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Post by Zarkan on Feb 5, 2009 1:17:03 GMT -5
Sylbia froze as the zeltron man smacked her rump and stumbled forward a little bit. Sylbia nodded at lanara her eyes wide as she sort of mumbled something. "Um.." Sylbia glanced over her shoulder before shaking her head and hoping no one would think much of the sliver grey lady turning a little blue in the face. Smiling apprehensively she holstered her pistol and nodded at the new man. "I...I guess I'll just..ah, go with your plan then.." she slowly walked after the man. "Wait," she said finally registering everything the man had said. "A jedi here!? Why is there a jedi here?" she asked quickly half with childish excitement and half with dread at the prospect of being attacked by a jedi.
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Post by Jerek on Feb 5, 2009 8:14:26 GMT -5
The Zeltron boy was a bit too energized for Lucian's taste, but he seemed a good shot. That could come in handy. The cyborg had amazing fighting skills. And, the merc, well she was jsut a killing machine. The man in red was a bit of a mystery as of right now. When the Zeltron took a kiss from the merc and smacked the cyborg, he was reminded of himself when he was that young.
Lucian was about to follow the man in red when he said the worst possible thing, next to having no ale, that there was a Jedi. A Jedi? Well let's get a move on! As they progressed, Lucian looked left and right
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Feb 5, 2009 18:47:55 GMT -5
Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Feb 5, 2009 18:47:55 GMT -5
Shrugging, Remiel simply walked along the corridor, his eyes scanning the area around him, his mind reaching out and gently brushing against the lives that were nearing as he searched for an easy way out. The minds of the criminals in this place were dark, but he payed them little attention as he turned to a seemingly solid wall. Grinning he took a blaster, shot a corner of the metal plate that made the spot he was looking at, and stuck a finger into the hole it created. With a simple pull, a crawl space opened before him and he nodded, pleased with his finding.
Alright...everyone in.
He stated, hopping up and into the conduit. It was decently roomy for a crawl space, and that was saying something for the tall man. Sliding easily out of site into the duct, he crawled along almost silently, making what seemed to be random turns, or pausing just before the sound of people would pass beside them. Obviously the conduit ran through the walls, and not through the ceiling. For this, at least, Rem was glad...it made being quiet so much easier. Pausing at a grate in the conduit, he peered out and sighed. Of course they had sent the jedi here of all places....the one place they could get out and away easily.
Running a hand through his hair, Rem loosened his blasters in his belt and managed to curl himself up enough to turn in the tiny space, his body contorting easily from years of practice. Now facing the others, he blinked at them, his eyes seeming to be a darker blue than before.
The jedi is here unfortunately...leave him to me. There's a small prison transport against the far wall...use it to get out of here. I'll draw the jedi's attention to allow you to escape. I wouldn't be surprised, however, if there were other troops here beside him...so be on your guard...oh, and...miss...
He whispered, the last being directed to the armored woman who had killed the two men earlier.
Try not to kill everyone. They're only doing their jobs...and you know that.
With that said, he curled around once more so that he was somehow compiled enough to be facing the grate he was about to go through. Looking at the only other man in the group, he whispered to him once more.
I'll give you a signal, don't leave this area until then.
He stated, and with a crash, he tumbled, rather ungracefully from the conduit and out into the open, landing in a heap on the floor. Grinning to himself, Rem managed a painful sounding groan as his smile was washed away with one of pain and confusion. Getting up, he brushed himself off and turned to face the amused looking jedi. Giving a look of surprise, Rem put his hands up as the jedi took a step forward.
Heh...don't attack me?
He said, his voice much more one of pleading now.
"Come quietly and I won't have to."
The jedi replied. Shaking his head, Rem kept his hands up.
I'm sorry, but...I just can't do that.
"You will come quietly."
The jedi stated, a simple wave of his hand the only movement he made as his mind extended toward Rem, trying to persuade him using the force. It would be useless, however, as the jedi's mind would simply break upon the durasteel bulwarks of Rem's mind. Shaking his head again, Rem smiled at the man, his hands now at about shoulder height instead of above his head.
I told you...I can't do that.
"Then I will be forced to make you."
Sighing, Rem watched him move, speed up with use of the force. Why did they always have to do things the hard way? As the jedi arrived before him, green saber blazing to life, Rem lept and rolled out of the way, coming to his feet so that the jedi's back was to the conduit. After several moments of this, Remiel sighed as he rolled to his feet again, the jedi becoming more and more frustrated. It seemed that no matter what he did, how he moved, the man in red could just dodge him, as if he were a trained force user.
Can't we talk this out? I really don't want to have to hurt you, but...well, this is getting tedious.
Grunting in reply, the jedi decided to finally get serious. Rem felt the draw on the force and sighed. The jedi had his back to the conduit once more...now was the time...and considering he felt the swift approach of guards, there wasn't much more time. Feeling the man before him was effectively distracted with what he was doing...which happened to be lifting barrels of supplies to bash against him...Rem nodded to Lucian and hoped he'd get the idea. As a barrel whizzed inches past his head, Remiel tutted, having barely ducked the flying object.
Now that's not very nice. You should learn to play better with others young knight.
He said warningly, his eyes narrowing slightly as he noted the recently cut padawan hair. Pulling in the force swiftly, like a rush of air, Remiel sprinted toward the man, his hand coming back to his chest before he shoved it outward, palm first toward the young knight's gut. Startled by the sudden movement, the knight barely dodged the blow. Undeterred, Remiel darted backward, his coat snapping loudly in the wind from the movement. The knight had charged forward this time, his saber blazing a vivid path toward his chest from the floor upward. Having settled to the floor only moments before, Rem used his backward momentum to flip away from the offending lightsaber.
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Feb 5, 2009 22:40:20 GMT -5
Post by Dire Wolf on Feb 5, 2009 22:40:20 GMT -5
Lanara's eyes narrowed to slits behind her visor as she heard the word "Jedi" leave the man's lips. She hated Jedi, all they did was go around forcing their views and wills down the masses throat. They did not know or care of the turmoil that they brought, nor the true level of their hypocrisy. These were not the reasons that Lanara hated force users, though she would never admit it to herself, the true reasons that she hated force users was alot simpler: Jealousy. Her parents were "gray" Jedi, so naturally Lanara had well above the normal midichlorian count, but her parents refused to send her off to the Order. That and the utter stupidity of them telling her what they did was the reason she found herself a former soldier and now a criminal. She shifted her gaze over to the man and spoke in a downright mean spirited tone.
A Jedi... I am guessing you won't be killing that one? Pity.
Lanara gripped her blaster carbine tighter as the man shot the corner of a metal grating and stuck his finger inside, pulling the panel off. As Lanara passed Sylbia she patted her on the shoulder and let out a little sarcastic remark.
"Great, isn't he?"
One had to admit, about 75lbs of composite ceramic body armor on top of her weight was not exactly stealthy, at least the vent went through the wall. "Thor, the god of thunder is sneaking out of our prison!" Lanara thought as her knee touched the sheet metal, making a loud nose, at least the vent went through the wall... or the whole prison would know where they were.
She was about to round a corner when the tall blonde man stopped her and told them to wait in the vent until he gave the signal. Lanara rolled her eyes at the man's comment about not killing anyone, she pointed to a blackened scorch mark where her heart was under the ceramic armor.
They aren't shooting to wound, I don't either.
She shook her head as he confronted the Jedi, the man was either brave or stupid, actually fighting a Jedi! Bah! The merc was waiting to see him torn limb from limb with that lightsaber... she was even a little excited, because she had a thermal detonator primed and ready for when the Jedi was looking at the corpse.
Then the man dodged, not once, but he dodged just about every attack that the Jedi threw at him... she was glad that she did not act on her initial instinct to put a blaster bolt in his brain pan. Lanara disarmed the thermal detonator and put it back in its pouch with a sigh. Ohh how she wanted to use the mini-nuke.
When the man finally gave the signal Lanara was the first out, she hit the ground with a roll and instantly brought the heel of her palm into the closest guard's nose. Then she whirled around him and brought her arm around his neck, she loved meat-shields. Especially the kind with body armor, they were better than normal ones. Without a second thought she pulled out her hold-out blaster and pressed the barrel against the man's temple. Hopefully the other guards would get the picture, if not, they could say g'day to their kneecaps... or their face if she 'accidentally' pulled a shot.
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Post by kt on Feb 5, 2009 23:01:20 GMT -5
Xander just resumed his merry skipping as he wandered down the many halls towards the hanger. "Hmmm i sense....anger" He thought to himself as he got ready to round another corner, only to bump into a really hot female officer, a higher up even.
"Wha?! Watch where you're going you ingrate!" She barked at him " I could've gotten hurt!" She then gave him the once over, trying to figure out who he was " Who are you? And why aren't you in uniform?" The woman had just assumed that he was a lowly soldier or something, nothing for her to concern herself.
" Why so angry sweetcheeks?" Xander asked smoothly, cranking out his pheremones and using his emotion projection to make her a little more...."needy." " The effects from everything became evident when instead of shooting him a glare, the young woman threw herself at Xander, a common occurance that Xander never tired of. "How bout i make you feel all better?" He asked as he opened up the door to a small utilities closet and slammed it once the two of them were inside.
15 minutes later, Xander and the woman came out, straightening out their clothes, xander adjusting his belt buckle and the woman attempting to put her shoes back on. Both of them had extremely messy hair and Xander gave her a smack on the butt as he said his goodbyes, keycard in his pocket, one that would let him into the hanger. He then swiped the card through the slot and the door opened allowing him to get to his ship. From there, he made sure to avoid all security cameras and waited until the rest of the group caught up, making sure to stay out of sight until then.
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Post by 10Tickler on Feb 6, 2009 9:59:07 GMT -5
Feeling Rather well Forgotten, thanks to this newer arrival and his blasted schemes, Pala sighed softly whilst the others were taken by him and talked to. She was never addressed, she didn't want to be. all she needed was a ride to the outer rim, that was it. Not Some crap-filled romance with someone who could change emotions, not some Deep friendship. Nothing like that would make her feel interested in this moment.
Instead, when They all moved out, without even thinking about looking back to see if she were following, or about to kill them, she simply Sighed heartily and Trudged along, following them at a slower pace. If they want to get killed doing this the Moronic way, let them... [/color] she thought to herself, content to keep her discontent to the confines of her own mind.
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Post by Zarkan on Feb 6, 2009 14:50:07 GMT -5
"Ehhh..." was all sylbia said to the armor bestrewn woman as she passed her. Looking back she could see that the twi'lek seemed to be in her own world and decided to let her catch up on her own as the well, practiced cyborg slipped silently into the access tunnel held within the wall. "Every blaster in existence has a stun setting why you soldier types never notice I'll never know." sylbia said disdainfully at the female merc's comment as she crawled along behind her. she watched over the armored woman's back as the new guy tumbled out of the conduit. She had heard him tell one of those up ahead that he would give a signal for them to move and she drew her non-lethal pistol from it's holster on her left thigh reading it to go as lanara moved out of the conduit sylbia followed close behind. She easily slid out behind the merc and cam to her feet with a light roll before shooting a guard in the chest with her pistols shocker rounds before skirting the fights and jogging towards he ship occasionally shooting a tranq here and there into the guards lines. "Ki, get the ship ready." she hollered as she ducked into the shadows at the corner of the ship's ramp. with her eyes she could see the inferred beam extending from her pistol and she carefully settled it over the jedi before launching a traq dart at him hoping to at least distract him from this new guy.
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Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Feb 6, 2009 15:43:04 GMT -5
Drawing a blaster, Remiel sighed heavily as he landed on his feet once more. During his dodging about, he'd already lowered the setting on both his blasters. Really, he didn't want to go back to the jedi, but he didn't want to kill them either.
Really....why must you do things the hard way? In another life we could have been friends...
He muttered, more to himself than the younger man. He heard a short snap of fire, and the jedi winced as the dart hit him squarely in the back, his attention drifting back to the others coming out of the conduit.
Oh no you don't.
Rem stated as the jedi reached around behind him and pulled out the dart before all the contents could empty into him. He was starting to feel slightly dazed, but that would be about all, considering the amount of fluid left in the dart as he pulled it out.
...I'm sorry little brother...
Remiel thought to the man, allowing his consciousness to flood toward the other man in the form of those words. In moments, he'd fired two of his own stunning rounds at the young man's chest before lunging toward him and taking hold of his face and slamming his will down upon the man, battering at his defenses just enough to keep the boy focused on him but not do any real harm. The hand that held his blaster, holstered it and came up and around the man's shoulder, slamming into the side of the Jedi's head.
As he slipped into unconsciousness, Rem closed his eyes slightly and allowed a slight amount of his life to slip into the man, easing what pain he felt. Letting go, Rem immediately turned toward the new situation. The guards, seeing their Jedi fall to the ground, recoiled, holding their fire from off of the armored woman who held their comrade.
Taking a menacing step toward the men, Rem allowed his aura become darker, he projected it toward them, his sapphire eyes hardening and, through sheer force of will, becoming an unsettling blood red, like that of his jacket.
If you leave now I will spare your lives. No one needs to die here today.
Unnerved, quite a few of the men bolted out the door, leaving only a small party left. Glaring at them, he slammed his will against their minds. Feeling them mentally reeling, Rem turned to the armored woman.
Let him go and get in the transport. Miss Twi'lek, Miss Cyborg, you also. The hangar bays aren't far from here.
He stated, starting to walk away from the baffled, and frightened men who had clambered backward at his mental buffeting, dropping their weapons in the action. His eyes still a deep red, Remiel stepped into the transport, it's engines flickering to life. Sighing, he sat down and closed his eyes allowing the color and the hate he'd had to feel to get them that color ebb away. It would take a while before they would be back to a full blue again.
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Post by Jerek on Feb 6, 2009 22:14:03 GMT -5
Lucian ducked into the conduit behind the merc. He watched intently, as the man in red flipped and whatnot, for any clear signal. When it came, Lucian was third out of the conduit, firing a few pot shots from hsi blasters at the guards. He was the only one to run past the Jedi and make for his ship instead of actualyl fighting. As he stepped by the Jedi, he saw a glint of chrome slip from his grip as the blonde man slammed into him. Lucian bent down and picked it up. when he had the lightsaber in hand he bolted for his ship.
He ducked some blaster shots, struck down some guards with his sword, but made it to his ship nonetheless. When he was priming the engines, he heard the man board. He looked out the viewport for the others. As the blonde man sat down behind him, Lucian pulled up on the throttle and flew low over thw Twi'lek and Merc, keeping the ramp down though. As he flew over, he ehard two thuds on the ramp. When he blasted out of the hangar, he attempted to contact the Cyborg's and boy's ships. If youw ant to live, I suggest following my course, exactly. I'm transmiting the numbers now on a tights beam.
As the code transfered, Lucian shot for the atmosphere of Coruscant and the horizon beyond. When they were close to the atmosphere, an alarm in the ship went off. Looking down, Lucian thought aloud, Oh, not good. He swerved left as laser bolts spat out at them. Just a little more. He brought up the shields of the fighter as they continued to near the spacy black sky above.
Then, with a jolt, they made it out of the atmosphere of Coruscant. Engage hyperspace, Lucian said to the Cyborg and boy, now! Lucian pulled back on the lever. The stars around them flared into tiny white lines as they were launched into the vast blue tunnel of hyperspace.
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Post by Dire Wolf on Feb 7, 2009 0:01:57 GMT -5
What. The. Hell. Lanara thought as the guards ran away for no apparent reason. She turned her helmet around to see the Jedi laying on the ground apparently knocked out, and the tall blonde man walking towards her telling her to let the man go. She complied, in all honesty killing the man would do her no more good then letting him go free would. She leaned close to the man and whispered in his ear, her slightly digitized voice would intimidate him to no end. Not that the words wouldn't.
I will let you go. If you even think about shooting at me I will kill you, your friends, your family, I will even kill your dog. Do you understand?
This obviously scared the man, he got a tremor as the last syllable left her lips. She took this as a "yes" and released the man from her grip, in turn the man made for the nearest door and slipped behind it. That is when she saw it. The twi'lek girl was already up the ramp and the ship was beggining to lift off, she sprinted for the ramp. Lanara was 10 feet away from the ramp when it was above her vision, she leaped. Her hangtime felt like hours as she sped towards the ship, it felt like hours before she was within reach of the ramp.
Lanara hit the ship with a resounding thud, unfortunately the end of the ramp hit her in the gut. As she began to slip back down the ramp she frantically grabbed for something... anything to hold her to the ship. Lanara quietly slipped off of the ship and fell a good 20 or 30 feet to the ground on her back, the force of the impact forcing the air to rush out of her lungs. Her visor cut to black for a moment, and when it returned she saw Lucian's ship burning atmo.
Lanara let out a loud, booming yell that the swine of a pirate could probably hear. Now enraged, Lanara stormed towards the Jedi, who was knocked out, pulled out her combat knife, and moved to kill the sleeping Jedi. She stopped herself. This was cold, believe it or not the Mercenary did stand by a code. Killing one that was defenseless happened to be a little past the line, even if he was a Jedi. Without a word she turned around and ran over to the nearest ship that had its ramp down.
She drew her blaster carbine and headed up to the cockpit. When she finally reached it Lanara found the little robot girl sitting at the controls. She lowered her blaster.
The swine left me to to rot
The woman said with a touch of anger as she drew her combat knife and wiped the excess blood off on her thigh.
When I get my hands on that scum I will strangle him.
She was obviously angry, hopefully the cyborg wasn't big into double-crossing either, else she be thrown off of her own ship.
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Post by Zarkan on Feb 8, 2009 0:28:20 GMT -5
Instinctively sylbia pointed her pistol dead over the woman's heart before she even relized who it was. "Oh, murder girl." the small lithe cyborg said disdainfully as she turned back to the controls. "Of course he left you he's a criminal it's what they do, now shoo and find someplace to sit we have to leave now."
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Post by Dire Wolf on Feb 8, 2009 0:41:36 GMT -5
Lanara glared behind her visor at the girl as she sat down. "I don't know who programmed you, but when people try to kill you... you try and kill them right back." she retorted to the "murder girl" comment, while it was no-doubt true, she had murdered, it held the connotation that she enjoyed it, which was not true. Lanara just had a tendancy to get... carried away. "You think that I enjoy killing the people that I used to go bar-hopping with?" she ended her little retort with a sigh, Lanara didn't have to explain herself. Not to this girl anyway.
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Post by Zarkan on Feb 8, 2009 1:09:34 GMT -5
"Programmed..." Sylbia growled as she glared straight into the windscreen of the freighter her teeth clenched together hard enough that her jaws hurt. "I will tell you this once and once only." she said slowly her voice strangely cold and quite. "I am not a Droid, a automaton, or a robot. Is that absolutely clear?" she said as she rested her hand on the throttle of the medium freighter.
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Post by Dire Wolf on Feb 8, 2009 1:33:19 GMT -5
All that Lanara could do was hold her jaw agape as she realized the true level of her... mistake. No. She had skeedadled right past mistake, right into ignorance.
I... uhh.... you see..... ummm....
Was all that managed to escape her lips. The woman, who was normally very articulate, could say little more than broken thoughts as her mind raced to find the appropriate response. It was a full minute of silence before Lanara actually responded to Sylbia, but in truth every passing millisecond felt like a lifetime. The woman took her helmet off so that the woman could hear her real voice for the first time. Before it was digitized and impersonal.
I-I am sorry...
She shook her head, her heart felt unusually heavy. In truth, there was nothing that she could say or do to fully apologize. Not at that particular moment.
It is...
Lanara trailed off. Lanara wanted to say so much more... but she knew that if she said anymore it would probably just insult the girl further, and Lanara felt horrible enough already.
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Post by Zarkan on Feb 8, 2009 1:37:41 GMT -5
Sylbia let out a long quite sigh before answer. "Just go sit down." the small girl cyborg said as she gazed down at the control panel and gently lifted the freighter off the ground. "We have a long ways to go."
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