[Rebel Mission] Trade on the Corellian Run

[CaptainWolfgang]

"Well that's even more than less than unhelpful." Kalo said cynically to Zeerya. He took a single step forward and looked at her imposingly. "But I'm not afraid of your witch tricks. Your dependence on a master makes you weaker, you know. Trust a former slave when I say that a taste of freedom is worth a lifetime of servitude. And as long as Snegge holds your leash this tight, even if you loved her, you'd never be your own master. Plus, I doubt you could kill me right now if you wanted to. And I know you want to-- most women who stand this close to me want to bed or kill me by now. And you don't seem like the snuggling type." he paused his speech to raise a flirtatious eyebrow and smile. "So run back to your Master. I have work to do."

All of that was of course, a carefully worded plan. A Sith that Kalo once served had told him something similar many years ago, and it gave him a stirring for freedom, but his goal wasn't to make Zeerya betray Snegge. He needed to get her to leave without showing weakness. The flirting might have been a bit unnecessary, but he was confident that Zeerya would return to Snegge out of spite of Kalo by now.

That, or she'd take up his offer and try to kill him. If it was going to happen anywhere, might as well be within earshot of Botan and far away from Snegge.

 

[blstrgmr]

Prospero simply waved a hand over to his spare gear bag. "You don't need it. But if you get spaced in transition, have fun without it."

 

[Richie B.]

Jaleer guessed that putting on the armor so he could breath is space, got the outfit and headed into a isolated part of the ship where he changed into the armor. Once he did that with the helmets and everything he met with Tyler again.

"Ready when you are sniper, let's hope everything goes smoothly." Jaleer said and got ready for the captain to give them the go ahead.

 

[Taruna]

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Zeerya snorted, but there was a small, very small hint of a smile when she turned around, to indeed go to her master. "You don't know anything about us, but you have spine, that I am willing to give you. Do your job right and I might even consider you worthy to life on."

It sounded pretty much like 'You are not as bad as I thought' with some small thread that she would not back up on her promise to kill him when he would mess up too badly. But this would be a thing when this trip would not go as planned. Right now, it at least seemed unlikely that anyone was willing to kill Kalo for the sake of it, and he even seemed to have established what a captain needs to captain a ship: The base respect of his crew.

-~ Time jump! ~-

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Jennifer counted down the seconds, there were only ten left and if her calculations where right, she should drop off in sensor range of the ship they were supposed to intercept.

5 seconds.. There also was the possibility she would arrive too far away, not only giving her ship and their plans away but also ensure that the other ship would jump before she could unload her freight and change course. This would be the bitter end for her mission and a very rude end of her just starting career...

1 second.. There was no time for recalculations now, so Jennifer just pulled down the lever reducing their speed and "HOLY CRAP!"

That's been all she was able to yell, since apparently the freighter, the very one she was ordered to intercept appeared directly in front of Jennys ship, dropping out of hyperspace itself. It also was way way way too close for comfort and even too close for any evasive maneuvers. She tried anyways and janked the controls up so she would not speed directly into the freighter. Whatever she did, she was lucky today, since her escort freighter only scraped with the belly over the upper hull of the freighter.

That much about a surprise approach... "Hold on to somethin'" she spoke into the now open com and used the thrusters to place her ship in a combination of pirouettes and crews that it was more or less directly next to the right airlock of the freighter and initiated an emergency dock.

-~-​

Kalo has been called to the bridge, if he was not already there when it was time to leave hyperspace and calculate the next jump. Due to a nearby twin star, this would have been made two more times, but this also ensured that not many other ships would be in the area of their little transport route.

All the crew was in the cockpit right now, since apparently something was expected from Kalo.. instructions to be precise. Snegges past as an Imperial officer seemed to bleed through her mask of a pirate quite well.

The time they left the hyperspace, the ship suddenly trembled violently, and Botan was the only one not belted on her chair, thus thrown around like a puppet for a second until the inertia dampeners managed to get the ship back into control. At first, the collision alarm went off, which was more or less a joke, since it barked after the collision and was joined by the intruder alert for the right airlock pretty soon after.

"Intruder!" Snegge told Kalo despite the fact he could see, feel and hear all that with his own senses.

Surprisingly enough, they all now looked at him, waiting for orders. He was the Captain after all.

 

[CaptainWolfgang]

"Zeerya, I want you by that airlock. If we can bottle them up in the Engineering section, we'll have enough time to get to safer space. The close quarters will serve you best." he said without a pause before turning to Botan. "I want you to release the gravitational constraints in the cargo hold. The hold is too open, the invaders will be able to sneak through. With the cargo shifting around freely and the gravity offline, they'll be forced to 'swim' to the main hallway, where I want you ready with the best rifle you have. Sit halfway in a doorway for the best cover-- gun them down as they try to take the bridge."

Lastly, Kalo turned to Snegge. Oh Snegge, with her cute bottom and stubborn disposition. If only they'd known each other better. "I want you to put your systems on auto-pilot and aim our ship directly at a sun. That will force their pilot to use up fuel trying to pull us off course... and maybe they'll even detach out of fear. Stay in the cockpit, and the moment we're free, set the hyperdrive in the direction of the nearest Imperial controlled planet."

Kalo wanted to wait inside the hollowed out cupboards in his room, and wait for a sneak attack, but he knew that it would tremendously lower the morale of the crew to see him hiding. Instead, he fetched his jacket from his room. He had tied the arms together, and filled it with the concussion grenades. Each of the grenades was linked to a detonator that the Captain held. He didn't put enough in the jacket to destroy the ship (though the thought had occurred to him) and instead filled it to the point that it would destroy the crew quarters section completely-- and anyone still inside it. Including Botan, if it was unavoidable. If the intruders made it past her, they were already as good as dead.

Captain Kalo threw the jacket to the bottom of the stairs at the end of the hallway, and after a moment of thought, took off his shirt and tossed it next to the jacket, turning the "bomb" into a more convincing "mess". Waiting in the Med-bay, he leaned against the wall with the detonator and wished he had a blaster, counting off seconds until he could hear some sort of breach.

Spoiler: Positions

 

[blstrgmr]

Prospero nearly stumbled off his feet as their was a loud grinding and impact as they docked. ""You know, for a minute, I thought this was supposed to be a stealthy entry!" He called out, but their Captain probably wouldn't hear it in their cockpit. ""Change of plan, they'll probably get plenty of warning and be stacking up on the airlocks..." He retrieved a flashbang from his gear and made sure it was ready and able. In a perfect universe, their entry wouldn't need a flashbang because of subtlety...but, that chance was long past.

It took barely ten seconds for the two airlocks to interlink and pressurize, though the other ship's airlock internal door would probably be shut. Prospero sprinted to his gear, getting at least a semi-functional kicker charge and readying it. "I'll bang and flash, stack up behind me. After the smoke, pop into engineering, go!" The sniper was combat mode, placing and sticking the kicker to the airlock door. He thumbed the safety off of his Hiarku blaster pistol and waited the three seconds. The charge exploded forcefully, sending the door and its components inward toward the target ship. Prospero primed the flash grenade and lobbed it in, trying to stay in behind the lip of the bulkhead to have some cover. It skittered to the center of the hallway and detonated, hopefully stunning and/or blinding anybody near by.

"Forward!" Prospero moved quickly in, blaster pistol raised and ready. If his plan was being followed, Jaleer would be clearing engineering as he entered. As the sniper began to start rounding the corner, he was expecting some sort of counter-boarding party to hit them.

 

[Richie B.]

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Jaleer was nervous and worried the jump hadn't ended as they planned now any hope of a stealthy entry was gone, yet that wasn't the worst of it, once they were aboard Jaleer could sense it, a force user was amongst the crew of the ship and not only that but said force user was the one to greet them. Jaleer waited until the bang of the flash grenade went off than began to walk into the ship with Tyler. Once he was they were walking towards engineering Jaleer placed a hand on Tyler's shoulder.

"Bad news friend its worst case scenario, they have a force user. Stay behind me, and make sure to be ready for anything." Jaleer said getting in front of Tyler not going to listen if he protested, taking out his lightsaber but not igniting it he called upon the force, ready to either attack with it or defend.

Once they were in front of the stairs leading to the engineering, he was sure the other force user was in front of them. Taking a deep breath ready to attack or defend.

"I can sense your presence, friend please I do not wish to spill blood, we are both strong in the force, so why don't we talk about this." Jaleer said hoping the other force user would respond and talk with him.

 

[Taruna]

Zeerya was already on the move the second Kalo finished his sentence and pulled two Lightsabers out of apparently nowhere, giving a grunt before warning the others with a simple "Jedi" of the potential threat and moved into the Cargo bay.

Snegge did as ordered and closed the door as soon as the others left, handing Kalo a earpiece communicator if he does not have one.

For the rebels, the way up to the cargo hold was free of resistanve and thus they quite well could see the floating cargo tha someone brought into movement, so that the cargo hold looked like a bizarre version of a snow globe.
Jaleer's request to talk apparently was denied, since somewhere on the other end of the cargo hold shot at the Jedi with some kind of Blaster, a few shots that could be easily deflected by the Jedi, wouldn't there be this red tattooed Lady quickly floating by from the right side of the cargo hold and throwing her Saber at him too, quite efficiently using the floating Cargo as cover. Jaleer woud be able to deflect one of the attacks, but evading the other woudd mean to subject the sniper to it, who would have a much lesser timeframe to react.

 

[CaptainWolfgang]

Kalo nervously thumbed over the detonator before activating the earpiece to talk to Snegge.

"I need to know how big the enemy ship is, how many people they probably have aboard, and if you have access to the cameras for the main hallway."

 

[Richie B.]

(OOC: tell me if I need to delete this post so Blstrgmr can post)

Jaleer was worried when he didn't hear someone answers, but when the blaster started to fired Jaleer also felt the lightsaber coming at them, worried about Tyler, he used his lightsaber in his left hand to block the bolts sending them to the roof and the floor, thankfully he knew form 3 which was good for deflecting range attacks.

But Jaleer wasn't finished, he grabbed the lightsaber with the force, and sent a box of cargo at the red tattoo lady. If the lady couldn't stop the box she would be smack into the wall, and Jaleer would use the force to make the lightsaber land safely in his right hand. Thankfully Jaleer was good with telekinesis, and felt he would be able to win in this match against the lady. But not if the other shooter was attacking him and Tyler, looking at Tyler he needed him to take out the shooter.

"Tyler take out that the shooter I will handle the force user." Jaleer said waiting for the force users next move before attacking.

 

[blstrgmr]

Prospero was already moving out of the hit-zone and behind cover, as per the original plan...which only he seemed to be following at this point. Suddenly, it was a free for all. If he could avoid working with a Jedi again, he'd do it. "Deviate from the plan again, and I'll put you down myself!" The whole entry was made sloppy by this complete and utter disregard for standard operating procedure. ****ing Jedi, all the same.

Slapped to the wall next to the bulkhead to the cargo bay, he noticed the cargo floating around a good bit. Gravity must have been disabled in that area, probably to slow them down. It was a good move on the Captain's part, it's what he would've done. It was a big problem, since they hadn't brought any sort of RCS...or had they? Prospero looked to the ballistic rifle slung around his back. It would have to do.

Waiting for a time in between shots, Prospero managed to raise the heavy slugthrower with his left arm and place the stock firmly into his elbow joint, while keeping his blaster pistol at the ready in the other hand. When he decided it was safe, he dove into the room, letting the anti-gravity take him. The wall he was planning to be riding for the plan was to his back, and the red-skinned woman to his front. Trying to calculating a good trajectory for a hip-fire, he aimed the slug-thrower at Zeerya and let off three, rather large rounds. They were meant to puncture armor, so they wouldn't do as well as an anti-infantry round...but it would still be like getting struck by a normal bullet. Aiming now to the left, he fired another two rounds to even out his trajectory to send him floating in zero gravity along the port-side wall of the cargo bay.

Then...he'd be able to engage the gunman soon.

 

[Taruna]

Jaleer may ever have heard of the saying 'don't touch your enemy's weapon', but if he did not.. he may learn to do so now. As soon as his hand closed around it, it needed not longer than 2 seconds until he felt a sharp pain in his palm, followed by a ice cold sensation wandering up his arm quickly. Lucky for him, this was only a tranquilizer, designed to subdue.

Zayeera, on the other side used another box to counter the first box thrown by slamming them against each other and even attempted to use it as a shield against the slugs fired by Tyler. The first one indeed bounced off, while the second missed her neck by a centimeter. The third slug was a good hit, puncturing her unarmored shoulder right away and rendering her arm useless. Unfortunately, the slug went straight through Zeeyara and pounded into one of the cargo boxes behind her, which immediately began to emit a continuous and quite loud beep.

Bothan decided not to stay in the half cover of the door and removed the one of three grenade belts from her hip. One of them was filled with concussion grenades, one of them with fragment grenades and the one she held in her hand was filled with smoke grenades. With a routined movement she set the timer of all of them to five seconds and tossed it into the room, closely followed by 5 successively but unaimed thrown concussion grenades who were supposed to go off after 5 bounces. Then.. she closed the door and entered a code to lock it for now and retreated a level back.

"No information about the ship itself, but it can't be bigger then a light cruiser" Snegge responded "Three intruders on board, how many more will enter is not said yes. The Screen of the cargo hall shows the first contacts, the main hallway.. Botan is coming your way. He closed the door the little F.." (apparently the com was slightly interrupted) "He locked Zeerya out! I'll kill him!"

 

[CaptainWolfgang]

Kalo grumbled to himself. He didn't like playing Hero-- but that didn't mean he didn't know how to. If the attackers took this ship or the cargo, he was probably dead meat anyway. "Botan is keeping you alive for now, but it won't be enough. I've got a plan. I'm going to save all of our necks, but I'll need you all to keep them in the cargo hold." he said, tossing the detonator to Botan. "When the crew reaches the hallway, activate those concussion grenades hidden in my clothes by the stairs. Snegge, when the invaders get into the cargo hold, close the engineering door. I'm going to try and turn the tables."

Grabbing his blaster and tucking it into the back of his pants, The Shirtless Captain stood on the table in the med-room and removed a ceiling tile, throwing it to the ground quickly and crawling inside. His time working with the interior of the ship over the last few days had given him a loose understanding of where everything was, but in truth this was a lot more simple than hollowing things out. He started crawling astern through the machinery, suffering light burns and a few slight electrical shocks as he pressed bare skin against the occasional heating pipe or loose wire. Gritting his teeth, he made his way over the cargo hold's ceiling, where the lack of gravity slowed his crawling, forcing him to grab pieces to pull his way through. Clearly the ship was not meant to be transversed like this, but if Kalo could just make it past the enemy lines, he could drop down in the Engineering section undetected. With Zeerya drawing the Jedi's attention, and the gunfire and explosions masking the sound of his legs banging against the pipes, he might just pull this off.

 

[Richie B.]

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Jaleer was in a tough situation, his arm was unless now but he destroyed the lightsaber as soon as he could, with it in half thanks to his own lightsaber the other force user was stuck with only one lightsaber. But now the shooter throw in grenades in and not knowing what kind they were he needed a way to neutralize them. Yet Jaleer couldn't stop the smoke grenades in time and they went off, unless the sniper could stop them, Jaleer grabbed 4 of the grenades that was in the cargo and smashed them all together and sent them all to the other side of the cargo hold where the other force user was.

Jaleer would try his best to encase the grenades in a force bubble but it was weak and wouldn't stop the concussion grenades from disorienting the force user. Thankfully if the smoke grenades went off would cover Jaleer as he grabbed 4 different cargo boxes that surrounded the force user and sent them all at her, using the force to sense where she was, Jaleer wouldn't fail this time.

 

[blstrgmr]

Prospero, pressed against his target corner, took aim with the slugthrower and quickly tallied the slugs left in the magazine. Pressing himself against the wall as a compensation for the recoil's push in zero gee, the sniper placed the irons of the high caliber rifle on Zeerya's chest and fired off a round, not pausing a moment to hit the magazine ejection button. "Changing mag!" He called out to Jaleer in standard military procedure. In reality, he was simply letting the rifle drop, letting its strap catch around his shoulder while he placed his now freehand on his sidearm. Grenades sailed out into the cargo bay, but they'd fly past Prospero's kill-range. Jaleer would have to handle them himself.

The target bulkhead door slid shut, no doubt locked. He'd have to blast a panel open and break into the system. With one shot at a joining portion of the panels near the bulkhead door, he was able to melt the joinery of the durasteel panels and rip one partly off, exposing a mess of a system underneath. Quickly plugging his datapad in, he set it to run a quick script he had pre-programmed for basic door-cracking and turned around to cover his back, blaster pistol at the ready while the datapad worked its magic.

 

[Taruna]

Botan just nodded with the detonator in hand when her Captain decided to play air duct-rat and posted herself in a protected position close to a corner.

Snegge also did not stop doing her job by describing to the captain what happened in the cargo hold:

"The fight is over. The Jedi killed Zeeyara, but she managed to topple him into the Cargo hold before he killed her with the cargo. I closed the door and set the artificial Gravity to four G, that will slow them down a little." after a short break she added "You will pay for that" and it was not in the slightest clear if Snegge meant the Jedi or Kalo at this point.

The tranquilizer within Jaleer still had effect, now reaching his shoulder. If he would not do anything against this, he would be out of commission soon and was already not able to feel the affected hand anymore, not to mention use it.

 

[CaptainWolfgang]

The smoke from the grenades had lifted into the shaft that Kalo was crawling through, but luckily when Snegge set the gravity to 4G most of the it settled on the floor of the Cargo Bay. Kalo had finally reached the rear of the ship, but the smoke burned his eyes, and his body was quickly becoming covered in the grime of the machines. He knew he couldn't hold his breath much longer, but he couldn't help but grin and laugh as he kicked out the overhead panel in the Engineering Section.

Not bothering to lower himself slowly, Kalo collapsed onto the ground from the ceiling, practically coughing up a lung as the smoke from the vents trailed down with him. He pounded his chest a bit while he tried to stand. Luckily he didn't need to worry about being caught by the attackers. They were both locked in the cargo bay for at least a few more seconds, and their attention was on Botan and Snegge now. "Filter all the air out of the cargo hold." Kalo ordered over the earpiece. With the gravity raised to 4G, this would take awhile. By the time the air was drained, Tyler would have cracked the door open. Still, it threw yet another obstacle at the attackers, and kept them from figuring out what Kalo was up to. Zeerya was dead, which meant keeping the air in the cargo hold was no longer a necessity.

Snegge. Kalo grinned cruelly as he remembered her threat after Zeerya died. All according to plan. Kalo had no chance of eliminating Zeerya by himself, but by putting the Sith on the front lines, he had used her loyalty against her-- to remove Snegge's only protection. It was a cold gambit, sacrificing a crew member he'd just broken bread with, but by luring everyone into the cargo hold, Kalo had removed all of his enemies at once.

The Scarred, Charred, Bruised, and Burned Captain Kalo ran through the breached airlock and boarded The Dark Angel, making his way to the cockpit with his blaster pistol ready. If he could take the enemy Captain hostage, he might be able to save his shipment.

 

[Richie B.]

Jaleer was sad, he never meant to kill the force user, walking slowly to the body he made sure to close the woman's eyes, sensing it was to late to heal the woman. Jaleer stood there until the gravity became heavy, feeling nearly crushed Jaleer struggled to stand and slowly but surely walked to Tyler where he would spend a the moments waiting for the door to open gathering the force in him.

"Once the door opens be careful I sense two others up ahead." Jaleer said when he began to use the force to extend his senses but than he felt someone behind them heading to their ship, using the communicator on the helmet of the armor Jaleer spoke to Tyler and the captain directly.

"Hey captain someone is coming at you, be careful, after we take the bridge we will head back to give you support, but if it gets to dangerous Tyler please help the captain, I don't want anyone dying and I will handle these two." Jaleer said not because he believed he could, on the contrary he knew he was tired and actually needed some time to charge up before he could do something as simple grabbing the two members in the bridge with force and hold them in the air.

Once the door open Jaleer was on the side with Tyler but only if someone was on the very edge of the door would anyone be able to shoot at him. Jaleer had his lightsaber out ready for anything, he had enough energy for a strong force push but that was about it, after that he would have to rely on his lightsaber.

 

[blstrgmr]

"We're on the ****ing clock, get your ass moving!" Prospero screamed back at Jaleer as he took time to shut a target's eyes. The sniper swore to himself a bit more, promising himself to always avoid working with Jedi in the future.

Prospero cocked an eyebrow as an audible hissing indicated that the cargo hold was being vented. It was fortunate that Prospero had thought ahead to get them ready for any sort of EVA with their gear, else the lack of breathable air would pose a threat. However, the amount of Gs on them sharply rose. It'd slow them down, but they'll be alright. Jaleer made the statement about the Captain being threatened. At this rate, it would be pointless trying to fight through the heavy gravity to backtrack and help her. It'd only weaken them on both fronts.

"Your arm's screwed, I can see it from the way it's been dragging behind you. That Sith might've had something in their weapon. You're in zero shape to be solo-ing anything. Stick to the plan." The sniper keyed his radio. "Captain, detach from the airlock now. You'll either isolate your guy and his motive, or trap him here with us. Datapad indicates we might be on collision for a star, but if we get through this quick enough, we can join back up with you once the freighter's clear."

As Prospero checked the datapad again and struggled against the gravity, his script completed and threw the door open. Dropping a new magazine into the Mando Special, Prospero made sure it was ready to go as he placed it out of the way, pistol at the ready. Grabbing and priming another flashbang, he set the detonator and threw it into the hallway. After the bang, and hopefully blinding anybody in the hallway or its two side rooms, he resumed the plan.

Prospero rounded the corner and swept and the hallway, seeing it clear, and entered the room on the left. "Left clear!" He called out, after checking each corner, nook, and cranny of the crew quarters. He backtracked to the doorway of the quarters, looking out into the hall. A rather horribly masked trap seemed to be on the floor, covered in clothing. If the Captain was of any stock, and he had no reason to assume they weren't, such a mess of laundry wouldn't be typical. He couldn't be sure about the explosives, but it was better to be safe. He only hoped that it wasn't any sort of area-detection, else this plan wouldn't work. "Captain, we're going dark for a bit. Hold out." Prospero began to run a jamming script on his datapad. No transmissions or signals would be leaving their devices, so long as they were in the ship. This meant their comms, as well as any detonation signal emitted by a detonator. "Jedi, clear room and move up, I'm getting into position."

The sniper continued up the hallway, pistol at a ready position. Just two more rooms...and the cockpit.

 

[Taruna]

"Roger that" Jennifer answered, smiling a little since the warning came right after the sensor showed her an intruder. quickly she changed her own intercom so she had an earpiece while she hid in one of the many parts where others could walk by a few time before even noting there was a nook to hide in. And Jenny knew them all. This was her turf. Surprising her here was one of the things that just would not happen. And she did not even had to wait long until she heard steps walking

*Click* the unmistakable sound of a safety bolt of a blaster weapon brought to the armed position should be enough to warn him of her presence, as she stepped out of the hideout, merely three meters behind him "Freeze" she simply said, pointing at his back. She would really have to force it to miss his head on this distance, no matter how he moved, but she did not want to kill him, she wanted to subdue.

Bothan on the other side immediately heard the intruder talk about going dark and by the squeaking of the coms she heard she immediately knew it was her against the soldier and a Jedi. Bothan was a gun for hire, not a suicidal idiot. So she did the most logical thing she could do. She removed her grenade belts and stood up, moving a step into the main hallway, her hands raised and her blaster pistol hanging loosely in her right hand. She surrendered.

This brought Snegge to snap. Her sister was gone, the so called captain was not even on the ship anymore and this effing freighter had constantly countered the course she set for the sun. Grabbing her blaster rifle, she opened the door, shot Botan in the back and yelled like crazy, shooting down the hallway as fast as she could.