Demolished Galaxy

[Writer]

"But it was received and here they are," Edessa said, coming up behind Kerri. She smirked slightly, slinging an arm over her Jedi friend's shoulder. "I told you a week ago that she'd get here just as soon as the Jedi cleared all the governmental red tape." To Kerri, she said, "It's been a while."

 

Kerri's bewilderment was almost visible on her face, and she would have asked when they'd requested help, but Edessa caught her eye, shaking her head slightly to prevent Kerri from saying anything. Instead, Kerri slipped her arm around Edessa's waist and gave her a light squeeze. "Too long," she agreed. Then, she turned to the Pau'an.

 

"We came as quickly as we could manage," she told him. "Like Edessa said, it's not easy to wade through red tape... even for Jedi."

 

They sent a request for aid? she asked Edessa through the Force.

 

It surprised me as well, the Arkanian Offshoot replied. I've been trying to lead them on about it, and to this point, I've been successful.

 

Our numbers are too few to give the Pau'ans suitable aid, Kerri objected. Abruptly, she realized that the Pau'an had asked her something. She'd been too distracted to notice.

 

"I'll take them to their rooms," Edessa volunteered, having heard that he'd asked if they wanted a brief rest before getting to work. "This way." She frowned at the little group. "Well, you'll all need disguises to start."

 

She looked at the Pau'an. "Can your people see about getting the troopers less conspicuously dressed? I'll see to Kerri."

[Black Knight of Keno]

Marn glanced at Edessa and squinted slightly within his helmet before looking at the troopers.

"It's your mission" he told them before drawing his hood back on and dropping the blood red cape over his shoulders. The Feeorin walked over to a container and leaned against it before taking out his blaster and double-checking it so it wouldn't jam during a firefight.

 

The other two Pau'ans stepped into the light and motioned for the troopers to follow them for a small cache of clothing that had been hastily put together under Edessa's advise after the Veractyl returned. The troopers would have to manage with suiting themselves with very loose robe-like garments over their armors.

 

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Meanwhile, in the Separatist Council meeting, Dooku stood up in front of the Council.

"We have secured a more suitable place for the Council. Some place more secure. I myself along with my apprentice and General Grievous are needed in the War, but I am sending you to the Volcanic world of Mustafar. It is the most secure place in the Confederacy. The Jedi will never find you there" Dooku told them before nodding to a group of kortosis super battle droids standing by to escort the council to their transport.

 

Once the council had adjourned, Dooku signed for his apprentice and Grievous to approach him.

"There is a presence here I have not felt in years. An old friend is here. A Feeorin by the name of Marn. Keep an eye out for him, for he may be trouble. I will leave for the fleet heading to Corellia. It is a key system we must conquer. Grievous, check the perimeter guard posts one more time and then leave to lead the battle for Onderon" the graying old fiend told the men before placing a hand on his apprentice's shoulder.

 

"As for you, my young apprentice. Hunt this sinkhole for Marn. He is a liability for our efforts here and it is in our best interest to either capture and hold him or outright kill him. This is an important mission and do not underestimate the Feeorin Jedi's abilities. He is much older than I am and has thus much more wisdom and possibly skill as well. and be wary of the natives. They do not agree with our occupation" the Sith Lord told his apprentice before leaving for his own shuttle.

[Writer]

Edessa led Kerri back to her ship, which was not far from the meeting area. As they walked, they worked together at tricking any observers into thinking that Kerri was dressed as a simple traveler, not a Jedi. When they reached the ship, they dropped the illusion and boarded.

 

"What are you so on edge about?" Edessa finally asked. "Last time we talked, you told me there was a Republic fleet within range for a quick jump in-system to help us out."

 

"I have to think about the numbers involved at present," Kerri answered, selecting one of Edessa's slightly more modest outfits. I have six ARC troopers and myself. There's you, that strange fellow... Marn, was his name? And then, we'll have a handful of Pau'ans. Against how great an army?" She sighed. "I know too little about the situation I've been thrust into."

 

"You'll catch on quick," Edessa promised, running a hand through her white hair. "Get dressed and we'll go back to the others. We have little time to rest. Rumors are floating around the city that the Council is preparing for a move."

 

Just as Edessa was about to leave, Kerri stopped her. Stepping closer, she traced a finger over the blue tattoos on Edessa's pale face. "Are they permanent?"

 

Edessa laughed. "Quite," she answered. "If I'm going to be a mercenary, occasionally on call for the Jedi, I've got to look the part. No more flowing Jedi robes, the occasional blaster thrown in the mix..." She tapped the rather bulky looking blaster holstered next to her lightsaber. "Go on, get ready."

 

And Kerri retreated further into the ship to do just that.

[Cyborg Ninja]

Brutus began looking at the cloaks they would have to put on over their armor. He selected a red one to match the red on his armor, it was the color of war. He turned to face his brothers after he was done.

 

"Alright men this is the moment we've been waiting for. The odds seem to be against us but we've got something those tinnies don't... we've got souls. I don't know about the rest of you but I've been through alot this war. I've encountered General Grievous twice in combat and lived. He's strong but he's not invincible. He's quick, he's strong, and he's got four arms all holding lightsabers, if you run into him during combat just fire and back up, let the jedi handle him... or a clone seeking revenge. I've fought along side General Kenobi and he's told me Dooku is no walk in the park either. Our best chance here is to eliminate as many droids as possible and let the jedi handle the leaders. Get yourselves ready for combat we move out when the general is ready."

 

Brutus watched the masked man check his blaster.

 

A jedi that uses blasters... sounds like my type of jedi Brutus thought to himself as he began to check his weapons as well.

[Fredi]

"As for you, my young apprentice. Hunt this sinkhole for Marn. He is a liability for our efforts here and it is in our best interest to either capture and hold him or outright kill him. This is an important mission and do not underestimate the Feeorin Jedi's abilities. He is much older than I am and has thus much more wisdom and possibly skill as well. and be wary of the natives. They do not agree with our occupation" the Sith Lord told his apprentice before leaving for his own shuttle

 

“Yes, master” the apprentice answered.

He walked towards a magna guard that was standing in Grievous side, “You, come with me” Judicar said to the magna guard. He then walked out of the room and from under his robe he takes out a holovideo of his love “I need to see you love” Judicar said as he looks the video where he appears with a young woman. He then hid the holovideo again and walked towards a small battalion of droids and said “prepare, a Jedi is coming, we can’t take any risk”

[Master_Archon]

Kanricko Vode took out some excessively baggy garments from the clothing cache, slipping the cloak he had chosen on over his armor. It was perfect in size and make, easily engulfing his entire body, and covering everything, even down to his very feet, but still allowed him full mobility, and easy removal in case of intense firefights. It had one of it's own pauldrons, which was on the right side, and that allowed his own armor's pauldron to even out the left side. The cloak itself was of a course material, and a tannish-brown hue, with strange black pinstripes and other odd markings.

 

Kanricko Vode removed his helmet, once again revealing his heavily scarred and tarnished face.

 

"Sir," he said to the captain. "I recommend we remove our helmets, we'll be recognized, regardless of whether we have these cloaks on or not, if they see us in these helmets that is," Kanricko Vode finished, attaching his helmet to the repelling cable on his belt. Considering the shear bagginess of his garments, the helmet was well hidden under them, no bulge could be seen at all.

 

The other ARCs took his advise, removing their helmets too; many of them had their own individual scars, some even had tattoos, but they still all looked the same. But they knew this, so one by one they found things to cover their faces, or heads: one wrapped his head in bandages, making his appearance less distinguishable, another found a strange baklava in the clothes cache, and the other two did similarly, one finding a crude helmet to wear ((one from the clothes cache that is, if any of you didn't catch that)), the other wrapping the lower half of his face in a large, thick scarf-like garment.

 

Kanricko Vode pulled out a strange pair of goggles that nearly encompassed his entire face, and thus hid his identity rather well, though they did make him look rather silly, so-much-so, that his ARC brothers began snickering and laughing to themselves.

 

"What? Do I look that bad?" He questioned his them with his arms spread out wide, the baggy sleeves that covered his armored arms only adding to the comical effect, which didn't help his ARC brothers one bit, many started laughing raucously, two of them pounding on each others backs two help themselves breathe, as they were out of breath from laughing so hard. Kanricko Vode simply shook his head with a smile, it was good to see they could still laugh during such trying times for the Republic, then again, ARCs hardly ever laughed, so it was just good to see them laugh period!

 

Alpha-70 simply did as his Captain and the force user Marn were doing, and he began checking his weapons.

 

After awhile of cleaning, preparing, checking, and then rechecking his gear, Alpha-70 turned to the only person who didn't appear to be grinning like a fool because of his appearance, then again, that same person hadn't removed his helmet like he'd suggested, the Captain. "Brutus, Sir, I think I'll go see if General Kerrina is ready to go, she's been gone long enough to have gotten ready by now," he told his superior, and then walked off.

 

As Kanricko Vode began to leave the area, heading off in the direction he'd seen the two Jedi head, but he realized something, he had no idea where they were. But experience, common sense, and strong intuition told him it was a relatively straight path. So Alpha-70 kept going, passing quite a few people, who paid him little heed, which was good, it meant he was well disguised, and that he blended in well. Eventually the ARC Trooper made it to the other Jedi's ship, or what he could guess was her ship.

 

He approached, looking around and seeing no one he walked partway up the ramp, and then pounded on the side of the ship so those inside could hear.

 

"Gener...I, er, Kerrin...no, uuuhh," Kanricko Vode had a hard time speaking to people in a non-formal fashion, it was what defined who-was-who for him. "Kerri!" He finally spat out, wincing a bit, but realizing that he wasn't being reprimanded, nor was the world imploding, he let out a sigh, it wasn't as hard as he'd thought, but it would still be pretty hard, the formalities of the military were well ingrained into his head, it would always be a bit of a struggle to speak to a Jedi in a casual manor, especially since he had such strong loyalties to the Jedi.

 

"...Uh, Miss, I mean, uh, Kerri, are you done? We need to get moving, the others are prepared, well, actually, we've been prepared, we're pretty much waiting on you, oh, and your friend too," Alpha-70 said into the ship with a raised voice, so those inside could hear. "Wonder if she'll laugh at me too," he muttered to himself, as he walked back down the ramp, and sat down on a nearby crate.

 

"Time is of the essence General, we have no idea how long the council will stay in one place for long," Alpha-70 said to no one in particular as he sat, waiting for General Kerrina, and her friend, Edessa, to come out.

[Black Knight of Keno]

As the clones were getting ready, Marn snickered at their dressing up. It seemed they were competing for the worst dressed clone award if anything. As he holstered his blaster, he also leaned off the crate and walked to the head of the Pau'an welcoming committee.

"Blood-Stained One, you will not mask yourself?" the Pau'an asked and the armored man shook his head.

"The Clones can distinguish between armors. My armor will not attract attention any more than it has before when droids have walked past me around here" Marn reassured them before glancing towards one of the ARCs that went after Kerri.

 

"You got my latest shipment?" he asked quietly from the Pau'an who nodded and led him to a more remote crate marked with a holocron-like symbol.

"Thank you" Marn said before forcing the crate open. Inside he looked at the contents, grinning slightly to himself within his helmet. As he closed the lid of the crate, the Feeorin turned to the Pau'an once more.

"Have the Utai take this an the rest to my ship. I trust you've kept it hidden from the Separatists" Marn said and the tall man nodded.

"Your ship has not been touched. It hasn't let anyone touch it, if I'm quite honest about it. It seems like it has a mind of it's own" the Pau'an told Marn who chuckled and nodded.

"It does, doesn't it?" he asked him rhetorically before walking over to the ARCs.

 

"Listen up, fellows. When you're here there's only one rule until your General tells you otherwise; don't screw up and attract attention" he told them before sitting down on a crate and waiting for Kerri.

[Cyborg Ninja]

Brutus took Kanricko Vode's advice and remvoed his helmet hooking to to his side. His face was not as battle wounded as the others. He had a scar from the first Grievous encounter and that was about it... at least on his face. He listened to the other ARCs at the laughed at what was Kanricko Vode's face.

 

"I'd watch who you're laughing at, Kanricko Vode can rip a droid apart with his bare hands," Brutes told his clones as he held his electrostaff.

 

 

"Brutus, Sir, I think I'll go see if General Kerrina is ready to go, she's been gone long enough to have gotten ready by now,"

 

Brutus nodded as Kanricko Vode walked off.

 

"Listen up, fellows. When you're here there's only one rule until your General tells you otherwise; don't screw up and attract attention"

 

Though Marn was not a superior he was still a jedi, or appeared to be one so Brutus stopped what he was doing and saluted the man after he had finished speaking.

 

"Yes sir Mr. Marn, you can count on us, in fact you won't even know we're there."

 

Brutus then placed his electrostaff under his cloak and waited for General Kerrina to return.

[Writer]

Kerri and Edessa came out together, joining Kanricko Vode just outside the ship. Kerri was dressed in loose black pants, black leather boots, a dark gray long-sleeve shirt, and a black leather jacket. Her lightsaber had been attached to an inside pocket of the jacket and was therefore not visible. On her belt, she wore a blaster similar to Edessa's. She had also removed the plain gold tiara from her forehead, leaving it behind on Edessa's ship, and she had pulled her hair back into a ponytail, such that the white strips of her bangs sent a narrow streak backward along the center of her head.

 

At the sight of Kanricko Vode, Edessa turned away, forcing herself to keep a straight face. Kerri just smiled at him and said, "We're ready. Let's head back."