Relics and Ruins

[Rhoden Carbine]

It took about ten minutes, a bit longer than average for stirring up trouble--but then again this was a more delicate procedure than normal. But, slow or not, the reports began coming in.

"A large crowd has gathered in front of the Alliance military base," the reporter said "The protesters keep getting rowdier, and the main patroller station is surrounded by another large group cutting off their ability to restore order." Rhoden smiled to himself and pulled up the various sensors and cameras they had access to around the city. Most of the patrollers did indeed seem to be trapped, or scrambling around trying to control the crowds. The military base remained shut tight, but that could be changed.

"Power to the patroller station and military base will go down in about 2 minutes, see about opening of the military base gates, that should get 'em worried." Rhoden said into the commlink. He patted Arvil Kross heavily on the shoulder, "Let's go." the speeder accelerated quickly, heading out for the abandoned facility and kicking up gravel behind it.

[Keas Jong]

He smiled as he was handing out various improvised weapons to the more brutish of the rabble rousers with the repeated instructions of. "Take a couple of the bigger guys and see about bringing down the gates of the various places in about 2 minutes, the power will be going down so it would be great to have the riots in full on frenzy by then too."

[Rhoden Carbine]

Rhoden heard the surprised outburst of the reporter as the lights went out around her and turned his gaze back to the screen, and then out of the rear window of the speeder. They'd made good time. There were screams from bystanders and roars from the crowd as blasterfire began lancing oout, there was a minor explosion and the crowds surged forward into the military base. Stun bolts immediately began sizzling out, but if the situation remained as bad as it was they would eventually have to choose between lethal shots or losing all control.

The live feed cut out and Rhoden snorted flicking over to a security camera and receiving a poorer quality image of the same scene from higher up. It wasn't yet dark but the landscape was bathed in orange light, by the time the squad was leaving the facility it would be dark or nearly dark.

"So far, so good." he muttered. He looked out and saw the still monumental hulk of the old facility, reflecting the blinding orange light of the setting sun. If Rhoden had the time, and the inclination, he might have described the world as beautiful--in its own way. But he had no time for such sentiments, and his mind was one of a warrior, with no concern to give to beauty. At another time he might return, and then he could indulge in such things.

[Rhoden Carbine]

The speeder came to an abrupt stop and the squad jumped out and ran at a crouch into the main entrance. The facility wasn't quite in ruins but it definitely wasn't in pristine shape. Rust, cracked and missing plating, no lights outside of the natural light filtered through the few windows yet a few years away still from falling into total disrepair. Their footsteps sounded like cannon blasts in the dark and silent chamber.

Rhoden pulled a schematic of the building up on his HUD, there was a corridor which led to the main turbolift hub, and from there they could access the maintenance shafts and get access to the areas they needed. Pyrs stepped forward and hoisted his blaster but Rhoden shoved the barrel down with a snort. "Let's try something more professional." he said, the man muttered something about unnecessarily slow and Rhoden rolled his eyes as he gestured to Zafre. The man crouched and pried carefully at the panel they needed to go through, once he'd pulled it open enough he inserted a device. There was a click and a faint hiss and the panel fell into Zafre's hands.

"See, professional." Rhoden said, Pyrs scoffed.