Always Reuniting with Family

[Felicity Mason]

When she saw Owain jump, she turned to keep moving. It was up to her to lead the way, right? This was her adventure. But Owain made her stop. She hadn't realized he might have trouble with that fall. It wasn't so far, was it?

"You big baby. Fine fine."

Felicity hurried over to help support Glyph, blissfully unaware of how much this little adventure of hers was already costing her friends and family.

[member="Owain"] [member="Glyph"]

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

[SIZE=12pt]Excellent she thought he did not have an aversion to it, she while in most cases would never have said something keeping it to herself, something told her to tell him. And when he talked about having been a power Master of the Sith, she smiled, “I would say we both like being a little bad”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]She reached over with a single finger she slowly glided it up his throat to the tip of his chin, moving his eyes from her mouth to her eyes. She leaned just slightly, “You can always kiss me again, I promise I will not protest”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]She looked up at him, so perhaps the reason they had this encounter to meet was to find a kindred spirit, a welcome harbor from the nights that often were too long, and the days that seemed to be filled with endless chatter about things that while necessary were not making life worth living. Perhaps it was just an existence.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]He made her laugh when he said that it would totally bug him, he had a sense of humor. “So how hot do Sith Lords like it Zander?” She asked leaving it open for him to decide how to answer.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Then it was time to order, she sat up and then looked upon the menu, “I feel like something simple, can you scramble me a few eggs, then put some onion into it. A side of some kind of crispy protein, and a muffin. A toasted muffin.” She looked at Zander, “I like breakfast for dinner”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She could have ordered anything ordering what she wanted though made a great deal of sense.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She nodded to the youth and smiled, nodding he went off to put in their order. “Besides Champagne goes with anything, don’t you agree?”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She held up her glass, “shall we toast to, chance encounters?” She was thinking on what brought them to that moment that said look at him, what do you think of sex, dark and broody. It made her all warm and fuzzy inside, that’s what it did.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt][member="Zander Greyson"][/SIZE]

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sorry for the delay, holidays and all

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[Matreya]

Leonardo realized one thing quickly: he would be destroyed if he stayed still. Leaping back a few feet, into the building once more, he growled, snarled, then roared again. However, as he was about to step out doors again, Leo heard and saw the man take flight towards the floor they had recently been on. Turning his extremely long gait back to the stairs, he jumped 3 at a time, slid on the second floor and raced back towards the room they had been in.

The moment he pushed through the door, he spotted the others vacating, a grenade landing, and his enemy through the hole. So instead of slowing he continued, then launched through at his man. At so close a distance, with the flying mans attention on the now falling target, he was sure they would collide and both plummet the dozen yards to the ground below.

[member="Cambry Owens"]

 

[Bolt]

Another twitch of the lips showed a smile, but he waited to respond. Pouring himself a hefty shot, he raised it after and nodded, "To chance encounters."

Paling for a second, Zander dropped his glass mid motion, "I am so sorry Alexis, I have to go, unless you would like to accompany me..." HIs voice was tight, showing the strain he felt. For that one moment he had recieved a very vivid vision of his niece having a grenade thrown at her. This would not stand. He may not have the power he had once had, but his skill as an assassin and warrior were still level with those of few across the galaxies.

"My niece is in danger." The sentence was short and crisp, but spoke volumes, "If you do decide to follow me, use these to drive my ride. Remember: its fast." Zander said dropping the keys.

Running like the free runner he had always had been, Zander went clear over all obstacles before him, including people and tables in single bounds. All the while he pressed a hidden button attached to his watch; a homing beacon that would signal his weapons transport to make haste to his position. Reaching the stairs, he moved quickly up each level, hands not even on the rails. Anyone that happened to be in his way was thrown to the side - one even being forced to broken ribs due to the stumble. But he didnt care.

Reaching out with his meager mental abilities, Zander smiled, reached the nearest door way then dashed within, and straight for the window. Hurling a chair at the window, the man dove into - then through - the spider webbed glass. Dropping for hardly two seconds, he landed on the top of his larger ship, slid to the side and into the opened hatch.

"Droid get me back to my niece. I need to arm up." Moving to the rear, Zander grabbed Lotus, his Amphistaff, and Ashin Varanin's gifted saber. Coiling the snake like weapon to his belt, he then placed the saber there as well. This wasnt an assault, so he didnt suit up, but it was always better to be ready. Then he began to move to the boxes holding his guns: like I said, always better to be ready.

[member="Alexis Ravensclaw"]

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

In midsentence he paused this look upon his face said that there was something wrong before she could utter the words he was up apologizing, dropping keys and gone to find his niece.

There was only a minor issue, she did not know where to find his niece, would the car take her to him could it track him. She smiled the evening it seemed was over. Alexis looked at his glass, and then at the keys. Perhaps a spell would work she picked up the keys and then she took a plate and poured a bit of water onto the face. Holding the keys over the plate she whispered a spell "le propriétaire de ces Je dois trouver , révéler son emplacement" she looked into the plate.

At first nothing happened, Alexis whispered the spell again, this time the water rippled and showed her a street. A name, she thought I need a name. Within moments as if panning slowly to the left a sign was revealed. She smiled, well then let us go find this place.

Curling her fingers around the keys she nodded to the staff, "A pressing matter has come up, perhaps another time" Alexis rose up and made her way to the car. Now this would also be quite the trick she was not as skilled as Zander at this, but she would take it at half speed, she found a map and began to following the steady line to where she hoped she would find Zander.

She only hoped that it was nothing serious, and that if there was something she could do, she would help.

[member="Zander Greyson"]

 

[Cambry Owens]

"Well, I would, if he hadn't ducked inside like a boy caught in the rain."
Cambry's burst drove him up and into the room, where he landed with as much steadiness as the blast of a rocket will give you. His gun arm was raised as he landed, a few feet from the three adventurers. Everyone was making this kind of hard; he didn't even plan to hurt the guy. Heck, more people were likely to get hurt with the big red thing throwing itself around.
"In fact, the monster is making it's way upstairs." Verne brought the stun cannons aiming at the hole in the wall, in preparation for the big thing apparently attacking the kids and Cambry.
Cambry winced, and fired his blaster (set to stun) at the least armored bit on Glyph. For some reason, it hadn't had much affect before, but he hoped that would change. His aim was pretty steady, and they were close at it was.
"Ascending the stairs and...entering your room."
Hearing that (and the bumping of the galumphing Leonardo De Ugly), Cambry immediately launched himself sideways, towards the wall. When the beast came hurtling, it was more likely that he hit one of the kids, as Cambry himself wasn't even in the way. Either way, the moment the beast launched itself through the door, the Push Gaunt on Cambry's arm had activated, launching a burst of concussive energy toward it, and likely pushing it out the gap and past the kids whether it wanted that or not.​

And the moment that it fell out of the gap, Verne was prepared to pump it full of stunning blaster fire. ​

At least this way he was keeping the monster away from the girl, the only one he seemed interested in protecting. Unlike the other two, her wit had apparently endeared her to the socially-impaired Bounty Hunter.
All in all, he hadn't really even wondered why he was fighting some sort of hulking red thing. It was Coruscant. Just another day.
"The authorities are surely on their way."​

"Shoot the Red One!" Cambry replied in something of a frantic yell.​

So Verne did.​

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[member="Leonardo Daemon"] // [member="Felicity Mason"] // [member="Glyph"] // [member="Owain"]​

 

[Matreya]

Cool wind...

Shooting pains all over his whole body...

Darkness....

Leonardo would likely not awaken for quite a time. The fall being to much for his recently turned body.

Thanks to the unconscious state, his body as well began to slowly return to its original state...

 

[Bolt]

Coming to the fore of his ship, Zander stood with a Melinda Blaster Rifle against his back, a Lola Shotgun leaning against his right hip, and the already mentioned weapons against his belt. Kicking open the rear hatch, Zander watched as a large red beast was sent plummeting to the ground below. HIs body bounced like a childs ball.

"Sad." Zander murmured, surprising himself that he did genuinely feel the loss was a waste. Reaching over his shoulder, Zander drew the large Sniper from his shoulder, clicked charge then replaced it back against his back with the strap over his shoulder. Gripping the butt of Lola, he hefted the weight up, counted all 8 shells aligned along the edge. Taking one he slipped it to the chamber, pumped the barrel, and smiled grimly. Despite a different out look on life and killing, he had to admit the feel of old trusted weapons were like a woman's touch...

While the ship rose slightly higher and continued in its circular path around the building, Zander paused and called out telepathically, "Alexis! If you hear this, you are close enough to me to find my ship! I cannot ask of you to aid, but if you find yourself in dire need of something to do, a little distraction might be useful!" He hoped the Force would carry the words to her senses.

Then he reached to his gun belt that lay around his seat, drawing the Betty Blaster found there, he shot over his shoulder, so sure of his aim he did not even look. Sure enough a sound of trickling glass falling could be heard, re-holstering the pistol he didnt need, he turned and launched himself into the hole he created. He was roughly a floor above where the red beast had been thrown clean out. There had been no powerful Force fluctuations that his body could sense, so little pondering led to a few options: the head of which was a mandalorian of some stance.

Moving for the door, he raised the shotgun, ready to blast if he felt he was under attack.

"Felicity...where are you...?" He muttered, pondering calling into the Force, but he didnt know if the person attacking her was Force attuned.

[member="Cambry Owens"] [member="Owain"] [member="Glyph"] [member="Felicity Mason"]

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

It was soft subtle with a hint of urgency that she could hear in the voice of Zander as he used the force to find her, to tell her what he would like for her to do.

A diversion she thought, and find his ship. Find his ship. He was testing her scrying abilities she was almost to where Zander was near. She pulled into an available space instead, she needed to concentrate on his ship.

Seering was not her strongest ability, her ability that she had practiced most was elemental. Coruscant was not helpful when it came to elemental, except for the planet itself the life of it, while she could sense the essence of the planet. Unlike the masters who could actually access and use the planets to their will Alexis could only tap into small pockets of it.

Perhaps that was all she needed, to tap a small pocket and use it locally use it on whatever was giving Zander difficulties.

Alexis then focused on the ship, find Zanders ship she stared into the clear surface before her whispering the spell again, again the spell the words shimmered with life showing her a ship.

Very well she turned away clearing her mind and then drove to where the ship would sit. As she moved she thought Let me find it, Let it be the right one, guide my steps, my hand in this she couldn't help but feel Zander was near. A strange sensation she couldn't fully absorb.

She allowed her hands to be guided in a way that could only be expressed as surreal she moved and yet it did not feel like her.

Then she stopped, the car stopped. A ship glistening in shadows beckoned.

[member="Zander Greyson"] | [member="Cambry Owens"]

 

[Cambry Owens]

Cambry reacted to the fall and subsequent stunning of the red guy with a small, satisfied look, and a sincere grin. It was almost immediately ceased as Verne spoke up in his ear.
"It is done. Of note: Coruscant Security is apparently now in transit to our location, according to their communications."
That really ruined the mood. He couldn't risk getting captured by the Sith; that sounds like it would suck.​

Nimbly, his mind began to calculate, to examine. He didn't even for a second consider his impact on anyone else in this situation, it just wasn't in his nature, and nor did he register any emotion in this scenario. Only the facts really came into play. He wasn't getting Felicity's guilt or indignantance, any of the guys' protectiveness, or even the anger directed at him for all this. Nah. Everyone just seemed kind of uptight and dramatic, and he was trying to get a job done. Typical.​

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"Okay." He said, after about a second. Standing, as he was, about a few feet from Owain, Felicity, and the carried Glyph, he decided to make his move. With a step forward, Cambry fired his stunner once at Glyph, and once at Owain. Immediately after, in the scenario that Owain dropped Glyph in anyway, he would step in to relieve the larger young man of the burden, and grab the hopefully stunned Glyph instead.
It's possible this could all go terribly, terribly wrong, especially with the Shotgun fairy knocking on the door.
Wait...​

Shotgun fairy?
...What was he hearing?
His eyebrow quirked, illuminated by the blue flash of the stunning blast.​

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[member="Zander Greyson"] // [member="Felicity Mason"] // [member="Glyph"] // [member="Owain"]

((Hope this is alright, Christmas happened.))
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[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Cambry Owens"] [member="Zander Greyson"] [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] [member="Felicity Mason"]

Glyphs eyes shifted and looked around the area, Felicity was beside him, helping carrying him. She was there and as was Owain, the one he had just been in mid fight with before shit starteed to explode and collapse around them... and then nothing. He felt a quick jolt, sleep and the darkness enveloping him as his head dropped and his entire body stilled to a halt. He was dead weight now and he could only wonder at what it was that held hold on them now. Was Felicity still ok, was Owain. He had no idea what was even to happen now as he slipped out of consciousness and soon his body would shake from the unbarred emotions and pain that assaulted his mind because of his empathy, unable to stop shaking even in his unconscious state.

 

[Bolt]

Finally breaching the room that held a massive hole, Zander found it to be the very same that the Force had shown him earlier. Dropping to his haunches, he let his age old skill, 3 lives worth, of tracking a target kick in. Glancing slowly around the room he could break down what had happened to the group: someone had popped up, seemingly from nowhere, just as the group was leaving the room, attacked, then been attacked - indicated by the large foot prints leaping across the spaces down the hall. The man - an obvious man through standing evidence; such as markings showing stance and the like - had then some how found a way to best the much larger being, likely the one that had fallen from the building prior.

One of the youth's had been taken, probably the enemies target, by surprise, some how defending himself from attack before evidently being dropped. Then, through the weight of scuff marks along the way to the hole, one of the others had hefted the wounded onto his shoulders, and carried him with the intent of dropping through the hole. Then the marks seemed to differ: Felicity had decided to help alleviate some of the weight -

Peew, Peeww!

Through the hole that he had been examining, Zander heard the sound of blaster fire.

Leaping through he landed as silent as death, a practiced talent that had let him sneak up on Master level Forcer's a number of times, Zander elevated his shotgun, straight at his opponents back, whom stood not that far away - his own weapon leveled at the general vicinity of Felicity and there fore Zander's defensive nature kicked in. And he fired.

With little to no warning to his arrival, facing a shotgun in close range, with his back turned, Zander wondered if the man could even hope to avoid the blast. Any armor other than out right Beskar'gam was likely to not defend against a close shot such as it is, and with a wide spread cone that always emanated from shotgun's, simple side stepping couldn't be utilized.

Not to mention the poison found in the entirety of the shells fired from the gun.

In the time the spent casing popped from the gun, Zander ripped another from the side and slid it in place, pumping the gun once more. His body was new, his connection to the Force far weaker than it had been once upon a time, but his skills were still alive and burned into his brain, and it was evident in the fluid motions shown here.

It was then that Zander did a stupid thing, he changed his mind and decided he would like Alexis' help, and with a small useless wave of energy expanding from his body, he gave off a ping through the Force, similar to the way radar works - the Witch would just need to be looking for him and could pin point his exact location with ease then.

"Felicity get out of here!!" Zander then shouted as he held his gun at the ready, examining the effects of the surprise attack. If even a single portion of the shrapnel touched his enemies blood...

It wouldnt be fun for him that was sure...

[member="Cambry Owens"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Glyph"] [member="Owain"] [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"]

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

[member="Zander Greyson"] [member="Glyph"] [member="Cambry Owens"]

Alexis stopped. She looked from the ship to the building. The strong pull of intuition said go into the building. Only when she was quiet could she finally hear the sounds of a fire fight .

She moved quickly. In heels and a long dress this was quite the feat. Above her. She heard it. Felt it. Ran towards it. She could see them now ok she recognized some and then others not so. What was going on here.

There was drops of fire from. A hole being made. Ok. She could use this. She stood near one such she whispered the spell calling the fire to her hand. It did not burn her it danced in her palm. She liked fire. Waving her hand one around the other she made a ball then looking at the one she didn't recognize Alexis threw the ball.

It would hit for heat then disappear. She wasn't trying to get them all killed. Only to fend off the. .. whatever this was.

 

[Bolt]

Zander ducked to the side, out of reflex not necessity, as a fireball flew over his shoulder. His gun ducked with the move, and he took this pause to yell again, "Felicity! Go! If you have to, leave them behind, and I will do what I can to get them out!" His voice carried easily across the room, "You are my priority though!" This last bit came out with far more aggression than he would have liked, but in battle one didnt pause for niceties.

Then he was raising his Lola Shotgun once more, gaze checking on his opponent to see how he fared. The shot itself could be enough to kill, especially in close range, but then there was also the Kodashi Venom bred into each portion of shrapnel. Zander thought back on his time in the galaxy, focusing on a long ago memory, where a Mandalorian had used a severely diluted specimen of the very same venom. It had gotten past his Phrik armor, and pierced the portion of chest armor that met at his armpit. It had dropped the then Sith Knight to his knees, roaring in agony. Only through the Darkside had Zaiden been able to remove its effects.

And that one had been far more diluted than his own.

[member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] [member="Cambry Owens"] Felicity Mason Glyph Owain

 

[Cambry Owens]

"Coruscant Security; please drop to a prone position with your hands behind your back. Lethal Force will not be used."
With the blaring of a speaker, the message reverberated around the street. Denizens of the undercity hit the deck as an airspeeder began to hover into the area, a spotlight throwing a stark illumination on the buildings and members of the crowd. CorSec was the same as it always was, under any control, but that still meant they weren't to be messed with.​

Cambry got hit with the full stopping power as the attack struck the wide plate of his Beskar'gam, propelling the Spacer from the hole of the building. In his head, he flashed back to all the times Sprey shot him just to show him how it felt. This all while he was launched out towards the street, suspended in the air by the force of the blow. He barely had time to let out a yell, but he had sort of been expecting something. A fireball of some sort flew past him; he wasn't really paying attention.​

Verne calculated the entire situation, and begin to quickly guide the Lassie. It's maneuvering jets fired as it swerved closer to the building side, and it's ramp began to lower with a hiss. "Sir, perhaps you had best consider reaching the ramp."​

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Finding himself in midair and pitched forward, he did the logical thing and decided to launch himself as higher speeds. With a frantic fumble and a tug, he found the cord for his jetpack and jerked it. With a roar, the jets flared to life and lifted him away from the constraints of gravity, forward at a high speed and away from the others involved in the situation. Shotgun fairy and the kids. He cursed at his inability to get the target. The pain hadn't really set in yet. He'd be sore for weeks.​

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He wasn't quite on target with his whole flying thing; rather, he was headed straight for the ramp's piston. With a sort of panicked flail, he felt his arms wrench as he caught hold of the piston and anchored himself while his jetpack sputtered to a ceasing. Collapsing onto the ramp was more or less all he could do at this point, but it was enough; Verne, with full control of the freighter, lifted it and brought him into the ship's confines.​

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This all took place in the span of about...10 seconds, so the CorSec people had barely any time to react. As their spotlight rose to follow the jetpacking spacer's passage, the ship was about ready to move. Jets ignited and went dark in succession as the Lassie began to ascend, forcing it's way up and out of the grime of the undercity with a firing of engines and the swoosh of airspeed. CorSec turned to pursue the leaving ship, conveniently deserting the remaining fighters to instead chase after the Spacer.​

Inside, Cambry groaned in pain, writhing slowly on the floor and gingerly feeling at his back.
"Don't be a baby." Verne chastised, though he was currently engaged in fleeing the pursuing speeder.
Cambry groaned again, ignoring his advice entirely. He got shot, he could be a baby if he wanted. Screw droids.
Verne paused and made a decision, and within a moment of his processor's commands, the ship began to go dark. Systems whined to a halt, lights flashed out, and they began to drift in the darkness of Coruscants darkest streets. Other ships, more brightly lit, passed the ship that had shut itself down almost immediately. The Lassie had disappeared from radar entirely, and so the CorSec speeder ended up moving on past it.​

After a few minutes, when Verne was sure they were unwatched, the freighter came to life suddenly, it's engines flaring as it moved quickly towards the uppercity, towards the atmosphere, and towards getting the kark off this planet.​

Cambry was still kind of sulky and sore. He was a little disappointed. No windfall this time.​

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[Exit Thread]​

 

[Bolt]

Zander nodded solemnly at the now threat free room, then he shouldered his shotgun, turning his gaze to his niece, a glare obvious on his face: she hadnt run when he had commanded her to. Then he shook his head and turned to smile at Alexis, "Hey there. Sorry about running out on you. Family is to important to let come to danger.

"So how about we set up a new date? Maybe one with the triangle of boy-girl-friends here," Zander said with a point over his shoulder at Glyph, Owain, and Felicity, "Also, we might want to get out of here." This accopanied another gesture, one pointing towards the wall (how many did he blow open? lol) the Mandalorian had blown open, where his ship lowered to their view with its rear ramp open and waiting.

[member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] [member="Owain"] [member="Glyph"]

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

[member="Zander Greyson"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Owain"] [member="Glyph"]

Well that was all very interesting for an impromptu date. Alexis was fairly flexible in her way of thinking one had to be, she smiled as best she could. "Sure we can make it party, more the merrier"

She was suddenly very tired. "Yes let us get out of here, in case they come back." She was ready.