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The droid was right. An attack to the middle was the easiest attack to block. Although Shisstal's first attempt at blocking an attack to the middle was somewhat clumsy, the second time the droid made an attack to the middle, Shisstal was able to block it a little better. Now he was starting to understand.
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After only a few minutes of searching through moniters, Dizzy saw his bounty. But the man was speaking to someone else. And it looked like he was afraid of this other person. Dizzy couldn't see the other person's face. They were wearing a cloak with the hood up. Dizzy pressed a few keys so he could listen to their conversation.
[I know you need these weapons. I'm working as fast as I can.]
[You're not working fast enough. The Republic needs these weapons.]
[I know. I know. But do you have any idea how hard it can be to steal from a Hutt?]
[We've managed.]
[Look. The shipping is almost done. You'll have your weapons soon. Just as long as you can guarantee my safety. I happen to know that Torga the Hutt has put a bounty on me recently for stealing weapons from him.]
[The Genoharadan will be pleased with your contribution.]
[Wait! Don't leave! What about my safety?!]
With that, the mysterious man left. Dizzy checked the moniter to see where his bounty was. The control room. Of course.
Dizzy hid the bodies of the guards he had killed earlier. Since no one had burst into the room with their blasters firing everywhere, he assumed that no one had heard him kill the guards. So he hid the evidence. Then he began to head for the control room.
Dizzy thought about the conversation between the bounty and the mysterious man. The Genoharadan? Who were they? And why were they helping the Republic but stealing weapons from the Hutts to do it? Dizzy would have to figure things out after he was done here.

Saria had to leave the temple to do a few errands that required going into the city. This wasn't uncommon as she always did so from time to time for various reasons. However, she was never too far away from assistance if something bad happened that required force to resolve. This time was no exception.

While Saria was able to handle herself by using the Force on the minds of anyone getting uncomfortably close, there were times when such wouldn't suffice. This was one of those times. She found herself at a street corner with only a handful of others around. Those others turned out to be a gang of thugs looking for easy credits, and Saria appeared at 1st glance to be easy prey. Unfortunately most thugs with a decent intelligence knew there would be Jedi nearby since the city was the closest mass-populated place outside of the temple. As such, a few would always have stronger minds that would be more resistant to persuasion.

When her attempt to avoid conflict failed and one of the thugs tried to snatch her bag, he felt a sudden pain around his stomach and fell over. " What the Sith? It's some kinda Jedi trick. Get her! " one of the others yelled. Now brandishing weapons, the rest began to close in on Saria. When one of them reared up his arm, about to strike, his arm was suddenly frozen in place while a strong force assaulted the back of his legs, causing him to fall over backwards. The others were looking around in confusion. Saria, seeing a chance to do so, ran off, using the Force for assistance to ensure her speed was too fast for them to catch up.

However, sometimes people can be stubborn as well as stupid. The remaining thugs gave chase despite the fact they'd never catch her. Before they even made a couple meters distance, Nemesis seemed to materialize before them, the only audio clue being the sound of her saber igniting. Sudden blast of the Force halted them in their tracks. " Back off! " she yelled. For a moment, it seemed to be over. All but one of them were in a panic and started to run off in the other direction. The remaining thug simply smirked. " You think the threat of a saber will work on me? I know the Jedi don't kill. " " Wrong. They do, but only as a last resort. Even still, I am not a Jedi. " Nemesis said.

The man seemed to be determined to not let any intimidation work. " Then you must've failed the exam, huh? I guess they have SOME degree of quality control. " Nemesiss seemed to get angrier, but then simply sighed and turned around, heading towards where Saria ran off to. " Go get yourself hammered and quit wasting my time, human. " she said, brushing him off. Not taking the act as the chance for walking away that it was, the thug raised his blaster and fired. Before the shot even left the barrel, his target vanished from view and his aim was adjusted upwards by an unseen force. The shot went harmlessly into the sky. In another instant, his arm was cut in half. " I gave you a chance, idiot. I suggest you don't make this mistake again. Now beat it! "

A moment later, Nemesis caught up with Saria, who was now going back to her errands. " You alright? " Nemesis asked. " I'm fine. You should know, you stepped in before any of them made physical contact with me. " Saria replied. " Anyways, what'd you do when I got away? " " Not much. I always seem to find the worst idiots among the scum around here. Anyways, don't worry, they'll all live. The worst I did was sever the arm of the one with the blaster. " Nemesis said, before vanishing from view again. " I see. Well, you're doing better about getting carried away, so that's good. Keep up the good work and the council may even decide to let you accompany other Jedi on missions to other planets. Your talents would be of great help. In fact, I heard that Master Stryder was involved in some kinda military related operation. Perhaps later if the chance arises, you could offer assistance in whatever remains. "

Back at the temple after finishing up in the city, Nemesis returned to her shack while Saria made her rounds of the temple before returning to her quarters and back to her studies. The idea then came to mind. Should she ever be sent away for anything, she'd request Nemesis be allowed to be her escort instead of whoever else was available. The near-human was rather devoted to Saria and would protect her, and at the same time, Saria's pacifistic nature could help Nemesis develop tactics that didn't require the use of a lightsaber. There was no harm in it, so the council would most likely agree, and there was the added benefit that if it worked out as such, it'd bring Nemesis ever closer to truly joining the Order.

A few days after he had made planetfall, Pash had nearly completed repairs on the Gynoid.
It was then that he recieved an answer from his master.
Wyyren gave him a book, one of his "Personal Favorites" from his store. Initially, Pash was hesitant to even open the erotic novel. But when he did, he found a bookmark wedged in between the pages, a small scrap of paper upon wich was drawn a circle in black ink, entirely filled in.
He had been granted permission to shut down the Genoharadan. A shadow war was about to begin.

" It's simple. When you deal with the rebels that attack the supply ship, you act... as cruel as you can to all but a few who will happen to survive to tell the others. They'll want to... get word to the Jedi that a Sith is wreaking havoc, and the Order will want to investigate... " Siren said, still a bit out of breath from their passionate moments.

" Once we have a Jedi visitor, we'll give them a warm welcome, then they decide I'm harmless and... agree to meet with me in private to discuss sensitive matters, you'll... suddenly appear and attack them while they're defenseless. "

" That is something that is sadly overlooked... " Siren said, her tone more serious for the moment. " Yes, there are very few men around here, and my staff is still... active... in those ways. Though a pairing of such would mean one must improvise, it is... quite pleasurable... when done right. "

" Of course, those 2 new additions aren't yet ready to fulfill the more... intimate desires quite yet, but they will be in time. " Siren's tone became sultry again. " I'd be more than happy to show you... But I don't think you've earned that pleasure just yet. Later, perhaps... "

While Siren was capable of mixing business with pleasure, it wasn't always as enjoyable as such. Deciding to get it outta the way 1st, she focused on matching Calliga's motions and rhythm, so that all their energy could be put into the passionate finale they were now close to.

In a single moment all the build-up released itself in total euphoria. After it subsided, Siren attempted to bring her arms around Calliga to hold him against her for a moment, only to have a sudden halt in her movement remind her that she was still bound and helpless.

After a few moments to rest and recover, Siren realized she almost lost control of herself. Calliga was getting better each time, and he was close to her level now. While in a struggle for power, this would be bad, it meant that now she would be gaining in power along with him. Through passion comes strength, and now it would truly be of mutual benefit for both of them.

" I'm not too bad when it comes to relaxation and entertainment, if you'd want my company while you rest up after this. Besides, we can talk more about whatever you want while I... give you a soothing massage? " Siren suggested. Normally she wouldn't have mentioned it, but for some reason, she felt faintly drawn to him. Maybe it was just a lingering effect from what they just went through. Well, she did feel he deserved a little reward for being so good as well...

equally buzzed by the summit of pleasure reached; calliga reigned it in, noting mentally that Siren seemed to really enjoy it-more so than usual. Good...the snake would soon bite it's own tail, before he was done. Her offer confirmed something was there; but it was still too soon to tell what. However, knowledge had been gained.
Shifting, Calliga smirked slightly.
"Okay....go right ahead."
Focusing with a hand gesture, Calliga brought the force under his control and feed it the generated passion and desire, feeling his abilities rise again; the limits expand. Tapping into this, he pulled the constricting bandages from Siren's otherwise prone form and reclaimed them in a clump, held in his fist; allowing the sith mistress to get up.
Laying back lazily, Calliga waited to see watch she would do next-it would be interesting,to be sure...

The Ashla humed under his boots as Stryder stood on the bridge, staring at the stars before him. Behind him was the total Tett Expeditionary Force, a fleet of 500 armed battleships, cruisers, frigates, triremes and gunships.
It was an impressive force he had assembled: Tett Veterans, Republic Spacers, Mercenaries and Representatives from six allied worlds. It was a quarter more than what he expected to gather.
They all awaited the 0 hour, the time they would make the Jump to assault Sullust. There they would begin their campaign against Karah tos. Stryder just hoped his soldiers had the shield down before he arrived.
It was time. It would be a long jump, but they needed to strike swiftly to best catch their enemies by surprise.
Stryder checked his chrono. The Minute hand flickered and shifted.
The time was now.
"Helm, Mark." He said.
The Ashla vibrated under his feet as a shudder rippled through the ship. When he looked up from his chrono, the stars were replaced by a flowing blue tunnel, the fabric of Hyperspace.
The other ships would be behind him, having waited for the Ashla to kick off the massive fleet jump.
Stryder uttered the Jedi prayer for luck, said countless times before by him and others and assuredly to be said long after he was gone.
"May the Force be with us."