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Post by Zimmy on Jul 15, 2014 19:08:40 GMT -8
Zimmy heeded the jedi's command, moving at an easy pace towards the three women. He kept his eyes moving and his rifle shouldered. He spun once to check his corners before reaching Crystaall and dropping his rifle to his hip.
Yes, ma'am?
The boy wondered what she needed from a grunt like himself. The girl Ellie cradled looked in need of a doctor, not a bullet wound.
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Post by Ellie Ordo on Jul 17, 2014 17:22:08 GMT -8
*Ellie knew Crystaall was right, she was just angry with herself. Giving a nod, she put her helmet back on before lifting her sister off the ground.* ::You're right, I'm sorry. It's just..finding my twin like this isn't exactly the way I had seen it in my mind. I thought she'd be alright, a little banged up, but alright.:: *She glanced around the room at all the cells full of force users. Getting them out was going to be a little harder then it was for the commandos to get in. The thought of how poorly guarded these people were also worried Ellie.* ::Lets get out of here before anyone else shows up::
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Post by Crystaall Sehefadu on Jul 26, 2014 7:24:54 GMT -8
*Crystaall quickly pointed to Ellie and her twin as she looked at the kid she called over to. She knew the boy was capable, she just didn't know if he would be willing to help Ellie, making himself vulnerable to attack if the Sith ever realized what was going on.*
:: I need you to help Ellie's sister up and get her out of here when we get moving again. I doubt the Sith have learned of our plans, but if there are stronger ones then the weaklings we fought, then they already felt the others death's through the Force. ::
*Crystaall stood up and backed out of the way for Ellie and unclipped her other lightsaber, holding one in each hand. Neither of them were ignited but she stood there with a threatening pose and a serous look on her face.*
:: Tag I hope you know what you're doing with the rest of these prisoners. ::
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Post by Ander Tagira on Aug 4, 2014 18:11:54 GMT -8
Tag was unnerved by the situation they found within the underground level of the compound. No visible guards, and the only security holocams were inoperable. Tag lowered his rifle to look around, switching through the various filters of his HUD, but found nothing but dark corners and dusty floors. Considering what the Force users were discussing, Tag wondered if the Sith might have believed themselves impervious with their captives subdued as they were.
Knock it off with the chatter, ladies. Tag snapped, growing irritated. He understood Ellie's feelings, but reunions weren't a priority at the moment. Zimmy, you lead the gathering of the hostages. You've got three minutes. Tag flipped over to Battalion Comms. Hadrix, it's Tag. You've got three minutes to Go. Do you read? The Leftenant replied swiftly. Sure thing, the unit's ready, fire's are plotted. Tag confirmed and checked the chrono display at the corner of his HUD: 2:45 minutes left. He made his way back toward the door and helped gather captives from the first set of cells. They were stiff, heavy, and even the conscious ones offered little assistance to the soldiers rescuing them. Time seemed to crawl by, with Hoover checking in every thirty seconds. By the time the last half-minute mark came, the captives were ready to move. Tag looked around and addressed the rest of the teams over comm. Twenty-five seconds and I'm calling in the attack. Be ready. Once the fighting starts, we'll call for evac and wait for it right here. The courtyard outside will be the primary El-Zed.
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Post by Crystaall Sehefadu on Aug 4, 2014 21:53:09 GMT -8
*Crystaall was ready to kick things off, but she watched as everything was prepped. This had to be a quick and fast attack, and she knew she would be one of the few to get on board. Although she knew Hadrix was here, sensing her through the Force, even with the strong echoes, she didn't expect her to know... not unless Ali recognized her unique presence in the Force. Ether way, she hoped Ali's team was ready for a fight, because, Crystaall was fairly certain that there were more Sith here than any of them could handle, even herself. Her priority was to protect the captives, and to be the last one aboard. One dead Grey Jedi for the saving of several possible others would be a noble act, but she wasn't prepping on dying yet. The fire was only getting lit brighter.*
:: You know what Tag... after this I'll get you a shot of Corellia's best. On me. Oh, and I hope you got a secondary L-Z. This ain't going to be easy. ::
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Post by Zimmy on Aug 7, 2014 11:15:28 GMT -8
Zimmy nodded to Crystall, shifting his gaze towards the two women on the ground. His comlink crackled before Ander voiced his orders. The boy replied affirmative before jogging off to the first set of cages. From his beltpack he pulled a data spike. With a few seconds of study and some tentative prodding with the spike, the cell block opened. Grinning under his helmet, Zimmy opened the rest, taking up a defensive position between Ellie's kin and the door. He looked six feet tall. He was ready for a fight, itching to pull the trigger. He'd have to wash Sith blood off his armor when they made it back to the Hand... Hopefully.
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Post by Ellie Ordo on Aug 10, 2014 18:45:04 GMT -8
*Ellie gave a nod to the others. Standing up she placed her helmet back on her head and readied herself for their evac. She gave her sister one last glance, determination was building within her by the second, along with the urge for vengeance. Her mind began to drift to where the Siths leader was, why was it so simple to get to the prisoners. Without warning a cold shiver ran down her spine, a familiar presence was near by. Ellie stopped in her tracks and turned towards the door.* ::He's here. We need to move quick.:: *With her rifle at the ready she made her way towards the door. Her hand wanted to grasp the lightsaber hidden on her utility belt, but she resisted.*
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Post by Ander Tagira on Aug 15, 2014 14:39:54 GMT -8
Tag crouched by the doorway, peeking outside. The courtyard was empty. With a bat of his eyes, Tag triggered the transmission of a text-based message to their extraction team with orders to make way for the landing zone. Keep close, stick together. Exfil will be here in three minutes. Tag switched comms and addressed Hadrix. Hadrix, you are go for fires. I repeat, you are go for fires. Our exfil team is on approach, Ee-Tee-Aye three minutes. Hadrix spoke back swiftly, humor in her tone. Just in time, Tag. I was getting a bit antsy. Fires incoming. Tag closed the link and waited, just barely overhearing Ordo's mention of "him." He turned to face her abruptly. Who's here? Who is "he"? He demanded. I don't want any surprises, Ordo, we're just about out of here.
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Post by Ali Hadrix on Aug 15, 2014 14:48:47 GMT -8
Ali grinned as Tag killed the link. Alright folks, you heard the man! Solutions plotted...fire for affect. Ali called the liturgical firing commands. The gunmen of the various MAT-TE's replied casually as they manipulated their weapons with deft precision and experience. Firing for affect. Shells away. Ali braced herself, as the vehicle shook around her. Outside, the gargantuan mass drive cannon lifted its barrel and fired. The muzzle brake flashed with bluish-white light and smoke, the barrel itself thrown backward to absorb the recoil. The rounds fired cut through the forest and struck their targets nearly in unison. Along the West wall of the compound, the shells landed. One tore through the small guard post at the base of the wall, bursting the small structure apart from the force of the resulting explosion. Several more rounds impacted the wall itself, blasting craters the size of speeder cars into the compound's defenses. Everywhere Sith began to scatter like roaches exposed to light. Many screamed as they burned to death, others called for retribution as they organized a haphazard defense. Unfortunately, there is little defense against such weaponry for the average Force User, and the unit's walkers quickly began making mince-meat of the Western portion of the compound. Ali ordered for the shelling to continue for nearly a minute, listening to the distant booms and following explosions from her place within. Alright, start bounding. Ali ordered. The fires continued, but were more localized. Several walkers would continue firing on the compound, providing cover for their advancing comrades.
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Post by Mirian Santiro on Aug 15, 2014 23:47:05 GMT -8
"HU-AH!" Mirian covered her ears and hunkered down in shock at the volume of the explosion of each barrage. They WERE going to invade the compound, and hit the Sith in the roundtables. She looked up Ali and said, "ARE THERE STILL SITH INSIDE?"
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Post by Zimmy on Aug 18, 2014 13:26:39 GMT -8
Zimmy took up position beside Ellie, one arm wrapped under her sister's shoulder, the other (the good one) holding one of the Sith blasters he picked up earlier. His skin crawled with excitement. He turned his head towards Ellie and spoke quietly through the tinny speakers on his helmet.
Who is 'he'?
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Post by Jensin Kal on Aug 19, 2014 18:32:47 GMT -8
He opened his eyes to the sound of Felucian wild life moving about the area. He brushed his hand across the dirt until he found the hilt still clipped onto his belt and as remained on the ground he recalled what had happened the last few days. One moment he was on the run with his Crew and now he was the bad guy, he laughed it off anyway unable to see the bad thing about keeping your friends alive at all costs. ''They think you're a monster..''
Though you can only pretend for so long until your cheeks get sore from all of those fake smiles you give to people that wouldn't get out of their own way to lend a hand. He got up out of the dirt brushing himself off, an insect caught his eye, crawling up his hand. ''What an annoyance,'' He thought after brushing it off and crushing it beneath his boot. 'They're all just like insects Revlan. Friends make their personal problems your own, leeching on and tearing you down.'' He shook his head with a sigh. It's not like that. Not with them.. He said to himself.
Wouldn't that be an odd sight, seeing a strange man in the middle of nowhere by himself talking like he had an imaginary friend. Head trauma can be the cause of many things, making you unaware that something has clicked in the brain, a simple switch that could very well change who you are. He took a deep breath and listened, he once knew someone that that came to this planet after becoming a Jedi. Though this area was not familiar to him meaning he could of been anywhere, so he begun to walk, hoping any form of civilization was in the direction he's heading in.
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Post by Ali Hadrix on Aug 21, 2014 12:53:25 GMT -8
Ali chortled over the comm as Mirian cried out, exasperated. ::Not for long, Miri, if we have our say!:: Ali grinned, though no one was there to see her smile. The cannon continued rocking the vehicle backward, shaking it with the fire of each round. The massive legs propelled the Enforcer forward, its bulk forcing itself through the flora of the forest floor. The forest canopy shook with every step, a sight only seen from the sky. Closer and closer the line of tanks advanced toward the Sith compound, explosions flaring into the night sky. All around the Sith soldiers scrambled to mount a defense, still unaware of the squad of commandos preparing to make off with their hostages.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Aug 21, 2014 20:04:27 GMT -8
He was use to being in the middle of nowhere and tracking for signs of life by now, finding his way from somewhere any ordinary person would fail to do. Down here beneath the skies light can sometimes fool Revlan into thinking the path he's taken is the correct path, so he reached for the skies light. Holding himself against the odd looking Felucian tree as he held his arm out and raised his hand into the warmth of the stars light, but it wasn't long until he noticed a ship soaring across the sky at an incredible speed leaving a trail of smoke behind as it did. Revlan let go of the tree and landed in the dirt, he knew where to go now that he had spotted the ship descending from the skies, it would make sense that the pilot was heading to some sort of space port or some sort of place with people. Anywhere with a ship.
This had to be some sick joke, Revlan thought as he sprinted threw the forest. Yeah he may of threatened to kill the pilot for hire but they had no idea who he was, and yet here he was, a long time friend to that group abandoned. Despite the attitude towards everything here lately, they should of accept whatever he is becoming. He thought as the sweat began rolling down his neck, he looked out threw the forest, every direction stopping to catch his breath to slow his constant panting. Damn you Atalia.. He said to himself, standing still and hunched over with his hands covering his knee's. How could they do this to me...escaped with my life on Tatooine and here i am, running again.
He grew quiet as the anger churned inside his head, he punched the tree in front of himself letting off some steam. His brother an Inquistor of the Sith leading his forces to hunt Revlan down, and now his friends were gone. What was left for him, a broken family full of empty promises and friends who turn their back on you. He passed the tree and picked up the paste continuing with the rate he'd originally been running. He finally heard engines, roaring on the spot not moving anywhere. There was no buildings near by and he could spot a clearing just ahead, had someone found him? He thought of his crew and started to sprint towards the ship. Hey! Guys it's me! He shouted out to them until suddenly he heard the sound of a lightsaber igniting from above.
His instincts kicked in and he was swinging his igniting blade up over himself which smacked hard against the red blade of a cloaked man. As the mysterious attacker fell back he threw some sort of flashing red object at Revlan. It stuck to the jacket he had been wearing, and he recognized it as a sticky grenade. He threw off his jacket, into the air and used the force to propel it further away but the explosion sent him directly against a tree. He looked over, seeing doubles as he felt the pounding pain of a head ache while the cloaked man approached. He used the force and pulled a tree root out from the ground and tripped the man to fall into the dirt. A piece of his jacket had fallen from the sky randomly, he looked at it then glared at the man. THAT WAS MY FAVORITE JACKET!!
He shouted walking towards him with his ignited blade. The cloaked man was on his hands and knee's, facing the ground as he had knocked the wind out of himself, but he was as deceitful as he looked, throwing his igniting blade out from under concealment directly at Revlan. What was questionable is the fact that he had been aiming at a spot where he wouldn't hit any major organs. Revlan fell to his knee's watching the man approach to let revlan fall on his back as he dropped so the blade wouldn't tear open his chest, he hadn't noticed anything weird though since he felt like he was dying. Seconds after the weapon was deactivated Revlan passed out just as he felt himself being dragged threw the dirt and soon after up the ramp, falling in and out of consciousness leaving a blood trail behind. Glowing in the cargo hold, the mysterious stranger deactivated a hologram which had Revlans face on it which read beneath ''Dead or Alive''.
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Post by Ellie Ordo on Aug 22, 2014 16:51:20 GMT -8
*Ellie turned her attention to Tag.* ::He. As in the one who took my sister, the one who leads this band of crazies.:: *She felt a pit in her stomach. The feeling she got through the force wasn't one of anger or fear, it was satisfaction.* ::He almost seems excited we're here. I think it's best we get going.::
*Across the courtyard from the ensuing artillery barrage, stood a cloaked figure. He wore a mask over his face similar to Sith warriors of a time long ago. Around him were several others dresses in similar fashion. They stood above a small crowd of beings of all races, most of which wore simple battle armor of their own designs. The leader of the group paced back and forth, surveying the crowd. Lined up around the group were large barrels with rags sticking out of the top of them. Each barrel contained slow burning sticky liquid. The man finally stopped pacing as he reached the center of the makeshift stage. A hush fell over the crowd as he spoke.* "Brothers! Sister! Listen to me. The enemy is at our door, seeking to wipe out what we've tried so hard to build! They wish to cleanse the universe of the freedom we have found. The freedom we have fought so hard to achieve!" *The crowd expressed their dislike and anger in the form of yelling and cursing. Raising his hands momentarily, the man silenced the crowd.* "But we will not give it to them. No! We shall fight! Those who live through today will only become stronger in the force. Free from the ideologies of the Jedi and Sith. Who shall ever survive this day will only become stronger in the Force! Stronger in themselves! Fight brothers! Fight sisters! For today a new era of Force user begins!" *He raised his hands into the air as the crowd below him began to cheer. As he finished speaking, several members of the crowd below began to light the rags. The cheers began to die down as the crowd below hurried to prepare themselves. Several people lined themselves up beside the burning barrels. Reaching out, they grabbed the containers with the force and prepared themselves. The leader stretched his arms out wide as he spoke.* "Children. Light the night sky." *Without hesitation the first burning barrel was launched high into the air and over the wall. As it hit the ground the barrel exploded into a sticky fireball of homemade napalm. Everything the glue like substance touched instanly caught fire. With a shout of excitement, the others began to launch their pay loads. In groups of two or three, the barrels launched over the wall like mortars. Burning everything it touched from the intense heat and slow burning material.*
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Post by Jensin Kal on Aug 22, 2014 23:33:51 GMT -8
The shady silhouette beneath the hood had been revealed, his face showed signs of torture or wounds from battle. He must of been electrocuted badly because his hair could not grow back, his eyes were grey as if he were born blind but the way he fought could not be done by one who has been blind all their life. He looked over from where he was on the floor and found the man starring at him with his hands folded into each other. Revlan looked down to his hands shackled in force cuffs, there were no getting out of these. He moved himself up into a sitting position against the wall, wincing in pain which hit him like a jolt of lightening. Do you have to stare. It's already weird enough you kept me alive shackled in your cargo hold..
The man continued with the starring, obviously not caring about what Revlan thought. When the man stood up he stood at least 6'3 with a slender but muscular build by the look of his body structure beneath his robe. You have lived your young life a man striving to become a great Jedi, making friends threw your journey, making the Jedi Masters proud. He stopped walking, holding up his hand. Do you know what part I love the best? He said now looking directly at Revlan. When the friends, the Masters, the loved one's, witness the deterioration of said great Jedi. THAT'S where it hurts them the most.
Like a - He pressed his thumb against revlans chest. Wound in the force. He cried out in pain. I'm going to kill them Revlan Kal. No - He said as he turned and held his hands out in front of himself. Picturing the scene being played out in his head. You'll kill your friends and dispose of their bodies on the steps of the Jedi temple. He smirked, looking to the corner of his eye at Revlan. Have you always been such a hateful person.
He said to him feeling the rage in side coming from somewhere that he's kept locked away for all of his life.
Have you always been such a bald headed idiot?
The man turned away from Revlan, taking a few steps the other way when suddenly the force cuffs dropped from his wrists. Revlan looked down at them, perhaps they had malfunctioned. He took this chance and dashed towards the man when suddenly he turned around unleashing the power of force lightening against him. He screamed after being stopped on the spot. When the man finished torturing him his fingers straightened and Revlan was forced into the wall. I was merely testing your abilities out there, clearly i underestimated you yet still i had hoped for better. Before Revlan had gotten up the force cuffs wrapped around his wrists once again, the man turned away and left the room leaving him there alone as a force field had risen where a door should be.
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Post by Jensin Kal on Aug 25, 2014 19:25:50 GMT -8
Wah?! He lurched forward and realized he'd been passed out, for how long he was unsure. What he did know was the fact the ships engines had suddenly flared to life, Revlan calmed himself and sat back while starring into the void that is before him. He would be scarred for life from what that man had done to him, from his waist to the side of his neck a nasty scar would set in. His face was still stained red of blood, bruised black and blue across his cheek bone and eyes. Each time he breathed his chest hurt, especially when he awoke in a shock. I've been running from the Sith all of my life but is it destiny that I let myself be victim to the family curse. To give into the infectious evil that's tainted my mind..
He thought to himself until he reached for the window ledge with both hands since he'd been cuffed where he could get a view of the outside but as he put pressure onto his leg he fell to the floor wincing in pain as he did. Revlan had never felt this alone in his life, at the brink of collapse. ''What do you have to lose..'' He said to himself. Thinking of his friends and family past, perhaps things should change. A new way of life did sound a lot better then scratching for scraps, the leftovers after the people you know have used you up. His hands fastened into fists, hitting it off the floor in anger. The man had a course set off planet where he planned to break Revlan. The tree's were now below the ship and it wasn't long until he was scarring the skies towards orbit.
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Post by Crystaall Sehefadu on Aug 30, 2014 12:28:11 GMT -8
*The speech was loud and obnoxious, which annoyed the grey jedi immensely. Crystaall stared at Tag as if there was no worry in her mind. She couldn't let the man burn the land so recklessly, and his forces were a threat.
:: Tag, do you think we can take this guy out before we get out of here? He could become a problem sooner or later. Plus I'm pretty sure we shouldn't just let this zioplys* run amok. ::
*Crystaall was determined to take this man out. Although getting the captives to safety was the main priority, something in her gut told her that this man was a danger that needed to be eradicated.*
(zioplys* = fool)
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Post by Ander Tagira on Aug 31, 2014 11:02:36 GMT -8
Tag shook his head at Crystaall Sehefadu, taking Ellie Ordo's advice. Ordo's right, we need to get going. The captives are our first priority. Tag quickly switched over to the Battalion Net. Hadrix, it's Tag. I need you to press your attack, keep them occupied. I need them drawn away from the East side of the compound. I'm calling for exfil. The female Leftenant replied swiftly with an affirmation, and Tag immediately heard the pace of fire increase amongst the encroaching MAT-TE's. The ground shook around them as high explosive rounds blew speeder-sized holes in the West wall, Tag could almost hear the walkers' legs slog across the forest floor toward them. Once the exfil pilots had been alerted, Tag turned back to the group. We have to filter out of here and into the courtyard so we can get on board the second our rides show up. Keep it quiet, keep low, make sure no one sees you. Tag spoke as much to the captives as he was his own soldiers, though the caveat he added was specifically for them. If anyone, I mean anyone spots you, you alert the rest of us and kill them as fast as you can. Now let's go. Tag let Crystaall lead the way, her expertise and Force abilities would serve best to enlighten the team to any coming threats. They skirted the wall of the courtyard, hunching and hiding behind supply crates, pillars and anything else they could find. The night light of the planet's moon shone brightly, and Tag worried it might help them be spotted, though the majority of the compound's Sith seemed occupied on the East side. As he crouched behind a pillar and watched his HUD for the gunships that were on their way, Tag heard a loud clunking sound behind him. He turned around and glanced at the wall, spotting a vertical crack in the wall that was growing larger by the second. A hidden doorway. Fear gripped his heart, though Tag had no way of knowing if those on the other side were aware of their presence or not. HIDE! He screamed over the commlink. Hidden door in the East wall! Hostiles coming! Tag stood and vaulted over the supply crate beside the pillar, hidden from the East wall door, but exposed to the rest of the courtyard. Commandos, focus weapons on that door, first second we're spotted, you put death through that threshold.
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Post by Zimmy on Sept 2, 2014 8:19:56 GMT -8
Zimmy stuck with Ellie and her sister as Tag had ordered, his eyes panning across the prison as the captives and their liberators stepped out into the humid moonlight. The ground shook with percussive explosions; the air vibrated with the working of war machines. Twice Zimmy saw small groups of Sith run towards the East wall, seeking to fortify their positions there. The boy kept one arm around the girl and the other half extended, blaster pistol in his left hand waiting to bark. His eyes shifted across his view screen. His tongue darted back and forth, adjusting the cameras and sensors on his helmet. He saw the hidden door begin to open a heartbeat before Tag shouted 'Hide' from the tinny speakers near his ears. He yanked on Ellie and her sister, diving into a withered shrub that had a nice big hollow underneath it to accommodate the three. So long as no one walked close to them, the could remain unseen as long as it was dark. He held his breath, an old habit. If he wasn't breathing, no one could see him. If he was quiet, he could hide forever.
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The expertly carved door slowly swung on its well oiled hinges as a robed figure stepped from the darkness into the stillness of the courtyard. Only a smirk could be seen under the black cowl as the figure moved one foot after the other, step after step, into the middle of the courtyard. Several larger figures moved with the figure. As they moved closer to the center of the courtyard, each Sith ignited their lightsaber. In the eerie red light, the robed figure threw off her cowl and looked around the courtyard. She had long white hair and pale skin covered in blue lines where her veins could be seen. She wore a utilitarian uniform with the sleeves ripped off. She wore arm guards, knee pads and shin covers that looked like they had been salvaged from many different sets of armor; each from a different kill perhaps. She exuded confidence and darkness. Despite the plainness of her face and body, the young Sith woman's movements were seductive, distracting.Oh commandos... I know you're out there... I can smell your fear....Her voice was soft, but it carried on the air above the explosions and gunfire. She took a few steps forward, drawing her own weapons. She held a sadistic looking blaster pistol in her right hand and a black hilted lightsaber in the other. A deep orange blade slid out of the projector with a deep snap-HISS.My master sent me to dispose of you. Come: Hide no longer. I challenge you.She stood there, waiting, a calm smirk on her face.
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Zimmy quickly exchanged his blaster for his lightsaber, thought he didn't ignite it just yet. Despite his excitement and a deep desire to meet blades with a talented opponent he waited for Tag's orders.
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