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

Kaz Kūhiō

Thieves Guild Agent: The Desert Wolf
Agent Star looked at the sith and chuckled. "Well, the question is are you willing to go close quarter combat and no using that so called force powers." Agent would be happy to face this sith in hand to hand, it was his expertise. "It all depends what happens if I lose, I know if I win, your leaving." Agent said. Agent took his blaster pistol out then threw it to the side, he put his knife in its case that was latched to his shoulder. Then he got into a fighting stance, and waited for him to speak.

[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Carlo Dellen"]
 
Carlo groaned.
"You know what, you're annoying. I'll speak when I please. I'm pretty glad my Dad beat the crud out of me, conditioned me for things like this. I think you broke my nose though, you got a tissue?" With those final words Carlo ignited his lightsaber swinging at the Sith's head, then quickly changing targets for his arms. He knew his lightsaber wouldn't penetrate the armor, but it might distract the Sith, maybe long enough for someone to help. He made as much noise as possible, shouting and raving, hoping someone would notice and help. Carlo then jump to the wall and launched himself towards the Sith after several strikes with his saber to his arms and brought it down on his head, then landed next to the knife man, standing straight and ready to defend.
"Now, fist fight?" Carlo said, then sheathed his saber.
[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]
 

Desolis Kharr

"The Personification of Despair"
[member="Carlo Dellen"] l [member="Agent Star"]

Laughing as the lightsaber would connect with his armoring. The strikes not only were ineffective, but due to the properties of the material making the armor, the lightsaber would undoubtedly short out. Looking to the useless hilt, Desolis knew it wouldn't be able to ignite for the remainder of the fight, that is if it ignited again. "Forgive me if I disappoint, but I am not a very... Formal nor fair person, heh." The area began to be filled with speeders of The One Sith military united, since it was their planet. Desolis moved the force towards the body of Carlo, attempting to pull him within arms length of his body. "SHOOT THEM YOU SWINES!" commanded Desolis to the soldiers as they set their weapons to a stun setting. The three of them would easily be surrounded in the alleyway which only had two entrances/exits. As droids and soldiers began to fill in the area around and above them, it would be very difficult to escape.

Trying very hard to pull in the jedi, ignoring the agent for the moment, Desolis grinned behind his mask. "HAH! Your jokes will not save you Jedi, you are now mine." Within moments the two opposing Desolis would be subject to stun fire from the present units.
 
"Of course my jokes won't save me, but I'd rather not be yours." Carlo said, straining against the force. He rolled to grenades towards the Sith, one let off an electrical charge, and the other smoke.
"Run!" The Jedi shouted to the agent. What a mess he had gotten himself into. He had a feeling his master [member="Marcello Matteo"] has not meant for him to do this when socialising. Perhaps if he could reach a com center he could communicate him, ask for help.
"We're fugitives now, we'd have a better chance of survival if we stuck together." He said to the agent, hoping he'd agree.

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

rain21199

The One Horned Demon
Cain stood, still watching the spectacle. Only someone of higher skill than Cain would be able to sense him while covering his presence. He could easily be seen watching, but being detected as a force user would be hard. He was ready to step in. Honestly he had seen that type of Sith before. Trying to start something wherever they went. Cain hated the man, and he didn't even know him.
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Carlo Dellen"]
[member="Agent Star"]
 

Kaz Kūhiō

Thieves Guild Agent: The Desert Wolf
I agree, we would have a better chance of survival if we stick together. Agent grabbed his blaster pistol off the grrould. "So what do you suggest we do in our current situation Jedi?" Agent Star asked he didn't like the idea, but if they were going to survive he'd have to agree.

[member="Cain Laatl"]
[member="Carlo Dellen"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
 
"Well for now, get to the roofs. Then try and find a com station, I can contact my master, he has a ship. We can get off world then and part ways." He said, grabbing his lightsaber from his belt. He grabbed the Agent and leaped to the roof.
 

Desolis Kharr

"The Personification of Despair"
[member="Darth Praelior"] l [member="Carlo Dellen"] l [member="Agent Star"] [member="Cain Laatl"]

Waving his hand to the soldiers, seeming annoyed Desolis said "Put out an APB for those two, Lock down all the public spaceport platforms. Only military and officials may enter or leave. Any trade can be done via mid-space freighter exchange. If anything attempts to violate this order, flies over the city in a space craft, or even as much as touches a platform without permission destroy them." He would grip grip his hood, adjusting it and begging to walk past the soldiers. As the orders relayed through the military communication channels, it was only a matter of seconds before everyone had heard. Non military shuttles grounded, incoming shipments halted, and spaceport ray shields activated. Desolis knew that there was no escape off of this planet, no not for that jedi. Sirens blaring out as speeders full of enforcement droids flew past, Desolis approached his own speeder. Entering it he looked to the pilot that was transporting Desolis, "Take me to the command center, Lady Praelior will want to hear of our little friend here." Nodding at the order, the speeder took off quickly, leaving the lower levels of courscant.

All ins and outs secured, no one whom wasn't with The One Sith would be going anywhere anytime soon. Desolis headed to the command center, a heavily fortified and guarded building that served as a command and communications base for The One Sith as their other buildings were being made. An APB for the description of the agent and jedi uploaded to the planet wide list, it would cycle constantly through large banners in the sky along with political ads and other things. It seems The One Sith were now placing a capture order and were paying a good sum for the jedi and his friend. Bounty hunters on the planet were bound to take up the opportunity if it presented itself, and local enforcers had their eyes peeled. It had begun for those two, a long mission where the objective was "Do or Die." They had to find some way to escape courscant or face being caught eventually.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra stood there as [member="Carlo Dellen"] and [member="Agent Star"] leapt to the roof, her face greeting them with a smile and body with a wave as she greeted them. "You know, you two make quite a bit of noise, i had though you blew up the Iron Citadel all by yourself..." She was cloaked and covered, though she made no attempt to hide her force signature or the sabers at her waist. She hadn't planned on Sith killing when she went out today so a disguise was not something that she put a ton of effort in but what she did have would keep her identity hidden from Sith for the time being. "So, perhaps you can explain what the Kark you did to piss off the Sith and we can see if we can get you out of here. Agreed?"

[member="Desolis Kharr"] [member="Cain Laatl"]
 
"Well, he jumped on me, then I insulted him, then he punched me, then I insulted him again, then I ran up here, broken bones and all. And I would be more then happy for more help." Carlo said, checking himself. A black eye, and a bruise on the cheek, a couple of teeth were loose, he had two cuts on his chest, and a broken rib. As for his legs, his right shin was fractured. He looked up, seeing a large banner fly overhead with his and the agents images and information on it.
"Look at that, we're like fashion models now."
[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Carlo Dellen"]

Her brow raised as he said that and she laughed to herself before pointing with her head to follow her. "Come on you moron Jedi, before you get yourself killed by their cameras." Her grin never left her face and not an inch of betrayal came from her, mainly because she had no reason to turn this man over to the Sith, sure she fought with the current occupants of Coruscant but that didn't mean letting the Jedi escape for the moment would be all that bad... hell just means he will be stronger the next time the Sith find him again and she was sure that the Sith love a good fight, the only problem though is if she is seen with the man which thankfully due to her guise should be avoided. Just incase though she reached in her cloak and placed on her battle mask before also turning on sensory disrupters that would keep from someone hearing her voice as it is or seeing her clearly.
 

rain21199

The One Horned Demon
Well that was it. Cain was left all alone. He was more interested in the two men who had fled than the Sith-spit that left. He climbed up the side of the building, and made it up to the roof. He decided to introduce himself to the men. "I'm Cain. I really don't like the Sith, so I'm going to help you out.

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

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra looked past the Jedi padawan at the knight and grinned as she recognized him in an instant. "Interesting, I do believe we've met before and I must say hello once more hello." She crossed her hands behind her and spoke once more. "How many of you Jedi evaded capture anyways?"
 

rain21199

The One Horned Demon
Cain turned around in surprise. Someone knew him? That was odd to here. He had been a loner almost his entire life. He looked at the girl. She was definitely familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He heard that voice before, and he faintly remembers someone all dressed in grey. With that mask on it would be impossible to tell who she was. "I'm sorry, but I'm not sure who you are."

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
She smiled and reached up before removing the mask, though she made sure her hood remained pulled tight as silvered eyes fell on [member="Cain Laatl"], a light and soft grin on her face as she spoke. "Indeed you do, though it was but a brief and uneventful meeting that included a third party that no longer stands in the same place as us... what is it you are doing here other than being stuck on world and how many more Jedi are there trapped planetside exactly... well my question is in reference to a specific jedi but im curious in generalized terms."
 

Kaz Kūhiō

Thieves Guild Agent: The Desert Wolf
When the jedi and Agent Star hit the roof of the building he didn't know what the hell happened one moment a woman shows up the next a banner in the sky with our pictures on it. "Well, as long as we are all up here, I better introduce myself, I'm Nick Star, Agent Star. I am guessing that you are all Jedi or?" Agent said while brushing off the dust from his armour. Then he looked back up, that sith came out of nowhere, if they were nit in the alleyway, he might of gotten less injuries. Agent Star thought.
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]
[member="Carlo Dellen"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Agent Star"]

She looked at him and shook her head as she stood there. "I am several things, Former Sith, Former shade, and simply a ghost now that moves from shadow to shadow and finding those in curious positions much alike to my own... but no i am not a Jedi like the other two are..." She smiled at him though, the same kind and soft smile would be transferred from person to person as she spoke, after all she saw no need to cause any of them harm nor did she want to.
 
Having been in the lower levels for sometime now, Ballen-Ist would be around at the right moment to watch the spectacle transpire. It was most hilarious, in the young teenager's opinion, his mouth opening to lauch as the grenades sprayed fumes and electrical currents to cover Jedi's getaway. And of course, the deformed Acolyte failed, returning to the command center in his speeder. The failure of Desolis was extremely amusing, howevevr what truly intrigued the boy was the group of Jedi that had decided to come to Coruscant. Of course, everyone knew that the planet was under One Sith control, why in the blazes would they come to this planet of all planets? Continuing his stride, the boy would pass the alleyway, leaving the crowd that had stopped to observe as well.


His walk would break into a sprint as he began to move his legs faster, focusing the slightest amount of force energy around his lower limbs. Their speed would continue to increase, propelling his black cloaked form through the flow of people like a blur. Spotting another alleyway nearby, Ballen-Ist would run towards it, turning into the narrow hall as he arrived. There would be a ladder, which led up to the roof tops where the group consisting of [member="Alexandra Cinthra"], [member="Agent Star"], [member="Cain Laatl"], and [member="Carlo Dellen"] were. Considering the precautions the One Sith government and military had taken to lock down the spaceports and over all planetary security, it was highly unlikely that anyone would be able to arrive or depart from the planet. Pulling his black clothed body over the building's ledge, Ballen-Ist's booted feet would begin to walk towards the group slowly, waiting to see whether or not they would be hostile.

Seeing as the pure blood had attended the One Sith academies long ago, he was considered an official of the faction. In truth, he had not done much for the faction, save teach a few Acolytes something here or there, but that was the extent of his care for the Sith of today. "Greetings, Jedi." He would say, observing the group briefly, comparing them to the wanted notices he had seen earlier. It was them, alright. Though, if he was not mistaken, the white haired lady was a member of that one Grey Order, the one Emperor Daichi was apart of. Glancing down at his wrist, the boy would check the time on his communication device, remembering that he had to meet a man named Hadraas about a spar. If this all turned out well, he would be heading in that general direction either way, so the teenager continued his approach, holding his arms up to show that he did not hold a saber.

"Do you need assistance getting off the planet?" He would offer, remembering the words Ferus had spoken before his disappearance. The boy had been given a glimpse of the real Krest, perhaps in an effort to sway the pure blood's allegiance. It had not worked, but the lesson remained in his mind forever. Feeling compassion, and empathy for others, instead of hate. Traitorous for a Sith to suggest, but was it truly wrong? All of these thoughts and feelings swirled in the boy's mind like a typhoon, though beneath it all, he continued to tell himself he was doing this for one purpose. That, being the Acolyte's failure. Surely if they were caught, his efforts would be praised, appraisal that he did not deserve due to the initial fail.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra's eyes shot to the Sith Pureblood who found its way up here which seemed to confuse her even more as she looked back at the Jedi. "You guys, for being on the run Jedi, really dont know how to hide from the very group that wants to see you exterminated now do you? I mean come on, do they teach Jedi any subtlety any more..." She walked past them towards [member="Ballen-Ist"] and instead of making a single hostile move she bowed to the sith, a subtle and short bow out of respect rather than submission for the person, though if he did try and strike her hands were already on her sabers in both sleeves. "I believe ive seen you before... hmm i don't know where though... perhaps you can tell me why i recognize you as its not normal for me to know a Sith by simple glance." She remember exactly where she had seen this one, it had been an acquaintance of Krest's after he fell, one of his cohorts and someone she should hate though she held no hatred for, it was curious though to her why this one did not oppose the One Sith and seems to have joined it instead... though many sith from the New Order did upon reflection of such a idea.

[member="Agent Star"] [member="Cain Laatl"]
 

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