Ending it(Invite)

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*Please read this before joining...PLEASE


*The common hurricanes of mandalore set an almost perfect, if not overly-dramatic scene for what was about to take place. A small band of renagades were about to attempt to infultrate the mandalorian base. They were anarchists, who thought it was their destiny, or job, to take down the evil tyrants that had enslaved this once magnificent world, as well as the others that belonged to the mandalorian empire.

The Leader, a small tanned man, stood in the center of the group, a cave giving them shelter for the time being. He looked to the his left and right, surveying his comrades, rivals, and above all...his friends.*

"Everyone know the plan?"

*The man said, the words almost not escaping his mouth. He was obviously nervous, and I mean who wouldn't...especially if they were only 18 years old. his big head of hari covered his eyes as he looked around at each one of his men...then it hit him...he didn't tell anyone the plan.*

[Zaraki/Renji]

"No, I don't even no what I'm supposed to do yet. So could we hurry this up? I've got a few deaths to attend to soon, I'd rather not be late."

Contrary to the leader, he was sarcastic, and laidback. It was true he was nervous, he wasn't much older than Darius, but he had decided that this would be an excellent way to die, if it came to that. His green eyes survayed the group, he had met them all before.

[Renthous Vacvar]

:: Had been sitting against the edge of the cave, so that he could smell the rainfall outside. He loved the rain, when the water particles feel from the sky and made everything better and more enjoyable. Also provided for the more dramatic death scense. So he was there, inhaling the fumes that only he seemed to like, and was tapping the handle of his silver blade, his thoughts on the upcoming events. Then he heard Darius speak. Vacvar did nothing but roll his eyes. Sure, he knew he was nervous, but he didn't need to keep going over the plan. Renthous replied without hesitation, sarcasm oozing off each word like grease.::

"No, Darius, I don't think we understood it."

::His taunting and sarcasm was normal, and usually set off tempers, mainly in these kinds of situations. His face was hidden behind his mask, but when removed, showed scars from many battles. Hell, chicks dig the scars, shows how brave and strong you are. With the slightest yawn, he removed the helmet and gazed into Darius' eyes with his own gray ones.::

"We know it, man. Just let us provide the damage and we can take them all."

::He checked to make sure he had all of his weapons. He was literally a walking weapons store. He had blasters, melee weapons, gernades, everything. Even some spare permacrete detonators. Renthous nodded and pulled his mask back on and stood up, standing out in the rain.::

[Bralor]

*Bralor walked the surface of Mandalore as he walked deep down walking into the sheltered cave after the terrible storm outside as he walked over to the group. His black hair kept just above his eyebrows, he wasn't to tall, 6 feet tall but walked sturdy, he was pretty strong, he wanted to have the group reclaim the Mandalorians, he didn't want to be like this anymore. His armour was stolen. Same with his blades. Now all he has was a regular vibrosword and blaster rifle.*

Whats the plan?

*Bralor didn't even look Mandalorian without his armour, his clothing and hair made him look like anyone else, other than his physical shape and weapons attached on him*

[Zaraki/Renji]

"To go and kill from what I wasn't paying attention."

He hadn't brought as much, a blaster, and a few grenades. More importantly, he had brought his various blades that he was so fond of using. His halberd was in his hand and over his back. He was ready to roll, had been for a while.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*Darius smiled at Vacvars comment. He always new how to lighten him up, but it would be the death of him...one of these days. He looked back to the group as a small man ran into the cave weaving his arms wildly...he almost knocked the leader to the floor of the stone cave.*

"Sir! Sir...They got new armour!"
*The man handed Darius a small datapad and it showed a new design in the making. The men hadnt seen anything like it...*
ooc:Its basically a weaker version of Hoorex's armour...now being mass produced by the mandalorian empire.

*He shook his head causing rain to fall from his hair and drip down his face. I don't need this... And he turned back to his men, almost ignoring the new announcement.*
The plan is simple. The base has a small opening every 3 weeks, two hours, and 15 minuets. This is so the new supplies can be replaced and shipment of what not. We've already taken out the shipments and we will be playing the parts of the traders. We get in, we get to the chicks...we kill them, and we're out. Got it?"

[Zaraki/Renji]

"Yeah..."

He walked over to the load, and jumped in one of the crates, his halberd, barely fitting. There was room for a few more in here, it would seem.

[Bralor]

I'm ready to go do this.

[Renthous Vacvar]

::Renthous frowned at the comment. He just wanted to go now. He already knew about the shipment openings, but he could be reminded. Being a trader wasn't something he was gonna be great at.::

"What do you mean 'we get to the chicks, we kill them'? I'd rather just bring the chicks back to our base so we'd actually have more girls there, for more offspring."

::Of course, Vacvar had no intentions of having any children at the current time, but it was in his future plans to have a little version of him running around the galaxy, bringing the clan Vacvar back into glory. He undid his gun holsters a little; the long range combat always came before melee, but that wasn't skillwise, but Renthous weilded a blaster very well.::

"Well are we going, or are we just going to sit here, playing the attack over in our mind. This isn't telepathy class..."

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

"What about you, big boy?And please///stop whining..."

*Darius says, adressing Vacvar. He winked at him as he jumped into the front seat...always the driver, of course.*

[Bralor]

*Bralor slowly stepped into the back as he sat down staring at Renthous*

Are you Vacvar?

*Bralor sat there waiting for this big fight to finally begin.... But he knew it would still take a while to start.*

[Renthous Vacvar]

::Vacvar chuckled slightly as he hopped in the back and crouched down, out of sight. Placing his blasters in his hands and checking the power core, he replied to Darius' comment with half an effort, more distracted by his guns.::

"I don't know, man. It's pretty damn difficult to cut the whining, it's just who I am on the inside."

::Renthous gestured to his heart, which was well protected by the armor in front of it. Still chuckling due to the afterthought, he made sure none of his gernades were armed, and then gave the ok signal to Darius. And Mandalorian who stood in his way now would get pulverized by either gun or sword, or even gernade. he just hoped the others could hold their own.::

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*Seeing the sign to go on...The engines started and the small hover transport came down the hill and onto the trade route. As they got onto the dirt rode, filled with ivy and other vegitation the came across the giant structure. Completely covered by a force shield which was used to keep the inhabitants safe from the storms outside...but now it was used to keep everyone in...rather than the storms out. He got to the opening and smiled at the obviously bored mandalorian on duty.*

"Hullo, sir...we're here for the supplies...or to drop them off I mean..."

[Renthous Vacvar]

::The Mandalorian guard was obviously too bored. He let them in without even checking. Meanwhile, Vacvar had his eyes set upon the one who had asked him the family quesion. Somehow, it all seemed too familiar. But he was the only remaining Vacvar, or so he was told. There would be time for answers and questioning after the fight, and he wanted the answers then. He couldn't be distracted from smaller issues such as these. As the truck came to a halt, Renthous whispered.::

"I'll go out first..."

::Getting out of the truck stealthily, he shot the guard in the head. Since he was the only one in the room, nobody heared his death gasp or the blaster shot. He waved them all out and threw the dead Mandalorian into the rushing rain, where he was engulfed by flood waters. The fight was only beginning.::

[Bralor]

*Bralor walked out with his hand on his sword hilt as he looked around and stretched as he kept his hand ready to pull out the sword in a split second as he stood there waiting for command*