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A Deal With The Sith

With a deep sigh, Carolus would leap forward and towards [member="Yuroic Xeraic"], the force augmenting his speed to allow him to dash towards him with immense speed and as he would get close, would simply strike the blade towards the man without a word spoken and the only sound being heard would be that of the blades emitted swing towards the other.
 
As Yuroic would begin to back away, Cadan would par the door way, preventing Yuroic from leaving. His weapon would rise, the barrel pointing towards Yuroic. "Your not going anywhere." His tone was serious, there was no saddness or joy in his voice, much like his eyes.

He'd look around and nod to the other Jackals, who all would hopefully seem to do the same. The real purpose was to eliminate Yuroic, he had been a pain in The Jackals neck since the start. Plus he still owed them 32,000 credits from the slave auction that he ruined.

[member="Yuroic Xeraic"] [member="Darth Carolus"] [member="Fiarr Zikri'tvo"] [member="A.D.A.M."] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
 
Egil Places his hand on his belt Swiftly grabbing his lightsaber turning it on, the bright blue blade shines the area around Egil.
He places both his hands on the handle holding it tightly beginning to quickly approach [member="Yuroic Xeraic"]. The look of Anger covers his face.
 
He heard Cadan and sighed, it seemed that he had saved himself 17,000 creds but he had lost the chance to start peaceful negotations with the Sith and the Jackals. What was with the aggression, sure if he was be violent or rude he could under stand their anger to him but this was outright petty and he viewed this trying to kill him as underneath at least the Sith, who was now charging at him. Yuroic jumped up and grabbed the pipes up high attached to the ceiling, he wasn't foolish enough to attempt to duel a Sith Lord, he however couldn't stop the Sith using Force Powers.

"You know some would say that peaceful negotations aren't your strong suit but me? I say you are really bad at the whole, lets not fight, lets be friends." He used his upper body strength to pull himself along the pipe, seeing a ventilation shaft open nearby. He shuffled along as he had left himself open to attack from ranged attacks while he moved to escape. He hated that his trusting nature and friendliness was met with hostility and aggression from those who he was trying to make amends to.

[member="Darth Carolus"] | [member="Cadan Tazi"] | [member="Egil"] | [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
 
In mid-dash, the Sith lord would stop himself and throw his hands towards [member="Yuroic Xeraic"], lightening arcing from Carolus's fingers and running along the metal of the pipes, in turn running to the ventilation shaft and making everything metallic nearby to the initial mark of lightening, would be strong enough to paralyze someone long enough to have their muscles spasm and allow them to be vulnerable, unfortunately the entire roof is metallic.

"Accept your fate, worm."
 
A.D.A.M. stood next to Cadan, whipping out his Mandalorian Ripper, he heads to the far back, allowing the sword-weilders and force-users to do the first bits of damage, waiting for an opertune moment, his sensors watch movements and predict patterns with every passing second. He wanted to avoid friendly fire as much as possible.
 
Cadan's rifle would follow Yuroic, but before he had the chance to let lose some shots, the Sith lord used his lightning. Instead, he resting his finger on the trigger, waiting for the opportune moment to fire upon Yuroic.
 
Yuroic's body was shocked by the Sith's lightening, he felt the electricity at first clench his muscles and tighten his grip on the pipe, which turned out fortunate as the attack Egil attempt missed before he felt the Force Lightening stop and his grip on the pipe was released by his muscles severely relaxing and his body falling to the ground. He was fortunate to dip his head to his chest and slam his arms on the ground to break his fall.

However he was left on the floor and he groaned as his back was now sore, he realised that his trusting nature and arrogance had lead him to this compromising position just as his Master, [member="Serian Loria"] had forewarned him of. He grabbed his lightsaber, his last line of defense. He knew that his Master would have tracked his movements but whether or not he would help his apprentice in the situation he had gotten himself into was another matter.

Yuroic closed his eyes and mustered up all his remaining strength, he refused to lose his life and he realised that the Jackals and this Sith had made him an enemy, something that meant very little now but in a couple of years it could be a very deadly situation for them. He waited for their next attack as he licked his lips and opened his eyes, he was strangely still calm, his anger would have normally risen higher but he had controlled himself, not to use his anger without control.

[member="Darth Carolus"] | [member="A.D.A.M."] | [member="Egil"] | [member="Cadan Tazi"]
 

Serian Loria

In the shadows, at the fringe
One such as his apprentice would have gathered a few enemies, something he had anticipated. He knew the boy would have done things without the thought to tell him of them, a mistake he had only allowed once. Those with the ability to Sense another presence wouldn’t have sensed him till he was ready for Serian typically always kept his aura hidden. He’d watched the display dispassionately, he wanted to see what his student could muster and, frankly he wanted him to just plain suffer a little. From his vantage he could see and hear everything, it wasn’t like these ones were trying to hide.

He could tell the idiot was at the last of his strength and decided to act then. He moved quickly, arriving at the edge of where they were gathered, letting his aura free. For all that he was neutral, he still held the taint of one who walked the Dark path. His neutrality was more in motivation than in philosophy, he was no Lightsider and at least that would be obvious. “I will be taking my idiot apprentice back with me gentleman.”

He was an unknown and, unlike his student, not exhausted. For the fool to have a master who was one like him would probably prove his words, but he doubted these people would willingly give up. He walked towards Yuroic and then, when he was within reach, backhanded him. “You and I have much to discuss later. I am denying them their desire to kill you, but frankly they did a piss poor job of making you regret coming here, something I will correct. You were right, you are no Jedi, but neither are you anything of value either.”

He turned towards the leader [member="Darth Carolus"] his lit ruby gaze glittering. It didn’t impress him that there was still such Sith such as this one still wandering the galaxy. “I’m not interested in fighting you, my only desire is to take this moron where I can deal with him in private.”

He dismissed the others, they weren’t important, but this one was pulling the strings. Still, it was essentially four against one as he didn’t even consider Yuroic to be of any use. This stranger’s methods left much to be desired and he wondered if he’d have the sense to call off the rest. In the end a true fight would be between the two of them, not these others. However he had serious doubts about the intelligence of the one who had organized this pathetic display.


[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]
 
ADAM's Blaster trained on the master. He shifted his hand underneath the clock a soft "Click" came from it, the flamethrower beneath becoming ready to activate. He spoke to [member="Cadan Tazi"] next to him. "He does know that he's out-numbered, yes?" The blaster's sights were aimed for the master's legs, an easy target to hit. He remains silent save for that whisper...

Glowing yellow sensors stare foward at the Jedi, Adam splits his AI and begins running through the security of the building, hacking into it within seconds. Nothing like a place of high security. He remained silent still.. numbers whirling through his head as he considered what to do next, he motioned his head at [member="Darth Carolus"] as if to say it was his call.
 
Cadan would be somewhat surprised about the fact that a person waltzed right up into the room, bypassing all of the crew and ships outside.

Nether the less, his rifle would come up as Serian entered, the barrel pointing towards the man's chest. He'd angle his right wrist so that the weapon was still pointing at Serian's waist, but also so he could use his flamethrower when need be. The nozels of the flamethrower pointing towards Serian aswell. Taking all the weight of the rifle into his right hand, he place his left hand on his wrist, his index finger resting above the trigger of the flamethrower.

Leaning his head to the side slightly so he could get closer to A.D.A.M. he'd whisper. "Probably, but he's a stupid Jed, so 'e thinks he's invincible. Just be ready." The last bit was unnecessary but he still said it, somewhat to himself more than A.D.A.M.

[member="A.D.A.M."][member="Serian Loria"] [member="Darth Carolus"]
 
The Sith lord would allow [member="Serian Loria"] to grab [member="Yuroic Xeraic"] and simply stop the lightening, taking in a deep breath prior to his saber dismissing itself into the hilt. Carolus would latch the hilt onto his belt and turn to face [member="Egil"] and make his way slowly towards the child.

"Take the kid, beat him till he listens and then, beat him some more."

Upon getting close to Egil, he would grab at the child's cloak and drag him towards the building's entrance.

"Captain, continue your friendship with Miss Chiasa, I intend to- Get close."

Carolus would then leave with his young apprentice, soon after leaving the planet upon a standard One Sith ship.
 

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