Strays Burning Red Lights (Katar)

[Hijinks]

Jink was being guided by the Force. He was sure of it. Why else would he be in the Red Light Sector of Nar Shaddaa, when he could be warm on Widek, with Carliah sleeping next to him? The last time he'd snuck out like he had today, Carliah had ended up following him anyway. Of course, the Tower had given him a vision that time. Now, it seemed that he was simply following an trail of natural energy leading him somewhere. No precognition, or anything.

What the hell was going on?

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[Slot 21]

Katar was ANGRY. She hadn't been this angry for years, so she had a lot of time to compensate for. What had brought all this on? A few trigger-happy thugs deciding that a small slave girl would make a nice addition to their beds. If there was one thing Katar hated above all else, it was slavery and those who abused their power with it. Nar Shaddaa, unfortunately, was RAMPANT with underground slave markets. She knew this first-hand.

Katar stood protectively in front of the child, her green lightsaber reflecting off of her burning green eyes. Her pupils were slit, and her teeth were barred in a loud and in-human growl. The thugs were shocked, but also amused. "Well then. Let's see if this one can dance!" They said arrogantly. And dance she did. Her instincts took control as she moved with lightning-fast ferocity. Her claws and her saber began mutilating them all one by one. It was enough commotion to make a scene. A scared crowd watched in horror as Katar went savage.
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[Hijinks]

Jink twitched as he felt a wave of anger somewhere below him. Then the deaths of several people in the Force. He stepped out onto the air, walking quickly down to the levels below. He could see several dead men, a woman with a green lightsaber, and the child cowering behind the woman. With his own flash of anger, the familiar fluid coldness of one of his chains flowed from Jink's sleeve to intercept the last two men.

One screamed as the chain constricted around his chest, and his lungs collapsed. The other was impaled on the sharp blade at the end of the chain. Blood spurted from the man's mouth, and he fell like a rag doll. Feeling a familiar presence, he looked up, and smiled. A layer of the Force appeared near the familiar aura.

"Come down here, my lovely Queen, and see the destruction I've wrought... again."

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