Star Wars - The Silent Order

[EJP]

*Space Station - Hall*

Marv: " Hey maybe if you put up a good enough fight I'll launch them into space with you... once I get paid."

*Marv slowly made his way over to Jacob. As soon as he was an arms length away he swung his left fist in an odd kind of jab, as if it was dicrectaly targeting Jacob's right forarm.*

[Enigma]

* Dantooine *

The A-type shuttles came to a rest on the rather rugged plains near the academy. The gangplanks all lowered at the same time and steam from the internal components released. The first one to walk off the the plank was two cybernetic legs that made a clanking as he steped on the metallics. Soon as he stopped off into the ground, he chuckled softly.

Shortly after, he had at least 30 or 40 Dark Jedi behind him, all in section and ranks. Darth Frost turned around to face them. "You will kill as many Jedi as possible.. but leave Master Solaris to me." The Cyborg then chuckled in his own glory. "She will suffer for her insolence to the Silance."

The Sith turned around and he began to march toward the Academy. The building was in view, but it was about a half kilometer out. The beings of the Jedi were also in view.

[Giant Brother]

*Core Runner*

"So we're going there to snoop around?" Llednar asked. "That's fair for you two, but we could get hung, figuratively speaking. For sticking our noses into your affairs."

[masterveers]

*Core Runner*

"Look just a look, that's it. Really how bad could it get?" Zorma asked
"We are almost there. Dropping out of hyperspace." Said Neeko
The Core Runner came out of Hyperspace 400 km away from the Super Star Destroyer.
Zorma attempted to hail the ship "Imperial Ship, this is Zorma Admos of Imperial Special forces, please state you reasons for being here, copy?"
Zorma looked over to Neeko "Fly slowly not to close I'm not getting a coded transponder on my screen." Zorma looked back at his consol. "For now we wait to see what they're going to do."

[The Crow]

*Dantooine*

Kano stood up quickly, and motioned for the younger and inexperienced to keep meditating. He gathered the older ones who were good in force and saber combats, and posted them at 5 people per entrance of exit, and 3 by the windows.

This might get bad... Very very bad...

[Enigma]

* Basilisk *

The Commander of the Basilisk was on the command deck, advising the impending invasion in Dantooine. The alert then sounded as a ship hyperspaced into the system. He turned his head as the scannors instantly reacted and the ship was identified as the Core Runner. The hail was then sent through. "Commander, incoming transmission." the Comm Officer said, looking at the Senior.

"Send it through.." the Commander said, turning to his console to start the transmission.

"Imperial Ship, this is the Super Destroyer Basilisk, we ask you to not fire upon us. We are friendly. The Master of the ship; Darth Frost, Dark Lord of the Sith, is upon the surface of Dantooine, engaging the Jedi. You may dock with us and refuel or repair minor damage if you like."

[masterveers]

* Core Runner - Super Destroyer Basilisk*

Zorma turned his head to his console and leaned in to speak clearly and defined.

"Destroyer Basilisk, please provide docking bay cooridinates for us to land and refuel. Please have your senior staff on hand within the docking bay for presentation." He turned to the side to look at Neeko.

"This doesn't smell correct.." he muttered softly.

Neeko turned to look at Zorma. "I lack the components to smell, thus I cannot compute."

The YT-2000 drew closer to the main shield sphere and turned slowly to veer in the direction of the docking bay sections.

[Giant Brother]

*Core Runner*

Drefan sighed. "I have a bad feeling about this." He said uneasily.

Llednar nodded. "I'd say. Who exactly is this Dark Lord person?"

[Ninmast]

*Space Station - Hall*

(Sorry, EJP, but I don't understand. What do you mean, dicrectaly?)

*Dantooine - Field*

"Hold your positions," Veila called out to the other Jedi, then shouted ahead to the Sith. "This planet is within Alliance space! Why does the Remnant come here bearing arms?"

[EJP]

(He is aiming for Jacob's arm with a jab.)

[masterveers]

*Core Runner*

"I'm not sure how much weight your feeling can bring up in this situation." Said Neeko

"Look sometimes bad feeling can have meaning, and some times there just Bantha Fodder on a force pike." Zorma tapped a few controls as he guided the Core Runner along the Basilisk's upper hull "But in answer to your question, I don't know who this "Dark Lord" is, one can only assume he's dark and maybe tall..."

* Dantooine Farming settlement 8 km north of the Field*

"Amazing after all these years the Rebs still can't hold their ground well, but it's not exactly settling to see....wait why am I talking to myself?" asked Scarth running to the cliff side to get a better view of the on going incident.

Perhaps this is my ticket off this planet...with out the space port visa I've been here for far too long.

Scarth ran to an old speeder and started the rusty hulk up, at first there was a slight muffled engine sound but it quickly went away and was replaced by a semi-healthy speeder engine sound. He took off on the Speeder and headed to an area that would take him around the fighting and hopefully he could find a ship in the confusion seeing how the Land owners personal security forces would soon be called back to their estates to help their masters. With this they'd be distracted and he could make off with a ship

[Giant Brother]

*Core Runner*

Drefan arched an eye. "Now, I do not know much about these Jedi and these... Sith. But why would someone be claiming to be the lord of all Sith? It sounds like an absolutely ludicrous claim to me. And it certainly sounds like a claim that would need some backing, especially since this "Dark Lord" seems to think he's in charge of the Remnant. Wouldn't you be notified of this sort of leader?"

[masterveers]

*Core Runner*

Neeko remained focused on the controls. He off-handedly said. "As ignorant as his questions are, they do have merit. But I am unsure how to summarize fifteen thousand years in thrity seconds."

Zorma peered back at Drefan, his hand still on the console. "Alright, it's easy. Basically, from how I remember it, the one guy has the galactic cores to say he's the best, he's the strongest, he should be in charge. And then, naturally, if there is anyone that doesn't feel that's right, they would challenge him. And then if he won, he would be considered the strongest. and everyone else would fall in line until someone became ambitous enough to challenge him. And that's how it works with the Sith, or at least that's how I remember." He then turned back around and went back to his work. "As for the Remnant, I wouldn't say these guys are directly controled by the Remnant. They're using Imperial equipment, but the transponders are different. Friendly, mind you, but different."

*Dantooine Spaceport*

Scarth managed to sneak around the ongoing incident between the Jedi and the Sith and arrived at the earest spaceport on Dantooine. With most of the security forces deployed to kepp order in the settlements nearby. Scarth quietly snuck from corner to corner, trying to find a ship that would be easily accessable. Making note of one small RZ-1 vessel, gaurded by one lightly armed security officer from a near by estate. Quickly making note to make sure there were no other security devices hidden, Scarth reached onto his belt and pulled out a small stun gernade. He armed it and lobbed it right at the young security officer's feet. Slightly shocked, the young officer looked down and pulled his weapon, but before he could do anything, it exploded and knocked him out. Once the threat was removed, Scarth proceeded to run at the ship at his best possible speed, ignoring the ladder and jumping into the cockpit. Looking around the controls for several seconds to determine whether the controls were locked, Scarth was in luck, the controls had not yet been frozen. Pushing several controls and turning a knob or two, the cockpit closed around Scarth. The small RZ-1 scout vessel powered up and then with oe more panel pushed, lifted off and sped into orbit. Once in secure orbit, Scarth noticed the massive Imperial starship only about fifty kilometres away. Scarth immediately set the sensors on a quick scan to see if there was any other ships in the area. Scarth picked up one other vessel, a small YT-2000 freighter. The transponder read "The Core Runner".

The Core Runner? ...What was his name... Zor.... Zor... Zor... Zorma! Scarth thoguht to himself. He moved his hand to the com system.

"Core Runner! This is Scarth Zevonld. You... might not remember me, but, if this is Zorma Admos I am speaking to, I helped deliver your son..."

*Core Runner*

Scarth's transmission came in over the speakers. Zorma responded quickly, as the voice was very familiar. "Scarth?" Zorma exclaimed. "Where have you been? It's been sixteen years! Alright, clearly things are a bit mixed up right now, so you don't have time to dock with us and board, so just fly your ship up to our port side."

Without any answer over the comm, the small RZ-1 flew to the mentioned area.

[Ninmast]

(Sigkerd, please cease the portion with this "Scarth" until you speak with me.)

*Space Station - Hall*

Jacob stepped to the side away from the punch so that if it reached him, it would lose power, and jabbed toward Marv's middle, more experimentally, as if he were testing defenses, than an outright attack.

[EJP]

*Space Station - Hall*

*His own punch missing, Marv took the hit to his body willingly and countered off it with a back fist to Jacob's jaw with his right hand.*

(Ninmast and you post what arms and such are you using when your hitting? It makes it difficult to picture what your doing without them.)