Girls, Guns and a Whole Lot of Credits. (Open RP)

Commander Raame, determined to see this "mission" through to the end, and due to the fact that he still wanted to make sure that blasted recruit, Novar, would stay in her place, made his way through the GTC headquarters elevators down to Hanger Bay X-73. This time, he was fully clad in his newly commissioned Myrmidon-class Heavy Shock Trooper armour, designed for hard-hitting fast assault combat. He hadn't worn it into a combat situation before, and now was time he tried it out. Accompanying his new armour, Raame was strapped up with multiple frag and flash grenades and his trusty DS-100 Reaver high powered .50 pistol. To finish off his armament, Raame carried, as his primary weapon, his well-used, yet still highly dependable XM8 Heavy Automatic Rifle, a variant of the XM8 Assault Rifle which boasted a larger 20 inch barrel, integral folding bi-pod, and a trusty 100-round drum magazine. Usually the Commander only wielded the Baseline variant, but he was in the mood for some heavier firepower, and seeing as most of his comrades in this mission were Smugglers, they'd be needing a bit more than little pistols. An XM8 Compact Carbine was also hooked onto a strap, slung over his back, in case he had to quickly switch to a more rapid-firing close quarter weapon. Satisfied that he was amply equipped for the mission, Raame walked through the giant durasteel hanger bay doors and into the large dock.

The Commander's eyes were immediately drawn to two individuals, instantly recognising both to be that troublesome recruit, and the GTC's field "doctor", Nuscian Mandrayk. Raame silently chuckled to himself. Doctor was a very, very broad term for Mr. Mandrayk. Raame had seen that first hand. XM8 Heavy Automatic Rifle wielded tightly in both hands, the Commander moved up towards the two, sending a very brief nod towards the Doc, then turning his gaze over to Nover, glaring at her. He didn't deign to speak to either of them. There was nothing to say.

Jax Nova made his way over to the small ship where he had seen recruit Novar moving crates. He was wearing light armor, covered by more casual-wear clothing. He still had his trusty twin blasters. He entered the ship and found Lisara, along with "The Doctor" and Commander Raame himself. Saluting the Commander, he then nodded to Nuscian, before turning to Lisara. "Well I'm here. I hope we get to see some decent action this time around. And there better be a whole bunch of credits in the end for all of us" said Jax, as he folded his arms.

The Doctor set about his work quickly assessing the blaster wound upon Lisara shoulder. He bowed his head slightly in appreciation of Lisara’s thanks. Exposing the wound, he found it to be a relatively clean shot, the wound cauterised, the flesh upon the shot and round it a fiery red. He noted the Commanders entrance with interest though he was not surprised the commander was man who saw thing through to the end, he noded is head is respects as he started to work. He knelt down and opened his satchel taking out a small parcel like object opening it revealed to conation four large square patches about the length and width of a average human males palm. He peeled of a sheet from the back exposing a adhesive surface. It was a somewhat simple design but an effective one upon a small square area upon the adhesive side was a blue tinted panel that was partly saturated in Bacta for slow release upon the effected area. After running a small scan using a small device he had in his pocket, he then took out an applicator/spray from his satchel.

“This may hurt”

He then applies a minor lotion to quell swelling, lessen irritation as well as sterilise the effect area. He then placed the adhesive side to the wound the blue panel over the blaster shot. He then accessed his work and then step back allowing Lisara to cover up the effected area again.

“Their that is a simple band-aid with a Bacta solution, the wound should heal fully in 2 to 3 days till then do not remove the aid obviously. It is made of a rather...stubborn….material and so if resistant to tearing, general movement and also water if such a factor should arise.”

He turned his said to see Jax enter the room he had sent him on occasion but they had yet to speak at length. He step aside as he spoke so he could talk to Lisara. He placed the items back in the satchel and removed a small circler tin. He would give it to Lisara when she was free.

As Lisara turned Mandrayk step aside and approached the workbench offering her the small circular tin. If opened the mixture resembles a lotion forthe skin, pale white with a hint of blue hue to it showing the pressence of bacta.

“This is a minor solution again Bacta based. Mixed with various other agents to increase the regeneration rate of the bruised tissue up. In short this should reduce any swelling and quickly remove any trace of bruising. Unless there is any other pressing matter you require my assistance for other matter I will take my leave and leave you to organise your venture”

Yana have been watching Lisara all the time well hidden away of any attention. She is use to the air and sound of any hangar bay since she has been a very small girl. It felt like home.
The orders of the Commander haven’t changed. Keep you trigger ready, watch Novar. She could have easily given the task to another of her colleagues, but this girl intrigued her in some way.
Leaned up against the wall behind one of the larger loading ship with her stealth generator turned on she was very much undisturbed watching from afar. She adjusted her goggles zooming mechanism watching her running up and down the ramp then disappeared finally into the ship. Not long after she seemed to see a moving shadow. Her eyes flickered and peered again, but it was gone. Then came the Commander followed not long after Jax. She decided that its time to get over there and switched of her stealth generator.

Yana had a bit time to get her battlearmor, but no time to change into it. She was no fighter, but the armor have come in handy on several missions before and after she have joined the GTC.

With a case in her hand a small backpack hanging over her shoulder she walked up the ramp and meet with a nod at her colleagues

Well well, look likes I am not late, good. Anywhere I can change on this ship of yours?

What the? That man....she haven't seen him walk on the ship. How can that happen...unless he have used a stealth generator. Her mind was racing to come up with any answers, but as body didn’t show what she was thinking, not even her eyes. She have heard a saying once from a human “The eyes are the way to soul”, or something like that.

Miles walked up to the ship he was dressed in one of his white suits carrying a duffel bag and a long square case. Sitting them down he nodded to the others turning to lisara he spoke. Mind if i join you on your little adventure maam?

Rasper walked into the ship decked out in his heavy combat gear as well as his main weapon a Military modified heavy repeater holstered on his back. He had two large combat vibro daggers, one on each side of him. He had his helmet clipped to his belt as he walked past Lisara and Nuscian only giving Nuscian a slight nod. He then made his way upstairs to the cargo hold until he was needed.

Mandrayk places the small circular tin on the workbench. Things were in motion and he had played his part. Though the little incident had indeed intrigued things were now in the hands of fellow his employees he would follow what information of the incident with further interest he had a matter to attend to.

“In miss Novar” *He take a step back and bows respectively * “Alas I have matters to attend though I wish you all the best in your…venture”

He turns to leave gathering his items together and sliding the satchel of his shoulder. He notes with interest the lack of acknowledgment towards Lisara. It seems she had much to prove to both the commander and Rasper. A slight hint of amusement panged in his mind, not showing upon his face. This would prove very interesting indeed. Without turning he notes the entrance Yana Benora. She was another figure of interest; they had yet to meet in any warranted social or ‘business’ situation, as of yet. He turned and noded in responce to Rasper and Miles, in simple greeting and respect, as made his way to the door. As he brush's past Yana he smiles slightly and gives a light nod of the head in a show of greeting

“Miss Benora”

His eye’s met with hers for a second. His eye’s, which some believed to be windows of the soul, are perfectly featureless pools of pale white.

I walked through the hanger bay with determined steps towards a certain ship were I had seen the young miss Novar moveing crates around and seen sevirel of my fellow GTC members enter her ship.
as I walked up to the ship I said nothing, just sending a few nods around before moveing direcktly into the ship heading for the crew lounge were I took a seat and waited for the ship to take off.

As Grim finally entered the ship, Raame knew that it was almost time for green light to Mission Start. Lifting the heavy Automatic Rifle upwards in one arm, a feat that was made easy thanks to his armour strength augmentations, the Commander reached into his utility belt and retrieved one of the 100-round drum magazines located there. He held it gingerly for a moment, savouring the weight of the clip; Raame preferred slugs and bullets over plasma and laser by far. It helped him hold onto that humanity, and to always make sure that mankind came before any other race. Plus, it made more blood. He slammed the clip into the stock of his Automatic Rifle, then gave the magazine an extra thump to make sure that it was locked and secure. Placing an armoured gauntlet onto the side of the rifle, Raame pulled the large bolt back, and let it slam back into place. It illicit a loud click, which signalled that the weapon was ready for combat. The Commander flicked the safety off and looked up, landing his gaze on Novar.

"We're all here, Recruit. Now, why don't you tell us about your mission "plan"."

Miles stared at the projection as Lisara was talking. Moving around it when she finished Miles tapped a few buttons bringing up different readings one for the weather. Blinking rapidly Miles adjusted the image on the projector so it showed a area out side the base a little over a quarter mile from the base. Poking his finger at the back side of a hill Miles looked to Lisara. Miss Novar if you follow the little valley here you can get me low enough to do a fast rope descent from which i will make my way to the top of the rise here which will give me the elevation and angles needed to take out sentrys on two sides of the base and anyone on the tops of the walls." Miles looked around the small room feeling some of the others looking at him. "What Im a business man yes but surely you all know theres more than one type of business Grinning Miles picks up the long square case he had brought with him on board. What did you think i had in here a filing cabinets worth of documents? Perhaps it was a fancy suit toting case in case i mussed this one? Laying his hand on a recessed panel a blue light coming from under it the case scanned Miles bio signature and with a hiss of vaccume Miles flipped it open revealing a state of the art sniper rifle and asseceroies. Runing his fingers of the various scopes and clips inside miles seemed to forget he was in a room full of people for a moment. Turning to look at Gar and Yana Miles seemed to bring his mind back to the subject at hand as he resealed the case.Ill be in postion before you all arrive when you get near your entry point send me a tight beam transmission and i will drop the guards there for you then work my way through what ever other targets i can find.

I continued to be dead silent and sitting still like a corpse. My breathing could hardly be.heard or seen. Even for my quiet behaviour I were still being noticed quite allot.
With lisaras last words about learning the map I simply walked up to the holo projector and plugged in my data-pad and wired the map.over to it so I would have it with me where I went and could upload.it to my goggles so I could see it front of me at all times.
I then sat down again just as quiet as I had been before but this time I send a curved grin at lisara

After listening to Ms Novar speak, Jax stepped forward and said "I'll stay with the ship, while I'm good with a blaster or two, I think in this mission my skills as a pilot will be of much more use. And it seems to me..." he said as he looked around the room from Gar, to Yana, and the Commander "..that there are members here much better equipped than I for this kind of work".
Jax then turned back to Lisara "Once you take out those AA guns, just give me the signal over the commlink and I'll have you all out of there in no time" he said with a small grin.

Raame had listened to Novar's plan without making any objections, remaining silent as she went through the mission details. The plan seemed like a whole one for the most part, yet like nearly all operation plans, there was always room for disaster. The Commander looked down at his loaded Automatic Rifle and snorted silently. I guess that's the reason why I carry this thing around, he thought. Well that, and making sure these precious Smugglers came home in one piece... generally. There was just one final thing to clear up for him. Raame turned and moved over behind Karger, placing an armoured palm heavily onto the Trooper First Class's shoulder, and giving it a comradely tug, showing the first sign of affection towards anyone in the mission so far.

"And what about my Trooper here? If he is to play a role in your battle plan, and I assure you, he is, I would expect him to be right in the thick of it. His heavy repeater is going to do a lot more damage than any of your little blaster pistols. And if he is to work with anyone, then it is to be with me. We know each like the back of our hands. We can use each other better in combat than anyone else in the GTC. There's no one I'd rather have watching my back while we take those ships out."

Rasper had stayed back to listen to the plan and he expected to be left out of the plan by Novar anyways, not that it mattered he dident care what she thought a good plan and she liked her smugglers. Typho put his hand on Raspers shoulder and reminded Novar that there was in fact another trooper around.

Rasper spoke up for the first time, talking more to the Commander than to Nover

"Commander may I suggest that we go ahead a little early, We can draw their attention and make the deffenses a little leaner for our smugglers to creep around, We both know that the security there will have their hands full with us and besides with all the security focused on the troopers...."

Rasper glanced back at Lisara

"I think miss Novar is very capable of sneaking past a few gaurds and planting a charge on an AA gun......Or am I wrong?"

Yana quickly changed into her combat suit. A very tight black suit with a padded armour , but more then comfortable for her to move around in. She strapped her long boots on which shins was made out of durasteal that could pretty hard when she wanted too. Her two blaster where safely secured in their holsters. On her right arm she strapped a portable mini computer that worked very well as a datapad and communications. Everything is special made down to the the armour belt with stealth generator and was filled with powercells for her blasters and a mini tool set in a little pouch strapped safely on the side on the belt.
Before she went down for briefing she shoved her vibrodagger in its sheet in one of her boots.

Lisara had just begun briefing them about the mission in hand as she casually leaned up against the nearest wall listening to every little detail there was.
As Gár did she rigged her wrist datapad to the hologram and downloaded everything there was to know.
She studied the schematics of the base and smiled a devious smile

Hmm if these information where right I can be able to manipulate some power converters from a normal computer and have different hotspots explode in the faces of what ever they encountered. I just needs to plug my computer in and direct some program as distraction for me and Gár to reach the AA guns. Or in other words it can be possible if I can find the right code to have the whole base shut down. If it fails we can not reach the turrets, then plan B is to get to the Power Supply beneath the base. If we shut it down, they wont be able to shoot anyone down. Easy pickings.

Like Rasper Gár had been staying silent until now, when he raised his head and got ready to speak.

he cleared his thorat first and with a sore rough voice Gár spoke.
''if I and miss Benora can reach each AA turret then I should have a computer spike that can turn the turrets to our favour. that be that I can rig them so that they instead of shoot at us will be aimed at our enemy's and instead shoot down the base. this should both give us a nice distraction and time to get a clean get away.the only problem with this is that I do need a little time to secure the spikes to each turret and I will be exposed during that so that would be where Miss Benora and Mr. Kenko could secure me.''

as I had finished speaking I leaned back into my seat

Raame flung his XM8 Automatic Rifle over his back, its sling sliding easily over his chest in a diagonal motion, ready to be unclipped and one hundred per cent able for combat in less than two seconds. He looked at each of the GTC members standing in the room, resting on Karger the longest, before switching his gaze back to the recruit. The Commander wondered if he'd be able to control himself during the mission, and not take up a certain opportunity, should it arise.

"Well then, we won't want to keep the crims waiting, will we? I'm in the mood to shoot something. Might as well head out now. If there's anything we need to talk about, we can do it on the way."

After the meeting Rasper just sat down on a large crate an waited till Lisara and the rest were ready to leave.

"Bah, an hour to get ready" Rasper though with disgust, He was always ready, from the moment he arrived to briefing of any any mission and sometimes before that he was ready to leave. But they had to further put off the mission and wait.

Rasper placed his repeater on his lap and crossed his arms then leaned back against the ship wall.

Yana took a quik glance around the room and couldnt help but laugh what Lisara said getting ready in an hour.
she finally stopped laughing and wiped one of the laughing tears away and agian glanced around her with a smirk on her face.

Jax followed Lisara to the bridge, to have a look at the controls. Looking over the command console, it had a different layout than his own Blue Raven, but he could identify individual switches and buttons.

The Commander's gaze followed Lisara as she left the cargo bay, his eyes constantly remaining on her back until she left the room. A slightly deeper frown than the one he normally wore on his face appeared, his mind deep in thought. Raame wondered why the recruit had wanted to pair up with him in the coming assault, when a man of his line of work would be far more useful fighting alongside his fellow Trooper, who had now taken up sitting still, probably either catching some rest before the mission, or preparing himself mentally.

A thought crossed his mind for a moment, and Raame quickly reached into a special compartment attached to his utility belt. He rarely ever went into this compartment, and it was only for special occasions that he would use whatever lay inside. He dipped hand inside the compartment for a couple of moments, and made sure that there was plenty of whatever lay inside. It wouldn't do for him to not have on ready for a mission. Hnh, he thought. Not 'til AFTER we complete the mission.

The Commander pulled his hand out of the utility belt compartment, made sure it was zipped up and secure, before making his way over to Karger, where he would probably remain for the duration of the prep time and flight time.

Miles watched the others heading off to various locations on the ship and decided he would go change. taking his gear to the cargo hold one of the few places no one was currently at Miles quickly changed into something more suited for combat. Miles had paid quite a lot to have this armor made it was light and thin but would stop blades and projectiles up to a certain caliber had some laser and blaster absorbption capabilities. One other addition to the outfit made it so very pricey as phrik wasnt easy to come by. Miles then began the timely process of hiding about his person a large array of both throwing daggers combat and heavy blades. Next he strapped on two well used blaster pistols three hold out blasters were also hid about his person. Next he strapped a odd looking device across his back with only a handle of some sort sowing out from the bottom.

Miles walked back into the common room of the ship and took out his rifle and began tuning it in and prepairing various ammo clips.


((heres a idea of what Miles combat clothes look like tho this isnt quite right its close.))



((and here is a pic of a rifle similar to his))

as most of the crew were either moving about in the ship or getting ready in their own way I decided to peak around a bit seeing that we had allot of time to kill and that I had been ready from when I stepped onto the ship.
I started to walk quietly around in the ship checking out the engine room and various other rooms. I knew that this was Lisara's ship but somehow it didn't come to my mind that I shouldn't be barging into every room. I had always been curious of nature.
never the less I went through a door down the hall way. as I entered the room I noticed Lisara standing with her back towards me holding a picture of her and another women. I quickly noticed similarities with both of the women on the picture and knew that it had to be her sister. it seemed that Lisara were far away in her own thoughts so I walked up behind her and cleared my throat so I wouldn't startle her.

''you are definitely the most pretty sister by far''

I send lisara a soft smile through the reflection on the glass of her picture.

my face turned to stone and showed no emotion as I began to speak.
''no just the usual you know. stalking the women on the ship''
a few moments passed before a slick grin started to spread across my face.
''am just wondering about and ended up here. is everything all right Miss Novar?''