V I P E R
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PASSAGEWAYS | CORUSCANT
ALLIES: Kaleb Sunwalker | Sinestra | Ibaris Varanin | Malva'ikh Dralidok | Aphon | Prowler | Sahar | Vorm | Creuat | @whatDSEamImissing? | DE
ENEMIES: GA
ENGAGING: Stennis Fel
GEAR: Armour | Lightsaber | Pistol | Vibroblades | Vibroknife | Grenade loadout
VOICES
Unyielding.
Imperials were just cut from a different cloth. They weren't as fluid as Jedi or Sith. There was no bending, no mercy. There was only iron. A proud people unwilling to let a quarry go once a scent was found.
That much was clear when she slid past, striking at his leg.
She should have known the Iron Emperor's heir would be more than a mere boy playing at a Knight. Her strike was parried effortlessly while his use of the Force was good enough. Two fingers had lifted from her defensive saber just as he struck to try and block whatever he sent her way. But her concentration has been lapsing the entire time. The meager barrier was able to stop the brunt of the blasts, but as she got to her feet, her ears were still ringing and the world was still spinning slightly.
If only her own Squire Varos Ignacious Korvan could see her pitiful skill now.
She had just stumbled toward the door when it slammed shut in front of her face, the argent blade stuck in the smoking controls next to her. She hissed as she whirled around to face him. She might just forget the old Oath and flay the man who was meant to take up his father's mantle and return the Empire to its former glory.
Both blades firmly at the ready, she followed his movements with a gaze akin to a Kandaran serpent following a desert rat. She had stilled, her stance easy enough to react at a moment's notice. Up until now, she had been both shocked and hesitant to engage, but now cornered, she was much more willing to turn the table.
But the damn kid did seem to listen to her in a way.
"What then...are you doing with them?"
Damnit, boy, I can't say it aloud.
"I am....HHHHHHNG!" she started before stumbling back against the door, dropping a saber as a hand flew to her head as she doubled over in pain. Whatever wave of Dark energy Ibaris Varanin just sent through the temple, could not have come at a worse time.
"Damn you, Varanin." she clenched before the extent of the Wave assaulted her
Traitor...
TRAITOR..
TRAITOR..
"I'm not..."
It was almost a whimper.
She wasn't one. Not inherently. She'd always been loyal to one.
The sewers of Bast were cold. What was waiting on the other side was much worse. She was young. She was ready. She was Jedi. She was weak. Moving with New Imperial Operatives and Knights. Blade wanting to taste the blood of Sith. To bring an end to tyranny. But it wasn't the Jedi way....rather seek the good, the redemptive qualities. Be the Light in the Darkness.
Fat lot of good that did.
If it wasn't for that NO QUARTER, she'd be dead. Millions would be dead for no reason. It resonated with her more than the fluid doctrine of the Jedi. Order and peace.
No quarter....
The dropped lightsaber flew back into her hand before she straightened up. Strength drawn from Iron instead of the Dark pain.
"I'm a Weapon of the Empire." she said, swinging one saber with vehemence at him while stepping forward to drive him backward. "Either accept," another strong strike, "That my allegiance is where it's been since '65," lifting fingers of both hands to send a powerful Force Push toward him, all in quick succession.
"Or die as a failure to Order."
One blade struck overhead again as she spoke while the other would snake underneath toward his abdomen.