Darth glanced around. No friendlies anywhere near him, and he was now a shining target because he had killed their leader.
"Darnit" he mumbled.
He dove behind a chunk of rubble as projectiles slammed into it from all points of the compass.
"Too close" he muttered.
He quickly removed the datapad from his belt and keyed in a sequence of letters and numbers.
"Hope they get here in time." he whispered as a particularily large fireball skimmed the rubble and ignited a downed Omikron beyond.
"They've almost got me" he decided. "Better move before I'm rejoining Kate in the afterlife."
Making up his mind, Darth looked up and spotted what he needed: a flying transport of enemy troops. Concentrating, he leapt up and caught onto a bracket on the bottom of it. Climbing handgrip by handgrip, he reached the open door. Grasping the edge with both hands, he heaved himself up into it. Approximately .4 seconds later an arm tried to shove him back out. Grabbing the arm he pulled, launching the skeleton into the air.
He then proceeded to demolish the rest piecemeal, since they couldn't use their bows due to the cramped space. Darth opened the cockpit door and stabbed the pilot through the back of the neck, and threw the body out.
Seating himself at the controls, he swiftly flew it behind their own lines and landed it. He raced towards the point where their line was failing. He reached it just as yet another wave of troops pushed against it. They would have overwhelmed them, the survivors said, except a 'tall black human demon' went on a rampage and slaughtered almost all of them.
"Captain" Darth addressed the leader. "Where is the queen? Where do you need help the most?"
"Darnit" he mumbled.
He dove behind a chunk of rubble as projectiles slammed into it from all points of the compass.
"Too close" he muttered.
He quickly removed the datapad from his belt and keyed in a sequence of letters and numbers.
"Hope they get here in time." he whispered as a particularily large fireball skimmed the rubble and ignited a downed Omikron beyond.
"They've almost got me" he decided. "Better move before I'm rejoining Kate in the afterlife."
Making up his mind, Darth looked up and spotted what he needed: a flying transport of enemy troops. Concentrating, he leapt up and caught onto a bracket on the bottom of it. Climbing handgrip by handgrip, he reached the open door. Grasping the edge with both hands, he heaved himself up into it. Approximately .4 seconds later an arm tried to shove him back out. Grabbing the arm he pulled, launching the skeleton into the air.
He then proceeded to demolish the rest piecemeal, since they couldn't use their bows due to the cramped space. Darth opened the cockpit door and stabbed the pilot through the back of the neck, and threw the body out.
Seating himself at the controls, he swiftly flew it behind their own lines and landed it. He raced towards the point where their line was failing. He reached it just as yet another wave of troops pushed against it. They would have overwhelmed them, the survivors said, except a 'tall black human demon' went on a rampage and slaughtered almost all of them.
"Captain" Darth addressed the leader. "Where is the queen? Where do you need help the most?"
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