Wraith Squad

With the shades closed and Kuroishi sleeping in a chair, Anubis and Hunter sat quietly speaking about the mission that was at hand.  "So what do you think of the Devaronians, a little creepy huh?"  asked Anubis as he took a bite of his energy bar.  Hunter nodded before responding.  "Yeah, they really are scary, especially with some of those crucifixions out there certainly don't go towards making them seem friendly."  Anubis nodded at this before finishing off his energy bar.

The door suddenly opened and the two looked over to find Snipes and Otto enter.  Anubis then got up and gave a little shake to Kuroishi, standing back just in case the man decided to do something crazy as he woke up.  Kuroishi opened his eyes and got up to greet Snipes and Otto while Anubis went back to talking with Hunter about various trivial things.
 
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+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
TRP/CPL Anubis Benor/4SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
Wraith Squad
Vast Empire Army

Kuroishi studied the bank records and transmissions.  So they were on planet and were attempting to make headways into the colony they had holed up in for now.

Now they just needed the location.

"Wraith squad time to prepare for action.  Otto get what we have so far over to Cosmic.  We are still inside hostile territory but I suspect we will be having move and possibly combat orders shortly."  Kuroishi barked.
 
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Kuroishi
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5/13/2005-My journey to the Darkside is complete

    Nightstalkers

   

    Phenix had hardly stepped away from the shuttle's landing area, and already he was littered with ideas. He decided the first place they should head, he decided, as the nearest law enforcement station. They walked away from the ship, and lead themselves onto a street where they could possibly find a taxi shuttle. They waited a few minutes and finally managed to wave down a passing transport.

    Stepping inside, both Phenix and Nicholas noticed a long cut running along the driver's right cheek. The door closed, and Phenix said in a grunt, "We need to get to the nearest local law enforcement building. Make it fast." And with that, they sped off towards wherever the closest station might be.

    After moments of silence, Nicholas felt himself curious enough to ask, "Might I ask how you got yourself that scar, there? It looks pretty fresh. Had yourself a little scrap, did you?"

    As though the driver barely heard the question, he seemed to stare off into the distance, barely even watching for traffic. Finally, he said, "Let's just say some...Local law enforcement issues."

    "The municipal kind, or the...Imperial kind?" Nicholas asked cunningly. The grin on his face looked as though he had just made some kind of amazing discovery. Phenix thought it was arrogance.

    "So, you know about the Imperial collection down south, then. Bunch of wormly people, they are. The Imperials claim the people here owe them loyalty, since they offer their "protection." Extortion is what it is! Now, you didn't hear it from me, but...I accidentally came across a little gathering of Imperial grunts on my travels. They shot down my taxi speeder and sent me crashing right into the street! A squad came to investigate, but I had already escaped out of the speeder and ran. Got this scar in that accident. The armor...they weren't wearing the armor, but I know it was from that Vilcorp company. I know it from the logo. They had a bunch of boxes wit hthe VilCorp logo! Now, I'm not sure exactly what their business is here, but I know it ain't gonna look pretty for us in a few years to come. Tell you what: Since you're going to the station, try talking to Ferenn. He knows a little bit about this VilCorp business."

    And with that, the two departed from the taxi, paid the driver, and relayed what they had learned to their squad leader...

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Private First Class Phenix
Nightstalkers Squad
Storm Platoon
Army of the Vast Empire
TRP/PFCPhenix/3SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1REG/VEA/VE [LoR]

"Let me help you tie the rope around your neck..."

*** Taskforce Leader ***

Cosmic opened a channel on his comm. link to all three squad leaders. The channel was kept public so as to avoid any hastles with any authorities for holding a secure channel. A fairly strong wind had begun to blow through the city as he made his way back to the shuttles. As he strode down the crowded streets, he brought the communicator up close to his mouth, "Hey kids, how are you guys holding up?"

Kuroishi was the first to reply. Cosmic slightly chuckled to himself as the squad leader played along, "Doing good, pops. Everyone's holding up pretty good. Homework is almost done."

"Good to hear," Cosmic scooted aside as a little Devaronian girl ran past him and to her mother's welcoming arms. "Listen," he began as he restarted his walking pace, "I'm heading home. I've got some good news."

Cosmic heard a chuckle that was distinctly Fish from the comm., "Mom's going to be happy."

"We'll see who's happy when you've got a pistol to your head, Fish." Merrick chimed in.

"I'll see you guys at home." Cosmic closed the channel and quickened his pace.

/OOC: I've sent an email to your squad leaders with information about our objectives. I know Kip is on leave, so if any of you need this information (your SL's haven't sent it to you), email me or catch me on IRC and I'll get it to you. Also, we need to post a bit more, guys. We're falling behind. /OOC
 
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Cleric "Cosmic" Vor'soth
CoT/BG Cosmic/HCA-3/SL/3SQD/2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/Tadath/VEA/VE
[OPE][OTH][OPA][EW1][CDS][IH][GS][LM][SoS][CRoM][CoH][PoC][MSM][SCP][SoA][IOC]
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Cleric "Cosmic" Vor'soth
SL/KPR Cosmic/Lion 1-1/Lopen/VEDJ/VE
[VP][WoS2][KC1][SoY][EoP][OAK]
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Wraith Squad

"Wraith squad, briefing time.  Just got this in from Cosmic so listen up.  Our orders are to scout out Vil Corp presence.  Intel suggest they only have small patrols near the colonies but they are mostly held up in the capital.  The capital then is our main objective.  We have reason to believe they are pressing Devaronians into service and using strong arm tactics to keep them in line.  Intel also believes they are using a number of AT-AT and AT-PT walkers.  Count on some AT-STs as well.  CASE White has been authorized.  That means we find a officer we are clear to take him down.  Say good bye to the posh accomidations and the good grub.  We depart in ten."  Kuroishi briefed Wraith squad.

Kuroishi could not help but reflect on the code talk Cosmic had setup for the mission.  Kuroishi was over 50 and his voice betrayed it.  If it lead to a compramise, well he'd fought his way through some pretty tough odds.  Hell 10:1 was a good day for most of his commands.

Though that was the past.  Most of the current squad he was with have not been with him for very long and he was still getting to know thier strengths and weaknesses.  What he was accustomed to took years to develop.

Now as he prepared for another mission he found himself reflecting on the fact he would learn another leason soon.

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Kuroishi
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5/13/2005-My journey to the Darkside is complete

*** Taskforce Leader ***

Cosmic walked into the Lambda-class shuttle and sat down on one of the twenty empty seats. He closed his eyes and rested his hands on his thighs as he slowly let his head fall back onto the cushioned headrest behind him. The pilot, Jonathan Gate, sat himself down opposite of him and leaned back, "You feelin' alright, General?" Cosmic nodded and opened his eyes, "Just dandy, Gate." Jonathan grinned and clasped his hands together over his stomach, "If I may, sir, you seem a bit uncomfortable." Cosmic chuckled and looked up at the above metal plating, "Uncomfortable, no. Concerned... yes. Why do you ask?"

Jonathan shrugged his shoulders and took a deep breath, "Was just wondering, sir. I mean I know that you're a battle hardened vet with a lifetime of experience on the field under your belt, and I had a feeling that you were a bit disconcerted about something."

"Nah, I'm good. We've got three excellent squads in this taskforce. The only thing that has me the slightest bit concerned is the fact that we've got a decent amount of greens tagging along for the ride. For some, this will be their first combat experience, and this is no ordinary mission we're dealing with."

Jonathon nodded, "Yeah," he whispered. "It's not exactly like your run-of-the-mill search-and-destroy mission in the hopes of bagging a good Rebel."

"Hopefully," began Cosmic, "Our guys will be able to discern those from VilCorp's army. They're Imperial, so I'm assuming that they're going to be wearing the standard Stormie armor as we do. They may hesitate at the fact of shooting another in white with the same emblem... maybe not our more veteran soldiers, but most certainly our greens."

The young man gave a small nod and rose from his seat and returned to his pilot's chair, "We'll hold up, sir."

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His feet created a steady rhythm as he quickly jogged through the small corridor towards the Colonel's base of operations. As a lowly Corporal and aide to Colonel McFarley himself, he was getting used to running frequent errands. Upon rounding a corner and making his way into the local command center, he spotted McFarley talking to a couple lieutenants; both had the shame of guilt depicted on their faces. Corporal Jenson removed the datapad from his left pocket and began making his way to the Colonel with the hopes that his superior would be pleased with his delivery.

"I want it done immediately," barked McFarley. "No more mistakes and no more delays. I want it done within the hour." The Colonel redirected his attention the young voice who calmly said "Sir" behind him. His eyes lit up slightly at the sight of his aide greeting him with a crisp salute.

"Ah, Corporal Jenson. I hope you have some good new for me today, the gods know I need it."

"That I do, sir." Jenson handed McFarley the datapad and watched as the Colonel began to read through the report.

"Scouts from the colony of Vien'na have reported an unusual group of humanoids suddenly arriving on Devaron simultaneously. They appeared in Vien'na, a colony in the northern hemisphere, and began asking questions at all the local facilities: law authorities, local cantinas, financial facilities, et cetera."

McFarley nodded as he finished his reading, "And which scouts reported this?"

"Psi and Beta squads, Colonel. Our two shadow teams." Jenson clasped his hands behind him and grinned, "The strategy has turned out to be useful, sir. Two scouting squads dressed as civilians in order to disappear while continuing surveillance undetected."

"That's why they're called 'shadow teams', Corporal." McFarley gave a pat on Jenson's right shoulder, "Well done."

"What do you wish to with this issue, sir? It has to be more than coincidence that these humanoids are here. They're up to something."

McFarley nodded, "I'm interested, myself, as to what they're doing on this forsaken planet. Have both teams follow them, split them up if need be, and make sure they do it smartly."

Jenson nodded and saluted before running back to where he came in order to relay his orders. McFarley walked over to a nearby map computer console and activated the screen. A holo-projection of the planet blurred into existence - all continents visible to the Colonel. McFarley typed in a few commands, and the hologram of the planet zoomed into the northern hemisphere and into the city of Vien'na. A 3d model of the city was projected and began rotating as the Colonel studied it. His right hand rose up and began scratching his chin, "... What are you doing here."

/OOC: Squad Leaders, there are still those who do not know what our objectives are. Relay the objectives I have sent to you to your squad members. Jester, let me know if any of you need the objectives, I know Kip is on leave and I'm not sure if he's sent them to you yet. /OOC

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Cleric "Cosmic" Vor'soth
CoT/BG Cosmic/HCA-3/SL/3SQD/2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/Tadath/VEA/VE
[OPE][OTH][OPA][EW1][CDS][IH][GS][LM][SoS][CRoM][CoH][PoC][MSM][SCP][SoA][IOC]
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Cleric "Cosmic" Vor'soth
SL/KPR Cosmic/Lion 1-1/Lopen/VEDJ/VE
[VP][WoS2][KC1][SoY][EoP][OAK]
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Wraith Squad

The transport arrived at the small port.  The Wraiths in civilian clothing entered the transport along with a number of others.  Taking a seat on a hard metal bench with his bag at the side of his leg, he looked among those that were in the transport heading for the capital city of Devaron.  A much more diverse group of several different species as well as other humans, it became apparent that some aboard the transport were likely Imperials, but who was another matter to decide.

A rumble was heard as the transport shook, its repulsorlifts bringing it several meters high before jolting off towards the capital city.  Looking out the transparisteel window, Anubis got a strange feeling that they were entering an enviornment that wouldn't be as inviting as they'd seen before.  He jumped a little as Otto took a seat next to him.  Eyeing the man for a moment, Anubis returned back to looking out at the colony that was nearly out of eyesight and closed his eyes in anticipation for the endeavor that was yet to face the Wraiths against VilCorp.
 
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+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
TRP/CPL Anubis Benor/4SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
Wraith Squad
Vast Empire Army

OOC:Better Nate than Lever /OOC

Wraith Squad

Snipes looked down at himself, the beige, utilitarian, clothing fit loosely to better allow movement but not so loose as to get in the way at anytime. The jacket was plain, it had a good deal of pockets, which Snipes enjoyed, and was tucked ruffly into his pants, his pants where the same beige and also had a good deal of pockets, something Snipes didn't enjoy so much, getting used to the feel was a. . nuisance. Snipes carried no gun at his side, instead he had a palm blaster up each sleeve and a knife in his boot. Anybody wearing workers clothing and carrying a gun would look suspicious, the only advantage was that they could go anywhere in this clothing and not be looked at twice, even Snipes. He had taken the precaution of removing the talismans and beads from his hair and pulling it all back in loose tail, also Snipes neglected to shave, not that a day of not shaving would make him look that scraggly, but it would help. Snipes wasn't entirely sure what the rest of the squad was carrying as far as weaponry, only that Hunter had a Bipolar BMC-150 Carbine on his back because Snipes had helped him put it there and keep it from sticking out. He knew everyone carried at least some sort of holdout blaster and probably a bladed weapon as well.

Snipes and Anubis' job was an interesting one, since the termination of opposing officers was allowed the duo were to seek out off duty officers and either take them down in silence or capture them for later interrogation and likely eventual execution. Kuroishi and Hunter were going to take a look at the Imperial presence within the city and Otto and Rommel were going to find a base of operations, preferably something in an industrial district populated mostly with droids. The idea was that they would meet up later and head out of the city to survey the Imperial presence out there.

The more Snipes looked around though, the more he realized that even in the nondescript clothing the pair still stood out among a mostly Devaronian populace, there were humans alright, but they all stood out, Snipes hoped that most of the imperials were human, they likely wouldn't notice the other humans, instead concentrating on the Devaronians frightening appearance. Snipes first idea for a stop was, of course, a bar. Despite, or maybe because of, his love for bars Snipes realized this was the best place to find off duty officers. Snipes knew an officer likely wouldn't be in any old bar, chances were they would find one of the better ones; but even there Snipes wasn't seeing any, he and Anubis walked around the city, Snipes felt uneasy about stealing a speeder, no point breaking more laws than he had to until the time was right. Snipes could see patrols of Stormtroopers walking the city, always in groups, ofter lead by an officer and surrounding a group of Devaronians; but never did Snipes find a officer, or any other Imperial off duty or alone in the city, Snipes concluded it wasn't safe for them.

Eventually, after a few hours of searching, Snipes surrendered and went into a tavern filled with the demon-esque Devaronians. Snipes took a seat at the bar on a stool far from door. The room wasn't very large, but neither was it unusually small, it had booths lining one wall and a long bar lining the other, between there was enough room for a row of round tables with room for four or five at each. Anubis leaned up against a piece of wall next to Snipes until the seat between Snipes and the wall became available. Snipes just sat in there and threw back a glass of a local whiskey, it was harsh and burned, but Snipes enjoyed it, something in the taste made it something he wished he had more of.  The Bar was crowded, mostly with Devaronians, a couple rodians drinking with a twi'lek in the back corner, and an occasional human, who received dark looks from the locals.

Snipes wasn't drinking long before Anubis started asking what they were doing, Snipes reply involved buying Anubis a drink and downing another glass. The two sat there for a good amount of time, the comm crackled at one point, telling where the base was in a code conceived by the squad sometime before their leaving Tadath. Snipes knew it was beginning to get late and that he should report in, but he knew it would be better to ignore his comm while he was in the bar, he didn't want the attention that a comm conversation always seemed to bring. Another hour passes and Snipes was ready to leave and Anubis was starting to get tipsy, but not badly, it was strong whiskey and he was a soldier for taking it this long. So Snipes stood up and reached into his coat pocket to find some credits, but a commotion at the door drew his attention away from his pocket.

Snipes could hear some yells and some screams, and then blaster shots, Snipes was too far in the back to see anything, but instincts told him that the bar was about to be raided, his first notion was to pull his blaster and prepare to run, but he put that one down fast enough and instead sat back down, pulling Anubis down next to him. A second later Snipes heard the clank of armor and glimpses of white as Stormtroopers entered the bar, they moved to start rounding the Devaronians up, but they resisted, and Snipes smiled. Snipes stood up slowly.

"Death to the Imperials" Snipes said, slowly, deliberately. Snipes didn't yell it, didn't try to make a speech, he just let the words form into a chant as blasters and vibro-weapons appeared

The first shot was fired by Snipes himself though, into the chest of the officer than had lead the stormtroopers in. Snipes hoped he hadn't missed too badly, the man fell quick, Snipes hoped he wasn't dead. Snipes, in the commotion, fired off a few more shots from his hold out until it ran out of power and he placed it back in his arm spring. And pushed the handy device back in place. Then Snipes tapped Anubis on the shoulder and and pointed to the door. As he did so though the stormtroopers has been silenced, caught in a maelstrom of blaster fire, even they didn't have a chance. Of course there were casualties on the Devaronians side, and it seemed on of the Rodians had met a grizzly fate, Snipes looked at the body, weaponless she hadn't had a chance, the other and the twi'lek were gone, as were most other species that had been there. Snipes walked towards the carnage where Devaronians were picking through the deceased, Snipes stepped over to the officer and kicked one of the aliens off of him. The Devaronian got up and withdrew a blaster, Snipes swung his left arm up and as he did so the hold-out in that sleeve sprung out into his hand and he fired. The shot connected with the face of the alien and he fell over backwards, dead.

"I killed this man" Snipes said, returning his blaster as all eyes jumped to him "I want his organs."

There was a general nod of agreement that Snipes had the right to the body, so Snipes nodded and motioned Anubis to pick the unconscious officer up, Anubis did so, although he appeared a bit puzzled. Snipes motioned Anubis and they left, Snipes lead him down a dark alley as the sun set and told him to stay, then left.

Snipes walked out into the open street, the sun was setting and traffic was low, Snipes tuned down a random alley and looked both ways, he saw a speeder parked behind a building and hopped in. Snipes quickly pulled the underside of the dash out and fiddled with the wires until it ran. Then Snipes drove it out into the street and around into the alley Anubis was waiting in. Snipes hopped out and opened the cargo area, Anubis tossed the officer in. And then hopped in the cockpit with Snipes.

"The officer's alive." Anubis said.

"I know, in theory its those rank badges that saved him, anyway, comm home, tell them whats up and that we're on our way." Snipes said, while driving, for once, the speed limit and in an entirely legal manner, possibly the first time in his life.

They made it to the warehouse that was their base in longer than Snipes would have liked, once they were there Snipes had Anubis take the officer, who was beginning to regain consciousness, then Snipes took the vehicle to the edge of the district and abandoned it.

Snipes was left with a long, dark trek back, but it was not too far, Snipes just made sure to be aware of bandits or thugs. The warm night air was filled with the smell of chemicals and industry and it made Snipes nose twitch, he didn't enjoy the smell at all and found ti rather offensive. The noise was still great, even at night, but a good deal of the work here was automated and required just a few sentient over viewers who probably slept anyway.
He made it to the Wraith warehouse even more slowly than he would have liked, but he had been careful, careful that he wasn't fallowed or seen.

The warehouse was dilapidated and old, it was much the same as all the other buildings in the area which seemed to be abandoned and left for the street thugs and bums to inhabit. Snipes stepped inside to see a large room, almost empty except a few old torn down crates, the contents of which had long ago been looted out. Snipes looked around for another door and found one on down to his right, striding briskly over, he knocked twice and the door slid out of his way and blaster was pointed at his nose.

"Well, isn't that a beautiful way to treat a friend" Snipes spat sarcastically.

"Sorry, Sergeant." Hunter said, stepping back and allowing Snipes to step in, the door slid shut behind him.

The room was square and had a door on two walls, one into the warehouse, one likely into another office or a flight of stairs going to the upper platform that would be used for observation. It was a pretty standard shade of blue that seemed to cover everything in the galaxy and had no windows or air vents of any sort.

"they're two doors down, Snipes" Hunter said. "I'm supposed to guard the door."

Snipes nodded and opened the other door, then went past a flight of stairs and into the next room. The rest of the squad was there and the officer, who wore the most convincing look of absolute terror Snipes had ever seen, even on terrified people, who he'd seen a great deal of.

"Welcome back, shall we begin the interrogation now?" Kuroishi asked, not waiting for a reply.



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TRP/SSG Sniping101/4SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][IH][BoA]

Storm you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.

" (I) Is always hatching plots against newlyweds; I mar the beauty of virgins and cause their hearts to grow cold"

Wraith Squad

The officer while not able to give answers that would make Intel's day was still helpfull.

"Thanks to our guest we now have a rough idea of where at least a portion of the enemy is holed up.  The C.O. of his unit is a Major Timmons.  According to what he gave us the lodgings he has appropriated for himself are over here.  If we can manage to grab him, we can break open thier entire deployment strategy.  All other officers are subject to full out CASE White."  Kuroishi briefed as he pointed out a location on the map of the city.

"Sir they have AT-PTs and AT-ATs over that way.  How are we going to get close enough?"  Otto asked.

"Cunning and guile.  The AT-PTs are more of a problem then the AT-ATs, I can take those out easy enough.  We will need to misdirect them somehow.  I'll head over here to the power station ahead of the squad.  I'll blow it and do my best to make it seem like there is a full out riot/attack going on.  Once they move in some patrols to supress we make our move."  Kuroishi answered.

"How can you be sure they will expend that kind of force?"  Snipes asked.

"I'll be leaving a calling card."  Kuroishi answered with a psychoticly depraved glee as he looked over at thier captured officer.

Kuroishi grabbed the officer and left the warehouse.

"What did he mean by calling card?"  Hunter asked.

"You don't want to know.  We have our orders.  Let's get ready.  Next stop Holiver Building, Forgien Quarter."  Otto answered.

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Finding a vehicle with an acceptable cargo area in an industrial sector was harder then many would think, especialy one that would not be out of place near a power station.

Fortunately Kuroishi found an empty coolant truck and stuffed his prisoner in the tank.

Thanks to the low light Kuroishi had no problems with his rathe human appearance and thus with his safe driving he attracted no attention on the trip.

As he pulled up Kuroishi found the garrison he expected.  After all it was a power generator that was close to at least a battallion of heavy mechanized troops.

As the gate guard walked up Kuroishi affixed the helmet of his Varneck Marine Combat Armor.

"Hey what are you doing here?  Our next coolant shipmant isn't due for three days!"  The guard shouted.

Kuroishi punched the throttle to max as he aimed for the gates.

Crashing through he jumped from the truck and rolled to his feet right next to the gate guard.

"Booo."  Kuroishi said as the guard began to relize who was not more then a foot away from him.

Before he could shout Kuroishi punched with all his might and felt the face of his enemy give way to the force of his fist in a sickening sound of crushing bone and tearing flesh.  Before the body fell to the ground Kuroishi grabbed it on a shoulder with his other hand and tossed it into the other guard at the gate.

As the coolant truck slammed into the outer wall of the actual power station Kuroishi picked up the weapons from the gate guards and with a rifle in each hand he began shooting the few guards who showed themselves.

"Too easy."  Kuroishi muttered as he tossed a rifle in the air and shot a grapple hook from his hip onto the top of the power station's actual outer wall.

Once up Kuroishi found his demolision target.  A quick spray of fire discouraged most of the guards from showing any part of themselves to be shot.

Sprinting over to his target Kuroishi dropped a rifle then reached back to where he kept his stores of blasting blocks on his Varneck Marine Combat Armor and quickly placed them while laying cover fire with his other arm.

Running back to the wall Kuroishi pressed the trigger on his detonator.

As he scaled down the wall the expected fireball went up in the air.

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"Major Timmons, sorry to wake you at this hour but there is something that needs your immediate attention."  An aid woke the Major.

"What is it?"  Major Timmons said wearily.

"Sir, we're under attack.  By The Black Death."  The aid answered.

"How can you be sure?"  Major Timmons said as he got dressed.

"He attacked the power station in sector Delta Four by himself and there is what our sentries spotted."  The aid answered.

"What did our sentries spot?  Spit it out man."  Major Timmons demanded as he straightened his hat.

"The good news sir is that Captain Soun is no longer missing.  The bad news, god I can't even say it without throwing up again."  The aid responded turning green just thinking about it.

"I guess I'll have to see for myself."  Major Timmons said as he walked from his room.

As he made his way up to a sentry post on the perimeter of his zone he saw what they were talking about and proceeded to vomit up the last thing he had ate.

"It's true isn't it?  I've heard the stories but I never imagined.  He really is the truest embodyment of evil isn't he?"  Major Timmons said still kneeling on the floor of the sentry post.

Regaining his composure Major Timmons stood and turned to his aide.

"Send the full force of Alpha Company.  If that does not finish him then the Maker help us."  Major Timmons ordered.
 
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My sig banner I wish I could use
Kuroishi
Avatar and sig banner by scientist computer graphics subdivision of Clan Wombat.
5/13/2005-My journey to the Darkside is complete

Wraith Squad
OOC Sorry guys, its medicore at best, but I've hit a block/OOC


Snipes peered through the scope of his death wind, below his comrades were preparing to infiltrate the Holiver building, It was a municipal building, with a dome on top and probably three stories, which made it sit considerably lower than the surrounding buildings. Snipes was placed on a ledge, behind a statue, on a building adjacent to its west side, the street below what four lanes, giving an excellent amount of room so Snipes wasn't crowded, coupled with Snipes being three stories higher than the Holiver building gave him an excellent view of both the front and back court yards and to a more limited point, the inside of the building itself. The idea for this mission was to go in quietly from the front and quite loudly through the back. Snipes was there to assure a path, the death wind wasn't the only weapon he had up there, with him was a grenade launcher that theoretically could reach the other building, along with his favorite shotgun, for which he had manufactured a back holster, and a DL-44 pistol at his side, just in case. Snipes really wasn't sure how he had gotten that all up there undetected, but he assumed that the clipboard and business suit had helped. A crackle on his comm returned him to the present.

"Alright, Snipes we're at the east wall, tell use when." Otto said in a hushed voice; another of Snipes jobs was to help the squad enter the base undetected.

Snipes peered through the scope along the eastern wall of the courtyard, there were two guards there, but they were sitting by a tree having a smoke with their backs towards the wall.

"Go ahead, theres two at a tree, you should be able to take them down quickly." Snipes whispered over the comm, careful not to give his friends away,

Snipes zoomed out and watched the wall as two barely distinguishable figures climbed over the wall and landed silently on the ground, he watched them make their way over to the guards, and each chose a target and shot the guards in the back of the head, execution style with what were likely silenced slug throwers since Snipes heard to report and saw no bolt. Snipes pulled his scope back to the wall as the rest of the squad came over it. The bodies where then put in a dark corner and the squad made its way to one of the windows, Snipes thought it was probably open, even the nights on Devaron were warm, and his suspicion was confirmed when he watched each of the Wraiths climb in through it. Snipes job was done for a bit, so he sat back with a pair of macro-binoculars and watched the building and courtyards for anything interesting, and prepared a  line in case he had to repel down for some reason. He really found it amazing how much stuff you could carry if you tried hard.

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TRP/SSG Sniping101/4SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][IH][BoA]

Storm you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.

" (I) Is always hatching plots against newlyweds; I mar the beauty of virgins and cause their hearts to grow cold"

Wraith Squad

Kuroishi found himself a spot to hole up in.  He had what remained of the garrison and a combined arms company of Walkers and infantry bearing down on him now.  If he was to give Wraiths a shot at getting to thier objective he'd need to distract a bit more and bring it all down on his head.

"Go time."  Kuroishi said as he saw the line of infantry and Walkers.

The infantry were seasoned professionals staying out of the street giving Kuroishi little time to take his shots.

Right as the last man from a squad revealed himself Kuroishi snapped off a shot from his sniper rifle.  Before he even hit the ground the man in front of him was in Kuroishi's sights and the bolt worked and another pull of the trigger.

The Walker was searching for his thermal signature now to support it's infantry.

Kuroishi aimed for the AT-ST's open vision ports and fired at the driver.

"Damn.  They installed transparasteel sheets."  Kuroishi muttered to himself as an other wise perfect shot failed to hit it's intended victim.

As infantry moved again Kuroishi went back to his work of thinning thier numbers out with his exceptional sniper skills.

After two more shots Kuroishi knew it was time to relocate.

"Leave presents for all the good little boys."  Kuroishi muttered as he pulled the pins from three frag grenades and hid them underneath loose pieces of rubble.

Kuroishi ducked out the back way and made it to his secondary spot where he could shoot into his former spot.  Just as he got set he saw what he expected the enemy troops stormed his former spot.

As a group were scouring the position Kuroishi let loose his first shot breaking the rubble over one of his grenades setting off a chain reaction of shattering rubble and two more frag grenades exploding.

Those covering from outside then recieved thier next dose of terror.

Leveling his rifle at the infantry platoon leader's head Kuroishi worked the bolt and snapped off a shot.  Again working the bolt as fast as he could without breaking it he fired into the head of the next ranking officer.

The AT-ST began to shoot into the foundation of the building he was hiding in.

"Not bad, can't find the sniper, take out his hiding places.  Won't work in time though buddy."  Kuroishi said to himself as he snuck up to the roof and crossed over to another building.

The infantry suddenly let loose thier own hail of fire as they spotted Kuroishi.

Mid stride Kuroishi brought up his rifle and let fly another shot taking down another trooper.

The AT-ST began to shift it's fire toward Kuroishi's position.

If he was to get out of this alive he needed to take down that AT-ST.
 
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Kuroishi
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5/13/2005-My journey to the Darkside is complete

  Kairo had gotten only a small amount of sleep on the shuttle. He had spent a lot of the time talking with Kami and Rizzit as they tried to piece the information they had obtained from their mission together. Only a few things were able to be determined, but nothing about where the supplies had definately gone to when the heavily scarred man, who Angel had named Logan, had betrayed his fellow thieves. They only knew that the stolen supplies had been a new type of droid design that Fury had had created. The datapad that contained all the information on the droids was tucked safely away in Rizzit's bag. They didn't know how many droids Logan had taken with him though, after leaving a few behind to hopefully kill off anybody that came along.

  Now, Kairo was changed into a pair of street clothes that had been left on the shuttle. Apparently Rizzit had thought they might have need for regular clothes when the left Tadath, because a set of everyone's clothes had been taken from their rooms and placed in one of the shuttle's compartments. Evne though he was wearing his own clothes, Kairo almost felt naked without his armor from wearing it for so long. He had his E-11/F attached to the very back of his belt, and a cloak  was thrown over his shoulders, conceling the weapon beneath. His retractable vibro-staff was attached at his waste, along with his comlink. His marred and dirty stormtrooper armor had been placed in a different cargo hold.

  The shuttle had landed on Devaron close to where Cosmic's message had come from. It was close to a nearby town, but they hadn't been able to triangulate its exact location. Rizzit was going to send out a message once every reached the city. The two squads split up into groups of three or four. Rizzit took Angel and Sam with him; Kairo took Dinin and Jinx; Kami took Eviscares and Giovann; and Zafo took Gavyn and JR. They were not going to seperate too far apart and were told to remain within sight, but when they entered the town, they didn't want to look like they knew eachother. Rizzit had told them to enter the area every few minutes from different directions. Once Rizzit had contacted Cosmic, they were all going to meet his group.

  "All right guys," Kairo said to the two regular looking men next to him. "Lets walk around and blend in. Don't look like you are looking for someone or are anxious. Once Rizzit calls us over to his group after he contacts Cos, make sure no one is following us." Kairo's group had entered the city only twenty meters from where Rizzit's group had entered. Kairo quickly spotted Rizzit's group moving along one of the streets then stayed within line of sight while pretending to look at a few of the shops wears. "Just blend in until Rizzit gives me a call." Kairo whispered to Dinin.

(OOC I didn't quite now where to go with it, but that should get us somewhat started. )
 
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Senior Sergeant Kairo
Squad Leader
*DarkDragoons*

SL/SR.SGT Kairo/2SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [CDS][BoA][CoR][BC]

Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will be victorious in ten thousand battles.
You may forget the past, but it always has a way of haunting your future.
Men can die, but a symbol is eternal.

Wraith Squad

"So is this how my life is going to end?  No it cannot.  I still have too much to do to bring about my retribution."  Kuroishi muttered to himself.

Kuroishi hit with sudden inspiration grabbed a blasting block and affixed it to the end of one of his grapple rods.

"Let's see how you like this AT-ST."  Kuroishi said as he popped up from behind his deteriorating cover and fired the rod and it connected with the AT-ST.

Activating the retraction motor at maximum speed he let go of the grapple rod as he was pelted by the infantry from below and blasts from the AT-ST flew just above him.

Diving back under the cover Kuroishi redied his escape from the scene.  A thermal and smoke grenade to cover him from the infantry once the AT-ST was nuetralized.  A press of the button on his detonator control and he heard the AT-ST wobble and lose balance.

Tossing the grenades Kuroishi grabbed his remaining grapple rod and descended from the building under cover as the smoke and fire obscured him.  Stray shots flew around him and some even connected before he managed to get over the ledge and away.

Returning to the safe house was difficult as patrols were now hightened but Kuroishi ducked them by going through the sewers.
 
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Wraith squad

As Kuroishi trudged through the sewers he came to the junction he wanted only to find that the direction he wanted to go was too small for him to get through and the other choice according to the schematic he had would lead him across town.

Finding the nearest exit Kuroishi climbed out of the sewer and found himself in a residential section.

"Hey what's that over there?"  Kuroishi heard someone definately human but muffled as if wearing armor shout as he put the cover back in place.

"Great."  Kuroishi said as he sprinted for the nearby two story house.

Launching himself at the door Kuroishi rolled through the impact and came to hise feet rifle at the ready surveying the large open living area.

Then out of the corner of his eye he saw movement atop the starirs.  In a blur of motion Kuroishi spun around and pointed his rifle at the dark shape then took his finger off the trigger and lowered his rifle.

"You...  I seen you on the news.  You're Kuroishi, the Black Death aren't you?  Please don't hurt me!"  A young female Devaronian nervously pleaded as she cowered at the top of the stairs.

"Why would I hurt you?  You are a civilian.  I can complete my objective without killing you, so you shall live.  Though I would recommend you get out of here as the people who are likely approaching here now may not be so forgiving."  Kuroishi replied as he surveyed the ground floor to find an alternate exit.

Taking the back door out Kuroishi managed to slip into alleyways and evade further persuit until he got back to the warehouse.

As he closed the door behind him Kuroishi could not help but feel gratefull that his armor was designed to survive prolonged periods in the vacum of space.  Otherwise he might be smelling the aromas that come with a trek through sewers.

Hosing himself off Kuroishi made sure his armor was clean.

Standing before a mirror as he removed his helmet Kuroishi looked at his buzz cut hair and wrinkled face.  Both betrayed his age far more then he liked but he was not so vain as to color his hair or have cosmetic alteration to remove the wrinkles.  While they may be unpleasent reminders of his age he was still who he was and nothing could change that.

Changed into his street clothes Kuroishi sat in a recliner he had found to make the safehouse more comfortable.

He found himself reflecting on his encounter as he awaited Wraith's return.  He had always enforced a proffesional pride in his units of having the lowest civilian cassualty rates of any unit they could keep accurate records on.  Even his Fallen Angels were lower then many New Republic Special Operations units.  The only mar on that record was an incident with a fouled up train schedule.  This night though he had managed to take a small step back toward that former mark of proffesional pride.
 
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Wraith Squad

Snipes parked the speeder in the warehouse and hopped out, letting a whole line of sick and unhappy wraiths out behind him. Snipes walked briskly to the trunk and pulled the fat man out who was slowly regaining consciousness. Snipes heaved him over his shoulder and walked into the office area where they had kept the other prisoner. Kuroishi was already there, back in civilian clothing, as the squad filtered in, Snipes fallowing last plopped the man down on the hard floor with little ceremony and no consideration. Kuroishi nodded and then he and Otto went upstairs, Snipes made the squad leave before sitting down on an empty barrel to watch the prisoner. His hands and legs were tied and his head had a bloody blindfold wrapped around it. Snipes looked at that for a second until, curious, he walked over and pulled it off, Snipes saw a rip in the flesh near the back of his head, blood was patting in his gray streaked brown hair and it was already becoming an entangled mess. Snipes pushed his head back down as the thick body began to move. Snipes stepped back and sat on his barrel again, watching the man reanimate.

It was slow, first his head moved a little, and then his limbs tested their bonds, his eyes flickered for a second, he was trying to maintain the illusion of being unconscious.

"Give it up, Timmons," Snipes said, lighting his cigarra, "heh, I knew this guy Timmons once, horrible cook." 

The man gave it up this time and opened his eyes, the face was one of fear that the he tried to hide behind gray eyes that many would have found cold. "You'll, you'll never get anything from me, I won't talk, I won't betray the Empire, Rebel scum." He ended in almost admirable courage, he even spat.

Snipes wasn't pleased at all though, so not pleased that he stood up and, after walking slowly over to Timmons, kicked him swiftly in the face, after hearing him scream and watching teeth fall to the floor Snipes kicked him again, in the gut.

"I got called back from a rather enjoyable mission to deal with your sorry ass, so don't push me." Snipes spoke, returning to his seat as Kuroishi, Otto and Anubis all tried to push through the door at once.

Kuroishi looked from the man lying fearfully on the floor, stomach down on the cold cement, and then to Snipes, sitting comfortably on a barrel smoking a cigarra and looking absent. Otto kept his eyes on the prisoners ever widening ones and Anubis was just trying to see past the two taller men

"Snipes, you do know that we need to actually talk to him first, don't you?" Otto asked cynically, and half rhetorically.

"Guys, so glad you could make it, he was making an ass out of himself, so I felt it was my civic duty to teach him some basic etiquette." Snipes said in mock defense.

"Remind me never to take a class from you then." Kuroishi said, fixing his eyes on the major laying helplessly on the floor.

"err. . .yeah, I'll just leave you two alone then" Snipes said, hopping off his barrel and making an exit that required shooing the entire squad into a different room. "Oh, and Kuroishi," Snipes said, fumbling in a pocket and withdrawing a white half a foot long cylinder "Use this, I  forgot to turn it on" Snipes tossed it to the squad leader and then went upstairs and plopped himself into Kuroishis recliner, glad that Kuroishi had the sound dampener, Snipes didn't want his sleep interrupted.
 
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TRP/SSG Sniping101/4SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][IH][BoA]

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" (I) Is always hatching plots against newlyweds; I mar the beauty of virgins and cause their hearts to grow cold"