Private All The Secrets

[PERSENUS]

He fell from the sky, plummeting down towards the planet surface after having leapt out of his own ship. With his back against the earth, he watched as the ship he stole was blown to smithereens by the concussion missiles of the approaching Sith Imperial Hunters that dared cross the border of CIS. He had evacuated out of the ship that sadly had no escape pods, so he was falling with nothing. He did, luckily, had a low-energy jetpack, given to him by the sleeping owner of the ship. It wouldn't be enough to fly him to the ground sadly but if he times it right, he could make a relatively safe rough landing. Though, never having flown a jetpack before would prove to be a slight problem.

As the fire was now being directed towards him, he angled his body to be more aerodynamic, falling faster to evade the attacks of the freighter that had ambushed him in the system. Normally, without a jetpack on, one would not be able to change their trajectory in the air, but using the Force Power of Inertia, he managed to swerve away from the attacks. He gripped the bag tightly as he evaded each attack, making sure its contents would not be broken. He had risked his life for the old relic - he would not let it go so easily. It was an item that would give him an edge in the coming battles that never ended.

He was nearing one of the plateaus and started up the jetpack. He unfurled his body as he turn right-side up once more, letting the jetpack carry him down towards the earth. The relief of finding safe ground, even while in a shootout, overwhelmed him. That was a mistake, he realized, as the ground below him exploded from a missed concussion missile, and he was thrown off balance. He landed on the jetpack on the side of the plateau, rolling down towards the river as piece by piece, the jetpack was taken off of him. He huddled around the bag, protecting it from harm with his own body as he was then submerged in raging currents.

He fought against the river for several minutes, having been thrown through the torrents musings of under water stalagmite and other such rock formations, crashing through them with great force. He eventually resurfaced and realized that through some luck, the water had carried him away from his pursuers, losing them in the rush. As he turned around, that relief was once again stripped off of him as he saw the waterfall at the edge. Once more, he began to struggle against the harsh waters.

He dragged himself out of the lake the waterfall led him to. Persenus would vomit out the water and the few scraps of space food he had consumed. His body was covered in bruises, his bones were screaming at him, and his senses were dulled with the rush of the tides still resounding inside his ears. Then again, this wasn't anything new to unlucky Persenus. He checked the bag, finding the consoling sight that the book was still in shape and was not destroyed by the water thanks to the waterproofed bag he had carried it in. Hopefully, this relief would not be taken from him this time.

Lia Stilben

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[Lia Stilben]

Location: Over the pool of the falls​

Equipment: The Silent Shadow, lightsaber, light field armor, Sith robes, chrono, pocket knife, a few other odds and ends​

Tag: PERSENUS​

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Overhead space distorted as a spear-tip shaped ship exited hyperspace. Maneuvering thrusters brought it toward the planet, and a burst of the sublights made sure it would fall down the gravity well. And then it went dark, as Lia shut down all active systems. In freefall, she went. Even gravity was off, causing her stomach to rise as she sat. Ahead she could see brilliant flashes as she closed the gap. One ship, pursuing another. Reaching out with her senses, she could feel the Force was boiling. The lead vessel veered off course, but the fire from the pursuer changed to direct at something else ahead. It was a dark dot. It had limbs. It was a person. She could feel them use the momentum of their fall, changing their trajectory.

Was this why she was here? She still wasn't sure, but she'd been pursuing whatever direction the Force lead her. She'd grown to trust her instincts. It looked like the pursuers had things well in hand. They didn't need her help. But the falling target did. Something told her that was her purpose. Well, she wasn't letting this go. Not yet.

Reaching over, she reactivated her systems, which were set to quick-start. Engines, sensors, shields, weapons, life support, including gravity, inertial dampers, the works. All came back online in less than a second. Taking hold of the controls with a sound akin to a purr. Just as quickly her targeting system had painted the two ships, but locked on to the pursuit ship. Changing settings on her weapon systems, she pressed the thumb stud. Two missiles leaped forward, while she pulled the trigger. Two cannons had popped up before this reveling, and under her touch, they erupted in a hail of shots, marked by a lead target assist. The first few shots slammed into shields, and then both missiles slammed home detonating in brilliant bursts. A flare of light and a boom accompanied each as they were well within the atmosphere now. The ship began to smoke and list. Laser fire poured into the frame and stabbed deep into the engines. The flared out, the whole thing flaming as it came down, before it detonated in mid-air. Flaming parts rained down, trailing fire and smoke.

Rolling to the left and climbing she sighted the figure as it fell into the water, thanks to a nearly unobstructed view of an entire hemisphere. Switching her sensors to ground scan mode, she drifted over the river following it along until she came to the waterfall where things were calmer. If the target survived. Or even if it didn't, it was likely to wash up here. Scanning about, she looked for a place to set down...

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[PERSENUS]

He wasn't aware of his apparent savior. He just thought himself lucky. Once again, he repeated. "Luck and Chaos...." He heard a ship fly overhead and thought it was his assailants. Fear surged through him once more as he kicked himself up from the ground, taking the bag into his strong grip again, before he started to make a break for it. He ran through the forest, leaping into the canopy. His heart was still beating hard, blood coursing through his chest like thundering wave.

On her scanners, she would see figure on the surface level, breaking away into the forest. It travelled in lightning quick steps and dashes that covered great distances, though assuming he was on foot, such speed would not be able to sustained for long.

Lia Stilben

 

[Lia Stilben]

Location: Sitting at the falls basin shoreline​

Equipment: The Silent Shadow, lightsaber, light field armor, Sith robes, chrono, pocket knife, a few other odds and ends ​

Tag: PERSENUS​

Lia watched the scanners. It wasn't hard to make out the bright infrared signature of the fleeing form. Moreover, she could feel the use of the Force. It was hazy but close enough to register like a fuzzy glow. She could have focused harder on it and gotten the resolution she wanted, but that wouldn't be necessary. Snickering, an idea came to her. Gaining a little altitude, she followed the fast-moving figure. He was disturbing enough air she could have tracked him even without infrared. Not to mention how much he shook the trees with his passing.

Reaching over, she keyed the communication system to life and switched to an external loudspeaker or public address system. Two hundred meters overhead and drifting after, a female voice boomed from the sleek ship like a goddess, "Okay, they're all dead. If you want off this rock before more arrive, I'll be waiting at the falls for five minutes." She switched back to regular communications mode, shutting off the PA. The pilot then depressed the left rudder pedal, swinging her nose around to the left. Bringing the vessel around the inertial mapper and ground scans showed her on course for the falls again. She headed that direction much more quickly while dropping altitude.

There was no way to land in the trees unless she found a large enough clearing. But the falls were a known point for both of them. Easy enough to get back to with speed. Whatever the timetable was for this chucklehead, did he really want to risk being here when the next batch of Sith showed up and started shooting?

The ship-slipped to the right as she came around in a circle over the falls, pointing back the way she'd come. It stopped in a hover over the water, then drifted to the shore and set down rather gently. Whoever was flying that bird had a delicate touch.

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