Chikami listened to Malice's words and set himself more resolutely than ever. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> "I am the most destructive force in the galaxy and none can stand in my way." <!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> These were the next thoughts skimming across his mind <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> "No jedi shall hinder me and all who try will die by my fist." <!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> Chikami walks on with a cold determined stare, one that would chill any normal person to the bone.

Amanda smiled slightly at Master Poreon's words about work aboard the ship. She understood what he had said, and what perhaps he might have been hinting at, but she thoughtfully kept that all to herself. She would see all that work happen soon enough.

The smile that had set upon her lips moments before now withdrew, and her face gave off a more serious look now as she glanced about the ship. She was ready to learn.

"What is first, Master Poreon?"

He was the last to board the shuttle. Upon entering, he kept his focus in front of him, not paying any heed to those who came decided to tag along. Passing through the holding compartment, filled with the other Sith, Snack passed through the cockpit door, and took a seat in the pilot's seat.

The following events would be held in the highest reguards, and would be orchestrated with perfection and honor and respect shown to the Noghri. If any less was given, he would kill the defunct Sith on the spot. Joking up on the bridge of the craft, but the time for fun and games was over.

A press of a few controlls and buttons and the craft began to humm to life, shaking minutely for a moment before calming down.

"The Eagle is out."

He spoke into the comm, which linked back to Poreon's Bridge communication computers. The Lambda Shuttle jerked out of its suspended animation within the hangar bay, and began to fly out of the exiting port.

"And now we are alone, and their fate rests with the Force..." Poreon mused, more to himself than anyone in praticular. Snapping out of that phase, Poreon turned to Amanda.

"I don't want to bore you, or waste time... Do you know anything about Fleet tactics already?"

The shuttle carrying the sith were nearing the planet. Malice had never seen a noghri in person, so this would be a first with him.

*Master Snack, what if they do not accept our help. Then what do we do*

That thought was going through his mind this whole time. His master Snack had told them to treat and show these Noghrii with respect and honor, but if they did not accept or want our help. Then the only other way of taking over the planet, would be by force, and he was all for that, but making an alliance would prove more helpful to the order.

Amanda pursed her lips, thinking. She then shook her head, recalling that there was not very much she knew.

"I know very little, Master Poreon, I can identify names of certain ships, and perhaps some of their weapons, but that is all. I have no knowledge of how to use a ship within battle."

Amanda only knew of what she had been taught, and that was of the force, and a bit of hand to hand combat.

"If they don't accept, then we make certain they have no other choice than to accept. Yet we will still show no hostilities. If we engage in hand to hand combat with them, then it is all but over for us; we will have lost the planet and maybe our lives. The Noghri are masters at stealth and combat. We do not wish to upset them."

Snack's face was stern and serious. He turned back to look out the view port. The ship hit the upper atmosphere of Honoghr, rumbling the craft back and forth in its turbulance. Straightening it back out, Snack continued on the desired course.

Chikami watches the planet come into view through the porthole, an dlistens to Malice and Snack talk about what is to happen should anything go wrong.

Zeta remained quiet through the entire way toward Honoghr's surface, observing his comrades with interest. He was too concerned with what would happen on the surface to really join in on the conversation at hand. He thought of the consquences that would be brought upon him, should he fail his Master, Darth Snack. He did not dwell upon those thoughts for long, not wishing to cloud his mind, focusing on the real matter at hand, aiding the Noghri so that they in turn could gain Honoghr for their own.

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The Naboo Sith Order’s Lambda Shuttle settled into its descent on the appropriate vector into Honoghr. Brackilish watched as the shuttle entered the atmosphere. “Naboo Sith, please stay on course, your escort is coming,” Brackilish notified the transport.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp From the portside of the Lambda Shuttle, two flights (8) of slightly modified TIE Interceptors pulled up and began pacing the spacecraft. Two fighters led the shuttle from the front, and two more brought up the rear. The remaining four fighters flanked from up and to the left or right.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Together, the Noghri fighters and the Naboo Sith Order shuttle crossed over the Honoghr wasteland, which spanned many thousands of kilometers. After a few minutes of flying, the wastelands gave way to the sparse fertile lands of Honoghr, which was where the Noghri leadership clans resided.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Please begin initial descent.” Brackilish chimed over to the Lambda. In response, the Lambda began firing its repulsor lifts.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Brackilish was correct.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp From the six fighters tailing the shuttle and the two in front, a series of ION bolts lanced out at the transport. It happened so quickly, that even the greatest Sith of the era did not have a chance to respond. The bolts struck quickly and in magnitude. Blue lightning danced over the starship’s shielding; and now the whole ship’s electric circuitry was disabled.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Naboo Sith Order, welcome to Noghri rule.” Brackilish said with a sneer and crunched up his nose in a Noghri smile. A series of tractor beams from nearby buildings latched onto the falling shuttle and gently led it to a landing at the Noghri Royal House. “Our Noghri Commandos shall retrieve you from the transport.”
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp If any of the Sith looked out the view ports, they would have seen nearly one thousand Noghri Commandos and many more automated defenses ready to pounce on the Sith…