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Green Squadron

Reborn as Humans, these A-Wing starfighters have one hell of a mission.... decode a encrypted Kyber Crystal

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Princess Awinita

Description

Green Squadron consists of nine A-Wing Starfighters that had been destroyed during the infamous Battle of Endor in 6 ABY. Each fighter when slain had only their model number recovered from the battlefield before it too diappeared.

Reborn on their homeworld as human women within the assembly line on Dantooine. This nine woman squadromn has a mission unlike anything they have ever faced before.

Transport and decode an Encrypted Kyber CrystalShould they succeed in this task, they will survive Endor to face the First Order.

GREEN SQUADRON MEMBERS

Aliyah - Green Leader: A-Wing model number 22717804; For a two year period, Aliyah was a Hangar Queen, stuck in the hangar of the Mon Calamari cruiser Home One for two years and almost constantly scavanged for parts before her pilot spotted her at the urging of Green Two. Within three weeks Aliyah was flight worthy and taken from the hangar on many hundreds of missions. Prior to the Battle of Endor Aliyah was required with her pilot to transport a encrypted Kyber Crystal. Aliyah was destroyed when her pilot sacrificed them both as they plowed dead into the bridge of the Super Star Destroyer Executer. Aliyah's model number plauqe was discovered among the wreckage of the second Death Star and was shortly found to be missing when she was reborn

Weapons and skills Born Leader. Weapons loadout includes a standard issue set of two DC7 repeating blaster carbines. a bo staff weapon for close quaters combat, and a standard holdout blaster pistol for backup requirements. Aliyah is looked to for the guidance of the group as the squad leader, her pilot was the same way. Her homeworld is Dantooine in the Yahilah A-Wing Assembly Plant overseen by Kuat Drive Yards one year prior t othe outbreak of the Clone Wars

Aliyah primarily dresses in close fitting clothing with green somewhere on the outfit. In her a-Wing form her primary color was silver with a shot of green. She was the fastest fighter int he fleet, even outpacing the Falcon. Aliyah is a basic footsoldier when it comes to skills outside being a leader however. the mission of transporting the encrypted kyber crystal was entrusted to her and her pilot therefore giving her the role of leader is a can do situation. Aliyah was present at the battle of Geonosis, as well as the Battle of Tanaab. However she did not take part in the latter battle due to time constraints.

In her former form of a A-Wing, Aliyah was fast and dependable for a fighter, allowing her pilot, known to all as Green Leader, to take on very hard roles and execute lightning fast strikes against Imperial ships. Aliyah like all A-Wings had an option to either have photon torpedos as a secondary weapon, or a pair of twin linked concussion missle launchers

Fariah - Green Two A-Wing model number: 289237839; Like Aliyah, Fariah was destroyed at the battle of Endor when her pilot was clipped by strafting fire when the bridge shields were disabled on the Executer super star destroyer. Fariah's pilot was Aliyahs pilots most trusted and best friend so it was only fitting she became Green Two. When her pilot spotted Aliyah amid the hangar as a Hangar queen Fariahs pilot pointed out the unhappy A-Wing, and within three weeks managed to get the A-Wing ready to fly for various missions.

Fariah was present at the battle of Geonosis, the battle of Coruscant, and the battle of Endor, she also saw the most action of her flight time with her pilot of Green Two during the battle of Hoth, as well as very briefly ,the battle of Cloud City at Bespin. By chance alone she strayed too close to the Jedi Temple and w3as forced to kand there for a three day lay over due to her pilot having a bad illness caused by the Coruscant air at the time

Fariah is trained with most weaponry types yet sticks to the basic infantry loadouyt for an A-Wing, twin DC7 Blaster carbines are kept on her back, only in the place of a extensible Bo staff like Aliyah, Fariyah has figured out how to control up to four different but identical designed swords apparently for herself. Unlike any of the others, Fariah is am aster at melee combat due to her arms splitting along the limbs into a second pair of hands. Because of this uniquie element to her biology Fariah is also the strongest of the squadron, but she isnt a tank by any means, fast and dependable, Fariah can get the job done when required.

As an A-Wing Fariah was known as Green Two, her wedge shaped body was designed identical to Aliyah and the rest of Green Squadron with notable differences, whereas the other A-Wings only had a single pair of engines, Fariyah had a second set of engines closer to her hyperdrive for faster power through hyperspace. When traveling through hyperspace, Fariah is second only to the Falcon directly.

Aliyah has come to rely on Fariah as much as her own pilot trusted and relied upon Green Two before thre squadron was reborn. Fariah is the third oldest of the bunch with Aliyah as the oldest and Jadwa as the youngest. Of them all, Fariah has taken it upon herself to keep Jadwa under control, or at least some sembelence of it at the very least.

As an A-Wing, Fariah's weapons load out was primarily a pair of linked turbolasers, with her fgreater structural strength Fariah was able to have four total laser cannons thanks to her enhanced structure and four engines.

Jadwa - Green Three; A-Wing model number: 996794294
Nox - Green Four; A-Wing model number: 544403777 sniper
Laila - Green Five; A-Wing model number: 502766901 antitransport
Iman - Green Six; A-Wing model number: 352223325 heavy weapons
Sephy - Green Seven; A-Wing model number: 528556228 antitransport
Salimah - Green Eight; A-Wing model number: 829671356 advance scout/main infantry
Khima - Green Nine; A-Wing model number: 246802897 Grenadier/heavy weapons

So begins...

Green Squadron's Story

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Space was a vast thing, and Hyperspace made it feel smaller. Three figures, tiny specs of light when viewed until they got closer were seen in the night sky. Or if it was nighttime they'd be seen as shooting stars, but because it was daylight at the time, nobody on the planet had any clue what was coming

In this case, who was coming.

For all accountsz the three women had indeed received the notice to try and land somewhere offical and neatly. If it wasnt for the space junk, the massive hulked ork cruiser just drifting lifeless in space however gained a very brief visitor. Bits and pieces of space junk flew everywhere as the tourquise dressed woiman collidied and pinballed through the hulked vessel. Smashing through bulkheads and down hallways madly, losing any form of any control she had in her landing direction.

Out of control entirely Khima spat from the hulked space junked vessel in orbit and fell towards the planet. After all that pinballing she had no control, and was in extreme pain. Blacking out as she hit the atmosphere, the shields the poor woman had frying almost seconds after entry turned her into a massive fireball as she barreled for the fountain plaza

Outside the city proper two women lightly landed on the ground. Both women were well off it seemed and unharmed, Aliyah looked around, "Where is Khima ?" She asked in binary to her 'sister', their youngest squadron member, Jadwa shrugged Aliyah looked around carefully but her attention was briefly taken by Jadwa who gave off a startled, yet worried chirp of surprise and pointed

Aliyah looked up in time to see Khima, in all her fireball naked glory, disappear over the city buildings. A few seconds passed and Aliyah's worst fear was realised "Khima!!" Aliyah shrieked in Binary again and both women darted for the city edge only to get stopped as they neared a gate. They didnt know where they were or why they were there other then suddenly one second they were in Hyperspace, the next, falling towards the planet surface.

When Khima landed she took out the fountain in a centeral street plaza location of the city with such force the thing went off like a small bomb had gone off inside it. The water was burnt away and the fountain destroyed as Khima laid in the remains of the fountain, a broken heap of a rather beautiful woman, long black hair framed a gentle face. Bright green eyes stared at seemingly nothing as the woman was in shock at the time as she laid in the ruins, a small crater had formed in her landing and broken water pipes began spraying water. soaking the naked woman and plastering her hair to her skin.

Khima was in shock, and just as much as the courious folk now starting to gather around her form, there came the sickly sweet scent of.... high grade industrial motor oil. Stuff only the military could have access to! What was this woman ? Where had she come from ?

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Character Portrait: Jakob Character Portrait: Green Squadron

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He was on Ruula for a very simple reason, given such a foreign creature’s background. With his bulky outer armour left in his base off-world, the android wore white dress pants with a matching vest. Over top of that, a recently cleaned traveller’s trench coat, to ward the elements away from the somewhat jazzy outfit. Slung around his shoulder was a sealed guitar case, an acoustic, specifically, and one he took very good care of.

Jakob kept a map of Luminose City, as well as an address, in the corner of his heads-up display. He was on his way to a gig. As a self-styled professional, he made sure to arrive at least two hours before he was actually needed, in case of any possible emergency. Any possible emergency, such as an unidentified object tumbling from space before crashing into the fountain plaza- near the android’s current position.

While he brought the bare-minimum of personal defence- his plasma pistol- he always kept a repair kit and a medkit stored within his exoskeleton storage at all times. While he was able to ignore his directives, Jakob had yet to follow up on such an action.

A crowd had formed already as the android arrived. Jakob stepped through the crowd, weaving between onlookers, who moved aside seemingly automatically in the face of the straight-backed android who unwittingly held an air of authority, despite technically having none on Ruula.

As he got a look at the subject that had crashed, the android paused for a moment. He then slipped the guitar case off, and pulled off his trench coat. He stepped forward and held the coat out for the woman.

“Are you hurt?” came the typical question. Jakob ignored the onlookers; they were civilians, and none appear to pose an immediate threat. Nor did they appear to do anything to further escalate the situation. His face- normal save for the mechanisms that replaced his eyes- showed no sign of malice or joy. Only as much concern as a face with no readable eyes could display. Jakob had developed his vocabulary for body language more since he was last active. "Motor oil..." He'd note, "I see..."

Should she take the coat, Jakob would straighten his stance and look to the sky where the woman had dropped in from. "There is significant collateral damage," He would then turn back, "This is not a suitable location for repairs. Are you able to walk?"

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Character Portrait: Jakob Character Portrait: Ahriman Character Portrait: Green Squadron Character Portrait: Malva Character Portrait: Siebold

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Several more Trainers would surround the crash site, all pondering about what had occurred. Among them, one Trainer cleared them aside to make a path for himself. He was still dressed in his chef's outfit, his blond hair also impeccable, but he approached firsthand.

Out of the way, all of you. Keep a safe distance from the impact point.


The man brandished a Poke Ball and sent out a Starmie that proceeded to help create a patrol space, ensuring that the crowd was kept a distance away. Around this time, a woman arrived with a camera crew in tow as well. Her pink hair was in twin braids, and her orange glasses were peculiar in style.

And would you look at that! We're live on the scene of an incredible impact in the center of Lumiose City! We'll take you in for a closer look at the mysterious situation!


Somehow, she seemed to have some sass, or bite, to her tone. Nonetheless, she smiled as she saw the Starmie, and the man to whom it belonged. Once off mic and camera, she approached him.

Siebold! How nice of you to make it here. You work hard.


The man adjusted his outfit and nodded, serious as ever.

Yes, Malva. Some of us enjoy what we do. Now, regarding this situation, I've sent someone to speak to Clemont. Rachel is also en route.


Malva nodded.

Wonderful, Siebold! I'll see if I can get an interview with that man tending to the impact zone.


Malva would go with her camera crew to get a closer look as she approached Jakob.

Sir, we'll ask you to back a bit away from the... person who fell here! Oh my goodness! Well, I suppose I should ask you what you saw. Care to tell everyone at home what you witnessed as we get medical personnel on the scene?


In the shadows, a pair of gleaming eyes observed the situation, avoiding Siebold's Starmie, and it's careful patrol as medical crews began to arrive.

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Character Portrait: Jakob Character Portrait: Ahriman Character Portrait: Green Squadron

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Fortunately for Khima, who couldnt even hope to reply toi Jakobs question, he'd covered her with his trenchcoat nicely. Even then her hair did the rest. Khima herself was in shock, and soon the scent of motor oil could be scented by pretty much everything, but it was a certain type of motor oil in question. extremely expensive military grade motor oil was in this womans bloodstream. Stuff that only starships and starfighters could use without burning out their energy cores.

Two other women at the edge of the city were hampered briefly before one of them managed to translate rthe words of the guard into basic to at least communicate with the guy that they wanted to go to the city to the impact zone where their sister was. It took a bit of doing but eventually they got through and headed into the city, using Khimas smoke trail as their compass they soon arrived at the plaza

"Khima is in there ?" Jadwa asked pointing to the sudden throng of people surrounding a obliterated fountain plaza

"I think so, wait, you smell that ?" Aliyah replied, the black dressed woman and green dressed woman took a strong snifgf "Khima might be injured, if I am smelling her last oil bath frokm this far... "

Jadwa smirked "Relax Green Leader, relax, I smell something tinny too nearby, like a Droid or something, maybe they could help Khima ?" Aliyah traded looks briefly with Jadwa's manner of thinking, of course Jadwa was worried about their sister. Shye too smelled the droidlike smell.. Finally Aliyah nodded and allowed Jadwa to try and contact the tinny smell, in this case Jakob vy wireless, of course trust Jadwa to forget entirely that her comms were fucked to begin with it only gave Jakob some garbled feedback with the question, though trusting he had inrternal comm scrubbing ability he could easily make it out "Hi, Green 3 here, is Green 9 OK?"

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Character Portrait: Jakob Character Portrait: Ahriman Character Portrait: Green Squadron Character Portrait: Malva Character Portrait: Siebold

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In truth, the android paused for only a moment. Something whirred behind his “eyes” as he performed a quick read of the woman's face in front of him. “No response… conscious, but no recognition. In shock?” It was then that the android flung the trenchcoat around the woman, regardless of consent.

Immediately after that action, his motion tracker pinged, indicating someone was approaching. Multiple blips, to be specific, led by a person calling after him. The first thing Jakob noticed was the tell-tale signature of an approaching news camera.

“Are you local law enforcement?” Jakob asked the lady who approached with a metal-toned voice, clear and concise, like a soldier. He did not speak unkindly, but he did stand between the news crew and the mysterious woman as if he didn't trust them. The android wasn’t as familiar with Ruulan uniforms, but Malva didn’t appear to be dressed like a police officer. “If not, I must recommend you maintain your distance in case of foreign contamination.” Jakob held up a hand, but kept his distance from the reporter. After all, the machine woman who came crashing down came crashing down from space. Who knew what microbes latched on during space travel amongst the dust and stars? Jakob, being a machine, was not susceptible to such microbes, but he wasn't entirely knowledgable of the typical Ruulan immune system.

“As far as I can tell, this woman has an advanced cybernetic physiology. It would explain how she could survive a crash landing from space.” Jakob added in response to the news woman’s question. “Anything outside of that, I cannot say with certainty at this time. I will need to perform a full diagnostic.”

When the medics proper arrive, Jakob would not hesitate to inform them of his analysis. However, it was at that point where he started picking up some sort of static on unencrypted COMM channels. The android glanced around, unable to find the source. The audio was heavily garbled, likely due to a combination of factors, but especially the presence of so many radios within downtown Luminose.

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Character Portrait: Jakob Character Portrait: Terrance Verton Character Portrait: Ahriman Character Portrait: Green Squadron Character Portrait: Malva Character Portrait: Siebold

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"What the hell? That wasn't an ordinary explosion...that felt more like an impact. Best stay back and let them handle this until things start exploding..." A man looked down from his luxurious hotel window at the commotion...and got the best view in the house in more ways than one.

"Guess I'd better get dressed anyway. All the years I've been doing this, whenever something falls down from space, it's either bad in itself or it releases something that is. And holy shit, that redhead...I'd love to get HER number sometime." Grunting, a young, well muscled Terran man started putting on his advanced suit of armor. Far more refined than the Expansion Suit, built for the rigors of defending Wing City and all the horrors that that implied. This was the Andee suit. And he was a TETRS agent, codename Vandal. Any threat to Ruula was a threat to Terra by proxy due to the existence of a rumored portal. There had to be one...otherwise, how the hell did he get here? And thus was the explosives expert roused into action.

"Good thing about getting to take my suit out here...I get my full arsenal, not just the mini boomers I carry with me for emergencies like that last time."

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Character Portrait: Jakob Character Portrait: Terrance Verton Character Portrait: Ahriman Character Portrait: Green Squadron Character Portrait: Malva Character Portrait: Siebold

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It was here, suddenly, that a large figure stepped out of the shadows. In a full reveal, a large and imposing fox-like creature stepped into the open, dark in color, and clearly blended together with all sorts of mechanical parts. Having caught the attention of some trainers on the skirts of the scene, the creature stepped forward, slowly but surely making its way past the crowd.

Noticing it, the Starmie flew low and proceeded to block its path before being swatted aside with a swipe of claws delivered with great speed, the Starmie itself flying into a trainer standing nearby as both he and the Starmie crashed into the outer wall of a building nearby, a cafe.

In...my way. Get out of my way! I have unfinished business with you all.


As some of the other trainers in the are began stepping aside, Siebold and Malva both dropped what they were doing, even before they could respond to Jakob, and both retrieved Poke Balls.

Well our business here isn't finished. Now your rude interruption makes me so mad, I could just burn you up! Though if you really want to interfere here, you are welcome to battle us!


As my colleague has stated, we cannot allow you to continue unimpeded into this area. Stand back now before we must move you ourselves.


The fox-like creature smirked. The metallic croak in its already low and evil voice only made it scarier somehow.

I will not be leaving here without a trophy of my efforts. Anything less would not be worth this trip! I will see all of you torn apart! I cannot stand idly by and watch more of you go about your sick and pathetic lives! I'll be taking the girl since I lack for proper entertainment these days, and it is clear all of you feel she is important to a large degree. What suffering it will cause then if I take her from you all!


The fox-like creature seemed ready to make a run for Khima.