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  1. Irolia Shen

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    The trip to the planet had been quiet for Irolia. Mostly she had spent her time reading in one of the crew quarter, minding her own business. Her droid, Parrot, she called it, sat on the table in front of her. She had stayed in the crew quarter closes to the hanger, as the Harrower-class dreadnought was rather large for a capital ship and she didn't feel like running. As soon as the ship exited out of lightspeed, the alarm all over the ship went off. "All crew to your stations, this is not a drill" called the voice over the speaker on the ship.

    Irolia's droid stopped the holographic projection of her book and flew to her shoulder as she left the crew quarter. When she arrived at the hanger, four crew transport was already prepped and ready to take off. Each transporter had room for ten men and was quickly filled up by Imperial troops. Not really having a preference, Irolia entered one of the transports, still with room for a couple more people. With all transport ships filled up, they launched out of the hanger, flying at a rapid speed towards the Capital of Zarra.

    As soon as the transport ship went within range of the city's planetary defences, they started to shoot. Everything began to shake and rumble inside as the sky got lit up by turbolaser fire. Getting closer and closer to the Capital a sudden explosion right beside the one Irolia was in and the two others around it. The transporter that got blasted blew up as a shell from a turbolaser ripped right through the fuel of the ship. The explosion damaged two of the remaining transport ship, making them extremely wobbly as smoke came from the propulsions of the ships. One of them was the one Irolia was in. "Hang on, we're going in for a hard landing!" Yelled the pilot over the radio, Parrot, Irolia's droid held onto her seat, in case of a crash.

    All three remaining transport ships made it past the planetary defences, but only one landed safely on the target dropzone. The dropship Irolia were in was off course and crash-landed a few hundred meters from the dropzone in a garden. The other that took damaged crash-landed in a big open plaza, sliding over the concrete till it hit a fountain. It was also a few hundred meters from the drop-zone.

    Everyone in the two transport ships had only received minor scrapes and bruises, nothing bad. "Do anyone copy? Status, this is dropship 201, what is your position?" An Imperial officer called near Irolia, to the two other dropships. She released herself from her seat and felt her vital areas, just to be safe. "My lord, What are the orders?!" A trooper called, catching Irolia's attention. As soon as he had said that, Neimoidian soldiers started firing at them. Two of the Imperial troopers was shot as they moved for cover, to counter-fire. "We need to get everyone moving to target drop-zone!" Irolia yelled over the loud firefight in the garden. Slowly but surely they all started moving towards the target drop-zone, smoking their tactical retreat with smoke grenades.


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  2. Robert Abbotangelo

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    "Congrats on your promotion Gramps! Didn't get a chance to say that earlier!" A heavy set trooper smoking a cigar inside the sealed cabin of the dropship called out to Bob, who grinned and nodded his thanks. "So who do you think is gonna be leading us on the ground gentlemen?" Bob asked, directing the question to anyone in the dropship. "It'll probably be you Gramps." They all chorused in exasperated unison. With a cackle, Bob exaggeratedly pointed to himself and said "Me?! Who put me in charge?!" He had done this several times already, inordinately pleased that he had received a promotion as he cackled once again, only to be cut off as the pilots voice blared out into the cabin.

    "Both of our dropships just hit the dirt boss! Orders?" A younger voice spoke, crackling over the internal announcement system. Immediately all business, Bob spoke again with authority. "Any survivors?!" Bob called out as he could feel the dropship putting down at the landing zone. "Yes sir, looks like both ships haven't taken any casualties from what I'm seeing, but a few are roughed up pretty bad." Bob just nodded and grumbled to himself, before turning to his troopers and bellowing "Everybody out! Secure the area and prepare to link up with the other teams!" As the troopers scrambled to fulfill the order, Bob gave one last order to the pilots. "Return to the fleet, you've done a fine job!"

    The dropship took off again, narrowly weaving through the anti-aircraft fire before disappearing into the sky. Bob turned to the troopers, who were already securing the area, but weren't encountering any resistance. He just nodded before turning on the unit comms frequency. "This is Overseer Abottangelo, I've got a full squad of fresh troops and I've seen you lot have come into some vehicle trouble, how can I help you boys?" The subtext was clear as he broadcasted his voice to the rest of the unit. Do you need help, and how fast do you need it? The dropzone was clear and their objective was clear, but Bob wasn't going to abandon the other teams. He needed them as much as they needed him.

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    The sounds of explosions filled Malius' ears as the dropship headed for the capital. Malius was nervous, to say the least, he had never led a planetary conquest before, but he was eager to prove himself to the Empire and his superiors. He looked around the dropship and prepared to give a speech to the men present.

    With heavy footsteps, Malius walked towards the front of the dropship and faced the imperial troopers inside his transport shuttle. "The Neimodians have sat on their wealth and privilege for too long. They think because they have money they are untouchable, let's show them how wrong they are. For the Empire!" The men in the dropship cheered and morale seemed to have increased by his short speech.

    The cheers were short-lived however, suddenly a much louder explosion could be heard outside of the ship and before Malius and his men knew it their ship was rocking heavily. Malius quickly ran towards a seat and strapped himself in and braced for impact. The dropship crashed in an open plaza and slid until it hit a fountain. The impact of the hit was severe and Malius jolted back and forth, after recovering from the impact and confirming that he still had all his bits and pieces attached to him, he released himself from the shuttle seat and went to check on the other soldiers who all seemed to have made it except for some cuts and bruises.

    Almost immediately after getting out, Malius and his men under attack by Neimodians. "Everyone get to cover behind the fountain and await extraction!" Malius yelled as one of his men got hit right in the head by a blaster bolt and fell lifeless to the ground. The young Sith tuned into the comms. "This is Malius Vanis, I and my men crashlanded in an open plaza a few hundred meters from the dropzone. My men are pinned down by Neimodians troops and we need immediate assistance!"

    Malius sighed and awaited a response. Safe to say he had expected his first command to be a bit more glorious than this.

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  4. Zvonimir Augustus

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    When a lot of the planets in the Empire ceded after the instability brought by the previous Emperors it was no surprised Cato Neimodia would be one of those. Now with the Sith kicking things into overdrive to bring those systems back in the fold, it would be no surprise that the Sith would be showing up to take back what is theirs from the opportunistic aliens. Zvonimir felt pretty good about going into this mission, as this is a chance to further the Empire's reach again and blast some greedy, uppity aliens while doing so.

    Unlike the Sith and the Imperial Overseer who were in dropships or shuttles, Zvonimir, as a fighter pilot would be flying his usual Reflex-class Starfighter flying as a part of Sword Squadron, made up up other Reflex class starifighters. The Empire also sent another squadron as well all with the goal of crushing enemy airpower and getting rid of the anti-air defenses in the capital city, establishing air superiority. The Neimodian capital city, although it's fighter squadrons were meager, only having a dozen or so starfighters, the cities's actual anti-air defensive emplacements weren't exactly soft as there are a few guns, as Zvon watched through the viewport of his fighter some Imperial transports get shot down. Still, nothing the pilots can't handle. It probably would have been best that Imperial fighters and bombers reek havoc on the city defenses before transports come in, but he's not the one who planned this invasion.

    As anti-aircraft fire was erupting in the direction of the Imperial invasion force, orders from Sword Squadron's flight leader were clear, to clear the skies. That way Imperial fighters can do as they please, Neimodian-aligned airpower. Once the skies are clear, the fighters can do strafing runs on Neimodian forces on the ground.

    The Imperial fighters would closing in the city perimeter to engage to be met with Neimodian fighters just above the city. With them occupied, Zvonimir would the break off and thrust forward at maximum speed, with shields up he could weather laser cannon fire and with the mobility of his fighter he would dodge the slow turbolaser guns firing his way. Firing a volley of shots he would destroy the turbolaser battery that's been shooting up some of the transports. With that, the skies will be a bit more free from turbolaser fire.

    After that, the Sword flight leader would relay new orders through their comms, noting that as several transports have crashed and the fighters should be prepared to assist if needed. Not long after that transmission from a Malius Vanis came requesting support. "Air support coming in" Zvonimir replied on the comms, pull a half loop and then flying toward the plaza, he was quite a ways but should be able to get there soon and probably quicker than the other ground forces that are either already fighting or hundreds of meters away. And by weaving and banking as he makes his approach he can avoid turret fire along the way.

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  5. Irolia Shen

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    "This is Irolia, we're under heavy fire! We need bac~ WATCH OUT!" Irolia yelled just before an explosion which cut Irolia's comm off, followed by statics on her end. The blue-skinned Sith had tried to pull two troopers back through the force, to avoid a rocket shell, fired by a Neimoidian soldier. Unfortunate she wasn't fast enough and the two troopers were blown to pieces and Irolia got thrown back by the shockwave. This was the second time she had been hit by a shockwave and she was not a fan. Coughing and gasping for air, she crawled behind some trees. Dirt and laser were flying all around the Imperials and Neimoidian soldiers. "My lord, are you alright?" Asked the officer, kneeling down by Irolia.

    "Shit, I'm going to feel that tomorrow... yes, we can't stop, we'll die if we do captain," Irolia responded, getting up behind the tree. Drawing her two blasters, Irolia counter-fired back at the Neimoidians as she and her squad moved slowly through the garden. Looking up, she saw Imperial fighters fighting for air superiority. At least that didn't completely fail the plan. With the communicator down they were unable to reach the rest of the teams. Without the ability to contact any one of the others, they shouldn't expect backup. The only thing they could do were getting to target dropzone.

    Soon they saw what looked like an entrance to the huge garden they were in. Taking a few of the Neimoidian soldiers down, before moving into a more a pedestrian street-looking area. The squad burst into a building, just to get a breather, while a few of the Imperials continued to return fire, to slow the Neimoidian soldiers down. "Status captain?" Irolia asked as fired a few shots from her cover in the building. "Two casualties, and high spirit my lord, though we're still not able to get our comm up and running" responded the captain, firing his own gun at the enemy. "Shit, we're falling behind schedule... We can't stay here captain" Irolia replied as she hit an enemy in the head. "You, you and you, we're cover fire. Captain, lead the rest further up the street towards the dropzone and cover us from there" Irolia ordered. "Yes my lord!" The captain confirmed. "On my command, you all move!" Yelled as she rose from her cover and ignited her red coloured lightsaber. "NOW, MOVE MOVE MOVE!" Irolia cried out her command. Beside Irolia, two heavy machine gunner and a grenadier, stayed back, proving cover fire.

    The Neimoidians were about to move in when their first line got completely slaughtered by the two heavy machine gunners. The grenadier threw smoke grenades in front of the enemy to blind them. Trooper after trooper, the Imperials in Irolia's squad, moved quickly up the street but found them jumping to cover from heavy fire. More Neimoidian soldiers were about to flank Irolia's position, when they ran into the group she and the three others had given cover fire to. Half running backwards up to the rest of the squad while continuing providing fire on the first enemies. "My lord, we got flanked hard and lost two men!" yelled the captain, to outshout the loud blaster fire and explosions. Road rubbles flew in the air from explosions, making the falling debris rather dangerous to be hit by. "My lord, we are up and running again!" yelled the trooper who carried the comm.

    Without a second thought, she reached out to the others. "This is Irolia with the 201, we're surrounded and under heavy fire, I repeat, we're under heavy fire, requesting immediate backup!" The blue-skinned Sith called over her comm and returned to deflect and redirect blaster fire back at the enemy soldiers with her sabre.


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  6. Robert Abbotangelo

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    He heard and sort of saw the general mayhem going on around them, though despite his initial reactions, he held position. It wouldn't do to run in half cocked against enemy forces, and going to support one of the crashed dropships could potentially doom the other. So he had to make a judgment call as both were requesting aid. Thankfully, it seemed the angry angels that made up the Imperial airforce were on the ball, and flying in to support Malius' group of ne'er do wells.

    Just then, the comms crackled back to life as Irolia made her call for help. "Don't worry kid, me and my bastards are on the way. Sit tight and keep each other safe! I want to see you all back in one piece." Bob responded over the comm's to the blue Sith, before turning to his gang of misfits and hollering out "Alright people lets get a wiggle on! Seems our good Sith friends have gotten into a lick of trouble and we, as the upstanding Imperials we are, need to get em out of it! Lets go!" He finished, personally leading the brisk march in the direction of Irolia's team.

    It didn't take long to make it to the haggard team, maybe five minutes at a quick march. Bob's Bastards were coming up behind the Neimoidians currently assaulting Irolia's position. As of yet, Bob's group wasn't spotted, so that gave them several seconds to get into position before spraying blaster fire down at the surprised aliens. With a light show that began as suddenly as it ended, the enemy force was dead. Unfortunately this wasn't the only group Irolia's goons were fighting, and now Bob's boys were taking fire themselves.

    "Ira! Help me with the PIPE!" Bob called to one of his troopers as he slid the rocket launcher tube off his back. Soon, one of the troopers ran up and began loading the tube. Three, two, one, "Clear!" Bob yelled after checking his blastback, and he fired. The rocket soared out of the tube and directly into the enemy position. The blaster fire halted as the aliens retreated, giving Bob some space to open up the comm's channel again. "You boys alright up there?" He asked.

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  7. Zvonimir Augustus

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    Zvonimir's starfighter made pace through the city as he kept the throttle up, he can see the plaza from his handle and then he would juke his craft upwards to gain some leverage. He did manage to catch sight of the shuttle along with lights of blaster fire going back and forth. It was clear that the shots going towards the direction of the shuttle would be the enemy pinning the Imperials down. The young Pilot would then do another half loop after passing the plaza, with this he would have a good angle to strafe the Neimodian's on the ground. The people on the ground would be able to hear the screaming as the fighter would be passing by.

    With that and his craft's nose pointed towards the Neimodian's, who by now would either be running away for cover (which would be smart) or too slow. In either event, Zvonimir would let them have it as he would slow his craft down, firing a barrage of laser cannon fire at them. The explosions the laser canon shots make on impact with the ground would instantly kill a handful of them since they were too slow. He would also be adjusting his craft to be turning rightwards to catch as of them as possible and as soon as the group. As he was firing his laser cannons, the young Anaxian was grinning underneath his helmet. Fish in a barrel, or rather aliens in a barrel. He didn't get all of them, but a almost a majority will work. The rest would be displaced no doubt.

    With that, Malius's group should be relived and have enough breathing room to get their bearings together. With him saved, the fighter pilot would bring himself back firmly in the air as he steadily climbs up with his Reflex-class, unless he's needed again, he will rejoin Sword Squadron in clearing the air.
     
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  8. Malius Vanis

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    "Keep your head down!" Malius shouted to one of the younger troopers he had with him, he managed to grab him and pull him down right before a blaster beam hit him. "The Empire has no use of you if you are dead, trooper! Stay down and wait for support." The young trooper nodded quickly. "Y-yes my lord, sorry my lord."

    Malius groaned impatiently as he waited for support, luckily it didn't take long before Zvonimir provided much-needed air support, sending most Neimodians who were attacking him to the afterlife. "This is it, men! Move out and regroup at the rendezvous point." He shouted as his men and himself stood up and hurried towards the drop point. Several Neimodians had survived the barrage but were quickly cut down by blaster fire or Malius himself.

    "Malius Vanis here, me and my men are no longer pinned down and are moving to the drop point. Does anyone else need assistance?" Malius said into his communicator. Despite several skirmishes with ragtag groups of Neimodians, Malius made it to the drop point with almost all of his men still alive.

    He walked around the drop point but saw that none of the others was there. "We are currently at the drop point. Irolia, Robert what are your positions?"

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  9. Irolia Shen

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    "Bob?" Irolia responded almost surprised. "Remind me to buy you a round when the mission is over, old timer!" Irolia said actually cheerful in the comm, which not often happen. Hey, it was Bob's fault, he was so likeable. The Neimodians had pulled back, for now, it seemed, so Irolia quickly got her men to meet up with Bob and his squad. Some of the Imperials in Irolia's squad knew some of Bob's boys and cheered that they lived to fight another day and got to share it with their friends. "Captain, status?" Irolia asked the captain in her squad. "Four casualties, but the spirit are high and ready to continue, my lord" responded the captain with a salute. "Good, Malius, this is Irolia, I'm with Overseer Abbotangelo. We're on our way back to our meeting point" communicated Irolia Back to Malius for status.

    The way back to the drop point wasn't far it seemed, but they were followed by Neimodians most defiantly. They are probably waiting for their army to arrive. Irolia and her squad, together with Bob and his gathered up with Malius, they moved in on the Capital. It didn't take long before they were under fire again and much heavy fire this time. It was heavily guarded, with turret inside and a mix of Neimodians and some of the best soldiers money could buy. Explosions and blaster fire flew all around them. "Find cover men, move!" Irolia commanded and only just deflected a blaster shot fired at her. As much as she wanted to just jump over and slaughter every single enemy, it would be suicide, even for a Sith.

    "Old timer, Malius. my men and I will try and flank them left side might give us a chance at thining out their forces!" Yelled the blue Sith over the many explosions and loud blaster fire. Just before Irolia moved out a rocket shell was fired, flying directly at Bob, Malius and Irolia. The blue Sith took command of the force, bend and manipulated it to her will as she outstretched both her arms and sent a powerful force push at the shell. The shell went flying back at the balcony, from where it was shot from and blew it up. And with that, she smiled wickedly to the two men, pumped for battle, before following her squad.


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  10. Robert Abbotangelo

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    Bob was under no illusions, despite all the illusions he was under, that he was a young man. At heart, he may be the best looking, most physically impressive, and the most skilled twenty year old ever to grace the galaxy. In reality, his old bones weren't exactly built for these kinds of missions. Protracted missions that was. He was better suited to diplomacy or the quick in and out commando missions. His days of protracted war were long behind him. But, he still kept up, even though he was playing this whole trip back to the drop zone. His boys were doing just fine, keeping their heads cool as they methodically dismantled the Neimodian defenses like the trained Imperial soldiers they were.

    When they linked up with Malius, Bob clapped him on the back with a hearty "Malius! So good to see you my boy! You know we should really take the time to catch up later, can't be all work and no play now can we?" He cackled, breaking off as more enemies came pouring towards them.

    Eventually they made their way to the capital building, which held their objective. It was clearly going to be a tough fight, but they could manage. "The boys and I will will take the right side, which leaves the center to you Malius! Hah! Don't get shot my boy! Might want to bring in our boys in the sky for some support." He chuckled before moving off to the right flank of the assault with his men.

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