Casting Off [Conclave Mission]

[Bellatrix Holt]

Coruscant

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Bellatrix now had her job to do, a vital job in order to improve the Shadow Conclave and a step to restore it back to it's natural order as the galaxy's hidden nightmare. But they needed their fleet, so thusly she was instructed along with Lucius, the slimy and excellent killer and an unknown woman, only known as August was joining her on her mission. She didn't know much about the pair, which unsettled her to no end. Her calculations were going to be unpredictable, this thusly made her stress to no end. The amount of time that it would take to accommodate their unpredictability and unknown knowledge, she would of probably been able to complete her mission without her teammates. Yet still, it required multiple bodies and no matter how much she complained to Shiro, he wasn't budging. She had to complete it with her fellow Conclave members.

They were all gathered on a small rooftop, below them was the station which had multiple enemies and people that had to be eliminated in order for them to complete their objective. She quickly pulled up her cowl and gathered her equipment, her blade, a silenced blaster and her mixed assortments of grenades to use upon those that stood in the way of Conclave, whether they knew it or not. "Lucius, August, what do you propose we should do?" She said, her monotone voice as usual asking a question to the pair.

@Vosrik @Tray Tor

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[Asteroid]

At first August was suprised when she was invited into the shadowy folds of the Conclave but now that she was standing on top of a roof in Coruscant staring at the very same carrier that she used to serve on she knew exactly why she was invited to join. Not that it mattered to her, she knew that the shadowy sudo death cult took care of their own and that was good enough for her. Her concentration was broken when Bellatrix, the cloaked woman that looked like she despised all forms of fun, asked what the plan was in her droll monotone voice. "Can you believe that I actually used to work at this same exact station in that same exact ship?" She rhetorically asked before carrying on with the rest of her sentence. "The hardest part is going to be getting into the command tower, after that I know my way around the place and can get us into the control room." ​

 

[Vosrik]

Today was the day. Lucius had nearly missed it actually, almost deciding not to get out of his welcoming bedsheets. Duty called though, plus he was getting paid.

...He was getting paid for this, right?

The Disciples had congregated on this rooftop to discuss strategy. Lucius, well he was sitting on the edge of said rooftop and letting his legs dangle precariously in the wind. A particularly pleasant feeling with the added excitement of a 300 foot drop. Underneath the deep navy hood of his outfit, the man's helmet appeared as though wisps of dust and ash streamed off of it as the wind caught it.

"You used to work here? Ah, time to pay them a visit then. It seems like there's only one real way to do our job."

Standing up from his exhilarating position and taking a moment to admire the sun, he turned to his companions. If he wasn't wearing his helmet, they would have seen a smile.

"Let's make a scene, shall we?"

With that, Lucius took a great leap off the edge of the roof. For any other being, this was utter suicide. But for the Disciples, perhaps it was the Force or simply the winds of Fate itself, but there just so happened to be a great pile of something soft at the end of this leap of faith. Exactly what it was, Lucius didn't bother to find out as he plunged into it without harm. Vaulting out of the material, the assassin caught and swung around the neck of a nearby guard. Twisting and landing on one knee, he protruded a flashbang and whipped it at the ground, watching it bounce into a group of other mercenaries. The diversion had begun.

 

[Bellatrix Holt]

Bellatrix looked at August curiously as she proposed her idea, as well as the rhetorical question that August had once spent time within the ship, which gave them a tactical advantage as well as the chance to learn more about August and to delete any info on her. She wasn't sure if the girl knew that she had to delete herself from the world like most of the Conclave members but it was probably best to not take any precautions. She then looked at Lucius, her head tilted in a curious manner as he said there was only one way to do his job. When he jumped, she cracked a wide grin before looking to August, her eyes lighting up for the first time in ages. "Time to go!" she said, a hint of a fun to her voice before she took a running start before leaping after Lucius, feeling the cold wind hitting off her as she fell, eventually landing in the same pile as Lucius and after hearing Lucius's flashbang go off, rolling out the pile, running and slicing a man, letting the blood spray from him before pulling her silenced pistol out and seamlessly firing a shot into another thug's head.

That seemed to be the end to the tiny group and she could feel another group through the force that were approaching. "4 ahead, be careful." She said, her monotone voice said quietly before ducking behind a crate.

@Tray Tor @Vosrik

 

[Asteroid]

August stayed on the roof for another moment in order to survey the best route to the command tower before she dove headfirst into the action like Bellatrix and Lucius did. Mercenaries were sparsely placed in the path between where they were and the main entrance to the tower, it wouldn't take a lot in order to overwhelm the opposition and make it inside; once they got in that would be another matter.

Seeing as how August wasn't exactly in tune with the force and would probably not survive the fall she opted to rappel down the side of the building using a grappling line. When she made it down a few mercenaries had already arrived to investigate the sound of the flashbang. August plugged one of them square in the chest with her blaster pistol leaving a smoking hole as the man slumped over before she was forced to duck behind cover as scarlet bolts of energy whizzed over her head. ​

 

[Vosrik]

They had come without warning. The level of skill these three Disciples had was second to none - Bellatrix with her tactical analysis, capable of taking a mere glance at a scene and seeing everything. August with her innate knowledge of the surroundings and engineering behind it all. Lucius with his...haphazard and dumb luck. Alarms blared as the four mercenaries reacted, alerting their superiors and reviewing the situation with their moderately well-trained eyes. Lucius catapulted himself back into the pile of materials he'd dropped into moments before, and now all three were hidden as the squad entered the scene. From cover, the agents could barely make out one of the thugs updating his commander.

"Disturbance on deck 3 near moorings 5 and 6. Moving in to investigate."

The four advanced slowly, only being able to see the bodies of their fallen comrades. Lucius peeked out from his hiding position, trying to figure out what to do next. Their most important objective was to reach the command tower and release all the moorings, and Shiro's team had almost certainly boarded the carrier by now. Activating his comms, Lucius said in a low voice to the other Disciples,

"I'll keep these fools occupied. You two get into the tower."

Leaping out from his pile, Lucius dashed away from his two associates and caught the gaze of the mercenaries. "You there, HALT!" Laserfire peppered the ground behind the runaway Disciple, and the four thugs stopped shooting to rush after him. Hopefully this would give ample opportunity for Bellatrix and August to get into the tower unimpeded, though it was clear the head merc was still up there somewhere.

 

[Bellatrix Holt]

Bellatrix watched the men out of the corner of her eye, only just able to spot the group in her vision. Then she heard Lucius's voice through her earpiece, which was bold but then again, Lucius was always cocky. Plus he was just against thugs, not skilled warriors otherwise her response would of been different. "You got it, just don't have too much fun Lucius. August, follow me." She said, her monotone voice was back again as she creeped around the crates as she saw Lucius run off in the opposite direction which was rather amusing in her eyes. She laughed lightly before creeping into the darkness and inside. She turned. pulling her blade out and carefully dispatching of a guard inside and hiding him in a cupboard. She looked at her, her eyes were now serious and cold. "You take the lead and I will follow, after all, you know it better than I do."

@Tray Tor @Vosrik

 

[Vosrik]

Lucius zigzagged in and out of cover, vaulting over crates of supplies and sliding under obstacles in his way. In the middle of a slide, he reached into a pouch and let fly an ElectrMag bolas, the triple balled weapon spiraling through the air before snagging and knocking out one of the mercenaries. Taking up a defensive position, the Conclave agent viewed the other three adversaries. They advanced slowly, letting loose a torrent of blaster fire.

Reaching up and pressing his earpiece, Lucius radioed his comrades who hopefully had finished boarding the ship. "Shiro, I could use some help down here."

One of the thugs sprinted to his position while the other two gave supporting cover fire. Stopping at Lucius' position, he levelled his rifle at the assassin and began to speak. Lucius didn't let him finish, sweeping both of his opponent's legs out and stabbing his throat before he even hit the ground. Two down, two to go.

@Shalken​

 

[Cainhurst Crow]

Knives, Swords, everyone liked to fight so up close and personally on missions like these. But this was nothing personal really, just a bit of business to make sure their contracts were properly fulfilled. Nassana Espara held her two Thunderbuster blasters as she walked along the hall, her blue eyes scanning for movement as she flickered between targets with her guns. She fired at one, one shot striking his throat as the other penetrated his chest, using two blaster bolts for each target to make sure they were dead. The Hapan didn't want to take any real chances while on this mission, not when she was trying to simply get a good feel for this organization and its cause.

"Do you think we've been loud enough for these mercs?" She asked casually as she ducked behind a support beam, some blaster bolts heading her way before she poked out and fired 3 shots, managing to hit her attacker while he peaked out to fire at her. Her coat and hat were secured in place, to keep from blowing off in the winds or fly off during combat as she looked to her fellow distractions, "We haven't even set off any explosives yet."

@Vosrik

 

[Vosrik]

Lucius acknowledged the newcomer with little more than a grunt. Usually he didn't appreciate the clumsiness of blasters - they lacked the art an finesse of a blade. To each their own, he supposed.

"Our directive was to distract them and release the moorings, not —" he paused for a moment, struck by his companion's simple solution and his own lack of ingenuity. Lucius' tinkling laugh echoed through the comms followed by a silky response.

"Of course, how foolish of me! Take out the three closest to you, if would be so kind."

Gripping his DGL, Lucius slid on the metal ground and activated both ends. While one gripped the floor behind him, the other embedded itself into one of the mercenaries who staggered back with the impact. With another squeeze, the man was reeled into Lucius' wristblade in an instant. The final man shouted and rushed to the assassin, unloading his weapon in a fury. Using the dead merc as a meatshield, Lucius activated his footblade and punctured the fast-acting poison into the unsuspecting assailant. With a thud, the Disciple was free to deal with the three moorings closest to him.

@Cainhurst Crow @Shalken​

 

[Cainhurst Crow]

Nassana didn't respond on the comms, however, she reached to her waist and pulled out a second Thunderbuster as she took in a breath. She broke from cover and aimed her pistols, firing out at movement for a moment and not seeing people, just blurs that she could know were a threat. She got 3 shots out when she saw that her partner was taking car of the men, her shots hitting some of those he already killed as they were falling, and she smirked as she went off to deal with the moorings.

She walked over towards one of the moorings, far from her partner on the side of the dock as she walked over. She looked it over, giving a few nods before she aimed her blaster pistols and started firing at the couplings. The blasts peppered the locks, and with a shower of sparks as metal fused and circuits shorted out, the moor disconnected and fell as she gave a smile. As she did, she heard something before of her, the sound of metal scrapping against metal as she turned around and let out a shot with her blaster.

The man on the ground let out a grunt of pain as the bolt hit his shoulder, a spray of blaster fire going up and wide as he stared up at the blond woman, watching her walk closer and closer.

"D...amn...you..." The man said as he tried to aim his blaster towards her, his aim shaking as he lay in a puddle of blood, apparently having been injured but not killed, "You...kill you...y...you hear me?" He said, gritting his teeth stained red with blood coming up his gullet and eyes burning with hate as he managed to point his gun at the woman, one of the people who had come here causing them so much trouble, "I'll...KILL...YOU..." The man was breathing shallow yet heavy breaths, trying to keep himself conscious as he worked to aim his gun.

Nassana shot his hand, the man screaming as the gun went limp in his grasp, and she reached down and picked up the gun. She looked it over, seeing the make and model as she spoke, "GN-808 Blaster Carbine...Seems like a good gun..." She said as she looked down towards the man, his eyes staring at her with fear and anger as she pointed it towards the man, "Let's see how good this baby is at close range."

The blaster fire was quick, the fire rate superb, and Nassana smiled wide as she saw the speed it brought. She held up the gun to look it over, seeing a small engraving on the side of her gun and shrugging as she did, "Looks like someone got me an early life-day present. How nice, whatever your name is. You have my gratitude."

Nassana gave a mock salute to the corpse before she turned around and walked off towards the other moorings, leaving the now dead man behind without a second glance, her new weapon in tow.

@Vosrik

 

[Vosrik]

Despite the broadcast message from the bridge of the Carrier, none of the mercenaries inside the control tower seemed to want to budge, even in the face of defeat and even death.

"Wow, looks like credits can buy stupidity!" exclaimed Lucius as he jaunted his way to the nearest mooring clamp and inspected it. Expertly made, thick durasteel, and not something that looked like it would come off with the few explosives he had on hand. Lucius stood up and looked back at the control tower window, pointing at the mooring and waving his hands around in an awkward attempt to get them to release it. Clearly it wasn't working as nothing changed. Ah well, it was worth a shot.

Lucius reached into the folds of his armour, pulling out one of his truly most treasured possessions: Drangleic, his gorgeously engraved lightsaber. Igniting it, he sank the blade into the metal. Despite the thickness of the durasteel, it was clearly no match for the coursing energies of a kyber crystal. Not even a minute later and the cable was free. Two more to go on his side, unless those idiots on the control tower wisened up. Hopefully Nassana was having just as much luck as he was.

@Cainhurst Crow

 

[Cainhurst Crow]

Nassana found her route to the next cable much easier to traverse with her new weapon in tow, the Gunsprayer making an effective weapon as she walked up towards one of the men who layed on the ground, and pumped a few rounds into them. It felt odd to be fighting men of all people, seeing so many of them being thrown out like cannon fodder when in her homeworld, they were treated as such special commodities. It made her fell a bit uneasy, truth be told. She always believed woman and men should be able to do the same thing, but seeing a reality where the paradigm was so heavily shifted and realized was still off-putting.

Not to mention disappointing. Of the crowd who had come to stop them, a majority had been male. The females hadn't been much in the looks department either, and it made nassana a bit saddened as she double tapped another potential survivor. "At least if we were back home, the view of the enemy would be a more pleasant one..." She commented to herself as she looked at yet another buff man and scowled, "Or at the least, there'd be someone hot and skinny to look at, instead of big, and buff..." She said the last term with a bit of disgust to it, finding that version of the male body to be not that attractive when compared to the obviously superior slender body types of those back home.

"Still, at least they act like how a proper man should act. That's a bit hot, in itself..." She admitted as she found the next mooring. She aimed the gunsprayer and let it go on auto, blasting away at the cable until it snapped off. This thing was quickly becoming her favorite gun out of the whole bunch, and it was a nice and light one too, feeling perfect in her arms.

 

[Vosrik]

Lucius looked back at the control tower, barely making out a small huddle of mercs watching him and Nassana making short work of the moorings. He strode up to the next one, holding his arms out tauntingly before plunging the blade into the metal. A blaster shot rang out through the air, barely missing the Disciple's head and leaving a scorched mark on the ground. A quick glance told Lucius all he needed to know — they'd procured a sniper rifle and wanted to make this as difficult as they could.

"Oh how petty," he muttered, raising Drangleic vertically to block the next shot directly back at the mercenary. Headshot. Lucius chuckled and continued his work on the mooring, cutting it completely loose.

"Reclusiarch, you may launch the forward thrusters. If it doesn't pull apart the last moorings then —" Lucius was interrupted by another close miss to his foot. Spinning around, he saw someone had picked up the rifle and kept trying to stop him. "H...how dumb are they?" he exclaimed incredulously, unclipping a thermal detonator and enhancing his strength to launch it into the tower's window. The following explosion was all he needed to hear.

Lucius opened up his comms again while cutting through the very last cable on his side of the dock. "White Lion, I hope you've had as much fun as I've had. Time to take off."

 

[Cainhurst Crow]

The sound of the shot had prompted Nassana to duck as the threat of a sniper and losing ones head became evident. She peaked her head over a railing to see the sniper fire their shot towards a direction she couldn't see, and then see the bolt seemingly go the exact opposite direction and hit the man, killing him. Her pale face paled a bit more as she saw that, her eyes wide as she witnessed the dangers of a force sensitive and their weapon when directed towards others.

"That's absolutely terrifying...." She mummered to herself as she held her new gun at the ready, her partners choice of weapon no longer seeming fool-hearty. Indeed, she had assumed he was just trying to prove himself by using a melee weapon in a ranged battle, and at the same time, mostly shrugged off the stories her grandparents told of the infamous jedi, and their ability to decimate whole armies and their blaster proof skin as folk legends.

"I guess people who weren't there to see it first hand might assume someone like that was blaster proof. Sending a bolt back at the shooter, that's just vile..." She said to herself as she saw a second person come to pick up the rifle, she ducked low, watching him as he seemed to line up another shot and fire. This time, something was thrown at a high speed, something that caught the sun, and she only realized what it was when it exploded into a fiery ball.

"That was like, a country mile away. What kind of genetic freak does this force thing make a person!?" Nassana questioned as she watched the explosion take the life of the people there, and the rifle, and couldn't help but think for a moment, crunching some numbers and doing some math in her mind. 'So there's a whole empire of people who can do that, and a whole army of people who can do that, all trying to kill one another. And Im here with a gun that shoots fast and some dashing good looks...'

She frowned as she thought that, looking to the gunsprayer she snagged and thought it over, 'Im going to need some better hardware if I take a contract against one of these monsters.' Her thoughts were interrupted by said monster contacting her, Nassana getting on her comms as she spoke, "This is white lion. I got myself a new toy out of this, an early life day present to myself." She said, her voice having a cheery peep to it as she spoke, resolving that this guy on their side was better then this guy against their side, and leaving it at that.