Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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The clash of the Lightsaber and the Flamethrower

Walking down the ground, there was a full suit Mandalorian with full gear. It seemed overrated for Cade to carry a lot of gear. But he firmly believed that it's better to be prepare than look foolish and dead. There was a datapad in his glove, a very useful tool for him to select an excellent ship.

A sound of a growl escaped from his throat as he pushed his frustration out of his body. This dealer was selling useless ships that would be more likely to explode before he dared to activate hyperspace. Turning his helmet toward the nervous dealer, Cade was studying the person through the vision slit of his helmet. "Are you trying to sell me a death trap ships?" He snapped at the dealer.

He received a stammering and protest in the return and he decided to end the game. Raising his free-hand, he waved it toward the dealer in empty gesture. "Save your excuse, bug-fooders. I want to see the illegal ships that you hide in the back or whatever you do with them. Now." He snapped at the dealer. Of course, the dealer protested that he belonged to a legit business and he did not dealing with black market items.

Cade lost his temper with this dealer so he moved quickly to cover the distance between the dealer and himself. Grabbing the skinny human's neck, he squeezed it hard to convey a subtle message to the dealer. "Do you think the Mandalorians are dumb brute?" He growled sharply as he moved his helm closer to the human so that human could see the whiteness shine back from his helm. "You are not worthy to die by my hand... but I would be happy to leave you behind... with few missing limbs." He growled sharply.

Of course, his action was not gone notice. Slowly, there was few people move closer to the confront. It seemed that they expected some action. Just insane people. But there was some sane people who ran from them, screaming for help or draw some attention from the law enforcement. Cade was not worrying about them since they were complete joking toward him.
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
Dax could hear a crowd of commotion from where he was purchasing medical supplies. Looking up from the medkit in his hands he swore as he saw a Mandalorian lift a scrawny human in the air by the throat. And here he thought his day would be peaceful...the man quickly placed the medkit on the shelf, only for it to clatter to the ground as he rushed off.

Pushing and shoving, he made his way through the crowd towards the Mandalorian and the shopkeeper. "Hey! What the feth is going on here!" he shouted as he broke through to the front of the crowd, a hand on his slugthrower. "Put the scrawny dude down!" he ordered the larger man. Hopefully Dax wouldn't come to regret this decision...

[member="Caden Fett"]
 
Cade was staring at the shopkeeper when he heard a voice out of the crowds. Raising his brow inside the helm, he shifted his cranium to the source. My vision was revealing an armed human who watched too much action holo. An amused grin was forming on his lips as he slowly studied the human. He noticed that the human had his hand on a slugthrower. "Boy, you are complete out of your league. So I am being little generous with you. Go back to your holo flick." He barked at the human then he shifted his attention to the shopkeeper.

"Are you having a second thought about our conversation or I have to convince you to cooperate with me?" He mumbled softly as he moved his free arm toward the shopkeeper. A small blaster rose from sideways to aim at the shopkeeper.

[member="Dax Fyre"]
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
'Boy?'...well Dax warranted that the wars he'd fought in had, at this point, at least earned him some sort of distinction above 'boy'. As the Mandalorion turned his attention back to the unfortunate shopkeeper, he'd experience the peculiar sensation of suddenly becoming weightless. As Dax slowly raised his hand upwards, so did the Mandalorian and the helpless human. "Last chance to let that man go Mandalorian." Dax warned as his hand went from his slugthrower to one of two sabers on his built. The hilt, tightly held in his fist, radiated heat from within, a whole 'nother beast inside.

[member="Caden Fett"]
 
[member="Dax Fyre"]The familiar voice was cutting in his conversation with the shopkeeper. Annoy features was literally screaming from his body as he shifted his attention at the boy. But he hesitated when he saw a hilt. But it was just for a moment. Exhaling a sharp breath, he growled softly at the shopkeeper. "I'll deal with you after I have some fun with this boy." He used his strength to toss the shopkeeper aside as he shifted his body toward a dangerous prey. Tilting his helm toward the Force-sensitive, he began to flex his hands. Just to warm it up.

"You know it's bloody annoyance when you shove your righteous nose in everything, boy-Jedi." He growled softly as he stared at the human in opposite direction. "I'll take your bloody warning and shoves it in some Hutt. Now... you got my attention. Any last word, boy-Jedi?"
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
In response Dax's hand flipped over, facing outwards. A powerful impact would strike the man, suspended and air and send him flying backwards. "Get lost old timer. This is one fight you don't wanna pick.". The Rogue's saber screamed to life as he walked forward, "I'm no Jedi. And I will not hesitate to kill you.". His words poured forth like poison, the malice in each obvoious. He had no patience for the man. And even less for his arrogance.

[member="Caden Fett"]
 
When the Force seized Cade and pushed him in the air, he began to laugh into the helmet. Ignites the jetpack on his back as the Force push disappeared from his body, he seized the control of his body as he stared down at the Force sensitive below him. "Not a Jedi? And you used nonlethal move against me." He chuckled softly as he watched the knight. "Oh no, you will find that I am very difficult to die by your hand." I snapped at the Jedi as I pulled my slugger from my sidepocket. Then I fired it in repeat succession at the Jedi. I knew that slugger had advantage over the blasters. The Jedi won't reflect it back to me.
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
The slugthrower cracked the air, an unexpected move from the Mando. As soon as the man had reached for his holster, Dax had begun to run to the side, seeking cover behind a building. Drawing his own slugthrower, he popped out quickly around the corner and fired three shots, all aimed for the man's chest. "This is when I wish I had my Shacklebolt..." he grumbled as he took cover once more.

[member="Caden Fett"]
 
Following his target to the building, he scoffed softly at this Force senstive. Then he was surprised when he pulled a gun and aimed at me. "Kriffin." He swore silence as he slammed a button to cease my jetpack. He dropped down in the air as the slugs flew past above him. Ignited the jetpack, he landed on the ground harmless. But his vision was searching the man as he stepped closer to the crowd. He was sure that the man won't harm innocent civilians to just kill me. Raising his gun, he fired several rounds to the building where the Jedi was at. But he did not stop moving toward the spot with large civilians population. "Don't you move or I'll throw flame on you!" He snarled at the civilians as he kept his eyes for any appearance of that Jedi.
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
"Well I never thought I'd see the day that a Mando cowered behind hostages!" the man taunted, "You bring shame to the mando'ade!"

The crowd surrounding the man certainly posed a problem, yes, but not one that couldn't be worked around. The Rogue's hand crackled with electricity, a bolt of lightning forming within it. He peeked out the corner quickly, the lightning lancing from his hand straight towards the Mandalorian's metallic armor.

[member="Caden Fett"]
 
"Oh no, you are not going to trick me to play fair and square with you. I'm not a young foolish warrior who believe in honor so blind." He replied savagely at the opponent.

Sudden, his visor was filling with lightning. Swore to himself, he slammed the jetpack on when he leaned right and it gave him burst of speed to dive right to avoid the lightning. Securing himself on the ground, he swore at the man as he raised his gun arm toward the building. "You like to play rough? Okay, boy... I'll play rough too." He replied as he opened a small rocket pod from his wrist. Then he fired a dangerous rocket toward the place where the Jedi was hiding.
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
The hiss of the rocket in flight was the Rogue's only warning. And it wasn't enough to get out of the rocket's blast radius. Dax began to run away from the building which he hid behind, only making a few steps before an explosion tore through the air and threw him off his feet, onto the ground. The Rogue groaned as he got to his feet, his jacket warm, and smoldering slightly, a few threads which bound the leather having been burnt. The man turned around to face the Mando once more as portions of the building crumbled and hit the ground. The Rogue reached his hand out once more, fingers crackling briefly, another torrent of lightning rushing towards the man. As the lightning left his hand, Dax began a full sprint towards the Mando, aiming to close the gap which lay between them.

[member="Caden Fett"]
 
He allowed himself to smirk at himself when he noticed the building was crashing down. Then he watched the man rose from the ground. A sharp sound escaped his throat in the reaction to the action. He saw the lightning came toward his direction. And he was on the ground so he had no choice but to brace himself against that lightning. Pressing himself down on the ground, he tried to make himself so small so he will receive less damage from it. Groans escaped his throat as lighting stroke against his body, he glanced and he saw the man rushed toward him. Raising his other arm, he pressed a button to release a flamethrower out of his wrist. Then he fired it at the Jedi.
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
Dax saw the man lift his arm. Which could only mean one thing. Flamethrowers! Dax raised his own hand in response, only barely generating the Force Barrier between himself and the hellish blaze which rushed towards him. The Rogue could only sustain the barrier for a few seconds, but that bought him all the time he needed. He leaped hi into the air once more, just as the blaze consumed the shield which had protected the man from the deadly heat. Falling from the sky Dax aimed to land on to of the man and pin him to the ground, saber at his unarmored neck.

[member="Caden Fett"]
 

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