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A Guest of the Republic [Trasker | Graves]

OOC: Sorry for the delay, I have been having a few issues, but we are here! :D

@[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Ben Trasker"]

The sudden change in the winds wouldn't go unnoticed by the Jedi, he could be completely focused in the prisoner but he was not so reckless to narrow his vision and perception only to her. As the events began to move, he could sense and hear the words of the woman taunting him... reaching to his mind... and reaching to others inside the ship.

Although his demeanor didn't change, Vexander clearly knew what was happening and noticed that the guards' behavior and, from the way they were flying and how the prisoner was released from her chair... the pilots might be controlled as well.

Vexander's concentration had to be shifted slightly, he tightened the strong hold with telekinesis that he had on the prisoner, but he had to use the Force to keep his tumble and hold himself to the ground... the laughter of the darksider was poison to his ears, he despised her behavior and how she was performing her dirty work. Although the girl had her lightsaber in her hands now, he still had a strong grip and proceeded to act in an unorthodox Jedi way...

With a swift movement and the help of the Force, Vex jumped and kicked the hand of the darksider hoping to make her release the weapon... but even if he couldn't, he would make room for his next move: reaching to his belt, he unclipped his lightsaber and placed the hilt straight to the prisoner's neck but didn't ignite it... he planned to fulfill his duty and deliver the prisoner... although he could just finish with his work as a member of the Covenant eventhough he would blow his cover.

"Release them..." his blue eyes looked straight to her eyes with determinantion "...or you'll find yourself with another hole for breathing..."
 
@[member="Vexander Graves"] @[member="Ben Trasker"]

As the transport began to level off, Coci heard the engine thruster roar, indicating they are in reserve which means they are about to commence docking procedures. The situation just got worse and it appeared the pilots are controlled as well. They needed to take control of the ship before it docked, or they would be overwhelmed and captured.

Coci scrambled to her feet and ignited her purple blade. "Ben! get to the cockpit, we need control of the transport", she yelled, of course the doors to the cockpit are secured and have a security code for access .. it would not be easy for him, but he must try. Mean while Coci will provide cover for him and if Vexander is in peril she would aid him in the fight, she did not have time to plunge her saber into the control panel, the guards are about to engage her. The guards did not open fire with blasters or pistols .. in such close quarters that would be lethal as the bolts would ricochet and hit any one of them. Instead the three remaining guards, ignited their lightsabers and moved toward Coci.
 

Connor Harrison

Guest
The transport rocked again as it started to descend, which was going to be either a good or bad think depending on who's payroll the pilots were on.

Trasker pushed himself up on his arms but was taken aback by the lightsaber ignited by Coci Sinopi, G.I.A operative and apparent Jedi? What the...? His eyes momentarily fixed on her and the purple blade illuminating their current tomb. She looked majestic with an air of power and aut-

"Ben!" Her shout broke his concentration, and snapped him back to their situation.

Looking to his left, Graves seemed to have the woman under control and so it was down to him to see if he could get through to the cockpit, which wasn't going to be easy in a secure prisoner transport. Pushing up over the seat, he rolled forward, sticking to the wall and sliding up to the front of the ship to face the control panel for the cockpit. Having faith in the others to have his back as he couldn't see, Trasker crouched down and took in the keypad. That was all he had, a keypad with no access code.

Quickly fingering the door, there was nothing to use to his advantage, so he had to try the first thing that came to his mind. He slammed his palms on the door.

"Open the door! This is CSF Agent Ben Trasker, damnit open the door!"

There was no room for blaster fire and explosives, so if they didn't open, he would only have one option; the power of one of those hot lightsaber blades.


@[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Vexander Graves"]
 
OOC: sorry for the delay, I have been trying to catch up with everything after the holidays and it has been a pain :p

@[member="Coci Sinopi"] | @[member="Ben Trasker"]

The situation was getting worse every single moment, still, Vexander was not releasing the grip on the girl with the Telekinesis and his hilt remained in her throat. With the push of a button, the cyan blade would come to life and it would just pass through her neck ending her life.

The darksider was not giving in... perhaps she thought that a Jedi wouldn't dare to perform something so evil, something so un-Jedi like... but she was messing the wrong Jedi today...

"Second warning... release them..." In order to show that he was being serious the corellian aimed his lightsaber to the right shoulder... a non-lethal spot but a place that would show her that he was being serious about the fatal injury he would inflict at her. With a swift move and a the push of a button, he ignited the cyan blade of his lightsaber... and at his position, it would most likely harm her in her shoulder and create a hole that would make her release the control on the guards and the pilots.
 
@[member="Vexander Graves"] @[member="Ben Trasker"]

The only thing to move was her eyes. The darksider looked into Vexander’s eyes and smiled. Her ability with force is Masterful and in one motion she had released herself from his grip and raised her arm, summoning the force she sent a force push toward him, in close range it would impact on him with great strength. Her hand reached for the fallen saber which sprang to her hand in a blur.

“You think you are strong enough to hold me Jedi?”, she finally spoke, “You WILL bow before me”.

The guard approached Coci and engage her, his blade coming in a fast strike toward her right arm. He did not speak or have any sign of emotion within him, his eyes fixed almost staring and glazed over. Coci ‘s blade moved for the block and as she did she turned her body sideways and leaned her weight on her back leg. As the blades connected she lashed out with a front kick which struck his lower stomach. Her foot jarred as it struck the armour but it was enough to send the guard off balance.

She could hear the words of the darksider .. and the threat to Vexander but she was in no position at this point to aid him. The guard .. although off balance is in direct path.

As Ben ordered for the cockpit to be opened, he received no reply, in fact the ship continued on it’s course and through the door one could hear the pilot communicating with a commander of a ship, which gave clearance for docking.

The pilot began procedures to dock they are only a matter of minutes away. He turned to his co-pilot and another security guard for the pilots and ordered them to assist in subduing threats to the operation. A click of the cockpit door reverberated around the holding area and the door opened in front of Ben.

Coci did not hesitate, and moved forward. Although her attacker, and his fellow guards are armoured it is not resistance to a lightsaber blade, it would not be easy to penetrate but not impossible. She went on the attack, targeting two rapid strikes to the left side .. the third strike she feigned to the right but instead in a swift short strike hit the guard on the neck and held the blade there as he had moved to the right to block a strike that never came. Coci’s lightsaber blade bit into the armour burning the metallic protection which seared his skin. The guard yelled in pain and back away, she looked into his eyes and saw fear.

With the armour’s integrity now compromised Coci lunged forward and struck, the guards head rolling on the floor toward the feet of the other guard.
 

Connor Harrison

Guest
All of a sudden, the deep click of the door opened before him; the cockpit was accessible and he came face to face with the face of a fresh-faced uniformed security guard.

Seconds counted in situations like this, and without hesitating, Ben grabbed the man by the shoulders and brought up his knee into his abdomen, quickly finished with a swift elbow to the back of his neck as he crumpled with the sudden attack. He let the man fall to the floor and span around to get his back to the cockpit wall, waiting for whoever else was inside to come out fighting.

He saw the bright blades of the Jedi weapons in full force in a dazzling, violent display that illuminated the hold they were in like something out of a twisted dream. Trasker's distraction cost him time however, and a sharp pain in his thigh caused him to cry out and lose his stance. It was the co-pilot, right on him, coming from the cockpit.

Trasker fell backwards, sliding across the wall as he took the brunt of another kick and soon was locked in a grapple with the young man, fuelled by something that seemed to make him more dangerous than he looked.

Tightening his grip on the co-pilots arms, Trasker brought up his boot and used the advantage of being below the young man to roll him over his head in a mess on the back wall, only a few paces down from Coci and her battle.

Trasker roll around and charged into the co-pilot, pinning him up against the wall with his shoulder and quickly landed two firm punches across his face, the second causing his head to recoil into the wall, sending him down with a nice gash where his once un-broken nose once rested.

Looking down at the pain in his thigh, Trasker saw a slice in his trouser leg and the crimson trickle of blood. Ignoring the cut, he pulled himself forward and turned into the cockpit, seeing the bleakness of space outside, and the looming dock of Centax-1. He had to act fast, he had to get the transport up again.

@[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Vexander Graves"]
 

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