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Mako Sanguin
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 3:49:41 PM    View the profile of Mako Sanguin 
Mako joined his mates on the drop ship.  He thought he smelled something...odd.  He decided to ignore it and strapped in.

The drop to the surface was a bit horrible, yet fun.  Mako had been on many of them before.  HE kind of liked it for the most part, but he did hate the way that your butt felt like it was in your throat when the speed got too high.

THe sudden shift from no gravity to atmosphere made his stomach turna  bit.  He decided to shake it off by givving a good:  "Whooohooo!"

When they felt like they had stopped, Mako switched off the safety on his weapon.  He had teh blaster attachment on his DC-17 Combat System, and was ready to go.

Then the pilot said something about having to drop to the ground. "At least my feet aren't frozen yet." He thought.  "That always hurt like hell."

Mako dropped with his crew and huddled with them through the inspriational speech.

They all yelled "Hoo-Rah!" and then set about securing the perimeter.

It only took a few minutes to set up a good line of defense.  A few trip charges, motion sensors, and a guard or two. 

Mako made his way back to the clump of freezing DD's and looked about.

"Leon. Any idea when we get taht boblsed?"
Go ahead, laugh.  It's all fun and games until someone puts YOUR eye out.
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 4:06:42 PM    View the profile of Urakai 
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The icy chill from the planets air sprang through Urakai’s spine. As the gust of wind struck the squad, he felt numb and unmovable for a brief few seconds. It was as if he didn’t have the armor on, but how much worse would it be without it.

“Urakai,” Leon crackled over the comm, “you still with *zzzzz* us?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Urakai responded, catching up with the rest of the squad.

He had to laugh at Orobos’ comment, Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.

Yeah, by growing fur.

Once they had walked a few metres away from the landing zone, Leon began, “Dark Dragoon’s, set up a perimeter around the *zzz* landing area, and keep your eyes sharp. We’ll wait here until we *zzz* receive the final orders. Don’t let your guard down one bit.”

Everyone nodded as he continued, “We’ll go in pairs, all I want is to sweep circumference of the perimeter, then we’ll *zzz* guard it ‘till we receive further orders. Tanus *zzz* and Orobos can pair up, Urakai and Mako and I’ll go with Gates. Don’t go too far, and remember, you have white armor on a *zzz* white planet. Use it to your advantage. Move out!”

The squad split up in three different directions. It was hard to see with the wind tearing at your face and the snow falling like it was a machine gun. Mako kept his blaster close while Urakai mainly relied on his eyesight to spot anything. His two vibro blades at his waist clanked together, but no one heard with the howl of the wind. His electro staff, modified to fold down was hanging neatly at his back. With his E-11 in hand, his DC-15 and medkits, he ready for anything, at least he thought so.

The two stopped for a second as Mako checked the datapad, “Alright. So we’re here and, the *zz* others are there…”

Urakai could see six little dots on the datapad moving around a huge ice chunk.

“Ok, we’re good.” Make finished, starting again with Urakai.

With Mako’s datapad as a guide, they made their way, circling the perimeter, placing booby traps here or there and marking it on the datapad.

"Leon. Any idea when *zz* we get that boblsed?"

Suddenly, a loud buzzing sound slowly gained its way into the ears of all six.

“You guys *zzzz* hear that?” came Orobos on the comm.

“Yeah, we hear it too.” Leon responded.

“Yep.” Was all Mako and Urakai could say as they turned from side to side searching for its source.

After a while, Tanus replied, “The other shuttle?”

“Does it make that noise?” Garryll replied.

Whatever it was, friend or foe, the Dark Dragoons were having their doubts about this mission already.
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 4:17:05 PM    View the profile of Dante 
As the last few stragglers fiiled into the shuttle and took their seats, the black-suited pilot flipped several switches and activated the engines. They came to life with a dull, booming roar, scattering debris everywhere and sending a hot, chemical-smelling wind through the hanger.
Muttering under his breath, the pilot closed the hatch, which smmothly slid close with a quiet hiss. As technicians cleared equipment away, the pilot used the craft's repulsorlifts to make it rise several meters into the air before pushing the thruttle forwards. The sleek ship shuddered as it passed through the hanger's magnetic shield, then suddenly stabilized.

Dante felt a lurch as the Lambda's gravity generators momentarily paused, but the feeling quickly passed away as they compensated.

We're in the emptiness of space. Less than a meter aaway, there is nothing but vaccum.

Dante shivered for a moment at the thought of such a death, then steeled himself.

What's wrong with you? You've done this before

Back then, I trusted my superiors and their ability to do the right thing. Now, I'm not so sure...

Keep a grip on yourslef. If you want to live, at least act like you're a solider. If you don't, you'll be lucky to have a quick death.

The view beyond the transparisteel viewport flickered then reddened, as the shuttle entered the atmosphere and air resistance started to make itself known. The shields were flaring in the heat, but Dante thought he could make out continents and shapes below the grey and ivory clouds.

Of course, it's all either grey or white so how can I tell?

On the other side of the shuttle someone moaned, and a foul odor filled the shuttle.

Wonderful, someone panicked.

Despite his fear, Dante felt slightly...reckless.

Chaos take the High Command and decorum. If I'm going to die, I may as well have some fun on the way out.

With that, he yelled out at the top of his lungs, thoroughly enjoying himself. Most of his neighbours seemed less pleased, and quite a few of them appeared to be underwhelmed by the pilot's skill.

Suddenly, the shaking stopped and the shuttle leveled out. Dante looked out again and was greeted by a scenic panorama. An endless field of ice stretched out in all directions, broken only boulders, areas where the ice had been elevated or piled up, and the freeze-dried remains of shrubs.

The shuttle's wings, which had so recently been scorched by the inferno, now began to shake slightly as ice started to form on the engines and wings.

The pilot noticed this, and appeared slightly alarmed.

“I’m sorry, but you guy’s are going to have to hop off, I can’t risk landing on a patch of ice. Good luck!” 

With that the hatch hissed open again, allowing a freezing gust to blow into the ship. Even through the armour, Dante felt it. One by one, the troopers of both squads jumped out. Dante waited until the hatch was clear, then lept. A gust of wind almost made him land on his head after the three meter drop, but he compensated and landed on his feet with a thud.

As static disrupted his comlink, Dante got up, brushing snow from his armour. Under his helmet, his mouth was set in a grim line.

Static means that either the weather is interfering with reception, which wouldn't surprise me, or that hostiles have set up jammers. If it's the latter...they know we're coming. Stang

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Quote:And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,Where ignorant armies clash by night.

Raiders
"Evacuate? In our moment of triumph? You overestimate their chances."
*HeavyWeapons *
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 4:46:17 PM    View the profile of Dante 
As Dante got to his feet, faint humanoid outlines became visible through the falling snow. A wind wailed like a lost soul as he picked his deece up from where it fallen.

The last thing I need is to be weaponless in the middle of a storm on some blasted little snowball.

The Dark Draggons, most of whom had landed without incident, were clumped together. Dante paused long to comfirm their identities on his HUD, then took his finger off the trigger.

Better to err on the side of caution than to make a fatal mistake.

Dante made his way forward and identified himself. Static crackled again over his speakers, raising fears that it was a jamming system.

If it is a jamming system, why can we speak at all

Several of the Dragoon troopers were complaining to each other about the cold. Dante overheard them and walked over.

"You think this**zzzz** is cold? Illum would make this look**zzzz** like Tattoine."

Actually, that's a bit of a stretch but we have a squad reputation to protect, and I'll be damned if I let it be lost for lack of effort.

Dante tapped his headset, but the crackle of static did not cease. Although the storm was calming down slightly, the interference was, if anything, getting worse.

Why do I have a very bad feeling about this?

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Quote:And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,Where ignorant armies clash by night.

Raiders
"Evacuate? In our moment of triumph? You overestimate their chances."
*HeavyWeapons *
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Tanus Solvona
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 4:47:43 PM    View the profile of Tanus Solvona 
The door to the shuttle opened and cold air slammed into Tanus like a baseball bat. He remembered a mission from when he had been with the Paladins out on Csilla; it was his first mission with them, and he remembered it was cold then too. But nothing like this, Tanus thought. He was at the head of the Dragoons, with Mako and Garyll at his side. His weapon of choice, the DC-15 was set in front of him, barrel leading the way as he exited the shuttle. Tanus walked straight forward, relying on the sensors in his helmet to find possible targets. When he saw none, he commed in to the others on the shuttle.

“All clear. Move out, guys.”

The rest of the Dragoons and the Raiders exited the shuttle all taking defensive postures in the immediate area. Some of the raiders brought out a small computer and a small homing beacon. Rogueboy set it up on the ground while Namyr set up the computer. Tanus walked over to the others.

“Well, guys, I hate to say the obvious, but it’s really friggin’ cold.”

Namyr just laughed. His ARC mate was by far one of the toughest troopers, or women, he had ever met in his life.

“Tanus, you’ve faced worse then this. Remember when Arn almost killed you?”

Tanus merely shuddered. It was his first mission as one of the ARC Lambdas when Arn became possessed by a space wraith. Tanus then watched as Namyr sent the coded message to the others:

All shuttles cleared for landing.

Tanus then walked away from the Raiders and walked over to Leon.

“So, what’s next on the agenda?”

Leon looked over at him then stared back towards the snowy mountains; the sun was completely obscured by the snow.

“We’re waiting for the others, then for the sleds. When they come in, we’ll get our orders then move out.”

Tanus nodded and then walked back to the center area where they had landed. The others were starting to load the extra ammo and equipment off of the shuttle. Tanus shouldered his rifle and started to bring some out as well. When it was all out, the shuttle left them and blasted off into the snowy air. Tanus looked up at the sky and in the midst pf snow and ice, he saw small shapes coming in to air above him. He turned back and brought his rifle back to lie across his lap as he sat on an ammo crate. He then stared up at the sky and watched as the snow curled in the air above him.

Man, I really wish they could’ve picked somewhere a bit warmer. It’s so uncivilized.
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You cannot know me because I know the truth.
You cannot hurt me because I know the truth.
You cannot frighten me because I know the truth.
You cannot touch me because I know the truth.
You cannot love me because I know the truth.
But I can.
I can love you.
I can touch you.
I can frighten you.
I can hurt you.
I can know you.
I can know you.
I.
can.
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 5:01:25 PM    View the profile of Dante 
Dante looked around ,scanning for targets, and found only the slowly falling snow.

The way things are turning out, either the suspense or the cold are going to kill me.

Around him the Raiders and Dark Dragoons were scattered across the snowscape or clustered in small groups. Here and there a trooper was setting up equipment or a trap. Mostly,though, they were standing around, waiting for the arrival of the transports.

Great. If we don't all freeze to death, the enemy will simply roll out the turbolasers and vape us. Absolutely brilliant. At least on Illum we had a goal. Here, it looks like the krath hounds in charge of the VE have just forgotten about us.

Dante thought he saw something on his motion tracker and brough his rifle to firing position. Despite his best efforts, he saw nothing but snow.

Dante suddenly could only see white and grey. Cursing in several languages, including Rodian and Huttese, he used a gloved hand to wipe off the ice that had formed on his T-visor. He then checked his deece to find that many components, including the safety and barrel had almost been filled by ice. Dante only shook his head and sighed.

The damn planet is wreaking havoc on my sensors and equipment. I only hope the effect applies to both sides...

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Quote:And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,Where ignorant armies clash by night.

Raiders
"Evacuate? In our moment of triumph? You overestimate their chances."
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 5:04:16 PM    View the profile of Fury 
Fury pulled himself out of the snowbank he had dove into while bailing out of the shuttle. Blaster up and full scanning mode on his bucket.

Nothing.

No heat source, no vibrations, no motion other than the cursed wind.

Yet another day of adventure in the service of the Empire.

Joyous.

He cued up the command channel with a flick of his tongue.

"Alright, let's start measuring the ice depth around here. Those shuttle pilots may have been too chicken to try a landing but let's grid out some room for when the gear gets down here. Sensors out at the quarter mile mark and you all mind as well dig in some snow shelters. This looks like the furthest thing from a paradise planet, even if you are deranged and actually like snow."

Walking around, he finally found the couple of crates he had kicked out the back of the shuttle. There were full of gear for a headquarters outfit on the march. Probably would never use it himself but at least that navy officer would be able to download some holoporn or something as he drank hot chocolate while others got shot at.

He pulled out his entrenching tool and dug a rough borehole for a comm antenna. Fitting in into place he poured some still-liquid water out of a canteen onto it and watched it cement the sturdy pole into place in mere moments.

Curiosity piqued, he pulled the heating element out of a ration pack and snapped it so it would begin its chemical magic.  He dropped it onto a large chunk of ice. Normally you could cook a poultry dinner in a bag in under five minutes with it.  Out here?  The hot coal hit the ice, burned down about three inches, smoked, smoldered and then just died out to a lump of dead ash.

Fury just started laughing uncontrollably until Rizzit started staring at him.
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 5:16:06 PM    View the profile of Dante 
Dante swore as a particularly jagged piece of loose ice pierced several layers of armour and padding. Drops of crimson fell from his gaunleted palm and onto the fields of snow.

"Sithspawn!"

As the cut was not serious, he simply bound up the wound and ignored the little pain from the cut.

If I can't stand pain, I picked the wrong job.

Leon and Darr were vainly trying to contact others squads, but the jamming was foiling all their efforts. The others were mostly huddled behind bolders, seeking shelter from the murderous cold.

Because of the idiots in charge of logistics, they had no heated tents or even portable heaters. The standard chemical heaters, found in ration packs and many other pieces of equipemt, only created moments of heat before emiting clouds of black smoke and freezing. As he watched, another one was tossed onto a growing pile near his feet.

If I survive, I'll have a few choice words for the Logistics officer and I think a few others will too. That's if I survive, which is looking less likely by the minute.

He tried to use the comlink and was rewarded with a loud burst of static. He winced and closed it down. The trooper next to Dante was shivering, despite the heated suit.

How much longer before the damn sleds arrive?

Dante;s only consolation was that those few members of the HC that had accompanied the shuttles were probably not much better off.

If they don't help us soon, they may as well not come at all, as there won't be anyone to help.

Despite himself, Dante shivered and hunched over even more. Darr and Leon had given up and had also taken cover from the snowstorm's murderous cold.

Damn it. where are the sleds?

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Quote:And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,Where ignorant armies clash by night.

Raiders
"Evacuate? In our moment of triumph? You overestimate their chances."
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 5:29:14 PM    View the profile of AlanRJ 
Son of a bitch thought Alan as the cold wintry wind whipped inside the shuttle.  Fully clothed in his snowtrooper armour, Alan shivered and cursed the Empire for sending them to such a god given hellhole.

“Let’s move out” said Alan as the squad started descending the ramp.  Alan exited the craft last thinking to himself yes, please do move before I freeze to death on this very spot.

Exiting the craft, Alan looked around.  For as far as the eye could see all there was, was snow, peaks and dips of snow.  No tracks, no buildings, no structures, no people, nothing.

“Well this is hell on a winter’s day” muttered Alan under his breath.

“Sir?” queried Vince who was closest to Alan and thought he was being addressed.

“Nothing Vince, alright people, let’s have a look around and see what we can see” replied Alan.  I hope there’s something more interesting to this place than just snow thought Alan as his boots trudged slowly through the snow.

“What about the bobsleds?” queried Ken.

Alan smiled beneath his helmet, he too was looking forward to trying them out and to seeing just how fast they truly got up to.

“Let’s see what’s in the local vicinity first” replied Alan.

“Roger that Sir” replied Ken.

Then we’ll get those sleds out and put them through their paces thought Alan, wishing that the tech guys would install heaters into them. 

As they squad trudged through the snow, Alan suddenly remember his canteen.  Excellent he thought as he removed it from his hip and peeling back his helmet, he brought the canteen to his lips and, nothing.  He peered inside the canteen and cursed inwardly as he realised the contents were frozen solid.  Damn this cold he thought as he put his helmet back on and continued through the snow.
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 5:42:10 PM    View the profile of LeGiT 
Soon after the morning briefing...

***

It was bright and early at Yuka, the sun was just rising above the horizon and gloried in the deepest sulfurous light. The hinges of the Dominion ostentatiously drew the troopers out of their dormitory. Back at the Paladin corridors, Brock gestured the last stretching’s of his already tired body. He glanced with his eyes irritated by the light through the windows of his quarters and looked upon a miasma. Not sure what the hell where he was, Brock shrugged his eyes as he began to realize there was a mission at hand. The alcohol was more than enough to knock his every understanding of the mission, that he forgot that there was even a mission. As he watched the ground troops settling down camp, he hurried up and hindered himself from the window that was open to the public. He ran towards his Shock Trooper armor with all possible expedition, and savagely fitted it on his body accordingly, taking deep breaths in between and continuing throughout. Before putting on his headpiece, Brock grabbed his equipment and placed his helmet adequately on his head. Then grabbed his standard issued squad weapon and held the handle tightly between his palms, gently letting his fingers adapt to the surface, then gripping them around for a secure hold. In the other hand, he grabbed his luggage and exited the room, leaving no time to put a lock on it.

The rest of his squad was ready at their lounge and as usual Giovanni was feeling oddly cataleptically, but was conscious enough to do a quick briefing and carry on the mission. Luckystar who was just sitting besides Giovanni, held a salute as each trooper who came about the room. Like always, Giovanni’s speeches were short and straight to the point. He didn’t feel like sugarcoating any information, especially without enough time, and with his condition.

“Well it’s about time you pansies woke up, as you’ll notice, we should be heading down immediately. We are probably the only squad on the ship anyway, and that doesn’t seem for a good impression now does it? I want camp to be set up as soon as you get there, and prepare while you’re at it. I’ll give you all another proper briefing when we get there. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes sir!” The squad followed in unity, leaving only echoes to sheer the sound back to their ears.

Brock and the squad took off the corridors and headed towards their private shuttle that was held back at the hangar. Surprisingly enough, they managed to sprint all the way through the ship and make it to the hangar quickly, that was not a whole lot distance away from their location. But nevertheless, the ship was rather huge.

At first sight, Brock noticed their Ship Captain Aldur Wyndaru wondering about the area impassively. As soon as Giovanni caught his attention by the waving of his hand, Aldur was able to salute the man who was just about his sight. A salute in return from Giovanni soon followed. Without much any other formalities, everyone rushed and entered the shuttle. Aldur made quick preparations before the launch, and the shuttle was ready to head off.

As they achieved medium altitude on the atmosphere of Yuka, Brock noticed other shuttles that already landed on the freezing surface, and few others still wondering around the flight area. Aldur neared to the landing zone of a decently big circumference and landed the ship few meters away from the ground headquarters. Upon arrival, everyone seemed anxiously nervous, that they couldn’t stop from grasping their weapons any tighter, as they reached for the trigger. Giovanni was first to head out the door, and soon followed Luckystar and the others. The freezing temperatures can be felt as they touched land. Everyone shook the warmth off their body, signifying a huge change in temperature.

Without much thinking, everyone took off and settled their perimeter in the boundaries of the Storm Platoon area. Giovanni halted the squad from going on any further as they neared their base camp, where preparations were barely made yet.

“Keep your eyes open… Just because we look badass in these costumes, doesn’t mean those scrubs can shoot us at any given time…. “Oh… And I almost forgot… The words for this mission are…. Stay Alive” Giovanni showed an abated grin noticeably on his face, as he gestured his hand and grasped the palm with his fingers and extended his hand upwardly, leading the rest to follow his actions unhesitatingly.
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 6:10:44 PM    View the profile of Darr-Rann 
As Darr-Rann and his Raiders walked through the snow, the air was completely silent except for the whisper of wind and the crunching of snow. Yush broke that silence.

“Hey, guys, let’s play a game.” He said,  followed by a grunt as he adjusted his grip on the sensor he carried over his shoulder. “I’m going to pick a number between one and fifty – If you guys can guess what it is before we all freeze to death, you win.” He said, grunting as he adjusted the sensor he carried over his shoulder.

“Quit your bitching. You shouldn’t have joined Raiders if you didn’t want to take a hike in the snow every once and a while.” Rogueboy replied. Yush shook his head.

“I’m not even sure this is snow. Even snow isn’t this cold. It’s some force-damned thing cold as vacuum. And these crappy suits don’t do anything to keep us warm.”

Darr-Rann laughed, then replied, “Fine. If you don’t like it you can take it off and walk around in your underwear. Sound good to you?”

Yush grumbled and kept walking. After a few more seconds, they arrived at the spot designated for the sensor. Darr-Rann nodded for Yush to place it, which he did gratefully.

Once they were sure the sensor was well secured into the snow, Darr-Rann flicked on the device, then activated it’s transmitter. He  then opened up the general communication channel and spoke.

“Raiders has it’s first sensor in place, proceeding to the next checkpoint.”
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 6:41:58 PM    View the profile of AlanRJ 
Even with snowtrooper armour on, Alan could feel the cold air as it whipped around him, sending chills right through him to his very core.  He shivered, wishing there was some kind of internal heater inside the armour.  Perhaps he should suggest that to the tech guys when they returned to Tadath.

“Sir” said Verlock.

The sudden voice of one of his squad mates brought Alan instantly back from thinking about the cold as he replied “yes?”

“I’m picking up several signals Sir, it looks like some of the squads have started placing sensors” said Verlock.

“Excellent” replied Alan, “Vince, Ken, lets start and place a few sensors of our own, maybe we’ll eventually get to see what’s going on in this world”.

Vince and Ken nodded as they set to work setting up the first sensor.  The rest of the squad stood watch over them, making sure they were safe.  Although Alan gazed around at the desolate world, he wondered if they were ever going to find anything.  If there indeed was a threat to the Vast Empire here, he wondered where it was, it was certainly very well concealed.

Dwarf moved over to Alan and stated “first sensor is in place Sir”.

“Very good, then let’s move on and place a few more” replied Alan as he motioned for the squad to move on.

The squad trudged through the snow, their boots making noises as they sank into the undisturbed snow.  Despite there being nothing around that posed a threat to them, everyone was on high alert, weapons raised and ready for anything.

Alan wondered to himself whether they were going to see any fighting at all.  He hoped that they did, otherwise he would be sorely annoyed at having been dragged from Tadath and having his ass frozen off for nothing.
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 6:42:36 PM    View the profile of Leon 
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“Tanus, we’ll split up into two groups. You take Garryll and Mako, and I’ll take Orobos and… Hmm what’s your name again trooper?” Leon asked.

“It’s Urakai.” Replied the squad’s medic bleakly.

“Ahh yes, well anyways, you’re with me. Raiders are going to be covering the South, so that means we only have to worry about the north. Tanus, you guys take care of the North East, and we’ll take care of the North West. We should end up meeting at the Northern most point if we do it correctly. Everyone copy?”

“Got that sarge.”

“Roger roger.”

“Let’s go!”

Were some of the many replies Leon received in acknowledgement. “Move out.” Ordered Leon, throwing his hand forward to signal the start of their objective. Leon had to bring his knee’s up almost to chest level in order to move through the snow, trying to push the pace as fast as possible. He wanted to get things done quickly, and didn’t like the fact that half of his squad was a quarter mile away. The snow crunched and ice cracked as the trio made their way to the first check point. The weather didn’t plan on dying down either, and Leon watched in amazement as the winds started to blow harder and harder, making it almost impossible to see what was in front of him. “Dragoons, keep it tight, I don’t want anybody getting lost out here. When you reach the first check point, do a full scan of the area around you, we don’t want any hostiles sneaking behind us now, do we?”

“Copy that Leon,” replied Tanus.

Leon flicked his eye’s to the left corner of his HUD, using the radar as a map which currently had yellow pinpoints, signaling where to place the sensors. After a minute or two of heavy marching, Leon keyed the comm. “Alright Orobos, this is it, plant it right where I’m standing.”

The armor clad Whiphid un-strapped the sensor, gently shoving Leon out of the way. “Sorry Leon, but how am I supposed to put this thing down when you’re standing in the way?”

“Good point there…” Leon replied, feeling slightly idiotic. He then moved over to the sensor, pressing a few buttons here, and a few switches there. In return, the sensor activated, and a feint green glow emitted from the control panel. Leon stood up, and clicked a button that was located on the side of his helmet. He squinted as the world around him suddenly turned blue, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the sudden change in light. Leon began to make a 360 degree turn, scanning for any kind of heat signature apart from his squad members. After completing the scan, he signaled for the trio to move out. “Switch your vision to Thermal Detection, I should have told you guys that a long time ago. And now that we’re moving farther away from the drop site, the chances of running into enemies are greater then ever. Stay sharp Dragoons, and remember, constant flow of communication. Even if it has nothing to do with the mission.”
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 7:30:25 PM    View the profile of Dante 
There was a lull, the previously unrelenting wind dying down slightly,and the snowstorm fading into normal or what passed for normal on ice planets.

Finally, a break from the elements. We'd better make use of it.

Even as Darr waved the Raiders forwards, Dante leaped from the depression in the snow he had been sitting in, grabbing his deece from his waist as he deactivated the belt clip keeping it in place. He quickly turned it, searching for any damage. Although the barrel was partially clogged up, the rest of the weapon seemed to be in relatively good shape.
The operative word being relatively.
Using a durasteel tool taken from a belt pouch, Dante quickly cleaned the weapon. Bits of ice and snow, stained black by oil and lubricant, fell from the barrel as Dante walked just behind Darr.

From what he had heard, the squads were going to split up, with the Dark Dragoons covering the North and the Raiders heading south. That was fine with Dante who prefered moving around and actually doing something to sitting around and waiting to be attacked.

Leon knows his stuff. The Dragoons will be fine, if they don't go stir crazy or freeze to death.

The squad moved towards the area where they were supposed to  set up the sensor, leaving footprints in their wake.

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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 7:51:03 PM    View the profile of Urakai 
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At the rate they walked, the gusts of winds seemed to multiply in strength. Yet still they trudged on.

“So. Orobos. Met any good *zzz* looking Whiphids lately? Maybe you can hook me up.” Urakai joked.

“Shut up! Geez, I don’t think this is what Leon had in *zz* mind when he said communication *zz*.” the Whiphid responded as Leon gave a laugh.

“Just keep moving, we’re almost there.” Leon crackled through the blaze of snow.

The kept on fighting the blasts back. As the snow seemed less thick, the wind seemed stronger. Soon, what was once hell to trudge through the thick snow, it was hell to get a grip on the snow. Eventually they reached the spot, even though they could barely see.

“It’s okay, *zzz* this is as *zz* far out as we go, *zzz* for now.” Leon halted, unstrapping the next sensor.

With hardly any snow for the censor to grip onto, it began to slide along the thin snow as the wind gushed upon it.

“Damn, we *zz* need to made some *zzz* sort of hole to put *zz* it in.” Urakai suggested, getting up from his crouching position.

“And how do we do that?” Orobos asked, stomping hard on the snow.

“Like this.” Urakai said, standing back as he raised his blaster.

Leon, who had just been thinking quickly shot out, “Urakai, don’t-” but it was too late.

Sever blasts ripped through the wind and snow before colliding with the ground, erupting in steam and snow. Before he realised it, Urakai’s blasts had blown through the entire layer. Urakai only then realised what he had done.

CRACK!

A giant crack streaked through the snow as a whole chunk of ice was blown away from the rest. Soon, streaks were all around then as ice began to break off, revealing an underground river.

NO! How could have I been so careless?!

The wind howled, speeding up the process of the chunks drifting off. This all happened in a matter of seconds before the chunk that Urakai was standing on finally broke. Leon and Orobos were running to safety away from the breaking ice as Urakai struggled to stay in his own chunk. Quickly, he pulled his vibro blade out and sent it straight into the mainland, stopping the chunk from floating away. As this happened, Urakai’s chunk began to break under his weight, cracking into smaller pieces.

With one giant leap, Urakai landed on another ice chunk, closer to the land. This acted like a stepping stone for him as he pulled himself up with his blade. Crawling back up, he looked to see only small chunks were floating away now.

“Is that what you *zz* had in mind?” Leon asked, coming out of the fog and giving Urakai a hand up.

“I’m such an idiot!” Urakai admitted, kicking some snow into the air.

“Careful.” Orobos started jokingly, “You don’t want to start another one of those scenes.”

“Well, this will be close enough.” Leon said, walking nearer to the edge.

“And this time, we can use the pegs,” he continued, pulled out a small grabbling line from the sensor and connecting it to a penetration peg, “not blasters.”
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 9:34:54 PM    View the profile of Fury 
He walked into one of the tents and damn near tripped onto his face. He forgot operational planning said to dig a three foot hole before trying to throw up a tent in a frozen wasteland.  Lesson remembered.

He took off his helmet for the first time since getting groundside. He could only see his breath and the air he took in didn't - quite - rip into his lungs. 

"Cozy," he murmured as he went to grab a mug of caf.

"We aim to please General," said Touli, being remarkably upbeat. Then again, he and his crew were likely the only Imperials that weren't hunkered down trying to dodge what felt like a demonic blizzard outside.

Fury took a couple sips of the lukewarm brew. Warmer didn't mean warm, but the tent did stop the wind.  "Alright, here's the deal. It'll be dark in a couple hours and we've got our squads setting out the perimeter comms. I need you guys to bundle up and get these auto-defense pickets out. We've got six autoblasters and two anti-air units, just in case."

One of the navy noncoms openly grimaced and forgot his place for a second.  "Yeah, who's gonna make us do all that now that we're out of the elements?"

Fury grinned. "Well...for starters," he pointed behind the crewer, "that guy."  No one turned around, they knew no one else was in the room with them.  That's when the lippy naval crewman got shot outside as if from a cannon. Then they turned around, totally befuddled. And why not? When the heck did you EVER see white Royal Guard armor?

"Hey Bob, nice to know I was on the right path with the color pattern. When'd you get in?"

Bob just shook his head as if disappointed then gave a spinning motion with his hand.

Fury got the hint and ducked out of the way as the crewman tried to tackle him by the legs. He flew into a crate. Hard.  This should have been bad enough of an experience, especially since his head and hands were already beet red from just a few seconds exposure.

It should have been enough of a lesson.  The Force Choke and levitation was probably just for Bob's personal entertainment.

Fury passively watched the man float four feet off the ground fighting for air for a few seconds before muttering, "Erm, down boy?"

Bob let go of the man.  Then he glared at Fury. Obviously, he couldn't see it with the helmet and all, but he just knew. Definitely a glare.

"As I was saying...."

Tuloi continued his ability to catch on quickly. He was already throwing overboots on over a cold weather set of coveralls. "No problem General. We'll get those systems deployed."  It took a couple minutes and soon they were all gone.

"I've got to go step out and check on a few things Bob. Thanks for the help. Take off your helmet and have some damn coffee for once. No one here to see you and all." Fury waved and left the Guardsmen alone for the moment.
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 10:17:45 PM    View the profile of Dante 
The troopers advanced, disregarding the bitter cold and high winds that scoured the surface of Yuka. Here and there, gnarled limbs and twisted branches broke the crust of snow and stretched nearly parallel to the light blue ice and drifts of snow that covered the surface of Yuka. Dante looked up and saw a faint light in the now cloudless sky; it was the VE Star Destroyer that had brough them here and the one that held their only chance of survival: the sleds.

Without vehicles, we're sitting ducks. The battle will last all of two minutes if they have heavy firepower. Force knows they've had long enough to prepare

Some of the Raiders were also becoming nervous. Dante noted that Yush in particular seemed to resent the stupidity of the HC.

Although I'd never admit it, I heartily agree with him

Yush started to speak, dragging his feet in the thick layer of snow.
“Hey, guys, let’s play a game. I’m going to pick a number between one and fifty – If you guys can guess what it is before we all freeze to death, you win."

Dante snorted into his helmet, but said nothing. Darr-Rann and Rogueboy replied immediately, but Dante knew they were aware of the squad's frustration.

“Raiders has it’s first sensor in place, proceeding to the next checkpoint.”

Still, it's not like we have a choice. We can do this, and hopefully get some equipment, or we can sit here and wait to freeze to death. Personally, I prefer to survive.

With that in mind, Dante helped to carry the second sensor, despite its weight. The squad waded through the thick layer of snow,
vigilant for the first sign of concealed danger, natural or artificial. They left only disturbed snow and drops of lubricant from the equipment to show their passage.   

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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 10:19:05 PM    View the profile of Rizzit 
The wind was cold and the snow was enticing for something so cold. Must.....not......eat.... Rizzit kept telling himself over and over again. As long as it was clean snow was actually a tasty treat (provided it wasnt bitterly cold like the wind was on this planet.) Rizzit hated the cold...so why did the snow seem so appetizing? Possibly because it was something that he never had from the gourmet kitchens on Tadath that served crisply, burnt food at best (which would have been welcome now mainly because it would be hot.

Fury was like a little kid in the snow. He was the total opposite of Rizzit. Whereas Rizzit seemed to detest the snow and cold weather, Fury seemed to be actually enjoying himself. Fury had left to take care of something, so Rizzit got a break from Fury's antics. Well, I might as well chip in and help set up base. Rizzit said to himself.

Rizzit left the tent he was in and went to find AlanRJ, Riqimo, and Giovanni who were basically the taskmasters at setting base up. Jester and Wraiths hadn't checked in quite yet, and Dark Dragoons were off scouting with Raiders. That left what commanders there were, Iron Horse, Eclipse, and Paladin Squads. When Rizzit found the three Squad Leaders, they were giving out various orders to their squadmates to ensure that everything was set up properly. This wasn't exactly the kind of wether you wanted to be repairing something in. "So...how can I help?"

"Well the horsies are trying to get the sensors set up before dark. Paladin it looks like is just finishing with the communications equipment. My squad is trying to help the people Fury brought with him set up the auto-defense pickets before dark. Seeing as how those are the most important Rizz, you might want to help them out." Riqimo said all friendly-like.

"Hmm...not a bad idea. Gio...when the communications are ready contact the Dominion using whatever channel you can that won't be traced and request that they drop the sleds. That reminds me...all of you. When using comlinks here don't use the regular channels use the ones that are the least likely to be checked!"

Rizzit grabbed what he needed and went to work on an autoblaster turret. It was highly unlikely that airships would be coming to their location so Rizzit decided it was best to work on an autoblaster. Rizzit no sooner started working on the turret when he was interrupted. Giovanni came over asking for some sort of help. Apparently, the communications were all set up but they were not able to contact anyone at all....this was troublesome. Great....where's MaraJade when I need her? Rizzit went over to check out the communications equipment and such and didn't see a problem with the setup whatsoever.

"I'm no expert on this stuff, that's why I always had Slicers and Comm Techs in my squad to do this kind of stuff for me; but if I had to guess I'd say our communications are being jammed."

"Great...so we can't get our supplies dropped to us?" Legit asked in Panic. "So no sleds?"

"No Sleds."

"Wait...Rizz...how can they be jamming our communications if they don't know we're here? Something's gotta be wrong." Gio asked.

"I'm not sure Gio...but I do know that we're not getting those sleds until we can get some kind of communications around here..."

This wasn't good. If Rizzit was indeed right they had three squads at base with a few officers. Two squads were off scouting and two more squads had yet to check in. Rizzit needed a quick break from the stress looked out over the snowy landscape. It was actually quite peaceful here aside from the demonic wind and the cold that came with it. Spotless white snow stretched out for miles, yet something caught Rizzit's eye.....footprints. I must be seeing things... Rizzit said to himself I'd be hopeful and say it must be the Wraiths, but their footprints are in a straight, single file. Snipes would be sure to stagger a bit. Just as Rizzit was about to pass off the footprints as previous ones from earlier, he coulda swore he saw something else....something.....moving.....
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 29, 2007 11:01:16 PM    View the profile of Gimp 
Gimp didn't have the slightest of ideas about how to set up auto-defense pickets. He had tried for a minute but one of the people Fury brought with him got mad and told him to just stand back. He watched for a while and looked at some of the more experienced Troopers in his squad make themselves useful.

The winds were absolutely brutal. Much worse than the cold itself, the winds seemed to wield frozen vibroblades. It's attack was vicious and prolonged. The wind, it seemed, was prepared for a war of attrition. He tried his best to block out the imagery, knowing air would not be his toughest foe of the day.If it wasn't for the snow going up to his knees, the wind may have sent the light Trooper flying like a kite for miles and miles.

Good thing for Alater he weighs like four hundred pounds.

You don't know that.

Shut up. He's big, whatever.

Stepping away from the picket setting operation, he decided to guard against a sneak attack. He had both of his DoomBringers drawn and ready. He figured they would do a good enough job because of how limited the visibility was. Besides, he still didn't trust his aim to be his squad's saving grace. At least the spray of the DoomBringers would give an enemy a lot to look out for, and his squad enough time to shoot back.

He scanned the distance as best he could, ready to unload two magazines at anything that wasn't a Stormtrooper coming from the distance.
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 30, 2007 12:01:05 AM    View the profile of Leon 
"Tanus, we're now heading over to the last check point, how're you guys doing?" Leon called over the squads private frequency.

"We're 'ey ok.' Heading over to the northern most check point as ordered."

"Roger that Anus... I mean Tanus. Sorry about that, the cold makes me miss-pronounce certain words," Leon said sarcastically, trying his hardest to suppress a laugh.

"Thanks, thanks a lot Leon, as if I don't get that enough." Replied Tanus bleakly before cutting the channel off.

Apparently Leon wasn't the first to call his Assistant that, but even then, no matter how much it bugged his ASL, Leon would continue to do it. He needed a good laugh every once and a while, and if Tanus were to be the cause of that laugh, he would continue to do so. Three heat signatures up ahead caught Leon's attention, instinctively bringing his gun up to firing posistion. He slowly lowered the Carbine, realizing that it was just his troopers.
Still a bit jumpy I see, gotta watch that.

As the squad grew closer together, Leon began to get a slightly bad feeling. Aside from the incident that had happened earlier with Urakai, things had gotten disturbingly quiet. You would think by now some sort of enemy scouting group would have came in contact with the base, but no such thing had happened. No enemy sightings, no signs of life, and not a structure in sight aside from the mountains.

That was when Leon saw it. "Dragoons, stick to procedure, act as if we don't notice a thing. I think we're being watched.... No, I know we're being watched. Weapons at the ready, and I'll give the signal."

The squad did as ordered, planting the last sensor and getting it started up. In the distance, tiny specs of orange, just barely noticable, were slowly moving closer to the Dragoons location. They must have been wearing some form of high tech armor, because their heat signatures were almost null. Leon noted that there were at least six, all coming in from the North East.

"Alright now I want everyone to turn around and just act as if we're heading back to command. That'll leave the bogies South West of us, fire on my signal."

The Dark Dragoons just turned around in response to their SL's orders, doing a very good job at ignoring the on coming threat. Leon quickly switched over to the Raiders private channel. "Darr-Rann, head over to our location, we got some baddies on our tail and chances are we're gonna need reinforcements. Get over here ASAP."

He switched back over to the Dragoons comm channel, ready to commence the fight. "You guys ready? This is the moment we've been waiting for. Remember, South West, that means turn to the left, not right. If someone has a nade, feel free to use it."

Without waiting for further acknowledgement, Leon decided to start things off. With in- humane speed, Leon whirrled around to the left, his Carbine in firing posistion, and let off a volley of crimson red bolts. He emptied round after round into the general direction of the enemy, his squad following their SL's lead. Blaster fire tore through the howling winds, signaling the start of an epic battle, one that would be remembered for an eternity.
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  RE: Yuka....Death Trap or Icy Hell?
November 30, 2007 12:56:25 AM    View the profile of Urakai 
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Their targets were moving fast. Real fast. If they didn’t do something soon, they’d been surrounded in a matter of seconds. Though the squad was firing furiously, not one seemed to take a hit.

“Engage!” cried Leon, charging out, “Don’t let them surround us!”

Now the enemies were coming dangerously close, and if it weren’t for their heat signatures, the squad would have lost them by now. Suddenly, blazing red dots were suddenly appearing all over Urakai’s screen, blasts.

“Take cover!” Mako yelled, ducking to avoid an array of blasts.

“Come and get some!” Orobos yelled, spraying some more shots out before withdrawing his vibro axe.

This was all Urakai needed.

“Hahahahahaha!” Urakai laughed, dropping his E-11 to the ground and pulling out his two vibro blades with a nice *shing*.

Urakai quickly dove for cover under a blanked of snow while Orobos ran to Tanus and Leon’s position. Mako and Gates provided cover fire as the two moved in. One of the two of the enemies had rushed in; jumping over the blanket Urakai was taking cover in. Quickly, Urakai lunged with his right blade, piercing the leg of one of the enemies, crashing down.

The other turned to spot Urakai, but the distraction proved fatal as he was quickly ended by three straight shots from Mako. Quickly, the surviving enemy rushed to his fallen blaster, but by then, Urakai had already rolled toward his position and sliced his hand off with a clean cut. The snow quickly soaked in the blood while a wild shot was heard. Ss Urakai raised both blades for the final strike; a blast zoomed straight under his arm, missing it by an inch.

Quickly, he rushed out of the way, diving into the ice, then spinning around to draw his DC-15. He quickly spotted the target and sent two straight shots into his stomach. He was down the count. As Urakai turned to the one on the ground, a fist came straight at him. If it was normal, any trooper could take it with their armor on, but not this metal like gauntlet. The blow to Urakai’s head was followed by another from a foot. All the rest he quickly evade before hacking off both the enemies legs and piercing his chest.

Meanwhile, Leon blasted one of the enemies, but he shook it off as if it was a simple punch to the stomach. Leon might’ve been in trouble, if Orobos hadn’t chopped his head off in midair while he was leaping at Leon. This left two more on the field, or so they thought. Orobos swung his axe around, burying it deep into one of enemies, and then Tanus practically blasted his head off.

Suddenly, the guy who Urakai had already shot, sprang from his lifeless position, blood gushing from his wound. He leaped at Urakai but was short ended with a straight blast from Leon.

One guy left.

The last remaining man saw the failure of his comrades and so, instinctively he fled. The Dark Dragoons didn’t bother chasing him at risk of reinforcements. The squad soon regrouped.

“Man, what kind of armor is *z* that?” Garryll started.

“Yeah, took me three shots just to *zz* bring one down.” Mako responded.

“I must admit,” Leon said, “that is pretty *z* tough armor.”

Urakai picked up his E-11 and began to reload while talking, “I found it quite difficult to penetrate *zz* that armor, actually. I mean, tougher than usual, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before.”

“Yeah, same here. I-” Orobos’ words were short lived as all six detected massive heat signatures approaching.

“Take cover! Wait for my go.” Leon ordered, taking a position with Mako.

As the seconds rolled by, a voice was heard over the comm., “Hold your fire, *z* it’s just us Raiders.”

One by one, the Dragoons came out of their hiding places, “Took yas long enough, we’ve been friggin-”

Once again, heat signatures were approaching, but this time cooler, more like the men they had just encountered.

“Get ready.” Leon whispered, “I think you raiders are going to enjoy this.”
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November 30, 2007 1:13:04 AM    View the profile of Mako Sanguin 
Mako wondered if Leon knew what he was doing to Tanus by pairing him with Gates.  At least with Orobos he could keep the roughhousing to bad jokes, but with Gates he had to play more.  He couldn’t resist, really.

So the three went off to set up sensors and were following Tanus about, all the while picking at each other with smart comments like:  “I think I see a snowman,” or “The only thing colder than this rock is your moms icy heart.”

The comments grew progressively worse as the time went on, and eventually turned into Mako grabbing some snow on the sly.  He walked along, balling it up into the tightest form he could manage, all the while trying to keep it from Gates sight.  Then he screamed into the private channel:

“Gates, to my right!”  Gates reacted with lightning speed, only to catch a snowball in the visor at point blank range.

Mako tried his hardest to say “Incoming” but he was laughing so hard that he couldn’t breath well at all.  Gates tackled him in the snow and the two went at it for a solid minute, like two brothers horseplaying under the eyes of a wary parent.  Tanus stared at the two for a second, then said:  “Cut it out you two!  Back on duty, now!”

The two straightened up quickly and went back to work, the whole thing being settled with a brief exchange.

“Mako, you hit like a girl.”

“That’s cuz I am used to playing with your mom and I can’t leave marks or your dad will get mad.”

“Whatever.  You are getting it.  One for this and one for my pillow.”

“Cut it you two, NOW!”

Mako went back to watching the horizon for enemies. 

“Turn your *zzzz* to therma-*zzz*-ion…”

Mako got the gist of it, and switched to thermal.  The screen lit blue into his visor and the color played havoc on his eyes for a minute, the contrast between the blinding expanse of snow and the dim blue almost too much.

They placed the last sensor and made their way back toward Leon and the others.  When they were almost back, they heard Leon instructing them to remain steady, that they were being watched, and to keep cool.

Mako readied his DC-17 on burst fire and checked the safety smoothly, without looking.  They kept in formation and acted as if nothing was wrong.  He checked the thermal HUD and barely noticed the heat signatures, but they were very close. 

Leon gave the go-ahead and Mako turned and started firing like a madman.  He threw shot after shot at the armored soldiers.

“Take Cover!’  He yelled to the others.

He managed to hit them pretty easily, but the shots mostly absorbed into the armor, nit seeming to do much at all.  Urakai went ballistic and started lobbing heds and hands around with his blades.  He ran in, with a few close calls, and managed to cut most of the party down in only a few short moments.  Mako had saved his sin once, and thankfully the blaster shots went right through this time. 

Mako watched as Urakai and Orobos decimated the men.  He could not believe the thickness of their armor.  “I bet those guys are warm and toasty with that kind of armor on!”  mako watched as the last man went running off.  HE threw a few potshots at the man just to remind him that he did not have a free pass.  When the frey was over, he went to join his group.

Mako started to inspect the bodies of the troops they had just laid down.  He noticed some weird devices at their sides.  He threw a blaster bolt into one of the boxes and a little of the frizzle left the com channel.

“You guys think that those are jammers?”

He was wary of the field now, and noticed a few other soldiers running up the hill.

“Hold!  It’s the Raiders,” Someone said.

Mako lowered his weapon for a second, and then saw more low heat signatures on the HUD.

Mako remembered the ok for grenade usage and mapped out the path of his hand to his thermal detonator in his mind, waiting for the new opponents to get in range.

When the new onslaught came through Mako turned, grabbing the thermal detonator, and threw it hard as he dropped to the ground for cover.  He watched as the grenade sank in the snow right in front of one of the soldiers.  He saw the man drop onto as if out of instinct, and then watched as he was ignited into a black, shredded form with small flames coming from his corpse. 

Mako could feel the small gust of heat rush over him from the buried thermal detonator.  He had hoped to get a few more of the enemy with such an expensive grenade, but he would settle for watching the poor guy roast in an ice desert.  “How often do you see that?” he thought.

Mako hoped to God that the man stayed lit, as he wanted to warm up by a fire when this battle was over.  He threw a few rounds of blaster fire toward the forms in the snow, but they were already dispersing from the sudden attack.  “Man, I hope this is over quickly.  That fire looks so warm.”
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November 30, 2007 1:55:44 AM    View the profile of Urakai 
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“Wait a sec, didn’t we just get out of this mess?” Urakai yelled over the fray as Mako dismembered one of the enemies with a grenade.

“Apparently not!” Mako responded, firing a few times before taking cover again.

Urakai sprang from his position as he slowly moved from one giant heap of snow to the next. Then, quickly he raised his E-11, threw an array from shots and the enemy and dived/rolled towards Leon’s position, taking cover.

“What’s the plan, sir?!” Urakai called, firing once again.

Leon continued firing before someone head shot an enemy, sending him down, “Raider’s will cover us while we sneak behind ‘em. Can I borrow a blade?”

Urakai nodded, passing one of his vibro blades to Leon, who clutched it tightly, then turned and said something to Orobos. Then Urakai called to Mako as more blaster bolts flew overhead. Quickly, Mako darted over to their position as Urakai gave him his other vibro blade. With his last blade gone, Urakai smiled for as he put his hands to his back, he felt the strong metal pole. Pulling it off his back strap, Urakai unfolded his modified Electro Staff, grinning every minute he was holding it.

“Let’s go.” Leon whispered as he lead the way.

Orobos, Urakai and Mako followed, trying to stay out of sight. They were almost 180 degrees around from their last spot before Leon told them to hold.

They waited there for about ten more seconds when Leon shouted out, “Go!”

All four hauled themselves up from their prone positions. As Make started digging his blade deep into one of the men and Leon and Orobos hacking up another, Urakai ignited his electro staff. The buzzing sound sent a thrill through Urakai as he stabbed an enemy from behind. As he did, giant sparks flew from his armor, and he almost did a 360 spin in the air before smashing into the icy snow. At this, he spun around and knocked the legs of another man, giving him a nice jolt before sending him over.

As Urakai raised his staff for the final kill, the man pulled out a projectile pistol, and as the staff came down, igniting his chest, he fired a single shot into the air. The bullet flew silently up, just scraping Urakai’s helmet. With this, he quickly fell back into the snow as Mako seemed to finish off the rest, with clean cuts and slices.

The blasts then came to a halt as snowtrooper heads poked out of the little snow mounds. Urakai picked himself up with the help of Orobos.

“Got a little scratch.” Leon laughed, handing Urakai his blade back, followed by mako.

As Urakai observed their foes, he noticed most of them were killed by blasts. He had to commend the Raiders for that.

“Best thing we should do now is head back to base, see if we can intercept any of these jamming bugs,” Darr-Rann said, checking the bodies.

“Ok,” Leon agreed, “We should definitely split up then, clear more ground.”
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November 30, 2007 4:58:01 AM    View the profile of AlanRJ 
Alan spotted Rizzit approaching him and the other squad leaders.  Riqimo filled him in with what was going on, whilst Alan carried on getting the squad to place the sensors before it got dark.  Getting these sensors in place was going to make Alan feel an awful lot easier as no-one would be able to sneak up on their base without alerting them of their presence.

"Sir, how many more of these do we need to place?" queried Vince.  It had seemed like hours since they had started and also felt like they had placed hundreds of sensors.  In actuality, it had been a lot less than that.

"A few more should do it" replied Alan.  He wanted the base to be secure and didn’t want any gaps in the sensor grid.

Several more sensors placed and soon the base was secured.  Alan was relieved when the last sensor was in place and working.  Once the last sensor was placed, Alan guided the squad to their tents and told them to rest up.  He did not know when they would be called into action so he wanted to get them rested whilst they could.

After showing them their tents, Alan moved off to find Rizzit.

"Are you not resting up Sir?" queried Dwarf.

"Not right now" replied Alan as he headed off.

He wandered around the base for some time before he finally found Rizzit at the communications area.  When he approached he heard the conversation about the communications not working.  That's not good thought Alan.

Rizzit noticed Alan approach and said "sensor's in place?"

"Yes Sir" replied Alan, "the squad's taking a breather whilst we wait for our next orders".

"Good idea" replied Rizzit, "we'll need fresh troops".

"Sir?" queried Alan, "we seem to have brought down quite a bit of equipment, any chance that we also brought the cantina down as well, and I'm freezing".

Rizzit laughed and Alan hoped that his next words were going to be 'of course we did' and then to point Alan in the right direction, he wasn't that hopeful though.
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November 30, 2007 7:34:16 AM    View the profile of Riqimo 
Riqimo did everything he could to refrain from throwing a hydrospaner out into the snow but the frustration was just too great from this particular turret refusing to cooperate.  He was glad that Rizzit had just went off to see about assisting Gio with the communications, and not able to see that brief fit of temper.  Landing about twenty meters away, the hydrospanner crunched softly on the snow and sank downwards.  Better go get it... Blizzard will cover it in minutes, the man sighed as he slushed after it, each step immersing his leg into the ice and cold that had become so familiar and numbing.  About a meter away, his foot caught a solid block of ice under the snow and moments later he was staring straight down at the hydrospanner.

First instinct was to see if anyone saw his embarrassing stumble, No one... good.  As he supported himself upwards, there was a sickening crunch and his left arm went downwards though the ice.  Before he could realize what was happening, his other arm followed suit and then the rest of his body.  By the time he hit something, he was on his back and it was... soft...  Riqimo grasped whatever was beneath him, and came up with a fistful of thick hair.  A soft tug confirmed his senses were reality as he tried to prop himself up for the second time, half expecting to go tumbling into whatever creature he had just killed by using it as a mattress to soften the impact.  Flicking on his thermal vision in the dark chamber, Riq suddenly felt it might have been better not to have.  This creature was just as cold as the icy walls that reflected Riqimo’s own heat signature softly.  Something else killed this...

Within seconds, Riqimo had his DLT-20A blaster rifle slung off his shoulder and pointed from redish orange spot to yellow spots then back to the red-orange ones on his HUD until he was certain they were merely the ice reflecting his own signature.  Whatever predator occupied this little cavern, it was outside in the blizzard, hunting.  Riq gave a silent prayer of his good fortune and a hoped that his other snowtrooper companions would not encounter it.

Safety assured, for now anyways, Riqimo lowered the point of his rifle and used his tongue to flick communications but received no confirmation blip, beep or whatever that he was connected.  “Umm... testing, testing?” Riq grimaced, his comm gear had become damaged somehow, and most likely the beacon that allowed the others to see his a friendly on their HUDs.  This mission was just getting off to a lovely start.  Riq’s hopes that they would notice the hole when he was noticed missing fell with a much harder impact than he had endured; the blizzard had already set to work, and brushed fresh layers of snow over the previous opening, plugging it up.

Without thinking, Riqimo grabbed a chunck of ice and threw it at where he had come in, hoping to dislodge the snow from settling there and thus reopening the hole.  The target was too high up for his throwing arm and the chunk of ice shattered loudly on the slippery ground moments later.  Riq quickly regretted that when a low growl mingled with the echoing noise.  Spinning around, he raised his rifle back up and finger twitching lightly on the trigger as he scanned the area on thermal.  A light heat signature was moving behind a wall of ice, no doubt a tunnel to the cavern Riq was currently in.  From the light mix of orange and blue, Riqimo could make out a large beast moving forward cautiously, hunched over and apparently moving on all fours.  A soft click of a pin being pulled on a grenade and some clattering was all the noise that Riq made, a third frozen in fear, and two thirds just plain frozen.

The grenage bounced off one wall of where the tunnel met the cavern and rolled down towards the beast until the bits of metal exploded outwards, embedding themselves in the creature and the ice walls.  Another rumble followed and soon Riq was staring blankly at the fact he hadn’t thought this through well enough and was now trapped in the cavern due to cave-in.  At least he was safe now though, and leaned his rifle against the cavern wall to see about another means of escape.  Just wasn’t his day it seemed.

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November 30, 2007 7:52:18 AM    View the profile of AlanRJ 
True enough, Alan's fears were realised when Rizzit assured him that the cantina had not travelled down to the planet.  He had hoped on getting a drink before getting some sleep but that wasn't going to happen as he remembered his frozen canteen.

Leaving Rizzit to his communication problems, Alan wandered around the base hoping that the communications would be up and running soon.  As he walked around, Alan noted that a lot of troopers had finished their assignments and was either sitting around chatting or playing cards.  Alan was offered at more than one place to join them and play a few hands.  Knowing how bad he was with card playing, Alan graciously declined and moved on.

Alan returned to the Iron Horse tents and spotted Dwarf and Vince playing cards.  He noted that Vince seemed to have the bigger stack of credits and decided there and then that he shouldn't get involved otherwise he would lose a lot of credits.  He graciously declined their invite and instead crawled into his own tent.

Removing his helmet as he entered the tent, he decided on keeping on his armour for warmth.  Collapsing down on his bunk, Alan pulled some covers over him in the hopes of getting some warmth.  He wasn't sure whether or not he was going to get much sleep but he decided he might as well try to get some sleep.  Besides which if he or the Iron Horse squad were needed then he was sure someone would come and get him.

Lying on the bunk, he started to get sleepy.  His mind started to wander and he began to think of the mission and of the newly formed Iron Horse squad.  Eventually, he drifted off into a light sleep.  He tossed around several times as his dreams sometimes haunted him.
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November 30, 2007 8:07:17 AM    View the profile of Riqimo 
“It’s worth a try...” Riqimo muttered as he started to unfold his collapsible shovel that he had the foresight to carry.  His original intention was setting up shelter if needed, but it sufficed perfectly to help him climb to the highest point he could at the south end of the cavern, his rifle caught on some large ice chunk jutting out of the slope, but perfectly easy other than that.

Bracing his feet on a rock that was luckily exposed, Riqimo forced his short shovel to chip away ice and dig at an upwards slope towards freedom.  After a couple minutes and a few solid thrusts forward with the shovel, Riqimo braced himself against the snow that was merely following the laws of gravity.  He would have normally fallen downwards, but by some unusual luck some would call it, he managed to maintain footing and then crawl his way out towards a rifle barrel.  “Hi?” he spoke as loud as possible over the external mic, trying to make his voice clear as possible, “Riqqy, comm broke and IFF is kinda knocked out too...”

The other snowtrooper nodded and helped Riq up and nudged him towards one of the tents.  Once inside Riqimo sighed as he was forced to remove his helmet as identification.  The tent wasn’t much warmer than outside, but it at least kept the wind out of his face.  That was a significant plus.  The other, trooper revealed himself to be Rizzit, “Mind explaining how the hell you did that magic trick?”

Riq chuckled, “Not entirely sure about it myself, but get me somewhere I can’t see my breath crystallize in front of my eyes and I’ll give you the details over a couple drinks.”

Rizzit nodded, smiling slightly at the joke, Eh, all of us want to be there rather than this frozen hellhole.

“We might have to make do without the sleds.  Communications are jammed.  Not sure how they know we are here.”

Riq’s mind went through the entire situation as he understood it, “Communications are blocked, that much is clear.  That means our little beacons built into these suits are not transmitting up to the Dominion.  They must know that we are being jammed as well, despite protocol of radio silence that we are supposed to break with contact to them.”

Rizzit nodded, “Since we leave no trace to them, they will check for a malfunction on their own systems first.  Then they will lead to the conclusion we are being jammed... Brilliant, let’s hope they have the balls to drop those dropships.  Else we’re on our own a little more than planned.”

Riqimo shrugged, “You know we wouldn’t miss it for the galaxy sir.”

...  ...  ...

And surely enough somewhere on the ISD Dominion...

“Get that damn holosystem linked to those beacons!  We need to know when and where to deliver support!”
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November 30, 2007 8:09:55 AM    View the profile of Namyr  
"Goddess be, it's cold enough to freeze the tits off of winter witch in December," Namyr complained, she had always hated the cold, prefering the dry heat that reminded her of home.  Home, Ryloth, there was one place she hardly thought about anymore, let alone she wasn't planning any vacation even near that planet, she consitered it her personal curse.

"Well Nams we can all strip down and huddle together naked, they say that's the best survival tactic," rogueboy mentioned sounding innocent, though Namyr wouls practically hear the grin on his face.

"You would like that too much, then again when you have to take a pee I'm going to laugh my ass off when you manhood freezes and falls off," Namyr snapped back the grin showing in her voice as well.

"That would be a tragedy, many women would weep."

"And plenty of men as well," Namyr mumured only to have Rogueboy shover her over so she landed in a rather deep snowdrift.

"Alright you two quit screwing around and get to work, unless you want your faces shot off by enemy fire," Darr commented.

"Spoilsport," Namyr growled chucking a snowball at the back of Darr's helmet hitting him straight on, she looked away innocently, Darr shakinf his head, probably to keep himself from killing half of his squad continued on while Rogueboy helped fish Namyr out of the snow drift.
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November 30, 2007 10:16:42 AM    View the profile of Dante 
The wind wailed as the squad plowed through the fields of snow. The snowstorm had died, but snow still quietly fell, as though ensuring the earth was covered. Dante, although helping to carry the second sensor array, was constantly scanning the landscape for any potential threat.

The open landscape means any enemy could see us coming from miles away. On the bright side, the effect works both ways.

Brief pauses in the jamming and the lack of obstacles such as buildings meant that the squad had a pretty good idea of the tactical situation: that the Dragoons were taking enemy fire and the gunships had no idea where to land.

If we set off flares, we'll let every enemy grunt on the continent know our position.

Despite the unforeseen difficulties the Raiders mission remained the same: set up the damn sensors and regroup. To that end, Dante was helping Yush lug the second sensor to the point where they were supposed to set it up.

This is pretty pointless. If the enemy commander has any brains at all, he'll attack when we're setting it up and nearly defenseless.

Dante grunted as the array slipped slightly. They carefully put the sensors down and cleaned the away the ice and snow that had built up  on the durasteel case and on their viewscreens.

Damn snow gets anywhere and everywhere.

Resolutely, the squad pressed on to their objective: a large group of boulders and , if all went well, the area where they would finally get their transport.

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November 30, 2007 10:21:58 AM    View the profile of Leon 
The two squads, Raiders and Dark Dragoons, made their way back to the base. Leon kept his vision set on Thermal, not letting his guard down one bit. The enemy had somehow managed to mask their heat signatures to the point where they were almost invisible. What he didn't get was how they were able to stay warm. It had to be some sort of high tech armor he had never heard of before.

"Darr, any clue on how they were able to mask their heat signatures?" Asked Leon over a private comm channel.

"Only possible answer I can give is that they have some form of high tech armor. They could have used stims also, I've heard of certain stims that are able to do things like that. Just don't let your guard down, those bastards are quite good at hiding. I'm just worried about when the sun goes down. That's when things will begin to get tough."

"I'm not looking forward to that one bit Darr. I'm surprised none of the other squads even heard the fire fight, this weather provides the perfect cover for those sneaky little bastards. Anyways, we shoud go alert Rizzit right away."

"I concur."

Leon turned his attention to the multiple heat signatures and the medium sized tent up ahead. Various members from diferent squads could be seen digging fox holes, setting up auto defense pickets, and running around making sure everyone was on task.

"I'm guessing Rizzit is in that tent. I'll stay out here with Tanus while you and Leon go do your thing. Have fun getting warm..." Rogue said sounding slightly bitter.

"We will," replied Leon, unable to keep himself from laughing. "Besides, you have Namyr to keep you company. Hottest female in the corps, you should be honored."

"Well actually I heard there's a pretty hot fem trooper in Eclipse... I think I might go try something out with her."

"You wouldn't dare." Growled Namyr.

Leon followed Darr into the tent, leaving the two squads outside to freeze in the cold. As soon as Leon stepped inside, he noticed the difference in temperature, his body quickly warming up. The lenses on his helm automatically adjusted to the bright lighting, and he saw two authority figures standing side by side. One of them he made out to be Rizzit, and the other.... The other one feintly rung a bell, but he couldn't quite place his finger on who it could be.

A light hiss broke their conversation, which happened to be the sound of Darr taking his helmet off. Leon followed in suit, twisting his helm to the left, and then gently tugging it off.

"Ahhhh Darr-Rann, I see you're not drunk anymore?" Rizzit said as he came to meet him.

Darr-Rann saluted, Leon also jumping to a salute after he did so. "No sir." He replied, sounding slightly embarressed. Rizzit returned the salute, and then turned his attention to Leon.

"And you are?"

"Sergeant Leon at your service, sir. I'm the new Squad Leader of DD, the one that messaged you earlier."

"Oh, I couldn't quite recognize you with the beard, sorry about that. You've changed quite a lot since the last time I've seen you. For the better I hope."

"Leon?" Blurted the man who had been chatting with Rizzit. "Remember me? Riqimo?"

"No. I'm sorry it doesn't ring any bells." Leon replied, feeling slightly guilty.

"Heh, I was the Medic who treated you when you got your head bashed. I'm currently the SL of Eclipse." Replied Riqimo.

"Oh yeah! That... Heh, it still hasn't gotten any better. You know, the whole memory recovery process. I've basically gotten nothing back. Anyways, we have an update to give you guys, I think it may be quite important."

"Yeah about that," chimed in Darr. "We encountered an enemy patrol group when setting up the sensor's, and they were packing some sort of high tech armor that almost masked their WHOLE heat signature. We managed to take all of them out."

"Uh-oh things aren't looking so good then..." Replied Rizzit, who started to pace back and fourth nervously. "Our sensors are being blocked and we can't get the Drop Ships to bring the sleds. If things continue to go on like this... Well let's just say they won't turn out so good. We need those Sleds ASAP."

Yeah.... We really do need them ASAP, 'cus if not, we'll be the prey.
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SL/SGT Leon/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA/[ES2]/[BC]/[BoH]/[RCoD]
And so we go.
~WildcardPlatoo n ~
"Faithful to the end..."
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