The Freedom Fighters [Open]

[Iris Tyrad]

"Yeah, money's low, so low that I might not even get off this planet" Iris informed the man of this, he didn't trust this shady figure, but this information was obvious by Iris' torn clothes, messy hair, and dirty body.

[member="Harrip"]

 

[EvolutionMe]

Dovian quickly tilted his head as he slowly drifted forwards. His dark skin allowing rays of malevolent energy to reach outwards and disrupt the entire scene around him. His eyes were sharp. His face curled up. Obviously, the young male did not want to be here and was simply dragging himself along with little to no effort.

From head to toe, he was dressed in the most standard from of attire. In fact, it couldn't even be called attire considering it's disgusting condition. Brown, stained pants that were ripped in various places. Holes that looked more like insect infestations accompanied the said rips, along with a pungent smell of rotting flesh. His chest was completely bare. He had no form of protection on and his entire body open to the world's environment. He seriously needed to get some clothes. Some real clothes. Living like this was not an option. Especially when everyone around him looked so. . . Comfortable.

With that being said, Dovian slowly folded his arms as his eyes quickly scanned the perimeter.

[member="Maleus"]

 

[Maleus]

If one was sensitive enough they could sense the aura of entropy dominate the air... The man embroidered in darkness walked with a trained stride, he followed his brother, Dovian... Inside the bar they went, numerous patrons eyes Maleus with fear, it was apparent he had been there before.. His flowing obsidian cloak veiled his saber which rested comfortably in his waist strap.

Reaching into his cloak he'd produce his com-link, he'd slowly adjust the frequency until it was aligned with the Mandalorian he was working with. "Caden... We have returned... Come join us..." Having slipped the device back into the various manifolds of his cloak he'd wave off any beggars and servers. "No.. I am waiting for someone... Brother..Sit."
Dovian Carden Lorps
[member="Rafeesh"]
Iris Tyrad


Ragnar Fett

 

[Rafeesh]

"Let's not have another fight shall we." Rafeesh said with a little humor in his voice. He felt that some of the people would recognize them and might call some police force or what not.

[member="Maleus"]
[member="Dovian"]

 

[Harrip]

"Same here. I spent all my money getting on planet to reach this meeting." Harrip wondered if he sounded like he was lieing. Especially as his robe was in pristine condition, but that was only because he took utmost care of it as it was his only cover. "I hope you do not mind me whereing this covering, the skin condition is horrific and has scared many people..." He said, trying to explain his necessity of his robes.

Harrip smelt something in the air. The Sith were back, blast. He would see them destroyed someday. All....three, of them. He smelt the Force on them and was sure they were all Sith. He would gladly scratch them and leave them to be subdued by the effects of the Rakghoul plague. To be killed by contamination troopers and burned.

[member="Iris Tyrad"]
[member="Dovian"]
[member="Maleus"]
[member="Rafeesh"]

 

[EvolutionMe]

Dovian nodded gently in response to [member="Maleus"] ' words. He was downright annoying. Every essence of him seemed to rub away at Dovian and drive him insane. The pain of having to follow a person he so despised for reasons even he had forgotten. However, he knew that being by his brother's side was not what he wanted. He wanted to be free again. He always wanted to stay away from the Jedi. He wanted to stay away from all those who had harmed him or threatened to harm him. He wanted to be completely free of the burdens he had carried for so long.

The young male's brow arched slowly as he tilted his head and looked at [member="Rafeesh"] . Then Maleus. Then Rafeesh once more. "Another Fight?" Dovian questioned quickly as he looked around quickly. "You guys have already had a fight. . . In this bar? Yet you choose to return?" Dovian asked slowly. His voice soft and calm. It was obviously intended for only the ears of Maleus and Rafeesh. "This is just typical." Dovian added. An insult which was aimed at the duo in a rather blunt manner.

 

[Rafeesh]

"Something happened, a guy insulted [member="Maleus"] here and he started attacking people. I came late tried to calm things down right as Maleus prepared to leave. Wasn't pretty." Rafeesh thought back on it and found it somewhat amusing.

[member="Dovian"]

 

[Maleus]

Laughed hysterically as his brother came to realize what had transpired. "[member="Dovian"] are you afraid, I hope that isn't fear in your voice..?. His brothers tone lost it's humorous edge, there now was a piercing quality to his words as he continued to speak. "The scuffle was big, yes... But it's nothing we couldn't handle.." He turned to [member="Rafeesh"] as he spoke.. "You will learn ways brother, in time... But now we wait... There is someone I wish to speak to...." It was clear he was talking to Dovian as he spoke but his eyes still were trained upon the Sith who stood before him... "There will be no fights this time, unless I am provoked, that is..." This time the comment was directed towards Rafeesh.

 

[EvolutionMe]

Dovian shook his head gently as his eyes quickly diverted to [member="Maleus"] before quickly scanning the bar once more. "Well, I'm not surprised. He is probably getting himself into all kinds of trouble. Knowing him, anyway." Dovian snorted in reply. A small chuckle following the end of his sentence. He quickly pulled himself backwards as he got comfortable. He didn't have any money, so actually ordering something was of his alternatives. Asking for money on the other hand was a big no-no.

Dovian tilted his head once more as he allowed his ears to come into the same wavelengths as Maleus' pathetic attempts at weakening his will. There was no need for retaliation.

With that, Dovian slowly shook his head, he hated his brother, however, there was nothing he could do about it now. "Who are we meeting?" He questioned slowly.

 

[Rafeesh]

Rafeesh wondered what [member="Maleus"] meant by that. He wouldn't try to antagonize the young Zabrak. He would only fight if attacked, that was normal. Obviously, Rafeesh was not as well trained as Maleus, though he might have more raw talent. But he didn't know. He noticed the two brothers appeared to be on edge, whatever was going on between the two of them past and present it was not relieving stress. "While we're waiting, would either of you like a drink?"

[member="Dovian"]

 

[Maleus]

"We're meeting up with one of my contacts, he is a Mandalorian and quite honestly I doubt his allegiance to me, so be on your guard. There is also another Mandalorian Assassin probing about this club. "I see your years on Taris haven't been very kind to you brother... Waitress..." A human lady appeared from the bar-stand.. "S-Sir... Th-This is a bar... We don't serve food..."

With eyes as cold and malicious as Hoth, he'd turn to the lady.. "I do not care about what you do, and do not serve.. Feed my brother or he shall feast on you..." The young woman quickly gave Dovian her daily food ration.. "I hope it helps M-Lord..." As he heard Rafeesh's words he'd slowly nod, "I do not enjoy drinking liquor as it clouds my senses..."
[member="Dovian"]
[member="Rafeesh"]

 

[EvolutionMe]

Dovian quickly turned his head, his piercing eyes meeting [member="Rafeesh"] within the instance. His lips parted slowly as he allowed a cold, dark voice to waver out of his throat. "No. I don't need your charity."

His vision quickly altered once more as he looked down into his laps. Obviously, he wasn't all too happy about the fact he was completely broke, however, he wouldn't let that petty fact dim his pride. He didn't need anyone. All he needed was himself. All he wanted to do was survive and in fact, that was exactly why he was here.

"Leave her alone, brother. They don't serve food." Dovian replied quickly. A flurry of anger sparking from left to right as his eyes rested upon Maleus once more. His face curled up slowly as his eyes became a cluster of red, crimson flashes. His pupils continuously examining his brother.

His attention left his brother once more before returning to the waitress, "It's ok. . . Just go get me a drink of water please." Dovian whispered slowly. A kind smile following his words. Obviously, it felt right to go against his brother.


[member="Maleus"]

 

[Maleus]

"Brother... Brother..." He arose from his seat with his anger having reached it's peak. He'd trash his metallic hand towards his brothers face in the attempt to slap the taste out of his mouth. "Do not undermine my authority." His glaring gaze was filled with the potency of several suns, he nearly snarled his words as spittle flew from his mouth as he continued to speak.

"Is that understood!?"
[member="Dovian"]
[member="Rafeesh"]

 

[Rafeesh]

Rafeesh nodded to [member="Dovian"], he could understand pride and accepted his refusal. He had lost his somewhere in Cyro sleep he guessed. Spending what felt like a week in it, which turned out to be much longer, he had had time to think and he had decided against collecting an ego. He could easily tell that these two could get into a fight if a lighter were brought to the fuel these two were filled with. He prepared for a fight and allowed the anger he was now beginning to always have to be fill him up. He had remembered a Jedi trick of releasing anger in a steady flow so there was no pressure from it. But he had stopped up that and now was filling himself with anger. He could control it, but when needed he could release it in a torrent of raw power as needed. He hoped he would not need it. "Please let's try to stay civil. We don't want to cause trouble and if you two want to fight can we take to some uninhabited moon? So that no one else can get hurt."

[member="Dovian"]
[member="Maleus"]

 

[EvolutionMe]

Dovian lurched backwards violently as the slap made impact with his cheek. His head was quickly forced to turn the opposite way as a brief flare of anger overwhelmed his body. He had just been slapped and it disgusted him.

His nose flared violently as his head slowly pivoted, his eyes quickly meeting their mark. The young male quickly rose up from his previous position. His right arm quickly cocked back as his face quickly became the natural habitat for the pure source of anger itself. His expression was beyond belief and there was a sudden surge of absolute violence. Murder indeed did rest within the dark reaches of his dark, crimson eyes.

He paused for a second. Fist raised. Rafeesh's words slowly reached out for him. He knew starting a fight now wouldn't be the best option. Especially in a place like this. Who knew who would take sides?

With that being said, he quickly pulled his arm back once more, allowing all his muscles to lose their sudden tension and his adrenaline level to quickly decrease. The young male quickly sat down once more before reaching out for his water, taking a prolonged sip and then replying to his brother. "Understood. . ."

Only hate filled his last words.

[member="Maleus"]
[member="Rafeesh"]

 

[Carden Lorps]

Carden decided to go back to the bar where the fight happend, hell every bar there was a fight, he went to the freedom fighters spot and walked in noticing a few faces but he mostly kept his eyes on maleus. "Hey Maleus hehe nice to see you again." He said with a slight bow

[member="Maleus"]

 

[Iris Tyrad]

"I don't mind you wearing the robe, to be honest, with my past, I've probably seen worse!" Iris exclaimed to [member="Harrip"] with a chuckle. Iris too noticed some very sinister looking men had approached the group around [member="Jeraud Rydor"] . Luckily for him, Iris had fought many Sith in the past, and had also fought with them, aslong has they didn't have a problem with him, he wouldn't have a problem with them. Also, his weapon was close, he was ready, if a fight was to break out.

[member="Dovian"]
[member="Maleus"]

 

[Maleus]

"No... There will be no for that [member="Rafeesh"] I was just making a point... For you see my brother prided himself on being able to resist my influence. Yet he is becoming what I want him to be... He is becoming like me.... I believe had your words not gotten to him, he would struck.... For someone that wants nothing to do with me, you're sure are easy to manipulate. " His gaze once again settled on his brother, he knew that revealing his intentions would only make him angrier. "But you're right, it is not the time nor the place... And it would seem my contact has missed our meeting... A pity, I do enjoy someone who is punctual, no matter.... Do any of you wish to head anywhere, this planet stinks of scum-"
His words were cut off as he realized Carden's presence.. "Well, you kept me waiting... How goes your search for the target?"
Carden Lorps
Dovian

 

[EvolutionMe]

Dovian slowly allowed his crimson eyes to rest upon Maleus. He was being played and only now could he see the light. No longer was he going to become a victim to Maleus' mocking tone, nor his ill-minded comments. Dovian didn't even bother replying. All he wanted to do was survive and hopefully, he would be given this opportunity.

 

[Carden Lorps]

"Well.... I've been searching the area but it seems that there is no Jedi to be found I don't know but she does not seem to be there, hmmm I am sorry Maleus but she is not there." Carden was frightened about what the sith might do next so he quickly said "my apologies" and waited for the respone.

[member="Maleus"]