A Dark Night In The Depths Of Coruscant (OPEN TO ALL)

[Kaz Kūhiō]

Nick Star...Agent Nick Star, a Mercenary on Coruscant yet he cant find a job. Oh well at least I'm not sick or dead Agent Star thought. He was walking around on the lower depths of Coruscant where most scum and villainy is. Agent Star walked past a alley and had seen a person being mugged, Agent Star walked right up to the mugger and stabbed him with his combat knife. Once the mugger fell Agent Star took all the credits the man had continued to walk the streets until something worth his time came up. Agent Star walked to a corner between two Cantina's, he leaned against the wall and watched the streets for somthing interesting.


[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Carlo Dellen"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Fun part about the lower levels was there was always an show to watch and today had been no exception to that rule. She after all had just watched a mugger get stabbed by a man who instead of helping the victim took the credits for himself. She was shadowing him now and seeing what else this interesting man had to offer in means of intertainment as so far it was quite slow now.

 

[Carlo Dellen]

Carlo walked through the streets of Corusants lower levels. He wore a brown robe with a hood, and underneath was a white tunic, also with a hood. He was there taking his master's advice and getting more involved with the world, and what better way to do that then go hunting for the scum and villains of Corusant. He walked into a cantina, glancing around before he walked in. You could never be too careful as a Jedi in the lower levels.
[member="Agent Star"].
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Kaz Kūhiō]

Agent Star got off the wall and decided to walk into a cantina, the cantina itself was rundown but whatever it was good enough. Agent star walked to a empty booth and sat down, when the woman came to ask if he wanted anything Agent stared at her through his helmet. "Get the hell away and pester someone else...someone who actually cares about you!" It was a little harsh to tell a woman who was just going to ask him if he needed anything but he didnt want to be bothered by someone who just wanted him to purchase some food or drinks.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Carlo Dellen"]

 

[Desolis Kharr]

Sitting within a speeder, accompanied by four law enforcement personnel, Desolis sighed. Observing as the patrols moved through the lower levels of courscant, he hated getting tasked with this post. Seeming to lay back, allowing for his aching body to find some sort of relief to no avail. "Beep, beep!" would be heard from his left arm, bring it up in front of his mask. A hologram appearing of a soldier saying, "My lord, there seems to have been a stabbing in result of a mugging. What are your orders?" Desolis smirked under his mask, a good thing had happened, another useless life wiped from the galaxy. "Search him for anything valuable, confiscate it then just drag him into the meat wagon." said Desolis, laughing a bit at the moniker he had given the vehicle tasked with picking up corpses from public areas. In the lower levels of courscant, death wasn't anything foreign. "Very well, tell all units to continue patrols, if they see anything suspicious report it in to me." the on board soldiers nodded as orders were barked to them, they relayed the message onto nearby patrol units.

Desolis sat, still as could be as if he were a statue. Due to his armor, his breathing couldn't be seen, his body motionless as he observed. Not using his eyes for much of anything, he scanned the area using his connection with the force. Seeming to pull out the emotions of weak minded citizens, and the levels of commotion around the area. The insight of an eagle in this dump of a place, it would be unlikely for common folk to elude him. His legs crossed under him, he sat with his eyes closed, feeling his surroundings.

 

[Carlo Dellen]

Carlo sat back in his chair in the corner, surveying the crowd. He closed his eyes and reached out with the force, searching for any evil. There were plenty of people who were deceitful, but as he continued to scan, he felt the presence of another force user. Whether good or evil he couldn't tell. He reached for his saber, in case it was needed. He slowly walked to th bar and ordered some water, scanning the crowd for anyone who could be a Sith, if the presence was evil.
[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Kaz Kūhiō]

Agent decided there was money t to be made he looked at people in the bar. A few deadbeats, agent then noticed a man in the corner. Not that odd, there was a lot of sketchy people in the bar but this one seemed different. The Agent took his combat knife out of his holder on his arm, he cleared the knife from the blood so it doesn't attract any attention then he continued to examine it.

[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Carlo Dellen"]

 

[rain21199]

(OOC: I am a dark jedi, don't let the tags fool you)

Cain sat at the table in the Cantina. He kept his hood up. Shadows were covering his face so only his mouth and chin were visible. He sensed the Jedi when he entered the Cantina. Jedi, they usually are the radical type. No doubt he was here to rid the galaxy of evil. He really didn't care one way or another. Cain masked his presence with the force to avoid an unwanted fight with the Jedi. The smell of stale chips, and alcohol filled his nose. He could here slurred words being shout from all around. Behind it, music was barely able to be heard. He never did like cantinas. They were just a place he could drink without being alone.

[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Carlo Dellen"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Carlo Dellen]

Carlo glanced across the bar, seeing a man examining his knife. He didn't like the cantina, something seemed off, something was putting him on edge. The slightest movement made him look. He glanced around at everyone. Plenty of shady figures, all could be someone trying to kill him, or someone else. He stepped outside for a moment, trying to clear his mind of the anxiousness and paranoia.
[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]

 

[Kaz Kūhiō]

Agent Star watched as a man exited the bar. "Perfect." Agent said to himself, a few moments later he got up from his seat, latched his knife back to the sleeve of his armour and walked outside hoping to follow the man. Outside he watched the man from a few feet away, Agent Star leaned against a wall and took his knife out again, then started to examine it again. Every now and then looking up at the man.

[member="Carlo Dellen"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]

 

[rain21199]

If Cain knew anything about underground Coruscant it's that someone is about to be killed. You hardly ever see a man stare at another man then watch as he follows the guy outside without one ending up dead. Cain wanted to get a better look, and maybe intervene if one of them had an item he wanted. Cain stood up and walked out the door. He stepped into the shadows of the cantina they were in. He watched the man checking up the Jedi.
[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Carlo Dellen"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Carlo Dellen]

The young Padawan breathed slowly, finally composing himself. He glanced to the cantina entrance, the same man who he had seen at the bar earlier had followed him out, and another man had come out as well and appeared to be watching the two. He turned and walked a few feet before turning into the alleyway and leaping up, using the force to assist, and grab a window. He watched, waiting for the man with the knife to enter the alleyway.

[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]

 

[Kaz Kūhiō]

Agent watched the suspicious man walk to a alley Agent Star followed, when he turned the corner to get to the man, he was not there. He walked further into the alleyway not knowing that the man was on the window and continued to search. "Where are you?" Agent Star asked while whistle a tune, and scrated his knife along the wall.

[member="Carlo Dellen"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]

 

[Carlo Dellen]

Carlo breathed slowly. It had been two years since he had fought a life or death battle, but he was about to. He was confident, he had always bn a good swordsman on Mandalore, and now the fifteen year old would see how much knowledge he still had. He jumped down behind the man and ignited his blue lightsaber, holding it at the man's neck.
"Walk away and you get to keep all your limbs. If not, you'll lose some, and maybe your head."

[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]

 

[Kaz Kūhiō]

Agent Star heard a thud then seconds later a sound of a lightsaber igniting. He turned around and stood. "A Jedi I see, now why would you go and sneak up on me like that?" Agent Star asked with a stale laugh. He looked at the Jedi "do you really want to fight me?" Agent asked while he looked at his knife glimmer in the light. It wax his choice, but Nick hoped to not have to fight, it would be a waste of time.

[member="Carlo Dellen"]

 

[Carlo Dellen]

"No, but it seems inevitable when a man is examining his knife and following you into a dark alley. I'd be more then happy to let you leave though." He said, hopping the situation was sorted. Just in case it wasn't, he went over a plan of escape in his head. He glanced behind him quickly to see if the other man who had followed them out was there. There was no sign of him yet, just a man on a speeder.
[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]

 

[Desolis Kharr]

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As the speeder slowly hovered over, Desolis began to smile behind his mas. At this close proximity it was easy for him to sense the lonely padawan in the alleyway. "I'll be back..." he said to the soldier right before he vaulted over the speeder's edge. Utilizing his ability to sense the man's position via the force, and the altitude he had as well as the fact that the padawan was in the open, he leaped. Moving down with increasing speed and momentum, his armor aiding in creating a heavier weight. Seeming to fall down like a heat seeking missle, Desolis finally planted the bottom of his boots onto the back of the padawan. Having the higher ground, the element of surprise, and the force aiding his speed missing was nearly impossible. If he were to hit, surely the weight alone not to mention the strength of Desolis would force the padawan under his feet in the fall. They speed down, Desolis using the padawan as a platform and a cushion for his landing. The impact against the alleyway floor of their combined weight alone would be enough to create a small crater, sending up a cloud of dust and debris. Standing on top of the padawan at this point, Desolis uses his foot to further sink his face forcefully into the ground.

"Tell me..." Desolis paused for a moment, "What is such a thing like you doing on city? In my planet? In my DAMN GALAXY!?!?!" Desolis' voice would scale as he began to naturally build anger, gathering himself within the force. Looking down to the padawan he continued to speak from behind his mask, an ominous voice. "It seems the hunter has found his prey, do you not agree?" Looking up to the agent who would now be in the alley along with them, he would seem to frown behind his mask. An audible growl was heard, almost like that of a feral beast. The red wisps of bogan aura would begin to emit from the body of Desolis, his presence in the force growing stronger as his abilities heightened. Small creatures such as womp rats struggling to move as the air around him became heavier and dense, harder to breathe. A feeling of cold overcame all in his presence, as if happiness had simply been consumed by this demon of a thing. "I suggest you leave me to my meal, unless you want to... join? Hehehe." Desolis smiled, looking at the agent but making sure the padawan didn't go anywhere.

 

[Kaz Kūhiō]

Agent Star had seen the man get slammed into the ground. "I suggest you leave..." the man said. Agent looked at the man and couldn't help but chuckle loudly. "You Suggest I leave, look I suggest you get away from that Jedi before I gut you like a fish." Agent Star said while waving his hand to clear some dust. "Why are you even here scum?" Agent said to [member="Desolis Kharr"] then looked at his knife again. "The only way im leaving is if you pay me." Agent said before leaning against one of the alley walls.

[member="Carlo Dellen"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]

 

[Carlo Dellen]

Carlo recovered as best he could, his body cut and bruised all over, probably some broken bones to. He readied his lightsaber as he lay there, and made the stupidest decision all day, he talked back.
"Wait a minute, I didn't know you bought the galaxy. I didn't even think anyone was rich enough to do that." He quickly thought of a plan to escape if, when, the battle went sour. He ignited his lightsaber, his breathing was raspy, something was messed up with his lungs. He faced his right side towards the two men, making himself a more narrow target.
"Sir with the knife. I suspect this man is a Sith, and though we may have been near crossing blades ourselves, perhaps you would consider helping?"

[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]

 

[Desolis Kharr]

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Growing angrier Desolis seemed to clench his left fist, gathering his hatred and anger into it. As the red wisps began to circle around the target hand, a visible essence of the bogan nature would be covering the hand. Seeming to growl, Desolis didn't even look at the padawan, he was close enough to predict the trajectory in moments. Raising his left arm upwards, bending at the elbow he would gather the energy rising up into his hand. "You will speak..." Pausing as his arm reached the optimal height for maximum propulsion and efficiency of what was to come. "WHEN SPOKEN TOO!!!!!" Desolis barked out, his rage clear as he literally punched into the air towards the padawan, never making contact with his fist. A slight "errrrr" was heard, as if the shear velocity of this close range attack tore through the air. Launching the force in a swift, precise strike onto the shoulder and head area of the padawan. As the tearing sound ceased for a moment, it was the calm before storm. The alleyway lit up as a red flash appeared, the force pounding with massive force onto the nearly helpless padawan less than four feet from the source. With an audible "BOOM!" it would be enough to cause the ground below them to crack and send a cloud of dust and debris upwards. As it cleared the crater was easily seen. With a direct impact of the magnitude, there was bound to be serious damage the the recipient. At the least he would be rendered unconscious and in an immediate state of pacification due to the severe blunt force trauma. He was luckily to survive the blast itself, normally others would be crushed to death.

Having kept his gaze the whole time on where the agent was, Desolis smirked behind his mask. The dust would clear in moments allowing for them to see each other again. "So tell me, do you believe you can survive? You are worthless, I don't need my lightsaber for a scum Jedi. You wouldn't even warm me up, hehe." Pressing a signal on his vambrace, allowing for a signal to be sent to all nearby soldiers tasked with law enforcement. As he waited for the soldiers to arrive to the location of his tracking beacon, Desolis simply stood looking at the agent. "Well then, are you man enough?"