The Vathinor Crisis

[tchar]

OOC - Happy 200th, Vathinor Crisis! Good work folks!

 

IC - "Mr T'Char, congratulations on a job well done. The information you retrieved has been very, um, informative."

 

T'Char stared out the transparisteel window at the glistening orb of the neutron star they were orbiting, too furious to even be bothered replying. The job had been simple, almost child's play. Hell, the barmaid at the local canteena probably could have done as well as he had. It didn't say a lot for the Organisation's opinion of his skill.

 

"Um, ok. Well, the information you provided indicates that there may be a significant dissident faction residing on one of the worlds that our group controls. A group that the Masters feel must be, er, dealt with to ensure loyalty on the planet. I believe you have some expreience in this line of work?"

 

"Correct." It had been some time since he'd last executed a cleanup operation, but T'Char could still remember the thrill of individually hunting down a group's members, how such an operation always grew more challenging as it progressed, as the weaker members were flushed out...

 

"We would greatly appreciate it if you could perform such a service for us on this planet. We are willing to pay, er, standard rates plus an additional twenty percent bonus for full completion. Are you interested?"

 

T'Char gave the nervous human one withering stare, took the mission briefing from the man's outstretched hand, and turned and headed to his ship without saying a word.

[Phytho]

As Tython walked into the commanders office he noticed one of the ships captians talking privatly in the office. not wanting to interupt them Tython turned to the commanders aide-de-camp and asked him for the location of there next attack site and all the information they had on hte target.

 

Several minutes later Tython was again walking through the corridors of the ship towards his room as he read the short briefing that he had recieved for their upcomming target.

 

The planet was named Chiron VI and was a large desert planet that was covered by small clans of natives and a few large cities that controlled all the government and trade for the local areas. These cities where mostly controlled by alians from other planets who had brought out the local businesses several centuries earlier. It seemed that most of the businesses were known supporters of the Sith who had been behind most of the business purchases and they were using them as manafacturing places for large numbers of sith fighters and attack droids.

 

Tython arrived at his room and instantly went to his computer terminal and started planning the comming battle with whatever the planet could throw at them.

[Jess]

OOC:

 

Krytos can you start us of meeting the guys and I'll take it from there. You know just intro me, Make it big....

 

I'll post after you.

[Krytos]

OOC: Sorry for the tardeness with posting in the RPs but busy, busy, busy as a bee - my life story at the moment.

Though, there's no time like the present to post it up

 

IC:

Rantar tired eyes were forced open as he led Afton into the small assembly hall.

He'd gotten together a group of some of his best men and women. All of them would soon be taken under the wing of Afton to learn how to fight, how to think and how to win.

"Good to see you all here bright and earlier - a little too early for my likings, though todays a special exception.

"I'm here to introduce you to your new commanding officer, Afton. She will be teaching you everything you need to know, and a little more, for us to win here.

"She'd a strong warrior, and I know you'll treat her with the upmost respect and commitment - because you all know what's at stake here, not just our lives but our enitre planet as well.

"Without further ranting, Afton they're all yours."

 

OOC: I was going to say: This is afton, destroyer of worlds and conqueror of empires. Fear her, and tremble at her name or face the wrath that is sure to come yourway . . . that I think that was over the top

[Jess]

OOC: There is no such thing as to big an itroduction I always say

 

IC:

 

Afton followed Rantar into the hall and was impressed to see such a tuff group of people. Good, she thought, that means I can work them harder and I dont have to start from scratch. She chuckled at her own joke but then thought she'd better put on the strong 'no nonsence face'.

 

She looked each person in the eyes looking for the things that would make a great team. No an unstoppable force. Courage, strength, stamina, intellegence and most importantly LEADERSHIP.

 

Once Rantar had finished the introduction she took on the role that was only now starting to hit her.

 

"Hello people, I am, as Rantar said Afton and I will be supervising and continueing your training. From this day forth you will report to me unless told other wise by Rantar, me or Lueitenant Josson who I will introduce you to at a later date. Both Lueitenant Josson and I will be assessing you and putting you into groups and finally giving you the all clear to be part of a top secret and highly sophisticated force."

 

She looked again at the men and women infront of her, some stood stright and did not flinch others however would need some work. She nodded to Rantar and move to the door to let Josson in.

[Krytos]

Rantar smiled to himself slightly, as he watched Afton take command quickly and easily.

As she moved to the door to let Josson in, Rantar took it as his queue to leave things in Afton's obviously capable hands.

He headed towards the command post, where his head of intellegence would be waiting for him to give a quick briefing on what's happening around their world. It was a boring routine, though a necassary one.

 

OOC: Just to keep things rolling. Nothing really happens

[Jess]

As Afton opened the door Josson walked in holding the files Afton had given to him earlier. He held his head high and walked with great importance into the room.

"Luietenant Josson relporting for duty maam," he said in a slightly mocking voice but the swift glear from Afton put him into place.

Afton turned to the group, "this is Luietenant Josson everybody he will be putting you into training groups of which you will be staying in for the most part of the training. The groups are not negotiable so if you have a problem with someone in your group 'get over it'. This force relys heavily on teamwork and leadership so learn to get along or don't join. Josson take it away."

 

She turned to Rantar before he left and smiled, "this looks great. Can have a small talk with you after this session I need to put some plans to you to see iuf you think they will work? I don't think we will to any training today just get to know each other and that kind of thing so how does lunch sound? We should be finished by then."

[Krytos]

OOC: Been quiet a while since I've last posted, sorry about that - but now my exams are over so back I am to stay and play for another day . . hey hey

Sorry, couldn't resist the assonance

 

IC:

Rantar mindlessly looked over the intellegence report, if one could call it an intellegence report. The datapad he'd been handed had information from units in the field and several spies that where keeping an eye on the organisation - though none of them had anything worth reading.

The best information one of his informants could ever give him would be if an army had been amassed and was marching towards them.

Hopefully with Afton's help - this would change, and soon. Planning a rebellion without eyes and ears was becoming an impossible task.

Standing, Rantar nodded to a tall and muscular gaurd standing by a thick blast door. In responce, the gaurd opened the door and let Rantar in. The door protected the command room for the rebellion. Inside were all the plans and information that the group had put together since their creation. It was here the first strike was being planned, and would soon come to fruiation with Afton's new squad.

 

***

 

After several hours of planning, Rantar finally looked at the time. Oh sithspit - I was meant to meet up with Afton and hour ago

Jumping from his seat, Rantar quickly exited the command room and ran for the mess hall hoping to run into an undoubtably annoyed Afton.

[Jess]

The first day was quite like Afton had planned. They would be put into the groups that Afton and Josson had discussed and then Afton gave them all a folder full of sheets of paper that told them what training was whan and a few other things that were rather important. As the time when buy Afton remembered she had a meeting with Rantar. She dismissed the group about ten minutes later than planned and then both her and Josson headed for the hall to wait for Rantar.

 

They sat there discussing things talking about the groupings and what excactly theyed do in training the next day, they were so busy that they didn't even notice that Rantar was late, they didn't even know he had walked in until he sat next to them.

 

Afton looked up from her folder and lists that had spread out over the table, "Ah you made it," she said with no annoyance at all in her voice.

"Ok this was what we were thinking. Everyone has been put into groups, each group has one or two people with the same skills and they are in a group of about five to ten people. The idea was to train these groups to function like a family or so to speak. Everyone has a different skill and so they can only perform their skill. Do you understand?" She had tryed to explain it as best she could but some how it did not seem adaquit.

[Krytos]

Rantar listened to what Afton said, and slowly nodded.

"That's along the lines I was thinking. If we're to function at our peak effectiveness, we're going to need to know what everyone else is thinking and how they're going to react - just like a family.

"The only problem is, we need to let the Organisation know we exist. We've hit them a little, but it's nothing special yet - and all that work will be wasted if we don't strike soon."

Rantar leaned forward over the table. "That'll mean you need to work on one team and get them ready ASAP - and by that, I mean a week or two.

"It wont be easy, or that good for them - but we need a strike team ready soon."

The serious look faded from his face, and Rantar leaned back in his chair and a big smile crept across his face.

"So, that's business - now some pleasure. I've got the rest of the day off and nothing to do"

[Jess]

OOC: Sorry guys for the delay, I have not been able to get on the net for ages. It apperes that I can not log on from my home computor for some strange reason. I will post soon but cannot now sorry again...

[Krytos]

That's cool Jess, I'm not going anywhere, and don't have much time to post on the RPG boards as of late anyway.

Besides, out other players appear to be busy as well

[Jess]

Afton smirked at that last comment.

"Well neither do I so what do ya think, should we be bored together? We could go to the bar for a drink! Meet me here in ten minutes."

 

Afton jumped up and walked back to her room to get freshoned up. She grabbed some fresh clothed from her draw, a nice blue shirt that brought out her eye colour and some nice black pants that flared at the bottom. After doing her hair into a bun she spraid some perfume and then walked back to meet Rantar.

 

She had never had the chance to just sit and chat with him so she was looking forward to some 'quality time'.

[Krytos]

Rantar laughed a little as Afton ran out of the room after asking him to meet up for drinks. She'd been so enthusiastic about it she had forgoten to stay for his responce.

Rantar's responce was going to be yes anyway. He'd enjoy hanging around with a friend just sharing a drink and a yarn.

Rantar slowly got up, and walked off to his room to get changed into something less conspicuous than the clothing - if it could be called that - he was currently wearing.

 

He reached his quarters quickly, and began looking through his draws. There was little to choose from, afterall he hadn't been able to pack up his things before leaving - all the clothing he had now was "borrowed" from people he'd never met and would probably enver meet again.

After a few seconds of diliberation, Rantar picked the only peices of clothing in the draw that weren't dirty and raggered. He put on a grey t-shirt with a soft blue tint, then threw over that an informal suit jacket with a jumpsuit style collar and a pair of black, matching pants. As Rantar looked at himself in the mirror he paused and thought - where did I steal these clothes from? Better yet, who?

 

Rantar then left for the bar. Knowing the base well, Rantar made it there in a mater of seconds from his quarters and stood at the bar while waiting for Afton.

Rantar was stretching and cracking his kneck, a bad habbit he'd picked up lately, as Afton walked in. She wore a nice blue shirt, that Rantar couldn't help but notice brought out her eyes, and black pants.

Rantar also picked up on how they both stood out in the hell hold that they were in. It was a comforting thought, that soon all of this could return to normal.

"Evening Afton, you're looking particularily lovely tonight", Rantar said with a smile.

 

OOC:

Haha, before re-reading your post I was wearing practically the same stuff as you - black pants and a dark blue shirt So I changed it a little

 

Good to see you back Jess, how you been?

[Krytos]

OOC: Hey Jess, our last two posts got deleted when the server crashed - do you want to continue or try and re-write what we did?

[Jess]

OOC: I was wondering what happened to them. Umm I think if one of us, like you maybe, can do one big post sort of like what was deleated then we can go from there.

[Jess]

OOC: Ok seeing as neither of us has done it yet then I'll just to a vage fillin.

 

IC:

 

Afton and Rantar went to the bar had some drinks adn chatted for a while. They talked about Josson and his absesion with Afton and the reason behind it. Which was because they were engaged, but that fell threw when Afton dissapeared for a year. But other then that it was uneventful.

 

OOC: Now Kry I have been wanting to ask you this over pm's but you never really gave me an answer so I am going to ask it again. Can our characters start a little 'relationship' or something?

[Krytos]

OOC: Oh crap! Sooo sorry Jess

I'd completely forgotten about this RP due to uni and other crap

Umm, yes - so I guess a discussion of the plot would be an idea

 

I'm up for it, though it will have to be a slow progress where my character won't realise it until .. well it's obvious. But he'll still stay distant and dark, a hurt character relating to the violence on the planet and a prior love ...

Other than that, I think we need to start the action again and do some hit and run style attacks ... of course, with just the two off us left to write the story do you have any ideas of where you'd like to head?

[Krytos]

Rantar entered his room, tired and happy. Underlining his happiness were some odd feelings he couldn't place.

 

His gut had fallen heavy when Afton told him that she had been engaged. But why? Was it because she had also said that it had fallen through for her? Was it because of her age? Maybe it was some underlining feeling towards Josson? Or maybe something else ...

 

Rantar shook the thoughts from his head. He stared at the ancient clock that hang from his wall, it read 1:30.

1:30 already? Sure has been a while since I've had a good time.

 

Throwing off his shirt and pants, Rantar dived onto the bed and lay there for several long minutes thinking about the night. All the time, a smile had crept onto a face, a smile he hadn't worn in a long time.

Slowly, darkness found its prey and Rantar drifted off to sleep, knowing he'd have to get up early in the morning for another day of routines leading towards an attack.

[Jess]

OOC: WOW it has been to long. Ok time for a little more action!

 

IC:

 

The alarm went off at six in the morning and Afton jumped at the noise. She had been dreaming and was shocked when the alarm had gone off so early. It only seemed like minutes ago when she had craled into bed after having drinks with Rantar.

 

She jumped up and hurriedly put on her camo gear before racing off to scoff down some oat meal for breakfast. After which she ran to the armory to await the teams arrival.

 

Todays plans where big. She was going to put a senareo into place and get two teams to play agains each other. Each would have a particular mission and addvantage. The aim would be for the other team to use their intell about the other team to nutralize them. She smiled at the thought. from this they will be able to see whether the teams are ready.

They would need to use all their training and use some common scence. SHe smiled at the thought. This could be the real test.

[Krytos]

Rantar sniffed at the steaming cup of caff. No, caff is only what they called it in the mess hall. A better description would be boiled black water that shouldn't kill you... straight away.

He took a sip and gagged straight away.

Sometimes I think trying to save this planet just isn't worth the drinks we get.

 

He stood in the make shift command room, awaiting the usual reports, like he had done every morning since...well, since he could remember starting this whole mess. But this morning was different. Sure enough he was as tired as ever, and as in desperate need for fresh clothing and a shave. Though now he was happy too.

 

"Sir?"

 

Bewildered, Rantar spun to see one of his lieutenants looking at him with a puzzled expression. Rantar gladly returned the puzzled look, not knowing the reason behind the goofy face.

 

"Sir, I was calling you."

 

"You were? Ha ..." Rantar's eyes drifted off to the floor. No matter how tired, or how much fun I have I need to stay in this game

"Guess the old age is getting to me - what's the news?"

 

The lieutenant, still a little puzzled, handed over a data pad. "Afton has gotten together her unit for trial runs - here's a run down of the personnel. I'll get you the results once it's over."

 

"No need, I think I'll go watch this." Rantar replied, not realising his smile had returned.

 

"Sir? You're needed her in the Op-Con."

 

"Somehow I doubt that. Besides - you can simply go get me if needed. I'd like to see how our future assault squads are."

 

OOC: It has been a while

Good to see you're still poking your head in here

[Jess]

Afton stood at the front of the training ground where the team members were all starting to fall in. Most looked refreshed which was good, others however could have used a few more hours sleep and they were trying very hard to hide that fact. They should know better then trying to hide it from her, she is not stupid, plus she know how hard this type of training is. She grinned slightly at the thought.

 

Her grin quickly disappeared when she heard Josson's second-in-charge voice squealing at some of the late commers. As he arrived she put her hand out to receive the data pad without even looking at him.

 

"Morning Afton. Looking forward to todays trails I assume!"

 

She shot him a quick smile and then scanned the data pad. Everyone was here and they were all ready to go. All the false data was ready to be given to each team and the game was set.

 

She looked around quickly, feeling like something or someone was missing. Then she realised Rantar was not there. She thought that he would be really keen to see her work in action Shrugging it off, she moved to address the group.

 

"People listen up. Today is one of the biggest days in your training. If you past this your will have dont most of the hard work and can look forward to even more hard work. Only then it will be real! Now listen closely to your instructions because I dont want to have to repeat myself."

 

She paused briefly to look for Rantar, then continued.

 

"You will all be set in groups, mostly the ones that you are already in, but some will be combining. Once in these groups you will be given everything you will need for todays excersize. Once the completed we will be meeting back here for a debrief of how you all went........"

 

Once she had finished explaining she turned to Josson and nodded. He then move to each group and gave the team leaders a pack and a data pad. Then told them to move out.

 

As they ran off in their team she turned to Josson.

"What are you waiting for? Off you go. Your with team Alpha."

 

"What..are...you serious? You want ME out there with THEM?" he shreeked.

 

"Yes and that is an order. GO." Afton's face broke into a broad grin as she watched him run off ofter team Alpha. She then sighed and turned to find Rantar.

[Krytos]

Rantar grinned widley, "It's always fun to order around people who annoy you."

 

If Afton heard, she didn't show it. She still looked off towards her soldiers, and even from behind he could see a worry on her face - even if small.

 

Uneffected, Rantar moved onto work.

 

"What have you got ready to test your new found friends ... and Josson of course."

 

OOC: Sorry, couldn't actually think of anything to da yet! Balls in your court