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Last of the Jedi (EliteCommander and Sep)

The ARC-170s and V-Wings swung in behind the Nightfury. Blasts starting to bounce of the rear shields. Mevenn shook her head. "Separatist Territory has the advantage that we're not going to be instantly shot at just for being Jedi. At least that's the hope. But Dantooine can work while we plan our next move." She tried to scour her head through all the mission briefings she had been subject too during the last couple of years of the war. Up until being sent on this mission she was up to date on the comings and goings of the various fleets, their compositions and deployment patterns. There was no doubt that this would likely be changing in the coming days but for now it gave them some form of advantage. "Dantooine is off the patrol paths in that region, really we're off it right now but with battles having taken place here I'm not surprised a ship showed up just to make sure everythings quiet. I can't imagine all the Separatists are going quietly with their loss off the war."

She winced as the entire ship shook. Turning to face Kresst. "You may want to buckle in." Then Mevenn focused her attention on the pilot. "You fly, I'll take shields and weapons?"

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Last of the Jedi (EliteCommander and Sep)

There was a drill as a warning beep started going off indicating that there was something coming. Mevenn looked up and out of the window . She could sense something coming, she looked up as a triangle vessel appeared out of the darkness. She ran and sat in the co-pilot seat, pouring over the controls. Mevenn sighed. "We need to get out of here. That's the Excelsior, home to the 104th. Wolf-Pack, that's Plo Koons ship." There was more trilling as alarms fighters launched, she grabbed the controls and yanked the Nightfury in a vertical loop.

The Comm unit chimed active. "This is Commander Yills. We have reason to believe you may be harbouring Jedi traitors aboard. Stand down and prepare to be boarded immediately or we will open fire. To any clones, by authorisation by the Supr-Emperor. Execute-" Mevenn hit the comm unit, cutting out the transmission as she turned back with a sheepish look to Mach. "You probably didn't want to hear that. Go man a gun, Master. You may want to find somewhere to buckle in, see if you can find a nearby Separatist system."

Mach turned before leaving the cockpit. "Separatist?"

"We're safer there than in Republic space."

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Last of the Jedi (EliteCommander and Sep)

The message played once everyone had gathered. Machs helmet clattered as it fell to the ground, Mevenn fell to her knees as tears streamed down her face. It wasn't just them, theirs were not the only clones that had been affected by this 'Order 66' whatever it was. The Jedi Temple had fallen, the Republic had fallen. They had believes that the war was over, everything she had known throughout her life was now gone. There was nothing left. Objects in the room begun to shake as she struggled to keep her emotions in check, the Force vibrating as turmoil poured out of her. It surged for a moment before she clenched down on her emotions and stopped herself lashing out. It had been a trying time for the young Jedi, and times were not going to be getting any easier. It was obvious that this was going to make or break here, and at this period of time it wasn't clear what way it was going to go.

Mevenn stood herself back up, Machs hand on her shoulder giving her a renewed energy. She turned to face Kresst. "What now Master?"

Star Wars - Edge of the Law

Tyrell jumped over the crowd of security guards, could hear the clattering of plastic as Stormtroopers were coming having boarded the station. He pulled out his other pistol and turned behin d him letting shots blast off. He hissed as his droids fell to the ground as they were taken out. Pushing into his reserves, digging into a well of power he hadn't touched in years he vaulted down the corridor. Dodging his way between various beings that littered the corridor. #he crossed the hangar in about the same amount of time that it took Ordo to do so with his jetpack. At the bottom of the boarding ramp Tyrell crouched to cover them as Ordo prepared himself to takeoff.

"Just get us out of here Ordo. Then we can talk."

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