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 Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 1:07 pm
Rook blasted a couple of the guards, but they kept on coming. She backed into one of the rooms and crouched down in the doorway, using it as cover. The prototype she was using was proving its worth, punching through the guards' armor like it was paper. After clearing the hallway, she entered the room fully and closed the door.
She went through other adjoining rooms, making her way through the facility while trying to avoid the main halls. Soon she came to a larger room, and saw a horrific sight that stopped her dead in her tracks...
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 1:20 pm
"Let me show you how to do that correctly," Marie whispered in Jakar's ear, appearing behind him suddenly. She quickly grabbed him around his waist with one arm, using the Force to hold him still. She then ran her hand down his right arm, caressing his skin until her hand met with his. Marie laid each finger overtop of his, and raised his hand to point at one of the larger weapon racks on the far wall.
She then dug her nails into his stomach, using his pain and her inner fury to launch a blast of lightning from both of their hands. The lightning arced across the room, playing across the various exotic items on the walls and filling the air with the smell of ozone.
Even after they had all been cast aside, she held him there,
pouring her power into him and focusing it out through their hands...
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 4:15 pm
Ritt gave a sigh of relief as she pulled out. Pulling up, he came out of the field and sighed. He circled back to the squadron, calming himself down from the dodging exercise.
"Looks like you're not quite ready to know your own limits, Aurora. Impressive as you might be behind the stick in such a short time, these are new fighters. Don't do anything stupid. We're heading back, we've been out here for almost an hour..."
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 4:44 pm
Jakar watched the storm of lightning protrude from his fingertips, then started feeling the pain in his stomach again. "You can let go of me now," Jakar said as he struggled out of her grasp. "Thank you, I think I get the concept of it now," he added as he rubbed his stomach. Jakar drew his lightsaber again. "Shall we continue?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 1:13 am
((Sorry Deak, I never saw your post))
Koren saw the man take off his buy'ce and smiled a twisted, battle-loving smile. A smile that had developed from years of brawls and scraps. He cracked his knuckles and charged in again, sweeping with his leg and then springing up, to thrust a shoulder into the man's abdomen.
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 6:58 am
Once again, he took the blow. His stomach felt like he was going to throw up and he clenched his abs. Deakin wrapped his right arm around his other arm and dropped down to the ground. As he pulled him down, he wrapped his legs around the mans waist. Brawling was great to him.
((No biggie.))
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 12:08 pm
"If you insist," Marie said, smiling ever so slightly once again. She then activated the lightsaber and shield in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them with a few quick steps and thrusting the lightsaber's tip at his lower half.
The former Jedi parried the thrust and returned it, and for the next several minutes they traded blows. The sounds of lightsabers clashing and the shield being impacted filled the hall...
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 5:06 pm
Rook had seen dead children before, the cruel casualties of war and disease; small forms devoid of life simply because they had been in the wrong place at the wrong time.
But what she saw before her was something new. Filling the room were rows of medical tables, each holding a young boy or girl of around 11 years of age. Each had a multitude of tubes and wires attached to their small bodies; tubes and wires that crisscrossed each other on the floor and walls around her. She couldn't tell if any of them were breathing.
She walked over to a little girl near the door, staring down at the young face from behind the mask of her helmet. She ran a gloved hand over her hair, but the sensors in her helm showed no signs of life, whatsoever.
"Sad, isn't it?" said a voice from behind her.
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 5:17 pm
The duelists were in a saberlock. After neither getting a particular advantage, Jakar jumped back into the air and launched three quick Force-propelled bursts at his opponent. He landed, and gathered the Force in him and used it to increase his speed. Jakar charged at Celeste again.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 12:49 am
"Full Conquest of Thule has been accomplished, My Lady." Demaia's advisor stated. "We have a Squadron watching over the world and are securing the world for our use."
"Excellent." The Sith Lady said from her throne. "Are we supplied and ready to leave? We have three more worlds before we arrive in Marr's territory to chastise him for his arrogance."
"Yes my Lady."
"Has Siren left yet?"
"No my Lady."
Demaia adjusted her glaces and scowled. "I didnt shock her that badly I thought. Maybe I should have. When I give orders I want them accomplished immediately. Have four Sith Troopers and two of her harem slaves accompany Siren to Marr. Let them take the shuttle Siren came on and have them go immediately. Then we can resume with my Great Sith Cruise."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 1:04 am
Cene Quell, clad in her armor and with all essential gear equipped for this job: Mythosaur Axe, Blaster Carbine, Pistols, knives, grenades; all her standard combat gear was available plus one extra: a Jet Pack. Her opponent probably wouldnt expect it and it would give her a signifigant mobility advantage.
She wanted every edge she could get. This thug was a particularly annoying stain on Mandalorian Honor, and he had to be "clensed" from the record thoroughly.
Alighting on an island at the far end of the arena, she loaded a clip of grenade shells un her carbine's grenade launcher, not taking here dire gaze off the cyborg accross from her.
She had taken stims before the fight. Alert, focused, and ready, she was going to disprove once and for all that there would be no replacement for the skill of an organic warrior.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 1:30 am
Durge glared at his opponent, the targeting systems just itching to be used. His bundled hand clenched and unclenched as the computer ran system checks through a multitude of atttiudes, including ammo supplies, status checks, jetpack fuel, the works. This she-mando thought very little of him. His pistols sat ready on his hips, and the flechette gauntlets were primed for use. Energy shields optimum, and grenades fully stocked. This was a matchup that was going to be tank versus tank, a diametrically opposite battle from what just occured. She was au natural; his armor augmented speed and dexderity atop that which already existed in raw strength. This would mark the beginning of the hatred and genocide against these people who killed his master. And it was a live broadcast to boot.
The gong rang through the arena, as he charged forth, drawing his rifle and with blinding speed dodging from platform to platform, firing at the taung. This fight would be his...
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 2:02 am
The guy was fast, but Cene was ready for it.
As the cyborg charged, blasting at her, she swiftly took the fight to the third dimension, rocketing up with her jetpack to blast the Cyborg with her carbine's grenade launcher as she flew over him.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 2:08 am
Siren barely had the time to fully recover before one of Demaia's troops came to the door. Figuring he was there to take her along to see to the task that was given to her, she followed him as he led her around.
She found herself coming up to her shuttle, with a pair of her harem girls and a few other troops waiting. " I take it we leave immediately? " she asked, getting a nod in reply from one of them. " Alright, let's go make some new friends. " she said, making her way up the ramp. The girls looked at each other for a moment, smiling and giggling slightly, knowing what that meant for them.
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 3:08 am
Durge watched the Mandalorian jump straight for the sky. While he could have eaisily followed her example, he held his own jetpack in reserve for later, when the fight had dragged on. She was going full force, and if the gen'dai didn't hate her so much, he probably would have enjoyed it.
The targeting system detected the launch of the grenades, offering ratios of liklihood of interception, Durge choosing to dash to the side, letting his arm shield take the blast as he rolled onto a different platform. Spinning, he let loose several bursts of fire.
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