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Post by Ares on Dec 3, 2009 17:10:03 GMT -5
Raptor chuckled. "I'd say so... we're the only ones who contacted each other, so I'd say yeah. Now let's get outta here!" The Jet Trooper checked the E-Web he was holding, before looking at Swamp, Garrus, Baz, Lore, and Duchess. "We have just enough E-Webs for all of us, so I say you all grab one, and let's attatch these puppies to the sides- we'll have more firepower, that way."
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The four speeders were finally close enough to the Republic starship, crashed in the now-raining swamp. Xiann leaned down, virtually prone on the BARC. She could see an AT-OT with clone troopers right by the hangar exit- it would be able to climb down a ramp of wreckage and dirt to escape into the cool swamps... this wouldn't do.
The vibrant yellow Twi'lek squeezed the handlebars, which activated the firing mechanism. Four bolts of crimson energy poured from the front of the BARC Speeder, and raced towards the top of the unprotected AT-OT. Xiann growled into the comm, "Hit and run. Try and shoot them off in this flyby, then land inside the Venator... I have a plan." The iridescent Twi'lek fired several more blasts as she raced towards the AT-OT on her BARC Speeder.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Dec 3, 2009 18:20:49 GMT -5
Amy unleashed a burst at the AT-OT and followed the Twil' leks lead. *** "what the hell was that" asked Swamp as he ducked and grabbed his sniper rife and began looking for the source of the shot. (OOC Should I find them?)
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Dec 3, 2009 18:27:43 GMT -5
((OoC: you could try but I'd assume they're too fast.))
Garrus held onto something and stood upright again trying to look for the source of the attack. "Find out where those came from! Baz, Lore, Raptor, man the E-webs!" he ordered as he shouldered his DC-15E and pulled out his DC-17. "Let's find the chakaars" he said to himself as he attached his DC-17's sniper attachment and looked for the hidden enemies.
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Post by Spartan-777 on Dec 3, 2009 18:43:27 GMT -5
The AT-OT vibrated with each impact. While the blasters mounted on the bikes were relatively useless against the armored vehicle, if they kept this up there wouldn't be much armor left. Vic brought the transport around and marched it down the ramp. "Keep your heads down!", he yelled as he fired a few volleys from the main cannons. One of his bursts connected with a speeder bike, instantly transforming it into a smoking crater.
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Post by Ares on Dec 3, 2009 19:44:19 GMT -5
Raptor used the E-Web in his hands to fire at the four blurs that were whizzing away quickly. He specifically targeted the one he had seen a flash of brown hair on it, but he was quite sure he had missed. --------------------- Xiann spun her bike in a barrel roll in an attempt to dodge the return fire- the clones were surpisingly good shots... no wonder the CIS had such trouble dispatching the brightly-armored humans. Once she had passed the AT-OT, the yellow-skinned assassin banked sharply, and shot towards a hole in the Venator's hull, that obviously led into a hallway... This could be risky. The turqouise-clad Twi'lek leaped off her BARC a mere two seconds before her speeder went through the hole- it sped in the hallway that hopefully went on long enough for the bike to not take too much damage- the brightly colored assassin had managed to land rather lithely upon the ship's hull, though, and right next to the hole... A loud bang and a mild crunch was heard, and Xiann winced. That sounded expensive. She peered into the gaping hole in the Venator, and saw her bike a distance back, with the front now partially concave. It still looked somewhat flyable, but hey- that's what the Force is for. Xiann waved her right arm in a signal, telling Amy and the surviving MagnaGuard to use the same method of landing their BARCs. Xiann quickly hissed into her comm, "Amy, 153- get your speeders parked in the ship. We need to get in quickly, because I have an idea..." ((OOC/ Just so ya know, the plan includes Amy and 153 (I just came up with that as the droid's designation) disguising as clones while Xiann snipes. ))
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Post by Spartan-777 on Dec 3, 2009 20:10:52 GMT -5
(OoC: I believe IG-153 would fit the Magnaguard designation style.)
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Post by Ares on Dec 4, 2009 8:58:32 GMT -5
((OOC/ Great! Xiann just calls him by his numbers, then, as opposed to the letters. Now would someone like to post?))
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Dec 4, 2009 16:17:59 GMT -5
Swamp took aim at a Speeder from what it looked like there was a girl about 18..19 on the Speeder bike. She was pretty hot too. "focus" yelled the voice in the back on his head. He gulped and fire a found at the person onboard the bike... *** "shit" muttered Amy as a sniper bolt flew over her shoulder. It barely missed and still left a burn. She pulled the throttle even tighter and went into the hole while Xianna went followed by the droid.
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Post by Spartan-777 on Dec 4, 2009 18:55:31 GMT -5
The lumbering walker made it down and headed towards the treeline. He fired another quick volley of his cannons, but he missed the speeders. They were moving too fast. "I'm gonna try to move us deeper into the swamp! That should get us some cover!" He felt the vibrations of another volley impacting the hull and huddled down, bracing for the next.
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Post by Ares on Dec 5, 2009 0:53:12 GMT -5
Xiann swung on the hull, spinning herself in like the lithe gymnast she was. The exotic, iridescent assassin waited until IG-153 and Amy were both in the long hallway, and then ripped her face covering and body scarf from her body. The yellow-skinned Twi'lek looked at the two once they had arrived inside.
She spoke, "Alright- we lost IG-167, but we still have 153 and you. Now, here's my plan- there are obviously a lot of clone bodies to steal armor from. You and 153 are about the same size as clones, so if you just put on the armor and take one of the ships in the hangar, and distract them. They think you're a pair of fellow clones, and they'll be distracted- then I go and place a bomb on the bottom of their fuel cells. I run, and you two run. I press the big red button, and they go boom. Savvy?"
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Post by Danny on Dec 5, 2009 4:53:02 GMT -5
"Hold on, we're moving!" Lore yelled, looking over the side of the walker. "Lore, I want eyes on the enemy. Duchess, takem out," Baz ordered. "This walker seems to be doing a pretty good job at that, sir," Duchess replied as the walkers cannon fired into the swamp. "What's firing at us anyway? They're faster than any Droid speeder I've seen," Lore said, spotting two more jump into the hanger. "Maybe we pissed off the locals, crushed their village or something?" Baz suggested. "Ugh, I hate organisms," Duchess groaned, "At least droids don't scream."
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Dec 5, 2009 12:40:43 GMT -5
Garrus reloaded his gun. "Who knows? Can this thing even swim?" he asked, aiming around.
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Post by Spartan-777 on Dec 5, 2009 12:52:03 GMT -5
(OoC: What do we need to do? Just keep walking around until we kill all the bikes, or what?)
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Post by Ares on Dec 5, 2009 13:05:48 GMT -5
((OOC/ Make the AT-OT walk off the hangar deck, and into the swamp. It's only about five feet deep at the worst, and the majority of it's only about three feet deep. Make the AT-OT go for a distance before the assassins can get into their diguises and come up to them. ))
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Post by Spartan-777 on Dec 5, 2009 13:32:54 GMT -5
"We'll find out soon enough...", he said to Garrus. As the behemoth stepped into the swamp, it began to sink. Seconds later, however, it settled to the bottom. Only a few feet deep. "We're clear, it isn't very deep." He popped his head up to look behind them, only to have a blaster bolt ping off the hull beside him. "Woah!", he yelled as he fell backwards onto the deck. He quickly regained his composure and settled back into the seat.
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