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Post by Jaster Chryss on Jun 1, 2011 2:57:18 GMT -5
A cloud of mist had begun to drift over the lower city of Coruscant. The usually weather controlled air on Coruscant did not often see something as auspicious as this, unless a climate station malfunctioned. Mist could be terrible for the over populated planet and had even been known to cause massive speeder accidents.
What was peculiar about this mist was that it seemed to know this and avoided the air lanes, only forming around the crowds, the allies and the pedestrian walkways.
When Trey had begun his encounter with the would be assailants, the mist had sprung up as if out of no where.
The grey cloud brought a chill to the air and with it complete cover. This mist was both caused by, and used, by a lone figure dressed in flowing grey robes. His hood shrouded his face in complete darkness as he moved through the mist, and although he walked, it seemed to the casual passer-by that he glided through the mist as if he were a creature born to it.
This was not the first time he had seen Trey, the man had been watching him for several days now, waiting for the right moment. It was a pity he had not moved sooner, then perhaps he could have changed the outcome of Trey's encounter, but pity was for the weak.
As Trey knocked the last of his enemies over the mist seemed to build a wall at the edge of the alley where he stood. Slowly, ominously, the mist parted enough to reveal the grey robed figure's upper body, watching Trey...
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Post by AtraVentus on Jun 1, 2011 8:47:05 GMT -5
Thane had spent so much time behind the controls of his swoop that he forgot how much fighting hurt. His body severely bruised and bloody from the brawling tactics of the fight he definately looked as if he'd seen better days. With a slight grin Thane watched Teia take down the much bigger thug. Street kids were resourceful, that's for damn sure. With painful steps he walkes over to the others, curb stomping the fallen thug just to make sure he wasn't going to get back up.
To a passerby the crowded alley looked like a warzone. Thane stood bloody and bruised, his arm pulsing with pain from where he blocked his last thug's attack. Teia stood victoriously over a fallen thug whilst Aiden lay on the ground nearby. Daedel had finished or scared off her own attackers and a strange quiet filled the alley. Letting out a long, ragged breath Thane looked to the Jedi still out cold on the ground.
"It would seem either I hit remarkably harder than I thought, or that Jedi can't take a punch." Thane almost laughed out loud at his own observation, the pain in his side stopping him. Pulling out the datapad Daedel and Aiden had received Thane took note of their destination. "We best get moving before more lowlifes show up... Or someone comes looking for that ambulance."
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Post by zenzao on Jun 1, 2011 10:46:26 GMT -5
Trey walked forward and hunkered in front of the boy who had held the laser pistol. They boys face was bloody, his nose and the corner of one eye dripped blood. Trey noticed a lump on the boys shoulder and assumed it was dislocated. Trey ran his hands through the boy’s pockets, removing a handful of coins (used to trade with certain alien merchants) and a small holo disk. Lastly, Trey picked up the pistol and turned around. It was only then he saw the being in the grey robe, and noticed the mist that surrounded him and his adversary’s. Trey said nothing, just looked at the figure, and readied himself.
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Dakar hurried away, head swimming with what he had just seen. He fought his way through the crowd, back towards the Bar he had just located. Sally’s was just the right place for thugs and criminals like him. Loud and dimly lit, there was always a haze of one smoke or another waiting its turn to be dragged away by the tired old air filters. A band played in the corner as Dakar slid onto a stool beside an associate of his. “I have something to tell you”. He said, cutting off his Associate mid greeting. “And don’t you interrupt till I told you the whole goddam thing, I’m in deep shit”.
The boy had fought well, taking that thug of a boy Raul by surprise. Dakar had been impressed, and inclined not to step in. Let it be an object lesson to them in staying alert. If they wanted a life of hired thuggery, they would need to be- that was about the time the boy with no eyes had ducked deftly under Lemans arm and planted a feather shaped blade between Lemans ribs. Dakar cursed and made his way forward. The little bastard had more Gaul than he had thought. Not only did he fight like a wild cat, but he also killed without mercy. Dakar pulled his one knife and fought to see through this dammed twice mist. As he broke through into a spot of clear air, he saw his intervention had not been necessary. That new boy (E-Kahulaa he thought the kid was named) had pulled a gun on his target, and the expression on his face – some anger mostly fear – made Dakar confident that the boy would pull the trigger and vaporise enough of this freak to put him out of commission.
Then the kid did something that left Dakar’s blood running colder than usual. The boy bowed his head and pushed out with his free hand. E-Kahulaa was lifted off his feel, thrown back 4 meters and slammed into the wall behind him. There was a cracking as he bounced off the wall and landed face down on the ground. Out cold, or dead. Dakar had run. If he had just insulted some Jedi apprentice or… something else, he didn’t want to be around when the kids beshitted master or lord or whatever the hell they were showed up and started making people into steaks burnt on one side. If it was a Jedi he would probably be ok, but if not.
Dakar finished his drink and set it down on the bar. It had been one hell of a night.
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Post by NiomiSykes on Jun 1, 2011 13:40:46 GMT -5
Daedel watched the flames sprout forth from thin air to retaliate an attack made against Thane. This surprised her. She had assumed Thane was just an ordinary man, but apparently he could wield something unseen to the naked eye. He held great power, but whether he was affiliated to do good or simply fulfill his own motives remained to be seen. For now, he appeared to be on their side, which she wouldn't argue with. Having an ally like him would come in handy.
She looked over to Aiden, as he seemed to snap out of his brutal strikes on the fatally wounded woman. Seeing him suddenly cower in fear, put her back at ease. Perhaps he was just defending himself and went too far. The air was thick and heavy like a soupy fog full of fear, anger, and rage. It was hard to determine where it was coming from exactly, but Daedel whipped her head around in an attempt to see where she should go next. She watched Teia, the young human girl make short work of a Rodian. Perhaps she had spoken too soon earlier about the girl's capabilities.
The Weequay who had originally taunted the group rushed from behind Aiden and Daedel, aiming to bash the young human's head into the duracrete they stood on.
Daedel spun on her back foot and connected with the thug's face, shattering his nose and causing him to fall and land on his back in pain. She aimed the sword at his throat, pressing it into his neck. "Do not ever taunt a woman like that again." She murmered darkly. "And learn to pick on someone of your own filth."
She looked over at Thane. "Either one of those does not sound pleasant." She bent down to the cowering Weequay and pressed a vein on his throat, rendering him unconscious. She stood up and sheathed her vibroblade.
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Post by AtraVentus on Jun 1, 2011 14:12:16 GMT -5
((OOC: It wasn't so much flames from thin air as the fact I went Firebender on the nearby fire))
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Post by Kaylen Sol on Jun 1, 2011 21:08:46 GMT -5
Aiden, once again a bystander, saw the young girl, Teia, amazingly handle the Rodian perhaps three times her size. He shifted focus just in time to catch Daedel efficiently handle the Weequay who started this mess. After seeing the display of heroics by the two females, he couldn't help but turn his head to the side and say to himself, "Really? I mean, really? I need to hit the gym, bad."
He also heard the words of the mysterious master of fire and felt they should be heeded.
"That guy is right. Let's get the hell out of here!"
As he stood up, the missing blaster fell to the ground.
"Now I find it!"
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Post by zenzao on Jun 2, 2011 23:04:52 GMT -5
(( Jaster, are you Jedi or sith?))
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Post by Jaster Chryss on Jun 3, 2011 5:31:28 GMT -5
((Its a Jedi, even though the post seems rather ominous. I'm just waiting for the Sith to join us before I respond.))
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Post by DarthNemesis on Jun 3, 2011 15:04:34 GMT -5
Watching the whole event, the sith Warrior was hiding, trying to stay stealth. Wearing all black, he watched the Jedi and teen. He awaited for the Jedi Knight to sense his anger in the force. The teenager was a must have for the Sith Order. " Jedi scum, always in the way." ((Sorry I'm here now, time to fight ))
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Post by Kaylen Sol on Jun 3, 2011 21:08:08 GMT -5
Aiden looked to Daedel's bag and pulled the data pad in which Professor Sol had given the coordinates for their destination.
He scanned it over and didn't quite comprehend it at first glance.
According to his calculations, the coordinates was to take them deeper in the lower city, much, much deeper. He had a sinking feeling.
A part of him wanted to erase the coordinates from the data pad so that this involuntary adventure would be over. He thumbed the pad and hovered over the delete button.
Just do it!
But would it all be over then? Would they all be able to walk away from the gruesome scenes they witnessed on this fateful night? Would they go in their own directions never to speak of this again? Would HE wake up in his bed and escape the nightmare. COULD HE? COULD THEY?
No, the compulsion that brought him to the Professor was brewing inside of him again.
He handed the data pad to Thane.
"Here. You seem to be our pilot. Can you figure out where this takes us? The Ambulance might give us the cover we need."
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Post by Jaster Chryss on Jun 4, 2011 5:58:54 GMT -5
Teia nervously got off of the bigger Rodian she had taken down, and glared down at him.
"Don't mess with my friends,"
She yelled at the thing, as she aimed an angry kick at the mid section of the unconscious thug.
Then, seeing that most of the scuffle was over, she crossed quickly to Thane, and her hand reached up into his and firmly clasped it again...
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Post by Jaster Chryss on Jun 4, 2011 6:09:57 GMT -5
Jedi Knight Jee-Kun Vos made no move towards Trey as he stood up and looked over at him. Instead Jee-Kun merely continued to watch him, seeing how he would react. Curious that he did not run, but rather stood up and readied himself, Jee-Kun thought. Most curious indeed.
Then, a voice echoed across the alley where they stood, originating from the shadows at the other end of the alley. The mysterious voice's owner was at one end of the alley, Trey was in the middle, and Jee-Kun was at the other end.
Upon hearing the words spoken so viciously about Jedi, Jee-Kun's hand calmly moved the grey robe hanging around him to the side, revealing a lightsaber hanging on his belt. He made no move to draw the weapon, he did not know if he needed it yet. Instead he reached into the Force to sense what he was dealing with.
What he felt shocked him. It was an angry presence, a dark presence, something Jee-Kun Vos had never felt in his life. What could it be?
Realising that Trey could be in serious danger, Jee-Kun spoke to him,
"Trey, I am here as a friend. You have to trust me, but I have reason to believe you may be in serious danger."
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Post by DarthNemesis on Jun 4, 2011 10:19:22 GMT -5
The Sith stood on a ledge in the shadows. He didn't want the Jedi he looked at to see him, yet. The boy could grow up to be a powerful force user. It was obvious the Jedi wanted him as much as the Sith.
He knew he could not reveal the new Sith Order that was growing rapidly. Jumping off the ledge, and flipping into the light he revealed himself to the Jedi.
" The boy comes with me...."
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Post by zenzao on Jun 4, 2011 11:32:41 GMT -5
Trey stood where he was, braced for action, his mind in overdrive. The man behind him was giving off a red glow*, with blue simmering at his fingertips. The red swirled fiercely around and through this man. The one in front was issuing a blue white mist that pulsed with the beat of his heart and flowed with his breath.
If they were what he thought they were (Jedi) than a Laser pistol was next to useless. Trey flicked the safety off and put the pistol in the waist band of his pants. “The boys I killed where trying to kill me, If I had let them live, my family would have been in danger”. Trey spoke with a clear, bright voice, intending all around to hear.
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Post by Jaster Chryss on Jun 4, 2011 14:41:41 GMT -5
Jee-Kun made no further move of attack as the man with the dark Force presence flipped down from the shadows and landed where he could see him. Trey was still between them.
Ironic, Jee-Kun thought, that they were both spaced on either side of the boy as if representing the choice he would have to make.
As the man said that Trey would go with him, Jee-Kun paid him no mind and instead turned his attention to Trey.
"Trey, I do not know who is this man is, or what he wants with you. But I feel evil coming from him, a evil I cannot explain. I am here from the Jedi Order, and I mean you no harm."
Jee-Kun, despite himself, found that he was reaching out to Trey with the Force sending him positive thoughts and a sense of calm and peace, the kind only a Jedi could manage...
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