"Commence Operation
Skyfall."
Oracle, Main Hangar
As soon as word of the operation reached the main hangar, the area surrounding the Scimitar became abuzz with activity. Engineers quickly ran pre-flight checks, porters began to ferry supplies and weaponry onto the ship, all while Ciaran and her team went through their own final tasks.
Ciaran was already on board the Scimitar, running through internal checks and programming in the coordinates for the jumps needed to reach Kamino. In contrast to the teasing, mocking smiles she normally wore her face was set in grim determination.
Thrawn and Grievous were on board the ship as well in its ready room, observing a projection of Kamino and brainstorming various plans and contingencies based on the potential movements of the Separatist and Republic forces.
The Silencer was busy checking weapons as they were loaded onto the ship, ensuring that each one was functional before adding them to the ship's cargo.
Gulan and Silas were standing together looking at last-minute reports coming in and issuing various failsafe and alert orders for their assets in Wild Space. While Gulan was looking as though he was in his element, Silas looked visibly uncomfortable.
And then the time had come, and with its crew on board the Scimitar lifted off and began its fateful journey towards Kamino...
Slave I, En Route to Kamino
Jango's expression had not changed much since his conversation with Thrawn but if one looked closely they could tell that his muscles were tensing up and his breathing was ever so slightly more rapid.
This was nothing compared to Kal, who was pacing around in the Slave I's compact crew quarters, attempting to control the anger he had at the Kaminoans for what they had done.
With these two men on board the
Slave I continued its journey, its crew of two preparing themselves for the war ahead...
RNS Resolute, En Route to Kamino
On board the Venator, Obi-Wan stood at the bridge, contemplating the battle he would be participating in. While he remained the picture of serene contemplation, he couldn't help but wonder how Satine was doing right now.
In comparison, Anakin was going through exercises on a lower deck, trying to prepare himself for the upcoming rigors of battle. A part of him was happy at this; at least now he was finally going somewhere where he could make a difference.
The
Resolute cruised towards Kamino, the Jedi on board preparing themselves for the most difficult fight of their lives...
CSS Invisible Hand
As the battle was about to begin, Asajj was concentrating in her room, readying herself for yet another battle against her rivals, Anakin and Obi-Wan.
On the bridge, Sev'rance Tann was overseeing the ship and finalizing the plans for the invasion on Kamino. In her mind, she began to create a plan that would ensure Ventress' demise.
Along with the CIS invasion fleet, the
Invisible Hand roared towards Kamino as though eager for the bloodshed soon to come...
Operation Skyfall: Commenced
Priority: Maximum
Risk: Maximum
Potential Benefits: Extremely High
All Wild Space Assets On High Alert
Kamino System, Scimitar
"Coming into the system now," Ciaran announced as the Scimitar left hyperspace. Immediately the sensors lit up with dozens of Republic capital ship signatures as well as a number of defense installations surrounding the vital water planet. "No sign of the Separatists, it looks like we beat them here."
"Some good news at least," Gulan muttered from behind her as he typed on a pad. "From what I can tell the fleet's in a high alert stance, but there hasn't been any sign of anything coming in yet."
"Alright then. Attempting to contact
Slave I, stand by for communications." With that command, Ciaran typed in the comm frequency to contact the ship and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
"Dammit all-" Gulan began to curse before a "signal established" indicator went on and holographic figures of Kal Skirata and Jango Fett appeared on the ship's projector. "Looks like you're early," Kal commented. "Transmitting meeting location to you now, we'll talk more on the surface." And with those words the projector went dead though the computer received the coordinates to their discreet hangar.
"Right then, inputting coordinates...done. All hands, prepare to go dark in 3, 2, 1, mark." With that Ciaran triggered the Scimitar's cloak and started the autopilot towards the planet. The viewports had all gone dark and the ship seemed eerily silent as the vessel stealthily made its way towards Kamino.
"You're sure this cloaking will work Ciara?" Silas quietly muttered.
"Well, we're about to find out aren't we? ETA to the planet's atmosphere, 3 minutes."
As the ship continued its journey Ciaran breathed in and began to focus on burying her presence.
"Remember boss, it's not about blocking their vision, it's about making sure they can't find you in the first place. What you need to do is focus the Force inwards and keep it contained..."
It had been difficult at first when she was first developing it with Tyro, but Ciaran managed to settle into the extended state of the technique within the first minute of the trip.
Save for the sounds of the crew breathing and the rumble of the ship's systems, the Scimitar quietly continued its flight for another minute, then another...
"Entering atmosphere in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, mark."
The rumbling of the ship indicated it as it entered into the stormy skies that perpetually hung above Kamino's surface.
"Disengaging cloak in 3, 2, 1, mark."
And as though it were a phantom emerging from the storm, the Scimitar faded into view as it dropped beneath the clouds and approached Tipoca City.
"No indication of detection by Republic forces. Hangar in sight, doors are open. Beginning landing sequence."
The Scimitar smoothly turned around and quietly set itself down within the hangar. As it came in its crew noticed the
Slave I landed next to its spot, as well as a number of crates, boxes and containers strewn around the hangar. Once the ship's landing had completed, Ciaran and her crew barring Silas moved to the exit hatch.
"Good luck, Ciara," he muttered as he passed her by, moving into the pilot's chair and settling in for his job.
"Now remember that Master Skirata can be a rather abrasive man. Be polite," Thrawn commented once the others had gathered themselves.
"He seems like a fine warrior. I look forward to meeting him," said Grievous as the door opened to reveal what appeared to be a clone trooper in ARC armor albeit with an unusual bright red trim.
"So you're the ones he was waiting for?" the soldier asked.
"If you are referring to Kal Skirata, then yes," Thrawn said as he stepped forward. "Are you his emissary?"
"Close enough," the clone said in a tone indicating that he was the one in charge right now. "Now before we go meet him I have some ground rules. You try and move out of me or the others' sights, you die. You try and shoot any of us in the back, you die. You try and backstab my
buir, you die
painfully. You follow me and shut up until we get to where we're going, and everything will go smoothly. Clear?"
"Of course, though the 'others?'" Ciaran asked.
The trooper snorted. "They're the rest of the people here to keep eyes on you. Now if we're clear, we can all get moving."
"Then we're clear," Ciaran said, and the rest of her team nodded in acceptance as well.
"Right then.
Time to move out, vode!" the soldier shouted as he turned around to face the empty hangar. On cue a quartet of clones in unusually advanced-looking armor came out of hiding and moved up to the group, each of whom had their weapons at rest but their fingers still on their triggers.
"You know, out of all the things I've ever been told 'not to see,' this group is definitely one of the weirdest," the trooper in darkened armor with yellow trim quipped over his team's private comms.
"I mean, you guys agree with me, right?"
"Six-Two, don't insult the VIPs," the one with green coloring commented.
"We don't want an incident before the mission even starts."
"Knowing him, he'll get them pissed off without even trying," said the clone with a painted-on red handprint on his helmet.
"Wouldn't surprise me at all."
"Hey, come on Sev," Six-Two commented.
"I am amazing
at diplomacy, and you know it."
"If you mean 'scarring people for life with explosions,' then sure," Sev fired back.
"Would you two please cut the chatter?" the green one said in a tone of voice indicating that this kind of argument had been done several times now.
Ciaran glanced at the soldier in clean white armor with orange trim. "And you would be...?"
"Boss," he said, gesturing to himself. He pointed to the trooper in green who saluted respectfully. "Fixer." Then to the one Sev had called 'Six-Two,' who gave a cheery wave. "Scorch." Then to the last clone. "Sev," he said as the clone in question curtly nodded. "We're Delta Squad. The other one is-"
"Ordo," he growled out. "If you're all done
wasting time, we should get going," he said as he started to walk away.
"Ordo? Were you named after Mandalore the Preserver?" Ciaran asked as she started to walk with him. For his part Ordo glanced over his shoulder when he heard that question, but didn't say anything and kept walking. As everyone else fell in behind him Sev and Scorch moved closer to each other.
"So is this going to be as bad as that time on the Prosecutor?" Scorch quietly asked Sev.
"Don't kid yourself, it's going to be much
worse," Sev responded.
"Dammit..."
Secure Meeting Room, Tipoca City, Kamino
"So, now that you've all gotten yourselves acquainted with each other, we can actually get started," Kal sarcastically said as he faced the eclectic mix of Delta Squad, Ordo, Jango, and Ciaran's team. "Now then, everyone here has heard about
those," and with that the clones present displayed various signs of discomfort and anger, "Which is why the Deltas are willing to help me 'supervise' you lot."
"Our official job is to help sabotage invasion forces," Boss explained, "and from the sounds of it we can probably help each other out here."
"But that depends on what your 'asset' is," Ordo pointed out. "So out with it. Why did you need to get here so badly?"
Ciaran stepped forward and plugged a datapad into a terminal, causing the projector at the middle of the room to light up with the message between Dooku and Tann. "This. Our asset is their target, Asajj Ventress."
The room went silent for a moment before Scorch flatly commented, "You're serious. You-
you want to kidnap a Sith!?"
"Hopefully she will be willing to come with us," Thrawn noted, "especially given that message. At any rate she is expected to lead troops in this battle which will allow Tann the chance to eliminate her."
"You seem so certain that they're going to make it to the ground," Kal said, "but I don't see how-"
At that point he was interrupted by a tone from Ciaran's communicator, which she quickly activated. "They're here?"
"That they are, Ciara. Transferring data over to you now."
The central projector lit up with images of the Republic and Separatist forces preparing for battle.
"There are too few assault ships," Thrawn noted. "Where
are her ground forces at?"
Everyone present continued to watch the battle with rapt attention as the two fleets battled, though oddly enough it seemed as though the Republic was winning; the Separatist fleet had been taking considerable damage according to Silas' reports.
"Tann would never commit this kind of force to a losing battle...so why would she let all of those ships be-
Oh. So
that's your plan..." he realized out loud, beginning to smile. "Truly inspired my dear." He leaned back and addressed the people in the room. "The army is being camouflaged as debris from the ships being attacked. The Republic would have no reason to pay attention to it and since most of the army is made of droids who don't need to breathe..."
Kal's eyes widened. "We need to get on the horn then-"
"No," Thrawn calmly declared, holding a hand out towards Kal as he continued to observe the battle. "Or rather, tell them to let the Separatist forces come down instead of opening fire on the debris." Looking at an incredulous Kal Thrawn clarified, "If they believe their strategy has succeeded it will give the ground forces more time to prepare defenses. If they were alerted it could cause the Separatists to become desperate and launch an attack before the Republic forces are prepared."
"And it would give you a chance to get at Ventress," Jango noted.
Ordo let out a grunt of annoyance but seemed to understand the situation.
"Besides, it would be more difficult to attack the Separatist forces when they are in the water. Now you are aware of their plan and able to prepare for it."
"Indeed," Grievous commented with no small amount of excitement in his voice. "Fool the predators into thinking they have set their trap and then strike them unawares to crush them utterly. I approve of this plan
wholeheartedly."
"I like him," Sev commented.
"Oh great, now there's two of them," Scorch snarkily commented.
"Can it, you two," Fixer said.
While the Deltas were bantering again, Kal brought his hand to his chin for a moment, then thought out loud, "And if they get to land it'd keep the Seppies from trying something really crazy like dropping a ship on the city..." He nodded to Thrawn. "Right then."
"Hey Ciara," came Silas' voice over communications,
"the Seps are 'retreating.' But look here," and the projection zoomed in on a group of fighters trying to inflict more damage on the fleeing ships.
"According to the transmissions I've heard it's that Anakin kid leading those crazy idiots chasing down those ships."
Kal chuckled to himself. "Skywaker, right? From what I've heard the boy should have been a Mando instead of a Jedi."
"Anyway, looks like the fleet's leaving, but I did some quick scans and it looks like Thrawn's right on the money; I've noticed energy signatures coming from the debris falling to the planet. I'd expect the Seps to attack in the next few hours."
Kal nodded, then turned to everyone. "Right then, time to employ the buddy system boys and girls; Ciaran, you and your team will each partner up with one of my boys. You help us fight the Seppies, and we help you get your Sith."
"Still a crazy idea..." Scorch muttered.
Kal glared at him causing him to sputter out, "B-But we're still willing to help out, sir. Or ma'am?"
The sergeant shook his head. "
Anyway. From the sounds of it the more Seps get blasted away the easier it'll be for you to get Ventress out alive. A win-win situation for everyone."
"Except the Seps," Gulan snarked.
"Well, fuck 'em," Kal commented. "Now then, let's figure out how we're going to buddy up."
Available Members
N-11 Ordo: Null Arc, All-around best soldier
Kal's Comments: I love him like my own son and he's without question the best solider here (no offense to the Deltas), but Ordo's a stubborn verd and he only really listens to me. If you want to get his respect you need to show him that you have the spirit of a Mando like him.
RC-1138 "Boss": Delta Squad Leader, proficient at all fields though not as specialized as the rest of his team.
Kal's Comments: I tend to think of Boss here as Jango's brother from another cloner. He's got that same quiet temperament, and he's just as deadly in a firefight, though he's much more willing to cooperate with others of course. You can't go wrong with having him around.
RC-1140 "Fixer": Delta Squad Member, highly proficient slicer
Kal's Comments: Fixer's about as straight-laced as they come; that being said the lad can slice through any security like it was nonexistent. I don't really have much else to say about him aside from 'don't let him near any data you want kept secret'.
RC-1207 "Sev": Delta Squad Member, highly proficient sniper
Kal's Comments: Sev is more bloodthirsty than some of the Mandos I've fought with and a damn good sniper to boot. If you want someone dead at extreme range he's your man, though don't expect him to show any kind of mercy. From what I've heard from the others he tends to double-tap everyone
. No matter how dead they look.
RC-1262 "Scorch": Delta Squad Member, demolitions expert
Kal's Comments: Scorch here may seem really childish-and to be honest he sort of is-but there is no one in the galaxy more dedicated to the fine art of blowing shit up than him. Not to mention that once you get past all of the sarcastic commentary he's certainly just as good as his vode.
Assignments (Pick 1 Per Person)
Ciaran:
[] Ordo
[] Boss
[] Fixer
[] Sev
[] Scorch
Gulan:
[] Ordo
[] Boss
[] Fixer
[] Sev
[] Scorch
Silencer:
[] Ordo
[] Boss
[] Fixer
[] Sev
[] Scorch
Thrawn:
[] Ordo
[] Boss
[] Fixer
[] Sev
[] Scorch
Grievous:
[] Ordo
[] Boss
[] Fixer
[] Sev
[] Scorch
AN: I told you I was insane. For those of you who doubted that, I bring you 5 of the most dangerous clones ever to walk the galaxy. Kal Skirata does not fuck around when it comes to this kind of thing. Jango will be busy doing his own thing during the battle; I have
plans for him. Hehehe...
Also yes, Kal is going to be quietly spreading the "good word" about the chips to people he trusts. So that's a thing. Given that all of said people are one-man armies that are stupidly loyal to each other and distrusting of outsiders...I'm sure it'll be fine.
Anyway when voting be sure to not only consider skills that each group would have, but the hilarity of their combination. Enjoy~
another 3k words holy fucking shit
though I did end up taking more breaks this time I guess