*insert something stupid and witty here*

[Ziris Ruemar]

In a felucian family a Yuuzhan Vong was integrated out of pity. Once she came of age, this Yuuzhan Vong was exiled from her family and home for being different. That day she walked faithlessly.

A few days later. . .
The aimless walking seemed to go on forever, the green vegetation seemed to go for miles, but then she sees this strange metal structure in the distance. The structure seemed to look like her hut back in her old village, a twinge of remorse was felt in her heart, the round top looked like a mushroom roof but on a much larger scale. The other mushroom roofs were pointing towards the heavens. She walks toward the structure with caution, not knowing what the structure was nor did she really want to find out, so she kept a distance on a cliff not far away from the structure. She watched the blue sky, clouds would pass by, but nothing important happened at that moment. Until she heard the roaring sound ripping from the heavens.

(OOC: What does she see? What will she do? What does fate have in store for our Yuuzhan Vong? Find out in the next post!)

[Neive Undant]

“Mobius 1-1, this is command outpost zeta 2-7. What’s your status, over?”

“Zeta 2-7, this is mobius. All clear, no unusual readings. Gonna stay out here a few more rotations, the 5 of us, then we’ll be on our way back. Will come to dock if we don’t have anything out of the ordinary in about 2 more rotations, over.”

“Mobius 1-1, roger that. We’ll keep you up to date from our position if anything changes from here. Zeta 2-7 out.”

Savvanah tarwaith sat in the communications center for the smaller of their outposts, finishing her conversation with the group near nomad on. She stood to take her leave for the day. She had done much to deserve a rest and perhaps a meal. The group, which was investigating something about inferno task force, was one of their only groups headed by a force user that wasn’t part of the Jedi, though she didn’t know what the leader’s name was. You had to do a lot to make a name for yourself in this galaxy, she thought. But nonetheless, she walked towards the mess hall for her lunch break, and then thought about going to her quarters and taking a much needed nap.

(OOC: just leaving this here to set the stage a bit. Am not staying in, though I might cameo later on again.)

[Rhoden Carbine]

Rhoden sat in the cockpit of one of Task Force Inferno's newly assigned TIE Avengers. It was a fine ship and far more preferable than sitting around helplessly in a shuttle or troop transport. He felt a shudder and relished in the sonic boom as the fighter entered the atmosphere, he slowed only to ensure he did not damage the fighter on entry. The Starwing squadron--a superior force in-atmosphere--followed in his wake, and two assault transports followed them.

Rhoden slowed his TIE and set down alongside the transports. The Starwing's did not slow. Or land. They roared over the building ravaging small turret emplacements and anyone unfortunate enough to present a visible target. The fighters broke formation and sped off to loop around for further passes if and when it became necessary.

The doors to the transports opened and twenty Stormtroopers moved out and towards the building quickly. Rhoden keyed his comm, "We don't need prisoners, Commander. Wipe out the rebels, secure their mission data. I suspect Mr. Undant is involved here and I intend to catch him." he said. "Yes, sir." came the reply, brisk and professional. And so the distant crack of blasterfire began.


There was another flash of blasterfire from the distance and the Stormtrooper Commander's voice came over the comm. "Rebel outpost secured, sir." his smile widened, "Very good, Commander." he said, his voice steady "The location of our hopeful targets?" he asked a note of hope in his voice. He could hear grim satisfaction in the other man's voice, "Right here, sir. As you suspected, Undant is involved." Rhoden's eyes glittered. Victory.

[Ziris Ruemar]

The sound, ripping through the heavens like it was some from of terrifying beast. She gasped, over head were three unexplainable objects. Instinctively she dropped to the ground on her stomach, trying to camouflage herself in the thick, green, vegetation. Although, her actions seemed unnecessary, she did not want to be seen by these flying objects, as it could cause harm to her. Then she heard a loud rumble that shook the... felucia beneath her feet.

The next thing she knew, there was a blaze bursting from the ground. She covered her ears and tucked her head, resting her forehead on the ground, as the ground rumbled and shook.

After the blast had calmed down, she shakily uncovered her ears, untucked, and looked around from the ground. With shaky knees ,and a dizzy spell in her head, she stands up. Then reality hit her like a bag of rocks and the alarms went off in her head to find the survivors of the blast ,if there were any. She then takes her first step toward the, now rubble, structure.

(OOC: Second post! YAY!!!!)

[Rhoden Carbine]

There was another crackle over the comm and the Stormtrooper Commander spoke once more, "Unidentified target, coming out of the forest, sir." Rhoden enhanced the vision of his helmet and looked out. From what he could see through the plumes of smoke drifting across the landscape was two figures. The first was the Stormtrooper, holding his rifle steady at the other. Rhoden's helmet beat him to the analysis. [Female. Species: Undetermined]

"Is she holding a weapon, Commander?" he asked, "Not that I can see, sir." the Stormtrooper responded warily, knowing what was likely to happen now and not liking it in the slightest. "Very good, bring her to me, if she does give you trouble I want her alive." there was a briefest pause, probably as the trooper clicked his comm off to sigh, and "Yes, sir." two more troopers materialized out of the building, training smoke behind them and approached the figure.

"Sir... it's a Yuuzhan Vong." Rhoden's interest piqued, "Oh? How interesting. Your orders stand." the troopers continued their approach and reached the figure. "Come with us." Rhoden heard one of them say over the comm line.

[Ziris Ruemar]

As she takes her first step toward the demolished structure, she freezes upon hearing the sound of the readying of blasters. She then gasps at the being that stands in front of her. It was not anything she had ever encountered, it wore white glossy material that looked hard and a water holder in its head. She stared at it with confusion and curiosity in her eyes and it also portrayed on her face.

Then she heard a voice coming from the water holder on the being's head.

As the being beckoned her, she kept staring at the being, frozen.

[Rhoden Carbine]

"Sir, it's not moving." the report came back in what Rhoden translated to a whine. Rhoden rolled his eyes, "No, she's not." he agreed. "Lower your weapons." Rhoden suggested. He could practically see their bodies stiffening from here and he fought back a snicker, but they lowered their weapons. "Come on, now." the Stormtrooper Commander said in what Rhoden could only imagine was his most reassuring voice.

Rhoden sighed and jumped off of his slightly elevated perch, "Sir..?" one of the officers asked as he took off, "I'll be back. Stay there." he called back. It was a short run to the edge of the clearing and he stopped in front of the troopers two minutes later. "Hello, there." he said, tilting his head slightly as he gazed at the Yuuzhan Vong. Curious. "Commander Rhoden Carbine." he said, taking off his helmet and holding his hands away to the sides.

"And who might you be?" he asked, his voice softening. He took a few more steps forward. The only sounds the crunching of gravel, glassed sand, and debris from the assault beneath the armored feet of Rhoden and the troopers. All the wildlife and insects had been driven off by the fire, which itself had ceased roaring and now simply sent billowing waves of black smoke high into the Felucian sky.

[Ziris Ruemar]

She decided to introduce herself after she unfroze, which took a few seconds I might add, and she spoke with a voice that was a bit raspy and hard but had a gentle but cautious tone. The volume of her voice was almost at a whisper, as she was intimidated. She did not make eye contact as she spoke. "I am Ziris, Ziris Ruemar." She paused, almost hesitant, deciding on what to say next. "I have come here because of the exile that has been brought upon me from my village and home, I was just passing by, I mean no harm."

[Rhoden Carbine]

Rhoden smiled kindly, and unlike the Stormtrooper the gesture both looked and was genuine. "Of course, not." he said as she proclaimed she meant no harm. She did not look at him. Fear? Nervousness? Shame? "Well, Ms. Ruemar. What are you doing around here, so deep in the... forest..." Rhoden said, glancing briefly to the questionable composition of Felucian flora. Perhaps--and given what she was the explanation was not improbable--she was without a home.

"Are you going somewhere? Or looking for somewhere to go?" he asked softly, holding out an empty hand. "You could come with us." he could practically sense the twitching of the troopers beside him but he ignored them. "A new home, and a new life. A life within the Empire." Rhoden didn't know or care if the woman before him cared for joining the Imperial forces, he suspected they could learn much from each other. And besides, it never hurt to be nice. Well. It could. But you just had to be faster on the draw than the other person in those instances.

[Neive Undant]

A transmission came though the comms of the outpost once more, a distorted voice coming over. “Command, this is Mobius 1-1. Semi-suspicious imperial activity detected in sector B-38-46 on the planet surface. Not engaging, but will survey the area from orbit, over.The voice spoke before ending transmission. No response...

Neive wasn’t sure what was going on. It was too far away to know for sure if something happened, but he could only hope his contact was at lunch, perhaps taking a nap...

Tarwaith was laying on the floor of the outpost, her limp body about 2 feet from a doorway... holdout blaster in her relaxed hand.