Old Enemies, New Allies (Harbinger, Imps)

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Old Enemies, New Allies (Harbinger, Imps)

Post by Varn Badaash » Mon Dec 02, 2019 11:03 pm

Shortly after the events of “Somethings are best left Forgotten”

Old Enemies, New Allies

With the promise of vengeance and freedom, the Shard has agreed to leave the Imperial black site behind with his seemly old comrade Ryder. The two linked up with a heavily modified Action V transport, The Black Star. The Shard life form known as Harbinger was escorted to the tech bay where he was to be fitted with a new body, one a bit more fitting for him. While it wasn’t the exact one he’d designed, it would be a good stand in till the resources were gathered for his final body. Meanwhile Ryder had set them off and began the painful process of dealing with the bureaucracy of the Empire...


“Yes I understand the Lord Regent is a busy man!” Ryder exclaimed at the hologram of an Imperial bureaucrat. “The matter is of the utmost importance, I need to speak with him and the Inquisition!”

“While the Empire appreciates everything you and you corporation has been doing for us Mr. Ryder,” the man began. “I must still insist that you can’t bypass the normal procedures to meet with the Lord Regent, however you are welcome to go to the Inquisitions headquarters on Prakith and perhaps they can assist you in your important matter.”

Ryder let out a deep breath as he slowly began to accept his defeat in this situation. “Fine, we’ll make our way to Prakith, can you at least forward a request for Captain Vassyl to meet me there,” the business man responded, trying to keep a level tone. “He will very much want to hear me out, the safety of the Empress could be on the line.”

The bureaucrat also let out a breath as it finally seemed the long argument might finally be over. “I can forward a message to the Captain, I am unaware of his current status and will not guarantee his ability to meet you. Now if that is all then I have other business to attend to.”

“That is all,” Ryder spoke, his hands dancing across the terminal. “Thank you for your time.” With that his hand flicked the switch turning off the projector. He proceeded to activate the comm to the bridge. “Captain Chosu, set coarse for Prakith.”

“Not Bastion sir?” The raspy voice of a Kel Dor responded.

“Apparently not Captain,” Ryder replied. “I’ll be on the bridge momentarily.”

“We’ll be in hyperspace before you arrive sir, sorry things didn’t go as planned.”

With that Ryder stepped out of his quarters and marched to the tech bay to see how Harbinger was doing. Going down a floor and through a few blast-doors the human finally stepped into the home of his Verpine tech specialist, Niv. A handful of Verpine were swarmed around a modified chassis of one of Ryder’s assassin droids. It’s chassis had been given a strength increase as well and an extra lay of armor plating but at a cost to some of its speed and maneuverability.

The room was filled with the sound of tools and the clinking of durasteel on durasteel but no voices as the Verpine communicated by use of their attenae with each other. It was clear by the state of things they had been doing tests with the body and the Shard and were loving the fact that Harbinger could probably give them almost instant feedback about every modification and minor change to the chassis.

“I hope everything is going smoothly in here,” Ryder spoke, a smile crossing his face. It was good to see Harbinger in a more appropriate body. “Is your patient ready to leave your care Niv?”

A cyberneticly enhances Verpine looked over at Ryder as he spoke. It’s mandibles clicked momentarily as it began to prepare to speak in Basic. “Tsk tsk Ryder, always rushing things,” the Verpine chastised. “The Shard’s new body will be ready momentarily!”

Ryder laughed at his old friends remarks. “Alright alright,” the human backed down. “Harbinger, if you can hear me meet me on the bridge when you’re all wrapped up here, we are making our way to our final destination.”

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Re: Old Enemies, New Allies (Harbinger, Imps)

Post by Harbinger » Tue Dec 03, 2019 11:31 am

"Better... Little bit more... Wait, Should everything be purple? Ah that's much better, Thank you Niv" Harbinger was having quite the enjoyable time working with the tech and his aids. Given the fact that the Verpine before him was cybernetically enhanced, he was able to communicate with him through his own electronics, allowing him to then tell his associates what needed to be done, while also speaking with Harbinger. It was an odd scene, no one was speaking yet the group of them were communicating and working together quite easily. It was refreshing for the shard to be able to have this level of sync with organics, it almost felt like being amongst his own kind.

"The arms? Yes, or course" He began to rotate his wrists to let his hands spin three hundred and sixty in each direction before moving the arms themselves through the full range of motion. He was still learning the limits of this chasis, but was already quite pleased with the advances that had been made in droid technology, after all, his old chasis was essentially and antique by modern standards. "Oh yes the legs are fine, I've already run the diagnostics on those... Well i'm sorry! I didn't know you enjoyed doing them yourself" he said as his microphones picked up the approaching of Ryder, though the electrical pulses of the opening doors gave him a fairly good heads up aswell.

Listening to the two, who seemed to be old friends, Harbinger began to disconnect himself from the diagnostic plugs and data cables "Actually we're done. While you two were talking I reset the operating system on this chasis and wiped the drives clean of all extra data. Really all i needed installed were drivers, since the rest is up to me and all that data just gets in the way. I mean really... Failsafes?" he said with a cheerful tone. "I'll be with you shortly Ryder... Just need to take this thing for a test drive" he said as he grabbed up a long vibrosword he'd pulled from a weapon rack in the back of the ship. He preferred two, but this chasis seemed to be better suited to singular style.

"Thank you Niv, I'll be sure to come and see you again should I need repairs, and certainly when I finally get my chasis designed for me" he said as he shook the Verpines hand. Taking the blade in hand, he took up a proper stance, holding the blade before him in both hands as he let the chasis settle, as if he was relaxing. The first strike was a bit crooked, and off the target he'd painted for himself in the air. The second corrected that mistake but wasn't as fast as he liked. Running through the droids systems once more, he increased the power to the actuators and the rotators and ensured that he was just below their maximum rated load before straightening up and striking again. This time the blade struck out swift and clean, right on target. He followed it up by dipping low for a thrust, spinning on one foot to lash out with the other as if tripping his invisible adversary, finishing them off by thrusting the sword down firmly towards the durasteel decking.

"Oh yes... This will do nicely for now" he said as she gave the sword a twirl around his hand before letting it snap against his back with the magnet they'd fit during the slight overhaul process they'd been doing to get the chasis fit for combat. But there was still something missing... It wasn't mechanical, It wasn't necessary, But as Ryder stepped out of the engineering bay, he gingerly stepped over to a banner on the wall that bore the emblem his his little order of pirates and plucked it from the wall. Short work was made of it with his a simple durasteel dagger before he slung it over his shoulders and clipped it into place.

Walking up to the bridge, Harbinger took every opportunity to look through the camera's around him to get a good view of himself from every angle. The cloak certainly did make him feel much better about this new chasis, He didn't look as he had before the black site had taken him, but he was getting back to form and was starting to recognize himself again. Stepping through the door, Harbinger looked from the Kel Dor towards Ryder and gave each of them a slight bow "Thank you. Both of you. Ryder for getting me out of that place and giving me this chance to make a difference. And you Captain Chosu, for being brave and steadfast enough to risk the trip in the first place"
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Re: Old Enemies, New Allies (Harbinger, Imps)

Post by Varn Badaash » Tue Dec 03, 2019 4:28 pm

Ryder had made his way to the bridge and was getting an update on how his business was doing. A galactic map was displayed on a central holo-terminal and showed where Black Star Industries assets were currently deployed around the galaxy. Several crew members moved from station to station on the bridge keeping an eye on internal systems.

“And relief efforts are in full effect along the Perlemian tho our ships have been having issues with pirates taking advantage of the war,” the Kel Dor wrapped up his update.

“To be expected, deploy the Haven Maker to provide additional support,” Ryder replied. “Have we heard anything about Roche?”

“Not yet sir, want me to send a probe in?”

“Actually once we’re out of hyperspace send a team to Roche, if the Alliance has succeeded in liberating it then offer our assistance in rebuilding efforts.”

The doors slid open and a new Harbinger stepped through. Ryder had to hold back a chuckle as he spotted the Shard’s make shift cloak, he was always one for the dramatics.

“It was no issue at all, I merely just had to sit and wait for the you and the boss,” the Captain replied first.

“Your freedom was well worth it friend,” Ryder spoke up. “And you can repay us by helping take down a common enemy.”

Ryder input a few commands into the terminal and the hologram zoomed in on their path towards Prakith. “Now that you’re here we can discuss my plans and your path to vengeance as well as a way to get you that training you asked me for.” A secondary image appeared of the Imperial Inquisitions symbol. “The Empire has recently refounded their Force users initiative, however unlike the versions of the past this one teaches a more neutral stance in the Force.”

He looked to Harbinger, knowing full well the Shard had a grudge against the Empire. “Before you say no, please hear me out.” Ryder took a deep breath before continuing. “I have my issues with the Empire same as you, but it’s changing, and people like us can change it for the better if we are in a position to do so. The founders of the Inquisition are some of the few people I fully trust in the Empire and the Grand Inquisitor takes a strong stance against giving in to the dark side. These individuals are also the only ones that will probably help us bring down Shen.”

Ryder walked around the projector to the side the Shard stood on before continuing. “I will throw my support behind you as a new candidate for the Inquisition and we will show them our case against Lord Shen so that together we can end his treachery and rid the galaxy of another monster.”

Ryder let out a deep breath, his body relaxing slightly. “I’m sure you have your doubts and you’re own thoughts on the matter and I wish to hear them.” Much was on the line, nearly five years had gone by since Tark was murdered and Harbinger was caged, nearly five years Corran had been trying to find a way to bring Shen to justice while also trying not to get killed by this galaxy. Now he stood with an old ally potential on the edge of catching a man who brought nothing but ruin. To Ryder, this all had to work, it would be the end of one of the few unfinished threads of his past life.

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Re: Old Enemies, New Allies (Harbinger, Imps)

Post by Harbinger » Wed Dec 04, 2019 11:10 am

"Well, All the same, Without the two of you, I'd be floating in a cell until the stars consume the galaxy itself. Now, Lets focus on the matter at hand and our common enemy as you say" It was what Harbinger had been waiting for all this time, little did he know it, but upon gaining his freedom the first thing he'd be doing was something that most force users would consider taking the first steps down the path to the darkside. Revenge. Passion. Violence. And deep within him was that dark ember, still smoldering as it always had, begging to be reignited with Shen's death. He put the thoughts from his mind and watched as Ryder brought up the holo's to help illustrate his plan.

He studied the image of the planet before him, Prakith, not a world he'd walked nor ever heard of before this moment, but given the thousands of worlds in the galaxy, such was common for most. But when he saw the sigil of the Imperial Inquisition, his glowing red eyes narrowed to slits upon his steeled expressionless face. Crossing his arms over his chest, he listened to what was being proposed.

"So you're telling me... That to rid the empire of Shen, I must first, join it again? If it is as you say, and has been changing and will continue to change with help from individuals such as ourselves, Then perhaps i'll give them the time of day to take a look at me. Perhaps i'll even be accepted. Now. You say they have a hardline stance against the darkside, which is a good step in the right direction. But what sort of timeline are we looking at to take down Shen? Obviously the Inquisitors aren't going to let me go after Shen if i'm a fresh recruit, unproven and untested. And I will NOT allow someone else to rob me of restoring my honor. So, Do we let Shen continue as he will while i train?" he asked as he let the situation roll around in his head.

The Empire had been the cause of everything that created suffering and tragedy in the shards life, but, if he could help reshape it and bring it into a new dawn of enlightenment and duty to the people? That would be a legacy worth leaving. Bringing honor to the Empire. Relaxing his posture he leaned in against the projector and studied the sigil closely, looking at it as if he could derive some meaning from the simple emblem as his mind ran with the possibilities.
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Post by Doren Vassyl » Mon Dec 09, 2019 6:41 am

***The Steppe Moon of Keitum, Mid Rim, Grid Coordinates J-6***


Labor disputes. Of the many quandaries Doren was loathe to resolve, this sort of thing was very near the top of the list. A rather boisterous crew of excavators had concocted a dangerous scheme to set up shop on loan from the Mining Guild, only to back out from the agreement and turn tail once the operation bore fruit. Unfortunately for the local garrison, the privateers were well-armed. To make matters worse, the top-dollar laser drills the brigands had obtained from their dubious deal had unnaturally swift firing actuators. Thus, when the first squads went in, expecting dissidents arms with pickaxes and shovels, they were swiftly dispatched by a lethal array of home-brewed railguns. Rather embarrassingly, the resident naval force fared no better, and lost half a squadron with their first and only attempt at resolution.

Vassyl and the Second Battle Group had been running drills nearby over Ansion, and when the call for aid went out, his detachment was the first to respond. Needless to say, the young Captain was less than enthusiastic. To make matters worse, shortly after his arrival, typhoon season began in earnest. Thick clouds had thwarted several starfighter flybys, whilst the magnetic interference from the ceaseless circuit of storms rendered fleet bombardment cruelly inaccurate. So it was that the wayward Jaeman found himself soaked from hat to boots, shivering against the access hatch of a lone AT-ST as lightning danced across the lowland plains below in the distance. Shaking from the cold, it was difficult to focus down on the sunken strip-mine through macrobinoculars: difficult, but not impossible.

Scowling as a gust sent bolts of freezing rain pelting against his face, the Captain turned his attention skyward. A few more precious moments, and seraphic eye of the storm would pass directly over the strike zone. Even at that moment, Doren could faintly detect the nose of the Victory Destroyer Reverent peeking through the blue sliver up above. “Scanners have finished range-finding Sir”, the onboard technician called out from within the durasteel skull of the scout biped, “Ready to beam firing solutions on your orders”. “S-s-ee that it’s done", the Captain spat back as the wind blew right through him. Shifting about where he stood in a feeble attempt to generate warmth, Doren turned his attention to his wrist module, and attempted to speak with great vigor, “Mis-ster Torbough, s-status report”.

“All systems- nominal Sir”, the lagging voice of Vassyl’s XO pitched out, “How’s- the weather on your end?”. “Humor-”, the half-frozen Captain chewed out, “Does-s not become you Lieutenant: is the data coming through?”. “Bit by bit- we should have all the numbers ironed out-”, the audio cut out briefly, Doren’s brow furling at what almost sounded like a chuckle, “the next five minutes”. “Good- you may fire when ready”, Doren concluded, allowing himself a sigh of relief. The Second had been orbiting for three days: for Vassyl, that was already three days too many. “Corporal!”, the young officer bellowed down to chief operator, “Brace for impact in five!”. The scout transport team quickly did as they were bade, while Vassyl set his sights back on the loathsome mining operation.

It was not long before the Reverent drifted into full view. Shortly thereafter, a fierce trio of emerald lances erupted from her starboard side, threading the eye of the storm and detonating almost directly on top of their intended target. The cloud of dust and disheveled plants that streamed out at the AT-ST from the immediate shockwave were a welcome change of pace from the rain. Shielding his eyes with the macrobinoculars, Vassyl rode the decaying g-force out as the transport swayed gently in the aftermath of the attack. He was about to congratulate his two companions on a job well done, when the chief operator summoned the Captain back down into the main cabin, “Sir, you’ve a priority transmission”.

Not waiting up for a second invitation, Doren squated down and began to massage his shoulders as he examined a compact wall terminal. “Presence urgently requested…”, Vassyl muttered aloud, ”Security concerns… Prakith- well, doesn’t sound like a budget hearing”. Keitum was a jump away from the Namadii Corridor: from there, it was a straight shot to the Deep Core. It was the ideal route: short enough to not keep interested parties waiting, and just long enough for Doren to make a much needed visit to the refresher. Whatever the issue was, he’d face it after he cleaned up.


***Citadel Inquisitorius, Prakith, Deep Core***


High Inquisitor Yprene wore her usual scowl as she brusquely strode onto the citadel’s main landing pad. Four Sentinels flanked her on either side, their metallic gait ringing out with harsh bell tones as their armored limbs made contact with the platform. It was an irregular visit- not that the facility got any other kind. What bothered the Lady Inquisitor was not the nature of the visit, but the personage. A lone bureaucrat, waltzing into the system without an Inquisitor escort and harboring potentially violent prisoners. Whoever they were, they had some nerve. Yprene would betray no such thoughts in person, but once the individual in question arrived, she was determined to identify them and whatever supervisor they answered to. Then should would write a report. A long, detailed, and poignant report. Such were the hurdles of military politics.
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