Anarchist on Coruscant

[Songbird]

As the cloaked woman stepped off the shuttle onto Coruscant, her white mask hid a frown.
The planet had changed much since Judgement had last visited, and definitely for the worst. She walked, a hand on one of her rapiers sheathed at her waist, ready for any to attack her.
She was a wanted criminal, after all, by both Republic and Sith, who claimed her to be a terrorist, and she supposed she was. She'd blew enough stuff up to be called that.

As she exited the space port, her eyes scanned her environment through her mask. Aside from the usual looks at her mask, she was not gathering much attention. Good. She had much work to do on this planet before the authorities discovered her existence. People to kill, buildings to blow up, connections to make.

Judgement entered a market, a good place to disappear, although she could not shake the feeling that she was being watched, and scanned the crown, looking for anyone suspicious.

 

[Cylus Jest]

Cylus stepped through the marketplace, a cloak and hood hiding away his body and head except his cold emotionless eyes. He had first spotted this woman near the spaceport, wearing a mask.
While he was a mask enthusiast he also had a certain obligation to stopping scum and criminals.

He stayed close enough, only about eight feet back at any time, bumping past a bothan and a human he continued on his trail, more curious than hostile so far.

[member="Judgement"]

 

[Songbird]

The bump was what alerted her.
When the bothan and the human stumbled, she spotted the man in the cloak, eight feet away. He was watching her, but did not seem hostile. Yet.
Her hand tightened around the hilt of her rapier, but she continued her business, buying several explosives from one of the vendors, subtly.
She slipped them under her cloak, and began to walk away.
If he kept following her, then she'd take him out.
She could not afford to be exposed this early in her mission.

[member="Cylus Jest"]

 

[Cylus Jest]

Cylus might not have known what the woman had bought had he not grown up in the slums of Coruscant. As it was he knew who several bomb dealers were...among other things. She was trying so hard to be sneaky. That wouldn't be happening.

Cylus began to get closer, gradually, a hand reaching into the cloak and grasping around the hilt of the blade at his side.
With a firm and cold voice he spoke as he neared five feet.
"Stop right there Miss."

[member="Judgement"]

 

[Songbird]

She stopped dead in her tracks when she heard the voice.
"You've been following me." She noted as both of her hands closed around the hilts of her rapiers, hidden by her cloak.
He would not stop her mission. She would free the people of Coruscant, even with him in her way.
"Who sent you? Sith? Republic? Or are you simply a bounty hunter?"

[member="Cylus Jest"]

 

[Cylus Jest]

Cylus stopped abruptly, tearing away the cloak that hid his face and revealing the frightening visage of the Plague Mask. On his head lay a wide brimmed black hat. In a similar motion he drew a blade from his side, it was thin but wide enough to still be deadly.
Cylus twirled it once in his hand before levelling it off towards the woman.
"My dear lady, I am but a Servant of the Inquisition" He spoke as he gave a slight bow and tip of his hat before returning it to his head.

[member="Judgement"]

 

[Songbird]

". . . I see." She said after a moment, her eyes roaming over the man, and marveled at the mask.
"If I may ask, why were you following me?"
If he was hostile, she'd kill him. If he was friendly, she would make a connection.
But she had the feeling he was both, and that disturbed her.


[member="Cylus Jest"]

 

[Cylus Jest]

Cylus stared into the mask, it did not faze him. Fear was an emotion and Cylus barely felt those at all. In the end he was facing down a woman in the street, she was his prey...a criminal. And he was an hunter, a fear spreader.

He continued watching an uncomfortably long time, reading her body language as people left the square around them.
"I noticed your mask ,and now I know that you are a criminal against the government here. It won't work, but please, one masked person to another, feel free to try and talk your way out of this."

He twirled the blade in his hand.

[member="Judgement"]

 

[Songbird]

Sithspit.
"I am not afraid of you." She stated, drawing both rapiers.
"For I am Judgement, and I am the Instrument of Chaos!" She crossed both rapiers in front of her.
"If you challenge me, then I will fight. However, I have pressing matters to attend to; so if you wouldn't mind. . ."
To be accurate, she had a public transport station to set to explode, to announce her presence and intent.
But this was a complication she had not foreseen.

[member="Cylus Jest"]

 

[Cylus Jest]

Cylus nodded to the rapiers, his eyes locking into his opponents mask.
"My dear, I hope you know how to use those."

He held his blade one handed his other kne set at his hip, his grip strong.
And so he advanced, blade pointed towards the ground at an angle, he began to circle about her.

Then he struck, a rapid movement, a slash against her right calf. The sword had moved quickly, not enough for a serious wound, only a cut. The lesser power used meant Cylus had his blade back defensively that much quicker however.

[member="Judgement"]

 

[Songbird]

As he struck, Judgement managed to parry it in a shower of sparks.
She jumped backwards, analyzing her opponent. He was skilled, and fast, and would be a worthy opponent.

She dashed forward, rapiers slashing in an arc towards his middle torso.


[member="Cylus Jest"]

 

[Blaise Laurent]

Blaise had been at the Jedi temple on Coruscant before he abruptly left and wandered onto the streets of Coruscant. He didn't care that much for meditation and didn't get on with a lot of the Jedi at the temple anyway. The Padawan was wandering down the street idly when he saw some sort of conflict ahead. Naturally, being a Jedi, he wanted to stop the conflict.

"You people would make my job a lot easier if you just kept the peace." he said as he approached the pair.

[member="Judgement"] [member="Cylus Jest"]

 

[Cylus Jest]

Cylus was ready for defense. Her rapiers aimed at his midsection, Cylus' mind worked overtime, analyzing. He stepped forward catching the first blade and flicking it upwards in a disarming movement. The other rapier moved towards him, he spun in a rapid circle his cloak swirling over the blade as his off hand grasped at her wrist.

He would squeeze down on the wrist if he caughy it, aimin a rapid slash at her abdomen.
[member="Judgement"]

 

[Songbird]

Panicking slightly, Judgemment lost one rapier and barely managed to twist out of the way of his blade; only to have her wrist grasped.
She stood for a moment, her mind processing her defeat.
"You have defeated me." She said simply. "Now what is your intent?"


[member="Cylus Jest"]

 

[Shaddi]

Walked around the streets of Coruscant before he saw a few civilians run passed him. With a sigh he though how he hated to see the phantoms of non-force users run around him, but their panic intrigued him so did their fear as it choked the air around them. Coming upon the three standing there he stared at them. Noting a rapier on the ground he walked toward them using telekinesis to move the rapier to his hand as he came upon the interlocked pair. "What in the name of the sith is going on here?!" He then said with a cold and apathetic but still loud and authoritative tone he said as he held the rapier in his hand pointing at both of them.

 

[Songbird]

Judgement head swiveled to look at the newcomer, her eyes roaming over him behind her mask.
She needed to think quick!
"Oh, am I glad you came along! I am being attacked!" She tried to sound as panicked as possible, but the vibes she was sensing from this man made her doubtful of her ability to fool him.

[member="T'Zanith Zebron"]

 

[Shaddi]

Turned his head toward [member="Judgement"] and smirked a little at her. "Oh? tell me then my Beeogola Nechaska what did you do to have this man attack you?" He said as he began to fondle the rapier in his hands as he came to be around ten steps away from the pair as he began to look from [member="Judgement"] and then toward [member="Cylus Jest"]. "Is this Stupa telling the truth?"

 

[Cylus Jest]

Cylus held his grip firm on her hand as he nodded to the Sith.
"I am an Imperial member of the Inquisition, I am bringing this terrorist into custody."

His blade held point near her throat, a buzz began to sound off of it as he held out a pair of handcuffs and motioned her to put them on.
[member="Judgement"]
@T'zanith Zebron

 

[Shaddi]

Looked at [member="Cylus Jest"] and then flicked the tip of the rapier on his finger to point it toward [member="Judgement"] as his lips turned to a slight smile. "Oh seems my hunch was correct then. Now my Mursto Youngee I advise you to stay still and do as the man tells you." He says as he takes one step forward to them and awaits the terrorists decision.

 

[Cylus Jest]

Cylus nodded gratitude as he watched the woman. She seemed young, probably about his own age or younger. He might have felt sympathy if he were normal, he wanted to feel sympathy.
Instead he felt nothing.
"My dear, you will be coming with me for interrogation...I hope you've thought your actions through."

[member="Judgement"]