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"I have supplies dropping in soon, so there is no need to go look." He turned to the mouth of the cave, as one of the beasts began to come closer, not sure what to do with the new comers. One of them behind him had a large snowball in hand, and he brandished it proudly.

"Indeed" He spoke out lowly in Rezak's voice. Two fingers came out from the dark form, connected to his outstretched arm. It was a jerking movement, one of Force Empathy. He walked forward deeper into the cave as the one behind through the snowball, which was crushed quickly and thrown against the wall. With the same hand and two fingers the beast was raised into the air, choking a bit before being thrown to the snowball's location. The last was quick enough to begin his charge, but was quickly slowed as he to was calmed down.

"Exactly what I had in mind." He nodded back in the same voice as the two changed direction, sitting down against the wall. The third rebellious one was targeted next by Cubolla's force, and soon surcame to his bidding, sitting against the wall. "We will go in deeper, and have them wait here, we need to look for the end to this place, so we can start the Contruction."

Soon after loud, booming and roaring engines became heard, as the supplies landed high above them, on the ground, cloaked. "Second thought; we should find a way to the surface so they can get their supplies in. The landing pad out there won't be enough room for them to drop supplies."

"Indeed, there are more in here. I can sense them, however I've placed the beacon inside this cave, at the cave mouth, so they will be searching for a better way, an easier way, to get their things in here. As for the actual space, however, I believe this is tall enough for two floors, and some room at the roof. It is good enough for now, and we can add on, so that some of the temple is encased in ice, and completing the base into a circular structure of sorts. Lets go." He remarked, bading them to follow as he walked deeper into the cave. This high sith master didn't have a lightsaber with him, it seemed, that or it was hidden well. Cubolla walked to the edge of a steep drop into a even deeper, larger cave inside the complex of under-ice caverns. "This will be our meeting area, of great importance I can sense this will be." he remarked, walking along. There weren't any wampas in sight, for now, it seemed. "It gets lighter down this passageway... that could be a way out. I suggest we leave, and let my men handle the rest as for planning. My apprentice will be along in short order, to plan the blueprints. We have already discussed what we want, but I'm sure your apprentice will be here to overlook it as well." Cubolla remarked in an awkward sounding voice, extremely deep and croaking. It perhaps was HIS voice, if he actually had one.

A clicking noise took up the air from the numerous amount of cloaked soldiers and engineers that sat on crates and stood around their encampment. 137 was leading the excavating team, his and 237's squads along with several units of engineers, who carried explosives. They knew what they were doing, so if the need arised, they could blow things up without the whole cave going out. It was lucky for them that they did know how, because if the cave did collapse, Lord Cubolla would most likely if not endeffinately have their heads, if they weren't already smashed across the icy floor of the caverns if it were to happen. Thus was why many failing excavating teams never actually made it out, for they chose deaths by nature rather than by their Lord.

"...Over here! ... Yes, here ...l No you idiot! Look where I'm pointing! ... Well turn your damn infared on, and you'll see me a LOT better."
137 shook his cloaked head as the engineer ran over, cloaked and squated down next to the thin layer of ice. One small stick of explosives came from his pouch as he silently layed it on the ice and squashed it over the surface, pressing a button. Everyone around him was already ten feet away, for the blast would not be large. He got up and ran to the circle of engineers and soldiers, waiting ... BOOM! CRACK! and the floor of ice shattered, the area around it dripping with heat.

"Go! Go! Go! Move in!" 137 said, the squad shuffling through and covering the area. Several wampas awaited in the platform. It was hardly ten feet under the ice, and the opening was vertical and slanted. It was obviously going to be the second floor of the Empire's new sith temple. The engineers waited behind, unarmed and waiting for the soldiers to dispatch of the wampas. 137's rifle raised, along with the rest of them as they held down the second trigger, which charged the shot inside the gun. They were set to semi-auto fire. One white bolt of energy went off. Eleven more followed. After that it was chaos, the wampas running straight at them as they quickly pressed the triggers over and over, shooting them and trying to drop the strong beasts. 136 got picked up by his leg, his gun dropping to the floor as the wampa got ready to rip him in half. But 137 wouldn't let his close comrade die this day, and was already on the wampa's back with a thin, long knife in hand, the second hand of the beast going for 136's arm. However the long blade dropped through the top of the wampa's verdabray, seperating the head from the neck on the inside, making him instantly drop limp, dead. The fire continued as he pulled his knife from the beast, and aided by his fellow soldier, 134, pushed the beast from on top of the man. "By the Force, he almost...got...me." He said, limping to the wall; a large cut in his leg.
"Evack him to the ship! Get him warm! He'll freeze in seconds if we don't! MOVE IT NOW!" He yelled, pulling a blanket from his excavation pack, wrapping it around the other man's leg. "This will help! 134, get him out of here. 136 you'll be fine, comrade."
"...Thanks...Sir." With that the man lay a bit limp, but got up with the help of 134, holding onto the blanket.

He nodded to them, walked down the natural hall, which began to slightly get lighter and lighter. Blaster fire could be heard from up ahead, but as they rounded a corner, a thick wall of ice was in their way. It was easily ten inches thick, the thickness of around the same as a blast door. He stood in front of it, thinking of the best way to handle the situation. Cubolla pulled his hood down, rolling his shoulders to get his over robes off. Holding his hand against the icy wall, he felt and made sure how deep it went, too much power would make the cave crash down upon them, too little would make him seem weak. So it was that he stood there for many moments, thinking, and finally backing away. Taking on step with his left foot, his right hand came out, almost hitting the wall, the jerking move sending a force strike into the ice. It curved inward as he crushed his hand into a fist, and the ice shattered. It was a combination of the Force Strike and Force Crush abilities. The broken blocks and shards of ice made a hill in the way, but was easily passable. "That is settled, lets join up with my soldiers, and likely engineers" Cubolla said, thinking back to the sound of an explosion. The blaster fire was clearer now, just up ahead of them. He pulled his robes over him again, rolling his shoulders to get adjusted as he floated over the hill, stepping down on the other side.

137 rolled, slamming his elbow into the wounded, bent over wampa's face, letting go of his rifle with his right hand, grabbing his pistol in the same hand and quickly charging his shot and blasting it into the beast's face. The thump of his dead corpse was loud, as their metalic boots and armor made noise that echoed throughout the caverns. "Let's go, Lord Cubolla is just ahead, I think." With that the squadrons of soldiers kept moving, missing two members from 137's squad. They caustiously moved around corners, their guns raised. They all dropped them quickly and knelt though, once they went down two more caverns, passing smaller passages. Lord Cubolla stood before them, his black and red mask glimmering slightly in the reflective surface of the ice. "Well done, my loyal soldiers, rise." He said as he walked past them, the move bading his sith companions to move forward as well. He thought back to the silver crystal he had with him, something was strange about it, different and rarer than any of the others.

"It was another wampa nest, as for missing them it seems there must be another way in here, that leads deeper into the caverns." Cubolla remarked as they kept going. They walked around the slightly burned and shot up bodies. He got to the slope that lead to the surface, where a few cables were placed so that the soldiers could get back up, but the sith wouldn't need them. Cubolla force jumped up the ten or so feet, landing in a couched stand as he composed himself, waiting for the other Sith. A supply ship's bay was opening for more supplies, and he spotted a mechanic's bench inside. He wanted to inspect the crystal he had.

((Erm..))

Darth Cubolla looked around, sensing something, or perhaps hearing something. Perhaps it was radiating from the crystal, or his anxiaty to examine the strange gem.