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Havock
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  The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
June 20, 2010 11:23:37 PM    View the profile of Havock 
The forest was dark. Darker than the blackest night she had every seen. Growing up in a city there always seemed to be lights coming from somewhere. Could have been the street lamps or someones window, but no matter what supposedly dark alley she found herself in there was always light. Not here.

"Frak." Havock twisted towards the inside of the ship once again. She was using what little illumination the internal lamps were providing to try to get her night vision goggles to work right. She probably shouldn't have slammed them against the bulkhead as she got in the transport when they left Tadath.

Brightstar slowly climbed up the ramp in her storm commando gear, save the helmet since they needed the more powerful night vision goggles and they weren't ready to interface with their HUD just yet. "We have spares you know." She leaned against the other side of the opening between the dark night and the light of the ship, a place Havock seemed stuck between.

"I can fix it." She didn't look up she just kept fiddling with the settings, it may have taken her two hours but she did get most of the mechanism back together.

Bright shrugged and walked back down the ramp to join the others who were securing the landing area.

Decembrist briskly walked past Havock and started down the ramp but paused a step down from her. "We need to go lady, long hike and I don't feel like waisting time standing around playing campfire games."

Havock said nothing she just glared at him for a long moment. "Shut up Vee, I'll be down there in a minute."

"She's not dead afterall she's just..."

"I said shut up, Vee."

"All right geeze, woman, kriffing hell." He threw his hands up and sauntered down the ramp grumbling the whole way down. "Not like I'm your ASL or anything, but no don't listen to me. Why do I always have to be placed in squads with blasted insane women!"

"A little louder, I don't think the boogey men heard you." Skarr leaned over and muttered to Vasili.

Havock had enough she threw the stupid device as hard as she could down the corridor and stomped towards the supply closet. She would have been ready to go, her DT-57 pistols in her duel holster at her hip and a combat knife on one calf and a DE-10 pistol on her other. The door to the closet squealed at the force which she used to ripped it open.

"Really what did the supplies ever do to you?" Karash's voice made Havock jump. She turned and saw the familiar medic slouched down in his chair with his red eyes closed. Havock said nothing she just rolled her eyes and looked back to the cabinet. "You know, you shouldn't be acting like this its not logical, the doctors taught me that."

"Pfft."

"Havock."

She slammed the door shut, having gathered the goggles she needed to see beyond her hands in the dark forest. "I know, you already told me, I recommended her for the position, she got a promotion, I should be happy. Did they give you an honorary psychiatrist degree at the loony bin? I miss her, I'm worried about her, not to mention all the other crap on my mind right now. And no, I don't want to fraking talk about it." The truth was Karash always seemed to reappear when she needed him most, it was started to get kinda uncanny. He was right about one thing, if she kept thinking about Jaenna's recent promotion to Iron Horse SL, she would probably punch someone out before the end of the day, most likely Vasili.

The others were waiting for the squad leader and medic when they exited the ship. RK trotted up. "So how far is this place we need to find?"

"Far. Almost seventy-five clicks from here, but there were no closer clearings to land in."

Decembrist scoffed. "We could have just landed on top of them you know."

Havock sighed. "Yea, no. Anyways, hopefully along the way we can find some of the locals and make contact so they know we are not just another group of mercs."

"Shadowmen." Mai hissed from her vantage point near the edge of the group. "We are here to help them, heh, that's amusing."

"We are here to find out what the hell is going on. There is way more hyperspace traffic then there should be in this sector and its all centered around this planet, NR traffic. So goggles on and lets move, the intel shows there to be a landing zone they are using north east of here and its not a short walk."

"Stop."

Havock slid her goggles on and came up next to Mai's side. "Problem lance corporal?"

"I saw something move. There." She pointed a slender arm in the direction of the many dark woods. The most disconcerting thing was the fact that the sun would never rise, one of the wonders of Nivek, it was a planet that never saw the sun and yet was covered in a deep rainforest. How that worked ecologically Havock would never understand.

Minutes passed in uneasy silence, everyone looking around for the slightest blade of grass to move. "Looks to be gone now."

"Right, lets go." Havock re-holstered her pistols and took point.

OOC:

We are on Nivek (see the wiki link for more info) we need to start walking towards the NR landing site through a rainforest terrain. And you should feel like your being watched. Yes the people watching you are Shadowmen, read up on their wiki too. You can have us see them if you like through the nifty night vision goggles but nobody interact with them until I say so.

EQUIPMENT:

    * Storm Commando Armor
    * Night Vision Goggles
    * Personal Weapons Allowed
    * RAIDERS Mu-2i Transport

RESOURCES:

Nivek “The Night Planet” - http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nivek_(planet)

Shadowmen:  http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Shadowman
                - Intelligent, hunters, native species of Nivek

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  RE: The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
June 21, 2010 12:28:54 AM    View the profile of Mai 
Mai wasn’t entirely sure why the Raiders were on Nivek, but then again, she wasn’t particularly interested in the finer details. All that mattered was that she had a purpose once again, within the ranks of soldiers worthy of her respect, and the chance to continue to hone her skills in her personal quest to become ever better at her chosen trade. Subpar was a concept that Mai had consistently refused to accept since she had become aware of the word. Perfection. That was a phrase that tasted far sweeter on her lips. She would go beyond the expectations of her people and become the ‘perfect’ hunter so that when she chose to return to her Cathar homeworld she would be worthy of their respect. And of their fear.

“Stick close together.” The human called Decembrist murmured quietly over the squad channel.

Mai bared her teeth in response to the unwelcome intrusion of his voice in her thoughts, flicking one ear forward towards the new ASL’s position. She didn’t particularly like the man, though in his defense, Mai didn’t particularly like anyone. A few of her comrades had made obvious attempts to draw her into conversation since her inclusion in the squad yet she had carefully avoided their personal queries and resolutely kept to herself. The only time she had bothered to reply to any of them was when she was addressed directly regarding a mission or its objectives, or on the rare occasion that they discussed weapons and battle tactics in the cantina or off hand during training.

Whilst Mai had had a healthy curiosity regarding humans during the early summers of her life, the abusive and demeaning lifestyle thrust upon her by a select few of their race since then long since made her apathetic to their tumultuous and emotionally exhausting lifestyles.  She was unique in the fact that her impassive perception extended beyond humans to encompass almost every other race she had crossed paths with since, the majority of whom had proven to be just as riddled as faults. She had been called a xenophobe before to her face on numerous occasions by slighted colleagues who had displayed enough stupidity to warrant a verbal tongue lashing on her behalf. But these males and females, of various alien backgrounds, had failed to recognize the one saving point behind her malicious behavior. Out of all the races in the entire galaxy; Mai hated the Cathar the most.

“There’s something following us.”

That was Karash, the returned Raiders medic striding along just to Mai’s right. He had taken one look at Mai on the shuttle to Nivek and arched both eyebrows upon discovering that he was now expected to treat a Cathar if she was wounded in some fashion during battle. The medic’s open confusion had since had Mai quietly praying that she emerged unscathed from any fire fight that might break out.

“Keep going,” Havock’s voice was calm over the channel despite the possibility of an ambush, “If we stop we leave ourselves completely open.”

“I’m not so keen on walking the entire distance to the camp without a rest boss,” Skarr spoke up, “That or food. Is anyone else starving?”

“Cut the chatter,” Decembrist interjected again. Whilst Mai couldn’t see the other trooper that well even through her top-of-the-line night goggles the HUD on her display helpfully pinpointed his position for her at the front of the group, “Keep your eyes...and ears peeled.”

Mai let a soft growl rumble in the base of her throat and extended her stride until she had covered the distance between herself and Decembrist. Unlike the other members of the Squad she was more than comfortable with the permanent night time visage of Nivek. It was common amongst her species to hunt during the night when the blaring sun of the day had given way to a lush coolness that inspired their prey to creep free of their hiding places. Whilst Cathar had never been as discerningly pitch black as this world it was still familiar in a sense, and would have been quite plesant if not for the presence of the local Shadowmen.

“There’s...eyes,” Brightstar spoke for the first time, ignoring the ASL’s warning to remain silent, “In the bushes.”

Mai didn’t deign to respond as she was more than aware of what the other soldier was talking about. Despite the limited capabilities of their technology the slight shifting of the dense bushes and trees about them was easy to see if you focused. Everytime a Raiders member spun towards the soruce of the disturbance with their weapons raised the foliage would settle and everything would become dangerously still. Unnaturally so in an environment which should have encompassed the soft sounds of nightlife.

“Just keep going.” Havock’s words seemed clipped, a sign that even the tension was getting to her, “We’re only about 5k’s from the dropzone.”

Mai pulled in a deep breath of the moist air and let the taste of the world settle on her tongue. There was an...offness....to the scent on the breeze, the Shadowmen no doubt as they stalked their quarry. She did not doubt that they would reveal themselves, it was only a question of when.
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  RE: The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
June 21, 2010 9:20:29 AM    View the profile of Skarr 
"We're only about 5k's from the dropzone," he heard Havock say. Skarr sighed deeply. A long, long walk. It was going to be good exercise. Especially if the Shadowmen chose to strike rather than just stalk their prey.

Skarr's hand was settled on one of his dual DC-18's. That was the only way for him to ignore the fact that they were being watched. He shot a glance over at Mai and found she was nearly at home in this environment. But only nearly. It was clear that she didn't like being stalked.

His glance slid over to Havock. He was concerned for Ayme. She had seemed...distant since Jaenna left. Skarr knew everyone had tried to make her feel better, so he had kept his distance. Havock just needed time. He hoped.

Then his gaze went to Karash. Karash had been a RAIDER when Skarr had joined and after his first mission, Karash left. Now, the medic just strolled through the forest, seemingly at ease. But Skarr, like the others, knew the truth, he wasn't at ease. Not at all. He felt the tension the other did.

His gaze snapped to Decembrist now. Vasili had only been Assisstant Squad Leader for just a few days before this mission. Skarr could tell he was right for the postition, even if he looked as if he didn't care for the postition. Skarr had grown to like Vasili, sure he was arrogant, but the guy had something going for him.

Bright stood just behind him. He hadn't gotten to know Rain much. She never seemed to be around to talk to. She was looking around, eyes darting whenever she may have caught the red glare of an eye staring at her. She also seemed sad that Jaenna was gone.

RK was standing next to Skarr. The man was surprised to see that Skarr actually had a thermal detonator strapped to his belt. He had revealed to the squad on their last mission that he always carried one of the thermal dets around. No one had believed him. RK was the joker of the squad, Skarr could see that clearly.

Skarr looked around the forest and took a deep breath. He didn't like this dark, even though he wore night vision goggles. It didn't seem to help. He especially didn't like that he was being watched.

A pair of red eyes appeared in Skarr's peripherals, but Skarr didn't react, he wouldn't catch a glimpse of anything. The red eyes stayed and finally, Skarr turned his head slowly. He caught sight of the Shadowman.

It was insectile and skinny. Lanky too, and tall as well. In it's hands it held a sonic blaster. It wasn't raised to fire and it's head was cocked in curiousity.

"Hello," Skarr said as friendly as he could. The Shadowman ducked back in the cover.

"Skarr, I said 'Cut the chatter'," Decem reprimanded, looking back at Skarr.

"I was just saying 'hello' to the Shadowman I just saw," Skarr defended.

"Oh," Havock said, "You seen one?" Skarr nodded in confirmation. Havock looked interested and peered where Skarr had pointed to.

"Well, it's hiding again. Let's keep moving until they decide to say 'hello'." Decem said. The squad continued to move through the forest. Skarr's hand was still on his blaster, albeit a little less tightly this time. The natives weren't looking to fight RAIDERS. Hopefully.

OOC:
Alright, I hope I got everyone's character right. I didn't go too far off the bat. Just trying to charactrize everyone in Skarr's eyes, give you guys his thoughts on everyone as of this mission.
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Karash
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  RE: The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
June 24, 2010 12:31:45 AM    View the profile of Karash 
‘Well here you are once again, back with the RAIDERS on some forsaken planet. Why is it that every time I come back there is a new bunch of faces? Plays havoc with my continuity...’

His thoughts were then interrupted by Skarr, another one of the people Karash did not know, “Hello.”

The rest of that conversation was lost to Karash as he was too busy looking at the bright side of life, as he had been told to do so by his doctors. ‘We may be on a planet where it is impossible to see your hand in front of your face, with invisible expert hunters following us, with people you barely know and a SL who is acting like a love sick puppy but at least.... at least...’ Karash searched desperately for “the bright side”, surely it had to be there, he was told that it was always there and when you cannot find it, you have a problem. ‘...at least we have nearly reached out destination’, the reason may not have been good but he was sticking by it.

That was until he realised he had no idea where they were, “Where the hell are we?” Karash spoke louder than he had intended too and seemed to get everyone’s attention. Whilst lost in his own thoughts he had just been walking without realise where he is going.

“It does not matter, just keep moving and stay quiet” Havock put emphasis on the final word. She too seemed to be lost in her thoughts, though there was no doubt about what she was thinking about; more to the point, who she was thinking about. 

‘Why is it that every time you come back Havock seems to be on the verge of a breakdown? I suppose the bright side of this particular problem is that you must be of some use... or it could mean that we are all likely to die because she is once again letting emotion get in the way of rational thought, you have told her time and time again that she needs start acting more professionally but...’ Once again Karash had to stop himself reverting back to his old ways and quickly tried to adjust his thoughts, ‘You will have to show her the power and enlightenment that can be achieved through the power of positive thinking’.

It was then that Karash’s thoughts were once again interrupted, this time by a movement not too far from him. As he looked more closely he could see eyes seemingly staring at him, those eyes bore into him. He had always tried to hide his own red eyes but had recently decided to stop hiding them from the rest of the world, which reminded him of his hands and wrists and what had been done to them.

The rustling in the bushes seemed to be getting louder and suddenly Karash could not continue with it any longer, ‘Who the hell do you think you are kidding with this positive crap, we are in another hell hole of a planet and are about to be killed by the natives. Not to mention Havock who is too busy longing for her mate, well if we are all about to die I hope she knows it is her fault!’ Weeks’ worth of complaint and moaning erupted into Karash’s mind, for a few seconds he felt sad that he was not able to do what the doctors had told him to. But those worries were soon dealt with by the feeling of happiness that engulfed him, he had been denying himself what he loved to do, moan, complain and be sarcastic. ‘To hell with positive thinking, I will tell them all what I think...’

Another noise distracted him, ‘well I might keep the charade going for a little while...’   
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  RE: The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
June 25, 2010 1:28:13 AM    View the profile of Brightstar 
Bright loathed this feeling of being watched. She hated how the tables had been turned on her and she hated the fact that she had to rely on night vision goggles to see. She was supposed to be the hunter, not the one being hunted. Right at that moment she was unsure if there was a difference between being hunted or just watched. She felt a shiver forming at the base of her spine as she spotted yet another pair of eyes watching her and the rest of the squad. And for the thousandth time she wondered just how many people had come back from Nivek, and would she?

She suppressed the shudder in her spine and kept walking. It wouldn't do for her to show just how off kilter she was in this environment, and she wished vividly that she could just go back to the ship. Her grip tightened on her E-11 and she continued to follow the rest.

"Hey, Rain what's up with you?" Skarr asked glancing back at her.

Bright's shoulders stiffened and she felt the color drain from her face. She'd have clocked him one if Havock hadn't spoke up from the front. "Watch it, Skarr. If I were you, I would avoid using that name with her, period. Now if you don't mind, cut the chatter. Its not much further."

Skarr looked back at Bright then back up at Havock in puzzlement. Bright could only imagine that he was trying to figure the two women out. She couldn't have really given him a good reason except for the fact that Havock and Bright had seemed to come to an understanding during some mission or other. A friendship of sorts grew from that. Bright could see the mood Hav was in but the red head was certain it was more the fact that Jae wasn't here to throw out her typical sarcastic remarks than the fact that Havock thought she was gone for good. Bright only hoped that the difference was as clear in Havock's mind as it was in everyone else's.

She let out a long silent breath as her eyes wondered back to the surrounding area. She vehemently wished she was someplace else and then she silently cursed the fates for choosing this mission for the RAIDERS. She double cursed them for having made Havock an irritable old hag and she triple cursed them just because she could. Needless to say Bright was not her usual self from the onset of this mission, and if that little voice in the back of her head was warning her that things would not go well, she chose to ignore it for now.

Bright's attention flicked to Mai. She had worked with the cathar woman before and had found that she was not only good in a fight, but that she was quiet and generally kept to herself. Bright had respected that about Mai in the beginning, but she'd found it amazingly difficult to befriend the cathar. It was a mystery that Bright had looked into solving at one point before she had resigned. She hadn't seen Mai till the last mission when she had just suddenly showed up. Bright had been almost elated, now though she was just as curious about Mai as she had been before and wondered again if it wasn't possible to befriend the woman. She shook her head.

It was far easier to deal with the feeling of being watched when she thought about something else. Still trudging on in the darkness of Nivek's night, Bright's thoughts turned toward Vasili. She had known him for almost as long as she'd been in the VE, and at times it felt like too long. He was the true mystery. How a man of his talent walked and talked like he did was something that had blown her away. She was sure that the reason he'd suddenly reappeared again was because he'd been released from some prison or other. Maybe he'd been awol or perhaps he'd started another of his infamous bar fights and decked the wrong person. The maybes and perhapses were endless with that man. She had probably been one of the only ones in the squad who had not been surprised to see he'd been made the ASL. When all was said and done though, Vee created a mess of contradictory feelings within the red head that always gave her a headache. If only Aeos or even Kami were there to translate his mere presence and make it make sense.

RK on the other hand did surprise her. She hadn't seen him since Eclipse, and she'd often wondered what had happened to him. She had welcomed him into RAIDERS personally and with a smile and a handshake. They had yet to catch up with each other for more than a "hello" or "how are you?" She sometimes had to laugh at how amusing it was to be working with someone who had been sent to hunt her and still be his friend. She smiled now at the memories and wondered vaguely if she would ever forget, or if he would ever live it down.

And Karash just simply got on Bright's nerves. For all that he was a talented medic and usually kept to himself, he made her nervous. She could still feel the sting of Grahim's death and wondered if he could too. She would have asked him, if she were the type to do things like that, but for now she was content to simply wonder. She did have to give him props though, he always seemed to show up right when she thought Havock would need him most. It was nice to have some help with their wily and obstinate squad leader. And she knew that Havock hated admitting that the sharp tongued medic was generally always right.

"Its just up ahead, so try not to make a lot of noise." The squad leader's voice was little more than a whisper. "Mai and I will check it out. The rest of you....keep your butt cheeks puckered." With that Havock and Mai disappeared into the thick jungle underbrush. Bright was almost reluctant to see them go alone but knew that both women were capable of taking care of themselves.
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  RE: The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
June 25, 2010 6:19:10 AM    View the profile of Havock 
"You know lying to them will backfire eventually."

Havock shrugged at the Cathar woman who she grabbed to scout ahead of the group. They were under the impression that they were only five km or so from their destination. She simply didn't see the need to dash their hopes, not to mention being almost there was probably the only thing that kept them walking. The truth was they had stumbled across something in the thick underbrush, and the freaky part about it was it looked almost like a landing zone.

Mai was a mystery to her. The woman seemed to want so desperately to prove herself, that Havock could understand. She had joined the Army to do the same thing, but as for personal history and what she liked, Mai was more difficult to get to talk than a snapped shut clam. Havock wasn't really in the mood to bond anyways, she was down right grumpy and wished someone would turn on the damn lights.

They knelt down as the brush came to a clearing and both of them had mirrored expressions of confusion as they examined what appeared to be a light corellian frigate sitting in the middle of the forest half overgrown with vegetation.

"Well, I doubt I want to know what happened to these fine folks." Havock sneered and reached for her comlink when a pair of eyes to her right switched her hands movement directly to her pistols.

"No, that not necessary. Come." The shadowman motioned to the clearing, and exited the underbrush expecting Havock and Mai to follow him.

"See this is what happens when you ask the forest rhetorical questions." Mai commented dryly.

Havock shook her head tiredly and motioned to Mai. "Get out your comlink and tell Vee to get the others up here, but keep it quiet. We may need them to save our sorry asses."

Mai feigned shock for a split second. "You making a smart tactile decision and assuming you will probably be kidnapped or attacked. SL's can be taught."

Havock just glared at the woman squatting next to her. "You've been talking to the others I see, lovely. Let's just do this."

Now there were three of them, shadowmen, standing in front of the frigate. If her goggles hadn't been on and on the highest setting she wouldn't have even been able to make out the shape of the short hunters. The one who spoke to her in the underbrush stepped slightly forward and inclined his head in a gesture of non violence towards the squad leader. "You leader, yes?"

"Yea, I'm the leader. We are here to find out what's going on for our people, we don't aim to stir up any problems with your kind."

The creature nodded, she could just barely tell in the absence of light. "My name is Ecinev, I am leader of this pack. Do you know this ship leader?"

She winced at the title being used as a name. "Havock, my name is Havock. I recognize the type of ship, but its not one of our ships."

Ecinev nodded. "We thought it was not. Your ship different, smell different even. This ship comes from above, the men that come in it used to just watch. Pack leaders were told of men from the stars that would be here, so we think nothing of this. Then the men come and go more frequently and our people start to disappear. Pack leaders agree this does not just happen, the two things are connected. We make a deal, you and I."

Havock listened to the shadowman, Ecinev. The ship had NR markings on it, but it was so old, more than likely a remnant of a scouting group that came to first inspect the planet. These were definitely not the men he was describing but her credits were on the likelihood that whoever was visiting Nivek and taking the shadowmen were in fact related to the NR somehow. She nodded for him to continue.

"You help Ecinev's pack by going to where ships rest and make these men leave all shadowmen alone. We would ourselves but bad things happen to war parties that attack them, we know not why. My whole pack will follow you, but no one who is Shadowman will attack you. My pack will give you my word."

Havock wasn't exactly comforted by that information but they were heading to the landing zone anyways might as well have the comfort of knowing they won't be attacked by damn near invisible little men. "Okay, we will find out what these men are doing to your people."

Ecinev nodded and in less than ten seconds had disappeared into the underbrush.

"Now that's some impressive camouflage skills there." Brightstar muttered as she approached Havock. The rest of the squad was slowly walking over to where the squad leader was standing still staring at the spot she last saw Ecinev.

"Okay first examine this hunk of junk. I want to know what originally was coming here. Then we keep walking, the landing zone they are talking about is another fifty km's from here. Yea, I know but we can rest here for awhile then keep moving."

OOC:
Okay so we found a light corellian frigate, I'll let you guys come up with the make and model, just know it has a NR marking on the side and should be a scouting ship, probably the first ship they sent to the planet to see what was there. Good work so far, love the CD about each others characters. Continue.
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  RE: The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
June 26, 2010 2:10:36 PM    View the profile of Grahim 
The only thing that Grahim could remember was the pain in the chest he had felt when he had been shot and then Karash face when he looked over the wound. Grahim felt a sting in the arm and then he passed out. Grahim woke up when someone were touching his weapon that was on his back.

“KARASH, WHAT ARE YOUSA DOING TO MESA?”

“Oi boys I found a live one.” Said a man that Grahim couldn't see apparently Grahim's helmet had taken a hit because he couldn't see anything.

“A live one? I thought everyone had been recovered except the dead o...” The second man couldn't finish because Grahim screamed out of pain when he tried to move his arms to take of the helmet.

“We better take this one with us.” Said the first man.

“The general is going to be glad that we found one live trooper.” The second man said and started to laugh. General? Whatsa general? Don't say dat NR soldiers have caught mesa. How is mesa going to get out of disa situation? Grahim thought. Grahim's helm got pulled of, he did get confused by all the light that streamed into his eyes now that the helmet were removed. Not so long after they hit him in the head and Grahim passed out.

Grahim woke up in an infirmary and his thoughts wandered directly towards Havock and Karash.
Deysa hisen never cared for mesa. Deysa left mesa as soon as deysa could to retreat. Mesa will get revenge. Even if mesa needs to join de New Republic. Grahim calmed down and started to plan his revenge. “Hideo anybody der?” Grahim yelled.

“Yes we are here, anything you wanted?” A nurse said.

“Yesa mesa wants to speak with de Boss around dis place and how long has mesa been out?”

“I will go and tell him that you are awake and you have been out for about three months.” the nurse said and walked away. Grahim laid down again. Three months. Just because I needed to heal. Grahim thought. It took a while before anyone came into the room where Grahim was lying. But after a while an armed person came into the room. Grahim guessed that it was a guard.

“The general will be here soon. Anything you want to ask me now?”

“Yesa, are yousa New Republic troopers?”

“Yes this is a NR base.” The guard said and seemed alerted by the question. “Here is the general now.” A man walked in he walked in a way that Grahim recognised from people with much respect.

“Why where you in a Stormtrooper armor when we found you?”

“Because mesa was infintrating datsa military group because mesa think it was dey who killed mesas father.”

“Who funded you?”

“Nobody mesa ran away from home and signed up in dat army to get to high positioned members of De Vast Empire.”

“So you have worked you're way from scratch?”

“Mesa just said datsa.”

“We have a confirmed that a Vast Empire squad will be sent to the planet Nivek in a few days.”

“Which squad was it?”

“I think it was Pillagers or Raiders or something like that. I can go and check my papers.”

“No need de squads name isa RAIDERS.”

“How do you know that?”

“Mesa was serving in datsa squad.”

“Are you ready to go after your old squad?” before the Grahim could answere the nurse said. “He heal up wich will take a few days his body was quite traumatized, we need to make sure that he functions as he should before he is sent out in the field.

“Oh what's you're name?”

“It isa Grahim. Grahim Nass Sad.”

“It's good to have you here Grahim. We need to root out the evil that is called The Empire. Well rest now, we need you in top shape if you are going to hunt down stormtroopers.”

“Mesa will be in top shape.” Grahim said as the general started to walk out of the room. Mesa needs to confront the squad myself. Mesa will figure something out. Grahim thought before he went to sleep.

The following days went by very fast. The only thing that troubled Grahim was that he had a large scar on his chest. At least he didn't have a large wound there, that had the bacta tanks made sure of.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Landing platform

Grahim met up with the general before the NR troopers that would go with him to Nivek arrived.

“Did yousa get mesa demsa things mesa wanted, sir?

“Yes I did. One camouflage painted phase 2 clone trooper armor, one TI-47 Deathwind Slugthrower Sniper Rifle, two FSK-7 Combat Knives, two DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistols.” the general said and pointed towards two bags standing behind him. “That bag contains the armor and you can change your outfit over there you have ten minutes before the ship leaves.”

“Thank yousa bombad general, mesa isa very grateful sir.” Grahim said and picked up the bag to change.

When Grahim came back there where five NR troops stood outside the shuttle that would take them all to Nivek.

“Sir is this the guy that will help us take down those bastards?” A NR soldier said.

“Yes this is Grahim he will help you track them and give you info about the different members in the squad.”

“Bombad general are wesa do yousa know were deysa landed?”

“We know exactly where their shuttle is.”

“Good den why are wesa leaving?”

“Good question my good friend. Okay let's get into the shuttle.”

“And my good gungan you can't can't escape because we will fly in an automated shuttle wich will take us directly to Nivek.”

“Mesa don't want it in any other way.” Grahim said and smiled. He went inside the shuttle with the bag that contains the weapons Grahim wanted.

When the shuttle had reached out of the planet's atmosphere Gahim pulled out his two blasters and shot everyone without warning. One of the NR soldiers was heavily injured but not dead.

“Why did you do it? I thought you hated the Imperials.” The trooper said.

“I would need to confront my old squad without you and I lied to your dear general.” Grahim said and laughed before he shot the trooper in the head.

“Now mesa just need to wait for disa shuttle to land before mesa does anything.”


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  RE: The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
June 26, 2010 5:32:27 PM    View the profile of Brightstar 
Bright watched Havock with calmly intense eyes. Well at least she's getting the job done. Even if she did lie about how far it was. She shifted her weight and sighed. Yes she was worried about her friend but she could feel good about being worried about the Shadowmen more. She felt that same shiver up her spine and growled, shoving the feeling aside and doing as Havock had ordered.

Bright knew this type of ship. The YT-1930 was older than her own YT-1300 but it had been the predecessor to the YT-2500 model. Bright looked the ship over, making note of the New Republic markings and how faded they were. This ship had to have been here for at least a year and a half, if not longer, exposed to the elements of Nivek. She narrowed her eyes trying to make out the faded lettering. "S-H-O_T-I-N_ C_M-E_." She spelled out. She mulled the letters over in her head for a moment before she finally realized that it was meant to say "Shooting Comet."

"Hmph." She grunted before walking around to the landing ramp. She looked the ship over before finding a way to lower the ramp. She wondered idly if the Shooting Comet even had working lights. It would certainly make things easier. She sighed in relief just to have the ship responding to her commands. Entering the ship she looked around for a light source. She hated having to rely on her night vision goggles for very long. Finding a way to switch the power on Bright gave a whispered whoop of triumph and took her goggles off. making her way down the landing ramp she found RK waiting for her.

"I was wondering where you had disappeared to. I figured you were inside when I saw the landing ramp down." He said.

Bright smiled at her old friend and poked her thumb over her shoulder. "I found the lights." She said with a wink.

"Come now Bright you aren't actually afraid of the dark are you?" RK asked with a smirk. "I thought you weren't afraid of anything."

Bright glared at him for a moment. She would have liked to be able to tell him that she wasn't afraid of anything, And she wasn't afraid of the darkness around them so much as she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to protect the rest of them if she couldn't see an oncoming attack. Then she shrugged. "Well I am only human." She muttered. "Are you going to help me or what?" She asked over her shoulder as she boarded the ship again. RK followed her with a thoughtful look on his features.

She looked around for a moment before deciding on checking the cockpit for anything important. She let RK know and set off checking for any hidden panels and such. She caught herself doing it and she smiled. Old habits seemed to die hard with her. She also knew that RK would be doing much the same thing. The two of them had made their livings outside the VE before and both knew that the NR was pretty much made up of reformed smugglers. A freighter like this could have at one time been used as a vessel for such purposes.

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It had taken a good thirty minutes for either of them to find anything even with the others coming aboard to help. Whoever had been on this ship knew what they were doing and had obviously needed all they had brought with them. It was Bright who had found the first nugget. An old datapad, its battery long gone, but the data was still there. She had taken the extra power source from her own datapad and downloaded what information was left on the other. Some of the data was corrupted but the general information was still there. She glanced over it quickly then took her find to Havock. It wasn't hard to find the woman either. Apparently Havvie had wanted to know if the ship could still be used to fly. Bright found her in the engine room fiddling around with some connecting wires and looking over the hyperdrive unit.

"I got something for you." Bright said holding up her datapad.

Hav seemed not to hear her. She was muttering to herself and as Bright watched her lips she could have sworn one of those words was Jaenna. The Senior Sergeant waited a few more moments before she tried again. "Havock please don't make me get the medic." She said putting a slight whine to her tone. She hated whining for anything and she was certain that Havock knew it. But guessing that the double threat of Bright whining and the red head promising to get Karash seemed to bring the woman back to reality.

"You wouldn't." Havock stated before turning to face Brightstar.

Bright and Havock stared at each other for a moment before Bright answered. "I would if you gave me a reason to." She stated matter of factually. "As it is I won't right now, no." She held up her datapad and waved it slightly in the air. "I found something, think we can get done what we need to get done now?" She turned and started walking back out of the engine room before Havock's voice halted her.

"Rain." Hav said. Bright's eyes widened and her free fist clenched before she relaxed. She didn't turn and Havock wondered if finally the woman was beginning to realize she didn't have to hide so much. "Be honest with me. How long were you standing there before you got my attention?"

Bright answered without hesitation. "About a minute and a half, and that was my second attempt."

Havock narrowed her eyes momentarily before sighing. "Do you trust me?" She asked her voice as serious as Bright had ever heard it before.

The red head turned to look at her squad leader. She knew the other woman wouldn't be too put off if she didn't answer right away. It was something Bright had come to instinctively know about Havock. Besides the fact that she had asked Bright to be honest with her. Bright had to admit that in this squad she was probably one of the most honest out right. She looked inside for a moment recounting everything she'd been through with the RAIDERS. She did trust Havock, with not only her life but with her secrets and her fears and deepest desires. She'd never known anyone like her before and wasn't likely to again. Even the fact that it didn't really bother her about Havock using her name had said that she trusted the woman to use the name with respect, as much for Bright as for the woman who had bestowed it upon her.

Bright looked Havock steadily in the eyes. "I trust you, Havock. With my life sure, I always have. But since you want me to be honest. I trust you with my secrets, my fears and my hopes. I also know that you aren't likely to betray that trust."

Havock smiled slightly, just a quick upward pull of the corner of her mouth. Bright pretended not to notice as she let out a long breath. "Well..." Havock said clearing her throat. "Lets have a look at that shall we."

Bright handed over her datapad thinking. Slowly, very slowly she said, "Hav, I hope you can trust me as well. One day." Needing some air, Bright left her squad leader two things to think about. The information she'd come across and the friendship she was offering. Stepping into the cooler forever night air of Nivek, Bright closed her eyes for a moment to think. It had been a long time since she had trusted anyone enough to let them use her given name. In fact only a short time ago she'd been ready to deck Skarr for having used it. She knew Havock would not use it as freely or as carelessly as most people used names. Bright knew because she and Havock had some things in common. At least as far as names were concerned.

A light in the corner of her eye made Bright look up. A ship, she was sure of it, had just entered the atmosphere of Nivek. And she would bet her eye teeth that it was a New Republic shuttle. "Havock, a ship just entered the atmosphere." She said into her comm.
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  RE: The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
June 27, 2010 12:31:40 AM    View the profile of Skarr 
Skarr sat on a fallen tree, watching the forest. Or at least, that's what he wanted the squad to think. He had snuck out of the ship to come outside and think. He had an excuse handy if anyone caught him. He was just keeping watch. They didn't need to know that he was thinking.

Skarr sighed. Since he had been here RAIDERS had changed members many times and it left Skarr in a state of unfamiliarity. It didn't help that everyone seemed to know each other either. These guys had lived together, worked together, and fought together. These guys were friends and they knew each others' histories.

  Names are powerful things, his mentor's voice rang in his head. Skarr knew that, it was why he had chosen to decline a callsign. When the recrutier warned him about the dangers of using one's real name, Skarr had waved him off. He hadn't mentioned that Skarr had no family to kill. In fact, no one knew that he had no family. He hadn't told anyone.

Skarr's thoughts were interupted by a pinprick of light in the sky. It wasn't a star or even a meteor. He faintly heard Bright's voice over the comm. Skarr stood and walked over to Bright, who stood outside of the crashed ship.

"What are you doing out here?" Bright snapped. Skarr pointed to the fallen tree.

"Keeping watch," Skarr replied, "Another ship?"

Bright nodded, "I bet it's New Republic." Skarr saw sense in that.

"Well, I hope they don't know about us. Seems strange that a ship lands on the planet a few hours after us." Skarr said.

"Amen to that," Bright said.
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June 28, 2010 9:53:39 AM    View the profile of Karash 
“I can’t do anything else... there is not enough time... I can’t...” Karash whispered as everybody ran around trying desperately to escape.

“Come on Karash, we need to move!” Havock bellowed whilst trying to keep the fire off the medic and injured trooper.

Every single possibility raced through his mind and all that was left, was the one solution he did not want. How could not do that? He would be court-martialled not to mention what Havock and the rest of the RAIDERS would do to him when they learned the truth. Karash could not delay any longer, either he had to get the trooper to be moved and die as a member of the Vast Empire or die here. If he was moved he would slow everyone else down and get them all killed, there was only one choice.

“I am sorry Grahim.” Karash whispered as he pushed the syringe into the dying Gungans arm. “He is dead.”

Karash had to stop himself from weeping as he walked back into the darkness with the Gungan’s face, burning in his eyes.

“Karash! Karash...


~~~~~~

...Karash! Come on, outside.” Havock shouted at the medic, who was leaning up against a wall of the ship dreaming about events of the past.

Karash walked out of the ship into the darkness, where the squad had assembled their selves to listen to Havock’s new orders. The glow of that other NR transport still lit up the dark, just looking at it caused Karash to shiver, it was not fear of the enemy, it was something far deeper and terrifying. The ship was not the only bright thing in the darkness, the eyes of the shadowmen glared in anticipation of what the troopers were going to do next, their alliance seemed to be an uneasy one.

“Well it is as I suspected, the heap of junk could not be repaired. The wiring is corrupted or something, I did not look properly but it’s not gonna work any time soon.” Havock did not seem any happier than before but at least now she was distracted.

“What about the datapad?” Bright interrupted before Havock could let her mind sway to other things.

“Oh yea, that was corrupted too. All it had on it was the profiles of our bright eyed friends and scattered information about why they were here.” Havock paused and shot a scowl at Karash who was rolling his eyes. “They were here to discover the planets usefulness to them but that is all we know for now.”

“What about the new ship” Skarr spoke in reference to the recently landed ship.

“Nothing we can do yet, we will just have to wait for them to find us.” Havock was once again interrupted.

“Oh well then we should be fine.” Karash remarked sarcastically.

“Now we are just gonna keep moving. The shadow guys should help to deter any potential problems.” Havock handed over to her ASL and moved towards Karash.

“How can I help? Didn’t twist your ankle up there did you?” Karash was trying to dodge what he knew was coming.

“Are you alright, in there you seemed to be...” She did not get to finish.

“That, ma’am, is something you should be asking yourself.” He seemed to be more effective with his deflection that time.

“I am fine; don’t know what you’re talking about.” Havock looked sheepish, nodded and went to the front to lead the squad.”

Karash took his position and began to march with the rest of the squad into the darkness once again. Who was to know what ghosts were waiting in there for him but something inside told him to get ready because this ghost would be the most life like he would ever see...

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June 29, 2010 6:14:51 PM    View the profile of Havock 
What's in a name anyways? Jed's voice echoed through the squad leaders brain. The two of them didn't argue often, but every time they did Jed would inevitably call her Ayme and get an angry and sometimes violent response from the young girl. Jed was the closest thing she ever knew to a father, and even when he said her name shivers ran down her spine and sent her punching the air around her.

She knew why to a certain extent. Jaenna being able to call her Ayme, through her for a loop for all of about five seconds, then she just went with it. What it was about Jae she probably would never figure out, she really didn't care anymore. Everything that had been going on made it seem just silly to care what people called her. It was funny though she thought for sure Bright would punch her for using her given name, but instead she had gained a friend, without even trying. It was time to start paying more attention to what was going on around her, rather than worrying about things she had no control over what-so-ever.

They walked in the darkness for what seemed like forever. Knowing the shadowmen were now with them made everyone less jumpy, the fact that they were literally surrounded by nearly invisible little men she was sure would be giving her nightmares.

Something just off the path caught her eye, she raised her hand and motioned for the squad to stop. She silently pointed to Skarr to look in the direction she was looking then gave a signal to Decembrist to hold their position while she and Skarr went to check out the foreign object in the forest.

She couldn't tell what it was at first, but as the two troopers approached the shape of a large building in extreme disrepair appeared. The state of the walls and what was left of windows made it clear that the building had been built many years before the NR transport had landed on Nivek. In fact they probably found an abandoned structure as well.

The two of them crept up to the one story building and kept clear of any windows just in case it held anyone who may or may not be happy to have visitors. If Shadowmen were in the building she had to rely on her new friends to quickly respond and get the 'friendly don't shoot' message to them. She clicked her comlink twice so that the others would approach as her and Skarr made their way around the building to one of the large double doors that made the entrance. Above what was left of the one door that was still in place was a sign, 'K-32-4 W_apo_s Fa_tor_'.

"Weapons Factory?" Skarr whispered in disbelief. "What the hell, Hav?"

A scuffling noise could be heard just inside the door, she quickly grabbed Skarr by the shoulders and shoved him to the ground with her. "Umm Havock?"

She looked oddly at the Lance Corporal, then rolled her eyes. "Oh grow up, Skarr."

Something slid across the floor and Havock could see Decembrist and the others take positions around the side of the building nearest to the path. Havock crept low along the ruined wall until she reached the opening. With a final nod to Skarr to make sure he was ready the two troopers burst through the door and came face to face with a very expensive looking blaster rifle.

Havock's senses kicked in and she didn't even look at the modified clone armor or the modified helmet, she saw them but her brain didn't register at first. No body moved for several minutes, then the person they found muttered something and unclicked his helmet to reveal a very familiar looking gungan with only half an ear on one side.

"Havvie? Havvie its yousa!"

Skarr shrugged and slowly started to lower his rifle. Havock didn't move, she was the only one left in the room with her rifle raised. When she finally found the words to speak her voice was a growl. "Do not lower your weapon, lance corporal. Now who in the hell are you, and why in the hell do you look like Grahim?"


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GRAHIM LIVES! So yea, you all should be able to see that its a gungan and I figure you are looking in from a window or following Skarr and I in the front entrance. Once you get over the fact that yanno Grahim is alive, especially if you were there when he died, this is a very old abandoned weapons manufacturing factory, its VERY big but only one story, feel free to explore the grounds and see what you can find.
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June 29, 2010 7:39:22 PM    View the profile of Skarr 
Skarr looked behind him and seen that Mai had crept up during the small encounter. He stared at the Gungan in confusion for awhile. He didn't know who this was, but he was sure everyone else did. He looked over to the rusting doors of the factory.

"I'm going to go check it out," Skarr said.

"Yeah...sure," Havock said, her voice distant. Skarr pried open the doors to where he could fit through. The inside was huge. Skarr's jaw dropped at the machinery. The factory had seen battle. Heaps of broken droids littered the floor. They had been sliced clean. Skarr had only read of one weapon that could do that.

He investigated the machinery further and confirmed the type of weapons it had been creating. They were droid arms with heavy blasters fused to them.

"It's a Separatist factory," Skarr realized.

"How do you know?" Mai asked from beside Skarr. He jumped in surprise and nearly shot her with his blaster rifle. It took him a moment to regain his breath.

"They were manufacturing droid arms. I own a few of the B-2 Super Battle Droids." Skarr explained. Mai nodded and knelt to examine the droids on the floor.

"What is this?" she asked indicating the area where the droid was cut in half.

Skarr knelt beside her and picked up a half of the droid. "It's a lightsaber cut. I've read that it leaves only the cleanest cut." Mai nodded and her ears perked up.

"A lightsaber, huh?" RK asked. Skarr jumped again and cursed as his gun nearly went off again. Mai was making a weird sound that Skarr could only guess was her laugh.

"Yeah," Skarr answered. "This factory was around during the Clone Wars, so that means it's possible Jedi could've been sent to take it out. What are you doing here?"

RK shrugged, "Didn't want to spoil a sappy reunion." Skarr chuckled and the three spread out. Something suddenly occured to Skarr.

"Hey guys, does it strike you as odd that that Gungan was wearing New Republic livery?" Skarr asked. Mai's slitted pupils widened.

"Oh shi-" RK began to say, but was cut off by a laser blast that struck the floor near him. Skarr turned towards the source and fell as a blast hit him in the leg.

"We have contact," Skarr yelled into his comm, "We have made contact and I'm hit!" He rolled over to a piece of machinery and used it for cover as he fired at who he could only guess was NR troops.

Mai was quick, she was under cover and firing, he was sure, before he had even hit the ground. RK crouched behind a large conveyor belt and began firing. Skarr spotted a NR troop and he was happy that was who it was. For a moment, he was afraid it was the Shadowmen.

He dropped the New Republic soldier with a well placed shot and sighed, looking down at his leg.

Why do I always get into this kind of mess?
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June 30, 2010 11:58:02 AM    View the profile of Grahim 
“Because mesa is Grahim.” Grahim said with an angry tone. “Why did yousa leave mesa?”

“Because we thought you were dead and Karash put such a high dosage of meds in you, so you should be dead.” Havock answered with the same angry tone. “And why the frak are you coming here in a NR shuttle?”

“Because deysa had intel on disa mission before yousa left and deysa wanted disa squad... Dead.”

“So you're here to kill us then?” Havock said and raised her weapon again.

“Mesa isa innocent on datsa part. Mesa just wanted to know why yousa abandoned me. But demsa who traveled with mesa wanted you dead.”

“Did you let them go? Are they after us?”

“No daysa is dead. Daysa died after wesa left the atmosphere of daysa's base of operations.”

“Do you which planet it is?”

“No, but it should be in de navicomputer.”

“I will send someone to retrieve that inform...” She was cut of by the sound of blaster fire. “Later. Grahim come on then but I will keep my eyes on you. If you do anything suspicious I will put you down my self and I will make sure it's done correctly this time.”

“Yousa stressed about something? How isa it between yousa and Senior Sergeant Caldwin?”

“You don't have the right to ask those questions. You go first. If you are an NR Assassin I don't want you behind my back.”

“Yousa know mesa has been wondering if mesa should shoot Karash. Had himsa in scope a few times.” Grahim said as he ran. Grahim knew that one slip up would cost him his life but one thing he didn't know how to handle was Karash. Grahim didn't want to think about it right now either. Right now the most important thing was to go into the factory and see what made all the stirr.
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June 30, 2010 8:45:47 PM    View the profile of Mai 
“Mai, watch your six!”

RK’s warning came seconds before a trail of laser fire pinged about her head from above and behind her. Mai cast herself sidewards without hesitation, spinning about gracefully midair to fire blindly back at her attacker. Two human shadows on a ramp at the second level of the factory pulled back and away from the railing to prevent being hit by her wild laser storm and became targets themselves as Mai’s comrades pinned their location. RK’s shot took one of the men in the shoulder, sending him toppling over the safety rail and towards the unforgiving ground a dozen meters below him. The man’s scream was cut off as he slammed head first into the surface, his neck giving way with an audible crack as blood cascaded up in red shower to cover his abruptly still form. Skarr managed to hit the second trooper in the gut, dropping him to the ground like a stone.

Mai was up and on her feet in seconds, using one hand to propel herself up and over the railing that blocked ramp access from ground level. She sprinted up the shaky structure and came to a halt above the stricken soldier just as he rolled towards his discarded rifle. With a soft growl in the base of her throat she swung the barrel of her rifle about to line up with the trooper’s face, “I wouldn’t do that if I was you.”

“Report!” Havock’s voice was audible as the Raiders SL stormed into the confines of the factory.

“NR,” Skarr managed to answer, the sound grating through his gritted teeth, “I’m hit.”

“Karash!” Havock’s tone took on a concerned aspect, “Get over here!”

Mai ignored the other members of her squad and prodded the downed trooper in his wounded stomach with one booted foot. The man cried out in pure agony, his face contorting as he sought to cease the sound breaking free from of his lips.

“Who are you?” Mai hissed at the man, slamming him unmercifully in his wound again to reinforce her question, “Why did you attack us?”

The man cried out again at the brutal treatment, rolling into a ball in a pathetic attempt to protect himself. With another growl of frustration Mai dropped into a crouch and pulled the man’s face up towards her, letting her claws slide free of their sheaths as she did so. The man’s vision cleared momentarily as he perceived the wicked talons now resting on either side of his face.

“I can make death a long and terrible process for you,” Mai snarled at the human, “Or I can aid your passing. It is your choice.”

The soldier pulled in a series of shaky breaths as he regarded her, before he eventually opened his mouth to answer, “We thought...we thought you were security, come to end things.”

“Security?” Mai pulled the man closer, eliciting a gasp of pain, “From where?”

The soldier’s mouth twisted into a smile to reveal bloodied teeth, “From our base of course,” He let out a bark of laughter, the sound dying as he was racked with a new wave of pain, “The Shadowmen didn’t finish the job so we assumed they’d come to rid themselves of us.”

Mai’s golden eyes widened slightly as she perceived the man’s meaning, “You are not New Republic soldiers?” She traced the soldier’s uniform with a suddenly disconcerting gaze, noting for the first time that it was void of any badges of identification or rank, “Outcasts?”

“Criminals,” The soldier laughed again, seemingly unaware that the movement caused a stream of blood to spatter from his mouth to join the ever growing pool about his body, “I struck a superior officer. What a bastard hey?”

The wounded man continued to laugh, his eyes rolling back into his head as his body convulsed violently. Mai let him go as he continued to spasm, well aware that she had gleaned all the information she could from the dying man. Nonetheless she remained for the final few seconds as the soldier finally pulled in his last breath...and then died.

“Mai?” RK was coming up the ramp before her, his rifle at ready. He paused at her side and glanced down at the corpse, “Did he say anything?”

Mai came to her feet in a single movement and looked out over the railing to where the rest of the Raiders were grouped about Skarr below. She sought out Havock and locked gazes with the SL,

“They were alone. Criminals from an nearby camp. They deduced that we were their former colleagues coming to kill them.”

“Only the three?” Dec called back to them, his eyes still searching the shadowy corners of the factory.

“All are dead,” Mai responded calmly.

Havock wiped a hand across her face as she absorbed the news before waving at the two Raiders, “Get down from there will you? We need to keep moving.”

Mai complied, her gaze narrowing as she considered the dying soldier’s words. He had come from a camp, a notable one gathering that they had bothered to reprimand him so severely for such a small fault. Despite the strange perma-black planet they found themselves on and the presence of the elusive Shadowmen, they were hunting the same enemy, and had been from the start.

New Republic. Her favorite fare.
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July 2, 2010 9:14:29 AM    View the profile of Karash 
“Why did yousa leave mesa?” That voice burned in Karash’s ears like a thousand exploding suns.

‘No... No... That is just impossible!’ The voice continued to whir around in his mind like some uncontrollable force had just possessed him, no matter what he did it would not go away. It just seemed to keep going, louder and louder, fast and faster, that voice would not stop; it was screaming inside his head, it felt like any minute his head would explode. Then silence. Everything was gone, no noise, no pain, just a feeling of relief and calm seemed to wash over Karash.

‘You must be dead; there is no other explanation for it. How else could everything feel this peaceful? Though I must say it is a complete disappointment, no angelic figures or fire but then again what did you expect? It must have really been Grahim and he shot me, I heard some gun fire. Imagine that, killed by a damned Gungan not exactly the most heroic death. I suppose you deserved it though, after all you did give him a lethal dose of whatever it was. But then again it could not have been lethal as he was just talking to Hav.’

“Karash” The SL’s voice appeared from nowhere.
 
‘Why does that blasted woman Hav interrupted every part of my life. I suppose she died as well and has come to annoy me even in death. Either that or....’


With that last thought Karash was brought back to reality and staring up, blurry eyed, at Havock who was leaning over him. From her expression Karash could guess that she was more concerned than angry, so he would have to think of something quickly while that mood lasted.

“So it was just a figure of my imagination?” Karash asked with a look of desperation on his face.

“What are you talking about? You mean...” Havock was about to speak in reference to the Gungan but she was cut off.

There were more gunshots in the back ground and Karash cowered, thinking it was the amphibian trying to get his revenge. A few seconds later he looked back up to find darkness again and Havock gone, though it did not last long.

“Karash! Get over here!” Once again Hav’s concerned tone rang out.

The medic reluctantly got to his feet and began to make his way over to the emergency, looking over his shoulder in case a one eared figure should try and attack him. When he reached his destination he was confronted with one of the squad members on the floor holding their leg.

“Alright then, who is it?” Karash asked sarcastically.

“Skarr, he’s been shot in the leg but it does not seem to bad.” Somebody spoke, Karash wasn’t paying attention to who.

Looking down at the wound it did not seem too serious, just a flesh wound by all accounts; it was lucky not to be serious as Karash was not in the right frame of mind to deal with anything serious.

“Keep that bacta pad on it, don’t touch it and see a doctor when we get back.” Karash stood and faced Havock who was getting ready to speak.

“But what...” Skarr tried to speak.

“You are fine; it will just sting a bit. Now get up.” Little sympathy was found in his voice but Karash was in no mood for it.

“We need to keep moving.” Havock spoke and squad did as she asked.

‘It must have just been a delusion’ Karash thought with reference to hearing Grahim’s voice earlier. But it was not a delusion; Grahim was standing not too far from away from him. Karash’s warped mind was once again playing tricks on him; it’s just that this time getting better would not be the best thing to happen.
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I realise that this post is of a pretty poor quality but that's all I can do at the moment. In terms of the Karash-Grahim thing, Karash is blocking him out completely. So if any of you talk about it Karash can not hear or see Grahim, for the moment at least.
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  RE: The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
July 2, 2010 2:58:52 PM    View the profile of Decembrist 
Havock must have been out of her mind with the departure of Sgt. Caldwell to produce the decision that she did. V was one of the more experienced members of the Squad and he had quite a lucky streak going, but those were hardly any grounds for some sort of huge promotion. On top of the lackluster reasoning, V had just returned from his latest stint in prison. Constantly going in and out of jail is hardly the proper sort of behavior for a leader to display.

“Only the three?” Decembrist glanced around the perimeter following the firefight. This place had a weird way of heightening tension, even moreso than the regular tension combat brings. Dec was sure he wasn’t the only one who didn’t want his thoughts and focus interrupted right now.

Even so, V thought that he must’ve been out of his mind for accepting the position; more so than usual and definitely more than Katash. Or perhaps this was a step towards sanity? With Caldwell and Aeos gone there was certainly less stress put on himself by the politics of the group. Of course, with StarFruit gone V’s only superior would be leaning on him more and more.

But… Aeos. This would be the first time that she was absent from him in his service. Vasili wasn’t the sentimental type. No way. That woman just brought a certain stability. She was a focus for him and his mindset but now she was gone. Perhaps she was the reason V took the position. He was losing his focus on what was important to him. Because of Aeos, the stupid girl who left him with this bunch of losers.

Mai caught on to this loss of focus and was projecting a very hostile attitude towards V. The feline, who had inched her way towards him from the balcony, was much more of a hunter than the newly appointed ASL was. The Cathar never really invested much trust in him and he had a suspicion that she had come to point because she wanted to personally oversee the group’s (or rather more aptly, her own) protection.

He was edgy. He needed a smoke. Or a drink. His mind drifted back to Aeos.

“I know you humans are distracted by your silly emotions,” Mai said locally and quietly through her special mask, avoiding the ears of the others over the squad frequency, “but the others have the decency to do so at the back. You will get us all killed if you don’t pay attention.” She referred to his hesitance to partake in the fight.

Vasili glanced over through his helmet at Mai, she must’ve noticed the subtle head movement. “Well, you can stay right here by me, then,” he made a joke but it was dry, perhaps the Cathar, with her other than human social skills, wouldn’t pick up on it. Maybe she didn’t even know what a pickup line was. Maybe she would identify it and figure out just how despicable V was, hitting on anything that remotely had a human female’s physiology.

A shift in movement behind Vasili saved him from discovering the result of the reckoning. Mai, catching on to it, drew her pistol and fired a single shot. The poor sap who had just survived a 12 foot fall would not survive a shot to the chest.

Nearby Karash was moving quickly to stop the bleeding of Skarr’s injured leg and the rest of the Squad (Havock, RK, Bright, and now Grahim) was having a local conference that V wanted no part in at the moment, preferring to focus his attention on making sure they were actually alone rather than sentimentality. He was distracted by the graze on Skarr though; it looked nasty having torn through the plastic armor and the side of the young trooper’s thigh. The medic was meticulously picking out melted armor that was caught in the wound; the sound of Skarr’s wincing over the comm. every time he did so.

Seeing the bodies and blaster scores strewn about convinced Dec that perhaps he wasn’t in the right mind at the moment. It had been a while since he had shot anyone. Maybe he wasn’t sharp. At any rate: Mai was right. Even though V knew he wouldn’t be shot, he had an inkling that this time he would get others hurt.
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July 3, 2010 12:12:01 AM    View the profile of Skarr 
Skarr winced again as Karash picked out another plastoid fragment from his leg. This sucks, he thought. He looked around to be sure where the rest of the squad was. They were all inside the warehouse still, waiting for Havock to pick what the squad's next move was.

"How is it doc?" Skarr asked jovially.

Karash looked up from Skarr's leg and shrugged, "It'll be good for now, but be careful not to put too much pressure on it. You're going to need to see an actual doctor though once we get back." Karash's voice was devoid of any emotion. He helped Skarr stand and Skarr let out a little huff.

His leg hurt, but Skarr figured it could've been worse. Karash could've been picking fragments out of his head. Skarr limped over to one of the machines that had been making one of the weapons and looked over it. He didn't feel like talking to anyone. Skarr watched Karash walk away from the small squad meeting that was taking place. Decem and Mai stood back from the meeting as well.

Skarr's eyes fell on Grahim. The Gungan certainly had a history with these people. He had read the reports, how Grahim had been killed just before Skarr came to RAIDERS. Now it seemed the Gungan was back from the dead. And it had broken RAIDERS a little more. Skarr could see it. The team was falling apart. Each member seemed unfocused and contemplative. Even Skarr himself felt unfocused.

Skarr limped over to the small meeting that was still taking place. "We've got to get moving. Havock, I wish to speak with you." Havock nodded, a look of curiousity on her face. Havock followed Skarr outside of the factory.

"Permission to be candid, Havock?" Skarr asked. What he was about to say may get him into a lot of trouble. Havock thought for a moment and then nodded slowly.

Skarr took a deep breath. This might hurt, he thought. "You need to pull yourself together."

"What!?" Havock growled.

"Hear me out," Skarr said, "The squad's falling apart and I think it's because you're falling apart." Havock wore a look of anger on her face, but she didn't turn to walk away.

"I'm only saying this because those people in there, including me, fight for you. We respect you. We need you Havock. You have to lead us. The others can't at the moment. You've seen it. No one is in their right mind at the moment." Skarr explained.

Havock was about to say something, but she looked like she decided against it and turned away from him. Skarr bowed his head and went back into the warehouse. If she was who Skarr thought she was, she would need time to think.

And then, well let's say Skarr's leg wouldn't be his only injury.
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  RE: The Night Shift (RAIDERS)
July 3, 2010 2:55:11 PM    View the profile of Aeos 

“I trust you’re stint in Iron Horse went down well?”
The Colonel sat down and gestured for Aeos to do the same in a seat much less comfortable than his own leather chair. The young Sergeant Major stiffened the expression of displeasure out of her face.

“Colonel, please. This is not a social call. What is the briefing?”  She asked almost brusquely. 

She had sharp suspicion as to what the Colonel required.  She had a handy habit of keeping her ear to the ground with the other one to the air.  Epic and possibly traumatic briefings had a manner of arriving via subtle stalking through medical records, death certificates and then the occasional sharp eye of an unnamed doctor who reports various inconsistencies to superiors who then toss it to the side and only when they are in desperate search for some exciting paperwork do they dash to their filing cabinets.

Colonel Yslin was no different. He was a man steeping into his late forties and already paralyzed to a desk job on Tadath. He was a twilek’ of average height thought slightly stout. He kept his lekku arranged neatly on his shoulders and around his neck while the skin visible such as his hands, his face and lekku complimented his dark navy uniform in deep red tint.  He had sharp eyes and even sharper mind which had very little patience for stupidity and dawdling. 

He regarded the Sergeant Major in front of him sternly. She had advanced through the ranks fairly fast but he supposed it could have been attributed to what species she represented. At times he resented the slight distaste of bitterness with which the Empire continued to treat none-humans even if these individuals had more merit and caliber.

He tossed the hard copy of the briefing to her and allowed her a minute of silence to absorb the information and calculate the expectations and possible risks. He noticed her light skin paling as she continued to read down the paper. 

“Why me?” she asked with a frown shadowing the disturbance in her eyes looking up at his face again.

“You have a history of multiple squad transfers, one which happened to cross into Raider Squad. You’re one of the few veterans we can afford into this type of briefing who are also familiar with the individuals contained in this briefing.”

She leaned back into her chair and for a moment she broke her posture of formality with a reluctant sigh.

Kriffin Sith. What a mess. She thought.

“I take you haven’t been sent on this type of thing before. “The Colonel stated. 

She suppressed the urge to glare at the twillek. He knew her file inside out as was his job to know such things. No use feigning ignorance about her service record. Bastard. 

“Don’t insult me with sensitivity Colonel. Consider this mission my top priority. “  Aeos replied stiffly.

Yslin nodded his head in appreciation at her.

“That is good to hear. We need to deal with this type of behavior as clinical and speedily as possible. I trust you will not disappoint. Dismissed.”



That had been a couple of months ago.
“More tea Miss?” a cheery and electronic voice inquired.
Aeos bit back the sigh of frustration at the droid’s programmed inclination for happy thoughts. As much as she had tried or rather looked, she didn’t know how to modify the droid’s coding and preprogrammed circuits.

She leaned back into her chair and ignored the stiff freshness with which it creaked. She had literally bought this ship two days prior to receiving her brief. It was a bit large for one individual to cruise with but she had to take the necessary calculations depending on the outcome of this mission.  The YV-100 was a too bulky to her taste, but the sleek and expensive designs she favored so much however, was a disgrace to subtlety.

“Activate profiles at hard copy size.” She ordered the ship computer while taking some tea from the droid next to her. She despised droids to be honest, but right now they managed to play the part for the second crew member she had required to steer the ship. 

“Profiles activated.” a smooth neutral male voice announced.

The space in front of her exploded into a world of blue three-dimensionality as the computer managed the circuitry from various angles to produce a three dimensional electronic sculpture of the current Raiders Roster across the small oval flat space kept open in between all the controls.  She had had it installed when she placed the order. A holographic table and A.I programming into the ship’s circuitry.

Her eyes focused on the unfamiliar faces first. Not for the first time was she studying and memorizing their files.

Lance Corporal Mai had caught her attention first. A Catharn feline female who for some reason hung around in an organization which still held very little respect towards none-humane entities.  This intrigued Aeos.  Per rule she was only familiar with the Catharn race as a warrior clan.  And in her book there was a huge difference in the definition between a warrior and a soldier.  She could count on this ‘Mai’ to be a possible risk factor in her mission. She couldn’t count on her loyalty to the Empire. Not from a warrior.

Senior Sergeant RK she had never met before either. He was connected with various individuals whom Aeos to an extent considered close companions which much to her horror strangely stressed his involvement for her. 

Lance Corporal Skarr had trained under her hands. He was a willing lad who was eager to please and serve and who also had the early ability to contemplate and differentiate subtleties from one another but he still lacked the experience to deal with them. 

Senior Sergeant Brightstar. Aeos swore loudly and shamelessly. She didn’t want to Bright to get involved in this mess either. Brightstar was her comrade. She was reluctant to define the trooper as her friend but regardless of her rule to disregard attachments among the ranks, Brightstar was by definition a friend for her.  She couldn’t afford this attachment right now.


Senior Sergeant Decembrist. She quirked a soft smile of affection and snorted again reading his name in the ASL slot. What a laugh. They haven’t seen one another in months. She was curious to see how much have changed. Despite being a thorn in her side the majority of the time, Decembrist was a guy she had come to accept into her life as a friend. Someone she could trust beyond measure. An annoying brother almost. Whatever fear she held for the rest of the squad, she doubted Decembrist would get scratched even. That man had a manner of evasive action faster than a TIE. He would get himself out of the mess she was about create.  She couldn’t afford however, to think about the possible strain it might place on their friendship.

Lance Corporal Grahim though not officially logged on the Raiders Roster but definitely considered alive and active contrary to what Corporal Karash had reported. This is where the mess began.

For the sheer fact that the Empire considered itself to be an thorough organization and also for the want of death statistics and whatnot had sent for medical analysts to retrieve the gungan’s body. Information in this species within the Empire was rare due to the lack of their presence. The Empire didn’t much care for who they kept alive just how much is kept alive is what counted. For the possibility that in the near future there was an influx of gungans recruits, they considered it priority to establish and calculate damages, statistical risks and whatnot with those who had fallen to try and minimize potential deaths. Twilleks, wookies and even Cathar had this policy. Of course concerning the human race, they had everything they needed to know already.

They had sent for his body only to have found it had disappeared. INTEL immediately launcged an investigation and officially confirmed Lance Corporal Grahim to be alive though his exact whereabouts had been unknown to them and Aeos.

Corporal Karash, the on-scene medical expert at the time of his ‘death’ told his superiors a blatant lie.  And Sergeant Major Havock failed to recognize the medic’s failure. Investigation into her current personal life suggested the woman to be unfit of leading the squad if she could stare so blindly into Corporal Karash’s deficiencies and failing to deal with her personal life which is placing her squad at risk due to her own lack of concentration. 

Or so the report babbled on.

Aeos frowned and turned her head away from the holographic images of the squad to the view port where stars were streaking by in horizontal lines of blind speed.  She was sent on this mission specifically due to her familiarity with the squad. But Aeos knew a lot more than Command or even INTEL knew.  Squads, as loyal as they were in whichever Army or Organization they served remained loyal to one another as well. Secrets were kept inside a squad to protect one another as long as such secret did not undermine the functionality of the squad and its survival.  And each trooper had the wisdom to know what was to be kept quiet and to him or herself and what could they risk to share. 

Or so was her experience. Aeos wondered whether Command understood such relationships now.  Perhaps a few decades ago they might have understood, but one forgets. She forgot until this came up.

It was her choice to forget. But she knew more about this situation than she should. Concerning Havock she knew more than she wanted to know which terrified her. Biological interference did that to one’s system.

Up until four or five months ago, Aeos had been happy to know that she was by herself. Adventure and trauma however soon interrupted this though stringing together three individual women together as biological sisters.  She had come to terms with it in her own way. Acknowledging the biological connection was something she had to do. That however did not mean she was obliged to the emotional detail of said attachment. She suspected however that Havock had a different expectation from her.

Life was about managing and balancing perceptions to expectations. She chose to keep everything as far as possible away from which effectively nullified her obligations and responsibilities.  Havock was making this pretty shitty right now. And now this mess.

She tossed the half-empty cup of tea to the side. The cup clanked around failing to break and give that shattering satisfaction every woman craved to hear when tossing around domestic houseware when dealing with domestic dispute. Good thing she ordered for plastoid ware.

“Hi Havock. Karash. And Grahim assuming you’re there and haven’t done something stupid yet. I’m hear to escort you back to Tadath for Court Hearings. There is a whole stack of papers summarizing what laws you have breached but I can sum it up pretty quick. Deep shit guys. So come along.”

Aeos sighed and shook her head. That wasn’t how she imagined it would go down.

“You’ve breached some Imperial shit there Karash. Havock you are his responsible superior who failed him being too caught up in your own shit. Grahim, you were AWOL. Lets go. Hands where I can seem them.” She said again in a sing-song voice.

She shook her head again.

The droid next to her whizzed his head at her with almost humane perplexity.

“That was excellent Madam. Would you like me to clap?”

“Screw this. I’m going to sleep.” She mumbled insanely suppressing the urge to dismantle her droid.

It was still another six hours till she landed Nivek.

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July 3, 2010 8:39:16 PM    View the profile of Havock 
Cracks. Skarr was right, there were cracks in the foundations around her. None of them had been mentally ready for a typical mission, this was so far from that it made her cringe. She found out less than an hour before they took off that Jaenna got the transfer and she reacted wrong, she knew that now. It was time to find a way to deal with all this. Havock slowly turned back to look at the squad. They were gathered in a clump near where the shots had rang out, except for Karash who looked...lost.

The group slowly started to half-heartedly search the rest of the pitch black facility. What were they looking for? She hadn't a clue. The reality of the situation had started to sink in and Havock was slowly realizing that she had them searching because she herself was searching. There were so many questions in the young squad leaders head it felt like a loud speaker was blaring in her cranium. She couldn't concentrate and hell if she knew how to shut them up.

Grahim mingled with the others and her eyes narrowed. She saw the gungan and he had no discernible pulse, so how in the hell was he standing there. The fact that he appeared not from orders on high but because he had been found by NR goons and tricked them into believing he would assassinate the squad. She wasn't sure what made her more uneasy the fact that she couldn't trust him completely or the fact that the NR knew where they were.

Brightstar seemed happy to see Grahim. Why shouldn't she be? Their friend was back from the dead. Why couldn't she be happy about that? Bright had taken it upon herself to be Havock's confidant, she supposed that wasn't such a bad thing. Of course Ayme had to wonder if the red head knew just how much she was getting herself into.

Havock took a few steps forward and looked at the hapless men that had attacked them. She couldn't blame them, she would have done the same thing when faced with the odds they were given. Yet again she had to ask herself about their 'escorts' invisible in the woods around her. How useful were they really? Now, she supposed, their relationship was defined. The shadowmen would not attack them, nor were they going to help trespassers on their soil complete their job it would seem.

As she knelt there near the metallic smelling floor, a noise outside caught her attention. Havock snapped her head to the entryway to try to identify what was moving around in the darkness. Slowly she rose while pulling out her DT-57 pistol. The others were too far away, and she knew if she yelled or even motioned she could lose any element of surprise she may have.

Havock twisted, pistol first towards the outside and came face to face with the barrel of another imperial blaster.

RK glanced over and noticed Havock with her blaster drawn towards the door. He gently whaped Vasili in the arm and earned a string of curse words in response. “Sir, look.”

“I am going to shove this rifle up your...oh shit what now? Look alive we've got something people.”

The group immediately fell into formation and got to work. This was automatic, this was what they were trained to do and anyone that was watching could see a group of dysfunctional parts suddenly clank into place to get the job done. They all took up a position behind Havock waiting for her to make a call, but she stayed oddly quiet.

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If steam could come from her ears, it would have found a way. Havock's breath became ragged as she lost what little calm she had achieved up until that point. “You have five seconds to tell me what in the hell you are doing here.”

“Aeos?” Bright dropped her weapon from ready position until the barrel came to rest pointing at the floor.

Decembrist laughed. “Well I'll be damned, just couldn't stay away from me could ya?”

Karash was back from the group, his hand on his blaster rifle but he had never bothered to draw it. The rest of the squad slowly lowered their weapons, save Havock and Aeos. “I need Lance Corporal Grahim, Corporal Karash and you to come with me.”

Havock was confused but the anger at seeing the one person that seemed to always treat her like a child over powered her logic. “Really? That's why your here? To save us from the evil gungan.”

Aeos rolled her eyes and snapped her weapon down. “Do I need to repeat myself Sergeant Major?”

She jerked her pistol down and re-holstered it a bit harder than necessary. “Why?”

The two women were inches apart now glaring at each other through the night vision goggles they both had on. That's when she figured it out. This, this was the kind of crap she needed to stop doing on missions. Havock closed her eyes letting a forced calm wash over her. “With all due respect, we are on a mission, one which cannot lose it's squad leader, medic and...” She blinked and searched for the right word. “...gungan. So could we perhaps deal with this here?”
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July 3, 2010 10:24:18 PM    View the profile of Brightstar 
Oh Great Gods why now and for the love of all that is great in this galaxy, why HERE? Bright asked silently as she saw the two women before her come toe to toe with each other. It occurred to her vaguely that not only was this unusual but completely out of the ordinary for Aeos. She'd never once seen her stand as she stood now. Except on one occasion and that damn twi'lek had deserved it.

The Senior Sergeant narrowed her eyes as Havock and Aeos began a heated argument. From the way it was going she guessed that this had not been the first argument that they'd had. Why did they both have to be so damn stubborn? She shook her head and tightened her lips. Her jaw muscles twitched if only a fraction, but enough for anybody who noticed to see that she was upset.

Bright found it strange and inexplicably familiar to be running into Aeos like this. It hadn't been so long ago that her's and Aeos's situations had been reversed. One thing that she was counting on however was the fact that Ae was there for completely different reasons. She could see it in the woman's face. Or at least with what little detail that the night vision goggles provided. Even without being able to see Ae's face Bright could hear it in her voice as she argued with Havock.

She closed her eyes and sighed. Only a half hour earlier she had come face to face with a ghost. Or who she thought had been a ghost. Grahim had come out of nowhere. She had not been expecting it at all and she had reacted by nearly dropping her weapon. She still had problems believing the gungan was real and tangible standing only five feet behind her. She was happy of course, or was she?

Bright was just as unsure of Grahim right now as anybody. Sure she puts on a good show, but secretly she was put on edge by his appearance. She could only count two people in the squad who would be able to recognize this supremely subtle reaction from her: RK and Vasili.

And now Ae shows up. She could understand why she would want Grahim. He had been AWOL, but Karash and Havvie. What was Ae thinking. She wondered if SHE even knew what she was thinking. Bright on the other hand had always been adept at hiding her most personal feelings. At least till she was able to sort them out in her mind. And right now Havock and Aeos were not helping at all.

Ready to jump in between the two, if only because she could see it was going to come down to blows, Bright felt a strong hand on her shoulder. She looked at the hand and then up into the goggled face of Mai. The Cathar woman shook her head. Bright furrowed her brows. How had she known? Was she exuding some sort of pheromone that Mai could smell. Anger, reserved shock, annoyance, exasperation? Bright closed her eyes and shook her head to clear it. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly and waited a bit longer.

"Are you out of your krifing mind?!" That was Havock, the frustration and anger apparent in her voice and exasperation could be gleaned from her up thrown hands. Bright hadn't caught what Aeos had said to cause that reaction but she could tell that Havock's tenuous hold on her temper was fraying.

She looked at Mai again and shrugged out of her hold. She strode up to the two women and put a calming hand on each of their shoulders. She knew it was more than dangerous to do so but they had a job to do and she was tired of the constant darkness.

"If you two could please settle this quickly," She said looking at each of them. "We came here to do a job. I want to go home sometime this millennium, a resolution would be nice." Her voice was somewhat frosty but it still held her air of determination and concern for both of her friends.

It was while looking between them that she noticed something she'd never noticed before. The set of their jaws was the same. She cocked her head to the side for a moment before shrugging the similarity off. None the less she stood there trying to get a resolution as quickly as possible with as little bloodshed as possible. The two women stood there face to face still, anger evident in both of their faces.

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July 3, 2010 11:25:07 PM    View the profile of Mai 
Mai was beyond irritated.

Despite all her misgivings about signing up with a predominantly human assault force she had done so, naively believing that a sense of professionalism would stop its members from tearing into each other with the emotional vigor she had experienced in her previous occupation as a smuggler.  As a result of a few hurt feelings she had witnessed firsthand unnecessary death and bloodshed caused in the name of revenge. Additionally, she had partaken in more than a few missions designed primarily to bolster a wounded Captain’s pride, all of which ultimately ensued that someone else suffered so that an ego-maniac human could sleep easy at night.

Whilst she was not one to irk when it came down to pulling the trigger, the justification for an individual’s actions were important to her. When she had been young her clan had taught her the way of the hunter, the basic theories of which revolved around the necessity to take life to survive. The other sticking point of this belief however was that each and every member of the pride would only take what was necessary to survive and only after applying a fair amount of logic to determine exactly what was considered to be necessary. Humans, like so many of the alien races out there, fought their way to comfortable position in life and then continued to attempt to lift themselves beyond the ranks of those members of society called ‘adequate.’ This inherent trait, this constant yearning to climb the social ladder, combined with a complex and needlessly dramatic scope of emotion, made Humans one of the most dangerous species in the galaxy.

And so here she was. Right back in the midst of this perilous and emotionally ridden species despite her earlier promise to herself to maintain distance from anything that would make her path to prominence as a warrior significantly more difficult. She was furious not only as herself, for allowing herself to be in a such a position, but at the highly ranked and supposedly superior individuals currently making a mockery of themselves as they squabbled about a petty court martial a few meters away from her. She didn’t know this Aeos, nor did she particularly care who she was. All that mattered in her mind was that her squad had let their focus drift from their purpose on the planet of Nivek and become entangled in the disgustingly complex snare of their sentiments.

"If you two could please settle this quickly," Bright had inserted herself between the Raiders SL and the newly arrived woman, showing a semblance of sanity that Mai wished the majority of the squad would display, “We came here to do a job. I want to go home sometime this millennium, a resolution would be nice.”

Despite the inherent logic behind the Bright’s words, Havock and Aeos continued to eye each other off, neither willing to concede the other ground. About Mai, the rest of the squad shifted nervously, unsure as to what they should do in the face of stalled leadership.

Finally her irritation gave way to open anger. With a loud snarl, Mai broke rank and stood forward to address the trio of women,

“I’ve had enough. You stay and indulge in your petty arguments, but I came here to carry out a mission, and I’ll be damned if I let myself be distracted.” She jabbed a clawed finger in Havock’s direction, “I’ve worked enough with you to know that you’re a good warrior. And a great leader. But a leader who lets their emotions dictate their actions is useless. Useless, and dangerous.” She turned to Aeos and bared her teeth, “And you, I don’t know you, but we’re in the middle of a mission. Screw High Command, and screw your trial date. The mission always comes first.”

Without waiting to hear the response of the rest of the squad, Mai growled and span on her heel to sweep back towards the open doorway of the facility, reloading her rifle as she did so.  It was uncommon of her to speak out as she just had, in fact she could only remember doing it twice before in the entire expanse of her life. She was sure that the others would interpret her criticism as an outburst, fueled by her frustration at the situation. They would only be half right. She never spoke without a sense of purpose, no matter how inflamed she might be about certain circumstances. Either they would heed her words or they wouldn’t. It was as simple as that.

She burst back out into the forest of Nivek, her heart beat calming as she was enveloped by the gentle noises of the exotic nightlife and the familiar scent of damp soil. With a deep breath she briefly consulted her HUD, and then turned towards the objective Havock had marked prior to their investigation of the weapons facility. Her lithe limbs immediately fell into a rhythm as she glided silently through the pitch black. Before and about her the wind shifted as a pair of Shadowmen followed her progress, their yellow eyes gleaming briefly in the darkness.

Mai welcomed their company. They might have been an unknown factor in their mission, but they were hunters as she was, and it was a delight to run with such skilled predators as these.
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July 4, 2010 1:46:19 AM    View the profile of Decembrist 
Screw these dramatics, V. Don’t go blind.

Yeah, follow the kitty-cat. Definitely don’t go blind with her around.


Vasili had used the distraction of Aeos to steal a smoke break. He was very anxious to pull off his helmet and light a cigarette to ease the tension that seemed to keep building. The whole time RAIDERS had been wading through the vegetation the woman who just appeared had been on his mind. V was too caught up in the conversation going on in his head to wonder how she had made her way here. The Shadowmen certainly would’ve been following her.

But Ae’s arrival sparked a crossroads of mentality for Vasili. Now that D’Jonoc and Shyrr had expressed their opinions, the voices in his head were telling him to shape up. For some reason or another V hadn’t been himself and Mai had reminded him that he would need to be his usual detached self if the unit had any chance of solving the mystery and aiding the Shadowmen on Nivek. After all, in the interest of self preservation, it would be best to stay on the good side of the local hunters. Vasili found the idea of them being angry about RAIDERS going back on their word downright horrifying.

Yes- self interest dictated that he ignore the new arrival (just for now) and join the hunters; namely Mai and Bright. She’ll stick around, buddy. You are just too irresistible. She came all the way out here after all.

The scenery changed back to the green hues of night vision as V clipped his helmet back on, satisfied with the focus that nicotine gave. “Hate to interrupt ma’am,” attempting to compose his train of thought and trying to push Havock to the brink in hopes that she might come to some sort of realization, “but I should go make sure we don’t have an AWOL on our hands.” There wasn’t so much of a response over the comm. as there was a palpable sense of uneasiness in reply. Nobody in the squad was saying much after Mai’s tirade.

Hearing no objection, Decembrist continued on course. “Ok then… Karrax, D’Jonoc: gear up and fall in. Skarr, stick with Havock and Karash. You’re fine. Make sure they don’t get jumped by any weird monsters. If there’s a chance that this get-together is heading back to Tadath, you’re going with them.” He stepped through the group as he called their names, ensuring that they were coming with him. “Ae,” he patted her on the cheek of her helmet as he passed, “lookin’ good, sweetheart. I know it’s hard, but be gentle. Lemme know if you can’t drag these four back.”


“Mai moves awful fast,” RK commented through short breaths as the trio of troopers followed their furry friend into the jungle. Decem was easily the least fit out of the three and was having difficulty moving at the speed they were. RK was built like an athlete and Bright was almost as natural of a hunter as Mai. The cancerous lung Dec had been working on for years was taking its toll on him.

“Need a break, V?” Bright asked in all the professionalism she had when she noticed him lagging. V was slightly hurt by that.

“Just… aw, hell. Mai, are you out there?” he slowed to a jog. The other two stopped to look around. Their helmets’ locator system indicated that she was always just up ahead, but never slowing down.

“I can’t see nothin’, Dec,” RK voiced what they were thinking as they scanned the trees.

“Havock, we’re not too far from the factory but we still haven’t found Mai, keep us updated on your situation,” V spoke into the comm. As he went to sit and catch his breath something grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind his back. He took a gulp as he felt the barrel of a pistol against his throat.

“Left your helmet up ahead, huh?” he asked tenuously and rhetorically, realizing that she had outsmarted them by leaving the piece of armor with the tracking signal in it up ahead. RK and Bright spun around to see Mai, without her custom helmet, holding a gun to his throat. Her killer senses allowed her to double back and intercept them once she realized they had stopped moving.

She was growling in such a way that RK and Bright wouldn’t have been able to hear. “I won’t die here. Are you focused? Can you hit your mark?” A chorus of cackles from the forest resonated at the scene of the human being outsmarted. They obviously favored Mai’s attitude and prowess.

Decembrist considered the question. Sooner or later he would need to be able to be focused without Aeos in the picture. Might as well be now, considering they were in a place where the sun never shines and more than 100 kilometers from the exit.

“Let’s do this, guys. On to the objective.”
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July 4, 2010 9:56:55 AM    View the profile of Grahim 
During the time Grahim had been recovering from the injury he suffered, he had used his datapad to check out reports. Not that he had access to a lot of things but he could check out the squads different lineups. The funny part was that he had been listed as KIA and the reason was that “Corporal Norgath Karash injected Lance Corporal Grahim Nass Sad with an such high amount of sedatives so they became poisonous and killed Lance Corporal Grahim Nass Sad. The reason for the injection of the deadly dose of sedatives was that Lance Corporal Grahim had been badly injured by during a fire fight and because Corporal Karash was the Squad medic he chose to end Lance Corporal Nass Sad's pain”. Further down the report it stood “Lance Corporal Nass Sad's body wasn't left on the planet the only thing that had been recovered was the Stormtrooper helmet and parts of the chest part which was badly fractured. It is suspected that wild animals have ate the body”.

“Disa isa una joke.” Grahim said out loud.

“What is?” The NR General asked.

“Disa is.” Grahim said and handed over the datapad.

“Why didn't you say that you had access to their database?”

“Mesa don't, mesa could just get disa information before mesa's account were closed.” Grahim said. Deysa don't need to know dat mesa have dat access left. Mesa isn't sure if mesa should go NR nowsa or go back to de Vast Empire. Grahim thoguht as he listened to the saddened general as he complained that they had discovered that a “dead” trooper had logged into the database and fetched information.
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It wasn't enough that Havock wanted to kick his face in, now Aeos wanted to bring him in for being active even though he were reported to be KIA. Karash were just brought along for the ride because he were the one that gave the supposedly deaadly injection to Grahim. Then there were Skarr or what else his name was.

“So you are just going to leave the rest of the squad here?” Havock yelled.

“I am sure that Senior Sergeant Rustam can handle the situation.”

“Bloody hell, Aeos we already are undermanned and you want to take away more of us?”

“You are yelling at a superior.”

“And you used to be one of us. But I see now that you just swap squad to as efficient as possible. You just want higher positions, you don't really care for the people you with do you?” Before Aeos could defend herself against Havock's claims Karash went in between them to stop their arguing. But Grahim grabbed Karash and pulled him away into a separate.

“Let me go you stupid fish.”

“Frog.”

“What do you mean.”

“Mesa isa more like una frog than una fish.”

“Let me go.” Karash yelled and grabbed Grahim's leg and pulled it away so that they fell to the floor in a heap of waving arms trying to hit each other. Karash was the one who got the advantage. Karash landed a few really hard hits and it didn't help that he knew where he would hit to cause as much pain as possible. After a really hard hit towards the kidney Grahim rolled around and Karash fell to the side. Grahim rapidly gave Karash a few punches to make sure that Karash would stay on the ground until he could get the advantage. Karash were screaming insults that Grahim never thought the medic were capable to even whisper. Grahim understood that something had depressed Karash or at least stressed him.

“Why are yousa so mad?”

“Because you died. By my hands and now you have come back to haunt me.”

“Mesa isa real. Yousa left me on datsa planet. The New Republic healed mesa when The Empire left mesa for dead.”

“Do you know how hard it was for us to leave you there as we knew that you were dying?”

“Hard? Do yousa know how itsa felt to be abandoned by the people yousa fought with cared for?” Grahim said and landed a punch in Karash stomack.
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July 4, 2010 1:15:01 PM    View the profile of Aeos 
Kriffin sith. What a mess.

So much for rationality and clean approach hey.

The moment she saw Havock she blanked out and went on the emotional roller-coaster ride. The cat was right along with Brightstar.
The sudden chaos with which the squad suddenly exploded were dynamite to Havock and Aeos’ systems.

Aeos pulled herself out Havock’s vincinity and shook her head.
“Havock don’t ever insult my pride like that again. Pull your men together. You are still their commander.”  Aeos uttered softly. She didn’t have the strength for this. 

Havock turned away from Aeos in disgust and both women instantly turned their attention to the arguing gungan and medical doctor.

“Skarr grab the gungan.” Havock ordered while she started moving alongside with Aeos to restrain Karash.

Something stupid spilled from his mouth because the gungan immediately moved again and pounded the man to ground again.

She found it odd that despite their heated differences, their track of thought were similar. Both instinctively made a bee-line for Karash while Skarr with some difficulty pulled Grahim off and away and managed to pin his lanky and bony arms behind his thin frame.

Karash was gasping for breath as he pulled himself upright again and without second-thought he launched at Grahim’s trapped for.  Instantly a small gulf of pain exploded into his stomach where Aeos neatly landed a kick interrupting his violent momentum. Havock instantly grabbed one of his arms with Aeos following suite and between the two they had him pinned to the ground.

“Let me make this clear.” Aeos said in a calm but icy voice which through the darkness was quite clear and slightly unsettling.

“My intentions were not to undermine this mission. Only to follow orders.  I don’t understand why a squad will be so stubborn to follow through on a mission when involved individuals pose potential threats to the squad’s survival. I will respect your wish Havock to finish this, and you will have my cooperation as your subordinate for the duration of this mission. But think about your squad. Grahim , Karash, your anger and guilt will right now kill this squad. I will not hesitate to arrest the both of you on this spot and escort you back to Tadath. Right now you all have a friendly choice because I can make Nivek a hell of a lot more unpleasant.” 

She pushed herself off the ground and dusted the larger pieces of mud she could feel in darkness on her pants off.  Havock sighed and patted Karash on the shoulder before pulling herself up again.

“Aeos, I suggest you take Karash with you and find Decembrist and the others. Skarr, Grahms and I will follow behind and make sure that the rackus we just caused aint attracting more attention.”

It was amazing to see the switch of professionalism both of the women suddenly flipped. It was a switch Aeos appreciated and she knew with that order that Havock was pushing through to finish her mission which could possibly her last mission. She respected Havock wanting to make a dignified exit should such exit be the punishment for the neglect she imposed on the squad with Karash.  She had a suspicion that by volunteering to work with a squad instead of doing the escort as first priority she would be sitting alongside with Havock, Karash and Grahim in a cell. 

“Lets go Kar.” Aeos ordered.

At least Havock had enough sense to split Karash and Grahim away from each other.

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Havock and I didn't anticipate so much drama with this. :P But yeah, try not to let it get out of hand because despite all the things happening, Aeos and Havock would both try and keep with their professionalism in dealing with this.  Lets get back to the mission now! XD Awesome posting so far though
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July 5, 2010 1:41:12 PM    View the profile of Skarr 
Skarr stood with Grahim and Havock as they slowly made their way into the forest. They had waited for ten minutes before they finally concluded that no one had heard the fight. If they had, they were still far away. Skarr decided he'd still listen for anyone else. Besides if anyone did come looking, he had set up the scene to make it look as if the criminals had done the fighting. It wasn't one-hundred percent fool-proof, but it would have to do.

The forest was quiet. It seemed like none of the Shadowmen remained behind. They had run off with Mai. It was actually eerie. Skarr must've gotten used to the idea of being watched. That wasn't good. He needed to stay alert and he wasn't. He needed to be alert for everyone. Especially Havock.

Havock had clearly changed, though. She was more in control and seemed determined to finish this mission. Skarr had only stared in disbelief as the two women he respected most had argued. He had no idea what happened to Ae, but she had changed too.

"High Command drone," he murmured under his breath. That was what Aeos had become. She was only concerned with paperwork, and keeping the system oiled, and the dirty politicians happy. He hoped he was wrong. He had come to respect Aeos at his time in the Academy. Skarr wished she was still herself. He knew she was stubborn about completing her mission, but this went beyond pride.

He sighed and looked to Grahim. He held out his hand. "I'm Norith Skarr."

"Mesa Grahim Nass Sad," Grahim said, tentatively shaking Skarr's hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Skarr said, smiling. Skarr looked at his chronometer, it had been five hours since they had landed. He looked ahead. Mai's beacon was close. And it wasn't moving. She was waiting. Or so he thought as it began slowly moving again. Towards the target.

"Hav, we've got to hurry. Mai's on the move. Not as fast this time, slower," Skarr explained.

Havock nodded, "The others must've reached them." Skarr saw the logic in that. He knew that Vasili might not be able to keep a fast pace for long, if the constant stream of cigarettes he smoked was any indicator. The beacon was moving slowly enough that Havock, Grahim, and Skarr would catch up soon.

An hour later, the beacon had stopped again. Skarr pushed out into the clearing. All of the squad was there. Karash and Aeos had also caught up to Mai and the others.

"Make way for the almighty Havock," Skarr announced. Havock pushed her way into the clearing and walked to the center.

"Gather around," she ordered. The squad stood in a circle around her.

"The objective is not all that far away. We're going to stick together and we're not going to fight any longer. We have a job to do, so no screwing around. Let's get it done, so Aeos can stop complaining." Havock ordered.

RK raised his hands into the air, "Yeah, let's get this done!"
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July 6, 2010 1:27:06 PM    View the profile of Decembrist 
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July 10, 2010 11:07:37 PM    View the profile of Havock 
"Mesa want to hit him."

"You hit anything without my permission, I'll be the one that kills you this time Grahim."

Skarr looked over at the two of them with a raised eyebrow. Havock understood the confused look, Skarr didn't know anything about what was really going on, not to mention the undercurrent of tension that was now flowing through the squad. Grahim was back, Aeos was here, and Jaenna was gone. Gods did Ayme want to punch something. To top everything off she had Brightstar and Skarr voicing their concerns about her ability to lead and who knows how many others in the squad not voicing the same concern. She had to start wondering why this always happened to her, she seemed to never make it through a mission anymore without her leadership being brought into question.

She sighed. "Spit it out Skarr."

"Wh-what?"

The foliage from the barely visible trees crunched under their feet as they walked, the rest of the squad was in a rare moment of silence giving the dead leaves the ability to be heard. Havock was still with Grahim and Skarr trailing behind the others so that everyones minds remained on the mission, as if that was actually going to happen. "You have something to say, so just say it."

"I've said enough, Havock. I'll do my best not to cause you any more stress."

She rolled her eyes, she had now managed to force a young trooper to alter his decisions so that he wouldn't cause his squad leader any more stress. Maybe she should be relieved, Decembrist could handle it, and if not Aeos was here after all. Her eyes fell on the group of troopers just a few meters ahead of them on the path. She still couldn't believe she had to split them into two groups so that Grahim and Karash didn't kill each other, that certainly wouldn't cause issues later on when this lovely path wasn't quite so accommodating, she thought bitterly.

Havock slowed her pace to a stop, her eyes boring into the backs of the rest of the squad as they continued to walk down the path into the vast darkness that was all around them.

"Yousa okeyday, Havvie?"

She didn't answer Grahim at first, but after a moment she spoke so quietly the two troopers with her had to lean in to hear. "Skarr don't ever alter what you would say or do for me." Her eyes shifted awkwardly in the goggles to look at him. "Your job is not to worry about me, your job is to go with your instincts and try not to get killed. Oh and do what I say as long as AHC considers me sane." She pointed her finger at his chest plate. "I don't need a parent and you sure as hell don't need to act like mine, got it?"

He nodded and she quickly turned and kept walking leaving the other two to catch up behind her. "Anyways, Aeos has the acting like my mother thing quite covered for the moment," she muttered under her breath.

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"We have been effing walking forever, if you wanted to tire me out Hav I can think of a few ways that would be more fun for both of us." Vee winked, she couldn't see it she just frickin' knew that blasted look.

They all sat together in a very small clearing just off the main path, it couldn't have been more than ten by ten meters. Which meant that they all had to live with each other for a few hopefully non-violent moments. So far things were going well, she had little faith that would continue though.

Havock tossed what was left of her ration bar at Vasili's face, which he swatted away at the last minute almost whacking his goggles in the process.

She felt a figure sit next to her on the fallen tree she had claimed and turned to find Brightstar there looking concerned as usual. "Hiya gorgeous, come to this forest often?"

"Havvie..."

Ayme shook her head and swatted in Bright's direction. "Geezus Rain, I'm joking. I can't joke? You guys all need to seriously lighten up."

The two women sat in uncomfortable silence for several moments. Havock was hunched over resting her elbows on her knees drawing images she couldn't even really see in the dirt, but she could feel violet eyes on her.

"I'm worried about you Ayme."

Havock let the stick drop back to the floor and turned her head so her jaw rested in the palm of her hand. She had to give Bright credit for using her first name, nobody even tried that anymore not after the last time. Her eyes turned to Aeos sitting on the other side of the clearing for several moments before she returned to the very brave red-head next to her.

"Everyone is worried about me. Look, I know my job, so stop worrying so damn much. Yes there is a ton of crap going on in my head right now, but i'm okay. I mean I've gotten you home alive all the other times we went on crazy missions right?" Havock sighed. This was getting ridiculous, the whole squad had lost their faith in her and she was going to have to do more than tell them she was alright to gain it back. "You know what, I'm going to deal with one of the things on my mind right now. You work out how in the world Mai managed how out smart all of you for so long."

Bright looked strangely at her but didn't get the chance to respond, Havock was already on the other side of the clearing sitting next to Aeos.

"Okay we need to talk."

"Oh no we don't Sergeant Major."

"Would you cut that out? Seriously." Havock rubbed her forehead, this was obviously going to be even more difficult than she first gathered. "You never answer my messages."

"I have nothing to say to you."

"Come on Ze...Aeos." Havock recoiled at the glare the older woman shot her. "You won't talk to me, then you appear out of the blue to arrest me, what the hell?"

"I'm doing my job, something I highly suggest you start doing if you don't want me to pull rank, Sergeant.."

"Would you stop that!"

They glared at each other in frustrated silence for what seemed like forever. The rest of the squad looked on at first then quickly found something else to do. This situation with Aeos had been eating away at Havock for weeks now, and with the opportunity to actually talk to her right here it was hard not to take it, even if she wasn't going to make it easy.

"Ayme, I'm not going to lecture you right now. Just do what you need to do so I can finish my assignment."

"Fine."

"Fine."

Havock got up quickly and called the others over. "Time to go. Let's move, Grahim you take point, Karash you're with me, the rest of you fall in between."

RK trotted over next to Havock. "Havock, I just saw Ecinev....I think. Well I just saw a shadowman then he just disappeared."

"Into thin air?" Mai asked sarcastically.

"Enough, fine RK. If the shadowmen want to talk to us they know where to find us. Honestly they are probably finding us more entertaining than a daytime holovid. Let's get this over with, its not far now."

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Miter sat on the entry plank of the shuttle eating a palm sized round fruit. He hated this stupid planet. It was dark and smelled like a wet blanket, not to mention a serious lack of women and booze. They got the job just under a year ago from some bureaucrat paper pusher that wanted to make contact with the shadowmen for some kind of diplomatic bull shit. After five of those trips just trying to make contact with the kriffin little bastards Miter was finally able to negotiate a better deal.

"Are you going to just sit there and eat or actually do some work while we are here?"

He looked at the well dressed man and continued to eat, he hated it when the company insisted upon sticking their noses in his part of the job. Dolan Corp had intercepted some of the transmissions he had been sending back to that bureaucrat, and offered him triple the money to turn his operation from a ferry for shadowmen to a prison ship. Catch some little twerps and turn them over to this Dolan guy whoever he is, no questions asked, he had a steady paycheck in the bank.

"The boys have it well in hand, Blocker. They should have rounded up a couple of the little things and we can get off this rock within the hour. Just relax, watch them work."


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Okay we are less than 2 km from the landing site, should be there very soon. As you can see it is occupied. Keep walking Ecinev may pop up and we can arrive and do some recon, but don't actually go down and attack the mercs.
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July 10, 2010 11:47:10 PM    View the profile of Skarr 
And more walking. Skarr was grateful for that last rest the squad took. He had spent his time checking all his weapons. It wouldn't do to be unprepared for a fight. He looked around at the RAIDERS who surrounded him. They were split into two groups, yet they were closer together this time.

Skarr took a look around the forest and closed his eyes for a moment, letting his ears do the seeing. He didn't keep his eyes closed for too long, lest he run into one of his squad mates. But while he was listening, he had heard the rustles of the Shadowmen.

"Getting closer," came the whisper. All of the squad heard it, the weapons they rose and the gasps indicated that. The weapons were lowered as they realized the Shadowmen had given them a hint.

"Hey Hav, I get this we're getting close to the camp," Skarr said jovially.

"Haha, cute," was her terse reply. Skarr smiled, maybe they could get through this mission with at least some good humor. The walk continued, unimpeded by Shadowmen, fights, or breaks. The squad was more focused, a juggernaut determined to get to the end of their mission.

Skarr found himself beside Bright at one point. He looked at her closely and nudged her slightly with his elbow.

"What?" she asked.

"I am truly sorry for earlier. I should've known better," Skarr said, sadly.

Bright shrugged, "Save the sob story for later." Skarr nodded and distanced himself from Bright again. He looked ahead and sighed, still some way to go he guessed.

***


A few hours later, they arrived at the camp. Decem had whispered behind him to the squad that they must be really quiet now. Or daddy will yell at us, Skarr though with a snicker, but left the joke unsaid. The small group filed out of the trees and looked down on the encampment.

The camp was settled in between two very large hills, making ths space in between almost like a valley. It was poorly lit, but there were at least some lights. Skarr had to adjust his night vision, he hadn't any kind light with his NV goggles since the beginning of the mission. The camp was small. Three temporary one floor buildings and four ships.

Skarr procured his macrobinoculars and scanned the areas, as were a few others of the squad. He could only spot eight sentries around the camp. Eight that stood in the light to be more exact, who knew if any lurked in the shadows.

Skarr looked to Havock, who gestured back into the forest, most likely to give orders.

"We need more information. More recon. Some of us are going to have to cross the valley and check for sentries, the rest of us will have to stay on this side," Havock explained, "I want little com contact. Only use the comm to report."

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I hope this is alright. I'll let the next poster choose who is in group A and B.
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July 12, 2010 10:22:14 AM    View the profile of Mai 
“We need more information” Havock was saying, “More recon. Some of us are going to have to cross the valley and check for sentries, the rest of us will have to stay on this side.”

Mai’s ears pricked forward at the mention of recon. Ever since landing on the planet she had been chafing for the chance for some action, and their brief action with the lost NR soldiers had only been a momentary adrenaline boost. The earlier drama had only fulled her frustration to be doing something, anything that wasn’t simply walking around towards a checkpoint.

“I will scout,” She addressed Havock directly, her golden eyes flaring beneath the blackened goggles, “If you wish.”

Havock declined her head slightly, “Bright, go with Mai. Head over the valley and check out the eastern side of the compound” She shifted about on her haunches to face the rest of the squad “Dec, you and Skarr take the western side. I'm going to do a quick circuit of the area to get a feel of where we are. The rest of you; we need eyes from this position. I want to know exactly what’s going on every second we’re down there. I also need sentry positioning and rotation. Wait for thirty for us to come back, and if we don’t go on ahead without us.”  Havock hesitated only momentarily before continuing, “If we don’t regroup with you, Aeos is in command. Do you understand?”

Heads dipped as the Raiders squad members acknowledged the order. Mai softly grunted her approval for the SL’s words. Despite her earlier misgivings about Havock’s suitability for this mission she was seemingly thinking clearly. Whilst in normal circumstances the ASL of the squad would gain control in the face of the SL’s disappearance, Havock’s naming of Aeos was the equivalent of a verbal endorsement. She was no longer just a stranger in their midst but a named member of the squad. She might revert to a pawn of the AHC once they were off Nivek, but for now she was an inclusive member of the Raiders.

“You lead.” Bright turned to Mai, slinging her rifle across her back and removing her blaster from her holster as she did so, “You can hear far better than I can.”

Mai copied the human woman’s movements in order to free one hand for traversing the landscape. With a nod at her scouting companion she gave the rest of the squad one last fleeting glance before sliding into the bushes to her right. The duo had only moved a few meters into the dense forest before all sounds of the Raiders ceased. There was only the gentle creaking of the branches and their foliage as they swayed in a light wind, and the whirr of the insects clambering about beneath the brush.

They moved quickly and quietly down the first series of steep descents, pausing here and there to climb over fallen trees or double back as they found their path blocked. Every few hundred meters or so Mai would take a deep breath of the moist air, tasting the wind for any signs of danger. She was thankful that she had been grouped with Bright for this particular assignment as the woman was particularly sensitive to Mai’s movements and reacted accordingly as she shifted their path in response to the noises and scents of the forest.

As they neared the base of the valley and began their ascent to the outskirts of the haphazard base Mai made a mental note to compliment Bright at a more suitable stage regarding her skill with stealth. Of course such an endearment might suggest that she was open to further discussion and may not be worth the risk of a lengthy conversation. With a subtle shake of her head Mai cleared the distracting thoughts from her mind. She could ponder human etiquette at a later stage. As of now there were more pressing matters demanding her attention.

Bright had dropped down to her stomach and was now shouldering her way through the underbrush towards the edge of the forest a dozen or so meters away. Mai dropped down behind her and followed her lead, squirming up and under an expansive fern with dropping leaves that provided adequate protection, even from the bright spotlights set up about the camp’s perimeter. For the first time since landing on Nivek Mai slid her goggles onto the top of her head, resisting the urge to hiss as the bright lights stung at her unadjusted eyes.

The camp was extensive if lowbrow, testament to the work of a military mind in its setup. The three buildings that had been visible from their original position were large and low to the ground, their minimal windows facing inwards towards the center of the camp. Solid bars lined every view port, whilst heavy electronic security locks framed heavy steel doors on all three. Beyond the building a small hangar rested, a few battered personal star fighters nestled between the hulking forms of military styled freighters.

Bright looked over at Mai, before raising her hand to point at her eyes. She raised four fingers then gestured in a cutting motion across the clearing before them to where a small bunker was nestled. Mai focused on the structure, noting the four dark shapes of guards within. Immediately the fur on the back of her neck rippled in response to her sudden anxiety. This was no simple camp despite appearances, and the presence of such low key bunkers supported that assumption. If this group was messing with dangerous foes as the Shadowmen chances were they would have notable defenses in place, not just the physical ones on display before them. Mai had a strong inkling that such defenses would include motion detectors, and if so there was the chance they had already tripped them.

She caught Bright’s attention with a quick cutting motion of her hand across her throat, and the woman nodded, apparently in sync with the train of Mai’s thoughts. Both soldiers moved slowly backwards, taking care to ensure that their forms weren’t visible at all to the watchful gaze of the base sentries. They had backed up a few hundred meters before Mai dared to speak aloud,

“They’d have to have scouting parties out. We must have bypassed between cycles.”

“I hope Dec and Skarr were that lucky,” Bright answered her softly; “They have some high tech gear in place there. I’m no electronic guru but I’m surprised we didn’t set off anything.”

“We may have,” Mai murmured back, flicking her ears behind and to the side of their position as she did so.

“Let’s get back to the others,” Bright suggested, glancing about as she did so, “I don’t want to stick around to find out.”
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July 12, 2010 11:02:30 AM    View the profile of Skarr 
Skarr looked over at Decem and nodded. The two of them turned west and began making their way down the slope. It was steep enough to give them a few minor troubles, but they made it to the bottom without incident.

Once at the bottom, Skarr crouched and unholstered one of his D-18s. Decem had drawn a blaster pistol of his own. They were hidden by the foilage at the end of the forest. Skarr peered out in between branches.

The jumble of buildings, now that he was up close he couldn't call it a camp with a straight face, were large and dull. He could see very few windows. The doors had securtiy locks on them, which seemed a bit redundant, considering the guards that stood outside the doorways.

The ships were all settled in an area where the grass had been trampled. From repulsorlifts probably, Skarr thought. Most of them were pseudo-military ships. Beside them were some battered starfighters.

Skarr now shifted his attention to the sentries. There were, of course, the guards at each door of the buildings. The patrol he had seen by the ships were still pacing around the landing zone. But the ones he seen pacing around the perimeter of the camp, were nowhere to be seen.

He heard a rustle to his right and both him and Decem reacted, lifting their blasters. Skarr slowed his breathing as the rustles continued and then he heard the voices.

"The outer motion detetectors went off," a voice said.

"I still don't see why we just don't wait for whoever it is to reach us," another voice complained. Skarr froze the small retreating motions he had been making. That second voice had been really close. Skarr kept his blaster held up, their cover might be blown at any minute.

The rustles got closer and Skarr seen one of the men. He was close to both Skarr and Decem, but he was looking the other way. Just as he began to look towards the two RAIDERS, his partner called to him.

"The motion detectors went off at the southern inner perimeter!" the man exclaimed. The rustles continued as the men fought their way out of the forest.

Skarr looked at Decem, "South is the direction Mai and Bright went." Decem nodded and pointed back up to where the rest of the squad would be waiting. Skarr and Decem turned and made their way back up the slope.
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