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Post by Kent on Mar 29, 2015 17:26:40 GMT -8
Kent relaxes into Na'an's arms. She feels safe there. She gave her perspective of the story He...tried to capture me for the dark man back there. I kicked him and ran home... He followed me and and tried to come in and get me. I attacked, i will not be captured again! Nothing i did could stop him though. I shot him, and nothing. I brought hundreds of pounds of duracreat on him, he barely slowed. I tried to cut him, it left a scratch. He forced me through the wall... i don't know how. My head... i couldn't think right. I...I... I cried! She said not believing it. She hasn't cried in years sense that first month with the pirates. Then he was holding me. He had me captured. Then the building fell. Don't let him take me! He could give me back to THEM! or the dark man!!! Please don't let him take me!
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Post by Kent on Mar 29, 2015 16:29:28 GMT -8
The crashing of the duracreat was enough to shake the cobwebs loose from her head. She took a quick inventory of her surroundings. The man she had kicked to escape from the fight earlier, had tracked her down, and she had stabbed in the arm and shot was very near her. There was a very large robot close as well. They were circled by the collapsed facade, she could look over and see here home exposed to the world. She looked for her lightfoil and saw the end of it, the rest crushed under the fallen facade. The only thing from her past gone with the fake comfort she had clung to so tightly. And finally she looked up at Na'an. The woman who saved her this time.
Kent pushes Gavin way, more using him to push herself back toward Na'an. She fumbles trying to pull her baster looking at Gavin, expecting him to come after her.
Get away! Get back!
She screams, still fumbling unable to draw as she gets closer to Na'an
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Post by Kent on Mar 29, 2015 13:41:23 GMT -8
Kent isn't at all comforted. Her mind was still shaken and spinning. The one thing she could always count on, the one thing that gave her an edge was gone. She didn't notice the man that was holding her now, nor the droid feet away, all she knew was fear. Still crying she began to curl tighter into a ball. She wanted everything to just wrap her up around her. Her state tapes into her untrained Force powers. She begins to pull at her surroundings, wanting it all to encompass her. Little rocks begin to fly at her, hitting her and Gavin in the process. The Droid wast staring to be pulled closer. And the facade of the building. Now with a hole at its base was structurally unsound, the top began to wobble, then it began to tip, and finally it began to fall in towards Kent, Gavin, and Leigh. All the while still crying
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Post by Kent on Mar 28, 2015 20:51:52 GMT -8
The repulse through Kent back toward the facade of the structure. It was never build to be strong. The force of the repulse and a 90lbs girl were enough to make a hole. She fell through the crumbling structure, and landed on her back stunned at Leigh's feet. Foil landing a few feet away, blaster still in its holster. Guhooooof! Agggggggghhhhh She groaned at the feet of the large droid, trying to stop her head from spinning and the stars from flashing. She began to take inventory. She definitely had a concussion. For most people this would be a problem but for Kent it brought back all the fear again. She couldn't trust her mind. After this her greatest weapon, her only weapon was gone. She was left with nothing. She did something she hadn't done in more than a decade. She began to cry, like a little girl.
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Post by Kent on Mar 28, 2015 19:06:46 GMT -8
Kent's fear had turned to anger, and that anger began to influence her. It reminded her that there was no one as smart as her, no brain that could match hers. She was the one they should fear starting with the man trapped under the rubble. He was tracking her. She considered that he was just interested in her safety. If that was the case where was he the past 8 plus years she had been on her own in the Hell Hole that was Nar Shaddaa. And she was safe, she was in her home. He was the one that took away the safety of her sanctuary. Slowly all here fear of the pirates and their captain turned to anger at Gavin. She saw part of his left arm through the rubble. Severing it was as good a place to start as any. He would pay.
You followed ME. You tracked ME, and you came into MY home! You thought i was just a helpless girl! I have survived on this Force forsaken moon for more than half my life ALONE! Now you want to take interest and help me! No one wants to help, they only care about what they can get in return!
She thumbs the lightfoil to life. Its blade sputters and falters between a dark yellow blade and orange. It wasn't the best weapon against another saber or in blacking a blaster bolt, but against flesh and bone it would do as good as ever.
Well you can get this in return!
She quickly with the speed and agility of a well practiced gymnast trusts the blade to the exposed part of Gavin's arm with the intent on severing it. Anger had taken her completely. She wanted Gavin to suffer. All that had gone wrong in her life she put squarely on him. The heavy duracreat would pin him phisicaly, and the weight would take a lot of focus in the Force to move.
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Post by Kent on Mar 24, 2015 22:59:33 GMT -8
She felt the pull on the blaster, but held firm. The move was enough to make her smile. She was comfortable with this weapon, it was one of the first things she had stolen. She had uncountable hours practicing with it. It was a part of her. Not this time. I am back in control She fired two quick shots. The first was right into the man, the second was into the facade of the building. If the first shot didn't do its job, the rubble from the second would at least take him out of the fight. Kent then turns to the other side of the wall, and pulls the lightfoil. It looks like she needed another way out.
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Post by Kent on Mar 23, 2015 23:14:33 GMT -8
Someone was coming into the hole. So he had made her choice for her. She pulled her blaster and pointed it at the hole. Just another second and whoever was coming would be visible. The second she saw movement she would fire. Who ever it is would be unable to defend themselves in the tight hole, part of the reason she chose this place. There was a muffled voice outside that she couldn't clearly hear, but it sounded like she was trying to calm them down. But could she trust it? No she had to take charge of this. She was smarter then them, she should not be cowering. Kent chose to act. She put the blaster up into the hole. It was close enough to the man for him to see it, but in the tight quarters of the hole not close enough to reach for. She was still very afraid but now she was angry. She held it hard with both hands, as she yelled.
Move and you die! I have been responsible for deaths before to profit others, I will have no problems killing you! Try to talk and you die!
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Post by Kent on Mar 22, 2015 22:45:19 GMT -8
She was being tracked here. Kent knew it, she didn't know how but she knew it. Someone, no, more than one was on their way looking for her. For the first time in a long time she couldn't decide what to do. Her hiding spot was good, great even; up until now no one following her had ever been able to find her here. But these people she met tonight were different than the normal riffraff she encountered on the streets. And He was out there. The one being in the galaxy she feared, what if he was one of the ones following her. Should she stay or should she run? She didn't know, and that for a mind like Kent's was enough to fill her with terror. She always knew what to do, she thought it out and got the right answer that's how her mind worked! She is supposed to know. She began to calculate the odds that the pirate had gotten a look at her face, then added the odds that he would remember him. But again she wasn't a droid, did odds really mean that much! She was over thinking the situation, but she couldn't stop herself. She had to get an answer. Her fear and terror growing by the second.
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Post by Kent on Mar 21, 2015 21:45:58 GMT -8
Kent rant, taking quick turns in different alleys and streets trying with everything to throw off any pursuit. She couldn't tell yet if she was being followed, but she ran anyway. Her memory of the layout of the area letting her know the perfect time to turn. Finally she took a peek behind her and didn't see anyone. She made her way to her home/ hiding place, a small hole in between the crumbling facade of an old building and the main structure. It wasn't the perfect hiding place but only anyone that new of old style Nar Shaddaa architecture would know this space existed. She only knew of it because of an old book she found in a trash heap that happened to be open to a page on it. It had been her home for years. this is where she was completely confident she was safe. Here she knew she was untouchable. She breathed a sigh of relief and began to talk to herself./span]
See this is why you leave people to there own. If they are to dumb to realize their faults that's their problem. You mind is your own, you have no obligation to share what it can do to help them see them. Keep to yourself and you will be safe. My mind is all I need.
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Post by Kent on Mar 14, 2015 23:24:01 GMT -8
*As one of the pirates got behind them, Gavin turned to dispatch him, only to see Kent bring him down. He couldn't help but smile, seeing she had what it took to defend herself. But that was one pirate, and more than likely not as well trained as the captain coming there way. Defense like that would only go so far. Gavin moved from his place to stand beside the girls, his back to the approaching captain. Putting a barrier up around them, he made sure to keep himself and the girls safe."Don't be afraid." *Gavin put a hand softly on each of their shoulders. His voice became soft as he smiled to them.* "No one is going to hurt you, no one is going to take either of you away. We won't let it and I'll die before allowing it to happen. I give you my word." No there was only one person she could trust. Herself. Blaster fire was raining near their position. She could be sure that Kent and Val weren't the targets. They wanted them both alive. They want to capture them. This left one option in Kent's mind. Run away now!. But with her "defender's" so close there was no way they would let her leave. The man with the darkness around him had made it clear he wanted Kent as well as Val, he wouldn't just let her run. This other watcher guy with his hand on her shoulder had decided he knew what was best for her. He didn't have her mind he couldn't begin to fathom how little he knew. No that hand that was there for comfort wanted to keep her there as well. She was going to make her move with or without the other girl. She had lived under someone's hand before. The man on the roof. She had gotten free, but never again would she let him or this new man control her. She could make it through with her mind. She did feel bad at what she was about to do a little, she didn't want Gavin to die. Really she was hoping he would kill the captain, but either way she hoped he would live to understand.Targeting the outside and slightly back portion of Gavin's knee her foot struck hard and precise on the Anterior Cruciate Ligament and the Medial Cruciate ligament, of Gavin's knee. If he fell here the speeder would give him cover. And she tore out running
Val! Run or get captured! Sorry Mister. With that Kent was out like a light into a narrow space between buildings. She new this moon better than anyone. They wouldn't be able to follow her, never able to find her. They could only try. She didn't look to see if Val was behind her. There would be time for that later. If she was coming perfect. If not that was her choice. While running she reloaded her blaster and kept the lightfoil in her hand deactivated.While running it surprised Kent how much remorse she was feeling for the man she used as a distraction and may have hurt to get away. She started to worry that something might happen to him. What if she had kicked hard enough to tear the ligaments? Would that injury be the cause of his death? If he died would it be as if Kent had killed him?No! No questions like that. It fit, it was logical, it was the right thing to do! You are safer where you are in charge. It was the smart call.! She yelled at her self while running away.Read more: jedivsith.boards.net/post/75315/quote/607?page=8#ixzz3UR8M12mH
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Post by Kent on Mar 13, 2015 15:28:24 GMT -8
One of the Pirates repels quickly behind the girls to grab at them. Kent quickly pulls her lightfoil and hums its blade to life. The blade is erratic at best, but it functions this perpous well enough. Before he can react and pull his blaster, Kent brings the foil through his wrist. The weapon and hand fall to the ground. A hard roundhouse kick to the solar plexus eliminates him from the fight. Kent may be young, frail looking, and untrained but years on her own in the slums of Nar Shaddaa had left her able to hold her own. Val! It's now or never! We are sitting ducks here! I for one am not that interested in getting captured again.Kent looks up to see the pirate captain in his armor. Kent had never forgotten anything in her life and that armor was no exception. Fear set in, she knew that load out. This was the man and group that had kidnapped her as a little girl. If not for her mind and the value she was worth to them she would have been killed or sold. No, they wanted her, using her and her mind the pirats had gotten rich. This was one man she never wanted to see again, and a memory she wanted more than anything to forget. We have to go! I can't get caught by him again! I can't be responsible for hurting people like that again! And I can't take that torture again! Val! In perfect detail, everything she had done and that had been done to her over those years replayed in her head over and over.
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Post by Kent on Mar 10, 2015 20:50:53 GMT -8
For the first time she could remember Kent felt nervous. Still confident in her mind and in having a way out, but there were so many variables, now. One of those variables being Valerie and that mind air eruption trick that seems to come out of no where when she was in trouble, and once again Kent was just inches from Val again when this all broke loose. She watches as the shots fired their direction were intercepted by this new swordsmen. She wanted to say they were headed at her, but when she thought about their trajectory that didn't quite fit... HE had been pretty accurate with all his shots up to that point... So where were the shots near her an Val meant for? She followed the line and the speeders repulsor engine was in the line. Val and she weren't the targets... actually it appeared that the assailants were doing there best to keep Kent and Val alive. Most likely they wanted to capture them, for some reason they were needed alive. This was an advantage she could use to get Val and herself away to safety. Listen Valerie, its ok. They aren't trying to kill you or me. I don't know why but the seem to want us alive. this means we aren't in immediate danger, so if you were planning on the mind explosion thing, now would be a bad time for it. I know how to get us out of this...
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Post by Kent on Mar 9, 2015 16:24:09 GMT -8
Expertly Kent made her way down the building behind the speeder. She knew every place to put her feet and hands. She crouched behind the Sith's speeder with the Sith on the other side occupied. Kent looks at Val. Last chance girl. He is occupied, they all are. I know every place to hide here and in every sector on this planet. I know ways to get there that can't be followed. Let these psychos knock each other off. By the time who ever lives knows we are gone we will be unreachable.
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Post by Kent on Mar 9, 2015 6:47:45 GMT -8
So this shadow of a man wanted Kent to come along too. An interesting and almost laughable proposition. If he was serious it would take more convincing then that. A thought occurred, what if Kent was the person he really wanted? The other girl was powerful yes, but clearly untrained, Kent could feel deep down she had some untapped power as well. But Kent knew she had something the girl didn't. A mind that could overcome most any situation. If he was after Kent, what did that mean for the girl. One conclusion kept making its self known, the girl was as good as dead. To many people have died because of her already. She took off after them, ducking into a ventilation shaft last second to get to the rood tops and continue her pursuit from the high ground unseen.
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Post by Kent on Mar 8, 2015 19:03:30 GMT -8
Kent looked at Val like a big sister would. Nothing manipulative behind it, just concern. The threat from above had flown wildly off course, and the collapsed fire escape providing more than enough cover. But more and more people were joining this party. The Dr. looked distracted. The only two that looked like there were aware of what was going on was the woman and the Shadowy guy Val was drawn too for some reason. See what happens when you invite the galaxy to your problems? The galaxy shows up and all hell breaks loose sister. Now you are jumping for the first hand that says he can save you? Girl, hopefully you will get the chance to learn to think before you act.
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Post by Kent on Mar 7, 2015 22:13:15 GMT -8
The fire escape crashes down over them. Effectively putting a roof over them. There was still and opening at the front and back of the alley, but anyone that wanted to join this party would have to come from either of those spots. She still hadn't decides if it was time to leave this rendezvous but it was close. She began to plan her exit.
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Post by Kent on Mar 7, 2015 21:18:53 GMT -8
Recovered, now Kent takes a quick account of the situation. Her mind takes it all in. There was a new threat. Something sinister, and clearly the woman and the machine knew it too. There were already to many variables here, another one was not needed. As the woman and the droid fired raining down debris on them, Kent rolled like a gymnast out of the way. Her head began rolling through the options to cut off this new threat, she went through everything in the area, she knew it well. The old fire escape, that would work nicely. If she shot the right point enough times it would fall and effectively put a roof over this little group. She quickly did the trigonometry and fount the right place to shoot. She didn't need to see it through the explosions. She knew the ally perfectly. In a quick burst she fired all 6 shots form her blaster into the area, through the debris. There was an audible explosion when they hit the rusty metal, then nothing for a second.
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Post by Kent on Mar 7, 2015 16:26:39 GMT -8
The coming fight would be the perfect diversion. This is why you keep to your self, Kent thought as her head pounded. Gut feeling like this girl will get you killed. Either way she was here now, and she might as well save this girl form all of these people. Her knowledge of the city gave Kent all the edge she would need to get her and Val someplace safe. Even the shapes on the building couldn't catch them.
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Post by Kent on Mar 7, 2015 15:17:06 GMT -8
Kent stirs, shaken she quickly regains her barrings. She looks up at Valthis is our chance. Let's get out of here. I have a safe place but we have to move now!
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Post by Kent on Mar 6, 2015 21:21:22 GMT -8
Kent was the closest to Val when she erupted. Untrained, and unprepared she took the full brunt of it. Se was hurled up into the ally wall. There was nothing she could do. Unconscious She bounced and fell into Val, they rolled around mixing the two up, and messing up both of their hair. In the proses, she kicks Val hard in the head. Limply Kent lays there.
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