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Rizzit
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 16, 2004 9:41:05 AM    View the profile of Rizzit 
With two heavily-armed squads of Republic Marines, the four imperials couldn't afford to be anything but careful. Knight was obeying his orders by firing the ship's turret, keeping the marines at bay. Meanwhile, Japer and Substance who were supposed to be drawing fire away from Rizzit and Knight, were attacking the marines from behind. This caused a slight problem with the plan, because nobody was drawing fire from them. However, they did manage to get 5 or 6 marines to leave the group and focus on them.

From the belly-turret of the ship, Knight didn't exactly have the best maneuverability; but he managed. The turret moved slowly when aiming, it was nothing like a blaster rifle that imperial stormtroopers were so used to carrying. The turret didn't exactly make up for its slowness with power either: it took three bolts to take out a marine, and that still did not finish them off. Using the blaster pistol that had been given to him earlier, Rizzit opened fire on the group from behind Knight's ship. Normally, he would have charged the group with backup, but seeing as he was only one person (and they were supposed to be taking cover) he decided that this was the best way.

With blaster bolts firing upon the group from the ship and from the DL-44: things were looking better, but not necessarily good. We have to get this over with fast. The Dragoons MUST be in the core by now, and we've only got a matter of minutes before the core blows up. Rizzit thought to himself. To Rizzit's and Knight's surprise though, of the few marines that were left fighting: half of them turned around and opened fire. Blaster bolts were also being returned at them from behind. Rizzit opened up a com-link channel to Knight. "Keep it coming, the other two must have made progress fighting them from behind. Just a little longer, and we should be out of this mess." he said as he closed the comlink. Things were definately looking up for the red group, but Rizzit could only wonder how things were going for the rest of them....
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 16, 2004 12:44:30 AM    View the profile of JR 
JR, FA, Snipes and Squall watched the turbolift doors close and then got to work.  FA walked towards the rebels he had faught and, with help from the force, began to question them about the whereabouts of the armoury.  Meanwhile Squall, Snipes and JR grabbed blasters and went through the cells, releasing the prisoners, giving them guns and telling them to make as much of a rucus throughout the station as possible and to kill any rebels they run into.  After all the prisoners had been released JR, Snipes and Squall reported back to FA.

"I think those prisoners will do a good enough job creating diversions," JR told FA, "Now we just have to get to the armoury in one piece."

"That shouldn't be a problem," FA told the two RAIDERS. Seeing the inquisitive looks on the faces of his fellow RAIDERS he informed them, "These two," he said motioning towards the two rebels he had just questioned, "Willingly told me the armoury is a few floors directly below us." 

The four RAIDERS then entered a turbolift and started towards their target.  As they approached the floor they gripped their blasters ready to get rid of any rebels stupid enough to get in their way.     
 
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Senior Seargent JR
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[This message has been edited by JR (edited July 16, 2004 4:08:49 PM)]
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 16, 2004 8:51:13 PM    View the profile of FlyingKnight 
    Still firing at the rebel marines FlyingKnight decided to use one of the ships concussion missiles to get rid of their problem. Looking around the docking bay he saw Japer and Substance being pinned down but firing blindly at the marines. Seeing as his team had cover Knight positioned the crosshairs of the turret on the blast doors behind the group of marines. "Okay Rizzit I suggest you take cover I am going to get rid of this annouyance." Knight said into his comm. Hitting the fire button the missile screamed away fromt he turret barrel and sailed toward the group. Some of the rebels saw it coming and tried to dive out of the way for cover. The missile impacted with the blast doors and rebels flew everywhere, the shockwave also knocked down every pile of boxes in the room. The bulkheads above the blast doors collapsed and Knight watched as the roof above it closed that corridor for maitinence.

    "Nice job, shut that ship down and then lock all the rest of the blast doors so we won't get any other unwelcomed company," Rizzit said into his comm coming out from behind cover.
    "Roger that sir," Knight said shutting down the turret and climbing out of the ship. He walked over to one of the few undamaged access terminals and took out the datapad he aquired earlier from the unconscious technician. Typing in the forgerized password Knight had about full access to the mainframe. "Ooo, I like this," Knight smiled typing on the keyboard. He hit enter and the other blast doors closed and sealed by the multi password encryption that only the slicer knew.

    Spotting the ship they arrived in Knight walked over to already find Rizzit and his other squadmates inside collecting their weapons. Running up to the hidden compartment he took his E-11/M w/M203 GL, some combat webbing with plenty of ammo and grenades, then he smiled wildly as FA  remembered his comm pack with his special laptop. "I am going to thank Angel for this," Knight said checking the computer to see that all was in order. Thinking of the other fireteam Knight pulled out a duffel and stuffed all the other weapons in there in case they meet up before they have to
come back to the ship.
    "Okay is everyone loaded up," Rizzit said looking around the cell.
    "All set," Japer, Knight, and Substance all said in unison.
    "Good we are ordered to stay here until further orders but make the most of it. Knight you can try and check out the mainframe and you two can look around to see if you can find anything in theses boxes," Rizzit ordered walking down the ships boarding ramp.

    Knight liking the new order walked down the ramp and looked at his surroundings. There were some body parts strewn around and boxes everywhere. Heading back to the access terminal he used before Knight opened his laptop and set it on the ground. Sitting down Knight noticed the wound he aquired before, wincing at the touch of it he pulled a roll of duct tape out of his pack and a bacta patch. Sticking the patch to his wound he wound the tape around his leg a couple of times. Seeing he had done a good job he put away the tape and cracked his knuckles, "Time to get to doing what I do best." Knight said loudly as he typed furiously on the keyboard. He didn't even notice his squad mates looking through boxes because he was so busy.
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 16, 2004 11:36:49 PM    View the profile of Fallen Angel 
Before Rema set the bombs in the core

Riding the turbolift down, Angel double checked the charge on his DH-17. The rifle fit well in his arm, since it closely resembled his much used E-11/H. Satisfied with the energy left in that pack, Angel slammed it back in the chamber, and slung the rifle over his shoulder. The lift dinged once as it reached the armory floor. Igniting his saber, Angel waited for the door to slide open, then did a front roll out the door. The rest of his fireteam followed suit, JR taking the left flank, Snipes the right, Squall coming up behind him. 

"CLEAR!" JR yelled, Snipes echoing his sentiments.

"Thats odd" Angel muttered to himself, "the whole station on alert, and theres no one here. Snipes, JR: Open it" Angel ordered, motioning towards the blast doors.

The two stormies moved up to the door. JR, nodding to Snipes levelled his blaster rifle at the door. The Sergeant opened the blast door, and Angel ran through first, saber ingited.

Exactly as he planned, he caught the armory personall completely off guard. Two troopers fell prey to Snipes quick bursts from the ancient DL-44 he held, and two more caught by well placed fire from Squall and JR. Angel pushed with the Force, knocking the remaining three soldiers off their feet, then swung his DH-17 around and pumped 3 rounds into the first. Snipes had already pounced on the second, and JR dispacted the 3rd with the vibroblade he had concealed.

Moving over to the control panel for the armory locks, Angel hit a sequence of buttons, and the doors slid open. A slow began smile to creep over Angel's face as he took in the spoils of their troubles

"Jackpot" Squall said.

Angel hurried in and headed immediately for the explosives. Grabbing a duffel bag along the way, he filled it with plastic explosives, claymores, thermal dets, and proton grenades. even managing to stuff in a few gas grenades.

"Keep it light, but arm yourselves to the teeth, it'll be hairy up there." Angel yelled to his team members.

To finish Angel ditched the DH-17 he had, and grabbed a Merr-Sonn X-1 concussion rifle, and a pair of IR-5 intimidator repeating pistols. Hefting his duffel Angel motioned for the other Raiders to fall out.

"Squall, thats enough stuff." Snipes said. "SQUALL! ENOUGH LETS MOVE!"

Angel heard the sound of boot hitting flesh and Squall yelp. Soon the PFC appeard, rubbing his keister.

"Ok. JR, you take these two up to the docking bay and rendezvous with Rizzit and the others. I'll comm them and let them know whats going on. I need to take a longer route and meet up with the rest of the DD."

The other nodded and headed back to the turbolift.

"OH AND GUYS! Its 5 floors up, 1/2 klick that-a-way." Angel added, pointing to his left.

"Roger that Sir" Jr answered. A giant shock rattled the station, followed by a very familiar noise. That sounded like a concussion missile...but INSIDE THE BASE?

Turnign his back on his troops, Angel headed to the turbolift at the other end of the armory hallway. If I vent the atmosphere at deck 15 and 16, that shoudl take out most the troops responding to the fire alarm Angel said to himself, the beginnings of a plan forming in his mind. Except the comm center DD is at is on the 15th floor...Oh well, i'll just cut it close then.

Reaching the turbolift doors, Angel thumbed them open and reached for his link to Rizzit. "Rizz this is Angel. Over."

"Hey FA good to hear from you, what the scoop?" came the Platoon Commanders reply.

"I need you to hold that shuttle, I have to rendezvous with the DD that need extraction, and then I'll be meeting you there. JR and the rest of my team are already on their way to you. Oh, and stay off of 15 and 16, they'll be losing pressure in about 7 minutes."

Laughter was all that came back over the comm. "Typical you FA. Roger that, nothing will touch this shuttle. But you hurry. Rema should have placed the charges by now, so we have less than 15 mintues."

"Dont worry Rizz, I'll be fine. Let me know if anything develops up there" Angel said.

"Roger that, will do." And with that, Angel closed the link.
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 17, 2004 8:59:11 AM    View the profile of JR 
The three RAIDERS waited anxiously as the turbolift was approaching the floor.  As JR heard the ding telling them that they had arrived he slipped one of his daggers out of his sleeves.  As the doors opened the raiders were met by a troop of five rebels.  Snipes and Squall took care of two each and JR took out the remaining one.  They walked up to the lifeless corpses and JR stuck his dagger into the back of what looked like their captain.  Picking him up with the dagger, JR planned to use the rebel as a shield.  Snipes and Squall followed suit and the RAIDERS started towards the ship.

  As they rounded the corner leading to the hanger they saw the rest of their squad fighting off a flock of rebels.  Snipes reached into his pocket and pulled out a few detonators he had taken from the armoury.

"This auta do the trick," he said grinning at JR and Squall. 

With that he activated them and tossed them out.  The RAIDERS on the ship saw this and dove into it while the other three took cover behind a wall.  They were met by an explosion in the other room.  JR peered around the corner and saw that there were still about ten rebels and that they were coming towards them.  Clutching their shields tightly the three RAIDERS turned the corner.  Thinking that the shields were hostages the rebels stopped their firing.  This gave the RAIDERS the time they needed to gun down the remaining rebels.  After there was no one left they made their way towards the ship.
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 18, 2004 12:14:08 AM    View the profile of kaMi 
Kami looked up from where she was crouched near Rema, "This is just what we need..."
TK's face tightened, "Zek, you think you can hold him up by yourself?"
Zek looked down at Rema's still form, let out a resigned sigh, then put his arms under the Corporal's shoulders and hauled him to his feet. TK turned his attention back to the lift doors as the elevator began to slow, "Get ready," he warned, "They could already be out there."
Shifting her blaster to her right hand, Kami placed herself in front of Zek and to the Sergeants side, her finger hovering tense over the trigger.

The doors pinged, then slid open...
...to reveal an empty corridor...

Letting out a sigh of relief, Kami motioned for Zek to follow TK, then dropped a few steps back to cover him from behind.
"You know where we're going Sarge?" Kami asked as the corridor branched off in three paths.
TK turned to the very left and broke into a jog, "Vaguely."
Kami had just opened her mouth to reply when a squad of six Rebel Marines skidded out from behind her. She let out a shout of warning, then threw herself to the side of the corridor as the marines opened fire. Feeling a shot graze past her face, she hit the ground and rolled, shooting wildly down the corridor as she did so. Zek let out a muffled curse as he landed heavily near her, Rema landing on top of him in a sprawled heap.

Coming up into a crouch, Kami shot down the two closest marines, then charged the others in an attempt to catch them by surprise. Aiming for what seemed to be the squad leader; Kami threw herself at his midsection, then immediately regretted her decision as she hit his rock solid armor at a million miles an hour. The marine stumbled to the side, then found himself between the crosshairs of TK, who wasted no time in disposing of the Rebel.

Spinning about to her left, Kami brought her elbow up and rammed it into another marine's head, ignoring the pain that shot up her arm as a result.  Tk and Zek's blaster fire flew past her, knocking down the distracted marine as Kami weaved about him. Turning, Kami engaged another Marine, then realized that he was the only one left standing. Knocking aside a pathetic attempt at a counter-attack, Kami snapped the marine's spine with a blow to the neck then glanced back in the direction of her squad mates.
"We need to keep moving," TK pushed Zek towards where Rema was still lying in a ball at the side of the corridor, "There'll be a lot more where they came from."

 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 19, 2004 7:14:48 PM    View the profile of FlyingKnight 
** Before JR's last Post **


    In the medium sized hangar the group of imperials were doing their assorted jobs, Japer and Substance were looking through boxes and Knight was sitting down typing furiously on his laptop. Rizzit was somewhere in the ship checking the condition of it to make sure it can still fly. Hitting enter on the keyboard Knight looked up to see one of the blast doors opening unexpectingly. "Uh oh, thats not good," Knight said quickly closing the laptop and rolling behind a few boxes grabbing his E-11/M on his way. A group of fifteen rebels just entering through the opening blast door were firing wildly at the team of imperials.

    Japer and Substance dropped to the floor and quickly got situated behind a pile of containers they made. Rizzit hearing the firing took a look out of the ship and then started to fire at the incoming rebels. Knight seeing an opportunity pushed over a stack of containers that triggered a chain reaction to knock another stack over that fell on two of the marines. Moving over toward the ship to take better cover Knight blindly strafed towards the ship shooting at the soldiers. Diving toward the boarding ramp Knight rolled into the ship as Rizzit put down some cover fire for Japer and Substance. The two imperials ran up the ramp and started to fire out from the interior of the ship. Knight taking a flashbang off of his webbing pulled the pin and rolled it down the ramp.

    The fire team all plugged their ears and looked away as the grenade went off disorienting a few of the rebels. Walking up behind the marines there was JR, Snipes, and Squall all carrying dead marines, using them as shields, JR tossed what looked like two detonators into the hangar. Seeing this the fire team ducked back inside the ship and plugged their ears again as another explosion went off. Rocking the ship wildly the explosion only took out three of the marines and they were running towards the JR and his team. Stopping because they thought the other imperials had hostages, Rizzit and them opened fire on the marines and took them all out. JR, Snipes, and Squall dropped the human shields and started to walk toward the ship.

    "Dang, I wonder if that explosion damaged the ships controls," Rizzit said frowning at the approaching JR. "I am going to check the ship over once again, and Knight get that door closed."
    "Yes sir," Knight said running back over to the access terminal again entering the command codes to close the blast door.
    "Like I expected," Rizzit said coming out of the cockpit, "The controls are fried, and expect them to be on all the other ships too." Rizzit took out his comm to contact FA and update the situation.
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 20, 2004 12:14:41 AM    View the profile of Fallen Angel 
The turbolift doors opened with a *swoosh*, and Angel was immediately on the defensive. IR-5 wailing in one hand, lightsaber twirling in the other, he managed to take down the first few marines next to the door. Pressing his momentary advantage, Angel killed his saber and swung around the medium repeater he had slung around his shoulder.

Tapping into the Force, Angel pushed the next three marines off balance, gaining him a precious few seconds. Shouldering the repeater, Angel wailed off round after round of metallic bolts, shredding human flesh  and piercing armor like it was nothing more than paper.

The return fire from the Republic marines was beginning to peter out, but the remaining marines found their marks. Angel took two bolts in the left leg, glancing blows but they still peeled away flesh and left charred, tattered clothing. Screaming in rage, Angel opened himself fully to the Force. Feeding it with raw emotion, the dark cloud whcih usually only had a presence in his mind expanded and consumed it. Shuting the pain away, Angel picked up a marine and hurled him into the remaining four, knocking them all over.

*click**click**click*

Drawing his vibroblade from his boot, Angel dropped the repeater, its rounds spent. Using the Force to bolster his speed, he sprinted at the troops, dispatching two on his first pass with quick slices to their exposed throats. Blood ran down their armor, poolin at their feet at the the clenched their hands over their torn throats, tryingn in vain to retain the vital fluids which gave them life.

Not stopping his sprint, Angel flew down the hallway as fast as his aching legs could carry him. Exhaustion was already creeping up on him. The Force was a resevoir, and it could be completely drained if used strongly enough. All the raw emotion in the world couldnt futher Angel's efforts, and he was forced to slow his pace.

Stopping, gasping for air, he produced a small datapad with the stations readouts. If I take a right here, there should be a viewport...perfect for decompression Hurrying along his path, he used what remained of his Force energy to shunt away the aching in his burnt legs.

Producing a block of plastique and a remote detonator from his duffel, Angel slapped the high yield explosive on the viewport, and stuck the detonator in it, running the wires into the molded material. Setting the frequency for the detonation, Angel switched his trigger to that frequency and the moved down the hall to the next viewport.

Repeating the process a few more times, and concealing a few trip wires attached to claymore mines and proton grenades, he finally exhausted his supply of explosives except for the block of plastique he wanted to keep for an emergency.

Fate, it seemed, agreed with him.

"Angel," cam the familiar voice of the platoon commander over the comlink, "This is Rizzit, we have a problem. Snipes and JR got a little too friendly with the thermal detonators..."

Angel groaned.

"...and the ships controls are fried." Rizzit continued, "We need to get to the other docking bay, but my datapad was lost in the fray. FK is too busy trying to get the blast doors back open, so can you give me a readout of where to go?"

"Right, 1 second Rizz." Blinking back the tears welling up in his eyes from the pain, he recited to himself  Anger leads to hate, hate leads to pain, pain leads to suffering, suffering leads to the Dark Side. You are a Sith. You know no pain.

"Ok Rizz, it looks like...Crap. The other docking bay is a klik down the third corridor from the left, which leads down to level 16, the level I just boobytrapped and wired to explode...."

"Well that doesn't sound very friendly" Rizz replied.

"I know. Ok, Afyon and Zafo are waiting for extraction in the computer room two levels above me. I'll rendezvous with them and get them to the docking bay.  My advice for you, is to take the turbolift to deck 13, resistance should be minimal there, then cross over to the stairwell a klik and a half down the hall. You'll have to backtrack, but you'll steer clear of  my....handywork."

"We'll be cutting it close, those bombs Rema set have about 7 minutes left till they go off, but we'll meet you there. Rizzit out."

Mutter almost every curse in every language he knew, Angel jogged as fast as his injured leg would let him towards the stairwell, and his fellow SL...


 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 20, 2004 8:25:52 AM    View the profile of Merrick 
As yet, Jester hadn't blown the cover that their malfunctioning ship had so conveniently provided as they entered the Yag'Dhul shipyards. Merrick was still unsure of how easy taking the yards in tact was going to be, especially with most of her squad so trigger and explosives happy. Not that she could really blame them, but that was beside the point. With all the other squads already in place, there could be no mistakes without endangering other Stormies. Not that she cared much about them, just about not landing herself in a cell. She sighed. So far Jester had not ventured outside the ship, as she preferred for them to stay aboard. Less inviting targets that way, and this mission would all be a matter of timing.

The past few days had been spent getting to know the structure and the routines of the people living and working there. For Merrick, anyway. The rest of the squad had sat about whining that they were bored, playing a lot of cards and betting on how many people they could kill before they had to leave the yard. At least they were keeping out of trouble, and despite her wanderings, Merrick had aroused very little suspicion.

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"When shifts change, there's a decent amount of time when most of the stations aren't really manned. That's when we kill the attendants and hopefully avoid any alarms being set off. In the immediate area at least, not enough of us to do the whole place. Then we get one of our slicers to make sure the alarms stay off." Merrick looked at Aeon, who nodded. The entire squad looked happy to finally be getting back into action, and Merrick had to admit she felt pretty much the same way. Having her axe nearby was always comforting, and the numerous other weapons she carried had a reassuring weight that she'd missed in her recent wanderings. Time to shed some blood.
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 20, 2004 6:06:53 PM    View the profile of Afyon 
*Just as the Fire Alarm Begins*


Afyon stared closely at the monitor beside where the computer tech was sitting.  The tech had managed to tap into the security cameras watching the entrance to the core level and the entire core level itself.  Afyon quickly checked his watch and turned back to Zafo who was watching the door.  He noticed the dead bodies that were still lying in the middle of the room.

"Zafo, keep your eyes open but try and hide those bodies eh?  Last thing we need is something to burst in here and see them."  Afyon ordered as he looked back at his watch.  Two minutes before the alarms started, the Dragoons should be only a couple floors away now.  Afyon pushed the pistol back against the tech's head and got the tech to establish contact with Angel.  Afyon quickly sent a warning messager to Angel and waited as the two minutes ticked by slowly.

"Five, four, three, two, one!  Alright set off all those alarms now!"  Afyon ordered to the tech, pistol pointed right in the back of the man's head.  Right on cue, the tech pressed the button and the fire alarms in the entire station began blaring at once.  Afyon reset his watch for a five minute count down.  He could see a group of rebel soldiers enter the picture on the monitor.  Afyon watched closely as the Dragoons made their way inside the core and prepared to set the charges.

Suddenly, Afyon heard a loud swoosh as the door behind him opened.  Afyon wheeled around only to be about twenty meters away from a group of blasters pointed at him and at Zafo who was leaning over a body of a dead rebel.

"Hands up, now!"  The Lieutenant leading the squad ordered.  Afyon pointed slowly to his left arm and then slowly raised his right.  Zafo dropped the weapon he had taken from the dead rebel and raised his as well.  Afyon managed to sneak a glance at his watch, three minutes until the next set of alarms needed to be set off.  "Alright over to the wall, move it!  Hands against it and spread out your legs!  Warner, Saunders, take their weapons."  Afyon slowly walked over to the wall beside where the computer tech was standing while Zafo turned against the wall by the door.  One of the rebels scooped up the pistol Afyon had dropped and shoved Afyon hard, sending a sharp pain through his arm.

The officer walked over behind Afyon and held his gun to Afyon's head.  "Alright scum, you have five seconds to tell me what the hell is going on or I blow your head all over this nice wall."  He growled.  The rebels seemed to be playing rougher lately, probably a sign of their power waning Afyon thought as he continued to stare at the wall.  After about three seconds, the officer gave Afyon a shove on the left side.  It sent another burst of pain through is body but nothing serious.  Afyon let out a howl in pain as if he had been shot and the officer took a step back.  Afyon grinned and stomped his foot hard on the officer's before swinging around and swinging his arm up, knocking the pistol out of the officer's hand and into the air.

The other soldiers, turned around stunned.  Zafo, taking his cue pulled a pistol he had hidden inside his uniform and shot the two near him.  Afyon kicked the stunned officer in the gut before giving him a hard uppercut in the face, knocking the officer back and spraying a small burst of blood into the air.  Afyon dove for the ground and rolled, picking up the pistol on the way.  Two shots just hit the spot where he had been.  Afyon fired a burst back, nailing a rebel in the gut while Zafo shot another one in the back of the head.  Afyon struggled back to his feet and looked down at the floor.  There were four dead rebel soldiers lying near Zafo and the rebel officer was on the ground, hand trying to stop the bleeding from his mouth.  It looked as though his teeth had chomped through part of his lip and the ring Afyon wore on his finger had made a nasty gash on the left side of the officer's face.  Afyon walked slowly over the rebel officer and aimed the pistol he had grabbed down at the officer's head.  Afyon could see fear in the officer's eyes and grinned down at him before firing a single shot between the officer's eyes.

Afyon turned to the tech who appeared to have had the crap scared out of him.  "Alright activate those alarms in three, two, one...now!"  Afyon ordered.  The tech paused for long enough that Afyon aimed the pistol at the tech's head.  The tech gathered his wits and activated the security alarms.  Afyon looked back at the monitor and saw that the Dragoons had just left the core and were starting the trek up.

"Alright Zafo, we have fifteen minutes, prepare to move out!"  Afyon ordered.  He walked over to the comm gear to begin to relay messages between Raiders and the Dragoons.

*After Kami's Post*


Afyon finally managed to get in contact with one of the Raider's fireteams and relayed the information to the Dragoons.  The Raiders were moving to another hanger to grab a ship.  He told that to Kami and gave her the ten minute warning.  Afyon turned to Zafo.  "Alright let's get out of here!"

"What about him?"  Zafo pointed to the tech.  Afyon turned and shot the tech in the head and headed for the door.  Zafo looked up stunned at his squad leader and then made his way out beside him.
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 20, 2004 6:47:38 PM    View the profile of kaMi 
Three marine patrols later, the Dragoons finally reached the junction that lead to the hangar. Stepping warily over the dozen or so dead Rebels strewn about the hanger entrance, Kami moved slowly forwards through the airlock.
"Geezus...the raiders have been here," she murmured, her eyes moving over the carnage that lay beyond the door.
"But where are they now?" Zek grunted, shifting Rema to his other shoulder, "I mean, this is where we were supposed to meet up with them right?"
TK moved ahead of Kami and let out a low whistle, only to have it answered by an echo, "They were here, but they're long gone now."


"Kami, what's your status?"
Kami jumped half a foot into the air before she recognized Afyon's voice, which had drifted out of the small comm attached to her Rebel vest.
"Rema's down Gunny, with a shot to the shoulder," she replied, glancing around the hanger with growing disquiet, "While the rest of us are currently holed up in an empty, raider-less hanger."
A long burst of static filled the air before Afyon replied, "The ship's controls in that hanger are fried, so the Raiders are currently en-route to another hangar on level 16."
"Well what are we waiting for?" TK span about, and began to march purposely back towards the entrance, "We have to catch up."
"Another thing," Afyon's voice took on an edge of warning, "Detour to level 13, then backtrack, cause Angel's set up level 16 with enough explosives to make one hell of a fireworks show."
"Okay Gunny, we're on our way"
Kami slid the comm back onto her vest, then jogged over to Zek to do a quick checkup on Rema.

Pushing the Corporal's damp hair back from his forehead, Kami checked his pulse, then glanced over at TK who was standing impatiently a few meters away , "Sarge, we should really do something about his shoulder."
TK looked at the Corporal, then back at Kami, an apology already etched in his eyes, "We haven't got the time Kami, he should be okay until we reach the hanger."
Swallowing her concern, Kami nodded, then took point as the three Dragoons began the long winding journey back to the lift.

 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 23, 2004 3:10:21 PM    View the profile of Anubis 
The night was a cold one.  With few clouds in the sky, the stars were showing brightly while at the same time exposing the area to coldness.

Anubis walked down the streets of the capitol of Bestine.  The planetary security force had become less furious over the past few days.  Many of the sabotage attempts had disheartened the Force, and others simply quit after losing precious equipment.  Not to mention that many of the resources of the city were focused on investigating the explosion on a civilian train that had currently killed 473 people as well as injuring thousands.

As Anubis passed down a dark alley, he found himself somewhat wishing he had taken the more lighted way back to their hideout.  A number of street bums came up to him, begging for credits or food.  Anubis ignored them, hoping that this shortcut wouldn't prove to be his downfall.

As he went between two large, ancient buildings he found himself face-to-face with a group of large disgruntled indivuiduals.  Anubis immediately went for his blaster.  "I suggest you get out of my way scum, before you get a whole in your chest."  Anubis said in an almost happy tone to what appeared to be the leader of the group.

As the mob drew closer to Anubis, brandishing several types of weapons ranging from primitive clubs to stun batons, Anubis knew what he had to do.  He aimed his blaster at one of the members of the group and fired, falling him to the ground instantly.  Anubis ran to get past the group, hoping to escape back to the hideout not 3 blocks away.  He was stopped by a club smack to the head.  As Anubis began to come back from his daze from the sudden hit, he was stabbed by 2 stun batons, downing him and putting him into darkness.
 
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July 24, 2004 8:35:38 AM    View the profile of Rizzit 
Upon recieving the news from FA that they had to take this new way out, Rizzit got into a bit of a panic. We're not moving all that fast to begin with, trying to get down there in seven minutes until the bombs get off is really going to be pushing it.Realizing that the sooner they got moving, the better their chances were: Rizzit gathered up his fireteam and made the notion to move out.

"Okay guys, we have exactly seven minutes to get this done; so listen carefully! We are to take the turbolift down to level 13 instead of 16, your Squad Leader has so graciously wired that level to exlpode, making it impossible to get through. Rema has also made things hard on us, he has set several bombs up, that are set to go off in exactly seven minutes; so we really have to hurry. Once we get to level 13, we must head over to the stairwell a clik and a half down the hall. Then the four of us must then make a dash down that stairwell to reach the docking bay. I'm hoping for minimal resistance, but you never know. So just in case, take these." Rizzit finished saying as he tossed each of them a heavy repeater. "We can't be wasting time getting in a battle, these are light and will take care of them quick. Wipe out any New Republic soldiers you see. Let's move out!"

Rizzit and his three soldiers took their heavy repeaters and made a dash for the turbolift. Rizzit picked off a couple troopers on the way, as did Flying Knight and Japer. They finally reached turbolift #5 which would take them to level 13. After everyone was inside, Rizzit hit the button labeled 13. Inside the turbolift was like nothing inside the base, it was incredibly clean and it shined with the troopers reflections. The dashboard of the turbolift had a circular button for every floor, which lit up once it was pressed. It was known for its speed however, no sooner did Rizzit press the button: did the four of them arrive on level 13. It chirped with its usual 'ding' 'ding' that was heard on every turbolift throughout the galaxy. The four of them ran out of the turbolift and headed for their stairwell so close, yet so far.I have a bad feeling about this,Rizzit thought to himself.it was too easy getting down here. There has got to be more resistance than this, even on a New Republic base.

There were four minutes left. The halls of level 13 were so narrow; they had to run single-file. They were searching desperately for the stairwell, as they had almost reached the one-and-a-half clik mark. Rizzit was uneasy. It was like he could sense there was trouble coming, but that's rediculous.he told himself. Nobody could do that, unless you're a Jedi!, and I most certainly am not. At least, not anymore.... Rizzit decided to ignore his premonition, because he was probably over-reacting like he has done before when things got critical and he was tired. When finally they found a stairwell, it had a sign over it reading "Stairwell #12: To Docking Bay". "Okay everyone! That's our stairwell. Move! MOVE! MOVE!!!" Rizzit's feeling of unease increased, which he had every reason to worry about now; had it been about the two minutes remaining before the bombs went off, but that was not his problem.

Rizzit's problem was the sign over the stairwell. The number of the stairwell was good enough, but why include the destination of the stairwell? Doesn't the New Republic take precautions in case their bases get invaded? It's like they want us to find our way there. Like it's....it's....A TRAP!! Better call Angel, see if he made it to the docking bay yet.
"Angel! Angel! This is Rizzit! Do you copy?"
"................"
"Angel! Are you there this is important!"
"................"
Frustrated, Rizzit hollered to his troops behind him. "Okay, things are looking like the enemy wants us to find the docking bay. Your SL cannot be contacted, and it seems time is running out. We have to keep going, and get to that bay. Just hope on everything you serve that this is nothing we can't handle, cause we're almost there. Let's pick up the pace! Time is almost up!"

 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 25, 2004 6:57:07 PM    View the profile of Sniping101 
                  OOC: atlast/OOC
                Snipes spit onto the wall. "Can we try my plan now?" Snipes asked, it was a plan he had mentioned on his way here, and it was a plan the RAIDERS had used to some effect before. "If we come in on them from the top they would be surprised, at least, giving us enough of a chance to survey them and give them a mouth full of grenade"

    "And as I said before do you know where the docking bay is?" Rizzit asked

    "Close enough, and if they had planned on us using the stairwells we at least avoided that trap."

    "But that still leaves the problem of the level 15 booby-traps." Rizzit argued

   
    "we don't have a choice" Snipes said blandly, Snipes amazing skill to be dry and monotone only the times like this was amazing and unmatched.

    "Alright start cutting" Rizzit said "but do it quickly."

    Snipes didn't waste time with words; he just removed the cutting torch FA had left in the locker for him along with Snipes beloved Shotgun. He met no resistance on next level as he fell jump threw; he was fallowed quickly by the others. He didn't waste time looking around and started cutting a hole in this floor as well, however he didn't get far before the thud of boots echoed down the hall.

"Damn!" Snipes swore, standing up and replacing the torch.

    "Well, get ready" Rizzit said

    Snipes grabbed up the heavy repeater Rizzit had given him and checked the ammo, it was full, that meant about 100-150 shots, the gun didn't give Snipes an exact readout. He saw the others doing the same. Snipes took a frag grenade and put in his left hand, so he had it gripped between his palm and the gun stock.

    The thudding got closer and Snipes readied himself, he would take them out easily enough, he just hoped he had enough time left to finish cutting threw these floors.

    The rebels came around a corner, and the RAIDERS unleashed their fury upon them, the heavy repeaters had made short work of the rebels, and FK and JR where sent to see if they could find any survivors who might know something about this ambush, it wasn't long before they came back dragging two rebels, each with serious chest wounds and the taller one with a bad head wound.

    "I'm going to give you one chance to co-operate, then I'll turn you over to this big fellow" Rizzit said, pointing at Snipes, who happened to be holding the lit cutting torch at that exact moment. The two started fighting to get his information out first.

 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 26, 2004 10:54:02 PM    View the profile of Zafo 
  Afyon and Zafo had just stepped foot out of the computer room, when they heard the sound of footsteps, moving moderatly fast towards them. In order to dispose of the threat that was oposing them, Zafo raised his blaster. It was soon lowered when he heard the voice of Angel informing him that it was he, and not a rebel that was approaching. Several seconds later, Angel came jogging around the corner.

It looked like Angel had just ran a marathon through hell. He was all sweating and panting and his leg looked like a giant mess of cloth, flesh and blood.

"Musn't have been easy running with that leg, eh Angel?" Zafo asked.

"You know Zafo, I don't think you've ever been so right" Angel muttered.

"Angel, glad to see ya" Afyon said "Well, we better be getting a move on, we don't have much time left"

"Right you are" Angel answered "Since we are higher than the docking bay, and the 16th floor is set to blow up, the fastes way to get there would probably be to blow a hole in the floor, above one of the high decks in the hangar".

"Sounds good" Afyon said with a nod of his head. Then he pointed his gun down the hallway and said "Now, let us be off!"

They ran down the hallway as fast as they could, blasting the occasional rebels as they encountered them. After killing a rebel by blasting him straight in the heart, Zafo felt a wierd kind of emptyness. Becuase of him and his blaster, 5 human beings had lost their life. As they continued down the hallway, everytime he killed a rebel, he added them to his mental counter.

                              6...7...8...9...10

After 15, Every kill became easier and easier, until the point where Zafo felt little or no remorse in ending the rebels lives. He had changed much in the past 30 minutes. He had gone from a fresh, unexperianced trooper who had never seen real combat, to a trooper, who won't even think twice about ending another persons life.

With 3 minutes left before the bombs are due to explode, the 3 imperials come to a halt. Angel takes out a datapad, and checks a map of the station. He double checks, then triple checks. He seems convinced after that, so he turns to Afyon and sais

"Well, we are in position, the docking bay is right below us..."
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 27, 2004 6:17:33 AM    View the profile of kaMi 
Kami stepped out of turbo lift 5 and onto level 13, her heart pounding more quickly with every second that flashed past on her chrono.
They were running out of time...

"We'll have to go single file Sarge," She called back over her shoulder as she took in the narrow corridor spread out ahead of the Dragoons.
TK gave her a nod, then reached over and gently pulled Rema off Zek's back, "Have a breather, I'll carry him for a while."
Zek gave the Sergeant a grateful smile, then relinquished his lightly breathing load, moving up to stand at Kami's side.
"I vote we run," Kami suggested lightly as another minute clicked by.
The three Dragoons looked between each other, shrugged, then simultaneously broke into a quick jog.
Trying to keep her breathing under control so as not to miss catching an ambush, Kami weaved around a pile of dead Rebels and jumped a particularly large wookie marine.
"I'm getting sick of admiring the Raiders handiwork," Zek breathed from behind her, "Have they killed everyone in this station?"

Kami opened her mouth to reply, then sidestepped as a blaster bolt sizzled suddenly up from the floor, scraping across the face of her breastplate.
Reacting instantly, Kami sought out her attacker, a half dead technician near her feet, and ended his life with a series of blaster shots to his head.

"No..." she murmured to a now white-faced Zek, "I'm sure there are plenty more stubborn half-dead Rebels left for us to kill..."
Kami gave Zek an obliging push forwards to get him moving again, then followed the Private as he continued up the corridor, his eyes now constantly scanning the floor for possible survivors.

After covering nearly half a klick, Zek came to a sudden halt, and gestured for Kami to come forwards. "This is new."
Moving curiously to see over his shoulder, Kami took in a crudely cut hole in the floor and felt a grin spread over her face, "Guess we're going down?"
TK let Rema slump to the floor, then, holding his blaster at ready, peered over the edge on the hole. "More dead Rebels next level down."
He let out an exasperated sigh, then gestured for Kami and Zek to bring Rema over, "The Raiders are down there somewhere, so that's where we're headed."
With that, TK vaulted down through the floor and disappeared from view.

Stifling the urge to echo her sergeant's sigh, Kami helped Zek lower Rema to the next floor, all the while battling to reassure herself.

At the rate they were going...they'd never make it out on time...

 
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July 27, 2004 10:25:39 AM    View the profile of Fallen Angel 
Slipping the last of his plastique and detonators out of his duffel, Angel mimmicked themove he pulled at Bilbringi. Rubbing the block of plastic explosive, he began folling it into a rope.

When the rope of high powered explosive reached a length of 2 meters, Angel made a circle with it, right about where the docking bay control center roof was. Sticking the detonator wires in the explosives, he signaled for Art and Zafo to move back, then keyed the safety code into the detonator and set the frequency for the explosion. 

Stepping back, his mental clock running down to 2 minutes, Angel took cover behind a corner in the hallway, and yelled "FIRE IN THE HOLE!"

*Kaboom!*

The station floor rattled as a two meter circular chunk dropped from the floor, crushing rebel techs and troopers waitingi in ambush in the control center below.

Reaching out with the Force, Angel motioned for the two Dragoons to drop down.

"It's clear. There are about 5 rebel marines guarding the ship we need, so make it quick...and then..." Angel's coice trailed off as he felt familiar presences in the Force. They're close, but bogged down..

"What about you?" Afyon asked of the bruised, bloodied and wearied Raiders SL.

"I have to go back, Rema is injured and Kami, Zek and TK are wearing out.  Prep the shuttle for launch. If I'm not back by the time that counter reads zero, get off the station."

"I'm not about to leave my men...and woman behind, or you either. We stay until everyone's aboard." Afyon said, and Zafo nodded his agreement.

Angel caught movement out of th corner of his eye, followed by the whine of Imperial heavy repeaters. "We may not have to, the Raiders are here."

Sure enough the rest of the Raiders squad came pouring into the docking bay, repeaters wailing and downing the rebel marines in quick order.

Dashing to a computer, Zafo disengaged the magnetic locks on the ship and disabled the tractor beam.

"Ok bosses, were good to go" he said.

Shortly after the Raiders came Kami, TK and Zek, the latter dragging the unconscious Dragoon SL over his shoulder.

"Lets go." Afyon said, a big goofy smile forming on his face.

Running full tilt out of the control room, the three Imperial shock troopers caught up alongside the rest of Afyon's squad, as the Raiders poured on to the shuttle.

"Good of you to make it Gunny" Kami said, huffing with exhaustion, "Cutting it a little close though aren't we?"

"Wouldn't have it any other way. I'm kind of missing our 5 star hotel accomadations." Afyon replied.

"You're telling me, getting our papers checked looks like a holiday stroll on Ithor." TK added, also short of breath.

Angel couldn't help but smile at the demeanor of the Dragoons.  "You guys are..." His voice trailed off again as the reached the boarding ramp. The shuttle's engines were beginning to whine as Rizzitg warmed them up.

It wasn't this energy build up that disturbed the SL. He could feel the malice of some unseen foe somewhere in the docking bay.

Tracing its presence, he caught sight of the Rebel sniper up on the girders of the docking bay. Just as the realization began to hit him, he felt the engery build up of the blaster rifle, and immediately knew who it was headed for.

As the bolt left the barrel of the rifle, Angel was already in motion, diving hand outstretched. "KAAAAMIII!" he yelled.

Everything moved in slow motion. The single heartbeat the moment took lasted forever. Knowing exactly what to do when the bolt would hit him, Angel drew  on the Force once more.

The bolt hit him square in the hand, and disappeared. Angel absorbed the energy of the blaster bolt. His veins felt on fire as the new energy poured through his veins. Darkness crept into the corners of his vision, and ANgel knew that he could be consumed by this energy if he didn't release it soon.

Using the last moments of his consciousness, Angel poured the energy into one final action. Reaching out with his hand, he made a pulling motion...and tore ceiling down around the rebel sniper.

Substance, who had been standing at the boarding ramp, caught his SL as he fell, eyes rolling back in his head.

"SIR!!! FA!" He shouted. Dragging his SL into the shuttle after the Dragoons made it onboard, he went back to close the boarding ramp...when the explosives in the core went off.

The station creaked, moaned, then began to shake uncontrollably. The magnetic field keeping the atmosphere of the docking bay in failed.

With a cry, Substance was whisked out into the docking bay, and out into open space....
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
July 27, 2004 7:57:11 PM    View the profile of kaMi 
"NOOO!"
Kami's scream tore free of her throat as she watched Substance fall slowly back from the platform, his arms outstretched in a plea of help, and his eyes wide with horror.
Sprinting forwards, her hand extended, she saw TK slap the button to close the boarding ramp and heard her next scream come out as a shaken sob, "No..."

...the ramp clamped shut with deafening finality...

Frozen to floor in shock, Kami felt Afyon suddenly next to her, his hands unbeleivably strong on her shoulders,
"Kami..."
He gave her a small shake, and suceeded in getting the Private to look at him, "Take care of Angel."
Stifling another sob, Kami nodded, then dropped to her knees next to Angel and clasped his hand, "I'm sorry," she whispered to him as his fingers clutched about hers.
"Don't be..." He murmured back, his body shaking, before he lapsed into unconsciousness.

"Get this thing moving!" Rizzit shrieked as the ship rolled to its side, barely avoiding a large chunk of the hanger, which had begun to fall apart about them,
"NOW! MOVE DAMMIT!!!"
Glancing towards the ship's cockpit, Kami saw the determined silhouette of Snipes wrench the ship's controls about, and felt the ship spin into a defensive maneuver as a result.  The Raiders and Dragoons slipped around off their feet, crashing into various bulkheads and each other as the ship finally whipped out of the hanger at full speed.

Kami tore her eyes away from the view port as the hanger became visible... its interior collapsing into a stream of flames and violent energy.
Substance... Kami's jaw clenched as she looked down on Angel's still form.
He was trying to save his squad leader...who was trying to save me...

Guilt flared up brutally in her chest as the ship finally lurched out of range of the station's demise, and shot out free into space...

 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
August 1, 2004 8:49:55 PM    View the profile of Afyon 
Afyon caught a glimpse of tears coming from Kami's eyes as she knelt over Angel.  He paused for a moment before turning to Zafo and Tk who were standing in the corner.  "You two, lie Rema down and try to stop that wound.  Do the same thing I did to mine.  It'll probably be easier to stop the bleeding because of the charring and there is no shrapnel in there.  But stop it fast!"  Afyon ordered.  He looked down at his injured deputy.  The would didn't seem too bad but it obviously hit a bad spot.  The two men quickly began to cut the uniform around the wound and wrapped it up as best they could.

Afyon walked back over to Angel and saw Kami kneeling there in deep thought.  She had attempted to stop the bleeding in his leg but already the blood was noticable on the cloth she had placed around it.  Afyon turned to Zek to get him to help but noticed something wrong.  Zek seemed to be sitting on the floor but he wasn't responding and there was blood coming out his lower side just above his right hip.  "Dammit he must have been hit by the guy who shot Angel"  Afyon muttered.  "Dammit half my squad is in horrendous shape"  He continued as he ripped off the fake temporary sling he had on and began to try and wrap it around Zek's waist once.  Afyon was having trouble with it, his left arm was still in the sling and he could get it to move enough in order to tie the cloth properly.  He got one the Raiders to assist him and they quickly began to deal with Zek's injuries as best as they could.

When they were finished, Afyon stood up slowly and looked around the room at the wounded.  He looked at the men who were also sitting around the shuttle or caring for them.  They had all been through hell.  These missions had taken a serious toll on both squads both physically and mentally.  Inside, the adrenaline rush had cooled and Afyon began to think about the mission in greater clarity and reason.  He shuddered when he remembered the images of the men he had shot at point blank range in cold blood.  Especially the rebel officer lying helplessly on the floor of the computer room.

Afyon tried to shake the thought out of his head.  The sites were horrific, the sound, the look of fear, the blood and brain matter spraying out.  Afyon trembled.  He had stepped out beyond the bounds of being a soldier and had entered the relm of a whole new form of cold blooded murder.  Calculated death to helpless people was something Afyon couldn't handle and the fact that he had performed such an action shook him.  It was this moment that Afyon realised that the current imperial doctrine was as evil as the doctrine the pirates who killed his parents.  Cold blooded murder was not something he ever supported and from this moment on he would refuse to commit it.  The Empire is evil in many ways.  The doctrine must be changed or we risk becoming programmed like robots capable of unthinkable destruction of human life.  I will no longer uphold this doctrine...there are other ways and unless we follow them, the devastation we will create will be of such unthinkable evil that our souls and consciencees will be lost forever. Afyon thought to himself.  He know understood the evils of the side he fought for and he also knew the path to begin his salvation and ease his conscience.
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
August 2, 2004 6:02:59 PM    View the profile of Sniping101 
Snipes leaned comfortably back in the pilots chair, hands crossed behind his head, the comforting blue swirl of
Hyperspace spun over head. He smiled easily, the two squads whose rivalry had always been open had worked well together today, the Dark Dragoons and the RAIDERS, Substance had died, Kami was getting over it and the squad was pretty well beat up, but that was nothing unusual, Snipes felt good about the mission, not a overwhelming success, but one all the same, one Snipes felt good about. The blood the blaster shots, the chaos, the stuff that let Snipes know what life was, Snipes envied the Dark Jedi, able to perceive it in so many different ways.

    "That needs looked at, Snipes." FlyingKnight said motioning at Snipes arm where a bad cut was leaking blood all over

the place.

    "So it does" Snipes said, bending over he tore a chunk off his shirt and wrapping it around his arm to stop the

bleeding.

    "What about those burns?" the other said, referring to a few shots Snipes had taken else where

    "There are others who need it more, I'll just haveta take a short dip in the bacta tank"

    "There won't be time"

                "I know" Snipes said, almost regretting.

    Snipes returned to his musing about the mission. He still wished he had been able to kill the idiot that had shocked him. Hatred flared up in him as he thought of the fool, the insolence. Snipes calmed himself, he had seen much change in himself since he had joined almost two years ago, some for the better, some for the worse, but he had found his place, as a Stormtrooper. Snipes smiled and the reflection on the cockpit window smiled back, its eyes changing from the bright green to a steely gray. And it was then he wondered how many times his eyes changing color had saved him, he did not truly know, or know if it ever had, and in the end he wasn't even sure why they changed, or if there ever was a reaso
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
August 3, 2004 5:12:20 AM    View the profile of kaMi 
Kami was asleep, and in her mind her father was standing over her, fists clenched...
"Get up," He growled, "You have to be strong."
Kami let out another sob, shook her head and curled up into a tighter ball in his shadow, her cheek throbbing where his blow had fallen.
"There's no room for the weak in the Empire," Her father had snarled, his bright green eyes icy, "Only the strong can uphold the order."
Leaning forwards, he offered his hand to his youngest daughter, the muscles of his arms flexing under the bright light of the training room
"This is the last time Kami..." he warned, "from now on; you have to stand on your own."
Shocked at the gravity in his eyes, Kami hesitated; then looked at the hand as though it might leap out and strike her again
"Take it Kami," her father commanded, "Don't be afraid to stand on your own two feet..."


"Kami,"
She jolted out of the fog of sleep, blinking away the image of her father's Kuati Uniform.
"Kami," Zafo's face was hovering in front of hers, "We're nearly home."
"Oh," Kami sat forwards and nearly collided with a bulkhead, "Thanks Zaf."
Around her Afyon and Rizzit were shaking awake the rest of the Raiders and Dragoons, who were letting out a series of angry curses and tired grunts in response. Looking towards the cockpit she saw Snipes and Flying Knight, preparing to pull the ship out of hyperspace.
"Huh...wassa?" TK's head came up from where it had slumped on his shoulder as Kami placed a cold hand on his cheek, "We're nearly at the Dominion Sarge."
"Oh..." TK ran a hand through his crumpled hair, whipping it into uneven spikes "How do I look?"
Kami took in the black smudges under his eyes, and the blood streaked down his armor, "Very sexy Sarge."

She heard someone let out a muffled laugh, and glanced over to her left to see a fully awake, and fully operational Angel.
She felt her mouth drop open as her eyes stayed to his leg wound, which seemed to have stopped bleeding entirely.
"How..." She reached out and touched the bandage lightly, the blood's dry...
Angel gave her a weary smile, "Don't ask."

Just then, Snipes pulled the lever, and dropped the Rebel ship out of hyperspace. Almost immediately, a crass voice boomed over the comm, demanding to know the name and purpose of the light freighter.
Snipes answered back in a breezy drawl, and began the lengthy task of reciting codes for identification.
After a brief period of silence, another voice came over the comm, sounding immensely relieved, "Welcome home Dragoons, Raiders. The Dominion awaits you're arrival."

 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
August 3, 2004 10:59:54 AM    View the profile of Fallen Angel 
Limping to the cockpit, his wounds still burning, Angel looked out the front viewport.

"How you doing boss?" Snipes asked from the pilots seat.

"I feel like I went a couple of rounds with a Krayt Dragon, but other than that I feel just peachy." Angel winced as the Dominion's tractor beam latched on to the shuttle, causing the ship to lurch forward.

The ship's comm crackled to life. "Attention freighter Alpha zero six eight niner, High General Fury asks the immediate presence of Squad Leaders Afyon and Nimiichi, as well as Platoon Commander Rizzit on the bridge as soon as docking is complete. Over."

Angel waved off Snipes hit the comm button himself. "Roger that control, this is Senior Sergeant Nimiichi. Tell the General we'd love to meet with him, but he may want to let us hit the fresher first. Over."

"Negative Sergeant." Came the reply of a familiar voice. "And dont try to use those Jedi techniques on my personnel."

Angel struggled to stifle his laughter, but managed to reply. "Yessir General. We'll be at the bridge in about 15 standard minutes. Angel out."

Shaking his head, Angel patted Snipes on the shoulder and gimped back into the main passenger bay. Tapping Afyon as he passed, and doing the same to Rizzit, Angel let t hem know about Fury's orders.

"You don't think he'll send us back out this soon do you?" Afyon asked. "I mean, my squad is up to the challenge, but were pretty beat up. My ASL is still unconscious, Zek is in bad shape, I've got this goddamn arm wound..."

"I know Afy." Angel replied, "If I hadnt been able to slip into meditation I wouldnt be standing here right now. That's besides the point that we lost one of our own out there. Substance was a good trooper, and an even better guy. NOw I'm down 3 troops since Dee and Otto are still away on DJO business."

"Calm down fellas" Rizzit interjected. "Maybe he just wants to congratulate us on a job well done. You know, break out the mini bar and snacks?"

Angel almost choked on his tongue.

"Fury? We're talking about the same Fury here right? High General? Army Prefect?....OK well maybe he will."

The trio burst out laughing, drawing the ire of the tired, wounded troops.

Turning to address the Raiders, Angel announced. "OK guys heres the deal. Afy, Rizz and I Are expected on the bridge right after touch down. You guys, chuck any gear not yours on the ground, then hit the freshers, get some chow and some sleep. Keep your comm's close though, we may be going out again before long."

The groans continued well into the final landing cycle.

*                                          *                                    *

"Does he like to keep us waiting?" Afyon whispered to Rizzit. The three commanders looked like nothing more than 3 bums swept from the gutter fo some backwater planet, their hair greasy and unkempt, clothes bloody and tattered, and they didnt smell to fresh either.

"Yah well I guess his opinion of immediately is a little different from ours." Rizzit replied.

Just then the duty guard announced "Attention on deck, General Fury is present."

Just then Fury strode through the bridge hatch, his long strides and cool demeanor making him look everybit the leader of the Army. He had a heavy presence, for a non-Jedi that is, and it commanded immediate respect. Four stormtroopers in full gear followed closely behind him.

The three scraggy leaders saluted their boss.

"Sweet loving Sith!" Fury exclaimed, "I didnt know you guys had a garbage fetish"

WIth no response, Fury's face went from happy to complacent. "OK, at ease. Now I know you guys had a rough mission, and I've already been breifed on what happened. Angel, I'm sorry for the loss of Substance, but I have something here that might in some small way make it up to you." The smile came back on Fury's face.

"May I present the newest memebers of your squad. Private First Class Caleb, and someone I know your brother was very familiar with, Lance Corporal Lukas Yuy. He was just recalled from Tattoine where the Wraiths are doing some diversionary tactics to keep Republic Forces off our backs."

"What I need from you three now," Fury continued, is to go with that Intelligence Officer there" Pointing to a creepy looking man he added "Yes, i dont like him either, just go and get debriefed, then hit the freshers."

Saluting the General, the trio made their way from the bridge, accompanied by the grisly looking officer. ON their way out they heard FUry yell at some poor technician "GET ME SOME AIR FRESHENER!"
 
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August 3, 2004 7:22:00 PM    View the profile of Caleb 
Caleb saw the three leaders walk off into the distance. Then he looked at fury and said "What will you have me do now sir." Fury look back around at caleb and said "Go to the control room and turn all cameras on automatic."He said with a daring look. Then do whatever but keep your Com in your pocket.

A few minutes later caleb found the control room (finaly) and saw the cameras Control System. He typed in the code and the cameras started up. He saw some of the RAIDERS coming out of a ship and they looked like hell. He was glad that he wasnt there. He thort he would go checkout the bar.

On his way to the bar he saw lots and lots of rooms and wondered what was in them. He thort he would peek through one. He saw just a bunch of Blasters and armour. It looked like it was some kind of supply room. He looked through annather and saw a pile of boxes of explosives. What kind of a place was this?"He said." It looked like enough explosives to blow a whole Starship up.

When he arrived at the bar he saw some other Troopers. There wasnt much to do here he thort. He staid there for a while until some more RAIDERS walked in.
 
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August 3, 2004 8:05:10 PM    View the profile of Afyon 
The three commanders made their way back to the hanger to round up their squads and report for debriefing.  As they turned the corner to approach the hanger, Afyon heard his comlink beep.  He reached down instinctively with his left arm and felt a sudden jolt of pain.  "Dammit"  He muttered as he winced slightly.  He reached across his body with his right hand in order to unclip the comlink off his left side.

"Gunnery Sergeant Afyon."  He said grouchily into the comlink.

"Gunny, I am sending a man down to your squad now.  He was supposed to be sent to Wraiths but your squad has taken a serious beating so he is assigned to you know.  Private First Class Sandwich Sam should be by your shuttle by the time you arrive there."  Fury said.  "I love how these greenies jump at your ridiculous threats."  He said, suppressing a laughter as he killed the comlink.  Afyon grinned for a moment.  The General did manage to have a sense of humour at rare moments.

The three entered the hanger and as Afyon approached the shuttle, he could see a man standing in a shining new set of stormtrooper armour.  The trooper rushed up immediately.

"Gunny Sergeant Afyon?"  He asked of the three.

"At ease Private."  Afyon said immediately.  "Welcome to the squad.  I'll brief you in about us a bit later, right now the rest of us are heading up for debriefing.  Grab yourself a cup of coffee and relax for a while.  Report to the Dragoon's area in about an hour and I'll introduce you to everyone."  Afyon concluded before dismissing the soldier.  "Alright you guys."  Afyon said, turning to the squad.  "Head up for debriefing immediately."  Afyon ordered.  He could see that Rema had already been taken to the sick bay, he hoped that his ASL would be back in decent enough shape to head out on the next mission whenever that would be.  Afyon turned and headed towards the exit along with the rest of the Dragoons and Raiders.
 
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August 4, 2004 1:54:28 AM    View the profile of Caleb 
Caleb sat up from his chair in the bar and walked out. He made his way through one of the halls. He saw a whole lot of men getting debreifed. There cuts and wounds were as deep as a Sword-Tip-Stab. He saw a Girl with watery eyes. They truly hadn't gone to heaven yet.

But the wounds and cuts! And the burned armour and skin! Caleb was amazed that these guys can stand these things hurting. It was like he felt there pain, like it reminded him of somthing. "Man.... I sure did join in the right place at the right time." He said.

2 hrs later Caleb was walking around a docking bay wen Angel came out.

"Welcome to the Raiders." Angel said.

"Thanks."

"By the way are we going on a Mission?" Caleb questioned.

"I dont know. But we maybe going on one soon." Angel replied.

"Damn... I havn't gotten much practice sence basic training.." Caleb mumbled.

But Caleb was more afraid of either dying or pain.... Because he new what pain was back then... Pain = Screams, Cries and Hurting.

So Caleb went to a training centre for a few hrs.

After that Caleb made his way to the room were he was staying before the Raiders and Dragoons had landed. When he was in the room he quickly changed his clothes into an impressing look. Then he made his way to the bar hoping to find some Raider teammates.
 
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August 4, 2004 9:07:42 AM    View the profile of Fury 
It had taken long enough to get the Dominion into position outside of Yag'Dhul.  The damn captain had, of course, quibbled until he could ensure every repair was made to his satisfaction.  There was safety-conscious, then there was asinine.

Fury had taken his personal ship, the Kodama, onto the defense platform.  Army support vessels had begun the demolition of starfighter patrols that threatened to interfere with the takeover process.  The local Givins had wisely chosen to stand down and avoid any further destruction to their prize facilities.

He was wearing army field uniform grays with light armor.  Just enough to avoid getting wasted on this orbiting heap. Given time, he would assess things and come to some decisions on what to do next.
 
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August 4, 2004 10:01:53 AM    View the profile of Kuroishi 
Kuroishi came back covered in blood.

Another few hours would have people see his macab creations and panic even more.

A few well placed demolitions on the waste disposal units should provide a nice touch at this juncture.

Kuroishi washed off and let himself sleep before carrying out his plans.

***Fade to dream sequence***

"NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"

"Somebody please help me."

"Oh god. Oh god my legs."

Kuroishi stood in the middle of the train wreck surrounded by people, many missing limbs and having various grievous wounds.  All reaching for Kuroishi and pleading with thier gazes asking why, why them?

***Snap back to reality***

Kuroishi snapped into a sitting position.  With all he had done lately he was begining to question if he should be locked away somewhere or even sent to his well deserved death.

The weight of everything he had lost forced it's way forward again.  Despite his best efforts not to do so Kuroishi began to cry.

Vengance was all he had left and vengance was a dangerous motivator.  Kuroishi sat there is the quiet until dawn.
 
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August 4, 2004 5:10:45 PM    View the profile of Argon Viper 
Argon had been in his sniper roost for several hours.

He'd seen quite a few things in that time.

Kuroishi had obviously returned to his previous state, brutally murdering half a dozen security guards and making a rather disturbing emblem out of their lost limbs.

City police forces were quite obviously losing, the Wraith's tactics had taken a severe toll, and the police had apparently decided to effectively surrender the city streets after dark.

To whom, it wasn't quite clear.

It was obvious that the Wraiths were not capable of controlling the streets by themselves, which meant that there were groups they hadn't fully researched that would now be taking over.

He thought he had a clue where to find out, though.

An hour ago, Anubis had entered an alley, obviously on his way back to the headquarters, but he hadn't come out the other side.

It seemed a reasonable place to start.

"Fish," he said into his comm, "no response necessary.  The police have ceded the streets, armed groups are implied, but not in evidence.  Anubis has disappeared into an alleyway on grid location 31-97.  I am going to investigate, will keep you informed."
 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
August 4, 2004 5:59:14 PM    View the profile of Caleb 
Caleb walked into the bar until his grin turned into a suprising look, "Were is every one?" He Wondered. "This place looks pretty deserted".Caleb went back to the room he was staying in and thort he would go and do some training.When he arrived there he decided to do hard mode. And he practiced and trained and when he came back he was so tired he almost fell asleep on the way back. He went to the bar after he had changed. He needed a good drink.

There wasnt much action going on. Caleb felt more ready then ever to go on a mission. "This is getting boring." Caleb said. So he went back to the place he was staying and thort he would play with the DEJARIK HOLOCHESS TABLE.











 
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  RE: Chapter 8 : Army
August 4, 2004 8:31:54 PM    View the profile of Lukas_Yuy 
Lukas walked down the corridor in silence as usual, not talking much.

He walked down to his quarters and entered it, the door sliding behind him.

Lukas walked over to his dresser and studied his new squad's tactics and strategies on the battlefield.

After he was done with reviewing the strategies and tactics, he looked over the Raiders squad,very carefully reviewing every person on the squad roster.

Lukas set down the datapad after done looking over the Raider roster. He got up and checked over all his weaponry and gear, to make sure it was all in order and working properly.

Lukas read up on another datapad on what had happened to the Raiders so far on the mission. He took a moment of silence to remember the recent lose of Substance.

He got up and went down to the lounge and found that not many people were there.

Lukas walked over to a nearby window and looked out, thinking about various tactics and strategies on the battlefield.

He hoped that his Special Forces and Sniper skills would come in handy for the Raiders, and would do anything in his power to help them complete there mission at any cost.
 
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