the trandoshan pirate charged at the two as the left the cell. he pulled out his vibroblade and spoke gibberish. he brought his blade down at the stormtrooper.
***
daren herth and his squad sat in the armory close to the prison block. they were gearing up for a mission. the sound of thumps could be heard above. one commando turned to daren "did you hear somethin'?" daren turned "yea. you two check it out."
***
gren stood. "very well, i will inform my captains." he looked at the sith, then back at the admiral. "i will see you again shortly." he exited the room and walked to the prison block.
The Stormtrooper slammed the blaster rifle square into the pirates jaw knocking him back. "Stun him, the baster rifles were already set on stun before we arrived." The trooper immediately activated the com. "This is Commander Sraf. Number T-173J. We have a prison break. Code 3. Full alert. Last seen near the detention level headed for north turbo-freight lift."
"Control confirmed."
PA: "Detention alert 3. All security teams converge on the north freight-lift."
The Stormtrooper opened another panel in the wall. "Put this frame on." Handed over Ysalamiri to trooper Corran. Then took another frame with a dead Ysalamiri on it. The trooper fixed it to the wall where the original Ysalamiri frame was. "You used full mental powers to overpower the frail creature." Commander Sraf stepped into the hall turned around ad began walking back rifle raised. "Follow my lead. Dont speak unless you actually need to. Private com to is fine." Sraf tapped the com. "Detention area clear. The prisoner Corran has escaped. Looks like a Force blast knocked out four Stormtroopers and an unknown. Moving to freight elevator."
gren listened to the annoncement. he activated the intercom. "belay that order. this is general gren jalos. base on full security lockdown. nothing comes in nothing goes out. deactivate the freight elevator. close all blast doors. seal every room except operations control and medlab. seal off the tunnels. commandos, to the prison block. asap."
***
as he spoke, the commandos ran down the hall toward the prison block. they passed the blast doors and arrived just as the prison block sealed. they stared down the corridor at the two stormtroopers with yasilimari nutrient frames. they took cover and daren yelled out. "identification?!"
***
the trandoshan fell to the ground. it awoke as daren yelled down the corridor. it rose and brought up its blaster.
Under cover of a metal strut Sref slammed a boot down into the pirates face. Then fired a stun blast on maximum setting. To com: "Unknown is hostile." To Corran: "Just trust me. Your number is T-294J. Your name is Dern Feral and the armour you are wearing is not T-389J as was the trooper who was wearing it and another trooper in the base is wearing the same armour." Sraf activated the com. "Commander Sraf and Lieutenant Feral. T-173J and T-294J. We are part of Grand Admiral Vassisks elite guard." Sraf walked forward slowly but casually. 'Just wait a few more seconds and the three stun grenades I planted at theend of the hallway will explode.' A small digital timer was counting down in her HUD. "The target is headed for the..."
"(fizz)...34K North hanger! We have a hostile Stormtrooper going nuts...(fizzle-blaster shot-hiss)...ahh! He just flung a whole squad of Stormtroopers 50 met...(gzzz)...whoa. Defend the tractor beam equipment...(blaster shot-screams-blaster shot)...Don't let him reach those shuttles....(fizzzzz)...Ahhhh!...(hisssfizz-cuts-out)..."
"Dammit. He's fast. The North hanger doesnt have any Ysalamiri in it. Command this is Commander Sraf. Get some elite troops to the North hanger immediately! No countermmands." She turned her attention back to the troops ahead. To Corran: "Lower you vizor brightness to level 2 by tapping the circuler button on your belt control pad.
In the North hanger. The rigged tracter beam equipment worked perfectly as a Stormtrooper ran into the hanger firing. He raised his arm and pressed a hidden accurator in his palm glove. The group of troopers that were running towards suddenly were flung backwards as the beam equipment went haywire near them then expolded. Sending shrapnel in the flying troopers direction.
daren grimaced, "roger that, moving out." he turned to the first two he had sent. "you guys stay and secure that trando. then escort these two to wherever they're going." they saluted and left. daren ordered the rest of the commandos to the hanger. he turned to sraf. "do you know whats going on?"
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gren frowned. "well can you contact him?! from what i just heard lockdown is the most tactful thing to do!" he banged on the console and walked to the prison block.
Originally posted by DangerousBeautyjacen blushed "i think he did you one better than that"jacen said as he set her on the bed
Satana smiled and kissed his cheek in return. "I'm sure you could think of a few reasons... For example: how I tricked you , then chained you to your bed all those years ago. I almost thought Jakar was going to slap me when I told him what happened."
~okay, i'm a little confused about all the details concerning corran so here it goes correct me if anything is wrong~
once they were in the ship corran raised the blaster against his 'savior' "now, who the hell are you" corran asked as he raised the setting on the blaster to full lethality
daren grimaced, "roger that, moving out." he turned to the first two he had sent. "you guys stay and secure that trando. then escort these two to wherever they're going." they saluted and left. daren ordered the rest of the commandos to the hanger. he turned to sraf. "do you know whats going on?"
The Commander relased the detonators and set them to safe. "No. But I'd sure like to know why a Ysalamiri shirivelled up an died." Sraf indicated the wall mount. "Daren. First we need to get to that hanger, then I'll tell you what I've figured out." The Commander raced off towards the nearest turbolift.
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gren frowned. "well can you contact him?! from what i just heard lockdown is the most tactful thing to do!" he banged on the console and walked to the prison block.
"Hold please..."...."Lock-down in one minute."