Objective: Protect and recover the artifacts of the Sith, kill those who would defile and destroy them
Location: Running through the streets of the Capital
Equipment: Lightsaber
Tags:
Saket Keane
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It seemed like Alisteri hadn't noticed his friend's silent contemplation, too busy with trying to keep an eye on what was happening ahead of them. In truth he hadn't, the silence from Saket was abnormal of course but he just assumed that the other acolyte had heard or had felt something that just he hadn't yet. His own senses weren't the best after all, so it wouldn't have surprised him all that much.
Unfortunately, by luck or skill, the two acolytes wound up being spotted before they had the chance to sneak up to their enemies. They managed to get fairly close to the opening in the street, but that's when calamity struck. His eye widened, stumbling back in surprise as the bolt flew straight past them. He hadn't even seen it coming. "
Fething-"
His curses were cut short as he dove down to avoid another incoming bolt, wincing as he hit the ground with an audible
thud. He was quick to ignite his own sabre, scrambling up to quickly run and jump through into a building via a nearby window. By now he was across the street from Saket, popping his head up just in time to see his friend get struck in the shoulder.
"
Saket! Are you okay?!" Right as he was about to hop back into the street to go and tend to his friend however, the other acolyte dove into the building after the shooter. "
...yeah he's ok." He muttered to himself, another curse escaping him as a small flurry of blaster bolts punched through the door of the building that he was in.
He crawled on the floor, narrowly avoiding another volley, towards the nearly destroyed door. He pulled himself to his feet and kicked open the door, quickly bringing up his lightsaber to deflect an incoming bolt as he sprinted out into the open street.