[Mission] Chilled to the Bone

[Lord Gaius]

"I sense nothing living. But my senses also tell me we aren't alone, not completely,"
"Remain on guard" Hasjo offered in wisdom. Perhaps he shouldn't have opened his mouth. He felt as though he jinxed himself. His immense eyes contained a far greater field of vision than many other species, and for this, he watched as various doors opened simultaneously around him. His attention giving him a binocular vision, in which all these various separate images seen by each eye, transformed into one composite image. His hand instinctively moved for the long hilt of the Lightsaber Pike at his hip. The green, webbed, clawed fingers curling around the metal. His slick thumb sliding down the shaft to ignite the cerulean plasma with a familiar hiss. He began to twirl his blade between his fingers. The initial pace was slow, but it was quacking picking up velocity. Faster and faster it spun in it's hands until it defied common sense. An inhumane speed, a technique he had clearly trained thoroughly in and mastered. As one shoulder raised, the other lowered in a rhythmic beat. The plasma whined loudly in the air, becoming a deafening moan. The droids opened fire, all trained on him. He deflected every single bolt with the incomprehensible speed. His torso twisted, feet shuffling as he moved his body to redirect the blaster fire of various targets. If not for his excellent skills in Su, Shii-Cho and the Lightsaber Pike, he wouldn't have had a chance of holding off such an immense amount of directed fire.

 

[Maya Carrick]

Letting her own blade of yellow come to life as droids started to come after them. Nothing alive, but still as dangerous, what is this place, a breeding ground. Looking at [member="Asaak Tey"] with her eyes quickly making work at the ones that chose to get into her path. Back at [member="Hasjo Hallu"] if you had to guess how many are there, when do you think we get to the end of these things. Finding it hard to try and get a hold of anything living on this stations. On to another time and place she saw in her mind as if it had just been built, just what was she seeing or why she brushed it off.

 

[Aeron Zambrano]

Asaak immediately crouched slightly when the doors opened, changing her center of balance, a habit from hunting on her home planet. As the droids took up fire on [member="Hasjo Hallu"], his skills with the pike something she was sincerely glad she had no plans to be on the receiving end of, she concentrated and pulled the Force inwards. She imagined gathering it in a ball, letting it grow. It beat like her heart - faster and faster and growing and growing until finally she lifted her hands and let it go, the full force of her telekinetic skills blasting from her body. That particular aspect of the Force was her strong suit and if her defense worked correctly she would send out a direct blast of the Force to throw all the droids, hopefully dismantling a good number of them in the process.

She let Hasjo and [member="Maya Whitelight"] wield their sabers. She was less skilled with the weapon and that moment was no time to practice. Her friends' lives were at stake.

The blare of the alarm was almost enough to break her concentration, the scent of blood thick...and she could swear that for a moment she COULD feel something alive, something infinitely powerful and dangerous, lurking along the ship.

[member="Darth Vilus"]

 

[Darth Vilus]

The droids were thrown back, impacting against the walls with tremendous force. Most of them shattered, their limbs snapped from their chassis.

Meanwhile, however, more droids continued to make their way over to them. Doors opened everywhere to allow them to enter from multiple corridoors as they tried to surround the Jedi. They entered in groups of three, coming through the doorway, training their weapons and opening fire, mindlessly blasting at their enemies while they maneuvered into position so that the Jedi's escape route would be cut off.

Two much larger ones--heavy battle droids with massive blaster cannons for arms--now entered and opened fire at [member="Asaak Tey"], blasting away at the Jedi with their high-powered shots. Two more entered through another door, and targeted [member="Maya Whitelight"]. Within a few more seconds, the Jedi would be completely surrounded.

[member="Maya Whitelight"] [member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Maya Carrick]

Thinking to herself more then anything how much she hated droid. Could it have gotten any more wores, then the answer came throw the dorrs, two why do those things always traveled in pairs. Shaing her head as she went to work. This time call forth with in her what was need to take over. Hello there, I so much hate these sweet things.

Taking a stance as she flew at them with the fact that she had it bonce only to find herself onto one wall then flipping over them both to take them out from behind. That was it Coming to put her force bubble up before she did something more, as it was back on that planet she been hire to rescue the slaver from that Hutt. Pushing outwards seeing a good path get smasked again the wall. Doing this once more before looking at them all. Well that is that but how many more are walking a round this place. [member="Darth Vilus"] [member="Asaak Tey"] [member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Aeron Zambrano]

The blaster cannons on the droid's arms would be too much to deflect with her lightsaber, and would certainly punch a hole right through the force barriers she was still learning to master. When the droids opened fire she gave way to the acrobatics that seemed to come as second nature with her growing proficiency in Ataru, her blade trailing through the air. She pushed off with the Force, giving herself increased height to land on the wall, pushing herself off that in turn with her right foot first so she twirled through the air, her saber whirring with the speed of the motion. Her movement was quick and she came down low between the droids, cutting through their legs and then jamming her saber down through their heads to dispatch them in turn.

She was breathing hard by the time she got a chance to look at her companions. Both seemed none the worse for wear - if a little harried - and she let out a bit of a breathless laugh at [member="Maya Whitelight"]'s comment. "Remember when I said everything was going well?" She glanced at [member="Hasjo Hallu"], glad to have him there as it seemed more and more that his expertise in battle would be needed to get them through whatever they'd come upon.

They drifted deeper in to the ship, Asaak keeping her senses open and her lightsaber primed to ignite should any more droids come their way. Every once in a while a large clang sounded through the bowels of the space station, or a hiss of sudden steam as the thing settled. Maybe it was the sudden quiet after the brief skirmish with the droids but...the quiet was just too much.

[member="Darth Vilus"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

Hasjo increased his efforts. His body moved with the rhythm of a flowing river. He was absolute fluidity as more droids spewed into the room. Each move leading into the next, without wasted effort. The Nautolan was known for his improvisation. His shoulders lowered and raised as he spun the pike between his fingers. He launched himself at the droids that threatened to overwhelm them. The twin blades were harder to master, but they could make enemies stampede over each other running for cover. His mind kept track of each blade seperately, effectively doubling the number of possibilities. The two blades being connected mean't knowing the location of one, he was aware of the location of the other. He came crashing down after his dance, pieces of machinery littered the floor around him. His robes were scorched in places but the Jedi Knight was otherwise unharmed. His thumb slid down the shaft of the Pike and deactivated the weapon. He nodded his head, once, to both [member="Maya Whitelight"] and [member="Asaak Tey"], confirming the battle was over. He clipped the weapon back onto his belt and walked with the two of them down the hallway. His large hand sat draped over the Lightsaber Pike at his waist. He was ready.

@[member="Darth Vilus"]

 

[Darth Vilus]

"ALERT" screamed an emotionless machine voice, as new sirens began to blare. "SECTION 7B DEPRESSURIZING. ALL BIOLOGICAL PERSONNEL MUST EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY. REPEAT: SECTION 7B DEPRESSURIZING..." and so on. Every door around the section had been opened--and locked open. Around the section, several airlocks had been opened and the air was now being sucked out. In mere minutes, everything would be flung out into the void of space...

[member="Hasjo Hallu"]
[member="Asaak Tey"]
[member="Maya Whitelight"]