Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

[Field Marshall]

Felucia



Connor pulled his leg back away from Jace. Out the corner of his eye, he saw two other Mandalorian's running off with Why'nn. With a glare, Connor rushed Jace, then did a flip over his head, landing easily on the other side of him. "Guess we'll have to finish this another day." Connor dashed off using the Force to enhance his speed and catch up to the others carrying Why'nn. He looked at the smaller framed Mandalorian. "I can't let you take her." Igniting his other blade, he swung both at her, aiming for her jet pack, hoping to disable it.

Felucia





Jace sheathed his blade as Connor leapt over him and pretended to surrender to the soldiers. Then he forced pushed three soldiers back at the soldiers at the entrace then he threw several grenades at the rest of soldiers. Amidst the subsequent explosions he turned around and fired his grappling hook at Connor's arm saying "Not so fast loverboy." With his other arm he then used his flamethrower to put up a wall of flame which would keep the soldiers away from the the Mandalorians and the Sith Apprentices for some time.


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Felucia





Illya felt her jetpack get hit and begin to spark. "Haar'chak! Chuka! Hiibir kaysh!" (Damn it! Chuka! Take her!) She released her hold on the Sith spawn, then removed her jetpack and used it as a weapon, swinging it at the boy as they both began to fall. Chuka, now bearing the full weight of the target, shot off toward the Mandalorian ship. Before he left, Chuka fired a few more grenades at the soldiers below.


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(Grim gave me permission to ghost Chuka)

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Felucia





As Connor fell to the ground, the grappling hook shot over him, but he ended up getting hit squarely in the shoulder with the sparking jet pack. As he hit the ground, he skidded to a halt next to the woman, feeling lightly dazed. He reached over and rubbed his shoulder, almost regretting the choice to disable her jet pack. He hadn't counted on her using as a weapon. Slowly, he got to his feet and pulled his lightsabers to his hands, activating them again. "You guys are making a big mistake. Do you not realize you're trying to take Darth Manara's daughter? I'm sure what ever you're getting paid, she could double or even triple it." He knew it was a long shot in negotiating with her if she was anything like Jace.

 

[Grammatic]

Felucia


Scattering from the sudden onslaught, the soldiers began firing shots off at random around the cavern, the stun rounds colliding with the walls mostly, but a few drew close to the battling forces. The captain, currently trying to find the mando carrying one of their targets, quickly opened his comm, sending a message to the men at the cave entrance, telling them to get ready for runners. As he cut his comm, he quickly turned, grabbing a wounded soldier and pulling him clear of the flaming wall. Shouting, the soldiers began to fall back down the tunnel, the entrance to the cave mostly unhindered. Those not busy carrying the wounded, turned around and began firing into the cavern, hoping to hit something.

 

[folclor]

Felucia





Illya threw her jetpack into the midst of the panicked soldiers, firing off a shot from her pistol. The pack exploded, killing most of the surrounding soldiers. "Kid, if you can pull 240 billion credits out of thin air we might be able to talk. Otherwise..." She readied her rifle, quickly firing off a few shots at the surrounding Imperials, almost as if to give him a demonstration. "You aren't our target. Walk away and you don't have to die. Won't get any more credits out of killing you."


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[Grammatic]

Felucia


Pulling back, the remaining soldiers pulled back, establishing a choke point around the corner of the tunnel. The twenty six soldiers had been diminished to merely twelve, and the captain, with a blaster wound in his shoulder, was not eager for another frontal assault like that. As he was about to give the order to retreat, two cloaked figures came around the corner, from the other direction. Turning to shout at them, one of cloaked and hooded figures turned their head to look at the captain, revealing a helmet beneath the hood, barely visible. Paling behind his own helmet, the captain called his men back as the two figures moved into the cavern.


Standing next to each other, both figures pulled down their black hoods, revealing helmeted heads, with masks set in a grimace. Reaching down, each figure removed similar looking lightsabers from their belts, igniting the orange blades, before coming to a guard position. Taking step forward from her companion, Tall'a activated her helmets exterior comm. "You have one last chance, give us the sith, and walk away."


Back at the cave entrance, the remaining soldiers dug in their positions, several taking cover behind trees, while others planted charges around the entrance. If the warriors failed inside, the captain didn't want to take any chances.


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[KalenNighteyes]

Felucia





Connor nodded to her. "We'd need to get back to Korriban first, and she would need to come with us, but yeah. I'm pretty sure I could get that for you. It wouldn't be a problem at all." He watched as she blew up her jet pack and took out a few of the Imperial troops. He didn't care that she was killing people who he could basically command if he wanted to. He just wanted Why'nn back. He looked over to the troops talking to them. Then looked back to the woman. "What do you say? Can we make an arrangement?"

 

[Field Marshall]

Felucia


Jace smirked even though his hook had missed the enemy was down, he did a jetpack assisted jump and landed right next to Illya. "Illya go, we have our mission don't let this loser change that. He can't win so all he has is negotiation thinking we're just some normal merc that sells out to the highest bidder. Take my pack, I don't need it when I have a grappling hook and the force." Jace said as he detached his jetpack which fell down next to Illya. He drew his beskar sword once more and stepped to Connor. "I am going to cripple you loverboy." Jace exclaimed.


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[KalenNighteyes]

Felucia





Connor was just getting annoyed now. He glared at Jace. "You really are a complete idiot aren't you. Do you even have another insult? Are you jealous that I have a girlfriend and you are too stupid to get one? You're just some annoying sack of bantha fodder who doesn't know when to call it quits. You're the one who needs to give it up or end up crippled. You need to learn when to give up." Connor motioned to the troops surrounding them. "They aren't going to fire on me."

 

[Grammatic]

Felucia


Groaning in agitation, Tall'a turned and waved her hand. This one didn't seem to need any help, or want it for that matter. Setting off at a sprint, the two warriors moved to catch the one mando fleeing with the girl. Enhancing their speed with the force, they quickly moved to catch up, with the warrior next to Tall'a drawing a blaster from his hip, quickly firing shots at the jetpack. Tall'a increased her speed, hoping to catch up before it was to late.


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[folclor]

Felucia





"Oops, sounds like Chuka's in trouble." Illya chuckled as she grabbed his jetpack. "Kaysh's staabi. Gar're di'kut. Su ner vod, a di'kut." ("He's right. You're an idiot. Still my brother, but an idiot.") She winked, strapping the machine to her and taking off after Chuka.


Chuka, on the other hand, cursed, dodging the blaster fire and shooting his last two stun grenades and one concussion back at the pursuing Sith. Illya didn't take too long to catch up, aiming her rifle at the Sith and opening fire. She hoped her companion was able to reload if she was providing cover fire.


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[Grammatic]

Felucia


Stopping in her tracks, Tall'a spun around, throwing her left hand out, throwing the incoming grenades into the blaster fire coming after it. Raising her saber, she deflected the other shots that made it through, while her companion continued after the other one. Taking three steps, he began to run along the length of the wall, gaining height, before using the force to propel himself from the wall, using himself like a projectile, to collide into the fleeing mando.


Tall'a continued to block shots, before rolling to the side, and coming up, firing her own sidearm at the new arrival.


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[folclor]

Felucia





"Shit," Illya growled, dodging the shots. Well, there was one choice here. Rolling in the air, out of the way of the blaster fire (except for the shot that hit her arm), she jumped up the power to her jetpack and sped forward.


Chuka shot out of the cave's entrance, firing a breaching grenade at the gathered forces below. Just as the second Sith was about to collide with Chuka, Illya got in the way, using the force of her jetpack to propel herself and the attacker toward the cave's wall. "Pick up needed, coming in hot!" Illya radioed to the pilot.


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[Field Marshall]

Felucia



Connor was just getting annoyed now. He glared at Jace. "You really are a complete idiot aren't you. Do you even have another insult? Are you jealous that I have a girlfriend and you are too stupid to get one? You're just some annoying sack of bantha fodder who doesn't know when to call it quits. You're the one who needs to give it up or end up crippled. You need to learn when to give up." Connor motioned to the troops surrounding them. "They aren't going to fire on me."

Felucia



"Oops, sounds like Chuka's in trouble." Illya chuckled as she grabbed his jetpack. "Kaysh's staabi. Gar're di'kut. Su ner vod, a di'kut." ("He's right. You're an idiot. Still my brother, but an idiot.") She winked, strapping the machine to her and taking off after Chuka.


Chuka, on the other hand, cursed, dodging the blaster fire and shooting his last two stun grenades and one concussion back at the pursuing Sith. Illya didn't take too long to catch up, aiming her rifle at the Sith and opening fire. She hoped her companion was able to reload if she was providing cover fire.


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Felucia





Jace chuckled a bit at what Illya had said in Mando'a. Then he turned back to Connor. "You mean those same soldiers who are running by to go after your girlfriend. Besides I am pretty sure on some worlds your relationship would be illegal because the age difference seems pretty obvious but I guess the sith into walking that thin line." Jace jeered. "Even if I don't kill you now I will eventually. Even now you hesitate knowing you're no match for me." The cavern began to rumble as Jace began using the force to cause it to be begin to collaspe. Jace then laid down another wall of flame between him and Connor. He force sprinted into another tunnel that would probably lead out on the other side.


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[Grammatic]

Felucia


Grunting from the impact, the warrior deactivated his blade, before connecting both his hands into fists, then bringing them down hard on the mandos neck, knocking her off balance from the impact, before pushing himself back himself. Skirting along the ground, he raised his blaster, firing at both mandos, as the remaining soldiers quickly recovered, following suit.


Running in from the cave, Tall'a opened her comm, contacting the Harrower in orbit. Giving a few brief commands, she then turned and shouted to her companion, sprinting after the fleeing mandos.


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[Killorkiller]

Mando ship


Rylos was having a nice relaxing time just chilling on the ship. But that all changed when he got alerts of mass moment around the others location. It seemed that the empire was here and after the same thing that they where. Swinging the ship into a better position he watched, there little he could do due to the ememy being so close. Hearing Illya ask for a pick up Rylos gunned it, and flew to a location not to far away and sent the team his coords.


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[folclor]

Felucia





Illya grunted, thrown off balance. She almost slammed into the ground but pulled up at the last instant. This was getting too close for comfort. So there was only one choice... She began firing, rapidly, into the crowds of soldiers, killing most very quickly. Each time a shot was about to hit Chuka she took it instead, meaning her armor was taking a battering. It wasn't long before bits of the armor began to get blasted off, exposing her skin to the blaster fire.


However, her shielding allowed Chuka to make it to the extraction point with the target. Bloodied and battered, Illya then took to dodging until she, too, reached the ship. "CLOSE THE DOORS!" she demanded, taking Jace's jetpack and throwing it, full throttle, at the Sith and soldiers, shooting it as it got close and watching it explode. As soon as the doors closed and they were moving, she opened a comlink to Jace.


"Target's secured... g-got to relocate. Send coordinates wh-when you're clear." At that, she collapsed onto the ground, removing her helmet. Much of her armor was gone and the revealed skin was scorched and bloody.


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[Grammatic]

Felucia


Landing on her feet, Tall'a deactivated her saber, clipping it to her belt, as her fellow warrior walked up next to her. Watching the ship depart, she let a smile play across her face, opening a channel to the dreadnought. "This is Tall'a Ina, Captain, let the ship flee when it departs, on Darth Trakus's own orders, is that understood?" After receiving the affirmative, Tall'a turned to her companion, nodding her head, and they both set off into the trees.

 

[HK Fifty]

KORRIBAN



Zerek let Forge go ahead and talk to 01, remembering the Nah-Iblen name was something he should look up, and see if the price tag was too low or too high. He also kept a sympathetic face up while mentally deriding 09. 'First time you see your brother in 50 years, and the first thing you do after saying hi is laugh at his friend? This is going to get worse before it gets better.' And then 01 started deriding 09, insulting the droid to no end. Not helping things was the fact that 09 responded with more hostility. Zerek let his hands rest at his sides before rolling his eyes.


"Alright. I'm gonna step in, I don't care if you mind. First on the bill, 09 you were the one who demanded to come here the second I said I saw 01. You thought he was DEAD. And now, you come back, insult his friend, and insult him? If you want to leave, that's fine, but do you really want to leave without even trying?" Zerek sighed, and turned to 01. "01, I told 09 abut what happened on Hoth. Once I mentioned you, he forced me to get in my ship, fly here, and get you. He also wanted to get Why'nn and give her the option to leave as well. And if you didn't want to leave? Do you know what he would have done? He would have stayed. He wants to reunite with you, with his brother. Now, how's about you both swallow your egos, look each other in the eye, and apologize. Otherwise, I'm leaving. Need to check how much this Nah-Iblen guy is worth." Zerek stepped aside, leaning on the wall. He was ready to shove them apart if it came to that, and had a hand over one of his sabers. 'I swear, if this gets worse, I'm throwing 09 out of an airlock. Then picking him up and doing it again.'





@HK 50 09 @KalenNighteyes

Korriban


Oh-Nine's words didn't cut into HK-50-01 as deeply as Oh-One assumed his brother intended to. Truthfully , he had thought worse about himself before - the only thing that hurt slightly was that it was his brother saying it. Otherwise , it has the inverse effect - Oh-One's eyes went into a somehow deeper red. You know what happened to Oh-Seven? You abandoned him to die by the Exile's hand. If you were there , not even one of the most powerful Jedi of the ages , Traya and that Smuggler couldn't have defeated TWO of us. Certainly not the strongest two of us, I'll concede.. Though you certainly have the weakest loyalties. There was a time Oh-Nine would've heard these thoughts in his own head , but he had removed himself from that 302 years ago.


Oh-One suddenly realized the grieving the 5 of them left - Oh-Eight had expired soon after , almost at the cusp of the war's end - had felt over the loyalty-lacking machine he saw before him should've been a celebration. He was about to say this when the Brother that was supposedly 'better' than he began speaking. HK-50-01 didn't cut him off - Zerek was cutting into Oh-Nine as Oh-One himself wanted to do , even if it was too nice for his brother. No , he didn't even try. All he's doing is being... HIMSELF , really. He probably just wanted to come here just to brag to me that he managed to cut himself off from the Sith where I couldn't.. He didn't debate that Oh-Nine had forced Zerek to come and get HK-50-01 himself - though , he didn't understand why his Brother wanted Why'nn , but it was probably something to do with bragging about separating himself from The Sith.


What did succeed in surprising him was that Oh-Nine- selfish , mercenary Oh-Nine - had intended hook staying with him if he didn't choose to leave. He didn't entirely believe it , but it did succeed in changing his angered sadness to pure sadness. I.. Don't have any pride. So I suppose I can.. Maybe.. NO. How can I entirely believe a Smuggler? No , I need to hear this from Oh-Nine himself. Otherwise , it's as empty as something a Republic Senator would say.


So he spoke , sorrow tinging his voice - but only lightly. "Query/Informational/Weak Denouncement : Did you REALLY say that Oh-Nine? Or is Zerek here just being a diplomat about this? I'll say this now - I'm not apologizing , not unless you decide to hurt me. And no , it's not because I have pride - I don't , ask Forge here, I just told him exactly why I can't have pride -it's because he knows that I'm right. You want to know why Oh-Seven died , Brother? Because you weren't there. We all - or , all of us that remained - sent him to capture the Exile and , to a lesser extent , Traya. Three of us had to stay to run everything in the factory. We couldn't send three of the production 50's to do it - the first few were just coming online when he was dispatched , anyway. Later we did just that , but that's beside the point. Oh-Seven was the strongest of us , so we sent him. If we could've , yes , we would've sent Oh-Nine - other than Seven , he was the strongest.. Even if his loyalty is fickle. And I doubt the Exile and Traya could've killed two of us , in the weakened state Oh-Seven said they were in. If you , if Oh-Nine wanted to come back and save us , that was the best opportunity he could've had.. In fact , that would've prevented 47 from killing us all , too. And then , maybe we could've all lived happy lives , the five of us. I.. Tell me this. Why NOW? I know I already said it , but why , after THREE CENTURIES , do you come back and try to.. Well , go Jedi on me. I finally do have love , and NOW you come back to 'save me' - exactly like a Jedi , saving someone who doesn't want or need it. Well , if you really mean what you said , you're stuck with me , because I'm going to Dathomir to kill Nah-Iblen. Otherwise , go.. Take your false caring to someone else.."





Korriban


HK-50-09 didn't see how he didn't 'try'. That's exactly what he did - and he realized he shouldn't have bothered. It's a fool's reminiscing that brought me here in the first place. I should've remembered how weak Oh-One always was , trying to find things like 'love' and 'kindness' that a real Assassin droid doesn't need - a real Assassin Droid like myself. He almost decided to break Zerek's ribs again , but stopped short - he did need a pilot , after all.


After the Sigh , HK-50-09 waited to see if Zerek had anything to say to Oh-One.. And was disappointed when it was just reassuring that Oh-Nine was 'there' for his Brother. It was true in a past context.. But not with Oh-Nine's re-revelation that his - should he even CALL him Brother anymore - was worth saving. Why this Why'nn or the Chiss here loves him , I don't know. He's a weak , crying little creature that shouldn't be worthy of being termed a Security droid - much less an Assassin Droid. No wonder the Sith removed him from use for 50 years.. If he's like this all the time , he's lucky they didn't destroy him. I'm certainly not swallowing anything to apologize to HIM. He'll have to admit he's a weak little bitch before I ever offer him my help again.


HK-50-09 heard Oh-One start almost blasting queries and rebukes at him in a semi-saddened voice , which only incensed him further. His voice came out mocking , deciding he should openly mock his brother- and , secretly , to cover the fact that he felt somewhat terrible for having any part in making his Brother become so weak. "Mocking : Oh yes , I did say those things. I don't mean them now , but I did say those things. I don't know WHY I said them now - foolish reminiscing perhaps. You know I won't hurt you , you glorified protocol droid. I refuse to aplogize - I'm not wrong here , even if you think so. But you're unreliable as anything but a distraction , so I doubt even your friend Forge here believes you. You know he's just manipulating you , like Jakan or whatever his name was did. I already know why you don't have pride - you don't deserve it for how you BREAK this easily. And no , you're not right about Oh-Seven either. YOU sent him to his death against two of the most powerful Jedi or Sith the Galaxy will ever know. And no , HK-47 still would've came for you , even if by some MIRACLE Oh-Seven succeeded. I also don't think you could ever live a happy life. Not without being petted and coddled by someone - as weak as you are , probably - such as whoever Why'nn is and this Chiss here. Oh yes yes , I will be coming with you to Dathomir - to show you how a REAL assassin droid works. You aren't worthy of being called a security droid. And calling ME a Jedi? You're lucky I want you alive to witness how powerful I can be , or I'd.. I'd.. take that weak spot on the left center of your head and put.. Pla-plasma into it. You stay with your Ideal Master here and.. And rot for all I care. Zerek.. Let's go find whoever runs this place and inform them that we want to be paid to hunt this Nah-Iblen. At least this trip won't be a total waste... I.. Did.." He turned abruptly to leave at that moment , feeling his Facade cracking with every statement. I better leave before his weakness gets to me..

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Felucia


Throughout the harrowing escape, he had managed to hang on to the mark, and make it back to the ship. Thanks in large part to Illya running interference for him.


As soon as he was inside the ship, knowing Illya would keep covering the extraction, he carried the girl to one of the bunks and laid her out, grabbing a sedative from the medkit, he gave it to her ensuring she'd be out for a good long time. Hearing the com-traffic to Jace, he huffed a little and off com said. "I think he's happiest in the middle of storm."


He quickly made his way back to the injured mandalorian in the cargo bay. Kneeling next to her Chuka ran a hand over her head and let it come to rest at the base of her neck. "Copaani gaan?" Meaning "Need a hand?" Behind his helmet he was smirking, and she would hear it in his softly spoken words. He looked her over, seeing she'd taken an absolute beating running cover for him and the mark. "I knew you were tough, but you didn't have strip your armour mid fight to prove it." He gave a small chuckle and moved his hand down to start lifting her under her shoulder and support her weight. "Come on, I got just the thing for you." The warrior started to lead her to one of the bunks and helped her get seated, then removed his helmet. He grabbed two things. First he grabbed his bottle of rye and pushed into her hand with a smile. "K'oyacyi." Second he grabbed the medpack and opened it to start treating her.


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[folclor]

Mandalorian Ship





Illya didn't mind his jest, and actually appreciated his form as he checked on, then lifted her. "The choice was between letting y-" She stopped herself, accepting his help as he helped her onto a bunk, provided her with alcohol, and began to patch her up. "I wasn't about to let you drop the mark. There were too many shots. You would've gotten absolutely riddled!" Why was she defending herself so harshly on this? It wasn't as if he was accusatory. This was joking, so why was she blushing? At his cheers she raised the bottle in a kind of salute then took a quick drink, closing her eyes as the liquor burned it's way comfortingly down her throat. "Vor'e." ("Thanks.") Maybe she'd be able to hide her feelings from him a bit longer.


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[Killorkiller]

Mando ship


Rylos saw the team coming in hot and planed accordingly, dropping the ship so that the bay doors where perfect for Illya and Chuka to enter. Then as soon as they where in he blasted off and closed the doors, having saw Illya take some heavy fire he guessed that Chuka would take care of her, and that was fine by him. He flew in circles for a bit as he decided what to do, realizing that they where low on fuel Rylos put down at a near by station. Walking out of the cockpit Rylos pocked his head into the bunks, "Hey, i am going to refuel, stay here and keep your heads down. We made a lot of noise today and people are probably already looking for you two, don't worry the ship was not seen so its safe here." with that Rylos left the pair to what ever they where doing. Heading out of the ship he took a deep breath, things where going to get interesting.


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[Field Marshall]

Felucia


"Go on without me, finish the mission. I will find my own way." Jace radioed the team as they took off. Jace found himself now in forest leaving those underground tunnels. Then he sensed it someone a force user of the darkside was also in the forest. He figured he could find some transportation by following them. So he quickly followed after them trying to keep a safe distance but he guessed the force user would sense him sooner or later.


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[hudhouse]

Tatooine


Thus began the showdown. The massive beast zoomed straight for him, ripping up the sand like a Dah'Ren Mohran! Tyran had built up a vast amount of power with his inbuilt generator hand, and by using the force, he could keep even more inside. He smiled as the sky around him crackled with raw power. The beast got within range of the Droids, which all began to lay down laser fire into weak spots. The eyes of the Beast were quickly snipped out, turned into a bloody mush that fused to the bone. The Greater Kyrat Dragon used its large neck to try and reach Tyran, but Destiny had already decided the victor.


Tyran threw his lightsaber forward and added a slight twitch to it, making it spin violently horizontally. Tyran threw all the energy he had gathered in a large force storm, engulfing the lightsaber. His specific crystal was designed to handle the extra power... but nothing THIS extreme. Tyran knew he would only have five seconds before his lightsaber would explode from an inability to process it all, but that was fine.


Without anything to contain the raw might of the lightsaber, the overcharged weapon of death was unleashed. The first pass slaughtered many of the Raiders who were tricked into a religious ceremony. As such, hundreds of able-bodied adults were sent out from multiple tribes. None would make it back. The bikes would fly off, some slamming into the hundred meter long dragon, some into other raider riders who were trying to escape and survive, and some just into the sand or glass.


Tyran watched as the lightsaber took a few swings, about 4 seconds to actually cleave through the Dragon's throat. It was engulfed into the opening to the throat before causing an electric storm of wrath that send the head a couple of meters off to crush another raider. Tyran would use his teleportation to go into the throat and activate his suit's flashlight eyes. They flickered from the abuse of the years, but they would hold long enough. Tyran was beginning a Sith ritual of his own design due to all the death. The amount of force within the Dragon and Raiders were enough to create a minor wound in the force. This wound would be placed into his new lightsaber, making his legacy known. He will place this in front of the Darth Council, which was missing a few members if he remembered, and finally, become a Darth! Though, once he made his lightsaber he would have to serve the other Darth by leading the legion with 'Forge' and "Hk-1". Either way, he marched on towards his prize...

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Mandalorian Ship


Chuka didn't notice her almost skip up and sat she was worried about him, he assumed her stumble on speech was due to pain and being moved. As he applied kolto to her burns and cuts he chuckled at her rushed defense of her actions. "So mission first," He smirked as he looked at her, tightening a bandage as he spoke. "Aliit (Family) second?"


It was then that Rylos poked his head in and have them an update. Chuka nodded to him and continued to check and bandage Illya. "It's good know Hukaat'kama. (You watch my back.)" He couldn't help but notice her blush, was she hiding something? He moved to start helping her out of her damaged armour. "Alright, let's get this off ya. Need to check for secondary wounds." He kept his voice low for some reason. He knew he cared for her, but why was he putting so much effort into healing her?