Mistake in Assassination

[WelshPsych]

Yuroic moved from his bed and walked over to his workstation, there he opened his datapad and scanned through his messages. He selected one that seemed to interest him the most, there was a mention of a Sith and that she might be heavily involved in there activity. Yuroic grabbed his gear, placing his breathing mask and armour and cloak on. He tightened and adjusted the armour several times as he felt unsure about facing a Sith or at least any Sith that is of some training.

Yuroic finally felt the nerves calm a little and strapped his dagger, vibrosword, training saber and selected a number of different grenades. He felt that these weapons would be suffice in handling the Sith, he moved the hidden panel and lifted himself into the ventilation shaft. The shaft was more cramped than the previous one he was using, but due to it being discovered he had to relocate on Nar Shaddaa. He kicked the panel out into the open and settled on the ground.

He moved into the shadow, clinging to the walls of shadow firmly as he searched through the Force, or at least through as much as he could, the new target, it was a young woman, he knew that such would be rare from the darker streets of Nar Shaddaa.

[member="Percy Imura"]

 

[Percy Imura]

[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]


Since leaving the Sith and joining the Obsidian, Percy had been spreading her wings more. She was on Nar Shaddaa for the first time. Since gaining some new toys from the Obsidian Order, it was harder to hide herself from crowds. Her long cloak hung over her tiny body, hiding her bow and arrows, plus her two lightsabers. Her Obsidian traditional was hung on her side, while her signature lasersword was on the back of her waist. Her table knife was hidden all on its own, inside a belt pocket. Her hood also hid her head, her red hair only peaking through. The only real notable thing about her was her ruby Obsidian (Templar) ring, which was actually currently switched on.

The girl was simply touring along. So far she wasn't too impressed, but she was an Imura... eventually something interesting should show up.

 

[WelshPsych]

He raced across the rooftops as he searched hard with the eyes with his keen eyes, it was difficult to find a conclusive identification as he briefly the many faces of Nar Shaddaa. But through the corner of his eyes he could see a wisp of red hair and followed that wisp of red down the many streets before he climbed down from the rooftop as he ignited his training saber, knowing to himself that the blade wouldn't provided much protection but at least he seemed more threatening and real.

Yuroic tightened his grip as he unsheathed his vibrosword as well, he preferred holding two blades in each hand rather than depend on his skills in one handed combat. Are you the Sith know as Percy Imura? His voice was deeper than natural as he stood behind her, ready to strike for the kill as he focussed his mind on the task at hand.

[member="Percy Imura"]

 

[Percy Imura]

[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]

Penelope narrowed her eyes, "I'm Imura alright..." she mumbled softly. Seeing how this sudden appearance was a foreigner, and having met thugs back on Courasont, she edged her hand beneath her cloak, to her Obsidian saber. She then spoke louder, "But I'm not a Sith."

To prove it, she ignited her Obsidian lightsaber. As she entered a Makashi stance, she bit her lip, hoping he would not attack.


by all means, still attack me xD

 

[WelshPsych]

His target was affiliation was with the Sith and she admitted that she was the person he sought. Yuroic shook his head as he moved forward slowly, he noticed her young age but he decided that he couldn't fall to weak at this moment. He didn't know enough of the saber combats to adopt a form but he ran at her then leapt at a wall as he swung his blade hard down to attack her.

He knew that his attack was unlikely to succeed in striking so he prepared himself and landed in a strong position and struck his leg out at her leg, he growled deeply I will kill you Sith, you have done enough damage to Nar Shaddaa's refugees, you will now suffer for your crimes. Yuroic had started to sound more noble as he was taking down his target, even though it usually fell upon death ears.

[member="Percy Imura"]

 

[Percy Imura]

The young Imura saw that he was attacking her, and that's all it took. Whatever words he chanted, she couldn't hear. She force jumped over him, her bulky cloak falling off. She deactivated her lightsaber and threw it on her belt before turning for her oldest friend. She grabbed her recurve bow, pulled an arrow out, and turned back and quickly shot. Then she raced off into the crowded streets.


[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]

 

[WelshPsych]

He watched as she jumped over him, growling as his attacks missed. Yuroic sawbthe bow pulled and when she fired an arrow at him Yuroic jumped up and held on a thick laundry line, watching her run off.

He dropped down to his feet, rushing off into the crowd. He found herbonce, it wouldn't be difficult to find her fiery hair in this crowd hopefully.

[member="Percy Imura"]