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Post by Elifain on Dec 13, 2008 0:40:19 GMT -5
Totomo had only been on planet for a few days, and already he could tell he and his squad had worn out their welcome. It had started, when Totomo was on hunting duty, when he heard a sound back towards base. He arived in time to hear one say, "So, you won't join in our peace?", and a soldier spit at the mans foot. He stood in horror, as one of the farmers put a bullet between his CO's head, and his comrads, before seeming to notice him.
He had run straight back towards one of the other farms, only to find the farmers had been ready for them. Battle droids from the farm opened fire on him the second he had entered the area, and he had been forced to take them out.
Totomo now sat in a narrow gully, filled about half way up with water, and listened as a group of farmers walked above him, none talking, but definatelly searching for him. He silently slid out, after they passed, and ran for the nearby trees.
As he reached the tree=line, he pulled out his com device, and called, Dropship bogie 1, dropship bogie 1, this is Sabre 3, we have hostiles all on this planet. Sabre team eliminated, repeat sabre team eliminater. Request Imediate reinforcements. Somethings not right here, these farmers was feeding us one day, and killing us the next. over!
He broke off the com, in time to see the three farmers turn, aparently hearing his voice. He unshouldered his blaster rifle, and sprayed off a few rounds into the farmers, dropping them down in a quick blast.
ON THE DOUBLE!!! He yelled, as he started running again, full out to the east.
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Post by Elifain on Dec 13, 2008 1:03:30 GMT -5
He trusted that the com officer onboard the corvette, Two for flinching would get the message off, and was glad when a voice replied, Roger sabre 3, message is away. Hold on, we are in orbit, monitoring..... suddenly, there was nothing but static. Totomo looked up, in time to see the remains of an explosion in space. He stared helplessly, as the remains of his only hope for now fell through the atmosphere, and burned up.
He quickly turned and continued his run, hoping to make it to the first sign of someone who had not lost their mind.
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Post by Elifain on Dec 13, 2008 1:28:51 GMT -5
Totomo only ran a kilometer, before he colapsed to the ground, and threw up. Part of him was discusted that these people they had come to defend had just killed two of his closest friends, the other part wanted revenge.
In the end, he took the lower route, found a small brush, and set up camp, making sure to have a controlled fire, out in the open, while he sat in a tree waiting for any of his persuers to show their faces, and get blasted to oblivion.
He didn't have to wait long. His fire drew a small group like maggots to a corpse. He unslung his Verp, and took aim for the farthest one, just so if they ran, he wouldn't miss the rest. He fired, and the mans head exploded into a fountain of blood. He turned, and fired at the second, third, and forth people, shooting them right between the eyes, and blowing them out of the world.
He smirked, as he watched the last fall and die, before climbing down, cleaning up, and running off again, some of his vengence played out, the rest not wanting to be in an obvious position.
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Post by Elifain on Dec 13, 2008 1:58:38 GMT -5
Elifain finally found an area where he knew the kath hounds, and other assorted wildlife wouldn't get him, and the farmers wouldn't find him. He quickly made a small fire, behind bushes on eather side, just so nothing would take notice of him, and lay down near it, hoping to get a few hours of uninterupted sleep, before anything worse happened. He didn't sleep long, but what little he had gotten made up for the 3 days of running, stopping only for water, and a bite of food, while keeping his head down enough to not get it blown off.
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Post by Elifain on Dec 13, 2008 19:38:16 GMT -5
A few hours later, still while it was dark, Elifain was woken by an alarm clock he had set to his helmet. It beeped loudly in his ear, but was silent to all the rest of the world. He sat up, and noticed the fire was still burning, alby lowly, and quickly fed it with some sticks that he had gathered a while before. He quickly devoured an MRE, and guzzle down a drink from his canteen. As he finished, he stuffed what remained of the branches in his backpack, and shouldered his blaster-rifle, while his sniper was slung over his shoulder. He set up a randomized beacon that most Republic officers would recieve as S.O.S. The machine was set to shut off in 12 hours. He started to move on.
He headed primarilly towards the west, and a republic garison that had been started a few years ago, after the destruction of the jedi temple here, but doubted that he would find anyone there. At the very least, he could find some supplies there, and hole up until reinforcements arived. He had about another three days of marching to go, he saw, before he would even reach the area, and that was three days of dodging enemy patrols.
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Post by Elifain on Dec 13, 2008 19:47:35 GMT -5
On the second day after the beacon, he started to notice that the farmers he was dodging became more heavily armed than they had been in the begining. He had stopped for an early breakfast, and durring which, a group of ten farmers had snuck up on him, opening fire on sight. He had barelly ducked behind a fallen tree, and had popped up, to squeeze off a few rounds, taking one of the farmers in the chest. The rest had taken cover, and popped up again to try to hit him. On his way down, he took a blast to the shoulder, and had fallen to his back, barelly in time to save the shot that would have hit him in the head. He started crawling towards the end of the log, with his pistol drawn, as he had discarded his rifle.
Once he got to the edge, he opened fire from the ground level, and took out another two farmers, and leveling a grenade into their position to finish off the rest. As soon as he patched himself up, and sling his rifle, his arm still to weak to hold the rifle up, He had walked up to the area the farmers had held, and found them all using republic battle rifles.
What the hell is going on here? Did they take out the garison already? He thought, and sprayed somemore bacta on the blaster wound, before starting a sprint towards the garison, hoping his guess was wrong.
That night, as the sun set, he noticed the lights that was the Republic garison. Instead of heading towards it, he climbed a tree, lay down, and fell asleep.
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