Space Race

[Rhoden Carbine]

Haly fell back smoothly and quickly, dropping what seemed to be the remaining two rebels with fight left in them. Rhoden took a step to the side, hefting his blaster with one hand he snapped his wrist up and fired three quick shots with his scout blaster then reading his blaster once more. Together Rhoden and Jorvan blocked most of the corridor, and if their blasters proved ineffective both had vibroblades within easy reach.

"Acceptable losses." Rhoden said, smiling behind his helmet, "But I'm afraid you're a touch overconfident." He heard a snap behind him and a concussion grenade soared overhead and landed with a clank on the floor in the next room. Rhoden heard a curse but he knew whoever was left back there didn't have time to respond, in any case he had more immediate concerns. He readied himself as the brazen one came within melee range.

[Neive Undant]

Neive chuckled a bit as he approached. He was a trained killer with his blades, even if he had to hold back on his enemies. He looked at the environment around the 4 individuals, him and the 3 of the squad, before quickly jumping up and kicking off the wall of the corridor, coming down in front of the leader before he twisted his blade in his hand, his thumb and index now facing the blade before he shoved his blade towards the man's diaphragm, perhaps wanting to end the battle before it started with the guerilla tactics of destroying the leader of the group. Nonetheless, as he took a stab at the man, he gripped his other blade, ready to use it in case his lunge didn't hit its target.

[Rhoden Carbine]

Rhoden brought his blaster rifle up and caught the blade, throwing it back hard even as Jorvan jumped forward with a flick of his wrist and brought his own vibroblade forward towards the rebel's other blade. As Rhoden through off the knife he slid quickly to the other side and pushed off hard in an attempt to slam the rebel against the wall.

He heard the fading sound of the concussion grenade through his helmet and knew that with him and Jorvan dicing the rebel she would be free to move in and disable the weapons. As soon as that happened the Phantoms waiting in the darkness would call for the Hydra. And, despite what the rebel might think, the rest of the squad was on their way out by now. Rhoden's only regret was that it was unlikely he would have time to hit the reactor on his way out.

[Neive Undant]

Neive looked at the man's rifle as he hit it, seeing the blade come out and hit his other one. He twisted his back and jumped past the man as he tried to push Neive aside, pulling his blade away from the man's rifle and swinging it quickly towards the woman, his other blade pulling away and making a move to defend Neive in case one of them tried to send a counter-attack. Neive thought as he did, wanting more of a duel between him and the leader rather than the 3-on-1 battle that he was engaged in now.

(OOC: If you want to do a gen we'll have to make it a 1-on-1 battle, so if you want we could have something happen to take the other 2 out of the mix without hurting them seriously.))

[Neive Undant]

Neive's blade struck the helmet of the woman swiftly, doing not much less than cracking the jawline and sending a deep scratch through the front of the helmet before he twisted his wrist and send the pommel into the woman's helmet again, right where the bridge of her nose was. She was sent backwards, reeling from the impact as Neive looked around the corridor briefly before an idea hit him. He looked to the muscle of the group, rushing past him and using his blade to hit a button on the wall before bringing his leg up and kicking the side of the man's head, the blast doors closing and making him trip, both of them trapped on the other side and leaving Neive alone with the leader of the group. Neive looked at the man, cracking his neck as he got ready for the battle in front of him.
"Just the two of us now."

[Rhoden Carbine]

Rhoden let loose a furious snarl as the rebel hit Haly and slammed his fist toward the man's head, but he had moved to push back Jorvan and Rhoden's hand slammed into the corridors wall, denting the metal, at the same time the door sealed in front of Jorvan.

Rhoden loosed a rapid fire barrage of blaster fire down the corridor, before quickly slinging the larger blaster over his back and drawing his SE-14r. He raised his other hand, which now held a vibroblade drawn from its usual concealment somewhere on Rhoden's person. There was also his scout blaster, snapped securely to the wrist of the same hand which gripped the vibroblade. If timed correctly Rhoden could slash the man, and snap off a shot with the scout blaster. Not to mention the shots which would be sent out by the repeating blaster pistol.

Rhoden assumed a guarded stance, "Even if you kill me, this base is doomed." Rhoden said, reassured by his ability to detonate his charges prematurely. There was a loud bang and a hissing noise issued from the door behind as the lights overhead flickered. Rhoden had a moment of concern as he wondered what Haly and Jorvan could be doing to cause a disturbance in the power systems, but dismissed it as irrelevant. What was important was them getting through the door and blasting the rebel before they were delayed for too long.

[Neive Undant]

Neive used both of his blades to block the incoming fire, his moves flowing as he made his way closer to the leader, now that the two were alone. Neive looked at him as he pulled out the blade, a small smile coming to his face. He wanted this fight to be a melee battle. If he could get the man to use only his blade, Neive would have the fight easily. With his training with blades, there was no way this man could match his skill.
Hearing the man's words, Neive could only chuckle.
"Your death could prevent this from happening again, at least so quickly. If you fall here, other bases will go on without problems from the likes of you."
Neive threw one of his blades up into the air, pulling his holdout blaster and returning fire to keep his distance for a moment, before putting his blaster away just as his blade fell, catching the handle and bursting towards the man.

[Rhoden Carbine]

"Unfortunately my death would mean very little in the long run--to you in particular." Rhoden said. The man was unnaturally gifted with his blades, Rhoden suspected--as seemed to be his foul fortune--that he had run into yet another force user. Scowling beneath his helmet he continued firing, taking a step back.

He pushed off from the wall and lunged forwards, allowing his weight to drag him into a roll to his left, continuing to fire his blaster and scout blaster. He felt blade glance off of armor and slashed with his own weapon. He came back up skidding slightly, now near the doorway his allies were hopefully soon in breaking through. His mind ran quickly down a mental list of possibilities and he found himself desiring for a flamethrower or other such substantial weapon. Unfortunately his grenades were a bit too potent to be a desirable option unless things took a severe downturn.

"You realize, I'm sure, that I'll blow both of us up before I let you stop this mission." he said. He should have brought Dot on this mission, the little droid could have made this process much less annoying.


Jorvan cursed as he stood and Haly climbed to her feet blinking through the blood pouring from her nose. Jorvan grabbed a disk from his various equipment pieces and slammed it onto the door. There was a hum and a flash, which caused Haly to blink again. There was a crunching noise followed by a bang and a hiss as the metal of the door contracted and began to heat up. There was a small fluttering of blue energy over the door and the lights flickered.

Haly took a step back and Jorvan glanced at her, "Nothing to worry about, we'll be through the door in no time." she took another step back and gave him a disgusted look. He rolled his eyes but took a step back as well. Both ignored the sounds of blasterfire to be heard just barely over the sound of the breaching device.

[Neive Undant]

Neive kept his defensive blade up and blocked bolt after bolt as he lunged forward, but seeing the blade swinging down, he saw an opportunity that could potentially end this endeavor.
Neive swept to the side, and swung his blade at the barrel of the scout blaster, his mind racing with what could happen next. His blade scraped against the blaster, seeing the way the man's arm swept down, Neive's blade would go straight into the joint of the man's elbow, just between 2 pieces of armor. Completely vulnerable in few spots, but Neive seemed to always find the weak points in armor. Unless the man pulled back quickly, the strike, Neive thought, would easily break the elbow joint.

"Commander, all troops are ready. Launching now."
A squadron of transport ships shot out from the base, heading out into Alliance space. Neive concentrated on the man in front of him, but could feel the men within the ships, all of them evacuated. The base was almost completely empty, except for Neive himself and the enemies he faced. The door heated, and Neive could tell that soon the three of them would be reunited. If this attack didn't work, Neive thought, he would need to figure something else out. The base was lost, that was a fact. But Neive didn't want to go down with it, and if he left alive, perhaps these others would have to as well. But they caused all of this, he wanted them to pay. But to have vengeance, he thought, he would need patience. If today was lost, tomorrow is another day, he thought.

[Rhoden Carbine]

Rhoden realized the glance off his armor had not been fully stopped and that he was bleeding. It wasn't a serious wound, however, and he wondered if it had even been purposeful. Rhoden raised his blaster once more, cursed silently as he realized the scout blaster clipped to his left wrist was inoperable and quickly pulled his rifle back out.

The lights flickered again and the door crumpled on their side, there were loud pops and a sizzling noise filled the hallway as smoke rolled out and the temperature rose. It would still be a few minutes before they were through the door.


"Leader, we have transports heading out!" oen of the pilots in the lurking squadron of TIE Phantoms said. "Power up, destroy them." he growled bringing all systems online and punching forward at full speed, his wingman keeping pace. As his systems came online a quick pulse transmission went out. He began firing at the transports, and smiled in satisfaction as more bolts of deadly energy rained out from the other fighters.

There was a flicker of pseudomotion and the Hydra was there. There were several flashes and heavier bolts lanced out at the transports, and more still towards the station. He saw the Starwing's launch and swerve to engage the transports as well, the assault transport flew out at full speed to pick up the members of Inferno Squad as they made it off the station.


Rhoden felt and heard the heavy strikes on the station and the accompanying groans of stressed durasteel. "Your station is finished." Rhoden said, "You can surrender now, and live longer."