Mace Jhiera Vos
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Jun 24, 2023 0:24:38 GMT -8
Cipriani Arms Apartments
Pushing that matter aside at first, the one that related to them being together, Forcias, in his mind, at least knew that while the Senator had been the one who started laying out the pieces on that proverbial dejarik board, even if it was commonly known as a two players game, Mace had been playing along side of him while they were against that unknown opponent before them.
. . . And that was where everything seemed to be so convoluted, so to speak.
“Not blasphemous, at all. I understand what you are saying.” Forcias reassured her, why would be take any offense in what she was saying, as she had mentioned he knew more about the Force, and she wasn’t attuned to it. “I am not going to lie, I will tell you that the Force does work in mysterious ways. But . . . and this is important.” Said Forcias, emphasizing his point by pausing momentarily actually waiting for her to be done chewing her bite right there, which he did find amusing, her talking while eating, but not the point — he carried on by saying. “You have to consider this like a dejarik set, there is us on one side.” And by us he obviously meant most if not all of them in Umgul tipping majorly in the light side of the Force, “And there is that unknown opponent on the other side, and one of the pieces we know of, being Rodrek as we have come to know him in Eleuabad, but actually Lincoln Baltzersen, as he is known to Andros, and Atlantis.” With Lucine having made aware of who that person was to their very own VG, Forcias wouldn’t be surprised at all if that again raised another thing for her to think about, but it wasn’t the point, the point was. “Two sides of the Force are constantly battling each other, most do not see it or understand it, but the whole screwing everyone around is due in part to that unknown variable that can be so unpredictable.”
Shrugging knowing that probably he had just put forward that same old good versus evil thing, or just however Lucine wanted to qualify that, Forcias, thankfully, laughed soon enough when she burped and paired with that statement of hers. “Oh, nope quite the contrary, I just think that your manners are quite good when outside and not at the comfort of our home.” It was true, outside she was straight laced and all, and here she could do whatever she wanted, it was not a bother to him at all.
Closing his eyes when she kissed him, Forcias pulled her closer bringing her with him as he laid back against the couch kissing her a little more passionately that time around before pulling away as his hand roamed on her back and under her shirt too. “Good because I am not going anywhere as I am very taken by you.” Forcias muttered against her lip before kissing her again by that time, more lovingly . . .
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Post by Saoirse Beirne on Jun 24, 2023 2:25:13 GMT -8
Saoirse laughs when Lyov calls her Miss 8, hoping that she doesn't wind up stuck with that nickname, and then nods after he gives her some advice about finding things in common with beings that she has to deal with in the course of doing Jedi things. Grinning when Lyov finishes his lesson by saying that a lightsaber isn't always needed to solve problems, Saoirse says, "That's good, because I don't have one yet," which makes her wonder at what point in her training she will build or maybe be given a lightsaber.
Trying not to laugh when Aidan, apparently not wanting to be left out of giving her Jedi lessons, reminds her about the potential usefullness of flattery, which he had already told her after they had talked with Arezou anyway, and about the importance of focusing, which is about her flying mostly since he wraps up his lesson by telling her to focus on piloting the airspeeder, Saoirse tells the Gupin, "Message received loud and clear, fearless leader."
Following Lyov and Aidan after Bria and Veda do what the Gupin asks them to do, Saoirse is tossing her rock up and down while they head across the street to the motel as she asks, "How are going to find out which . . . pausing as she sees a really big, really muscular alien that looks like he is over seven feet tall talking with a shorter, skinnier alien with really long legs that looks to be maybe five feet tall as they walk towards an airspeeder, and then, remembering what Arezou had said about Er'Kit's arms, points at the pair of aliens and says excitedly, Hey, I think that's Lav . . ."
Unfortunately for her, Lavigne, the smaller alien, looks over just as Saoirse spots him, his eyes getting huge as he sees Aidan's lightsaber and starts running for the airspeeder while squeaking something to the big alien.
Saoirse, excited to try out all that she has learned so far, shouts, "I'll get him! as she starts running for Lavigne, calling on the Force to help her run faster. Seeing the hulking alien moving into her path to keep her from reaching Lavigne, Saoirse tries to dodge past him like she would get past an opposing player on the Limmie field but underestimates the length of his reach and winds up getting knocked off her feet when he punches her in the right side. Scrambling back to her feet, Saoirse tries out a combination of Lyov and Aidan's advice, holding up a hand to call a time out and telling the hulking alien, Um, hello honorable sir! If you wouldn't mind stepping aside so we can have a word . . . and then, when that doesn't work and the hulk sends a punch at her head, she barely manages to duck under it. Seeing Lavigne's speeder starting to fly away, Saoirse shouts to Lyov and Aidan, who probably know it anyway, Lavigne's getting away!"
Dodging another punch from the muscular alien, Saoirse tries to remember everything that Atlantis has taught her about punching as she darts in towards her huge opponent and lands a punch right in his stomach. The blow has no effect on her massive opponent, and as she leaps backwards to avoid the flurry of punches he is sending at her, Saoirse lifts her fists up to guard her face as she asks mostly to try and distract the hulk, "Say, you aren't a Limmie fan by any chance are you?"
Apparently not a Limmie fan, the huge alien aims another punch at Saoirse's nose that she deflects with her forearm and then sends her sprawling backwards when she is too slow to dodge or block his other fist when he launches it into her sternum, knocking the wind out of her. . .
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Atlantis Vyridian
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Post by Atlantis Vyridian on Jun 24, 2023 7:33:13 GMT -8
One of the best things that Nerses probably found alluring about Umgul, it was the constant mist that shrouded the planet. He and Jirair were on their way towards Ganterville to find someone who had potential to bring back to Vasilisa, however he stopped in his tracks when he felt the current of the Force shifting in the area…
With haste but still maintaining their stealth as Jirair and Nerses approached the commotion, they stopped both and made sure to first observe their surroundings, however their faces were covered by their masks and they were both wearing a dark robe with their hood sitting atop of their head.
“She might do.” The one wearing the Snake mask said already rejoicing about the offering he would be presenting to Vasilisa.
Arm stretched in front of Nerses to stop him from going further, Jirair looked at him from behind his Rabbit mask. “Wait a moment.” He hissed at Nerses’ impulsiveness, and wanting to constantly prove himself to her by showing he had the smarts and could be the better submissive servant.
Jirair always had a keen eye for observation and locating people of interests, he wanted this to be smooth, quick and efficient. Noticing that the few that were there actually going after Lavigne, Jirair smirked and started to alter the environment, his signature probably starting to be perceptible, but those who posed the most threat far enough away to come and stop what he and Nerses were about to do.
The mist started to be denser in the neighborhood and it was at that moment that the Houk was suddenly thrown backwards roughly against the wall by Jirair after landing that punch on the Zabrak.
Nerses moving quickly and standing over the Zabrak focused on her to render her completely unconscious and lifting her up in his arms to engulf her as well into stealthing her to not give any of her friends, or allies any chance to follow him and Jirair who as well stealth himself causing the mist to return to normal...
Several moments later, they were back at the villa and Nerses deposited Saoirse’s body on the ground before Vasilisa who was wearing her own cat mask and a wicked smile behind it. “Well done…” Said she as she retrieved the fox mask that was possessed by someone in the Mecrosa Order before and placed it upon the Zabrak's face. Already rejoicing at what was to come as Jirair and Nerses stood at her side and waited for the Zabrak to be overtaken by the evil Spirit of the Fox mask.
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Post by Elikapeka Hekekia on Jun 26, 2023 5:07:27 GMT -8
White Mists Motel
Groaning when Saoirse, having alerted Lavigne to their presence by pointing at him, dashes off after the art thief, Aidan starts fluttering his wings to go after her, telling Lyov, "You better go back to the speeder and get ready to chase after Lavigne if we can't stop him before he gets to the speeder."
"You won't, Lyov tells the Gupin, able to sound so absolutely certain because he has seen in his visions the moments leading to Lavigne's capture so many times that he knows they never reach him before he gets to the speeder. Nodding towards where Saorise and the Houk are fighting, Lyov tells Aidan, Go help her, then adds, I am thinking of a Rancor," before turning and running towards Bria's airspeeder as she begins to chase after Lavigne, Ashla enabling Lyov to make the leap from the sidewalk into the passenger seat with athletic grace and ease.
"What do. . . " Aidan begins to ask after Lyov tells him he is thinking of a Rancor, and then, understanding the reason, grins as he starts walking across the street, using the image of a Rancor from Lyov's mind to change himself into one. As Aidan-as-a-Rancor reaches the motel's front parking lot, he sees Saoirse getting the breath knocked out of her by the Houk and then stumble backwards as the mists around the area suddenly seem to grow thicker and make seeing more than a few inches in front of him difficult. Assuming that it was Saoirse that force pushes the Houk into a wall, Adian-as-a-rancor lumbers over to the muscular alien as it tries to get up, hurtling one of his disproportionately long arms out and capturing the hulking Houk in his huge fist.
Lifting the Houk into the air, unsure what exactly to do with him now that he has him wrapped in a fist, Aidan-as-a-Rancor stamps heavily around to where Saoirse had been, looking a bit confused when he sees she is no longer there, nor, as the mists begin to clear somewhat and he can see further around him than before, does he see her anywhere nearby. Holding the Houk in one fist, Aidan-as-a-Rancor waves to Veda with the other as she comes running around from the other side of the building.
"Are you okay? Veda asks Aidan-as-a-Rancor, looking concerned as she adds ominously, I felt something Dark in the Force a moment ago."
Aidan-as-a-Rancor says, "I'm fine, then, feeling as though he does not want to know the answer, asks, You didn't see Saoirse by any chance, did you? After Veda shakes her head with a worried look even her face veil cannot conceal, Aidan moans, I have a bad feeling about this."
Bria, narrowing her eyes as she jerks the airspeeder's steering yoke way back to take it up and over Lavigne's speeder as he tries to lose them by darting around a massive hoverdumpster, sees Lyov stand up in the passenger seat beside her, then takes the speeder over to the left as he uses hand gestures to guide her into position over Lavigne's vehicle as it soars beneath them.
As he is leaping over the side of the airpseeder and dropping down towards Lavigne's passenger seat, Ashla makes Lyov aware of the confusion and worry coming from Aidan and Veda, and feels a sinking feeling in his stomach as he realizes that he can sense nothing from Saoirse, and is so distracted that he nearly misses the opportunity to adjust the angle of his fall when Lavigne tries to maneuver around a hovercab.
Easily subduing Lavigne with a precisely aimed strike to the carotid artery on the side of his neck with the exact amount of force needed to cause a knockout rather than death, Lyov moves the unconscious art thief into the passenger seat as he himself moves into the pilot's seat, calling on Ashla to, with Her aid, communicate to Bria that he has Lavigne, after which he instructs her to return to the motel, hoping against hope that the fact he still cannot sense Saoirse's presence in Ashla's currents does not mean anything too dire has happened; all the while trying to cast his awareness further out into Ashla's currents to try and gain any sense of Saoirse as he pilots Lavigne's speeder back towards the motel to learn from Aidan and Veda what has transpired.
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Post by Saoirse Beirne on Jun 26, 2023 9:01:38 GMT -8
Several moments later, they were back at the villa and Nerses deposited Saoirse’s body on the ground before Vasilisa who was wearing her own cat mask and a wicked smile behind it. “Well done…” Said she as she retrieved the fox mask that was possessed by someone in the Mecrosa Order before and placed it upon the Zabrak's face. Already rejoicing at what was to come as Jirair and Nerses stood at her side and waited for the Zabrak to be overtaken by the evil Spirit of the Fox mask.The mask that Vasilisa places onto Saoirse's face was, prior to being stolen by Lavigne, in the private collection of Abrecht Klein, a former First Order Moff that had purchased the exquisite fox mask from an antique shop on Tanya for the improbable low price of only 50 credits. Arjun Yadav, a homeless vagrant, had sold the mask to the antique shop after discovering it behind a false wall above a mantle piece in a condemned building on the outskirts of an old city on Pella. Prior to its discovery in the false wall, the mask had last been in the possession of a Jedi archaeologist, Martina Barone, who had reported finding the mask in the tomb of Darth Leaga. Shortly after reporting her discovery of the mask, Jedi Knight Barone went missing herself, the mask not showing up again until Arjun found it in the false wall. It should be noted, however, that during those years there were many reports of fox mask wearing criminals, assassins, and terrorists that all had ties to Dark Side aligned groups or orders throughout the Tapani Sector.
Her eyes having only just begun to flutter open as the fox mask is placed onto her face, Saoirse has no time to prepare herself for what follows. The moment the mask touches her skin Saoirse's consciousness is drawn inwards to the threshold of her mind in response to the malignant spirit of the mask's original owner that has lived on through the fox mask as it surges forward to invade her mind so that it can supplant her consciousness with its own.
Saoirse perceives the battleground as a plain white room with its only feature being a door in the wall behind her that she somehow knows she must protect at all costs, and perceives her foe, at first, as a featureless Shadow hurtling towards her. Lifting her arms, the palms of her hands facing the Shadow, Saoirse tries to use the Force to push it back. The Shadow's advance is halted by Saoirse's gesture, which is merely her perception of the marshalling of her will against that of the Shadow. Saoirse takes a step forward. trying to push the Shadow further away from the door, and then another step when she succeeds in taking the first. The second step is the last Saoirse manages to take, the Shadow that was featureless before suddenly taking on a masculine humanoid form that mirrors her posture with its arms held out and its palms facing towards her as they pit their wills against one another for possession of her mind and body.
The masculine form takes one step and then a second towards her and the door she knows she must protect, and Saoirse feels the air around her grow cold as a sense of dismay and fear grabs hold of her. Taking strength from Saoirse's rising level of fear, the form takes another step and then another, each easier than the last as Saoirse's fear grows and becomes sheer terror. Saoirse takes her first step back, feeling the form's will battering against her harder and faster with each step it takes towards her, and then is thrown back into the door behind her when the next surge of the form's power proves too much for her to withstand.
The form rushes towards Saoirse in a violent flurry of motion, pinning her against the door and taking on even more substance as it places a hand on her forehead and tries to force her mind open. Struggle as she might, Saoirse cannot free herself from the form's grip and all too soon feels the form's will penetrating her mind. After the initial violation has been completed, the form knows the battle is won and wastes no time in spilling its spirit from the mask and into the Zabrak. As the spirit forces itself upon her, there is a brief moment where Saoirse and the spirit are one and she knows everything about who it is that claims possession of her body just as the spirit knows everything about her.
Born sometime during the 200 year period when members of the Mecrosa Order were known to consult Sith holocrons and dabble in the Dark Side of the Force, Vladislay Dragnea was among those that delved deepest into the esoteric knowledge and arts contained within the holocrons, acquiring many dark and terrible skills in his thirst for knowledge and power. One of the most profane and taboo arts that Vladislay learned was that of transferring his spirit into his battle mask, fashioned in the likeness of a Vulptex, so that he would live on in it after death and be able to possess anyone that wore the mask.
Vladislay was killed during the Cleansing of the Nine Houses when the Jedi Order and House Pelagia battled the Mecrosa Order, his mask lost to history until it was found by Darth Leaga, beginning the chain of events that brought the mask, and now through it Dragnea in the Zabrak Jedi Initiate's body, to Umgul.
The body of the Zabrak, which had thrashed and convulsed while the brief, one-sided battle of wills was fought within her mind arches its back and screams as Dragnea's spirit achieves its victory, and then collapses and becomes still for a moment. Rising into a seated position, the Zabrak emits a cold, cruel laugh and then stands up and brushes the dust from its clothes before clasping its hands behind its back in a dignified manner as it looks around at its surroundings. The plain white mask shifts and becomes more complex as Dragnea's hold on the body strengthens and becomes absolute, taking on a more terrifying aspect.
Dragnea, in full possession of the body with its original owner now entombed and trapped deep within the mind he has seized, buries his presence in the Force as (s)he appraises the trio of beings that must be responsible for his latest resurrection for a moment before bowing to them as (s)he says in a cool, refined voice with a heavy Tapani Sector accent, "I am Vladislay Dragnea, and I am in your debt. Tell me, how can I repay you for this new body you have allowed me to possess?" |
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Atlantis Vyridian
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Post by Atlantis Vyridian on Jun 26, 2023 14:50:00 GMT -8
“A seed was once planted here, unfortunately was unable to grow…” Vasilisa had been the first one to speak behind her cat mask answering how Vladislay could repay the debt. After all they were Mecrosa Order, and surely their objectives aligned, did it now? At least that was what to believe as they rebuilt their Order to be stronger and better, and as she said, a plot had begun here but never truly came to fruition.
“I am Vasilisa Sobol, and these are Nerses, and Jirair…” She introduced herself and pointed at each of her companion as she spoke their names.
“We obviously would want to bring back the glory of the Order as it once was.” Nerses spoke as he felt a hand on his forearm as if to shut him up, that he wasn’t supposed to be the one doing the talking now.
“Now, now, dear. Please do be a darling, and see if our perimeter is secure.”
Jirair could not help but to smirk behind his mask, Nerses always tried to speak out of turn, or even get ahead, but it seemed like he definitely still had a lot to learn.
“There is still that matter of Lyov, he was there when we acquired that body.” Jirair explained as he gestured to the Zabrak now possessed by Vladislay. “We should bring him back into the fold first, after all, he must have acquired relevant information…”
“But of course.” Delighted by that thought, Vasilisa never could understand why Lyov would waste his time with that Zeltron back then and taking her as his apprentice when they could have probably by now controlled this planet. “See Lyov Entin return to us, and then expand the Order’s influence here by subduing the Jedi on this planet first, then taking over the control of the government.” It was a hard ask, and one that would be a long term plan, but Vasilisa just enjoyed taking things over, piece, by piece…
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Post by Saoirse Beirne on Jun 26, 2023 18:14:52 GMT -8
As (s)he listens to those that have facilitated his resurrection, Dragnea lifts the arms of the body that he has possessed to examine the intricate tattoos covering the limbs, and them claps the hands behind the body's back once more as (s)he speaks once Vasilisa has explained her plan, "You chose my vessel better than you could have imagined, Vasilisa. It knows your Lyov Entin and the Jedi of this world well. And, as I know all it knows, I have all the knowledge we need to see that your plans come to fruition."
The Zabrak's eyes glow a fiery apocalyptic orange and yellow within the shadowed eye slits of the sinister Vulptex mask as (s)he says, "I could fetch Entin for you, certainly. If what this creature believes is true, however, the Jedi of this world, the Mist Order, may have weakened him so much in their efforts to rehabilitate him that he would be of no use to you even if he could be turned against them. On the other hand, the Zabrak's voice takes on a sly, cunning tone as it dismisses the subject of Entin for now, the Mist Order will be coming in search of this creature you have gifted to me. One of the Mist Order's leaders, their Grandmaster Atlantis Vyridian, learned of this creature's abilities and is close to it. It is likely, therefore, Vyridian will be among those seeking this creature out. Gesturing to Vasilisa, (s)he asks, You wish to subdue the Jedi of this world? Strike at their heart now, before they know that we have declared war upon them. With the Grandmaster and, it is to be hoped, his closest and strongest companions searching for this creature, their home will be all but undefended. I propose we take it from them, (s)he points to Vasilisa, you and I. With their other students as our hostages, they would not dare to move against us as we make this world our own."
Gesturing to Jirair and Nerses, the Zabrak proposes, "Send our Hare and Serpent to Entin to distract the Mist Order even more than they will be distracted by this creature's disappearance and the search for it while we take their home from them. If they can bring Entin back into the fold, so much the better. If Entin will not be turned, the Zabrak shrugs a shoulder dismissively, let them put an end to him before his rehabilitation can turn our former Dark brother into a slave to the Light. Lifting its arms out to Vasilisa as though offering the plan it has suggested to her as a gift, the Zabrak asks, What say you, Vasilisa Sobol? Shall we make our first move a bold and decisive one?"
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Elikapeka Hekekia
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Post by Elikapeka Hekekia on Jun 27, 2023 0:08:23 GMT -8
White Mists Motel
Aidan-as-a-Rancor is still clutching the Houk in one of his massive fists when Bria and Lyov return to the motel's parking lot, feeling his hopes that Saoirse might have somehow raced off to join them dashed when he sees that she is not with them. Lumbering over to the airspeeder Lyov is stepping out of, Aidan-as-a-Rancor sees Lavigne unconscious in the passenger seat and asks, "Has he told you anyth . . ."
Lyov, holding up a hand to stop the Gupin-currently-in-the-form-of-a-Rancor from talking as, scanning the area for Saoirse even though he knows he will not find her here, he asks in a concerned tone despite knowing the answer to his question, "Saoirse, did you see who . . ."
Shaking his huge head, rivulets of drool spraying from his jowls, Aidan-as-a-Rancor says worriedly, "No, one minute she was there, and the next . . . "
Lyov clenches his right hand into a fist and rests it against his forehead, reminding himself of the need to stay calm even though he feels anything but, hating that his first thought is a selfish, self-centered one; his concern about being blamed for whatever has happened or will happen to Saoirse briefly seeming more important than his concern for her safety and well-being. The selfishness does not last long, replaced with the determination to find Saoirse and free her from whoever has taken her, and Lyov clenches his jaw as he turns to the speeder Lavigne is laying unconscious in, anger joining the determination he feels despite his best efforts to keep himself from allowing it to rise within him. Not trusting himself to question Lavigne and keep his fury in check, Lyov tells Aidan-as-a-Rancor, "You need to question Lavigne, find out what he knows about who he stole the mask for. I think whoever it was is responsible for Saoirse's disappearance, Lyov feels a cold finger of fear trace its way down his spine as he realizes what danger the mask may have contained and tells Aidan-as-a-Rancor, I fear your theory about the mask was not unfounded, Padawn Aidan, and we must act quickly if we are to prevent anything further than what I fear may already have happened from transpiring. And Aidan, no need for diplomacy this time."
Nodding his huge head, Aidan-as-a-Rancor stomps to the speeder and wraps Lavigne up in his free hand to lift him from the airspeeder's passenger seat. Shaking the Er'kit around and roaring loudly, spraying Lavigne with drool, Aidan-as-a-Rancor rumbles, "Wake up vile fiend! You are going to give us some answers!"
Lavigne, shaking his head and struggling to free himself from the Rancor's fist, squeaks in alarm as he takes in his present situation, "What? What do you want? What's going on?"
Bringing Lavigne closer to his tooth filled maw, Aidan-as-a-Rancor roars, "The mask, Lavigne! Who did you steal it for! Shaking the Er'kit around and then dangling him over his mouth threateningly, he suggests, Talk fast, scum!"
Eyes wide with fear, trembling like a leaf, Lavigne squeaks as fast as he can, "Rich art collectors, I swear! They, they have a villa!!! Ou. . . outside the city!! I can take you there, I will, I swear it!!"
Dropping the Er'kit at Lyov's feet, Aidan-as-a-Rancor looks at the Houk in his other fist and, shrugging his massive, slumped shoulders, flicks the alien's skull to knock him unconscious. Letting the Houk fall to the ground, Aidan-as-a-Rancor tell Lyov, "Go, go! Take him and go, we'll be right behind you! Letting his shape shift back to his own as Lyov grabs the terrified Lavingne and tosses him into the airspeeder's passenger seat, Aidan motions for Veda to follow him as he flaps his tiny wings to head for the speeder Bria is piloting, Come on, let's go!"
Moments later, with Lavigne guiding Lyov, the airspeeders are both racing through the city towards the villa where they hope to find Saoirse, not knowing that she is, in a sense, no longer there to be found.
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Atlantis Vyridian
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Post by Atlantis Vyridian on Jun 27, 2023 12:32:10 GMT -8
Outside Umgul City — Private Villa
Riveted by the words spoken by Dragnea, Vasilisa’s wicked smile grew more and more at the suggestion of the Vulptex’s plan… Vasilisa could not help but to laugh at the plan, and quite frankly astute way they could undermine quicker the Jedi’s presence on this planet.
While Lyov Entin’s rehabilitation news had been an unfortunate news to her, for the rest, she could already imagine how once the Academy has fallen, the Grandmaster would potentially be overcome with rage and grief.
“Yes, yes, yes!” She agreed with undisguised sinister glee before turning to look at Jirair and Nerses. “You heard the plan, you two distract Entin and whomever else join him, while Vladislay and I set for the Academy…” She ordered them with such finality that she was not to be questioned.
“How fortunate indeed to have come in the possession of that body, shall we then rebuild the reign of the Mercrosa Order on this planet once those insects are squatted.” Vasilisa motioned for Dragnea to follow her knowing that both of them could carry on and be undetected by the ones searching for the Zabrak, Vasilisa led the way to the Academy deciding that probably speeding there while maintaining their stealth, and avoiding the direct route would be best for a
surprise.
Nerses was already smiling behind his mask at how ingenious the plan was, further than that he was actually taking joy in the fact that despite he had been with Jirair that moment when they had come into possession of the Zabrak’s body, he was already rejoicing in the success and the gratification of being valued. He had solely inclined his head at Vasilisa, already thinking of ways on how they could celebrate once victory was achieved, turning to head outside of the villa knowing that they would be receiving a visit soon…
Jirair was impartial to it all, yes he listened, and yes he knew that was a sound plan, but how much companions did the Grandmaster have, surely there were several, or in their hubris would they even send them all here in search of the Zabrak, and would they even leave the Academy undefended? Jirair liked the plan, but he also did not particularly like for it was too brash, and he was very certain that there were other variables that they had not considered. Unfortunately though Vasilisa had made her mind, and thus he could only follow the order and turn away as he headed outside of the villa awaiting for Lyov Entin and his companions.Atlantis who was followed by Mace, as he led the way following the airspeeder’s location accelerated his speederbike to catch up on them as he clearly did not want them to face this alone. He and Mace might have broken the rules by violating the speed limit but he did not care. Thankfully they were heading outside of the City and thus made this even easier for him to avoid traffic altogether and stop being mindful of it.
The image he had seen in his vision earlier when he felt Saoirse struggling was comprised of four dark shadowy figures, but as he got closer and even started reaching Lyov, which whomever he was with but also Bria and Aidan, Atlantis pointed to his eyes and showed two fingers to indicate that there were those two masked people, the Rabbit and the Snake that seemed to be waiting for them, and who seemed to have activated their lightsabers too, and surprise surprise, it came in Red, obviously.
Getting off the airspeeder and summoning one of his hilts that was located to his right forearm. Atlantis looked at Lyov once he had stepped out of the airspeeder he was maneuvering and silently tossed his blue hued lightsaber that contained a Kasha and Lorrdian crystals before inclining his head knowingly, there was no hate in his gaze, there was no anger either, there was just respect and determination.
His signature was still hidden in the Force but that was not his problem, for it seemed that even those before him were probably trying to gauge them and the Kiffar Master who had just arrived, but then suddenly he saw two silhouettes speeding away and he furrowed his eyebrows following the direction of where they were speeding to, it was blurred, so he couldn’t make much of it but it seemed like… No!
“Aidan, Bria, and Veda you three go back to the Academy now. Find your Master, Aidan, and tell the droid to pull him out of his trance, lest you know the words.” Atlantis ordered them as he certainly had another bad feeling about this, and while they were two Dark Siders standing there, it seemed like two others were heading for the Academy.
“Who are they, Lyov?” Atlantis asked him in a low tone as he slowly and gradually called upon the Force to be ready. That was also the first time he had ever spoken to Lyov since that fateful day.“Lyov Entin, as I live and breathe, we were told of your unfortunate demise, we didn’t think that you would be gullible enough to think you’d be rehabilitated? Oh yes, Vladislay told us all about it, or should I say the Zabrak whom you have easily lost earlier…” Nerses goaded the Epicanthix, but also in a way he was trying to rile up the Grandmaster as from the information they had gotten previously, the Zabrak was close to the Grandmaster who he assumed to be the man who had just ordered those underlings away.
Jirair knew that there was something clearly amiss there, he had noticed the one he had come to know as Atlantis following a certain trajectory with his gaze, and then… Plus there was also that other woman with the Grandmaster, and who was she? One of his strongest companions? Jirair couldn’t say at all for her signature was also masked in the Force but there was one thing he knew, this was not going to be as smooth as Vasilisa and Vladislay thought it would be…
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Post by Elikapeka Hekekia on Jun 27, 2023 15:44:29 GMT -8
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Having just reached the Villa when Atlantis and Mace arrive on their speederbikes, Aidan, Bria and Veda have not even stepped out of their airspeeder when Grandmaster Vyridian orders them to return to the academy to find Master Delgrave and pull him out of his trance. Aidan alone looks conflicted about following the order given his determination to see the situation he inadvertently brought to a head by enlisting Saoirse's help in the hunt for Lavigne through to the end, but Bria takes the decision about following it out of the Gupin's hands when she gives Atlantis a nod and immediately takes their airspeeder up into the air and sets out for the academy as ordered.
Lyov, his expression one of commingled uncertainty and surprise, catches the lightsaber Atlantis tosses to him. Looking from the hilt, knowing full well what Atlantis expresses by entrusting the lightsaber to him from the lessons taught to him by the Jedi holocron and its AI gatekeeper, to Atlantis, Lyov inclines his head in respect and gratitude for the inspiring trust Atlantis has shown despite the history between them, hoping that he proves himself worthy of both the weapon and the trust Atlantis displays in offering it to him. Moving closer to Atlantis and Mace as he keeps a wary eye on the pair of masked warriors that, their red hued blades already ignited and humming sinisterly, stand ready to face Lyov and the Jedi from the Mist Order, Lyov replies to Atlantis' question in an even tone at odds with the clenched muscles visible in his jaw that reveal his struggle to keep his anger in check, "Members of the Mecrosa Order coven, the disgust in his tone as much for the Dark Side aligned coven as it is for his own past affiliation with them, adding to caution Atlantis about the level of threat they are likely to be facing, Not to be underestimated."
Keeping Atlantis' hilt down at his right side, not yet ignited even though he suspects it will not be much longer before the need arises to bring the symbolic weapon to life, Lyov turns his left side towards the pair of masked warriors as he replies to the serpent masked one that taunts him and Atlantis with knowledge he could only have learned from Saoirse - adding another level to his goading as it reveals that Lyov's worst fears are true, causing guilt and anger to rise within him even though Lyov had been on guard against those very things out of concern for where they could lead him - in what seems to Lyov an obvious ploy to incite a strong enough response from him or the two Jedi from the Mist Order that one or all of them rush hastily in to a fight that will likely prove to be more difficult than any of them imagine it will be despite their slight numerical advantage.
The name Vladislay seems familiar to Lyov, though his focus on the threat they face and his concern for Saoirse prevent him from searching his memories for whatever information about the spirit trapped in the fox mask they might contain. Setting the matter aside to explore another time, Lyov ignores the taunts of the Serpent masked warrior, instead coolly asking in a tightly controlled tone, "Where is she, the Zabrak? Tell us now, or suffer the consequences," no arrogance or boastfullness in his voice or posture, only sheer determination and confidence in his own abilities and those of the Jedi accompanying him to do whatever is required of them to rescue the Jedi Initiate ensnared by the spirit in the fox mask.
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Jun 28, 2023 1:29:47 GMT -8
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Always the silent type by nature, Mace got off her speederbike, her gaze on the members of the Mecrosa Order. There was nothing about her that seemed definite, for she, just like Atlantis, perpetually hid her signature mainly thanks to the Stygium crystal in one of her lightsabers, two of which she often carried. Usually Mace also often kept in check her latent abilities, but currently she had no shame in letting it roam free and even picked up some valuable information on the way, except from Lyov, of course, as he was an Epicanthix and breaking the barriers of his mind to go through was out of the question for her right now, for again she did not want to give out her hand, amongst other things . . .
Walking over to the right side of Lyov, having at least felt the emotions that were running through him right that instant, Mace who had recognized the lightsaber hilt that Atlantis had entrusted to the man, moved her hand down to his and gave it a slightly squeeze as if asking him to take advantage of that present gift that Atlantis had offered him, that Mace too supported with a faint smirk on the corner of her lips.
Removing her hand and also removing her gloves, Mace tucked those to her belt before retrieving her own lightsaber hilt holding it with her right hand as she looked at the one who had spoken. As expected, dark siders goading or even riling up people, Mace figured she would return the favor thanks to what she had come to find out when the human male was just echoing with recent events.
Before that though . . .
Not needing to focus further than she needed, except for locking on Lyov’s signature, she privately addressed both of the men with her to inform them both.
The spirit of the Fox mask overtook Saoirse, she is on the way to the Academy with the one wearing a cat mask, Vasilisa . . .
Even if she sounded calm, relatively calm despite the situation, Mace prior to the chase had informed her cousin that she and Atlantis would be leaving the Academy and had asked Ayla to return there immediately to make sure that at least there was another Master present, considering that Franz was in a trance.
“Nerses, is it?” Asked Mace with a somewhat uninterested tone, and probably she was showing her hand, but she knew that if there was one of the Mecrosa Order individual that would break, it would be him, and not the other one who was relatively silent for the time being and seemed more compose than anything. “Must be difficult to constantly be thrown in the sideline and be ordered like a dog only to be thrown into the slaughter.” The huge difference between Mace and Atlantis, Mace had no shame in skirting a very debatable side in handling situations, often times she would deescalate them, or sometimes just like presently she would return the favor and goad them into giving in to making the first move.
“Here I thought that the Snake would probably be more cunning than the Rabbit, but it seems like you are definitely less in favor than your friend there . . .” Mace probably ruffled his feathers and just pressed on a sensitive spot, and again she was very unapologetic about it, for in the end, she knew that this could not be resolved in diplomacy hence why she was also preparing for whichever attack would be coming from any of them . . .
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Post by Atlantis Vyridian on Jun 28, 2023 11:25:47 GMT -8
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Atlantis after having spoken to Lyov and receiving the man’s reply on who those were before them, slightly inclined his head to acknowledge also Lyov’s warnings. Atlantis was never one to underestimate his opponent(s) and he certainly wasn’t going to start how. The ease they controlled people to get or allegedly get what they want, that was something that Atlantis did not condone at all. He was still trying to scan the area to find, if there were others, but thusfar it seemed truly it was just those two Mercrosa, and after Lyov’s question to them about the Zabrak’s whereabouts, that was when everything started to be clearer to him.
Summoning his second lightsaber on his left hand and tightening his hold, Atlantis side stepped on the left so that they weren’t concentrated into one particular area that would make them an easy target. He knew that this wouldn’t end quickly. As he expected though, Mace got enough information, and just kept that link between the three of them as he unbuttoned his coat.
Then we need to end this quickly.
Or as quickly they could, but their numerical superiority at least would give them that edge, and also Mace taunting them back but also specifically targeting the Serpent mask individual told him to be wearier of the Hare masked one…
Whomever that woman was, she hit a nerve, and that was unacceptable to Nerses, who was fuming and just jumped in the woman’s direction bringing his blade down vertically before throwing a Force push in her direction to push her back. “This witch is mine!” He said with a growl.
Jirair far more composed was actually finding the whole thing delectable in the sense that the woman seemed to have seen right through that imbecile, but at the same time he knew he couldn’t deny the fact that they were too hasty in their plans although he was not going to give up at all, which was the reason why as they had been talking, Jirair was concentrating his might and taking from the Dark Side to control the environment they were in by increasing this time the humidity around them and making it more damp around Lyov and Atlantis to cause a chain reaction the moment he sent in a Force lightening in their direction…
At the entrance of the Villa, a familiar face, Zeltron formerly known as Helaine, walked out the door with a sinister grin on the corner of her lips for being awakened once more by Vasilisa Sobol…
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Post by Elikapeka Hekekia on Jun 28, 2023 15:26:02 GMT -8
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Feeling Mace's touch, Lyov looks over at her and, seeing the smirk on her lips and understanding then the meaning of the touch, inclines his head in silent thanks as he allows the Kasha crystal in the lightsaber Atlantis has entrusted to him to dispel the anger, guilt and concern for Saoirse that might distract him from any forewarning the Lorrdian crystal also included in the lightsaber's construction might bequeath to him about the actions their foes will take in the course of the battle yet to come.
Keeping a wary eye on the masked Mecrosa as Mace, after making him and Atlantis aware of what she has learned of Saoirse's fate, masterfully employs the Dun Möch technique to officially begin the battle, Lyov patiently watches for an opening in their foes responses to the attack to exploit. The serpent masked Mecrosa, apparently cut deepest by Mace's opening move, is the first to physically join the battle, his scarlet hued blade humming angrily as he launches an attack at the Kiffar.
The hare masked Mecrosa, while clearly more calculating and cautious than his comrade, does not take long in joining the fray, altering the environment around Lyov and Atlantis. The Lorrdian crystal's forewarning of why the Hare had increased the humidity level in the air around them gives Lyov enough time to lift his right arm out towards Atlantis and, lifting his first two fingers from his lightsaber's hilt, send a mild Force push in the Grandmaster's direction that sends him out of the Hare's line of attack just before incandescent streaks of crackling blue lightning erupt from Hare's fingertips and hit Lyov squarely in the chest before he can ignite the lightsaber entrusted to him and block the bolts.
Gritting his teeth, the bones in his chest and neck illuminated through his flesh as the lightning arcs through him and brings him to his knees, Lyov uses his left hand to prevent himself from collapsing onto his side as his body shudders and quakes, steam beginning to rise from his clothing as the Hare's electrifying assault goes on.
Lyov's release from Hare's attack comes from an unexpected source, Helaine - her former beauty ravaged now by decay and rot - moving from the door and grasping Hare's wrist with her skeletal fingers that have only a few tatters of flesh covering the bones and sinew beneath them, forcing his arm down as she tells the Mecrosa in a childishly breathy voice, "Naughty, naughty. It would be ever so selfish of you to deny me the pleasure of playing with my dear, dear former Master, and then nods her rotted chin towards at Atlantis and giggles as she tells Hare, You can play with that one instead. Releasing Hare's wrist, Helaine gives him a playful wave over her ruined shoulder and says, I do hope you have fun."
Lyov rises painfully to his feet as Helaine skips towards him, her lightsaber hilt currently held in one of the hands clasped behind her back, staggering back a step as he assumes a defensive stance with his left side facing the reanimated Zeltron, keeping the lightsaber Atlantis entrusted to him unignited still as he holds it down on his right side.
Tsking with a shake of her head, Helaine stops skipping once she has come within what she judges to be an acceptably safe point in which to taunt her old Master before closing in for the kill, telling Lyov with a theatrically exaggerated concerned expression, "That looked ever so very painful, do you need a moment to recover? Tilting her head to the side when Lyov does not answer, Helaine asks, Haven't you missed me so? Aren't you happy to see me, love? You don't look pleased, she pouts as best as what remains of her lips and cheeks permit her to, That makes me so very, very . . ." as she begins voicing the second very Helaine lunges forward, her left arm swinging out as she ignites her red hued lightsaber and darts it towards Lyov's throat.
Sliding his right foot around towards the back of his left to dodge the strike, Lyov's left hand lunges out and closes over Helaine's wrist, trapping it and allowing him to take a step back, planting his right leg and launching a vicious kick into the resurrected Zeltron's sternum that, as he releases his hold on her wrist when the kick lands, sends her sailing backwards several feet as she struggles to keep from falling down.
Looking more amused than a corpse with a fresh, gaping hole in the rotted flesh over it's sternum has any right to be, Helaine laughs as she points her humming lightsaber at Lyov and says tauntingly, "Well, at least your silly little attempt to play at being a Jedi has not made you any slower. I wouldn't want this to be too easy, that would be ever so very dull." Her frustration at Lyov's continued silence and arrogant display of not igniting his lightsaber makes Helaine's smile falter as she begins circling to Lyov's left slowly, waiting for him to make the next move . . .
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Jun 29, 2023 3:56:48 GMT -8
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It wasn’t arrogance coursing through her, it wasn’t any of those things where she thought she was better or stronger than her opponent, Mace just knew that there was reason she had those gifts in her arsenal, and one of those was her innate ability to read people’s mind whenever possible. It turns out the one wearing the Serpent mask showed too much recklessness, and was overconfident to the point that he would do anything to prove his worth . . .
Exactly knowing what he was about to do, Mace backed one of her feet to roll forward on the ground when Nerses jumped in her direction before spryly standing up straight before aiming the back of her lightsaber hilt to his lumbar spinal cord when he sent a Force push to briefly incapacitate him or make him lose his balance as Mace jumped forward pivoting to face him.
Feeling the immediate shock in his spinal cord, Nerses groaned and stumbled forward briefly before turning with his lightsaber in front of him expecting an attack, one that did not come just yet as he watched wearily and angrily the woman before him. His eyes flashing with anger as everything about her just reminded him of Vasilisa too in a way, the control she exhibited but there was a certain poise and calmness also. Yet he still couldn’t get a read on the woman before him who seemed to know a whole lot more.
“I will destroy you. You will regret talking to me that way” Said the Serpent masked throwing venom in his tone. “You won’t be able to stop us from overtaking the planet and make everyone bend their knees to the Mecrosa Order.”
Completely unphased by his threat, Mace kept looking at Nerses and finally ignited her lightsaber the moment she saw him lunging at her, her cyan saber clashed with his red one quickly and probably in a blur as the speed between them increased. . .
Nerses had jumped back and attempted to throw another push in her direction which she countered with one of her own causing the mists around them to dissipate entirely, but the whole time she was, unbeknownst to him, perhaps one step ahead and exactly knew what to expect. Still she was silent and focused on her opponent at hand that she had completely shut off all the happenings around her.
As they found themselves at a crossroad again, blade against blade forcing one another to yield, Mace finally spoke. “Pity the world you have imagined by her side will never be one you get to experience.” Kneeing him on his genitalia, and disarming him by bringing her blade under his hand, Mace moved quickly slashed his mask from left to right before aiming for his neck area in an horizontal motion for a sai cha . . .
Watching not without complete remorse, Mace took a step back as first Nerses’ head fell on the side before his body followed. Gritting her teeth and sneering briefly, Mace stomped on his face to destroy entirely the mask he was wearing and even crushing the head entirely before sparking a flame with her lightsaber to burn the man’s body. . .
Finally disactivating her lightsaber, Mace could once again focus entirely on her surrounding and the men she was with, she also knew that their duels would be coming to an end too.
“We need to go to the Academy, Ayla started reaching into Saoirse’s mind, but I am afraid that only you can free her from Vladislay Dragnea’s possession.” Whether it was both Lyov and Atlantis, a probability, after all Lyov would be knowledgeable on the one who possessed the Zabrak, and Atlantis had a stronger bond with her than any of them.
Without waiting further though, Mace got back to her speederbike to head back for the Academy where she knew that they still had their work cut out for them.
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Post by Atlantis Vyridian on Jun 29, 2023 14:31:00 GMT -8
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Atlantis had been pushed back by the mild push from Lyov which got him to look at the Epicanthix with wide eyes in shock and worry as Lyov had been hit by the Force lightening from the Hare masked individual, Atlantis was about to manipulate the mists to solidify them and block the lightening but he noticed that decaying body walking out of the villa and stopping Jirair’s assault on Lyov.
Furrowing his eyebrows, Atlantis recognized that decaying corpse and grimaced at the sight, that same tone of voice, well that was a damn sick joke.
Jirair, with undisguised disgust for being touched by that, looked at the decaying corpse of Helaine Orlov, once Mecrosa as well and apprentice to Lyov Entin, brought back by Vasilisa before parting the villa, apparently as a token of appreciation to Lyov, to remind him of what he wasted his time with. “Orders are to bring him back to the fold, do so.” Jirair told her in staccato to emphasize that she was brought back for a reason, and not to fool around.
Turning his attention to his defacto foe, Jirair brought his saber up as he looked at the Grandmaster of the Order on this planet as he ignited his yellow hued lightsaber. Jirair wasn’t expecting that at all, curiouser and curiouser, who were the Jedis on this planet?! Knowing that he could no longer stall, Jirair advanced towards the and launched his first offensive strike that was parried by Atlantis efficiently. Exchanging several blows as their blades kept coming in contact, Jirair knew that the man moved easily and probably knew several forms too.
Atlantis kept his focus on the Hare masked mostly defending at that point and took note on his opponent dominant hand, and side on each blow he parried. There was that moment where Jirair took a step back making Atlantis send a Force push by his foot to make him loose balance before charging and switching style.
They were evenly matched there was no doubt there as they returned blow for blow but there was also that difference, Jirair was starting to exhaust himself with the altering of the environment and the force lightening he had previously sent, Atlantis was still focused and didn’t use any other Force powers but just sheer willingness to tire his opponent quickly and to make him do a mistake.
That mistake came when Jirair thinking that he had the upper hand as Atlantis had his blade right before him absorbing the lightening coming from Jirair’s fingertips, Atlantis could tell that the man wouldn’t last longer than potentially he had intended to last and win this fight. Unfortunately for him, Atlantis had returned the favor and also had concentrated the humidity around Jirair and used his own lightening to spark that chain reaction in his close proximity.
Knowing that he only had that quick window Atlantis lunged towards him to disarm him catching the man’s lightsaber and using his own saber to impale him straight to the heart. Releasing the hilt that wasn’t his, Atlantis whose eyes were locked onto Jirair’s, which widened from the impact he brought his hand up to the mask to uncover his face. Not because Atlantis wanted to see the man’s face but because he also wanted to destroy this mask that was already tainted by the Dark Side.
Regaining his breath and just breathing softly, while usually he tried to show some clemency, Atlantis knew that he couldn’t take any chance here, especially when there was that situation also at the Academy. Dropping the mask on the ground and stomping on it to destroy it, Atlantis who was silent, perhaps even more silent that Mace, just sparked a flame with his lightsaber to burn the Mecrosa individual’s body…
He did despise taking lives, but at the same time he knew that he didn’t have a choice, hence why when he walked up to Mace around the same time as Lyov, Atlantis looked at the Kiffar Master and was immediately brought back to that other pressing matter at hand.
Saoirse being possessed…
Looking at Lyov and inclining his head, Atlantis got on his speederbike as well telling Lyov to just get behind him as the airspeeder he had come with Lavingne, well the fiend must have left while the three of them were busy.
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Post by Elikapeka Hekekia on Jul 1, 2023 9:53:27 GMT -8
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Though he knows from what Mace, having dispatched her opponent with alacrity and mercilessness, tells him and Atlantis as they each square off against their opponents that the Kiffar feels they will be needed to help Ayla free Saoirse from possession by Dragnea, Lyov does not allow impatience to drive him into attacking heedlessly; calling on Ashla instead to guide him, feeling Her answering by filling him with Her grace and protection.
Lyov trained Helaine, lived with her for years as her Master and more, and Ashla's gentle reminder of those facts allows him to wait for Helaine to attack, knowing that her weakness has always been her overconfidence and her frustration with waiting. Moving only to keep Helaine in front of him as she circles warily around him, Lyov knows it is only a matter of time before she grows bored and frustrated with his silence and his inaction.
Helaine, as expected, cannot abide long the silence or passivity of her former Master, and so she heaves a theatrical sigh and says, "Bored n. . ."
Lunging as Helaine begins to speak, Lyov ducks beneath her crimson hued lightsaber as she swings it out horizontally at the level of his neck wildly while stepping back in surprise. Pivoting his right wrist out to the side and igniting Atlantis' cerulean colored lightsaber at last, Lyov rises up quickly and bats Helaine's lightsaber aside as she tries to slash it back towards him, their sapphire and ruby blades meeting and hissing, spitting sparks as they meet. Lifting his left hand, feeling no anger, only pity for his reanimated former apprentice and lover, Lyov makes a fist as he telekinetically grips the decaying Zelton's head and then crushes it to a pulp, sending her back to whatever realm it was that Vasilisa pulled her from.
Not even pausing to watch the corpse fall, Lyov extinguishes Atlantis' lightsaber and turns to the Mist Order's Grandmaster, answering the silent bow he is given with one of his own before running to get on the back of Atlantis' speederbike, hanging on as they race to the academy to put an end to the travesty set in motion by Lavigne's theft of the ancient, possessed Vulptex mask.
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Post by Elikapeka Hekekia on Jul 7, 2023 3:49:18 GMT -8
Umgul City - Outside of TaSpa!
Nazani, rubbing her neck as she and her partner, Cleite make their way to their speeder after talking with TaSpa!'s owner, Cosimo Sapora, says, "Well, I guess our next step is to head to the Mist Order's academy and talk to Delgrave, see if he noticed anyone watching it before it . . ."
"She, Cleite says evenly, then suggests, Why don't you let me do the talking? Nodding her chin towards the datapad Nazani is scrolling through, she adds, Page 76, 3rd paragraph. Delgrave was the one who reported Ibori missing, and there isn't anything in there about him . . ."
Nazani, arching an eyebrow as she scrolls to page 76 and sees Cleite is right about what it contains, says, "You have one helluva good memory, partner. Shrugging as she reads through Delgrave's statement, Nazani says, The uni taking the report didn't ask about anyone suspicious watching it . . . her, just the usual stuff about when he last saw her, did she ever mention any enemies, that kind of thing. He still might remember something useful that will get us closer to a suspect."
Cleite, getting into the airspeeder's driver's seat, says, "Maybe. It was a long time ago though, and he'd probably have mentioned something like that, don't you think? Pointing at a security camera on a traffic light, she says, I'll put in a request for footage from the cams around TaSpa! and her apartment, we can go through that and see if anything jumps out."
Nazani, buckling in as Cleite takes their speeder up, points out, "Footage might not be stored that far back, and even if it is, that's a lot of of hours to clear with the Commish."
Cleite, bringing them on course for the Mist Order's academy, shrugs as she says, "I'll go through it on my own time if he won't sign off on the hours."
Laughing, Nazani asks, "You don't have much of a personal life, do you? Lifting her hands in apology as Cleite arches an eyebrow by way of reply, Nazani says, Hey, no judgement, I'm just sayin' that's a big time commitment partner, let's hope Niyol is in a giving mood when the request crosses his desk."
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Jul 10, 2023 11:41:18 GMT -8
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Looking at the camera that seemed to still be deactivated, Horsea sighed and shook her hear turning to face Lana’s apartment.
She is . . . Started to say Forcias, having heard what Horsea had told him, and filled him in finally on that message her got that very morning, and since technically they weren’t in a private location so to speak, they often addressed one another privately.
Yes, hence why I am here now, and also why you were told by Mace this morning to go there with Lucy.
Removing her glove, Horsea finally placed her hand on the doorhandle of Lana’s apartment closing her eyes, the recent memory wasn’t one that she wanted, as she only saw Lana stepping out, but the previous one, that was the one . . .
Lana was infuriated and was clutching onto her bag and something else, maybe that something else could be the key. Since Horsea couldn’t find that said damning evidence at least. Delaana had been recalled, and apparently there was another Chume'doro here, but there was no logs about whomever that was, and the memory of that said person resided in the Hapan’s mind, but again this was a government matter, and neither Mace nor Ayla would step into, therefore it was her job to figure it out.
Anything? Asked Forcias.
Shaking her head before gesturing to him to follow her outside, Horsea finally looked at him. “It’s not here that I’ll find it. Probably will have to talk to the Major and see what else she was holding yesterday . . .”
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Post by Elikapeka Hekekia on Jul 11, 2023 0:49:31 GMT -8
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Rejoining Forcias and Horsea after speaking with the apartment complex's security manager, Lucine puts her hands in the side pockets of her flight jacket as she tells them, "Security guy checked the cam footage from the lobby and all the exterior and interior exits, shrugging as she says in a tone suggesting she had expected as much, No joy, then leans against the wall beside the door to Wan's apartment as she relays what she learned at UDF HQ while jumping through the hoops needed for her to be officially reinstated, From what Marshal Mistal learned from our intelligence dorks about the Chume'doro, the chick that gave Wan the Queen Mum's message was probs from their Investigative Branch. If so, Lucine says with a sigh, the chick's a ghost, highly trained in stealth and surveillance. We ain't, Lucine concludes, gonna find her unless she wants to be found, which, she grins with another shrug, she won't wanna. Might even already be headed back home, Lucine suggests as she pushes off the wall, now that Wan is getting ready to do that herself, with, she sighs as though resigned to a life of misery thanks to her principle, us, she nods her chin at Forcias who has been dragged into the Hapes mess along with her since his unique Force ability to navigate or some crap will help them get through the Transitory Mists that make traveling to the Hapes Cluster a real bitch, along for the ride. We're wasting our time," Lucine concludes, of the opinion that things are past the point where locating the Chume'doro messenger sent by the Queen or validating she was ever on Umgul at all will not change anything that is going to happen now that Wan has decided to face the music.
Trying to see the positive side of things, Lucine tells Horsea, "Anyway, how bad could visiting a planet where dudes are considered second class citizens be? Sticking her tongue out at Forcias playfully, Lucine asks, Bet'cha can't wait to get there, right bae?"
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Jul 11, 2023 4:23:00 GMT -8
Solstice Apartments
Horsea looked at Lucine when she joined them and figured that was the case, and therefore was not surprised at all. However, there was still that hail mary so to speak. “I don’t know, Luce, from the emotions I got from Delaana,” Began to say Horsea while pointing at the door handle of the Hapan’s apartment. “I do not think that she will be gone any time soon, at least not until she made sure that Major Wan is on her way to Hapes.” The anger she felt from the Hapan when she touched the handle, she could only assume that it had something to do with the said visit from the Chume'doro, and perhaps they did exchange a few words.
“And we do not necessarily need to find her, per se, what we need is irrefutable proof that she was here, orders from Andros. And I have an idea, I’ll be needing to speak with Delaana.”
Horsea looked from Lucine to Forcias with an amused grin. Forcias just seemed casual about it, and actually not much concerned about all of that. “Trust the process, sweetheart.” Winking knowingly, because honestly while he did reveal a few things, or several things to her the previous night, she also had to come to realize that there were things that were being done for a valid reason that perhaps all of them did not understand, but they knew enough that it was important.
“Oh like it would change much for me anyways, visiting that planet or not, have you seen the both of you?” Asked Forcias playfully who had just received a punch on his shoulder and a glare from Horsea before she shook her head.
“Anyways, I better get back to HQ, and also take a shower, that situation at the Academy was just . . .” Shuddering from remembering those corpses around and just the smell honestly, Horsea turned to leave the apartment complex, as Forcias wrapped an arm around Lucy shoulders.
“Zombies, Krayt Dragon, and Horsea stabbing a baddie at the back of her head because she was Force screaming at us.” Forcias updated her on what happened at the Academy and the alert they both got while Luce was doing her testing back at UDF HQ, and only when she was done, did he inform her that they were here. . .
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