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Post by AtraVentus on Jul 24, 2011 13:12:26 GMT -5
Even apart from the team Kaze could receive encrypted info. His bulky frame moved remarkably well through the ship's ventillation system. Cypeh had pinged him with the target location and Kaze had been quick to download the blueprints for the ship. His route would be round about but Kaze would no doubt which the Commons in time. His suit had converted the blueprints into a 3d floorplan that displayed on his HUD. A small blip denoted his location in relation to the plans.
Slipping into one of the darker corridors he came across a sleeping trooper. His first instinct was to eliminate a potential witness but he had been instructed otherwise. Engaging his cloak once more he slipped into the better lit pathways and made for the common area.
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Post by Alex_xr on Jul 24, 2011 15:17:33 GMT -5
Sella smirked as she looked to the commander, Well shall we take that device off line? They needed a guise though. In this suit there was no way anyone would think she was a maintenance worker. She could get it to look like a uniform should she find one though. She waited for some form of direction on how to get to the device she is suppose to disable.
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Post by AtraVentus on Aug 1, 2011 19:57:22 GMT -5
Tempest was rage embodied. Durasteel crumpled as a warning to his passing. The hangar was his only thought as the fire burned through him, or at least it was until that moment. An ensign, unaware of the darkness marching towards him, stood directly in Tempest's path. He was blissfully ignorant until he felt every bone in his body break. It was a sudden, scorching pain that sent every nerve in his body on fire. His world was pain and agonized screams. Tempest sent the broken ensign flying into the wall of the Commons and fixed the others with a menacing glare as they rushed to their fallen comrade.
"Leave him." Darth Tempest's voice was ice and dripped with malice. "Anyone so much as touches him..." He didn't have to say or you'll suffer equally for them to get the hint. A slight ripple moved like water across a nearby vent, but all else was frozen. Tempest paid it no mind as he turned towards the hangar bay corridor.
--Kaze--
It was quiet. Too quiet. I couldn't hear a thing as I moved between the corridors. This was supposed to be one of the greatest ships in the Sith armada yet here it was with a skeleton crew. No matter though, just makes my job easier. As Kaze I'd spent years hunting rogue force-sensitives. Of course, I'd had another name once, a name that had been lost when I first stepped into my armour. I couldn't remember though. How sad is that? I couldn't even tell you how old I was. Did it matter though? I was Kaze, I was the wind.
Rounding a corner I had to stop dead in my tracks. Darth Tempest, my target, was standing straight across the commons. Had he seen me? I wasn't sure until the ensign crashed into the wall not five feet from me. Clearly the Sith Lord was otherwise occupied. Slipping towards the crumpled form I could see the boy was still alive. I say boy because he was just that. I am wind, I reminded myself harshly. Wind is fleeting with no lasting emotion. That was one of the first lessons my lord had taught me after the last Kaze had passed away. I leaned down slowly, careful not too move so fast my cloak could be seen. I could hear his pain with every breath. Taking a quick glance I could see no one was moving to help, too frightened of Tempest's threats. I engaged my wristblade, sliding it slowly into the base of the ensign's skull. Death was swift and quiet. At least the pain was over. Turning to keep my gaze on Tempest I quickly pinged Cypeh's comm to confirm visual on Tempest.
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Post by AtraVentus on Sept 22, 2011 14:07:26 GMT -5
Kaze had been waiting patiently but he still had not received an update from Cypeh. If he kept waiting the target would pass the intercept point and they would have to regroup. That could not happen. Moving forward in long strides, thanks to his height, Kaze caught up to Tempest in no time. Despite his stealth something must have tipped his target off because the Sith Lord spun about quickly, sending a durasteel panel flying towards him. Kaze's cloak dissolved quickly, as if he were surfacing from beneath a pool of water. He dropped to all fours, feeling the rush of air as the panel flew harmlessly overhead. Kaze didn't have time to think, he only had time to move.
Rushing forward Kaze's right wrist blade extended with deadly intent, his fist aiming for Tempest's non-vital but wide open core. The Sith Lord was well trained, flicking a hand out to his telekinetics to redirect the strike. Lightning filled Kaze's vision as Tempest released his power from his opposite hand. The force of the blow spun Kaze around but he had been expecting it, grabbing a dagger from his shoulder hilt mid spin he used the moment to launch the dagger at his opponent's extended hand. The metal of the dagger charged itself with the energy of the Sith Lord's lightning and struck true. Tempest's roar of pain filled the halls as he pulled the dagger from the meat of his palm.
Kaze knelt on the ground, not showing his pain as a nasty burn mark sparked upon his left shoulder. He sincerely hoped the rest of the team would show up soon.
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Post by AtraVentus on Oct 12, 2011 12:53:33 GMT -5
Kaze shoved the pain from his mind as he rose to his feet. This was a Sith Lord he was facing and not some trainee. Tempest was fully versed in how the Dark Side can be used to torture and kill. If he were to survive this, it was imperative that he closed the gap between them. A slight whir was heard in the hall as Kaze's suit began to glow blue from within. Launching forward with impressive speed he initiated a series of hand to hand combat maneuvers. Tempest managed to match his speed, using a combination of telekinesis and physical blocks to counter the onslaught. Tempest was strong, his strength enhanced through the force, but Kaze was built to be strong without any augmentation. In a quick movement he countered the Sith Lord's own punch with a grab aimed at Tempest's elbow. The snap was audible and the roar of rage that accompanied it was obvious.
Kaze found himself suddenly midair once more, gripped in a vice of Force power from Tempest's good hand. The anger was palpable and Kaze knew he wouldn't last much longer without the rest of the squad. It wasn't how he had pictured his death, but it was no less a good one.
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Post by Darth Malice on Oct 12, 2011 18:08:07 GMT -5
Claire broke away from the rest of the pack, she had to get clear line of sight on Tempest if she was going to assist Kaze. Crew members ran past her, terror gripping their faces, many of them were speaking but Claire was focused to the point of being unable to hear anything more then low tone mumbling.
Claire's wrist mounted computer beeped loudly, a red flashing light flickered rapidly. Slinging her rifle onto her back, she moved the device more in front of her just below eye level so she could still see where she was going. The screen came to life, an alert for Kaze's vitals displayed as dropping. He was taking a beating.
"Kaze, this is Claire, I'm en route to your position, and I need to you to get Tempest into the large open room to your west, the vehicle repair bay. I'll be at elevation waiting to put one through that assholes knee caps" she said knowing that there would be no vocal response.
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Post by AtraVentus on Oct 13, 2011 12:11:04 GMT -5
As he felt the strain on his limbs from Tempest's grin Claire's voice caused a wave of relief. Queuing up the nav system on his HUD he quickly confirmed the direction before triggering a power overload on his suit. Tempest was so focused on slowly crushing Kaze that he didn't notice the change in the suits glow, nor the sound of rising energy levels. The small electrical blast was unexpected and caught the Sith Lord off guard. No longer bound by Tempest's power Kaze dropped to the ground, quickly thinking over how to herd his target. So far he had displayed primarily long range abilities, it would be difficult to get him to follow.
Rising to his feet Kaze waited to make sure that Tempest was recovered enough to see him. Once he was sure, Kaze bolted down the corridor toward the vehicle repair bay. Not the standard tactic, but he knew if there was one thing all Sith Lords had in common it was pride. That pride would cause the Lord to follow him, just for the insult of daring to face him. The fact that Kaze had managed to wound him helped in that regard. Sprinting into the open room he made a quick visual sweep, nodding to Claire upon spotting her.
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Post by Darth Malice on Oct 14, 2011 11:19:16 GMT -5
Finding her secluded section of rafters, Claire once again plugged herself in the ships systems, opting to restrict herself to the bay she currently occupied. The comm lines remained frustratingly silent, and still no sign of Kaze. Damage alarms still rang throughout the ship, damage control instructions being blared over the public speakers, all distractions Claire started to block out. "Come on you silent bastard, where are you" Claire said to herself, knowing that she wouldn't get a response.
Adjusting the scope on her rifle just slightly she noticed a shadowed figure stretch out along the ground into the bay. A feint blue glow filled the darkness of the shadow, a good sign if Claire had ever seen one. Dimming the lights in the room through the connection to the ships computers, Claire steadied herself, she would need all her focus to not go for the kill shot.
A ping came through to Claire, she opened a secure line to Kaze, "Once I take this shot, he should be disabled movement wise... you'll have to get in quickly and knock him out cold. Remember, we CANNOT kill him, if we do our lives are forfeit to the Dark Lord". Again, no response came through, and that didn't bother Claire as much as one would assume. It was nice to work alongside someone who cared only to get the job done.
Another shadow stretched across the floor, this one just as ominous as Kaze's. Tempest walked into the room, throwing caution to the wind in a fit of his rage, determined to regain his pride against the one who got away. His focus catching Kaze, who remained in the open to draw attention. Igniting his saber, only death in his eyes. Claire perched high above targeted the Sith lord's left knee, the plan seemingly like it might actually work out.
"Here we go..." Claire said over the comm line as she sent a signal through the computers to lock down the repair bay. The door closed behind Tempest, and hopefully he believed that he and Kaze were alone.
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Post by Alex_xr on Oct 27, 2011 11:17:30 GMT -5
Sella sighed and hacked into the maintenance closet she found. She scanned the outfit with her suit and replicated the same outfit on herself. It would fool most if not all who spotted her. What luck she thought as she spotted a terminal. The terminal was all she needed to link her suit to the ships computer. It would be no problem to pull up whatever she needed now. It seemed the crew of this vessel had been lazy, and access was relatively easy with files named password and other blunders.
Sella made her way towards the bridge. This was going to be the tricky part. Then she thought of a way to get access to the bridge. As the XO had said, it was an upgrade. She accessed the work order log and planted a fake upgrade order. It would fool anyone who wasn't in charge of such orders. She kept approaching the bridge and whispered on her com.
" This is Sella, On route to the Bridge Transmission system"
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Post by AtraVentus on Nov 8, 2011 12:05:52 GMT -5
"I'm going to enjoy this..." Tempest's eyes screamed murder as lightning sparked throughout his aura. With a roar a field of lightning crashed into Kaze. A split second before he was hit Kaze's armour whirred with power as he reallocated resources to his shielding. Raising his arms defensively he activated his personal shield and caught the lightning before it could hit him. The force of the sustained blast pushed him backward, Kaze's feet screeching along the durasteel paneling.
At this point, if Kaze was out to kill Tempest it would have already been over. It was because he was trying to capture that the mission had become so difficult. If he could keep Tempest's focus away from Claire, the mission would be a success. At least that's what he expected.
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