From Desert of Sand to Desert of Ice

[Dune Rhur]

Dreshade, Korriban
Early Morning
[member="Orihime Ike"] [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] [member="Audren Sykes"]

It was morning on Korriban, the bloody rays of the sun grasping at the sand like a man crawling. No doubt many had crawled in a desperate attempt to find shade and water in the furnace of the desert. Or perhaps it resembled the blood of the Sith spilled on these sands thousands of years past. Either way, there was no mercy in this place except death.

It had been a matter of days since the Coalition had taken Korriban. Here, in what passed for a city, the smattering of residents still hid in their homes. For too long had they been under the whip of tyrants and he couldn't blame them for their fear. They couldn't know of how things would come to improve in months to come.

Dune Rhur's thoughts were sober, sitting in the pilot's chair of a shuttle big enough for six. Here, he couldn't feel the heat, but he knew it would climb well past 35 degrees centigrade by noon. Where they were going it would be a kind of desert also, though of ice and snow.

Ziost was their destination, to the old citadel of Ajunta Pall. It was very close indeed, under two hours by hyperdrive. But where Korriban was blisteringly hot, Ziost could freeze you solid. Either way, places filled with death.

They were a scouting party and an archaeological expedition. Being so close, Dune knew the Assembly had to have their eye on the world. It made a great deal of sense to want to add it. Few enough lived on the world but it still held symbolic value. Potentially something more tangible too.

That was where they all came in, the four of them. As the Bith began to ready the craft for takeoff into the atmosphere, he address the assembled group. "We're headed out momentarily," his tone was quiet and serious, the Dark Side here weighing on him. It would be good to escape it, if only for a few hours.

 

[Théodred Heavenshield]

Even the early morning was hot. The whole time the group had been on Korriban, Théo had remained on board the shuttle. He had to, if he was to step foot on the planet so hot, he would be dead. It was that simple. Although his mixed blood had allowed some more tolerance to warmer climes, his Valkyri blood denied it. Oh he can use Tapas, uses it well and has done since his friend Zak had taught him, but his ability is not strong enough for Korriban. So Théo sat in front of the air conditioner and could not wait until they got to their destination.

The situation would be reversed immediately.

He turned his head to look at the Knight that spoke, willing him on to take off. He said nothing, unsure of his purpose on this trip, but he decided to go to see where his parents had fought in a war against the Primevals. The Primes had left by all accounts, and left flaying citizens in their wake. How knew what to expect of this place, the people had had peace while the Jedi sort to protect them, but after the invasion and the Sanctum had been overpowered, the people might not be happy to see them. Had the presence of the Jedi on Zoist been the reason for the attack? probably .. most likely and indirectly the Jedi of the Sanctum had made them a target.

Caught in the cross fire...

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[Orihime Ike]

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She was looking at the ones there and going on a mission the padawan stood in the protective kimono. Her belt holding the blade of the rose on it as she breathed in the scent of the world. Letting the sigil pulse its lightside energies and the saber resonate to match her before the jedi went out to prepare herself. She grabbed her circlet and secured it around the ankle under the kimono to protect herself before securing the small force earrings and a ribbon around her hair. She could hear the knight talking while pulling her hair back into a ponytail, he was talking about the world and she knew a great deal about it from listening to her mother.

 

[Dune Rhur]

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Leaving Korriban

True to his word, the shuttle took off and broke atmosphere into the vacuum of space. It was a simple exercise with traffic to and from the planet being next to nothing. Perhaps that would change in years to come. For the sake of the beings dwelling there, he hoped so.

Dune made a subtle adjustment to the course before beginning to punch in coordinates for nearby Ziost. Up until recent conflict, the icy world had largely been forgotten. Ergo, new hyperspace lanes had had to been plotted. Given the risks involved, such as being trapped forever or crushed by a collapsing lane, the Bith was glad he didn't have to do this blind.

"Going to hyperspace in three, two, one...."

He punched the drive and it came to life, it's scream audible. The stars seemed to lengthen as the tunnel of the hyperspace lane surrounded them. With that, it was now a matter of under two hours and they'd emerge on Ziost's doorstep. The Bith leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

The weight of the Dark Side was gone for now. It'd felt like it was seeping into his bones on the mausoleum world of Korriban. He knew the icy world would be swathed too in Dark Side energy, but for now, it was gone. He luxuriated in the simple pleasure of being clean in his mind for a moment or two before turning to address everyone.

"We know where we're headed," he said without preamble "As to why, Ziost is a potential strategic target for the Coalition. Additionally, the Citadel of Ajunta Pall will be explored and mapped. Briefly, it became the capital of the Sith after the Dark Jedi Exiles conquered it. Korriban was a world of tombs and monuments. Ziost was a military and administrative stronghold for the Dark Lords."

"For our Padawans, you know Ziost is dangerous but the Assembly feels you are capable. It's incredibly cold there and enough to freeze a being solid without adequate warmth. We've prepared accordingly. What you may not know: the world too is steeped in Dark Side energies. Ergo, the native creatures will be much more aggressive. Gorgodons, Wampas and other predators which can kill even a Jedi. They may have taken residence within the walls so be on your guard."

"There are some residents of the world who may resent our being there. We have to avoid killing them or seriously harming them in spite of what they may say or do. Pirates, explorers and hermits alike. Lastly, there may be Dark Side enchantments to protect the Citadel. These magicks can do worse than kill you, so watch your step. Any questions?"

 

[Audren Sykes]

Korriban

Even in the early morning, the planet was hot. On top of being a Dark Side nexus - from what others had told him at least - the whole planet was a desert. Though he'd seen absolutely no evidence in that direction, he couldn't help but think that the two were connected somehow. Information on his next destination did not dissuade him of the notion.

Even several days after the initial objectives were completed, Audren was still sleeping in the bunk of his ship. It wasn't a comfortable bunk, true, but it was his. Plus he didn't have to share space with a dozen other beings, which was what the prefabricated habitation units housed. Construction had yet to complete housing units, and everything he heard said it was slow going for construction projects in general. Dark Side or heat, or maybe something else entirely, who knew? Not that his sleeping had been at all good. Whenever he did manage to fall asleep, nightmares found him. Many others had reported the same thing. It happened even when he'd put the fighter into orbit for the night, so he laid the fault squarely at the metaphorical feet of the Dark Side. So after several days of poor-quality sleeping and hard work, he was a rather tired Sephi.

And here he was volunteering for another mission, this location also draped in darkness. Sometimes he wondered if he was just a glutton for punishment. At least there was a chance he'd be able to sleep on the way there.

One of the very few things that the Knight knew about Ziost was that it was cold. Freezing, in fact. It was one commonality the soldiers who'd returned from the Primeval's invasion had described. He'd prepared appropriately, selecting the ExCon suit from his armors. Built for extreme conditions - hence the name - it would allow him some protection from both the elements and those who might try to harm him. He'd divided a small survival kit into the various pouches and carried his lightsaber, vibroknife, and sidearm along with a powerful glowrod. Seemed enough for a scouting party.

The shuttle they were taking was parked in Dreshade, so Audren had tagged along one of the speeder trains to the place. Fairly small now that he saw it, maybe sleep wouldn't be much of a thing; it was only a two-hour trip after all. Meditation would have to suffice. As soon as he boarded, the Bith at the controls spoke to the occupants, specifying that they'd be launching within minutes. The being spoke the truth, and they were in hyperspace within minutes.

Not long after entering hyperspace, just as the Sephi had started to become drowsy, Dune started talking. With a faint sense of regret, Audren forced his mind back to wakefulness as a short briefing was given. At the call for questions, he leaned forward.

"Do we have any information more recent than the Primeval invasion? I remember hearing that the Sanctum had turned the Citadel into a fortress and that major damage was done, but haven't heard much else from the place since."

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[Théodred Heavenshield]

Something had made him shiver. As if the touch of darkness caressed his skin, he had never felt anything like before, not in this way. So when the boarding ramp closed, he was most grateful and could step away from the cold of the air conditioning. As Knight Rhur spoke of the mission, only a small hint of mirth turned the corner of Théo lips, but he remained silent listening. From him there was no questions, as he is not privy to the intelligence report of those in high rank, mother and father never speak of war to their children, that would come first hand to them soon enough. Besides, Théo still did not know what his mother actually did in the Sanctum. But he had heard from others of that war, the citadel had crumbled under the weight of the darkness as much as the Silver Jedi tried to push back the flow.

His head turned sharply, recognising a voice he had heard for a while, that of Knight Sykes. Théo remembered him from the training sessions on the lawn of the Temple, that was a while ago now and Théo had been much young and full of cheek. He is not anymore. Théo gave Knight Sykes a cordial nod of respect for a Knight of the Order and sat quietly gathering his things about him to prepare for Ziost. His robes adorned his body, Belawir clipped to his belt and one very thick and long Álk fur of Midvinter.

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[Dune Rhur]

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OOC: You're free to help shape the thread, if you have ideas

In transit between Korriban and Ziost:

The Bith observed the reactions of the others, seeing Théo's lips twitch just a little. He thought of it as a good thing, a sign the youngest member of the party free from nervousness. Orihime looked impassive because Dune had a strong feeling her mother had already given her as much was known of Ziost already. Matsu Ike possessed a formidable amount of knowledge especially about history and archeology.

Speaking of archeology, Sor-Jan had a gleam in his eyes speaking to his excitement. Dune knew the Anzat relished opportunities such as these even more than he did. Audren had looked ready to fall asleep before he'd spoken. Now, he spoke up with his query.

"Unfortunately nothing more current," Dune replied shaking his head "That's part of our journey, to scout ahead. Again, it's quite possible that creatures have taken shelter. Another possibility is sentient settlers which presents another problem. They could be abnormally hostile due to the proximity to a nexus of Dark Side power."

 

[Orihime Ike]

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She was listening to them and the questions while sliding a made towards her robes to pull out a datapad and check for things. There was some more from Seimai who scouted and secured placess but not much more. They had set up a small outpost to look over a few things. "My mother has something set up with the reclamation unit on the world. When Primeval forces pulled out they moved to search and secure." She had the datapad and her mothers account from some of the tombs they had revisited after the primes. Using the information from when the silver jedi first secured the world and updating it. She looked at the knight and slid the datapad back into her robe ready to go.

 

[Sor-Jan Xantha]

Spoiler

OOC Note:
Sorry I'm a little late. Work is cutting into my writing time more and more lately.

In a bit of irony, the oldest among them was also the youngest.

Spread out on the floor, the small Anzat had a variety of artifacts arrayed around were he was splayed out, the boy was working with a hand scanner in one hand as he sifted through the various curios he'd picked up from the brief visit to the Valley of Golg. Then, he was making notes and annotations in a datapad. Recording observations and jotting down theories.

He listened to the talk of the others in the shuttle around him. It was too cramped a space to not take note of one another, but the raven-haired boy was focused on theories of where they'd been. Not of where they were going.

He'd develop some of those after they got there.

 

[Dune Rhur]

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Arriving on Ziost:

"Emerging from hyperspace...now," Dune Rhur announced one hour and fifty-three minutes after first making the jump from Korriban. The blue-white tunnel appeared to shorten slowly around them though that in fact was simply an illusion. Ziost became visible a second or two after they exited the lane in the near distance, a ball of icy blue robed in greyish clouds. Nowhere was the snow and ice broken except by more grey stretches of rock.

Few trees remained on the desolate wasteland and little enough vegetation, mostly stunted sagebrush and such. Then the wave of Dark energy radiating from the world hit him as they drew steadily closer. He had no visible reaction but he few the weight and tension from Korriban return. He remained silent as they entered the atmosphere through wisps of cloud.

It didn't take long for the hulking mass of the Citadel of Ajunta Pall to become visible. Even tens of thousands of meters up, it stood out. Grey stone covered in snow and ice, each side a nightmarish statue jutted out of some beast only the twisted mind of a Sith Alchemist could dream up. As they drew closer, cracks and missing chunks became visible which stemmed from the battle here.

As they drew within within a few hundred meters of the ground, the threat alarm went off. His eyes went to the threat readout and he frowned. "Small arms fire originating from the surface. The scanning equipment is encountering magnetic interference so we've no definite number of hostile beings."

He looked around at each of his fellows. "Ready yourselves, Padawans and stay behind us. They may be firing at us, but we don't know why. So we have to subdue them without killing if at all possible." He brought the ship to the surface, along the way several bolts glancing off the durasteel hull. As they touched down, the Bith undid his harness and stood. Heading towards the landing ramp, he unhooked his lightsaber.

Behind him, he nodded to Audren and Sor-Jan and thumbed his saber on before punching the open button for the hatch. As the landing ramp lowered, he could make out several beings running towards to shuttle and firing wildly. "Let's go," he said in an icy calm voice as he walked down the ramp and onto the snow and ice....

 

[Audren Sykes]

No new information then, just conjecture. Disappointing, but not unexpected. Fortunately for the Knight, there wasn't much talking during the remainder of the short trip, and he was able to get some not-sleep meditation in. Almost two solid hours of that, which was more than he'd expected. Not enough of course, but beneficial. He was even able to 'wake up' slowly as they ship hurtled towards Ziost's atmosphere. That was over once they hit close orbit however. That was where he started feeling the persistent darkness. It was subtly different from Korriban's, just enough for one to know through the Force alone that they were different planets.

Once the shuttle passed into the atmosphere, Audren watched through a viewport. He'd had a chance to be here back when the Primeval were attacking but hadn't, understanding that he hadn't been ready for such an altercation. Now he watched as the planet where so many had died or fallen slid by. The Citadel was unmistakable, both by its size and the massive amounts of damage it had taken. For all that it had weathered, it was a wonder the place was still standing. As they approached the ground however, a quiet alarm sounded from the command consoles.

"Small arms fire originating from the surface. The scanning equipment is encountering magnetic interference so we've no definite number of hostile beings."

How convenient. Small arms fire typically wasn't much threat to starships, as their hulls had to be capable of withstanding the heat of re-entry as well as the stresses of hyperspace. Maybe these people didn't know that, perhaps they didn't care, or perchance they just really didn't want the newcomers there. Whatever the case, the Sephi agreed with the assessment of subduing without fatalities. If it appeared one of the Jedi present was going to be killed however, he wouldn't hesitate.

Audren allowed Dune to be the first out. While Rhur's lightsaber was ignited before the hatch even opened, the Sephi's blade ignited only once he was outside the vessel. That was done to prevent damage to electronics and persons both. The crimson blade intercepted blaster bolts with relative ease, though it was held only in one hand. Bolts were directed towards the sky if he could, the ground otherwise, which resulted in the occasional spout of steam. He wasn't much for acrobatics unless absolutely necessary, and in this situation it really wasn't. While his right side was occupied in blocking incoming fire, his left was returning it. The pistol spat thin silver beams that numbed limbs or even knocked assailants out cold. And it packed a bit of a punch too, though not enough to send those on the receiving end flying.

Suffice to say that Audren wasn't the most traditional Jedi. He'd expanded upon the lessons - originally from Coren Starchaser with Theo also present - and put them to good use.

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[Théodred Heavenshield]

The ship finally arrived and no sooner had it the board ramp lowered and they where ordered to prepare to move out. Theo pushed his bag under the seat before grabbing hold of his alk fur coat wrapping it around his body and securing it with his thick leather belt. His saber in hand but not ignited was all he needed at this point and gave Knight Sykes a quick nod of greeting before falling behind and following the knights out the ramp.

There is sound of bolts fizzing toward them, some small assault that would tell them they are not welcomed already. Theo, like his father, would not kill unless absolutely necessary and he hoped this mission would not see this occur for the first time in his life. There are always options before death, there is always hope.

The cold bitter environment touch his face and sent a strength running through Theo the others would never understand. The cold giving him life back and strength to the blood and even though he feels the cold, he is very tolerant to it. He allowed the cold to fill his blood until such time as his body regulated and when at a temperature to his liking, Theo 'capped' it through the use of tapas.

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[Sor-Jan Xantha]

They were out the shuttle, lightsabers brandished like the Guardians of auld.

And, in the case of the Sephi, blaster in hand.

Were they Jedi? Or Mandalorians? At what point had peaceful negotiation ceased to be even a consideration, let alone a possible option? "So uncivilized," the youngling knight murmured, disapprovingly, as his green cloak shifted and flowed behind him as he disembarked behind the taller Heavenshield.

Extending out his right arm, the boy traced a path from the left side of his body to the right. As he did, there was a subtle displacement of air. It rippled out from mere inches in front of the Bith to form an arc that stretched more than the width of the shuttle -- and expanding as it radiated outward. The massive Force Push was intended to create a buffer zone and push back any attacks who rushed toward the group. With seven tons of telekinetic power and plenty of practice honing it with the Muntuur Stones, the small Anzat was not to be judged lightly.

His lightsaber was still dangling from his belt. It was named Paperweight. That ought to say something about what he used it for.

There were always alternatives to fighting. And if the Jedi didn't at least consider that an option, who else would?

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[Dune Rhur]

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The three Jedi kept a protective line of lightsabers in front of the Padawans as the ragtag group of attackers ran towards them, screaming and shooting. Dune's blue blade batted aside those bolts that made it close enough to being a threat. Then the Anzat Jedi sent a wave strong enough to launch the ten or so attackers back into the snow. Fortunately, the snow cushioned their impact preventing them from breaking bones or worse.

Dune nodded appreciatively to Sor-Jan.

"Thank you, we were a little occupied just then," he said.

In the near distance, some of the aggressors were regaining their feet rather unsteadily. Their clothing looked the worse for wear but the wearers looked even more so. "Do you suppose these are pirates or fugatives?," he asked "At any rate, let's find out before they run off." With that, they quickly crossed the distance. On seeing the fear and hostility in them even still, the Bith spoke up to them all.

"Peace. Enough of this violence. Who are you and why did you attack us?"

"Why should we tell you, Jedi!," came the voice of a Zabrak. Voices rose in angry agreement. Closer now, Dune could see the angry desperation in their hollow eyes. They looked famished and weak, holding on just barely.

"You should tell us so we might aid you."

"Help us!?," the Zabrak sneered "It was people like you that made us crash here!"

"Jedi caused your crash," the Bith repeated with a touch of incredulity as he addressed the apparent leader, the Zabrak.

"Well, not Jedi...." started a young woman before an angry glare from the presumptive leader silenced her.

"Some kind of security force or military, perhaps?," Dune inquired. "If so, we can arrange your rescue with them..."

The Zabrak barked a bitter laugh. "Never, Jedi! I'd rather die than go back to that karking hole."

"If you don't, you will die, each and every one of you. If Ziost's beasts don't kill you, the freezing cold will. Surely facing your sentences would be better than your fate here. You've been here for many days already, your ship has crashed and your supplies are clearly gone..."

"Enough!," the fugative leader spat.

"We should listen to him," the young woman started "Asha's dead, so's Baelor and Zar. Who's it gonna be next, huh Vevu..."

"You are!" with that, Vevu raised his blaster and left a smoking hole between her eyes before the Jedi could react. He quickly aimed at the Jedi "Now give us the karking ship or you die just like her!"

 

[Orihime Ike]

Orihime was looking at the things while she let the jedi knights be in front of herself and the other padawan. She had her saber ready to defend while focusing and letting the sigil glow on her neck while she projected the shield from it to defend herself like a shimmering force armor. Her own aura being used to tightly wrap around her before sending out the energy with the reflexes enhanced. The girl was moving when the man pointed and crouched low squeezing with her hand on the shoto as it ejected extending with her hand holding the one side as the 3 meter pole gleamed with crystals embedded in it and the force connection to smack at the blast while blood pounded in her ears before returning to normal and keeping most of her attention on what was around them in case of danger.

 

[Audren Sykes]

All of the Knights reacted to the charging beings in their own ways. Where Dune simply blocked incoming bolts, Audren blocked and retaliated with his own. Sor-Jan, on the other hand, loosed a powerful wave of Force energy that pushed back onrushing attackers. The diminutive Jedi managed to output a tremendous amount of telekinetic power, an impressive amount even. Far more than the Sephi could. And he hadn't even brought his lightsaber hilt to hand, let alone activated it. That was most definitely a different mentality than Audren's own.

The snow cushioned the attackers' impact somewhat, but they were regaining their feet, if a bit more wobbly than before. Dune suspected they were pirates or fugitives, but went forward to meet them anyways. The elfin Knight followed, allowing his blade to vanish into the hilt he held, but not relinquishing his grip on either weapon. The conversation was...enlightening. The folks were prisoners of some sort, crash-landed on the planet. Maybe they'd gotten the weapons from the guards on their vessel, maybe elsewhere. Either way, they were clearly very functional still, as a hole suddenly appeared between the eyes of the female dissenter. The blaster that had made the smoking hole was quickly turned on the Jedi along with the demand for their ship.

Behind the Knights, one of the Padawans suddenly crouched. She made some motion with her hands, and a bar suddenly telescoped forward. The Sephi used the distraction for some telekinesis of his own. His was far less powerful but also not nearly as wide-reaching. The ringleader's blaster suddenly ejected its power pack, turning it into an oddly-shaped hunk of metal. He didn't have as good a look at the other weapons present so he couldn't perform the same precise action again, but he could twist their guns out of their hands. It was simple enough when only the ringleader was prepared to use his weapon...most of them were looking in some measure of surprise at the dead woman.

"No."

The Zabrak had made it abundantly clear that he was willing and able to kill those who opposed him. People were directly in harm's way, and while the immediate threat of the blaster had been ended there were likely others. Negotiation went out the proverbial window the moment the woman had been killed...he wasn't willing to listen.


OOC: Apologies for the delay, was on LOA.

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[Théodred Heavenshield]

Listening to the Knights trying to quell the aggression through negotiations, he was shocked when the woman was shot in front of them. His saber ready as this side, he waited for the orders from the leaders. It would be interesting to see what solution they would find for this after all they are under orders not to kill anyone. But these people had been through a lot of late, what with the SSC loosing Ziost to the Primes and who knows what had happened to them once they had taken over the planet.

Now the Silver Jedi are back offering peace and assistance, it would be understandable if they are not believed. Knight Sykes seemed more concerned with the situation, talk was getting them nowhere and murder had been done in front of them. Théo was out of his depth and would leave negotiations to the Knights, but he will not follow them blindly.

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[Dune Rhur]

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Things had gone downhill very quickly which the Bith had feared. He quickly assessed thing and realised it really was a no-win situation. If they gave in, they'd be stranded. If they fought their way out, more would be killed. No, he decided, there had to be a middle ground to this problem!

The Bith moved his free hand just below the sight line and sent a tiny push. It was enough to knock the blaster off centre and then he moved. The Zabrak's eyes went wide from surprise as he looked towards his pistol. Dune was a streaking blur, speed amplified by the Force. The Zabrak was beginning to utter a curse when the Jedi's blurring blue weapon sliced the muzzle of his blaster....

 

[Orihime Ike]

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Orihime was watching the others and reacting as she retracted the staff and was letting them work. She didn't know what to do next but was more then prepared focusing the force to be a protective aura just in case. "Well at least it wasn't boring." She said it as a bad joke for all of them to work on things and she could do some of the things while her attention drifted throughout the area. "We should be able to knock them out with force stun... Assuming others beside my mother teaches that to students. Less death masters and there is a good range we could use to slow them down."

 

[Audren Sykes]

Dune reacted as quickly as Audren had, using his lightsaber to slice through the barrel of the blaster. Now the weapon was even more useless, which could only be a good thing. Similarly, the others were fumbling to catch their weapons. Some paused as the guns fell, some lunged for the hunks of metal. For his part, the Sephi stepped around the Zabrak and moved for those reaching for their fallen guns. He was close enough to the first to pull a repeat of the Bith's strike, slicing a goodly portion of the barrel from the gun.

The other three weren't quite close enough however. With his right foot, the Knight kicked up snow and dirt at the stooping Bothan's face. Not enough to damage eyes or anything, just to make the being pause for a moment. At the same time, he lifted his own sidearm and shot the one furthest away from him, the unique stun bolt impacting her in the stomach and knocking her out instantly. The snow and dirt had given him enough time to close on the Bothan, and he sliced that weapon in half as well.

Focused on the immediate threats as he was, Audren couldn't tell what the others were doing. They were outside the periphery of his attention, for better or worse. Fortunately, there were other Jedi present who were capable of reacting just as well as he was.


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