Post by The Conman on Oct 22, 2011 1:46:03 GMT -5
Reiisha was storming up the staircase, towards the roof. More importantly, towards an all together too familiar force presence.
About 10 minutes before, she'd been in the downtown area, coming from helping a planning council negotiate with a group of farmers. Her stay on Murkhana had been pretty peaceful upto that point. Though it was basically neutral territory, there hadn't been so much as a hiccup, until then.
As the tall, thin, blonde haired Jedi was passing by an electronics store, the 9 or so holo's that were on display were all on the same news network. Blairing something about a " Madman weilding Lightsabers". He was apparently attacking the hospital, and had taken a hostage to boot.
Sith...here...why?
Was Reiisha's thought process. Murkhana wasn't "tactically important", had no special natural resources, and in the grand scheme of the galaxy was beyond smaller than a grain of sand. Why the Sith would make a move on it was beyond her, it just didn't make any sense. But, the facts were the facts.
There was a Sith. In the hospital.
It wasn't an overly large leap of deductive reasoning to assume that the police on Murkhana wouldn't have the slightest idea of how to handle such a threat. Nor would they be able to bring the Sith down without a great deal of blood shed. The logical thing to do, therefore, was to go assist.
Which, was just what Reiisha did.
-- Back in the Staircase --
Reiisha ducked down and covered her head with her hand, dodging back to the stairwell about 6 steps below. Her training alowed her to be quick and nimble, this particular instance being no different. She was only one flight from the, now partially crushed, door to the roof.
He's here, I can feel it...
She muttered to herself, after the rumbling stopped.
Tennatively, she negotiated her way up the stairs, trying each step before placing her full weight on it. After a minute or so, she managed to wriggle her way out past the jammed door, and found herself face to face with a daemon from her past.
Koeing.
Reiisha took a second or two to survey the scene. Police split into two groups, the roof caved in, and Koeing standing in the middle of it all, dressed like a Sith.
So, that's where you slithered off to.
She shouted over the roar of a freighter soaring overhead, presumably to orbit.
About 10 minutes before, she'd been in the downtown area, coming from helping a planning council negotiate with a group of farmers. Her stay on Murkhana had been pretty peaceful upto that point. Though it was basically neutral territory, there hadn't been so much as a hiccup, until then.
As the tall, thin, blonde haired Jedi was passing by an electronics store, the 9 or so holo's that were on display were all on the same news network. Blairing something about a " Madman weilding Lightsabers". He was apparently attacking the hospital, and had taken a hostage to boot.
Sith...here...why?
Was Reiisha's thought process. Murkhana wasn't "tactically important", had no special natural resources, and in the grand scheme of the galaxy was beyond smaller than a grain of sand. Why the Sith would make a move on it was beyond her, it just didn't make any sense. But, the facts were the facts.
There was a Sith. In the hospital.
It wasn't an overly large leap of deductive reasoning to assume that the police on Murkhana wouldn't have the slightest idea of how to handle such a threat. Nor would they be able to bring the Sith down without a great deal of blood shed. The logical thing to do, therefore, was to go assist.
Which, was just what Reiisha did.
-- Back in the Staircase --
Reiisha ducked down and covered her head with her hand, dodging back to the stairwell about 6 steps below. Her training alowed her to be quick and nimble, this particular instance being no different. She was only one flight from the, now partially crushed, door to the roof.
He's here, I can feel it...
She muttered to herself, after the rumbling stopped.
Tennatively, she negotiated her way up the stairs, trying each step before placing her full weight on it. After a minute or so, she managed to wriggle her way out past the jammed door, and found herself face to face with a daemon from her past.
Koeing.
Reiisha took a second or two to survey the scene. Police split into two groups, the roof caved in, and Koeing standing in the middle of it all, dressed like a Sith.
So, that's where you slithered off to.
She shouted over the roar of a freighter soaring overhead, presumably to orbit.