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[Nova Trent]

Tund. Again. Nova wasn't really thrilled to find herself en route to the destroyed, hostile surface, but the planet was drenched in the dark side and with everything the Sorceres of Tund had left behind, it was an interesting planet for sure. She remembered well how Vahliri, a young Champion back then, their Dark Lord now, had screwed up the landing real bad back then, but as Nova had never trusted other voluntarily, she was much more confident now that she had the controls on her own hand.

If Cyutadakyr hadn't vanished from the radar recently, she would have asked the Crimson delight to tag along, but Nova knew nothing about her whereabouts and so the mysterious 42 had to do. She knew nothing about the man, but as had never been to keen on making friends, all she needed to know was whether he could fight, and his answer had been positive. Whether he spoke the truth, remained to be seen, but as Nova wasn't foolish she knew it was wise to bring someone along for such a highly dangerous and potentially deadly mission.

As they began entering the atmosphere, the lights in her control panels blinked wildly. She paid it no real attention, keeping her focus on the descent and continuing to push forward. An unbound storm raged all around, but she didn't even flinch as the next lightning zoomed past, followed by a loud, deep rumble of thunder that rocked the shipped heavily,

"Touchdown in 7 minutes. If you barf into my ship, I'll snap your neck", she stated flatly, a rather devious smirk crossing her lips as she threw him a quick glance. They hadn't talked much until now, and her veiled thread clearly broke the silence, but it did bother her a little that she didn't really know who he was.

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Spoiler

Roll 12/20, pass for landing attempt

 

[Moyric "42" Tyandas]

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The calculated irrationality​

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"Yes sir, I will get going right away!", he said with the deep, determined voice, after receiving the orders from "01".​

"01" was the chief of the special forces arms within the agency, coordinating all non-force sensitive Agents which were sent upon request...​

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Turning around elegantly he made his way out of the office... walking down the hallway to get the weapons ready... 42 was most of the time in the combat suit, and if not, he would wear a uniform, but with a mask, which would hide his true identity. The Agents were prohibited to show their faces to outsiders (so everyone outside the Sith Order)... but they were also required to hide the Identity within the Sith facilities as often as possible.​

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42 went back to his room and started to pull out the gear cases, which contained his standard gear. He checked the MK-Sniper-Rifle, the Nightstinger and the rest of the equipment very carefully... he also checked the suit for any damages and full functionality... Ready for the mission, he made his way out of the room and went to the meeting point, where he would link up with "Nova Trent" a Sith Champion...​

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.... Skip to the landing on Tund ...​

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42 was most likely one of the worst travel companions...If you enjoy the company of talkative people, since he was absolutely not talkative and most of the time kept to himself... 42 is always focused and didn't like conversations which he thought would be unnecessary... He didn't mind the conditions on the planet, since the surface seemed to be dark and the weather pretty bad, he was actually glad about these conditions, because it would make it easy for him to find overwatch positions...​

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The landing was not that bad, since Nova seemed to be a capable and competent pilot... After she mentioned, that the touchdown would be in 7 minutes, he went back to the weapons immediately, though stopped immediately when she said, that she would snap his neck, if he would barf into the ship...​

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He responded after going back into the cockpit, looking into the eyes of Nova:​

"That would be too quick... don't you think? I saw once a sith who slowly broke one limb after another... he cried so loud and in the and the poor bastard begged to the sith to kill him... which the sith gladly did... ​

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Also... I've had worse landings... you seem quite a skilled pilot...​

Anyway if the "mistress of snapping necks" wouldn't mind, I would like to prepare myself for the fucking touchdown..."​

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So 42 turned around and went to the back to prepare himself for the touchdown...​

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The mistress of snapping necks​

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[Nova Trent]

So far, her companion hadn't gone on her nerves, which was definitely a good thing, however, he also hadn't been very entertaining, so once again she would have preferred the pureblood over the mysterious, yet apperently mute agent. As long as he obeys though...Nova zynically thought, maybe she should simply be fine with that.

The ship threw her around even if she was strapped into her seat, so as he got up and began to move around she was convinced he was simply out of his right mind. Maybe that was it. He was back quicker than she thought though, throwing back a witty reply that actually made her raise a brow.

Clever...what a clever thing to reply to a Sith. If she had been someone else, maybe she would have just killed him though. It was a risky reply, but it actually let Nova smirk deviously. Mistress of snapping necks. Not a bad title. And he was right after all. She could snap his neck at any time, or make him suffer and kill him slowly, but for now, she decided he did amuse her.

"Ugh you're tempting me...I bet you'd suffer beautifully" she chirped, gaze, however, focused on the front again. He got back up again and walked towatds the back, however she was a little confused about how he casually ceciced to stay unstrapped while the ship hurled them around. "Fyi, if you get yourself killed, I'll be pissed". The ship was indeed everything but steady and kept on shuttering until they finally left the clouds. However, the sky was purely grey even then.

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[Moyric "42" Tyandas]

Tund-erous Advances​

Descending into the unknown...​

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42, after being sassy to Nova, went back to the ship to get his gear... but he underestimated the weather conditions... so he was forced to hold on to a rail on the half way there... 42 then heard, that Nova would be pissed if he was going to die... He then said in a sassy way: "Would you be furious because you would have one less gun, or because you don't like to explain yourself to the leadership?" He giggled a bit after saying that, because he obviously knew what she was going to answer.

When the weather cleared, he would make himself ready. Then he looked at his vambrace-computer to set up his comlink and tested the communication to Nova: "Nova this is 42, if we are going to land, please open the ramp immediately after touchdown, I want to check the surroundings before we go out. And also remind me 2 minutes before touchdown... Do you copy?"

42 then went to his supply boxes and got himself a ration bar... He opened his helmet and ate it quickly, before they would eventually touch down...

If Nova would notify him about the touchdown, he would go to the ramp and he would look down his weapon, checking it one last time, to ensure that the heat-signature-scope is working, as well as his pistol... He would run the last checks for his cloaking-device, testing it once and also checking the grappling hook...

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Touchdown...​

@LadyRen

 

[Nova Trent]

"Leadership? Sorry to disappoint, honey, but I'd send for another trooper" she replied with a shrug, giving him the blunt truth. Did he think he was important? Hilarious. She was definitely amused. She didn't have to worry about him and so she carried on.

She heard some louder noises and assumed he had left any ledges open or was falling around himself, but she kept her focus on bringing the ship down safely. If he would end up squashed - yeah, she'd be pissed, but she kept it to herself for now. His voice suddenly rang through to her and again raised another set of questions, but she replied, "Copy that".

Was he just straight up foolish? He, the non force sensitive wanting to check on their surroundings upon touchdown on such a hostile surface? Fine. Maybe it would at least be an amusing spectacle to watch. "Two minutes, don't forget your cape". He needed that to play hero or super agent after all.

She still did as he asked, lowering the ramp as soon as they touched the ground and allowing him to hop out whenever it pleased him. She lazily switched off the controls, letting out a quiet sigh of relief after the successful landing. The ship died complain, the shields were somewhat defect, but they were landed, so this would be a problem for later on.

She finally unbuckled herself and gathered the last pieces of armor before she ensured her weapons were readied. She then walked up to the ramp and descended, her right hand at the lightsaber's hilt as she reached out with the Force and checked for hostile presences.

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[Moyric "42" Tyandas]

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Contact...​

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42 stood up, as soon as he heard Nova saying, that they would be 2 minutes out... When she mentioned the part with the cape, he rolled his eyes and did not reply, since she didn't obviously knew who she was working with... As he made his way to the ramp, checking the gear one last time he was going to get ready...

As soon as they touched down he would get his weapon ready to fire at anything, which would be in their way to the success of the mission, which was everything 42 wanted after all...

Spoiler: Music

The ramp slowly descended, 42 activated his thermal vision and slowly walked down the ramp, when he saw 3 people hiding behind a big branch behind the tree about 50 meters away from the ramp of the ship... without thermal vision, he wouldn't be able to see them since they hided perfectly in the shadows of the branch...

He said to Nova via the comlink: "Nova this is 42, we got contact, 3 Tangos, North, 50 Meters, behind a branch..."

Looking at the 3 people, unsure what species they are, they could have been scavengers... but he wasn't sure... Till one of them fired a blaster shot at him... "Nova, I'm under fire, im popping smoke and moving to the left...", he said to Nova via Comlink. He got pumped up immediately and threw a smoke grenade in the vision line, between them and him... so he could eventually make a sprint to the left...

Close to the left of the smoke, he got eyes on one of them, who went out of cover from the branch... 42 didn't hesitate, aimed up his weapon, and shot him in the chest, the enemy falling down to the ground immediately...

"Tango-1 down.", he said into the comlink. The enemies, not happy apparently that one of their mates got a big fucking hole in their chest, opened immediately fire upon him... 42 hastingly making his way back behind the smoke, hitted the ground immediately, landing in a muddy spot, where he would quickly roll in the dirt, to get some sort of camouflage... Then he would wait in the dirt, covered in mud, to get ready to fire upon the enemies, once the smoke would fade...

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Dirty tactics...​

@LadyRen

 

[Nova Trent]

Once the ship was down, the young Sith strapped the last parts of her armor onto her body and with readied weapons and equipment, made her way towards the ramp. The coms cracked and in came a message that only left her raising a brow once again.

Three Tangos? Damn, she hated stupid trooper code. Even when the Sith had still been aligned with the Empire, she had never paid much attention. She did connect the dots though and even gained more clarity as the first shots could be perceived. The next message then followed.

Oh you don't say. She clearly heard, even sensed them, too, and he still deemed it necessary to report. A rookie, then? Maybe he had been more pleasant when he had still chosen to remain silent. She let out a decently annoyed sigh as she walked down in her dark armor, her gaze directed at the wild shooting.

The attackers seemed way to focused on the troopers to notice her at first and so she curiously watched. There was nothing unnatural about them, no disturbances in the Force, so she assumed they were nothing but worthless scavengers. No sorcerers, no real threat.

Again, he blurted something into the comms and even if it was somewhat entertaining to watch the conflict enfold, Nova grew bored rather quickly as 42 started hiding and so she reached out with the Force, wrapped her invisible tendrils around the two remaining Force and yanked them out.

Thansk to the intial shock and the quickness of the unexpected attack, 42 would get a free line of sight on the targets to take them out on his own. She kept on walking forward towards them, waiting for him to shoot them before she'd carelessly toss them to the ground. "Quit the military jargon...you're around with me today, not your fellow troopers" she stated flatly before she took in the pain of the still warm bodies.

@TM98

 

[Moyric "42" Tyandas]

No human contact​

And if you interact

Your life is on contract​

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42 was laying in the mud, waiting for the smoke to disappear... once it cleared, he couldn't see anybody, but suddenly 2 of the scavengers got yanked out of their cover to 42's surprise, but he quickly realised, that it must have been Nova, who did it...

When Nova mentioned, that he should stop with the military jargon, he was kind of confused, how he should communicate with her then... "Amateur", he thought, when hearing this... and he wasn't like any other trooper, but as usually, the sith don't really care about those, who are beneath their power or their interest... a deadly kind of ignorance which has been proven multiple times throughout the history of the galaxy... but he didn't complain, because first it would most likely cost his life and secondly she wasn't that bad afterall...

With a clear line of sight, 42 aimed on the left one, shot him in the head, and the one on the right got neutralised by a shot in the chest... which got dropped by Nova in an instant, after they took their last breath...

Covered in mud, 42 stood up and scanned the surroundings for any other kind of attackers... but he couldn't spot an other heat signature... He looked to Nova and said: "Nice magic trick and thanks for your help... so tell me, where do you want to go now?
I mean you are the boss."

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Pathways...​

 

[Nova Trent]

After the two remaining foes dropped to the ground, Nova's hazel gaze wandered over to the sharpshooter, a hint of venomous yellow melting into her eyes. "Did you enjoy your mud bath?" she mockingly asked, another playful smirk tugging at her lips before she jutted her chin forwards.

The one he had hit in his chest was still breathing and spluttering blood, his agony and terror permeating the air so beautifully that it made her exhale happily. She squatted down for a moment, pushing a finger into the fresh, however cauterized blaster wound and reveling in his desperate, pained struggle.

"The tower...where is it? I can end your suffering sweetie" she whispered into the wailing scavengers ear, her voice almost thick with the allure. She began moving her thumb around a little, watching the body squirm in full delight. "Just tell me". For her, this was just a game, a good, even funny one, but for the semi conscious scavenger it was pure torture.

"N...north", finally came the reply, which made her roll her eyes though. He didn't know the exact location, she figured, and so she just dropped him. "North it is, soldier boy" she then said to 42, starting to move into the said direction. "We should be able to see it from a distance..once we're approaching, you definitely have to use that long scope of yours".

@TM98

 

[Moyric "42" Tyandas]

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Scopes & Sizes...​

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Nova asked 42 if he liked the mud bath... He just simply replied in a sassy way: "Sure, you should try it too..." 42 stood there and watched the interrogation ongoing... It is always incredible to see, how cruel, yet effective Sith Champions could be... After hearing Nova say, that the tower would be north, he followed suit and simply replied: "Yes ma'am."

When she mentioned about the long scope 42 just couldn't keep it to himself, giggled a bit and said: "I am a bit confused, which scope do you mean exactly?" Excited and yet also in fear of his life, he awaited the answer of Nova...

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North we go...​

@LadyRen

 

[Nova Trent]

Despite the frustration following the rather unsuccessful interrogation, Nova's predator mind was still indulging their delicious pain and terror. The mud bath comment was treated with a mere amused scoff and she starting leading the mud covered soldier onwards.

His reply did draw a chuckle from her, but it was more taunting than genuine. "Oh please. Don't be ridiculous" she shook her head, throwing the trooper a look. "Are you always playing such dangerous games? You know most of my specimen wouldn't tolerate it" she slightly tilted her head to the side, trying to determine whether he was simply foolish or someone who enjoyed getting to close to the flames.

They marched forward until they'd have to climb a little hill that would, potentially already allow them to see the tower. She wasn't entirely sure, but eagerly drew the Force into her legs before she effortlessly jumped up a ledge, waiting for him to catch up.

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