((Other then Deac not being able ot post for another week i guess, whats the hold up :D))

*O'Connel sets up his sniper rifle in front of the open doors.*
O'Connel: Better get readcy, they'll be here soon.

*Greer's datapad beeps, a message has arrived.*

Message:

From: N-R-I-Alpha

To: *Insert Greer's code name.*

You have been one of the most trusted agents in the NR Military. This message cannot be traced. The politictal situation in the Senate is FUBAR, the military now comes under dirrect and exclusive control of the Senate Defence Commity. Chief of State Solo is under house arrest, "For her own protection".

Get out and get anyone else you trust out as well.

Before you do I have one final mission for you though: Admiral Ackbar and General Madine are being held in the Left wing of the Imperial Palace. The presise location is in the attached data packet.

Get them out Greer, we're going to need them.

A. Cracken

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*Cracken closes his own datapad.*

Cracken: Time to go, Pash.

*Pash Cracken checks the charge on his DL-54 blaster again and turns to the two pilots he brought with him.*

Pash: Last chance, you could say we knocked you out.

Pilot: No way sir, we're not going in with another Empire.

Cracken: Alright, I've dissabled the security messures, it should take time to re-route.

*Pash takes a deep breath and opens the door.*

((

Name: Hurtsel
Age: ??

Affilation: Dark Jedi

*Hurtsel loyal only to Emperoir Palpatine, Hurtsel manipulates members of the Republic from afar. He worked on several genetic manipulation projects, one of which had became 'lost' to him.*

))



*Republical Senate Building*

*In a room in a far wing of the premesis(sp?) Senators are being forcably kneeling on the floor with stormtroopers points their rifles at the backs of their heads. The Sith walks in with is brood of trained lackys.*

Senator 1 "Hurtsel, I should have known someone as disgusting as you would have pulled enough strings here."

Hurtsel "Quite talkitive aren't we? You see, you senators I don't need to, sway decisions made in the senate, how ever I don't need even more is a bunch of fools who don't know their place in the galaxy, thats why I want you all vote also vote in favor, to lessen the divided Senate."

Senator 2 "What makes you think we will do your biddings!?"

*In walks in Kurt, with a snarl on his face.*

Hurtsel "It took you long enough dear boy, what took you so long?"

Kurt *Speaking in a different tone the usual* "I was killing these fool's familys, got quite messy."

*Worried looks fill the faces of the senators.*

Senator 4 "You monster!"

*Hurtsel laughs gleefully.* "My dear Senators, I believe we came to an agreement here! Have a good day."

*Hurtsel and Kurt leave the room. After Hurtsel and Kurt enter the transport, Kurt calapses grabing his head.*

Kurt "Argh! Damn kid! Argh! Hurtsel, these people aren't supposed to be trained in the ways of the Jedi!! Argh! The boy's mind keeps wanting to get control again!!"

Hurtsel "Kurtis, you are more powerful then that pathetic piece of a gray matter, for all that matters you were there before that personality ever developed. That personality will eventualy become vanquished, and you'd become completely in control."

*Kurt calms down.* "I just don't understand, that was supposed to be an easy take over, and what about the others?!"

Hurtsel "I'm sure they are awakening too. That reminds me. pilot, get the information on where the largest amount of damage that has been delt to the planet with in a week, and go there."

Coruscant

*Rwos' ship emerges from warpspace and rockets down towards the planet's surface*

Rwos: I hope then, that you have a way to save him.

*Rwos' fighter lands. Rwos and Hilth get out.

Suddenly, Hilth collapses. Rwos feels a dart impact his neck, injecting powerful tranquilizers into his bloodstream. Focusing his senses on the drug, he forces it to stop its spread, then reverse it.

As he does so, several figures in lightly armored combat suits emerge from the darkness. Ignoring the temporarily incapacitated Rwos, they quickly grab Hilth and hoist him up. Another throws a block of metal on the ground. A blue ring-shaped portal blazes to life above it.

Rwos lashes out with his tail. One of the figures carrying Hilth collapses. In the light of the portal, Rwos can see a mercenary insignia on the figure's chest.

The other figure kicks at Rwos, who deflects the blow and knocks his opponent over. A third figure fires at him with a blaster rifle. Rwos dodges and ducks under his ship for cover.

The figures carry Hilth through the portal. Before the last one goes through, Rwos fires a small tracking device at his heel. The portal closes as the last mercenary passes through.

Rwos looks up at the hospital building above*

Deac.

Ackbar Memorial
*Greer read the message and sighed. He opened up a new one to send*
From: N-R-I Delta

To: N-R-I Alpha

Situation agreed on. Protecting Deac @ Ackbar Memorial. Subject is in coma and cannot be moved. I will leave a team of 7 men plus two independents to gaurd him. I will attempt the extract, but I need a rendevous point.

J. Greer.
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Stairway B, Ackbar Memorial
*O'connel sees Rwos looking at the hospital*
O'Connel: ****, what's he doing staring. He's gonna get killed.
*O'Connel runs out to meet Rwos*
O'Connel: GET INSIDE, THEY'RE COMING! GET IN THE HOSPITAL!

Ackbar Memorial Hospital

*A round object bounces into Deac's room in the hospital. Rapidly, Gilian knocks it back out of the room. It explodes harmlessly in the hallway*

Stun grenade.

*The transparisteel windows shatter inwards under a barrage of blaster fire. Gilian is forced to take cover. A ship hovers into view outside the hospital window.

Outisde the hospital, Rwos leaps onto his ship and jumps off, opening his wings and catching a wind current that lifts him into the air*

*In jumps Fused Irvine from the doorway, igniting one of his dual Sabers, getting infrnt of deac's bed. Deflecting shots with one hand.*

Fused Irvine *To gillian, strangely in a solitary voice* "You there, I don't care how you do it, but get Deac out of here!!!"

*Fused Irvine grins as he manages to kill a few of the prepritators by deflecting their shots.*

Fused Irvine "What are you staring at!? Get going!"


*On Fused Irvine's off hand, he keeps it closed it begins to glow a eerie crimson color.*

((OOS: Fused Irvine couldn't have killed some of the attackers by deflecting their shots. Their ship is shielded.))

Gilian: Who the hell are you?

*A blaze of the shipboard cannons forces Irvine backwards. The ship's hatch opens, a plane attaching to the melted hole in the window. The cannons stop firing.

Gilian leaps over the bed and stands in a guarding stance, her blade drawn*

((Scar, up to you whether Irvine dodged or the force of the shots knocked him back. But sabers aren't going to deflect shipboard cannons.))

((Oh, ok.))

*Fused Irvine is knocked back. He then sees the 'opening'.*

Fused Irvine "About time you showed this!"

*F. Irvine pauses for a second, he puts away his saber, and with that hand, keeping his off hand charging what ever ability he was cooking up. He fires off a round of force lightning to check if the ship was still shielded.*

((I'm guessing it is an energy shielding and not like armour shielding. (like a few might say)))

((Meant to post this yesterday, I couldn't get to the site though:

Scar: Stop Hurtsel now, you are not hijacking this storyline. If you're going to say the Hurtsel is involved in the Republic conspirocy you'd be wrong, it has nothing to do with the Jedi, or the Empire, or the Sith. It has to do with polititions. Don't tell me he got his shuttle through the shields because he didn't.

The cause of all this will be revealed in good time.))

*General Madine and Admiral Ackbar stand surrounded by gaurds, they are whearing binders. A Devoronian General with a a wicked smile on his face stands before them.*

Gen. Talcor Rellenis: It is a pity that you will not join us gentle men. We are about to embark towards a great new future. One where human beings no longer rule us and where there is only one Governement, for the people.

Madine: So thats why you tried to blow up Coruscant, have the Predidant under lock and key and are about to kill us.

Talcor: Why, General, your lives are not in danger, provided you swear to serve the new government.

Ackbar: You are not for the people, as you say, you are for yourselves. This is not democracy, this is as bad as the Empire!

*Talcor back-hands Ackbar.*

Talcor: The last government allowed the Empire to take back half the galaxy back before it acted. We will not let that happen again.

Madine: The way I hear it you have more than the Empire to worry about.

Talcor: Yes, your loyay General Flax has escaped along with your flagship, although not with his wife. I wounder how effecteve he will be with her gone.

Ackbar: Flax is not the only one who has escaped you, he took half the fleet with him also.

Talcor: We shall see.

((JM: Greer should read the data packet. it has everything he needs in it.))

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Data packet:

Enter Palace through suberteranian maintanence hatch, proceed to level 124-D, extract targets. Escape via shuttle on landing pad.

*Detailed route.*

Agent will contact you inside.

*Greer sneaked along a wall. He had made it this far without getting caught. He checked the data packet again and looked around the corner. The probe droid had rounded the corner. Quickly Greer broke into a run and started opening the hatch. Finally, he got it open and jumped in. He replaced the hatch and the Probe Droid rouned the corner back again*

((Scar: Told you so. ;p

Um...since when is force-lightning an anti-ship weapon? Also I'm not sure what you mean by the shielding...))


*More grenades bounce from the open hatch into the room. Gilian dives for cover as they explode, sending waves of stunning energy and intense, blinding light through the room.

Several strangely suited beings quickly enter the room, grabbing Deac's motionless body under cover of the blinding light. Before anyone could move, they'd vanished back into their ship. The hatch closes and seals itself*

((Sweet mericiful crap red! Force lightning to find out of your ship is using shields/defectors you nog!))

*Clark and Caruso burst into the room. They see deac missing and the hatch closed. They let out a string of swears obscene enough to offend a sailor. They step outside, but return a moment later with a rocket launcher.*
Clark: Stand back, we're blowing that hatch open.

Fused Irvine "No, I'll handle this you weaklings!"

*Fused Irvine takes his glowing off hand and thrusts it in the direction of the hatch, opening his hand in the process. He throws a sphere of glowing crimson at the hatch, when it hit a great explosion occurs.*

((EDITED))
*Both men quickly ran to the hatch again, and were suprised to find it still intact. Frustrated, they went to the window to see what happens next*

((Edit: JM, the hatch wasn't blown open. ^_~))

*The ship is unaffected by Irvine's attacks. It proceeds to rake the room with a deadly spray of energy, then moves away from the window.

As it turns away, Gilian runs for the window. She leaps out, landing on top of the ship.

Rwos flies down and lands next to her on the moving ship*

*fused Irvine becomes angry at his waste of energy*

Fused Irvine "Son of a b****!"

*Fused Irvine runs full speed at the ship, dodging enemy fire while pulling out his Silver Light Masamune, igniting it then jumping ontop of the ship and beginning to create marks on the hull.

After he creates a few quick slashs to help attempt to 'weaken' a part of the hull, he puts away his saber and consentrates on his muscles. With his eyes rolling into the back of his head, he slams hard on the focal point of his slashings with a tremendious force. After creating a 'dent', his rage subsides to put him into a slightly weakened state.*

F. Irvine *on hands an knees.* "Whats the matter? Can't control youre anger? We are quite upset at your progress..." *Turning back to a single voice* "Shut up! I have control now!" "Face it Irvine, the only foot hold you have is when there is anger, and when you are, you weaken yourself out too fast. You're pathetic." "F**k you!"

*Fused Irvine looses his balence and rolls off the ship. On the way down, he can see Rwos flying upward...*

*The two men ran to the window, and saw that it was too far for them to jump, the quickly ran back and got the rocket launcher. They assembled it, and aimed it at the dent Irvine made.*
Both: MOVE!!!!
*They pulled the trigger and the rocket flew from the barrel...*

((Um, Scar, I hope that was Force speed or something, considering Irvine had mere seconds to do all that ;)))

*The rocket hits the ship, and its shields absorb the impact. The ship flies away from the hospital*

Rwos: *speaking louder above the noise of the engines* They have Starkiller, don't they?

Gilian: Yes.

Rwos: I have a tracker on one of the others. It hasn't been removed yet.

Gilian: I believe they want to use your friend as bait. These are hired mercs - I recognize the insignia. Professional kidnappers.

Rwos: I don't see any way to stop this ship. Do you?

((Well I guess it wouldn't be beyond for him not to...))

*Fused Irvine falls, weakened it takes him a bit to relise the fact that he is truely falling at a rapid pace. Meters before he hits a platform about 100 - 120 meters from where he fell, he throws open his arms and stops perfectly on a dime, causing the platform below him to crack due to sudden pulse of energy used needed to stop him.*

*A man steps out of the shodows infront of Greer, arms by his side. The man has dark skin and a shaved head, he is in his mid thirties, he whear's an NRI uniform.*

Dasken: I am Calros Dasken. You must be NRI Delta. The General sent me to guide you in, Sir.

((BD I sent you a pm several days ago. pls reply))

Kaildor pushs the door open to deacs ex-hospital room
Kaildor: im Sorry i couldlt fi....*notices signs of battle and deacs vacant space. He turns to Caruso and clark* Who the hell are you

Greer: cut the sir crap, we don't work for the NRI anymore. Most of the good agents and leaders are dead, or retired, what's left is now corrupt.
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Caruso: We're NRI agents, Deacs been taken by some mercs. *Turns to Clark* You get a picture of the insignia?
Clark: Yeah, I'm taking it up to the tech weenie, see if he can match it.
Caruso: Good.

Kaildor: whatta mean deacs been taken

Clark: Ship busted in, sheilded, we couldn't breach it,
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*Outside, team Foxtrot starts setting up camp. Quickly, O'connel snipes one of the snipers. The shot is soundless, and the body falls on top of a building away from the others. He quickly sets his sights on a heavy machine gunner, and fires again.*

*Coruscant; A Talor's place of establishment*

Talor *looking at his almost empty safe* "Business has sure been slow here. Damn wars..."

*Fused Irvine walks down the street, then stops infront of the shop. He looks at his tathered clothing, he walks into the shop.*

Fused Irvine "Taylor, I require a new wardrobe." *Tosses a bag of money* "That holds five thousand republican credits, I want a good job done, something flexable and heavly durable."

*The taylor catchs the money bag, then throws it back to fused Irvine.*

Taylor "Don't you know, there is a rebellian happening, that money is most likey useless, let alone the creditiblity." *sees Fused Irvine carrying a lgithsaber* "Oh a Jedi!? Well guess what, I don't care, you're money is no good, even if i need it."

*Fused Irvine tilts his head a little, then a rumble is heared in the air as the Taylor is lifted up from the ground grabing at his throut.*

Fused Irvine "I'm not a Jedi, and to make this perfectly clear for you. Republican Credits will do just fine."

*The taylor nods his head, then is released.*

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*The Devastator*

*Irvine goes to his quarters, surpisingly it was clean, and the presence of a yasimari wasn't there either. How ever he could sense that he had a few cameras viewing him.

Irvine walks to the Holovid and watches the news about the current situation with the rebellian agenst the republic, while watching this a small thought occurs in the back of his mind "Pethetic rebels and their precious Republic."

The thought quickly is replaced by a slight desire of sorts. Irvine turns up the volume on the holovid and points at a camera that would get a good look at his face, the camera short-circuts.*

Irvine *speaking softly that only he can hear himself speak* "Who are you?"

*A pause, then a voice, one that held a darker but yet strangely 'familar' characteristic to it.*

Voice *just as soft, only Irvine can hear it.* "It's me."

Irvine *firmly* "Who?"

Voice "Someone who has been kept away for a long, long time."

Irvine "A long time?"

Voice "Yes, Longer then you'd expect, but oddly enough, I dispise you."

Irvine "Dispise? What have I done?"

Voice "Shouldn't you know? Why should I tell you, you're a Jedi, figure it out. You we're always weak, I have known this for almost your entire exsistence."

Irvine "Shut up, I don't want to hear you."

*sillence.*

Dasken: Fine, listen, it's only been a few hours, your codes still work and we should just be able to walk in. The problem will be getting out. Once we get to the shuttle High Flight Squad will escort us out. We have about an hour before they officially defect.

Greer: OK, we just have to extract the solos, maidine, and ackbar?

((I could've SWORN I replied here already x_x))

Coruscant

*The ship carrying Deac streaks off into the darkness*

Gilian: They're not entering warp.

Rwos: Then...they must have a destination located on this planet...

Gilian: Perhaps we shouldn't try to breach the hull, then. Better to see where they're going...

*A cloakes ship closely follows. Starr Hailfire carefully monitors the ship below him*

Cracken should be very interested in this...

((Scar: I tried to PM you, your box is full. So I shall sumerise:

1. I do not believe your plot came before mine. Its obviosly derived from mine, or you would have tried to introduce it earlier.

2. We are now fully engaged, Hurtsel has not interacted with anyone and ignoring your post is very easy.

3. I got here first, thats how it works. A while back Cracken nuked one of my plot threads. I didn't bitch about it.

4. Don't bother trying to argue, my mind is made up.))

Dasken: We can't get to the Solos, we get Madine and Ackbar out. The Presidant is in no imidiate danger so we're going to have to leave her where she is. Rellenes will probably exicute Madince and Ackbar for treason very quickly, they're our main concern at the moment.

*Dasken leads Greer to a turbolift, then stips inside.*

Dasken: This will take us to Floor 124-D, from there its just a quick walk.

*Greer enters the turbolift.*
Greer: Quick walks have a habit of becoming long.
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Clark: You got anything to following them from?

Kaildor: me? no i wasnt here! Although,... Deacs a cyborg, could you use that anyway?

Originally posted by BattleDog
((Scar: I tried to PM you, your box is full. So I shall sumerise:

1. I do not believe your plot came before mine. Its obviosly derived from mine, or you would have tried to introduce it earlier.


((I'm not sure if Cracken remembers, but I do definately remember talking about my plot to him during the LAN party :rolleyes:

And I could have sworn that my inbox was empty!!))

*Greer and Dasken arrive outside the conferance room where Ackabr and Madine are being held. The door is gaurded by a pair of Republic Troopers in body armor.*

Trooper 1: What are you doing here?

Dasken: We're NRI agents, we're here to interogate the prisoners.

Trooper 2: Autherization?

Dasken: Here. *Hands over a data card.*

Trooper 1: Wait here.

*The tropper leans into the room.*

General, the NRI agents are here.

*Inside Madine has a bloody nose and a gash on his forhead, Rellenes is holding a knife.*

Rellenes: What? I didn't send for interogators!

Trooper 1: Okay, who are you?

*Dasken looks at Greer.*

((Okay BD, I hope this post will be more 'agreeing'))

*Hurtsel and the dementised Kurt lands near where Cracken had fired off the highly explosive Force Destruction.*

*Hurtsel and Kurt leave the shuttle, immedately Hurtsel begins to 'sense' the area, holding his arms somewaht out with palms facing the ground/dibris.*

Hurtsel "Cracken's presence was obviosuly here..." *begins to walk around* "Over here I can sense a few weaker signals, Aah... Deac Starkiller, and he seems to have gone down with some sort of illness."

Kurt "You can sense this?"

Hurtsel "Of course, every being gives off its own natural energies, you should know that."

Kurt *sighs* 'He didn't get what I ment.'

*Hurtsel continues to 'walking' around.*

Kurt "So, how did you get through the planetary shielding?"

Hurtsel "Information is power."

*Hurtsel throws a data pad with co-ordenants of a command station that powered a 'section' of the shielding, at Kurt, whom examins it.*

Hurtsel "Guards and other simple minded personel can and will always be manipulated easily. When someone blindly follows orders with no question, its no wonder how i got in so easily."

Kurt "And I know that you don't have much control over the senatators."

Hurtsel "Just those ones for now, everything takes time. Besides I've seen their track records, some of their 'ideals' might influence other's. But like I stated, anything taken too quickly and my plans would be revealed. Besides during this time, why not attempt to gain some power, everything would be too chaotic that no one would notice. Ah ha! found it."

Kurt "What?"

Hurtsel "Irvine, and his power as grown some. Something is wrong with his power, its strange, altered somewhat, I don't understand."

Kurt "Ignore it, don't we have better things to do?"

Hurtsel "Yes, you're right."

*Hurtsel and Kurt board the shuttle again, and take off.*

Greer: Jim Greer. I have authority to interogate them, or be present during the interrogation, wether you call for me or not.

((Sorry for the relative lack of postage. Been, um, ...busy ^~))

*The ship enters one of Coruscant's abandoned financial districts. Rwos and Gilian stay low on the ship's topside*

Gilian: I'm picking up a large amount of life-form readings up ahead. This may be some sort of base.

((Scar, you can do what you like but Hurtsel won't get a look in with the Republic.))

Trooper 1: General, He says his name is Jim Greer, he has authorety to oversee interogations.

Rellenes: I don't care, send them away.

Trooper 1: You heard the General, you'll have to leave, Sir.

Dasken: We're not leaving, we're here to see the prisoners.

Trooper 1: You heard me..... *The Trooper sees Dasken's blaster and brings his own carbine up on instinct. Dasken fires, the gaurd crumples with a gut wound.*

*Greer quickly draws his own blaster and shoots the second trooper before he can react. Then he aims his blaster at Rellenes*
Greer: I told you I had authorization.

((Bd, don't tempt me to start becoming annoying, cus i'll rape you like you'r custer!! :D

*begins to 'whoop' like a Native American* :D

of course i'm merely joking))

((Well that was...uh...spectacular :rolleyes: :p))

*The ship flies low and enters a broken-down building*

Rwos: They'll be expecting us. Get ready...

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*Starr watches the ship enter the building. Then, suddenly, he finds his ship buffeted about by an invisible force. It begins moving sideways, against the force of its engines*

Tractor beam! How did they penetrate my cloak?

*Starr activates his ship's countermeasures, but to no avail. His ship is drawn inexorably down into a pit of decayed structures*

*Clark and Caruso head downstairs to find out if they can catch up with their car. They arrive at the exit when they find the doors have been locked. They quickly head back to the window and begins sniping*
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New temp. Character:
Name: Bob Holt
Age: 43
Occupation: Senior Reporter
Bio: A reporter for most of his life, he has a knack for being right in the middle of his stories
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*O'Connel continued sniping, he sniped a guy trying to set up a rocket launcher. The body fell from the building and fell right across the street of Bob Holt. Within 3 minutes, the press knew something was going on. Within 17 they were already at the scene.*

((Sorry, RL got in the way.))

*Relleness goes for his blaster and Dasken shoots him in the gut. Relleness crumples and passes out.*

Madine: So what took so long?

Dasken: Sorry Sir, we were having Caf.

Ackbar: How do you propose to get us out of here?

Dasken: We have a shuttle and an escort waiting, Sir.

*Dasken cuts the binders with his vibroblade.*

*Just then Relleness comes to and hits a panic button on his uniform, a siren begins to blair!*

Madine: Looks like we're out of time.

Dasken: What do we do with him. *Gestures to the Devoronian.*

Greer: As much as I hate saying this, we may need a hostage

[Hi everyone! I'm back]

Coruscant

*Deac is beginning to turn paler and his hair is starting to fall out...*

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Wherever Madine[Hold up-in't he dead?] and Ackbar are

*Beler Jil enters the room, running*

Beler: Thank the force you two are still alive, I've been sent by the front to get you out of here.

Greer: Looks like we're not the only ones trying to get them out. Who are you?

Kaildor follows Clark and Caruso down stairs, attachs a sliancer to a pistol and uses his cybernetic vision to begin sniping as well