The Toxic Auction

[Darth Banshee]

Darth Banshee finally made it to where the young acolyte @toxarian, was being auctioned by some low life scum. He was some gangster named [member="Al Gorlock"], she made him an offer for the acolyte. The man was stupid, and he refused her offer. She had put a bounty on his head just in case, he manged to slip away. How ever her and troops had the building surrounded in short order. She was in full battle dress, and entered the building alone. She wanted to show up start the true power of the force.

She saw trying to get ready to make his escape, she looked at him and said You should took me up on my offer! She then lite up her lightsaber, and began to approach him. She was not in the mood to have reputation of the one sith tarnished by this man.

 

[Al Gorlock]

He reached into his trench-coat, removing his Coruscant typewriter. He took aim, firing several shots, not aimed towards the Sith, attempting to send her to cover. He would continue to fire, slugthrower shells flying out of the side. "FETH YA!" He shouted, quickly backing up into the next room, still firing. Shells filled the auction house as he sprinted towards his office. He pushed the door open, stumbling in and slamming the door shut. He quickly slid the bolt over it, locking it. He would then quickly load in a new slugthrower clip, letting out a sigh of relief.

Coruscant typewriter: http://starwarsrp.net/topic/33221-elder-grade-m63-aka-the-coruscant-typewriter/

 

[Darth Banshee]

Darth Banshee manged to deflect some of shot`s but not all of them, those she failed to deflect bounced of her phrik armour. She could still feel impact though, and she new have few bruise by morning by this weapon. She then leaped for cover, behind some metal cylinders. Their she reached out with the force and felt his weapon, she could feel the heat the barrel. She could sense stress on the metal, and then she focused on that part with the indignity she felt that he could even think he could sell a member of the sith...........

[member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

He sat in the office, weapon trained on the door. If this Sith was going to kill him he would easily hand over that Sith. but until then, the Sith was his. He sat nervously in the corner, adjusting his tie. He let out a long sigh, gripping the handle of the weapon tightly. He remained silent, hoping to draw the Sith away from the room and if she came in, then this was going to get messy.

[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

Darth Banshee after crushing the weapon of his bodyguard, used the force to push than man against the ceiling. She then marched towards the office, as the man came down to earth with a bump. She could hears bids still coming in, from what was nothing more than a simple lightsaber. She then moved towards the office, she could sense the his nerves through the force. He must also heard the gun fire, as she then slowly opened the door.

She saw him and looked at him, he was almost a foot tall than her. He was heavier and no doubt physically stronger than her. Though that all fell into insignificantly against a trained force user, especially a sith. She listened to one bids that came in from a Jedi no less, "A DX-2 Disruptor Pistol, a SIW "Imperator" Blaster Pistol, 17,000 credits, and one personal favour for the lightsaber." She was offering personal favours for a lightsaber really. What was that bid for? She asked [member="Al Gorlock"], as she gave him an evil eye.

If he wanted to get out this know he would have to offer her more than just acolyte back.......

[member="Maria Natalja"] [member="Michael Steelfang"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

"YOUR APPRENTICE ATTACKED ME AND MY PARTNER!" He shouted, keeping his weapon trained on her. "Do I not have a right to defend myself? We didn't attack him, he attacked us. I ain't a fan of handin' over property for free. "You can have your apprentice back...you gotta bid". He said.

[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

She smiled under face mask, I bid you give me ten thousand credits, and I let you keep your lung and exterminates in good working order. She wonder what, he would say to that, she did not care who attacked who. She would cared if he killed the acolyte, but not to same extent. He broke a worse rule though, he was trying to embarrasses her order. Trying to sell one her own as a slave. That was worse crime one that would not be tolerated.

[member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

"I ain't givin' ya anything...you need to go!" He shouted, squeezing the trigger of his weapon, sending three bullets flying towards [member="Darth Banshee"]'s legs. "GET OUTTA 'ERE, YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TRESSPASS ON PRIVATE PROPERTY! GET OUTTA HERE, GO!" He shouted, anger and frusteration in his raspy tone.

[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[sabrina]

Oh well, she said as fired three shots at her, she manged to blocked two of them. The third however hit her on thigh, it was covered in a phrik metal plate. It hurt none the less, and she would have bruise their the size golf ball when this was over. She then concerntrated on him, she could feel his prescents in the force. She then focused on it, and used the force to push him against the wall......

[member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

He flew back into the wall, firing several rounds into the ceiling. He gritted his teeth in pain, looking up at @sabrina. "IT'S A MADHOUSE!" He shouted, trying to keep her distracted, long enough for security to arrive. "A MADHOUSE!" He shouted once more, clutching his, most likely, cracked ribs. "MADHOUSE!"

(Check out this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idsxgLjGXGI)

 

[Darth Banshee]

Darth Banshee then looked at the mans gun, it was time to destroy it. He may be prove useful, though she have to brake him first. She then concentrated on his gun. She felt the heat of the barrel, and could feel where the metal was weaker. She then used her emotion of feeling indignation of this man thinking he could sell a sith acolyte into slavery. With that combined she began to crush down on his gun, she hoped to crush the barrel...........

[member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

He watched as the barrel was destroyed, a look of fear on his face. "You don't frighten me, Sith", He said, anger in his voice. "I'LL KILL YOU!" He said, jumping up, sprinting towards [member="Darth Banshee"]. He would then dive forward, attempting to tackle the Sith to the ground, using all of his remaining strength.

 

[Darth Banshee]

He ran over to her, before she had time to react he had pinned her to the floor. He began hitting her in face, well her phrik helmet and face mask. She could still feel the impact, though it would hurt his fist more. She the went to protect her face with her arms, and then as she did she opened fire with wrist blaster set to stun on it.

[member="Al Gorlock"]