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[Battle of Orinda] Prelude: Powder Keg

by DarkForce » 26 Jun 2014, 18:22

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For detailed information on this roleplaying thread, please refer to the OOC discussion found here. It contains all pertinent information about the situation, background, terrain and participants.


Prelude: Powder Keg


Late 12ABY
Along the Entralla Trade Route
Orinda / Mid-Rim: Irishi Sector
Near Kenari City, Emerald Gorge Province
Currently Under Imperial Occupation


War. Everyone has words about war. War is hell, they say. War is murder. War is necessary. War is foolish. War is good for business. For the Orindans, war is simply known as nothing new.

Whenever the galaxy finds itself embroiled in a new conflict, Orinda is inevitably surrounded by warships. Being situated along a popular trade route in the galactic north, it's practically inescapable. Ships pour in with nanochips, alloys, spirits and tourists, and they come out carrying things like delicacies, fine woods, textiles and stories about surly customs agents and the powdered sugar they forgot to wipe from their collar.

Then comes the war, the flashes in the sky and the burning wreckage that creates an impromptu meteor shower. The battleships enter their lazy geosynchronous orbit, disgorging troops and supplies and admirals in their finely pressed uniforms (lacking powdered sugar on their collars).

They knock on the Prime Minister's door. He waits a moment before opening it, taking a few precious seconds to roll his eyes at the cosmic misfortune of his planet and people before pulling the muscles in his face into a strained smile.

"Gentlemen..." he begins.

"Prime Minister!" they interrupt, "Our sworn enemies are shipping goods and supplies through your planet! We're here to stop them! For truth and justice!"

"Welcome," he says to this newest cadre of invaders, "Just -- tell your men to wipe their feet when they land..."

Some Admirals respect the planet and its people. They protect it and hinder trade very little. Others use the planet for target practice. They kill civilians and destroy industrial developments and farms for even the slightest misunderstanding.

Over time, the people of Orinda grew tired of supporting one side over another. Instead they've come to value their own safety over that of the galaxy at large. If staying neutral is not an option, they surmised, keeping out of harms way by adapting to their circumstances no matter how often or how drastically they change seemed the most prudent option. As a result, the population of Orinda is widely regarded as neutral, and most invaders have reported being fond of their hospitality and frank opinions.

Ironically, this attitude of going with the flow infiltrated Orindan society so well that the planet is now renowned for its laid back atmosphere. As a result, Orinda has a booming tourism industry and exports highly sought after luxury goods -- when not being blockaded by an invading force, that is.

For these reasons, Orinda was neither surprised nor fazed by the Empire's arrival or the New Republic's retreat. When Pellaeon landed in his gleaming shuttle and brought his advisers and his bushy mustache into the capitol building, the Prime Minister smiled a tight, familiar smile.

"Gentlemen..." he began.


The northern province of Emerald Gorge is home to Kenari City, the seat of Orinda's government and home to its largest spaceport. Surrounded on three sides by mountain ranges and on a fourth by an idyllic coastline, it is what many describe as geographically cozy and militarily defensible. It is also home to an array of planetary defenses, including a theater shield, and orbital defense ion and turbolaser cannons, all of which are currently under the protection of the Imperial army.

The Imperial invasion has done little to upset the Orindan way of life, thanks in part to their attitude towards power shifts, and also because Pellaeon wants the planet and its assets intact. The happier its population stays, the better the Empire looks to the galaxy as a whole. That's not what he said to the Prime Minister, of course, but nonetheless -- he wanted a clean, uneventful operation.

But as the Mid-Rim counter-attack by the New Republic progresses, it seems unlikely that Orinda will escape the battle unscathed. Even now, as the Imperial army group near Kenari City entrenches their defensive positions around the shield generators and orbital cannons, a New Republic strike force is on the outskirts of the system, looking for a way to make a clandestine planet-fall.

Meanwhile, inside Kenari City, a deadly game of hide-and-seek is taking place between agents of CorSec and Hutt operatives, both stuck on Orinda since the start of the blockade nearly a month ago.

This is the story of how it all blew up in their faces:
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Re: [Battle of Orinda] Prelude: Powder Keg

by Loki » 26 Jun 2014, 18:44

As Aquilius Velius Loki left the Prime Ministers Office, he took a few minutes to watch the troops dig in outside the city. From the top of the stairs of the Government Building he could see a huge part of the capital and its outskirts.

He thought about how he got here and how little it mattered now that he was stuck here on Orinda. As he signed up for the job as Envoy of the Empire he imagined it to be a quite job, far away from the thunder of guns. He soon came to realise how wrong he was back in the days. Stationed on the planet to ensure the cooperation of the regional government, Loki knew the dark shadows rising on the horizon.

"Frontline....again. he said more to himself than to his guards. Let us head back to the Command Post and see, if there are any new developments that might get us out of this mess, gentleman.

He tried to fake a smile, as if this two troopers at his side would care.

As they arrived at the Command Post it seemed like a hornets´ nest. Troopers setting up their entrenchments, officers quietly organizing the chaos with precision and in the midst of all this lay the command bunker. Loki decided to travel the rest by foot to get some fresh air and maybe speak to some of the soldiers before entering the bunker.

"Thank you for your service, gentleman. You are dismissed. I think there are enough troopers around here if I will need one.", he said to his guards. Than he approached the trenches, this viper leaving it´s trail across this planets surface.
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Re: [Battle of Orinda] Prelude: Powder Keg

by Technogeist » 26 Jun 2014, 19:47

Once, Birel Lampard had hoped to be stationed in a remote garrison, far from any reason to level a blaster at anything. His hopes for the year shattered, he now contemplated whether the ditch he was currently digging was going to see use in the coming week, having drastically reduced his hopes for not being shot at. As he dug, he watched in his mind's eye as blaster fire drilled into the edge of the ditch and explosions threw additional dirt right back in to it.

Several minutes later he stood up and scanned his surroundings for any of his comrades in arms heading towards him with something edible. Out of luck and out of breath, he stumbled out of his hole in the ground towards his speeder bike, grabbing his headgear from the seat and putting it on. He sighed audibly to himself, and a few moments later he was, very noisily, heading back to his assigned station at a blinding speed.
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Re: [Battle of Orinda] Prelude: Powder Keg

by Waren_Xim » 27 Jun 2014, 02:05

CSS.Protector command office:

Master Xim?

What is it TC-14 (Protocol Droid)?

You have a priority communication request for CorSec patrol unit 14 (CP-14). They are stuck on Orinda, due to the current conflict within the system.

Why are the calling me? I'm not in their chain of command.

Sir, they were directed to contact you due to your status as CorSec's Rapid Response Force thus they are under your direction.
CorSec HQ must still be short handed if they are calling me since we are only on call for CorSec until they get their Rapid Response Force built. Put them through.

Patrol Officer Gravel reporting in, Sir.

We and Special Investigations Unit 7 (CSI-7) are stuck on Orinda as the Imperial occupation force has blocked all non-military for "Safety of flight through contested space" reasons. The local authorities have been cooperating with our work but are unable to provide much support given the current situation. So what are our orders?

Corellia is neutral as far as the Imperial/Republic conflict is concerned so CP-14 and CSI-7 are to stay neutral and should focus on working with the Orinda authorities to identify any Hutt/Pirate activity. With all the trade through the system the Hutts are bound to have a hand in something there and building good relations with Orinda is important to the Protectorate. Report back if you find anything or if you need anything.

LCDR Waren Xim out.

TC-14, check my private droid sales database to see if I have any contacts on Orinda.

Destructo (Custom Probot), Check the military intelligence feeds on the military activity around Orinda and give me a report in an hour.
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Re: [Battle of Orinda] Prelude: Powder Keg

by Rogue » 27 Jun 2014, 03:25

Corporal Hank stood atop one of the walls of Imperial Garrison, looking out over the forest that was placed near it. Observing his surroundings garnered him minor thoughts - birds chirping, the occasional hum from an engine, the chatter of the Storm-troopers performing their training drills - he did his best to keep his mind from the pre-battle paranoia that somehow always accompanied war.

"You prefer not to fight with your helmet, Corporal?" Voiced a newer Storm trooper who had only been in two previous operations, smaller incursions against pirates, not the force of the New Republic.

Hank shuffled back a couple of steps and pointed to his helmet, resting on a table next to some communications equipment.

"No no, I prefer it. Especially when Flashbangs come - these sturdy, pieces of plastoid can take most of the hit. They only leave you impaired for half of the time if you weren't wearing one, generally."

The Trooper just nodded and sighed. "The Rebels, are they strong? Do they come at us with everything? I guess they're not just, backwater pirates..."

Hank nodded in reply. "Aye, they are smart. The Republic have a lot of intelligent strategists, they've come at us at ways that we've never thought of before. Nothing like your backwater pirates."

There was a moments silence before the Private spoke. "There was one pirate that I encountered. He, let me live. It was strange - a black helmet with red trim as vibrant as a deep ruby... And the skull on the top of the helmet was ... Chilling - scarier than a rancor. During the Op I heard someone on the other side mutter his name - 'Soze will come for you'. You never know what it's like until the blaster is pointed at your head."

Soze? I've heard of that pirate before... Skillful, but not immortal. Hank turned his head towards the Private and put an end to the conversation.

"Regardless, Soze won't be here. When the time comes, keep your mind calm and focused, and just line up the shots. Communicate with your squad, work as a team - and you'll be fine."

"Is that how it played out on the Rebel Star?"

Hank narrowed his eyes towards the private and the private realized he pushed his boundaries too far.

"Apologies sir."

Hank just simply nodded and let the topic drop.

"That damned diplomat better not run into any trouble."
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Re: [Battle of Orinda] Prelude: Powder Keg

by Sparta » 27 Jun 2014, 07:55

The display shifted across the cityscape. Everything was relatively calm. Well, as calm as one could expect given the situation. Damn cities are always as calm as a hive of hornets. He grunted. He knew it was important to move along quietly. Move too quickly, and you will garner the attention of the locals. Don't move too slowly, or you will gain the attention of the locals. He shook his head very slightly as he scanned.

"So, what do you see?" a voice muttered in his ear. He turned from the macrobinocular display to regard the grinning idiot beside him.

"Nothing yet, sir." he breathed through his nose, trying to stifle a sigh. The man had always annoyed him. Zhivko has always been to hyper for his own good. "We aren't that close to the target, sir. he stressed the last word, trying carefully to weigh his words out carefully. "I was just ensuring that the path was clear of any Imperial entanglements. This planet has been under Imperial," he paused, "jurisdiction for a while, hasn't it?" He waited for an affirmative nod before he continued. "So that doesn't preclude encountering Imperials."

His commanding officer clapped him on the shoulder a little too merrily, "We haven't seen any Imperials the whole time we have been in the city, Hartmut. I think we can breath just a little easier, for a little bit."

"Begging your pardon, sir" Hartmut lowered the macrobinoculars to stare at the man. "But can you assure me that all soldiers wear uniforms?" His eyes studied the officer. "Besides, its not as though the Imperials have always been known for being the most forthright of people. After all, its not like we didn't find a star destroyer below Coruscant, or anything. I am sure all their soldiers would be totally on the level."

The officer ground his teeth, glaring at his subordinate. "Keep your eyes peeled, Corporal Hartmut."

"Yes, Sergeant," he breathed. He watched as planetary security forces patrolled the streets. "Sir, where did Fireteam Bantha drop?"

The sergeant looked out at the cityscape sprawled before them, thinking. "They should be a few miles east of the target." His idiotic half-grin disappeared, as he studied the city. "They are supposed to rendezvous with us shortly before we hit the target." He was quiet, unusually quiet, for his usual self. "Keep watching, Corporal, for a few more minutes. Then we will start to make our move to the rendezvous, once we are sure it is clear." He sniffed, the sound a little wet, causing his subordinate to look up as the commanding officer rubbed at his eye.

Is he wiping away a tear?

"Are you okay, sir?" there was not hint of disgust or disrespect this time in his voice.

"Fine," Zhivko waved a hand, giving a half-hearted grin - a flash of his normal self. "Just keep an eye out Jalen." he turned away to check one of the packed bags which sat off to the side. Zhivko sorted through the equipment, obviously distracted.

That kind of a personal- Jalen shook his head. That isn't like the Sergeant. Not that he had known the man long. However, he could tell something was amiss. It will have to wait, though. He turned back to his task, giving the man a few moments to compose himself. Then, we will be on the move. He watched the people going about their lives in the city, a pang of conscience piercing his heart for what could shortly break out. Gods help us all.
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Re: [Battle of Orinda] Prelude: Powder Keg

by Loki » 27 Jun 2014, 17:37

As Aquilius entered the Command Bunker, Commander Relius was already waiting for him. He stood behind his command desk, several detailed holos of the defense lines in the citys outskirts on display.

" Envoy Loki, you´re late. " he said without looking up from the hologram. Loki folded his hands behind his back and replied with a calm voice, that sounded a bit colder than intended " Diplomacy needs time, Commander. And in this special case it needs a lot of time. The Orindans´ have their own way of handling our blockade but they are not particularly happy about it. "

" Fine! Whatever. Will they finally open the gates to the city for our troops? " Relius was visibly annoyed by the regional governments refusal to let imperial Troopers into the city.

" Unfortunatly they won´t, Commander. As I said, they have their own way of handling the situation. The Prime Minister was very clear about that matter. "

The Commander raised his head and took a deep breath. Loki didn´t envy the Commander for his task, although his was not much easier. " If the Prime Minister dosn´t understand the fact we need access to the city, than find someone who does. There are a ton of wholes in the defence already, and I do not have the troops to fill them. I really don´t need this city as another weak point. " Relius replied with a somewhat resigned sound in his voice. In the light the holograms shed he looked ten years older, although he was a rather young man for his rank.

All hopes for some sleep and a warm meal, that Loki had while returning to the garrison, melted away.

" Of course, Commander! But I could use an escort with a bit more experiance, this time. I know you need every man you have, but I fear that the mood of the locals is somewhat stressed at the moment. I do not want some Recruits on my side, firing their blasters on civilans that are a bit more vocal about their opinion. "

" Shure. Take Corporal Hank with you. He knows the Troopers and is somewhat controlled. He managed to get out of the " Rebel Star " alive, so he has some experiance with difficult situations. ", the Commander shifted his attention back to the battle plans.

" Thank you, Commander. " Loki said while adumbrating a bow. Loki left the Command Bunker and the light of the sun blinded him for a second, as the blast doors opened with a hiss. After a few minutes he found an Officer and seconds later that officer was on the way to inform Corporal Hank that he was going on a vacation from the trenches.
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Re: [Battle of Orinda] Prelude: Powder Keg

by Pathfinder » 27 Jun 2014, 17:53

Thew's luck couldn't get any worse. That was what he hoped anyway, but he knew that it wouldn't be the case. So much had happened on Orinda already that he would be genuinely surprised if things didn't get worse by the end. Three months ago, when he arrived on the planet, he had the assurances of the Ccalras Corporation that this would be an easy job. All he had to do was find a pressure point in the local government and exploit it to force the Orindan government to allow the Shattered Descent PMC onto the surface and grant them a license to operate. That certainly didn't go as planned: the people here had a way of rolling with the punches, as it were, and he couldn't find any serious enough weaknesses to exploit in the government. Whether he could pressure them or not was inconsequential, though; the heavier equipment would arrive when it was scheduled, he would just need to figure out how to get it planet-side without government 'support.'

Except, it didn't arrive.

Imperial ships were hanging in orbit overhead and no traffic was permitted to enter or leave. This was particularly troublesome for Thew, barely a dozen Shattered Descent soldiers had made land-fall before the blockade. Whats more, all of the assault weapons which they had brought with them had been seized by local customs and two of the soldiers were arrested for smuggling. In any case, it was better to only lose two than the whole contingent. With so much firepower around him, Thew wanted as many bodies between him and the blaster bolts when they started flying.

Thew needed to find work for his little group and fast. Money was starting to get tight and they would be living on the streets if they couldn't make ends meet. His budget for the year only accounted for his own needs, but now he had ten men to feed. No, not men: wookiees. At least that was what he thought of them, they were big and unpleasant to be around. Supposedly, these men would have been the local command group for the Company on the surface of Orinda. Thew couldn't see how, though. These men were nothing more than savage, weak-minded brutes who cared for nothing more than credits and killing. Thew understood now why the Ccalras Corporation sent him to deal with 'troubled assets,' if they left it to anyone else, the Corporation would lose money hand over fist supporting them.

As Thew looked out over the city, he knew it wouldn't be long before hostilities broke out over the planet. The Imperial garrison outside the city were entrenching themselves too deep, as if they were expecting a prolonged engagement. If that was the case, it would be wise to find a place to act as a shelter. Thew did not doubt that the Republic forces would bombard the planet if they got the opportunity and he wanted to be ready if that were the case. The irony of the situation overwhelmed Thew: if he didn't have a use for the equipment before, he certainly had one now.
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Re: [Battle of Orinda] Prelude: Powder Keg

by Rogueleeder » 27 Jun 2014, 20:17

Lieutenant Nejaa McGarrett paced up and down the formation of Spec Force soldiers assembled on the hanger deck before him. He raised his head as if addressing every man, “You men of the Wampa squad, are about to be thrown head first into one of the most difficult situations the New Republic has faced since Endor. Once you leave the Quasar Carrier Redoubt, you will make a landing at the designated zone on the dark side of Orinda.” He paused, reaching the end of the formation. He turned about and continued “ Once you land in the Emerald Gorge a few klicks way for Kenari City, you will set up a small outpost and await further orders. We launch in thirty, ready yourselves for battle. Dismissed!” The men saluted and yelled a rousing “OooRahh!” before hurrying off to their duties and boarding the Gamma-Class shuttles. Nejaa pulled out his datapad to check the details once again.

Assets for Orinda Assault:

~170 Special Forces Marines

10 Gamma Class Assault Shuttles

20 74-z Speeder Bikes



Satisfied, Nejaa headed towards the nearest shuttle amid the hums and whines of the starfighters launching, mentally preparing himself for the hell to come.
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Re: [Battle of Orinda] Prelude: Powder Keg

by Waren_Xim » 28 Jun 2014, 02:38

Aboard Corellian Patrol Ship 14:

Patrol Officer Gravel sat at the ships main computer terminal reviewing the supplies inventory. The Orinda authorities had been very gracious in allowing the CorSec units to purchase supplies through the local authority supply system. Both CorSec ships were stocked up with all they needed.

The distinct sound of metal footsteps turned his attention to the ships boarding ramp. Strolling up the ramp was the stocky Drall leader of the Corillian Special Investigation unit followed by a Xim model two Law Enforcment droid. The CSI unit had been equipped with two of the state-of-the-art droids. They had the latest and greatest investigative tech and are cleared to use lethal force, when necessary. The Imperial forces did not like the idea of the two well armed droids even though the Orinda authorities had placed a restraining bolt on each droid limiting them to nonlethal force. As the CorSec officers had been granted status as "Guest" of Orinda Law Enforcement, much to the annoyance of the Imperial forces, the CorSec units could act, with Orinda Law Enforcement, against any criminal activity.

Officer Gravel you have orders? the Drall ask.

Yes, I need your unit to go over to the Port Authority offices and go through their logs of ship activity for the last year or so. Look for any links to pirate groups and/or the Hutts.

Really? the Drall ask unhappily.

Yes, though your more important task is to make friends with the Orinda personnel.

To what end, the Drall stated in that not impressed manner that Gravel was all to familiar with.

Orinda is tired of both the Empire and the Republic meddling, much like many Corellians and Drall. We have an opportunity to nudge them into closer relations with Corellia. If things go well they may be willing to grant us a permanent outpost and joint law enforcement authority within the system. That would allow us to blunt Hutt influence and make further Hutt activity against Corellia more costly.

Very well, my unit will endeavor to make a good impression on our Orinda hosts; the Drall said in a happier tone.

As the Drall and his droid left Gravel turned his attention to figuring out what they would do if the CSI unit actually uncovered anything significant in the Port Authority logs.
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