Korriban Orbit: Blockade

[Jon Newt]

*The Eagle was dragged into the hanger where Mandalorians were waiting. The hatch opened slowly and Jon and Vio emerged with their hands raised.*

Jon: Don't shoot.

Vio: We're unarmed. And hungry. Very hungry.

Jon: *Sighs and whispers to Vio.* I hate you so much...

[Triton Delso]

ooc: sorry haha didn't know.

officer: you are to be excorted to a debriefing room. follow me."

[Delona Baisk]

Delona and Talia both walked down the ramp with full armour, hiding their identities. They headed like they would normally to get taken elsewhere, but they had different ideas. Both raised their hands and lightsabers were activated. They jumped with Ataru and spun in the air, rotating sideways at different angles before killing all of the Mandalorian Marines around them. Deflecting bolts with Soresu ^{Top picture}. They stood their ground and dealt effective blows before together they began to walk forwards, spinning and slicing at the laser bolts in front of them in a more acrobatic than simple manuever. Eventually they reached the front of the freighter and looked to the left, where the Eagle waited with Jon and Vio currently behind the Mandalorian's grip. Both seizing the opportunity, Delona and Talia spun through the air at a rapid Ataru ^{Yoda jump into Count Dooku in Ep.2} pace.

OOC: I'm trying to use links to get you all to imagine the movements and actions more clearly by relating them to what happened at a certain moment in star wars.

[Triton Delso]

ooc:My marines!......=(...just wanted to talk. no harm meant.

[Talia Lenora]

OOC: Feel free to talk to Jon and Vio if you wish, but I'm gonna do something interesting since you dragged our ships beyond our will

[Jon Newt]

ooc: Yeah. I'll wait for u to ask them some questions. Not sure how to start it.

[Talia Lenora]

OOC: Since your going the diplomatic route, I'll try to do my speciality instead. Combat.

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Talia stopped in the run towards Jon and Vio, something about them didn't seem right. "If they wish to join us, they would have already. Leave them" Talia shouted over the battle. Delona had her blade directly in front of her, deflecting bolts with ease. "I like your thinking" she replied with relief, hopefully they would have less problems to deal with. Heading into the thick of battle, both of them continued to evade their opponent's attempts to capture or kill them. Eventually however, they came to the conclusion that they must make a decision. Soon the soldiers would fall back from their heavy losses and surround the hanger, blocking them from heading deeper into the ship and hiding. If they attempted to flee in their freighter, it would be shot down instantly. Deciding mutually to leave Sal and Nema behind on the freighter, both headed in their full armour towards the doors leading out of the hanger. This became a strike team, the two of them. The only thing they could do now was attempt to escape from the ship unnoticed, with or without the freighter.

[Jon Newt]

*Jon and Vio sat in different interrogation rooms, both guarded by 2 Mandalorian troops, waiting.

Jon: *Through a mental link with Vio.* Did anyone come for you yet?

Vio: No. Not yet. You think they'll give us some food?

Jon: I dunno. Maybe.

Vio: I hope its pastrami.

Jon: Yeah they'll really give their prisoners pastrami...

[Nema Aldari]

Nema and Sal had been seperated and hadn't joined Delona and Talia on their quest to cause mayhem. This had made Nema wonder, they obviously knew who she was which meant that they must be interested in Sal. But why? She knew Sal would keep her career a secret from anyone who could be considered a threat. Maybe they thought interrogation would be more likely to work on a non-Jedi? These thoughts pondered through her mind and she reached out with the force to find Sal, who seemed to be very occupied.

Indeed she was. Sal had managed to get rid of the stun cuffs and was freely walking about the room she had been held in now. She was looking carefully for any cracks or holes which may contain bugs. There was likely to be more than one device in this room, and the first was painfully obvious. In a slight crack in the doorplate, a small camera with microphone could be seen. It might have fooled more common folk but Sal had picked it up within seconds of looking around. Her situation was an interesting one, she had been detained here but hadn't been questioned. Either they already knew of her identity which would be very unlikely or they were planning something. Either way, she wanted to find out who her captors were, and doing so meant that she couldn't risk being a threat to them. She sat against the wall and looked around again, the room was very plain and only the table and chairs seemed to be of any relevance. They were bolted down to the floor of course, but she was sure that with a lot of patience she would find another way of escaping if needed.

[Dan Zorko]

OOC: Can someone give me the number of mandalorian ships blockading the planet? I can't tell if it's just a tiny fleet or an armada.

[admin]

OOC: About a thousand? If that's the case then the majority of those should be carriers and support craft for the fleet. Especially if they are blockading a planet, then they would need extra supplies for it. Chances are a blockading fleet would have more than enough troops to begin invading the planet they blockade, support craft would need to supply those and the ships, resulting in large numbers. Technical i know, but it's what would be needed.

[Dan Zorko]

OOC: Yowzers... That's a lot... Ok, thanks.

[Talia Lenora]

With their lightsaber's no longer useful at long range of the corridors and wide rooms, both of these highly equipped mercenaries decided to put away their blades and instead equip themselves with blasters. Their helmet's were capable of targeting many enemies with high accuracy and pinpoint where the laser bolt was going to hit through the HUD. They had managed to run quite a distance from the hanger but knew they were being closely watched and followed, meaning that they had to do something and fast. The more capable and knowledgeable Delona Baisk began to move objects behind them and place mines behind so that whenever the blockading objects were moved, the mines would explode. This would keep the Mandalorian Marine's guessing at what laid in their path and where the two armoured crusader's were heading.


OOC: Not sure what else to post for the moment, any chance i could wait to see what happens with someone else next?

[Jon Newt]

Interrogator: Ok, Mr....

Jon: Sirus.

Interrogator: Mr. Sirus. What business did you have on Korriban?

Jon: I was raiding a tomb. Not a crime, just not liked. I was hoping to make some easy credits there.

Interrogator: I'm sure. However...judging by the...extensive damage to the tomb. We even got word you were...Darth Garo.

Jon: Heh, impossible. I'm a good raider I know. But lets be serious! Darth Garo's been dead for years.

Interrogator: We learned many years ago never trust the lifespan of a Jedi...or a Sith.

Jon: *Sigh* What do I need to do to prove my innocence?

Interrogator: Let my guard here shoot you in the leg.

Jon: .....what?

Interrogator: Let him shoot you.

Jon: What the hell would that prove?

Interrogator: Jedi are supposed to be above pain. A shot to the leg shouldn't cripple you at the least.

Jon: That doesn't prove anything! I could still be a Jedi and just limp to trick you.

Interrogator: True. *Gets up.* You'll remain here. No there will be no refreshments.

Jon: How long will I be waiting?

Interrogator: Hm...maybe a standard hour. Maybe a standard month. See you later...Mr. Sirus.

*The Interrogator leaves the room, and talks to another Mandalorian.*

Interrogator: He's obviously lying. Breatholizer Midi-Clorian count is off the scale.

[Delona Baisk]

Delona and Talia eventually found themselves in a quiet part of the ship, but in the distance they could still hear the heavy footsteps of the armoured soldiers attempting to hunt them down. "What's the plan?" Talia asked while gazing at the corridor around them. "Well, we need to get them to take a different route" Delona replied while reaching out with the force. Her senses were flooded, lots of force users had been in the vicinity for at least an hour now, and the residue in the force was glowing hot. Both of Delona's hands raised up towards a section of the corridor they had just passed, and then with a simple punch into the air, the durasteel walls caved through, revealing rooms and the corridor behind that. "That should make them wonder which way we have gone" Delona insisted, but Talia shook her head. Although the corridor now lead into two directions, one looking like the two of them would have gone through, it still left the route they were taking one to be followed through. Talia did almost exactly the same, but brought down the ceiling where they had passed, forcing the Mandalorian's to either cut through the wall she had created behind them or take the new route to their right which had been crushed. Continuing their running, they headed further away from the soldier's chasing them and towards the rear of the ship.