Victorious Singular (GMd RP OPEN TO ALL)

[Enishi]

When the tent collapsed, Regulus felt himself groaning as he hit the concrete. It wasn't a deep fall, but it still kind of hurt. The pain was made worse by the spines on the fruit; almost like hugging a cacti. Looking to his side, Regulus had enough time to close his eyes as the fruit exploded. Now covered in juices and the guts of the fruit, Regulus felt annoyed now that he was not only tasty, but that he couldn't wipe any of it off.

Breathing deeply and fast, Regulus closed his eyes and held in one deep breath. Gritting his teeth again, Regulus let out all his breath as he used all his strength to push himself up.

 

[cpt.jack]

Captain Jack Fi'don raised a hand for the men to halt. By the sounds of the explosion and the shape of the silhouette on the wall it was yet another rocket trooper. He would have to be taken out quickly, if a shell was to go off anywhere near the men it could be catastrophic, the blast would be channelled straight down the tunnel turning them all into charcoal.

"Sergeant Darklighter, to me" he whispered to his sergeant.

"Sir?"

"Your going to have to make the shot kid, I can't hold my rifle steady enough with my arm being so battered" he un-slung his rifle and passed it to Darklighter. "Aim for his trigger hand, then his head. Make it quick."

They both lay on the cold rails on the floor as the rocket man came closer. A shot hissed from the gun, disintegrating the mans hand and the trigger mechanism for the RPG, not a second past and another beam came from the gun, hitting the crazy in the face and blowing a hole through its head.

"Good work sergeant, you hold onto that gun for now." he patted the man on the back "Alright double time lets move it people"

Captain Jack led the way as they broke into a steady run towards the light and whatever else dwelled in the dim, dank tunnel...

 

[Lavi]

((I'm going to change from my padawan to my corporal... Waited way too long.))

A corporal sent undercover, Hitomi "Hattie" Sokou was having a pleasant time with the luxurious attention that the women received. She also gathered intelligence about the different underground networks, supplying the Republic with information that would, most likely, prove vital in the coming galactic years.

When violence broke out, Hattie quickly went into action, attempting to fight her way to the safety of an off-planet bound transport. The spaceport was, unfortunately, closed since the fighting started. As a result, Hattie was forced to find some sort of sanctuary. She did find one - a dark tunnel. There were only two directions, where the Republic corporal can easily spot possible hostiles and eliminate them without much difficulty.

Unfortunately, Captain Jack Fi'don and his men found the exact same tunnel as the Republic soldier.

Hattie quickly spotted the mercenary gang, and cocked her light repeater loudly, pressing the butt against her right shoulder. The barrel is aimed at what she guessed to be the leader of the group.

"Halt!" she shouted.

If this group was full of crazy men, like earlier, they would not have complied with her order, or even bothered to hear her voice. Hopefully, these men are more civilized.

However, Hattie quickly saw the mile-long disadvantage she had. There is no form of cover whatsoever in the dark tunnel, and each approaching man was armed with some sort of blaster. If she was seen as a hostile... Her work for the Republic would be in vain.

 

[Kit]

Rogal didn't notice the man with the tablet, until the first of the three shots hit him.

Then he noticed him. He noticed him a lot.

The blaster bolt that hid burnt a bloody path across him upper left arm hurt. And though he was already healing the wound, as soon as it was caused, it didn't make him any happier about the fact he had just been shot.

Luckily, his instinctual reaction to being shot, which was throwing himself to the ground, had made sure neither he nor the advisor was hit by the other shots.

Looking up to where his attacker came from, he saw the man duck back through a doorway. Refusing to let anyone arrogant enough to attack him get away unpunished, Rogla pushed himself off the ground, and chased after the man, hoping to catch him, and show him the error of his ways...