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Stroll Under Coruscant

Kitani continue walking not aware that they were still being watched. She was not aware that his last name had double meaning, for starters it defined him and second it gave him a reason to be who he was. She nods at this exchange of thoughts but would ripped right from it as she felt the temperature around her simply drop sporadically. This manifestation of ice surrounding his body was something she has never seen before.

" Yeah...You look like planet Hoth at the moment.. " She attempts at small joke but of course it came out rather awkward.


[member="Glaze Starchaser"]
 
Glaze grinned as the ice fell off him, and disappeared before the pieces hit the ground. His teeth remained the same sort of fangy-looking things as they did when he went full ice-form like that. Of course the girl felt weird about the whole ice-summoning bit. Anybody would think so after seeing a (relatively) normal-looking guy turn into a grinning ice sculpture.

"Eh, Hoth's nice, but there's no cute girls to make awkward jokes at me there."

He jokingly stuck his tongue out at her and then turned back to nod towards his speeder.

"Let's maybe chat somewhere with fewer crazy Sith, huh?"

[member="Kitani Corandel"] [member='Ruby Rose']
 
Objective: Take Hostages
Location: Bar on Coruscant
Prey: [member="Glaze Starchaser"] | [member="Kitani Corandel"]
Gear:
Coruscant, the shining jewel of the Core. Under the One Sith it had been bombed, sacked, turned into a veritable fortress. There were always ways into a fortress however, and with almost a trillion citizens, security on Coruscant was never going to register everyone. But it would register allies easily, especially high profile ones like the Han Brolo of the Hand of the Dark Lord. That would probably explain why there weren't any Sith in this dive. Any of them that knew me, certainly weren't going to bother coming and finding me in a place like this. Places like this existed solely so people could sit and drink in peace and quiet.

The only things that struck my notice in this place was the little white haired girl who resonated through the Force and the blue haired man she was speaking to, playing around showing off his powers. I wondered whether or not he was a Sith acolyte way down the chain and what the higher ups would think about me turning a place like this into a war zone. Probably not much, and if they wanted damages paid for, I could. I smiled and slipped the helmet on, letting the cloak fall off my shoulders and leaving it in the booth I had been sitting in and followed them out the door and down the street. Not as many bystanders, but still one or two.

"Or, I could show you something, actually impressive." I said, the annunciator distorting my voice ever so slightly. I had been sitting in a bar, so I hadn't bothered to bring my mace, just swords and pistols. I drew the ostrine blade with my right hand and popped the pistol out with my left, standing a few steps away from the pair.
 
Kitani continue walking with the blue hair Arcanian, The talk happened to put her mind at ease seeing that she encountered a sith. It was then she felt chill down her spines as a distorted voice was heard behind her. She stops in place to turn around and simply stare at the armored individual and of course the sword and gun that he withdrew.

< Dam it..> She thought

Her hand would instinctively reach for her hips but of course there was nothing there, she had yet to be given a Light saber. Prior to this she had to head to head back to Osus to meet her master but of course things always had a way of not going well.

" What do you wa- "

It was at that moment she was able to feel the maturity the man had in the dark side of the force, it was much stronger than the man she encountered before. She grits her teeth as she spreads her feet as if she was going to fight.

<Now what > She thinks forgetting the moment that she was with someone


[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Glaze Starchaser"]
 
"Hey, what's- Oh frak."
Glaze's hands immediately froze into the clawed gauntlets that he wore when he was fighting. Of course, that wouldn't help against this Sith and his frakking Mandalorian armor. Yay! More ice crept up his body as he stood there, trying to decide whether pulling the pistol and the knife off his belt was worth the trouble, or would even make a difference. The answer to that was no.​
Next question: Could he freeze something to gain the advantage? Yes. Follow-up question: Could he freeze both the gun and the man's armor? Hell no. Follow-up follow-up question: Was the girl with him armed? No! Well, wasn't that excellent? There was something somewhere between frustration and fear running around in his mind now, making him literally freeze the ground around him. Little tendrils of ice crept over the pavement.​
Maybe it was time to talk his way out of this, for once... If he could keep himself from jumping at the guy out of desperation.​
"The, uh, 'actually impressive' bit wouldn't happen to be you letting me past, would it? Because that would be lovely."
[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Kitani Corandel"]​
 
Objective: Take Hostages
Location: Bar on Coruscant
Prey: [member="Glaze Starchaser"] | [member="Kitani Corandel"]
Gear:
Ice. Ice was a different trick than I was used to. "Nah. I'm here for her." I said in response, keeping watch of the ice he was forming. He was interesting, but he wasn't why I had bothered to get up and leave my jacket in the dive bar. She was, the girl that radiated being Light Side. Jedi padawan, maybe Jedi Youngling. Arrbi wouldn't approve, but he didn't need to know how I got the information he wanted, just that I got it in the first place. Plus the One Sith paid by the padawan braid, and no doubt whoever her master was, they would pay a ransom.

Best to fight Ice with Fire at the end of the day, but to work fire, I needed a spark, I couldn't just summon it from the air. The small little dart launchers on my shoulders clicked and two bursts of white hot fire, shards of magnesium, and sparks erupted from the weapons aimed at the ice covered young man. If we was gonna break and run, he'd best do it quickly. The fires swirled unnaturally, urged larger and twisting around, manipulated through the Force. It was interesting as I had never fought a Cryokinetic before, so at least there was that little twinge of an intriguing battle.

But not to be too distracted, the real reason I had gotten up in the first place was because of the light side aura around the girl. She had my interest and I had some friends that had some questions for her. Snap of the wrist sent a stun bolt and a ori'shuk round in her direction, the bullet aimed for her lower leg, the stun bolt for her thigh. I wanted to keep her from being able to run, not cut all those arteries in the leg and kill her. That would be counter productive.
 
Kitani braced herself for what would inevitably happened; A battle would soon erupt in the lower sections of her hometown. The would be battlefield dropped in temperature as ice began to seep out of the Arcanian in such a brutal display of might.She believed that his resolve was to simply fight but what could she do with out proper training and with out even wielding a lightsaber. The female could only stand there making believe that she was well equipped in the ways of the force but of course anyone of greater caliber would be able to tell that she was simply a novice.

The clicking and roaring of the dart launchers brought her attention down to the armored male. The projectiles were not intended for her but should they explode on contact, she tense her upper body and swing backwards showing feats of agility. It was much beyond the skill of normal individuals and Kitani took pride in that. However through the smoke came out something she has not witnessed before. A piercing round escaped the smoke and impacted her leg ; something she was not expecting was the sheer pain that the Ori'shuk bullet was able to lay on her. As the eight small fragments tore through her exposed legs, she instantly dropped to ground on her back holding her her leg, the Stun bolt however did it's trick and stun the female nearly knocking her out cold. Of course all this would happen if no one else had anything to say about it.

<What does he want with me > She thinks as her vision became groggy

The pain was shooting up and down her thighs as the stun bolt was doing what it was intended for, Subduing the white haired female.
<Am i really kicked out of my own home >

[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Glaze Starchaser"]
 
"Yeah, well... I'm sick to death of Sith today."
Glaze yelped as the fire came pouring out of... were those smoke bombs? Whatever they were, this guy was a fire shaper. Normally, that would've been something he could deal with. But this time, there was an incapacitated girl who he wasn't exactly happy to hand over to some random Sith who came over to beat up on them. Freezing the fire wasn't an option, but he doubted that this guy would be particularly happy to be frozen inside his metal plating.​
He dodged down, sliding across the ice and picking the white-haired girl in his arms as he let the ice spread away from him to more quickly cover the ground and begin grabbing his enemy. Glaze smiled a little bit as he realized that he was creating an easier path towards his speeder. Good. Sliding across the ice again, with as much momentum as he could muster, he spun around the flames and quickly fled with the girl now hanging over his shoulder.​
[member="Kitani Corandel"] [member="Draco Vereen"]​
 
Objective: Take Hostages
Location: Bar on Coruscant
Prey: [member="Glaze Starchaser"] | [member="Kitani Corandel"]
Gear:
Nah, he wasn't running off with my prey that easy. I was a hunter after all and the Ori'shuk rounds, aka the hollow point from hell, could slow down your average gundark without much issue. If he wanted to run, he could run, but not with my prize. Squeezing the trigger one of the bullets and another stun bolt left the barrels of the pistol aimed for the legs of the man running off as I pulled from standing to a sprint after him, being mindful of the ice he had summoned. A burst of speed pushing me along. I wonder how long it would be before Coruscant Security showed up, or if they would at all. Maybe the ruckus of gunshot fire would draw their attention.

At a sprint there was no aiming. Luckily, I didn't much mind hitting pedestrians with stun bolts and Ion beamers. Both were non-lethal and not overly painful, just dangerous if it caused you to be caught by a Sith or Dark Jedi. A shot to the leg would buy me ample time to gain on him, shove him out of my way, and take the girl to a prison. He could deal with Coruscant Security afterwards for all I cared. Might as well help things a long, maybe convince her to come with me, for the greater good. A little voice in her head would perk up, as gender neutral as I could imagine. <Save your friend. All the Sith wants is you. There is no reason for two to suffer.>
 
Through the grogginess of her vision, she could make out the view of the blue haired Male sliding over to pick her up. She was quickly hoisted over his shoulder and would let out a small yelp of pain as the quick movement made the shrapnel inside her legs resonate more pain. The battle raged on as a chase had already begun with more bullets coming in their direction. She never expected this much Animosity but it was then and there she realized how much the Sith was capable of. Through the altercation, a simply voice rang through her head. Chills was sent down her spine as once again her mind was assaulted by the dark side of the force ; there was so only so much she could take and in this dire moment she was simply vulnerable.

She looks at the arcanian who she simply know of his last name
" Starchaser.." she speaks weakly.

she grunts as she closes her eyes and continues to speak something that she was having trouble letting out.
" He only wants me....I can't let you fall for me...We don't even know each other " She lets out.


[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Glaze Starchaser"]
 
Glaze froze the first bullet as he felt it impact into his leg. It still penetrated, but the shrapnel was going nowhere. The stun bolt hit part of the heel of his boot and melted the rubber a little bit. What a shame. He liked those boots. He heard the girl's voice, and then it began to be cut off as the ice formed over his body again, trying to reduce the damage. If not for the ice on the ground, he'd have been barely able to move. Since he couldn't hear her, he spoke with his mind... A mistake, since all his emotions were quite easily visible through there.​
I don't expect you to understand, girlie... But I hate Sith. ​And even more than that... THIS IS EXHILARATING! What a fighter!
The ice numbed the pain in Glaze's leg as he kept sliding along the ground, getting closer and closer to their escape. Once they were in the speeder, they could get away easily. But now, he had to worry about getting himself and this mostly unconscious girl away from here before they both lost too much blood.​
[member="Kitani Corandel"] [member="Draco Vereen"]​
 
Objective: Take Hostages
Location: Bar on Coruscant
Prey: [member="Glaze Starchaser"] | [member="Kitani Corandel"]
Gear:
Eh, why work really hard when you can just electrocute things with your mind. It was an age old philosophy of Sith, but not one I was overly used to. My time with the Silver Jedi Order had drew me away from such powers and abilities, made me focus on other things. It wasn't until after my fall that I became a Dark Jedi, that I realized that there really wasn't such thing as peace. That there would always be war, senseless death and destruction. And by that time, I had already developed my powers over the mind to a fine edged weapon. That didn't mean I had no skill with lightning, though.

Sprinting after them, I outstretched one arm and lit the force ablaze with my mind, anger and hatred charging the air. Lightning set forth from my finger tips aimed at the two fleeing Jedi, feeding off the emotions I felt all the time. Fear was chiefest among them, tearing through the air at the two little ones seeking to put them back in their place ad the bottom of the food chain. I felt like there was a cell I could put her in, and questions I could ask her.
 
Kitani did not understand why the male put up so much with her, a stranger. Was it the tie with the force? She did feel it resonating from within him and even now more than ever as he let his emotions get the better of him. She knew that personally. As the bullet impacted [member="Glaze Starchaser"], she felt the male buck under her weight and with that even more manifestation of ice.

<He is trying to mend his wound...> The female felt horrible as for some reason the male meeting her went horribly wrong
" I'm sorry.." She softly spoke

The crackle and surge of lightning brought her attention back towards the assailant. Such prowess and manifestation of the force could only be dubbed as malignant. It was racing towards them and there was nothing she could do. The lightning would soon make it's mark and with that she would be consumed in it. The electric charge raced through her system frying her insides. depending on how everything else turns out, she would be dropped on the ground nearly passed out with her body smoked up.Through will alone she manage to lift her head up to gaze to look at the blue haired male and then at the person that was chasing them. She stared at [member="Draco Vereen"] feeling the rage building up yet again.
" Y-you S-Sith w-will not get a-away w-with th-this " She struggles to speak before she passes out.
 
Glaze raised an eyebrow as he heard the girl apologize... What was she apologizing for? They were so close to making their escape. That was a win, right? But then he felt the reason... If he hadn't been wounded and fleeing, or maybe just if he hadn't been focusing all his energy on the running, they might have made it out of there. He grinned like a wolf and stopped.​
"Sorry I couldn't get away."
The shield of ice he put up wasn't strong enough to block the lightning, and it the sound of the ice all over his body shattering and cutting him and the girl was like hearing a storm of glass. Glaze laughed once, then howled, and then collapsed to the ground with smoke rising from his skin.​
[member="Kitani Corandel"] [member="Draco Vereen"]​
 
Objective: Take Hostages
Location: Coruscant
Prey: [member="Glaze Starchaser"] | [member="Kitani Corandel"]
Gear:
Seeing them both drop, I stopped running, giving them a few meters, enough to snap off a stun bolt into each of them. I didn't know, or care about what happened to the Ice Man. He was inconsequential and not one of the ones I was after. All I needed was the padawan, and only for a short time. I walked over towards the unlikely pair and knelt beside the teenage woman, opposite of the ice man. I patted her reassuringly, "Nah, I'll be alright. So will you, don't you worry about that." I said under my breath as I went to reach for her and pick her up. There was a ship a short trip away and that could take the two of us to the station I was going to need to stun her again to be safe.

The were people watching, staring, some people panicking a little. "Well, some body should call Coruscant security don't you think? Its not like there was a shoot out in the streets." No doubt someone had already called them, but as I wouldn't be waiting around to speak to them, it was probably best to establish myself as in the right. I should be expecting a call from Sage Bane or Vrag after this, but they wouldn't have any consequences once I told them what I was up to. They might even ask to come along.

I grunted as I attempted to pull her into a fireman's carry and walk off with her. "Come on, best be moving along."
 
The last thing Kitani heard before completely falling unconscious was the inaudible words of the dark Jedi. She was picked up effortlessly seeing that she was a frail teen. Her body charred and wounded from the bullet and shock rounds that kept on being applied. Her clothes tattered as she was carried out of the lower section of Corruscant, who knows where this would lead her in the end. Only the force knows.

[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Glaze Starchaser"]
 

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