[member="Ostdern Mastogar"] [member="Morningstaarr"]
(Here, I'll help you close this up)
Lord Ajihad, the Fist of the Demon, was busy searching through the ruins of an ancient Jedi temple. It had been on Coruscant since before the days of the Old Republic, sitting in the corner of a slimy industrial district. He had been led to believe there was an old Jedi holocron housed there, beneath the many layers of rubble and dust. It was obvious the area hadn't been touched in centuries, allowing hope his prize was still there.
The Sith Lord was telekinetically moving blocks of concrete aside when he heard commotion from outside. He couldn't help but sigh. Why must insolents always disturb his work? He walked out of the crumbling entrance, and was surprised to see some amateur wielding a saber pike cutting through Sith troopers. Was this a Jedi?
The assassin raised his right hand, and unleashed a torrent of cobalt lightning at the chest of the interloper. The blast had enough power behind to knock the stranger backwards, maybe all the way back through the open ramp of his ship.
(I'd use this to get blasted back into your ship, then make a quick getaway)
