Aug 11, 2020 2:08 am
Chaleydonia - Christophsis
Like thunder, rolling before a storm head, the air vibrated with the sounds of war. It felt as if the crystalline surface of the planet itself sung, echoing the sound of blaster fire and explosions. The Separatist fleet had come out of no where, blockading the planet and trapping Senator Bail Organa and his relief effort, and while his contingent of Clones were keeping the conquering droid army at bay, their supplies were dwindling and they were on the verge of being overrun.
Rumor was the Republic fleet was trying to punch through, and indeed if one were to look to the sky the telltale flashes were there, the flashes of a fighters engines as they turned, the flash of explosions and laser fire, shapes like tiny insects crawling across the sky. Nervously the troopers looked to the small warehouse where the Senator and what remained of command were gathered, the occasional blue reflection indicating at least communications were working.
Someone yelled, urging everyone to take cover as the easily identifiable zip of the Vulture droids powerful engines could be heard above the din, their laser fire strafing the ground, the droids continuing to test the Republic defenses. Despite the threat, the hard duracrete still smoldering, Commander Colt strode confidently through the pale smoke, his helmeted gaze taking in the troopers behind their cover, that even without being able to see the Commander's eyes appeared to be judging.
Colt cut an imposing figure, his personalized ARC Trooper armor somehow seeming clean and fresh despite wearing it in battle for the past number of days. Gruffly he ordered those that were within shouting distance to fall in, calling for attention as he briskly walked the ranks, casting them in what could only be considered in appraisal.
"You all will have to do," he stated, his gravely voice making it seem a statement of fact. "The Navy has been trying to drop supplies to us for the past few days. The Clankers' air superiority has made the task near impossible but one of our boys was able to get through ... and delivered our gift behind enemy lines.
His helmeted gaze swept across them, "And we're going after it ... so gear up."
@Aspiroth - you still need to 'purchase' your gear and add to your character sheet. I don't need an IC post for that but I would like to know what your character is carrying with him.
Welcome Aboard!
Like thunder, rolling before a storm head, the air vibrated with the sounds of war. It felt as if the crystalline surface of the planet itself sung, echoing the sound of blaster fire and explosions. The Separatist fleet had come out of no where, blockading the planet and trapping Senator Bail Organa and his relief effort, and while his contingent of Clones were keeping the conquering droid army at bay, their supplies were dwindling and they were on the verge of being overrun.
Rumor was the Republic fleet was trying to punch through, and indeed if one were to look to the sky the telltale flashes were there, the flashes of a fighters engines as they turned, the flash of explosions and laser fire, shapes like tiny insects crawling across the sky. Nervously the troopers looked to the small warehouse where the Senator and what remained of command were gathered, the occasional blue reflection indicating at least communications were working.
Someone yelled, urging everyone to take cover as the easily identifiable zip of the Vulture droids powerful engines could be heard above the din, their laser fire strafing the ground, the droids continuing to test the Republic defenses. Despite the threat, the hard duracrete still smoldering, Commander Colt strode confidently through the pale smoke, his helmeted gaze taking in the troopers behind their cover, that even without being able to see the Commander's eyes appeared to be judging.
Colt cut an imposing figure, his personalized ARC Trooper armor somehow seeming clean and fresh despite wearing it in battle for the past number of days. Gruffly he ordered those that were within shouting distance to fall in, calling for attention as he briskly walked the ranks, casting them in what could only be considered in appraisal.
"You all will have to do," he stated, his gravely voice making it seem a statement of fact. "The Navy has been trying to drop supplies to us for the past few days. The Clankers' air superiority has made the task near impossible but one of our boys was able to get through ... and delivered our gift behind enemy lines.
His helmeted gaze swept across them, "And we're going after it ... so gear up."
OOC:
@Aspiroth and Robobax - Arius and V will be joining Commander Colt on the mission. Describe their reactions and post any questions you may have (either IC for Colt or OOC for me).@Aspiroth - you still need to 'purchase' your gear and add to your character sheet. I don't need an IC post for that but I would like to know what your character is carrying with him.
Welcome Aboard!