Operation 'Hammer' [Sith Enslavement of Togorian Species]

[Veino Garn]

Veino's eyes widened at the shock, and grimaced when she pulled back, checking if fur got caught in his teeth. He was planning on shaking his hands clear, but the lightsabers seemed to say it was a bad idea. "Get out too much actually," He grumbled, "Since this where I ended up. And no, it was not." There had been one before, but she'd gone off on a mission and he'd never heard from her again. Hadn't heard any word about her either. Such was the problem of growing up, they had said. Those around you left you behind, be it for their future, or to rejoin the Force. And that was how the universe cycled on.

 

[Preliat Mantis]

Preliat quietly knocked out the window, leveling the rifle on the window sill. The stormtrooper was within his sights, taking cover and beginning to fire back at some AOL troops. Digital scopes were the thing of the future, with computers and the like making sure that glint was nearly non-existent, and the fact that he was using a heavier slug-throwing rifle made it very dangerous and hard to pick out in a city with lots of windows and cover. Smoke that was blown from Vazela and the kid let Preliat have a very good sniper position. The first stormtrooper went down with a large round to his chest, flopping against his cover. The one beside him knew that he had to move, after all, these were trained troops, not morons. However, there was little to go, and he died trying to find more cover.

Preliat adjusted his scope, and then moved to a separate window, changing position. He fired again, knocking down one or two at a time. The rifle kicked in his hands harder than he wanted, but it did it's job rather well, blasting apart the Stormtroopers armor like paper mache or cheap plastic. He kept firing, making sure that the Stormtroopers didn't really have a chance to gain a flanking maneuver or even move after slaughtering the Togorians. This was no longer about liberation for Preliat, this was pure vengeance. He picked up his M45 by it's carrying handle, moving to a new position after a while, continuing to pop a Stormtrooper or two, before he realized they were far too busy to realize where he was. So Preliat sat up in a building, looking down at them, picking them off like rabbits.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@Thyrian Ashborn @[member="Vexander Graves"]


Coci lowered her blaster and let it hang by her side. The contest between the Sith and Vexander now over as she witnessed his blade penetrate the Sith's chest. For her to intervene was simply to dangerous to Vexander, however he was victorious on this day, yet an air of sadness filled them. To kill is never a to be taken lightly and as Vexander turned toward her, she could see on his face the importance of this moment. This is his personal time, no words she could say at this moment would hold any meaning for him, no, now was the time for her to just be there and aid him if he required it. He walked toward her using the walls to support him, she quickly ran to lean her shoulders to support him and take him back to the ship.

She simply nodded her understanding at this words, the day is over for them, in part, Vexander still have to heal. Once aboard the ship, Coci escorted him to the medical bay and soon the medical team treated his wounds. In no time his body would mend, but his mind after this, would take longer. But one never truly heals from events like this, you just take time the learn how to cope better with it. At least that is how is was working for her.

The bacta gels and injections began to visibly knit the wounds although Coci suspected that his shoulder would have a scar. But that is no matter, the body may be scar but so the mind and that was more important to her now. The medical nurse came to dress the wound, Coci stopped them and took the pads and bandages herself. His upper body now washed to prevent infection, she would dress his wounds herself. She did not even look at him as she worked, she did not say anything either. She lifted his arm up slightly to minimalise the pain as she wrapped his shoulder in a thick bandage to hold the pad in place over the main wound. Once she had completed the dressing, she turned and sat beside him on his bed. She looked to the side to see his hand resting on his leg. She took hold of it where it lay and remained there with him. There if he needed her.

"Done", she whispered.

 

[Satine D'nara]

She giggled and said "Well then, think of it as something to remember me by." She seemed like she was about to let him go before shouting "And this!" Her right hand clawed against his face, scratch from one corner to the other. While @Veino Garn dealt with the pain she stood, taking both her lightsabers, and laughed while leaving him there. She turned and decided to deal with more torogians before calling it a day. She took a deep breath, soaking in all around her, and thought of how grand it was being a Sith.

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Meta used to propel him down to the sith. Landing with a blast of force repulse, his lightsaber activated and ready to continue the fight in this now even grounded and smaller area. He raised his blade as he landed, taking advantage of the disorientated sith. He readied for a fight.
@[member="Kathryn Dae"]

 

[Kathryn Dae]

@Meta
Meta's force repulse fortunately fell short. The technique was advanced, beyond the skill of either of them. Indeed, it was beyond the skill of most knights. Still though, she had partly not expected the coward to drop down from his position. It was a welcome thing, in honesty, for Kathryn had no intention of getting in Krag's way. Some allies were best left unaided, after all. She watched with a smile as her foe's blade raised, and once again entered the opening stance of Soresu. The lightsaber that she had taken from Meta was once again ignited, and illuminated her body in a deep crimson once more. Again, she slowly prowled around his body, but again, it would have to be him that initiated the combat. She knew better than to break form simply to force an opponent's hand...

 

[Veino Garn]

Veino relaxed a little, but then choked on his breath as her claws raked along his face, tearing it open. His vision blurred, and he felt blood trickle down his face. Emotions crashed through him. The electric burn of pain, mostly. But also the white of fire of indignation, and deeper down, the churning black-red of hate and rage, dancing madly and cackling, goading and mocking him. Channel it. Use it. Strike while her back was turned. He knew how to use it. It was simple. But not. Even if he froze the aggression like he did the serenity, and drained it of emotion, it would still be far too close to the Dark Side for his comfort. But still... it was enticing.
He heaved himself up, wiping his face as clean as he could. He stretched out his hand, and called his lightsaber back to his hand, flicking the ignition switch, comforted by the golden glow and slight hum. It soothed him some, but the monsters still capered, like a volcano beginning to boil. He needed calm. Resolve. Focus. He gritted his teeth, trying to subdue the emotions.

@[member="Satine D'nara"]

 

[Satine D'nara]

Turning when she heard the saber active, Satine turned to see the padawan had stood despite his wounds. She smirked before turning all the way and drawing both her sabers. "Oh? You want more, do you? Fine. Plenty to go around." Activating both of them she used the force to run towards him and leap into the air to deliver a kick to his face before striking with her sabers.

@Veino Garn

 

[Darth Vazela]

| @[member="Vulpesen"] |

Vulpesen's attack caught the Sith Lord off guard. He was not expecting the Jedi Knight to use tactics in his fighting. Once again, Vilox Pazela had underestimated him. He stumbled backwards as the dirt hit his face. He felt the familiar sting when something touches ones eyes. He resisted the impulse to wipe the dirt out of his eyes with his sleeve, knowing that kicking dirt in his face wasn't Vulpesen's only attack. That was his battle experience thinking. "So he plans to blind me as a form of misdirection, so that his real attack cannot be seen." He felt Vulpesen move from his position with his Force Sense. "An attack from the air, to use his superior Lightsaber prowess and physical strength to land a single blow. He has good observational skills and is battle experienced. I will have to take him seriously."

In the few seconds in which the dirt had been kicked up into his face with the aide of the force and Vulpesen's movement up into the air to land an overhead strike, the dark robed individual that the Jedi Knight was facing had already formulated his counter. "Expand the force around me to drive him backwards. Remove the dirt from my eyes whilst I still sense him moving away from me and then move onto the defensive. I will let him go on the offensive, so I may ascertain the best way in which I will be able to defeat him."

Concentrating on the force, the Sith Lord expanded it around him in a Force Wave. If it came a second or two later, Vulpesen might have hit his mark. Unfortunate then that he did not. As the invisible energy expanded from his body which acted as it's epicenter, Vilox lifted his hands to his face and wiped the bits of dirt out of it and his eyes. He opened them finally, to see what had happened to the Jedi Knight. He lifted his Lightsaber ahead of him, one handed, for defensive purposes. His robes kicked up a little around due to the wind created by the Force Wave.

 

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen let out an "Oof!" as he was suddenly thrown back by the wave. He figured that the sith wouldn't give in that easily. He quickly got his wits about him and turned his flight into a smooth flip, planting his feet solidly on the ground before pacing before the sith. "Status report on that escort." He spoke into his comlink, hoping for some good news in this day.

"We've already gotten half of them gone sir. Do you need any back up?" The voice on the other line was one of the Wild Cards. It seemed as though the Knight's plan was working and perhaps he wasn't such an idiot after all. However, there was still a fight that he needed to handle.

"Negative. Continue as planned. I'll follow up the rear when I get the chance." Finally returning his full attention to the sith he decided to use another tactic. As before he hurled a flurry of dirt at his opponent, but this time he quickly followed the attack with as many sharp rocks as he could find, hurling the plethora of projectiles at the sith while moving forward, carefully but steadily. The force wave had caught his attention. The sith might have been stronger in the force, but Vulpesen wasn't without his advantages and benefiting odds. The sith might have been gauging Vulpesen's attacks, but every reaction and move was being carefully thought of by his jedi foe. After all, he had to do something about the attacks and the way a person defended themselves was always capable of hinting at what they could and would do. @[member="Vilox Pazela"]

 

[Veino Garn]

Veino bit back a curse as the blood seeping from his injury obscured his vision. That was not what he needed right now. So he closed them completely, stretching out the Force, even though the dancing monsters made it unsteady. He ducked as he sensed her kick sailing straight towards him, and flashed his blade up to deflect hers before dropping to a defensive crouch.


@[member="Satine D'nara"]

 

[Satine D'nara]

Satine recovered and gave an amused hum. "Look at you. Starting to put up a better fight with your eyes closed. Maybe when this is done I'll pluck them out completely to you'll be stronger than ever." She reached out and used the force to throw a nearby piece of debris at him before rushing in for another attack, trying to aim for his sides while trying to keep him off guard to find an opening.

@Veino Garn

 

[Veino Garn]

Veino gave a small nod, staggering as the debris caught him in the shoulder and knocked him off balance, and rolled out of the path of the flashing sabers. "What species sees only through the Force?" He thought it might start with an M or something, but he couldn't remember it right now, trying ton contain the volcano that raged within him and not get cut into little pieces. He did seem to fight better when he talked less. He'd need to remember that.
@[member="Satine D'nara"]

 

[Satine D'nara]

Hearing the question she perked up and said "Oh. I see. A Miralukan technique. Either that or perhaps there's some of it in your blood. Regardless, I'll spill this field with yours and see for myself!" She used the force and sent a heavy push towards him, using both of her hands as she did. Then, after dropping it, she threw both sabers towards him, cycling through the air as whizzing about as they made their way towards him.

@Veino Garn

 

[Alan]

The lightning bolt from whoever fired at it hit Krag, and Tracyn watched in horror as it was amplified by the ultrachrome armor he was wearing. Tracyn stepped back, and simply smirked at Krag, and then pulled him up by his collar, and elbowed him in the face. The sound was striking, it sounded like a thick wall smashing through a speeder, and Krag fell over, utterly demolished by Tracyn's onslaught of attacks. Tracyn picked up his slightly charred lightsaber, and cracked his neck. A quick movement of his legs, and he left the battered Krag on the ground, and simply walked towards the more prominent force presence on the planet.

The Knight that helped him fight Akiza found himself facing Darth Vilox, a less than likeable person that Tracyn found. Tracyn didn't mention his presence, and simply launched himself towards Vilox . Vilox was no combatant, and with his focus on Vulp, Tracyn had an angle of attack that was as wide as Vilox's ego. Tracyn spun in the air, and then activated his lightsaber, and went to use it like a sledgehammer, going to slice downward, straight on top of Vilox's head. Movement would probably grant him a very nasty removal of a limb, due to the speed that Tracyn moved with in combat. Regular, non force sensitive people sometimes had a problem with following Tracyn's movements, and that's why he was able to cut through the stormtrooper's lines nearly untouched. Also, some sniper had picked off a good number of them, and continued to do so.

"Pick on someone your own size, ugly."
​

Tracyn said with a sneer, his lightsaber crashing downwards to the aging Vilox in the powerful Djem So art of Falling Avalanche.


@[member="Vulpesen"] @[member="Vilox Pazela"]

OOC NOTE:

Spoiler

Krag (corey) could no longer keep up with the thread and said that I could use Tracyn to simply put Krag out of the fight. Krag will have no major woundings after this battle if he so chooses to, save for the massive internal bleeding and wounded pride @[member="Krag"] will have.

 

[Hawke]

@[member="Vilox Pazela"]

The last vestige of consciousness departed her to darkness. Naught for the orders of the Sith Lord her life would of been snuffed out like that of a candle. What methods of torture she was to endure for her heresy were unknown; but that they would be both painful and done in great length. For the Sith are unforgiving with betrayal, and there were few truths as pure as that.

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Meta smiled, whether or not he had to initiate combat would make little difference. He dropped the blade down low, and then brought the blade up in a vertical swing, Metas augmented speed and strength would put the Sith girl to test. It would easily break through her kind if defence she could make in the amount if time offered, if she didn't back off. She would be crushed under the embrace strength Meta was enforcing. However, he was already weary of the second blade, she wasn't carrying a third. So, she was only putting herself at a disadvantage, using two blades was hard and would make combat difficult for her as she attempted to parry Metas oncoming onslaught.


@[member="Kathryn Dae"]

 

[Kathryn Dae]

@Meta

Considering Kathryn's second blade was still firmly placed on her belt, her use of Soresu was unimpeded. As a result her bladework was as quick and as tight as she could make it - her arms moved little to angle her blade to defend from the incoming vertical strike, and the lightsaber almost nonchalantly deflected his strike off to the side of her body. However she understood from it that his actions were placed in the realms of physical prowess. It made her wary, and a wary Soresu user was a difficult foe to break.

Having defended his opening strike with a glancing parry, she stepped around to his side in the opposite direction his lightsaber was now travelling in. She knew his guard was open, but it wasn't the time for taking advantage of this. He needed to be worn down first, and expend his energy attacking her, so that when she did feel that it was the right time to strike, he would be sluggish and unable to defend.

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

The Sith assumed too much, as she side stepped. In the motion of it, he pulled back one step and brought his blade back with him, he did something she more than likely wasn't expecting, midst of her movement. He used the force, pushing her against the wall behind her, she had left her defence against the force down as she was too focused on her blade work. With his Lightsaber in his left hand, while she was disorientated from the force blast. Meta closed the gap between the two. Dashing in there were all but inches between the two. Meta's right elbow went for her stomach. Ready to crush in a matter if seconds.



@[member="Kathryn Dae"]

 

[Kathryn Dae]

@Meta
This time she was ready. He had used this trick on her before. While there was no true defence for the Force at this range, Kathryn was more than prepared for such an inevitability. As such when he rushed her with his elbow, she didnt move from her place on the wall. Instead, she dipped her lightsaber straight for his torso. Yes, he would slam into her, and likely crack a rib or two in the process, but due to where his lightsaber was in relation to his elbow, and where her lightsaber was pointed, the Jedi would impale himself long before he could slow his attack. That would be worth the pain of him colliding into her.