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Post by Loki on Sept 20, 2016 8:10:52 GMT -8
The mando flew back as the ball of air hit him full in the chest. Hitting the wall with an audible gasp his head snapping back and connecting with the metal he slid down in a slump dazed and reeling from the unexpected blow. He shook his head through blurry vision and tried to peer through the fog of battle..he could only see the glow of the Jedi's saber..he had to get to that lab..the Array's orders where clear kill the Zabrak... |
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Post by Loki on Sept 20, 2016 8:48:55 GMT -8
The baby began to whimper, clinging to Loki as the sounds of the shots rang out. She closed her eyes and nestled tightly against him.
As The Zabrak came out from behind the rock, igniting his saber and approaching, the Array stopped firing for a brief moment. Holding up its left arm, a long vybro blade extended, and The Array held it at guard, keeping its visor turned toward the Zabrak.
Would you like to know how her mother died?
It asked, flatly. Suddenly the scene changed directly- from the calm grassy landscape, to the remains of what looked like a warzone. The Array stalked forward, closer to the Zabrak, even as he ran towards it.
You were a very different person back then. We might say- causality. A cascade of events began when my organic component was taken from this world and sent to another- then another- and still another. In fact, we might suggest that you, are the very reason she is even here.
With that declaration, The Array sprang forward at staggering speed, slashing down with its sword from Loki's right shoulder, to his left side. Perhaps- it might get a chance at the prime memory held so protectively in his arm. Loki had stopped moving forward as he listened to the array speak, and as the scene changed...he faltered. The scene before him so familiar so ingrained in his memory. The babies whimpers fell on death ears as Loki looked down at the child..tears in his eyes..He had killed her mother...Would she know? Would she realize who he was what he was...a monster of the highest order a destroyer. He looked up his eyes streaming tears, how nice it was to have two natural eyes here in this world but now he wished he was blind. That he couldn't see the destruction the pain, the realization was almost too much for him to handle. The droid charged and Loki stood unmoving he did not raise a saber in defense, his eyes looked to the ground. He did not deserve the right to save Anna, He deserved to die. He knew if he died here, then he would cease exist in reality, his hearts would stop, the mission would fail. Everyone would die..And he didn't care. As the droid surged forward he fell to his knees, his saber dropped and he held the child close to him self and whispered sorry over and over.. In a flash of light, just as the droids swing descended towards Loki and the core memory of Anna there stood a being with long flowing black hair streaked with white, his skin was a light brown with different tribal scars etched into it, his eyes where a vivid shade of purple, in some ways he looked like Loki, Jawline and horn shape where identical though the hair obscured some of them, the vibro sword caught on his bright blue light saber shinning in the darkness of the barren battlefield of time long past, his brown robes billowed in the wind, he was so akin to Loki yet so different, they where both massive and clearly strong, but this being was pure light side, he was here because this was the force, and he was one within it. And his eyes where fierce as he pushed the vibro sword up and away and held out a palm and focused a powerful blast of the force directly into the droid. "Not today..." The being said in a deep voice, a voice of quiet power. |
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Sept 20, 2016 9:32:50 GMT -8
As if oblivious to the danger she was in, the tiny form of Anna closed her eyes and fell asleep, somewhat quickly as Loki fell to his knees.
The Array had predicted such an outcome. This Zabrak had been battered along the stream of imperfect emotion, sanded smooth like a rock at the end of a long swift river. He was now weak and fragile, having trudged through another being's entire life. No one was ever meant to do that- ever, so there were predictable repercussions. So much had been chaffed away, that with a small, single push- the mighty dark Zabrak warrior crumpled like paper,
Just as The Array predicted.
The machine was rather pleased with itself, as it made to stab downward, to end the life of both the Zabrak and the being he held so tightly. He would die in emotional disgrace- and she would die defenseless and pathetic. And then, as The Array predicted- it would finally awaken, a true merging of the force and technology- a perfect being. Those clustered around the Seer's body would be destroyed first, followed by anyone else who threatened The Array's existence. Finally- the galaxy be made to understand, and embrace such perfection- to become productive- The force, Fate, The Array- as one.
But something halted the Array's whirling calculations. Something stopped its sword from piercing its targets. The Array's blue visor tilted upward, just in time to have the fabric of the force and this mindscape collide with it, sending the droid appearance of the Array flying backwards a few yards away. As if practiced, the droid angled itself, digging its feet into the dirt and gripping at the ground with its free hand. As it stood, a tremendous cracking sound split the area, as a physical crack rent the sky in half.
The Array's visor suddenly flashed red. It's careful calculations would NOT be damaged by someone long dead.
lifting its unused hand, the droid began shooting at the second Zabrak's legs- then shoulder, then head- careful aiming its shots to make them more difficult to deflect.
You are not welcome here Spirit. Your time to change the fate of this universe came to an end years ago. You cannot interfere!
The Array turned its visor to Loki's form, pointing at him with its sword as it continued marching toward them.
Can you not see? I have broken him. You cannot hope to repair him in time. He will not make it back to his organic form without significant damage. He will parish here- and so will my own organic consciousness. it is no longer needed. It must be deleted. I MUST BE PERFECT!
With that strange, robotic shout of desperation- The Array flickered, appearing inches before the second Zabrak- making a dangerous sweep across the man's midsection, hoping the blaster shots had distracted him enough to render him unable to forage a significant counter.
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Post by Loki on Sept 20, 2016 12:12:49 GMT -8
Loki looked up, having not felt the expected blow to witness his brother..the person he had ripped to shreds standing over him saber in hand, pushing the droid away, defending him..What madness was this? Loki thought Dash, protect him? His own murderer? Loki couldn't think he was still reeling. It was his fault..This was all his fault...What had happened to Anna, and Adi, what was happening to Raven and Sin, and Antidar, all of them...Because of his evil.. because of an act years in the past he had caused this pain, this suffering this deplorable machine..It was his fault, was that the real reason he was here? Was that why Anna was able to reach out to him...He was reaching, trying to find his center..It was hard.. What would Anna say...think think...he murmured to him self not noticing the battle before him. "No...Anna would say its fate..." He whispered quietly, that if it hadn't been him it would have been another Sith..or violent being, it wouldn't have changed a thing... The outcome would be the same.... Dash's eyes didn't blink as he deflected the bolts back, as it marched, but then in a blink it was gone. And next to him swinging...When a black blade ignited and caught the sword, before cleaving Dash in two..Dash's eyes went wide, they where all so close..to one another, but now they where locked in. Loki stood still having his blade locked with the droids, his eyes still streamed tears the baby's sleeping form cradled in his arms.. Dash looked between the two and down at the blades..He did not know what would have happened had the blade struck, but without Loki's timely intervention it would have torn him in two..much as Loki's blade had five years ago. He stepped back and pointed his blade at the droid."You think you can break him, you have broken nothing..You have changed him..you have made him different, you have given him a reason. A reason that isn't hate, that isn't anger or revenge, you have given him a reason to be, to exist, to fight.. Something he's never had before, and before he fought with rage, and anger and he was powerful, he was strong, he was deadly...He was a monster... He felt nothing for his victims, but you? You machine have changed that. You have made a terrible enemy, and you gave him hope..." Dash said loudly. "You made your own demise..and filled him with love...And love conquers all. Loki had watched as Dash deflected the bolts..his internal struggle was real it was painful it hurt.. It hurt worse than any pain he could possibly imagine..It was pain unlike anything he had felt worse than the experiments worse than his injuries sustained over endor..It was growth, it was fulfilling and by the stars it hurt, but it was warm, it was beautiful and it was what Loki needed..He felt hole...as the droid marched forward and suddenly appeared before Dash with the swinging sword, Loki snapped his saber into his hand and ignited it. Catching the blade. As he rose to his feet and Dash spoke, and tears streamed down his face, Loki waited for Dash to finish. "Fate did this...Not me." Loki whispered to the droid. "Fate..Brought me here, to end you...and I shall." Loki kicked out with one of his legs aiming for the midsection of the droid. His saber pushing the blade up and coming up to guard, his eye a steady silver color now. The glow strong..He had been reformed this was his breaking and gaining of a new edge, one sharper than before. This was fate, changing his course forever, it could not be ignored. |
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Post by Sinina Riso on Sept 20, 2016 15:18:30 GMT -8
*Sin sighs heavily, her body hurt, she shook her head lightly letting her silver hair bounce on her head. She sensed that her thrown explosive disabled another three of the troops, she grinned satisfied. She lept once more, landing between another two of the troops, her saber sinking into his shoulder like a stinger on a bee, down through his shoulder and deep into his body. She deactivated her saber and let the man fall as she landed, but she lost balance slightly trying to catch herself on her other foot and the trooper, incredible pain shot up her leg as she started to fall down, as she falls she turned on her saber to slash at the troops legs, going through one knee, and the other shin. They both landed on the ground pretty hard.
She couldn't help but feel the fear from the troops, some had already started to run away. The hold by the two force users seemed to be successful. Sin groaned softly, her body ached, she knew she should get up, but she really didn't want to. She could see through the storm again, the runes were slowly fading again, she was still filled with alot of emotions that she had to sort out, but she felt the worst of it was over, she bit her lip and started to roll over, as she did, the trooper slashed at her face a short dagger, catching her from chin, to halfway up her jaw. Blood trickled from the gash steadily, but it was much darker then most people, almost as though it were itself tainted. She yelped loudly, and slashed at his arm with her saber, watching the dagger fall away. she then slashed across his face and rolled onto her back, panting heavily her chest rising and falling the only moving she did as blood continued to trickle from her cheek.*
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Post by Raven Alora on Sept 20, 2016 17:04:54 GMT -8
And down went the Mandalorain. Alora considered running over and ending the man's life. It was what Zendora would have done after all- so he couldn't, you know, regain consciousness and shoot her in the back or something. Regardless- there were quite a few more troopers, and now the downed figure of Sinina. Raven blinked slightly as she sprinted into the fog. She knew Fog was there obviously, but it didn't slow her down an ounce. She hardly used her organic eyes when in combat anymore. The force saw all for her.
And right now she saw how many were left- those that were fleeing and those that were trying to catch Sinina while she was down. yea, not going to happen. Using the force to augment her speed, the tiny Jedi leaped into the air and kicked off the hallway's corner- plunging her into the majority of the troopers. Tucking her knees tightly against her chest, Raven sent her flying body into a very fast horizontal spin. And as she began to fall, the whole action taking less than a second, She ignited her thin golden beam, using her own body's momentum to spin the blade like a furious propeller, cleaving through anything that was anywhere near her landing site. As she landed, she figured at least four others would land with her- missing their heads- at the shoulders, or necks, depending on how close they were to her.
And though she felt their lives blink out in the force- at the moment, she did not care. Their emotions were set on killing Sinina- and Raven's emotions were set on killing them. The Jedi whirled around suddenly as blaster fire ionized the air on its way to her, and without flinching, she deflected the six or more shots right through the center of the troop firing them before switching her saber to back hand and stabbing another troop sneaking up on her in the stomach.
She could not yet find Sinina in the chaos- but she figured she'd done away with a good portion of the remaining soldiers- at least enough to where the odds were a little more even on the Echami.
She set her eyes on five men backing away from her, and she lifted her blade toward them. One of them drew his blaster and Raven shook her head.
Stop- All of you. Turn around and leave this place. I will not pursue you. Please, do not let pride be your downfall.
She was breathing heavily. Her normally soft brown eyes had darkened to a hard amber color and her visage was unwavering. Through the force, she felt nothing like the diplomatic Jedi Master everyone saw on a regular basis. This was a side of Raven Alora few ever got a chance to see, and it was thrilling.
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Sept 20, 2016 17:34:39 GMT -8
The probability of its strike landing at least some crucial damage- was pointless as the previously defeated Zabrak leaped to his murdered brother's aid and blocked the Array's strike. Its red visor turned toward Loki.
I defeated you without making a move. I destroyed you with information. That is why you were so formidable before- You were uninformed, stupid, a child playing with fire and watching others get burned.
The kick made contact and The Array slid back a few feet. Re-positioning its left arm, the droid began shooting at Loki's side, while lunging forward with its right sword, trying to cause Loki to block blaster shots, while creating an opening for The Array to attack Anna's corr memory. After all- that was its paramount goal- not this Zabrak.
Your dead brother had to come save you... How weak this understanding has made you- A problem which will persist. What has been learned, cannot be unlearned... Accept your Fate!
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Post by E`yame Matango on Sept 20, 2016 17:49:48 GMT -8
E`yame watched the doctor go to work. Suddenly he began to shake, and it looked like he was about to fall to his knees. Instead of doing that, he slammed his hand onto the capsule and spoke to Anna or the Array, she could no longer tell what was what. Anna's body went limp and the doctor just stood there for a few moments. Was she supposed to go over and help with something? She was so confused. Everything seemed to happen in a blink of an eye. She watched him closely, recognizing stress in his body language, right before he turned away from them all. When he thanked her, her eyes widened.
"no problem"
His voice and demeanor seemed to change. He was no longer the cocky prick she had punched, only a few moments ago. She had no clue what he saw, but whatever it was, it shook him to his core. She almost laughed when he introduced himself. It was about damn time. She should be on a first name basis with someone she punched and left alive or unhurt. When he looked at her, she became uneasy and looked away, shifting from one foot to the other. When he began to undress Anna, Eya snapped out of whatever confusion she was in and took a step forward. She knew he was a doctor, but she hated to see any girl unconscious and being undressed. She didn't say anything, but watched every since movement he made, to make sure he wasn't doing anything he wasn't supposed to.
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Sept 20, 2016 18:55:58 GMT -8
Thea listened to his excuse, it wasn't a good one, not in the least. When he finished talking, he dropped to his knee, Thea looked at him concerned. How badly was he hurt? He watched the woman, who she now could put a name to, Ariela, leave in a hurry. She had no idea what she was doing or going, but Thea wondered what she was up to. She watched as Dominion started talking and went searching for something on the ground, most likely more ammo. When he found what he needed, he reloaded his gun. When he sat down on the floor in front of the guy, she relaxed a little. This meant no more fighting. When Atton talked to her, her face lit up. The one good thing in all of this, was meeting someone as cute as he was.
"I'm fine"
She couldn't help the smile that spread across her face. The doctor in her won out, she regrettably turned away from Atton and walked over to the guy on his knee.
"I am a doctor, I could look at you if you want."
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Post by Loki on Sept 20, 2016 19:16:14 GMT -8
The mando shook his head, he saw the blurred form of the Jedi dive not at him but leap into his men, he sighed and let it go he had his orders, they where just cannon fodder, fodder that was the perfect diversion. He started making his war towards the haphazardly blocked lab entrance blade still in hand, and pulling a small hold out blaster from a panel on his armor. He slipped through saw the doctor and fired well aimed shot at the beings head and a few potshots at Eyame, then he saw his target a massive Zabrak sitting cross legged on the floor, he raised his blade and charged forward.....
The retreating troops dropped their blasters and held up their hands backing away and nodding, they where paid not slaves, they knew when to hold down and when to run. They wasted no time heading for the nearest exist they could find and would soon find their way to a nearby city to start new lives.
Loki blocked the blaster bolts as Dash rushed forward and engaged its blade, Loki surged forward his form a blur and slashed the blaster attachment, The sleeping form of Anna still cradled in his arm, he slashed again and again, his saber causing showers of sparks as another crack rent the sky, Loki finally stopped swinging his saber, looking down at the pile of droid at his feet, he turned and looked at Dash.."Brother..." Loki said quietly to the form of his brother, both still held lit sabers in their hands, and stood across from each other a familiar scene, though the tension was gone. The hatred did not fill him as Dash held up a hand before Loki spoke. "This is all I wanted from you Loki...I wanted to save you before you destroyed your self..I am sorry I was not alive to see it happen...but you saved us all from that Madman.. And you ran away and when I saw you next..you where so different...But this was my repayment to you. For my life though you took it. The one I lived was worthwhile, now, now its your turn..." Dash said quietly with a smile. Loki looked down at the sleeping child in his arms, tears formed at his eyes.. He still did not speak but Dash did. "I forgive you brother..Now live." Dash said and with a gust of wind and a flash of light he was gone, once more joining his brothers and sisters in the force, as one..
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Sept 20, 2016 21:06:53 GMT -8
Cracks continued to form over head as The Array fell apart, piece by piece. It said no more words, except a garbled string as its electronics began to shut down.
This... was not.... suppose..... to happen......I .... was suppose.....to be... perfect.....error- ....error... system overload- system error: Restart : ^@0001100100--|^
Loki was alone- holding onto the child protectively as the scene literally cracked and splintered around him. Once more he was within the white expanse of nothing- before even that was stripped away by lines of degrading code. And then, the familiar blackness of the void surrounded him. If he looked down, he'd still see the infant, nestled snugly against him, completely unconscious- and this time, before him, was a single yellow light- small at first but growing larger as he approached it- like a beacon.
Finally, after several minutes, Farris completed his work on Anna's chest, zipping back up her suite and letting out a breath. He glanced very quickly at Thea as she approached, watching him critically. This kid had absolutely no idea who he was, or why he was here, or what he had seen. She'd been stuck by his sudden lack of forcefulness in his voice- nothing more. Her awareness of her own selfishness showed itself in her nervous shifting. But her own attitude was none of his business. A large part of him wanted to punch her back- just because, but he absolutely knew that was in no one's best interest, not even his own.
His internal musings were completely caught off guard as he turned his head- spotting the Mandalorian just as he pulled his trigger. The first blaster bolt hit the Polydroxol dirrectly in the throat, staggering him and causing a bit of scatter damage along his silvery skin. Still- it did not seem to stop his motions. A blast like that would have killed anyone else, perhaps even caused neural trouble with their spine, but Farris moved as if he'd not been struck. Using his backwards momentum, the Polydroxol pulled off the corner of Anna's cylinder so that he could stand between both E'yame and the Cylinder- in the way of the Mandalorian's next shots. Farris caught them in the upper left shoulder, sense they were aimed at E'yame.
But he really wasn't in any position to do anything for the Zabrak. Silvery blood was already starting to drip down his chest, and he coughed a few times. Yes- it hurt, like hell, but as much as his mind was lurching due to the pain, his sculpted face did not move a fraction of an inch to indicate it. It was the gift and curse of being a shapeshifter. He opened his mouth to speak- but, realized his vocal folds had been completely obliterated and he'd have to reform them before saying anything. He only hoped against hope that Loki would finish his mission....before the Mandalorian stabbed him.
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Post by Raven Alora on Sept 20, 2016 21:21:13 GMT -8
The remaining soldiers left, scattering before the Jedi and the Echani. Even though Sinina was injured, she'd proven to be a very deadly force regardless. It was good to see common sense in people, even if they ended up on the wrong side of things.
Turning, Raven was meaning to go toward Sinina, to aid her- but something urgent spiked in the back of her head, something that eclipsed the Echani's injuries. Sinina would life- The aftermath of what she felt was about to happen, would leave two others not so fortunate.
I'll be back for you Sinina!
Alora shouted, turning her attention toward the lab door, which had long sense fallen off the wall. Sinina's fog had kept that opening hidden from the troops very well, but now it was seen, by the Jedi- and by the Mandalorian, who'd already managed to fire at E'yame and the doctor.
With quickness, only driven by the lingering emotions of those battle hungry beings she'd just fought- the Jedi master ran toward the scene, just as the Mandalorian began his own lunge for his target.
There was no time- there was no place to stop and think, and try to save this man's life. Two others hung in the balance, and this man was about to end them. The question of morals never once crossed the Jedi's mind as she used his own focus, on his strike, against him. Reaching the Mandalorian, she latched onto him with the force, attempting to yank him back, as she shot forward with her golden saber and plunged the beam right into the man's back and out his chest, perhaps inches from Loki's face.
You fought well...
The Jedi whispered,
May you find peace, in your passing....
Slowly, she waited for the life signature to fade before extinguishing her saber and letting the larger man's body fall to the floor. Behind him- concerned eyes would find the Zabrak's form, as Raven knelt down.
Loki?
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Post by Adi on Sept 20, 2016 21:28:09 GMT -8
Did this guy really not know when to quit? Then again, neither did Adi.
The other man came forward swinging, making motions in the air. It was rather genius...he was creating a wall of protection with his lightsaber, and caused Adi to take a few steps backward as he gauged the timing of the strikes. He had three of the devices on his belt yet, and now was as good a time as any to use them.
Reaching to his belt, Matango grabbed two of them with his left hand, and one of them with his right. Thumbing the activators on them, he threw them in a pattern....the first *a small EMP pulse charge* to the center, and the other two *seismic microdetonators* out to either side of his advancing foe. He tried to keep the distance between them...as the other man stepped forward, Adi stepped backward. The very next step after the third device was thrown, Matango stumbled, and nearly fell backward. His vision had begun to blur from blood loss, and his co-ordination was failing him. Shaking his head, he saw that the EMP detonator had failed to go off, along with the first of the seismic weapons. The third, luckily enough, DID go off, though....sending a shockwave outward, not to mention filling the entire chamber with a resounding, ringing 'thud'.
The energy wave that was sent outward hit Adieumus, and he flew across the intersection of hallways...straight into the hard, durasteel blast door behind him. He hit the door, and fell to the ground on his bum most unceremoniously....the wind knocked completely out of him. His ears were ringing, he could hear nothing, his vision was now REALLY blurred...and he honestly wasn't sure he could get up. If he could think clearly at this point, he would really regret using that. Hopefully, the seismic weapon did its job, and slowed this other guy down too.
...If not, it was going to be lights out for Adieumus Matango.
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Post by Abraxas Korax on Sept 20, 2016 21:56:07 GMT -8
Even as he knelt there, he could feel the energies of the room around him. While his body did not recover, his connection to the Force did. With each passing moment he drew into himself the flow of the Force and pushed it through his body. While he lacked the means to heal himself, he still retained the ability to sustain himself. His pain, his anger towards the Knight and his frustration towards the man before him who recognized him were all enough to fuel his resilience. If the man before him thought the weapon on his lap was a safety, a defense against him, he was gravely mistaken. For even as he knelt there barely able to remain in position as he was, he was drawing ever steadily upon the Force. It was his drug, the only thing that satiated him in his dire straights, and it was what kept him going. The woman that approached him? Meaningless. The man Atton who had scoffed at his droid? Meaningless. Even the man before him who sought to interrogate him was meaningless.
And it was that very reasoning that he used some of the very same energy he had called into himself to move his weakened organic arm. Lifting it slowly as his metallic arm reacted to his thoughts and barred the woman's path towards him staunchly. ”Leave me be, girl, I do not require your pity or your petty attempts.” His tone was cold. But even as it exited his lips quietly he used the Force to amplify it and send it to her in a way she could only consider as unnatural. ”As for you. I no longer answer to that name.” He boomed again, yet this time directed towards the man seated before him as his hand almost simultaneously came to rest against his knee, an action that might have sent a shiver down his spine when he felt the spasm of energy that was curtained behind it. Might were it not for the flash of images that were sent into his mind.
Almost in an instant Dominic's would be surrounded by the imagery of a battlefield. A man in armor standing with a searing saber slash across his chest surrounded by scores of robed corpses. He was the vision of the dead until he began to stir, his entire body lurching upwards from where he knelt, the bodies immediately before him crumbling away from his motion. Then, as quickly as the image had grasped Dominic's mind, the vision ended. Where the armored man had stood, now knelt Antidar. No. Kajasecticus.
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Post by Loki on Sept 20, 2016 22:13:19 GMT -8
Loki watched as the beacon came forward, and then his eye snapped open and the cybernetic came to life in time for him to see the bright yellow saber of Raven Alora inches from his face for a moment he feared the worst that the vision had come true. Then the Mando slumped before him and Raven leaned down and spoke his name, without realizing he had done it, Loki's arms had formed a cradle for something that was no longer there, he looked down at the empty space the infant had filled but moments before.."Raven...We did it..." He whispered. His voice was soft with joy and tears slid down his cheeks..Realizing he had called Raven by her name he looked up and smiled at her, though he was covered in scars and blood dripped down his chin, and his face was covered in tattoos and his teeth pointed and sharp..."My brother saved us...Saved us all..." He whispered to her..."I saw so many things..terrible, wonderful beautiful, sad and great..." He trailed off as he looked around hoping Anna would be awake and they could finally meet at last he had so many questions so many things to say, his non cybernetic eye was now silver as he looked at Raven it no longer flashed.."I can feel her.." He said quietly. "Not so much in the force as here..." he spoke quietly touching his chest.. He brought him self to his feet and walked towards the table where Anna was with the doctor and Eya.. "Doctor...Thank you I know it was you helping me, without you this would have never been possible..but we must..." There was a resounding thud and Loki looked alarmed as he looked towards the lab entrance and saw Sin's body."No..." He whispered and left them there and walked towards her, his wound in his chest though cauterized was beginning to seep.. |
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Post by Agent Dominion on Sept 20, 2016 23:33:45 GMT -8
Well, at least Dominic didn't have to be the bad guy here and tell Thea that Aion, or whomever he was, wasn't getting medical attention until after he answered questions. His hand did clench around the handle of his weapon as he raised an arm however. And his finger was itching to pull the trigger as the hand was extended towards himself. He would be a fool to think that this man, especially if he was in fact Darth Aion, was too tired to fight on. But, force users were strange. And Dominic got another reminder of how true that was.
A battlefield, ruined corpses and a single man with a slash across his chest standing in the middle. Something shook, and the bodies crumbled away into... nothing. And just like that, it was gone. The image was dispersed. The man in the armor, that very photogenic and memorable armor, was replaced by the wounded man across from him.
Dominic couldn't help but glance down at the dagger, reminded by the vision it had given him as well. "RIght." Was all he said as he stood up, the barrel of his weapon scrapping the floor as he did so. "Well, then you of all people would know what happens to those who fail their Sith masters. If you don't mind me, I need to set my explosives back up. Or I'll be dead anyway." He turned to Thea. "I'm sure this man that caught your eye can watch over you, yeah?" He pointed to the man who had seemed to be on his side with the barrel of his rifle.
With Dagger in hand and Light Machine Gun in the other, Dominion started to pace down the hallway.
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Post by Sinina Riso on Sept 21, 2016 3:38:46 GMT -8
*Sin continued to breath heavily, realizing how much energy she'd spent. She was definitely used to being that active, nor was she used to being in this much pain, her body ached in many places, she knew she was okay and would live, but her pain receptors kept telling her they wished she'd died. She saw Raven leap into the fray, she assumed by the yellow saber and the amount of flying around the weapon did. She smiled, it was a nice dance to watch, seeing her fight gave her an understanding of Raven much deeper then any of their conversations had.*
Sure. I'm fine... I'll just rest her a moment..
*Seeing as the troops seemed taken care of and it was just them again, she whispers a incantation to disperse her fog. She continued to lay there, using a troop to rest her head on, staring at the ceiling. She was still breathing heavily as she came down from the high, her mind not focused on battle felt everything about her body now. She just laid there, closed her eyes, her only movements where her chest rising and falling, all but asleep. She then heard footsteps, heavy ones, much heavier then a returning Raven. She groaned, and her grip tightened on her saber. She was exhausted, but she had to defend them. She just had to bring enough energy together to get up.*
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Sept 21, 2016 19:23:24 GMT -8
Well that took care of the Mando problem. Farris blinked in relief, but then the Zabrak woke speaking to Raven- telling her 'we did it'. Giving a quick glance to E'yame to make sure she was alright, the Polydroxol grabbed a clean cloth and wrapped it around his neck to stop the bleeding and help him heal a little, before turning to the Seer's figure. Gently, he reached out his hand and touched the girl on the shoulder, shaking it just a bit.
He heard the sound of Sinina falling to the ground, and suddenly darted his eyes over to the doorway where he saw the Echani, injured and being approached by the Zabrak. He could not speak just yet. It might be a bit of time before he could reforge his vocal folds. For now his elegant speech was dormant, so he had to snap his fingers- hoping someone like the small Jedi would give him her attention. E'yame might be offended at being summoned in this way, but he supposed he could apologize to her- well when he could speak.
Who ever did look at him, Farris would point at the Echani in the hall- and then at an empty spot on the floor, right next to a medical closet. Hopefully someone could figure the rest out from there. If he could get Anna stable, he'd go see to Sinina's injuries.
It was times like these when he really missed Thea- a lot.
The doctor was distracted. Anna's eyes slowly opened again, and she took in a slow, silent breath of air. Her hands weren't restrained. The doctor was injured- she could see that from her position. She knew, somewhere deep, that this was over. It had all been told to her, what she must do, how she must finish this. Farris had his eyes focused on something else, as the Seer slowly reached out her hand and gripped the man's wrist, tightly. No matter what calculations had been running through her head, only seconds ago, it still felt so unreal. She'd been in this situation thousands of times, within her mind. How could she tell if this situation wasn't just another repetition of a vision she'd waited to come true for what felt like eons.
Farris...
She whispered in a parched, cracked voice- sounding so much different than even the small weak voice The Array used to entice E'yame to stoop closer.
Farris what day.... is it? What...time is it?.... Is it now?
Farris flinched when Anna grabbed his wrist, speaking urgently, as if clinging to reality through him. She asked him questions- questions he could not answer vocally. He scowled to himself, leaning over and grabbing a datapad with his free hand. Quickly, he tapped in his response, the date and time- and at the end, it read "Yes, it is now". Showing her the datapad, he helped her sit upright and then indicated his wrapped up throat and frowned.
He felt the girl's limp body lean against him for support and he held her upright, protectively, though he doubted there would be anymore backup forces to contend with. This lab was going to eventually explode so, it was probably paramount that they leave the place. The problem being right now, Anna still was tethered to the computer matrix by a very thick cable. The cranial probes would be easy to remove- but not the sub cranial cord.
Anna looked at the datapad for a moment and then glanced up at the doctor with concerned eyes. She almost looked afraid.
How do I know....this is real?
She asked sheepishly, trying to move anything below her neck. Nothing worked. She felt her body, lying there, limp, heavy in the cold fluid, but she couldn't make even a finger move.
And...why can't I move?
Farris frowned. She was asking very complex questions that he could spend hours typing out responses to. Rather than answering, he hugged her gently, before he started gently removing the cranial probes crowning her head.
She closed her eyes and lowered her head to make it easier for him to reach them. After that was done, He took a closer look at the sub cranial cable, choosing to leave that for now, until he had some help.
Slowly, He lifted his hand and began grasping his throat. The pain ran through his mind, but again, nothing showed of it on his face. He knew he couldn't hide the pain from the Seer, but- it took energy to move his face, and that was energy he didn't have.
After a few minutes of realigning his, he coughed and shook his head, spitting some silvery blood into the cloth he'd wrapped around his neck. Turning his head, he called for the Zabrak, in a very rough- quite ragged voice, completely different from the perfect, refined sound it normally was.
Zabrak- If you could, I need you help. He coughed again, squinting his eyes to keep his shape stable as it reformed itself. Your Echani friend- I'll see to her shortly.
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Post by Raven Alora on Sept 21, 2016 19:57:46 GMT -8
Raven listened to Loki speak, in silence, smiling slightly when he called her Raven- rather than 'tiny jedi'. He was crying- almost shaking. Something had seriously struck him while he was within the force. He spoke of his brother- of his new connection with the slowly wakening seer behind them. Something had happened to this unyielding darksider while he was in contact with Anna, something dramatic. The empathetic Jedi sensed the emotional change almost at once. Unlike the cold nature she felt when she first met him- he seemed, warmer, some how, softer, despite his prickly appearance- but also, stronger in his resolve. For once, he had not destroyed everything- rather, he'd build something, by saving a life rather than ending it.
She really couldn't find words to say, and thankfully, she didn't have to as the Zabrak stood to his feet and made his way over to Sinina. Raven just gave him a radiant smile of pride. She was, proud of him, for what it was worth. Though she wondered what he thought of seeing her stab a man through the chest. he'd soon see a lot more bodies her and Sinina had scattered throughout the hallway. Standing up, still tense, the Jedi turned her eyes to E'yame, but then the doctor snapped his fingers, prompting Raven to peer at him. His throat was wrapped up in a cloth, silver blood seeping from under it. She recalled him getting shot in the throat- but the blast hardly staggered the creature, making Raven briefly wonder what manner of being he really was.
Following his motions, she turned and walked after the Zabrak, speaking out to Sinina- hoping she'd not fallen unconscious yet. There were medical supplies in the lab that could help.
Hey, Sin- be at peace. The enemies are gone. You're safe.
She said gently as she approached the Echani from the other side. Kneeling, she gave the girl a soft smile.
You did great. We couldn't have done it without you, and your cunning use of the force.
She looked up at Loki.
We should get her into the lab. We all need to be in decent shape before walking out of here. If I know anything about Fate- we're not walking out of here unhindered.
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Post by Soku Ren on Sept 21, 2016 21:46:51 GMT -8
Did this guy really not know when to quit? Then again, neither did Adi.
The other man came forward swinging, making motions in the air. It was rather genius...he was creating a wall of protection with his lightsaber, and caused Adi to take a few steps backward as he gauged the timing of the strikes. He had three of the devices on his belt yet, and now was as good a time as any to use them.
Reaching to his belt, Matango grabbed two of them with his left hand, and one of them with his right. Thumbing the activators on them, he threw them in a pattern....the first *a small EMP pulse charge* to the center, and the other two *seismic microdetonators* out to either side of his advancing foe. He tried to keep the distance between them...as the other man stepped forward, Adi stepped backward. The very next step after the third device was thrown, Matango stumbled, and nearly fell backward. His vision had begun to blur from blood loss, and his co-ordination was failing him. Shaking his head, he saw that the EMP detonator had failed to go off, along with the first of the seismic weapons. The third, luckily enough, DID go off, though....sending a shockwave outward, not to mention filling the entire chamber with a resounding, ringing 'thud'.
The energy wave that was sent outward hit Adieumus, and he flew across the intersection of hallways...straight into the hard, durasteel blast door behind him. He hit the door, and fell to the ground on his bum most unceremoniously....the wind knocked completely out of him. His ears were ringing, he could hear nothing, his vision was now REALLY blurred...and he honestly wasn't sure he could get up. If he could think clearly at this point, he would really regret using that. Hopefully, the seismic weapon did its job, and slowed this other guy down too.
...If not, it was going to be lights out for Adieumus Matango.
Ah, the grenades were coming into play now. Soku had taken note of them earlier in the fight, though hadn't quite been able to distinguish their types. His opponent apparently did not think one grenade was enough; three were sailing through the air towards the Knight of Ren, at different angles. Wise enough. After all, a single grenade against a Force-wielding opponent was easily-handled. As it stood, he had little time to act against all three of them, so he instead fell into a kneeling position, left fist meeting the floor as he encased himself within a protection bubble, hopefully guarded from whatever blasts these grenades provided.
... or did not provide, as the first two seemed to have malfunctioned. The third? It detonated into a shockwave, expanding rapidly outward. It slammed into Soku's bubble, displacing him after some very brief resistance. Thinking quickly, he redirected his own energy behind him, creating as much of a cushion as he could muster for the inevitable impact against the wall.
For the most part, it worked: What would have been a debilitating slam against the wall became little more than a disorienting impact, not unlike the earlier slam against the blast door. Instead of falling to his knees, however, he staggered down onto his feet, definitely shaken, but it could have been worse all things considered.
The foe had exhausted his options. Soku was again shaken, but not finished. He slowly made his approach once more, steps somewhat uncertain, but mind determined. The fool had been caught in his own blast. There should be little resistance left in his feeble form. This had to end now. And then the rest would follow...* |
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