Private Rise of the Jedi Slayer - Saleucami

[Blarg Spartan 999]

“EG-9.”

Photoreceptors flicked on. The Jedi Slayer droid straightened and stood from his recharging station. The lights reflected dully off his chassis, now fully repaired and cleaned after his sparring match with Winslow and Leandre. A faint whiff of carbon burn lingered around EG-9, but that was to be expected.

“Acknowledged.” The droid stood at attention, utterly still. A marvel of machinery and programming.

Calrenat Sillont smirked, hands partially clasped over his chest. “Confederacy leaders were most impressed with your duel. They've given you a mission—your very first!”

EG-9 stood taller, if that was even possible. “Excellent. What are the parameters?” Red photoreceptors regarded the muun scientist steadily. Emotionless. Pitiless. The perfect weapon.

“Apparently, the Republic is making a push on Saleucami. Something about Valekima or thereabouts, I couldn't be bothered to remember the trivia.” Sillont waved a dismissive hand. “But!” He raised a thin finger. “There are Jedi leading the charge. Rumor has it, one of them is a Council Member. I didn't bother retaining the specifics,” actually, they didn't bother to inform him about the details concerning his creation's first mission, “but this is nevertheless the perfect chance to prove yourself in the field!”

“I see.” EG-9's head cocked. Straightened. “That is a most exciting prospect! I look forward to slaying a Jedi Master. If I can kill a Councilor, I can surely kill any Jedi.”

“Precisely.” Sillont's lips curled into a full grin. “Come, you must prepare for your mission. Your ship is being prepped for departure...”



EG-9, “Jedi Slayer”
Somewhere over Saleucami
Ready to earn that title

The Rogue-class Porax-38 fighter shuddered as it exited hyperspace. EG-9 checked his sensors, which confirmed he had exited near Confederacy lines. A query pinged from the nearby cruisers. He replied with a code verifying his legitimacy, followed by another message alerting the relevant officer to his arrival.

Thus far, EG-9 had not been briefed regarding his mission, merely the vague outline and instructions to report in as soon as he arrived in-system. And so he waited. Whether they chose to brief him via coded message or hologram, he was eager to learn where the Confederacy leaders wanted him to go and who his target was. Being on the field at last delighted EG-9 to no end; thousands of hours of recordings from previous models and battle footage was all well and good, but it just wasn't the same. There was something more, something...visceral about being in a real fight. Ironic for a droid to feel that way, perhaps, but EG-9 could not deny what his processors told him.

Another ping came in short order: the briefing, at last.

EG-9 keyed up the message.

 

[Sharkk]

Officer Mehrale;

Addressed by a subordinate the Officer known as Mehrale would swiftly return to his station within the bridge of the Diamond-class cruiser whose crew he was a part of. Firstly, reporting to Captain Terrok he'd inform them of an update on their mission giving parameters, stating that their subject had arrived nearby and was pinging them. Returning then to his station Officer Mehrale would finally return the transmission, unaware that he was talking to an elite assassin droid that so few within the Separatist alliance even knew about.

" This is Officer Mehrale returning your request, code accepted! Those on board this vessel welcome you to Saleucami and hope that your mission can shift this unending battle in the Confederacy's favor finally! Now, the job itself is simple enough if you can call slaying a Jedi Master easy...."

Scooching in closer while hushing himself further, to ensure the secrecy of the subject's mission Officer Mehrale would then continue.

" Sir, you're being tasked with assassinating one Jedi Council Member Stass Allie....While also furthering the Saleucami efforts otherwise if possible. Beyond this confirmation of her presence planetside there are sightings of other Jedi as well. We can give any additional information if requested, that is if we have said information. We've also been ordered to give you any number of droid subordinates if you so desire, sir.

Is there anything I can help you with? "

 

[Blarg Spartan 999]

EG-9
Near the CIS fleet

Stass Allie, was it? EG-9 called up the profile in his memory banks. The image of a dark-skinned near-human woman wearing a Tholothain headdress came to him, followed by blurbs of relevant information. Apparently Allie was a noted diplomat and healer, and had participated in the war since the start. And she'd briefly fought General Grievous during his abduction of Chancellor Palpatine. Interesting.

There were only snippets of footage involving Stass Allie, at least once he filtered out the extremely similar-looking Adi Gallia. From what he could determine, Allie primarily exhibited elements of Soresu and Shien in her lightsaber combat. A defensive duelist, perhaps? That fit her focus on diplomacy and healing. She was skilled, to be certain, but did not seem terribly deadly. Relatively speaking. The many droid husks left in her wake spoke to her lethality.

EG-9 concluded his research by the time Officer Mehrale inquired if he needed any help. “Yes. Where is Allie now, or what is her last known location? What is the status of her personal division?”

 

[Sharkk]

Very much feeling as if he was within the presence of General Grievous himself, Officer Mehrale would hesitate when questioned by the...droid? Eyes widening Mehrale would proceed to quickly glance about the bridge, even taking a slight step back as he half-turned to further scan the large room. Heart rate rising the Officer would take a moment to gulp and loosen the collar around his neck, while the Confederacy was lenient on uniforms it was Mehrale who attempted to dress quite formerly for his duties.​

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" I'm afraid my superiors told me not to speak to openly...There's growing fears of plants and bugs, traitors even. But, do not fret sir...I have a datachip just for you! It will detail everything I've already told you as well as anything else you could need to know for your...for the task at hand! "​

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Attempting a grin, but coming out as a discomforted half-smile Mehrale would then visibly struggle and shiver in place while pulling out the datachip from inside the lining of his Officer's hat. Moving then to offer his hand in a "shake" Mehrale would aim to slip the small device to the droid in a silent exchange.​

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" Sir, the Captain doesn't even know the mission's briefing just that we're giving orders for a unique task....I think it's best if you keep your head on a swivel wherever you go from here on out..." ​

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Slipping his hat back on and running his gloved fingers over the brim of the hat's lip Mehrale would then nod to the droid before turning on his heel and heading over to a subordinate to bother.​

 

[Blarg Spartan 999]

EG-9
Near the CIS Fleet
Orders received, mission confirmed


Holograms were imprecise at the best of times, and there was only so much detail one could glean through them. However, when the subject depicted by said hologram had as overt of a reaction as Mehrale, it was trivial for a droid like EG-9 to notice. He wondered why. Perhaps the officer was simply afraid that one of these bugs or spies would pick up on their conversation. If that was the case, EG-9 would refrain from saying anything else that could compromise his mission.

“Acknowledged.” EG-9 tapped a key to upload the tightbeam transmission from Mehrale. “Transmission received. If I can assist in eliminating 'problems' without compromising my mission, I would be happy to do so.” Mehrale had likely never seen Grievous use air quotes, nor sound so disconcertingly gleeful at the idea of assassinating a traitor.

The call ended, EG-9 hooked the computer systems up to his processor. He found, opened, and ran decryption on the file. Eager to both learn the specifics and get on with killing a Jedi, EG-9 punched it and accelerated for Saleucami, and the battle raging below.

 

[Sharkk]

BOOM! Thud!

Another Republic soldier would crumple to the ground beside him as laser fire dug through their armor before punching a hole into their chest next. With the zapping heat of blaster firing stealing yet another life within the galaxy the Jedi named Altreal Noay whom had been born and raised on Nal Hutta had to remind himself of the hardships all had to face and how life was no true loss. A hybrid of Human and a Zeltron Altreal had surprisingly red skin and golden hair that was broken by pink highlights, capable of manipulating the emotions of those near him while also using the same on himself which even now proved useful. This was due to him being able to push aside any negative emotions or thoughts by pheromone control, rooting out any evil within himself before it could even begin to brew.

Swinging his dual-bladed green lightsaber then Altreal would protect himself as well as two other Republic soldiers from blaster fire, slapping aside the bolts of energy while his amber eyes sought out his next droid opponent. Letting out a calming breath Altreal would proceed to hurl his lightsaber across the way, cutting through a notable number of B1s, but also B2s along the way. Nodding at his achievement he'd proceed to use The Force to race across the battlefield, also using it to bring back his lightsaber with an invisible power. Snatching it out of the air as it swung back at him Altreal would hit the ground in a twirl that would cut down another number of B1 battle droids. All he had to do was hold out until Stass Allie could arrive with reinforcements, it was with her and the soldiers that they could win the day. He knew the war was dragging and the battles were becoming more and more about attrition, but deep down Altreal had faith in his Jedi Council Member, she wasn't his own Master, but she was a superior who had every ounce of his faith nonetheless.

 

[Blarg Spartan 999]

EG-9
Near Jedi Knight Altreal Noay
Slaying Time


Altreal Noay… Saberstaff-wielder, proficient with empathic support of nearby soldiers. His soldiers were holding a choke point in the city outskirts, but were entirely outnumbered by the besieging Separatists. Stass Allie was en route with reinforcements. Which would make this the perfect opportunity to A) Kill a real-life Jedi for the first time, and B) Set an ambush for Allie. Thus, time was of the essence. Granted, Allie was still some distance away and had been intercepted by a throwaway platoon of droids. They would only slow her down somewhat, though.

“In position. Awaiting your mark.” That was Squad Aurek.

“Jamming array ready to activate.” That was Squad Besh.

EG-9 really appreciated the efficiency of commando droids. They were a cut above their B-series cousins. He would have preferred IG-100’s, but they weren’t readily available on Saleucami.

At any rate, EG-9 waited for a barrage of droid fire before he darted through the open and into cover, camo-mesh poncho rippling as it tried to keep up with his speed. Here, crouched behind a piece of rubble-turned-barricade, he was in one of the Republic’s blindspot, right beneath a makeshift bunker. They had a mounted gun inside (and the ammo reserves to back it up), which would make the ensuing explosion fantastic.

“Squad Besh: mark, 10 seconds. Squad Aurek, go.” EG-9 double-checked the duo of grenades to make sure they were on a three-second timer, right as a rocket screamed through the air and into the defenders’ rear ranks.

That was his cue.

Metallic talons swung out, allowing EG-9 to skitter up the rubble like a spider. He paused right beneath the window slid, clinging on with his feet, then drew, primed, and tossed the grenades into the bunker. With that, he hopped back and dropped four meters to the ground.

Shouts of alarm echoed within. “GRENA-!” BOOM!

About half of the bunker’s ceiling erupted, showering the area with debris. EG-9 batted away the worst of it, and once it was clear, he leaped and clambered up to the top again. Smoke and dust plumed from the mostly-collapsed bunker, which made for some nice optical cover. Anticipation surged through his processers as EG-9 strode through the smoke. A flex of his hands sent both lightsabers into his grasp, though he refrained from activating them yet.

Blaster fire intensified beyond the smoke, as did the Republic’s shouts and callouts. The B1 and B2’s were pressing the advantage, and Squad Aurek was hitting them hard from the opposite side. All the better to draw their attention away from EG-9 himself.

“Communications jamming array engaged.” Right on the dot. Excellent. Now the Knight couldn’t warn Allie about the danger…

EG-9’s red photoreceptors cut through the smoke cloud a moment before he exited it. Thermals let him easily pick out Noay, what with the distinctive heat of a lightsaber. EG-9 crouched, braced, and sprang out of the smoke, lightsabers snapping to life as he descended upon the Jedi with a powerful double-slash.

 

[Sharkk]

Having begun to heavily dip into using his Telekinetic ability so that he might be able to perform Saberthrow time and time again the Jedi would only recall his blade when defense was absolutely necessary. That was until he instinctively called his weapon back to him when his earpiece began to ring out with cries and calls for aide at a nearby bunker. Wondering if that had indeed been the location of the nearby explosions he had heard earlier the Jedi would begin to turn on his heel when he felt The Force calling to him...warning him...But of what? Finishing his rotation and almost naturally bringing his lightsaber up Altreal would just in time, or rather barely so, be able to defend himself as both of his Saberstaff's dual blades collided with the enemy's...a...droid? A cyborg?

Furrowing his brow and attempting to push back against his newfound opponent's own strength during their saberlock the Jedi would find that his Hybrid-species strength was still overwhelmed by the metal-one's own. " From smoke and ash; Nothing ever good has come from.

Back to the brimstone and fire; You deserve to burn for your sins. "

At that point though Altreal would attempt to bash his extended lightsaber hilt into his opponent's face before then performing a Force aided backflip to put some distance between the two of them if only momentarily. Landing twenty feet or so away the Jedi would immediately proceed to cock his right arm back while calling upon The Force once more so that he could use Saberthrow yet again. Hurling the lightsaber like the maddening projectile it was Altreal would focus on guiding it and extending it's reach via his throw and The Force.