Chalco
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Post by Chalco on Nov 13, 2017 14:19:56 GMT -8
To say the atmosphere was a chaotic riot of thoughts and emotions was probably one of the biggest understatements since someone pointed out on 1.0 that Inky was "a bit of a git". Simmering underneath the thick and murky blanket of confusion lurked a riotous mix of elements consisting of disbelief, amusement, resentment and embarrassment. Even Gorath wasn't immune from the awkwardness of the moment, the thoughts behind his stoic appearance roughly translating to "what the actual hell!?" Indeed Chalco too was at a loss of how to react to the events transpiring, fervently hoping that the Yuzhaan Vong was joking in what seemed to be her advancements even though he knew deep down that she wasn't. Over a century of years, four score of them as a Jedi, was not enough to prepare him for such social abnormality as it took him several moments with which to gather enough mental and emotional fortitude to get his mouth working.
"Uhh..."
His mouth worked silently for a moment then clamped shut again, his eyes darting between Cao and Menzine
That was it? That was all you could muster? His internal dialogue scolded him at how pathetic that sounded coming from a Jedi Master, pointing out that he was surrounded by his peers and must needs do better. Chalco snorted back at his inner self, pointing out that none of them were in any position to cast judgement due to their own reactions...
Leila's mouth hung open in a comical look that was a mixture of shock and abject horror, her eyes shiny and brimming with what looked suspiciously like unshed tears. Her arms hung loosely at her sides yet her hands worked furiously as she started at the back of Menzines head. Gorath was harder to read yet he too seemed taken aback in appearance, his posture leaning slightly away from Cao and Menzine, eyes slightly wider than their usual narrowed slits. The eyes widened further still as the sleepy girl bumped into him, saving Chalco from his polarised mouth.
"Er... Ah... That's alright, young one. We are just..."
He groped around again for some kind of noise that civilised beings called words. Leila's moth snapped shut with an audible "clack" as Gorath backed away from Ariel, offering a slight bow in order to hide the smirk of amusement that now grazed his bland face.
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Menzine
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Post by Menzine on Nov 13, 2017 14:44:50 GMT -8
Tapping her foot impatiently as she glared at the Falleen Menzine kept her body pressed close to the Jedi with the strange eyes, her position one of protective dominance that was reminiscent of an animal claiming a mate. She wasn't actually touching him yet somehow the proximity spoke of an intimacy very nearly as apparent as if they were entwined in each others arms. Her manner was demanding, almost petulantly insistent, as she waiting for Master Gannor to work his way through the simple task of responding to her words.
She realised that she may be over-stepping certain social boundaries here. She wasn't stupid after all. That most of the species of this galaxy operated in a strange dance of game and subterfuge, never saying what they meant or doing as they intend, was readily apparent for one with a mind as astute as hers. She had been in this galaxy long enough to obtain some workings of their culture and, as stated above, know how to play by their rules to an extent. That she had grown bored of the useless mechanics of flirtation was only part of the reason she reverted to type. She wanted to shock them. She wanted to push the boundaries and see how they would react. As much as she rebelled against the old ways of her people she was still very much a product of that world.
A world in which she was the alpha predator striding among the worms...
It was with annoyance then that she watched the Jedi Master struggle. The annoyance of a queen who watched one of her subjects fail her.
She was about to comment on his failure when a newcomer arrived on the scene. Immediately her ire was transferred to this clown who had dared to stumble upon her court, her head flickering around to stare daggers at her, headdress writhing in agitation, only to be piqued in interest yet again. This human girls eyes were also of a somewhat unique tone, one green and one brown...
"Another one..." She breathed, eyes again alight with intent.
It occurred to her that like the male Jedi this ones eyes were also lacking in enhancements, but were rather a naturally occurring phenomenon. She also supposed that perhaps such things were common among humans, though she hand't seen any before in the humans she had met. The abnormality held great appeal to her and she once again felt excitement rising at the prospect of examining such a specimen. With two she would be able to run comparisons, draw upon more variables and gather a better understanding of them and their species.
Her eyes found Chalco again who was once more having an internal battle with his brain, her eight-fingered hand gesturing majestically to Ariel, almost a royal wave in fact.
"This one too..."
She smiled sweetly at Cao then at Aliel before nodding with finality to Chalco.
"I will have them both."
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Caoimhin Shan
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Post by Caoimhin Shan on Nov 20, 2017 0:46:50 GMT -8
"I.. bear the aspect of..?"
For all his bluster, for all the peace his apparent oblivious nature could provide him, for all his practiced demeanor, there was only so much that could escape his notice. This particular exchange and its implications finally made their way through his skull, and he suddenly realized the dangerous and largely unexplored line he now walked. The intrusion of another being into this debacle served as a welcome distraction, and he turned to face her, his expression one of disbelief at the situation he had somehow walked into.
It must have been similarly distressing to the newcomer when she, too, suddenly found herself as the object of the Shaper's attention.
Oh gods.
Fine line time.
"Well."
Cao took a deep breath as he regarded the young girl, offering a mixture of a sympathetic smile and an odd expression that most likely screamed "help" or "I don't know what I'm doing." Slowly, he let it out, forcing the nonchalant grin back onto his face as he repeated..
"Well."
He turned back towards Menzine, making sure to keep his damaged mechanical hand out of her sight at all times.
"I regret to admit to some unfamiliarity with Yun-Shuno.. though I do appreciate the compliment."
Yeah. Good job. You did it.
..okay but does the trouble really show? Really? Is it that bad?
Another breath was taken and let out again before he continued.
"I.. can't imagine that your visit here is a simple vacation, however?"
Yes, yes, draw attention away.
"Surely business precedes pleasure?"
Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. You kriffing di'kut.
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Eliel
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Post by Eliel on Nov 22, 2017 21:51:38 GMT -8
Ariel blinked. Surely she wasn't understanding the whole context. Surely there was something her poor sleep-deprived brain missed. But as the human Jedi worked his way through a conversation with the... Whatever-it-was, she came to the realization she hadn't missed some other context. What the thing wanted was exactly what it sounded like. Ariel swayed on her feet as she looked from the thing to the Falleen Master, back to the thing, and finally resting on the Falleen. Her overtired brain worked for some kind of response.
"Yeah no," she said at last, directed at the Jedi. "Kriff this shit."
She turned around and headed back the way she came, looking for an alternate route to her quarters. Or a quiet corner to curl up in. Whichever came first.
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Menzine
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Post by Menzine on Nov 28, 2017 14:31:07 GMT -8
"Perhaps in this case business IS pleasure, no?"
The words continued to manifest as a lavish purr as the alien eyes watched the female retreat down the corridor from whence she had come,
moving with her progress as her body posture remained firmly positioned towards the one known as Caoimhin. Finally she stepped back slightly, allowing a knowing smile to cross her features before arching an eyebrow at Chalco.
"You're Jedi seem rather flighty and skittish, Master Chalco..."
Her gaze drifted across all present before returning to Cao.
"Surprising considering your reputation."
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Chalco
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Post by Chalco on Nov 28, 2017 14:50:45 GMT -8
With his mouth a thin line, eyes narrowed against the impulse towards wide-eyed horror, Chalco maintained what he hoped was a neutral expression throughout what had become a train wreck of an encounter. With his arms folded inside the opposite sleeves of his robe he was fortunate that the white knuckled of his clenched hands could not be seen, and he did his best to mask the tenseness of his posture.
Try as he might he could not seem to find opportunity to bring the conversation back under control and away from the frankly bizarre turn upon which it had embarked. He dare not risk offending the Yuzhaan Vong lest she abort her efforts to assist them in what may be a crucial endeavor to save parts of Felucia from whatever grim fate that strange compound Morgan had discovered had in store. He wasn't sure if this was some nuance of Yuzhaan Vong culture that he had been unaware of, or whether this was a genuine show of romantic interest from their guest. Hell, he wasn't entirely sure she wasn't joking and playing some elaborate prank on them all.
Whatever the case, Chalco wasn't going to look a gift Nerf in the mouth when she presented him with the opportunity to cut this bad comedy short.
"Perhaps we merely offer you deference as a show of welcome and respect?"
He caught Leila's eyes as the girl finally looked up, her pretty features blushed with scarlet and her expression that of someone who had been punched in the stomach. With a slight nod at Cao followed by a sharp jerk of his head that pretty much screamed "Get him out of here" the tall Falleen allowed his hands to separate from where they had been hanging onto each other for dear life. Adding an expansive gesture to his words he firced a smile to his face.
"This is a place of learning as well as a base and houses many diverse beings of diverse goals..."
He arched an eyebrow to Cao.
"Speaking of which I'm sure Master Shan and his... A slight twitch of genuine amusement. ... entourage must be about their business?"
Reacting to the unspoken command both Leila and Gorath stepped forwards with nods of acknowledgement, Leila stepping almost timidly to Cao's right and flashing an uneasy look at Menzine.
=Leila=
"Yes Ca- er... Master Shan. We need to... ah... see the mechanic."
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Caoimhin Shan
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Post by Caoimhin Shan on Mar 7, 2018 11:03:17 GMT -8
"Ah, yes!"
For once, Cao was actually quick on the uptake. He knew a way out when he saw it, and he wasn't going to pass up this opportunity now that he fully realized the situation that he was in.
"We absolutely do. All distractions aside, it's a regrettably important task; I'd hate to delay it any further than my .. situation has allowed."
He was largely successful in keeping the awkwardness out of his smile as he nodded at Menzine and Chalco. He almost -- almost -- pulled his left arm out from behind his back, but then thought better of it and gestured outward and forward with his right instead.
"Jedi Newt, if you'd be so kind? I'm right behind you."
His almost-blunder caught, he made another mental note to keep his mechanical hand out of view of the Shaper, even when the separate parties were to walk past each other.
Alongside that note, he cursed himself for his obliviousness. A Jedi Master he once had been, but how in creation was he so blind to social cues?
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jun 5, 2018 12:49:27 GMT -8
Thick dark clouds suddenly appeared over the land where the Jedi Base was located. A seemingly sunny day was now swallowed up by darkness, the light of Felucia's sun hidden within a few short moments. Yet the storm did not cease, it only grew in size and violence. Torrential rain fell and pelted the ground, lightning thundered overhead, illuminating the Jedi Base. Any ordinary person would think it was simply the storm of the century, but to the Jedi, they could sense something else... the Dark Side of the Force. A powerful presence of dark energies coursed through these clouds, turning the storm into a powerful and wild beast in the sky. A foreboding presence conjured by the approaching enemy that would soon land on the Jedi's doorstep.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2018 14:33:49 GMT -8
*The storm hit without warning and without mercy. Lightning split the sky and thunder cracked loudly alongside the howling wind. Sheets of rain had turned the ground to mud, bogging down both man and machine. Several LAAT/s battled their way back to the ground before troopers fought desperately against the weather to secure them.*
*Dutch trudged his way through all the mud created by this unnatural storm. Any piece of armor that wasn't covered by his poncho was caked in mud. He held onto the hood of his poncho in an attempt to keep his visor and coms clear as he shouted orders.*
"That's it boys! Strap down and cover anything we can't afford to lose." *He ducked under a passing AT-TE, careful not to get stepped on. Glancing up, he shouted to a crew member riding on the walkers hull.* "Get those walkers to high ground, I don't want to have to dig them out of this mess later!"
*Another trooper, dressed in similar fashion, ducked out of a makeshift relay station and hurried over to Dutch.* "Sir, we've got all air units on the ground and secured. However, we still have two patrols out in the forest. Coms are sketchy at best and we're having a hard time reaching them"
"What patrols are still out there?" *Dutch asked as he moved for cover under the wing of a LAAT/s.*
"One recon team of ten troopers. The other is a salvage team made up of thirty men, three transports and two tank escorts. They were still a half hour out last I knew."
"Let's hope they get back, or at least find a place to hunker down till this storm blows over." *Dutch looked up at the storm above them and watched it. Something about it made his stomach crawl.* "This storm, it came on quick. Something feels strange about it, so....unnatural. Like the planet spit out something vile that didn't agree with it."
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Qas Stryker
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Post by Qas Stryker on Jun 7, 2018 14:24:16 GMT -8
Qas stepped into the hallway which hung with an air of anticipation and yes, Qas could sense anxiety and part of him thought, well who could blame them, the other half of him exclaimed incredredulously, but they are Jedi, that being said the temple was home to a great number of support staff, not all of whom were trained Jedi.
Qas drew focus turning his mind to the now, the present, like many others who hurriedly made there way along this corridor he too had best get busy, not sure what was in store, but always ready to follow his instinct and procedure, something dark this way comes. Qas began to walk down the corridor on his journey he spotted a younger female Jedi arkanian and following a brief discussion she fell in step with a singular purpose in mind. Felucia was home to a great many Jedi and prides itself on sustaining a viable future, it was this very future Qas and his colleague now sort to protect. Unsure of the danger ahead Qas moved to locate, comfort and essentially herd the youngsters of the Jedi flock safely to dormitories where they could remain until this tempestuous storm blew over.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jun 8, 2018 13:22:24 GMT -8
There was a very little window the moment the Resurgent-class battlecruiser exited its micro-jump into the atmosphere of Felucia. The moment it was done, though, swarms of transports, carrying troops and necessary vehicles flew out and zipped down to the surface. The next moment, the warship was gone again, vanishing out of the atmosphere and back to wherever it was designated to return to.
The trip, from there, was rather rough as the transports attempted to navigate the horrendous storm, conjured up by Malvus. The Jen'ari reaches out in the Force, trying his best to aid the landing of the Blackguard's forces. The storm, by now, was running rampant and out of control. Which caused some difficulty, unfortunately. Several troop transports were struck by lightning, spelling the end of those on board. Their engines going out before they plummeted to the ground and certain death. There were twists and turns, navigating the fierce winds, the merciless lightning, and the torrential rain that poured from the sky. Yet, in the end, Malvus sees the lights of the Jedi Base as what survived of the raiding forces began their landing approach.
In his transport, the Sith moves out of the cockpit to where a group of soldiers and Luxeria were present.
Alright soldiers, let's give'em hell! Lock and load!
The soldiers responded in unison, before unslinging their blaster rifles and loading in power charges. Malvus then comms Viox.
My Lord Savage, we are beginning our approach on the Jedi Base. Our sensors indicate that we have lost several transports of troops. I do not know if we have lost anymore, but the vanguard is intact and we will be landing in a few short moments. Once we have landed, my men will begin the assault. Malvus out.
Dust kicked up as the transports landed, the loading ramps facing the entry way into the Jedi Base. Malvus immediately sensed the presence of others around them. There were those on alert, due to the storm, but others that didn't seem totally prepared. The storm had masked their approached, but the Jedi had certainly sensed the darkness of the storm. It seems though the element of surprise was still on their side. Malvus draws his lightsaber as the ramp lowers, lightning flashing across the sky as he disembarked. His lightsaber ignites, along with other Sith Warriors.
ATTACK!!
Sith Warriors charged forth with the Jen'ari and his apprentice. A wave of Blackguard infantry charging forth behind them.
And so begun, the Attack on the Jedi Base.
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Jun 8, 2018 13:31:20 GMT -8
The ride down was less than ideal. Though the combined effort between Viox himself and Luxeria, had ensured that the three main transports had made it to ground. As the ramp lowered, Malvus and his men charged forward, Savage moved to the ramp, the wind whipping up his cloak.
"Captain Jayne, Major Kage, secure the LZ and begin the assault. All others, press forward! The Jedi's end begins now!"
The Zabrak Sith bellowed against the howling wind. It certainly would make things more difficult, but the most challenging part was over. Stepping sown into the mud and trudging forward, Viox was soaked within minutes in the torrential downpour. Silver armored troopers charged forth, led by the golden armored Major Kage. Black armored Shadowtroopers, lightsaber pikes in hand and yellow blades ignited, also pressed forward. The assault had begun...
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Qas Stryker
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Post by Qas Stryker on Jun 8, 2018 13:47:49 GMT -8
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The storm made not only visible detection difficult but the thick clogging affect the living breathing embodiment that the storm had become could even cloud some of the more perceptive piercing minds the Jedi had at their disposal.
Stop the Felucian enclave as per normal there were roughly thirty Jedi watchers, their job was to guard and protect the temple, abnormally their watching rank had been doubled, albeit on large the Jedi had no idea what was to befall them the large dangerous and reckless dark side fuelled storm hadn't gone unnoticed. So in some sense the storm served as a double edged sword, hiding the sheer numbers of dark siders in its own cloak of darkness, very clever, secondly it naturally had a dramatic effect and physically distracted and hid the craft descending as well as causing rampant chaos. However it's large dark side signature naturally flagged up that something melevolant was coming.
Storm or no storm by the time the Jedi protectors atop the temple saw what approached (assuming no primary force intercepted) ithere would be little they could do except send a warning signal through the force and attempt to hold off the would be assailants to the fullness of their ability.
The first movement was for half the protectors to hurl their ignited saberstaffs through the approaching mass attempting to capitalize upon the infamous slaughter per swing, or more accurate slaughter rotation, as the first fifteen telekinetically controlled their sabers through the masses the latter fifteen dropped to ground level under the momentary veil of protection this movement would offer and fanned out in a fashion so as to attempt to force the encroaching army toward the steps, toward a bottle neck, thinning the numbers and attempting to stem the tide for as long as possible.
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In the meantime Qas striker and Elepha were herding fifteen younger students to a dormitory, the younglings walked in an ushered silence.
"Now remember, keep the door locked until you hear the all clear, and help each other, work together, stay calm, the force will protect and guide you."
That said Qas passed the eldest amongst this group a secure communications and smiled thinly as they entered the dorm room. As the door shushed closed he stopped, he felt it, like an icy chilled wind, something had changed, whatever was afoot, he was pretty certain they were just about to wind up in the thick of it. He turned to Elepha and sensed she had felt it to, moments later an exchanged glance confirmed as much and the duo headed down the corridor in the hope of finding a more experienced Master from whom they could assertain the truth of the matter and correspond to orders.
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Jun 8, 2018 14:34:26 GMT -8
Luxeria opened her eyes as her developing Force Sight showed her they were close to landing. Little more was needed in holding them stable and she returned her focus to herself and the coming battle. Unclipping the harness that held her in place. On her feet, she was quickly at her master's side, ready to depart after him, the second to touch the ground and make her way into the fray.
As she moved down the ramp, she saw immediately that the darkness and heavy rain made it nearly impossible to see. If not for the light granted from everyone's lightsaber, figuring out one's position would be difficult if not on top of them. And it would prove and effective beacon against the defending Jedi already engaging them. Unfortunately, Malvus and the other Sith warrior with them had done so as well, clarifying their position. In fact, all sides seemed to have their sabers alive and ready. All except Luxeria. She moved swiftly, though more off to the side and behind Malvus and the others. She saw a different opportunity presenting itself in the storm, one she felt would grant a greater advantage than charging in. the connection her mind had to Vasari would reveal her thoughts and perhaps the female Zabrak would take on a similar role. If not, it was her choice.
Her lightsaber hilt in hand, she left it quiet for the moment, picking out targets through the rain. She saw the flying saberstaves move into the masses and cut them down. A perfect chance. As one flew off to her side and began its return trip, she threw her lightsaber hilt, letting it spin unignited in a spin rotation like the staves, following the path of the ignited weapon. Only once it was upon its target did she activate hers with the Force, a brilliant purple blade coming to life with no time to evade or defend. And after each Jedi her lightsaber brought to their knees, she turned it off again, heading around to strike another Jedi from behind before getting the chance to throw their saberstaff. After two kills, she'd move forward before looking to engage another target.
Using a Telekinetic Lightsaber Trakata form of combat under the cover of darkness and rain, using the beacons of light from the Jedi as her guide. In her own mind, she like to think of it as a good strategy. Deceptive, strategic, and stealthy. The makings of a good assassin, even if direct combat.
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Post by Qas Stryker on Jun 8, 2018 14:56:33 GMT -8
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They had fallen for the bait or so it seemed, since when had practitioners of the dark side been so clever, quite often they were so fond of brute force, was the amassing army meerly a temporary distraction, for our of the shadows hidden in the roiling sickening fog, a fog that was noon impossible to penetrate and as such to focus on a single being, the odds were not good. It wasn't the strategic move, if strategic it had been that made their task at hand difficult, but the design the oppressors had fabricated. These thoughts that flooded the minds of the would be guardians were fruitless as their brethren fell to the seemingly random yet deadly precise cleanings of an unseen assailant.
The remaining warriors regrouped, for the moment none had breached the temple, but it was only a matter of time. The remaining guardians drew back to the stone steps leading up to the entrance which by now had been locked down and would at least provide extra time to those inside to surmount a more appropriate defenses and push back the tide of darkness.
A brief communication through the force between the remaining twenty two bodies left nothing for discussion, win this battle they could not, but hey believed they could at least try and eliminate the storm with a combined effort.
Five of their most seasoned expert warriors became guard for the remaining seventeen, one of the seventeen sat prostrate and immediately began to meditate, quietening his mind to weave an impenetrable barrier around the seventeen which he would hold until his strength failed, a second of the seventeen sat upon the ground, she too entering a mediative state, albeit her task was different, the remaining warriors from the seventeen sheathed their blades and placed a hand on the female guardian as together they turned their focus to quelling the collosal storm, they stretched out their minds and with a rhythmic pulsating, almost like a heartbeat they began to drive back the fringes of energy and fog. The five designated warriors patrolled the outside of the barrier, the seventeen designated warriors within all focused on their task.
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Post by Eruestan Duskhand on Jun 8, 2018 15:21:43 GMT -8
Eruestan had wasted no time. After returning to his dormitory to don his armor, he made his way to the main gates to find them sealed. Good, though if the darkness he felt and saw out the windows was any indication, they were in trouble and that door wouldn't hold for long. Saber in hand, the Knight strode foreword, and could feel the tide of evil approaching. The sacrifice and peace of the protectors could be felt in the Force as they knew what had to be done. And though he could not aid them in combat with saber, Eruestan sat and reached out with the Force, using his Battle Meditation, to hopefully give the defenders an edge. With their minds and actions more connected, hopefully they would buy more time for the Jedi within the Base to prepare.
May the Force be with you and guide your actions.
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Darth Akrak
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Post by Darth Akrak on Jun 8, 2018 15:24:08 GMT -8
The ride down to the planet's surface had been about as expected. Rough, disorienting and chaotic. But they had finally reached the planet's surface. It was bold, brave and stupid. But he had to give the Sith'ari credit. It has worked. Stepping down the ramp, Akrak inhaled deeply, taking in the damp, jungle air. The wind whipped at him, the rain pelted him. But he noticed neither of them. Marching forward, he reached down to his waist and plucked his lightsaber hilt with his right hand. He thumbed the activation stud. The ruby red blade sprang to life with the traditional snap/hiss. Continuing his march forward, he followed the advancing Sith Troopers and the Shadowtroopers. Blaster fire rang out. The battle had begun. Grinning beneath his helm, he continued to march forward. He was going to enjoy this. The Jedi had no idea what was about to hit them...
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Post by Maggy Dawson on Jun 8, 2018 20:13:24 GMT -8
*Maggy had indeed felt the sudden onset of darkness, and a particular, familiar, unwelcoming presence seemed to be among the storm. Nevertheless, when Master Duskhand had sprung to action, she had followed, her weapon active once more. By all rights, she should have been terrifed: The sacking of Deralia was still all too recent in her mind. Instead of fear, however, she felt only determination, refusal to allow yet another home to fall to outside invaders.
Her Master had stopped near the entrance, sitting upon the ground and meditating. A sort of calm emanated from him, a connection seemingly opening between herself and all other Jedi present. It was... almost overwhelming, but she soon let her senses interact with the feeling, linking with it and bringing her more at ease.
She was ready.*
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Post by Aerandir Calmcacil on Jun 8, 2018 20:52:22 GMT -8
*Base personnel had reacted swiftly and efficiency as he could've expected considering these conditions. Aerandir had done all he could on the administrative side of things, giving orders for lockdowns and defense. All that could fight were directed to where they could be useful, while all that couldn't were ushered to safety wherever it was closest available. But the Sith had already made landfall, their very presence perverting the sacred grounds blessed by Ashla, the very world itself recoiling and snarling at its presence.
And Aerandir would be there to meet them, striding forth with purpose through the halls, making his way to the sealed main entrance. An entrance that wouldn't hold for long, he knew. Already many defenders were present, and he was almost shocked to see Maggy herself here. Her Master was with her, however, and she was no longer his responsibility; besides, Maggy seemed quite intent on standing against this evil, rather than running and hiding again.
Then he would protect her as well as everyone else in this place.
However, his lightsaber remained at his hip, his eyes and focus on the door before them. The Sith would no doubt aim to break through it. He raised his hands, palms outward, his mind tapping into the Force and extending to become one with the doorway, to feel its every line, every weakness, every point of contact with the wall surrounding it. Should they be so rude as to destroy the door to his home, then he would demonstrate why that would be a mistake...*
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Post by Vasari on Jun 9, 2018 4:55:37 GMT -8
While Major Kage and his team worked to secure the landing zone and the warriors following Malvus and Viox begun their assault upon the base - with Luxeria in their train - Vasari quickly gathered herself as she slowly stripped out of her cloak. The rain made the extra weight only more bothersome than it was work. She wore now only a simple breast wrap with a shoulder pad on her strong side arm and a tight skirt with a utility belt holding it tight to her waist. Head to toe her gleaming tribal tattoos were visible telling the story of her youth for those that knew how to read them. Typically at this point in their assaults she would have her mind far afield - stretched to its limits to reach and secure every member of the Blackguard in her embrace of battle meditation, but today was different. While she would follow the orders given to her by her Master - the Sith'ari - she was here for a very specific knowledge, the pilfering of the Jedi's most sacred weapon, Knowledge. Making sure her Saberstaff was secured to her side she closed her mind inward sending Luxeria a quick mental embrace feeling her already in the heat of combat - wishing her roll would have allowed her to charge the ranks of the Jedi with her friend and her Master - and then she closed off her mind completely.
Within the relative safety of the Landing Zone Vasari quickly sunk herself into a deep state of Quey'tek removing any and all trace of her mind and her presence from the force. The advance form of stealth would shield her from even the most perceptive mind so long as she was able to maintain the state of focus within her mind to maintain the shielding of her presence. Utilizing the Mind of Many technique she had created herself at the Academy she split her mind into two parts: the first maintaining the Quey'tek, while the second opened her consciousness to control her body allowing her to break the meditative trance and move - even fight while maintaining the same level of focus needed to shield her presence. While she considered the technique her own many Sith had been able to split their consciousness to maintain many things at the same time - the most famous use of Quey'tek in this regard had been the Emperor Sidius himself having shielded himself from the entire Jedi Order for the Majority of his carrier within the Republic. She rubbed her left leg - which for some reason still felt a bit numb and then winked at Kage before setting off at a run into the Felucian jungle before, skirting her way around the base while the rest of the Blackguard stormed the front door - doing her best to avoid the sentries and guards that were engaging the main force.
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