Atton Kaelan
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Sept 22, 2016 12:14:06 GMT -8
*Atton wasn't quite sure what to do with critically injured creepy guy, but if he wanted to bleed out all over the hangar, then that was his problem. More importantly, the coast seemed to be clear for the moment, though that left the question of where to go from here. He didn't know where the rest of the crew was, or how the mission itself was going. The hangar was secure, but it looked like Atton was the only combat capable one here, with the mysterious man having left for...explosive reasons from what he had heard.*"What a guy...think I'll take my next vacation with him."
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Loki
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Post by Loki on Sept 22, 2016 16:50:40 GMT -8
Raxxie had been flying in loops for what seemed like hours, the fired had ceased from the lab a while ago, but she was beginning to worry, the com traffic had died out a while ago as well. Loki’s message having been the last. She was growing worried and tried an open call to the people below.
::This is Raxxie of Wayward Son, anyone Copy? Loki, Adi? Raven? Anyone this an open channel does anyone know what the kriffing star dragon is going on down there?!::
She got no response but hopefully she would hear something soon.
Loki seemed to ignore the strange being as he called out as he sank next to his knees and put his head against the ground close to Sin's head he whispered so only she could hear. "Sin..Today you have repaid your mothers debt to me..." He said. "Now...I owe you my life." He whispered to her he raised his head and stood once more touching her shoulder gently as he did. "You're as brave as your mother, and reckless as your father." He said simply but a smile was on his lips as he scooped her up and turned once more for the lab. As he passed through the door and placed Sin in the spot indicated he looked at the doctor and with furrowed brow spoke in a normal tone. "I know not what you did to help me in there, but thank you friend, if that's what you are to us." Loki said simply. "Now what do you need help with..." Loki said noticing that all but one cable was removed from Anna's head, when com chatter filled his ear he looked skyward and pressed the comm button on his cybernetic.
::We are almost finished Raxxie..I was busy or I'd have responded sooner..When we are closer to topside I'll give you the go ahead..Skies clear?::
He got a few clicks in positive response and turned back to the being. "Sorry, pilot." Loki said with a shrug, as he looked over Anna once more then at Sin, and lastly at Eya.."And thank you as well, Daughter of Matango.." He said softly. |
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Sept 22, 2016 18:07:55 GMT -8
Farris continued to clasp his throat- trying to hurry the process of re-sculpting his voice. By the time Loki had returned, bringing Sinina with him and placing her down- Farris had pretty much finished forming his vocal folds again. They weren't perfect- but at least he wouldn't sound like he swallowed a grenade. He looked at E'yame for a moment.
E'yame, if you want- there's some medical supplies in that close, bacta patches and other things. You can help tend to your friend over there- though, I'd suggest, if you don't know what something is, don't use it.
He smiled at the young Matango, showing her he was trying his best to be more conversational and less commanding. The Zabrak spoke to him then, and he looked at Loki, reaching up and re-positioning the cloth around his neck.
I'm only a friend- if you chews to see me that way.
He said in a matter-a-fact way, before looking down at Anna. He spoke to her gently.
I'll explain your condition once we get you completely disconnected. For now, you're going to have to trust me- as hard as that might be.
He looked back to Loki, a serious expression on his face.
I need you to hold her steady, while I remove the neural cable. It- won't be pleasant, but I can't make it any easier.
He looked downward, motioning for Loki to assume the task of holding Anna upright- before he let go to see to the cable.
Anna nodded at the doctor with a thin frown. He was absolutely right. It was a very difficult task to trust him- especially considering who he was. But she supposed she had no choice. Her eyes traveled around the room, landing on each person before finally ending their trek on Loki's form.
Hi...
She said with a thin little smile. Her expression changed though as Farris mentioned removing the cable. She flinched and reflexively pulled away from the Polydroxal.
Sorry..... sorry, it's just, every time I see this event..... the vision ends when you pull that thing out of my back... and ...that's all I see of me. Nothing further. She frowned nervously. So- you can see why I'm a bit...apprehensive.
She shivered slightly, either from the chill from the liquid still dripping off her shoulders- or the unease she felt toward the procedure. But she looked at Loki again, relaxing just a little.
But- at least you'll be with me...
She murmured softly.
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Loki
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Post by Loki on Sept 22, 2016 18:37:38 GMT -8
Loki nodded at Farris. "Then you're my friend now..You leave with us..." Loki responded just as matter of fact as the doctor before looking at Eya. "I need two Bacta patches as well, if you could?" He said gesturing at the hole in his chest. "If I was strong enough right now I'd just heal it, but I feel weak." He said simply before turning back to Farris and listening to his instructions. "Very well.." He put his hands as gently as he could on her shoulders and looked down as she spoke...So many thoughts raced through his mind.. Especially as he saw the fear in her eyes.
"Anna...Its really you.." He whispered his smile was big and the silver winked in his eye and the glow seemed to dim from the cybernetic eye. "You feel it too...?" He said he think he already knew the answer...then she said at least you'll be here.. and his face softened in a way one wouldn't think possible..."Always now..until the force takes me Anna." He whispered softly waiting for the doctor to do the deed. Knowing that his strong hands would keep her steady.. |
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Post by Sinina Riso on Sept 22, 2016 18:53:47 GMT -8
*Sinina had laid there, hearing another approaching behind the first. She was about to lurch when she heard Raven's voice calling out. She sighs deeply and her grip lessened on her weapon. She relaxed more as she opens her eyes to see Loki kneeling down to her. She was trying to sit up, but he seemed insistent that she not move. When he whispered in her ear she frowned, she had no memory of a debt her mother owed, then he says he owed her his life. She was slightly perplexed.*
Owe me? I just wanted to help with the mission..
She did wince as he touched her burned shoulder, but curled into him a little bit as he had scooped her up into his massive arms. She bites her lip a little bit as she looked up at him.*
...She says I inherited her stubbornness and alot of determination from them both.. Te'oma is way stronger then I am..
She looked down towards Raven as she speaks again.*
Alot of it is blurry.. I.. there were times I didn't feel in control.. if that makes sense..
*She frowned more, then Loki walked to the lab and laid her down. She squirmed a bit, and struggled her way up to prop herself up so she could see who was here, who was missing, and what was going on, she saw a few faces she didn't know, being Faris and Anna, and then Eya and Raven and Loli. She couldn't help but wonder where everyone else was. Her body ached, she was tired, she couldn't wait to get out of here, get cleaned up, and sleep. Sleep felt like an amazing thing right now. The more she sat idle, the more she realized just how exhausted she'd felt. She smiles wearily at any who looked her way.*
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Post by Raven Alora on Sept 22, 2016 19:09:27 GMT -8
Raven followed Loki and Sinina as they entered the lab again. Her eyes found Anna, and she wanted to approach her- but soon the doctor and Loki were around the capsule and Raven didn't want to get in the way. And, there was some misplaced guilt about- well, giving up on finding the Seer alive after her two year search.
Rather, she went over to where Sinina was sitting up against the wall.
As she walked over to her, she looked over at E'yame briefly.
Thanks for being our back up E'yame. We had a nice layered defense. Nothing was getting past us.
She gave the girl a smile, before sitting down next to Sinina and looking at her.
You know, Sin- I was a lot like you when I was a Padawan. All someone had to do was look at me funny and I'd loose it. It took me a while to sort out my Empathy. I had to learn that I couldn't order everyone else's emotions around me, without ordering mine first- In your case, It's difficult to order what's going on around you, until you order what's within you first.
She leaned back against the wall with a soft sigh. Her chest where the light whip had lashed it was beginning to hurt, but she ignored it.
Just don't feel like you're the only one who doesn't feel in control. We're not designed to be on top of things all the time.
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Adi
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Post by Adi on Sept 22, 2016 19:12:34 GMT -8
So....This was how it ended. This was where the thread was cut.
His vision was fading from blurry to black, and his head was swaying to and fro slightly. Blood was trickling from the right corner of his mouth. His breaths were coming in ragged, labored gasps...trying to draw in enough to keep his vision from completely going blank. Before entering the lab, Loki had given Adi an order...one that Matango had agreed to comply with.
"Keep him away from this lab at all costs. Lay your life if you must."
Mission accomplished. Adi could feel the others moving Anna, and the anxiousness that always proceeded the end of a mission. The Crew had done it...Anna was on her way out. At this point, he was pretty sure that he wouldn't be joining them. He was quite literally sitting against the wall, unable to do anything except see his opponent defend the blast with little more than a few stars twinkling over his determined face. Adi chuckled as his vision faded dark for but a moment. In that moment, though, events in his life began to play as if in fast forward. Things that he had long since buried had been broken free in the Array's determination to keep her hold on the Arkanian.
Arkania....the cold, frozen wasteland that Adi had grown to loathe. His childhood spent there had been pleasant enough, at least. It was the events that transpired there when he was but eleven had changed his view of the planet, however. Before that fateful night, before the extermination of thousands of innocent people at the hands of the Concordias in their revolution on the ruling Adascas, life was pretty much as expected. That night, however, the spiral of fate that had culminated to this very moment in Adieumus Matango's life. The events played out like a vivid dream in that brief moment...from the screaming, and running through the streets of Adascopolis, to the fall of his entire family. His sister had been cut by a sword, and stomped to death in order to save ammunition. A sniper had first wounded, then killed his father as the King had attempted to stop a series of troopers from attacking his family. Not ten seconds later, several blaster bolts struck his brother, the fifteen year old falling to the ground.
Adi ignited his own saber, determined to make a stand, but his mother had other plans...and his memory was a literal blank from that point until the crash on Tattooine.
His eyes came flying open again, and he coughed. Blood spattered through the air, and he saw that his opponent had drawn even closer. Who would have thought that it would be here? He had survived the attack of hundreds of Mandalorians, thousands of troops in the Dark Tide that came to take Honoghr, and a nest of darksiders that thought they had a right to attack a sacred library on Ossus....and now he was going to fall at end of a strange shade of orange. His vision yet again began to fade, and again, the painful memories of his last night as a Prince of Arkania began to flood in. A tear ran down his cheek as he heard the gleeful laughter of the rioting crowd as they trampled the fleeing royals, killing them with whatever weapons they had at hand....some of them being simply beaten to death with the bare fists of the revolutionaries. The cries of the dead and dying added to the confusing din rising up above the flames consuming the city. In the name of a child queen, they advanced on the rulers of the planet, destroying quite literally everything in their path, and razing it to the ground in a sick display of blind loyalty. The deaths that night had nearly obliterated an entire population.
Nearly.
Now, it would appear it took twenty-eight years for death to catch up with Adi, but it most certainly was here for him now. He could almost feel that cold, comforting embrace. With each blink of his eyes, it came closer....and so did the one who had done the damage that had put him here. The most amusing part about it was that he didn't even know this man's name. Ironic, actually...
"Get up, Adasca. You are stronger than this."
That voice...he -knew- that voice. That voice had motivated him from the time he was able to walk, until that fateful night where the world had exploded..
"Such a waste of potential."
"You know nothing, old man!!"
Adi weakly spoke to no one but the voices he was now hearing in his mind. The Array had unlocked so many things that he had wanted to keep buried....Now, at the moment of his end, he was regretting saying that to...what was his name? The memory of the name would not come. The teachings, the words, however, they had stuck with him. How many times had the young Tidus Adasca, now known as Adieumus Matango, heard that very line? Time and again, the young boy was pushed to his utter limits, then past them. It was what had built him up to become the individual that he was today...the fighting machine that didn't know when to say stop.
If he was going to die, it was going to be on his own terms.
Using every bit of physical strength he had left, Matango got his legs moving enough to get them underneath him, and up onto his knees. Focusing his eyes on a point on the wall behind his opponent, he took one breath...as deep as his broken ribs would allow, and exhaled slowly. The darksider was now at ten feet away. In a raspy voice, Adi began to speak.
"What do you really get out of this, Darksider?"
His eyes were now fixated on the blast door behind the other man. Sure, his opponent was still in his vision...but as fuzzy as things were, a moving man was not easy to keep focused on. Lightly, the force touched Adieumus, and he smiled. The pain that wracked his body subsided slowly, and he felt the warmth of its embrace. Or was it the cold, unyielding emptiness of death? At this point, Adi truly wasn't sure.
In the end, however, it mattered little. This dance was now at its close. Slowly, gingerly, and in a very non-threatening way, Adi brought himself to his feet defiantly. If he was going to fall, he was going to do it standing up, and facing his enemy. Another cough nearly foiled his attempt, but he managed to keep his balance, albeit with a very noticeable stumble.
"Let's get this over with. I don't have all day."
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Sept 22, 2016 19:51:16 GMT -8
Farris nodded slowly as Anna spoke to him. He put a gentle hand on her shoulder and spoke softly to her, while his other hand wrapped securely around the cord imbibed in the back of her neck.
Realize those visions were truncated, particularly by The Array. It wants you to fear this moment. Don't let it win. If this is real- you'll leave with us. and if it's not- well, you'll go back into the void again.
He shook his head. It wasn't exactly pleasant news, but, it was the best he could come up with.
Think of it as a test- to see if this is all just a vision.
As the Zabrak spoke of them being friends, and of him returning with them, his eyes snapped to Loki's position and he tilted his head.
hm- you're going to want to clear that with Adieumus Matango. You might be friends with me- but, Matango and I have a .... shall we say....a checkered past.
He scoffed slightly and went back to the task at hand.
Anna- I won't lie, this will hurt. Just know I didn't attach it.
Gently- he twisted the cable, and then firmly pulled on the cord out and up.
Anna blinked as Loki spoke to her. She nodded slowly, relaxing even more.
Of course I feel it. It's what led me to you- and you did not disappoint me.
She whispered, smiling softly as he said he'd be there for her. But her eyes narrowed and she tightened when Farris spoke. She knew what was about to happen and she spoke tightly.
Loki- if this is real, and - and I don't actually survive this.... I'm still glad to have met you. You saved my life- remember that.
Her whole body clinched up and she tightened her shoulders as a cry of pain rippled from her lips- soon turning into a full out scream. The cable, which was at least three inches thick, released from Anna's neck, bringing with it several hair thin black wires which pulled themselves from around certain parts of her upper spine and snaked back into the cable. The process took a full minute. Farris had to be slow- and delicate in order for all the neural wires to disconnect properly. Breaking one could send an electrical feed back into Anna's body which would do quite a bit of internal damage.
Finally, it was over and Farris took a large round bacta patch, placing it tightly over the large wound in the girl's neck.
After he secured it, Anna's figure collapsed against Loki, jolting and shaking from neural release. Her voice came out in unstable gasps.
is.....is it over..... am...I still..... alive?
Tears streamed down her face from the traumatic ordeal, and she suddenly realized she'd not actually cried sense she was nine years old. Realizing that, only made her cry harder- for so much that had happened between then and now, for the lives damaged and lost because of this rescue- a crew of people who hardly knew her, risking their lives and sanity for her, and for this Zabrak holding onto her. It still absolutely baffled her why someone like him, would open up so quickly and freely to someone so small and weak by comparison. Emotion, she'd not been allowed to have for two years flooded down her face in the form of tears she could hardly control.
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Post by Soku Ren on Sept 22, 2016 20:27:03 GMT -8
*Words suddenly spilled forth from the crumpled foe's lips, though they did not seem to be directed at Soku. Soku was having a moderately-difficult time focusing on only his final obstacle at the moment regardless, and had not processed the words. However, the battered battler spoke new words, this time definitely meant for Soku, as he shifted position, asking what Soku got out of this. He even defiantly stood to his feet, seemingly ready to accept death judging by his next words.
Soku had not yet fully closed the distance. Words were often meaningless. But there was just enough time to answer him.*
"I get nothing." *His voice had started with a slight slur, but as his passion burned, the slur faded.* "Nothing, save for the satisfaction of knowing my work is for the good of the galaxy. Purging the chaos, eliminating disorder. This galaxy is in turmoil, left to rot by the Jedi and the Sith. I have already begun the cleansing." *He was within striking distance now. It was time at last to remove this insect, then crush the others.
He came to an almost-unsteady stop, raising his saber, elbow bent at a ninety-degree angle, upper arm almost parallel to the floor.* "And it continues here." *He then let the saber fall...*
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Loki
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Post by Loki on Sept 22, 2016 20:33:05 GMT -8
Loki waited to respond to Farris until after they finished with Anna, he closed his eye and looked away as she screamed when it finally stopped he turned and pulled her close, hugging the girl that had been the child he had defended within the force tightly, for just a moment, letting her know she was alive, she was free and they where going away from this place, sending it along that thing in his chest he couldn't quite yet comprehend just yet. He felt her pain inside, but her relief as well. He released her and looked at the doctor. "Adi, won't have a choice..." Loki said simply. Looking around he spotted Raven and ushered her forward. So as to let her have a moment with Anna he stepped away from the table and once more engaged the doctor. "I am Loki, former dark lord of the sith." He said simply. "I figure now is the best time to exchange pleasantries, at least names, and if you could how soon can we move them?" Loki said quickly almost too fast, his voice still clear. Loki looked towards the door looking at the wrecked and torn apart hallway, the smashed hulk of the droid, the bodies of more First order troops, the scorch marks, some very close to the shattered door, the fighting had been intense..two against so many, and worth the gain, he could feel that, he hoped the others could. Then a sharp pain cut through him and he crashed to a knee, gasping and clutching his chest, the pain searing around the saber wound in his chest, he growled in his throat and breathed heavily. He hoped beyond hope that no more surprises awaited them, they all where hurt none of them where truly unscathed, Loki held a palm up to his chest and focused but nothing came, he slammed his fist into the ground leaving a dent before slowly trudging to his feet again. Turning away from the others as thought ashamed.. |
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Post by Ariela on Sept 22, 2016 23:35:32 GMT -8
Each moment counted as she watched the scene play out before her. She watched as the two warriors composed themselves and continued to go about their seemingly pointless quarrel. On one observation she noted the amount of blood that had begun to seep into Adieumus’ clothes, while on the other she took note of how seemingly unhindered the man with the lightsaber was. Her optics stored the relevant data, her posture shifted and while she knew she had the opportunity to engage, she remained silently in her position. What she knew of Adieumus Matango was the prime rule: One does not interfere with a fight between Adi and a worthy opponent. Not when he was capable of keeping himself afloat.
And yet, as she continued to analyze the situation from her position, she quickly noted the rapid fatigue in Adi’s body. The shaky aspect to his opponent’s maneuvers. Adieumus’ seemed to be holding himself together, but as the moments passed she was quick to note that it was beginning to spiral out of control. His opponent was still standing, still fighting and Adi himself was well on his way to falling flat on his face. Or so the phrase was assumed to be. She missed the humor in such sayings, and chose to focus on the elements of her programming over their simple misgivings. But her effort to ignore such humor did not go without a mild bit of curiosity. A curiosity that she would have sated were it not for the dire circumstances to follow should she.
And, of course, it was then that she noticed Adi produce a weapon she had only seen once before in his possession. Scanning it immediately as he tossed it towards his opponent, who was carefully protecting himself, her system fired off a number of alarms. Too small to be the designated weapon she had assumed it’s pattern and energy signature to be, but large enough that it would present a significant problem to any body unprotected by the Force or a feasible garb. A notion and thought that was followed seconds later by a bright flash of light that formed an orb that quickly enclosed upon itself like a small black hole before it burst out with a loud humming thud. Quick on her toes, she kicked herself back towards the blast door behind her. Latching evenly to it with her then activated magnetics.
Unfortunately Adi was not as fortunate and, worse for the man now knocked onto his tail with little to note of his effective consciousness, the man he had been fighting had blocked the attack cleverly to reduce the damage to a minuscule amount even she could not scoff at. A displeased expression crossed her face, her eyes watching the saber as it glowed in the air and without much further debate she locked her optics on the man and her trajectory and prepared for her strike. It was a clean path, with little to prevent her from getting from where the man stood and where she was then. Posturing herself so she could access the best angle, each second allowing the man to close in on Adi, she deactivated her magnetics amidst a thrust of her joints and launched herself outwards towards the two from the shadows she had orchestrated.
While it may have seemed like minutes to the Adi and his opponent, it would have been dissected seconds to Ariela. By the time the man had come half way between the blast door and Adieumus’ form, she had cleared ten feet with the assistance of her repulse tech from her right wrist to clear the rest. She had watched him and listened to him speak, his words ringing in a delusional fashion even before making her landing crisply near Adi; and as she did she took but a second to adjust herself and looked up towards the man and his orange lightsaber and ignited the black bladed lightsaber gripping it tightly in her hand. In a snap movement she brought the saber up in a swift, but calculated swing blocking the saber where it swung, bringing it to a dead stop. Her objective was clear. Protect Adieumus at any cost. With eyes seemingly narrowed on the man before her, her body postured to guard Matango a chilling coldness took hold of her posture.
”Negative. Your cleansing ends here.”
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Post by Agent Dominion on Sept 23, 2016 16:32:44 GMT -8
Locker Bay. That was where the first device he had planted was. Or, supposed to be, anyway. It was the closest to him, so the first one he should check out. Were they remotely deactivated? Or were they moved? he had to figure it out. This all ran through Dominic's head as he went down the lift. He took a glance at the Dagger that lay on the ground as Dominic checked his weapons, making sure they weren't jammed or running low. He knew that he couldn't feed it too much, but there were still questions that needed answering. Mostly experimental. He had seen what had happened to the metal wall in the hangar, so it seemed to corrode and destroy everything it was inserted into.. but what about just touch?
The Lift doors opened, and Dominic stepped out into the open hallway.
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Adi
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Post by Adi on Sept 23, 2016 18:19:02 GMT -8
He listened as the other man spoke of purging the chaos...how he got nothing for his actions, save the satisfaction that he knew that the way of life he wished to see others lead be forced upon them. Another typical Imperial, wearing another coat, and carrying another banner. Some of what he said made sense, but the fact remained....it was oppression, and there would always be people like Adieumus who would stand up and fight against it. At least they were fielding stronger operatives this time....most of the attempts in the past had been utter failures when it ran into a real fight.
This guy was most definitely one of the more capable fighters Adi had ever had a chance to engage. A slow, quiet smile crossed Matango's face as he closed his eyes, opening himself up to whatever may come, knowing that the end was here. He could hear the off-note humming of the strange blade of his opponent, listening as the weapon was drawn back. He knew when the weapon began to come down toward him, and braced himself for the final blow....
But, the finishing blow never fell.
From out of nowhere, someone with a drawn lightsaber jumped in between the two men, and threw her weapon into the path of the deathblow. Adi's eyes flew open, straining to focus on what was happening...who it was that had saved him. It was as if an angel had descended from the heavens themselves, and thrown herself into the path of what was to be the end of Adieumus Matango. Wait...he knew that voice.....
Ariela??
What in the actual blue kriffin' hell was SHE doing here??? The last time he had seen her, she was trying to kill him on Honoghr...but that was a long time ago. With Antidar here, it wasn't a huge surprise that his supercomputer with a body that was, quite literally, killer, was as well. She was standing there with a lightsaber, holding back this monster of a fighter like she was out for a leisurely stroll. Not to mention, she even threw a snarky line at him....she must have received some upgrades in the years since they had last crossed paths. Right now, Adi was quite thankful that she had appeared. His burst of strength holding him on his feet rapidly subsided upon realizing that he was not going to be struck down. He stumbled backward, slumping against the wall, and sliding down. A wide smear of blood trailed down behind him from his crimson-soaked t-shirt. When he hit the floor, he knew that he wasn't getting back up on his own. With his vision fuzzy and fading, he tried to keep his eyes on the two now saberlocked not five feet from him. The Arkanian coughed, blood being hacked up as he did so, and flowing out of his mouth. His head fell back against the cold durasteel behind him. He could feel the blood running out of the cut from the makeshift projectile, and was now wishing he had a lightsaber to cauterize the wound. He couldn't remember ever being this badly injured on a mission.
Well, there was a first time for everything....
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E`yame Matango
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Post by E`yame Matango on Sept 23, 2016 18:31:04 GMT -8
E`yame watched Farris close up Anna's suit. Eya suddenly relaxed. He was just doing his job after all. Suddenly in a blink of an eye, a Mandalorian appeared in the doorway. Before she could even think to throw her wings in front of them, a shot hit Ferris in the throat and more shots were heading her way. Her wings came out of the backpack but before they could come up in front of her, Ferris was standing right there and took the shots in the shoulder. E`yame noticed the guy running towards Loki and she made a step towards Loki, to stop him. She was too late it appeared. Raven appeared out of nowhere and ripped him back onto her awaiting saber.
"Damn, you have to teach me that move!"
Eya said to her and smiled. That is when things started taking a turn for the better. Loki woke up like nothing happened. Then he spoke.
"Raven...We did it..."
Eya physically sighed. Was it really over? It seemed like they were here for centuries, when in reality it had only been a few hours. When Loki started to speak, she thought he was gonna tell the entire story of what happened, but he seemed to leave that go for now. Her eyes followed everyone else's after hearing a small thud. Sinina didn't look very well. When Farris started snapping his fingers to get their attention, anger rose inside E`yame until she remembered he got shot in the throat. The anger dissipated so fast, it was like it never appeared. Eya followed Loki and Raven to the door and figured they could get her on their own. It was that time when Anna woke up. E`yame moved closer but still kept her distance. Who knew if this was real. It could be the same computer bitch doing it again. Yes Loki said that he accomplished what he wanted to do, but Eya couldn't trust that completely, not with what it did to her and her father. She would most likely never trust the real Anna ever again. The voice was definitely different so she got some points for that, but not many. As the girl kept asking questions, Eya walked back over to the doorway and looked out. Now that the girl was awake, Eya wanted out of there badly. She didn't want to be anywhere near her. Suddenly Farris called out to Loki.
"Oh thank the Force, he no longer needs my help." She thought and went back to looking out the door. For a moment, she thought he was gonna call her over. When Loki called Farris a friend, Eya almost burst out laughing. She literally had to cover her mouth to stop herself. "Friend? Not in the least." she thought to herself. She had a strange feeling that if it weren't for Anna, he would have killed them all already. She might be wrong, but it was just the vibe she got off him. When he finally turned to her, and thanked her, Eya quickly removed her hand from her mouth and just gave him a silent nod. She only really helped so she could get the hell out. It was selfish and egotistical but she did get her ego from her father. E`yame listened to Farris and made her way to the closet. She ripped out a bunch of bacta patches and some peroxide. She also grabbed some medical tape and gauze and made her way to Sinina. She had no clue what to really do and looked at her for confirmation on where to put them. She laid everything down but two bacta patches and handed them to Loki. Grabbing the gauze, she made movement to grab Sinina's leg carefully, so careful it showed that she meant to hurt Anna before, and started to wrap it, if Sinina would let her. If that was done, she would then tape it so it held and went through the motion to grab her other leg. Eya carefully poured peroxide over the burn, if that happened, she would then put a bacta patch over it, to make sure it stayed clean. She then stood up and moved across the lab and grabbed a clean towel. She poured peroxide on that and made the motion to wipe off the slash on Sin's face and shoulder, if allowed. Eya smiled at Raven when she thanked her and her eyes looked her over. There was a huge gash over her chest and she moved closer to Raven.
"Let me clean that for you."
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Post by Raven Alora on Sept 23, 2016 18:49:58 GMT -8
Raven put a hand on Sinina's shoulder after she was done giving her Jedi wisdom, and stood, approaching Anna. Within her mind, Alora chastised herself. Now was not the time to go into Jedi jargon. Now was the time to get these people out of here and on the ship and off the planet.
Then Anna screamed and Raven stopped moving, lifting a hand to her head and clinching up her face. For a brief second it felt like her whole nervous system was being yanked out of her body. The moment faded but it still left the Jedi a bit shaken. As Loki passed the Seer's limp body off to her, Raven held Anna steady and close to her, for comfort.
Hey- I've been looking for you for a long time. You've been through a lot, but you're safe now.
She said, holding Anna's head against her chest and embracing her protectively. Raven was obviously a compassionate creature, but she rarely got the opportunity to show that compassion through just a good solid hug.
You're alright...
She repeated before looking at the doctor.
What was- that thing you pulled out of her? It looked... invasive.
She narrowed her eyes skeptically at him waiting on his answer.
When E'yame approached her, Raven thought about shaking her head- but chose not to. Who knew what this would would end up doing later. Propping Anna up against her, Alora winced as she pulled the bottom and shoulder part of her now pretty tattered shirt away, exposing the still hot red wound.
Not too bad...for my first go at combating a lightwhip. She said with a thin smile. As for that Mandalorian. I - well... Her mind was beginning to calm down from the battle rage which ran through it only moments earlier. She blinked rapidly. It was just.... I got caught up in the moment....I guess.
She wondered if E'yame watched as the calm Jedi master beheaded four troops simultaneously, or shot a man to death with his own blaster bolts mirrored back on him. There was a very good reason she rarely tapped into Form VII.
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Post by Psallo Kyrie on Sept 23, 2016 19:20:35 GMT -8
Anna blinked and leaned into Raven's hug. She wished she could actually feel safe. Her body still tingled from the fingers of the machine being removed from it, but something else made her uneasy.
Master Alora....She said softly, closing her eyes and taking in a deep breath. Your words are very kind- but this place is going to explode in less than an hour. I think I'll feel better once we're out of the blast radius.
She blinked up at Raven and gave her a soft smile. Thanks- for renewing your search for me. I- I was afraid you'd give up completely. Sorry I doubted you. You've never given up on me before.
Farris looked at the squinty little Jedi master and shook his head.
OH it is invasive- very much so. Those neural wires connected to the most advanced nervous patterns throughout her body, controlling every biological function, right down to thought. He cleared his throat again, coughing once more before finishing. But, I can assure you- I arrived after that connection had been made. Personally, I would have used a liquid neural matrix, coupled with a synaptic static fiber optic cable. That would have made removal so much less....traumatic. Ahem.
After his nonchalant explanation about sentient technology splicing, he turned to the former dark lord of the sith as he stood and turned himself away from the group.
Well- I am Dr. Argon Noble- otherwise known as RDMC Surgeon Kelvin, Captain Gabbro, Jedi initiate Cerulean Teal, or Silver Tongue. but you can call me Farris.
Farris answered without skipping a beet as the Zabrak introduced himself. As he spoke, he took the bacta patches E'yame had offered Loki, and walked fearlessly to the other side of the massive creature. Looking up at him, he snapped it on the man's chest wound before shaking his head.
If you really want to fix that- I'm going to have to operate on you- later, obviously. Apply pressure there. He indicated the chest wound then walked behind the man, slapping the second patch on his back and pressing down on it- not hard enough to cause significant pain, but hard enough to stop the extra bleeding.
Anna will have to be carried out until I can mend her neural pathways. She won't be able to walk otherwise. The others look like they could make it out on their own. The Echani might need someone to support her.
He shrugged. The good news is, there aren't any other defenses left. You all pretty much scared them off, or obliterated them, just like I expected. Good job.
The bomb Dominic would find, still held a counter on it- with bright red numbers as he looked it over....counting down...steadily.
And while he was distracting himself with the bomb, he might hear a scuffle, then the sound of a body collapsing to the ground.
H-hello.....you..... listen.....
The woman's lab cote was stained in red blood, and it looked like she'd been stabbed in the back. Frantically, she clung to the wall for support as her blurry eyes locked onto to the Agent's.
They took her......out of the back.... They're gone.... I- tried to stop....him..... but I.....
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Sept 23, 2016 20:16:14 GMT -8
Thea grimaced and took a step back. Fine, if he didn't want her help, she wouldn't help. She still couldn't help the longing inside of her that made her want to ignore his protest and shove him down and get to work. She hated seeing someone hurt. She turned to Dominion to keep her face from looking directly at the other guy and to make it seem that he didn't scare her, although she wouldn't be surprised if she went to walk and collapsed. Part of it being her fear and another part of the concussion that was slowly trying to push her back to sleep. She was trying to fight it off the best she could and still look cool and collected on the outside. Suddenly Dominion stood up and turned to her.
"I'm sure this man that caught your eye can watch over you, yeah?"
Thea blushed and turned her face away from Atton and watched Dominion head out. When Atton spoke, she didn't know if she should look at him or not, but she couldn't help it. She turned and faced him with a smile on her face and started laughing. Then she smiled at him.
"Where would you go? Yavin IV?"
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Agent Dominion
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Post by Agent Dominion on Sept 23, 2016 21:10:04 GMT -8
The locker rooms weren't hard to find, and after using the key card of Dr. Mitchells, the locker was opened once more. It was still here? Dominic put the weapon on the ground, then using his hand, he pushed three times on the back side. It clicked on the inside, and the top of the gray box opened up. Looking inside, the countdown was still active. and going down like normal. He would normally give a sigh of relief, but the countdown timer only had.... 10 minutes left on the mark.
He tossed the device back inside the locker, shutting it as there was a noise behind him. Dominic spun around, brandishing the Dagger and reaching out for the weapon, but it was just a woman, in a lab coat that was stained with a lot of blood. She locked eyes with Dominic, and told him that a 'they' took someone. He kept the Dagger in his hand, but he kneeled next to the woman, feigning concern. "W-what? Who? And, do you mean they took the Array?!"
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Post by Soku Ren on Sept 23, 2016 22:54:47 GMT -8
*... and met resistance. A single blade from seemingly nowhere had met Soku's, and it belonged to a woman who had inserted herself into the fray. No... Something was different about this one. A distinct lack of a presence, for starters.* "A guard droid?" *Soku murmured aloud, eyes briefly diverting to the defeated man, slumping to the ground once more. He was now a non-factor; given enough time, he would succumb to his injuries.
But the one before him now was a potential threat. Certainly a droid was an intelligent, adaptable indeed, and could react faster than a human could think. But against the Force? They were nothing. Oh no, Soku had not forgotten the stories of the cyborg Grievous, feared Jedi-killer of the Clone Wars... but he still had the mind of a sentient. He could not only know battle, but understand it, as well as the mind of his opponents. What droids possessed in ability, they lacked in perception.
Soku tilted his wrist upward and withdrew the blade, only to turn his arm to his left, attempting to bring the blade below the droid's guard and slash left to right towards its midsection. Fully expecting the droid to counter, he took a step back so as to put some slight distance between himself and the new foe. Even if it was a mere droid, it seemed Soku would have the pleasure of removing two of this pathetic band's feeble insects in quick succession.*
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Post by Ariela on Sept 23, 2016 23:20:18 GMT -8
She had succeeded an aspect. Her entire system reflected on the momentary victory while simultaneously assessing his posture. His eyes diverted, his breathing came as she had expected it would from a winded adult male with potential blunt force trauma injuries. But as she analyzed him she overheard his words and the part of her system that registered the notion of droid was immediately orthodoxly revolted by the base accusation. Gripping the saber hilt a bit tighter she expressed her disregard for the through a simulated frustration. She didn’t move her frame, her optics constantly drawing in data from the view she had of his body and his weapon. There was much to learn from a man who was relaxed, and his response was far too lax to be taken for granted.
The moment his weapon moved, the light of his blade flashing into her receptors, she began to trail with it. She allowed it to drop at first, just inches below her weapon, assessing it’s path before bringing her weapon around into an inverted back hand grip to block the low ship from her left to her right. As it seemed he had already assessed her generation she did not bother moving her eyes more than was necessary to emulate human perspective. Instead she used her peripheral to track the movements as he stepped away even as she countered his strike. A movement she followed up with a shift in her own posture as he moved back away from her. Her fingers on her left arm twitched, a response that was not optimal and an alarm went off. Structural damage was present to the primary ejection system for her repulse launcher in her left wrist. Damn the human and his dagger.
That option cast aside in less than an instant she positioned herself so she was standing with her leg between them, capable of closing the distance if necessary. If he thought she was a typical droid he was sorely mistaken. Running through her system memory she ran the algorithms necessary to predict his movements, leaving open the margin for error. A mistake she had made while fighting the man in the hangar. It was then that she decided her move, pushing outwards with her arm with a strength reinforced by her components she attempted to push the man’s blade towards the wall and create an opening he would be forced to close if he chose to opt out of Force use. In reality she sought to open his stance enough to make a quick maneuver with the half charged repulse in her right wrist.
”If you think I’m merely a droid, you are sorely mistaken.”
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