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Jul 12, 2011 15:05:37 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Jul 12, 2011 15:05:37 GMT -5
Doviculous rolled his eyes, but Donnie was right, Dov didn't exactly look like he'd fit in very well, even on this backwater planet. He decided that he'd stay inside and practice his saber forms on Sion persay, or maybe just sleep the entire time. Whatever, I'll just wait here then, it's not like I have anyth- . . . Midway through his sentence, he suddenly felt...something....a familiar presence that he had not felt since a few months ago. He turned to look out of the cargo hold door, scanning the area, but when he did not see the source of it, he turned back towards the inner hold. anything better to do besides sitting in here doing nothing The presense surely threw Dov's composure out of whack for a second, but he quickly recomposed himself.
As he was about to turn and head back to his spot in the Cargo Hold, the presense suddenly got stronger, and Dov couldn't hold back the primal urge. He suddenly wheeled around, lightsaber ignited, and charged like a madman out of the ship, and leaped off the walkway down towards a lower walkway. As he fell, he finally saw what he'd been suspecting, a male togruta accompanied by other cloaked beings, he didn't know who the others were, but he knew who the one Togruta was. Cartuga! The man suddenly looked up, and nearly avoided Doviculous' blade as it slammed down where Cartuga was once standing.
Doviculous wrenched his blade from the durasteel walkway, and wheeled on the other two robed figures, who instantly activated yellow and blue sabers and rushed to meet Doviculous in combat. Doviculous switched to Djem So, instantly bringing on the offense, and whaling on the one with a yellow saber, and easily broke through the defenses and severed the man's arm with a quick slash. Leaving the wounded one, Doviculous quickly wheeled on the other man, the one with a blue saber, but this one would not go down so easily, but Doviculous managed to switch into Soresu, and as the blue blade touched his red blade, he instantly switched to Djem So, and annihilated the opponent's saber arm, and then send the crimson blade right through his neck. The two underlings finished, Doviculous moved to face Cartuga, but the coward was already retreating away from Doviculous, and Doviculous gladly gave chase, leaving the others behind as his lust for Dark jedi blood consumed him.
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Post by The Conman on Jul 13, 2011 1:19:20 GMT -5
Donnie was about to respond to var when Dov suddenly decided to take off, lightsaber lit. It was unbelievable. She'd literally JUST finished telling them to NOT do EXACTLY that.
Like 5 seconds ago.
She walked outside the ship, and stood beside var, and put her right arm around back and gently leaned into her with her right hip, her hand resting on the Twi'leks opposite shoulder, watching Dov as he decimated his opponents.
Ok. So you were right. I have bad taste in guys. You can say I told you so.
She said in huttese, without taking her eyes off the fight, cocking her head and one of her leeku jumping when Dov took a mans arm.
Was that really necessary...Really Dov...
She said, holding her left hand out, and dropping it unceremoniously to her side again. He was skilled, she gave him that.
D'yah think we should go get him?
She asked, as Dov removed a head.
SERIOUSLY?!
Donnie yelled, letting var go, clearly disturbed by seeing somebody beheaded, her right hand over her mouth, left playing with the tip of her leeku. She knelt down, suddenly feeling woozy, then sat, leaning her back against Var's leg.
Var...I thin--
BHUAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH
Donnie vomited, but had managed to avoid getting any on Var, instead covering the ships ramp with her breakfast. She slowly rolled back from being on all fours, and leaned up against the ship's landing leg, knees slightly up, with her elbow resting on her right one, her left hand stabilizing her on the ground.
I'm gonna kill him...
was all she muttered, trying to regain her composure after seeing what she'd seen.
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Jul 13, 2011 10:53:16 GMT -5
Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jul 13, 2011 10:53:16 GMT -5
Var had a considerably stronger stomach than Donnie, so the decapitation didn't particularly bother her. It was Dov's utter lack of discretion that got to her. She was pissed off. Very pissed off.
"If you don't, I will. I've had enough of him."
Var barely even registered Donnie's admission of bad taste, and it certainly didn't make her feel any better. Her mind was too busy moving fast, trying to think up some way to salvage their situation. She had it.
The Twi'lek Sith jogged up into the ship, carefully avoiding what was left of Donnie's breakfast, and deftly deposited her lightsaber in her footlocker. Then she sprinted to the weapons locker and found a blaster pistol and holster she strapped to her hip. She also grabbed a medkit.
By the time she came back down the ramp, she looked like any bounty hunter or merc in the galaxy.
She closed the distance between herself and the wounded man with the yellow lightsaber. He was knocked out cold, but quite alive. Var started to provide medical treatment for the stub of his arm, and she motioned Donnie over as well.
"All right, here's the deal. We're bounty hunters. We were taking a Dark Jedi in for a bounty and stopped off here for supplies. He broke out of a neural restraint and took off, these two tried to stop him and he ran. That should buy us enough time to get everything we need before they find out we're lying and deport us."
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Jul 13, 2011 18:01:10 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Jul 13, 2011 18:01:10 GMT -5
Donnie watched as Var vanished into the ship.
Her mind had gone from " how to kill Dov " to " how not to get deported". She was drawing a blank. It wasn't that she didn't know what to do, her instincts were telling her to gas the ship up and just take off. They could live off the mustard in the fridge for a few days until they landed somewhere else. the issue was more that she didn't know how not to get deported.
Var reappeared, minus her saber, plus a blaster, and took off towards the armless man. Donnie wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but it looked like she was going to help him. She waved her over, and explained her plan.
Doneeda wasn't entirely sure it was a bad idea, which was a start. Hopefully Dov would return, so she could kick him in the head. She'd never been trained how to do the medical thing, so Var was in charge on this one.
Should we bring him back to the ship?
Donnie asked in Huttese.
We can't leave him laying here in the sun.
She continued, kneeling down beside her.
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Jul 13, 2011 18:21:42 GMT -5
Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jul 13, 2011 18:21:42 GMT -5
Var opened her mouth as if to say no, but she paused and held her tongue. After a minute she responded in the same language. "Fine. Help me carry him inside."
The two Twi'leks were able to carry him up the ramp and lay him down on the deck of the cargo bay in the cool shade. Var continued to provide first aid.
Her work was considerably eased by the way a lightsaber worked. The severed arm had been cauterized, all she had to do was disinfect to prevent infection. The real issue was shock.
She did everything she was supposed to, elevating his legs and resting him on his side. After that, it was a question of leaving him be and seeing if his system could handle it.
Varulla'aba rose to her feet again and stood next to Donnie. "Now we should find an emergency channel and let them know what happened. If we don't we'll just look guilty."
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Jul 13, 2011 18:34:40 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Jul 13, 2011 18:34:40 GMT -5
Doviculous chased the fleeing Togruta through the lower levels of the city, Cartuga using the force to increase his speed, but it was all but futile, Doviculous would catch up to him eventually. It's futile you little runt! Run like a rat until your little legs give out, then I will be there for the kill! Cartuga suddenly turned right and jumped up to a higher platform, while two other robed figures appeared from the left, green and red lightsabers activated. Doviculous roared and used Force Push to throw them offguard, and quickly crush ones skull in with Force Crush. The other one quickly reignited his green saber and engaged Doviculous in battle, which Doviculous was glad to engage in, but he knew he'd loose time in chasing after Cartuga.
Doviculous decided to end this quickly, and while he locked saber with the Dark Jedi he unleashed a barrage of Force Lightning from his free left hand, and sent the man's robes into flames, leaving him wide open for a horizontal slash to the torso. With both of the Dark Jedi disposed of, Doviculous quickly leaped to where Cartuga had gone and continued the chase by following Cartuga's force signature. The coward was a weak as ever, using others to slow Doviculous' momentum and give him more time to escape, the weak fool. Doviculous quickly rounded a corner, and spied the fleeing Cartuga, and continued the chase, You will die like the weak underlings you sent after me
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Jul 13, 2011 18:40:17 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Jul 13, 2011 18:40:17 GMT -5
Donnie stood there and thought for a moment. Let them know...look guilty...pretzels...pretzels...
Wait.
She thought, hunger growling in her gut.
I just puked. How the hell...
She thought, shaking her head.
Though Var had a point. If they let them know, they'd be more likely to believe their story, if they found out, it wouldn't look good. She knelt down beside the guy, looking him over, and took his wallet.
The stood back up, opened it, and removed a 50 credit bill.
Score....
She said, putting the bill in her bra.
They aren't actually that big, I'm just rich.
She said to Var with a smirk.
Ok, so...you tell them. Your basic is better...yeah...that's my excuse.
She said in huttese.
Truth be told, Doneeda didn't like dealing with authorities. To her it'd be simpler to just say they didn't know the man, he was some random guy. She wasn't too keen on having to answer for Dov's crazyness. Nor as his place to sleep.
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Jul 13, 2011 19:02:05 GMT -5
Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jul 13, 2011 19:02:05 GMT -5
Var just stared at Donnie with a neutral expression on her face before totally ignoring her quip. "Yeah, I'd better make the call."
She walked down the ramp and looked around the sparse landing pad. Sure enough, there was an emergency comm box right by the exit to the pad. Var jogged over to it and hit the button.
A hologram of a service droid appeared.
Please state the nature of the emergency.
"I'd like to report a murder and an assault at docking bay 94." Var deliberately made her voice sound panicked, the emergency call was probably being recorded.
Peace officers have been dispatched to your location, please stand by.
Barely three minutes later the doors hissed open and a squad of four droids appeared, blasters in hand.
Identify yourself. The lead droid asked in its flat mechanical voice.
"My name's Var, I'm a bounty hunter. We had this Dark Jedi prisoner, but he broke free of a neural restraint and took off. He sawed right through these two guys, one died and the other is in the cargo bay of the freighter. You should call in a medical unit." The Twi'lek Initiate carefully portrayed a slightly gruff bounty hunter embarrassed at losing her target. There was always the chance her comments were being recorded, and she wanted to be convincing.
We'll deal with it. And medical units are on the way citizen. You can go about your business.
"Thanks." Var mock-saluted and headed back up into the cargo bay. She stopped by Donnie and stared at the injured force-user. "Droids are off hunting for a Dark Jedi now. Idiotic buckets of bolts didn't even ask for a description. Also, a med team will be here to take our little friend off our hands."
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Jul 13, 2011 19:10:09 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Jul 13, 2011 19:10:09 GMT -5
The male Dark Jedi's name was Joraan, he worked for the Dark Jedi Knight Cartuga-Ih, and he was floating in limbo. Last thing he remembered was a great red behemoth appearing out of nowhere and easily slicing his arm off, then everything went black, but before he blacked out he saw his friend, Zavon, get decapitated by the behemoth. Now he was on the fringe of conciousness and unconciousness, and he was trying to awake from that, but it proved difficult. Finally, he managed to open his eyes, and suddenly jolted up from his sitting position, and suddenly found himself inside the cargo hold of a ship, a frigate perhaps.
He looked over and saw two Twi'lek females, one looked alot like a Bounty Hunter. Who are you! And where am I! He reached with his good arm down towards his belt, but discovered that his lightsaber was no longer there. It probably got lost when the beast sliced his arm off, he was utterly defenseless against these two strangers.
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Jul 13, 2011 19:12:20 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Jul 13, 2011 19:12:20 GMT -5
Donnie didn't respond immediately. She wasn't sure what to tell this guy, but she was sure he'd want his wallet back. She flipped it back onto his belly.
Thaz youz. An' Iz be a lil nizer, jus save you live anall...
She said incredulously.
Donnie wasn't entirely sure why, but it was seeming that most force users who were not jedi, had no manners. She'd probably have said " Thank you for saving my life, I appreciate your gesture, what can I do in return. "
But, no. just " WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE ARE MY COUGH DROPS. "
Doneeda nodded when Var returned.
Once we get this guy off our hands, we need to get food. I'm hungry. And need new pants. And a shirt. And underwear...
She raised up her right arm, and sniffed.
And Deodorant...man I'm funky...
She said in huttese.
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Jul 13, 2011 19:33:33 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Jul 13, 2011 19:33:33 GMT -5
Joraan didn't understand a single think the possibly idiotic twi'lek said, and he wasn't so much in a pleasant mood to be nice about it. Speak like a normal person you gorram girl, I can't understand any of your botched up basic He would've been nicer, but only a few minutes ago he had his arm cut off by a horned behemoth, no one would be nice after that. Joraan tried to stand, but found that he was in too much pain to truly stand up, the effects of him being in shock were wearing off, and the true pain began to spread through him.
He fell back down on the hard metal floor, and cursed and spat like a sailor. Why he decided to come along with Cartuga to Murkhana he'd never forget, he decided it would be better than sitting on Bogden all day, to get the taste of a different world. Now look where it got him, one armed and in terrible pain inside a unknown ship with a twi'lek who could barely speak basic, and another who looks like some Bounty hunter. God I hate my life... He whispered to himself.
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Jul 13, 2011 19:39:46 GMT -5
Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jul 13, 2011 19:39:46 GMT -5
Var shook her head in disbelief. Donnie was so... odd. One minute she was vomiting on the ramp and the next she was commenting on her body odor. It was surreal.
Before she could give any comment, their 'guest' regained consciousness. And was rude.
"I hate your life too. Get over it. We saved your sorry backside. Now there's a medical team coming to pick you up, but before they'd do I want to know who you're with. You're obviously no Jedi, are you with the Order or on your own?" Var stared down at the man as she asked the question. It was a bit of an interrogation. She had to learn something about the survivor was. And whether or not he could compromise them.
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Jul 13, 2011 19:55:00 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Jul 13, 2011 19:55:00 GMT -5
Donnie kicked the man in the ribs. Hard. Hopefully that'd get her point across, if her basic wouldn't. She wasn't about to bother trying to speak to this one, wasn't worth it. Donnie decided to give up, and let Var interrogate the man, heading for the closet.
She grabbed the mop and bucket, and then scooted behind the pair and towards the ramp. She couldn't let her breakfast fester in the sun, it'd attract birds...or rats...or whatever it was they had on this planet.
She pulled the mop out and started mopping the ramp, washing the nasty off the ramp.
After a minute or two, she finished up and returned the supplies to the closet, kicking the man on her way back over again. She walked up beside far, facing her, and started poking her arm.
Var. Var. Var. Var. Hey, Var. Var...VAAARRRRR....Hey, Var. Var. Var. Var. Var.
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Jul 13, 2011 20:17:52 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Jul 13, 2011 20:17:52 GMT -5
Joraan cringed and doubled over when the damned girl kicked him in the ribs, he felt one of them crack. Damned Girl...go to hell He shouldn't of said that, cause soon after she kicked him again! He doubled over in pain again, and then looked at the other girl who began to interrogate him. What's it to you? I don't have to tell you didly squat He leaned back against a small crate near him, and then managed to smile slyly, Unless...you could...satisfy me enough for me to talk, whatcha say sweetcheek?
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Jul 13, 2011 20:30:46 GMT -5
Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jul 13, 2011 20:30:46 GMT -5
"Echuta beesga!" Var spat as she turned scarlet. She raised her leg and delivered a brutal kick right to the man's teeth. The sound of her heel striking them was best described as 'sickening.'
"Please you? How's THIS for pleasing you sleemo!"
The Twi'lek raised both hands and unleashed lightning from her fingertips, the electrical discharge crackling wickedly as it encompassed the man's writhing body. She stopped and saw the look of surprise on his face.
With the wounded man sufficiently incapacitated by the lightning, Var stepped closer again and placed her boot directly on his throat and started to put her weight down on it.
"Never call me 'sweetcheeks.' Ever."
The Twi'lek stomped on his neck and watched the life fade from the man's eyes.
Then she turned to Donnie, who'd been calling her name persistently. "Now what the hell do you want from me? Is this going to be another one of your pointless quips about clothing or the way you smell? Or do you have some other bit of trivial nonsense to waste my time with? Spit it out or shut your face."
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Jul 13, 2011 20:40:12 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Jul 13, 2011 20:40:12 GMT -5
Donnie was on the verge of actually laughing. But decided that would probably add fuel to a fire she wanted to put out. It was a bit of a strange experience. Yes, she'd just killed a man. Brutally. But he was still in one piece, albeit a little crispy.
Crispy...fries...food...
Donnie shook her head, doing her best to wipe her smirk off her face. It was fun to get under Var's skin. She was beginning to understand why people bothered their siblings.
Can we go get something to eat? I'm hungry. And I think you are too. You get angry when your hungry.
She said, trying to keep her laughter contained.
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Jul 13, 2011 20:55:32 GMT -5
Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jul 13, 2011 20:55:32 GMT -5
Var simply stared at Donnie. She stared for a few very long seconds in complete silence, the expression on her face battling between anger and something else. Slowly that something else took the form of amusement. Var had trouble directing her anger at Donnie. She was like... like a little sister. An idiot little sister who did stupid things, but still...
Var sighed. "Fine. We'll go get food then start shopping for supplies. Sound good?"
At that moment a voice called up from the ramp. "Hello in there, someone injured?"
Var glanced at the dead body. "I think he died." She said flatly, the trace of a smile at the corners of her mouth.
A pair of medics walked up the ramp and looked at the body. One placed his finger on the neck, checking for a pulse. He shook his head and looked at Var. "He's dead. Look, we appreciate it whe people try to help, but doing it by yourself is a bad idea. You should have called us first."
The two medics wrapped up the body in a body bag and carried it out, with Donnie and Var hot on their heels.
Another few minutes and the two Twi'leks were walking through the city streets, on the hunt for somewhere to eat.
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Post by Othorious on Jul 13, 2011 21:05:57 GMT -5
Cartuga finally made it to the landing site, where the other member of his team awaited him on a small shuttle's boarding ramp. Boss, where's Joraan? Where's Zavon? But one look by Cartuga quickly shut him up. Doviculous is behind us, where's the mounted blaster? I'll hold him off while you powerup the ship so we can get out of here It's over here boss, and Doviculous? You mean the Devaronian who wiped out our base on Vendaxa? The one who killed Zodon? Cartuga nodded, and quickly assembled the mounted blaster, right as Doviculous turned the corner onto the landing pad.
Doviculous narrowly avoided a suddenly hailfire of blaster bolts as he turned onto a large landing pad. Apparently the coward had installed a mounted blaster to use against him, and now Doviculous was pinned down as he heard the unmistakable sounds of a Starship powering up. Doviculous used the force to pick up a large piece of metal from across the pad, and chucked it at the blaster, and soon after the sounds of blasterfire died down. Doviculous peeked over the edge and saw that the projectile had destroyed the blaster, but Cartuga had retreated inside the ship, and it was taking off!
Doviculous had one shot to make sure he could fine Cartuga again. He bounded towards the ship, and grasped onto the side of the hull. Using the force to open a small panel in the hull, he stuffed a small tracking beacon into the hull, and closed the panel again to ensure it wouldn't be so easily found. With the beacon set, he let go of the ship, and landed with a dull thud on the pad as the ship sped away into space. You escaped me again Cartuga, and there won't be a next time... He clenched his fist in anger, and slowly sulked away, his bloodthirst partly quenched.
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Jul 13, 2011 21:19:14 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Jul 13, 2011 21:19:14 GMT -5
Donnie was silent as they carried the body out, and had traces of a smirk at Var's remark.
After about 10 minutes they were in the city, looking for food. Donnie was in the mood for fast food, something she'd not had in the months since she'd ended up at the Sith temple, and had spied a few on their way through the streets. None of them were what she wanted though.
Then, suddenly, as they rounded a corner, there it was. In all it's glory. A Dex's. Home of the double monster burger.
Donnie stopped suddenly, eyes wide. It was so beautiful.
There. We need to go there. I need a Double Monster. RIGHT. NOW.
She said, not waiting for Var's approval and taking off for the house of grease.
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Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jul 13, 2011 21:30:16 GMT -5
Var followed Donnie, dragging her feet a little. Whatever restaurant chain it was, she knew Donnie's tastes were... lacking. Var had her issues with the Jedi Order, but she had to admit their food was healthy and well-prepared. The same was true of the Sith Order in fact. And the Dark Jedi enclave she was at.
She really had no real experience with the dominant food joints in the galaxy. And as she looked at the menu she realized that was probably a blessing. Her stomach was turning just looking at everything listed.
The Sith Initiate walked right up next to Donnie. "She'll have something from the children's menu and I'll have anything not swimming in grease. Maybe a salad or something."
Then she promptly walked off and sat in a dingy booth, waiting for Donnie. This wasn't an experience she was going to enjoy.
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