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The little shuttle exploded harmlessly against the shields of the Star Empress, the energy fields disintegrating the grapplling mag.
The Star Empress just simply locked onto Jakar with its tractor beams and held him there in space, almost mocking Jakar for his suicidal effort.

Inside the Star Empress, Demaia arched an eyebrow.
"Helm, what was that?" She asked.
"A minor disturbance, my Lady. We have it under control."

((So, with shields raised, you managed to shut down the tractor beams from the outside with a lightsaber. Tempted to call shenanigans.))

Emergency hull breach measures activated, sealing the airlock off with a ray shield in order to maintain integrity.
In the adjoining corridors Sith Soldiers and mercenaries rushed to counter boarding stations, eager to ash the annoyance and present his dust to Demaia.

With a small glare, Volgen turned a corner and some what vanished into the shade that was given by the tall building. He sighed as he turned to Sonya.

" Your seemingly appropriate name for me has run its coarse. Seeing as I am a pure breed of my Clan, you will address me as Volgen. Nothing more. " His look was serious and unmoving.

" We have a job to do. Our luck has improved given every one on the planet now knows I am here. We will use this to let you sneak around damn near undetected. You will find the target and kill him. Seeing as we spent some time on the ship attempting to hone your saber trowing skills now might be a good time to use it. Our target is well fortified. " Volgen pointed up as the two buildings they stood between went up rather far.

One building hung off the side of the cliffs edge and the other went up and into the mountain side. Volgen pointed to the building hanging off the cliff.

" You will climb this building and wait for my signal. I will give a distraction and when the target is in the open you will take him out. It is a given that you could use a blaster for this. But we must show that he was taken by a saber. Nakara's orders... "

Volgen took in as much of the shade as he could, it was much better then standing in the sun. He looked to Sonya and handed her a saber.

" This is what you will use. If you can... pin him to the wall. The more of a symbol he becomes the more our goal here is set. When you are done... do not be seen. " Volgen pulled out his pipe and packed it lightly. He lit it and let the smoke float about him. He walked next to Sonya as he blew smoke from his nose.

" Do not be seen... " He walked off as he walked into the light and into the clearing as he adorned a large Jedi hood about him that he pulled from his bag. Volgen waited for Sonya to be in place.

" Better to be a mutt then side with fools fully... " Volgen muttered to himself as he pulled out a makeshift saber. The crystal inside was a blue one. Its was not meant for battle, just for show.

Volgen lifted it into the air as he let go and lifted it with the the force. It danced about as the people around watched.

" People of Carannia. I am Tor of the Jedi Counsel. I am here to provide your lives with a small amount of entertainment. " He said this as his HUD pulled up controls to four BCA-11/X. The four walked up pulling up sabers.

The four circled Volgen as they attacked. The blindingly fast movements were colorful and beautiful as Volgen danced about giving more of a show then a fight. With the peoples eyes on the fight, they oohed and ahhed. Above a large set of windows opened as a short heavy set man looked out to the event happening. He clapped as he watched.

" Now! " Volgen spoke into his comm.

Randalls voice blared out of the speaker in the mounted in the wall of her room. Rolling out of her bunk Melissa padded over and hit the button.
“Got it,” She half yawned a response. “I’ll be up in a minuet.” deactivating the intercom she stumbled through the haze of sleepy awakens and right into the refresher to wash away the last vestiges of her shadowy dreams.

Melissa had just stepped into the refresher cubicle when Randalls voice blared over the com, accompanied by the ship jolting suddenly. Catching herself from being thrown to the floor, she scrambled out of the bathroom, wrapped a towel about her naked form, and padded barefoot up to the cockpit of the Astral Chaos.
“What the frack is going o-oh.” She slid into the co-pilots seat and strapped in as her red eyes examined the floating wreckage and debris of what was a battle. “Where are we?” She asked, activating her control board.

“Done, done and done.” Her fingers flew over the controls for the systems in a blur, directing sensors, powering up weapons and bringing the shields up. “Knew we were goin' to be going to Lyra but I thought you wanted to stop off somewhere for repairs. We still have one engine off line.” Melissa asked a little caught off guard at the chosen hyper exit point

“Gee 9-T, that’s just great.” Melissa grumbled at the droid as she read the sensor information on her screen. “It doesn’t look like they’ve spotted us yet; we might be able to hideout in that debris field.” She suggested, turning her red eyes to look at Randall.