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"I'll keep you updated if I find anything relavent." was the banshee's reply.

"Roger, over and out." With that, Lucina de-activated her comms and walked back towards her clone squad. She did see General Black (in hologram form), she did 'take it up' with him. The only missing thing was that she didn't complain about her orders, only confirm them. But as Ciaran said, he wasn't here to argue semantics and niether was Lucina.

"Allright gentlemen, here's our agenda. The other Jedi are regrouping before planning thier next move, but we have an opportunity here for some deep recon, maybe a little sabotage."

"We're going to be thier eyes and ears in whatever's left of Voss-Ka. We're looking for patrol routes, defensive positions, anything that might slow them down. We are to avoid combat as much as humanly possible." the dissapointment could be seen through Estellia's armor as her body language slumped.

"Onyx, I need you on slicing. You're in charge of pinging base if we find something meaningful and most importantly, keeping us off the grid. Think you can do that?"

"Mess with the best, die like the rest." he replied in his usual mellowed out tone as he slung his rifle over his back and opened the keyboard and screen on his forearm.

"Slab, toss me that guy over there." he motioned towards a legless B2 droid, laying against a low wall. Nodding, the strong but silent medic hefted the broken machine over and set it belly-up before his brother.

Onyx gingerly pried off the outer casing, as if he afraid the droid might wake up again. With a small tool from his belt, he dissassembled optics, wires, and other components in the had while mumbling something about how much it would sell for scrap. Finally, he got to what he wanted: the droid's comms array. Plugging it into his armor-mounted computers, the clone typed away.

Optics damaged.

Auditory sensors still online.

Onyx transmitted a doctored sound-bit from one of Swordfish squad's previous engagements on Salucami through the droid's communicator. Still plenty of blaster fire, even some overhead aircraft that might pass for a mandolorian jetpack.

''Republic Hostiles still active. Combat functions limited. Airstrike requested. Danger close.''

"Hope you don't mind, but I've got a droid bomber coming in to help fake our deaths." the clone said as he closed up his equipment and got up. "Keyword: fake."

"Ok, Lucina and I cleared those buildings a while ago. Last one in's a rotten egg!" Stella called as she started sprinting for the next set of ruins, with everyone else following suit. After ensuring the others were in safely, Lucina ducked inside just the sillhouette of a Hyena-class entered the scene.