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[Daniel Reaving]

"I refuse to confuse courage with foolishness." Navira said in response as she walked to the door and looked out glancing absently at the people outside before she looked further onward to see two being a massive robot and a clone. "Uhhh hate to break introductions but. We've got other matters like the robot I really wanna kill and your clone." She said once the loud annoying yelling from the robot was done. To help everyone see she stept out past the people and pointed out in the directions of the two beings.
The Mechanist The Cloak Best Trekkie. Emperor Of Embers

 

[Best Trekkie.]

Jock points the rotary cannon into Navira's face. Each barrel was 50mm in diameter. The suit was also shielded and was armed with proton missile tubes. On it's back was the Mass Driver from an AT-TE. "Nobody is dying here... Even if some want it to happen." The armor was at it's thinnest up to 1 foot thick. At it's most it was a about 2 feet of durasteel composite. "You can stop hand held blasters but you cant stop a blaster bolt headed towards you every 0.5 seconds. Understand?"

 

[The Mechanist]

Vent sighed, “the folly of youth and their violent nature.” He said stepping out. Maccus turned back towards the general, “I’m not opposed to you riding with us sir, and it appears as though that woman no longer needs us to shelter her....” he said before looking st the clone commando. “I haven’t seen one of those in years.”
Ren stepped out to see what was happening. “Alright so where did all of you come from?” He asked looking at each stranger he didn’t recognize. Elizabeth followed him out, a new barrel already attached to her rifle as she took the small moment to replace it. “Seriously does everyone expect to ride in our sand crawler?” She asked looking at them all.
“It’s actually my sand crawler,” Ren teases to his loving wife. “I’m fairly sure it’ll hold all of you, even the big guy in the suit.”

 

[The Cloak]

Jax: "Well now that we are all aquanited" I said, removing my mask and goggles. "Pilot, I kindly ask that you disembark your craft so we can speak without you blowing out my ear drums." I said. "We are all clone-era soldiers here. Us arguing isn't going to change anything." I peered over into the walker. "Ark, watch the lightsaber." I said, as she focused on Navira. "I fought against and with Obi-Wan Kenobi on Mandalore. If she thinks i can't handle her lightsaber, she's wrong." Ark said.

Regus: "Statement: I think there are now too many of us to Transport. However, i could bring the ship to us Master. It has enough room for all of these walkers." I said. "No need Regus. I'm sure we can all get there alive and well." Jax said, clearly taking the time to gauge his opponents. I could tell by looking, the Sith was young, and had a poor battle stance. The robot was tough, and not something I would want to face. Master can handle that. If the people behind us were to decide to fight, i'm 78% sure they would fight with us. And if the Commando unit decided to fight us, now he was the challenge. He held his rifle wisely, definitley well trained on Kamino. And judging by his armor, possibly a Phase 2 trooper, so he may not have the inhibitor chip placed by the Kaminoians. "Exclamation. I calculate a 89% chance of our survival if a fight was to begin." I said. "Thank you Regus. Those are definitley odds I can work with." Ark said in reply.

 

[Emperor Of Embers]

Boomer watched the group carefully as he made his slow approach. He could hear what they were saying, and stayed silent as he walked on up. And when one of them asked if everyone expected to ride in the Crawler, he shook his head. "No. Not with it being so crowded... At this point I am better off alone. But first thing's first, Who are you all, and what are you doing here?" He said with a stern and serious tone as he lowered his rifle. "Don't try anything stupid, you won't live long enough to regret it." It had been a while since he had interaction with anyone, but he was never that good with people anyways. He had a fatherly aura to him. Best Trekkie. The Cloak Daniel Reaving The Mechanist

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Navira didn't even twitch as the idiot decided to threaten her and in response she opened her saber once more. "Wanna bet?" She asked ignoring the other clone era idiot who thought they could deal with a sith in return to his foolish cockiness. Was some one really stupid enough to threaten someone like her. It was rare that even a full army of heavily armed men could kill a sith let alone some idiot in a suit. It was dumb of him to say the least. Hearing the old man once more she decided to listen to him after hearing about the rebel companions. "You're lucky to say the least. I do recommend you rethink your attitude though. You aren't immortal, after all, remove your suit and what are you?" She asked the idiot in the big suit with a small smirk before looking to the clone with his weapons drawn as if he had authority over anyone here. "I do hate to intrude but who do you think you are to make threats in this position. It is clear you are alone and for all you know we are all together on top of this I am a sith something not even armies of clones could kill so what could one of you do?" She inquired to the clone.
him. Best Trekkie. The Cloak Emperor Of Embers The Mechanist

 

[The Mechanist]

Maccus scoffed, “Jango killed a Sith all by himself, what makes you any different.” Turning to the Jedi hebspoke up, “General can’t you do something about her, surely you can handle a youngling like that with no issue.”
Vent approached the armo d man completely ignoring the Sith, “hmmm my my, you poor soul, I am familiar with the design of your suit. I kept saying they should’ve tested these on droids.”
Ren sighed, “I’m guessing th commando was the one who sent out that radio broadcast then.”

 

[Best Trekkie.]

I am fairly certain that this suit is bigger than you, stronger than you, meaner than you, and includes a built in computer targeting system that allows me to shoot at you from thirty miles away and hit you in the head whilst looking the opposite direction. Once again. Wanna bet?" The suit was equipped with a deflector bubble shield that would activate on contact with any type of weapon that touched it. And although the shield could be broken; it could tank 12 turbo laser shots if it was to activate in the first place.

 

[The Cloak]

Jax: "Okay. Theres too much testosterone here." Ark said. "I agree." I replied. "That is enough. The force has clearly brought us all together. Whether you like it or not, the force wants us on a united front. I mean no harm to any of you. I don't think anyone wants to die on this desolate hole in space." I said with a more commanding voice. "Now lets all lower our weapons, turn off our outrageously loud power armor, and talk like civilized beings. We are not Hutts."

 

[Reaper.44]

Mandalore. A warrior world. And a moon away, a scattered asteroid field can be seen near a red dwarf star. Almost beautiful in a way with red light and shadows dancing. Maybe a planet was here, or what the dwarf created. Deeper within the field, warps metals melded into the rock can be noticed. The surface crackling with a soft hum of music from the vibrations. As if ghosts were singing their own hymn. Even deeper, a mausoleum of carbonite and ship debris. Old starships as floating tombstones in a graveyard. The flagship's remains as their family crypt.
Rumours often brought desperate treasure hunters to their doom from being shot for trespassing on sacred ground, or risking too much and joining the dead.
Some even dared to break into the flagship for relics of the past. Old swords and armours worth their weight in credits to the right patron.
Only question was, who would risk the ghosts of the past to rise from their sleep to haunt them?
Or even wake up old nightmares?
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[Best Trekkie.]

"Fair point. But.... nevermind." Jock lowers the rotary cannon and stands down. "A few questions. Who are you?" He says to Jax. Jock looks at Vent and asks, "Where did you come from?" And then he looks at the sith lord and slightly shouts, "Why is there a sith lord with the non sith worshipers?" Jock wasn't naturally like this. The only reason he was so pissed was because the suit he wore was impossible to take off.

 

[Emperor Of Embers]

"I am the one who sent the broadcast, because I picked up your signal." Boomer said as he looked at ren. "Now... Why are all of you following my signal anyways? Come to finish the work of the Separatists?" He asked as he looked at te sith, and smiled under his helmet. "A lot more than you think, sweetheart. I was the most feared in my squad. So tread carefully." He said, though her status as a sith has gone to her head, he could think of ways out of this. "I am not what you call Civilized. I've been living on this damned planet since the end of the war.... Just surviving." He added as he lowered his rifle. The Cloak Daniel Carmichael The Mechanist Best Trekkie. R Reaper.44

 

[The Cloak]

Jax: "You and me both, Commander." I said. "Statement: Clone Commando 01/125. Presumed dead after the second invasion of Geonosis. He was a phase 2 and later trooper, possibly with the implant from the Chancellor. I suggest you proceed with caution." Regis said. "I must apologize for my Friends rudeness. I am former General Jackson Price of the Grand Republic Army, former Jedi Knight of the Jedi Order. I served with the 501st legion with Captain Rex, under the 104th legion with Commander Wolffe and with the 7th sky corps with Marshal Commander Cody. I also assisted some commando units and knew some of your men. Your bravery reputation proceeds you. I was in the first and second invasion of Geonosis, the battle for Mon Cala, the battle of Ryloth, and the defense of Kamino, to name a few. I've fought and destroyed many droids and traitors of the republic." I said. "I understand your pain, Commander. War is hell. Unfortunatley, with the Chancellors betrayal of the Jedi order and self-appointment to Emporer, I believe we find ourselves on the other side of that battle."

Ark: During his speech, I removed my helmet, letting my Mandalorian hair loose and holstering my blaster. Some of the Death Watch symbols echoed through my armor, however, most were painted over by Regus, who was a pretty good painter, for a droid.

Regus: Master sure could talk. I touched a panel on My wristpad, plotting a hover course for the ship. It was not in visual distance, but soon enough, it would be. I activated the protocol droid we keep on the bridge and had him bring the ship over toward us.

 

[Best Trekkie.]

"So. When will the ship arrive? I need to resupply ammunition and fuel." Inside the helmet there were warning lights all over the place informing Jock that he was low on power. He turned towards Vent and asked, "How do you know of this design? Did you work on it by any chance?" Jock tried to stay still but the armor he wore underneath the suit was incredibly uncomfortable and thus he wanted to scratch. However though he couldn't because when he tried to itch his back, the armor plates covering his arm hit the joint-stop that limited movement. "Grrrr!" He growled in frustration.

 

[The Mechanist]

Maccus looked st the commando, “I’m on your side, look, my uniform still has the republic symbols on them. I’m a sergeant, and this man here is a general.”

Vent looked at the armored man, “I was removed from the team that designed your outfit, I kept telling them it was a bad idea and needed to be tested on droids. But those fools held onto their vanity and pride saying that it would be fine. Hmph, look where it ended up. Trapping a poor soul in a suit for eternity. It’s gonna take me a long time to analyze the suit and figure out how to open it.” Vent said to him. “If you would allow me that is.”

 

[Best Trekkie.]

"Analyze it all you want. All I need it is a way to take the helmet off. This neck armor is killing me!" Jock exclaimed. "I might also need a tissue. I think I'm drooling blood." (The suit puts tremendous strain on the pilot.)

 

[Emperor Of Embers]

"Well, aren't you just precious. Next thing you'll tell me that a lot of jedi died because of him." Boomer said to Regus as he stared him down. "In all honesty, I do not believe a single bit of that, and I also do not trust any of you." He added, looking at Maccus. "Even though you maybe be part of the Republic, I have never seen your species, so who.... Or even better, What the hell are you?"
Boomer's solitude on Geonosis had taken a toll on his people skills, but, then again, he never was one to begin with. Though he may be fatherly, he could be a bit harsh. The Cloak Daniel Reaving Best Trekkie. The Mechanist R Reaper.44

 

[Best Trekkie.]

"I am test pilot Jock. Callsign ADS 13B. This suit is called the Hggrunting YYgradsill Mark 1 Armor Defense System. You haven't seen it because It never had a chance to enter mass production. I am a human and have donned this suit to do what i can. Now do you believe me?" Jock asked through the suit's speakers. He then added, "So. Where is this shuttle that you called in? If you want I can go check on it's progress."

 

[The Mechanist]

Maccus frowned at the commando, “you’re supposed to recognize me, I thought all you commandos had to learn of the different races in those language during your training.” He said to him, “no matter I am a karkadon, sergeant in the republic army and I fought on mon calamari under general kit fistos command.”
Vent walked around the armored man, “hmmm.....ah ok...” he said analyzing him, zoning everyone else out. “Ahhh I see...ok that might work...” going up to him he gently grabbed his helmet, gave it a twist and a tug, the sound of pressured air coming out as it began to get loose.

 

[The Cloak]

Jax: "He killed all of the Jedi." I said. "Emporer Palpatine executed every Jedi he could. The clones murdered everyone at the temple. Man, Woman, Child, everyone. Even clones who had removed their inhibitor chip. As far as i know, Master Yoda was the only survivor. And he has fled far away from this war." I sighed. "Anyone not willing to follow him into the empire was executed. Kamino is gone, one of the leaders turned against the Empire. Its gone now. He had every clone mudered by Vader's Fist. The 501st Legion is Palpatine's hit squad. He is also the Sith Lord that the 7th sky corps was hunting. Unfortunatley, we didn't expect him to be the one pulling the strings. We also didn't expect him to have Kamino implant a chip that would prevent the Clones from disobeying the Chancellors Command when he ordered the execution of the Jedi. I will always remember that order and the sudden pain that came with it." I said.

Regus: "Statement: This ship is not yet on long range scanners. How do you know a ship is coming when i didn't announce it?" I stated, sizing my opponent. Either he had extremely accurate long range sensors, or he had some kind of tech reader. Either way, it did not sit well with me.

 

[Best Trekkie.]

"My Lord!! You will never believe just how long I have been breathing in filtered oxygen-OWW my eyes! Okay that's the sun!!" Jock shielded his eyes with his non weaponized arm and waited for them to adjust. "Hey. Thank you. But may I have that back at least. I don't need to put it on right now but at least hand it back to me." Jock needed the helmet on his head again soon because the helmet housed everything from the targeting systems to the flight control display.

 

[Emperor Of Embers]

"Clearly I missed the lesson that day. Either that, or being alone for so long has taken a damn toll on my memory." Boomer said as he shook his head. "Anyways, it is a pleasure to meet you, sergeant. Now that I know you are a republic soldier, my respect for you went up a bit." He added as he crossed his arms. He looked at jock, and looked on in wonder. "What an advanced suit he has.... Never seen anything like it..." Daniel Reaving The Cloak Best Trekkie. The Mechanist

 

[The Mechanist]

Vent nodded, “yes yes give me a moment my boy,” he said, his hands inside of it as he tweaked a few things, “there we go....my designs were always better,” he said handing him the helmet. “It won’t need to lock into the suit anymore to function.”

Maccus nodded at the commando giving a republic salute.
Ren and Liz simply stood there, “soooo we going to leave? I’ve got a freighter eating for me in the sand.”

 

[The Cloak]

Jax: "How did you manage to survive, all this time?" I asked the Commando, as Regus checked his wristpad, and looked off into the distance. I could see the Horizon, in a fast hover headed to our position. It was a large ship, but, from this distance, it looked like a small fighter. However, the closer it got, the bigger it became. "This is my ship, the Horizon. She is an old battle frigate from the Clone Wars. however, it has been redesigned. It was my personal craft during the war. Now it roams the stars, following the will of the force." I said. As Horizon finally came into direct view, her starboard door opened and rotated to us, showing a very large deployment bay, where 3 fighters sat and where the other walkers sat. There was more than enough room for every ship sitting in the sand. As it landed less than 50 feet away, Regus programmed the walker we had sitting in the sand to walk itself into the deployment bay. It stood tall against the sky, stopping all of the winds and slightly blocked out the sun.

 

[Best Trekkie.]

"Finally a ride." Jock put on the huge helmet and thumped into the hangar. The durasteel floor shook slightly as the massive exo-skeleton entered the room. It was here where the size of the suit was apparent. From the armored sentry treaded feet to the top of the helmet the suit was just about to the height of one of the AT-TE cockpits. The suit was quite massive... and it had a human pilot... an unaugmented human pilot... Jock turned and looked at the clone. "Of course you haven't seen anything like it. It technically doesn't exist. All the data about the project is destroyed and on top of that it was never used outside of controlled environments. It's a prototype. It was NEVER used in combat... EVER. I don't even know what half of this stuff in the helmet even does."