Star Wars Galaxy At War RP Thread

"Frail humans" Rhonin frowned, lifting the unconcious captain up with the force and pulled him closer. Captain Nerx had served him questionably well, and Rhonin had better use of him alive than dead "Get medical equipment" Rhonin demanded and one from the crew nodded and dashed away to retrieve it. Rhonin stood above the unconcious captain and studied him. While injured, the captain was stable enough for an intervention. Rhonin knelt, pressing both hands against the chest of the unconcious man. An infense blue glow appeared in the slim space between the hands of Rhonin and the chest of the captain. Rhonin flinched beneath his mask, but was able to keep himself from grunting from the strain.

A Jedi would define it as a healing ability, with Rhonin who now knitted those bones broken in the captains chest through powerful surges of the Force. The unnatural move left Rhonin highly drained, despite his massive strength and he rose, leaving the captain where he was. The internal regions of the chest was repaired, which sufficed in order for the captain to do his job when he awoke. The legs, arms or possible additional injuries he left for the captain and the crew to deal with. Rhonin did not have time for all these delays, not now that they were discovered. "What's our status?" he requested, and was responded with a briefing: "The Jedi and prisoners are isolated and guarded, and the escape pods are being gathered. Some of the last shuttles are arriving from the planet now as well, m'lord"

"Good" he said, rose and walked out of the bridge.

(I'm having terrible Writers Block today, soo sorry. I'm gona rest for a hour. I don't know why?)

((Happpens to me quite often 😄 ))

"Recieving the reports now, admiral."

"I'll be right there, come my friend." He motioned to Banis. "We're about to find out the answer." Vassisk nodded to the Sith Lady, and proceded into the hallway beyond, quickly moving towards the turbolifts. "Do you know if the outcome between the Miraluka and this thing, did she fare at all well? Is she still alive?"

Daran answered before Banis could. "The witch is gone!"

The admiral arched an eyebrow as he summoned the turbolift. "Really? Do you believe she is dead m'lady." Keying their destination, the turbolift carried them up higher, and closer to the serface.

***

The medical team arrived on the bridge and soon had Derin duncked in a Bacta tank. A few short hours later, Derin was sitting comfortably in the conferance room, in a black jumpsuit, lacking any insignia. "You wished to speak with me Lord Rhonin." His stare was cold and considerly blank.

Banis turned her head and looked at Daran with surprise, and a faint smirk. He not only was swift with responding, but he called her a witch as well. Very unexpected from Daran. It was no secret that when last the two was together, Daran had at least some feelings for the Miraluka. Banis could see that with utter ease, but now, him calling her a witch slightly puzzled her. Of course, he could just try get on Banis good side. No matter, she thought and shrugged the thought away, turning back to the admiral.

"Impossible to tell, admiral. Darth Sear is not wrong when he says she's gone, but not necessarily right. The Miraluka is known to be a very elusive race, and while I can't sense her, she can still be out there. While that's what me as a user of the Force says, me as a user of my mind would dare say she lies dead on Pressado III. She's far too noble to ignore this threat and probably went there in hope of taking it out before it ventured further. As little as I like the woman, she is powerful enough to track this entity to a planet before he knows he's heading for it. The entity still stands though, and I no longer sense her"

Banis frowned, shaking her head. Q'Anilia, as much of an annoyance as she was, was powerful. Very much so. Banis hated to admit it. Which ached even more when she thought about how the Miraluka proved incapable of taking the entity down. Their best hope was to catch them in space and bring down the Obsidian Fury, where it could not defend itself.

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"Yes, about more than one thing. First, before anything, I need you to explain to me why I should let the Jedi live. She's a dangerous specimen. Not for me, but for the ship and crew" He spoke from where he stood at the far end of the conference table, his arms crossed and stared at the now recovered captain. Rhonin had spent the past few hours with the variety of technology and devices that they had brought from the planet, but also dealt with more than one prisoner, having expanded his knowledge further. Unfortunately, a lot of holes existed in his knowledge still. Holes he would have Derin fill soon enough. But one question at the time.

The captain nodded. "Fear. The female Jedi now fears you gravely, yes?" Derin caught the implication. "Her name is Q'Anila, a Jedi, but not from the Old Republic days, but actually around the time you went into stasis. She is, acording to the Imperial Records we scrounged from the Imperial Alliance Star Destroyers, a species known as Miraluka. I won't go into great detail about her past, however she is very powerfull and tying her up will do no good. However I want you to give the Miraluka a headache, scramble her thoughts a little, we will then drug her, something that will make her fear you alone. That fear will spread, and thus will make it easier for use to subdue the poplous of the galaxy." He coughed and cleared his throat, feeling a little achey. "What else is there, as I have some news too."

"You may speak" Rhonin stated, not responding to what Derin had answered about the Jedi. He had gotten his answer and nothing more was needed for now, but to hear what the captain himself had to say. He was right about the Jedi though, given this recent information. One such as herself most certainly could influence a lot of people to sharing her fear. Especially given her great power. People would learn of how she was utterly defeated against Rhonin. "We will visit the Jedi later. What news do you have?"

"After a little searching through the damaged archives, it appears both Darth Vader, and the Emperor suffered a demise at the hands of a... Luke Skywalker." Derin paused, considering if he should inform Rhonin of Vader's ties with Luke. He decided against it. "The Empire was overthrown five years after the battle of Endor, when the Rebel Alliance took Coruscant from director Isard, almost fourteen years ago. However ten years ago, civil unrest through the New Repulic into chaos. Currently the NR is run by ex-Black Sun leader turned President, no doubt illegally, Xizor. And the ships we desroyed today, were part of an Imperialistic government known as the Galactic Imperial Alliance, by far the most adept of the two Government factions, and definately the better eqipped. That is all I have, but you have also assimilated a lotof information from the Hutt, so we will have time, m'lord."

Much of what Derin said added up in the mind of Rhonin. Like pieces in a puzzle, holes and thoughts were put together and Rhonin nodded with satisfaction. He was very disappointed that this Vader character no longer was around, which crippled his plans. At least his initial plans. "Excellent, captain" He said and walked over to the wall, leaning back against it and looked at the captain with his arms crossed. "We have no enemy in particular. Without an obvious figure of leadership, without this Darth Vader, we need a different approach. I will think about it. Let's meet our Jedi prisoner, captain. You can help me as we walk" he spoke, more demanding than asking it. "I need to know this ship and our capabilities in combat, as well as what others have at disposal. During our previous space encounter, my judgement was crippled. I will not experience the same again" With that, he gestured and the door opened.

((aww do I have to? 🙁 he actually has to report back to the medical bay, but for the sake of RPing...

Basically I'm not too sure about the ships armaments, however I'm sure, though I don't know myself, my character could blab on about OF's weapons systems for half an hour, so I'm just going to say... he'll hand you a datapad later on. Ok. Night.))

(You don't have to do anything, dear 😛 A datapad works fine 🙂 It's not like Rhonin will stop you from heading back to the medical bay, and I'll just think out the arnaments myself, so no worries there either 😄)

Derin nodded. "Yes, of course." He rose, walked around the table and stepped out into the hallway. "I will meet you there, I must go and change into more appropriate clothing." He then turned, without even waiting to be dismissed, and headed away. Stepping into the turbolift, he headed for the officers quaters. Within a few minutes he was in the fresher and removing a clean uniform from the drawer.

***

"Moving into position"

"Copy that, make sure that seal is in place so we don't get sucked out with the oxygen."

"Yes, sir."

"Okay, ready your weapons."

"Seal has locked in place."

"Burst seal in five, four, three, two, one..."

***

An explosion ripped through the hull on the Obsidian Fury, and through the circular hole came twelve RRTS soldiers in high grade, black stealth armour. "Secure the hallway, and seal the breach."

"Yes, sir." The trooper activated the mag-con field on the breach collar. "Secured." An alarm started wailing near-by.

""Ok, you know your orders, your ysalamiri fields will hide you from the Force user, and your armour can hide you, or blend you in with normal Stormtroopers. Stay safe." The soldiers quicky changed their armor which shimmered and then they vanished.

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Trapped in the depths of the starship, Q'Anilia agonized herself in thought for her failure. This man who she now had identified as Rhonin was not simply a man, but rather a monster. With great sorrow, Q'Anilia could do nothing other than simply be where she was. Imprisoned. At least it was somewhat silent, which allowed her to think and plan for what could come. She had to figure out how to take this beast out, before he decided that she had served her purpose and got rid of her. Because of that, there was no doubt. If Rhonin had wanted to, she would not have been alive now.

A sudden ripple reached her senses as she did what could be considered resting. She lifted her head, but only slightly and she listened with care to the force. The voices, thoughts and ripples in the air. Rhonin had uninvited guests. Perhaps this was what she had waited for. She needed to remain still for some time longer still, and wait for the right opportunity. It was now a fact that Rhonin could take her out without much effort. She gave a weak attempt to shake her prison, but did not really put effort into it. She was pleased with her current position and had no intentions of escaping.

Rhonin could hear the distant alarm echoing the ship. Were they attacked? Rhonin could not sense anyone. Was the alarm for something other than an assault? Rhonin still had not quite learnt this ship, and shrugged it of. He walked into the quarters where the prisoners was contained. In the far end of the room, the Miraluka was chained up and he gazed upon her. The room he walked through was a storage section of the ship, but sufficed as a prison. In the room, there were living as well as dead prisoners. Those dead had died by the hands of Rhonin, or more properly put, by the tentacles from his face. Rhonin was grasping this new era, but still had some trouble. Insignificant trouble. He had yet to go through the minds of their most recent captures. Those that intended on attacking the ship.

"Jedi!" he started, staring at Q'Anilia "Who are you? And why did you attack?"

Having had what covered her mouth removed, Q'Anilia frowned at the figure before her and remained silent for a brief moment "I'm no longer a Jedi by galactic definition. My name is Q'Anilia, a survivor from an elder time. I came to Pressado III with intent of stopping you before you could further your movement" She paused, attempting to move once more but gave in to the prison once again "This galaxy has suffered enough. We don't need one dark ruler to take the place of another"

She breathed heavily as she sensed the beast before her. She did not quite know what to expect, for the darkness of this entity shrouded the future beyond recognition. "What do you want of me? What possible reason could you have for wanting to keep me alive?" She snapped, sighing afterwards.

"What you need is of no significance, outcast. Not even you could stop me. This galaxy is not worth protecting" Rhonin snarled, lifting his hand and pointed it towards Q'Anilia "You are allowed life because you oppose no threat to me. You serve a grander purpose, but need not know why. All you need to know is that your precious galaxy will know fear as it never has before. You will help me" his raised hand then flared bright, and a bolt of lightning struck Q'Anilia. There was no reason for him to do it, other than the fact that he found pleasure in watching her squirm. He intended on breaking her, little by little, be it in form of pain or mental disturbance he had not yet decided. He lowered his hand and grinned "What are your fears, woman?"

The Stormtrooper stood in front of the terminal. After a few minutes the trooper removed an item from the insert point and hoisted his blaster rifle, about faced and walked away. The lieutenant that had been standing nearby found nothing wrong except the amount of time the Stormtrooper had used and so he was about to address the trooper. But when he reached the particular point he had expected the trooper to be he had vanished. "Hey, commander Zrixon, did you see where that trooper went?"

"What trooper?"

"The one on th- oh never mind. We've put in extra work upgrading the systems and databases, probably a few Stormtroopers helping with the re-fit."

"I don't know. Ever since that Rhonin Jedi thing hijacked us, things have gone from bad to worse."

"Well, I better report to my station, before one of the deciples peggs my engineering crew with pointless questions again." The lieutenant nodded.

"Yeah, Rhonin is trying to learn about this ship."

The lieutenant raised an eyebrow. "Can they not use computers?"

"No idea."

"Well I'll seenow. Derin wiped his chin, and stepped into the prison. "I see the festivities have already started." He smiled, turning to address Q'Anila. "Ah Q'Anila, I know much about you, it appears the Emperor had recieved a few headaches from you and quite a detailed file was available on our archives, in fact, though we had to piece together much," he paused. "You are the last remaining Miraluka, yes? That must be a terrible burden on you. Knowing you are the last of a soon to be extinct species, however now. Derin wiped his chin, and stepped into the prison. "I see the festivities have already started." He smiled, turning to address Q'Anila. "Ah Q'Anila, I know much about you, it appears the Emperor had recieved a few headaches from you and quite a detailed file was available on our archives, in fact, though we had to piece together much," he paused. "You are the last remaining Miraluka, yes? That must be a terrible burden on you. Knowing you are the last of a soon to be extinct species, however I'm sure we will get the chance to speak in another life. Right now, the key to your life is in Rhonins hands. Sorry for the interruption, I had to see you with my own eyes. Sorry for interrupting my lord." Derin thought he heard footsteps, but dismissd it as ship noise.

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((Sucks 🙁))

"I don't do well under dark rule" Q'Anilia wanted to scream as the lightning then struck her in this helpless state, but she held it back and instead tensed her body best she could until it passed. She breathed out in nigh panic as it was over, pleased that it was. She did what to her was a glance at Rhonin as he spoke, not responding at first "You need not know my fears, Rhonin" She mockingly responded with a frown. She turned her head in the direction of the now entering captain, breathing deeply while waiting for the obvious to-come speech about her situation. Indeed it came.

"The only burden with my existence is your tyrant of a leader before us still being alive. When my time comes, and that of my race, it'll be a sorrowful yet memorable day. I intend on taking Rhonin with me. My people was a mighty race. We have a lot to be proud of. All things comes to an end, and I'm pleased to have prolonged our end as long as I have" She frowned, hanging her head where she was cuffed. She attentivly listened to the force as she spoke. Pleased to realise, the crew of the ship did not seem to take the minor breach very serious. Rhonin, powerful as he was, was also old and not properly updated. He knew not of the creatures that was invisible to the force, so unlike her, he did not know an Ysalamiri assault when it happened.

Then again, the Miraluka had always been good at listening. She had an advantage at detecting even such things. Things supposed to be, but werent. The faint echo of something that did not exist. The sound of something that was not there. She knew not only to listen, but how to listen.

The Stormtrooper stood in front of the terminal. After a few minutes the trooper removed an item from the insert point andtabases, probably a few Stormtroopers helping with the re-fit."

"I don't know. Ever since that Rhonin Jedi thing hijacked us, things have gone from bad to worse."

"Well, I better report to my station, before one of the deciples peggs my engineering crew with pointless questions again." The lieutenant nodded.

"Yeah, Rhonin is trying to learn about this ship."

The lieutenant raised an eyebrow. "Can they not use computers?"

"No idea."

"Well with the re-fit and updating the databases, probably a few Stormtroopers helping with the task, which is taking up a lot of time."

"I don't know. Ever since that Rhonin Jedi thing hijacked us, things have gone from bad to worse. Did you know there was an intruder alert earlier, and it was put down to, get this... a faulty Mouse Droid."

"You're kidding!" The lieutenant chuckled. "Well, I better report to my station, before one of the deciples pegs my engineering crew he target in prison block 11."

"Copy that. We will rendezvous there immediately."

"Ghost Five and Six. We've secured the private hanger for our extraction."

"Good."

"Ghost Two and Nine here, we followed the captain down. We're on station and holding."

"Okay you all have your orders. Ghost One out."

***

The captain had recieved the breach report but it was put down to faulty mouse droid burning a hole through the hull and he target in prison block 11."

"Copy that. We will rendezvous there immediately."

"Ghost Five and Six. We've secured the private hanger for our extraction."

"Good."

"Ghost Two and Nine here, we followed the captain down. We're on station and holding."

"Okay you all have your orders. Ghost One out."

***

The captain had recieved the breach report but it was put down to faulty mouse droid burning a hole through the hull and installing a mag-con field. It wasn't unusual for old modeled Mouse Droids to malfunction so it was dismissed. They had already found the culprit droid. Unknowingly, though it had been programmed to malfunction by Ghost Six. Derin wiped his chin, and stepped into the prison. He had no reason to bother Rhonin with such trivial matters. "I see the festivities have already started." He smiled, turning to address Q'Anila. "Ah Q'Anila, I know much about you, it appears the Emperor had recieved a few headaches from you and quite a detailed file was available on our archives, in fact, though we had to piece together much," he paused. "You are the last remaining Miraluka, yes? That must be a terrible burden on you. Knowing you are the last of a soon to be extinct species, however I'm sure we will get the chance to speak in another life. Right now, the key to your life is in Rhonins hands. Sorry for the interruption, I had to see you with my own eyes." Derin thought he heard footsteps, but dismissed it as ship noise. "Now, you knew you would not succeed in your attempt to attack Rhonin, why did you attempt it." The captains question was not a question. He had read the files on Q'Anila with interest. He already knew why.

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