Open Dantooine Can't Stop, Addicted to the Shin-Dig

[Renjin Grogma]

Star Destroyer, Sith Space outside of Dantooine, 1313 Hours

OOC: Death Enabled

Flying around in Dantooine's orbit were many different destroyers. Many would see it as a deathwish, but to Renjin.. it was opportunity. After weeks of watching their patrol patterns and when a ship could be found isolated enough to get an attack off and steal it before other ships arrive. It won't be easy and there's always the chance an actual Sith is there. It was a risk that they would have to make to get the Empire to take the Resistance seriously.

Renjin had been placed in charge of a cell and was ready to lead them to victory in this attack. The Shistavanen would be clad in armor ready to storm the hangar as soon as they land. Riding in their ships, they'd have the best cloaking devices they get before this mission and make their way towards the destroyer. Unfortunately things didn't go to plan as the tractor beams would begin pulling the ships in, the cloaks must have been faulty. That's what Renjin gets for believing the word of a lowlife syndicates member. Biggest waste of credits he ever made.

"Well bois, lookin like we're gonna go in guns a-blazing. Best get ready cause the onslaught begins soon."

Making sure he had his SP-C10 Blaster Carbine prepped and ready he aimed his weapon towards the door waiting for it to open. Once the ship was docked, the doors began to open up. Come to his surprise there weren't any blaster fire just yet. Looking around to his cell he would shrug his shoulders slightly before continuing,

"Alright Hellhounds. Time to get to work."

He would simply nod to the open door as he made his way onto the Star Destroyer. No doubt they were coming to kill the boarding party, so the Grogma Squad would have to move quickly.

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[Darth Raze]

Dantooine was far more fortified than most Imperial planets due the inexplicable obsession the Jedi had with attempting to reclaim it. The planet was entrenched deep within Sith space, and yet it constantly saw resistance and Jedi activity. At this point even the local civilians weren’t affiliated with the constant riots that broke out. The Dark Lord of the Sith frequently cycled through various different ships and planets to monitor operations, usually hitting the fortified areas the most.

As soon as he was informed that a ship was being beamed up after it was abruptly spotted, Raze decided to go investigate the matter himself. Mechanics working in the hangar were advised to clear the area as Raze and two Imperials approached. The boarding party would be met with no real resistance at the beginning.

Before they could fully enter the ship, the doors hissed opened directly in front of them. Instead of Imperials, they were treated to the sight of the Dark Lord of the Sith himself. The man stood tall and silent, staring directly at the group. The visor of the Sith was fixed on the Shistavanen up front, who he assumed to be the leader.

No words were said, but every single soldier that accompanied the rebel leader was suddenly lifted into the air all around him. There was a collective, audible and sick crunch as all of their necks bent and twisted in awkward angles before they all landed on the floor with a thud. Only the Shistavanen was left standing amidst the bodies of his comrades.

The Dark Lord did nothing more, quietly staring at the man to observe his next move.

@Scoobert

 

[Renjin Grogma]

As they made their way to the entry port to the ship, Renjin looked to his soldiers. They were all finally ready for this. So much training, so many hours a day, so many days a week. They were ready for this. The Hellhounds stacked up on the door on both sides of the hall, then as the door opened up, they filed in. Noticing a tall eerie figure before them, they all stopped. The warmth of the ship turned into chilling coldness. Their nerves jittering, and the coldness almost breathtaking.

As they had arrived Renjin only felt anger through it all, preparing for a battle he began to let out his continuous deep growl. "Grrrgrrgrrrgrr" He recognized the Sith.. It was Darth Raze. The son of a bitch that killed his parents on the planet just below them. He had his growl begin to get more aggressive. That was of course until the menacing man before them had lifted all of his squad onto the ceiling. The individual cracks of their necks, and whatever other bones filled Renjin's ears.. his growl immediately stopping. There was shock within him. How could he have done that so quickly?

The bodies had all fallen to the ground around him.. taking his gaze off the Sith Lord to see what had become of his brethren, he whinced in emotional pain. The cries he made were whimpers as he had just lost so many people close to him.. Spade, Ozzy, Gale, Hans, Laney, Jora.. the others were new but still meant a lot to him. He was meant to protect these guys and girls. Some had kids.. Renjin spent holidays with them, his two pups played with their children.. They were family. And gone within the blink of an eye...

His whimpering continued, as he backed away from Raze. His tail tucked between his legs.. He had his eyes on the Sith Lord. The armor had been melted into his brain once again as he lost more family to the man who killed his parents. As he back away he tripped over the body of one of his troops and looked down, a tear fell down his face. How could he have known this would happen? He promised their families they were under good hands. Silently he would let out as a final word to his fallen brothers and sisters.. "I'm so sorry.. I'm-I'm so sorry..."

With that he got up as quick as he could and made a run for the ship. He had to find a way to override the beam. He had to get home.. he couldn't let Roscoe and Roxie grow up without a father.. As he made it to the ship he would begin looking for anyway to override the controls and get the fuck out of here.

@Sreeya

/exit attempt

 

[Tacovean Delminar]

Spoiler: Music IC

“Can’t stop, addicted to the shindig!
Chop Top, he says I’m gonna win big!”

Sings one Tacovean.
He was late yet again.
A bit of a…dumbhead…
Here just on a whim, really.
Wasn’t so experienced at this.
He really wasn’t thinking clearly.
No…this wasn’t on his bucket list.
Late because…bathroom business.
Thus queue the entrance of that Sith.
Kid was kinda clueless when it comes
To spaceship toilets and the Resistance.

All that said, he's a Jedi yet.
I mean…a guy is still an idiot.
But, thanks to one guy, Eblon.
Saved Tacovean from…Kayden.
That Twi’lek became a Padawan.

Entering corridor, he looks at floor.
A earbud does tumble from an ear.

“OHHH”
“…”
“…”
“…”
“…”
“???”
“CRAP”

That was for a grand fact...
Dark Helmet—looked mad.

“H-Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii it's uh 7:05!"
Glad that he peed already.
Would now pee on a knee.
"Y-You asked for the time.”
Looks left and looks right.
“I…uhhh…h-hey gig buy!”
A Taco takes a giant gulp.
Might be turned into pulp.

Then...he remembers...him...
Not Zerath, not just, but Sith!
Like twilight, Twi'lek's wrist flicks!
Young man—something in hand!
“I’m not s-scared of you s-sir!”
He didn’t believe it himself.
Raze? Probably not as well.
Likely not fooling that helm.
Well…far as Taco could tell.
“Y…You…YOU MUST DIE”

A Jedi has a lightsaber!
Oh yes, even this Padawan!
Trembling gaze at Darth Vader!
Ignites his blade—an orange one!

“I WILL FIGHT YOU”

A terrified Taco exhales.
While stepping backwards.
And away from that one Raze.
His would-be attacker and bane.
One may...O so indubitably say.
But a Jedi might try and fight.
Even if that one Twi’lek will die.

@Scoobert @Sreeya

 

[Darth Raze]

The Dark Lord made no moves after the Shistavanen when he began to turn tail and run. It wasn’t Raze’s style to give chase. However, the sudden appearance of the Jedi twi’lek was a curious surprise. He was alerted when one of the Imperials flanking him immediately drew a weapon on him. The Sith Lord spoke into the shared comms, “Briefly drop hangar ray shield,” He stated curtly.

Without warning, the Force coiled into the twi’lek’s lekku. Raze compressed hard enough to where the agony and pain of it would be overwhelming for the man. The Dark Lord said nothing as he yanked the Jedi and cast him harshly towards the open exit of the hangar where the shields had dropped. The force of the throw extended to all the dead Resistance fighters that littered the hangar. As a result, both the twi’lek and all the fighters flew directly out of the hangar and into the vacuum of space. The shield came up again at once.

When the Shistavanen flew out into space again, he would be greeted to the sight of his fellow soldiers floating serenely through space. He would have to dodge their bodies to fly out as he watched them freeze over and begin to look far more twisted in appearance. The Dark Lord watched in calm silence before deciding that was enough for one day.

“Return to work,” He calmly ordered everyone as he turned to walk to the bridge without a second look back.

@Scoobert @Die Shize

 

[Tacovean Delminar]

Spoiler: Music OOC

The Twi’lek’s scream—deafening thing.
This one Twi’lek’s was—Taco’s—at least.
From nowhere, the Force grips the head.
Like scissors on lekku—soon to be..dead.

There is no slow motion to this death.
Time moves still—is not at a standstill.
Lungs are crushing—painful is a breath.
Skyler all over again—hollow is the chest.

It is an odd thing—kind of silly—really.
As Tacovean Delminar takes his leave.
In those instants—he can still…breathe.
Dying—weak—Taco’s slowed heartbeat.

If he had the time and could afford it.
He would not blame his murderer…
Taco does not hate—not even Sith.
No time for it—not earlier or later…

His killer? None other than Darth Raze.
A Sith in a dark helmet—ender of days.
This is Sith business—pain and rage.
Sith are twisted—of dark side made.

The Jedi…this Jedi did try.
He tried—he tried to fight.
But even Taco cannot fly.
Floaty limbs’ good night.

Our Twi’lek…surrounded.
In the cold naked space.
Bodies are around him.
On each a frozen face.

Arms and legs—floating.
Open eyes; his are green.
Fading light—but starlight!
The expanse is…an ocean.

Dad… Mom…
I’m…I’m gone.

The pain is gone!
He moves along!
A kid’s lips split!
In his final song!

"To the execution dock.”
I have come.
Till I go.
“To the execution block.”
For to sail.
I was sick and nigh to death.
But I vow with my every breath.
“For go with wisdom ways when I sail…”

But the last word barely takes flight.
Pale whisper, empty echo…the eyes.
Taco is dying…but…he is not crying…
His skin breaks on the surface—veins.

There is no pain.
As stars do wait.
A Twi’lek’s…fate.
Eyes—dark gaze!

A hand clutches a lightsaber hilt.
It was built for him—orange blade.
A hand clutches some other thing.
It is…also his…yes…his comlink…

Fingers are loose in their lifeless grip.
Orange digit’s time enough to tap buttons.
A kind of…dying light’s goodbye—beacons.
A Jedi Padawan, he was to be and he still is!

Meanwhile…comlink is sending—it dials.
Messages in the night…yes…’tween stars.
Or just an emergency beacon if he is too far.
In seconds, in minutes, broadcast over miles.

Quin Leonkri
Taco’s fading light, he would receive.
Armen Westyll
Taco’s waning life, would receive still.
Zerath Eblon
The Knight who saved him…gone…

Tacovean Delminar was his name.
Life and death—both were his fate.
Light side of the Force doesn’t turn off!
The Jedi survive…even if Taco is…lost…

[EXIT TACO]

@Scoobert @Sreeya