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((You and I are gonna have to have a show down at some point. There can be only one (Corellian). *Highlander theme starts playing in background as Cale holds his lightcutlass aloft.*))

((Hey guys, sorry 'bout the late post, but last weekend I recieved a nasty case of the contagion commonly known as Pinkeye...which in turn led to me getting several migraines, and combine that with a pair of tests last week the free time vanishes instantly))

Tal'dras Seraphim ran for his life. He ran faster than even the Jedi were having trouble keeping up as they ran. Every once and a while a droid or twenty would decide to hurl blaster bolts at the speeding forms, blissfully unaware of the limited time they had left in existence.

2:47 the green numbers in the righthand corner of his Heads Up Display glowed.

They had to move faster, and somehow, they did.

They reached the emergency turbolift, despite the insistence of hundreds of battle droids, before the numbers had morphed into 1:30.

The Turbolift shot upward, speeding above level after level of ordered research fortress, going far faster than a normal turbolift or most humanoids, would consider safe.

They were spat out onto the rocky surface when the numbers shined at 35. Tal charged forward into thin air, and then up a nonexistent ramp and into a mansized port that had seemed to appear in thin air. The Jedi soon followed, and the Oblivion Dragon, invisible to all but those inside, shot upwards, as Tal'dras slammed the throttle forward, locking the afterburners, leaving the weakness of gravity behind (not that their faces would know that, despite the inertial dampeners) and into the starry sky.

The Count hit 0 and the T'lon Kar Research base, the creator of so much death, vanished in a White firball of released energy, consumed by her reactors unbridled chaos.
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The ships that remained in the defense fleet drifted about, damaged, reeling from the earlier assault. Then, a shadow was among them, and a fusillade of energy ended one of the remaineg capital ships. Then another, and finally a third. So it continued until all seven of the remaining vessels were nigh more than atoms and rubble. And all that remained was the Dragon of Oblivion, bathed in her namesake.
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A quick stop on the planetoid of their arrival to pick up Dex and Tal's equipment and they hurled themselves into hyperspace. Turning from the cockpit, Tal lifeted his helmet from his face and let his sweat-straigtened hair fall about his face. He looked down the hall at the Jedi and said, "I've set the coordinates for a Sept of my people, the Echani, we'll be welcome, and more importantly safe there, the system is very close and we should be arriving in a matter of hours, make yourselves at home..."

"It is a sept...a settlement of my people, where we train in seclusion. It may not seem it when we arrive, but it is a fortress, bathed in serenity, but a fortress nonetheless. We'll be safe there, and we'll be able to rest for awhile," He said as he walked back into the hold of the ship, and then said "and thank you, It is an amazing vessel this ship I have picked up." As if to punctuate the point Dex squealed in delight somewhere else in the ship, the high pitched noise reverberating through the hull.

(( Cale... i said i would not back stab you. I have no plans on doing so. Did you just shoot at Red? I cant get a clear idea if you did or not. ))

((He did. You really can't blame him though. I don't think he knows red and he did walk straight into the middle of a firefight. Tensions tend to be high and the sight of an unknown armored warrior is enough to get you shot if you're not careful. Its called Friendly Fire.))

"Perhaps the Master of Sith at that base dabbled in comedy," Mordranna countered. "The guards themselves may have been clowns, but what they were working on is no laughing matter." She then looked to Tal. "I thank you for the information regarding the base, and trust that no more plagues of such a nefarious nature will come about."
She then looked back to Rekan. "In any case, we should be at the Sept before too long, and with that, we'll be amongst the Echani."

(( Thats what you get you little two timer! stressed ))

As Drako talked to Drake about several things to come a young crewman pressed the attention button at the door. Drake walked to the door and opened it. Taking the data pad he walked back to Drako and handed it to him.

" Nine Imperial II-class Star Destroyers have been made and are in final stages. I think we sould go and over see. " Drako lifted from the chair and walked to the door. Walking to the turbo lift the two went up and into the observation deck. They could see the ninth Imperial II-class Star Destroyer floating out.

" Well... things are starting to go our way. " Drako laughed low and evily.

((watch your mouth you mandalorian-sith-ex-cyborg maniac. I'm gunning for you next.))

Cale Cursed as he flicked a glance at the Mando.
"Who the hell are you anyway?! And what type of moron sneaks up on a guy with a loaded blastpistol?!"
Rain rolled her eyes, muttering "Di'kut" under her breath as she sighted in on Solm's helmit.
She cranked up the energy on her pistol and fired,. the scarlet bolt on a reindevous with the Hunter's head.