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Skarr
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  Shades of Death (Cont.)
October 5, 2012 11:26:08 PM    View the profile of Skarr 
OOC:
Continuation of an unfinished Eclipse story.
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The speeders came across the field quickly, pouring fire into the north gate. The squad leader of Eclipse had sent Anival back into the sewers. He wondered who had given the order for the Saints to attack the sewer line again. It seemed incredibly stupid to him. This attack also seemed less than intelligent as well. The clearing was devoid of Imperial troopers and the north gate had not fallen with stronger attacks than this one. Something had to be amiss, Skarr knew this. So far, he had not lost a man on the wall. No snipers had presented themselves as of yet and the infantry were not in the best position to fire on a wall so high.

Anival’s voice crackled over the comm to inform Skarr that the Saints in the sewer were eliminated. The squad leader was happy for this and ordered Anival to stay where he was to help defend the sewer from further attack. What really bothered Skarr at the moment, was the lack of Death Watch soldiers. The Lieutenant could not help but notice that the man was not speaking at all. In fact, he had fired very few shots. Skarr knew that he was searching for the telltale armor. Skarr was doing some searching of his own, but he realized that Nolac would never lead such an attack.

Nero stood by his side, issuing his own commands and directing his sniper teams. They did not have the time to set their own plan in motion, but this attack was too small for such a plan. The mortar strikes had already stopped which surprised Skarr greatly. With the shields down, Skarr expected the Saints to use it to their full advantage.

The speeders had crept ever closer to the north gate now and then they stopped. Fire poured into them from the wall, but they stood ever so still. Suddenly, the hatches opened and out came rocket launcher toting Mandalorians. Skarr did not have enough time to order them to fire on the Death Watch. The rockets came streaming out of the launchers fast, heading straight for the watch tower above the north gate. The Lieutenant’s eyes widened and he pushed the captain to the stairs. He did not intend to be in the tower when the rockets hit.

Skarr yelled into his comm as he went, ordering everyone out of the tower. All at once, it seemed the whole world exploded in a whirl of fire and sound and then everything went black for Norith Skarr.

***

The Dead Man watched as the speeders returned to camp. The attack had been successful, he had witnessed that much. But he was furious. As Jarthuun approached him, the Dead Man whirled. “Who ordered the attack on the sewer?!”

“That is not my work. I would ask one of Renlid’s lieutenants, they were the men who went into the lines.” Jarthuun replied curtly. The Dead Man spun on Renlid, but chose not to speak. It did not matter to the man what Renlid did with his own men. Or what Renlid’s men chose to do with their own lives. He walked back to the war table the Saints had assembled.

“I have what I need now. Their shields are not up still, I see. We can afford to give them time, then. We attack at night fall, which is still hours away.” The Dead Man announced.

Renlid piped up from the side, “Who will lead the attack?”

A smile crept across the Ghost’s face, “I will. This is the attack we’ve been waiting for.”

***

When Skarr awoke, he was still in his armor. It hurt to move, but he forced himself to anyway. There was rubble around him, but he was not inside the tower. Nor was he in the trauma center, which surprised him. He surmised that he could not have been unconscious for more than a few minutes. The tower was still in flames and pieces. Nero was off to the side, awake and speaking to a few subordinates.

“What happened?” Skarr asked.

Nero looked over at him and smiled, “We got out in time. Two casualties and more wounded, but we got away better than I expected. Tower’s done for though.” The tired leader of Eclipse glanced up at the remains of the tower. Things could have been worse. Both Nero and Skarr could have died, leaving the entire base without ample leadership. With a start he remembered that a battle was still being fought, but as he tried to stand, he noticed the quiet that had fallen over the base.

“The battle?” Skarr managed to grunt out as he stood.

“Over for now. The Death Watch retreated.” Nero replied.

“It will start again soon. We must be prepared,” he said to the Captain. Skarr clicked his comm on and called a meeting of the Eclipse troops.

***

When Eclipse was finally assembled on the training grounds of the base, Skarr had a plan in mind. He had talked over it with Nero first and the Captain had agreed to the plan. It was a risky move, but one that had to be taken. SCOPE soldiers were some of the best, making them far more dangerous than a regular stormtrooper. Even Spec Ops troopers had trouble taking on a SCOPE squad at times. Sadly, this did not mean that Eclipse squad was invincible. However, the troopers needed to be where they were needed most.

Skarr chose Balac first. Some of the troopers had found him laying unconscious in the yard. A few members of the Death Watch had gotten over the walls in the attack, but had soon retreated. “Balac. You are hereby awarded temporary command of Sniper Teams Delta and Zeta. Set them up around the perimeter of the walls. Any exposed soldiers coming out of the forest are to be terminated immediately.”
The next trooper in line was the Zabrak, Razor. “Razor, you have command of the heavy turrets on the wall. Use them how you see fit. Watch for tanks.”

After Razor stood Meteora, “Kaye, your orders are just about the same as they have been. You and the engineers are to get that shield up and running. Once the battle begins, you will command them on what needs fixed during the battle.”

Skarr looked to Anival next. The trooper was clearly surprised that Skarr was practically giving command to the squad. “Anival, you have command of the Fort’s vehicles. Co-ordinate them well.”

The last two troopers in line was Therex and Terre. “Therex, we need an able medic running the Trauma Center. Any men that need patched up need to be. Those who can’t be patched up need to be taken to the infirmary. We can’t be tripping over the wounded. Terre, as you’re still very green, I will leave it up to you where you go. Whether it be with one of the squad mates or otherwise. If you find an area you feel especially attached to, let me know. I’ll see that you’re put in command.

“Now get moving. We’re running out of daylight. I want everyone under your command in position. Captain Nero will command from the Center, I will command from the wall. Listen closely for any orders we give you. You are dismissed.” With his final statement, the squad began dissolving. Skarr could see the surprise in their stances and on their faces. If there was one thing they had expected, it had not been this. The squad leader only hoped he had not made a mistake. Very few of the troopers had ever experienced command before.

But if Nolac were really commanding the forces at Archet, the several different commands and styles of command would throw him off. The Dead Man would be expecting Skarr to lead everything. The Second Lieutenant only hoped it was enough.

OOC:
I've edited out everyone not in the squad with the exception of Anival, who has expressed interest in continuing this story. You have your current orders for now. So get to know the people under your command. Start the battle when you will.
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"May God have mercy on my enemies, because I won't" General George Patton
"A leader leads by example not by force." Sun Tzu, The Art of War
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Balac
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  RE: Shades of Death (Cont.)
October 9, 2012 7:51:00 PM    View the profile of Balac 
Balac gave a stretch, his muscles still a bit stiff from his time lying unconscious. He stood, awaiting his chance to speak to Skarr about the Mandalorian that had stunned him. Meanwhile, the two sniper teams assigned to him walked up.

“Sir, teams Delta and Zeta, awaiting instructions,” one of the men said after a crisp salute.

Balac kept his silence, running an eye over the men and their weapons. After a long minute in which the men had started slight nervous movements, Balac spoke.

“Meet me at the target range, I want to see if you’re truly deserving of being a sniper team.”

His words were met with silence, as Balac had expected. Snipers could see themselves as an elite amongst soldiers. The power of life and death in their trigger fingers. A mere thought capable of smiting a distant target who had no knowledge of the impending doom, and likely would never gain that knowledge.

“Move!” Balac barked. The four men exchanged glances, then saluted and turned towards the target range.

Balac turned back to Skarr, who was watching as the squad took off to their stations. Walking up to him, Balac took off his helmet.

“Skarr...” Balac started. He couldn’t find the words to say. Any way to explain his thoughts about the man who shared his family’s last name. Nor the desire to describe how he had fallen into a trap like an amateur. Instead he merely gave a curt nod, “Good luck.”
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Kad made his way into the camp, thoughts of the attack rolling through his mind.

Jarthuun stalked up to him, “Where are the others from your squad? Dral and Quelix haven’t reported back yet.”

Kad looked through the video files on his datapad. Each member of the Death Watch in his squad had recorded every moment of the recon. He found Dral’s recording and played it back. He watched in fascination as the Mando danced with one of the SCOPEtroopers. Proceeding to land a blow with his dear poisoned vibro-shiv, he had turned his attention to another, smaller trooper. Kad felt a slight shiver of disgust run through him at Dral’s careless behavior, as well as at the trooper proceeding to thoroughly end Dral’s life.

“Well,” Kad said, “There’s half of your answer.”

Jarthuun scowled, “What about Quelix?”

“Let me check,” Kad started. As he scrolled through the recordings, a voice interrupted them.

“Quelix reporting.”

Jarthuun spun, his voice a low growl as he asked, “Where have you been, and why were you separated from Dral?”

“That glory-seeking di’kut ran off to find a worthy opponent!” Quelix looked around Jarthuun and shot a glance towards Kad, “He knew Dral’s tendencies, yet he brought him anyway.”

“What are you implying?” Kad asked quietly.

“Enough!” Jarthuun roared. Having switched to the Mando’s personal com channel, the shout blasted into their ears. “We have more to worry about than this. If we divide our forces over such petty rivalries, we’d never get anything done. Kad, this will be discussed later. Dismissed!”

Kad spun around and went to find B’arin, looking at the dot labeled Balac on his datapad.
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Balac entered the shooting range, walking towards the two sniper teams waiting for him. “Alright, let’s see what you’ve got. Two shots each, take out these two targets.” Balac motioned to two of the farthest targets. “Delta, you’re up first.”

The two men of team Delta walked up to the line. The first one to reach the line went prone and took aim, giving data to his partner who confirmed it. After a few seconds, a shot lanced out and struck the electronic target. A buzz sounded for a confirmed hit.

“Good, now switch roles.” Balac stated calmly.

They hesitated. Balac guessed that the hectic situation around the base hadn’t given them much time to practice both roles.

“A problem?” Balac asked.

Without a word, the second man in the team went prone and took aim. They went through the same ritual. With a slowly released breath, the sniper fired, hitting the target, albeit less accurately than his partner.

Balac gave a slight shake of his head. “You two,” he said, directing his words to team Zeta, “Same exercise, I will be watching to make sure you follow my instructions. Delta, you get to practice. Continue this exercise until both of you have passable accuracy.”

“Sir, with all due respect, we don’t have the ammo or the time to sit here wasting shots!” The lead man of Delta said, staring defiantly.

“Well, then I guess you’d better sharpen up your skill quickly?” Balac shot back calmly. “One shot, one kill. If you have the chance to miss, even slightly, that’s one more enemy soldier that can kill you or another man here. Speed is a great factor in taking down your enemy, but if you can’t hit him, then go grab an E-11. If you want to waste shots on a single target, put down that rifle.”

The man went silent, the thought of being lumped in with a typical trooper had to sting their pride.

“No? Well then, take aim.” Balac said dismissively and walked to the shooting station next to the two teams. They kept their eyes on him, obviously wondering what kind of man could dare to think that he knew more about their craft than them. Taking aim at two distant targets with the A280, Balac shifted his aim between them. Sinking into a crouch, he shifted between them once more. Returning his aim to the first target, he fired and shifted his aim quickly to the next, firing again. The shots both registered as bulls-eye hits.

“Any questions?” Ven asked them.

OOC:
WC: 952

Not my best, but it's a start to breaking the writer's block.

Balac is trying to shape up the two sniper teams to his satisfaction. He tries and fails to confide in Skarr about the Death Watch member Kad Verec. If you want to pursue that conversation Skarr, feel free. Info necessary for that is that Balac recognizes the name and feels oddly conflicted about the implication of having a family member in the Death Watch ranks.

A reminder to all, Kad Verec lives through this story.
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