Jin Song
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Post by Jin Song on May 3, 2020 13:42:34 GMT -8
Jin couldn't help but smile a bit as Fiora held her hand. Probably for the best so they wouldn't get separated by some accident. Oh yeah, no worries, people gotta look out for each other, you know? But it was only another block before Jin felt the unwanted eyes on them. Picking up the pace she then heard the voice out of an alley. Instinctively, she turned and pulled Fiora to be behind her, as she stared down who had spoken. Look, creeps, we're fine how we are. Go choke on your death sticks, or whatever. Then over her shoulder, she whispered to Fiora. Back bag pocket. Give me what's in there. If Fiora followed instructions, she'd find the holdout pistol. Jin's right hand was free and at her side, ready to hopefully receive the pistol. Usually waving that around was enough to send the usual creeps running. Like any predator, they didn't want to mess with something that could bite back.
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Fiora Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on May 3, 2020 20:40:32 GMT -8
Fiora gave a firm nod of her head as Jin stated that people needed to look after one another. Something that was especially true in this part of Coruscant as she had learned, and very shortly was about to learn more about. Like Jin, Fiora also felt the gaze of strangers predatorially upon them, giving her the chills. She picked up her pace as her friend did, before coming to a stop and seemingly shrinking behind Jin as the older girl addressed the two men.
She knew she was not strong enough to try use the Force to influence their minds right now. So she would have to trust their protection to Jin, as the older girl gave her an order. Fiora tried to remain as hidden as possible as she checked the bag before finding the pocket in question. She carefully reached in and felt around, before her fingers touched upon the somewhat familiar shape of a pistol. She froze for a moment, before very carefully pulling the item from the pocket, trying to keep it hidden until it was just about pressed into Jin's right hand. She kept her face hidden by her hood and remained silent, not wanting anyone to recognize her
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2020 15:27:52 GMT -8
Where Jin may have attempted to push off the two men to continue on with their morning in peace, that's not the way it worked down here. Her words only seemed to provoke them. One sniggered a low chuckle while the other's hungry smile grew. The one in front crossed his arms over his chest as this 'friend' behind him began his own approach towards the two girls.
"Hey, bud, looks like we have a live one here. This one'll be fun."
"The boss wanted 'em back alive, remember?"
"Yeah, but if my memory is right, only the one needs to go back 'undamaged,' yeah?"
This definitely wasn't their first rodeo with preying on young women, by their confidence and lack of morality on the matter. The two watched the girls seem to share some kind of exchange, although they remained otherwise unaware as to what they were doing. Instead, they continued to make their moves. The second man casually walked out to block the road in front of them. The man in the front, though, lingered back and cocked his head to the side. Peering down at the cloaked girl, he focused on her with a predatory stare while jerking his chin in Jin's direction.
"For someone who has friends like these, you seem to be awfully quiet, little missy. You must be somebody pretty important for the boss to say we can't touch ya."
"Ha, if I was you, I'd be even braver than your stupid little friend here. What, nexu got your tongue? Or did your parents never teach you to say thank you when someone's being nice to ya?"
With his arms outstretched in a gesture of 'good faith,' the second man snickered. His words were a stark contrast to his intentions and perhaps were what he found to be so funny. The goal, though, was to draw Fiora out to say something--anything--as the two men started their movements to block in the two of them. One lingered slightly behind and the other in front so that there was nowhere to run where they couldn't intercept them if they tried any kind of funny business.
"She probably don't even know who she is. Watch, it'll be a drug lord's bastard daughter or something. I bet we're all in for a real treat later today."
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Jin Song
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Post by Jin Song on May 6, 2020 15:56:12 GMT -8
Jin could have vomited at the thoughts of what these two do to other women. No. Children. But anything that would have come up must have boiled away in Jin's fury. Sadly it took Fiora too long to get the blaster and now the men had spread out. She had to pick which one to shoot first. At least it sounded like Fiora would at least be safe for the moment, so it was only her skin being risked right now. The girl felt the blaster pressed into her hand. She turned with Firora still held behind her, trying to keep both of the perverts in her eye sight. This wasn't the first time men like this had accosted her on the streets, and it probably wouldn't be the last. All the same, this time she had a kid with her and wasn't going to let any of this slide without a fight. Jin's finger wrapped around the trigger and time seemed to slow down. She pushed Fiora down or away, she wasn't being to careful as to which. Raising the gun she aimed for the man on the street first. She pulled the trigger, aiming for his neithers. Serves a predator like that right, and then another shot as the pistol continued to rise up toward the man's center of mass. RUN! She yelled to her new friend, before swinging the blaster around on the other. This wasn't the first time she had fired the pistol, but the first time against live targets. Jin desperately hoped she had caught the pair off guard enough to get a shot off at the man who was in the alley. But now time was speeding back up as the adrenaline flooded her body.
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Fiora Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on May 7, 2020 5:10:25 GMT -8
Fiora remained huddled behind Jin, the older girl clearly more brave and knowledgeable in how to survive here. She tried her best to block out the taunts from either man, all too aware of the implications that were being made. Though the most concerning of all was the knowledge that they had been given instructions not to hurt her. Though it seemed these thugs had not been filled in on exactly who she was, it was only a matter of time until they captured her and saw her face. And then things could only get worse than what they already were.
Fiora was suddenly jerked away from such thoughts and concerns as she felt Jin push her. Her absent-mindedness worrying about what both men had been saying meant she was caught by surprise and tripped backward. The ground rushed up as she reached her hands backward out of instinct, her palms and posterior sharply impacting the ground. Her gaze rising quickly to watch her friend, as Jin raised the gun toward the man that had moved out in the middle of the street. Fiora winced slightly as the first shot was fired at the man's lower half, followed by a second toward his torso.
Jin was then yelling for Fiora to run, while she swung the pistol toward the second man. A part of her wanted to just get up and start running and not look back. But she couldn't just run off and leave her friend behind. Not after everything they had been through up until this point. She pushed herself up off the ground and scrambled to get to her feet. She grabbed onto Jin's wrist then and pulled as hard as she could in the direction of the thug that had been shot at in the street, knowing that if they tried to go the other way, the man in the alleyway would more easily get them
Come on!
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2020 12:05:32 GMT -8
The two men had just managed to get themselves into a position to begin their encroachment, trapping the two girls where they stood. However, that's when the first shot echoed through the air, the blaster bullet piercing right in the sweet spot where Jin had been aiming. The man buckled down to his knees as he let out a cry of agony before he was duly put out of his misery with the second shot. Where Jin had been aiming for the man's center, though, her calculation was misplaced as he came down, with her second bullet hitting him square in the face. His body slumped back with the second shot, his corpse crumbling into a pile of flesh and bones on the street.
The moment that Jin rang out that first shot, though, a few things happened. One of these little twerps having a gun and firing it wasn't exactly a part of the briefing. However, the man lurking behind them didn't exactly have virgin ears when it came to gunshots. Hell, he had seen his fair share of death, some at his own hand. The first trigger pull rang, and he made his swift pursuit towards the girls. By the time that Jin had the time to turn the blaster to him, he wasn't there. Instead, he had circled behind the girl and aimed to scoop up the fallen cloaked girl with one arm, his other hand reaching instinctively from behind to grab Jin by the wrist to disarm her.
"Hey there, you little punk…!"
The man growled as he attempted to not only disarm Jin but drag both girls back into the alleyway in which he came from. It wasn't an easy task to do alone, with Fiora scooped up in one arm and dragging Jin down by the wrist with his other hand. His other guy managed to get himself shot, though. It was a good thing that it wasn't necessarily impossible. With three more men rushing from one of the alleyways up ahead, poised and ready to have intercepted the girls had they made a run for it, he'd get his backup. The one in front sprinted down the street with the look of death in his eyes as he stared down Jin and rushed to get her in his possession and keep her quiet before this whole bloody mess got any worse.
There were a few murmured shouts from the men as they approached the three and paid no mind to their fallen 'comrade' in the process. They would need to act quickly in getting these two out of sight before the Stormtroopers arrived to figure out what the hell happened here. Ever since the Imperials made Coruscant their newest prison, a single gunshot couldn't go off without them poking their noses where they didn't belong. But hey, at least there would be a dead body of a gang member to whet their whistles and push them to move along without further pursuit. Then, they could enjoy the fruits of their labor in the veiled alleyways of the Underworld.
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Jin Song
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Post by Jin Song on May 7, 2020 12:21:54 GMT -8
Jin hadn't expected to score a hit to the man's head. By the time she had turned, her mind was flooded and distracted and when the assailant made where he had gone known, it was too late. Try as she might, she couldn't quite get an angle on him with her blaster, and even less so now that he was also holding Fiora. She pulled and twisted as much as she could against the man, almost breaking free at one point. That was before his back up arrived. HELP! She cried out, but was quickly silenced by a hand over her mouth. She bit, kicked and clawed as much as she could, fighting every inch she was moved. This couldn't be it! Not this way, not with her new friend here. She felt the blaster get pried out of her grasp as her muffled cries for help went on. Jin was scared. It was all too clear what kind of monsters these men were. Her only hope now rested with the response time of any imperial patrols in the area... Ironic.
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Fiora Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on May 7, 2020 22:39:32 GMT -8
Fiora felt the arm wrap around and pick her up. She squirmed and hit at the thug as he held her, trying to free herself despite the fact she was obviously weaker than him. She balled up her hands and started trying to hit his stomach and crotch area
LET GO OF ME! LET GO! LET GO! LET GO!
There were too many of them, and Fiora was not strong enough to take them all out. And even if she felt strong enough to try a mind trick again, she wasn't sure the others would even listen to any orders he tried to give them. For the first time since she had slipped out of the palace, she truly hoped someone would find her right now. While she might get in trouble for having left, it was much better than what ever unknown fate was about to befall her at the hands of these men
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2020 14:00:34 GMT -8
The screams of the two girls wouldn't last long. As one man intercepted Jin, another ensured to wrestle the blaster out of her possession. He was rough enough to show that he didn't care how many fingers he would have to break in the process of ridding it from her. The man who carried her off into the alleyway wrapped one arm around her arms and waist and lifted her off the ground, his other hand plastering over her mouth to keep her quiet. She could kick and bite and claw all she wanted; nothing she did could compare to the dozens of blaster holes the whole lot of them had experienced over their time on the streets. His grasp was unrelenting, no matter how hard Jin tried to free herself. The even smaller one was feisty with her screams, which the first man was quick to remedy by also slapping a grime-covered hand over her mouth to shut her up. Before those damned stormtroopers could make it there, the four thugs and two girls were already deep into the alleyway.
"I swear on my mother's life, this better turn out to be worth it."
One grumbled as they went deeper into the alley, encouraging another to snigger back.
"It's bad luck to swear on a dead woman's life, ya know."
The gang men didn't need to venture too far, either. They were far enough out of the way to be out of eye and earshot from the main road yet close enough that these two girls couldn't concoct an escape plan--or at least hopefully. They weren't too bright, though, they figured, with coming out swinging with a gun. Nonetheless, an old decrepit building soon came into view, a clear example of a bombing or raid gone horribly wrong. The ceiling and any floors above had been blown sky-high, leaving only one story with crumbling walls and boarded up windows.
One of the men rushed ahead to pry open the rusted metal door, the group filing in swiftly. First came the two handling Jin and Fiora, then the rest. The moment they were inside the rubble-filled building, the manhandling Jin decided that getting a bit of revenge for what she did was just what the doctor ordered. The boss wanted her alive, but a hard-earned lesson was well-deserved. With an echoed snarl, he finally released Jin, if only to slam her face-first against the wall. With a hand at the back of her neck, he pulled a butcher's knife out of a hostler and pressed it against her lower ribs.
"Don't move, and you don't die, little missy."
His hushed words contained a sick laugh, as though he hoped she would try to wiggle her way out of this one. With his eyes still peeled on Jin, though, he called out the others. However, there was an ulterior meaning behind his words, an ominous warning for what was to come for the little punk who pulled a gun on them earlier.
"Remove the girl's cloak. She deserves to see what happens when you try to act tough around here."
Although the others simply turned their gaze stoically towards the one who held Fiora, he huffed a laugh with a half-smile. Removing his hand from her mouth, he snatched the green hood from her head, although keeping his grasp around her waist as tight as nauseatingly tight as ever. Afterward, though, he did something even more by reaching into his holster and pulling out a pistol of his own. Nestling the muzzle against her neck, right under that sweet little jawline of hers, he made it clear that those earlier words about keeping her unharmed were no longer under consideration.
"Go ahead, princess. Give us a scream. Some begging would be nice, too."
Fiora and Jin could scream all they wanted. It wouldn't do them any bit of good. Here, they held all the cards.
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Jin Song
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Post by Jin Song on May 9, 2020 14:20:40 GMT -8
Time had no meaning in this alley. At some moments everything was in slow motion as Jin realized what may well be about to happen, and other times it was moving all too fast as they approached the condemned building with no chance of escape. And before Jin knew what was happening they were inside. She tried to get a layout of the building but was swiftly put down and her face rudely introduced to a wall. There was a crack she could hear, but worse, feel. As she started to regain sensation, she knew her nose must have just been broken. Blood streaming down her lower face, she felt the knife pressed against her side, and the warning in her ear. She wasn't going to lay down and take it, but also wasn't in the position to struggle, so she settled for the middle ground. Kriff you! She said defiantly through the blood spilling into her mouth. She tried to get eyes on Fiora, but couldn't, as most of her face was still facing a wall. Try as she may, she was too dizzy to manipulate the Force, even if she was strong enough to hold the knife still, it was a non-starter. Jin hoped that Fiora would be okay, she was a kid, and hadn't been the one to shoot their 'friend.' But now it seemed only time would be able to decide their fate.
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Fiora Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on May 10, 2020 20:24:52 GMT -8
Her cries for help were cut short as the man's grime-covered hand came down across her mouth. She recoiled from it as much as possible, but she could not escape it in her captured state. Instead she felt sick at the thought of his hand upon her face and the smell that wafted into her nose. Fiora continued to try and struggle and wiggle against her captors grasp, but to no avail as they moved through the alleyway and a decrepit looking building came into view. Her cries of resistance slowly died down, and turned to sobs as they entered the building and Jin was slammed face first into a wall.
While she may have been defiant before, fear was slowly starting to creep in on her. No longer being on the street meant that help was increasingly unlikely to find them, and Jin's safety was not guaranteed. She hadn't meant for any of this to happen. She had made a friend who was now in danger because of her. Tears were starting to roll down her cheeks as the man removed his hand from her mouth and he pulled the hood back, revealing her identity once and for all for certain. Despite his grip remaining as tight as before, she didn't try and struggle. She felt defeated as she sobbed, her head falling forward
L-leave.... leave her alone... Let her go...
Her pleas were feeble and between choked sobs. The pistol muzzle pressing against her neck did nothing to reassure her that anything would be alright. She silently pleaded with the Force, asking for someone to come save them. She didn't want her friend to die and she didn't want to die herself
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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2020 13:35:47 GMT -8
Despite all odds, Jin was still a fighter. With that attitude, she grew up around here, a fact that made this all the more exciting. He could spot a lost tourist, looking for a thrill by finding some underground cantina, a mile away. They didn't have anywhere near the guts this little lady had.
The man who held Jin's face firmly against the wall scoffed a laugh. His fingers curled, squeezing her skull, while he moved the knife ever so delicately down. Catching Jin's shirt under the knife's tip, he then violently jerked upwards, tearing the fabric effortlessly with a single motion. He was careful, though, not to damage the girl. Not yet.
"Still got some fire in ya, huh? You best be careful. I like that quality in a lady."
His haunting whisper of a laugh raised in volume, if only by the single movement he made, pressing a leg in between Jin's as he closed in. The knife soon found its way back to where it was poised before.
"Hey, guys, don't you think we should be reporting this to the boss here soon?"
"Eventually. We got 'em in record time. Might as well have a bit of fun before we have to hand 'em over."
The one only shrugged, watching, and crossed his arms over his chest. The man who gave that malicious response, though, squeezed his arm around his prey, constricting her even further. He loosened the gun from her neck and trailed the muzzle gently down her throat to catch under her cloak.
The tears that poured down those delicate cheeks and that whimpering, pathetic plea was almost too much. It was a shame Fiora was clearly so much younger than her little friend there, else he very well might've been seeking to have the same fun his bud was having. She was a bit too young for his tastes, but he'd be damned if she didn't grow up to be a beauty that rivaled even the Red Light Sisterhood. Still, he would do anything to lead the assumption that she was going to suffer the same fate as her friend. Maybe then, he could force out a few more moments of those pathetic waterworks.
"I think you need to give us a bit more of that cute begging you got going for you. We might let her go then."
His wicked teasing came with a smile to match, even if Fiora wasn't able to catch it. There was a beat, filled with the faint, haunting snickers of the others. He then issued a command to his buddy that held Jin.
"Put her on the ground."
Without question, the man who held Jin shifted his grasp to get a nice helping of her hair. With a yank, he pried her bloodied face from the wall and tossed Jin into the center like a ragdoll. If she was still somehow able to keep to her feet, the man was already on the move, ready to kick her off her feet and pin her down to the ground. With his legs straddling her body, he moved his knife to rest across her neck. His face contorted to reveal a slight hint of disgust and remorse, although the wicked grin was still evident enough to show that it was all just a part of the act.
Now facing her head-on, though, he was able to witness the damage when her face was smashed against the wall. Her nose was crooked, broken. Her face was made a bloodied mess and was already starting to show some bruising. It was a damn shame, but it wasn't nearly enough to shift his excitement for what was to come.
"I guess I shouldn't have been so rough with ya, huh? You were so much prettier before. At least you still got your spunk… right?"
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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2020 13:35:52 GMT -8
It all happened in a flash. The dark streak that darted from the shadows, the fluttering of a long black coat, and the muffled sound of a blaster going off. In but a blink of an eye, a life had been extinguished, replaced by a newcomer that stood in front of Fiora. Pressed against the first thug's head was a blaster pistol, with a hole burned straight through due to point-blank proximity. The newcomer's left hand gripped tightly the thug's pistol, pulling it away from Fiora in case it fired off a shot as the body immediately tightened at the sudden death sentence.
Being buried into the thug's head negated much of the sound the blaster made, further increasing the surprise of what else was to come. As the first thug fell, the man ripped the blaster away with a gloved hand, tossing it to the side. With a spin, his attention quickly fell upon the one that straddled Jin. Unable to afford a shot from his distance, he moved quickly from his place, crossing the area that separated them. Dropping back and turning himself to the side, his left hand slipped down the grab the knife as his right knee met the third thug's temple. It wasn't enough to get him off of Jin, but it stunned him to the point that twisting the knife from his grip was an easy task. With the girl no longer at risk of being harmed more, the man's left knee came up to slammed into the thug's face, breaking his nose as he was sent flying onto his back.
With the greatest threats neutralized or temporarily incapacitated, the man then leaped into the air with a flip towards the final two thugs. Landing close, he rolled under them as they attempted to stop him, having finally gotten their bearings on the situation. As they stepped forward, he slipped underneath and past them. Grabbing the fourth thug, he made him a shield, navigating him with a twist of an arm to come between him and the fifth thug's pistol. It came too quickly for the thug as he fired, though his target became his buddy as the bolt pierced his shoulder. It was all the time the man needed as his blaster rose up from over his hostage's shoulder and fired into the thug's chest before quickly angling his arm to fire through the fourth thug's temple.
Everything happened so quickly, going down in but a few seconds time. Each moved was enacted with focused precision as if this man knew where each thug was without needing to look at them first. As such, none of them were prepared for the assault that came that snuffed out the lights of all but one, the creep who felt he was about to enjoy himself more than he should have. They all deserved death, yet this particular thug would bear a bit more suffering before the end. Walking ever so slowly, his grey-black eyes gazed upon the thug with an eerie calm. The thug tried scrambling away, though the blows to the head did little to aid his focus and balance. Raising his gun, the man fired two shots, impacting both legs. Screams of pain emanated from the thug's throat, though it brought no smiles to the man's face. Finally standing over him, he fired a single shot into the man's family jewels, the close distance eradicating them completely. A solid ten more seconds of agonizing screams came before a shot to the head silenced him forever.
It had been but an easy task to take these thugs off guard. He had noticed them dragging the girls into the alleyway and followed, though stayed his hand in attacking them. It risked injury to their victims, but an ill-prepared assault could have killed these girls instead of saving them. With their minds so focused on their prizes, it had been easy to slip in from the open roof and down into the shadows of the walls without a sound. And once the timing had lined up, he made his move.
Letting out a single breath, he quickly holstered his blaster before turning to them, moving first to Jin, then looking up to Fiora. His ears then gave a twitch as his attention turned towards the doorway. They didn’t have much time. Standing, he moved over to Fiora and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You need to take your friend and get moving. There are more of these on guys on the way. I’ll take care of them. Get your friend some help." Giving off a quick, reassuring smile, he turned and quickly vanished from sight through the entryway.
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Post by Dread Lord Havok on Jun 6, 2020 7:45:22 GMT -8
"Oh Faygan, you are a genius." He said to himself.
Various children and adolescent members of his gang filtered into the hideout after a long day's... dealings. Each brought something to Faygan and put it on the pile before him.
"Excellent Julian."
The boy smiled dropping a bottle of cheap brandy in the pile.
"Take your place" Faygan motioned to the table. Julian took his place at the long table in front of Faygan. Behind Julian, others were filtering into the hideout through the vents.
*The room was part of a building ventilation maintenance and control system. it was spartan, metal, and could be noisy if the ancient machinery came to life. Life came from some of the control panels that still worked.*
"Ah what have you got today, lad?"
The boy dropped some penny credit chips in the pile. It had been decades since the fall of the old republic that minted them.
"Oh, Joo, you'll do better tomorrow. Take your place."
The process continued. One boy brought in a dead Lizard, others brought some spoiled food, and one boy brought shiny garbage.
"What is it Shuffle?"
Shuffle spoke: "Its a Shoiny twinket!" It was very obviously useless garbage.
"Try to pick out something eatable next time. Nice try though, take your seat." Shuffle was ... he had... problems following directions. Shuffle took a seat at the table. One of the other boys moved him to the correct seat.
An adolescent swaggered up to the pile.
"What have you got then?" Faygan asked.
The boy proudly pulled out a blaster and waved it around.
"Oh well done Daymon! Take your place!"
The boy did not drop the blaster, but stood there smiling at old man Faygan. He pointed it at him and pulled the trigger, yelling "BANG!"
Faygan thought his number was up, he tensed, eyes shut tight. Nothing happened. He opened one eye. Daymon was fiddling with the blaster.
"Yeah, I don't think it has power, nothing happens when you-"
"Give that to me boy!" Faygan swiped the blaster away, and toggled the safety. Faygan pointed the blaster at the ceiling and fired it. A bright orange bolt of light shot out and impacted the ceiling, leaving a scorch mark. Faygan toggled the safety back on before putting it in his own exclusive pile.
"Take your place Daymon," Faygan was noticeably less enthusiastic this time.
Daymon took his place at the table across from Julian. They started kicking each other under the table.
The process with Faygan continued until the end of the line. An adolescent stepped up. He was holding a girl's hand.
"Now what have you got there Yok?"
"I found her. I figure she is worth something. Can we keep her?"
Faygan leaned forward and examined the girl. Faygan wasn't sure what age she was. From her size, maybe she was 6 or 7?
"Do you have a name, girl?"
The girl blinked and stared back.
"Does she talk?"
"I don't know. She didn't say anything since she started following me."
Faygan turned back to Yok. "Does she DO anything? Can she scavenge and scrounge?"
"I don't know. She saw me getting into the vents, and she followed me."
"She followed you home?" Faygan lifted an eyebrow. The way home was difficult: the girl could at least climb.
"I suppose you're going to beg me to keep her as a pet."
Yok was excited. "Yes, can I? Pip has a jizka, Julian has a beetle, even Shuffle has a pet pebble!"
Faygan pretended to be deliberating seriously.
"Well, Yok, pets are alot of responsibility. She'll be your responsibility, You'll have to clean up her messes, and bring home a double portion to feed her. Are you up to it?"
"YES! Yes!" Yok was good at finding things. He had no doubt that he would be able to bring home a double amount.
Faygan was confident too. Daymon, Julian and Yok were generally his best boys. Besides she looked small and probably wouldn't eat much.
"Very well, She is your pet. Take your place at the table."
Yok took his place, with the girl beside him.
And with that, Faygan divided the collected edible spoils to each boy at the table, and they ate their meal.
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Post by Dread Lord Havok on Jun 13, 2020 15:19:13 GMT -8
*****
As they all slept, a vision opened, as if through a portal, between Pzob and the young waif found by Yok. She could hear the voices...
"And your children will serve me, and also become great..."
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"Yes, the issue of your body shall shall be mine. Why did I not teach you the greater mysteries of the force? So I could defeat you and take your children."
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"You, little one, shall someday serve me."
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Post by Jin Song on Aug 15, 2020 0:28:16 GMT -8
Letting out a single breath, he quickly holstered his blaster before turning to them, moving first to Jin, then looking up to Fiora. His ears then gave a twitch as his attention turned towards the doorway. They didn’t have much time. Standing, he moved over to Fiora and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You need to take your friend and get moving. There are more of these on guys on the way. I’ll take care of them. Get your friend some help." Giving off a quick, reassuring smile, he turned and quickly vanished from sight through the entryway. Heyhey! Are you okay?! Jin asked, half panicking as she held Fiora at arms length so she could check her for injury. Seeing as their was none, she looked around for the mysterious rescuer, but then noticed the corpses. Smeg... He didn't mess around, who ever he was... She looked back at Fiora and got to her feet a little wobbly. Come'on, we'd better take his advice and get out of here. She held out a hand for Fiora to take before collecting her things. |
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Fiora Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on Aug 15, 2020 2:13:19 GMT -8
Everything seemed to happen in a blur. The Thugs that had captured them had silenced her and were looking ready to do unspeakable things to Jin. She had wanted so desperately to cry out and call down help at the top of her voice. But nothing more than muffled sobs were possible with the hand clamped over her mouth. And even if that were not there, they had been all too far away from any help. At least, that was what she had thought. For in the very next moments a boy in a black coat had appeared from the shadows and killed the man holding her.
She had barely processed that fact when the boy had made his way around the room at an astonishing speed, killing all the others. It was more than she had ever expected to have to deal with and she could do nothing but remain planted to the spot, even as he came back to her. Telling her to get out of here with her friend. She barely nodded as the boy then disappeared off out a door. Leaving Fiora to just stare at Jin, tears still freely flowing as the older girl rushed over and hugged her. Fiora wrapped her arms tightly around Jin, pressing her face into her friends shoulder as she just cried. Thankful that Jin and her were alive. Fiora gave a very muffled yes in response to Jin's question about her state of well being, before becoming little more than a rag doll as she was inspected by her friend for any physical injuries
I-I'm fine...
The answer was filled with very little strength or confidence on her part. She pulled her arms up to her face and used her sleeves as makeshift tissues, as she tried to fight to calm down. Her face still looked a mess from all the crying, but she finally managed to calm down enough to stop crying as she tightly grabbed Jin's hand with an iron grip. Not wanting to let go of it again
Ok...
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Jin Song
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Post by Jin Song on Aug 16, 2020 23:36:58 GMT -8
Jin lead the way out of the rundown building. Though in her dazed and hurried state, she failed to go the way they came. She came out in a different part of the district and was bewildered. Also, the district was starting to wake up and move again as shifts at the various foundries and offices began to change. This was the last thing Jin wanted, and also didn't want to panic Fiora by mentioning they may be lost. Still holding the girls hand tight, she walked toward where she thought the transport station was. Her pace was fast, if not still a little wobbly. Her focus was so on Fiora, that when she was receiving looks due to her ripped open shirt and bloodied face, she was afraid people were recognizing the Princess. Her pace quickened even further, dragging poor Fiora along. But soon she lost balance as her throbbing head made her miss a step and she collapsed, tugging FIora partly down with her. Ugh! Damn damn damn! She cursed as she struggled to get back up and keep moving, but once more she stumbled and fell.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2020 9:03:32 GMT -8
The man wasted no time in scaling the buildings upon leaving the girls. It seemed effortless to any who watched as the navigated the walls, stairs, and ladders to reach a higher level. He had to ensure the other thugs in the gang were dealt with to ensure the girls had a safe path to their destination. It was an easy enough task to locate the positions of those nearby. Subtlety wasn't their strongest suit with all their wild cries and ranting. It also made his job easier as they were so unsuspecting that taking them out one by one was child's play.
Stalking them from the shadows that surrounded the alleys and streets, the man took out his targets, assassinating them with quiet, lethal precision. Each thug went down without a sound, never alerting their buddies as the timer of their lives began to rapidly tick down as he moved closer to each one. When a group was handled, he moved to the next, following the same pattern. It wasn't long until all that was wandering the streets were dead. Each was left to rot in the streets, a warning to anyone else who wished to try something.
With his task finished, he made his way across the rooftops and fire escapes as he made his way to where the girls were. In Jin's state, he knew they wouldn't make it terribly far. Finding them, he remained hidden within the shadows, a ghost that none could sense or see. From his place, he watched for a little while to ensure that no surprises were left waiting for them. Once he was sure, he changed direction, heading off to meet up with another.
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Neith Ren
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Post by Neith Ren on Aug 18, 2020 3:16:48 GMT -8
Jin lead the way out of the rundown building. Though in her dazed and hurried state, she failed to go the way they came. She came out in a different part of the district and was bewildered. Also, the district was starting to wake up and move again as shifts at the various foundries and offices began to change. This was the last thing Jin wanted, and also didn't want to panic Fiora by mentioning they may be lost. Still holding the girls hand tight, she walked toward where she thought the transport station was. Her pace was fast, if not still a little wobbly. Her focus was so on Fiora, that when she was receiving looks due to her ripped open shirt and bloodied face, she was afraid people were recognizing the Princess. Her pace quickened even further, dragging poor Fiora along. But soon she lost balance as her throbbing head made her miss a step and she collapsed, tugging FIora partly down with her. Ugh! Damn damn damn! She cursed as she struggled to get back up and keep moving, but once more she stumbled and fell.
The last couple days had been like many others before it. However, today had begun a lot more differently. This far beneath the surface of Coruscant meant that the day/night cycle was emulated by massive lighting rigs, machinery, and clocks. Devices meant to measure time and advise the inhabitants down here of when to sleep and when to be awake. Like most of her targets, Neith did not particularly adhere to the regular sleeping patterns of this part of the world. She had been on the hunt since just before sunset and would continue to do so until some time after the sun had risen.
Because of this, Neith had been out roaming the streets when she'd felt a disturbance in the Force. Like that of someone, somewhere, was trying to call out to her. Whoever it was - at least in her determination - was not that particularly skilled. She had a vague sense of the area it was coming from, but she lacked any real accurate location. While it was not much to go on and many others would have dismissed it, Neith did not. She headed off toward where she had felt the disturbance and began her search.
She wandered the streets and reached out with the Force, trying to recall remnants of the disturbance and probe her surroundings for its source. She almost got lost in her search, blocking out just about everything around her. But then she felt something strange approaching her rather hurriedly from behind. Her hand shifted ever so slightly beneath her cloak. Summoning the double bladed hilt into her hand just as she heard the sound of a pair of people tumbling behind her, followed by some hushed cursing. Neith spun around then, the red blade coming to life with the all too distinctive snap hiss of a lightsaber as whoever was coming up behind her tripped and fell once more.
She stood there a moment, examining the two fallen bodies as she realized they were just kids. Her blade quickly extinguished then. She had been about to turn and keep going when she felt the pull of a somewhat familiar Force signature. Her gaze fell upon the green hood, just as a vary familiar face looked up to her maskPrincess...Her words were hushed and distorted. Nobody but those within a few feet would hear what she said, which was good considering more and more people were starting to appear in the streets. Many of them giving the Knight of Ren an extremely wide berth, and by extension, the two adolescents sprawled on the ground before her |
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