Sparrow
Asa Yubari|Kuat|The End
C O M P N O R
Tags:// Don Belkora Jordi Massad Hal Vaiken Karissa Saitel Iseri Tanaka CH3 Bernard Ishida Ashina Kolson Vrask
And it seemed the girl would stay and fight; that was an inconvenience but an inconvenience that could be dealt with quickly. The girl was green and not as battle-hardened as it appeared like her peers were. Too hesitant and not firm, nor did they seem aware of Yubaris real nature or being.
“You seem familiar.”
At those utterances, the replicant tilted its head and chuckled as she gradually and slowly filled in the gap between her and Ishida. Asa was strolling in an almost taunting and nonchalant manner, slowly and sneakily withdrawing a knife from under her jacket's sleeve, maintaining a distant but relatively close striking range. She looked at the girl's katana, noting its origins and design as true Atrisian steel; not many possessed such an item, many knockoffs existed on the market, and authentic Atrisian katanas sold a fair price. This little creature wasn't just some street vermin plucked out of an Atrisian ghetto, rather she was of nobler origin.
Of course, she was familiar; the agency had kept files on most if not all the Jedi within the New Jedi Order, even down to the Padawans within that little glorified gang of an order. Just as they had done with the now vanquished Sith order, the ever-present Mawite threat and the future issue of the Jedi. Such lists and categorisations defined COMPNOR, even within the Imperial order, for threats coming from both ideological and physical sides. No one was deemed safe from the agencies prying eyes and bloodied hands. Her superiors had contemplated replacing one of the Jedi's own with a replicant infiltrator, but such plans were as ambitious as they were fruitless; such schemes had better success with the Alliances military and intelligence wings. It was better to deal with the Jedi as you would a common pest, extermination and total ruthlessness. It was merely circumstance that Yubari or any of her kind had not killed the little girl prior.
And then, only just then, the fateful silence broke into a thousand shards as the Atrisian Jedi struck first, but Agent Yubari made no such dodge or counter to the girl's attack, letting the katana bury itself in her hip as she caught the girls other wrist mid-swing. Gripping the girls wrist with a cold mechanical robot like strength, maintaining the same eye contact as she had prior, holding Ishida in an almost strange embrace.
"Shame."
She uttered back indifferently, twitching her head and smirking as she pulled Ishida closer gradually, the hip wound from which the katana was embedded grew more profound, and her blood began to stain the ground in a deepening splatter of red. Ishida failed to realise what Yubari was, and just as she pulled Ishida towards her, she let go of Ishida's wrist, slipping out her hidden blade and swiping at the girls chest with her knife before throwing the girl back to gain distance.