[member="Miss Blonde"], [member="Akio Diachi"],
In his flight the machine saw War Dogs changing their priorities and going for the buildings. There was not much he could do about it, HK understood that not everyone could be saved, and rather than running around taking down bands of War Dogs like a chicken with his head cut off but fully functioning weapon systems, it would be more effective for him to handle it one objective at a time. So off he went to the hospital, picking up speed with his jet systems to catch up with the speeder Akio and Jozy were escaping on.
Still, that didn't stop him from reloading his magnetic revolvers by pulling back on their levers and taking few potshots at the War Dogs mid flight, dropping few of them, about 6 or so, usually the ones handling heavy weapons like rockets by piercing the weapon systems with his hypervelocity projectiles to force the rockets to explode prematurely.
"I am just a killer. It's all......I will ever be...... its all I ever was. But I
choose what kind of killer I am."
WHSSSSSSSSSSSH-BAM!
"
I see your Order is as whiny as ever."
HK finally caught up with Akio, deciding to quip as he landed on a couple of War Dogs trying to take an aim at the Chiss from behind. His prehensile feet caught their heads and stomped them down into the ground from the speed of droid's jet-fueled landing and his weight, smashing them into nothing but a fountain of squirting oil and hydraulic fluid.
He spun the revolvers on his fingers before putting them back into their holsters. HK took hold of his
lightsaber's hilt as from the forearm plates of his free hand those familiar twin barrels of a built-in repeater extended out.
As the Chiss took his swords the droid activated his lightsaber, from the hilt a blade made out of seemingly pure light erupted, casting away the shadows and emanating a serene aura of the Light Side. The crystal within its hilt was a Solari, imbued with constant presence of the Light Side to allow the droid to use it.
Either way HK started to walk towards one of the incoming War Dogs with a purposeful strut, the hostile droid took aim with his blaster and fired off a burst of shots, HK's saber swayed about in tight precise movements of Soresu, deflecting the bolts aside, mostly into the soil, except two which zipped through the air and splashed out against the War Dog's knees with plasmatic burn. The impact damaged the joints of his exo suit, forcing him down into the kneeling position as they locked up, HK still walking towards him. The War Dog tried to raise his blaster again but it was too late, HK delivered a quick underhand swing, striking the Dog under the jaw of its metal head, forcing him down on his back. The saber HK used was in constant training function, with a much thicker magnetic containing field than a normal saber, it could not cut but it functioned as a rather effective and fancy mace.
More Dogs were moving in, firing few shots, HK dodged one by moving his head to the side, his sensors tracking the plasma bolts through the air and predicting their path, the other were deflected by swift and tight movements of his saber. As he passed by the War Dog on the ground he aimed down casually with his free hand, firing out a burst from his built-in repeater to melt a hole through the droid's chest, double-tapping just in case, causing the mechanical body to twitch from the plasma impact. Swaying and ducking through the blaster bolts sent his way he closed in on the other droids, spinning around quickly he delivered a slash at one of their heads, it cracked and caved in from the impact, sending his disabled body aside from the impact,
WHHHHHHHHHMMMMM
His lightsaber hummed as he flicked it about, deflecting one close proximity blaster shot right down the barrel of the blaster that projected it, causing the weapon to explode with fierce flash and rain of shrapnel in the hands of one of the War Dogs, ripping his hands clean off. Meanwhile HK managed to strike another droid's rifle, breaking it in two and throwing the remains to the ground with the impact, his free hand snapped in quick movement and grabbed the droid by the throat. HK lifted him up from the air by the throat and squeezed in, tighter and tighter, the metal groaned and cracked, screeching from the pressure as black oil like thick rancid blood started to run from the War Dog's mechanical throat and down HK's arms. Finally the neck gave in with a horrid shattering sound as the Dog's head was popped clean off from the pressure.
Another War Dog came in trying to engage HK in the melee and the assassin droid spun about, using the carcass of one of his comrades to throw him back, wielding it like a makeshift mace to force the other war droid down to the ground before casting the headless War Dog aside. It scrambled on the ground, trying to reach for the weapon forced out of its hands, only to have his arm pinned down to the ground as HK took his foot and stepped on it, using his Phrik talons to grip the ground and pin the other droid's limb there in a makeshift cage.
The War Dog looked up at HK, he was already watching him, his eyes glowing in their usual crimson red, black cloak flapping gently in the soft breeze, white blade humming softly against the soft shade of the battlefield, the black oil from other War Dogs dripped down from his hands and chest plate, splattering in soft rhythmic pattern against the mechanical soldier on the ground. The War Dog could beg for mercy, but that wasn't his programming, HK could show mercy to the droid, after all it was only following orders, but he found none within him. He took aim with his free arm, twin barrels still extended out as they lighted up in red bursts, firing the plasma bolts into the War Dog. HK watched the enemy machine as the flashes of red pulses washed over his emotionless face plate, illuminating it in eerie light.
PEW-PEW-PEW-PEW
After few seconds the repeating noise of his gun finally stopped and the barrels retracted back into his forearm plates and HK moved past, leaving the corpse of the War Dog behind, both its head and chestplate had two large holes melted through them, the molten metal still glowing in calm orange illumination as it dripped down through the cavities onto the ground.
In the final moments of the battle Akio would find that the droid's back was pressed against his, because standing back-to-back surrounded by enemy soldiers looked cool, his white lightsaber still activated as he deflected back blaster bolts in small, measured movements, protecting the wrecked Chiss from enemy fire while he threw a Force-fit.
Soon enough it seemed that they had the area secured and their allied commandos were moving in to help hold it, HK took the time to grab a bottle of bacta-spray off of his belt.
"
Here, your face is rather grotesque."
He quipped as he aimed the spray at Akio's burns and pressed on its button, emanating out a blue-ish green mist of bacta. It would probably sting like hell at first against his burnt-out skin but soon enough that would pass and give way to a soothing, relieving feeling.
[member="Joza Perl"],
Unfortunately HK would not be able to deliver Joza's baby and reenact that scene from Lion King!
