Pirates Life For Me

[Kalanda Tishire]

Location: Yinchorr, enroute to planetside.


Kalanda fiddled with her lightsaber, eager for this ordeal to get underway. The shuttle shook as it began it's descent, the speeder bikes that took up much of the cargo hold weren't exactly quiet either as the bikes clanked together; nothing serious, but it was a little annoying. She glanced to Markov, unsure of what to say. He was alright, they had that little date night not too long ago, but still....she didn't like him that way. In fact she never liked any guy that way, maybe she was just too picky? She wasn't sure. What she was sure about, was she wanted to get rid of these pirates and make Mid proud of her.

Maybe Markov would impress her, maybe not. She didn't know. It was whatever. "I've never been here before, but from what I'm seeing from the view screen this planet probably sucks." It wasn't much, but it was all she had. The navigation computer started yelling at her, so she hit that button that makes it stop doing that just like she read in that book thing. Thankfully that didn't eject them out of the shuttle, so it was going alright. "So, you know what we're doing right?" She asked, not wanting to back to that date. She really hoped he wouldn't ask. She had them on approach to the outskirts of the pirate's coordinates. They'd be safe for the most part, have plenty of time to mount up and pay them a visit.

@ByakuyaXVTogami @KinkyPrawn (If you want to jump in feel free)

 

[Darth Perilius]

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Markov Aletaus had volunteered himself to be assigned to the mission involving the desolate planet known as Yinchorr: a planet known for constant pirate raids and high levels of crime. Markov had prepared for the occasion by donning his usual gear of lightsabers, pistols, and his masked armor. His partner in this mission, who’s also the mission leader, Kalanda, had sat by him and made remarks about the conditions. Markov had mixed opinions about her at this point: socially, he had taken a fancy for her, but so far on a bureaucratic level, Markov knew he’d need to prevent recklessness and foolishness on the job. As they edged closer to the planet, he listened and responded to her questions,

“Yinchorr is a planet not to be trifled with. The native Yinchorris are crafty force-sensitives of a warrior culture, and will use their abilities to both manipulate and kill you...” Markov began, attempting to brief Kalanda in his plan.

“My experience with Yinchorris have shown that they fight with nearly Mandolorian levels of willpower and they will rarely surrender. However, they’re lousy with tactics, so that’s what we should take advantage of..”

And that’s exactly what Markov was planning to do.

Markov observed the outside as the shipped arrived at the coordinates: a decent distance away from the fortress they are to attack. The hatch of the transport ship opened as Markov stood up, and made a beeline for the outside. Using his time, he made a quick observation of the geographical landscape of the fortress as well as the fortress’ design. “The pirate fortress has a pretty poor design. They have a front entrance but there’s many other side entrances with not much guarding them. I suggest we shall take the least controlled one inside and backstab each one by one..” he called as he went back inside to wait for his partner.

@Algarus

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

Kalanda felt a bit of relief as the man only went into talking about the mission, thankfully he didn't bring up the date. She glanced over to the crusader, as he was going on about what he knew about the world. It was interesting that he knew so much, but he was probably trying to impress her. "You know alot about them, where do you get your information from?" Kalanda asked, curious as to where Markov had learned about this. From what he said, it seemed the pirates she had thought who would be easily taken out wouldn't be so easily dismissed.

Setting down the ship, Kalanda rose and watched her partner prepare himself, as the back ramp of the shuttle dropped down, exposing the pair to the barren landscape outside. Markov disappeared outside, taking note of the structure or something, before coming back in and reporting what he found. Kalanda was in the process of pulling her speeder outside, as she looked to Markov as he rattled off his analysis. "Well, that would make this far easier." Kalanda muttered, getting on her speeder and trying to remember how to turn the thing on.

@ByakuyaXVTogami

 

[Darth Perilius]

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Markov’s observations of the outside and consensus of the people they were dealing proved the mission to be easier and harder in certain areas of it: the two Sith will need to be able to fight while being able to outsmart them would be easy. The Crusader was extremely serious with missions and will focus almost entirely on them, as shown by his lack of showing personal interest with Kalanda. She questioned his sources for his contextual knowledge and he delivered,”I both have seen them while traveling and also have researched in the archives before even boarding this ship...” he stated as he descended the ramp once again.

Whenever he reached the outside, his comrade had prepared speeders to make quick work of the distance to the fortress. He’d climb onto the speeder and lead the way to the entrance he found the easiest path to the base’s destruction. As they approached the fortress, the guards at first took little to no notice of the pair, but one or two gave confused glances as if they saw something, but they didn’t set an aggressive alarm, rather just communicated to the others to be prepared.

The two approached an entrance with a roof and only one guard patrolling its entrance, who immediately assumed a battle stance whenever Markov got off his speeder and flicked his main lightsaber into his left hand. “Piracy is illegal in the Empire, and this planet is now a protectorate of our Empire..” he stated as he ignited his lightsaber, the red glowing faintly in the sun. Before the Yincorrian could yell for an alarm from the inside, Markov had flicked his right hand to shut the doors and he made sure to isolate the fool as much as he could in order to prevent him from calling his buddies. While Kalanda would probably be stepping off, he made quick work to disarm the guard of his weapon and put him on the floor with Markov’s saber at the neck.


@Algarus

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

"Hm, so I see." Kalanda muttered, curious that the Crusader knew so much about a world she had hardly heard of. Thankfully he seemed to have put their night behind them, which she was all to happy to do. Markov didn't have anything else to say to her, as he climbed onto a speeder and prepared to launch it, leaving Kalanda behind as the woman had to mount onto the speeder to catch up. Grumbling as she mounted up, Kalanda activated the speeder and would follow behind Markov to the best of her ability, though with how bad she was at operating speeders, she wasn't going to be able to catch up. As they neared the entrance, she was curious how Markov planned on addressing the plan of attack, when it made it rather clear what his plan was. Straight and to the point, she liked it.

True enough, Kalanda had just finished getting off her speeder when Markov finished off his foe. "Well then, I suppose we should get to work, no?" She asked, drawing her lightsaber as well. He was effective, she would give him that, but definitely not here type; if she even had a type. Kalanda watched as Markov took out another man, then made her move as she waited by the door way for another man to come walking through, before igniting her saber into his back as he passed by. With that, the outside sentries were cleared away. Kalanda looked to Markov, gesturing for him to lead the way, clearly he knew more about the situation than herself; as much as that pained her. "Your blade work is efficient, what style is it that you practice?" She asked, walking in stride behind Markov, as they had some wetwork to be done.

@ByakuyaXVTogami

 

[Darth Perilius]

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The Sith Lord began to make his beeline for the interior as he companion now ignited her own lightsaber, ending another foe. These guards were very brute like, with little to no thought in their actions; they were basically human spears as he predicted. The two walked into the interior of the fortress as the dimly lit corridors filled with silence at first. Perilius had began taking paths in the hallways that would assumingly reach the atrium of the Fortress. Eventually, he stopped in the hallway as he saw an entrance into an outside area of the fortress, so he took the time to answer the question that chimed in his head.

"To answer your question, I practice mainly Ataru, but I also now supplement it with Shien..." he said as he observed the outside area:

The area was open, with multiple stairs beside walls that would contain multiple unaware guards patrolling the interior. Those guards patrolled with a gruff attitude as Perilius waited for a moment before he noted the bad engineering of the fortress. Walls were poorly built, bricks were missing, there wasn't areas to sound alarms, and there was no specialized guards. Smirking a little, he tapped into the force as he began to pull a keystone brick from one of the bridge walls. In a joking way, he held his fingers up as he counted down as it was removed, and when he hit zero, that side of the bridge collapsed below as the collapse of the bridge brought up a storm of dust, angrily confusing the guards as they tried to find the source of the destruction and their fallen comrades. Snickering a little, the Lord headed for a staircase to his left as the guards finally noticed him and the Yinncoris began to yell in their native language.

"Ispte Sirth Eramu! Veniru adeo! yia Rolk magnur!!" one yelled as another Yincorri ran inside to sound an alarm. The Fortress was finally waking up.

@Algarus

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

Kalanda was ready to get to attacking now, but it seemed that Markov was just dedicated to clearing this out himself. She couldn't fault him for that, these were pirates after all, no need to hold back. "Ah, curious. I'm more of a Juyo practitioner myself." She commented, though she did little to intervene as Markov diced his foes to pieces. Then she realized the man was just trying to have fun, as he dissected the poorly made structure of the pirates fort, letting parts of it crumble down onto the pirates who were unfortunate enough to be standing under the bridge in question. Of course, Markov giggled like a child and ran towards the stairs, leaving Kalanda standing there with a rather irate expression.

She merely shook her head, letting him run off and do his thing. She would stand here and fight. Her senses warned her of a pair of guards moving up behind her, as she turned and brought her lightsaber to bare, moving towards the two men. The pair had hardly had time to notice her, before being sliced apart by her blade work. She could hear several more men shouting from around her, their voices echoing up the stairs. This was going to be rather annoying, she'd have to actually try now.

@ByakuyaXVTogami (@Castellus might be joining as well)

 

[Taran]

He felt it.

For a while now, sitting in his cell he felt the two gnawing presences crawling like predators at the edge of this fortress' domain. It brought an edge of excitement, finally, someone has come. The amaran shifted in his folded meditation in the cell. This rotting excuse of a defensive castle would be easy to escape, but there was a far better excuse to stay; listening to pirates in their greed and banters, talking across to clans and manoeuvring their attacks. He've studied on these reptiles, their mental fortitude natural and persuasion of the Force in his idle prodding was telling.

A sharpened 'pen' of a tiny piece of telekinesis-carved durasteel was busy carving into the wall to add his month-long notes in Sith language, all of it for this one moment. Halting at the distant sound of a structure falling. A bridge?

Inhaling, Taran rolled his large ears and expressed out with the Force. It was a short expand before he immediately recoiled at the presences strong in the Dark Side. A quick smile twitched on his black lips. "It is time." He mused with a scholarly sigh. The white irises flickering along with his notes in a double-take, memorizing before holding the pen between his fingers. With the pen, the Amaran scratched his jaw and turned to the cell-bars. The posted guard was shifting nervously at the hoots and hollers to his fellows. The Sith acolyte has been hiding his abilities since capture, easily mistaken for the slave he was in his ship. His master died in the crash, body incinerated on the landing. That was the story.

Now, with a finger lifted with his pen balanced along with the claw. A soft click of tongue catching the Yinchorri's attention before the pen hurtled into a black dart puncturing through eye and brain. The scream meant to escape his vocals silenced by an invisible python squeeze while the pen in the brain matter spun, turning a beautiful nexus of mind into mush. The body throttling and spasming like a puppet worked by a child before seizing, Taran tilted his head and finger crooking. A twitch yanking the cadaver over close enough for his small, deft hand to take the pistol hanging off the hip.

Like the rest of this loathsome gang, it was robust yet primitive. Doable but he would prefer something more elegant. His lightsaber was due missed. Nevermind the weapon was big.

Unlocking the cell, stepping aside as the body dropped into the pit that has been his home for a while. He'll almost miss it. Glancing back, the acolyte obliterated his notes into dust before stepping out with the keys. Another guard was just coming in before finding a blaster hole punching into his throat, the seething hiss of cauterized hide and surprising life failing in the falling body's eyes. Death nothing to a small herald of its coming.

@ByakuyaXVTogami

 

[Darth Perilius]

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The Sith Lord had began his childish flurry throughout the now falling apart facility. The alarms finally began to rang as Yinchorri finally prepared for battle. Immediately, a pair attacked him as he overwhelmed and sliced their throats with great ease, beginning to cause damage to more of the structure of the fortress. He was having the time of his life being able to set his energy and fury out for once like a child at recess.

The populace of the guards began to increase the more he traversed the upper floor of the fortress, with the Sith Lord going for attacking higher ranking officers and attempting to make their ends as shameful to themselves as possible. Perilius didn’t care about their innocence, he only cared about making an example that piracy wasn’t forbidden in the Sith.

However, he returned to the center exterior of the fortress in order to meet with his comrades and gather up the remaining guards to capture or execute; they’ll decide. A group of officers had entered the courtyard with their weapons drawn, looking more furious than any of the Yinchorri he had seen but also seemed to be different. Perhaps this would be more interesting after all rather than a stockade slaughter.


@Algarus @Castellus

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

Kalanda merely stood there, sighing at the fact that she had so much work still to do. Calling upon the force, she drew upon herself, and would bring the archways down to the heads of her attackers, trapping them in the stairwells, feeling their life force blinking out one at a time. Childsplay. Having dealt with an attack from the rear, she turned to track down where Markov had gone to, but she didn't have to go far before hearing the sounds of battle down the stairs. Following the noise, she found he was trying to destroy the internal structure of fort.

She let out a small sigh, why did men have to take the brute force method, though he soon moved to meet her. "Have your fill of fun yet?" She asked, her tone indicating she was only a tad annoyed with his antics. Though she glanced down to see that a pair of more elite pirates were making their way into the courtyard, they actually seemed to be something akin to threatening. "Do you want to kill them, or should I?" She asked, taking a grenade from her belt and showing it to Markov. "I'm game for either."

@ByakuyaXVTogami

 

[Taran]

The alarms provided such an adequate distraction, the Sith Acolyte prowling through the aged halls of this shambling excuse of a fortress. Not the finest den of pirates, but it hid well enough in plain sight when an Empire of Sith wasn't hunting them down. Waiting until the latest pack of these lizardmen ran back, clicking their guttural tongue about the new threat, Taran slipped into the armoury before its doors could close.

Inside, the quartermaster was trying to make orderly awareness to the equipment still left. Nevermind the treasures of their little prisoner; the elegantly designed blaster pistol once belonging Taran's steward and crash-beaten uniform that was truly his marauder armour.

Seeing those dirty claws touch his weapon again, the Amaran sneered before curling his fingers into a fast noose around the Yinchorri's neck. His thick throat visibly squeezed and bobbled at the suddenly python's coil, constricting and pulling him up and off his kicking feet. Claws reaching for the strangling sensation, eyes wildly looking for the cause. Vocals could barely gurgle out but Taran already knew what he was going to say.

"Yes,' he hummed, throwing the clumsy pistol he used up to this point. "Me. Thank you for the pleasant time since saving me."

The Amaran walked along, mentally manuevering the heaving reptile before glancing at the pistol in that meaty hand. "Like it?" Taran asks, lifting his other hand with a quiver of mental fortitude. The vibration of telekinetic force taking the arm and turning the Yinchorri into his personal meat puppet. The arm trying to fight him, resisting but the Sith was stronger. Just enough, inching the weapon until its barrel pointed at his skull. The look of abhorrent fear was just too delicious to not savour.

"I do too."

With a twitch of his own finger, the trigger was pulled.

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In all the chaos, it gave the Amaran an apt time-frame to get back into his gear and unlocked a small locked brace that the clumsy aliens still didn't break through. Fortunately, it held his shoto. The weapon was long-missed and to grasp around its tuk'ata leathered hilt, there was a sweet connection that made him complete. The moment was short and in moments, Taran allowed his presence to extend like a cold crawl of the Dark Side while intercepting a late pack of enforcers.

Their eyes flickered at the confusion of this short black figure clad under visored mask and the gleam of armour before it became a blur armed with the whirling cleave of a scarlet saber!

@ByakuyaXVTogami @Algarus

 

[Darth Perilius]

Darth Perilius had stood in the center of the courtyard, waiting for the more elite Yincorri to approach him. As he held his lightsaber with his patience beginning to wane, he heard the call of Kalanda and her approach. She'd show a grenade and ask for a turn at the fun. Smirking beneath his mask,"Let's have you have your turn!" he said gleefully as he held his saber. The Yincorri would be screaming as they prepared to attack, but their sheer tactical stupidity made it hard for them to communicate a simultaneous assault.

If Kalanda was going to pull the pin and throw he'd watch the explosion in glee as the last of the Yincorris were dealt with. On the other side, he'd behead one coming from behind as he recited the mantra of the entire mission. "Pirates are illegal; now you've seen the consequence"

The facility must've been wiped clean of its owners by now. Either by their own hands or by fleeing to seek shelter. He deignited his saber as he waited for his comrade to leave with him.


@Algarus @Castellus

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

Kalanda sighed at the man in front of her. Why was he acting like this? So untamed and wild, Markov seemed to be acting rather unusual now. Maybe he was just relishing the blood lust. Scowling, Kalanda noticed the pirates were gearing up to attack, and beat the men to the punch. She pulled the pin and set the grenade to impact, before force throwing it into the center of the group. It detonated, triggering a storm of blood, body parts, and corpses. It was rather unsettling, but beautiful in it's own right, so many dead in such a few precious seconds. Of course Markov ruined the moment by....saying something that was rather obvious. Kalanda only shook her head, sighing as this whole ordeal was rather anti climatic. "Seems our work here is done." Kalanda commented, before sensing another force presence. Reaching out, she could sense the presence of another Sith warrior in the process of slaughtering some pirate enforcers. "It seems we have another passenger for the ride back." Kalanda would wave Markov on, she didn't need an escort. "Get the shuttle ready for take off. I need to get a look at the new guy." All in all, this hadn't gone too bad. This planet would make for a good outpost against the enemies of the order.

@Castellus @ByakuyaXVTogami

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