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Post by Kanta O'mur on Jun 2, 2011 21:55:45 GMT -5
Kanta stepped into the nearest building, which had a long link directly to the casinos. Unlike Neah, Kanta wanted to fight, and not avoid the majority of the conflict. A small amount of enemy soldiers could be seen, far down the isle, but they were being dealt with easily enough. Kanta instead turned to a nearby staircase, that climbed to higher platforms, and the roof. From there, he could easily take advantage of his nature as a stealth Master.
He ascended the staircase, the sounds of invasion empowering him. When he hit the top, he was met by two Imperial snipers, picking off any citizens of this city they could. Kanta moved past them, and over to the window closest to the roof. With one short leap, he landed perfectly atop the building, and from her, he could see the battle evolving around him; what was once a complete invasion was turning into a war, as small amounts of Republic soldiers arrived on the planet to try and combat this one-sided take over.
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Post by Neah Walker on Jun 2, 2011 22:15:27 GMT -5
Neah strolled through out the casino looking around. The place had been evacuated quickly there were turned over chairs and tables. He smiled as he could sense there were people still in the building. Neah lowered his hood and pulled out his saber and headed towards were the life forms were. He smiled as he pried apart the bars. the metal squealed in protest but it didn't bother him. He heard a scream as he pulled the bars bars off the window and threw it to the ground.
A women lay curdled underneath the desk. Neah grabbed her by the top of her her and the delved into her mind and used the drain knowledge ability. Her thoughts pooled into his mind mostly random things so he had to go even deeper into her mind. oh how the women screamed for him to stop but he didn't let up. Neah then finally got to the things he wanted and pulled them from the women as well as any knowledge about the casino. the women fell to the floor her eyes clouded ver and lay drooling on the floor. Neah turned on his saber and stabbed her in her hearrt an act of mercy in neahs mind. Neah smiled as he proceeded down a hallway and noticed to republic guards. He turned on his saber once again and threw it at the troopers and watched as they screamed as the blade killed them. Neah used the force and pulled the saber back into his hand and put it in his belt. Neah stood before a large vault and noticed a key pad. Thankfully that women knew the code "This is to easy lets see here 543681" neah typed in the code and watched as the vault slowly opened.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 2, 2011 22:50:53 GMT -5
The Sith circled back away from the strike and decided to unleash the power of the Force. "Face this!"
The Sith dashed forward and jumped unleashing a powerful Force Repulse. Next to the Jedi and the Sith dashed backwards to open up a space between himself and the Jedi.
He slid his hood back. "Let this be settled with our knowledge of the Force!"
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Post by johma on Jun 2, 2011 23:00:47 GMT -5
Johma was blasted back from the power Spellca had. It knocked the improvised blindfold from his face and he flipped back in the air, landing gracefully. Apparently Spellca wasn't interested in fighting on the terms of melee combat, it brought a grin to Johma's face that after a quick set of exchanges, the Sith lord had decided to abandon that manner of combat.
"If you already have to resort to the force, our padawans would be besting you in lightsaber combat without even trying." He replied as he flipped the lightsaber around to hold it with a reverse grip while focusing on the force.
His eyes scanned the area as he stretched out with the force. Seeing a Shatterpoint on the section of ground they stood on, he stomped down while pulling up with the force, bringing a hail of debris into the air and forcing them to swirl around the Emperor before sending them in to pelt the Sith from all directions. Johma was not in his element now, but that could be changed. For now he was on Spellca's terms.
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Post by Kanta O'mur on Jun 3, 2011 4:49:28 GMT -5
Kanta was trying to find a good entrance into the battle now, but there was damn near nothing that required his specialty. He sighed heavily, his red blade humming quietly at his side.
"In the end, my presence in this battle is hardly needed. I cannot understand why Spellca would have brought me along, if there is no need to eliminate any heavily guarded soldiers or officials." Kanta watched as starfighters and bombers turned what was once a notable landscape into endless craters and shattered buildings.
Kanta looked back down to the docking area, where the Emperor and the Knight were dueling; it was clear that the Emperor was holding back, no other Jedi would be able to stand off against such a powerful master of the Dark Arts. But that still raised the question, why was Spellca toying with hid food so playfully? But all of Kantas thoughts of those two were knocked aside, as one of the starfighters flew overhead, and fired down on the pair of them, missing the Jedi and Sith, and instead hitting Kantas Clawfighter.
The starfighter flew over Kantas position, ad started firing on him too; it was quite clearly driven by a moron, to fire upon two Sith so willingly. Kanta was enraged that his ship had been damaged, and that he had been attacked, and was swift to deal with the situation; leaping over the bolts fired down, Kanta flung himself towards the S-100 Stinger, landing atop the starfighter. Kanta could see into the cockpit, at the horrified pilot, and in one easy sweep, his horrors were cleansed, as the pulsing red lightsaber speared through the glass, and through the skull of the Neimoidian pilot.
Kanta was swift in his next movements; quickly pulling the pilot through the glass, before hopping in and taking control of the starfighter, as it fell out of the sky, until he was able to pull back, and forcing the fighter back into the air. He wasn't the best pilot amongst the Sith, but he was good. and he would show his foes.
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Post by Neah Walker on Jun 4, 2011 23:13:02 GMT -5
Neah smiled as he deactivated his saber as he waited for the door to open. The door slowly creeked open a few inches per second. Neah began to tap his foot in annoyance and impatience at it frowned underneath his hood. As the door finally opened several guards turned there attention to him and aimed there rifles at him. Neah chuckled as he looked at each of the guards "If you know whats good for you you should leave while your still breathing." Neah tokk a few steps forward and suddenly stopped one of the soldiers fired past his ear. "SO you choose death after all oh well." Neah smiled and charged forward as he activated his lightsaber. Neah jumped into the air as the soldiers fired multiple shots at him but he deflected a few off them away fro him with his saber the others missing him.
He landed right behind one of the soldiers and stabbed them from behind and pulled his saber free from the now dead soldier. Neah licked his lips as he looked at the 6 remaining guards.One of them reached into there belt and threw a explosive grenade at neah. Neah smiled as he raised hi hand and caught it in mid air with the force and sent it back at the guard. The guard screamed as it exploded and sent him into a nearby wall. "This is to easy gentlemen come on give me more of a challenge." The four remaining guards then opened fire at neah. Neah quickly used his saber and deflected the barrage of shots away from him and sent one straight into a soldiers head. The one soldier fell over dead as the three remaining were beginning to panic now. They three guards then ground together and quickly took cover behind a table and flipping it upside down. Some credits scattered to the floor as neah grumbled "Play times over gentlemen time to die." Neah ran towards the table and jumped over it as he then began using force lighting on the guards. They screamed in pain and thrashed about for a few minutes then they finally died. Neah stopped the lightning and looked at the smoking bodies "You really should of taken me on my offer." Neah turned and saw a camera above him and he smiled and waved at it and then threw his lightsaber at it completely destroying it. Neah then recalled his saber with a force pull and deactivated it.Neah Grabbed a bag and opened it and looked around the room and then closed his eyes. The credits around the room shook a little and began to float up into the air and towards him. Neah then used the force and made the credits go into the bag. He smiled as he heard the stacking of the credits in the bag but never breaking his concentration with the credits in the room, But neah was aware of his surroundings.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 5, 2011 15:09:31 GMT -5
"I respect your warrior people, greatly. If anything, that respect would keep you from a torturous demise. I almost feel bad breaking from your traditions of dueling but I am a Sith Lord on a mission of galactic conquest; not your sparring partner."
As the debris spun around him, Spellca sighed. He closed his eyes and began to meditate. He breathed in and out. What he was about to do was a feat he only used once - Lightning Shield. He used it once before to repel Jedi forces back when he invaded the Jedi Temple years prior during his Master's Sack on the Temple.
Lightning trickled from his hands and spun upward. It intensified and intensified before a repulse of the Force flew outward. The shield was a perfect sphere of lightning held in place by the Force. As the Dark Lord stood, the shield was pelted with the debris - just as Spellca wanted. Electrified by Sith lightning, the debris became essential a cluster of Lightning Grenades.
"Face the power of the Sith!" The shield dispersed and the Sith stepped back. Using Force Pull he drew the improvised weapons back and charged Force Push. Unleashing the attack, the lightning weapons flew towards Johma.
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Post by johma on Jun 5, 2011 15:58:57 GMT -5
"Galactic conquest never really works. I would have thought you would have been smart enough to know that." Johma said as Spellca kept the debris at bay, turning them into his own weapons. He wasn't terribly surprised, the Sith lord hadn't gotten to his position without running across these things from time to time. Instead of sitting there taking the improvised lightning grenades as they came he held his saber in front of him and grinned.
"Not shabby." He said as he released the handle, and sent the blade into a propeller spin in front of him, blocking the majority of the projectiles. Arcs of lightning still got through and struck Johma. He winced and for a moment the saber lost he fine spin before he regained full control. He couldn't match the Sith in sheer power in the force, all he could do was try to outwit him in how to direct it.
Walking forward while keeping the spin of his saber going, Johma made his attempt to get in close and once more engage his foe in melee combat. If he could he would shift the battle back to his terms. "Your power is impressive, but you seem to be far too direct with how you use it." He said as he came in.
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Post by Kanta O'mur on Jun 6, 2011 0:27:52 GMT -5
Kanta fires off a few shots, trying to get used to the new fighter. The shots arced down, and hit another fighter luckily enough, sending it spinning down to the earth violently exploding.
Kanta wondered how that other Sith was doing, and realized that the banks and casinos still needed to be robbed. Kanta sped towards the tall casino, firing down on a few fighters as he went. It took very little time for him to get close to the casino, and he could sense the presence of the other Sith. His fighter sped up and in one final burst, he smashed through the wall, a mix of the pressure of the fighter and Force Destruction causing the wall to shatter in that spot. He jumped out of the cockpit, leaving half a fighter stuck outside the building.
Kanta climbed the staircase, as he grew closer to the other Sith; there was no one else around, and it was quite strange to him. As he came closer to the energy, he spotted a few corpses, and gathered that the Sith was already bagging and taking the credits. And he was right. As Kanta reached the vault door, he spotted Neah, lifting the credits into bags. "You work fast, don't you?"
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Post by Neah Walker on Jun 6, 2011 0:56:18 GMT -5
Neah was finishing loading the last of the credits int he bag when he heard blaster fire in the sky above him. He felt the presence of the darkside user and smiled as he heard a ship falling out of the sky. At least the fleet was doing a good job he thought to himself. Suddenly the building shook violently as something large collided with it. Neah shook his head in dissappointment as he sensed who it was. Neah loaded the last credit in the bag and turned and saw it was his fellow sith lord. "Nice of you to join the rest of us though i dont need much help now i just finished." Neah lugged the bag over his shoulder and began walking towards the entrance to the vault and suddenly stopped.
One of the guards was alive still he could feel it. Neah turned and began looking around the room and saw that one of the guards was slowly crawling towards a overturned table. no doubt looking for some cover to hide behind till reinforcements came. Neah raised his hand and gripped it and the man began to gasp for air mouthing off in audible words. "Oh I'm sorry i cant understand you with me crushing your windpipe HAHA!!" Neah the closed his hand and heard a satisfying snap as the man went limp and neah threw him to the ground with the force. "Yes I do work fast i had a lovely chat with the manager who so kindly gave me the access code to the vault Come on lets go Lord Kanta the emperor is waiting on us."
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 6, 2011 12:18:06 GMT -5
"Aggressive, aren't you Jedi?" Spellca taunted. He allowed the spinning weapon to get close to his form without opposition. The Sith just stepped backwards as it drew close. "Kill me. Strike me down. Do what no Sith or Jedi has even done...kill me. Let loose your rage against the Sith and your frustration with the Council against me! Strike me down and lead an Empire!"
Spellca felt Johma's strength. He was of Master-level, that was clear, his use of strategy allowed him to duel the Dark Lord without total destruction. He reminded Spellca of the old fool Oreon Ki-Raser that drove the Sith into destruction with his civil war. If Johma could be turned, he would be the Sith that would destroy the Republic.
"Let go of your creeds and your lies!" Spellca suddenly unleashed a blast of light as he closed his eyes in focus. It was an attack of Force Suppression: An ancient power that assaults the opponents will and destroys his usage of low level Force abilities seen as essentials to Jedi for a time.
((OCC: Forgive the G-Modding, I want to make it like Spellca is toying with Johma))
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Post by Sal-Kari-Min on Jun 6, 2011 12:54:42 GMT -5
As Master Min arrived in the atmosphere, his shuttle flew over a casino. Feeling a horrific Dark Side presence, he used Shatterpoint to destroy the roof before jumping down. He believed that such evil could only originate from the Dark Lord himself. The Master blew through the fractured roof and then other layers of the casino with blasts of Force Destruction. It burned him inside to use the dark art but he had to make it to the enemy in time.
He blew through the casino ceiling, landed between the two Sith, looking at both of the Sith. "My mistake, I mistook you two for your master. Together you almost seem like him." He flipped his pike around into a reverse grip and pointed it at the Sith he recognized from the Temple. His spare hand summoned that decapitated Padawan's weapon to its grasp. The yellow simmering pike and the blue blade made a unique combination.
The Master spoke softly to himself. "By the Force, young one, your weapon shall rid this galaxy of Sith."
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Post by johma on Jun 6, 2011 13:08:25 GMT -5
"Aggression is needed in such times as these. Anyone who says otherwise is lying to themselves." Johma replied. He came in and once the Emperor's ammunition of debris was spent he stopped the blade's spin and thrust out at his foe who had moved back enough to clear the tip of his weapon. "I will strike you down, but not in order to take what you have. He said as he readied a slash to take the head of his opponent.
Then the flash of light burst force and Johma felt himself stagger back as his mind raced with a mix of things he hadn't felt in his life. His eyes flashed in panic as he tightened the grip of his blade. Starting his lunge he fell to his knees. No... If I strike him down now... No better that I should fall than be turned. He thought as he struggled to get to his feet.
But if he's dead, it will end. I can take the Empire from him and... Damn it no. Johma's weapon fell from his hand as he clutched at his head, rising to his feet and stumbling back. "Get out foul one. I shall not be turned to your ways!" He yelled, clearly in mental agony.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 6, 2011 15:11:31 GMT -5
((Again, more G-Modding to mess with him.))
"You will turn..." The Sith called fallen clear lightsaber to his grasp. "Aggression, hatred, pain...who will save you from it? The Jedi? I see none here to help you? The Republic? Where are their troops?"
The Sith loomed over the man as he grabbed at his head. He placed the hood over himself to cover his face. "The truth will set you free, Jedi. But it will also make your miserable. Leave the Jedi and join me! We shall end the oppression of this galaxy!"
The Sith pushed Johma back and assaulted him with a quick blast of Force Lightning before turning his back on him. The Dark Lord threw the Jedi back his lightsaber and departed from the scene.
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Post by johma on Jun 7, 2011 0:18:35 GMT -5
He almost could have laughed at the Emperor's last words. "Oppression is all you seem to want. Getting into my head doesn't work all that well when you contradict your-" His words were cut off by his scream as he felt the lightning course through his body.
He went slack and fell to the ground. Then his lightsaber landed next to him. Grabbing it he shakily got to his feet and the weapon activated. "Come and face me Sith!" He bellowed as he went in the direction of Spellca's departure, still able to sense that darkness in the force. He stumbled for a moment before shaking his head to clear it. The assault on his mind and the burst of lightning hadn't done him any good, he was still fairly fresh for battle, but he was shaken.
Still, he couldn't let Spellca get away. Even if he had to be struck down in turn, Johma couldn't just stand there and let this chance slip through his fingers. Calling on the Force to accelerate his running speed, he was soon closing in on Spellca. Pushing off, he gripped his weapon in both hands and swung upward, aiming to cleave his foe from his right hip up to his left shoulder.
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