Star Wars The Old Republic

"We deploy our Ground Forces for Battle. The Stronghold where The Jedi Hide is protected by a Energy shield against our Orbital Strikes and Vehicles."

 

‘Alright, we will take them out hand-to-hand then. I will join the ground assault shortly. Don’t disappoint me, Saxon,’ Mysa said and ended the transmission. ‘Right, now for the other one. Call the Subjugator, pilot.’
Commander Arkad Leto appeared on Mysa’s screen, ‘Lord Mysa. Commander Leto at your service. We were expecting you, it is an honour to finally meet the Emperor’s right hand.’ He bowed, ‘We will assault the Mandalorian stronghold soon, I assume you will join in to hunt the Jedi?’
Mysa nodded, ‘Yes, that is the plan, Commander. I have prisoners with me from another mission, maybe you’d have a space for them?’
‘Our brig is empty at the moment, Lord Mysa, plenty of space,’ Arkad informed the Sith Lord.
‘Good, I’ll dock with your ship then to transfer them before the attack—and to meet in person,’ Mysa smiled at Arkad and ended the transmission. She looked to the pilot, ‘Dock with the Subjugator, pilot. Our guests will be better kept there.’

 

"Yes Lady Mysa, commencing Docking Procedure."

Mysas Personal Shuttle approaches The Massive Subjugator and docks onto one of its Airlocks.

 

Raphael rushes trough The Streets and arrives at The Spaceport where many People of all Races gathered.

 

finding the spaceport occupied Raphael calmly walks to the ticket table and begins asking for some cargo transport paperwork,all the meanwhile looking at flights trying to find two inconspicous ship names

 

Raphael sees Countless registered Ships on The Many Terminals on The Walls.

The Man on The Ticket Counter signs some Papers as he looks up at him.

"You Transport Cargo hm? Can I see it?"

 

‘Erd, you have command of the bridge while I go to greet the Sith Lord,’ Arkad nodded to his second-in-command and left her on the bridge. The Commander gathered a small detachment of troops to welcome Darth Mysa and headed to the hangar where her shuttle docked. Leto waited for the Sith to emerge, ‘Look sharp, men. First impressions are always the most important.’
Mysa left the cockpit and turned to Goth, ‘Bring the prisoners, they are going to stay on the Subjugator for now.’ The dark lord of the Sith left the ship and entered the capital ship. A small detachment of troops and the Commander of the ship were waiting for Mysa in the hangar. Mysa strutted towards the waiting Imperials, her big breasts threatening to escape her flimsy robes with every step, ‘Commander, it’s better to meet in person, isn’t it?’
Arkad tried his best not to look down at her ridiculous attire, ‘Welcome to the Subjugator, Lord Mysa. I would extend further pleasantries but we are in the middle of preparations for the invasion, I am afraid.’
Mysa pouted, ‘A pity, I’d have liked to have a drink or two before starting but it will have to wait.’ The Sith turned to her entourage, ‘Now, these are the prisoners I talked about. My adjudant Goth here will stay with them until I return.’
‘Very well, we will support Lieutenant Goth where we can,’ Arkad nodded. Despite his best efforts the Commander could not resist to look down anyway, but tried to deflect, ‘Your attire ... is rather unsuited for the conditions on Mandalore. Would you like us to provide some cold-weather clothing?’
Mysa giggled with a glint in her eye, ‘You did so well keeping your eyes on my face up to now, Commander. Your concern is adorable, a winter jacket would suffice. Thank you.’
Arkad felt uneasy in the presence of this woman who could end him with such ease, he gulped, ‘I meant no offense, my Lord.’ He signalled one of the troops to fetch a winter coat for the Dark Lord. He brought it to her quickly.
‘No offense taken, Commander. Why do you think I wear this dress? It’s to see officers like you squirm, not knowing whether I want them to look or will bite their head off if they do,’ Mysa laughed and then took the coat, slipped it on and smiled, ‘Right, the distractions are concealed, let’s get to the mission. I will hunt down and kill the two Jedi—and any Mandalorian who dares get in my way. You and your men will assist Saxon in taking down the rest of them.’
Arkad stood at attention, ‘We will not disappoint you, Lord Mysa.’
‘My, so formal and ... stiff,’ Mysa smirked and giggled, ‘Relax a little, Commander. I will see you down on the surface, yes?’ She smiled and returned to her shuttle again. Mysa walked to her pilot, ‘Package delivered. Get us to Saxon’s landing zone.’
Arkad let out a relieved breath, the Sith Lord was dangerously playful, he’d have to watch himself around her, lest he fall into some trap she set to trip him up.

 

"Sure you can see the containers behind me..but i cant let you look at it as its my payment for the ride" Raphael waves his hand behind him as he picks two ships out from the roster "anyways so tell me..is The Fang any good or should i go with this one here" he points to a ship on the board named the Toad

 

Goth takes The Prisoners to Arkads Guards who Secure them quickly.

"Quiet a Girl isnt she Commander?" He says to Arkad

 

‘Darth Mysa certainly has her ... charms, but she is dangerous, Lieutenant. You would do well not to think with your dick around her,’ Arkad told the young officer.

 

"Ohh Shes totaly into me, thats The Funny thing Commander.....Anyway lock those Prisoners up safely."

 

‘You are young, I suppose it is necessary for you to learn the hard way to stay away from crazy women,’ Arkad chuckled. The Commnader’s eyes narrowed at Goth, ‘Do not presume to order me around just because you are Mysa’s lapdog, Lieutenant. I seem to recall the Sith Lord saying that you will stay with them.’ He turned to one of the troopers, ‘Bring the prisoners and Lieutenant Goth here to the brig, Sergeant.’

 

Goth growls

"Watch Your Tone Commander. Maybe one Day I will outrank You." He follows The Troopers after giving Arkad a glare.

 

Arkad ignored Goth’s empty threats and headed to the bridge again. ‘Lieutenant, I hope everything is in order.’ He smiled at Juliet. ‘Order all troops to deploy at once.’

 

Juliet nods

"They are already on their Way Sir aswell as Saxon. They Land in The Mountains."

 

‘I should not let them wait for me then, Lieutenant,’ Arkad nodded back to Juliet, ‘I leave the ship in your capable hands while I am gone.’

 

Juliet salutes.

"Take care down There Sir. And come back" she smiles

 

Arkad smiled at Juliet, having grown quite fond of the young officer. He turned and looked back at Juliet, ‘Walk with me a moment, Lieutenant.’ He left the bridge and walked down the empty corridors with Juliet. He smiled at her, ‘I am glad you are concerned for my well-being, but with the Mandalorians fully backing our fugitives as it seems, there is a distinct possibilty that I will not return from this mission.’

 

"Dont say such things. Youre Coordinating The Troops. Dont play a Hero and everything will turn out ok. I know this will succeed"

 

Arkad turned to Juliet, ‘I like your optimism.’ The Commander walked into the armory and grabbed some winter gear before continuing on towards the hangar where his shuttle was waiting. He looked around to see that no one was looking and took Juliet in his arms. Arkad kissed her and smiled, ‘For luck.’