Do You Even Fire? (Hasjo)

[Rex Praxus]

The underworld of Couruscant. The perfect place for jedi stragglers. Rex was on Couruscant in search of them, as the One Sith had taken the planet. He was wearing his mask and armor, simply patrolling the streets in search of force signatures. As he walked through a particular alley, he found a man in his teens. He immediately turned to run, but Rex was too fast. He used the force to smash the man against the buildings, crushing him. Most likely a beginner, Rex thought

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[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

Hasjo Hallu
Coruscant Underworld
6 weeks after One Sith victory

He could sense it. Heck, if he didn't have his helmet. He would smell the man. His headtresses would have picked up his pheromones. The One Sith had turned him into this.. thing. Part-machine, part-Nautolan. He felt like an outcast. Those sensitive to the Force could detect his loneliness and claustrophobia. Forced to live inside the suit to stay alive. To keep breathing and continue pumping blood. He could feel that a force sensitive was nearby - two. One permeated with Ashla, the other Bogan. The one with Ashla began to fade, he was being attacked. He was hurt. The metalloid Nautolan quickened his steps, each davy footfall the sound of cracking thunder upon the pavement. He barrelled around an alleyway, seeing the young padawan on the ground, a Sith stood above him. Hasjo launched himself at him without thought. He was the Exotic Weapons Master of the Silver Order, and named rightly so. He was an incredibly versatile opponent. Clipped to his hilt was a Saberstaff, Lightsaber Pike, Lightwhip, DC-17 Heavy Blaster Pistol, and lastly a metallic baton. His hands curled around the baton. He leaped into the air, kicking himself off from the left wall to the right. Attempting to dodge any attack the Sith may throw at him. All the while as he moved, he grabbed each half of the 50 centimetre baton, twisting, then pulling them apart. A 10 centimetre long stun prod then sprang from each end of the staff, and two high-voltage power couplings would crackle to life in between the three pieces. Activated, the exotic weapon tripled in length to 150 centimetres. The electrical discharge was powerful enough to shear off limbs, cook flesh, and even a near miss would give severe burns to an enemy, the wielder however seemed to be shielded from this, through the use of miniature heat sinks. Hasjo utilised this weapon regularly. It was an incredibly rare weapon, one few had ever mastered. So little knew how to use the weapon, Jedi and Sith alike, and even fewer knew how to defend themselves against the device.

@[member="Rex Praxus"]