Invasion The Republic Shall Fall [One Sith Invasion of Coruscant]

[Darth Vazela]

| [member="Albrecht Tagge"] |

The Jedi Archives.

"What is it to me?" asked Vilox. "My name was Darth Vazela. In the Sith Empire, I used to rule over the third sector. It's been a long time since I spoke with a Sith, however." He began to pace forwards towards Albrecht, deliberately slowly so as to give him time to continue their conversation. "Who might you be, I wonder?"

 

[Marakai Al'Orren]

LOCATION: JEDI TEMPLE EXTERIOR
OBJECTIVE: Amongst my objectives are such diverse elements as Defending the Temple, Foiling the Shiny Gold Sith, Annoying the Sniper, and Dispensing Kitty Justice
OPPONENTS: [member="Vaelokin"] & [member="Ronan Dyre"]
SOUNDTRACK: DragonForce "Through The Fire and Flames"

Well alright then. Mister Big and Shiny didn't want to talk. He wanted to get down to brass tacks - was it gold tacks when you were that damn obnoxiously shiny? Maybe. But that was hardly the right moment to have an internal debate over proper idioms. That could wait.

What could not wait was the crimson lightsaber that was still lit in Goldie's hand, and the familiar hum of a Force Barrier. A barrier, she mused, that would take her a couple of hacks to get through with her own lightsaber, clasped lightly in her right hand. She thumbed the activation switch, giving life to her weapon with the familiar snap-hiss, its warm amber blade almost a match for the feline slitted gold of her eyes.

Her gaze narrowed as he moved forward with far more speed than she'd have given a creature his size credit for. Force enhanced for certain, as he seemingly floated above the ground and aimed a swing at her midsection, his Barrier melting away just as he attacked. Her lightsaber came up in an arc to meet his, the force of the blades meeting sending her staggering backwards. She stumbled over a piece of rubble and would have launched herself upright had the Force not screamed in warning at that moment.

Mara obeyed its' siren call, letting herself fall back in time to watch the energy beam pass dangerously close to where her shoulder would have been. Well frak...the bastards weren't as stupid as she thought...they'd brought snipers. She didn't know what that bolt was, she only knew she needed to avoid it at all costs as it disintegrated a hole in the duracrete beside her.

Disintegrated. Fan-karking-tastic.

With the aid of the Force and her natural feline agility, the padawan leaped to her feet in a single, smooth motion. Her amber blade flicked out in a flat arc, aiming to cut Goldie in half.

 

[Veran]

Location: Jedi Temple
Objective: To kick the asses of as many Jedi as I can

Veran walked up the path towards the Jedi Temple, surprisingly in all of his years he had never really visited this planet for long enough to fully scope it out, and in some ways he thought it to be beautiful, and now him and his Sith freinds were gonna burn the damned Jedi Temples to the ground, this was gonna be fun.

Veran continued up the path towards the Jedi Temple, he allowed the Dark Side to wash over him, to power him and to give him strength, he was here for one reason and one reason on, to aid his cause and to aid the One Sith. This was going to be his first ever invasion, and his heart was racing at what the results of it could be, would they win or lose? The possibilities were honestly endless, and he mentally prepared himself as he approached the steps to the main temple.

([member="Hasjo Hallu"] because he is at the steps of the temple)

 

[Darth Armyss]

|[member="Vilox Pazela"]|

A former Sith? Albrecht thought, puzzled by the statement. He was aware that Jedi and Sith alike had often switched sides at various points in Galactic history, among the most famous instances being the former Jedi and Sith Lord known only as Revan. So if this man was a former Sith Lord...did that make him a Jedi? If it did...well...he was tempted to strike, but the stranger exuded a sort of power that made it apparent that doing so would be a very, very bad idea, considering that he had already, quite literally, had his ass handed to him by a Jedi master once today.

"My name is Albrecht Tagge...as you may assume, I'm the heir to what used to be the House of Tagge" he answered after a moment's hesitation, "I suppose you're wondering why I'm here? The answer is that I intend to retrieve our order's lost holocrons - you have three options, those being assist me, step aside...or be destroyed. It's your choice."

Even as he attempted to sound threatening, a former Sith Lord would have no trouble reading the Acolyte's mind and emotions like an open book. He was terrified, and more importantly, vulnerable - his fear was of failure, of loss, the same sort of fear that, in the past, had created monsters; a certain Sith Lord by the name of Darth Vader would be the prime example of that.

 

[Darth Vazela]

| [member="Albrecht Tagge"] |

"I can help you, Albrecht." He came to a stop a yard away from the Sith Acolyte. His hands slid themselves out of his pockets to the cowl of his robe and lowered it off his head, to reveal himself to the young man that stood before him. "I'll let you into a secret. I'm not a Jedi. My name is still Darth Vazela. I've infiltrated the Galactic Republic, by imitating myself as a Jedi Master. Genius, isn't it?"

His hands fell back into his pockets, a tell for Albrecht to read that Vazela did not want to harm or fight, despite the fact that he had it in his ability. He continued speaking. "I was sent to the Archives to defend them from people like you and that is my intention to do so, so as to maintain the facade that I am an ally, helping them. So I am going to help you by bringing you into my scheme."

Leaning his head to the left, Vazela said. "I want you to bring me to the Sith Lord that is behind this attack, so I can convince them to stop. Before you say no, allow me to ask a question. What would you rather..." He leaned his head to the right this time. His green, greyish eyes turned to a yellow, predatory like colour. "...Coruscant or the Galactic Republic, itself?"

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian? Helping the republic? Oh no, that isn't possible. Of course it was, Astrian may have been darker and more brutal and outright more willing to do things the jedi order would simply not condone. But, the jedi temple had been his home for some time and he wasn't about to allow it to fall to some pesky sith lords. He'd crush anyone who got in his way. He wasn't wearing any spectacular armour, just standard gear. Durasteel plates, chain-mail and leather. Oh, and a lightsaber, which me may or may have not recently acquired from a dead jedi's body. It was blue, the colour didn't suit him but it would have to do.

It was a plain uncreative blade that wasn't entirely that interesting. He'd have to create one of his own at some point, at this moment in time however he had other things to worry about. Like the impending doom of the sith forces raining down on coruscant, Astrian made his way closer to the jedi temple itself. Coming to the steps, it seemed the battle had began and a rather large sith lord was battling away. However, Astrian stood at 8 foot in height, 6 inches taller than the creature ahead of him. He whistled loudly, throwing a small force push at the Dark lord [member="Darth Shara"]. "HEY! Why don't you pick on someone your own size?!" He asked, charging forth with the blue blade in his left hand in a blur of speed. Astrian had the strength of four men his size and with the mastery of force speed and his augmented abilities on top of that, he was at the temple steps in seconds. The blue blade waving behind him in strokes of blue blurs. "Come and get it beasty..." He taunted at the sith lord, charging it head on.

 

[Darth Veles]

Jedi Temple
Searching for lone Jedi in the dormitories...

As the liberation of Coruscant continued, chaos and fighting spreading through the streets, it was not very hard to slip through most of the Jedi and Republic defenses. Force cloak in combination with Force stealth made him disappear from the world, unseen, unheard and unfelt by the Jedi and Republic soldiers, allowing him to sneak through them or behind them - often resulting in a pierced heart or head for his opponents. This conflict, all the death happening all around the planet empowered the Dark Side, thus giving the Sith much power, and the Force knows they needed it in their fight against the enemy of peace. If this liberation succeeded, the heart of the Republic would be pierced by the righteous fury of the oppressed masses. Such a crippling blow would only give them hope of this fascist government falling, it would grant them strength to break their shackles of fear and rebel against the cursed Republic.

Passion and anger burned in his heart, Darth Veles had encountered several civilians on his way to the Jedi Temple where most of the fighting took place, so he always had to stop and help them get to the safety, getting children into transports and ordering his men to get them off the planet for the duration of the fight, as children were the future of the galaxy and could not be exposed to the bloody battle. Their parents were guided into the nearest shelter. Not entirely expected for a Sith, but someone had to do it since the Jedi did not care about civilian casualties and Avreet definitely wouldn't cut down an innocent. He was no murderer, after all. Just the thought of those he had saved made the Sith smile a bit, though the expression soon faded as his mind focused on the present again.

The amphibious Sith gazed around with his large eyes, glaring at the walls of the Jedi Temple. He never would have imagined himself getting inside the hive of all evil and corruption. With no enemy in sight and nothing to be felt in the Force, he decloaked himself for a while and knelt on the floor, drawing the Dark Side in the area into himself and quickly filling his body with much needed energy. One final exhale and he stood up from his position, continuing his pace through the hallways. The cybernetic eye switched to a different vision, one to pick up heat signatures in case any Jedi assassin wanted to sneak up on him. The presence of the young Sith remained hidden though; no signature to be noticed by the enemy.

 

[Maya Carrick]

Jedi Temple
In the hallways finding a route to safely for those younglings.

Even if this one that saw would fellow all the more she knew these hallway once being a student in these very walls. To find her earbud gong off, it was one of the other jedi need her to go back to the dormitories to search for there little friend a human friend of about four. "what do you mean four of them broke off from the main group, and headed where, okay okay I'll go see if I can't find them. " Finding herself going flat against the wall behind her, coming to a place where could see both way. Holding her lightsaber of blue up to keep the bolts off her body. Her hood coming up once again she let the force flow inside of her, bring her to a place that could be unseen by all. Finding herself closing in on the first set of dorm room that housed 7 beds. Quickly calling out for the younglings, hearing nothing as she looked under each bed, in closest then bathrooms.

Until after the second room she found the little one. Tears running down her eyes, taking her hood off turning off her lightsaber getting close to the little one putting her hand on her head, feeling herself with calmness, from the rage that battle inside of her, it was making her stomach turn or was there other reason for her stomach to be turning as it did. "shh come me, I'm here to get you out of her and to safely to you trust me, yes...that it come here. " picking up her lightsaber in her hand picking up the child in the her other arm, here stay very close to me. Wiping back all the tears until they stop, this was no place for this little one to be. Went along she song her a sweet song, that she use to sing to her son when he woke from a nightmare. Only this thought make her want to uncage what inside of her go after these sith dog to butcher them. Keeping this hidden, she was under orders from the Sliver jedi we are not to engage unless one got into their path, we where to aid, not kill. "whats your favorite animal" before the little girl could answer, there came the other four older younglings that had broke off the main group to look for there friend.

"I think we need to go back to the main group, don't you think," looking at each one of them with no smile at how serious they put themselves in danger. Then came a loud sound of what sounded like thunder, then a rocking of the hallway Getting a force bubble up around them all. After the dirt and dust had gone way. Seeing the way they came was now block. "Oh isn't this just peachy"

[member="Darth Veles"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

On the Siege Tower
[member="HK-36"]

Siobhan had been...inspecting the med bay. This was completely reasonable and there was no ulterior motive behind it. After all, as the Iron Knight would know very well, she did tend to spend an absurd amount of time in med bays, even though it had been a while since the last time she lost a limb, so it was completely reasonable to give the one on the Siege Tower a one-over. Along with an, ahem, detailed inspection of the medical personnel onboard. Unsurprisingly the nurses she encountered were very efficient and dedicated to their patients' welfare. This was most commendable and if she had any actual authority on the ship she would have given them a glowing efficiency report.

Well, but then the actual purpose of this thread caught up with her because seemingly fate, destiny or force plot wanted her to do actual work and she heard of the Sith attack on Coruscant. Well, Sith had tried to seize shipyards in the orbit of Corellia and Fondor, both attempts had been tremendously unimpressive. Space orks had attacked Coruscant some time ago and the Republic had sensibly responded by unleashing a firestorm on the primitives homeworld. Most recently a Mandalorian fleet had dropped into Coruscant's orbit, unopposed by the planetary defences the capital of the largest empire in the Galaxy should have, and Mia Monroe, whom she considered a personal friend, had made demands. So suffice to say nothing really surprised her these days anymore.

So as she made her way to the bridge Siobhan idly wondered whether fleeting would be background noise and the battle on the ground would consist solely of one on one duels. Now those were very exciting, especially if she got to cause ridiculous amounts of property damage, but she was quite certain that things had been very different at Roche. Undoubtedly [member="Delila Castillon"] would agree as well. There had been an armoured divison of Sith troops on G99...and a terentatek...and Siobhan had killed lots of people on both sides by tearing a roof down since obviously even a force god could not hold off an army. Admittedly Siobhan had been a lot less powerful back then, but the point was still valid.

Regardless, Gondor had called for aid! Rohan would answer. They did not have horses though. Perhaps they would ride on speeders. "So, Coruscant is being invaded? I take it this is the end of the whole 'retreat into the shadows and be the phantom menace' strategy? I wonder where the Sith struck from. Must be terribly close, probably in vicinity of Fringe and the Protectorate. Bigger question is how they could hide a fleet sufficient enough. Must have been able to make a large number of Sith ships 'vanish' when the Empire fell like a house of cards, but still," she said in a terribly nonchalant tone as she strode onto the bridge like she owned the place.

"It's funny, right about now I expected Mandalorian basilisk war droids to be raining down upon Cato Neimoidia, spewing out death and destruction. What with them playing hardball over Coruscant and the occupation of Ord Mantell." Siobhan had been there, fought alongside Ashin Varanin and Josiah Denko fighting a Sith remnant. If the Mandalorians had actually taken the plunge and invaded her stance in the conflict would have been...a good deal less clear-cut.

However, she hated Sith. In the 'really want to kill them way', not the 'will illogically join them because I hate them so much' way. She walked over to one of the computer consoles to send a quick transmission to Kaeshana. [member="Tegaea Alcori"] would want to know that her wife would probably be late for dinner and that she could start without her and that she would sadly miss book club. Doubtless she would have to make it up to her when she came back.

 

[RC-1025]

Senate Building
Objective: Evacuate Senate Building
Near: @Popo Tallia Farn
Music: Majestic - Halo 4 OST Volume 2

Popo seemed adamant that he help repel the invasion and even ordered RC-1025 to gather forces for them. The Hutt made sense but his original orders were to evacuate the Senate Building. He felt a little conflicted but came to a decision. "Yes sir," he said and went to a group of soldiers and said, "You! Lieutenant! Your men have been reassigned. You are to support Popo the Hutt in his assault against the Sith."

The Lieutenant seemed confused for a moment for the Clone Commando wasn't wearing official armor or had an official rank. "Who are you? Under what authority?" he asked.
"I am RC-1025, Republic Commando. I was ordered to have your men assist Popo the Hutt in his offensive," he said.
That widened the Lieutenant's eyes a little. He turned and said, "You heard him men! Grab your gear and follow me!"
With that the Lieutenant and his company of when went over to Popo the Hutt. RC-1025 was going with them but a call over the com made him slow his pace. " This is Serenity, calling all agents immediately"

"[member="Serenity"] this is RC-1025, responding to your call, over," he said.

 

[Darth Veles]

Feeling several weak presences in the Force, Avreet frowned. Younglings? He had not expected any to be still in the Temple, they were supposed to be evacuated the very moment their teachers knew about the liberation forces coming to take Coruscant from their bloody grasp. Not that it surprised him; if anything, it proved the Jedi were selfish bastards who only cared about themselves, letting the little ones run around without getting them out. Naturally, the Mon Calamari would not kill them, this presented a great opportunity of capturing a few Jedi younglings and taking away the future of the Jedi, turning them into future of the Sith. A simple, yet effective plan. He sped up his pace, both of his twin lightsabers parting with the belt and finding their way into his webbed hands as he marched through the Temple towards the younglings. Getting them out might be surprisingly easy if he used good strategy. For now though, he cloaked himself once again, bending light and sound around his form to become a ghost-like being until completely disappearing. No ordinary being would see him now and he was free to ignite both blades without making a sound or fearing the red glow. Nothing was visible or audible, nothing gave his position away. Rounding a corner, he came across an interesting scene.

Several younglings surrounding [member="Maya Whitelight"], an old friend. Protection bubble she had erected around them shielded them from most attacks. That power required immense concentration and rendered the user immobile; Maya's focus was something Avreet certainly shattered when he decloaked himself, the hum of his lightsabers suddenly reaching the ears of the entire group. "My dear! It is most surprising finding you here... I take it you have gathered these young ones for me to get them to safety? Just like you did... with your son?!" He mocked her, yet his voice remained calm and patient. Not wasting more time, Darth Veles immediately cloaked himself again, much to surprise of the young ones. All sounds silenced, but the ones coming from him as the ones trying to reach his ears, he felt perfectly calm, at peace even, as he summoned the passion from his heart and strengthened his connection to the Dark Side. Unlike their last meeting, the Mon Cal had no intention of pointlessly exchanging words as it led to nowhere with the woman. He'd end her right here and now.

As he became nothing in the Force and his physical form also could not be seen or heard, he raised his blades and crossed them, propelling himself against the floor and flying at Maya with an incredible speed enhanced by the power of Force jump, his muscles and Force speed. Had he not cloaked himself, he would have appeared to be less than a blur, a lightning fast spear of justice with a glowing red tip. Both of his blades aimed at her torso, the one in his left to impale her through heart and the right one to kiss her throat in a deadly slash. Both aimed to end her life.

 

[Lord Eclipsion]

Jedi Temple
Vs: [member="Sokrai Ronaro"] p1

A opponent appeared as Ronaro rushed forth. A human female in a red EVA suit equipped with twin saber-staffs. The bodies parted like a flood and soon the two women clashed blades with a dazzling display.

"I'll be your huckleberry."

JEDI TEMPLE
DUEL: SAM JHOVNA
RESPONSE: ...WHAT?

Sokrai stared curiously at the Jedi, showing clear confusion at the statement. She swung her lightsaber up, as she entered the opening stance of Ataru. She began closing their gap, until she wildly slashed at her, with incredible speed and agility, as she performed some force enabled acrobatics too. Sokrai slashed at her torso, while at the same time doing a leg sweep under the Jedi.

 

[Maya Carrick]

Doing what she could to protect to drawl upon the straighten. Her eyes widen to where the one she had been carrying was down beside. One could see that she wasn't to happen to see this one here, of all place, what was this about talking peace, this wasn't nothing but war, killing. No she had to stop it here. Then it hit her that one word, that was it, the healer was cheeking out what to come something more. Making sure the younglings was back, They aren't yours...sith... Training in the heart of the underground of the Temple on Voss her training ground now. Blending around but pulling from with in herself came something of a cage it slipping out as her eyes seem to take on a glow something fierce upon them now, hunting. All around her became so much clearer sharper. Her blade snapping to life not a blade she been using a very blade that made her a warrior, getting the ones out of sight. The blade took on a black color, with a core of sliver. In fact what she used for a force bubble was only a start, as what she been doing all this time on her hunts was endures.

Clearly something had changed, with out a smile it was gone, no words left her lips. As the blade became her arm, not feeling sense of something was about to happen acting it was the feeding off his own darkness that cause her to react, she was nothing but a shadow of herself, brightness was gone for now. Pushing in the force as let the force guild her at the same time bring the black blade in front of her to make a sweeping to block anything in coming, as she bend backwards, moving back wards at the same time. you can't face me with out the sith tricks. [member="Darth Veles"]

 

[Adonari Cinn]

Jedi Temple Exterior -

Moving through the doors brought the horror to his own eyes for the first time. Sith had brought death to the steps of their sacred temple repeatedly. There was only lies in the minds of all who had to fight. Lies stemming from assumptions based on all things and others. The truth was simple. The universe was alive and so was he for the time being.​

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White erupted from his pupils in the same moment. Enemy ships continued their assault across the skies shooting and destroying as they saw fit. The Jedi Knight saw none of it as an act of hatred. Only the physical destruction it caused. Black robed bodies continued their attack. Each and everyone fought to gain ground towards the entrance. Fighting styles from the Saber wielding force users attacked in their preferred styles. Some where better than others.​

Others were luckier than most.​

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Walking forward slowly brought A'donari to a cluster of hatred filled beings who had found two Jedi Padawans on the battle field. The young-lings techniques were sloppy and would quickly be broken through. Moving beside them allowed for A'donari to take one of the Sith's attention completely. A flurry of swipes and stabs brought the Sith closer and closer towards the Jedi Knight who ducked and dodged most of the attacks. Others needed only small steps to the side or backwards to out maneuver. The footwork of his opponent gave away the intent of his attacks before the blade begun to move towards him. Ducking once more under a slash brought A'donari right where he wanted to be. The Sith tried to swipe the blade back across his body but his fate had already been sealed. A massive hand gripped and twisted the wrist, clutching the crimson lightsaber, rapidly snapping the man's forearm. Before the Sith had time to scream A'donari's other fist slammed into the exposed rib cage. The unconscious body fell to the ground limply while A'donari's saber flew from his belt towards the other Sith and Padawans. The hot green blade licked through the air colliding with the Sith's with a hiss just before the Red blade cut into the crown of the smallest apprentice's head. Seemingly prepared for the circumstance the young-lings Vibrant Blue blade moved upwards through the Sith's chest killing him instantly. "Find safety inside."​

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Metal hit the flesh of A'donari's hand while he was airborn; leaping forward through the ranks of Jedi who were handling their own problems. Humming signaled the blade reigniting in front of his body as he locked blades with a Sith as large as he. Their strength was far from equal. Easily the Sith began to gain the advantage of controlling the precious inches between their bodies. The green saber that held the opponent's weapon at bay deactivated. A'donari's hands wrapped around the Sith's. Massive green fingers gripped his own blade, his opponents hands, and the blade that was clutched between those hands. Crimson hummed less than an inch from A'donari's bare forehead while he stared into the man's orange beaming eyes. With all his might the Jedi squeezed crushing both lightsabers around the Sith's fingers. Splintered bone protruding from skin was all that remained of the mans mangled hands. Gripping him by the neck turned into the man's body being lifted and slammed into the steps of the temple. Calling out with the force brought a blade beside a dead body to him. Activating it brought a gleaming Blue blade to his command as his feet moved at the pace of a new Sith running at him. Both force users gained their ground. Feet planted just as their blades collided in a glowing rhythmic dance of reverberation being turned into a flurry of attacks or parries.​

 

[Thurion Heavenshield]

Location: Jedi Dormitories
Mission: Evacuate & Defend Younglings
Allies: [member="Maya Whitelight"] | Silver Jedi / Jedi Order
Enemies: The One Sith

He'd arrived with the rest of the Silver Jedi forces, yet he made sure to bring up the rear by setting up a healing station outside of Temple grounds, where the wounded would be safe from attacks. While a skilled healer himself, he'd prefer to aid his fellow Silver Jedi in the evacuation of the younglings; if even one of the little ones were to fall to the blade of a Sith, he wouldn't know what he would do. His vows of not killing could become tested to a degree he was not ready for in this battle. Because he was relatively late to the on-going warzone between cloaked and masked Sith and his Jedi brethren, Thurion was in the act of searching through the seemingly empty halls of the Jedi Dormitories, but fortune had it that they had already been evacuated. That, or the Sith had already gotten their hands on them. He refused to believe the latter, as his fellow Silver Jedi had already joined the fray and would have carried out the evacuation before now.

Rushing through the halls, looking down at the chaos going on downstairs in the main entrance, the Jedi Master had to remain calm and focused on finding the children. He could hear the sobbing and crying of younglings further down the hall he was in, and before long he set eyes upon one he knew: [member="Maya Whitelight"] along with a handful of little ones. At first he smiled as he saw her, but soon his smile faded as they appeared to be pusuited by someone, and their rushed steps made it look like whoever was stalking them wasn't good news. She'd erected a protective bubble around her and the younglings, yet she soon dismissed it in favour of meeting whoever was attacking her head-on. Utilising Force Sprint, Thurion rushed to the end of the hall to appear at their side. He did not shout out to Maya as doing so would disrupt her concentration. He made sure the children were safe, keeping them behind him and igniting his lightsaber to ward against any stray strikes sent their way. "Maya. I am here. Do not risk yourself in vain." He sent three quick thoughts into Maya's mind, letting her know of his presence.

[member="Darth Veles"]

 

[Darth Veles]

As he flew towards her like a rocket, her black blade met his own, the one aimed to find its place in her heart, and blocked it. Avreet's second lightsaber did not have much success either; the woman had bent back and dodged decapitation. It did not matter, for he was still invisible and thus [member="Maya Whitelight"] would have a hard time defending herself against the incoming attack that could not be seen or felt in the Force. Intentionally keeping the blade coming from his left lightsaber locked with her black plasma weapon, using his superior strength so she wouldn't overpower him as he landed, planting his left foot firmly on the ground and kicking out with his right towards her left leg to break it if possible. His right hand attempted to plant the plasma blade into her stomach. Those attacks would be hard if not impossible to block; as her blade was in a saberlock with his own. After those moves, the Mon Calamari Knight became visible; he did not want to waste precious energy of remaining invisible. His presence remained hidden though, for he had a plan.

 

[Maya Carrick]

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] feeling his present still the blend remained she had became her shadow self, to find herself. Only getting a few though out to him, This one is tric.... Feeling force control her once again, feeling the same feeling but action slower feeling side of her calf, biting down on her bottom lip. Only to find once again, having a blade out of no where come at her stomach, having turn with the giving of her lower leg finding a burning into the side of her at the very end, causing a bite of pain, only she didn't cry out like one would be wounded it was a deeper cry inside of her a warrior rage cry let her lips.

Stop hidding now did we..or we still not wanting to show yourself. With out taking her hand off her blade holding on to it with dear life, she put her other hand on her side where it had be slashed open about 5 or so inches. Then worry creeped in, I don't want to kill him, he took something from me, I want my son back. What every goes on I don't want those yountlings into his weddie hand. Oh, Verteer met a dear friend, Thurion, I hope you play nice. [member="Darth Veles"]

 

[Tallia Farn]

Coruscant - Senate Building

Tallia got to her feet and rubbed her eyes. Her temple was under siege. It was time to fight back. She looked from the Hutt to the soldier. Passion burned in her eyes. "Alright. If this is going to work we have to do it quick." She didn't wait for a response, her Jedi instincts were kicking back in. "I'll go get a speeder."

She ran back towards the senate building and sprinted inside. There was a turbolift to the left of the entrance that took her down to the garage. Tallia grabbed the first speeder that looked large enough for a Hutt. She fired up the repulsors and wasted no time in gunning for the exit. She emerged from the building and spiraled upward to reach the courtyard.

She pulled up along side the Hutt. "Ok, let's go."

[member="RC-1025"] [member="Popo"]

 

[Thurion Heavenshield]

Location: Jedi Dormitories
Mission: Evacuate & Defend Younglings
Allies: [member="Maya Whitelight"] | Silver Jedi / Jedi Order
Enemies: The One Sith

Thurion looked on as Maya fended off the slashing and stabbing attacks from her assailant, who had now made his presence known to him. His eyes widened as Maya was unable to guard against every strike and was inevitably hit in the side, leaving her clutching her wound. By then Thurion rushed to her side, putting himself between her and the attacker. "Go, Maya! Get the younglings to safety! I'll handle this one." His eyes then turned to the person in front of him, locking gazes with the one who would seek to harm mere children. His guard kept up at all time, he watched for any sudden movements.

"You, who dwell in shadows! Do you think yourself a great warrior for attacking helpless children? Why don't you step into the light and fight me like a man, rather than a weakling hiding in the shadows?" His intent was to taunt the assailant into revealing himself. If the two were to clash swords, they would do so as equals without any fancy tricks and let their skill-at-arms decide who will be the victor. His robes fell to the ground around his feet to reveal his armour he'd wear on occasions such as these; whenever he was expected to get into fights. Breathing calmly, he remained focused on he fight at hand.

[member="Maya Whitelight"] | [member="Darth Veles"]

 

[Darth Odium]

LOCATION: CORUSCANT JEDI TEMPLE CATACOMBS
OBJECTIVE: PLANT EXPLOSIVES AND DESTROY THE JEDI TEMPLE
TAGS: [member="Darth Isolda"], [member="Darth Shara"]

Odium the mute Sith Acolyte continued his trek through the Temple Catacombs. The heavy bag on his shoulder had grown lighter with every detonation pack he planted. Hos black eyes were covered with the nightvision goggles. The air was stale and he smelled of sewage and filth. His head tresses sniffed for emotions as he drew closer to the center of the catacombs that would be beneath the center of the temple itself. How long had they waited to destroy the Jedi and take the galaxy back once more? The Jedi and their bickering and infighting. They were weak. Only a very few held to their own teachings while the rest hid behind "necessity" as their excuse for flirting or walking in darkness. They were too weak to admit their need for the darkside and violence. At least the Sith embraced who they were rather than cowering behind a false light.

He turned a corner and walked down the long corridor to a large chamber filled with moss and small bones. It was the center. Mving to the direcr center of the room Odium took out the bomb and began the process of setting it up and linking it to his remote detonator. Once armed and active it would create an explosion equivelent to about 100 class A thermal detonators, or about 400 meters of desrruction. Everything caught in the explosion would be facing total destruction.