The Tales of Roach (Updated 11/22/2011)

[Roach]

Here we will tell tales and sing songs of the great hunts of our loveable hero roach!

The death of the bull rancor.



A light breeze swept through the forest leaves rustled and branches swayed. Roach moved silently over the forest floor his hand clutched his old Mosin Nagant rifle he bent low to survey the massive tracks before him. The bull rancor he had been tracking for the past three days was close along its path there was a mass of droppings, as well as several broken trees Roach followed the path of the beast. It lead him out of the forest into a vast open space in the distance Roach saw the beast feasting on a freshly killed fambaa he moved silently up a ridge to the east over looking the beast. He got into position covering himself with his elven cloak causing him to look as though he were merely a rock atop the ridge. He slid the bolt of the rifle back and loaded four custom armor piercing tungsten rounds int the magazine and on into the chamber. He raised his eye to the scope the beast rose for a moment its massive jaws dripping with gore it looked about sniffing the air Roach adjusted for environmental conditions and lay the reticle on the bull Rancor's eye. Roach took a breath and held it and in between his heart beats he fired. The barrel of the gun flashed the echo of the shot rang like thunder amongst the hills the Rancor roared in agony and dropped to the ground dead Roach rose from his vantage point and check his range finder five and a half miles he made his way to the beasts corpse. When he reached it he signaled for his ship to come retrieve his trophy Roach looked up at the transport as it descended and he slung his rifle over his shoulder.

[Roach]

Since nobody seems to have liked chapter one. Here is chapter 2.

The Ardat-Yakshi
Needed back round for those who have not played mass effect 2.


Ardat-Yakshi (meaning 'Demon Of The Night Winds' in an old asari dialect) is a rare genetic condition in asari, specifically affecting their nervous systems. Although the condition does not harm the asari, during mating the Ardat-Yakshi's nervous system completely overpowers and dominates that of her mates, causing hemorrhaging in the victim's brain and ultimately death. As a result, the Ardat-Yakshi becomes smarter, stronger and deadlier after each encounter.


The air was filled with the sent of sex alcohol and drugs the seedy night club. The music pulse with dark undertones and violent rhythms a dozen species intermingled in the crowded building all engaged in their own vices. For the past two weeks Roach had followed a trail of empty shells that stared with Lieutenant Franklin De Fontaine one of the security officers from his flag ship Litany of Defiance. De Fontaine had been found dead in his quarters after he brought an Asari home from a night club while on shore leave. After the investigation Roach was convinced that an Ardat-Yakshi was involved he tracked the Ardat-Yakshi to the planet by following the trail of her victims. She watched from the shadows until she found a victim she impressed them with sophistication and sex appeal and after a few dates or sometimes even a few drinks she struck. Mating with an killing her victims she had claimed the lives of five men and three women and that was only since Roach had begun to pursue her.
But she had gotten sloppy she had allowed her last victim to take pictures of them together and other information he had gathered pointed to this as her hunting ground.
Roach made a visual sweep of the room there were only a handful of Asari here while he did not see his target amongst them it did not mean she was absent. Roach took a seat at a table near the door that allowed him to survey the whole room. He waited patiently for several hours before she appeared she was talking to a human male Roach recognized him as a member of the Free Peoples Military. the headed for the door together roach could not risk an engagement here the chance of civilian casualties was too great. So quietly he followed them back to the Lair Of the Ardat-Yakshi. Roach followed them to an apartment complex after he saw them enter he went to the door and used his military override to open it. The Ardat-yakshi spang off the sofa were she sat with her prey she pulled him up and put a gun to his head using him as a human shield.

Ardat-Yakshi: Who are you?

Roach: One who will bring you to justice

Roach sent her flying into the opposite wall with a force push he also lifted her victim up and maneuvered him out of the apartment. The Ardat yakshi rose and fired at Roach her shot dinged off of roach's mithril breast plate. roach drew his lightsaber and thumbed the activation switch the blade crackled to life with a snap hiss filling the room with a blue glow.

Ardat-Yakshi: A jedi i should have guessed your as bad as the Justicars!

*she used here biotic abilities to send the couch hurtling toward roach at high speed roach sliced it in half as it approached. he continued to advance toward her*

Roach: How man have you murdered? ho may lives did you destroy for your own selfish gain!

*roach sent half of the couch sailing toward her witch she blocked with a biotic barrier . She sent Roach slamming into a a wall with a powerful biotic shock wave.*

Ardat-Yakshi: and what about you Jedi? I know your face the Great Admiral roach ho many murders have you committed?

*roach vaulted back up on his feet force leaping directly infront of the Ardat-Yakshi he pressed his deactivated light saber into her stomach*

Roach: many though i can justify all of them they were for a greater good not for power.

*roach activated his light saber it blade severed her spinal cord and she feell limp against roach.*

Roach: Find peace in the embrace of the goddess.

[agentaaa]

They're pretty good stories, and the level of punctuation and spelling is decent. I'd recommend you go over what you post at least once, however, since I'm seeing some errors which make it a bit hard to read that should be easy to see on a once over.
The storyline itself is good, however.

[Roach]

They're pretty good stories, and the level of punctuation and spelling is decent. I'd recommend you go over what you post at least once, however, since I'm seeing some errors which make it a bit hard to read that should be easy to see on a once over.
The storyline itself is good, however.

im going to star writing them up in word and them copying them over to the board gives me a better spell checker and helps me catch grammatical faux pas

[Roach]

Finally wrote another hunt nothing dangerous just some father son bonding in this one.




Duck hunting

The beautiful country side of the planet Ramius seemed to stretch on forever the wind was light in the fall air. Roach crouched next his son Lance they both were hidden in a small blind their shotguns pointed skyward their loyal dog lay on the ground next to them. Roach put the duck call to his mouth and it emitted another call. Suddenly out of the marsh a flock of ducks rose. Roach aimed his Remington 870 shotgun tracking a bird and fired the bird dropped to the ground he pumped the gun the empty green casing hitting the floor next to him lance fired his Mossberg another bird fell with a splash a large flock of birds then scattered. Father and son fired in unison until their weapons were empty the rest of the birds scattered in all directions.

“Go get them Brutus!” Roach said to the large English mastiff that stood at the ready next to them. With an affirmative bark the hulking dog bounded into the marsh he returned bring ducks one by one he brought back nine birds total.

“Wait if each of our guns only holds four shots how, did we get nine birds?” lance asked glancing at the pile of waterfowl.

“One of us must have hit two with one shot.” Roach said with a chuckle.

“Well I guess we are done for the day with the three Nerf’s we killed this morning we’ve got plenty of food to feed everyone.” Lance said packing up the ducks.

“I concur let’s get home.” Roach let out a low sharp whistle “Come on Brutus!”

With a happy bark the large dog bounded back over to his masters and hopped along in front of them as they walked back to the waiting pickup truck.

[Roach]

I have decided to spend some time fleshing out the back round of Roach our loveable Forum wars character i am going to start by writing about roach's adventures during the galactic civil war i will try to do an update a week if possible so stay tuned chapter one may be up to night if my supply of caffeine holds.

And here is chapter one for your reading and criticizing enjoyment.



THE TALES OF ROACH
Chapter One: After the battle of Yavin

Corellia Near coronet city
Roach watched along with the rest of the galaxy as the news of the destruction of the Death Star broke, his earlier predictions about imperial dominance put aside Roach felt the rebellious fire kindle in his spirit he had long been an outspoken opponent of Palpatine’s new order but he had not taken the Alliance to restore the Republic seriously. But they had indeed finally struck a major blow against the empire as gritty images stream across the holonet of the battle shot from the cockpit cams of x-wings Roach lifter himself up to his imposing height of seven feet. He looked around his well furnished house the décor of the living room was welcoming and warm. Roach crossed the room and entered a long hallway at the end was a sealed security door roach placed his palm on the scanner and the door slid open. The room stood in sharp contrast to the living area, this room was an armory filled with blasters weapon components a workbench high powered blaster pistols filled on cabinet the walls were filled with assorted blaster rifles and carbines another set of cabinets contained blaster resistant vests adjacent to it was a rack of vibro blades and axes. The money Roach had earned in his former career as a mercenary during the clone wars had paid off he had acquired enough munitions to well equip a platoon of soldiers or a cell of resistance fighters. Roach’s ears caught the sound of a land speeder engine he quickly exited the room and sealed the door. He walked down the hall way and reached the front door as the bell was rung he tapped the control panel and the door opened to reveal the grizzled face of Roth Davenport. A tall grizzled veteran with who Roach had served for years. Roth was a muscular bulk of a man he stood at two meters tall his muscles budged under the sleeves of his tight fitting shirt. He wore a simple outfit a black vest with several pockets over a long sleeved brown shirt from his thick brown leather belt hung a single modified SoroSubb X-30 "Lancer" target blaster pistol.
“You see the news still going to tell me the Rebellion is a joke?” Roth Said flashing his characteristic grin
“Alright I owe you a hundred credits so I take it you’re here to sak me to join the rebel cause?” Roach said sarcastically.
“Oh come on Tom these people want to restore the republic to what it used to stand for the republic we fought for, for so long. Besides I know you have to be bored sitting around here all day fixing that [censored] star fighter of yours and cleaning you armor and weapons.”
“I am getting tired of seeing the old gear just sit there but if we do this that’s it we become outlaws we can’t go back to our normal lives.”
“My normal life was boring me to death any way law enforcement is defiantly not the career I should have gone into after being a merc all my life, besides the boss kept yelling at me for not meeting his [censored] ticket quota.”
“Alright where do we start?”
“There is a rebel cell not far from here found out about them from some contacts of mine we bring them all that loot in your vault and they will be more than happy to invite us in. That and we actually have training something most of their farm boys and idealists don’t “
“Well lets load up your speeder truck then.”

A few hours passed as the as Roach and Roth packaged they weapons into crates and loaded it into A modified A-A5 speeder truck. Roach suited up strapping on his flexible plastiform battle armor it provide excellent protection from blades and small arms while still allowing the user to move about freely. Roach retrieved his hand built blaster carbine from the foot locker at the foot of his bed he popped a power cell into the receiver and it locked in with a click. Roach used the built in diagnostic tool to ensure his weapon was in perfect shape after he was satisfied with his weapon he swing the strap over his shoulder and pulled a Dur-24 wrist laser from the foot locker and secured it snugly to his left wrist he also retrieved a MM9 Wrist rocket launcher and affixed it to his right wrist. Finally Roach pulled his S-5 blaster pistol from his night stand and attacked it and its holster to his waist he also withdrew a Q2 hold out blaster which he slid into the inside pocket of the brown rancor hide duster he wore over his armor. As he stepped out of the room he slid a vibro blade into one of his boots. He was greeted out Side by Roth who wore a Black Duster over a suit of reinforced armor he had cobbled together from clone trooper armor. Slung over his shoulder he carried a T-21Light repeating blaster. His Lancer was affixed to his thigh. He also had a cut down scatter gun concealed under his coat. The two men set off across the fields of Corellia avoiding the main roads they soon arrived at a small bunker deep in a lush Forrest they were greeted by a quartet of armed alliance resistance fighters as they stepped out of the vehicle.
“Halt and Identify your selves!” a slender bothan female with cream colored fur barked aiming a well worn E-11 blaster rifle at them.
“Now Ritha that’s no way to greet an old friend is it? Roth said flashing a grin.
“Roth it’s you. Hardly recognized you in all that get up who’s your friend here?” Ritha said lowering her rifle.
“This here is Tom Roach he’s was my partner back during the clone wars. He’s good people and I vouch for him and he’s bought you some toys.”
Ritha slung her blaster over her shoulder and extended he hand to Roach. “Welcome to the rebellion.”
Roach took her hand a shook it. “Glad to be here.”
“So what kind of toys did you bring us Tom?” Ritha asked.
“Blasters, Body armor, explosives, and vibroblades you know the good things in life.”
“Well let’s get it unloaded and sorted shall we?”

The Rebel cell was an organized group of ten beings not including Roth and Roach. After unloading and storing the gear the newly armed fighters welcomed Roth and Roach to their group. Ritha was the leader of the cell and was the only one who had been in contact with alliance command. The group consisted of two male Trandoshans Trossk and Wyzen, a former Sullustan lawman who they affectionately referred to as Sherriff. An Ithorian Male their tech and computer expert who they introduced as Brain, Two twin human brothers Alex and James, another former merc a grim Zabrak called Deadeye he served as the group’s sharp shooter. A rather eccentric Rodian quick draw artist they called Two Gun Twitch and a Mon Calamari Female the groups medic who was referred to simply as Doc. They like most rebel cells wer a rag tag group but they all had a common goal defeat the empire and bring freedom back to the galaxy.

[Roach]

Chapter 2 Explosive Solutions

Planning an operation against the empire was not an easy task it took good Intel preplanning and careful target selection. After a few days of debate and weeks of planning the rebels had planned their first strike. North of Cornet the imperial army had set up a broadcast station that doubled as a listening post to monitor all transmissions made on the planet and to spread imperial propaganda. Roach and Roth had spent several days observing the center it was lightly guarded by an Imperial army platoon draftees that were lightly trained and poorly equipped. Roach and Roth met with the other rebels to finalize the plan of attack.
Roach brought up a hologram of the base it was a square walled complex with a single entrance on the north side guarded by two guard towers and a squad of troops. But the south wall of the compound was watched only by a pair of sentries it sat along a line of thick trees that would cover any approach.
“Alright Sherriff, Roth, Ritha and I will scale the south wall once we are inside we will disable the alarms and knock out the communications. Once that is done the rest of you will attack the front gate creating a diversion for us to knock out the broadcast center.” Roach said indicating relevant points on the holomap.
“A solid plan but its risky if the imperials get a distress call out well have a whole battalion bearing down on us.” Brain said his voice the distinctive Ithorian stereo.
“That does why we are counting on Brain if you can’t slice those imperial comms and send a false all clear signal and the battalion will show up any way.” Ritha said

“Don’t worry about that the all clear signal will broadcast but it won’t matter if you don’t get those comm. towers down.” Brain replied.

“Leave that to us Roach and I have got into places far more defended than this.” Roth said
“The comms will be down don’t worry now everyone gear up and get ready we leave in five.” Roach said clicking off the holo.

The rebels scrambled and boarded several land speeders the set off across the country side. As they approached the Imperial base from the east Roach banked his speeder south Roth, Ritha, and Sherriff rode with him the other speeders banked north. Roach brought the land speeder to a stop at the edge of the small batch of thick woods that covered the rear half of the imperial compound. The all hopped out of the speeder in the time that it had taken them to reach the compound night had fallen roach passed out night vision gear and synced his comm. with the rest of the group.
“Comm. check” Roach said clicking his wrist comlink
“Frequencies synced the Imps won’t pick us up. We’re in position.” Deadeye replied.
“Alright standby for my signal.” Roach replied

The four slipped quietly through the forest until the emerged along the south wall. They flattened themselves along the wall they could hear the sentries above their boots clanking on the catwalks. Roach slung his blaster carbine over his shoulder and pulled his S-5 blaster pistol from his belt he flipped the switch for the extension gun and fired the grappler at the top of the wall with a dull thunk the extension cable latched onto the top of the wall Roth followed suit. Their blasters reeled the cord in until they were at the top of the wall they both peeked over head the sentries stood their backs to the outer wall oblivious to the infiltrators Roach and Roth clambered up to the catwalk detaching the grapplers Roach slid his blaster into his holster and drew his vibro blade he took position behind the one of the sentries Roth took position behind the other and in perfect unison they grabbed the sentries placing their hands over their mouths and cut their throats. The fell limp into their arms Roach and Roth tossed the bodies over the wall they landed with a thud. Ritha and sheriff climbed up to join them.
“Well done gents.” sheriff said handing a bag of charges to Roach and Roth
Roach and his compatriots dropped down from the cat walks and crouched behind a parked Chariot LAV they scoped out the base the courtyard was mostly deserted the broadcast center was situated along the east wall a large structure with several antennas and transmitter dishes along the south wall directly in front of them was the communications station and the motor pool. And along the west wall was the barracks were the rest of the platoon currently slept.
“Ritha you and sheriff get onto the roof of the Broadcast center and enter through the roof after you place the charges on the transmitters then place charges on the support struts in the building they will all be marked on you Heads up Display. Roth You and I will place charges on the fuel tanks here in the motor pool then we will rig the communications tower.” Roach said checking his HUD
Ritha and Sheriff moved out quietly hugging the wall Roach placed a charge on the underside of the LAV they had been taking cover behind and proceed to rig the rest of the vehicles to blow while Roth placed the charges on the fuel tanks when they had finished Roach and Roth Circled around to opposite sides of the comm. center by the door two guards stood.
“Nice night been real quiet.” The guard to the left of the door said to the one on the right.
“Yea it is nice and clear a little chilly though wish these [censored] uniforms were a little warmer.”
“Should wear some thermals under your uniform”

The guards continued to blabber as roach and Roth clambered up to the roof of the building and planted the charges on the transmitter.
“Alright let’s regroup at the broadcast building” Roth said over the comm.

Roth and Roach entered the broad cast center through the roof were Ritha and Sheriff had repelled down they dropped into a dark room a few dead imperial lie spread about Ritha and Sherriff ran around setting charges Roth and Roach help place the rest and they proceeded to leave the building. Once they were out the headed across the court yard and took cover behind the barracks Roach pulled the detonator from his belt and hit the button. A chair of explosions rocked the compound the base alarm rang as secondary explosions from the fuel tanks followed suit. Imperial troops poured out of the barracks scrambling to douse fires and attempting to find the infiltrators the once imposing broadcast building was now a pile of duarcrete rubble. The other rebels opened fire on the north gates the imperial troops most only half dressed moved to defend the gate. In the Chaos Roach’s squad slipped out back over the south wall and made it to their land speeder. Roach clicked his comm. Alright gents were out fall back scatter and meet back at safe house two tomorrow morning. As they fled the scene the fires from the burning out post could be seen for miles the rebellion on corellia had begun.

[Roach]

Chapter three if any one cares


Chapter Three: Supply And demand

Several weeks had passed since the rebels had destroyed the broadcast center in that amount of time their group had tripled in size and the supplies Roach had provided were running low they needed a source of continuing supply with the Imperial Starfleet chasing the Rebel fleet all across the outer rim, they had to become self sufficient. While they could steal supplies from CorSec and the imperial Army for awhile it would cause the empire to turn up the heat and lead a crackdown that would most likely force them off world. Roach pulled Roth and Ritha in for a conference they had unwittingly taken command of their rebel cell and found themselves making most of the tactical decisions. They assembled in the small conference room in their underground bunker. It was a dimly lit room sparsely furnished with a large durasteel table in the center that housed a holoprojector. The back wall of the room was decorated with an alliance banner and two recruitment posters. Roach sat with his back to the door Ritha and Roth sat across from him. Roach Flipped on the holoprojector it displayed a list of rebel sympathizers and black market contacts.
“It’s been a week since the last transmission from alliance high command and it’s only us and General Garm Bel Iblis fighting for corellia, and Bel Iblis’s troops are in some hidden base and every strike they make draws attention away from us. Not to mention Bel Iblis has severed his ties with the rest of the Alliance we can’t expect help from him so our only choice is going to be to find a way to link up with the rest of the Rebellion.” Ritha said starting the briefing.
“Well we can’t do that while we are stuck on this planet we will need ships and consumables. Our little cell is getting bigger by the day in the last two days ten people joined we are almost out of blasters body armor and bacta we need to restock and we need to relocate our base soon we have tarried here for too long. We will collapsible prefabricated buildings for that that’s something we can buy off the open market without drawing attention but they won’t come cheap. So we either need one of these rich alliance benefactors to throw his support in with us or we will have to dissolve the cell and join with General Bel Iblis assuming we could find him.” Roth replied his arms folded across his chest and his feet on the table.
Roach’s eyes scanned the list his eyes were focused one name he tapped a control and it brought up a dossier the name seemed to call to him as if a voice had said “this, this is whom you seek”
“What about this guy Jacob Garling former CEO of Corellian Engineering Corporation he’s worth four trillion credits and has been a vocal enemy of the empire.”
“Yes but imperial intelligence made him disappear last night.” Ritha replied solemnly
“Call it a gut feeling but I’d wager my Z-95 that he is still on corellia probably locked up at the Imperial space dock at Bela Vistal. Brain said that’s where they shipped most of their prisoners off world to Kessle from right?” Roach said
“True but we have no way of knowing if he is there. Or not and even if he was it wouldn’t be an easy rescue and we can’t even guarantee his money hasn’t been seized by the empire.” Ritha said slightly amused
“I know this type of guy if he is anything like me he’d have his money scattered into off planet accounts under an alias. Meaning it could take the empire years to lock all his accounts were as he could pull it all at once and not even look suspicious.” Roach said rising from his seat
“Easy old buddy.” Roth said urging him to sit. “Ritha when Tom has a gut feeling I’ve found that he is usually right he’s got senses like a Jedi.”
“Alright let’s say you’re right how are we going to get him out of there? A full scale attack would draw to much attention and we would need to knock out the imperial tracking network for this to work.”
“Roach pulled up an area map. “Here is the prison.” he indicated a building just outside the city itself “there are three tracking stations one here” He indicated a point to the north. “One here.” He indicated a point to the far south. “And the final one is here.” He indicated a point to the Far East. “If we hit these three stations it will draw the garrison out from the base we can already be in the city disguised as tourists or something once the Imps scatter to investigate the attacks we slip into the prison unnoticed and rescue our man and anyone else who’s locked in there for being a rebel sympathizer. Then we steal an imperial shuttle and burn sky till we are clear.” Roach sat back down and crossed his arms.
“It’s a simple plan but it should work and we actually have the man power now to pull it off so we need to assign three people to lead the strike teams for the tracking stations and you will need a computer expert, someone who is familiar with imperial ships and a Medic no telling what kind of state Garling will be in when you get to him.” Ritha said
“I’ll lead the infiltration team I’ll take Wyzen, Doc and Brain with me. It would be best for You Roth and Sherriff to lead the teams. And before you object Roth you know you three are the only ones with enough leadership ability to make this kind of op work I need you on this.”

As soon as the group broke from the conference room Blasters were being handed out gear was being collected and men and women were loading into land speeders. The road north was long but free of any complications and soon everyone was in position. Roach, Doc, Brain and Wyzen blended into the crowd of tourists fairly well they were lightly armed carrying only concealed heavy blasters and vibroblades though Wyzen was carrying a scatter gun Under his long duster. Roach sent the go signal to the strike team and after a few short minuets the tracking station that was visible from the city came crashing down with a violent explosion Imperial soldiers and vehicles swarmed to ward it but several more explosions were reported from other sectors and soon in a mass hysteria the Imperials had scattered leaving only a small guard force at the main prison complex. Roach, Doc, Brain and Wyzen Casually walked up to the front gate the guard a single imperial Stormtrooper raised his gloved hand and uttered
“Halt!” As he did this he trained his blaster on Roach who raised his hands
“Whoa easy there pal I’m just a bounty hunter, came to turn in this Trandoshan.” Roach said hooking his thumb over his shoulder at Wyzen who had his arms behind his back and his head down as though he were bound.
“I wasn’t Notified of this I’ll have to clear it with my superior” As soon as the trooper turned his back Roach brought out his vibro blade and in one fluid motion drew it across the troopers throat. With a spray of blood he feel to the ground clutching his throat.
“Brain, get the gate open and wipe the holocam footage.”
As the gate opened several stormtroopers opened fire their blast scorching the duracrete barriers at the gates Roach flattened himself against the wall on the left side of the gate and dock Ducked to right while Brain Hunkered down in the gate house. But Wyzen Simply strode forward dropping his duster as he brought up his scatter gun he opened fire sending stormtroopers flying through the air with the sheer impact of the weapons projectiles. Roach Doc and Brain provide Cover as he Marched forward. Roach Leaned out from around the Corner and let loose a single Green Energy bolt that impacted into the face plate of a storm trooper that had taken position on the roof. Brain showed that his hours of practice had paid off as three troopers fell under his well aimed flurry of bolts. Doc raised her blaster and snapped off a single violet bolt that caught an imperial officer that had attempted to flee square between the shoulder blades. He fell to the ground a small pillar of smoke rising from the hole in his back.
“Well I suppose the stealthy approach is out of the question.” Brain said placing his blaster in is holster.
The rebels crossed the courtyard quickly and entered the prison. Brain led their group a data pad in his hand with the prisons schematics they finally made it to the control room and stacked up on the door, Brain sliced the console and the door opened. Wyzen primed a grenade he had recovered from one of the stormtroopers and tossed it inside. A bright flash and a sell of ozone followed and they entered the room. A single imperial officer stood in the corner his blaster raised at them his hands trembling. Roach walked up to him and grabbed the pistol from his shaking hands the terrified man then fainted. This drew a chuckle from the other rebels Wyzen and Roach guarded the door as Doc collected ammunition and Brain located their prisoner.
“Looks like all the rebel sympathizers are located in cell block 2a and that block is also swarming with Stormtroopers.”
“Anything you can do to thin them out?” Roach said his eyes sweeping the corridor.
“I say we hit the imperial armory and storm the block many points to be earned in such an attack.” Wyzen said with a growl.
“Were not here to earn you points my friend there will be time for you to please the scorekeeper later.” Doc said shaking her bulbous head
“Ha! Success! I have control of the Imperial security turrets now all I have to do is override the IFF.” On the display gun turrets descended from the ceilings and opened fire on the stormtroopers most of them were cut down then the turrets exploded and the wings power shut down. The last images on the security cams were of prisoners rushing out of their cells and assailing their captors.
“[censored] it Brain it going to be hard to locate our man in the middle of a riot!” Roach grumbled
“Then we should move quickly!” Brain retorted as he moved with surprising speed toward the cell block. Their heavy boots were the only sound in the prison as they entered the cell block it had fallen eerily quite as they had approached. The others were ahead of Roach he brought up the rear making sure they were not being pursued as Roach Turned the corner into the cell block he was suddenly grabbed from behind a firm grip held his arm painfully behind his back and his attacker brought an improvised prison weapon to his throat.
“You’re not an imperial who the hell are you and what’s going on.” The voice was gruff but had a distinctive Corellian accent.
“I’m with the Rebellion we are here to rescue anyone who claims to support us.”
His attacker released him and Roach spun to look at him.
“Sorry about that being in this place has made me a little jumpy. I’m Jacob Garling former CEO of Corellian Engineering Corporation, and when you get me out of here I’ll show my gratitude a bit better but for now let’s go.”
The process of storming the hanger bay took longer than anticipated and imperial troops started returning to the prison exhausted from their pursuit of the other rebels but they arrived two late as two Lambda class shuttles and a sentinel class landing craft rocketed out of the Imperial hanger as imperial troops fired their blaster weapons in vain after them. The Ascended into the skies and split off all heading to separate safe houses as roach banked his shuttle toward the mountains Jacob came out of the main hold and plopped down in the copilot’s seat next to him.
“Everyone else is fine your doctor is [censored] good some of them are a little rattled but most of them are just farmers who weren’t smart enough to keep their mouths shut, first time they have ever been put in a life or death situation.” Jacob said looking over the read outs.
“What’s that make you then?” Roach said as the shuttle skimmed low over a forest its belly nearly touching the tips of the trees.
“A rich man with a big mouth I suppose, so who the hell are you any way that was a bold rescue and I dint think any of us were important enough to spring.” Jacob said eyeing roach inquisitively
“I’m just an old merc who doesn’t like where the government is going, and we sprung you because we need resources figured you might have contacts or something to help us out, as for the rest of them well more man power always helps.” Roach said never averting his eyes from piloting the ship.

“Well in that case make for these coordinates.” Jacob punched in a set of Coordinates to what looked like an abandoned asteroid mining colony.
“What’s there?” Roach asked looking over the coordinates
“A hidden base plenty of supplies and it’s far away from the Imperials.

The hidden base was impressive it was hidden in a nebula and surrounded with asteroids that hid weapon emplacements. A small collection of warships was docked with the space station a quartet of modified Corellian Corvettes a pair of DP 20 gunships and a single CC-9600 frigate. It took only a few days for the rebels to get settled into their new home their new friend had provided them with the ability to cause significant damage to the Empire now they needed Intel and more recruits. Spirits were high throughout the base the humble cell had become a fighting force to be reckoned with.

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