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Oct 9, 2010 19:38:47 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 9, 2010 19:38:47 GMT -5
Felucia, as Mikau Verkaline knew it be, was a life-filled and overgrown planet, literally teeming with glowing plants and even more so, strange species. An odd and quizzical planet, Mikau had studied, therefore very interesting. Once he had purchased a standard transportation shuttle and a pilot, Mikau plotted this course first. Supposedly, a hitman on Nar Shaddaa had a rival living on Felucia - and was willing to be huge credits for his head. Mikau simply could not refuse... he was in need of money, and especially in need of something to do.
Naturally, Mikau didn't expect to use his talent and ability for mere assassination; no, there was certainly much more he could do than become a common assassin. But while he had nowhere else to go and nothing else to do, being a paid assassin with the Force was a good enough sounding job to a young Dark Jedi.
Dropping his robe in his hold on the ship, Mikau attached his beaten lightsaber hilt to his belt and donned his traditional gear, which was lightweight and versatile: perfect for an acrobatic and quick fighter like himself. He proceeded to the cockpit where he had his pilot, a young twi'lek named Ilia V'sek, hover above a giant lily pad. Seeing as there were no official landing pads anywhere near, this was Mikau's second option.
Without landing the shuttle, the boy nodded to his pilot and fell out of the shuttle, landing with a roll on the lily pad. Sounds of life and nature filled the young once-Jedi's mind while his pilot and ship flew off and left him there. He checked his commlink to make sure it was completely functional, then stood on the pad. The sun was setting in the distance, and it would be dark soon... perfect time for Mikau to begin scouting for his target.
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Oct 9, 2010 20:15:00 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 9, 2010 20:15:00 GMT -5
"For the last time Djinn, We have to go, the Master ordered us to spend 15 Standard days here, No exceptions!"
Jarod Dubrilli wheeled his chair around to face Djinn, his custom build Droid bodyguard, whos unblinking red photoceptors stared blankly ahead, the massive green planet drawing ever closer. "That may be... But I don't like warm planets, it makes my gyros stick, and then it takes about an hour to fix..." " I don't care if it causes all of your joints to freeze up, we're going..." Jarod was determined to show his master he could do it, he needed an assignment, he was getting very...very...VERY! Bored, and this could actually be fun. " So...where to master? " The skeletal droid swiveled around to face the heavily cloaked Jarod, who slowly scratched his chin, pondering. " Take us to the equator... It seems like a more likely place for predators..."
Later...
Far above the lush fungi-forests, a sleek, rounded T shaped freighter rumbled overhead, sending the highest fungi heads off into the dark undergrowth. The ship continued onward, then quickly eased to a halt, hovering over a vegetation thick clearing, and began to descend. As it lowered, it brought a large amount of the surrounding vines and fungi with it, causing many faint crashes, until it finally settled with a wet thud, as it's landing gear slowly sank into the moist ground. Seconds passed, with no activity from the large ship, until a bursts of steam explodes from the underside, as a large boarding ramp slowly extended from the ship, slowly squishing into the lush soil.
" Come quickly Djinn, we have much time on our hands, and we shouldn't linger long, less a creature come crashing through..." A darkly clad figure slowly strode down the ramp, wearing a form fitting black and red body suit, a large reflective helmet at his side. " I still don't like this..." replied the skeletal droid that sheepishly emerges from the inside, sporting a large slugthrower, and a belt full of grenades. " I don't care what you think...we have to do this, now hurry up, I'll be sending the ship into orbit ina few seconds" and with that he connected his helmet to his suit with a sharp hiss, followed by a dull click, and strode quickly into the jungle. " Wait for me master! " Quickly uttered the droid, as it hurried along to catch up, as the large freighter retracted it's ramp, and began to rise up into the air, blasting away from the planet, leaving them behind on this vicious fungi world.
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Oct 9, 2010 20:42:34 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 9, 2010 20:42:34 GMT -5
Mikau leaped from treetop to treetop, plant head to plant head. The sun had well dropped into the sky, casting a goodbye-orange-sky, dark blue glow across the beautiful landscape that was Felucia. Mikau loved dusk, and the glows it casted, especially on glowing plants and fungi such as these.
Unfortunately, however, Mikau had found no humanoid signs of life. Sure, he saw plenty of the (well armed) native species, but he knew better than to initiate fights with the locals... at least this early on. His target, a Zabrak named Sall Qel, supposedly had a small metal outpost around here somewhere... though, Mikau guessed it was more likely a giant facility. He was weak on information, as was his employer. He figured he should try his best to find signs of life that spoke basic, seeing as the only other communication he understood was Selkatha, and that's simply because he had to learn to understand it when he was born. Obviously, no one spoke it here.
Mikau stopped atop a giant blooming leaf-like plant that gave way to a clearing below him... Though, this was no ordinary clearing... this was synthetic. Man made. A ship had landed here. Mikau leaped down, twirling slowly through the air as he fell, and hit the soft floor below him with a small wave of Force energy. Before him, a plot of soil sat disturbed by a ship... one that had only taken off minutes ago. Mikau walked over to the soil to inspect it, then confirmed the fact that it was indeed recent. He turned back towards a path through the undergrowth that was now illuminating beautifully in the night. He had company...
Mikau pulled his hilt into his hand with the Force and caught it with a solid grasp. He flipped it around, ready to ignite it backwards if need be; his favorite fighting style. He cautiously proceeded through the overgrowth until he heard the semi-annoying, complaining voice of a droid...
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Oct 9, 2010 21:22:17 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 9, 2010 21:22:17 GMT -5
" I told you! I knew that this humidity would get to me! Now my leg gyros are sticking!" " If you don't shut up I will rip you to shreds, and leave you on this forsaken world! Is that clear?" " Y-yes Master " " Good, now hurry up, I see something up ahead"
The duo quickened their pace, Jarod couldn't shake off the feeling that...something was amiss here, it was quiet...too quiet. " Hold... This doesn't feel right..." He quickly slammed the palm of his fist into the droid's chest cavity, halting it's groggily march. The jungle was eerily silent, there should be sounds of life...but it was...unnaturaly quiet, surely not themselves could of caused this...no, this was something else. " Master We shou-" Djinn was cut short by a massive brown and blue beast exploding from the nearby fungi, massive claws aiming right toward Jarod. " Oh Shi-"
Jarod barely managed to escape the beast's deadly attack, and he quickly backflipped away from the creature, igniting both of his lightsabers, their blue and green glows matching the flora of the pathway. Jarod uttered a quick snarl, sounding mechanical because of the respirator on the helmet, as he lunged forward, both sabers aiming directly for the creature's arm. The beast howled in pain as the two sabers dug deep into it's forearm, but with a quick swipe of it's free claw, it sent Jarod spiraling into a nearby Fungi tree. The beast was angry, it's eyes glowing red with bloodlust, as it charged for the stunned Jarod, teeth barred as it raised it's right claw, just as four quick blaster bolts slammed into it's back. " Get off him you damned beast!" announced Djinn as he unloaded more blasts into the creature, who howled with pain and quickly retreated into the thick jungle, leaving smashed fungi and vegetation in it's wake. " Gah, Thanks Djinn, I didn't expect it to slash at me, at least my suit's ok..." Jarod quickly leaped from the broken fungi, retrieving his sabers with a quick force pull, and they continued on their way deeper into the jungle.
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Oct 9, 2010 22:02:50 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 9, 2010 22:02:50 GMT -5
Mikau, with near expert perception, sensed something amiss within the fungi trees and other plants that illuminated the jungle path. There was something wrong here; something powerful, something mighty and ferocious that would likely...
Mikau leaped back, behind the cover of a large glowing mushroom, and ignited his bright blue lightsaber. Though he did not plan to aid this mysterious stranger in the fight, Mikau noticed that this warrior was likely a Jedi... or something else that used a lightsaber. "This isn't good..." Mikau said under his breath as he deactivated his lightsaber, holstering it back to his belt. If a Jedi was here, that meant trouble. With trouble came failure to his mission. That would not happen.
Then again, the figure could be Sith. It was pretty horrible to its droid... and the droid didn't seem to care. The aura about this man was... confusing to Mikau, if anything. As the two beings- clearly done with the fight- left, Mikau quietly stalked them again, stopping at the carcass of the beast. Blaster bolts and saber marks. "Interesting..." Mikau said quietly as he looked towards the maybe-Jedi and droid. Instead of giving direct chase from behind, Mikau leaped up and hopped from mushroom to mushroom, following them from an aerial view.
Mikau was very curious. He could be Sith, he could be Jedi. The color of his lightsaber indicated Jedi, but Mikau knew better than to judge a person by the color of his lightsaber. Especially since his own was cyan... and that's when the revelation struck him. The being could be a Dark Jedi, like he was himself... though the name seemed distasteful to Mikau's lips.
In spite of his thoughts, Mikau continued to pursue them for a while until he was bored. When this happened, Mikau hopped a few mushroom tops ahead of them, and stopped, giving himself an easy 50 feet away from them. The conflicted boy looked towards the stars; the beautiful stars that only helped illuminate Felucia's wonderful geography. Though Mikau had a hateful disposition, he also had a keen eye for the beauty of nature.
Shaking off a brighter side of things, Mikau let himself drop from the mushroom top, landing nicely on one knee about fifty feet away from the droid and the man with two lightsabers. Though he was full of fear, Mikau did not choose to show it. He slowly lifted his head, igniting his lightsaber, and flipped it around backwards for his backhanded style.
"Who... are you?" Mikau asked, monotone and cautiously.
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Oct 10, 2010 3:28:58 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 3:28:58 GMT -5
Jarod knew he was being followed, so it didn't surprise him at all that his stalker suddenly appeared. " So...You must be person who was following me...it's not nice to stalk, and if you must insist to know me, I'm afraid I cannot reveal any details of myself to you." He slowly paces back and forth, eyeing his opponent suspiciously, " I must say...what's someone like you doing in a dangerous place like this? " He slowly turns away from him, " Well, My Name is Jarod, and you're standing my way...I'll have to ask you to move nicely...or things will get dirty..." He suddenly wheels on him, suddenly both saber hilts in his hands, the Droid has also aimed his slugthrower at you, " Sir, what should I do?" " Shoot him..." Blastershots echo throughout the Jungle...
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Oct 10, 2010 7:42:17 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 7:42:17 GMT -5
Mikau smiled wryly and stood slowly as the other man addressed him. The young man made sure he had a tight grip on his lightsaber before he made any moves. Unfortunately, he was not the one to make the first move.
Mikau saw quickly the man as he drew both of his lightsabers. He figured that since he was outnumbered in blade combat, as well as having to deal with a ranged opponent, that he should retreat and probably retaliate from elsewhere. As the droid began to fire, Mikau flipped his saber around to a standard grip in order to block the blaster bolts. Since he was not adept enough to send them back from the direction in which they came, they bolts clumsily ended up hitting the flora about them. Small plants burned, as did the stalks of some giant mushrooms and lily pads.
As he batted another bolt away, Mikau leaped forward into the air and turned his blade around backwards again. He came down next to his opponent, and- instead of trying to use a lightsaber to his advantage, summoned the force through his arm and surged it forward, sending a wave of Force energy in the form of a Push to try and knock back his opponent.
"You're a quick one to draw blades!" Mikau called as he batted away another bolt. Unfortunately, the young man was not a master at saber defense, and a bolt hit him in the leg. He cringed in pain and fell to his side, using another Force push in the direction of the droid to attempt to send him flying back as well.
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Oct 10, 2010 12:25:47 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 12:25:47 GMT -5
The dark clad figure skidded across the ground, the force attack was a surprise, but nothing Jarod could handle. As he skidded to a stop, he managed to glance up, to see his Combat Droid repulsed as well, flying through the air to smash against the large trunk of a fungi tree, his grenades and blaster flung clumsily to the side. " Agh, I didn't see that coming..." Jarod quickly leaped to his feet, and retrieved both of his fallen sabers, " You're powerful, but sorry, I cannot allow you to live, Jedi Filth..." With that, Jarod begins to sprint towards the man, he suddenly leaps into the air both sabers quickly activated, preparing to bring them down on the man.
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Oct 10, 2010 13:07:22 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 13:07:22 GMT -5
Mikau was immobile. As much as the young boy wished that there was something he could do to cleverly or skillfully retaliate, his leg was wounded. If anything, the young Dark Jedi needed a medpack. He'd be lucky if a medpack could even allow him to walk again. At least... without serious medical attention.
However, the young man was pleased when he saw that both of his Force pushes had worked successfully. From the looks of it, the droid had been nearly as immobilized as he was. But his luck didn't last long; the other cloaked figure retrieved his lightsabers and ignited them, commenting on... wait.
"Jedi?" Mikau whispered quietly to himself. "Jedi?" The same word, he called more loudly so it would be audible to the other man. "Jedi, no. I'm no Jedi." but it was beginning to be too late. The man had leaped high into the air and prepared to dive straight down with both sabers... and it was an attack that would clearly end Mikau's life. Devoid of enough physical strength to jump out of the way, there was but one option: he would have to either use another Force push, or try to hold a saber lock with his own blade.
The boy had to think quickly; time was running out. The man was falling through the air, and Mikau chose wisely: he reached out with the Force to bring his lightsaber hilt to him, ignited it, and brought it right in a diagonal arc in front of him in an attempt to block two sabers in a saber lock.
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Oct 10, 2010 13:23:24 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 13:23:24 GMT -5
The man continued to amaze Jarod, he barely brought his Cyan saber up in time, sending the trajectory of his blue saber off, and saberlocking with his green saber. The man leaps back, performing a backflip in the air, landing about 3 meters from the man, deactivating both sabers. " You're strong Jedi...But not strong enough, I will end you life...as revenge for the Jedi who left me... they forgot about me..." He trails off, then suddenly reactivates them, " NYA! " He screams as he recklessly rushes forward, sliding his blue blade across the ground, attempting to slide it through him. His green saber is raised high in the air, preparing to bring it down once he got close enough, but it leaves him open to a quick force attack. (Hint Hint)
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Oct 10, 2010 13:48:32 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 13:48:32 GMT -5
The saberlock timed perfectly, Mikau met with a narrow eye that of his opponent, then his opponent jumped off. He stood back, seemingly caught up in his mental process, and it would have been an easy chance for Mikau to strike... but the young man still could not move. He wouldn't be able to move from this spot without medical attention; now he knew this. He sighed as the man deactivated his sabers and spoke about being forgotten.
"I'm no Jedi..." Mikau called, rudely ignoring his other statements. Then the man became angry again, charging recklessly with both sabers in order to finish Mikau off. He panicked, and slid himself back wards a few feet, deactivating his own saber. When the moment came, he struck. "No!" Mikau screamed, his voice cracking. He summoned the Force through his arm, surging intensely across every fiber of his forearm and fingers. He sent a more powerful blast of Force towards the man in a final attempt to keep him back.
Though Mikau himself hated diplomacy, he knew when he was beaten. And he had very much been beaten. Realizing that- if a diplomatic solution did not take place- Mikau's life would be ended. Though it felt disgusting coming from the Dark Jedi's lips, he called out. "You don't have to do this!"
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Oct 10, 2010 13:58:34 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 13:58:34 GMT -5
Jarod was caught in the full force of the blast, and was sent hurtling back, slamming into a nearby Fungi, both of his sabers flung from his grip. " I do what I must...to survive, and you are in my way of that..." He props himself up, and quickly disconnects his heavy helmet, dropping it aside with a dull thud. He slowly turns his pale face towards the man, and begins to slowly staggered to his feet, and slowly started limping towards him, many tears and tatters on his body suit. Agh, Damnit...I think I tore something... He slowly feels his right leg, which is stiff and hurting intensely. He quickly grabs his fallen saber, activating it's green blade, as he continues towards the man. " I must..."
Just as he was in striking distance of the man, something whooshed through the air, and buried itself in Jarod's arm. " What the..." His arm suddenly goes numb, and he drops his saber, it landing with a dull thud on the soft ground. He slowly turns, to find a large group of blue and purple creatures, armed with crude, yet deadly axes and swords. " Wha...What are they..." He barely managed to say before a blunt object sails through the air, striking him squarely on the side of his head, and he falls quickly with a dull squish.
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Oct 10, 2010 14:20:07 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 14:20:07 GMT -5
Mikau listened with grit teeth to the man as he recovered again from the Force blast, picked up a saber, and continued towards him. To the boy's luck, however, something caused the man to fall, dropping both sabers... Mikau heard shrieks and yells from somewhere in the distance, and figures well-armed entered the scene. "Oh man, the natives?" Mikau questioned, igniting his lightsaber.
He could not stand, however. He would die by the hand of the natives. If he tried to stand, he would only end up more injured. But then again, if he did not try, he would die more quickly. The boy looked over the droid, who he hoped would recover soon enough to give aid, but if not... he would have to handle things himself.
Against all odds, using solely his will, Mikau stood, holding his left leg in pain. He cringed, but brought his lightsaber up in a low guard, ready for the creatures to begin an assault. If all else failed, he could attempt to escape back to the lily pad and fly off. Instinctively, Mikau radioed in to his pilot. "Prep the ship, get back over here. I'll get my target eventually, but if I don't get medical aid, I'm going to die. I'll meet you at the landing lily pad." Without waiting for a response, he clicked out.
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Oct 10, 2010 14:31:28 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 14:31:28 GMT -5
Damage Report: Left Gyro Destroyed Power pack diminished Backup Power initiating... The Droid's red photoceptors flicked once, then lit up. Djinn slowly propped his skeletal frame up, and witnessed his Master's limp form fall to the ground. " Master! " He quickly grabbed his fallen Slugthrower, and opened fire on the natives, the blaster bolts cutting through them like paper, yet they would not yield. The Natives suddenly appeared behind Djinn, smashing his skeletal frame with their crude weapons, it seemed like the end for him. " I never liked this place anyways..." He said as he suddenly remotely charged all the discarded grenades that were scattered when he was hit with the force. " Their gonna have to piece you back together in hell!" Then, a huge white flash enveloped the area, as all 6 Grenades went off simultaneously, killing many Felucians, and disrupting the foundations of many a fungi, sending piece of it raining down. Alas, Djinn was also destroyed, as the blast radius of one grenade tore his skeletal frame apart.
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Oct 10, 2010 15:16:39 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 15:16:39 GMT -5
Mikau's mouth simply dropped open as the droid, almost as if on queue, perked up and bolted through many of the natives that had attacked them. Mikau was impressed; such an feat by a droid was rare, even more so against the native Felucians.
However, though the natives had been mostly eliminated, Mikau lost hope when they tackled the droid... but then the grenades went off. The impact sent Mikau flying back into a stalk of fungi, and he hit the ground hard. He wondered if he'd be able to stand again, but was too captivated by what he saw.
The glowing flora had been molested completely by grenades. They now glowed red and orange with burn marks as opposed to the beautiful greens, blues, and purples that they held before. There was a very small trace of the droid itself, and no trace of the natives. The area now looked like an entire bomb had gone off... but then again, Mikau supposed that was the scenario.
The young Dark Jedi sighed as looked around at the fungi and mushrooms and flowers that had survived the blast, and was at least slightly relieved to also see the stars shining brilliantly in the sky. His pilot would be here soon, and he could leave...
But Mikau was extremely intrigued with the man he had previously fought. Not that he cared about him as a person, but Mikau was curious as to who he actually was and what his intent was here. His ship, as Mikau noticed earlier, had taken off, also leaving them here...
The droid was gone; damaged beyond repair. The Sith or Dark Jedi or whatever he was still lay on the ground, and Mikau sat against the mushroom stalk. He would have to stand up, and probably have to leave the fallen warrior where he was. He had no strength to do anything about it, even if he wanted to.
Thus, Mikau tried to stand. Grunting with pain, he was able to stand, but when he tried to walk, he only made it a few feet without falling again. He tried it over and over, before realizing there was no hope. He needed a medpack at the very least... and he had very poor Force healing skills. "Damnit..." he breathed to himself.
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Oct 10, 2010 15:27:56 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 15:27:56 GMT -5
Silence...It was all that Jarod experiance, and it was for once...soothing, but he knew he had to regain conciousness, or he would die. The silence was ripped apart by a white hot light, and the thunderous booms of several explosions going off at once. " Ughh.." He mumbled as he slowly regained conciousness, he felt sore all over, not from just the cudgle to the head, but also from the explosions. "God...Damn...it"
He barely had enough strength to stand upright, but he had to, his vision was clouded greatly by a veil of ash, the entire clearing was littered with burnt fungi, and the smell of smoke. " What...the....What happened..." He propped himself up on his good arm, and scanned his surroundings, burnt fungi, dead natives, and the smoldering remains of Djinn... " Great...Did my Co-Pilot blow himself up..." He slowly staggers to his feet, and for once notices the man, " Damn, Of all the people to live through that it had to be you..." He quickly retrieves his hilts with the force, and weakly taps a few buttons on his wrist, and smiled when it glowed green. " Well, I would like to stay and chat, But I've got things to do..."
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Oct 10, 2010 16:14:24 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 16:14:24 GMT -5
"Hmph," Mikau closed his eyes and smiled very slightly to himself as the man regained himself and propped himself up on an arm. The man looked over towards his droid and noticed the explosions. To Mikau's luck, his former opponent was in no condition to continue the fight... nor was Mikau himself. In fact, if the man had chosen to attack, Mikau would die almost immediately. He felt far from the Force, and far from healthiness as well.
Eyes still closed, he leaned his head against the stalk of the mushroom he was leaning against, and called out. "I'll live through anything. If I don't die, then I'm not meant to." he explained, giving his own philosophy. "That means you weren't meant to die either." Mikau opened his eyes and saw the man who had fiddled with something on his wrist and retrieved his lightsabers. Sure, the man had other things to do, but so did Mikau. Mikau had a target to assassinate, and he was in no condition to do so.
"Let's put it this way," Mikau began, making sure the man didn't leave. "Your co-pilot is in pieces, and my ship is coming to get me now. I had other matters to attend to here as well, and I don't care what yours are. I do know, however, that if my ship comes here, I'm probably going to blow you to smithereens." He smiled, half-joking. Mikau chuckled to himself.
The young Dark Jedi thought, then spoke up again. "Actually, it looks as though your droid immobilized my leg entirely. If you've got a medpack to spare- or even the Force- I'll consider not blasting you into the ground." Mikau hated posing such threats to a potential ally, but Mikau figured that everyone would hate him for his Dark Jedi status anyway, so he almost saw no point. But the boy thought that maybe there would be a sliver of compassion within his former opponent that would essentially result in the healing of Mikau's leg...
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Oct 10, 2010 16:34:38 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 16:34:38 GMT -5
" Hmmmm, Perhaps we can come to a compromise..." He slowly paces back and forth, pondering. " But..." He turns away from the Man, " How do I know that you won't kill me once I give it to you.." He wheels on the man, " How Do I know you that you wont command your ship to blast me to hell..." He didn't trust this man, Although, If he is a Jedi, He's bluffing, but what if he's not? " Hmm, How about this... " He quickly ruffles through the small satchel he had on him, and produces a Medpack. " I'm being generous today, I haven't totally failed in my Mission, and maybe... you seem like a nice fellow, maybe we could let bygones be bygones, and here..." He flings the Medpack mere inches from the man, " Take it, I've got more on my ship, Hmmmm" He scratches his chin in deep thought, " I never got your name, I told you mine, What's yours??
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Alexander
The Conflicted Blade
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"If it is a sin to be different, I am a sinner."
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last online Dec 18, 2010 10:26:53 GMT -5
Padawan
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Oct 10, 2010 18:26:15 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 18:26:15 GMT -5
Mikau cringed and grunted with pain as he injected the needle from the medpack far into his knee, and it began to hurt. He was very tolerant with needles and things of the like, but to get the most use of the medpack, he had to go in a good 3 or 4 inches. He sighed heavily as he pulled it out and immediately began to feel better. He slowly stood from his resting spot and Force pulled his lightsaber hilt to him, catching it solidly in his hand. He attached it to his belt, and brushed himself off.
The young Dark Jedi walked over cautiously towards where the other man was standing. He smiled wryly and tilted his head. "You're right not to trust a Dark Jedi." Mikau started, chuckling. "A wise policy. But I'm not like most; I'm a man of my word. Thanks for the medpack, now I promise I won't blow you up." The young man laughed.
"My name," Mikau said, his voice trailing off. Should he reveal his name? What if, when he left Felucia, he was tracked by this man? Mikau shook the thought. "Mikau. My name is Mikau." he finished, watching the ground and the fluorescent jungle. "You're Jarod, no? Well then..." Mikau walked a few steps out, as if studying the burned part of the jungle.
"Long story short, I'm here on a mission to..." He pondered, placing his hand on his chin. "I'm an assassin tonight," he laughed, turning his head back toward Jarod. "I've been sent by a contact on Nar Shaddaa to eliminate someone here. But, seeing how late it is and the rumble that's gone down here, I'm sure he's fled." Mikau finished, yawning.
"Why are you here, exactly?"
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Othorious
"There will be no respite in death, you will suffer damnation for eternity!"
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Oct 10, 2010 18:44:10 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 18:44:10 GMT -5
" Me? Well, My Master forced me to survive here for 15 standard days, and the first day hasn't gone so well..." He ran his hand through his sweat soaked hair, rubbing the back of his neck, swatting away the blood sucking insects. " My Droid is gone, My suit is in bad shape, and not to mention, I ran into you, so yeah, It's sucked so far..." He fumbles around in his satchel, and pulls out a small holo-transceiver. " If you excuse me, I need to make a call" He says blankly as he turns around, and walks over to the far side of the clearing.
He quickly clicks in a private Holo Number, and waits for an answer. The disk shimmers, then projects a tall cloaked figure, his Master. " What is it apprentice? I thought I told you not to call me until you finished your task..." " I'm Sorry Master, but I ran into unexpected trouble... Lightsaber wielding trouble..." The robed figure ponders for a second, then replies, " Continue..." " Well, Me and my droid were proceeding deeper into the jungle, everything was going well. Until we fought a large mammalian creature, and not soon after it was dispatched, a figure with a lightsaber appeared, and battle insured" He shifts his weight uncomfortably, he hated reporting bad news, " We managed to injure him before he crippled Djinn, leaving me to fight him, alas, he used the force to wound me, but I was still stronger than he" "And? Did you slay him?" " Sadly, No, The natives interfered, and caused a chain reaction in a set of Grenades Djinn had, and he fled the scene" He didn't want to tell his master the whole truth, no that would be a bad thing... " I want you to be cautious Apprentice, be more careful next time... succeed...or die, That is all..." Jarod sighs in relief that it was over, but now he still had 14 days to survive...what should he do about Mikau?
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