Money [One Sith - Suns Vs. Reps]

[Krenis Skirata]

Xyra beamed, which was a rather disturbing expression on her, "That's the spirit. Lose the idealism. Get used to the pragmatics of your line of business and get it over with before somebody kills you. " She shrugged. "Harsh, but it's how I survived past my twelfth birthday without anything too traumatic occurring." She frowned slightly though at what she dismissed as not too traumatic. By normal standards, they would have been highly traumatizing. Hurrah for sociopathy. Making the terrible not quite as terrible.

[member="Ryan Korr"]

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Adonari Cinn"]

Cypher danced around death and saw his Jedi foe running in to the building. "Fight it is". His boots kicked up rocks as he hustled up the steps to the stock exchange. He shouldered the glass doors open. He was just quick enough to hear the last part of Adonari's orders. If he was still gona defend this building then why not take him out now. Cypher aimed and fired. The shot went wide by a hair and drove in to the eye socket of the man the Jedi was conversing with. Blood sprayed out from the hole left. And whatever the guard was going to do was now mute. "Couldn't hold the door for me". His MP-77's unleashed more burning bolts to try and cut down the Jedi.

 

[Nai' Frerstal]

Nai' Frerstal slick and shiny scale's glistened as he adjusted his grip on the handle of his rifle. The Barabel was taking his sweet, sweet time walking into the fight, clearly enjoying himself as he entered the fray. He fired off some stray shots, until he saw his fellow Sun [member=Xyra Rahn] fighting with one of the Jedi's padawans. Nai' Frerstal fired at the Jedi, as he began running towards the pair.

[member=Ryan Korr]

 

[Adonari Cinn]

A'donari had passed around the desk preparing for an attack upon the door. His instinct had moved him correctly. One of the Tiger's he had just dealt with accordingly still thirsted for blood. It's rage could be felt like the rest of the pain being brought upon the planet. Ripples against the calm surface of peace passed into his body like shudders within his connection to the force.​

It was perculiar to the Jedi that Sith could drop off so much equipment in front of guarded Banks on a world without being noticed. Something seemed very half assed about all of it from the guards stand point. Could the Sith already have ties within the Banking society of Ralltiir? Were the Jedi being cut out from the inside? Thoughts like these A'donari knew all to well would cause imbalances within. Chin dropped downward while he observed the path of the beast charging at him. It's roars and steps sounding out it's cruel blood lust. The Tiger's mind was consumed with it's already animalistic single tract mind focused on killing infused with rage unlike any other animal the Jedi had encountered. It was the Rage that would be it's downfall against the huge Nautolan. The beast was charging a predator. Not prey. Blade ignited with a cruel hisssssss.​

Only steps remained between he and the tiger that was airborne and lunging out towards him.​

A burst of condensed energy above the tiger released at A'donari's inward command. The blast at such close range above the beast slammed the Tiger's body down onto the lobby floor. Without releasing the hold that was connected within the force and animal A'donari allowed the strength to remain pinning the animal where it lay. It's head snarling at his feet. A soft whisper left A'donari as he administered the deadly accurate touch of his blade into the animal; killing it instantly. [member="Blitz"]​

Moving back to the desk to see the camera's that were showing live feed of the building gave the thief, that must have not been fased at all by the tiger lunging at him without warning, the slightest amount of time to do something stupid. Time the man used wisely. A shudder rolled down the Jedi Master's spine causing him to look back at the door. A shot fired and the guard beside him dropped dead. Cheeky muffled words fell upon deaf ears of the Nautolan who force jumped into the air towards the thief with such strength the stone beneath his boots cracked and crumbled. The blade danced in front of his body with Soresu's agility and precision catching the bolts that were spraying towards his direction. Some in a path to hit his body, others destined to miss. It took mere seconds before he had crossed the distance to his enemy before his body slammed into the ground releasing a wave of telekinetic energy only feet in front of his enemy. A burn scorched his right forearm and left tricep from where two shots had glanced to close to his body. He knew that moving towards the target in the air was going to be risky but there was no time to worry about that anymore. In the second it was pain A'donari no longer felt. Eyes scorched hot white energy from within. The Nautolan released into the depth's of the Guardian of the force he held within. [member="Cypher"]​

 

[Tydeus of Tion]

Rather than replying verbally, Ryan simply yanked on the Zabrak with a Force Pull meant to tug her onto his blade as he swung it in a slashing motion that would likely bisect her. The speed and strength of the Padawan, though wounded, far surpassed that of any ordinary humanoid, bolstered as he was by the Force. For all her silver tongue and deceitful talk, the bank robber did not use the Force, leastways not that Ryan could feel. Her actions relied upon sinew and bone. One eye caked in drying blood, left arm a ruined mess, and back stinging from deep lacerations, Ryan let the Force flow. Where the body failed, the Force continued on.

Ryan followed his simple drag-and-cut up with a series of vibrant, impossibly swift slashes and thrusts. Neck. Arms. Legs. He wove his lightsaber so fast through the air it seemed an almost constant line of blurring blue. Dodging one or two slices of a lightsaber wielded by a Jedi, even a Padawan, would be considered a lucky thing by the vast majority of the galaxy. Dodging anymore without relying on anything other than the body approached the absurd.

@Xyra Rahn

 

[Krenis Skirata]

Xyra felt the Force pull on her and she twisted to the side, bringing the vault wall between her and the lightsaber. She slammed into it. Bones cracked, sending more shock waves through her body, Great. Exactly what she wanted, Hopefully her share would cover all the medical expenses incurred on this mission, At this point, it was seeming rather unlikely, She lay on the ground, curled around the wall post, breathing heavily, She really hadn't won this one. Survival was enough of a prize at the moment. She twisted her head around to see [member="Nai' Frerstal"] run in and fire several shots off towards [member="Ryan Korr"]. Well, much better now. Maybe they had a chance, finally,

 

[Tydeus of Tion]

(OOC: did not see Nai's post, my bad. Tags aren't working for some reason)

From out of nowhere, a Barabel charged toward Ryan, firing his blaster repeatedly. Immersed in the flow of the Force, Ryan did not feel surprise, nor anxiety. In the Force, there was only peace. How could you feel fear when you knew that every breath you took was in the Force's calming embrace. Ryan knew if he died now he would become One with the Force. And after all he had been through in his short life, having peace did not seem so bad. The placidity of mind brought serenity to his movements. Serenity... and grace.

The blue blade whipped around, blood spattering the ground from Ryan's lacerated body. The vibrant, humming bar of energy intercepted blaster bolt in a blinding flash. Spurred by precognition, Korr's blade batted the plasma bolt back directly back at his scaly assailant. Then he stretched out his numb and scarlet stained hand and attempted to rip the Barabel's gun from its grasp with telekinesis and send the blaster spinning away, out of reach.

Not trusting to that single counter, Korr leaped high in a vaulting flip that carried him near the ceiling, he planted both feet against it and kicked off, landing just behind the Barabel. This put the large reptilian in between himself and the Zabrak, whom he had not so easily forgotten. He swung his lightsaber in a swift series of arcs, attempting to take off one or both of the lizard's arms.

[member="Xyra Rahn "][member="Nai' Frerstal"]

 

[Nai' Frerstal]

'Jedi Scum.' Nai' Frerstal thought to himself, as the padawan [member=Ryan Korr] tried ripping the gun out of his hand. It worked, but knowing the Kedi's force tricks, he let go of the gun right as the Jedi even grabbed the barrel of the rifle. Due to having a short span of time before Korr sent the gun spiraling, he quickly pulled out his double-bladed knife from it's sheath and made a stab at Ryan's gut. But as he was doing this Korr, sent a lightsaber speeding towards his arms. The Barabel ripped his left arm away from the grasp of the sword, but the second slash made it's hit. He cringed, but all it did was tear some scales and burnt some flesh. Barabel's were hardy creatures, and thanks to some light body armor, the toughest scales in the galaxy and a thick layer of fat, most attacks would do not much. The criminal sickly smiled, as he did a leg sweep, and if the Jedi fell over, he would send a weighty and fast stomp at his head, and even if it didn't connect with his skull, it would definitely break some bones.

[member=Xyra Rahn]

 

[Tydeus of Tion]

In the wake of his attack's failures, Ryan could not help but feeling a tremble of dread despite his embrace of the Light. The Force could only give him hints of what to do, nudges, he was the one who took action and thus by his very nature he was doomed to failure on occasion, especially weakened as he was by the lacerations from the serrated claws of the Raltiir tigers.

In a blink, his footing disappeared and he found himself falling. Bam! His shoulder-blades slammed into vault floor painfully and he loosed a gasp of pain as his torn back came into contact with unforgiving ground. Korr saw the incoming stomp through a haze of pain. He flung his saber up, chopping at the Barabel's leg while simultaneously moving his head slightly to the side. The result would be the Barabel's foot stomping into the ground where Ryan's face had been but moments before followed by said leg being swiftly dismembered by Ryan's lightsaber. At least, that was what Ryan hoped. Light armor, scales and fat could protect against a glancing blow, but full on contact from a lightsaber could shear through solid durasteel. And though the lizard's natural hide was tough, it did not rate on the same scale.

[member="Nai' Frerstal"]

 

[Nai' Frerstal]

The Barabel howled in pain, but he swiftly moved his leg. Blood leaked out from the wound, but he sent his right leg speeding at his torso, at close, but not at the same speed as the stomp. Whether he connected or not, he dived for his rifle, and quickly yanked it out, and began to fire at [member=Ryan Korr] with a rapid trigger finger pulling multiple times. Yet, due to the hastiness and his hurry, the bolts went off in wildly different directions, and hopefully for Nai' Frerstal, one would connect.

 

[Krenis Skirata]

Xyra glanced over at the brawl. Perfect. She heaved herself upwards, clutching her ribs, several of which were definitely broken, and picked up a chunk of vault door. She really needed to start carrying a multitude of knives for when words were not as useful as she would have liked. So be it, though, She staggered towards the fight, leaning against the wall to rest and catch her breath as she watched what was occurring. [member="Nai' Frerstal"] was a tough fighter, but [member="Ryan Korr"] was still a Jedi. That made creating favorable odds very difficult. Even balancing them was hard. She had a sense that she'd be getting involved again soon.

She dove for the ground as he started firing rapidly though, Several went flying in her direction. Grunts exploded from her mouth as she landed on her broken ribs. That hurt a lot.

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Adonari Cinn"]

How was this Jedi so fast. He knew others of his species and this ones age was young. The power he must hold though. Cypher near panicked at how quickly he bore down upon; like a speeder. No time for composing himself, only a few more shorts. Adonari's telekinetic blast couldn't be predicted. Cypher took the blow full force and sprawled backwards. His feet left the floor and the whole of his body twisted to the left. The gun slipped from his fingers, his right held firm. Shifting best he could to preform a back flip, no angle nor sight for a shot. This felt like the end. He'd be run through by the Jedi without the chance to defend himself. Like the last time he fell to peril he recalled his own saber. He reached for it; coming round from the flip. Spinal disks uncompromising from that odd angle his back had been in. His eyes caught the Jedi again, closer than ever as he straightened out. Cypher whipped his arm up quick as he could and crimson plasma followed. Dammed he may be but he had the chance now to catch his foes blade and live.

 

[Adonari Cinn]

A'donari's momentum had not been fully stopped by the telekinetic attack. Moving towards his opponent brought him only feet from the man who was quick to find his feet. A blade of crimson flowed outward from the left hand of his opponent. Two steps brought A'donari's close enough to attack though his blade stayed. He just stood staring forward with unblinking white eyes that gave away nothing. The force surrounding the barrel of the Sith's gun squeezed with viscous strength that the Jedi Master controlled.​

[member="Cypher"]​

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Adonari Cinn"]

His hand was vibrating, why was his hand vibrating? Cypher peeked down to see his gun crushing along the barrel. He let go, it was no longer of use to him. "That was my sort of trump card. I would of stood a better chance fighting you with it". He blew a laugh of air out his nose. "I've got one thing over you still boy. In my hands; this is just a sword. And I've decades more experience fighting with just swords against saber". Cypher brought both hands over the saber and steadied his guard. "And the playing field is now leveled a bit in that regard". His leg inched out to the left, before he stopped he slashed a shallow arc towards Adonari's chest and pushed off left.

 

[Grimm]

Whatever it didn't matter now, he was doing his job and getting through the guards. Once more approached, he would take cover behind a next by pillar and slowly plan his next move. The closer he got to the stock room, the heavier the resistance and he couldn't afford to get hurt too quickly. When they pinned him down, he grabbed one of his grenades and tossed it over his shoulder. Causing the room to fill with screams of horror and pain, as he quickly slid to another position. Shooting with his dual blasters, he was able to advance another few inches to his goal.

Yet, he was never certain as it seems that everyone was always dealing with problems. Maybe he could get out of here before anything else would go wrong, but it was only a matter of time. Who would win this battle, if it didn't turn out good he would just get out of here before he was caught. Plus this was mostly about the money, he wanted a chance to make a few more side projects for himself.

 

[Adonari Cinn]

Slight shift in weight of his opponent before the blade swept towards his body. A'donari's own blade rolled with the rotation of his palm while two quick steps shifted his frame to the right staying square with his opponent. Within the movement the blades collided sending his reverberating back down to where it had been before.​

"You're inability to refrain from taking lives ends now."​

Stepping back once more while he spoke turned his body sideways to his attacker with his blade running across his chest.​

 

[Kiyron]

Kiyron dragged a civilian into the building he had set up in as blaster bolts and crazed tigers ran around. This was not what he had expected during a two day leave. Such was the life of a soldier though. He shoved he frightened person farther inside and grabbed his rifle again, sticking the barrel out the doorway and taking a shot at a Sith soldier, watching as the man collapsed. Kiyron ducked inside again as blaster bolts pocked the wall around him.

 

[Tydeus of Tion]

Lightsaber wounds were cauterized, so why the Barabel's leaked blood was a mystery to Ryan. However, he had little time to wonder about the biology of lizards as the scaled reptilian launched another foot at him in a swift kick. Ryan simply swept his blade around in a sharp arc meant to take the foot off at the ankle. This was why kicking at someone with a laser sword that could cut through durasteel walls was generally a bad idea.

The Barabel dived for his weapon, giving Ryan enough breathing space to get to his feet. The shots sprayed wildly, rebounding across the walls of the vault. Korr defended as best he could against the erratic fire. A bolt singed across his upper arm, burning away the fabric and charring skin, but he managed to deflect the next two shots with his lightsaber and send them shrieking back for the Barabel.

[member="Nai' Frerstal"] @Xyra Rahn

 

[Nai' Frerstal]

"ARRGH!" The lightsaber cleaved off half of his foot, as he fell to his knees, staring at the chopped foot. Thankfully, the bolts zoomed over his head, as his face became contorted with anger and fury. Nai' Frerstal howled in rage, and thanks to be close enough for [member=Ryan Korr], he fired multiple point-blank shots, not caring whether the padawan would chop him up, he was fueled by a lust to see Ryan's lifeless body on the ground.

 

[Tydeus of Tion]

A slight nudge of the Force moved the barrel of the blaster rifle away from Ryan's stomach, but too little too late. The first bolt left the barrel and skimmed across Korr's side, taking off a huge chunk of flesh across his ribs, all the way to the bone. Gritting his teeth in pain numbed by the serene wrappings of the Force, Ryan stepped forward and into the Barabel's guard. He could feel the rifle barrel, trapped against his side. In order to shoot at Ryan again the Barabel would have to back up and get the muzzle pointed at the padawan, but Korr did not intend to give him the chance.

Close enough to smell the lizard's saprostomous breath, Ryan jabbed his lightsaber forward, intending to impale the reptilian through the chest. It could try to grab his thrust, but that would likely get its hand taken off. At the point-blank range they were fighting at, with both of its legs injured, unable to truly get off its knees, there did not seem to be any effective counter to Ryan's stab.

[member="Nai' Frerstal"]