As the Outpost ripped its way back into real space, a chime echoed within the room Park was within. Being taken away from his work was a mixed blessing and curse. Blessed, because he felt his mind begin to slip away, and cursed, in that the plans he was making and reports he was reading had to be done. "Yes?" he called out to the comm system. "Sir, sorry to disturb you. You have a message from Admiral Cruento. You have been called to his office for a meeting." said the voice. "Right. Thank you." he called out, hearing the faint snap of the connection being terminated shortly afterwards.
"Keep working on thing, Greg. I have another little piece of work." he said, then pulling a chair over to an open part of the room. He activated the holoprojector system that had been intalled for his visit and stay, and sat down. Within the office, the holoprojector system snapped to life a blue hued hologram of himself suddenly appeared in one of the chairs within Cruento's office. "My apoligies for being unable to physically make this meeting. I'm doing some work with the support forces of the fleet at the moment. Now, what's this about? Hope the Empire is collapsing in on itself again..." his slightly distorted voice said. On the other end, a hologram of the other chairs and Cruento's desk had appeared within the room.
The Jedi Temple was perhaps strangely quiet as Draco climbed the steps. There was no outward signs of movement or other actions, but the tension and anticipation of what was going on deep within the temple was apparent. Once Draco entered the old Temple, his foot falls would echo off the walls announcing his arrival.
Meanwhile, the two young Jedi had started to work together to create themselves a new exit through the roof of the lift. Together, they made short work of it and they backed away as it fell in on them. The glow sticks that Dayton had tossed down falling in with it and scattering on the lift's floor at their feet. This caused Lanir to frown and Karla looked at him.
He shut down the lightsaber and put it away. "We better hurry, follow me." He would leap up, using a little assistance from the Force to propell himself up through the hole. Karla followed sortly after.
Looking up, the two could see the open shaft door above and a figure leaning in as it peered down the shaft.
Draco walked through the giant halls of the temple, his boots being unusually loud even for his attempt to be somewhat silent. He continued on as the force guided his every movement, he would find them and do to these Jedi what he had every other; torture them until they died screaming in pain. Turning the corner he looked up at the small camera device and continued on, he was aware of the control room and the ISOC team already in place. He was determined to be there before or when they captured them. Walking up to a turbolift he pressed the button to confirm the power was dead as it should be and as he expected the light remained dead. He stood for a moment a thought before reaching to his throat.
Keying his throat mic he spoke in barely a whisper. “TZ-001. TZ-011. Location?” He stood waiting for Dayton to respond.
Kyp watched as the pneumatic system hissed when the doors slowly opened, and when Dayton snapped three glowsticks which he threw down the shaft. A small pause as Dayton spoke to Command, Kyp assumed, then his earpeace came alive with orders from the General.
"TZ-007, deploy down the shaft. Use grappling hook to create zip line on down."
TZ-007 quickly complied, as he had already prepared the grappling hook. When it was deployed, Daytons spoke again, this time privately.
"You know, we should have blasted them all when we had a chance, Kyp."
Kyp smirked and changed the channel to their private line.
"I second that. Less work, more fun..." He replied.
Shortly after, TZ-007 indicated that the zip lines were ready. While Kyp and Dayton took sight downwards at the edge, two other team-members attached themselves to the zip lines and leaned out into the shaft, and slowly began decending down the wall.
He stood in the hall waiting for Dayton to respond. 'Worthless.' He said to himself as he attempted to reach out with the force again to figure out exactly where they were in this huge complex. He blinked as crimson clouds crossed his eyes onces again while he communed with the force. Reaching out he attempted to find their exact location. He grinned as he attempted to touch their minds and send them one echoing thought of pain and torture.
"This is going totally wrong." Muttered Lanir as he looked around them quickly. "Come on, we're going to have to jump."
"Told you so." The comment from Karla was under her breath as she nodded to him.
Draco's presence had since come over the two, and now the projection of the pain in the Force caused a moment of pause. Though, it seemed to effect Karla more than her companion as she rested a hand against the wall of the lift shaft before she moved to continue following her companion.
As Dayton and his team began to descend, Lanir waited for that right moment keeping a hand on Karla's arm to indicate for her to wait. It was only when Kyp had began to descend, followed by his team mates that he would finally say something to Karla. "Now"
Lanir focused as he lowered himself a little, bending his knees and then leaping into the air. He manages to pass Kyp as the Force aides in the young man's leap up into the air and then colliding with the maintenance ladder on the other side of the shaft as he grabs hold of it to prevent himself from falling back down. Karla was quick to follow her friend's example.
Draco could feel as he touched their minds. He smirked beneath his mask, the fear...he could feel it. "Come here, come here, my little toys. Come here to me." He mumbled softly to himself as he walked up the steps to his left headed to their location a few floors above him. It was only a matter of time now...
Revan's deep brown eyes gazed out at the Coruscant skyline from the balcony of a large spire that housed the vast majority of the Emperor's personal residences. Revan made a point never to actually stay in this particular wing of the palace, but he found himself retreating to the location when he needed to think. The events of the past few hours had shaken the foundation of Imperial security on Coruscant. To say that Revan had not been upset when he'd first learned of the breach would be a bit of an understatement. However, he'd quickly realized that whoever these two kids were...they'd done both him and the Galactic Empire an interminable service.
As Revan allowed his thoughts to drift, he sensed the approached of faint footsteps. In time, they grew louder until they had halted outside the door to the room he presently occupied. Turning to face the door, Revan clasped his hands behind his back. "Enter," he commanded before the person on the other side could even ask for permission.
The door opened slowly and one of Revan's advisor's quickly stepped inside, coming to a knee. "My Lord, we've received an update from a TK-419."
Revan nodded his head slightly as he turned back to look out at the skyline. "Rise and deliver your report then."
"General Dayton's forces have arrived to take the situation in hand. 419 anticipates that ISOC forces will have the individuals in custody soon."
"Who did the General deploy to the Temple?"
"His own team, General Exodus' team, and it would appear that Colonel Creed is on scene as well."
Revan continued to look out at the skyline, remaining silent. The silence lingered briefly before Revan nodded his head. "Very well. You are dismissed. Oh...Lord Antolev..." Revan turned to face the man once more. "Do be sure to relay information to TK-419 and General Dayton that if these two intruders are not brought to me...unharmed. Then those responsible for bringing harm to them...we'll cease to draw breath from this planet's air. Do I make myself clear?"
Antolev nodded slightly prior to offering one final bow. "As you command, My Lord."
With that, the Advisor was gone from the chambers. Revan remained standing, staring at the door for some time. Thoughts churned over multiple times in his mind. Even as he turned to return to the balcony, he uttered but one word through barely parted lips. "Jedi..."
Walking briskly towards the lift, Antolev relayed the orders personally to TK-419 and General Dayton as instructed.
Subjects to be taken into custody unharmed and transferred to the Imperial Palace. Failure will result in termination.
Dayton could feel something in the air, even through the armour he wore. With his call sign being transmitted, Dayton double clicked his comlink with the tip of his tongue acknowledging the transmission. Waiting a few seconds before sending a triple quick to signify to hold, Dayton shook his helmet head slightly. Grimacing under the plastoid helmet, Dayton tried to shake the uneasiness from his mind before his comlink crackled to life. The voice that came through the Imperial equipment was that of Lord Antolev, one of the Regent's advisors. The Imperial, who Dayton had met a few times over the course of his current position in the Empire, was not one to fool around. The words that were flooding through the comlink sent an even colder chill down his spine.
"Subjects to be taken into custody unharmed and transferred to the Imperial Palace. Failure will result in termination." Taking a brief moment as the words seeped in, Dayton clicked onto the channel that had been opened from Lord Antolev to him.
"Acknowledged, Your Excellency. Orders confirmed. Contact imminent with targets of opportunity. Fireteam Alpha and single elements of Bravo on scene." Disconnecting from the secure channel, Dayton switched to the ISOC frequency that was being used.
"TZ-011, TZ-001. Turboshaft going down towards last known location. Glow deployed," he said as he referred to the chemical glowsticks that were common issue to members of ISOC. "We're got orders to not cause any kind of bodily harm to subdue them. Whatever tricks you got in that toybox you call your trenchcoat, I hope they have stun settings. Our asses are on the line with this." As he finished, Dayton moved to the edge of the turboshaft as his team began to descend down the zip lines. As he leaned out, two bodies zoomed up just centimeters from his armoured face. Snapping into full tilt and combat mode, Dayton brought his E-11 up and to his shoulder, and with a quick flick of his gloved fingers, switched the blaster rifle into stun mode. Switching the comlink into action, Dayton called into the communication medium.
"Contact, two targets of opportunity. No bodily harm is to be done with targets. Weapons free in stun mode and cryoban and glop grenades are to be used when feasible." Placing his finger on trigger of his E-11, Dayton waited for the most opportune moment to fire three quick, successive bursts of stun bolts at the two bodies that seemed to be clinging to the maintenance ladder.
Lieutenant General Coral Dayton
Imperial Special Operations Command
"We're got orders to not cause any kind of bodily harm to subdue them. Whatever tricks you got in that toybox you call your trenchcoat, I hope they have stun settings. Our asses are on the line with this." Daytons voice flowed over the communications channel, and Kyp muttered slightly as he adjusted the weapons setting to stun.
Suddenly, two shapes came at him, but went past him in a blur. Swearing, Kyp spun around, still connected to the zipline, and brought his weapon in line.
Hanging with his back down, he aimed upward, hoping to catch at least one of the two with a stun.
"Jump Karla!" Lanir called down to her just before he shoved off from the ladder with another boost from the Force, aiming to put himself through the open doors. He was successful, tumbling across the floor. But he realized quickly that Karla was not behind him.
THe young female Jedi had been struck despite her efforts. She fell down the length of shaft that they had jumped, crashing down onto the roof of the lift car.
Lanir swallowed hard, what to do. He then retrieved his lightsaber from his side, moving to the entrance once more. He was going to slice through the chords that kept Dayton and Kyp suspended in the shaft.
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