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10/10/2017 12:14:25 PM
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[i]”Khalosh Under Fire” (Khalosh, 5 hours since Imperial attack)[/i] [spoiler]Open to Orn.[/spoiler] Victoria would’ve woken up on some type of bed, seemingly in some abandoned building, guessing by the graffiti and cracked walls around her. If she were to look toward her shoulder, she would’ve seen that, for the most part, it was patched up with some type of liquid gel, the shot slowly healing itself. Her weapons were laying on the wall near her. She wasn’t exactly attached to anything, so she should’ve been able to walk up from her position. —�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�- [spoiler]Also opened to Orn[/spoiler] [i](Imperial Sector, Khalosh)[/i] Charlia would’ve ended up in a different part of Khalosh, specifically part of the city that was fully recreated, and controlled by the Imperial regime. The shuttle landed, both her and Katya coming it to a small courtyard, where multiple Imperials, officers and low-ranking soldiers (specifically Stormtroopers and Scout Troopers) saluted toward the two, as they walked throughout the building. Eventually, the two stopped at a window, overlooking the Imperial Sector, the area of that city looking very similar to Coruscant. “Why? Why exactly do you join our armies?” Katya asked her when the two were alone, the sun setting over the horizon in the background. —�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�- [spoiler]Open to Roy.[/spoiler] The door to the gunship opened, Clover waking Oracle up from whatever she was doing, as the clones got out. “Hey; Lady; we’re here.” Clover states, shaking her lightly. “Resistance is slow, but most of them should come in due time.” “Ma’am, Commander Stoik wants to see you and the woman as soon as possible.” The Clone told him. —�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—� [spoiler]Open to JT.[/spoiler] His ship would’ve ended up traveling throughout Khalosh, the blue dot marking the location of the Resistance growing closer and closer. “How many do you think survived all this, Master? Must be a lot, if there’s already a resistance here.” Shila has asked JT, as her and a mercenary drove the ship through the abandoned part of the city. More than 30 mercenaries were on JT’s ship, cut down from the original 100 that were with him during the attack on the [i]Belligerence[/i]. —�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�—�- [spoiler]Open to everyone.[/spoiler] Despite those previous names being called above, the Imperials were still a threat to the Dojo. Whether it be that some Imperials were attempting to...’recruit’ villagers at a massive village near the Dojo to join or die, or a small platoon of Imperials planning on bargaining support from bandits to turn against the Dojo. As well, the resistance had to worry about the Imperials creating a new base in the Ko Rudo Mountains, specifically for the development of new vehicles, such as speeders and AT-STs. With the resistance mostly in Khalosh, it would have to be left to the remainder of the Dojo’s legends to stop the Imperial regime.
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  • "...We gained two important assets, sir. Additionally, we gained some information on what the Imperials were doing down here.. and we know of what we're facing, outside of the Imperials." [i]Victoria sighed, before kneeling down upon the vicious Charger corpse, holding up it's dead body with a single hand.[/i] "What is this thing, anyhow?"

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  • Said body was rotting quite quickly, as the five got on the gunship, it closing. The Tenno typed something into her menu, which popped up through her palm, before she went limb. What looked to be a humanoid girl walked up through the limp Warframe, staring at Victoria. “That is an Infested. It’s the most dangerous to where I came from. It murdered some of our kind; turned them into slaves for bigger hive minds.” The girl had told them. Velinnea fainted, clearly having enough alien bullshit happen in one day, much less a few hours.

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  • "Your kind? What.. you're just a child, though. What are you?" [i]Victoria stared up with a simple confusion, before standing finally, staring down at the Tenno before studying the alien Warframe itself. The technology, the shape, the terrifying agility and form.. what was this thing, anyway?[/i]

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  • “...It’ll take many years to explain...but in short, I’m a Tenno. I don’t remember much; just that two people...I think it was my mother and father...fighting one another in a place like this. My father had rescued me from my sleeping quarters on Lua; at least, that’s what the faint voice in my head tells me.” The Tenno explained, smiling almost, before looking toward the Warframe. “And That is my Warframe. While my own body could do a lot, I still need the Warframe; it provides me with ancient powers from beyond; and it allows me to do so much more stuff than this body!” The Tenno he told Victoria in excitement, the gunship being heard lifted and leaving off the Infested site. In the back, the being known as ‘Clem’ was staring at Velinnea. “Clem.” He said, still looking at The knocked-out Mandalorian.

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  • [i]Victoria didn't initially respond to the child's quicker-than-expected explanation of the "Warframe" and what she truly was. Though she would kneel down and lift up the fainted Velinnea, holstering her up, with her head resting against the Sister of Battle's pauldron.[/i] "...What's your name then, kiddo? I should know the name of the young woman that saved our asses from.. these things." [i]Victoria looked back at the Infested bodies, briefs memories and flashbacks pf the horrid Tyranid infestations that she had burnt, blown, slashed, and literally tore her way through. Those were not the happier days of her career, not as if she had happy days at all, nor relatively calm days.[/i]

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  • "...my mother and father never gave me a name. When I left to search for other of my kind, I remember there was something written on the walls and looked like me. It said 'Bariss' on it. So...that's what I called myself." She had told Victoria, looking out toward the roaming Infested around the sector. "I do remember my father's name....Tusuto, I think...my mother's, I can't seem to remember." Bariss had told Victoria. "They called her an Immortal...an Immortal Blood., I think." She had told her, as Clem helped Victoria with Velinnea. "Captain, anywhere else you want to go before we get back to base?" The pilot asked Victoria.

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  • "Captain?" [i]Victoria looked a little stunned at her seemingly new title, though she would nod a little, accepting the seemingly new promotion. Perhaps Vel had put it into play when she was still knocked out.[/i] "...There's nowhere else, but.. Bariss, and.. ma'am." [i]She would turn then, towards Tethys and Bariss, as she nodded to them as equals.[/i] "I understand that the situation is.. terribly confusing. However, I would ask to seek-" "This war has no good endings. You know that, I hope?" [i]Tethys would interrupt, a silent glare studying Victoria. The Sister of Battle would keep silent, before snapping back.[/i] "And that's why it's war, genius. We win, we stay here, alive, and the enemy retreats or dies. We lose, we die. Common sense."

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  • Bariss simply nodded to her, as the Grineer just said “GRAKATA! GRAKATA!”, raising its twin weapons, seemingly compact one-handed LMGs. It shook it’s head yes, and seemingly also wanted to join.

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  • [i]"If these -blam!-ers could kill most of the Mercs, then I wouldn't imagine we have too many civvies left." JT was standing in the Cockpit with Shila and the other mercenary, loading his Champions Rifle with .45-70gvt rounds and a .50BMG as the last shot. He hadn't been focusing on much, rather he had been contacting an ace up his sleeve for the coming battle before dropping by the cockpit. [/i]

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  • "Well, the Imperials were more advanced than us. Least I think." Shila had told him, the ship maneuvering itself. "We've got a few miles until we reach the rendezvous point." She says, allowing JT some time to arm up and prepare to join the survivors, and the Resistance.

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  • [i]"Right," JT said in response, linking up with the others onboard. [/i]

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  • The ship went through the broken and desolate buildings that were the abandoned sector of Khalosh, eventually landing in one of the buildings. "We got visitors, Master!" Shila had yelled from the cockpit, the sound of knocking on the door. "Hey; you one of those people from the Dojo?" Someone asked on the other end. One of the mercs leaned in on JT's ear. "Should we get our guns?"

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  • [i]"Nah, I got this." JT pressed a button on the side of the loading bay exit, which had lowered the ramparts to enter slowly enough that the person on the other side wouldn't get flattened. The Marshal stood there in front of the figure, his hand hovering over the gun in his left holster as he looked at who it was. He was prepared to draw, and if there was anything he was good at, it was a gunslinger's duel. [/i]

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  • Edited by A Stormy Dio: 10/13/2017 12:39:56 PM
    Three clone troopers were waiting, seemingly friendlies. “You were part of the Resistance at the Dojo, right?” The lead clone asked.

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  • [i]"You Ary.an Brotherhood looking -blam!-ers again!? Are you the Spanish Inquisition or some other bullshit like that!?" [b]"They're friendlies, Clone Troopers by the looks of it." [/b] And with that, Treyman joined the party. He uncloaked behind the team of three, the ethereal body of the Damned Captain shimmering into a silver and golden existence. It was like a hologram flickering to life, only this was much more real than that. His mask obscured his face beyond recognition with the stone face of a Roman Centurion, a pair of eyes with two visible cameras to see in front of him. The heavily armoured man stepped out from the midst of the trio, pushing his way ever so subtly through the two on the right as he approached JT. He took place beside the Marshal, facing the soldiers, his dark suit shimmering away into a form-fitting black suit and a cape to match. An assortment of weaponry was aligning his belt and back, from his Ranger Sequoia and eerily familiar Shoto-hilt Lightsaber to the slick rifles on his back. "I knew a guy who mentioned these soldiers a lot. Sturdy, dependable, and above all, loyal." [/i] [spoiler]Figure now's a good time to employ the character of mine that knows a good bit about Star Wars. [/spoiler]

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  • [spoiler]Noice.[/spoiler] “Um...yes sir. I’m guessing you were the reason the entire Belligerence ended up not firing on the Dojo with the other two? Whatever; follow us, and welcome to the Resistance.” The Clone said almost in a neutral tone, motioning them to follow them. “I’ll make sure the mercs and the ship are good to go, Master; you guys go on ahead!” Shila had told JT and Treyman.

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  • [i]"What're our numbers?" Treyman inquired as he followed the trooper, with JT tagging along behind him. [/i]

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  • "Clones make up 1,200. Warriors, unknown, although we do have their leader under the medical wing. Civilians make up around 1,000. Additional 54i forces make an additional 800. Mandalorians add another 100 or so. Otherwise, that's all we have at the moment." The clone told them.

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  • [i]"Fair numbers. I'll have the Legion prepare themselves and send some Signifiers and Auxiliaries down soon."[/i]

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  • “That’ll help...I’m guessing you want to see our Commander? She’s leading the Resistance, y’know.” The Clone told them. “Didn’t have to escape from Order 66 like we had to.”

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  • [i]"Lead on."[/i]

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  • “We shall.” The Clone told them, as they moved throughout the compound. Various civilians were being patched up by clones, other clones gearing up and checking their weapons.

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  • [i]Treyman was the one to take note of the clones and their gear. Not just because of his old apprentice in the Legion having been... Well, he knew there was relation there. JT though, he focused on the civilians, whom of which he could partly patch up via augmentations if they were to lose anything in the coming battles. [/i]

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  • The civilians seemed...scared, although some were women and children. They arrived at a giant elevator, the Clone allowing them to get on, before he began to elevator ride up.

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  • [i]Treyman and JT stepped into the elevator, either checking their devices. Treyman was communicating with his A.I unit,Viola, whilst JT was playing some mobile game with people halfway across the galaxy. [/i]

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