Author Topic: Raid at Borgo Prime (Closed, Zane and Cass) (COMPLETE) (Read 659 times)

Gaven13 · « **on:** 07/28/11 03:29:25 »

As far as space went, this was as dead as he had ever seen it. Typically populated by motes of light that represented stars and signs of life, this deep interstellar void was an oddity. Private Captains of reputable vessels called it simply 'The Expanse', a span of space where very few stars could be seen, no planets, and no signs of life anywhere within a day's ride.

Military leaders called it a stratigic nightmare.

Cloaked against the darkness of space, completely dead to sensors and even visual inspection was the Midnight Fire, it's matte-black hull perfect camoflage against the void. The running lights were shut down. The only dim lights came from the outrigger cockpit, the glow of the instruments reflecting off the face of Jedi Master Gaven Antilles and the R4 unit locked into the socket where the co-pilot seat once was.

The black and red droid beeped at him and Gaven didn't bother to look down at the translation screen. He had been through this routine for years with the Droid.

"We'll be here until the convoy arrives."

The droid continued it's tyraid until Gaven looked at it.

"Wake the others. Its almost time to begin."

Casandra Necroy · « **Reply #1 on:** 07/28/11 04:06:18 »

The sound of the droid in the hallway woke her before it even came in the room, but in its confusion to not seeing her, she dropped from the doorway and walked out behind it.

She had been up for a few hours, having cleaned and donned her dark green light armor, and her sword and knives, before meditating. They were here to raid, and raid they would. Master Gaven and Master Starkiller had asked her and the other apprentice with them after the Alliance meeting, when voices had been raised towards moving away from the old age.

Walking into the dark room, she paused in the door way, head slightly bowed, and awaited instructions.

Zane ORyan · « **Reply #2 on:** 07/28/11 04:24:49 »

Blinking a few times as he heard the chirps of the droid, Zane swung his legs over the edge of the cot he was sitting on and yawned a little groggily from the sudden wake up, as he stood and stretched the young padawan found himself fully awake and ready to go to work. Looking at the droid he nodded appreciatively then looked towards the other padawan he had just recently met, she seemed like a nice girl and someone he could get along with well, they where about the same age and both healers in a regard, "Good morning." Zane whispered as he stood next to Casandra in the doorway.

Casandra Necroy · « **Reply #3 on:** 07/28/11 04:57:28 »

The other apprentice walked up and spoke, "Good morning."

She nodded slightly before whispering back, “you don’t have to whisper I don’t think…”

But then why am I whispering? She thinks to herself briefly.

First instinct was to whisper, rather than to speak loudly. But standing in the presence of the Jedi Master, she felt the need to whisper softly, since they were in total blackout, and awaiting a convoy to approach.

The hunter in her was kicking in, and her mask hung from her belt, though she was almost certain she wouldn’t need to wear it. It was only a half mask anyways, covering her eyes and nose.

Her people would be proud of her. That she was certain of.

She looked out of the corner of her eye at the apprentice next to her. He was slightly taller, and from the glow she could tell he was human, or looked human at least. The R4 droid came rolling back, bumping into her leg before she moved aside to let it pass, and she lifted her eyes to her Master, still wondering what their plan was for this raid.

Gaven13 · « **Reply #4 on:** 07/28/11 05:20:41 »

Gaven stepped in front of the two young Apprentices and stared down at them. He was taller than them both by a signifigant margin, and his shoulders nearly filled the width of the door. He wore a simple Military BDU uniform, unadored with rank, save for a patch on his left shoulder, a purple sun surrounded by a corona of black, the marking of the Elite Military of Chandrilia.

When he spoke, his voice was deep rumble, full of authority and anger. "I didn't ask to bring you two here. Starkiller decided it would be a good idea for you to have a true Military and Jedi experience at once. With that being said, I will not tolerate any failures from either of you, regardless of how good you think you are. Until you show me that you can handle the terror that is about to come, you are nothing to me." He flicked his gaze back and forth between the two. "Make no mistake. You will be afraid when the rounds start flying. There will be some confusion. Follow Mark and I and you will be all right."

He allowed his features to soften, feeling the slight tingle of excited fear run through the hull. "The plan is very simple. The Midnight Fire is specially equipped for stealth. We will wait for the convoy to approach, approach through the engine wash on the tailing freighter, establish a hard dock, and invade. Since we only have one ship currently, we are unable to hijack more than one of their vessels at a time. Our primary focus is food and medical supplies, but a ship loaded with weapons is also an asset. Do you understand?"

Zane ORyan · « **Reply #5 on:** 07/28/11 05:36:21 »

Smiling as he shrugged at his fellow apprentice, Zane was about to speak with a giant of a man stepped in front of him, this man was Master Antilles, he recognized the Jedi Master from his holo's of the different masters and knights in the order, he quickly snapped to an at ease stance when Master Antilles spoke. Small twinges in the force told the young Jedi that the words the master said where true, and a cross of fear and excitement filled the young man, he knew it was true about being scared as blasters shot around them, he had experienced it once a few years earlier when his parents died at the hands of Imperial troops in a cross fire with alliance soldiers.

Shaking his head slightly to brush away the thought, Zane nodded to Master Antilles, "Yes Master, I understand." he knew it would only be a matter of time till they would be able to strike and gather the much needed resources the Alliance needed in this desperate time of war.

Casandra Necroy · « **Reply #6 on:** 07/28/11 05:44:47 »

It truly was as simple as she had imagined. Guns, loud noises, all of these she could handle, but the hardness this Master displayed showed to her that he truly wouldn’t be looking out for them, that they would be looking out for themselves. This wouldn't be much harder than fighting the mumuu at home. Except people weren't as thick hided.

Food and medical supplies, it was right up her ally. A ship loaded with weapons was an asset as well. These were two things she could easily see finding in one place as they only had one ship currently. Once again, simple enough of a task at hand.

He had softened when he told them the plan, and she nodded solemnly.

“Yes Master, I understand.” The other apprentice had snapped up, but she remained as she had been, her hands behind her back, feet shoulder width apart. Who was this Master who stood before her? He obviously knew, and the only person she knew by name here was Mark. Mark Starkiller… The last name seemed familiar. She brushed it off, choosing instead to await her orders, and the command of the Master in charge of them.

Gaven13 · « **Reply #7 on:** 07/28/11 06:04:04 »

Gaven nodded slightly And stood at a semblage of parade rest. "I know you do not know me well. I am Jedi Master Gaven Antilles. I am a part of Master Starkiller's Sith Assassins group. I-.." He was interrupted by Lobbar and he turned to the little droid. "My apologies. The time has come, and Mark has not yet joined us. We must proceed without him."

And I pray they are not expecting this...

He returned to the cockpit with the Apprentices and nudged his throttles slightly, sending a flicker of power through the Fire's sublight drives. They turned and he swallowed hard. Only one massive vessel carrying cargo--A strike crusier. Gaven's tactical mind flickered over the possibilities. A strike crusier was a fine addition as a Capital ship, but how many crew? What kind of cargo? And other questions, where was their escort?

Then again, with the Alliance scattered and without a formal leader, who would think to strike a capital ship full of cargo? He turned to the Apprentices.

"Here is your first task. Should we attempt to invade and take over such a powerful vessel, or as Jedi, should we simply sit back and let this one slip away?"

Zane ORyan · « **Reply #8 on:** 07/28/11 06:18:19 »

Zane nodded in response to Master Antilles words, then the droids interruption before they went to the cockpit, looking at the ship a shiver ran through his body as he felt a chill climb his spine, this wasn't what he expected, but upon the masters words, Zane found himself smirking as he pulled out a datepad and punched in a code bringing up the type of ship and its details. He sat and pondered a moment then nodded more to himself then anyone else, "If I may be so bold Master Antilles... The Alliance needs these supplies, and we have a chance here like none before. A small Jedi strike team taking down a capital ship, it may make things harder for future runs, but we have been handed a gold mine." Zane looked at Casandra, then back to Gaven, it was pretty clear that he wanted to prove they could do this.

Looking back at the ship Zane cleared his throat and stood straight, "The choice really isn't mine to make Master, but I think we should take this opportunity while it lasts." that was all he had to say on the matter, but he felt he made it clear on how he thought about this matter.

Casandra Necroy · « **Reply #9 on:** 07/28/11 06:47:49 »

The other apprentice spoke first, and when he looked at her she nodded.

“We should take the opportunity shown us, and run with it Master. The outcomes may not be the best at first, but at our current position, it would be stupid not to act.” She then turned, walking towards the bay and waiting. They would arrive soon, and she wanted to get going on the mission, she wanted to get out there, and find what they were looking for.

Drawing the sword, she pulled her hood to cover her face, and took the spear from where she had placed it, holding it lightly in her fingers and spinning it. She could wait, but to get onto that ship and go after the supplies they desperately needed, she well, she knew the fact she wasn’t patient wouldn’t help her much, but it would be worth it in the end.

Gaven13 · « **Reply #10 on:** 07/28/11 07:14:24 »

Gaven nodded. He had fully intended to take the cruiser, regardless of the Apprentices' opinion, but the knowledge that they were with him was gratifying.

As the cruiser rumbled by, Gaven fed intermitten power to the engines, so that his sensor readings looked like simple background radiation from the Expanse. He scanned the ship quickly and then angled the prow of the Midnight Fire into the jetwash from the Cruiser. He pondered the idea of hailing the ship to be fair, then decided against it and brought the Fire under the cruiser and established a hardpoint docking port against the top of his ship.

He locked into the auto pilot and headed back to meet the Apprentices in the docking hatch. He clipped his lightsabers to his belt and donned his trenchcoat. He looked very bored.

"Are you ready?"

Zane ORyan · « **Reply #11 on:** 07/28/11 07:24:09 »

Rolling his shoulders, Zane followed his fellow apprentice to the bay and smiled at her before looking over his shoulder to see if Master Antilles was following, then he looked back at the girl and smiled at her, she seemed like she knew her way in a fight which made him grin. "So, you ready for this?" he asked her softly, he smiled then shook his head "I'm sorry, how rude of me. I'm Zane." he extended a hand to her before their master appraoched them with a bored look, at the question he nodded.

"I'm ready when you are Master Antilles." his hand patted his lightsaber on his hip, he didn't reveal his secret toys for this operation yet though, he hoped he wouldn't need them, but who knew when you would have to hotwire or fuse some wires on a crusier.

Casandra Necroy · « **Reply #12 on:** 07/28/11 10:18:28 »

She didn’t wait, just slunk out into the shadows of the other ship, heading for her personal target. She wanted to find supplies of any sort, and the length of rope on her belt helped immensely in case she ran into anyone.

Walking along the hallway, she snuck into one of the bays, hiding behind some of the crates. She hadn’t yet run into anyone, and not too sure where they were, she waited and watched from crouched behind there. The force curled around her, and sighing, she began thinking quickly.

I can go to the bridge, where the officers are, or I can sneak around out here… Decisions, decisions, decisions….[/i] Walking down the back of the crate, she looked out over the bay. The ship should be able to hold close to 2000 crewmen…. So where were they? Where were they hiding…? [/i]

Gaven13 · « **Reply #13 on:** 07/29/11 02:54:10 »

Gaven stared up vacantly at the hatch that Casandra had just hopped through. He waited another several seconds, and as Zane started to step forward, Gaven put a hand on his chest and shook his head. Another dozen heartbeats and the muzzle of a Blaster rifle poked through the hole.

Reaching out with one hand, he pulled the weapon and its operator into the ship, still looking exceptionally bored. When the man tried to struggle to his feet, Gaven planted a heavy boot to his stomach and began to bind the man's hands.

"I am Gaven," He declared to the man. "My team and I will not harm you unless you attempt to raise an alarm or if you make a mess of my vessel. You and your crew will be returned to your employers unharmed. Do you understand?"

The guard spat a mouthful of blood out on the deck of the Fire, prompting another boot from Gaven. "I thought you said no harm?" He gasped.

"I told you not to make a mess of my ship. Tell me how many crew you have and what you are carrying."

The man smiled with bloody teeth. "Five-thousand troops, and six million tons of weapons."

Gaven reached down with a massive fist and smashed it into the man's jaw. Fragments of teeth and more blood skittered across the deck. He reached down with the opposite hand and hauled the man up. "We can do this the hard way, too." He said. "I would generally prefer to set a good example, however. So tell me what I want to know, and I will shove you in your own escape pod and send you happily towards whatever system you wish."

The man spat blood at Gaven, who twitched a finger and sent the gobule back at the man's face with the Force. "Fuck you!" He gasped.

Anger exploded out of the Jedi Master like a torrent. He drove his fist into the man's face, followed with another, and a roundhouse kick that snapped the man's neck like a twig.

Without turning back to the body, Gaven turned to Zane and pointed behind him. "There are comlinks there. Use an earpiece, and begin scouting. If you find -any- evidence of this man's claim, abort the mission and return to the ship. I will locate engineering and circumvent their control of the vessel."

Mark Starkiller · « **Reply #14 on:** 07/30/11 07:37:17 »

(Apologies for the delay)

"It seems these men are going to be even more belligerent then we hoped. No one said it would be easy," he said from the distance as the Jedi Knight appeared in the door frame moving toward them. He'd been a little off schedule but when a random problem occurs in ones cybernetic limbs, its best to fix the problem first before going into a war zone. That aside though he was ready to get this done, the Alliance needed a lot in the ways of resources and the only way to keep her satisfied was to feed her regularly.

"Lets do this, may the Force be with us all," Mark Starkiller said as he slid his robe's hood down. He was a sight, a Jedi one would not expect to find, adorn in black spec ops armor with a long black robe to go over it. He looked like he was ready for a fight and truthfully he was ready for one. It was time to go to work and earn their daily bread and for the students, a chance to cut their teeth in actual combat, all in all a very exciting mission.

Zane ORyan · « **Reply #15 on:** 07/31/11 04:11:16 »

As the other padawan pretty much ignored his words and bolted off through the hatch and into the cruiser, Zane sighed and shook his head a moment before attempting to follow her, then being stopped by a hand on his chest by Master Antilles, who just perhaps saved his life, or at the very least provided some good information through interrogation on a would be shooter. Nodding as he was told to use the comlink, Zane picked up one and put it in his hear then a second he put in one of his pouches, just as he was about to pull himself through the hatch Master Starkiller showed and Zane smiled and nodded to the man who had inspired him to want to join the Sith hunters.

Pulling himself up into the cruiser, Zane followed the force signature that was left behind by the other padawan, she had taken off with out a thought, and this didn't sit well with Zane, he had seen imperial forces at work before, and somehow he didn't think his new friend did, of it she did, she was being very rash. Finally catching up to her, he frowned and used the force to nudge her ever so slightly, he hoped she'd respond to it as he pulled out the other comlink for her.

Casandra Necroy · « **Reply #16 on:** 07/31/11 10:23:06 »

As she felt the nudge, she froze before slowly turning to find Zane. Holding a finger to her lips, she held up two fingers, before pointing to the doorway on the wall opposite them. Just before he had showed she had spotted them talking in that hallway, but they seemed to be the only ones.

Taking the comlink from him, she slides it in her ear, and leaning forward, she murmurs softly.

“They’re the only two I’ve seen… its too quiet here… Have you found out anything…?” Her grip on the sword was loose, and out of the corner of her eyes, she watched every doorway, opening, anyplace someone could be hiding. She wanted to find out why the ship was so quiet, but most of all, figure out a plan to secure it. And then she remembered.

“I’m sorry about earlier. You said your name is Zane right? I’m Casandra, but everyone calls me Cass. I just got my head wrapped around my goal, and everything else was second to it…” she whispers, looking back over his shoulder. There was a set of footsteps coming she could faintly hear, farther down the hall.

“Did Master Antilles follow you?”

Gaven13 · « **Reply #17 on:** 08/09/11 13:10:16 »

"Yes," He replied, speaking in a normal voice, and still looking bored beyond reason. "Master Antillies followed you." He reached out with his Force sense and stepped into plain view of the two soldiers that Cassandra had spotted.

"Hey!" He called out to them. "What are you doing?"

They brought their weapons to bear on him and growled for him to surrender. "Didn't you hear the shipwide alert? There is an insane man exposing himself to the women on the ship!"

The guards looked at each other. "There are no women on this ship!" One called back.

Gaven looked sheepish and smiled back at Cass. "They think you're a boy." He reached into his coat and withdrew both of his lightsabers. He activated both and flicked his wrists in one motion. The weapons flew true, guided by the Force and Gaven's years of talent with killing, and impaled both men in the chest. He drew his weapons back to him and smirked at the Apprentices. "You want to survive? Save the stalking for wild animals."

He strode around the corner and into a turbolift, and peeked around the corner. "Are you coming, or are you just going to stand there?"

Mark Starkiller · « **Reply #18 on:** 08/09/11 16:36:10 »

Surveying the damage done so far they were making good progress. Following after Gaven Antilles, the Jedi Knight would agree with his thoughts. The time to stalk their enemy was done, it was time to fight. Kill or disable, Mark didn't really care which one. These men Sith Imperium or not they worked for the enemy, if they got in the way they were just as bad as any Imperium Trooper, and just like any number of those troopers, they would fall to an Alliance blade. That was just what needed to happen, he might not have liked it, but it was necessary.

Mark turned his attention to the students then, as his lightsaber found its way to his waiting palm and the blue blade came to life in a burst of noise. "He's right, let's get moving. The faster we get this done the better," he told them as he took his place in the lift. If the goal was highjacking then their target should be the bridge, at least from a logic stand point. What Master Antilles had in mind might differ from his own thoughts.

Zane ORyan · « **Reply #19 on:** 08/09/11 16:54:19 »

Zane shrugged and smiled at Casandra's apology and nodded when she asked his name, then he pulled out a comlink for her as Master Antillies answered for him, then Master Starkiller, nodding as he followed them his lightsaber found its way to his hand and activated, the icy blue glow lighting up his face and showing his determination as he looked at Casandra and smirked at her. "Shall we Cass?" was all he asked as he tugged her sleeve to follow him, their master and Starkiller, on their route where ever it was taking them, he just planned on keeping his fellow padawan close so they could watch one anothers backs.

"You watch my back, I watch yours? I think we could make a good team Cassy." Zane smiled nod that she could see it as they moved quickly to find the supplies they needed for the alliance.

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Author Topic: Raid at Borgo Prime (Closed, Zane and Cass) (COMPLETE) (Read 659 times)