The Watch Has Ended

[Nikka Toren]

Death-Disabled
Prompt: It is essential that the Imperials on either side of the civil war do not learn about the commotion on Kashyyyk. While the aftermaths of Corellia and the chaos in Imperial Hutta should keep them occupied, we need to make certain that they do not take advantage of the chaos here in the Kashyyyk system. Take slicing equipment to the main HoloNet tower on Kashyyyk and temporarily disable long-range communications outbound from this sector. We will reenable them when the fighting is over, and the Imps will be none-the-wiser of what has transpired here.

Kashyyyk
HoloNet Tower
22:40
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In order for the events to unfold on Kashyyyk to be successful, one had to be absolutely certain that there would be no radio call to Imperial Space. But in order to do that, two plucky souls would have to slice into the HoloNet Tower and disable all connections. And in order to do that... stealth was the name of the game.

Nikka was not too familiar with this... Solus. She had heard the name before, not always with the best of connotations... but it wasn't a foreign name, and that was a start. Having kept the Alpherys on a very low profile landing, there was a lack of detection noted by Tippy. This wasn't going to be easy. Her mechanical know-how, in combination with his desired fighting skills, was something that would be necessary without alerting the Imperials of their presence to liberate the planet and its' natives from the Trandoshan grip. Though the equipment was merely 'borrowed', she couldn't resist giving it another touch, appreciating the fact that she was even granted on-board anything at all. Having been only three kilometers away... she had to be careful. Not only with the guard on the HoloNet, but also for creatures that lurked below in her Vision.

Stealth was the name of the game. After collecting the necessary slicer gear and slinging on her duster, checking her saber's position, and her equipment, she paused. There were no sounds of alarm, no sense of encroaching enemies. She was not familiar with this forested planet, but perhaps her companion would. Flicking her comm to a private channel, her voice was low and deliberately soft. Lightheartedness to set off any edge that threatened to distract her.

"Toren to Solus. So tell me... what do you like to do in your spare time? Walk on the beach, or go camping? Because I happen to like heights, myself... " She was attempting to establish a visual, so to speak. They were far enough away from the HoloNet that she could speak, but close enough that the glimmer of life floated above the trees. It was at the darkest hour that it was time to strike, and strike hot. Depending on where he was, she would make her way to him.

She crouched low, charging up for a lengthy force jump while waiting a response.

@Lucid

 

[Daniel Solus (old)]

Hot Hot Dice Rolls​

Oh dear. Daniel's new friend had asked a number of very dangerous questions. Words started pouring from him as he surveyed the area they had landed at. He had exited the ship a little while before her, as she set down and locked up. The area around them seemed pretty barren; not much in the life. Still he had thought it best to be safe rather than sorry.

"Call me Dan! Or Danny! Or Dopey, whatever works! And I love comics!!" He blurted, he wasn't the best at being the big tough Mando and it showed sometimes. "Super Jawa Squad is my favoruite! They just had a convention on Nar Shaddaa that you could go to in costume and talk to people about it. It was so cool! I also love baking. Back at home I had my own shop with the old man who ran it before he hired me! We used to sell bread and pastries to all our friends and family. It was nice!" He still didn't see anything so he kept talking, she'd be on her way soon. "I don't know much about beaches, there weren't any near my home on Mandalore. Still everyone says the silver beaches of Corellia are fantastic? Have you ever been?"

Wait, there was something. Two Trandoshans were walking by; they likely weren't here for them but Daniel thought it best to make sure that they didn't alert anyone. "Also two lizard dudes. I'll take care of them but we better get going." He raised his rifle and fired two shots. Though they were a number of meters away, Daniel's deftness with his weapons paid off. He got them both in the head and they went down before they even realized that the ship that had landed in the area contained Jedi and a Mandalorian who's badges indicated him to be one of the highest ranking there was. His shots though, his shots belayed his cheery personality. They had a mission to complete after all...

@KillaRee

 

[Nikka Toren]

She hadn't expected so much... chatter all at once.

It was so unexpected at first, that when she leaped forwards, her boot slipped. The movement caught her so off guard, that she barely made it to the next narrow branch, before her feet slid again... frantically, she scrabbled against the bark, clamping down her teeth to avoid yelling out. The hard bark of the trees bit into her skin as she clawed forward, finally getting a good enough grasp, legs dangling. She let out a low sigh of relief when her Vision showed no guards beneath her yet, but if she stared further forward...

"Thanks, Danny." There was some sheepish amusement lacing her tones, if he could see her he would have spotted the half-grin she sported. "Sorry I... didn't anticipate so much of an introduction. Usually," she grunted as she lifted herself up the branch further, preparing another jump, this time eyeing any others on patrol. "Super Jawa Squad, huh? Next time there's time for a drink, I'd love for you to tell me more, and to swap costume ideas." She wasn't being sarcastic; it sounded interesting, and certainly something to keep her occupied.

"No beaches, huh? That's a shame... I cannot see them, myself, but..." she chuckled, "I'd love to have a holiday sometime, and not worry about being killed by more lizard guys. By the way, you can call me Nik. Pleasure to be working with you."

She prepared for another jump, her grin growing. "Just keep eyes out, I'll be catching up soon."

@Lucid

 

[Daniel Solus (old)]

Oh that's right. She was blind...ish. Daniel wasn't exactly sure on the details but she sometimes managed to see and other times couldn't. It was weird but she was one of those Jedi magicians after all. They could do impossible things.

And then she fell...or at least it sounded like she fell. There was a scuffle and a grunt over the comms. Daniel had to bite his tongue to keep from snickering. It was good to know that at the end of the day, even these Jedi people were klutzes. He heard that she was on her way so he started moving slowly towards the tower. She'd catch up quickly he was sure. "Alright Nik! I'm heading a bit closer to the tower, see if they have any sentries we need to take care of. It's a pleasure to work with you too!"

He moved easily across the oddly leafy and somehow rocky terrain, despite the jetpack and alarming array of ordinance he carried on his person. As he neared the location, he saw that the did in deed have sentries. Six to be exact. He ducked down quickly behind a large outcropping of leaves and rocks. They didn't spot him and he opened his comm. "Be quick, and stay low. Looks like there's six of them arrayed around the structure. Nothing too bad but we have to be careful not to damage it. You'll see me, behind that rocky bit just over the crest." He waited a while more, boredom and curiosity getting the better of him. "So what's your dream vacation?"

@KillaRee

 

[Nikka Toren]

She realized suddenly her comm was still on... somewhere, she was sure, the Mandalorian Danny was snickering at her blunder. She turned pink, but did manage a grin at her foolishness. Even those that were meant to be elegant users of the Force were not perfect. And she, most of all. After all, she was hardly as combat-hardened as most of her fellow Padawans... but she'd had her fair share of war and battle enough. Thankfully, the rest of the leaping from branch to branch was not caught with too many mishaps, and it wasn't long before she was close enough to spot her companion.

Shimmying up further into the treeline, her Vision scoured the distance. Sure enough... there were six. Six lizard men that just meandered around the tower as if they owned it. She murmured now, grinning as though this were nothing more than another training exercise. To her... maybe it very well was.

"Dream vacation? Plan on taking me?" she joked lightly, running a hand over her equipment and over her weapons. So far, all was stashed. "Let's see... I'd love nothing more than a walk on Kashyyyk without getting shot at. Or back at Savareen, enjoying the ocean breezes..." She crouched low, preparing one last final jump. Depending, it could either land next to Danny himself, or... towards that window of the second-to-topmost level. She didn't see any sentries there from within... perhaps she could access from there...

"So tell me. How good are you at making distractions?" she grinned, an idea forming. "I think the beings of the woods are hungry for Trandos, and we have the higher ground. What do you think?"

@Lucid

 

[Daniel Solus (old)]

Daniel wasn't particularly concerned about the lizardmen. They looked to be simple soldiers without anything too scary on their persons. Daniel, however, was like a walking tank. He had such an alarming array of weaponry attached to his body he almost didn't know where to begin. Nikka asked him if he could cause a distraction, of course he could! He didn't want her to try and tangle with the lizard people either.

"Uh...chyah, he said easily. "There's only six! They won't last long, just get to where you need to be and watch out for grenades!"

Daniel didn't elaborate, he simply jumped out from behind cover and started running. The lizards were remarkably slow to take notice of him and by the time they did, Daniel was already triggering his jetpack. With a booming roar and many flames he took off into the air. It was like he was flying, his jetpack and body working in perfect harmony. He soared to just above the group of lizards at the front. There were three of them there looking up at him and bringing their rifles to bear.

Silly, silly, lizards! They weren't fast enough. By the time they had their rifles up and were starting to fire, they had a fragmentation grenade dropping onto them. It was perfectly timed, exploding as it landed in the middle of the group, just above the ground. Two of the lizards were killed instantly and the third was dropped, full of shrapnel and bleeding. Blood and chunks of scaly flesh rained down. Daniel paid it no mind. They were hurting Wookiees and that was very mean. They would suffer!

He soared around the tower, coming at the second group of three from behind. He brought up his rifle as he landed, running, on the ledge behind them. He squeezed off two shots, both to center mass of the leading lizard. He went down like a sack of bricks, but when he went to shoot another his gun jammed. Kiffing cheap trash. He ducked behind an outlying support pillar and hammered it with his fist. It clicked back and expelled the last jammed casing. He hadn't seen Nikka during his jetpack antics, but he hoped she had made it to where she wanted to be.

It wasn't as though they were likely to be seen, but given Daniel's theatrics, speed would be of the essence now. Or he'd just have to kill more lizards. Whichever came first, he shrugged to himself.

2/6 remaining. 3 Dead, 1 bleeding out.
@KillaRee

 

[Nikka Toren]

Oh yes. She was definitely taking this Solus out for nighttime shenanigans. This loaded with weaponry, who could appreciate a good firefight and let her get on her merry way? This was something she loved. Especially when the last comment registered. A slow grin warmed up her features, and a delighted laugh rippled through the comm link. "Man after my own heart," she grinned, before ending the link and pocketing it into one of the many pockets of her duster.

She crouched low, then lower still, as the guards sprinted after Daniel. She could feel the strength, the power of it... only a lent piece. She would have to dwell on that thought later. Her Sight scoured the surface of the Tower, trying to find a translucent shape to grasp. If her Vision stood correctly, it was the second to last floor. The control room glowed with blue energy, spiralling up to the top in a delicate spire. Which meant the top floor was a transmittal signal booster. Enough to alert the Imperials of all that would go on, should there be an emergency. While Daniel kept the guard busy, she kept her Sight on one outcropping on one narrow window... impossible. That was a good thirty foot jump! But she had to hope... and to trust. So she took a deep breath...

But when she jumped, the Tower loomed much further than expected, and she scrambled for purchase, almost too high to grab on. But gravity worked its' miracles, and she managed to grasp the lip and pull up. None seemed to be alerted, even by her little blunder, so she scrambled up, leaving scuff marks as she managed to inch in. She inched past on this small ledge, trying to find an entrance. Her hands ran over the rough texture of the outer wall, until finally... a ledge.

She managed to grasp the railing, and leapt in, mindful of any sound that may have alerted those that gave chase to Daniel. She paused a moment, and extended her Sight to any guards that may have been alerted to her presence. Nothing so far... but she wouldn't be caught off guard again. She began to search once more, to make sure there were none of the scaly lumps in the control room.

And sure enough... she saw six. No wait... seven.

There was a sudden mischievous grin that lifted the corners of her lips. Oh... she would have fun with this group's distraction, for sure. She just had to bide her time...

'Seven more in the control room...' she whispered into her comm again, the smile in her voice. They had no idea who'd arrived.

@Lucid

 

[Daniel Solus (old)]

The last two lizards that Daniel were dealing with were not particularly bright. Even though his gun had jammed, he was able to shoot them before they got shots off at him. Nikka's voice came over the comm, alerting that there were more lizards in the control room. It was like that time on Taris, where possums had crawled everywhere and caused no end of trouble. Just this time it was big, scaly lizards. With guns. And a bad attitude.

Daniel thought about how best to approach the situation and decided that flying around was fun so jetpack it was. As the lizards he had shot fell dead to the ground, he triggered his jetpack again but, sadly, his foot caught on a railing on his way up to the control room. It had the unkind effect of both hurting and sending him falling gracelessly through the window of the control room. His armor protected him from the shattering transparisteel but his jetpack was still going. He shut it off as quickly as he could, but he was well and truly into the room by the time he managed.

It had not been the epic and dashing entrance he had hoped for. He had had visions of flying up, shooting out the window and sniping a bunch of lizards before they knew what hit them...but it was not to be. Instead, Daniel found himself surrounded by all seven. Some had blasters, others vibroswords. They rushed him as he scrambled to his feet, speaking into his comm as he rose. "THEY KNOW WE'RE HERE NOW!!" He said with a certain amount of panic in his voice. Not knowing what else to do, Daniel threw up his hands and triggered his wrist flamethrower.

Nothing happened.

Great. Bolts and swords flashed and burned, scouring his armor and making him feel very much afraid. He drew his sword in one fluid movement, a last ditch attempt to clear himself a path and wove it through a defensive pattern around him. His sword snaked around his body cleaving and cutting. Hands and weapons that were pointed at him fell to the ground and the eerie hissing wails of pain from injured lizards rose around him. "Nikka hurry!" he commed, hoping that by now she'd be close enough to do some magic or use her lasersword to take care of the last of them.

@KillaRee

4/7 literally disarmed. 3/7 intact and very angry.

 

[Nikka Toren]

Before she could sneak past, multiple things happened.

She sensed Daniel rocketing past and heard the ring of shattered transparisteel and feared the worst. But then.. she heard her name. She stood up from her previously hidden position. All eyes were on Daniel, all of those angry wounded scalies, each taking their turn at trying to make him a new Solus shish kebab. For Nikka, this just wouldn't do.

She was very small, very quiet. So when she stepped through, she took her time to take one deep breath, then another. Her duster was cast off, the equipment delicately put aside. The lightsaber strapped to her side was gracefully pulled out with its' signature hum, then activated.

She suddenly sprinted towards the first Trando that was trying to claw at Daniel; she cut him down in one fell swoop, no expression marking her lips apart from a slight frown denting her eyebrows, as if puzzling something out. It was as if... this was nothing at all but a pesky problem.

"That's for harming my companion," she spoke quietly.

Those that were bleeding out, she also dispatched with equal confidence and surety, not at all like the Nikka earlier. This time, her footwork was small and swift, hitting them before they realized what small thing was lithely tearing them down. "This is for the Wookies," came her next tone.

There was one left, dark eyes widening when he realized three things: That his sword was still falling down to hack artlessly at the meatbag that had flown into the tower, that there was something deep, vibrant green stuck in his chest, and that all his companions were dead before him, all by... this little piece of a meatbag.

She leaned up, murmuring. "And this is for General Greybok. I hope you don't mind," she withdrew the saber, extinguishing it as the last Trandoshan toppled to the floor. "We're taking over for now."

She stepped over the bodies, frowning. "Danny. You alright? I'm sorry about that... I didn't expect to sense you coming to the tower quite so quickly."

If he was alright, she would carefully walk towards where she had placed down her slicer equipment; her vision would scour the room, following the pulse of electricity blue light, to the nexus where all signals were boosted. She would then stride over to the main control board, fingers running over it.

"I think I'm going to have the signal output a standard feeding loop so that the Imps aren't alerted by sudden radio silence," she was more muttering to herself than anyone else, beginning to pull out one data access feeder. "Now then... mind keeping a lookout while I focus? I cannot see as you do..." There was a wry smile there as she glanced back. "So just give me a moment, and this will be knocked down for a span of time."

After saying so, the first access panel was removed, and she began. This was going to take all her concentration.

@Lucid

 

[Nikka Toren]

Three attempts later after establishing the feed loop and fiddling with the access panels to even crack the database and the signal, she finally made it. She heard the signal shut off, sensed as the bright currents of electricity slowly left their outlet cables, as all hubs dimmed and the access panel itself was set to a timer; a two-day cycle, no Imperial intervention allowed. Once the timer would be shut off, signal would return and put it back online... with no-one the wiser.

The bodies of all those that had been disarmed by the pair were carefully dragged to another room; she was going to prepare the bodies to toss over the edge on a later date. She was calm as she worked, replacing everything almost exactly as it was within the control room before leaving; offering Danny to transport him wherever he needed to go to, and commanding Tippy to land the Alpherys closer so the trip was not as... memorable through the trees as it was before. If there were wounds, she patched them to the best of her physical capability, but she did so without speaking much. It seemed the events within the control room had drained all playful mischief from her entirely.

When they at last made it aboard, she collapsed into the co-pilot's seat, pausing long enough to sense Danny with them before shutting the ramp, leaning back, and rubbing her temples. "Tippy... take us away from here. I have the feeling... we're needed elsewhere. Go to their capital; there may be some need of us to fight yet. And Danny..." Her voice became a whisper, as a faintly exhausted grin graced her lips. "Thanks for the adventure."

She turned back to her droid pilot and nodded once, sinking back. "Take us away, Tip."

Her hands covered her face, mulling over all those events until they landed next. The mission was over... she hoped she could still be of help again.

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