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[Crix Dolan]

Denon, Jancito Sector
Local time 1357

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War... what is it good for?

A broken heart looked upon the blown-out shells of buildings that used to be homes. Even with Denon's liberation, it was clear the planet would never be his home again. Crix Dolan, a prodigal son of the planet, had returned not to help in it's release, but to capitalize on it's suffering. The scar under his left eye itched as he dropped the macro binoculars.

The crew he'd assembled was small, but both guys were vets in their own way. Each was disguised as a member of the Empire. Crix was dressed as an officer. The outfit was ill-fitting and with closer inspection bore two blaster burns on the back where he'd killed the man who'd originally worn these clothes. Each of the members were disguised uniquely. They weren't some special forces unit, that fell in and marched to the beat of the same drum. They were criminals utilizing the chaos of Denon's occupation for their own personal goals.

The thought of it made him sick. To think that in his exodus from here he'd vowed to strike down the man who'd killed his family... Now, he was nothing but a grave robber. Life was sick like that, he supposed.

"Eyes up, scout unit coming in, hang low. Once they pass we'll make a move for the camp. We should find what we're looking for there. Everyone geared up and ready?"

His words sounded hollow in his own mind. Maybe it was the act, maybe it was the gravity, or maybe it was because he'd returned home not as Crix Dolan, but as Damon Kross...

Better wrap this quick...

@Taz @The Good Doctor @Tulos

 

[Aden Archer]

Aden has heard a lot about Denon as of late, it's been 'liberated' by the Jedi, yet the Sith Empire still has a presence here. The planet still bears scars and ruins from the previous battles.

The young pilot tended to avoided jobs that would put him in contact with any of the major factions but he heard from his old acquaintance he hasn't heard from in a long time had a good paying job, he accepted since his money from the last job was drying out, and he has to do what pays the bills.

Aden was wearing a Imperial Assault trooper uniform, it too was ill-fitting, fitting too tight on him, making him feel clusterphobic and irritable. Although it didn't have scorchmarks in the outfit because Aden just set his blaster to stun before blasting them and left the poor man he taken his uniform to fate.

"Ready" Aden declared and nodded when Crix asked, he's the brains of the operation so he will follow his lead. This is supposed to be quick, hopefully that is the case.

@Zay
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[Kane Nova]

Kane was to busy trying to squeeze his body into the bodysuit of the opposite set of Imperial Trooper armor as their pilot. His trooper was so distracted by the others that the scoundrel didn't even have to fire a shot. Just slammed the soldier into a nearby wall, again and again, until he stopped moving. He didn't pay close attention to the bombed out buildings, or even the starving children still crying in the streets. The human had spent most of his life in Hutt controlled space. Suffering was the norm.

Finally stuffed into the off white armor, Kane returned his attention to the de facto leader of the group. "Just exactly what are we looking for ?" Kane grumbled. Adjusting the helmet of the armor again before picking up Lola.

Kane was already thinking about what he would do with his cut of the take. Having heard rumors that Mandomoters was once more in production. He wanted to get his hands on some of the new weapons coming down the pipeline. Lola was a wonderful rifle, but a bit dated.

"Oh...yeah. Um, ready when y'all are."

@Zay @The Good Doctor @Tulos

 

[Crix Dolan]

As Kane spoke, his com was interrupted by a strain of static that forced Crix to take cover and remove his earpiece.

The Enforcer whipped back to Kane's location and the man was nowhere to be found. A streak of white caught Crix's attention and he called into his Com, "Heads up they're here!"

Crix returned his earpiece and stood straightening his posture into an imperious stature. The rank on his chest made him an officer, but the extent of his command was unknown.

"Sir!"

The mechanical accent of the approaching trooper set him off. It had been years since he'd heard that tone. The tone of ambiguous disdain. The one that had enslaved his home, that had trampled on the ruins of his former life. Crix checked his surroundings. There was cover to his right. Over the shoulder of the approaching trooper, he could see three others. Behind them dismounting speeder bikes were two lighter armored troopers.

Crix weighed his options.

"Sir, we spotted a suspis—"

Crix fired.

The first trooper crumpled. As he fell Crix pulled his second blaster and let them both talk. The surprise of his attack played to his advantage and three of the four following shots landed true. The fourth Trooper managed to slip behind cover and the two scout troopers dove for cover.

"Keep an eye on the speeders. They won't be using long comms, so we can't let them escape, Crix barked into his comm.

Crix managed to drop into cover just as the last of the four returned fire. He flinched as duracrete sprayed his face. It would be up to Adren to keep the scouts pinned down.

@The Good Doctor Opposition roll 6/6 , Attack Roll 17/20

 

[Aden Archer]

Well, that was quick...

"Got it" Aden nodded as he took cover as well, he was exposed, it really didn't take them long for the gunplay to start. Crix is so fast on the draw, taking three of those goons before they could even respond.

Anyways, Aden had to make sure they didn't get to the speeder bikes, or else the job will be either blown or way more complicated than it needs to be. Aden would try taking some shots at the scouts, but they were moving too fast into cover. He had to prevent them from getting on there and fast.

Thinking fast, Aden pulled out a concussion grenade, he would pop up and and give it a good throw. The grenade would land where it would need to land, catching those two in the the blast diameter. They would be caught in the bang, they would be blinded, and totally disoriented.

With that, the scouts aren't going anywhere and would be easy pickings. Aden would pop back down into cover after avoiding a close hit from the remaining trooper. Close one "Scouts are down, one more to go" he said. Crix should be able to finish him off easy no doubt.

@Zay

 

[Crix Dolan]

Aden's quick reaction made the opening Crix needed to gain the advantage on the remaining trooper. Directly following the concussive grenade's explosion he slipped around the opposite side of his cover and closed in on the soldier.

The trooper's attention was directed at Aden's location and they never saw the shot coming. Crix's blaster barked once and the trooper dropped.

"Nice work. Let's get to the two remaining and see if we can pinpoint their base of ops."

Crix's goal on Denon was twofold. Malraux's pirates needed a gear upgrade, and Black Sun needed a little dirt in their eye. As far as Aden was concerned they were stealing stuff. Crix wanted to keep it that way.

The Enforcer closed in on the Scouts. One clutched a hold-out blaster twitch aiming at any sound he didn't like. The other was either out cold or dead. Crix picked up a rock and tossed it. The stone skittered across the ground drawing the troopers panic in it's direction. As the blinded trooper aimed and fired at the rock, Crix rushed him. The Enforcer secured the arm with the blaster and slammed an elbow into the back of their head. The blow was hard enough to stun the already concussed, but hopefully not heard enough to incapacitate. The gun in their hand came free.

"Move and you're dead."

The trooper froze on the ground.

"J-just do it!"

"Don't tempt me," Crix spat back.

"You won't get anything from me!"

Crix knelt down, "We'll see."

@The Good Doctor

 

[Aden Archer]

Aden would be annoyed by the trooper's resistance. He'd try his hand at getting him to talk without hurting him any more, lest the trooper they are trying to get info in passes out. "Just tell us what we need to know, and you'll live to see another day" he said as he stood over the dazed scout. It was perfectly reasonable, but unfortunately as Aden would find out that indoctrinated zealot soldiers don't tend to see reason.

"Never" the scout was still dazed, and coughing. Aden would look towards Crix with a suggestion. "Come on, we'll probably be better off taking the bikes and finding it ourselves." Aden aimed his blaster at the scout ready to fire. It's Crix' call if he wants to continue this route or go with his suggestion however.

@Zay