Invasion The Liberation of Ossus [Republic vs. Sith Empire]

[Darth Carnifex]

Kaine stumbled for a moment, but he quickly regained his balance as the entire chamber shook violently and the walls began to crack and crumble. Kaine saw an opportunity, and reached out for it. He used the force to latch onto the crumbling foundations of the Library, and with one motion of his hand he crumbled the foundations. The walls began to shake more violently, the ceiling began to collapse as the floors above it buckled, dust and debris exploding downward into the chamber as the Emperor vanished among his Ethereal Slaves. What he had really done was use that moment of distraction and chaos as the Library's lower levels began to explode inward was to throw up an illusion and conceal his presence in the force as he made his escape back to the topside of the Library, which would show signs of distress and instability as the lower levels collapsed in on themselves.

Most of the Ethereal Slaves would disappear into shadow, while others remained behind to engage Darc and other Jedi that had delved into those depths.

@[member="Darc Xavior Talus"] @Iella E'ron @[member="Hawk Solo"] @[member="Saki"]

 

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen continued his healing, smiling as he saw the lightsaber. He was fairly sad with what such a sign would mean, but at least this jedi had come out on top. As @[member="Eenes Kokad"] came up with her worries, Vulpesen gave her an encouraging glance. "In the heat of battle, what we can and should do is often clouded with what we are doing and what is happening around us. You are here now. Focus on that." He resumed on his work, fixing the wounds more and more. "He's been stabilized. I believe my services would best work elsewhere. Padawan, what is your name?" He asked, looking towards Eena. He was eager to return to the front lines, but there was work to do here and now. His comm beeped and alerted him of the Med-Evac's impending arrival.
@[member="Tyr-Kyr Magnus"]

 

[Darth Vazela]

Wrong account, I am a derp.

 

[Darth Ayra]

| @[member="Sochi Ru"] | @Aika Kawikami |

"Aika, I believe the Ysannan tribe is this way. From the intelligence reports I read en route to Ossus, it appeared the Empire converted one of the tribes to the dark side of the Force, so we should be careful." Turning away from the Jedi Padawan and Jedi Knight, Ella set off towards the pathway that the intelligence reports also indicated leading up to the Ysannan village. It's close proximity to the Great Jedi Library allowed the Ysannan to do what they did in life, which was protect the building from threats. If Ella knew the Ysannan the way the report told her, then they would already be preparing for the battle ahead with the Sith. Hopefully they wouldn't be the Ysannan that the Empire converted to the dark side...

 

[Darc Xavior Talus]

Great Jedi Library

The Emperor took the opportunity to aid the quake's destruction by pulling the foundation's architecture in. Darc's eyes began to glow as he attempted to find the direction where the Emperor had gone. His Force signature was hidden. He expected it from him; an escape. The Emperor had cowered and fled from battle. Suddenly, an explosion broke and pieces of foundation, columns, and debris came crashing down. Darc consumed the remaining darkness from the fallen slaves and room; channeling his thoughts. He slowly rose his hands and conjured the will of the Force to sustain the tumbling rocks. With great effort, he managed to hold the structure from falling and the remaining loose debris circled above him in orbit. When the time was right, he released the debris and allowed it to crash just around him. As the smoke and rubble faded, a single bright emerald blade disengaged in the darkness. The ancient knelt down closing his eyes and centered himself into meditation; resting his hands on his lap.

@[member="Kaine Zambrano"] @[member="Iella E`ron"] @[member="Saki"]

 

[Eenes Kokad]

"Eenes, sir. Eenes Kokad." @[member="Vulpesen"]'s words encouraged her. Perhaps she had not been there at the right time this time, but there was always another chance. She heard the news of the coming Med-Evac and breathed a sigh of relief. "How is the battle going? I've been in this general area since I've landed."

 

[Vulpesen]

"Very well actually. We have strong allied. Eenes, I'm going to need you to keep an eye on our friend here until the med-evac arrives. I've work to do on another front." With his patient stabilized, Vulpesen stood to his feet. "As for that sith saber, I shall keep a hold of it. I'll not take away the prize of his victory, but I'm not sure how much corruption the blade might have in it. He may have it back after he is stabilized. Until then, it shall remain safe in my keeping." Using the force, Vulpesen called the weapon to his hands then tucked into his robes. As he turned back to where he had come from, Vulpesesen tossed a med-kit to the Quarren padawan. "May the force be with you."

@[member="Eenes Kokad"] @[member="Tyr-Kyr Magnus"]

 

[Saran Drast]

Saran lept and spun, a whirlwind of purple and blue. The shoto's blade sliced her target in the neck, and the saber lashed out again to the creature's head. Falling back to the ground, both blades deactive, she stood. "Is he going to be alright?" She asked @[member="Vulpesen"], hoping he was. She owed him her life. She wished she could repay him.
@[member="Eenes Kokad"]
@[member="Tyr-Kyr Magnus"]

 

[Dar'rak]

Entering the Library with Jedi strike team​

| @[member="Kiskla Grayson"] | @[member="Cameron Centurion"] | @[member="Daella Apparine"] | @[member=Yasuo] | @[member="Meta "]| @[member="Florin Armetta"] | @[member="Yusan Fenn"] |

OOC:
Sorry this is basically a catch up post forgive me if I miss anything.

IC:
While reluctant to leave his Master’s side Dar’rak was honored to do as she commanded. He felt the pull of the dark side in this Sith and while his skills were great for one so young he had a sinking feeling that they paled in comparison to this Sith Lord. This feeling was brought quickly to light as this Sith moved into attack. Dar’rak barely had time to react before Master @[member="Kiskla Grayson"] was already between him and the Sith taking his attack at full force. As if reacting to the opposing current Dar’rak’s own lightning adaptation reacted to being so close to the dark forces released by the Sith Lord. His eyes flared with sparks as did both of his hands. It was then that Dar’rak realized that right now he was a hindrance to his master more so than help. She would not let any harm come to him even if that meant her demise in the process. If she had to protect him then she would not be able to fight at her full capacities

“Stay safe Master, “ When the rest of the Jedi strike team arrived on the scene Dar’rak got his new orders and with a blast of Force speed was gone from Kiskla’s side and found himself catching up to @[member="Daella Apparine"] and the other Jedi. Some of them he knew, others not so much. One @[member=Yasuo] was a partner of his, they had done a mission together. He was glad to see him, even in his condition, alive. Dar’rak watched intently as Master Apparine used her lightsaber to actually heal Yasuo’s wound. He knew from his studies that JedI were healers and peacekeepers but to actually be able to heal an injury with a lightsaber blade was a new one on Dar’rak.

Dar’rak looked to the Palawan @[member="Meta "]and his egerness to continue forward into battle that rivaled Dar’rak’s own. Even though he had left his Master to fight her own battle, the roar of the force and his Battlemind was permeating from every poor on Dar’rak’s body. “I am with you, let us storm this place and purge it of the darkness that dwells inside!” Dar’rak roared as his saber staff held firmly in the grasp of his left hand.

 

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen paused to look back to @[member="Saran Drast"]. "He'll be fine. Just make sure the medic's get him to safety." Once again he returned to his path, leaving the padawans to their task. They were a good group and he wished the best of luck in whatever they might come up against. As for him, Vulpesen would turn to the library and begin another dash towards this new location. Whatever sith forces awaited him, would find themselves well matched against the Shadow of Amar.

@[member="Tyr-Kyr Magnus"]

 

[Other Space Kaiden]

@[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

Spoiler

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jqVqMh8kHHk

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Pain, that was all that Krag could feel from across his entire body. The strike, mixed with the wall of trees that Krag was sent through, had broken and bruised bones throughout his entire body. Luckily, nothing vital like arms or legs had been dismantled yet and that meant Krag was not down yet. Standing slowly, Krag called on the darkside once again to fuel him for his next attack. There would be no more playing around, it was time that this flippy haired weirdo learned his place in the galaxy and that place was under Krag's grave-ball player sized shoe. Spreading his arms out wide to either side of his body, the Graug Knight pulsed the force into his hands and proceeded to use the ass amounts of stored energy to create searing balls of flame in his hands. So hot was the fire burning that the balls of flames were a searing white coloration as they sat in Krag's palms. The searing flames grew larges as the beast's equally burning eyes glared at Joshua with all the possible hate and disgust that one being could feel for another.

Pushing through the pounding pain in his head, the snapped bones in his face and the multiple fractures throughout his torso, Krag continued to surge powerful energies into the flames. "You end here!" Krag roared like thunder before taking a single step forward and and throwing his left hand forward as hard as he could, the ball of flame from his palm soared through the air like a bright orb of death. Once the first orb was away, Krag took another step forward and threw the other orb with tremendous strength. Krag's throws were not nearly as fast as Josh's were before, but the orbs moved with more purpose and power behind them. Krag continued this process at a slow pace, throwing powerful flame after powerful flame.

 

[Lord Ghoul]

Jedi Academy Ruins

@Krag @Joshua DragonsFlame @Paega Anginous @Diana Moridena

Mikhail was tired; tired like a boxer: winded, bruised, and suffering from a burn on the back of his knee, he panted heavily. He could feel his own breath, hot against his chin, in the closed spaces of his helm. That was why he hated wearing these things. He felt trapped inside helmets and they cut off his peripheral vision. The mud smears on the visor didn’t help either.

His back ached from where he had slammed into the wall and he felt weary from all the energy he had expended on the barrage of telekinetic punches.

Pale eyes searched for Diana. She had disappeared behind that rubble after the small explosions of her rocket boots. For all the aching muscles and burning lungs that Mikhail felt, she had to be ten times worse off. A broken rib or two - judging from that blood on her torso - a cut on her arm, severe back bruising, possible internal bleeding, and shrapnel embedded in her foot. The fact that she was still capable of lifting a blade showed her resilience.

He sensed her, a glowing light in the Force. But where- aha.

She came to him, leaping over rubble and throwing up another wave of water and mud. But Mikhail would only be fooled once, shame on you. Contemptuously, he slapped the wave aside with a swipe of telekinesis.

The Jedi warrioress jumped high, coming down on him with a devastating slash of her shimmering sword. Through the smeared visor, Mikhail could see little, so he drew in more of the Dark Side, letting its aphotic currents flow through him. He felt rather than saw the incoming blow and raised the stolen lightsaber to parry. It came in wickedly fast. He barely managed to stop the silvery blade before it reached his chest.

By the time he parried, she was already spinning to his side and - blast these helmets - he could barely see her strike in his periphery. The skull-cracking pommel blow smacked his helm with tremendous force. But phrik was nowhere near as fragile as human bone, nor as thin. His ears rang and he stumbled backward a step, heavy boots sloshing in the mud as rain continued to fall. Yet, the phrik had taken the blow and the shock-foam padding between the layer of phrik and his head - intended to prevent Hydra soldiers from receiving concussions or brain damage from grenades, enabled Mikhail to come off only a little worse for the wear. His head rang painfully. It felt as if he'd slammed his head into a counter top, or a shelf. It dazed him for less than a second, but a feeling of anger quickly overwhelmed the pain.

Adrenaline surged through him, revitalizing him for the moment as he drew on deep reserves of Force energy.

Pale eyes fastened on her. Reaching out in the Force, Mikhail crushed down on her, attempting to pin her arms to her side and squeeze her legs together. He utilized telekinesis like a giant hand that wrapped around the whole of her body, squeezing. What prevented Force users from getting chocked to death by Vader-esques was their Force auras, but it would not protect her here. This was a move meant to stop any movement on her part and transfix her in place.

He followed it up by trying to pick her up in the Force and smash her repeatedly against a a boulder a few feet beside them. And that was meant to hurt.

 

[Eenes Kokad]

"And with you," Eenes returned to @[member="Vulpesen"]. She smiled at @[member="Saran Drast"] as the he left to continue his fight. "You're looking considerably better. A Med-Evac will be here in a few minutes." She turned serious. "You may want to hitch a ride, too. I did what I could, but I'm not exactly a miracle worker."
@[member="Tyr-Kyr Magnus"]

 

[Marek S'hadar]

@[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"] was correct, Marek's blade shot up, blocked her strike and then was followed up with a vicious punch into her stomach. The Sith's whelp wasn't what he was concerned with outside of basic sympathy. The fact she was enslaved to the Zambrano's themselves was rather unfortunate.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra double back from the punch but remained standing and with her blade ready, she wasnt done with the man, not by far. She swung both blades out to their respective sides and charged again, bringing the two blades in at completely different angles but both came down in an quick strike forgoing raw strength over the speed she needed. The blade in her right hand headed for his left shoulder, while the blade in her left would head for his right hand or arm. She was desperate and it could be seen in her eyes, she needed to win, she needed to succeed or else the consequences would be far worse than any defeat on the battlefield. @[member="Marek S'hadar"]

 

[Marek S'hadar]

@[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"]

Aggressive, non-calculated maneuvers, typical he supposed. He sidestepped right, away from the sabers, the brought up his saber against her left arm. If training paid off she'd be missing that forearm rather shortly.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra was able to see this strike coming this time, she was only an apprentice but she had plenty of training not to fail so early in a fight. Her saber in her left hand moved on its own, parrying the blade and aiming a jab with the saber in her right hand at his stomach, while the left still attempted to hold back the mans blade from use. She also started to generate force pressure around her, focusing it for when she was ready to send the wave of force energy at Marek in the form of a Force Push if needed. @[member="Marek S'hadar"]

 

[Atlas Kane]

Jedi Library
Near the staircase to the Jedi Library

The young padawan started descending down the stairs. He was not very fast, but he got down in due time to see the Jedi that he had talked to earlier fight with the Sith he had sensed before. Even though his leg hurt a lot, he slowly walked towards the two Force Users. He would try to make the Sith attack him, so that the Jedi could go on to fight stronger opponents. He was now only about fifteen meters away from the two. Thinking it would be far enough, he said ''Get the other Sith, I'll take this one.'' to signalize to the Jedi that he would avert the Sith's attention to him. He also wanted to make the Sith attack him first, seeing as he had no real offensive capabilities at the moment. ''She is far too weak for someone of your skill.'' He added to make the Sith attack him, instead of the Jedi.

@[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"] @[member="Marek S'hadar"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

She heard the words and darted back, whether her strike was completed or not. Once far enough back she looekd over her shoulder to see who had said that, and lo and behold he was nothing more than a wounded Jedi that did nothing more than hobble. But his words were right, she knew she would fail fighting the Jedi she had engaged with and instead turned her focus on him and started to circle, stopping once the newcomer was between her and Marek. Either he would leave her to fight his companion, or he would come after her and have to jump over or go around the man to get to her giving her time to react. @[member="Yasuo"] @[member="Marek S'hadar"]

 

[Marek S'hadar]

Marek deflected each of @[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"]'s blows with quick precision, not once letting her close the gap between her saber and his skin. Backing up, he nodded to @[member="Yasuo"]. This was a fight more tailored to the padawan's skill, not his, there was mrs honor in it. The fact he, who was once a Sith Assassin now thought of things such as honor was rather ironic, it made him laugh almost.