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The Sargeant walked with her to the enterance, where outside, there was a squad of 11 men assembled in full Sandtrooper gear. Most of them carried blaster rifles with a side-arm attached to their belts, but a few carried different weapons-One carrying a couple of Thermal Detonators from his pouch, as well as the grenades forementioned, and had a Rail Charge Launcher equipped to his back. Another carried a Packered Mortar Gun-Obviously both of those men were different rank from the others. As the Sargeant appeared, they all stood at attention. "Alright boys, we're going after an old friend-Alexander Owllance," the sargeant said, gaining more then a few scoffs behind the helmets. "We're to escort this Knight to the hideout location that's been confirmed outside the Krayt Graveyard-We all know the score already, gentleman, so, let's mount up!" The others all saluted, shouting 'Yes Sir,' in unison, and then ran off towards the vehicle facility located on the base.

A bit later, they were all traveling into the distance on a Sandspeeder Barge. The Sargeant had his helmet on now, and was issuing orders through the com inside the helmet. They were almost to the Krayt Graveyard, having traveled for about Four Hours. As they neared their destination, the Sargeant made a hand signal, and the Barge began to slow down. "Alright men," He said through the outter com mic, "This is it-let's get ready. We're a half klick from the target."

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Meanwhile-

The Dunes were covered with Sand as the sun beat down on them relentlessly-but it was because of the sand, one mercenary was able to cover himself appropriatly with a tarp, reporting into his friend, "Well well, it went like clockwork-Still, I think that we should've at least let them take a ship or something-I mean, what's the point of you hacking into the Imperial Database on this planet only to show a Sandstorm developing two hours later than it really is supposed to?"

There was a pause, and then a crackly voice came over the mic, "Because I didn't want any of them to end up dying because of the ship crashing. Remember what I said, Alex-No killing. This is strictly a hit-and-run op."

Alex sighed, looking through the scope of his rifle at the Sand Troopers, "Roger that..."

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The Sargeant dismounted from the Barge, as well as all the rest of the soldiers save for one, who remained onboard to pilot their barge incase of a quick evac. The Sargeant's Outter Mic come came on, saying to Fina, "In a Cryoban Container on the deck, you'll find a few masks for sandglare and sandstorms-I'd suggest putting one of them on, Ma'am."

As Fina walked forward, a shot rang out from the distance-the blaster bolt landing near her feet.

"That'll be far enough," Someone called from the distance.

"Men, take covering positions around the Knight," The commander barked, and immediatly they fell into line infront of Fina, weapons at the ready.

"Well well," the voice called out, "Good to see you boys again-How long's it been, one, maybe two months?"

"Not long enough in my book, Owllance," The Sargeant shouted growlingly through the outter mic.

"Awww Actarn, and here I was beginning to think you'd missed me," Alex teased as he watched them through the scope.

"So," Alex shouted from the distance, his voice echoing off the dunes perfectly, "Whadda ya here for-And why's there a Jedi with you this time-Have you boys gotten tired of me playing with you?"

"This Knight is here on her own business-we are her escorts. Where is the Jedi who accompanies you," Actarn shouted through the Mic, nodding to Fina in response.

"Him? Eh, he's around here somewhere-But you boys have got bigger things to worry about."

"Oh?" Actarn replied, "And what might that be?" Suddenly, the winds started to slowly pick up-sand beginning to gently cloud the vision of the Dunes and the surrounding area.

"That." And as if on cue, the wind picked up furiously, sand flying everywhere as the forementioned sandstorm struck in all it's ferocity, clouding the scanners and the vision of the soldiers and the Knight. The troopers looked around as their commander shouted orders to them, but only Fina could see for a moment that the sand seemed to part, and a figure with a mask on began moving towards them-and then the figure vanished back into the sand.

That was a bad move-As soon as Fina had left the side of the troops, screams could be heard as blaster shots rang out. A green blade flowed through the sandstorm, slicing in half the weapons of the nearest trooper-a kick sending him flying into another. Then the blade disappeared, and the troops began firing into the sand aimlessly as their view was clouded. Loud scuffles could be heard over the howling wind, as blaster bolts were fired-and what sounded like electricity crackled through the air-But it wasn't coming from the force, it seemed...

"VINCE," Alex shouted into the com as he broke the helmet of a stormtrooper with his stunglove, "Go on, I got these guys-Don't worry, I won't kill them!" He dropped down as a blaster bolt went tearing past him, hitting one of the troopers behind him and knocking the helmet off, the trooper falling to the ground unconscious.

"Copy that," Vincent said into the mic behind his mask, shooting the visor of one of the Sandtrooper's helmets with his blaster pistol. He then vanished into the storm, keeping himself at a distance from the troops and the Jedi, wondering to himself WHY the imperials had come after him-but then, not really caring, as they were an enemy to him, and to his friend.

Vincent moved around towards the Jedi-Circling her, keeping his saber down until the moment he would strike. He didn't want her to expect his presence-he didn't like fights to carry on longer than they had to. He moved closer and closer, and suddenly, she was right infront of him-as he'd seen in his vision-The sand swirling around her. He crouched into stance, appearing infront of her, and lunged, igniting his saber as he sprung at her.

Tantis watched as Sven was dealing with these matters, he carried them out with years of experience. Something that Tantis highly respected him for. But for some reason Tantis felt unsure about this journey, he felt like they were heading into some type of trap either now or sometime in the neer future. "The force is always at work." He quoted to himself. I will have to keep close watch on things, untill I spring this trap.

As her blade was pushed away, Fina merely focused on the force to turn her blade around in her hand, swinging it in an arc to come up on the gun as it was drawn and cut the barrel off of it in attempt to disable it. Regardless of whether this would happen or not, the blade would continue up and around so she could bring it back down to clash with Vincent's own blade. "I came here to talk to you. They just came as an escort..." She said, keeping a clear head even while fighting. If time allowed she'd even continue talking, but wouldn't sacrifice speaking for acting to defend herself. "I didn't come to fight."

Fina merely brought her free left hand up infront of her, holding it just below her eyes so she could see over her arm, watching him through the mask. Focusing on the force, she attempted a more controlled force push toward his leg while still holding her hand between his foot and her head in attempt to block it with the palm of her hand. "I just said I wanted to talk..." She started, frowning slightly behind the mask. "... But you seem more interested in fighting." She finished, moving back and readying her saber to block whatever shots he had to throw at her with the gun....