Post by Jin Song on Mar 3, 2024 21:40:12 GMT -8
Jin passed the lightsaber that Roland had loaned her back to him. It was hesitant, as she didn't like the feeling of being unarmed in a warzone, especially one where she knew she was a prize piece on the board. But out of respect for Roland, her friend, she disarmed without protest. But the promise of future action with another saber did alleviate some of her worries. After the saber was out of her hand, she placed the hand on the Imperial Knights arm and gave it a reassuring squeeze. We'll make them pay. For your father, and for everything. Jin then departed from her friends presence and found a place where she could bunk down for a few hours. But before she slept, the Knight Tribune, meditated. But it was not calm she found, like the lightside aligned Knights around her, no, for the first time she finally had something concrete the rage against. Someone to hate, to loathe with every fiber of her being. It would be this hate that fueled her the fight ahead. At the end of her meditation, she tried to reach out across the stars, hoping that her faint mark on the Force would reach her beloved. I love you.
Over the next weeks, or maybe they were months? Jin couldn't tell. She was lucky when she got four or more hours of sleep before she'd be up and at it again. The grease and grime of the undercity was caked on her even thicker than when she was a resident. At least then she took time out of her day to shower. Her work had started with organizing the gangs. She had started with her parents old gang, using her legacy status and advanced training and skills to practically take it over. Then she reached out to the others, showing them that life was easier for them under the true rulers of the Empire instead of this military junta. Most saw her logic, others were made examples of. Soon she had her own force to lead in parallel with Roland's more proper resistance. Jin was sure to pick up the slack where the Lightside aligned Knights would baulk at. No target was off the table, so long as it had direct impact on the occupation. Rations were poisoned, patrols were slaughtered and mutilated to the soldier, combat hospitals were raided in the night, and many other atrocities, including the torture for information of every ranking officer, before being summarily executed. Every time, Jin would leave a spray painted message. "I'm Coming For My Lightsaber, Myria." The silver blade of the loaned Imperial Knight saber didn't feel right in her hands, but it worked well enough. Among the enemy it became a common thought that an assignment to patrol the undercity was a suicide mission. Two patrols a night would go missing; one to Roland and his Imperial forces, and the other to Jin and her gangs. And no matter how many traitors she killed, Jin's anger would not subside. She was always on the lookout for information on where Myria could be hiding.
During an operation, striking at a supply depot, Jin overhears something that sets her head a buzz. The first actual news that could be construed as good. She listened as a pair of guards talked about the arrival of an "enemy" fleet in orbit. So, either Fiora or Octavian had finally arrived. Jin almost decided to call off the attack to get the news to Roland as soon as possible, but she decided to keep the occupiers attention split as much as possible, make the landing for the liberators that much easier. Once the depot was destroyed and the guards heads left in a neat row across the entrance, Jin made her way back to Roland's HQ. She came bursting in to share the news. A fleet has arrived in the system! I don't know if it's Octavian or Fi, but now may be our chance to launch a major offensive! Even after the constant fighting, she was still eager to kill those who wronged her and her loved ones.
Over the next weeks, or maybe they were months? Jin couldn't tell. She was lucky when she got four or more hours of sleep before she'd be up and at it again. The grease and grime of the undercity was caked on her even thicker than when she was a resident. At least then she took time out of her day to shower. Her work had started with organizing the gangs. She had started with her parents old gang, using her legacy status and advanced training and skills to practically take it over. Then she reached out to the others, showing them that life was easier for them under the true rulers of the Empire instead of this military junta. Most saw her logic, others were made examples of. Soon she had her own force to lead in parallel with Roland's more proper resistance. Jin was sure to pick up the slack where the Lightside aligned Knights would baulk at. No target was off the table, so long as it had direct impact on the occupation. Rations were poisoned, patrols were slaughtered and mutilated to the soldier, combat hospitals were raided in the night, and many other atrocities, including the torture for information of every ranking officer, before being summarily executed. Every time, Jin would leave a spray painted message. "I'm Coming For My Lightsaber, Myria." The silver blade of the loaned Imperial Knight saber didn't feel right in her hands, but it worked well enough. Among the enemy it became a common thought that an assignment to patrol the undercity was a suicide mission. Two patrols a night would go missing; one to Roland and his Imperial forces, and the other to Jin and her gangs. And no matter how many traitors she killed, Jin's anger would not subside. She was always on the lookout for information on where Myria could be hiding.
During an operation, striking at a supply depot, Jin overhears something that sets her head a buzz. The first actual news that could be construed as good. She listened as a pair of guards talked about the arrival of an "enemy" fleet in orbit. So, either Fiora or Octavian had finally arrived. Jin almost decided to call off the attack to get the news to Roland as soon as possible, but she decided to keep the occupiers attention split as much as possible, make the landing for the liberators that much easier. Once the depot was destroyed and the guards heads left in a neat row across the entrance, Jin made her way back to Roland's HQ. She came bursting in to share the news. A fleet has arrived in the system! I don't know if it's Octavian or Fi, but now may be our chance to launch a major offensive! Even after the constant fighting, she was still eager to kill those who wronged her and her loved ones.