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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 walked to the Sith Pure Blood and looked at him. "That depends kid, are you going to stab me in the back?" Agent said, it was a normal questions to ask. "If anything why are you even offering us help" he asked with a sour attitude, he didn't like sith unless he worked for them, but even then it was a rare thing to do.

[member="Ballen-Ist"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 
The boy would continue to stand motionless, waiting for [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] to finish scolding the Jedi. He simply looked at the ground in annoyance, only lifting his gaze as he felt the grey woman approach. Watching her bow, the pure blood could not help but be surprised, though he did not return the bow. "Thank you, but we should save the formalities for when we get out of here." He said, rolling his glowing yellow eyes briefly. Turning away from the group, he would begin to walk towards the direction of the hangar, where had landed his shuttle in. "Are you going to accept my o-" He would begin to say, before being cut off by [member="Agent Star"]. Turning his head, the teenager would cast a glance at the armored man, his eyes flaring angrily with dark side corruption. However, he simply spoke once more, looking to the female who seemed to be the leader. The young Knight did not know where he had seen her before, or if he had seen her at all. Perhaps she had been watching him, or Ferus.

"You may know my late master, Darth Ferus." He spoke, before continuing, "Do you accept my offer, or do you have your own means of escaping? If so, I shall leave." He stated.
 

Kaz Kūhiō

Thieves Guild Agent: The Desert Wolf
The Agent took a step back when the sith pure blood's eyes flared. "Just calm down." Agent said to himself softly. Then looked at the Jedi that had gotten hurt, he took one hell of a beating. "You ok?" The Agent asked @CarloDellen, agent looked at him, he was pretty young, so was the sith pure blood, they don't deserve to get gutted by me yet.

[member="Ballen-Ist"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
@CainLaatl
 

rain21199

The One Horned Demon
Cain watched as a new face appeared. He stepped closer to the group. "Us all sitting here talking is fine, but we really need to start moving. There are too many of us to move in a group, so I think we should split up in two separate groups. I volunteer myself for the group of two." He thought that the two strongest ones there should be in the group of two.

[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Ballen-Ist"]
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"I agree... though i think that the Sith should not go with the Injured group, as it would be a danger incase this is a trap... Cain can you go with the Sith then while i lead mister injury to a safe place?" She glanced at him, fully remembering his name though she made sure not to say the last part incase the Sith brought it back to the Iron Citadel, she didn't trust this one, especially if it was a associate of Ferus'

[member="Cain Laatl"] [member="Agent Star"] [member="Ballen-Ist"]
 

rain21199

The One Horned Demon
Cain sized up the Sith. "Alright, it sounds good. We should keep each other in sight, in the event that a fight does happen we can help each other. If the odds look like it is in the enemies favor with everyone against them just leave the members behind. Getting two or three of us captured is better than all five." Cain didn't know why he had been going through the trouble of helping them. It was probably because he's had it with the Sith, and any act of rebellion would make him feel better.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Agent Star"]
[member="Ballen-Ist"]
 
"It would be best if you all just followed me along the roof tops." The boy stated, stepping towards the edge of the building he stood on. If they all needed to leave the planet, it would be best to follow all together. It was not exactly a far drop, either way he would not descend in that manner. Lifting an arm, Ballen-Ist would begin to think about the plan he had formulated, it was a rather simple one. Hopefully, the group would be able to make their way along the streets without attracting any attention, long enough to arrive at the hangar where his shuttle was. If they at least made it to the hangar, everything would be fine.

"I know you don't trust me, which is reasonable. I don't know what my master has done, and I don't care." He began, not exactly sure as to why he would try and reason. Of course they wouldn't listen, they were Jedi after all. Well, half of them.
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"] [member="Cain Laatl"] [member="Agent Star"]
 

Kaz Kūhiō

Thieves Guild Agent: The Desert Wolf
Agent stepped to the edge of the roof near Ballen-Ist. "Look guys, I don't care what plan we use but let's just get the hell off this planet soon." The Agent said then looked at the bottom of the alley where the crater was. "I'm fine as long as I don't get killed in the process of leaving." The Agent said with a chuckle then looked back at the rest of the group and waited.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]
[member="Ballen-Ist"]
 

Desolis Kharr

"The Personification of Despair"
[member="Agent Star"] l [member="Cain Laatl"] l [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] l [member="Ballen-Ist"]

As the group sat on a roof top arguing on what course to take, the sirens of military police could be heard off in the distance. As the area around them began to glow in strobes of blue and red, it was obvious that they had been spotted by something. As the comm channels began to fill with units responding to the alert, Desolis' attention was caught. Grabbing a few men as his personal unit, he gripping his lightsaber clicking it onto his belt. "Very well... lethal authorization granted, call to lord [member="Darth Arcis"] of the the 501st and request reinforcements. Whatever happens I want that jedi's skull at my feet!" Turning while folding his hands behind his back, his cloak waved as he motioned for the units to move out. Rushing to speeders and the battleships available, filling them in and arming them. As Desolis made his way to his personal speeder, the gunships began to take off sweeping up high into the sky carrying units and heavy armaments effective against ground personnel.

Walking away from the command and coordinate room within the facility, Desolis began to move towards his speeder. His personal group of soldiers waiting for him, he mounted aboard the speeder with them. As the engines began to revolve, the thrusts spooling up, the speeder began to take off. Rising up into the sky, it was sleek and black in order to blend in better with shadows ccreated by the large buildings. Sitting back, Desolis began to feel in the force, attempting to find any traces.
 
Chenlacca had found himself cruising along on his speeder, the Acolyte's eyes glancing, almost nervously around. He gave himself a quick reminder that he could slay them all if trouble arised. Or could he? Of course, these people weren't Sith, but neither was he. Yet.

Eventually finding a more civilised area, the Sith jumped out of his transport, securing up his cloak, one hand on his lightsaber, ready to take it off his belt and strike at a moment's notice. He eventually began to relax, his saber hand dropping to his side, the tension releasing from his mind, and began to take in his surroundings. Drunks, Bounty Hunters. Everything.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra looked up at the sounds of the sirens and sighed. "We better get going now..." Without a single hesistation she shot from where she stood across the roof, her feet being sped up by channeling the force through her and moving as quickly as she could. If they followed her it was not her problem though if they did they would have to keep up.

[member="Chenlacca"]
 

Kaz Kūhiō

Thieves Guild Agent: The Desert Wolf
Agent looked up. "She's right, if we have a chance we better get out of here now." The agent said before getting a running start and jumping off the edge of the roof and barley catching the other side, he then pulled himself up, that made him a bit tired but he was still able to get out of there. "Are you guys coming, no doubt it's going to be a bigger fight if we stay." The agent said before runnin across the building, he wasn't sure he could trust this certain group of force users especially the pure blood, as for the injured jedi, hopefully he doesn't get into another fight with a sith, that could be trouble. This has got to be the most stupidest thing he had ever done, running from a bunch of sith, whatever it was time to go.

[member="Cain Laatl"]

[member="Ballen-Ist"]

[member="Desolis Kharr"]

[member="Chenlacca"]

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 
Ballen-Ist would turn from the building's edge as the sirens sounded out, his black cloaked form moving quickly with force enhancement. His physique would move as a blur as he made his way towards an alley, jumping briefly before descending down into the dark passage. Stepping over and around garbage cans and the like, the young Knight would begin to make his way through the alley, regardless whether someone chose to follow him or not. He would eventually make his way to the streets, pausing before he went out into the open. He would tug at the cape that hung around his collar, tossing it to the ground as he wore his One Sith uniform in plain sight.

From there, the red skinned pureblood would begin to travel towards the hangars, where his ship awaited. Lifting his wrist to his mouth, the boy would begin to speak a few commands, ordering the commandant to prep the shuttle for launch. Casually glancing back every so often, Ballen-Ist would check to see if someone decided to follow him. Wafting through the crowds on the street, the Knight would eventually arrive at the hangars, pausing only if someone decided to show themselves. If not, he would continue, walking up the boarding ramp of his shuttle, before taking off into the atmosphere, most likely travelling safely into space.
 
His cloak fell from his shoulders, and a grin appeared to creep it's way onto Darth Zilla's face. He'd raced back to his speeder, swinging his powerful legs onto the feet-rests. Soon, he was retreating, keeping frightened bystanders at bay with his Saber, the red blade lighting up his grey face. Chenlacca was inside the cargo compartment of his ship, leaving the speeder inside, and heading up to the cockpit. As soon as he came, the Wookiee Sith Apprentice was gone.
 

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