Private Justice Above All

[Asaiah Celwik]

Alina Tremiru

Location: Denon​

"Come on! I just want to know who was hanging out with you when you were breaking those windows."

Her voice filled the room as Asaiah paced back and forth, twirling a hammer in her right hand whilst holding a series of nails between the fingers of her left hand. A small frown on her face as she looked at her most recent visitor. A Twi'lek sat in a rather simple wooden chair that had been so graciously redecorated by the visitor. Their eyes kept darting towards the door but it wasn't like they could leave. Thanks to Asaish's handy work, they were going to stick around until she was done with them. The girl crouched down to get eye level with the man, tilting her head at the expression he was giving her. Was it anger? fear? hatred? She wasn't too sure. Either way, Asaiah gave the man's knee a not-so gentle tap with the hammer and sighed.

"I've already dolled out your punishment. You broke the window by throwing a bottle at it, I broke your hands. Tell me who the others were and I can let you go. If you stay quiet, then all of their crimes will be on your shoulders."

Asaiah watched and waited. Whoever the twi'lek was, he wasn't going to let his friends up. So Asaiah just ran her hand down her face, letting out an exasperated sigh. Most people spoke up after the threat of pain. But if he wasn't going to talk, then she couldn't make him. Well. His blood was going to be on his friends' hands. Another crime she could hold against them. Of course, you could say that Asaiah was the one committing the crime, but she wouldn't need to be doing this if they just behaved. Asaiah would never deny the fact that she was a murderer. Far from it. But in her eyes, that was fine. As long as she killed more murderers then it's a net positive! Or would it be a negative...Eh. That wasn't important! She just flipped the hammer up into the air before enacting her final judgement on the twi'lek.

A few moments later, the girl made her way out of the abandoned building, using her hammer alongside the nails to board up them entrance way once again. The body might be found sooner or later but by then she'd probably be off enacting justice on another planet. Brushing her clothes down to make sure there wasn't any little blemishes or marks against them. As much as she enjoyed her work clothes, Asaiah knew that amongst the crowd she'd want to fit in more. Wearing blood-stained clothes would...well, go against that. It was bad enough that she had to bandage herself up, but she was able to hide that pretty well. That was becoming a regular habit of her's now. She goes to capture an evildoer, they get into a fight, she gets hurt and then she has to bandage herself up. At least she could say she was becoming quite experienced in first aid! The girl just grinned to herself, spreading her arms out and heading out to wander the streets for now. There was no rush to get off-world!

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"Oohh?"

Alina plopped down in an empty chair as she glanced over the hammer ruined body before her. A twi'lek, once. Tortured and murdered. She could smell the blood on the air, but she hadn't expected to find torture like this. Someone was determined to nail their perp, it seemed. Still, curiosity had won out over her mind. She raised a hand as her own blood dropped down a finger and onto the corpse.

It lurched unnaturally before creaking to an upright position. Broken, but able to sit up for the moment. The purpose was clear. In a groaning voice it told her who had broken it's body, killed it. With the information she waved a hand to let it fall back to death, then turned her gaze outside. This was something she was going to have to follow now.

"Punishments, huh?"

She reached for the door, pushing it open to step back out on the street, just in time to bump into a larger figure. A man with half a face of cybernetics, and a very deep glare.

"What are you doing in this house? This ain't yours. I ain't seen you 'round."

Alina hummed softly before tilting her head and smiling bright. "I was looking for Tenkan~ But he seemed to be tied up in something so I was heading out to leave him be." She stepped forward to slip past and away, quickly at that. The man stared for a moment loner before clicking his tongue to step in further. Just enough to see what was left.

Rage filled his mind as he pulled his blaster, full on expecting to look back towards the woman and shoot her then and there. Alina was already gone, however, up on a building above to watch the scene play out. There was going to be a man hunt now. For a face not of Alina's own, but of the assailants.

She was eager to see them.

Asaiah Celwik

 

[Asaiah Celwik]

Alina Tremiru
Location: Denon

Asaiah hummed a little tune to herself as she walked through the streets without a single care in the world. A little hop and a skip as she let her eyes glance around, acting as if she hadn't just killed a man less than a hour ago. Finding her way back to the store window which had been broken, tilting her head at the crowd that had started to surround it. There were various raised voices she could hear, demanding to know where someone was. The name used wasn't familiar to her...which is when she realised she probably should have asked the twi'lek for his name....Oh well. All she knew was that it seemed like the twi'lek's friends were working fast...It was far too public for Asaiah to do anything about it, so she changed her route.

By now, the humming and skipping had stopped. Her eyes were narrowed and her hand rested at her side, ready to pull out the hammer if she needed to. Part of her wished she'd have a knife or some kind of blade. That was the tool with which she did her finest work with. Sometimes a problem might need a blunt force approach like with the hammer...though more often than not, she found having sharp precision to be far better.

With the fact that it probably wouldn't be long until the twi'lek's friends got some form of description of her, Asaiah's senses were far more alert than usual. Some might assume she was jumpy or nervous over any little sound she heard, but she was keeping her cool. Acting nervous would just attract attention as she slowly made her way off the streets. Going through various alleys and backstreets every so often whilst blending through the crowds in the public streets whilst she could.

The hair on the back of her neck was stood up on end as she walked. Her instincts were screaming at her that someone was watching her. That someone knew what she had done. And so...she finally let herself give into the nerves, taking a moment to look around the street. No-one stood out to her...which made her feel worse and made the young girl down the nearest backstreet to try and focus on hiding amongst shadows instead of out in the open.

 

[Alina Tremiru]

There she was.

Alina had kept close to the cyborg, just out of view, once he started going on his little rampage through town to find the woman responsible for breaking his friend's head in. It didn't take long for the girl to come into view, though not to the Cyborgs. She was watching, passing by the shop likely to try and find the others. She'd been adamant about the man answering about them. For what it was worth, that Twi'lek died loyal to his friends. It was somewhat heartwarming to see the other thug trying to take revenge.

He wouldn't be able to. Alina had split off, following after the Blonde from a distance. Curious as ever to what she'd do next. Wander, it seemed. Purposeful? Calm though. Till it wasn't.

An alleyway, where she tried to hide. Alina let out a soft chuckle as she stepped into the darkness, her red eyes now vividly glowing as she looked around. "You do good work, girl. For justice, right?"

Asaiah Celwik

 

[Asaiah Celwik]

Alina Tremiru
Location: Denon

Asaiah had to come up with a plan. Come on...Alright. Here it was. Deal with whoever was watching her. Then try to find out where this gang was meant to hang out and blow it sky high! Did she have any experience with explosives? Of course not! But how hard could it be? Just plug the red wire into the green wire and boom...right? Urgh. She hated it when her head got like this. When she was nervous or afraid and it wouldn't just shut up. It's why she enjoyed enacting justice. It made her mind quiet...but now...

Her mind and her instincts were screaming at her as she saw the woman stepping into the darkness. Well, to be more precise, she saw the eyes first. Heh...That plan about dealing with whoever was watching her? Well...That had went out of the window. Something was screaming at her that if she picked a fight here, there was no way she'd be coming out of it alive. Though at the very least...the woman didn't seem to be overly hostile. Was she meant to introduce herself? No. Not yet at least. Names were valuable.

"Yes. Those who commit crimes and misdeeds must be punished...with their punishment being equal to their crimes. Those who break things must be broken. Those who ruin lives must lose their own."

Of course, there was a flaw in her logic. She broke things. She ruined lives. But in her eyes, someone had to do it. Someone had to enact justice. If it wasn't her, then who?

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"Equal to their crimes, huh?"

Alina stayed in the shadows of the alley, letting the darkness obscure her face somewhat. Just her eyes were readily seen, glowing the faint red they were when she didn't bother hiding her nature. A predators gaze, watching and judging the value of a meal, if they would be a meal. "What about those who commit crimes to live? A child stealing a loaf of bread so they don't starve to death. What does that mean, I wonder?"

Asaiah Celwik

 

[Asaiah Celwik]

Alina Tremiru
Location: Denon

Asaiah froze. Keeping her eyes on the red gaze staring directly at her from the darkness. Fight was out of the option. And she doubt she'd be able to run fast enough. There wasn't much she could do, as the girl tried to take in as much information as she could...

"Hunger is a necessity. Stealing for hunger is not something that warrants me to take action. People need to eat. There are people who steal for greed. For credits that do not get punished. Whereas those who are merely trying to survive are shoved farther and farther into the mud. The punishment has to fit the crime. To me, those who need to steal to survive are already being punished enough."

Her eyes narrowed. This wasn't something she commonly thought about. Most of the time she stayed away from the less fortunate areas of a planet. Plenty of the "criminals" she went for were in well-off areas, or more pedestrian areas. Asaiah shook her head for a moment, trying to stare down the predatory gaze looking back at her.

"...The people who are meant to enact justice through this Galaxy don't go after the right people. They either go for those who need to survive, or for those who are "big" threats. They don't bother with those who slip through the cracks..."

Like the Jedi. Or at least that's how she thought of them. The girl hadn't even met one. All she knew was that her parents argued about sending her to them, and if her parents wanted her to join them...They obviously couldn't be that great people. Her parents had lied to her for her entire life.

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"The underdogs being crushed under a system built to keep them there, huh? Sounds very Denon."

Alina chuckled, though even her laugh sounded more like a threat. She stepped closer, just enough that part of her was in the light rather than in the shadows. She was seeking to make the other woman unnerved and afraid. Keep her from trying to fight. The Sangnir wasn't here to start a fight, after all. "But you know that only works for so long, right? That you'll cross the wrong person, be killed. You're weak at the end of the day, living here. That was their intent."

Asaiah Celwik

 

[Asaiah Celwik]

Alina Tremiru
Location: Denon

"Not just Denon. It's the same on Coruscant. It's the same on any of the planets I've been to..."

And yet people would think Asaiah was the evil one. No. It was the people who kept stepping on the weak! She just...ignored the fact that she occasionally stepped on the weak for things that were silly. Bumping into people. Making someone spill their drink. That wasn't important for the conversation though. Asaiah just tried to stand her ground, even if she had nowhere to run to.

"I know I'm weak. That I can't do much. But I have to do something. No-one wants to teach a murderer."

That's what she was. She knew that. But being a murderer didn't make her evil! No! She fought for the underdogs! At least that's what she liked to believe in. In reality, she mostly fought for herself. What she found entertaining or a righteous cause.

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"No one teaches a murderer, huh." What a fascinating admission of guilt, without the guilty conscious. It was just a statement of fact. Alina stepped closer still before her red eyes seemed to gleam. Behind her, shouting. She'd left a trail for the others to find, and for good reason.

"They're coming to kill you. String you up for your crimes much like you did to others. Is it right for them to do that?"

Asaiah Celwik

 

[Asaiah Celwik]

Location: Denon

Asaiah had forgotten about the gang on her tail for a moment. As soon as the yelling started, her hand went back to her hammer. She wasn't going to fight whoever this woman was in front of her...but if the gang tried anything, she wouldn't hesitate to leap into action.

"It's not right. It's for revenge. I do it for justice. For the small people. They break the laws for themselves. I do it for others."

Yet another admission of guilt. She did break laws. Yes. But she did it for the right reasons in her eyes. Her eyes narrowed as she finally broke her focus on staring at Alina Tremiru to stare at the entrance of the alleyway. Bracing herself for them.

"I know I'm going to die. Eventually everyone does. From old age, or sickness, or something else. But I'm not going to let today be that day for me."

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"Then I suppose you're going to have to live, mm?"

Alina chuckled softly as she jumped up, out of the path to sit on a ledge, legs swinging too and froe rather casually. She was watching now, learning. This girl, she lived a brutal life for a long time. Against people much larger than her. How? Why did she survive? Alina could smell the blood in her veins, the strength she had. How much of it had been tapped into?

"Don't die~ I want to see more of your justice."

Asaiah Celwik

 

[Asaiah Celwik]

Location: Denon

Alina Tremiru​

Fighting for an audience was...not an idea that Asaiah had ever had, as she watched the woman climb up a ledge to watch her. It wasn't important at the end of the day though. She had to keep her eye on the alleyway. The good part of being in the alleyway, she wouldn't have to deal with them all at once. The bad news? She didn't really have an exact strategy on how to get out of here.

And then they came. Her eyes darted between each figure coming down the alleyway, trying to figure out a plan. Taking in the weapons they had at their disposal. Blaster...Pipe...Blaster...Knife. Oh. Very nice. The girl rummaged in her pocket, taking out the last few set of nails. She was going to need to get more when she got out of this situation...For now, she focused on the Force. Time to do the opposite of bringing a knife to her...and push the nails away. Using the Force to flick them at the gang member with the knife. It wasn't aimed to kill. No. No. Just to disarm.

With a flurry of nails suddenly thrown into his hand, it was no surprise he'd drop the knife. Now, it was time to play. As a flurry of blaster fire came her way, Asaiah moved. Running towards the gang as she used the Force to enhance herself. Her speed, her resilience, her reactions. Dodging and ducking at the most prime moment as Asaiah used the Force to pull the knife to her hand. It felt comforting. Like it was a piece of a puzzle that she had just completed.

Knife in one hand, and hammer in the other, Asaiah lashed out in a flurry of movements. The combination of weapons didn't give her much range...so she'd have to work on bringing them down to her level. Slashing out at legs where she could, smashing out at knees. One might have assumed that she was flailing around with her arms, hacking and smashing at whatever she could, but each strike was calculated.

Though the flow of the fight slowly started to lean away from her. Overextending with a hammer strike, Asaiah winced in pain as a heavy pipe came smashing down onto her hand. Something was definitely broken but she wasn't going to scream out in pain. No. They didn't get that satisfaction out of her. Even as the hammer fell from her hand. Even as she felt a sharp searing pain in her shoulder from a stray bolt that sent her stumbling backwards. Think. Think.

Asaiah stood her ground, holding the knife up still ready to go. She just needed a single moment to get back into it. Her eyes darted over towards one of the blaster wielding gang members, and held her smashed up hand towards him. She wanted to use the Force to grab hold of him. To throw him into the crowd. But the pain coursing through her caused...something else to happen.

The man's look of confusion rapidly turned to a look of agony as Asaiah slowly clenched her damaged fist. Crunching and breaking coming from the man as his arm seemed to twist and turn unnaturally. It was morbid enough that even a few of the other gang members stood to watch in horror as the man's arm was crushed. That gave Asaiah her chance to get back into the fray. She was not going to die today.

 

[Alina Tremiru]

She had control over the Force indeed. Alina hummed as she watched, her smile on her face but her eyes anything but mirthful. Cold and studying. As it went, those skills with the Force would certainly give the girl the edge, especially with the dagger she now had. Her smile widened. A hand raised as she let Anima flow, drifting through the air as she infused the one with nails sticking out of him.

Rage came next. He roared out before his body seemed to strengthen unnaturally, his aggression seemed to increase. Alina didn't want this to be easy. See her fall, see her struggle, see her try not to break.

What would she do when she was pushed to her limits? That's what Alina looked forward to seeing.

Asaiah Celwik

 

[Asaiah Celwik]

Location: Denon

Alina Tremiru​

The other gang members stared at their associate as he roared. Turning to glance over towards Asaiah, who's eyes were wide in surprise herself. She had even had a moment to raise her hands up in the air, looking at the gang members.

"...Wasn't me."
As soon as she spoke, one of the gang members was promptly flung in her direction by their raging associate. Which was good news for Asaiah! 'Cause now the rest of the gang members seemed to be backing away! Unfortunately...it also meant bad news as the raging man charged directly towards her.

She braced herself for a strike...What she was not bracing herself was a strike strengthen by the Force. As soon as it connected, Asaiah felt herself go flying down the alleyway, connecting with a wall as she fought to keep her screams in. Something was definitely broken. Fight through the pain. Let it fuel herself to keep herself moving.

Asaiah rushed for the man. He was an aggressive fighter. Flurry of strikes from punches to kicks were sent her way, with near enough strength to break her in one hit. At least he didn't have the knife. That was in her hand, as she worked at slicing away at where she could. Opening up as many knicks and cuts as she could. But they weren't slowing him down. And she was getting slower. Slow enough that she couldn't dodge the kick that sent her sprawling across the pavement, rolling along it.

She was battered. Battered, beaten and bruised. But she wasn't done. The pain was fuelling her but at the same time holding her back. It was a struggle to move her limbs. As she tried to push herself up to the ground, the girl broke out into a series of painful coughs. It felt like she was being stabbed by her own ribs. Though her eyes fell upon the blood on the ground. Her blood. Her life-force. It flowed through her veins. But that wasn't the only thing. The Force...

A hand shot up towards the man for a moment. He was too strong for her to hold back with the Force like she had done with that other man. But she could try to hold back his life-force. His blood. Those knicks and slashes she had done were going to come in handy. At least she hoped they would as she focused on his blood. From an outsider's perspective, it might have seemed like she was trying to heal him, trying to slow the bloodloss...but in reality, she was trying to stop his bloodflow. Hold it for as long as she can. Stop him from getting oxygen.

 

[Alina Tremiru]

Rage was good, but desperation bred innovation. Alina's brow raised as she watched before her grin widened that much more as realization settled in. The man continued to try and fight, for all of a few more seconds. A desperate, rage filled charge before the last step had him falling to the ground. Exsanguination. Alina dropped from her perch, casually lifting a hand.

The remaining figures that hadn't been killed by the leader's rage hemorrhaged then and there, dropping dead in an instant.

"Fascinating. You're not Sangnir. How did you manipulate his blood like that?"

Asaiah Celwik

 

[Asaiah Celwik]

Location: Denon

Alina Tremiru​

"Sangnir? What's that? Sanguine means blood..."

Asaiah frowned at that, cupping her chin between her index finger and thumb. It made sense being asked about blood, considering what she had just done. Though she shook her head, wincing pain as she once again tried to get up...before noticing the rest of the gang members were dead on the floor. The colour draining from her face.

"How did I do it? Well...I isolated his blood. It's like when I grab something. I focus on the handle. Or someone's arm. And then I just grab it. So I focused on his blood and held it in place. Stopped it from moving. It's...nothing that special, is it?"