[color=orange][b][right]Teth // Baxel Sector // Separatist Space[/right][/b][/color]
[right][sup][sup]Interacting with Talik [@Queen Arya][/sup][/sup][/right]

Vorkro swore as fire continued to rain past him, he peered around his cover, watching as the fire continued to rain against the facility's shields from his two cruisers. At the center of the compound, there was a tall spire, that looked reminiscent of a command spire. It explained a lot, whichever Separatist scientist ran this facility obviously had access to some top-level equipment. He grumbled to himself. Last time he took a job from a Mandalorian with very little intel. [color=orange]"Mohira!?"[/color] He shouted over the din and the fire. He flinched slightly as there was a [i]thunk[/i] which turned out to be nothing more than her landing beside him.

"Vorkro."

[color=orange]"What exactly did you say was in this lab?"[/color]

"I didn't." Vorkro swung out behind cover and fired a couple of shot at approaching droids.

[color=orange]"Do you feel like sharing now?"[/color]

"Not really." He groaned and rolled his eyes, tapping his wrist comm before leveling his rifle, firing it as best he could with one arm.

[color=orange]"I want continuous fire on those shields. They can't hold indefinitely. We need to take out that artillery before we can move any closer."[/color]

Before he could reposition himself his comm flashed at an incoming message from his XO.

[color=6ecff6][i]"Captain. Ships are friendly, patching through now."[/i][/color] Vorkro looked at Mohira with a raised eyebrow, she merely shrugged before she once more charged head-first into the fray. Literally, when she headbutted a nearby B1 Battle droid.

[color=#B30000]"Captain Olkzar, this is Talik Gida of the Firith Tar'don. Heard you could use a hand down there, so be advised of friendlies inbound. Where do you want us?"[/color]

[color=Orange]"You're a bit lost Miss Gida-"[/color] an explosion rocked in the background. [color=orange]"-Ryloth is a few sectors away. Though I won't say no to the help-"[/color] Vorkro grunted from exertion as he twisted his staff around as he heard a Battledroid approaching him round the tree. Even with the shield under constant fire these droids still seemed to be popping up as if from out of the ground. He dropped both his arms as he ducked below a clumsy lunge from another droid, swinging upwards in a left-right motion he brought the active end of the staff against a droids chest. Pushing it off its feet into a nearby clump. Ducking under another he let loose a neat cluster of blaster shots into its chest. 

He could have sworn when he saw a group of droids approaching however they were soon cut down in a hail of blaster bolts. [color=orange]"My cruisers are laying down cover fire to the planetary north of the facility. If you swing in low to the south you may get by unaccosted and undetected."[/color]