now”.

“I hear you” replied Zeshaun.

Together the pair started to make their way towards the station.  Kitrep had told them where he assumed he had left the chip and Nightowl hoped it was still there.  He didn’t want to spend hours trawling through the place looking for it.

This should be an easy assignment thought Nightowl to himself, although he suddenly thought to himself when does an easy assignment turn out to be easy.

Zeshaun and Nightowl entered the station and began making their way discretely to the location of where Kitrep had told them where he assumed the chip would be.

“Oh no” whispered Zeshaun.

“What?” asked Nightowl, although the question hung in the air unanswered as he saw what Zeshaun was referring to.

Standing between them and their destination was the statuesque form of Aslieq.  Does she know of the chip wondered Nightowl worse still, does she have the ship.

“What do we do?” asked Zeshaun, “we can’t very well let her see us retrieving the chip”.

“You go and get the chip” replied Nightowl, “I’ll distract her”.

Zeshaun and Nightowl approached her slowly.  She glared at them and Nightowl wished he knew what was going through her mind.  Nightowl moved in front of her as Zeshaun slid to her side, waiting for her to get distracted enough to not notice his movements.

“What are you doing here?” asked Aslieq.

“Oh you know, just stretching the legs” replied Nightowl, “can I buy you a drink?”

“No” replied Aslieq.

Nightowl was slightly surprised at her abrupt answer but remained undeterred.

“Well how about you and me go for a walk?” asked Nightowl.

Aslieq let out a derogatory snort and replied “not with you”.

“Well you can’t blame a guy for trying” replied Nightowl with a smile on his face.  He hoped that Zeshaun would return soon.

With Aslieq focused on Nightowl, Zeshaun slipped past her and moved to where Kitrep had told them he had left his chip.  His face fell as he looked at the scene before him.

Huddled in the location of where the chip should be stood two police officers.  Zeshaun was immediately worried that they might recognise him but they were too interested in something in their hands.  It was a chip.  It could only be one thing, it was Kitrep’s chip.

“This is not good” muttered Zeshaun.

He quickly made his way back to Nightowl before Aslieq noticed his disappearance.

OOC:

Put up a short post detailing our unsuccessful retrieval of Kitrep's chip.  Zesh if you post you could finish off that post and get us back to the cafe

Nightowl saw Zeshaun in trouble with the police officer and rushed in quickly to take out the officer.  Nightowl swung a fist but his intake of corellian ale had made him be unfocused and his fist went sailing past the officer.  Instead of stopping, his momentum and his uncertain footing almost caused him to slip, and his fist connected with a man sitting at a nearby table.

“Hey!” yelled the man as he stood up.

Oh this is not good thought Nightowl as he steadied himself.

The man stood up, rubbed his gravelled chin and threw a punch at Nightowl.  Nightowl tried to veer away from it but his timing was sluggish.  The next thing he found himself flying and then landing hard.  It was remarkable how little pain he felt from the punch.  Somewhere deep inside him he knew he would feel it tomorrow but right now there was nothing.

Anival, who seemed to be a bit level headed, swung a fist at the man that had floored Nightowl.  Nightowl’s vision blurred for a second but when he saw clearly again he saw that the man was down.  However some of his friends did not take kindly and in what seemed like slow motion but was merely a matter of seconds, the bar had become a flurry of fists.

Nightowl stood up shakily and joined in the fight, his fists swinging wildly.  He connected to some people’s jaws but it was more a matter of luck than skill when it happened.  He hoped that he hadn’t hit any of his squad mates as he kept swinging.

He wasn’t sure where the police officer had gotten to in the ruckus but he was certain that he was still here somewhere.  Nightowl’s head throbbed and he knew it was the alcohol causing it than the fighting.

I’m going to be sore tomorrow thought Nightowl as he hurled himself into the centre of the fighting.

Nightowl moved down beside Zeshaun and helped him up to his feet.  Zeshaun stood up shakily as he hooked his arm around Nightowl’s shoulder.

“How you doing buddy?” asked Nightowl.

“I’ve been better” replied Zeshaun, “who’s that?”

Nightowl glanced over at the women by Anival.  He wasn’t sure whether she truly was a new member of the Wraiths or not but everything that had transpired to date suggested that she was.

“Apparently we have a new member” whispered Nightowl.

“Sweet” muttered Zeshaun.

The fight was still raging on and the sound of empty beer bottles being smashed or smashing against the wall echoed around the room.  For now it seemed that the fight was giving them a break, almost as if it sensed that Zeshaun was injured.

From the corner of his eye he spotted Anival waving.  It seemed that Anival had gathered the remainder of the squad and was motioning for them to leave and get out of this fight before more police arrived to tidy up the mess.

Where did that officer get to pondered Nightowl as he glanced around the room, fearful that the officer would suddenly spring upon them. 

Nightowl assisted Zeshaun as they walked slowly towards Anival.  Finally they were outside.  The air was crisp and cold.  Nightowl shivered slightly as the sudden transition from the warm indoors to the outside was surprising.  The sky had turned dark and Nightowl wondered how long they had been inside.  The sound of sirens could be heard in the distance.

“We’d better get out of here” said Anival.  He glanced over at Quillia and added “and then we can figure things out from there”.

Everyone in the squad glanced over at Quillia as soon as he uttered the words.  It was nice to get a new squad member and with the way things has been going regarding the mission they could use all the help they could get.

“Let’s move it!” barked Anival.

The words from Anival’s mouth brought the squad out of their thoughts and back to the here and now.  As the police started to arrive on the scene, the Wraiths had gone.

OOC:

I took us out of the fight so we can regroup and move on with what the mission is to be

Nightowl was happy with the arrival of Quillia.  What with battling the police and more recently the bar fight, the most important thing the squad needed was a medic.  Quillia set about sorting out the various injuries and soon the squad were patched up and feeling a lot better for it.

Quillia had queried what the plan was and everyone turned their attention to Anival.  He looked back at each of them as he formulated the next part of their plan.  The bar fight had started to spill out onto the street and more sirens could be heard in the distance.

“We need to get out of here, the last thing we want is to be picked up by the police on a bogus disturbing the peace charge” said Anival.

The squad nodded as Anival began leading them back to the accommodation that Aslieq had provided for them.  It was getting late and Nightowl wondered how much sleep they would get before they met with Renlid again.  He wondered what Renlid would say when they next met him, would they be taken into the gang with open arms or would they still be looked at as outsiders.

Anival held up his hand and the squad stopped in their tracks.  They had made their way down a deserted alley hoping to avoid the main routes back to their abode in the hopes that they would avoid any police.  Nightowl wondered what had caused them to stop and then he heard it, in the distance a marching of boots.  The noise was very distinctive as he recognised it immediately as the sound of several police.

Hopefully they will just pass us by thought Nightowl as he rested his hand on his blaster should the need arise.  The squad breathed a sigh of relief as the sound of boots began to get fainter until at last they couldn’t be heard at all.

“Walking in such a large group is going to attract attention” commented Anival as if speaking out loud to himself.  He looked around at the squad and said “Jamasis and Kitrep, you go left and approach the accommodation from there, Quillia, as you don’t know the way to where we are staying, you go with Zeshaun and Nightowl and go right.  Myself and Beta will carry on straight ahead and we will rendezvous soon.  Try to stay out of trouble”.

The squad nodded and began to break up into their various smaller groups in the hope of getting back to their abode easier.  Nightowl watched as the other two groups slipped into the blackness of the night and he hoped that they got back safely.

“Shall we?” asked Quillia.

“Yup, let’s get going” replied Nightowl.

“Ladies first” commented Zeshaun as he extended his hand.

“I don’t know the way, remember” stated Quillia.

“Oh yeah, right” replied Zeshaun.

Nightowl took the lead as he, Zeshaun and Quillia began to make their way quietly through the streets on the return trip to their accommodation.

OOC:

I've just got us returning back to our accommodation.  We can either run into trouble on the return trip or get back safely, up to whoever posts next.  I noticed on the roster that we now have a trooper called THX1138 in the squad, I haven't introduced him/her as there's been no introduction in the squad channel

Therex was enjoying his peaceful sleep, one he had not gotten in a while. One that was well deserved. All of a sudden his senses kicked in. Something was wrong. He slowly opened his eyes and noticed several people in the room hiding in the shadows. Therex looked around for his gun but it was on the other side of the room.
  Son of a Murglak
  He fished around a bit and couldn't even find his knife. It was probably still in his armor with his guns as well. He swore again and took a second to observe the situation. He could not tell if the enemies were armed, but it was his training to believe all hostiles, well hostile really. And hostiles rarely were so unless they had a weapon. He waited just a second longer. As one of the creatures broke away from the shadows and into a single shaft of moonlight, Therex saw that he was well armed indeed. As he continued looking around, he noticed a few of his squad mates also waking up.
  Therex quietly counted as the shadow drew closer. suddenly Therex along with one of his other comrades leapt from there beds and took on the enemies Mano e Whatever They Were. The first things he noticed was the skill at which they fought. they certainly were not just a simple local resistance group. They were too trained. There one advantage was surprise. Therex was able to knock down his opponent, just as the rest of the squad awoke. Soon the room was a hell scene. Therex attempted to reach his weapons but couldn't find his Suppressors. He felt around some more in the dark and wrapped his hand around the hilt of his combat knife. Therex jumped up and started up the fight again. He reached one of the shadows and knocked it down to the floor. He brought the knife around and lifted the head of the creature. When he did he looked down and realized he had knocked down Quilla.
"Many apologies, Good to see you again." Therex apologized as he stood and helped Quilla up. "Lets get back to the problem at hand."
  As he finished speaking two more of these shadows pooped up and soon had him and Quilla against a wall.
Crap. Well I never thought I would go like this.
  At that moment Therex awoke from his sleep and threw himself from his bed. He was panting and sweating all over. One of the squadmates came over to check on him, but Therex wasn't listening. It had felt so real. The fear, the pain, it still was there. Therex shook his head and eventually crawled back into bed.
Damn. I gotta get my head looked at. Again.

As soon as he reached the hotel he jogged up to their room, and found a bed. As soon as he lay down a wave of relaxation flowed through his body, he had been running and getting beat throughout the whole mission and it was nice to lay on a comfy surface. His shoulder that he had hit earlier on the speeder was beginning to act up and so he got up and went to get ice. Zeshaun saw Night owl eating and thought about joining him but decided that sleeping was more important to him at the moment. He lay down, positioned the ice on his shoulder and then fell asleep. Zeshaun was usually a very cautious soldier but the physical toll on his body was too much, he had gone to sleep in his armor and left his weapons all underneath his bed tucked away safely.

Zeshaun suddenly woke up to a pillow covering his face, he tried to gasp for air but the pillow was effectively keeping him from breathing. As he felt the last bits of air escape from his lungs he threw a punch into the darkness. He surprisingly connected with something hard, Zeshaun figured it must have been a helmet. When he got the pillow off his face he took a deep breath, breathing heavily trying to recover from nearly suffocating. He instinctively reached for the gun he always had placed by his bed but it wasn’t there, he then remembered that he had fallen asleep without his usual cautionary set up. While Zeshaun was trying to find a way to defend himself a fist came out of the darkness and hit him very hard in the chest. The strike was harder than any human punch and when he looked down he saw that the hand was not really a hand but a paw covered in fur. He also saw that his armor had a minor dent in it.

He quickly rolled out of the bed and reached under his bed, before he could get his grip on a weapon the attacker kicked Zeshaun in the side, sending him into the wall. Zeshaun caught his breath and then tried to stand before being hit in the back, propelling him face down into the floor. Without his helmet, he could not see his attacker except for the large shadow in the middle of the room. Zeshaun also heard other noises coming from the other rooms and he had to assume that the rest of Wraith was also dealing with the same problem.

Zeshaun quickly jumped up from the floor and went into a defensive stance, trying to decipher the movements of the attacker. He then saw the light switch on the wall behind his attacker, Zeshaun quickly devised a plan, and he would somehow draw his attacker toward him and then evade his way to the wall, turning on the light. The attacker rushed Zeshaun, and calling on all his strength Zeshaun jumped in the air, leaping the bent forward attacker as it charged. Zeshaun took two large steps toward the light switch and flicked it on. What he saw was something he had never seen before.

Standing in front of him was a large wookie wearing armor and a helmet. As he stood and gawked at the figure in front of him, he took a blow to the side, sending him back onto the floor. Zeshaun landed next to a chair and as he stood he grabbed the chair and swung it at the wookie. He had an ancestral hatred for wookies and his natural instincts kicked in. He let out a menacing hiss and then charged the wookie with the chair. To Zeshaun’s surprise the wookie did not budge, it merely took the hit then grabbed Zeshaun by the throat, merely by extending its hand.  Zeshaun dropped the chair and bean clawing at the paw, he remembered that he had always carried his ceremonial vibrodagger with him, hidden in a secret slot in his armor. In one swift movement he pulled the knife out and opened a gaping wound in the wookie’s arm. Letting out a deafening howl the wookie dropped Zeshaun and clutched the injured limb, blood was flowing out of the wound and leaving a small puddle on the floor of his bedroom.

The wookie and Zeshaun charged at each other from across the small room. The two rivals met in the middle of the room, the wookie had revealed one of its blades and was now swinging it with finesse and ease, it took every bit of Zeshaun’s concentration to avoid the deadly blade. He was so concentrated on the blade that he did not see the elbow coming for him. He took the hit in the chest and he stumbled backwards and fell onto his bed. The sword raised and came down so fast that the blade was a blur. Zeshaun rolled and barely avoided being skewered, he heard a crack and then a bolt of pain shot up his arm. He looked over and saw that there was blood flowing out of his arm through a crack in his armor.

He dropped to the floor and reached under his bed but had to pull back quickly to avoid getting his arm cut off from another swing of the sword. With a quick leg sweep, Zeshaun was able to knock the wookie to the ground, and as Zeshaun jumped to get on top of the wookie he found himself face to face with the wookie’s foot. His head whipped back and he landed on his back, the world was spinning around him and he saw the leg of the wookie as it stepped up next to his body. Zeshaun quickly lashed out with his knife and stabbed the wookie’s knee. Blood squirted out and Zeshaun was blinded for a moment, his armor was stained in blood. The wookie fell to one knee, growling and whimpering in pain. Zeshaun staggered to his feet and then lunged again at the wookie. The blade pierced the soft point in the armor and the blade entered the soft tissue of the throat. The wookie’s whimpers turned into gurgles as it began to cough up blood. In a last ditch effort the wookie lunged at Zeshaun, Zeshaun was even surprised it could still move, much less make an accurate attack. He took the hit and ended up on the ground with the wookie laying on top of him, blood pooling around him from the wound in the wookie’s throat. Guess I can just wait here until someone comes to save me Zeshaun blacked out.