Log:Resistance: Blackrock Foundation

Blackrock Foundation

OOC Date: May 8, 2018
Location: Kandis Krai
Participants: Ambrosia Greystorm as GM, Devii, Nova, Chimera, Rey, Karas Darkwing, Chewbacca

You seen one jungle, you've seen em all. That's what Lt Ornil thinks with grumpy anticipation as he slaps on the last of his gear in preparation to disembark. The humid forest valley of Kandis Krai isn't really that different from others he's toured in his former Republic "military" career. Back then, they were escorting a scientist. Today?

"Who's ready to go steal from these people?" He calls aloud and slaps a new powerpack into his rifle. Hooah.

"...ot a moment /before/ they give us the signal, yeah?" Sgt Gali eyes her small crew of demolition doers as they emerge from what was once the tiny crew quarter on board this craft. She steps up to the Lt for a final, muttered exchange.

Devii is riding with her own little group. A bunch of assorted Privates, a squad. Three Fire Elements and a specialist, Chimera. One fireteam was made up of herself and Nova. THe Mirialan checks her pistol and rifle, making sure there's a power pack in both and that she's got plenty to spare. Otherwise she's studying the map being piped through her helmet's interface. "So we go in. Secure the area. Load this sucker up, and blow it up before we blast out of here." She looks to Nova, "Should be easy enough."

Rey sits in a spot that sound found to be unoccupied. She's had her hood up throughout the flight and has been keeping mostly quiet unless someone has otherwise spoken to her. She's friendly to just about everyone so she certainly doesn't give off the sense of cold-shoulder, but she's also preparing for the fight, mentally. If there is to be a fight.

Once landed, the young woman's eyes look up to the others and she closes the satchel that she has strapped around her toros beneath her steel blue hooded cape. She starts to rise up to her booted feet, her hands adjusting the cloak around her shoulders.

This will be a job involving many targets of opportunity. We will need to be ready to adapt and take advantage of opportunties." the big droid grates, checking over his own rifle, then holding it at a rest position. He tilts his head. "We are to capture scientists, then? Stun bolts?"

Having armor that leaves your face exposed is taking some getting used to; Private (provisional) Nova Korell has left her helmet off, using it as a work surface to write down a few last notes on a piece of flimsy. Her weapons have already been checked and stowed, the rifle cleaned and oiled within an inch of its life and the pistol similarly treated and holstered. She nods firmly to Devii. "That sounds right. Get in, get stuff, get dirty, get out... and get scientists if at all possible," she adds, with another nod to Chimera.

Her eyes stray to the last member of their party, the girl in the cape. She comes to her feet as the command officers confer. That youthful face is so familiar... could it be? Forgetting that she's not wearing a helmet now, she finds herself staring for a long moment as thoughts tumble through her mind. Her hand unconsciously finds her two canteens, one standard-issue and the other standard-issue as well, but for a different army. The latter's been painted black, but the shape and insignia still stand out...

"Errbody hear what the droid just said?" The Lt barks folks to attention while the ramp lowers. "If it resembles a 'nerd' class officer, don't shoot to kill, 'less it tries to kill you first. I'd like to come back with /all/ the kids I've brought on this field trip, see. Keeps the General off my back, that old, stormy witch." A knowing grin is shared among some of the troopers at the fairly accurate description of Greystorm Sr, much as /they've/ come to know her. "But I also don't fancy a court martial as being the end to my career, so...don't be an idiot."

That said, he gives everyone a visual once-over, then nods with his head as he disembarks. "Corporal Keva, rally your team and let's go. I'll take point. We got about a 2.3 click march ahead of us, the last lil bit probably ripe with sentries, so keep all chatter to a minimum. Dun wanna hear so much as a fart."

Kandis Krai awaits. Awaits present company with a steamy, sloppy kiss of humidity that'll slap you in the face and call you sally, as thick as it is. The vegetation at the landing site is fairly thin, mostly small understory plants and a few flowers thriving in this tiny patch of sun, but the density of the jungle is merely a stone's throw away. Colorful flits of insects pepper the air while some reptavian croaks in the distance.

Devii looks to Nova as she stares over at Rey, a small smirk comming to her blackish lips. She nudges her bunk mate with her shoulder and speaks softly to her. "She's cute, yeah? General Skywalker says she's married to the Force. I've yet to test that though." She chuckles and stands as they land, nodding to the LT's orders. "Understood, Sir. Alright. Nurf Herder Squad on me." She makes a hand signal indicating they should follow in a wedge formation.

Rey is sliding that satchel down ot her hip and adjusting the strap so that the bag hangs behind her visible lightsaber strapped to the front of her left side. She doesn't notice anyone looking at her, but then again when she's with the Resistance she's gotten used to some of them doing that very thing... It often makes her feel a bit uncomfortable like she's not supposed to be here, but... is she supposed to be? She's not even sure!

When Devii says to form up on her, thats when Rey's eyes look up once more and she waits for the other troopers to all move on. The teenager starts to fall in behind them, ready to help wherever possible. When the humid air of the jungle rolls up across her, she takes a moment to let the feeling of it slide across her. Her eyes close and the fabric of her gently sways about her head... and after a few seconds her eyes open again, she breathes, and continues on ahead.

Outside, Rey nimbly moves to avoid muddy sloshy-pits. She steps past them and ducks beneath any jungle foilage hindering her movements.

Chimera is a tall droid, but not clumsy, by any means. He moves with economical motion, having unslung his weapon to keep it at the ready in case of stumbling into a patrol. The soft hiss of his hydralics mix with the footsteps of the rest of the group through the underbrush.

On the other hand...he's very heavy. Which comes into play as he starts to cross around the mud sloshy pits that Rey was avoiding, that everyone else was able to get through pretty quickly....and promptly starts to sink as the ground that was solid enough for people a third his weight proves not enough for him. He lets out an annoyed sound, looking down as he's halted in place. "...one moment." he rumbles, looking around, then flexes, reaching out to grab hold of a sapling as he starts to lever himself out of the much, shifting his legs carefully to try and break the suction of the muck covering his lower legs.

Nova blushes as she's caught staring. "It isn't that... even if she is," comes the sheepish reply as she thumps her helmet on over her silvery-blond braids. "I think I know her from somewhere."

But, the mission comes first. She falls into formation with Nerf Herder, moving to the flank and keeping an eagle eye out...

For everything but the foliage, it seems: She dodges the mud and holes just fine, but her camouflage overcape snags on a too-close branch, and she gasps as it's pulled tight around her throat! She jerks it free with a heave of her entire body and an irritated grunt... and stumbles painfully into a briar bush.

There follows a long several seconds of yelps and pulls and ripping sounds as the young trooper extricates herself. Blushing furiously, she moves to rejoin her squad. But she pauses to help Chimera, all the same, offering a hand in the direction of his free one. "Another anchor, tall one?"

An impatient sound comes from somewhere up the line when Lt figures out that some members of the party are lagging. "Sgt," he calls Gali up in the meantime. "Go ahead with your team. Approach from the north end of that tower and we'll look for a way in at the southwest quadrant....yeah. I think that'll do." The Sergeant bobs her head 'affirmative' and motions for her demo team to follow her as they push through the greenery and gradually disappear from view.

The creatures of Kandis Krai, meanwhile, have taken notice of and interest in their new visitors. All the sloshing and tramping around the muddy hole has spooked a resident of that sludge and some purple, warty, amphibious critter comes wriggling out from around Chimera's leg. It's just about a foot long. By contrast, there's some motion happening above in the high and dry...long, fuzzy fingers are reeeeeaching down from a branch to investigate any loose articles...on anyone.

Devii turns as her troops speak of being held up by natural elements. She tells the other units to halt as well until Nova can help Chimera out from his entrapment. As the purple creature comes out, she blinks. "Huh..." Then there's something fuzzy at her ear which she bats away. Looking up she notices the eyes. "OH come on... really?" She looks back to the troops. "Come on, lets get a move on, yeah? Before I gotta shoot one of these things..." SHe grumbles, "I hate the jungle..."

Rey looks over to the troops who're having trouble with all their gear in the sloppy mud of the swampy jungle. She steps over to Nova and offers aide by pointing her toward some dryer spots to walk. "Here." She says. "Follow me and I'll help you through."

And as she's offering this bit of guiding help, her hood is pulled back by a fuzzy little reeeeaching hand from above. Rey looks up to see the alien creature looking back down at her and, well.. she just smiles at it. "Hello." Rey says quietly in her calming voice. "We won't be here long, I promise."

Her eyes sweep over to Chimera and she winces at the sight of something snaring the droid. Rey moves to assist as well. "I'm guessing this is one of those planets labeled as 'inhospitable' in my galactic guide..." She murmurs softly.

The battered droid's triple optics focus on Nova as she pauses to offer help, then reaches up to take the offered hand from both young women. "It would be more efficient and effective." he rumbles in that basso, slightly mechanical voice as, with the young trooper's help and Rey's help, manages to extricate himself with a wet sucking sound as he makes his way to solid ground. He's far too distracted to notice things in the trees overhead, of course. He lowers his weapon again, then nods to the pair simply in gratitude. "Let us continue."

Nova glances up as Rey points out some better ground. "Oh... thank you," she murmurs, plainly embarrassed by her clumsiness. "I think that's a good description, actually." She sighs in relief as Chimera comes free. "Yes. We'd better catch up..."

She's interrupted by Devii's sudden interaction with the local. "Whoa..." she murmurs, blinking. "I guess we're not alone in this... /hey/!"

One of the little bandits has found the odd-marked canteen on her belt, and is trying to tug it free. She grabs for the container, struggling with the native for a moment before the critter gives up and flees into the higher branches. "Little thief!"

Welcome to the jungle. Chewie had fallen asleep aboard the freighter, and of course no one wants to wake up a wookiee. Finally it seems its the quiet of the engines being shut down on the ship that gets the massive wookiee to wake. Sitting bolt upright, he grabs his bowcaster, glancing briefly at Karas, noting his readiness for a just in case and the wookiee hurries off the ship, moving with the skill of someone who has grown up in the jungle, he silently makes up the lost ground and catches the group. Chewie helps anyone or any droids that are getting stuck in the muck, easily lifting them one handed out, his off hand holding his bowcaster.

The pilfering mammals shriek and retreat higher into their arboreal kingdom when that much LARGER furbeast comes lumbering into their victims' group. The one hellbent on thieving Nova's canteen lingers just a moment longer, chittering at her angrily before bounding up, up, away to join its little pack.

The sweaty, muddy team is left unaccosted for a long time after, allowing them to advance within sight of the base. It almost blends in to the jungle, having been lovingly embraced by creeping vines and patchy moss. The air is alive with canopy critter sounds, but that doesn't mean that stealth isn't still critical to maintain for the ground team. So...tt's here that things get tricky.

That log that Lr Ornil was leaning against while peering over with his binocs wasn't as super solid inside as it appeared on the outside. *CRAACK* It caves suddenly under his weight and he plops elbow-first into rotting goo/ferns. The Lt sucks in his breath rather than expel the obscenities brewing around in his brain, and waits...did they hear it??

Devii watches the critters retreat, chuckling softly at the angry chittering that Nova gets. She notices the lot is free, giving Chewie a wave or salute as he joins them. Then there is a hand signal to continue on. THough, it's not long before they stop again as the LT needs to peer about. As he, and the branch, come crashing down Devii gives a signal to crouch. Her Orange eyes glance around, carefully looking. Her ears open and attentive for alerting sounds. Though, she notices the pair of guards up ahead at the entrance. She brings up two fingers, the count, and then lays her hand flat. Enemy. She turns and looks back again, noticing some movement up in a tree. Her eyes narrow. One finger, a double tap to the eye; sniper. She hefts her rifle and attempts to get a bead.

Rey continued to offer any help to the other troopers as they were making their way through the worst parts of the soggy jungle. She glanced back to Chewbacca to offer him a faint smile when she saw he'd joined up with them again and then her eyes are forward again, on their mission.

By the time they arrive at the outskirts of the base, Rey's is off to the south side of the group a few steps further away than most others. She's observing from afar and looks over to the Resistance soldiers when they spot their... well, enemies....

Rey crouches a bit and reaches down to grab at her waistline, a second later and her lightsaber is held within her right hand's grasp and her eyes are scanning over the horizon. She's ready to strike...

At the sharp *crash*, Chimera smoothly hunkers down, bringing his rifle to the read. If the troopers did hear them, they'll know in a moment. Likely they have the firepower to drop them quickly, hopefully before they can sound an alarm. If they're quick.

Nova's head comes up at the sound of something cracking. She quickly darts for cover behind one of the trees. 'Something' proves to be the Resistance Louie. Wincing faintly, but not uninclined to sympathy, she almost moves to help. And then she sees something overhead in the distance. "Sniper hide," she hisses, pointing it out as slowly and carefully as she can, bringing up her rifle to take aim at it.

Keeping an eye on Devii who seems to be on point, or is at least keeping a better eye out on what is going on than Chewie himself is, and thus as it is pointed out there is a sniper and other enemy in sight, the wookiee drops down, his bowcaster had already been up and ready, but it takes him a moment or two to get an eye on where exactly the enemy is. It doesn't help that when he drops down, he makes a racket or breaking twigs.

They heard it.

Around the time the pesky rebels are alerted to the sniper's stand, said sniper has zeroed in on the noise and has let a round fly. It slams into the rotting log, searing the gooey mess beside Lt Ornil's head with a whiff of ozone. Oh, the smell. "Take'em out!" he's growling into helmet com while rolling aside and letting a quick burst fly forward at one of the two sentries now also popping shots in their direction.

One of the stormies staggers back , struck in the chest, while the other fires on the Wookiee in the bushes.

Devii doesn't flinch as the incoming blaster fire comes. Instead as the order to open up comes, she becomes focused on her target. She could easily aim up her scope now that he had fired. THe problem was, after one or two shots, your position is usually compromised, so setting up a perma stand for a sniper was likely a bad idea. Slowly she squeezes the trigger, the scarlet bolt flying right towards the weak part in the troopers armor, between the gap in the shoulder plate and helmet.

Rey doesn't yet ignite the lightsaber she's holding. Not when she sees Chewbacca take a glancing blow. Instaed she stands up and extends her right hand out toward the Trooper who shot at the wookiee!

With an intense glare on her youthful face, Rey's focus wraps the power of the Force around the stormtrooper and within an instant he's floating up off of the ground, flailing in fright and confusion (no doubt!) and hovering his way over toward the Resistance soldiers, making him an extremely easy target to pick up! As the trooper tries to resist the invisible power squeezing his armored body, and aim his weapon, he finds himself unable to do-so now, like pulling his arms up to fire is now a task his body can no longer do!

The weapons fire is no suprise, as the droid pops up to take a shot at one of the two stormtroopers just starting to react after the sniper owns fire. He snaps off a shot....at the same time Rey does something he was not factoring into his calculations as he pops upwards, the shot missing by juuuuuust a little bit, singeing a bootheel but failing to do any damage. "Right. Jedi. Recalculating." the droid grates.

And then... blaster fire! Nova might not be Resistance originally, but there's no hesitation as she tightens up her aim and fires, putting that sneaky sniper down for good! "Take cover!" she snaps, looking quickly around to check the condition of the squad.

And then she notices that floating Stormtrooper... and stares. And notices Rey. "Whoa... how did they /ever/ put you in a cell?" she asks softly, more to herself than anyone.

A roar or pain and the smell of singed fur rises up as Chewie is hit by fire from the storm trooper. It doubles up the wookiee momentarily, but the sniper is quickly taken care of, and then there's a floating Private. Chewie growls, drawing a bead on the other trooper, letting go with two shots from the heavily modified bowcaster he wields. 'Die!' he roars in anger as both of the shots hit their target, one after the other.

That poor bcukethead was doomed the moment his aim hit true. The emotionless face mask is turned toward the enraged Wookiee as he/she is frozen in Rey's telekinetic grasp and unable to flinch, unable to run. It stares death in the face for just a moment, then the bowcaster obliterates some vital bits and fear is no more. The sniper's body, meanwhile, has landed in some soft, mossy bed after a thirty foot tumble.

"Let's hope those damn noisy..." Lt Ornil glares upward at the sudden explosion of flapflapflapflapflap from leathery wings taking flight erupts from the trees above "whatever they are drowned out this kriffin noise so we can get inside before anyone notices our mess." He's climbed to his feet and gives Chewie's kill a wide berth while sending a raised brow over his shoulder to Rey. "Looks like this is our ticket," he gestures to the partially concealed blastdoor set deeply within an alcove some ten meters ahead. "Who wants to do the honors? Quietly."

Devii stays in position, just listening and watching for a moment even after the fire fight is through. Then she's about taking assessment. "Korell, give look at Chewies wounds. Fire team Beta, I want you all on over watch while the rest of us head in." This is hushed through her comm unit. "Chimera, get on that door. Infil team on me." She heads towards the door.

As the lieutenant motions to the blast door, Chimera movs that way, sliding his rifle back to his shoulder as he looks over the door terminal, then extends a computer jack from his hand, plugging in as his optics flicker slightly as he works his way through several standard Imperial codes, before with a soft thump the door disengages and slides open. He glances at the others and gestures all 'after you' to the door.

Rey is making her way back to the team as the others are moving toward the now open doorway. She hadn't heard the words from Nova as she'd been too far out and the 'leathery wings' noises had certainly muffled most voices to her.

As she draws close again she looks Chewbacca's wound over. She then puts her eyes up on the much taller Wookiee. "Are you okay?" She asks him, unsure but not wanting to test his notoriously short temper. "You should maybe check on Karas at the ship, its possible some of the wild life has snuck aboard and are tormenting him. You know, like the Porgs." Rey shows Chewie a light grin, but figures it might be a reasonable way to get the injured Wookiee to go back to the ship where he can avoid any further damage. She's kind of fond of him afterall.

Nova winces, seeing that floating trooper get ended. Messily. She gives the Wookiee a look of respect, clumsy or not, and moves to take a look at his injuries. "I just need a second. Hold still?"

She glances up as Rey moves to join them, giving the girl a quizzical look. "You know him?" she asks, looking between them. But she doesn't stop working, her hands moving with the ease of long experience. Spray disinfectant... bacta... synthflesh...

She nods and closes the medpac. "Done. Just mind that abdomen, okay?" she suggests quietly, not wanting to /order/ the towering being to do anything. That might not be healthy. "I've got to get to the door. Sorry..."

Bringing up the rear when all hostiles are brought down, the wookiee is doing his best, but despit wookiee's being known as fast healers and have the constitution of a bull, a wound is a wound. He doesn't look as if he wishes to take Rey's advice to go back to the ship, but then again he could end up being a hindrance if he's not treated properly. He watches Nova do her work and offers a sharp-toothed smile in thanks before nodding in response to the words of wisdom on keeping a mind on the wound. 'I think I will head back, hail if you need me, I can get here quick.'

"Good," The Lt grunts as Chimera gains them access as Chewbacca's patched and sent off to check on their ride. "Hope you can still run, Chewbacca. We'll be calling in our bird before long....I hope." On that note, he motions for the team to start filing in while he radios the demolition crew for an update.

"You in position?" he asks.

"Roger that. Give us ten seconds to get tucked in, then you fry that sucker."

Devii waits for Nova to get back in position, "Nice work, Private..." She flashes her a white smiles before bringing her rifle to bare and pressing forward into the entry way. Hide, cover? Sure she can find a place but her curvy butt is sticking out a little too far to count.

Rey looks over to Nova when the medic starts her patching up of Chewbacca. "I'm his..." She pauses a second in throught. "Bodyguard." She says to the trooper, showing Chewie a grin. "Maz said so, the last time I spoke to her. 'Protect him. He's important to me.' I guess I'm doing a poor job..." Rey reminds Chewbacca before they finish up patching the Wookiee and he's off again.

Rey turns then to the open doorway and follows the others in. But as they're moving to hide, she tries to follow-suit but ends up just... sort've not doing a very good job of it. Plus, she's wearing an outfit that isn't exactly camoflauge... unless you're beside an ocean, maybe?

Chimera would hide. But let's face it. He has big metal feet and he's very tall. He hides about as well as you'd expect. So at least he's good as a distraction? He does keep his rifle at the ready for any other guards they might stumble over.

"You did fine. He's just a big target," Nova replies, giving Rey a faint smile. Yes, she's actually teasing the witch-girl. "Everybody has a bad day sometimes." Hearing the order, she tucks herself into a niche between a wall stanchion and a stray cargo crate, rifle held ready. She glances around at her comrades, blinking in dismay. "/Behind/ something," she hisses softly, hoping they'll have time to correct...

Well...the timing didn't quite work out the way Ornil had planned. There is just the faintest of trembles underfoot, against wall, and flickering of the lights as something far away shorts out with an assist from some explosives.

On cue, the rhythmic click-clack of the station's on-duty security go hustling toward the opposite side of the base, but as they are passing by /this/ entry corridor, their irate Lieutenant spies something unexpected. A few somethings. The officer diverts from present course with a couple troopers under his command and advances on the intruders.

"Shavit," the Lt whispers from alongside the metal crate he's hunkered down beside. "This how your day began?" he mutters aside to the occupant of said crate - it's one of those sticky-fingered simians from the forest, crumpled into a dead heap with a scorched hole in its skull.

Devii blinks as she looks to Nova, "Wait what?" She looks behind her and notices that her round butt is sticking out. "Shavit..." She whispers, "Thanks Super Nova." She slides up and notices the patrol comming and she says over her comm, "Open fire, we've been spotted." She picks out the ranking trooper and aims agains for that weak point in the armor.

When the stormtroopers spot them all, Rey's pretty much standing out in the open in the middle of the corridor and this is where she draws her lightsaber up and presses the button. The bright blue beam of energy bursts from the hilt and growls its way onto the scene!

Glaring past the lightsaber blade, Rey calls upon the power of the Force again and she uses it to wrap the energy-flow up around the weapon in one of the Private's hands, she pulls hard upon the weapon and flings it down the hallway....

The blaster rifle is cut in half with a shower of sparks, with either halves flying past her and out into the jungle!

As the stormtroopers run up on the group Chimera goes low into a crouch, snapping off a quick shot at the lieutenant that Devii just drilled...but he's still reeling from the first hit, as his skims completely past, blowing a crater in the wall behind him in a shower of sparks. Yes. Chimera feels he will need to upgrade his targeting protocols when he returns to base.

"No problem, Greenie..." Nova says, hastily interrupting herself as those Stormies go clattering plastically by. And start shooting at people. HER people. Oh, it. Is. ON!

The former Stormtrooper snaps up her weapon, opening fire on one of the trailing troopers. "Take them down fast!" she snaps, staying behind that crate. It's great cover!

And there's another jaw-dropping act by Rey. Nova's eyes widen. Again. "Wow."

As her carbine is ripped away and mutilated, the Private who WAS about to fire on Rey can only stare, least for a few seconds until it dawns on her that she DOES have a comlink and maybe should recall some of her squad as her Lt is blasted back into a wall, unconscious, and squadmate to her left takes one to the shoulder but returns fire.

• BLAM*

Nope. The private stumbles as a bolt from the Lt catches her in the neck, grazing under the helmet.

Meanwhile, a blast door way down the hall opens...and closes. The goggled face that had poked out to see what's going on clearly wasn't in the mindset to join the fray.

Meanwhile, a blast door way down the hall opens...and closes. The goggled face that had poked out to see what's going on clearly wasn't in the mindset to join the fray.

Devii keeps up the fire picking out the target that's still standing and isn't realing for a burning hot blaster bolt to the face or just under. The round is methodical and well made. Though as she goes to squeeze the trigger again to make sure the Officer is down, he power settings beep at her and she heads back under cover to reload a new powerpack.

Rey glances over to Nova when she hears the Trooper speak the soft 'Wow' and she then suddenly darts over to Nova in a burst of unnatural speed! With a swinging growl from the glowing lightsaber, Rey deflects an incoming blaster bolt from hitting the Resistance trooper! The bolt is sent up into the ceiling where a shower of sparks rains down onto the corridor.

A nod is given to Nova before Rey turns around then and starts to move forward further into the base, her lightsaber is given a flourish at her side, sending out a vibrating base of sound through the air around them as the blade tears through the humid air!

There's a sudden /whoosh/ of displaced air and a sharp riccochet sound. It's only then that Nova realizes that she'd been about to be hit by a blaster shot. She blinks, seeing Rey from the hips up and her extended lightsaber, still humming. "Wow... you are /awesome/, Rey."

But this fight's not over yet. Ducking, Nova follows up her earlier shot at the private, nailing down the trooper at last. She takes a quick glance around, seeing the Lieutenant still on the floor. "Anybody hurt? We should do something about that guy."

"We don't have much time, now," the Lt urges as he clambers out from behind the dead animal's cage and steps over trooper bodies. His blaster points at a slight angle behind his next couple steps and fires a finishing round into the near-deceased Lt's head. Whatever drew the others' attention must be distracting enough to have kept them at bay for so long. "We need to clear the rooms, loosen what equipment we can as we go. Scanners, medical equipment, armory gear, comp tech...you get the idea. I'll radio our pickup, get Lt JG to warm up his engine and prepare to join our party. Corporal, take your team ahead and see what treats you can find."

"I know, I want to suck her face..." Devii says openly, winking to the would be Jedi as she stands and moves over towards the LT on the floor. "We take him with us. Hopefully he dosn't die before we can get 'em back to the transport. Let's keep moving and clear this place out so we can start loading up this crap for home." She pauses and blinks as the LT puts a round in the other LT's head. "Well okay then." She shakes her head and moves further in, clearing the rooms with Nova while the other fire element takes the other side of the hallway.

Rey runs ahead and pauses at the doorway that the face had disappeared behind. She looks back to the other Troopers as they're moving toward their supply cache that they were sent for and then she turns to key the doorway open. Her lightsaber is kept on at her side and she exhales sharply before she passes on through the doorway once its open.

When beyond the doorway Rey holds her ocean-hued lightsaber up and ready to defend herself from any would-be attackers within the next room that that head had vanished into!

Nova winces as the Lieutenant who wanted to take prisoners ensures they have none to take up to now. Brass... though admittedly, he's more stable than the ones she used to work with.

Her attention returns to the squad, and she moves to back up Devii. But not without a quick look at Rey. "I /don't/ want to suck your face," she says, blushing. "But I'd totally hug you later, if that's okay?"

Just as the placard outside the door warns, this IS in fact a lab. It's not an unusual thing to come across, considering the purpose of this base, buried in the heart of an alient jungle, but it certainly houses some oddities. Specimens of absurd looking insects and reptiles float about in their embalmed, forever sleep. Others aren't so lucky and are housed in rows of transparent cubes. When the door opens up to admit 1 - a lightsaber and 2 - the girl wielding it, all respirator-clad faces turns to stare. One of them has a vial of thin, grayish serum held aloft in hand. All other hands in the room are also up. In the far left corner of the lab there's a work station dominated by computer terminals and holographic scanners.

Jackpot?

"For the Order!" the vial-wielding figure cries behind her mask. Dr Aren Moryne, senior research scientist, lobs the vial at Rey beore turning on heel to sprint for that terminal. As for the others, well...they're still empty-handed and probably questioning their hazard pay.

"Darkwing, you copy?" Lt Ornil hails their transport on a different frequency and peeks around the corner in the direction all those troopers went earlier. "It's time, buddy. Fire'er up, get over here, and blast the hell outta any ships they've got parked on the tarmac then you nest up nice and cozy there. Send Chewie with the loader. We're casing the place now."

Devii rounds the corner right behind Rey as the vile is tossed and the one scientist starts to run away. She raises her rifle, a quick switch of the toggle switch and it switches to stun. She fires, knowing Rey can likely take care of what ever was thrown at her. "See. I can't get her alone." She teases to Nova, "And good, less compition."

Rey comes to a quick halt inside of the room when she sees whats IN it and who's in it... Her hands raise the lightsaber up and then over to the right to make it a little less aggressive... but then a vial is tossed at her and the tosser shouts out less than pleasing words.

Rey's left hand raises up and the Vial is suddenly held in mid-air... slowly it spins as its gradually loses the momentum it had when it left the thrower's hand and then... its still and calm.

The young Jakkuan girl looks over to Devii, a faint smirk is shown to the words she hears from the Trooper and then her eyes look back to the scientists inside the room. "Stun them all. I imagine they have a lot of information the Resistance will find useful. Let alone those computer terminals..."

"Well, she /is/ very much in demand," Nova replies to Devii, whipping around the doorjamb and bringing her rifle up in one smooth motion, loosing a stun blast at the fleeing scientist who threw the vial. "It must make it hard to get off by yourself and relax."

Karas gets the call is alright booting up the systems, powering up the engines and power couplings. The attack craft is getting ready, bringing up the sensors and powering up the repulser engines, the CO of Blue Squadron is ready to rock and roll. "Copy that Lt Ornil." he says. "On my way." he calls back, as he brings up the landing ramp, he hears Chewie and grins. "Hey they need you with the loader, I will get you there, just be ready to get in there ASAP." he calls to the wookie. Pulling back on the throttle and yoke, Karas is taking off, the sounds of TIE fighters is easily heard. A small grin plays along his face.

"Alright, hang on!" he calls to those on his ship and he takes off. It doesn't take long and as he makes his way towards the landing crew, he has to evade a stray laser bolt, and at the same time he fires hitting one of the TIEs but he misjudges his distance and bumps against the ground. Still he doesn't care, he will repaint the ship later. Opening up the loading bay door. "GO!" he calls to Chewie and the wookie races out with the loader as Karas brings the ship back up and begins going after enemy fighters, but first he goes for the troop transport. "Going to clear the skies, hurry up and call me when your ready to leave."

Dr Moryne is floored by the brash, intrusive nature of these visitors. Literally. The stun blasts strike true and she crumples to the floor. The remaining lab workers aren't keen to replicate her stunt and have eventually all taken a knee in submission.

"Our ride's comin in hot," Lt Ornil advises back to his team, then jogs through a couple corridors to check the exit the rest o that squad were marching toward earlier. Just a peek.

Sgt Gali's team must have survived the detonation of the com tower, because they are currently engaging the remaining troopers outside while Karas rains fire down from above. Small chunks of smoldering craft are sent flying and one TIE pilot seems to have cut their losses and zip zooms up and away to go tattle to the powers that be while the remaining craft are left broken and stranded. "I'm going to start setting charges. Soon as we've loaded all we can, we're setting this thing afire."

Devii does her work and makes sure the prisoners are escorted to the shuttle along with all the good and that the Sargent and her crew set the explosives right to burn this baby to the ground before taking off.

Karas isn't playing around while flying, laser bolts are being rained upon the TiEs, making sure to take them out quickly. Even with a heavier ship, his piloting skills show how good he really is. Banking and rolling after sending another TIE to the ground, he comes down in a diving manner, lining up the concussion missile targeting reticle on the Troop Transport and once he has a lock he fires sending two of the missiles down and destroying the Transport. Cutting the speed and putting down the landing gears, Karas drops the boarding ramp for the others and as they all race on bringing equipment, personnel and anything else they need. Karars does a final call and once they are all loaded up, he throttles the ship up and takes off leaving the planet.