Look Out, Galaxy, Here's Rylla!

[Taeli Raaf]

[member="The Shadow King"] [member="Solan Charr"]

It had been such a lovely day for Taeli when she heard the explosion go off and then the screams and pain rolled over her in a sickening sweet wave of dark side emotions. Pulling her lightsaber out from her satchel, her blue dress billowing around her as she raced towards the commotion and could hear the sounds of combat nearby. Igniting both blades, she swept towards where a young man holding a scythe was attacking a very recognizable man wielding two lightsabers.

It was a rather easy decision to make for which to attack, and a stream of Force Lightning lanced from her fingertips towards the dual-wielding man as she got close enough to say, "Mind if I cut in?"

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

As the Amani got closer he watched Jack run away from him and draw and blaster! What? Why? Ghrom was confused on how his acting was cut short and he cringed as few Blaster Bolts Connected With his Chest. Rolling up in a ball the Amani started to cry some and roll in circles in pain... Fettle position . In his pain he sobbed like a baby and shouted aloud " Me...Me me is Ghroooooommm!" His small red eyes produced tears as he continued to roll about, Soon his Rolling path got larger and his body smashed into tents and nearby walls. In Truth the Amani had a natural Regenerative System in their body, Ghroms wounds were not fatal at alll but they did hurt. ​

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" Wwwhhhaaa!!!" He cried. ​

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[member="Darth Arcanix"]​

[member="The Shadow King"]​

[member="Solan Charr"]​

[member="Jack Rand"]​

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

She didn't respond to him, as for the girl was given a command, and followed it to the letter. Though, when he found her, Jack saw that Aeizori was couched in a corner, with her tails surrounding her completely. ..Kindof like a fuzzy...ball just in a corner.

 

[Jack Rand]

[member="Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae"] [member="Ghrom Xenos"] (Why do you have to make me feel so bad

Jack stopped blasting the poor beast, it was possible that the creature did not actually mean to cause Jack harm. Either way when the thing began to cry, Jack started stammering apologies as he put his blaster back in it's holster. "I'm sorry, I thought you were..." Jack couldn't think up and excuse for his behaviour so after apologizing he went over to the fox girl. "I'm not sure how long that guy is going to hold them off, so I can help you if you want okay?" Jack gave her a friendly smile to try to ease her nerves, she obviously had a stressful day.

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

[member="Jack Rand"]

She didn't look at him, and just stares at the corner. "Arf?" She had stated, clearly not giving him a clear answer. Still, the fox-girl did not move an inch. She was rather content on staying in the corner.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Darth Arcanix"] [member="Solan Charr"]

Dodging to the side, the pushing again with his fire, firing him away from the man as he diced, and sliced at him, Romeo had thought he was doing pretty good till the scythe got his right shoulder, and sliced down his arm. The pain was great, there was quite some blood, but it wasnt fatal, yet. He lifted his arm up. "Who fights with a scyt.." He was sent flying into the dead end of the alley way as lighting crackled around his body. His muscles tensed, and became spasmodic. The lightsabers had deactivated on his sailing to the dead end, and he fell into a roll, but as the lighting stopped, so did the pain, and he rolled up to a aggressive speed stance.
His eyes began to glow more intense as he felt the presence of the Sith woman. He looked over at Solan, and then the woman. "Two on one?" He cracked into a laughter. "Bring it."

 

[A'Shaddam Kterskt]

Had the extra moisture in the air driven these metal-dwellers thoroughly insane? The residents of this wretched planet were easily distracted, quick to anger, weak-kneed and timid. Certainly, these decadent, slothful kneelers would turn to dust within a day if forced to spend one in the desert. He was tempted to turn back, and return to his home-planet of Tatooine and be amongst the true warriors and true men of his Sand-people tribe. Yet, he couldn't - he had promised he would return to his people with enough power to liberate them from their colonial oppressors, and if there was one thing these water-fat idiots were adept at devising, it was better and more efficient way to quickly slaughter enemies with minimal effort.

Sand-spirits help me.

He trodded forth, shouldering casually past civilians who screamed and fled from the destructive combat that raged. At the epicenter of the danger, lay a single man, skin pale and unblemished from the sun's touch defending against a woman (Another warrior-woman! Where are her children? These metal-peoples are odd indeed. Do the weaker sex lead them?) who had inexplicably assailed him along with another scrawny little boy apparently using a farming implement to fight against the ghost-skinned man. Once again, the disgust boiled within him until he could not resist calling out:

"Is your entire civilization filled with weak willed cowards? Can one not be confident enough in their cause and skill to combat a foe with honor and bravery, instead of this farce of the many attempting to slay the few?" Once again, these insulting and questioning words were directed primarily to Darth Arcanix and her scythe-wielding comrade.

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="The Shadow King"] [member="Darth Arcanix"]

"You are lucky he hurt and killed them, or i would not be helping you Sith." He looked at Arcanix before continuing with his change of target on the Tusken. "Hey, Tuskan, go back to your dunes, this man has to pay for killing them so i suggest you butt out before i kill you for interfering." His eyes flared as he looked back at Sin but did not put the tusken out of his mind and made sure to keep his mind open incase he was attacked from behind. "Now Sin, I do believe you owe me and my beautiful temporary comrade here a reason for killing them..."

 

[A'Shaddam Kterskt]

How dare this little whelp.....

A'Shaddam could not be described as a completely logical person, instead following his own moral compass and internal guide-lines. This however, was unacceptable. Not only did the man threaten to kill him ( As laughable as the very concept was ) but he had not the wit in his easily-crushable skull to even pronounce the (incorrect) name of his peoples correctly. Under his mask, The Tusken Warlord's nostrils flared and his hand immediately went to the durasteel hilt of his crude archaic lightsaber, connected by coil to a battery pack at his waist. With a flick of the ignition switch, the beam extended into pure white powered by the pearls of slain Krayt Dragons, as it was a rite of manhood for a young sand-person to fight and kill one of these beasts.

Outrage at this smooth-skinned, decadent-living, pampered weakling's fueled the Tusken's movements. With a flicker of his free-hand, he attempted to use his telekinetic abilities to rotate the scythe-wielding youth around to face him. At this, A'Shaddam readied himself into a traditional fighting-position, radically different from the conventional lightsaber forms which the desert-dweller was completely ignorant of.

"Stand, deliver and be slain, whelp. Or surrender your 'weapon' and beg that I have the mercy to excuse you for this offense to my honor."



(Poor sand-person probably gonna get rekt. btw, this will probably be my last post for tonight, so I would appreciate if we could continue this tomorrow.)

 

[Aithne Charr]

@A'Shaddam Kterskt

"I have somewhere to do... Sith, Handle the Shadow King, i have a fool to deal with." His eyes now changed their focus again as he spun his scythe around him and hooked it on his back once more. "How about i not, and raise you a new weapon." He smiled wider and let a saberstaff drop out of his sleeve and he looked at the the saberstaff for a second before switching it on.

Only he didn't attack him, he shot right past him, heading for the roof again as he jumped and shot up to the roof and sighed. "Well, i do believe this is my que actually... something seems to draw a much more needed important thing for me." He saluted the Tusken and shot over the roofs again towards [member="Jack Rand"] and Aeizori. It would take him a minute before finally getting to them, his breath short as the force left him in its level it had.

 

[Taeli Raaf]

[member="The Shadow King"] [member="Solan Charr"]

"Sounds fine by me," Taeli replied, her eyes turning a blazing yellow as she drew upon the dark side. The Marks of Darkness began to emerge around her eyes as she rushed forward and throwing a flurry of attacks at the Shadow King, twirling her lightsaber to try and get the man off balance. She did take note of some slight scorch marks, hinting that the man before her had either more grenades or knew a Force technique she was very curious about learning.

She also wondered if she would need to activate her lightsaber's special feature in this fight or not, but that would remain to be seen.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Darth Arcanix"]

Romeo didnt watch the rest of the woman's movements, instead he looked her dead in the eyes. "Come a little closer..let me show you something new you can learn being Sith.." He smirked, and waited till she was now attacking him, Romeo's fighting style relied on speed for blocking, and attacking. It was never meant to chop things off, but to cut, and gash as much as possible. What this woman didnt know about Romeo was this, each attack he couldnt block, he would bend backwards in inhumanly ways, and twist out of the attacks, while blocking another with both sabers.
"Tell me, whom do I fight?" He said as he backed up some more towards the dead end, as he continued to block each attack, or twist away from them.

 

[Taeli Raaf]

[member="The Shadow King"]

Taeli frowned as he twisted out of the way of certain attacks she was certain he would get hit by. He was extremely flexible, she could easily admit that, but his fighting style was not the most . . . aggressive in the galaxy. This was going to be an interesting fight.

"How about you surrender yourself, and then I'll tell you," she replied, twisting the handle of her lightsaber. The second half of the hand guard slid out and formed a perfect circle. The blade emitters unlocked and began to spin around the ring, and she smiled even more.

"You might be flexible, but I don't think this will be a fun time for you," she said, moving in and launching a flurry of attacks with the spinning blades as they acted more like a lightsaber energy saw than a standard blade.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Darth Arcanix"]

Romeo's deactivated his cryan blade, and placed it under his jacket, and felt the pain come back from his arm, and he winced a little. "Eh, what happens if I surrender? Will you give me a loving massage as you tell me your name?" He watched the new kind lightsaber come forth form her own hilt, and cocked his head.

"Now that is new.." He winced again as the blood dropped from his finger tips. He was beginning to loose a lot of blood. "Damn scythe boy.." He cocked his head side ways looking at the gash. "You have me at a conjunction...so tell me what happens if I surrender?" He began to draw on the darkside, began to suck in all the hatred coming from Solan, and the passion the woman felt from this. He drew it all in, and took a breath.

His right hand slowly reached up, and he winced more. "Too bad..." He grinned showing teeth. "I have a trick for you." He grinned wider, and red energy shot form his finger tips an arced at the Sith. Apart from the burns from the Lighting, and the scythe cutting him, he needed to heal quickly, if not heal some of his wounds. "Now let me feed off you!" He roared as his saber hand shot up, and more red energy arced out of the tips of his fingers, holding the saber with his palm, and thumb."

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

Elara stood there looking on, Taeli was in the middle of a fight and the apprentice stood wearing her oracle armor, taking a moment to brandish the faithfuls blades while she looked at her master. She was coming, the voice of sector five was coming and someone causing a ruckus on Coruscant was not something to be pleased with. The girl running a hand over her bald head while she followed the approaching grey riders. The unit of sector five, the assorted mercenaries being taught by the infamous blackblades. "And what is this apprentice?" Elara looked on, they were coming towards [member="Darth Arcanix"] the only one that mattered while more of Balaya's entourage and troopers came in. Jet the small intelligence officer speaking with the sound of silver bells in the air. "Tinks titties, someone fighting on Coruscant knowing what could come after them. They'll regret pissing on the Dark Lords daisies when Arcanix gets finished with them." The small thing fluttered around as Balaya stood tall clad in the black wardens cloak and her armor. Armed to the teeth with weapons.

 

[Rylla Aldrecht]

To say that Rylla was impressed was an understatement. Her new Master showed power she had never even thought about, let alone using.

"Master?" She inquired. "Would you like some assistance?"

[member="The Shadow King"]
[member="Darth Arcanix"]
[member="Solan Charr"]

 

[Taeli Raaf]

Taeli smiled as the red stream arced towards her, oh she really really REALLY wanted to learn the technique to drain the life from another being, but she certainly didn't want to be on the receiving end of it.

"You know, I'd be worried except . . ." she focused on her Vong coral seed in her chest and moved out of the normal spectrum of the Force. The red energy tried to find her, but kept moving around to either side of her as she was technically dead to the Force while she focused on her Vongsense.

"See, I like to experiment and one of those experiments revolved around manipulating Vong biotech," she said, advancing towards the man. "I just couldn't resist the temptation to find out how to form a type of Vongsense as I needed it to work on that project. You wont be draining my life, your Majesty. Toss me your lightsabers and I promise that not only will you know my name, but you'll be treated as civilly as possible."

[member="The Shadow King"]

 

[Rylla Aldrecht]

Rylla activated her saberstaff, watching the battle with interest. Perhaps this new Sith was more powerful than her new Master?

[member="Darth Arcanix"]
[member="The Shadow King"]

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

Aeizori remained where she was at, true to the command that she was given. She was obvliious to the shinyblade battles near her, nor did she truly care of what the outcome will be. All she cared about was remaining in the corner, waiting for Solan to return and give her another command.

[member="Solan Charr"]
[member="Jack Rand"]

 

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Darth Arcanix"] [member="Rylla Aldrecht"]

Romeo brought his hands down, and looked the woman in the eyes, cutting the red energy off. "Impressive...but...see...you know who I am..." His finger snapped, as he felt the presence of someone much stronger. "...only one Sith get's the privilege of my surrender." He smiled as he took his lightsaber to his gash, and burned it closed. He roared in pain, but fed on this pain as well.
With quicker thinking then what he would normally do, the air around the Sith began to vibrate so fast that it was ready to ignite. His eyes became glowing hot, and his pupils became over dilated. With a quick fling the fire rushed forward, and hit the vibrating air, and causing a large explosion of fire, and smoke.
Again he snapped his finger, and sent another ball of fire, and kept doing this, causing the air to vibrate all over, and explode into fire. More, and more his anger grew, and his passion to embarrass the One Sith on their own capital. The more this grew, the stronger he connected to the darkside, and cast more fire, making more explosions at the Sith woman.