Break out on Belsavis

[Darius]

Nar Shaddaa

"You sure he will show up little guy? its not everyday a jedi comes to this hell hole." Giaus as he looked down at the astrodroid

"Caden = smart, Caden + Mission = Saved Sister." The Droid reply rather excitedly.

"I certainly hope so, this isn't exactly the safest mission he could go on." Giaus had spent the better part of a months tracking down old contact and sending a message to what was left of the Jedi grapevine, that one of their sisters was in grave danger, he had officially gotten no answer but from the droid at his side, but it assured him his master would come, in a way it was a shame the helpful droid had gotten him out of more than one bad situation in the past days, he would be sad to let him go.

The space port was as busy as ever, hundreds of people walking here and there with all manner of weaponry on their back, if the Jedi were smart enough to lose their robes it would be hard to spot them in this sea of filth ,but that didn't bother Giaus all he could think about was getting his sister home alive, and perhaps bring some normality back to his own life. Giaus would wait there spinning the keys to his speeder on his finger, waiting for his his help to meet him under the statue of a long forgotten hutt lord.

 

[Noire]

Mid Rim. Nar Shaddaa.

Caden Ansgar hadn't been here since he was five years old. Maybe even younger. He hated even having to step foot on the planet again. He felt as if he was violating his promise to himself to never return to the Smuggler's Moon. His biological parents had died here and although any memories containing their long forgotten faces was beyond Caden's reach, he could still remember the feel of their presence very clearly. It was soothing at times. But those memories did nothing for the young Padawan now. He was extremely on edge and very wary of his surroundings. He had been the very moment he had stepped off the transport, opting to quickly become one with the mass of shifting crowds, trying his hardest to appear inconspicuous.

He hadn't worn anything even remotely related to his Jedi clothing. He wore simple civilian clothes, including a black jacket in which he hid his two lightsabers. He had his blaster holstered on his hip - an addition he was sure would make him fit right in with the general scum on the planet. Caden was well aware of the Hutt Cartel's dominance here as well. Good money might be paid for a Jedi - Master or not, he thought. But all of his doubts and concerns were dwarfed by his desire to rescue a fellow Jedi. He had forgotten her name but once he had heard the message he had to offer his help. There was something in him that wouldn't allow him to do anything different. That's why he was on Nar Shaddaa. And it's a damn good reason, Caden figured.

He spotted the man he'd seen in the holographic message standing next to a statue of some Hutt. But Caden rushed over for an entirely different reason.

"R4!" He exclaimed. He was positive it was his droid. The pattern of scorch marks on its' left side confirmed it. He was confused as to what it was doing here of all places but he was grateful nevertheless. The droid beeped in excitement upon seeing Caden. But Caden stifled his joy at seeing his droid and turned to face the man standing next to it. He extended a hand.

"I'm Caden Ansgar. I'm here to help. We'll get your sister back," He said. His demeanor and tone had changed from just a moment ago. Now, he was serious, calm, and assuring. He acted more as a true, disciplined, Jedi.

 

[Darius]

Gaius picked u p on the Jedi making his way through the crowds, it was not his fault but all force users light and dark walked with a kind of majesty, a physical manifestation of their confidence Giaus thought, but in any case the boy would still be safe it took ages to pick up on habits exhibited by a group, the people of this planet would ignore he existed just like and run of the mill face on the planet. Giaus gave a half smile as the little droid was reunited with his true master, "Your droid here was great help to finding the Jedi, he has a good judge of character for astrodroid" Giaus grinned with his arms crossed of his chest.


"I'm formerly Lieutenant Xylona of well...you know. I really do appreciate the help, I was more than happy to help this droid get back to you." The day continued to wind on as many a ship and here and there, the current trio were even lucky enough to see a bounty chase right through the hanger, "Your from a Hutt world arnt you? I mean your much more relaxed than any greenhorn would be, so you must have done this before."

 

[Lamper]

"Hahahahahaha," came a burst of laughter from within the crowd just beyond a parked hauler.

"Ahahaha! Wait! Wait! Stop it! Hahaha! Please! I'll do anything! Please! Hahahaha!"

The sea of bodies parted. As some disembarked and others just walked by, they were inspired to move along without delay as a towering Trandoshian, body armor riddled with shimmering knives, held this Nautolan upside down by his ankles, his head-tresses dangling down to the floor, while a Wookie thoroughly frisked the Nautolan lost to hilarity. Small trinkets, a data pad, some credit chits, and other small objects fell out of his pockets and onto the ground beneath his head as the Wookie seemed to not find what he was looking for. And yet, to some, it may have just seemed to be a tickle fight gone too far.

"I told you! I told you! I didn't take anything! Ehehehe...I'm so ticklish. Ah," his voice scratched, a wide smile still stretched across his face.

The Trandoshian shirked his head. The Wookie's furry arms lowered, and it stepped back. The Trandoshian released the Nautolan, and he fell onto his shoulders with a plop.

"Ugh..."

The Trandoshian bent down and swiped a credit chit for good measure. Then both figures walked off. The Nautolan rolled over with a happy groan, seeming not to mind the situation, and sat up while collecting his things. His twin swords managed to stay harnessed to his lower back, crossed behind his hips. He still managed a big white smile upon his face. He stood up a brushed himself off. Bending down to pick up the last bit of his belongings, he retrieved the data pad. Wiping it off, he made sure it still worked, displayed the face on it one more time, and held it up as he turned around. His vision blended the blurry background into focus, and suddenly he saw double; the face on the data pad, and the face beyond. The same.

"What...Hey!"

Adæ waved his left hand over his head, as if to flag down the man, this Gaius. Of course, no one was expecting to see him. Adæ wasn't even supposed to be here. Adæ wasn't even supposed to know about this. Dressed in black cargos with a white stripe down the sides, a white tee shirt, and a black jacket over it, Adæ skipped into a run over towards the one he thought he recognized; grinning wide as ever.

 

[Cassanova]

Jack, who had been sitting back from the meeting point, watching the group assemble had decided that this was an unimaginably stupid thing to help coordinate. Then again, he had done bigger favours for less, and a favour from a Jedi Knight was always worth a bit of risk. Wearing a three piece black suit over a red silken shirt, Tamblyn seemed to blend into the crowd seamlessly. It was a virtue for the Corellian-born kingpin, the ability to be so distinctly memorable, yet be completely forgettable at the same time. Genetic gifts built for success.

The weeks leading up to this event, Jack had spent some inappropriately large sums of money on information for this little expedition, and ultimately, it was going to be a bastard no matter which way it went. Jack finally rose from his seated position, and walked towards the humans and their Nautolan companion. Without even waiting or offering greetings, Jack made a sharp, demanding gesture to Gaius, motioning for him and the Jedi to follow in suit.

Leading the merry band of prisonbreakers by several steps ahead, Jack managed to make his way into an oddly deserted spaceport where two J-15B Aethersprite fighters sat, enginges running already. Down the other end of the wide landing area was a singularly nasty-looking Copperhead-class shuttle. Jack, still unspeaking to the group led the way up the ramp to the shuttle into the passenger bay and settled into a small 'command' area where there were eight chairs for the gunnery stations. In the center of this cramped area was a singular holotable, around which Jack settled into a position closest to the cockpit.

"Gents," Jack nodded, still keeping his mouth shut. "You don't need to know who I am for this job, so in the interest of saving us all time, you can call me Jack." The simplest lies were always the best. "Xylona here contacted me for support in arranging a little breakout for his sister. How he managed to convince me to do that, and why I chose to do it are none of your business. Assuming there are no problems with that, I'll continue..."

Jack looked around the table, the look he gave the Padawans was so stone-faced that it practically said, If you dare have a problem, you won't make it back from this trip. "The Jedi Knight in question is being held on Belsavis, as a captive of Nurgle the Hutt," Jack nodded to the holoscreen, activating it with an image of the severely scarred, disfigured hutt. "This Hutt is known for his operation of the Belsavis Prison and its inmates for live arena entertainment. The Jedi Knight Adonia Xylona, who has been known as the fighter Nexu, is his prize fighter, and will not be easy to get out."

Taking no time to stop for questions, Jack altered the image once more, bringing up the ruins of the Belsavis Prison on the holotable. It was barely a prison anymore, and more just an impenetrable valley of ruined buildings where inmates were dumped, and left to fend for themselves. "We will perform a rapid aerial insertion after a hyperspace jump into a low orbit, sweeping in low, dropping you three off. The J-15's and I will provide aerial support and intel where possible."

"This will not be easy. Expect heavy resistance on the way in, heavy resistance on the ground, and heavy resistance on the way out."

"Any questions?"

 

[Darius]

"This place may be in ruin but with a hutt footing the bill for the security we have to expect some sort of resistance, Adonia is one of her prize fighters there is no way she would be left in the open, she is far to clever for that." Giaus used a turn of his wrist to alter the image to show the prisons power grid, "Most of the areas power goes to the surveillance equipment and gates, but here in sector 10A you can see a ridiculous amount of power be drawn away, its best to assume that the piece of nerf shit Nurgle has got one of the old Sith lord holding cells up and running, the issue is area is too deep of bombardment and we have about a kilometer of open space to fight through to get there, that's where the fighters come in, they will provide cover for us until we reach here." Giaus pointed at a small grotto at the base of the main wall.

"Once we are here the two Jedi will make there way to Adonia's cage, it wont be easy the inmates will not let you just walk through neither will the guards if you come across them. I will go the other direction and and plant explosives on the power coupling that is powering that wing, all these cells tech is beyond our understanding there is no other way, this will sadly open up the cells of any others in the wing, so be prepared for a fight." Giaus said letting out a sigh of frustration, "I know your just padawan but you will have to step up, Adonia is a good Jedi, you will be better for having her out and helping you with...whatever the Jedi think they are doing right now."


"Once you have my sister we will randevú here where we split before, from them we will head north down this stretch of the ruined MaxSec wing here, and from there we move to the evac point with aerial cover from the fighters. This is just a base plan so if something happens and any of this becomes impossible we will adapt and keep it moving." Giaus sat down in one of the command chairs and slumped over as he tossed up a hologram of his sisters face, "This is your mark she wont be easy to miss, she has the same tribal markings as me." Giaus looked around the room for any comments or indications of fear, "Anyone have anything to add?"

 

[Noire]

"I'm sure," Caden responded to the Lieutenant's statement regarding his droid. He only nodded when he was asked about him being unnaturally calm on the planet and subsequently, was he from Nar Shaddaa. It wasn't something he was comfortable with admitting so openly. Caden remained quiet for a while. Even as others joined the small group. There was another Padawan, a Nautolan, that had intrigued Caden. He hadn't seen another Jedi in a long, long time. Especially a Padawan. He learned from Jack, the man that had led them to a deserted spaceport and up the ramp of a filthy looking Shuttle, what the objective of their mission was and how they would go about completing it.

Caden only smirked at the mention of heavy resistance. He was confident they would be no problem. But that was only if he was fighting alone. He had already made a note to himself to keep a watchful eye on the Nautolan Padawan. The Lieutenant explained that it would be Caden and the other Jedi that would head directly for his sisters holding cell. Caden felt a bit unnerved by that. That means the bulk of the mission rested with him. It would be his job to rescue Adonia. But he was sure he would be able to get her out.

Caden stared at the image of Adonia, or Nexu, and shook his head. "I understand the plan. I'll make sure you to signal you once we have her so we all rendezvous at the same time and no man is left behind. Other than that, I'm prepared for the challenge. The Force is on our side." Caden said. It sounded quite odd to hear himself say that; as if he was truly an aged and wise Jedi. But it felt appropriate nevertheless.

"We'll get the job done."

 

[Lamper]

"Do you think there'll be any heavy resistance...?" Adæ whispered to Caden, covering his mouth and concealing his sarcasm with a straight yet suspicious face, after Jack perfectly executed the rule of three and then asked for questions.

Having followed the crew inside, standing at Caden's right, Adæ looked around the room and tried to beef up his shoulders to look more menacing if only to fit in. There were some serious figures in here, guys who've seen their fair share of explosions while walking away. And Adæ was sure that none of them had ever looked back, no matter how hot the flames were. It was almost as though Adæ didn't even pay attention to the briefing. He'd caught the part about the Jedi doing the hard part, or so his translation in his head had come to conclude without much thought. But that was why he had come in the first place. He could only snicker as he imagined how upset the other Jedi would be once they figured out he was here.

But then Caden answered all cool. And the entire group had seemed so jacked for the operation. So before Adæ could think, and after everyone had said something to contribute to the briefing, his brows slanted and his lips spread over pearly white bars and, with the deepest voice he could muster he said...

"Right. Beer cans and rocket launchers. Yeah."

His head bobbed shamelessly. Big smile. That was the best he got.

 

[Cassanova]

Jack rolled his eyes and looked to Gaius, "Seriously? These two idiots are the best you could dredge up from the Order to save one of their own?" One Padawan who was confident, but clearly didn't understand the sort of war they were flying into, and the other one apparently completely aloof, barely paying attention. A perfect recipe for a total disaster.

With a sigh, Jack just moved his way to the cockpit, sitting down and strapping himself in, "I'll need a co-pilot, the other two of you be ready to get on the guns when we exit hyperspace over Belsavis, its going to get real messy, real fast."

A few hours later, above Belsavis...​

The gentle 'pop' could be heared as the Copperhead exited hyperspace. Jack waited a few seconds and tapped the commlink, "This is Rescue One to escort. Sound off, boys."
"Escort One, standing by."
"Escort Two, standing by."
"Weapons hot, if it moves and it aint one of these three lads, or the girl - blow it sky high."

The two escorts confirmed receipt of their orders and formed up tightly infront of the assault shuttle, forming a sort of spear formation. Their tight formation and proximity would, no doubt, allow for a faster entry to the planet's atmosphere, and their shields to overlap a little, giving them the much needed defense that would be needed to survive this. "I'd say last chance to pull out, boys, but..." Jack shrugged as he nudged the control stick forward, amping up the throttle, "That opportunity passed long ago."

The arrival of the mis-matched team of would-be rescuers called for a startling response from Nurgle's ground fighters, nearly a dozen fighters appeared on the radar stations around the ship and at each of the gunnery stations. Admittedly they were all planet side and waiting for the small offensive formation to come to them, but it was unsettling at best. Jack knew that there would also be some intensely fun things like surface to air cannons, handheld missile launchers, then the myriad of prisoners that would have most likely overpowered Nurgle's meager guards at the first sign of trouble. All of whom would be more than willing to kill Jack, Gaius, Adæ and Caden just for the opportunity to board one of the ships and make their escape. It was not just a fight against Nurgle's defenses, but the prison itself.

Knowing this, Jack simply pushed the throttle harder, breaking down into atmosphere, and throwing the bulky Copperhead shuttle into a corkscrew roll as he attempted to lose altitude quickly and get as low as possible as fast as possible for a rapid insertion. Of course, Nurgle's fighters had other plans in mind. Six of the fighters were quickly, albeit with a certain level of disorganisation, swarming all over the Copperhead - the other six had split off into wings of three each, attempting to dispose of the J-15B's that were flying escort.

"Hold on!" Jack leaned forward flicking a switch, activating the automated IFF system, and grinned as the Copperhead shuddered as its onboard weaponry started going manic at nearly everything moving around it.

 

[Darius]

"There the only ones who would answer the call, id take a hundred of them to one of their counterparts." Gaius said as he loaded his blister with a electronic whine and click. "And from my experience Jedi are always more than they seem, Adonia is half my size and I've seen her lift things that are impossible, I've seen her imperial walker apart with her mind and not kill a single occupant, power like that start there in the eyes of those two." Giaus got up set his gun down, turned and trotting up the short flight of steps he stopped and turned around and looked at the two Jedi, "I'm I wrong?" Gaius took the time to look in to both of theirs eyes individually and then made his way to the co-pilot seat.

---

Two Hours Later​

Gaius chuckled rolled his eyes and chuckled at Jack's sarcastic per talk, and then returned to his co-pilot duties. The surface of B Belsavis erupted into a warzone as soon as they broke the atmosphere, the small arms fire from he ground combined, with the anti-air in the area made for a beautiful display of death a color. "On those flank turrets Now! Or we wont have time to say or sweet goodbyes!" Gaius yelled back to the Jedi. "Incoming missile bearing 320, launching decoys." Gaius stood up for a second and flipped a small red switch, out from behind the Copperhead four metal objects darted out and spun in a spiral pattern behind the ship, the missile took the bait and ended its life in a flash of red and green.

"There is the the first landing zone for the Jedi there, bearing 294 four clicks away....and joy is covered in anti air, switching the ZAU-18 to manual i'll clear us a patch." A targeting recital dropped down over Gaius's eyes. ZAU-18 online manual override activated, the computer blurted out as the laser mini-gun spun into life. Gaius systematically began to rip the ground units apart, anything from prisoners and guards to anti-air cannons, if was in the way it he gave it a new hole to breathe out of. "You know what I miss the most about working with you Jack? The Toys."

"More fighters from the front, rerouting main deflector power to the bow, now would be a good time for more of that fancy flying!" Gaius said as he finished the power distribution changes as quickly as he could, he then fixed his mic and began talking to the Jedi behind him, "Welcome to air-Copperhead to your front you will see nothing but scorched earth and pissed off fighters, to your right you will see the remains of the greatest prison in the history of the galaxy being swarmed by bloodthirsty inmates, please put your seats in the upright position and prepare for drop." Gaius knew his joked were not needed but if he learned anything leading the orbital drop battalion int he Alliance it was that a little humor before a drop into almost certain death went a long way.

 

[Noire]

Caden had never liked flying. But with blaster fire and small explosions sounding off right outside the ship he decided he hated it even more. He had already found something to hold onto and now that the ship was continually rocked by a hailstorm of laserfire he was grateful he had done so. He gripped his lightsaber tightly and watched as prison guards and countless machines were blown into oblivion down below. He had to admit the level of expertise Gaius and Jack seemed to possess in dealing with this type of chaos was extraordinary. He was read to involved in the fray himself but there was no help he could offer here. He would play his role once they neared the drop off zone. He turned to Adae.

"Given our current situation I think the question of whether or not there's going to be heavy resistance answers itself. You're going to want to follow my lead once we're inside!" He shouted over the sound of the battle.

"Do you have a blade?" He asked.

 

[Lamper]

"Kriff no sir!" Adæ answered Gaius with a glowing grin, saluting with his left hand yet with every ounce of enthusiasm he could muster.

And before he knew it two hours had passed and Adæ was hanging from the ceiling, legs dangling, as the ship dived into a corkscrew.

"WOOOOHOO!"

The intensity, the color splashing around them, lit up Adæ's senses as he let close his eyes; an array of fireworks tickling his temples and raising his skin. He dropped to his feet and looked back to the call of Gaius' orders. And he smiled.

"On it! So on it!" Adæ declared as he turned round to decide which gun to run to, full speed. But when he crashed into the gun turret, a missile flew passed and into four metal deterrents behind in a blaze of heat. His headtails flapped over his face in the wind, forcing his to shake them back behind to look ahead. There he saw a target, a whole slew of them from ground to air turrets to aerial adversaries. Grinning with excitement, Adæ looked down at his weapon...and froze.

"Hey how do ya work this thing?" he shouted back inside, though no one other than Caden could hear him in all the chaos. He'd never fired a turret before, let alone any kind of gun; none whatsoever. Though he managed to fiddle with every button and grip possible before suddenly jolting off three random shots into nowhere. "Whoa!"

"What??" Adæ shouted back to Caden's first words, climbing back into the cabin next to Caden. It was too noisy, and Adæ was too distracted. "Oh yeah! I got two!"

Adæ then reached behind his back and withdrew both blades from the cross hilt behind his hips, circling the blades around and up in each hand with a candid smile. To him these blades were more than enough. He'd gotten into so much trouble with just these two blades, though always manages to use everything around him as if an extension of his own arsenal. Sure he didn't take this nearly as seriously as he should. But his fearlessness and idiocy in battle often carved a path to victory where none else dared to go.

"Oh hey Gaius," Adæ laughed, tapping his earpiece and watching Caden. He'd completely forgotten they gave it to him. And hearing Giaus' voice in his ear was fun. It was the only way non Force sensitives could simulate telepathy.

Adæ suddenly made a dash back towards the right side gun turret to peer out at their target, the prison. A bolt of light flashed by and Adæ ducked back in. But he peaked back out again and marveled at the stronghold and all its adventures to come. He saw only fun. Hands barely holding him inside, propped against the side panels, he'd almost leapt out already. His head snapped back, whipping his long head-tresses over his shoulder.

"Wanna race?!" he yelled back at Caden through the flurry of sounds.

 

[Cassanova]

Jack pushed his assault shuttle into a low arc, and activate his commlink to the escort pilots, "Form up. We're going to go in hot. I need thirty seconds on the ground to drop off the team." Jack turned and yelled to the Jedi gunners, "Alright you lot! I'm going to bring it in hard and fast. Once the gears hit dirt, you get off and you find cover. Radio in, and I'll take up an air cover position."

Turning to Gaius as he ramped up the throttle, Jack nodded, "If you're going with 'em, you better get ready too."

The crackling of the Copperhead's engines were reminiscent of the nasty, deep growl of muscle speeders that had more power than they did thrusters. The free motion of the shuttles four thrusters gave Jack unprecedented, if not slightly sluggish, control over where the shuttle went, and into what holes he could squeeze it. Thankfully, the heads up display gave him accurate measurements of the holes that he could pass the bulky behemoth through.

The matte-grey vessel barrelled up the center of what would have been an alleyway, or possibly even a major corridor through the facility at one point, squeezing tightly under and between support beams and walls. By now, the prison was fully alerted to the presence of oncomers, and guards and prisoners alike were both swarming towards the shuttle with whatever weapons they could get their hands on. Guards were equipped with blaster rifles and holdout pistols, inmates with makeshift weapons, some even with blasters taken from guards at some point or another. There was no organisation, and ultimately, this prison had become a warzone. A warzone that Jack flew straight into.

A small clearing emerged at the bow of the copperhead, and Jack promptly jammed the thrusters into reverse to stop his progress before impaling the ship on a permacrete wall. Jack quickly set the ship's guns to automatic, which promptly let out a rain of fire upon those who thought it 'intelligent' to try to swarm and board the vessel. With a kick to the center console, the vessel's engines rotated, pointing downwards, and the vessel aggressively started to drop towards the ground.

"Get ready to go!"

The Copperhead touched down, and the rear ramp dropped.

 

[Darius]

"Lets get this over with, we don't want to drag this out and have them pull help from nearby systems." Gaius threw down his headset jumped out of his seat, making his way down the steps he carefully used the above handrail to make his way to the armory. Pulling out two blaster pistols, his A280 Blaster rifle and a rather morbid looking dagger. During this time everything around him seemed to fall away as he began to recollect the talks he would have with his father before he left for one of his tours, back before Adonia was even found by the order.


The Galaxy grows smaller and darker everyday my son, when I am gone this tribe will be yours, but you will also have your duty to the people of the galaxy, Remember a Commander do not merely demand respect, he must inspire those under him through acts of great bravery and commitment, you will be tested you will stumble, you will fall, but you must not forget what you are fighting for. Fight for your family my son, watch over Adonia as gentle as that girl is she has a temper that would spook a rancor, guide her she will help you keep this family together, it's her destiny, "and when the dust clears and you have given life and limb for what you love, keep fighting keep charging, that's a real commander."


When the rear ramp dropped Gaius immediately stated shooting anything with two legs, moving from cover to cover he made his way to the first rally point which saw little more that a fork in the road made out of a blown out part of the inner wall. "There are simply too many for us to take them all, keep moving toward the holding cell use you wrist communicator to located the largest power signature, as I said before that will be her." Gaius yelled back as the turned and ran into the fray trampling a inmate to get where he was going. vaulting over rubble Gaius began to make his way deeper into the compound, "Now if I was a power conduit in a rundown prison where would I be..."

 

[Noire]

"Just keep up," Caden replied and nodded for Adae to follow him.

He didn't wait for the ship to touch down. The moment the rear ramp began to extend he was already sprinting down the length of it. Once he reached the edge he leaped into the air and somersaulted before rolling to his feet as he landed on the ground. He quickly began to duck and dodge several blaster shots that whizzed past his face as he ignited his lightsaber and scanned the area for somewhere he could take cover. The chaos around him was of little matter as his green blade fiercely met with shades of blue and red as he deflected shot after shot. He looked back towards the ship, his blade still flaring and flashing, and finally spotted a wall near enough that could provide sufficient cover. It wasn't much, but it was far better than standing out in the open. Caden activated the communicator on his wrist to radio in to Jack, as requested, once he reached cover. He reported his current location as he looked over his shoulder and watched as Gaius carved his own path to the prison compound through a number of inmates and prison guards alike; firing his two blasters with considerable accuracy.

He knew the gun-toting bounty hunter would be heading in the opposite direction to plant the explosives. That meant they'd have limited time to get down to the prison block and find Adonia, as once the explosives served their intended purpose, all of the inmates contained within the prison would be released at the same time and trying to locate Adonia then would be next to impossible. Caden returned his attention to his wrist communicator and used his fingers to manipulate the three dimensional projection of the layout of the compound that appeared above it. He searched through the different wings and corridors until he found the area where a significant amount of power was diverted to. That was where Adonia would be; according to Gaius. Caden began to look for alternate routes to that location, discovering a ventilation shaft nearby that would take them in the general vicinity of the prison block. Caden motioned for Adae to join him before glancing back at the main entrance into the compound, seeing that there was dozens of hostile forces blocking it, before deactivating his lightsaber. He ran back into the open and darted towards the vent he'd seen on the holographic layout.

"This'll get us in the vicinity of the prison block. From there, we'll be out in the open. We'll have to watch each other's back while we search for her. Got it?" He didn't wait for an immediate reply as he removed the grate to the ventilation shaft and ducked inside.