Darien glances at Falmok, [ Atiniir, Vod!] He turns on the droid who shot Vhal and fires several blasts, sending bolts straight through the droid's head. [Shab'la beskar'ad!]

He then turns as the other droid braces and launches a single orb from the tube on its back. Inside his helmet, his eyes widen in shock as he realizes what the droid has just done. As the grenade traces an arc through the air towards his feet, he yells PAR VODE! And jumps on the grenade, smothering the detonation. The blast knocks him back, where he slams into the crate, collapsing to the ground.

The panic setting in from the grenade was enough for Maya to forsake her hiding spot. She couldn’t believe that one of her rescuers had thrown himself on the grenade, but it had prevented them all from being blown to smithereens.

Taking a deep breath and steadying her arm, she spun over the top of her cover, quickly lining up her shot before blasting the droid into the head. The laser burn sent metal flying as the shot landed, leaving the droids head damaged and sparking, yet she cursed as it seemed unphased by the damage it had sustained. It turned to look at her and the source of the fire, head crackling as it did so, and she quickly stuck her head back down, away from the sparking menace.

Falmok uses another stimpack then opens fire on the remaining droid, hitting the damaged area that Maya caused, but seemed to hit a vital component, dropping the droid.

Falmok reaches for his medical kit and staggers towards Darien, Vod! Hang on! Maya, help me with this. He calls out, holding up the kit.

When he reaches Darien he checks over him, looking for any sign of serious injury.

At first glance, it wasn't looking good, armor was cracked in several locations and the fabric sections were battered and threadbare, slowly being discolored with red.

nonononono..ok ok... udesii vhal'ika, you got this.. Falmok murmured to himself. Taking a breath, he began pointing to items in the kit to Maya, explaining how to use them and continued to assess his vod's condition. [Kar'ika, we need a medivac, Dar has taken serious injuries.. Falmok looked towards the skylight. Would you be able to hover over the warehouse so I can carry him in?]

Maya quickly heads over as the droid is downed, joining up with Falmok as she kneels beside Darien. The cracks in his armor were immediately apparent which surprised Maya, but at least the armor had done its job. “ He’d be a stain if not for the Beskar, ” Maya states, beginning to examine his wounds as she pulled out her own medical kit to assist.

“ Falmok, grab his head here and here. I need to see his head. ” With the Mandalorians hands in place, she carefully removed his helmet, keeping an eye to make sure she didn’t twist his neck. Once his face was open to the air, she checked around his head. “ No signs of CSF around the nose or ears... eyes reactive. ” She carefully felt behind his neck, running her hands along the curve. “ No vertebral damage of the C-Spine that I can feel. ”

With that out of the way she knew she was probably safe to move him around, and began examining his chest under the armor. “ Few lacerations, most of the damage is probably internal from the shockwaves .” She pulled some gauze out of her Merlot to wrap around his chest, covering most of the damage, wrapped tightly to prevent further bleeding as possible.

” Best we can do externally, for now at least. ” For good measure, she stabbed him in the chest with a few stimpaks. It wouldn’t fix the problem, but it would keep him alive.

Falmok looked around, trying to find something they could use as a stretcher... Across the warehouse he could see a couple of load lifters and a stack of pallets.

Maya, Falmok said pointing towards the stack, Help me with one of those pallets. We'll use that as a stretcher and use a load lifter to get him to Solus. Are you able to check that freight door? We'll use that..

Maya nodded, heading over to the pallet and helping Falmok empty it and move it over to Darien, stealing glances around the warehouse. “ I should be able to get it open easily enough. ” The load lifter wasn’t too dissimilar from the one at Vaerk’s place, though she’d never been the most skilled with them. “ We can use the rope I have to secure him to the pallet, then I’ll see about the door controls if you can maneuver the lift loader over here. ”

Falmok nodded and headed back to the loadlifter. He pulled himself into the seat and looked over the controls..

Forward, reverse..lift, lower.. tilt..ok.. he turned on the machine and slowly maneuvered it to the pallet and secured it with the mag-clamps.

As Falmok got the lift loader into position, Maya tracked down the control panel fort the door. It wasn't too difficult in the warehouse, and she quickly traced the cables running from the freight door to the control panel. It opened slowly with a groan, and Maya got on the comms once it nearly open. " Kara, freight door is open if you can hover over. "

Copy... Kara replied. Solus already on repulsors and making it's way across the tarmac at a fast walking pace.

Once they secured Darien to the pallet, Falmok drove the lift to the waiting cargo lift of Solus with Kara standing guard, ready to help.

Cade stood in front of the Barracks and Communications buildings, tapping his beskad against his thigh plate as he waited for a mysterious Mando'ad in red armor..

ting...ting..ting...

His eyes going over the windows of the buildings, looking for signs of activity; lights, movement.. anything to give him an idea of how many combatants he might have to deal with...

ting...ting...ting...

He also absently listened to the commlink, just to make sure he didn't get so focused on this part of the battle that he lost sight of the overall battlefield awareness.

ting...ting...ting...

He caught brief glimpses of faces or other movement in a couple of windows.. he slowly turned his visor to each in turn, pausing over each in turn.. many ducked in apparent fear at the scrutiny.

ting...ting...ting...

With any luck, this part might go a long way in putting fear into the minds of those in front of him, and they might surrender before too many died..

ting...ting...ting...

"Oya Ner vod, gar Cade?" Ge'tal says, coming up beside him, drawing her blade. "Tion tsikala at oya'karir?"

Cade nodded. < That's me, you must be G'tal..> He turned his head slightly towards her, still tapping his saber against his armor. <I'm always ready for a fight. We think the comms building has the fewest personnel inside, I suggest we take it out first, to limit them from calling for help or erasing intel that we would like to get..then we can deal with the Barracks.>

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Cade nodded. < That's me, you must be G'tal..> He turned his head slightly towards her, still tapping his saber against his armor. <I'm always ready for a fight. We think the comms building has the fewest personnel inside, I suggest we take it out first, to limit them from calling for help or erasing intel that we would like to get..then we can deal with the Barracks.>

"The Fewest ?" , Ge'tal whines. "Where's the fun, or glory, in that? Sure, tactically, it makes sense to take out the communications, but not because it has the fewest enemies." Ge'tal storms off towards the comms building. "You coming?"

Cade shrugs as they walk the short distance... Why tire yourself early... he started to ask as he tries the door... surprised that it isn't locked. What the... why is this open, after all that noise?

They look inside to find three beings passed out drunk.. Cade's shoulders sag visibly.. Are you kriffin kidding me?! This is pathetic, let's tie these di'kut up and search them and the rest of the building. He tells G'tal, Then we'll go have your bloodbath.

2 minutes ago, RuusMarev said:

Cade shrugs as they walk the short distance... Why tire yourself early... he started to ask as he tries the door... surprised that it isn't locked. What the... why is this open, after all that noise?

They look inside to find three beings passed out drunk.. Cade's shoulders sag visibly.. Are you kriffin kidding me?! This is pathetic, let's tie these di'kut up and search them and the rest of the building. He tells G'tal, Then we'll go have your bloodbath.

"Now you're talking," Ge'tal replies. "There's no glory in such easy targets." After they finish tying up the thugs, Ge'tal pockets the credits and Sabacc deck. "Now, how to get into the barracks..."

Ga'tal dashes over to the hangar and finds a couple of speeder bikes. Grinning devilishly, she hops onb one and starts it up. Puling out of the hangar she steers the bike to directly in front of the door, aims it at the door, and gets off. putting it in neutral, she locks the throttle on, then puts it in drive, sending it careening into the door smashing it open.

Cade watches the bike careen into the door... Knock, knock... he mutters, as the bike smashes through.

"Oya!!!!" , Ge'tal hollars, drawing her blade once again and charging into the fray.

You hear a scream from inside as the speeder bike impales one of the building's occupants, and then two Aqualish come charging out of the building, each with a length of pipe. From the inside you hear someone shout, Just you wait! The brothers'll get 'em! On of them trips over the body of the goon Cade killed earlier, but the other one swings his pipe towards Ge'tal, who deftly deflects it away. A blaster bolt rips out of the darkness and flashes by Ge'tal's head, as four more come charging out. One of them turns and breaks for the back entrance, but the other three charge for Cade and attempt to wrestle him to the ground. As he fights them off, the others rush out the door at a shout from their leader and run towards the other buildings.

Cade scoffs at the feeble attempts of the chakaare attacks.

You di'kute , Cade roared, This is the night you all die!

He swings his beskad into the first, nearly decapitating him as he follows through with a downward swing into the shoulder and neck of the second. Pulling the blade free, he turns and jabs into the side of the third.

He looks toward what looks like their leader. You can't out run death, coward!

Ge'tal slashes her target with her beskad, decapitating him cleanly, and prepares to take on his buddy. "Neeeeeeext Victim!!!" she crows.

The Aqualish stands up and yells something in his native language before swinging at Ge'tal again, but once more the red Mandalorian catches the blow on his sword and deflects it away. The man attacking Cade grabs his side as he turns and runs away towards the building, following the others who have just reached it and entered.