Dauntless, en-route to FOB location.
-(''What's the damage estimate?'')- Beatrix inquired.
-(''The hit impacted on the underside of the ship, we lost one pod but otherwise, we are operating at near full efficiency.'')- Tactical reported back.
-(''ETA to destination?'')-
-(''Six minutes if we remain unimpeded.'')- As the exchange finished, Trilla and Qui-Gon entered the bridge.
''What can I do for you both?'' She asked, turning around.
''We came to ask when we'll be arriving.'' Qui-Gon told her. Trilla just stood there quietly, observing the scenery outside the ship.
''In about 5 minutes. Once we get there we will deploy the HK-Tank to defend our location as well as 450 RG's. We'll then turn most of our efforts into search and rescue since we don't have the numbers to engage in open conflict with the Separatist forces.'' She explained in a neutral tone.
''I see. What about us?''
''I'd like one of you to stay aboard the ship and one to command a special strike force for when we need the extra muscle, so to speak.'' She gestured towards both of them with one hand. ''A force-sensitive is quite the unique resource to have on the battlefield.''
Nodding Qui-Gon spoke up. ''Then I'd like to remain on the ship. I don't believe it's a good idea to risk me being seen before the end of this conflict.'' Looking over at Trilla. ''If you don't mind of course?''
''Not at all.'' She responded succinctly. ''It would be nice to do something good for a change.''
''Excellent.'' Beatrix nodded. ''We'll be turning the hanger into a triage area. So, Master Qui-Gon. Be ready to receive the wounded and patrolling around the craft.''
''I understand. I'll go see what I can do.'' He replied as he turned and walked out.
Beatrix turned to face the bridge again. ''Is there anything else Lady Trilla?''
''Is triage all we'll be doing?''
''Of course not. But you don't need to worry about that, Coda may not be a tactical genius but his vision doesn't stop at playing doctor.'' She said with barely detectable mirth.
Nodding slowly Trilla asked again. ''Will he be alright?''
Turning her head to look at Trilla. ''I believe so.''
''I understand. Then I'll take my leave as well, General Beatrix.'' She bowed slightly before exiting.
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Meanwhile, above the clouds. Kamino.
RG111 had quite frankly gotten lucky when they were trying to locate this place. They'd known the area, but searching for a planet even in a small area, small being relative. Was a gargantuan undertaking.
They'd noticed what could only be a fleet entering hyperspace on their long-range scanners. Working backward they'd found the origin point, and that origin point was Kamino.
Being an artificial life form, RG111 didn't believe in gods or higher powers. But the odds he'd calculated were so infinitesimal that they'd find it that now he was forced to reevaluate his earlier assumption.
Of course, when the math came back he promptly dismissed it again and chalked it up to the chaos theory at work. Now, on the other hand, they were flying right above the cloud cover and trying to scan for the city that should be here somewhere.
It didn't take too long to find it. When they got closer the ramp opened up and RG111 alongside three other RG's simply walked off the ramp and entered freefall. Once they broke through the clouds their black matter turned into an elongated point that pointed downwards. They did this to prevent themselves from shattering when they'd hit the water.
Once they'd cleared the water surface, the black matter turned itself into tendrils that they used as propellers as they picked up speed and silently approached the pillars holding the city up. -(''Digital communication only from here on.'')-
Getting a positive ping from his three siblings he reviewed the mission file one last time.
Objective 1: Infiltrate cloning facilities.
Objective 2: Gain access to and reprogram inhibitor chips if possible. If impossible, change keywords.
Objective 3: Gain shadow control of all systems. Datamine all possible information and gain codes to all possible Republic vessels.
His determination redoubled. This was his first mission and he would not fail his Lord.
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Unidentified Droid Factory, Geonosis.
Coda and 93 had gotten to the bridge. They took a last look before 93 spoke up. ''Everyone ready?''
''Yeah, let's go!'' Coda responded before running out of cover and making his way unto the bridge. ''Stick to the plan!"
They all bolted out of cover and started running down the walkway. The RG's opened fire on the turrets to great effect, they hadn't even registered an attack when they both got slagged.
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Using the force to speed up his steps, Coda flew forward as the few droids left started returning fire. Deflecting the bolts coming their way with ease he waved his hand resulting in the droids unfortunate enough to have walked unto the bridge to fly off to the side, into the chasm.
Making their way to the door, they could hear the telltale sounds of wings coming from the chasm. ''Get the door open!'' Coda ordered an RG unit.
Interfacing with the door pad the RG spoke up. ''Sir, it seems we've already taken control of the system. I'm receiving a message through it. We have two other groups already inside the facility, fighting seems fierce.''
The door slid open to reveal a corridor that simply led to another door. ''Ok, get in and lock it from the inside.''
Once inside, the door closed behind them as they made their way towards the next door. ''It seems to be an elevator. I've called it down. Be ready for anything.'' 93 reported.
Taking positions they waited until the door opened up. Only for it to be empty. ''Get in, we're on the clock.'' Coda said as he walked into the elevator.
Once they were moving upwards, Coda started messing with his arm-pad. Not this one... Not this one... Hah! This one is apt, war pigs indeed. ''Oink oink motherfuckers.''
All of the clones turned to look at Coda as 93 spoke up. ''Sir?''
''Don't worry about it.'' He turned to an RG. ''Any idea what we're walking into up there?"
''Negative my lord. The message was automated. It only mentioned fierce resistance.'' He answered simply.
Nodding. They all fell silent as the elevator made its way up. They started hearing explosions and blaster fire as it came to a stop.
When the door opened it revealed another corridor that branched off in two directions, as well as a squad of Geonosians. Reacting instantly Coda reached out his hand and force drained the entire squad.
As he took on their life force he took a deep breath while his eyes flashed with his signature dark orange and silver. The clones stood still as a wave of uneasiness followed this sight. The RG's simply ignored it and walked out of the elevator, past the spasming bugs.
When the last one stopped moving 93 stated. "That didn't look like a Jedi trick.''
''There are no such things as Jedi tricks. Only force 'Tricks'." Coda said as he walked into the middle of the corridor. To his left was the exit, as the other one looked to be a storage area. Walking down the right path, he opened the door. His mask hid it, but when he saw it's contents a sinister grin spread over his face.
Looking over the room he spoke up. ''RG's, you think you could persuade these good fellows to help us?''
Walking up to Coda the RG responded after he glanced through the room. ''Affirmative Lord Coda.'' Entering the room, he and the other 5 RG's got to work.
93 was holding with his brothers at the other door when Coda came walking back. His eyes were smiling. ''Anything useful over there?''
Nodding he answered joyfully. ''Twelve inactive Droidekas. Seems like the deployment rack was fucked, so they didn't activate. My RG's are doing some Robo-voodoo to get them on our side.'' Looking over at the door down the hall. ''Any movement?''
93 stalled for a second before he answered. ''Eh, Right. Yeah. There's definitely fighting on the other side, and I think someone is trying to breach the door.''
"I see. Let me take a look." Coda walked up to the door, putting his hand on it and closed his eyes.
Using the force, he started to sense what laid on the other side. Droid trying to open the door... 40? No, 60 plus, they're holding some sort of stairs or ramp? We'll open up into their side. Perfect. As he opened his eyes he glanced over his shoulder. ''Anyone have any explosives?''
The clones just shook their head as one of them spoke up. ''We finished them hours ago.''
Nodding, he stepped back from the door. ''Someone go get an ETA from the RG's.''
All four of the clones moved towards the side room as Coda just shook his head. Turning to look at 93. ''You're not going to go with them?''
''Should I?" He just asked back with mock hurt in his voice.
Shrugging he just chuckled at 93. ''Whatever, no skin of my scrotum.'' He said, causing 93 to start laughing as well.
When the others returned around the corner they saw the two of them giggling like idiots. Completely ignoring the situation one of the RG's spoke up. ''My Lord, we've finished. They're coming online as we speak, we can continue our assault.''
Soon after he spoke up they could hear the distinct sound of rolling destroyers as the came around the corner, lining up behind them. ''Excellent. Everyone ready?''
Seeing them all nod he nodded himself and turned his attention to the door. ''Let the rollers go first, use them as mobile cover once they deploy.''
Coda started focusing the force on the door as it started to vibrate. Soon after it started to give off steam as they could see parts of it start to warp.
On the other side, a B1 droid was trying to use the door pad to get it opened. For some reason, it was locked out of the system. Soon his systems picked up an increase in temperature as well as a grating sound as the door was vibrating heavily. Looking up he saw that the metal making up the door was starting to drip.
"Oh-Oh" Was the last thing it ever said as the door exploded into their room causing molten metal to spray into the room. Junking many of the droids inside the room and causing the Geonsians that weren't instantly killed to give out shrill screams as it ate away at them.
Before they could mount a proper response to the situation, Droidekas rolled in and deployed. Opening fire on them as the RG's and Clones followed and started picking off targets.
93 stood with Coda that was still in the corridor. He noticed that Coda was panting rather hard. ''You alright there?''
''Yeah. I just need some rest once this is over.'' Seeing 93 tilt his head slightly he continued. ''I did something stupid before I came here. I guess I'm still paying for it, I can use drain as a stop-gap measure for now. We need to keep moving.'' He explained, ruefully shaking his head.
The fight on this floor didn't last very long. Caught off guard, they were easily defeated as the forces pushing up the stairs joined up with them.
As 93 checked on his men. An RG unit from the same group came up to report. ''My Lord, we have locked down most of the doors in this facility. Almost all information has been downloaded and stored as well, the command room seems to be at the top.''
''Excellent work. How many of you survived? Clones as well.'' Coda inquired.
''Despite having encountered multiple ambushes as we made our way here, we have 72 units left if we count your group as well. The clones are 41 in total.'' Seeing Coda nod he continued. ''Our biggest losses came when the Geonosians bombed a side of a chasm, resulting in two entire groups falling as the path came apart from under them.''
Coda's head tilted back a bit. ''Clever little critters. Any way of shutting off these droids somehow seeing as we have access to their systems?''
The RG shook his head. ''They aren't shackled to this system my lord. Apart from direct contact, it's a virtual impossibility for now.''
Taking one last look around the room, he just sighed. ''Then I guess we go up.''