"Watch out!" shouted Argon, just in time to see Tycho dive beneath another hail of blaster fire. Sweeping blaster fire across the area where the enemy shots had come from, Argon almost got hit before he was forced back down. Argon and Tycho sat in what had once been a receptionists desk at a fine hotel.  Around the wall that functioned as the many exits and entrances, Rebel soldiers swarmed and fired shots. Luckily, the desk was made of a very hard stone, and was difficult to destroy, but not impossible. "We're going to have to go farther," shouted Tycho over the constant noise of blaster fire, "this cover won't last us too long." "I know," shouted Argon back, "but we don't want to move until the others can provide some cover, we'd get cut down." With a nod, they returned to their random firing. As they tried to return the fire the Rebels aimed at them, Argon reflected on how they had managed to walk into this... *-*-*-* "Okay guys, settle down a bit," said Argon, standing in the front of a squad level briefing room, "we still have a mission to get done." The room slowly quieted down and Argon began the briefing. "This is Grilag," said Argon as a hologram of a planet appeared on the screen. It was a planet that looked very terrestrial, just the right amounts of land and water. "It appears to be the home base for something the Rebels call 'Project Wampa'," continued Argon, "The basic premise so far as we understand it is that they are trying to find the thing in the genetic structure of a Vornskr that gives it its ability to use the force." A low mutter ran through the room at this, that could be bad. "The DJO and HC are notably concerned, but the planet is too well guarded and too far back into Rebel space for a conventional assault," said Argon, "so we're being sent in." "But if we're not going in the conventional way," asked Swomz, "how are we going in?" "Each of you has been given an identity as a businessman," said Argon, "the cover is that you are on a trip of sales pitches.  You'll be riding common transports, business class of course, and you will visit several planets before coming to Grilag to establish a record. "When you arrive, you are to check into the Ta'asch'ak Hotel, and set up the holocomm units so that we can communicate without ever being seen together.  Everyone got it?" "Yes sir," came the response. "Good," said Argon, "then let's go."
 
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Argon Viper
IW COL Argon Viper{ret}
"History is on the move, those who cannot keep up will watch from a distance, and those who get in our way will not watch at all" - Grand Admiral Thrawn
"In combat, second place is only the last to die."- Anonymous
"Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses" - Carl G Jung
"The only thing that will never change is that everything will change" - Argon Viper

Daishi was taking a different approach to his equipment dilemma, he decided he was going to do some horse trading so to speak.  Aside from his tool kit, four cases of Varneck Citrus, and some spare clothes, Daishi had left his weapons behind rather then even attempt to smuggle his exotic weapons through customs. His first stop was to sell the Varneck Citrus.  It was still a highly prized commodity in this region and would prove easy to offload at a reasonable price. Since Daishi had been running a buiseness until not too long ago, he knew exactly how to behave like a buiseness man on a buiseness trip. Entering a local distribution facility for alchaholic beveradges for the areas bars Daishi set down his crates of Varneck Citrus. "I have a proposition for the owner of this establishment."  Daishi said as he eyed the people gathered around his sudden appearance. "What do you want."  One of them said. "I have recently come into possession of an entire shipment of Varneck Citrus, and I'm looking for a few good trading partners.  I have brought these four crates to start such an arrangement."  Daishi replied. "How much you want for them?"  The same one replied. "I'll let them go for 70,000 local script."  Daishi replied. Daishi had calculated the conversision rates and had gotten a hold of local prices for what he needed and what he was asking was more then enough for what he needed by about 10 times over, but was still under priced for what he was selling. "You bring me six more crates of the stuff in two weeks and you'll get another 150,000."  The owner replied as he started making the walk to his office. Daishi sat making small talk with the man until he had his money always sure not to tip his hand about who he really was or the fact he never intended to come back to this world. "It's nice doing buiseness with reasonable people.  I'll see you in two weeks."  Daishi said as he left the wharehouse. Daishi wandered the city getting the various items he needed.  While not outright buying any weapons Daishi still managed to obtain all the parts he needed to fashion a few of his own.  For his real firepower in case of emergency he would have to buy two blaster rifles. His cover was good enough that he felt secure in getting a pair of sport hunting blaster rifles.  While they lacked some of the features of military blaster rifles they still had all the punch he needed. Daishi walked carefully to the hotel and made sure he wasn't being followed. Checking into his room, Daishi immediatly began work on assembling the parts he got that would form his explosive devices and vibro blade. Daishi's communicator alerted him that there was a message for him from someone. "How's the buiseness?  Hope everything goes well for you tommorrow little brother.  Believers have settled on the north ridge here at home.  I wish you could see it, it is rather impressive."  The human voice said. Daishi knew the voices of everyone would be scrambled as an extra precaution but he knew Argon's speach pattern anywhere.  Tommorrow would bring the first recon mission to thier target. Daishi was concerned with bugs but he didn't pack the equipment to detect them, besides he could spot any that would transmit anything vissually without any fancy gadgets. Soon he'd have to sleep, but now he had managed to complete his first step of arming himself, he had explosives.
 
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RA(U) Daishi COSOS
"If we had all knowladge then why would we seek what we already know and if we had no knowladge then how could we even ask the question?"  Plato
"Indeceant exposure is fun." Sonatina
"There are at least three sides to any situation." Me

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TRP/SGT./PaTrIcK/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
Member of the Dread Knight Squad.

      " Do you know how much trouble customs can be" said Patrick as he came huffing and puffing through the door. " They tried to take my pistols and my sword and ..and... even my Leather trenchcoat." Tycho went to the window and looked out at all the custom's vehicles parked in the vicinity. Tycho just shook his head. "I thought you were on reserve" said Tycho. " I got tired of it.. Too much boredom and no fun.. Jenny left me a while ago and I managed to follow a couple old friends.... I really hope they put me back into action." Patrick flopped down on the couch and watched Tycho do his thing...
 
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TRP/SGT./PaTrIcK/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
Member of the Dread Knight Squad.

[PaTrIcK, if you want back in, just say the word  ] Argon sat in the corner of his room, typing up a report to Fury and Dez on the progress of their mission. Report, Week 1: Kuroishi and Solidus are currently scouting the area. Tycho is in place and preparing our heavy weaponry Jediswomz, Defection, and Jazon Neal are currently gathering the necessary equipment PaTrIcK has returned and expressed an interest in rejoining the DK I am planning to demolish our current staying area should it become necessary Argon out
 
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Argon Viper
IW COL Argon Viper{ret}
"History is on the move, those who cannot keep up will watch from a distance, and those who get in our way will not watch at all" - Grand Admiral Thrawn
"In combat, second place is only the last to die."- Anonymous
"Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses" - Carl G Jung
"The only thing that will never change is that everything will change" - Argon Viper

Argon hung out in the lobby of the hotel for several hours that day. Having "acquired" an insurance company jacket from the company that insured the hotel, he was currently making measurements on the wall. But he wasn't planning anything nice, this building would be coming down quickly if it suited his purposes. He spent the afternoon planting explosives at key points under cover of repairs, large cuncussive explosives that could be counted on to level the building under any circumstances. As he entered his room later, he typed in a single message to the rest of the squad: Operation Eridani[Dai, correct my spelling please...] is ready if needed.
 
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Argon Viper
IW COL Argon Viper{ret}
"History is on the move, those who cannot keep up will watch from a distance, and those who get in our way will not watch at all" - Grand Admiral Thrawn
"In combat, second place is only the last to die."- Anonymous
"Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses" - Carl G Jung
"The only thing that will never change is that everything will change" - Argon Viper

Argon spent the few minutes until PaTrIcK woke up preparing some more explosives. Finally, PaTrIcK shook himself awake. "What the hell was that?" he asked groggily. Argon pointed mutely at the three generators he had hooked up to his door. "What's up Pat?" he asked.
 
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Argon Viper
IW COL Argon Viper{ret}
"History is on the move, those who cannot keep up will watch from a distance, and those who get in our way will not watch at all" - Grand Admiral Thrawn
"In combat, second place is only the last to die."- Anonymous
"Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses" - Carl G Jung
"The only thing that will never change is that everything will change" - Argon Viper

It was dusk. The air was cool and crisp. As with all planetary sunsets, it was breathtaking...if Tycho had had the time to look at it, that is. He huffed back to the hotel after a late afternoon constitutional. He rushed to his room and punched up the holocomm: "Went for walk to tour the sights. I have to tell you some information about one in particular, the one just a bit to the north of this hotel. I'll drop by in ten minutes."
 
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Corporal Tycho Celchu, Slicer
Dread Knights, Vast Empire's Stormtrooper Corps
Union Representative of the Dread Knights
[email protected]
AIM: Tycho987
ICQ: 110585444

"Just a small observation that might be of interest. The place is supposed to be a slightly run down inn...a place for lower class tourists to stay for a few nights," Tycho remarked. "Yeah, so?," Patrick was quick to reply. "Well, it just seems a bit strange to have high level security around there. It stuck out like a sore thumb. They weren't obtrusive or anything, but since when did run down inns need security? That would drive away all their business. I have no information as to why they would have such additions, but I would assume either something big is going down, or its a diversion to draw our attention away from something else. Orders, sir?"
 
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Corporal Tycho Celchu, Slicer
Dread Knights, Vast Empire's Stormtrooper Corps
Union Representative of the Dread Knights
[email protected]
AIM: Tycho987
ICQ: 110585444

    Patrick opened his suit case, and looked at all his stuff.. His trenchcoat, dagger and pistol holster were all in their places.. Shrugging offa  feeling of guilt from all the people those weapons have killed he quickly donned them on. Put his Shades on and walked to the elevator and waited on it to get to his floor. When it got there he stepped on it with his trenchcoat flowing behind him. He turned and pushed the button to go down. Just as the door was closing he heard the "zing of Argon's door going off". He shook his head and continued down to ground level. Stepped off and walked up to Argon and Stretched his shoulders. "Lets get it on".
 
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TRP/SGT./PaTrIcK/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
Member of the Dread Knight Squad.

Argon checked the windows. D*mn, all closed. He put down his macrobinoculars. "It looks like they're all closed PaTrIcK," he said, "I can't see in." "Then we have to get close?" asked PaTrIcK. "Yup," replied Argon, who had just retired, and was now running this mission for the sheer fun of it, "we need to get some sort of bug on the inside, which means that you'll have to get inside." "Me?" said PaTrIcK, startled. "Yes you," replied Argon, "Unless you think a 550 kilo Whiphid doesn't attract attention..."
 
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Argon Viper
IW COL Argon Viper{ret}
"History is on the move, those who cannot keep up will watch from a distance, and those who get in our way will not watch at all" - Grand Admiral Thrawn
"In combat, second place is only the last to die."- Anonymous
"Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses" - Carl G Jung
"The only thing that will never change is that everything will change" - Argon Viper

  and when the turbolift reached the bottom floor..... BOOOOOOMMMMMM the whole building went up in a napalm type fire explosion killing everyone inside.. PaTrIcK and the retired Argon Viper seen this from the factory and hurried back to see what had happened...
 
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TRP/SGT./PaTrIcK/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
Member of the Dread Knight Squad.