Darth Malice
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Post by Darth Malice on Jun 17, 2011 2:06:30 GMT -5
Claire laughed at Jacorr's reply, it was a shame that they couldn't lay waste to their target, but at the same time that was a good thing since there was a heavy amount of friendlies mixed in. On the same note, she didn't believe the higher-ups would appreciate the flagship being damaged beyond repair. "For this one, I'd suggest crowd control, but I feel your pain Jacorr. Explosions are just so calming aren't they?" Claire said, in a honest tone. She had more or less was born on a battlefield, raised on a battlefield. Gunfire, Blasts, sirens and screams... they were her lullabies.
Commander Cypeh pointed out a medical transport, a sturdy bucket that drove like a Sandcrawler. "No problem Commander, it's what I do" Claire replied quickly with a smirk and a wink. She headed over to the transport they would be flying out in, and started her quick launch prep. Claire waited for the rest of S.P.E.C.T.R.E squad to load into the transport before Dust-off.
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Post by darkarctic on Jun 29, 2011 0:13:08 GMT -5
Cypeh closed the door as the last of his SPECTER squad boarded the transport. He moved next to Claire and punched in coordinates to the navigation system. “Think you can get us right next to the ship when it drops out of light-speed, I want to be able to slip into the hangers before anybody has time tell what in the world we are.”
Cypeh then moved to where the rest of the squad was in the shuttle. “I want everyone to look like some sort of medical crew, I don’t care if its only a bag that your carrying we just need enough so that when we rush by people that they don’t give us a second glance.” To punctuate his statement Cypeh pulled a sack out of a cabinet and slung it over his shoulder.
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Post by Darth Malice on Jun 29, 2011 5:25:26 GMT -5
Claire snickered at the request of her commander, crazed flying stunts were something of her specialty and had gained her a well known reputation for being able to get into areas most people would never consider. It was this sixth instinct that had saved her and many other lives a dozen times over. Cypeh entered the coordinates and moved himself to out of the flight cabin, preparing the rest of SPECTRE squad with medical gear as to create the illusion of simple medics. Among the Sith military, medics were known to carry weapons at all times, as expected of any soldier regardless of training.
The medical ship approached the coordinates Cypeh had entered. It was empty, cold, quiet. These were the times Claire found to be the most hateful of her life. Soundless waiting was never something that found it's way into her life often, and as such, she never understood how to really cope with it. She closed her eyes and calmed herself thinking of the battlefield, the gunfire, blasts, sirens and screams...
An incoming alarm sounded, warning that their coordinates where in the midst of an inbound ship exiting lightspeed. She ignored it, she had to, because now, in this very moment, any movement would find the shuttle in the path of the Sith's Flagship, Tiberius. No other pilot would dare sit here and that is why they would live. Because she was unlike any other pilot, she dared to go to those places thought impossible. She heard the nervous chatter from behind her, whisper of worry. She opened her eyes, brilliant sapphire eyes cold and calculating showed her focus to the task at hand. Cypeh moved to the flight cabin glancing to see her starring, waiting without fear.
"You might want to sit commander, this is going to be one hell of a entrance" Claire suggested, her tone without feeling, but rather precision.
The annoyingly loud alarm fell silent, and the people aboard the ship seemed to find themselves at ease, but Claire kept her sight true, feeling the ship as part of her very body, an extension. The Tiberius emerged just behind the ship carrying SPECTRE squad. With the front view port being almost completely consumed by the large flagship, Claire reacted quickly tipping most of the crew into the rear of their seats with a sudden jerking of this ships maneuvering thrusters.
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"Sir! Ship on scanners, extremely close to the underside of our hull. It wasn't there when we made the jump, and no ships have left since we dropped out mere moments ago" reported a soldier to Admiral Kel'dar.
"There is only one pilot I know of that would dare sit in the path of a ship exiting lightspeed. Open bay doors and initiate program Spectre throughout the ship immediately" Kel'dar ordered. He knew that the Sith Lord aboard would soon bring damage to the interior of his ship, he planned ahead to try and minimize that eventual outcome while giving all the clearance SPECTRE squad would need as instructed by the Dark Lord.
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Claire brought the ship into the Tiberius' landing bay, touching it down softly forgoing the usual deactivation protocols. Turning to her commander and the squad behind her, Claire's demeanor had returned to the same girl ground side of Cerberus Prime, "We're in the pipe, five by five"
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Post by zerosr on Jul 5, 2011 19:12:05 GMT -5
jacorr after the ride.. "i want my money back that was not fast or deadly enough" laughing at his remark. then jacorr grabbing a medic pack, "where to now"
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Post by AtraVentus on Jul 7, 2011 10:02:24 GMT -5
Kaze stood in silence as he stared at the medical equipment. He wasn't exactly inconspicuous in full battle armour. Somehow he didn't think a few med crew equipment packs would change that fact. Turning towards Cypeh he gave a quick nod before an electrical ripple poured over him like a waterfall, his cloak engaging. Where he stood was suddenly empty, a strange ripple mirage rushing from the spot and out to the hangar. A nearby vent was lifted into the air and placed back into place by an unseen hand. The briefest of lights rippled within the vent before revealing the red goggles of Kaze staring from the darkness before clicking off. In his wake he left no trace.
((We should continue this in the Cerberus Prime thread))
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Darth Malice
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Post by Darth Malice on Jul 12, 2011 7:50:12 GMT -5
((Contents of this mission moved to Cerberus Prime thread))
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