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Post by Foxfire on Mar 18, 2010 14:14:22 GMT -5
The darkness of the tunnels of Subterrel were all encompassing. Not a single fragment of light escaped it. Wind swapped back and forth from cold to hot giving ones chills and then stealing their breath away. So went the quiet stalking of the noghri Sith, Cho Wroth. He hungered for the chance to finally meet these light side force users, these Jedi.
As he walked in perfect silence both in sound and in the force. He had been mimicking the force signature of the surrounding environment. Slowly, surely he walked holding onto his saber. Forcing his mind to register only the thought and sound of the wind wafting into and out of the tunnels. The challenge had shown him that he was not the only thing that was following the darkness and surviving. If only he did not have to go at it alone. Just the knowledge of having some one else who thought of him either for the good or the bad.
Letting the smells of the tunnels waft into his nose he varied his pace and whether he could stretch out in the force or not. Once he registered an familiar scent and darkened force, but their are many here that he knew but did not know where exactly they were.
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Post by Hotel on Mar 20, 2010 12:29:08 GMT -5
The Rilan woman had been sent out to scout ahead with the Noghri. Why, she was not sure, but it didn't bother her. It would allow her to see what they were up against before the others. Stretching her wings from the slits in the back of the robes, she let out a silent sigh. Tunnels were not her thing. Too cramped, they restricted both her speed and movement. She only hoped that there were large caverns within the maze beneath the surface.
Finding the Noghri she walked up to where he and the hounds were, giving him a nod. She may not understand the small being well, but even she could tell he was a fierce fighter, and would not go down easy, and she respected that. One hand moved to her belt and removed her sabers, hiding them in her robes instead.
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Mar 22, 2010 19:37:21 GMT -5
Post by Foxfire on Mar 22, 2010 19:37:21 GMT -5
The wind of the tunnel pick up once again. This time Cho firmly pick up the scent of one of the other Sith. The Rilan had a distinct smell on Cho found some what relaxing and at the same time came with an uneasy feeling. What ever the feeling was Cho had no time to find out. The sith hounds alerted in both directions. The first was of course for the Rilan, the other was of movement from ahead.
The air started to stir more as they got near the mouth of a fairly large cavern. Cho noticed the Sith hounds leaping onto walls that made their way deeper into the cavern. Cho followed and found the advantage point better for an unseen kill. The very center was open a good spot for an ambush, that is if there was more than two sith.
Cho stayed near the mid-rim of the walls near the entrance that they had just left. He quietly watched as the Sith hounds moved into position on the other side near cutting off the other entrance into the cavern.
Via telepathyMake your self ready. The sith hounds will decrease their numbers but I smell many of them coming this way. looking upThere is even a little room for flying.... just watch out for stalactites.
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Post by Foxfire on Mar 31, 2010 19:42:05 GMT -5
(OCC- Here we go just post when and where you want)
'A wondering mind is a danger to himself and others', this adage of sorts was point one for noghri hunters. 'Focus on nothing and everything', point two. 'Have the heart of the prey and taste it's blood', point three. Cho let himself be reminded by these old words for it had been a very long time since he had truly hunted and killed anyone since his master's death.
Sniffing the air to get their bearing of direction of movement Cho slowly calmed his mind to nothingness and waited to spring the trap. Cho let his heart start to sync with the led being as they neared the entrance. He wanted the first kill but he needed them to fully enter into the meat grinder before he was to kill.
He could sense the Rilan woman hovering in the shadows. quickly shutting the thought of her out of his mind he regained focus as ten beings in military gear entered and neared the center. Cho had wanted to find some one to genuinely talk to not have to posture and rage with. All the thing at the temple was starting to have an adverse effect on him, for he had wanted to go about killing anything that moved. His mental focus was also starting to wane. He needed this time away.
A twitch in the force went through him. Refocusing to where it came from, Cho saw that three of the beings in the led was using night vision, this was not good. Cho quickly scanned them and found that two of the beings were carrying flash grenades. Reaching out in the force to the Rilan to have her close her eyes. Then he moved an invisible tendrils to the activate the grenades.
The beings was in shock as they tried to fumble with the grenades only to find them unaccessible by a invisible cover. The shriek, the flash, and the boom seemed to happen with in the same moment. With the three night vision scouts disabled Cho swooped down and snapped one of the necks in passing and swiped the throat of another before the flash started to fail and he had to retreat into the darkness.
Cho was not the only one to have a kill. Three Sith hounds bounded into the fray and carried off a being of their choice. The beings were slow on coming around. For when they did they just missed out on hearing their fellow mate's screams of horror and the sound of Sith hounds feeding.
Cho slowly composed him self so as to see what next to do.
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Post by Foxfire on Apr 16, 2010 19:10:06 GMT -5
While Cho meditated to compose himself he felt a force surge like no other. He could not discribe the force signature other than white. The Rilan felt it as well and was moved by it. Cho though had other more pressing matter at hand. He would not let these soldiers go any deeper.
One soldier, a shiny one, seemed disturbed by the sith hounds. Using telepathy Cho echoed the Sith hounds growles behind the shiny one making him fire. The bolt hit a companion's leg behind him. His captain was verbily ripping the shiny one up one side and down another and did not see the sith hound take a soldier in the back of the group.
As he shrieked he dropped a grenade, a frag. Cho pulled the pin and dragged it through the group letting it explode in the middle of them. The fragments killed one imedatlly and wounded two others, the captian and the shiny one. Taking advantage of the drop of numbers Cho lept from hidding landing silently behind the only soldier not injured.
The sound of a snap hiss and the red glow was all that the captain and the shiny one heard and saw. To the disbelief of the other soldier he felt the blood red saber punch through his chest. With a whizz and gurgil the soldier fell at Cho Wroths feet. The whites of Cho's teeth gleemed as he moved forward to finish this first of many battles.
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Post by Foxfire on Apr 16, 2010 20:26:47 GMT -5
After the first battle Cho found little resistance. A few soldiers who were either at check points or moving through to reinforce the front scouts. Obviously the sith hounds wereeating their fill of humes and other beings.
Cho came to the third check point as he worked behind the lines killing and ravaging the weapon stores. Now with flash grenades and fraggers he saw them as fish in a barrel. Cho levitated a flash grenade across the ceiling and dropped it into the group of three troopers. It kachinged and went off blinding the three Cho ran with force speed letting his force vision guide him to his prey. They stood still like sheep for the slaughter. Cho made quick work of them gutting them with claw and snapping necks relying mainly on his natural killing talents. Only using the force to move quickly and guiding him in the blinding flashes of the grenades.
This continued for about three hours until Cho had to rest. Never had he killed so much in such a short time. He allowed him self to open him self up to feel the bigger pockets of soldiers. When he did though he could feel every once in a while a white hot force sig. He wondered if these are the Jedi he had been told of. Well the others did not inform him about killing or ingaging in combat with a Jedi. He had figured their hatered and dislike of them to be a sign as that they wanted the kills for them selves.
The darkness of the tunnels did not bother Cho. What did is doing all this killing with none to see. For dhe killed all that he encountered. At the last check point Cho picked up a coms and now it became active his pressonce had finally been noticed as some thing non-sith hound. It must have been the use of his saber on the last three posts. Now a hunting party were hunting him would they find him, Cho would give a sounding NO. Though if kept in one spot to long he would be found evinutally. So up he rose and started to the next pocket of life forms that was near to him. Maybe they could put a better fight.
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Post by Foxfire on Apr 26, 2010 19:04:29 GMT -5
Blood, gore, the endless screams of beings with their dying breath, this is what Cho had spent endless nights waiting for and now.... He slowed his pace for his body was growing tired for the endless flood of beings standing in his way. How many had he slain? 50.. 100 or was it 200? He did not know. Nor would he ever know for the sith hounds followed him eating, gorging them selves upon the fallen. Death he was and hell's hounds followed.
Time had become to appear to have stopped. A life, a kill for every tick of the chrono. He had also began to have force visions during the time of this killing. Time and again he saw himself standing upon a pile of bodies each of a different race each one higher than the next, until he stood upon one pile of bodies he did not want to see. That was the bodies of his family. The first his own mother then his cousins, then the extended families that had any connection with him by blood.
Alone he was on the great mound. He was no longer youthful or strong but and aged noghri with glowing red eyes and a body covered in scars. What stood over him was the ticking hands of time. Time's hands had a hold on him and would not let him fade away. Even death it self was standing by time not letting Cho die the death of a great warrior of old.
Cho would snap of of these visions drained and exhausted, covered in blood. Some times he had his saber out, other times he would be holding the latest soldier who had died by his claw. Moving into a hidden tunnel to rest Cho would try to recover what ever lost strength he had.
The darkness of the tunnels and the darkness of Sub-terrel hid him well enough. Though the pin points of Jedi force sig's still hunted for him. They were getting ever closer to him and soon they would find him. Then he would finally see for him self why many young Sith hated and even feared the Jedi and their power.
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Post by Mara on May 13, 2010 18:12:28 GMT -5
[...from Siege of Subterrel (Sith)]
The yellow Twi'lek wasn't quite sure why she had seemed so confident at first when her master had left her to her own so that he could follow up his own lead, his own sense of Jedi nearby. They had been going together to find Cho Wroth, to help him if need be. Help him slaughter Jedi, that is; the Noghri Sith was quite capable in taking care of himself as far as Looma was concerned. But then something had stopped Shard in his tracks, and she had been prepared to assist her master in any way she could, drawing her weapon.
When he then called up some of his Dominion soldiers to meet them where they were, Looma hadn't thought anything of it at first. She had assumed he wanted a little help in flushing out the Jedi, straight to their blades. But then he had turned to her and given her a pouch and a simple command to take the soldiers when they arrived and keep on the original mission to back up Cho. She had immediately agreed, proud that her master would deem her worthy and ready enough to go out on her own. The purpose of his decision didn't even seem important at the moment. Looma was just glad to have the chance to prove herself. The only drawback being that her master wouldn't be there to see it. Though, she wouldn't have put it past Shard to have one of his soldiers recording the whole ordeal.
And so now she found herself stalking through the caves that were jungle-dark looking for the Noghri, a half dozen Dominion soldiers behind her. Walking alone now, her master long gone, she had had a lot of time to herself and her mind. As dozens of thoughts swirled around in there, she was feeling a lot differently. A foul mood tainted her and she no longer felt the uplift of first gaining this small victory from her master. First, because she now felt like her master was abandoning her, sending her off on the safest route while he took on the challenging targets. She had yet to find the Noghri or any sign of his passage. It was beginning to seem like a wild gundark chase at the moment, and increasingly so.
Secondly, her mood was also ever the more dark because of who she was to find and help: the only Sith that she couldn't stand to be in the presence of. Ever since she had first met Cho during the Temple's construction, she had always felt uneasy in his presence. He felt too dark, if a Sith could ever be too far gone to the dark side. It hadn't matter earlier when both she and Shard had been going after him; being in the presence of her master made her calmer, more able to do what she did best. Now, even with the soldiers following her, her nervousness was back. The rage was radiating off of her through the Force, not rage at the Jedi, just rage at her present circumstance.
Looma's only small bright spot in the whole endeavor was what she had found in the pouch after her master had left her behind on her own mission. It was filled with small little sharpened pieces of some kind of metal. The irony that her master, who went by the nomenclature of Shard, had given her shards of metal was not lost on her. Though, at the moment, she didn't really find it funny or really all that clever. But she was glad for the gift. Her present position in the caves didn't leave much around for her to use with telekinesis, at least not without a large degree of strength. Looma was sure that when push came to shove, there wouldn't be any time to spend prying loose a rock to throw at the Jedi. At the moment she had the small bag tucked away until she might need it, only carrying her unlit lightsaber in her yellow clawed hand.
She sighed to herself as she continued through, opened up to the Force enough to aid in finding Cho, something that was slightly increased due to her annoyance of her current mission. Her anger enhanced her abilities somewhat. Not a lot, but enough to make her relish the feeling of it. And that served to ease her mood a bit. Though, now she was getting more annoyed by the fact that couldn't seem to find the Noghri anywhere. Annoyed by the troopers following along behind her, silent as the darkness they walked through, their presence in the Force her only proof that they were still there.
But then she started seeing signs of the other Sith's passage. Lots of them. Dead Republic soldiers everywhere. A small pang of regret hit her; it was obvious that by the time she reached Cho that he would not only not need her help but would have any possible enemy slaughtered by then. And that meant there was nothing for her to do. Something that made her think of her master and snarl inwardly. Looma really hoped that something came of this little trip he was sending her on. So far, though, they were just passing by dead bodies.
(((Okay, done... I'll wait for you to go, Fox, before I go again.)))
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Post by Foxfire on May 14, 2010 19:17:57 GMT -5
(OCC-going darker with Cho, for he is nearing a mental breaking point.)
The darkness. Darkness is every thing and any thing. -His master's words echoed through his mind as he walked through the tunnels. Reylin could always bring the darkest aspects out of Cho. Cho's first kill was a rodian that tried to come on to her. She ordered Cho to gill and gut the being. When he did she screamed at him for letting the rodian die to fast. She wanted to feast upon the pleasure she got from feeling the force signature shriek from the rodian.
Now Cho with a second wind calmly walked up to a scout troupe of four individuals. With telekineses he pinned three to the tunnels walls and the fourth he bound up in chains after knocking him out cold. They struggled but Cho held them fast. When the fourth one awoke he tried to free himself but found his hands and feet bound with chains. The soldier asked why. Cho just grinned and turned to the others.
The first soldier wore heavy armer. Cho stretched out his hand a slowly crushed the armer making it dig and bite into the man's flesh. The soldier screamed in pain. Cho opened himself into the force searching for that emotional disturbance. He found it, but it was a disappointment. Minor in the force it was he had to bring out more pain. To do this right though he would have to focus his power away from the others.
Cho turned and found restraints and strips of metal. Taking the metal he, using the force, drove the metal into the tunnel walls as anchors. Then he bound each to an anchor giving him the freedom to direct his force else where.
Turning back he found the soldier cursing at the top of his lungs.
Now now. that is not how a person who supports the light is to talk,.. is it? Let me cure that problem.
Cho slowly walked up to the soldier and place his hand upon the others neck. Finding the vocal cords Cho shredded them as he opened him self up to the force and drink in the pain in the force. He was not done yet. Cho had been practicing with telekinetic energy and found he could focus the energy and greatly heat up an object. He lowered his hand to the metal armer chest piece and began to focus the force into the piece. As in times past it heated up the smell of burning cloth then the smell of scorching flesh greatly increased. It was not until the soldier passed out did he stop.
The pain that the force gave off was intoxicating. Turning to the others he repeated or varied the process until he was left with the fourth one still bound hand and foot. This one though pain would not do. This one he would use what little of his telepathic power to strip and rack this ones mind. At first it was like using a red hot poker the size of his fist, but with time Cho found he could tear fragments of the being memories and cause greater pain than if he had gutted the being with his own hands.
Cho arose from the four even more tired than before, but more satisfied than when killing. Cho moved on leaving these four to writhe in pain and anguish. He had to for the 'Sons of the Light' were coming and he needed all his strength to test them fully to see how and why the sith hated the Jedi.
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Post by Mara on Jun 8, 2010 17:06:46 GMT -5
By now her eyes had adjusted to the darkness of the caves, so much so that she could see almost as well as if she were out in the light. But it didn't really matter; Looma didn't see anything but the unending cave walls and the odd dead Republic soldier with Noghri claw strikes, blood long dried from their wounds. This little side mission from her master was seeming more of a ruse to get her out of harm's way from whatever fight or duel he was expecting and less about her actually helping out Cho Wroth. The yellow Twi'lek was started to wonder if she really did have all that potential he kept spouting about. And she was thinking about turning around and heading back to rejoin her master, keeping the soldiers going after the other Sith. To hell with her master's orders. She wanted to do something.
And she was about to enact these same thoughts when she came to a fork within the cave and had to stop. Which way had the Noghri gone? And... would she go that way, or go the untraveled way. The Dominion soldiers waited patiently as they were trained, waiting for her to lead them on. Looma moved forward to the fork and closed her eyes, opening herself up to the Force even more fully. She didn't rightly care if any Jedi in the vicinity might feel her. If anything, at least Cho would feel her coming. All she wanted to do was figure out which cave he had went down, and how she could get to him. There weren't any bodies at the spot, so that couldn't be any clue. The Force was the only key.
Looma felt him, way up ahead, moving, a ball of dark side energy. Despite her differences of opinion about the Sith, she knew that Cho was a powerful Force user, and a great fighter and ally. She would just have to hurry if she would get to slaughter her own Republic soldiers, and perhaps even Jedi. Jedi--Looma had been about to open her eyes and direct the soldiers into the right tunnel when she felt something distantly. It was faint, but she felt the taint of the light side, of Jedi, somewhere on the other side of where she felt the Noghri. She wasn't strong enough to tell how many, but it sure seemed like a lot. And no matter how powerful the Nogrhi was in the Force, he would need some help against the Jedi. Those were odds even Sith wouldn't favor.
With a sharp command, she got the Dominion soldiers moving, and she herself, at a brisk trot through the tunnel, her lightsaber still unlit in her hand. She tried to reach the mind of Cho and send him word that they were coming, but wasn't sure if he would get it. Looma had clamped down on the Force when she had sensed the Jedi, rethinking her earlier idea of not caring if they knew she was there. Obviously an ambush would be better. Perhaps if Cho distracted the Jedi long enough until they got there... Looma only hoped she wasn't getting in over her head, even though her master had complete faith in her. Either way, the next hour or two would definitely be ones to remember. She just had to make sure it was for good memories, not bad.
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Post by Foxfire on Jun 14, 2010 19:40:56 GMT -5
Flickering candles in the darkness. This is how Cho saw the new group of military moving through the tunnels of Subterrel. What was more, he was being drawn to them. Thinking, it was almost impossible to do. He seemed like he was watching him self go through the motions. Slash here, bite there, strangle and crush. It was the same until a group of light sigs had stopped their movement because of a deepening darkness that surrounded them.
Cho came out of a tunnel into a wide flat cavern with a bowled floor. Then he under stood and some control was regained. A group of twenty republic solders was surrounded by eight Sith hounds whose height was six feet each. Cho set his eyes upon the solders and felt their fear in the force and he wanted more.
He moved across the cavern toward the solders. By instinct his saber was snatched from his belt to his left hand. Snap..hisss. The glow of the pulsing crimson blood red blade shot forth and the attention of all was turned upon the noghri. The darkness of the sith hounds and the weakening light of the solders was all Cho could really see as he got closer. One of the dark mass of energy was directed more at Cho than the rest. In a blur of movement the Sith hound coiled and sprang at Cho. It was obvious that the sith hound did not want to share the kill. To Cho the kill no longer mattered.
Cho raised his hand seeing nothing but the swirling dark energy and lashed out in a terrifying amount of force destruction. He spun the energy in four directions, but to the common watcher the Sith hound was twisted in four different directions, like a lime slice in the fingers of a bar tender. Cho's vision cleared for a few seconds and he saw the twisted mass of flesh. Showing no emotion to the death of a sith hound Cho moved ever closer to the solders. As for the sith hounds, they moved back giving the noghri the kill.
Cho reached out to one of the flickering light sigs and pulled, but the light went out in a puff. The solider was yanked so hard all could hear the snap of his neck as Cho pulled him in the force. This must have waked the solder's resolve because they started to shoot at Cho. In Cho's eyes the bolts were so slow. Their actions rang some thing deep within him for he just reacted. His Ataru and Juyo training was normally intimidating to a singular opponent but to twenty while he was in his current state of mind, it was deadly.
When Cho was done he found himself in a death hold of the last solder's neck with his teeth latched around it. He could taste the blood of the solider. The noghri blood rage was a rare sight to see since not many live long enough to tell about it. But a group did indeed see it and was horrified. Thirty more solders came into the cavern and following them was the unwavering light of the Jedi.
Now was Cho's time to ask why there was so much hatred between the Sith and the Jedi. He rose and tried to speak, but all that came forth was an ear bleeding noghri war-cry. Why ... why did he do this? That is when he saw it. One of the four Jedi was using his telephatic power to calm or control him. In the near mind breaking state he was in none would be able to control him lest of all him self.
Cold resolute and haughtiness, that is what Cho could feel from them. Even though they thought themselves righteous Cho could see how near to the darkness they them selves drew. Words,... words were what had to separate the groups. He wanted to test them but they used their minions to engage the noghri. This would not due, he had to test them some how that is when he felt her. Even shrouded in the force Looma could be felt and smelt there was nothing now in this state that Cho would miss. He would use her to test them but to what extent. For now he could feel himself slipping every second. She had to be given a chance to test them or her self. So Cho held on as wave after wave of solders came to engage him.
To keep most of the bolts from coming to close he enveloped himself in a force bubble. Then to slow the solders forward progress he levitated the dead and made them orbit around him. This was working for the most part but he did not know how long he would be able to keep it up.
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Post by Mara on Jun 28, 2010 0:58:22 GMT -5
Closed down on the Force as she was, it was still hard not to miss the unmistakable energy of Cho Wroth growing closer as she and the soldiers jogged ahead through the dark tunnel. Even a normal being would be able to feel the charged air built up by the Noghri and his Jedi opponents. Looma gathered speed, her cloak whipping behind her, hoping that the tunnel she was in would lead to a larger opening where she knew the battle must be raging. If it just led to more tunnels... Well, hopefully it wouldn't come to that. Any aspirations she had held about ditching the other Sith, disobeying her mater, were gone. Now all her mind held was to help Cho, fellow Sith and ally.
As they ran along, she mentally gathered herself, thinking about what she might do first. Obviously she had to assess the situation first, but other than that... The two main choices were lightsaber or the shards given to her by her master. One she was a lot more skilled with, but the other would probably do a lot better against trained Jedi. No matter how many sharp pieces of metal she threw at them, they could easily be batted away with lightsaber or Force. But Looma also knew if she charged in there lightsaber blazing, she would not last more than a minute in there. Even with the Dominion soldiers backing her up. No, the decision had to be made now, before she arrived, to remove any hesitation in the heat of battle.
Looma spared herself a sense of the Force, just to get a perspective of the battle. With the strength of Jedi ahead of her--only masters of the Force could hold Cho Wroth at bay--they would have reached through her own weak mask by now. No use hiding herself. She couldn't pick out exact numbers but felt at least two dozen regular beings, soldiers, and perhaps three or four Force users besides Cho, Jedi. And they were getting closer.
Seeing a bit of flickering light ahead she slowed, the soldiers following suit. It was multicolored, and at first she thought it was a crystal cave of some sort, until she heard the familiar hum lightsabers. The opening ahead widened and she saw the huge cavern in front of her, Cho Wroth in the middle of it fighting off Republic soldiers, some of them dead and revolving around him in the air.
Her tactical decision made earlier, she wordlessly gestured to the half dozen Dominion soldiers, ordering them ahead to engage the enemy. She herself stayed at the cusp of the cavern, half in the tunnel, half out, and clipped her lightsaber to her belt. Distraction could be her ally now, at least for a moment until the Jedi ultimately would engage her, she was sure. Looma pulled out the pouch that Shard had gifted her and held it in her outstretched arm, in the palm of her left hand. Her eyes half closed, and she focused hard with the Force, pulling energy from it. The pouch unwound open, the sides slackening, and one by one, the small shards levitated out, first slowly, then quickly, until there was a small storm of the metal pieces circulating in front of her. And then she released them, not at the Jedi, but at the soldiers, hoping that the Jedi would still be honorable to their weakness--innocent beings--and focus instead on their comrades, leaving Cho an opening.
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Post by Foxfire on Jul 2, 2010 11:54:38 GMT -5
Darkness and pain the very ascents of the dark side. Writhing in both Cho Held on to life and reality. A white hot burning was in his brain. The Jedi of sufficient telepathic had gotten an opening in Cho's darkened mind and now found himself unable to let go do to Cho's unbreakable rage.
Cho let his force slither back to the same Jedi. Once there it wrapped it's self around the Jedi. As Cho would spasm so did his force and pain would be for the Jedi. The other Jedi was trying to break the force link but none were strong enough to break the hold. The force tendrils tightened and ate into the Jedi's being. Shrieks of pain echoed of the cavern's walls and resonated with-in the crystals. Cho let him self fall just a bit more into the force feeding off of the pain giving him the strength to keep up the maelstrom and hold onto that Jedi that dared to hurt him.
The damage the Jedi was doing was likened to a single nova with in the blackness of space. Yet where this Jedi had touched was the prime area that helped control Cho's destructive power. Cho allowed himself to follow along the same path the Jedi to the spot and see if there was any thing to stop the incursion into his mind. With the microscopic tendrils of the force Cho tied and bound the energy binding from further damage, but damage had been done.
Whistling in the air brought Cho back from his mind along with the unmistakable scent of Looma. Protection, she would need protection and a cover distraction to have her attack succeed. So Cho using a singular Force lighting bolt blasted and sent toward the Jedi the body parts of their fallen. Gory yes but it would be enough to make them miss the intended targets.
Wwwhhyyy? Dooo..oo you do this to mee.ee...?
Cho struggled to speak, all that his was doing was taking all he had to keep standing.
A brave solider stood to deflect the body parts but made himself an open easy target. Before one of the Jedi could tell him to get down Cho lashed out with another tendril that was swirling around with-in the maelstrom. He kicked and screamed to no avail. Eventually the maelstrom picked him up and the debris smashed and slashed him to pieces.
The two of three remaining Jedi gasped at their loss, but it was short lived as Looma's metal shards started their work of cutting the number of soldiers. With the drop of soldiers Cho was able to move the maelstrom closer and closer to the Jedi. The Jedi that was probing Cho's mind his eyes widened as he saw within Cho's mind what Cho was going to do next. He tried to talk but Cho's tendril was there to silence the Jedi, by driving it's self down the now open mouth of the Jedi to choke the words off.
The reaction by the other Jedi of what was happening to the brother made them shrink back. The struggling Jedi tried to warn them once again but it resulted in his neck being broken. Cho roared in relief as the link was broken but the pain and the nova splash of light side energy was still present. Cho dropped the maelstrom which in turn let the bodies and the debris fall to the ground with a disturbing crunching splat.
Cho's first Jedi kill was not with his blade as he had hoped it would be. He was not bothered by that thought for after all there were still three more.
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Post by Mara on Jul 29, 2010 17:48:33 GMT -5
The small jagged storm of shades flew at the soldiers that the Jedi had foolishly brought with them. They swirled and twinkled in the limited light of the cave, mostly illuminated in a prism of colors from the three lightsabers of the light side users. In any other situation one might deem them beautiful, a work of art. And while Looma, controlling them through the Force, might still think so, the enemy soldiers would most certainly not. They would be twice tied now, with her weapons coming at them in tangent with the fire from the Dominionites' weapons.
She had hoped only to use the multiple weapons as a distraction for the Jedi, to help Cho, but he had put up a distraction of his own. For now he was using the fallen Jedi as weapons, shoving them towards the Jedi. Perhaps her Noghri fellow wasn't in much trouble as he had seemed when she first arrived. Looma could still feel the dark energy of the other Sith and his recent displays of power gave proof that he was still formidable. Still, though, there was something about his aura that unsettled her. Either he was so immersed in the dark side that it was even scaring her, or it was something else, much worse.
But the yellow Twi'lek couldn't think about that now. She had to focus on the task at hand. Soldiers were slowing falling at the hands of the Dominion, but not quick so quickly as she had hoped. Both sides were skilled in weapons firing. She allowed herself a smile; while the Jedi were busy fighting off Cho's Noghri-made projectiles and their soldiers were fending off the Dominion, there would be no chance at them to defend against her own barrage--the metal shards. Her eyes were fully closed now, but she felt her targets in the Force just as clearly as if her violet orbs were open. Looma aimed and fired, keeping to just two or three of the Republic soldiers in order to do the most damage.
With the enemies focused on both threats, it was easy for Looma and her soldiers to take down all the remaining soldiers. She was briefly saddened as they fell down, dead before they hit the ground from the blaster bolts, not being able to enjoy their misery. But the shards, those did not kill quickly if she focused them properly. They would still kill but not directly. Their agony poured into the Force, and she leeched onto it, letting it add to her own power that she was gaining from the dark side. It was if Cho's energizing presence was energizing her. She had forgotten all about the purpose of this mission and any dark thoughts she had at her master. Looma was starting to enjoy herself and really know what it meant to be a Sith, all those months after arriving to Korriban.
Looma grasped onto her shards and pulled them from the dead soldiers's bodies as the Dominion soldiers, reduced from six to five, inspected the dead men to make sure they were far gone from this world. Now only the Jedi remained, their numbers reduced as well to only three as Looma had seen upon making sure her targets had been reduced to nil. They were good odds, three Jedi versus two Sith and five highly trained soldiers. This mission was turning out to be going better than she had thought. Easy, even.
The last of the bloodied shards were now back to her hand, swirling in the air in front of her as she waited for her next move. Or rather, for the Jedi to make their next move. Looma wasn't about to jump into anything she couldn't handle, as much confidence as was swelling in her at the better odds in the fight. She may be young, but she wasn't entirely stupid.
Turning her eyes and the Force towards Cho, she saw him standing there in front of the mangled body parts, the three Jedi on the other side of the pile, still a bit stunned at seeing their comrade die in front of them, perhaps not even noticing that all their soldiers were now gone. Looma remained where she was, not yet ready to venture into the cavern and preferring to stay on her perch. She would wait and see what Cho would do, if she could feel his plan through the Force. And then she and the Dominionites would aid him in any way possible. With blasters, and with telekinetic shards, or even lightsaber. The Twi'lek had both at the ready, as the shards orbited around her left hand in jagged orbits, and her right hand reached into her robe. She didn't remove her lightsaber, only laid her hand on the hilt. Looma was ready.
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Aug 5, 2010 14:17:02 GMT -5
Post by Foxfire on Aug 5, 2010 14:17:02 GMT -5
Death... Cho Wroth the bringer of death and destruction stood before the three remaining Jedi. His breath raspy his body twitched as force lighting ran down the length of his left side. Cho's mind swirled, his balance wavered, dropping to one knee he took in a deep breath to reclaim some energy.
Death...
Like candles Cho could feel them winking out as small petite candles blowing in a gale force wind. Another mind touched his this mind, it was there not to hurt him but prodded him to stand and fight. This mind is a .... for a lack of better words .... a friend.
She awaited him to move. What would he do? He felt sorry for her that she had to wait for him. But wait.... he felt sorry for her. Was this empathy the one thing he was accused of not having. When did he loose it? His mind was confounded by the though. In that moment the Jedi felt it the hole in his defense. The dragon had a chink in his armer. They responded by their minds searching for the one Cho was protecting.
Cho could not let them find her. He had to protect her. With in the force Cho's sorrow poured out for Looma he blow her cover and he would kill all before they would find her out. Jumping with a enhanced force jump Cho was in the air coming toward the Jedi. Cho surged into the force building it up into his hands above his head. The simple technique he had been working on of throwing kinetic energy. At this moment it all he could do to hold on to it with out it blowing up in his hands. The full amount he dared not use for the cave in would kill him as well as Looma.
With a thrust of his hands he threw the kinetic ball of energy and blasted the three Jedi apart. They landed whole and ready to fight but now they were apart. Cho landed with in the blast zone and took a breath again filling his being with the force. In it he could feel it heal him bind him together, for he was near the point of breaking. His mind flitted to Looma and warned her of his nearing collapse. He also said he would kill or damage them for her to make quick work of them.
In a blur of Ataru enhanced with Juro he smashed into the youngest of the remaining Jedi. She had no strength and was not truly ready for such an onslaught. His blades whirled and slashed often breaking through the Jedi's defense. During a spin flip he force pulled some debris to him from behind her. She was so distracted by the noghri she was not aware of the danger from behind her. A stone the size of her head smashed into the back of her head, quite likely killing her but Cho did not slow he used his claws and slashed her throat of a confirmed kill.
As she fell, Cho landed on all fours turned and gave a very primal hiss while drool ran down his chin. The Jedi turned. One the older readied him self for the fight while the other continued the search of the other Sith. Cho did not want her to be found but it was little he could do for her now. He energy both physical and in the force was swiftly leaving him. The last thing he could do was force bind the older Jedi and hoped that Looma could kill the younger while he held the older. Then they together would kill him before he himself pass on.
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Post by Mara on Aug 19, 2010 1:25:04 GMT -5
Looma watched as they stared at each other, the three Jedi and Cho Wroth. It seemed for a few moments they were both indecisive; the Jedi because of their losses and realization of their situation, the Sith because of his notice of her. She felt conflict within him as the Noghri simultaneously wanted to quickly dispatch the Jedi, yet had concern for his new companion. The Twi'lek wanted to rely that she could take care of herself, but didn't know how to go about it. The mind of the other Sith was a dark enigma that she couldn't begin to understand.
And then he attacked them. She wasn't sure yet how she would fit into his new plan of attack or even if he had even thought to include her. Not that she had even asked to join in. Looma had only followed after him after her master's orders and come upon him like this, decided to aid him along with the soldiers she had brought. Obviously the Noghri was able to take care of himself, as he was much more powerful than she was. And yet... Looma felt she had to do something besides lurk in the tunnel with the bloodied shards floating in front of her as Cho went after the Jedi, blowing them apart, unharmed.
Involuntarily she took a couple steps forward, almost entirely inside the cavern now. Looma watched the Jedi as they slowly got up after being pushed forcefully down. No longer were they standing together, but spread apart. Harder targets perhaps, but they didn't have the support of each other.
She had a flash in her mind then, a vision brought by the Force that carried the signature of Cho. The message he was sending her made her heart beat a little faster. He was tiring, almost spent. And that made Looma nervous. Even with the soldiers helping her, she knew she was no match for Jedi on her own, even if the other Sith wounded them, as the rest of his message conveyed. But she would have to make herself ready. They would do better to attack them together, instead of more of a tag-team option. And she would have to use her lightsaber; the metal shards would only momentarily distract the Jedi.
The soldiers moved ahead of her, waiting for her signal. They hadn't fired again since felling their Republic counterparts. Their further role was a bit blurred as they watched Cho attacking the Jedi, not wanting to create friendly fire. Looma jumped into the cavern, keeping part of her mind focused on the shards in the air, the rest of it focused on bringing out her other weapon and igniting it. If anything she might distract the Jedi so the Noghri could finish them off quickly, before he collapsed.
As she approached, the female Jedi was torn apart by Cho, leaving only two Jedi, the odds even closer in their favor now. Quietly she told the Dominionites to hold their fire unless they got a clear shot. Just as they had thought of, she didn't want a stray bolt hitting her or Cho. And then she took in a deep breath, pulling the Force close to her.
Her red blade hissed into the dark cavern air. Even if they had felt her through the Force, now the Jedi were sure of her presence. There was no stopping that now; it was inevitable. She could tell then that one of the Jedi had already been probing around for her; at the same time that they locked eyes, Cho went after his comrade. Looma wasn't sure what he did, but the Jedi grabbed at his face and didn't seem able to do much else. She knew she didn't have much time till the older Jedi recovered and picked up the pace towards the other Jedi, the soldiers now taking up positions behind her. There was no more time for her nervousness or hesitation now; confidence in her abilities had to be her ally now.
Letting go of the shards once more, she Force-threw them as powerfully as she could towards the younger Jedi, a human. Just as she thought, he easily batted them away with his blue blade. There were many of them, though, in multiple directions, and she saw a few make it past his defense. However, almost all shredded harmlessly through his cloak. The one that hit its mark did little more than cause an annoying scratch. But Looma stood her ground and raised her lightsaber into a ready stance. Trying to feel as though she had gotten way over her head in this situation. Not wanting to cry out to her master for help.
Red met blue in a crash of sparks as Looma finally met the human Jedi in a duel. A duel that she hoped she would survive.
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Aug 30, 2010 19:16:04 GMT -5
Post by Foxfire on Aug 30, 2010 19:16:04 GMT -5
Thump ..... thump, thump... thump....... thump, thump. Cho's heart beat ran a wild gambit through his chest as he watched Looma fling the metal shards at the younger Jedi. Then the snap hiss of a saber and the following crackle of the blades meeting each other. Cho was glad to see her finally taking her stand in this battle if he was going to die here at least he would have the pleasure to watch the young one fight.
A jolt in the force brought him back to the matter at hand, the older Jedi. What was he going to do with him? Feeling him out in the force he found anger building with in the Jedi, that was all Cho needed. He latched hold on to the hatred and enveloped that to feed his own being slowly his strength returned but not nearly enough to deal with both of the Jedi. He tried to strengthen his choke but he got very little from that. The Jedi though started to fight back by throwing rocks and debris at him. Not being phased by it until a single metal shard hit his left chest digging into him.
The spark of pain and rage Cho shot the shard of metal back at the Jedi. Remembering how the younger Jedi deflected them with ease Cho blasted the older Jedi with fine debris making it tear into the Jedi's eyes and clouding the Jedi's thinking. Cho let the piece of metal go and sent a small rock right beside it imbuing it with a force sig so that if the Jedi did manage to see with in the force that he would see the rock and not the metal shard.
The blast of dirt and shrapnel did indeed hit the Jedi. Cho waited for the first sign that his force faint worked. He could not tell the feel of death was to great for him to get a feel the older Jedi. What he did feel was his physical being start to give out. He tried again to sap more of the hatred from the Jedi only to find it not there. He had indeed killed the Jedi. The metal shard had hit the Jedi in the left eye burying it's self deep with in the being head.
Visibly Cho's body went limp and he fell to the ground as if dead, but his mind slowly crawled onward. Now not moving not even a finger to force flick a piece of metal shard that he now saw beside him. He watched in aw at the ensuing battle between the young Jedi and Looma. He felt her fear and knew she would still need help. With the last of his strength he started resiting a Rakata prayer of rebirth. He had always felt stronger by tapping into this power of the ancient Rakata ability. Power started to be opened to him within the force filling him binding his wounds and focusing his mind.
As he continued to recite the prayer he opened himself to Looma in the force. Here he welcomed her to share his power, to take it and win. The power continued to pour into him until his mind became a blur of light, darkness twisting them selves together into one in power.
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Post by Karl the Unfettered on Aug 30, 2010 19:32:12 GMT -5
"That didn't work out too well," Shard muttered to himself, skulking through the tunnels of Subterrel en route to his apprentice and Cho Wroth. He had gone in search of Jedi, and thinking to save his apprentice from undue attention had sent her after the Noghri to aid him if need be. Unfortunately the Jedi had not lasted long; they had not expected his cortosis armor, and this had given him the moment he needed to strike with lethal efficiency. He hadn't even needed to bring out his second blade.
But, looking ahead he saw Looma had found Jedi anyway, and they had found her; likewise there was Cho Wroth, unsubtle and deadly as always. Already hidden from detection in the Force, the Miraluka moved quicker, a dark shadow amongst other shadows in the rocky caverns. He was not unduly concerned for their safety; he knew well that Wroth could see to his own lookout, and his young Twi'lek student was more skilled than she realized. "Perhaps I should have brought her along anyway," he said to himself. "A good fight to the death would do her confidence a world of good."
But things had happened as they had, and there was no getting around it. It was probable anyway Wroth had indeed needed help, and Looma with the soldiers he had backed her up with had doubtless given said help. Just as he had ordered.
In time he came upon the cavern in which the bedlam happened, just in time to see Wroth impale a Jedi Knight with a clever feint involving dirt, rocks and a bit of metal. "Ahh, well played, my friend," Shard said approvingly; he would not have expected such complexity from the apparently simple Sith, even if such an attack was a last resort. Cho collapsed, but Shard could yet see life in his battered form.
So as Looma and the younger Jedi fought, Shard snuck out and laid a hand on Cho's forehead. "Sleep, comrade," he muttered quietly, "your time here has been well spent. I will awake you when we depart." He glanced around, saw his men were still alive and had seen him; he waved them about to encircle the dueling pair and stand ready to execute the Jedi when Looma prevailed over him. Then he stood, still invisible to his student, and watched her fight.
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Sept 2, 2010 2:07:33 GMT -5
Post by Mara on Sept 2, 2010 2:07:33 GMT -5
Almost immediately after engaging the young male Jedi in battle, Looma was feeling the slightest bit of doubt creeping past her Force defenses. And try as she might, it wouldn't go away. She had to pull on her confidence to counteract it, while at the same time making sure her lightsaber was blocking the Jedi's blade. Lightsaber combat was definitely not her strong point, she knew that, but somehow she couldn't let her opponent feel her fear through the Force. It would be much too weak of her to step out of the way and let the soldiers finish him out. Only her determination not to be defeated that easily led her on, adrenaline merging with the Force to aid her desperate strokes with her red blade.
He was young and obviously skilled, but sometimes youth could be a disadvantage. Something she knew well within her own life. And Looma turned inwardly slightly while still batting away his possible killing strokes, playing more for defense than trying any offense at the moment. It was all she could do; her arms were tiring, she knew that. If she could think of a way to play of the Jedi's youth and possible overconfidence, cockiness... there could be a chance. The Twi'lek knew she wouldn't be able to distract him long enough to kill him, but perhaps she would be able to let her lightsaber make contact with him.
She was completely focused on her own duel, having forgotten for the moment the other Jedi who Cho was taking on, not having any idea how her fellow Sith was doing. There was no time for her to divide her focus; she could only hope he was holding on, though she knew this extended fight was taking a toll on the powerful Noghri as well.
Looma continued to probe her mind for anything, any small loophole to get past the Jedi's defenses. For something, anything to distract him. If not to get in an attack, just to allow her a few seconds to rest and catch her breath. The flurry of slashes and furious pace he was setting with their blades was starting to overwhelm her, and she hated to think what would happen if she could no longer defend with her lightsaber. She would most definitely be killed.
It happened just when she was thinking about resigning herself to her fate, that if she died, she would take the Jedi down with her if she could, for the moment forgetting the Dominion soldiers that were standing by, waiting for an in. All of a sudden the dark side of the Force felt stronger, and there was a familiar presence attached to it--Cho. She dared not spare a look at the Noghri, but continued to press on, wondering where the increase of power was coming from, how he was creating it. But Looma could feel it calling to her, and she took it, drinking in the Force, feeling it strengthen her, almost as if her master had been sharing his power with her, but she knew he wasn't there. Reason didn't matter; her tiredness was disappearing; her confidence was returning. She locked her violet eyes on the human's blue ones and smiled, not kindly.
With a ferocity that even surprised the Twi'lek herself, she came back at the Jedi with her red blade, now striking at him half as much as she was defending. She no longer cared if she was following a specific form; Shii-Cho was all she knew anyway. For the moment she was only focused on taking down the Jedi, surviving a few minutes longer. No longer was she thinking of a way to divert the Jedi's attention. With the undoubtable power of Cho strengthening her, she didn't need such tricks. What she lacked in lightsaber skill, she gained in pure raw confidence in her abilities. At the moment she believed she could win. Nor was she trying to move the human Jedi around so that the soldiers could take him out, also not realizing that they were surrounding the dueling pair, instead of waiting behind her. She wanted this kill for her own.
((((I think I'll wound her in my next post....)))
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Post by Foxfire on Sept 10, 2010 21:12:07 GMT -5
Cho's mind tried to hold on. He forced himself to repeat the Rakata prayer so that Looma would have the strength to not just fight but win. His memories started to flow back to the ancient Rakata temple where he taught himself. The power of the place was unlike the power of the Sith temple. The Sith temple was violent dark in power. As from what he felt from the Jedi their temple must feel like a white star. The Rakata temple if felt like power it's self. The unescapable darkness of a black hole with the crushing power of a super nova, an exploding black hole.
Cho felt that power once again just out of reach but he pushed his mind as close to it as he could. A few moments he thought he slipped away into the force, but no he could hear his raspy breath and the clashing of hissing lightsabers. Being in the presonce of that power tapping into it, the energy started to flood backwards into him giving him the same feel as that of the Rakata temple on Honighro.
Letting it flow it began to heal him and flow out toward Looma. Cho tried to regulate the flow but it was like holding back a flood of water. Thankfully for both of them it seemed to quiet as just a few seconds. Cho still could not open his eyes but he could feel the battle raging on. Looma had his power tied unto her self and was making the best use of it. What unnerved Cho was the shielded presonse of Shard himself. He was there. Had the force guilded Shard to them in their time of need or was it some thing simplier, the smell of battle.
Slowly Cho regain a portion of his being and spoke.
To the victior goes the win and the prey. Let the blood of the prey flow freely.
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