The stench of desperation.... {Regnier}

[Iota]

Nar Shaddaa, the stench of desperate living could almost be smelled when entering the Y'Toub system. The force was so alive on this planet, but yet, at the same time, dead to it. It was an interesting phenomena to say the least. The Dark Descent casually made it's descent onto one of the many landing pads in the run down lower class districts, they would less likely be noticed by the authorities in this particular area.

As Xavier departed from his ship, making his way down the gang way, he was some what confronted by a man who tried to look like an official, but his clothes were old and jadded, he stood in front of Xavier and stated "To park here will cost you 200 credits and none of that republic credit business around these parts!" The man held his hand out expecting the credits to follow suit.

Xavier looked at the man for a moment, before looking at his hand, he tilted his head to left slightly. After a couple of seconds had passed, Xavier quickly reached out for the hand, twisting the man's arm round so his elbow was directed upwards. The civilian, in shock replid "ARGH.. what the..." Xavier wasted no time, using his free arm, he slammed his eblow down onto the man's twisted arm onto his elbow, which, in turn, broke the civilian's arm in a relatively easy fashion, the civilian gave out an almighty cry, during his moment of extreme pain, Xavier took a few steps to position himself facing the edge of the gangway, he let go of the civilian and lunged his hand forward, this motion sent the force rushing down his arm, exploding through his finger tips and in a catapult type of motion, sent the civilian flying off of the egde, into oblivion.

"He should of said please..." Xavier stated before adjusting his attire and returning to the walk towards the markets.

[Regnier]

Dani peered over the edge of the gangway and watched in idle amusement as the man plummeted into the murky depths, vaguely wondering just how long it would take to hit something. She raised an eyebrow beneath her helm and grinned devilishly.

"I've found very little in the way of manners on this moon. Which may explain why I've killed more than a few here during my previous stays. Personally, I prefer to watch their faces as life leaves them. It reveals much about one's true self, those last moments. But, sometimes, the sheer entertainment value of a more creative death is worth it. Sharp drops and long falls never cease to amuse, strangely enough."

Shrugging, she stepped away from the ledge and followed Xavier. She had a feeling that was to be the first death of many to come on this moon, and her instincts had rarely led her astray in such things. Not that she found such a prospect disagreeable; for every life she took, she either became stronger for it, or was doing the galaxy a favor for weeding out the weak.

And this place was full of the weak, even if many of them pretended to be, or were even believed to be, strong. Something, however, was prickling her senses, and the senses of an Assassin were often exceptional at feeling death. Someone was going to die, soon, with her involvement, she could feel as much. Who or why she did not know, nor when, and neither did she care much.

"Something...is off...I do not know. There is something else here, something disrupting the...malice of this place. A light in the darkness. Hmm...well, we shall find out soon enough, I suppose. No matter. Let is continue. I do not look forward to dealing with the Hutts, but I do wish to see the outcome."

[Iota]

Xavier gazed over the beggers, scoundrels and over scum littering the streets. They passed various vendors consisting of day to day miscellanious items, too food and weaponry. Xavier was well aware of the presence, something that didn't quite fit in the atmosphere of the wretched dump that is the smugglers moon.

Before seeking out the local hutt crime lord, Xavier took it upon him self to investigate this strange aura, it was some what familiar, but due to the taint of the moon, it was some what distorted. Xavier marched down sevral alley ways, drawing closer and closer to the source, they were almost on top of it, the force was strong. Jedi, not masters.. but Jedi nonetheless and worthy of a fight. Xavier looked to Dani before he pointed towards some scaffolding that would lead to higher ground.


Xavier waited a few moments for Dani to climb the scaffolding before turning the corner to confront the two jedi. He reached out using the force to communicate with the two "Jedi.. you seem to be lost.. alone on this planet, with no back up.. my pleasant suprise for being in slumber for so long.. come, dance with me..for it will be your last" As the sentance came to it's conclusion, Xavier removed his lightsaber hilt from his waist, igniting it, to which a blue hue arose from the hilt. Xavier used the force to propel himself high into the air on a collision course with the two lone jedi.

[Regnier]

Nodding simply as Xavier motioned towards the scaffolding, Dani did what she did best. Vanishing into thin air, becoming nothing more than a hole in the Force, she quickly ascended the makeshift ladder, stopping briefly at the top before moving further along the rooftops. Technically speaking, she did not require the advantage of height to make the most of her strike, but it did allow her to keep a reasonable distance while she looked for the best opening. Truth be told, she didn't really want to make this quick; it had been too long since she'd shed the blood of a Jedi, and she wanted to...savor this one. It would also leave a more effective message for the rest of the Order.

Creeping along the higher places of the back alleys, the Assassin only stopped once her prey was in sight. Two Jedi, unfamiliar to her, seemingly a Knight and his Padawan. After spotting him, however, she virtually ignored the Knight altogether, focusing on the younger of the two, leaving the other for Xavier to deal with. She doubted he would have much trouble with him, or that she would have, even, but a Padawan...he was old enough to provide some amount of challenge, but no more than twenty, she wagered. Young and innocent...

Mmm...the best kind.

From the shadows, she waited as Xavier approached rapidly, watching the two prepare to meet the coming darkness. The Knight stepped slightly forward, motioning for his apprentice to hold back. Noble of him. Pointless, but noble. Dani crept forward, positioning herself on a ledge above the two Jedi. As Xavier came into view, the Knight moved to intercept him, his Padawan lagging behind slightly.

The perfect opening.

With a grunt, Dani dropped off the ledge and kicked off the wall partway down silently. She connected, boot first, with the Padawan's chest, throwing him backwards and off his feet. Quickly, he attempted to rise, only to have the invisible threat tackle him to the ground, pinning his armed hand to the ground with her palm. The boy's eyes widened slightly as he struggled beneath her weight, and more so as she rematerialized before him. Leaning in close, she looked into his eyes, her faceplate hovering just above the tip of his nose.

"I...will break you, Jedi. Your body and your mind. You fear me, I can smell it, but it is not your fear I wish. You will know pain before you die, young one. Then I will kill you, and your death will be the last thing your master will feel before my companion destroys him." Leaning forward slightly so that her mouth was beside his ear, she whispered to him. "And you are but the first of many, child."

With a grunt, the Jedi kicked his knee up with as much strength as he could muster from his position, partially dislodging the Assassin. Willingly, she used the momentum he had given her to roll forward off of him, twisting as she hit the ground, but still keeping her grip as she continued the roll, throwing the human further past her, away from his master. Pushing herself off the ground, she adopted a predatory, almost animalistic stance, her feet spread wide and her body near the ground, supported by one hand, her other hand on the hilt of her shoto, though it remained attached to her belt. As the Jedi righted himself, she shifted her weight slightly forward, more onto her wrist. She grinned as the Padawan attempted to steel himself, but neither made a move just yet.

"Purge your fear, Jedi, it will not help you. You will not survive this, so you may as well commit to your death."

[Iota]

Xavier flew down towards his prey, the jedi knight who had rolled out of the way, igniting his yellow hue lightsaber. As Xavier landed with a thud, the jedi lunged forward with a downward vertical strike, to which Xavier parried away with a defensive move behind his head, Xavier rolled over and stood up straight before performing a flourish, as that came to a close, Xavier placed his dominant leg backwards in conjunction with the supporting arm which held the blade horizontally parallel to his temple whilst the opposing arm is held forward in a challenge gesture, a stance well known by many Soresu practitioners.

"I do not want to fight you... but if you leave me no choice, so be it" The jedi stated in a rather arrogant tone.

"do, or do not. i just want you to die." Xavier simply replied as he brought his lightsaber across his body in a swinging motion to provoke the jedi, who retaliated with a series of intricate, fast and strong attacks, to which Xavier, using Soresu parried away and diverted with minimal effort. The jedi exploring xavier's stance and move set, desperately trying to find an opening, a feigned opening Xavier often utilised. The jedi stepped forward in a jabbing motion towards the chest of Xavier, who, inturn side stpeed, interlocking the jedi's attacking arm with his own arm that wielded his light saber, with this move locked in, Xavier spun in towards the jedi delivering a hefty elbow strike to the jedi's nose, breaking it instantly, blood pouring down his face like a small waterfall. Xavier using the lock he had in place to do a judo like throw towards the ground, flooring his opponent. Xavier stood up, walking around the jedi, in a slow pace.

"you are strong in the force, jedi.... but i am far stronger.."

[Regnier]

As the Padawan made his move, a simple, powerful strike Dani labeled as Djem So, the Assassin's short blade snapped to life, a bronze glow adding to the alley, and locked itself against the Jedi's blade. In the same swift motion, she pivoted slightly around him as she moved forward and grabbed his wrist firmly. Twisting down and away as she pressed down with her own blade, she rotated her torso at somewhat extreme angle and rammed her knee into his sternum with an audible crack as the light plating connected with bone. As the Jedi reeled backwards, she did not let go, instead twisting his wrist the opposite direction and releasing with her hand, keeping his blade down with her own. As she did, her knee jerked up slightly and she slammed her boot into his kneecap, hyper-extending it. Before he even had the chance to scream, her now free hand lanced out in a fist at his throat, sealing off his windpipe for several seconds, and thus silencing him, save for his attempts to unsuccessfully suck in air.

He gained no reprieve, however. As he began to recoil, Dani moved with him, retaining the distance, pivoting her blade against his as she moved until it was inside his, pushing it aside as she brought her armored fist up in a solid uppercut. Instinctively, the Jedi attempted to bring his own arm up to intercept the blow and protect his face, which was...partially successful. As her knuckles stopped just short of the soft flesh between his jaws, the inside of her elbow locking against his forearm, her knee snapped up, connecting with the soft portion just above his hip, causing him to nearly double over. An opening made, Dani twisted her arm around his and continued twisting outwards as she rammed her helmet forward, squarely into his nose.

She wasn't in this for efficiency. She wasn't here to better her skills.

She was here to make this Jedi feel every second of the encounter. She was here to vent.

And she was doing admirably.

Finally releasing her hold, she allowed the Padawan to stagger backwards, stunned and bleeding, before again throwing herself at him. Literally. In mid-air, she rotated her body until she was horizontal, going foot first, and swung a boot at the Jedi's head, pulling her other up and out of the way. Proving just quick enough, the man ducked the blow with inches to spare, only to succumb to the real strike as her other boot snapped out, catching him in the teeth and sending him to the ground. Using the stop in her momentum from the impact, Dani landed gracefully and switched off her blade. Twirling it idly in her off-hand, the Assassin circled the fallen Padawan, watching him like prey as he rolled onto his side, hand pressed against his face to attempt to stem the flow of blood, to little avail.

And still she circled, waiting for him to get up as he moaned. She made no sound, no threats or taunts, no move against him. She simply waited. She wanted to see what this boy had in him before she took it all away. Eventually, his resolve settled, overwhelming the daze that had overtaken his mind and the pain that undoubtedly still ran rampant through his body, and he pushed himself to his feet. Or, at least, attempted to. Dani only wanted to see how strong his will was, which didn't mean she wanted to play fair. As he just got off his hands, she lunged forward with remarkable speed, kicking him firmly under the arm and flipping him onto his back. Continuing the motion, she fully extended her leg until her foot was above her head and slammed it down in a vicious heel-drop, connecting just above his navel. As his knees came up and his torso bent forward in reaction to the blow, the Assassin pressed her weight into his stomach and snapped her fist downwards in a diagonal, striking him full-force in the cheekbone.

Stepping off the Jedi as he drifted in and out of consciousness, she once again continued circling, turning her attention briefly to Xavier and his opponent. Not even looking, she stopped beside the Padawan and activated her bronze blade. A simple flick of the wrist, and the deed was finally done.