Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Alderaan


Rin's face showed surprise for the first time since Delrick had met him. It seemed to Rin that this was quite a feasible explanation for a lot of things, or such an elaborate lie that it could fool a Peacekeeper. For a few moments he was speechless, part of him rejoiced that his instincts as a detective were still spot on, he knew there was more to Mikel Nurn than there appeared. It seemed almost impossible to believe that he had stumbled upon Delrick Karrim of all people. He knew almost nothing about him, only that the information was above his pay grade. As Delrick hitched on the word daughter and redirected it to padawan, the Nautolan felt a pang of sympathy. His head tails detected worry, grief, and anger from Delrick, something had to be happening with his daughter, perhaps they had a connection through the force that Rin wouldn't sense. He was prepared to aid Delrick for now, but he wouldn't be able to leave the planet until it was peaceful once more, it was his duty to defend the people of Alderaan.


"Though I believe you, Delrick Karrim, I would be shaming my position as a Peacekeeper if I didn't detain you until the council could confirm your story, however.."  His saber flickered off and he slid it into his robe. The Jedi glanced to the skies and to the blaster fire on the horizon. Suddenly a massive stream of focused ionic energy ascended through the atmosphere and struck one of the dreadnoughts. It went completely dark for a few seconds as the shield generator and electrical systems died, fiery explosions littered the surface of the ship as the Republic bombers finally had a 'naked' target to unload on. Turbolaser fire ripped parts of the hull away from the dreadnought, plasma flooded the entire nose of the ship and pieces of the thick armor plating were burning up as they showered down through the atmosphere. "I would be no Jedi at all if I stand by idly while Alderaan suffers, I must aid in the defense of this planet before I attend to official matters of the law." He held his hand out flat and made a horizontal slicing motion, the Nautolan version of shaking one's head. His glossy black eyes met Delrick's, who would see the blurry and imperfect reflection of himself, "Keep it, you never know what you'll need to fight a Sith." Rin looked down from the pad, across the forested plains below. Republic troopers flooded the area outside of the treeline, barraging the charging monstrosities with blaster fire from heavy repeating turrets that were finally set up in defensive positions around the landing pad and the city. "What of your... padawan? I assume it is your priority to locate her. I will assist in any way I can, the Republic forces will know that I'm here, they'll let me know if I'm needed elsewhere."


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Mikel nodded his head and looked around, a pain shooting through his side as it reminded him it was still an on going wound. Seeing the Nautolan decline the gesture, he re-holstered it and nodded slowly. "The council will not recognize any inquiry into me or my missions. I have been stricken from records." From a hidden pocket he produced a security key. "But this will grant my authorization into an identity request." He offered that to the Peacekeeper, it looked like a modified security key. Almost like a miniature holocron, but it would still fit and function in a secure terminal. However instead of entering a password the use of the lightside of the Force was required. 


With a groan and one hand holding his side he stood crouched next to the Jedi, still hiding behind the ramp of the Tythian Shadow. "No you would not be, but I appreciate the offer to help locate my Padawan." An overhead low frequency explosion, that could be felt in the soft organs, announced the entrance of part of the Dreadnought crashing through the atmosphere as it broke the sound barrier. Below the landing platform the sounds of battle intensified as the Republic Soldiers held the line between the monstrosities and the city. Mikel watched the falling debris from the destroyed Sith ship. "The last I saw she was being secured by my student." He shook his head and looked to Nautolan, knowing that he would ask what the difference was as Jedi were only allowed to take one Padawan learner at a time. "Don't ask, its for the best and as an Agent you cultivate contacts, informants, and resources where you find them." 


Mikel took a quick glance around the landing pad and noticed the fighting had significantly slowed, except for a pocket of soldiers keeping a safe distance from the last pocket of Sith. Fali-Nah-Iblen, was swinging his oddity of a weapon, able to keep them from getting close with the wide swings of the whip, but also not able to take effective offense as he must be concentrating on constantly shifting and adjusting the whip to catch every angle in a 360 degree arena. As much as he wanted to go after him, his focus was on Why'nn. He could feel her fear and confusion through the shared connection of Father/Daughter, Master/Padawan. With a lift of his chin he indicated the Hammerhead that belonged to Zerek. "They should be in there."


The Agent closed his eyes and staggered as if struck by a heavy fist, one arm bracing against the ramp to steady himself. The vision Why'nn was projecting came into sudden focus. The fountain of blood gushing from Zerek's mouth, the slow oozing nature as it crawled up her legs and began covering her body, seeming to stick to her where it should have been falling away. It seemed to be a living thing more then liquid. He saw the exit of the ship and her lit blade gouging into it, as she tried to cut her way free. 'Why'nn calm yourself, you are safe. I'll be there soon.'
 
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Zerek grunted as one of her punches hit him in the stomach and knocked the wind out of him. As she finally stopped so he could explain things, he held up his index finger, quietly asking for a moment. Once he had recovered, thankful it wasn't a nut punch, he began answering the questions she asked. "Yes, we're still on Alderaan. The place is swarming with soldiers, and your dad should be safe for the moment. Last I saw, 09 was attacking Trakus and Delrick was picking off troopers. And there is a Jedi. I have no idea if he's still investigating. Shit's kinda gone sideways in the worst possible way." He knew that was nothing but a giant understatement, everything went straight to fucked, and then got more fucked. Repeatedly.


He was ready to lead Why'nn to the bridge, get her behind some blast doors, make sure Iblen didn't live long enough to get into the bridge. "Trust me, I don't want 01 or 09 dead." She then mentioned her alternate personality, he assumed. He was either never told, or didn't ask. He also thought the name was stupid, but she had a lightsaber and more combat experience than he did, so he let it slide. "I think we met once. Because I may have persuaded her to let you have control again. Don't know if that'll work again, but worth a shot, right?" As she listed the triggers, he gave his ever-so-enlightened responses to each. "I don't think we're at the hugging stage yet. More firm handshake. I can promise that will never be my intent, do you know how annoying blood stains are? We're not an old married couple and I'm not that condescending. OK, that's just fucked up." The more conventional triggers were snark-able, but cannibalism? Even he has standards. He quickly moved the ship over to the primary landing pad, finding Iblen by following the trails of his stupid whip thingy and aiming the minigun, when shit once more went fanwards.


He heard running and the ignition of a lightsaber, and thus told his ship to keep firing the minigun at Iblen until either he left, or it was out of ammo. He bolted to the exit hatch to find Why'nn hammering away at it with her lightsaber. 'NOT MY SHIP TOO! Oh that is going to cost so much to repair.' He reached out with the Force, trying to stop her from doing further damage. "Why'nn! It's Zerek, you're safe here. I know you don't think so but you need to trust me. Remember with the illusions? I'm going to need you to close your eyes. Don't look at me, just close your eyes and please stop trying to cut through my ship." He really didn't want to deal with a hole in his stolen Defender. He spent good money making it better and giving it the minigun. And looking at the damage already done, he didn't know if the ramp would open regularly without repairs.
 
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"It won't come off.  It won't come off!!  He's stroking my hair, I hear him.  I can't..."  Her body began feeling heavy, numb.  The blood seemed to be sapping her energy which made her all the more desperate to leave.  "I can't.  I can't!  I don't understand.  Why is it on me? What do I do?!"  If only she could get free!  Maybe outside there wouldn't be blood.


She heard Zerek and stopped, hesitating.  However, when she stopped, when her adrenaline failed her, she was in danger of falling to Sanguina.  Her mind felt thick, impossible to get thoughts through.  Why'nn turned to look at him.  Her skin was pale and she looked sick.  "She wants to come out," she murmured.  "He wants her.  She's his apprentice, his true apprentice.  He wants her.  I don't want to.  I can feel the blood.  I see it.  He's stroking my hair, whispering in my ear.  It's so hard.  She wouldn't like you.  Maybe she would.  I don't know.  Get it off of me.  Get the blood off of me."
 
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Zerek's brain shifted up a few gears trying to figure out how to undo Iblen's illusions. 'Come on... There has to be something. I could knock her out with a stun shot, but that would piss of Delrick to no end even if she would only be out for a few minutes. If he's doing this through the Force...' Zerek looked at Why'nn, entirely unsure of what he was about to do. "OK, I'm going to try and use the Force to get it to stop. I don't know if it'll work, and if things go south then I might have to knock you out. You'll only be out for a few minutes, tops. And uh... sorry, in advance." Zerek then reached out through the Force, trying to help Why'nn and remove Iblen's mind games. His attempts to undo the damage were clumsy, unsure of how to fix the problem, and praying he got lucky. If Sanguina takes over, or if something goes wrong, he quickly tears one of his blaster pistols out of the holster and launches a series of stun rings at her head, aiming to knock her out.
 
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As the minigun hammered away at the space where Nah-Iblen's Lightwhip was swinging from, the various clones fell to the ground as Nah-Iblen dropped to his knees, blood flowing from his mouth, and several wounds on his chest.  As his weapons fell from his hand, he grinned up at the ship that attacked him, and that clone faded into thin air as well.  The Lighwhip slowly rose from it's place in the dust, and flew back to it's master, who'd taken shelter in his "appropriated" ship.


"So, the boy wants to try his hand at disabling my illusions?  Well then, I'll give him a show."


The illusion he sent to Zerek was as such.


He was neck deep in water, inside a barrel.  Restraints around his arms, legs, and neck kept him from moving much more than turning his head.  The fouls stench of human waste and rotten flesh filled the air, and judging by the numbness in his limbs and the solid matter that could be felt in the water, it wasn't a mystery who's waste he was smelling.  There was also something sweet... honey.  It was slathered over his face, and he could feel something crawling around on him.  Then, painfully slowly, the barrel rotated so that he faced a mirror.  His skin was rotten, decaying muscles exposed as skin began to slough away.  He saw what was crawling on his face, dozens of flies, and hundreds of maggots burrowing in and out of the gangreous flesh.  And a voice began to cackle. 


Meanwhile, Why'nn's illusion changed as well.  As one hand continued stroking her hair, another reached over her shoulder holding a cup of a sweet smelling tea.  The cup was pressed against her lips as the hand tried to force the tea down herr throat, where it would begin to make her feel sleepy and compliant.
 
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Why'nn shivered as more Force energy was taking hold of her.  Whimpering, she fell to the ground and curled into a ball, trying to create a barrier between herself and the pieces of Force influence.  But the illusion changed and she began to cry as she felt the tea forced down her throat.  It was all a dream.  Escaping him had been a dream.  She could never escape.  She wanted her father so badly but now she was convinced he wasn't there.  Those voices she'd heard, they were the illusions.


"D-Dad," she whispered, unable to fight any longer.  It was too much.  However, she was able to send one more message out to her father.  "He made me drink the tea.  I... I... can't fight anymore.  I can't..."  She couldn't hear Zerek's words anymore.  She couldn't feel her father.  Cut off, her mind had convinced itself she had, indeed, imbibed the tea.  Her hair being stroked like that... she couldn't hold it anymore.  Though she had struggled, though she tried to keep herself at the forefront, she lost this battle.  Her eyes closed.


Sanguina grinned, getting to her feet as she giggled, dusting herself off.  "You know, Zerek, you're kinda cute.  I'd love to have you along as a pet.  But I don't know... hmm..."  She ignited her blade and continued cutting her way through the door.  She sent a mental message out to her master.  "Master, I think this one would work as a boy toy or a pain experiment.  Do we need one of those or should I leave him?"
 
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Nah-Iblen grinned as he felt Sanguina's force presence.  


"Oh My Dear, I'm happy you're awake.  Come to the ship as quick as you can.  If you desire him as a pet, then you're welcome to bring him along.  However, getting him to the ship and caring for him once he's here will be your responsibility.  Do not endanger yourself simply because you want him."


Now that Sanguina was on her way, Nah-Iblen set about starting up the ship.  Once she was on board, they would be ready to go.
 
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Zerek blinked and felt everything shift for a moment, feeling... restrained? But he was on his own ship. And the smells and sounds? 'Oh shit he did it to me.' And then he saw what may have been the face of death itself. 'what the fuck...' For a few seconds, he thought he was dying. 'Wait... this is an illusion. Such bullshit.' He closed his eyes, using the Force to see, viewing his ship once more as his presence in the Force became slightly more light side. And someone had just woken up. He reached into his coat and threw a flashbang at Sanguina just as she finished her sentence. Using the momentary stun to his advantage, he pelted her with a veritable hail of stun shots from various angles as he dashed around the hall. Due to the combined flashbang and barrage, odds are Sanguina was out cold. If she wasn't by some miracle of chance. He repeated the process with a smoke bomb added in. Repeat until unconscious.
 
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Sanguina was able to put up a barrier through use of the Force and keep cutting.  "If you aren't a good little boy I'll have to cut you," she warned in a sing-song voice.  "I don't want to cut you until we're safe with Master.  You're coming with me, aren't you?  Oh, it'll be so much fun if you come.  Come on, Zerek."  She began giggling as she kept cutting.  It was unclear how long she could keep her concentration divided so.  Or was the barrier made from Why'nn's will?  That wasn't certain.
 
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Zerek groaned in pure agitation. Of course it didn't work, of course she wanted to cut him and of course she thought he was cute. Well, that last one was actually more unexpected than not. Plus she'd probably broken the ramp to where it wouldn't open. But she didn't know that. Zerek had an idea, one with techniques that worked last time. "Y'know what? Fine. I'll come with you, but you need to move away from the ramp so I can lower it, OK? I don't want any more damage done." From what she could tell, he was being honest and she would need to stop cutting and back up, thanks to his suggestion. He stood near the keypad, waiting for her to move. Once she backed away from the ramp and turned around, he fired another stun barrage at her head. 
 
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Sanguina frowned slightly.  Part of her mind told her she shouldn't listen to him.  After all, last time she did he'd used his abilities to make sure Why'nn was in control.  However, she was only about halfway through with cutting her hole and walking down the ramp would be easier.  She stopped cutting, pulling back but choosing not to extinguish her blade.  "Okay, but if you try anything f-"  As she spoke she turned.  When she turned she saw stun rings flying at her.  Her eyes widened.  "You-!"


The girl didn't have time to react.  The stun rings hit her and she fell backward.  Now she was in danger of harming herself with her lightsaber as the double-bladed weapon fell from her grasp.  As it fell it landed so one of its blades was behind her.  She landed on it.  As it seared her back, cutting into her flesh, she was woken once more.  Fire-eyed, she screamed, attempting to arch her back to get away from the burning plasma.  By the time she was able to get away from the blade it had seared away enough flesh to expose her spine.  Thankfully, it hadn't severed anything, but she lay on her side, her breathing shaky.  Sanguina's anger spiked while Why'nn tried to figure out what was happening.
 
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Zerek was relieved that she turned around and got hit, and nearly shit himself when she fell on her saber. "SHIT!" He quickly extinguished the blade and stashed it in his coat, grabbing his emergency koto spray and applying it liberally to her back. "C'mon... stay with me here. I'm sorry! Damnit..." He did what he could to try and help, leaving himself open as he sprayed koto on her back, his emotions going crazy.
 
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Sanguina wanted to turn and rip his throat out.  Why'nn didn't.  It didn't matter.  Her body shivered at the pain and what he was doing was fixing the problem.  Tearing his throat out could wait.  Both vied for control and neither was winning.  The kolto spray did what it could, but she would need to be fully submerged in a tank if the wound was to heal with any sort of swiftness.  Finally, it seemed like Why'nn gained control, or, at least, more control than Sanguina.  "I don't feel the blood anymore," she breathed.
 
Alderaan


Rin nodded to Delrick and immediately sprinted for the ship. He didn't wait around for the injured man, if he truly was Delrick Karrim, he could take care of himself, for now he needed to locate the girl and ensure her safety. No Sith was kidnapping a child in his presence, not while he drew breath. His Force powered run took him across the pad in a blur, so that he was sliding up the ramp in nearly 8 seconds from the start of his run. He planted his feet at the base of the ramp and slid all the way up, coming to a stop just inside the door. He saw Zerek spraying Why'nn with kolto spray, his brow lowered and he gave the rogue a suspicious glare. "I am here on behalf of Delrick Karrim, what happened to the girl?" For all he knew, the rogue was an agent of Nah-Iblen in disguise. He gripped the hilt of his saber in his hand.


The landing pad was now being locked down and searched, every single ship was being pried open by Republic soldiers and sorted over. They weren't taking anymore chances, they didn't really know what the hell was happening, except the obvious massive beasts rampaging. The corpses of imperial soldiers and droids littered the pad in an arc around where Trakus initially landed, there were dead Republicans by the dozens, but now soldiers in heavy riot gear and slug throwers were arriving to the scene. Police cruisers hovered over the ramp and armed their lasers, they would try their best to gun down anything that tried to flee and failed to reply to comms.


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The arrival of the Jedi gave hope to Why'nn and further anger to Sanguina.  "He really is here," she breathed, then tried to push herself up.  The wound threatened to stop her effort but she forced herself through the pain in order to sit.  "My dad's here?"  Her eyes looked a bit glassy.  "Peacekeeper, this is Zerek.  He's not with the monster, I can assure you.  He's trying to help."  She flinched as she tried moving to stand, finding that a bit too painful.


The pain brought Sanguina closer to the surface and she wanted, so badly, to go to her master.  She yearned to be in his presence again, with or without her new boy toy.  But there was a Jedi here and she didn't know if she could walk.  Besides, Why'nn was still in control.  She cursed herself for being so gullible.


Why'nn tried to steady her breathing.  Maybe if she could meditate she could attempt to heal like her father did.  She wasn't familiar with the technique, but perhaps she could learn.
 
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Zerek's panic only rose as it seemed the spray wasn't helping much. He tried to remember where a kolto tank was, forgetting that he had one that was rarely used. The panic was affecting his Force Sight, making everything get muddled and indistinct, tempting him to open his eyes and see if the illusion was still active. He kept spraying as there was less and less koto remaining.


As the Jedi cut his way in and boarded the ship, he shuffled back in a state of near-pure panic. 'not going back never going back, gotta run, gotta leave, fix it...' He heard the question over his own rising heartbeat and stuttered out an answer. "I fucked up... didn't mean too... out of control... couldn't stop... gotta fix it... not happening... please don't kI'll me." He knew Delrick would turn him over to the Jedi for this, he nearly killed his daughter. Hell, he was expecting Delrick to kill him. But right now, he had to try and fix it. "Please... get her to a kolto tank..." His eyes stayed closed and his speech was wavering and breathy. He couldn't recognize the Jedi in his current state.
 
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Nah-Iblen frowned when Sanguina's force presence vanished, and he dropped the illusions.  Wondering what happened to his apprentice, he made himself invisible again and exited his ship.


Slowly making his way between the various docked ships, he approached where he last felt Sanguina's presence.  When he saw the state his apprentice was in, he frowned, having to use every ounce of his self control not to charge in and try to kill everyone.  Instead, he sent a messanger.


More specifically, he sent an illusion of himself, which could speak with his voice.  It was transparant, so hopefully there wouldn't be any time wasted on attacking it.  It just walked up to the scene, a grim look on it's face.  It glared at Zerek and the jedi in turn.  It shook slightly, as if enraged, which was appropriate given that was how Nah-Iblen was feeling.


"So...  Which one of you did this to my apprentice?"
 
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Why'nn frowned and tried to move to get to Zerek.  Her legs didn't want to cooperate, but they did after she pushed through the pain, dragging herself over to the rogue.  With all the strength she could muster, she slapped him across the face.  It was hard enough to turn his head and probably leave a red hand print.  "Idiot.  I'm not dead yet, am I?  You stopped the illusions for me and you took Sanguina out of control.  If all I need is sometime in a kolto tank, I'm good with that."  But her words only came out with some effort.  It was clear her endurance was flagging.  "And, yes, she has a stupid name.  I agree with you.  I didn't name her.  He's not going to kill you.  ...Or shouldn't..."  As she moved to glance back she lost her already failing balance and collapsed onto him with a hiss of pain.


"My dad... won't kill you for this," she managed.  "And you know he isn't... going to turn you over t-to anyone.  Damn idiot..."


And then she heard Nah-Iblen's voice.  Her eyes widened, pupils shrank, tears forming as she tried to find a way to move, to hide.  She couldn't move.  Her body wasn't responding.  Sanguina surged, trying to get control.  Her master would feel her trying to gain supremacy.  It wouldn't matter either way.  Even if she dominated Why'nn she wouldn't be able to move.  Oh, but she tried.  She tried with all her might, using the pain and anger to gain strength.  Why'nn squeezed her eyes shut and tried to hold onto Zerek, but her hands barely squeezed the fabric of his shirt.  The panic was growing within her.  This would make it easier for Sanguina to take over.
 
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HK-50-09 cursed as he jettisoned the spent rail-clip ammunition magazine for the SlugThrower and practically forced in a new one. Naturally by the time he had reloaded and cocked the (admittedly) designed for slower and more accurate fire , he was surrounded by republic soldiers. Despite still having a line of sight to Trakus , the assassination droid's focus shifted to the swarms of beasts , soldiers and war droids covering the landing field , entirely dropping the SlugThrower and redrawing his Medium Repeater. As the weapon let loose with furious plasma that matched the nigh-legendary rage of it's wielder , Oh-Nine couldn't help but revel in his work. 'THIS is how warfare should be waged! None of this secrecy , or 'conventions' , and CERTAINLY no cease-fires or mercy! Just soldiers and weapons , with only the strongest and most superior surviving - ME!' The weapon continued spewing destruction as the battle waged on , the rogue assassin droid unaware of anything happening outside of his sphere of corpses. When the last of the three large power packs was discarded , he threw down the useless weapon (into a soldier's skull , of course) and tore out both of the heavy pistols , intent on destroying every fleshsack , droid , and ship in the area until he and he alone stood superior. 


By the time the pounding of cannons and the roar of blasters faded , Oh-Nine had a considerable amount of carbon scoring and a lesser (yet noticeable) amount of blood decorating his dull silver frame. 'WHY ARE THEY CEASING? Just because most of the Sith lie dead or dying doesn't mean hostilities have been terminated - destroy all the ships and their owners , you blasted Republic pacifists!' His metallic skull shifted up from the melted droid at his feet to lock onto Zerek's ship , and more importantly the Jedi Peacekeeper entering it. Avoiding or blasting any Riot Control or regular Republic Troopers in his way , he stepped into the no-longer spaceworthy ship with visions of oh-so-glorious murder cycling through his processor. 


Just in time to see both his Fleshsack brother and the weakling his metallic brother considered a savior react with pure terror to (what he assumed) had to be the Nautolan - Oh-Nine didn't have the ability to detect the illusions of Nah-Iblen , both dead to the force and not the intended target. After seeming the lock up for a moment , he put away the two pistols (which were nearly depleted anyway) and withdrew the shortsword with the menacing sound of metal drawn against metal. Why'nn and perhaps Zerek may have been able to detect the hint of concern in his voice , but for all others it was merely a furious stream of dialogue as any other class-four droid may have delivered. "Displeasure : How dare you , you fripping tadpole Jedi hypocrite , even consider yourself worthy of threatening the only Fleshsack in the Galaxy who can merit my.." The droid stopped for a moment , either unsure of which word to use , or perhaps just furious enough to involuntarily pause. "My respect! I was already going to kill you , but you - you've merited special Protocols." When he was done speaking , the sword rushed itself towards the Nautolan's legs , intending to cripple them before the rest of the almost ritually done protocol continued itself. 
 
Aboard Darth Trakus' Flagship


Their exit from Alderaan had been remarkably smooth compared to the Sith's tumultuous arrival. The Republic gunships were far too occupied with the Sith fighters swooping about, and those that could be spared were busy engaging drop-ships and weapon pods descending toward the planet. As far as their pilots were concerned, if this group of Sith wanted to flee then more power to them. Strapped into the crash-couch beside the Master's, Makri threw him the occasional glance but his face was expressionless and his own emotions far too controlled for her to read. 


Landing aboard his vessel, she had emerged to walk by his side yet one pace back, following him as he moved with a purpose. Her own gait was smooth, mostly, with scarcely a catch to betray the fresh injuries to her ribs. "I don't believe she intends on coming back, my Master," Makri offered; not so much to excuse her failure as to present a discovery she hoped he would be pleased with. Meanwhile the flotilla of Imperial warships moved toward the outer system obedient to their Lord's command.


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Zerek was still stuck in his slump, his vision only getting more murky as the panic festered in his mind. He heard who he thought was Why'nn struggle to get up. He was about to say something when his head was forced to the side, his cheek stinging like it never had before. His eyes opened in shock, blinking a few times to get used to seeing normally again. He saw Why'nn's hand in a very post-slap position and slowly put the pieces together. She had just slapped him directly across the face. The panic started to be replaced with confusion. 'ow?' He didn't know if the slap itself broke the illusion or if Iblen had just dismissed them, but was still thankful that he didn't need to see his own rotting face again.


He looked at Why'nn, panic leaving his system as she asserted that everything was going to be fine. He kept trying to interrupt to the contrary, but the usually dickish thief was not exactly dripping with confidence right now. As she fell onto him, he once again felt panic rising and a grunt leaving as she fell on his lap. The panic quickly left as she kept talking, telling him Delrick wouldn't kill him or turn him over to the Jedi. He finally took a controlled breath to calm himself down. "Well... you do have a point." He was, as always, a master of understatement. A small smile crept to his face as it seemed the giant shitshow that was today was about to end. Tiredness began to creep into him, he just wanted to get her to the kolto tank and rest.


As he heard the voice of Nah-Iblen, rage ignited within him, that quickly cooled into something more dependable than blind anger. He shoved his exhaustion out of his mind for now, drawing on the last of his energy. He felt Why'nn once again try to fight off Sanguina's influence, lightly gripping his shirt. "Stay with us, I know you can." As his response to the question Iblen posed, he pressed a button on his datapad, initiating a lockdown of the ship and closing the blast door that was placed in the entryway, but not before 09 managed to get in.


Under most circumstances, he would be quite happy to see 09 as the droid was always ready for a fight. However, he began fighting the wrong target, and, though he did detect the concern in 09's voice, he still needed to save the Jedi and assassin droid from each other. "09! Stop, he's with us!" He reached out with the Force, trying to stop the sword from connecting. "Rin, I need 09 intact! Don't fight him!" Truthfully, though the HK-50 unit may be a pain in the ass sometimes, he still found him great company and didn't want this to be his end. "09, we need your superior droid eyes! There might be a Sith Lord in here! Scan thermals for a fourth organic in this room and if there is, take it out with extreme prejudice." He didn't put it past Iblen to be in the room with him right now and tensed. If there was one thing living on the streets had taught him, it was to never underestimate an opponent, especially a persistent one. It also taught him that when you weren't confident, fake it, and fake it well.
 
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The Jedi's head snapped to the new intruder in the ship. It was the aggressive assassin droid, and he predicted exactly what was going to happen in the next few seconds. Before HK-50-09 even finished his speech Rin ignited his light-saber and waited on the inevitable attack. The moment he laid his eyes on the blade Rin's hand shot forward, pressing the Force against the droid without the caution he might employ against something mortal with soft organs. It would be as if he was impacted by land cruiser moving at a moderate speed. His saber was in the other hand, it was pointed at Zerek. "If you thought before you acted, you'd know that I'm not here to hurt this man, but to return Why'nn to her father. I was investigating whether or not he was a friend, do not interrupt me." He needed to take Why'nn, Zerek, Delrick, and the droids into custody, it was the safest place to be, and he had questions for all of them. Regardless of how he felt about the situation, he was an agent of the law and his duty came before his preference. "If she is in condition to move, you need to come with me, Delrick is outside." He would not spend time negotiating, this needed to be resolved now.


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HK-50-09 felt himself move backwards a short distance , magnetizing his feet before he crashed into the closed bulkhead door to his back - of course , the momentum still caused his upper torso to bend nearly entirely backwards , a metallic ring accompanying his head connecting to the deck. 'Oh , now I'll kill him with the SECOND set of special protocols...' The Jedi's words as his torso quickly rose from being in an acute angle with the deck displeased him even more - much more than they reasonably should , of course - but before he could respond to them in any meaningful fashion Zerek spoke up , urging him to resist striking at the Jedi. 'Oh , so first I can't kill the blasted Sith , and now I can't kill the Jedi either - all because they're 'with us'. Who the Raxus ISN'T with us at this point? If Lord Malak fell from the sky and tried to subjugate us all , oh , would he be with us too?' Still , he angrily flicked his bloodless blade in a decidedly HK-droid (and perhaps Rakatan) fashion , meant to be a sign that he wasn't intending to initiate further hostilities. As was so typical , Oh-Nine was ever willing to undertake a request that so excellently admitted his superiority. "Compliance : Ah , so you admit how superior I truly am. See , this is why you always will need me - how else could you manage to have any of my skills? You certainly can't see in the Ultraviolet or Infrared spectrums , that's for sure.." The droid held his sword at his side as his head swiveled around slowly (though it always swiveled in some fashion when he stood still) , surveying the room.


The Jedi-Killer wasn't built to see Force-crafted Illusions - no droid had ever been or will ever be alive to the Force - so he didn't locate any Sith Lord , or indeed any Fleshsack except for the three before him. Naturally , this displeased him even more , the sword flicking erratically as he spoke. "Displeasure/Query : I didn't see any fripping Sith Lords , blast , I didn't even see a Gizka! What the Raxus made you think there was a Sith Lord anywhere here , anyway? The only thing I see that needs termination is this fripping tadpole in front of me! Give me one reason he's on our side and that I shouldn't terminate him with maximum prejudice! I'll give you two I should - first , he's got a light saber pointed directly at you. Second , he's a fripping Jedi who thinks I don't even have the right to interrupt him! Just because I'm a droid doesn't mean I don't have any rights , you blasted holier than thou , do-nothing peacekeeper! I'm certainly superior enough to you , and I certainly have reason to 'interrupt' you as you idiotically think of it!" Clearly , he had entirely ignored the Jedi's desire to protect the not-Sith girl his (droid) Brother loved so much - not that he would've cared in his current state. 
 
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Why'nn would've tried to interject but it was all too much and she lost consciousness, eyes closing as her head came to rest on Zerek's lap.  The wound on her back looked terrible, despite the applied kolto.  It was clear that moving her would be difficult to do without causing further damage, but it was possible.  Sanguina, too, was rendered unconscious.


As she fell, she entered a world of nightmares all centered around the idea of waking up with Nah-Iblen staring at her.  So it was that the Force energy around her was unstable and liable to cause loose objects to fly about.
 
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