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Tip of The Spear {Knight's Obsidian}

Cerik Soloman

Peacemaker - Bladesman - Guardian
Cerik heard and felt the floor beneath him quake, as he realized there were mechanical under workings beneath the tiles. As the lights began to brighten, he could see the entire arena shifting into a maze of pillars all at seemingly random heights. The tile that Cerik stood on and the few adjourned to it began to descend while tiles on one side of his platform ascended and the other side seemingly didn't move at all. Great, I'm in a pit, he thought as he took in his surroundings. But before he could make out any of his fellow knights' locations, the arena dimmed into darkness. Oh goodness, I didn't know this is what I was signing up for, he thought to himself as his adrenaline started to rise in anticipation as he grew anxious for what could be happening next.

Once the darkness took hold, he heard mechanical clanks as multitude of objects of metal construct hit the ground, but shortly afterwards, it was silent again. He spun his head in multiple directions through the darkness to see if any of the knights with sabers had lit theirs, but he saw no light resonating anywhere in the arena, just complete and total darkness... and silence. He pulled his weapon out, but did not ignite it, not sure if it's light would give his location away. He did not know that he was facing commando droids who didn't need the light to find him. He closed his eyes, beginning to tap into the force. He had done training exercises before, but nothing to this scale. As he began to calm his mind, he could sense movement all around the arena, but didn't sense anyone in the force besides his companions. Must be droids, it would explain the clanks. Strangely enough though too, he could no longer sense the Dominus. That's strange... did he leave? he questioned, not realizing force users could master techniques to hide themselves in the force. While distracted from his curiosity of the Dominus' disappearance, he felt a flash of danger from behind him. Almost immediately, Cerik ignited his lightsaber, a shining blade of blue light. Both hands on the hilt, he swung his arms over his right shoulder, attempting to create a vertical zone of defense behind him... but he was too late. In the middle of his motion, he felt a sudden jolt of energy rip through his body, numbing pain, as he flew forward from the momentum of a vibrosword hitting him from the back.

As he staggered back up, bringing his saber in front of him, the light illuminated his opponent. He immediately recognized his opponent as a droid from the Clone Wars era from his historical studies. But in this situation, the metallic make-up of the droid in pitch black, only illuminated by his saber, made for a horrifying picture. This time though, Cerik was ready for his opponent. As the droid charged at him and made a vertical swipe at his torso, Carith easily brought his saber up in a horizontal motion to parry it. Cerik continued to parry blow after blow, but he struggled to find an opening on his opponent. Cerik's lightsaber combat focus was defensive in nature, focusing on the Soresu lightsaber form. This practice had easily allowed him to effortlessly parry blows, as this droid was no sentient being, but struggle to find an offensive opportunity. Eventually one came. As the droid came at him with an overhead strike, Cerik stepped to the side, allowing the droid to be caught by it's momentum, flying past Cerik. He then spun around, his blade catching the waist area of the droid, slicing it in half. For good measure, Cerik brought his lightsaber down on the droid's head area to finish it off, remembering stories of these droids still being able to fight without limbs.

He then called out "Is anyone around me?!" and made a scan up where the pillars were supposed to be to see if any of his allies could be seen.

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[member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] | [member="Alwine Lechner"] | [member="Qaarssk Roark"] | [member="Kurenai Yumi"] | [member="Nine Lives"] | [member="Anastasia Vi'dreya"] | [member="Cezar Alexandrescu"]​
[member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"]​
 
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Armor: Project GARUDA | Obsidian-type Strike Armor (Look)
Weapons: Purple Lightsabers and Mini-Gamorrean Axe
Tags: [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"] | [member="Qaarssk Roark"] | [member="Nine Lives"] | [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] | [member="Alwine Lechner"] | [member="Anastasia Vi'dreya"] | [member="Kurenai Yumi"] | [member="Cerik Soloman"] | [member="Erin Tenel"]


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The giggles could not be held back. It was fun to hang out with Alwine even when training had to be done. The wolf was being silly with about spells. Cezar knew her friend had force abilities. She needed help unleashing them. Maybe this was the time for it.

Of course, their time together had to have a weird question or two about force abilities that never cross Cezar’s mind before, or ever. This one time, she knew of another way. “No spells… tech, there are armor we could craft to get you protect in wolfie and now with ease.” Thank goodness for life of making armor for an order. Knowing some tech news was how time passed when alone, so nanotech would be great test of skills for the Dathomir Jensaarai.

Because the focus was on Alwine, Cezar did not really pay attention to Cardinals words. It was until the clicks and blue bright lights started to be hard to ignore. She started to look around. The floor under her lifted up. The shift was a bit jarring.

Silence fell with lights fading to darkness. Cezar went for her wrist at first. The hue of her armor had to be darken. Then her hood had to come down. Listening carefully, her right hand moved to her back and grabbed the handle of her axe. This was the Spider Clan on Dathomir all over again. Their caves and using darkness to attack her clan.

The noises of clanks again made her mind replace it with the taps of the large spiders in a cave. This had cause Cezar’s left hand grab a hilt of her saber. Still mind was pushing her into the memory. She did not need this happening right now. There were others in the room and she might view them as the enemy.

The light from a saber was messing with Cezar too. The memory of the attack in the caves had the Spider Clan Witches using flashes of light assault. Like than, eyes closed and ears open. The taps got louder on her right side. The armor was hindering her as her skin could not feel the air move or a new heat source if someone was close. Still she swung hard down with her axe. It caught the should of a droid that her mind was thinking it was a witch. Keeping the axe in the droid, she oddly used her hilt like a dagger. To her, the saber was the dagger when the fight happened many years ago. Cezar was stabbing the droid repeatedly. She did not stop until her memory had her stop back then. Which had her lower herself more and more as the droid was being beaten down. Another odd feeling, were electrical shocks she sort of felt but her armor was taking the hits for now.

Standing back up, she was about to keep a step and her foot was not feeling a group. This brought her out of the memory. Opening her eyes, she saw dim light from below of a saber. Also came to the realization that she had her saber in hand, but it was not ignited.

Cezar heard Cerik call out. She shouted back “Sort of, maybe… pillar is blocking someone with a lightsaber but see light coming around it if that's you. My floor took me way up.”

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One moment the lights had slowly dimmed away until everything was shrouded in absolute darkness. In a room once appearing to be quaint with nothing special around it, now the tiles of the floor twisted, turned, rose, and sank until it gave the essence of an inescapable labyrinth. The only sounds that bounced around the walls of the room was the voice of [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"] providing them exposition and the nervous noises from the Knights around Qaarssk as the training room made its transformation.

Despite the statement from Cardinal regarding the obscurities that would occur to the Knights as a result of the lack of light present in the room, the same notion hadn't necessarily applied to Qaarssk. Trandoshans biologically possessed very sensitive eyes that held the capability of seeing what many referred to as infrared vision. The pillars that shot up and down throughout the room still blocked much of his vision, but the heat signatures of a couple of the Knights in his general vicinity were visible to him.

The dim room would prove to be the least of his worries as noises began to ring out that sounded machine like and could easily be distinguished as some sort of droid that required light to properly identify. Qaarssk's suspicions were soon confirmed as vibroblades lit up at all locations across the room. Soon each of them cluttered towards the Knights of the room and attempted to best them in combat, with a singular droid making its way to him on the uneven floor.

"I have slaughtered families of K'lor'slugs on Korriban, torn apart countless Vixus on Umbara, outmatched a Wampa with my bare claws on Hoth. I will not allow myself to be bested by a simple machine." Qaarssk activated the techblade that he held at his side, carefully observing it as electricity began to envelop it and empower it. In a swift movement of pure anger and fury, he swiped down the blade onto the droid. Its reaction was quick, bringing up the vibroblade to block the swipe but the strength of the strike knocked it down a slight amount.

The droid's attempt to block left it slow to react to any future attacks and the Trandoshan used this to advantage, putting his hatred and brute force into bashing down onto the vibroblade with his own weapon, pushing it slowly back towards the droid. It finally lost its grip on the weapon and soon the vibroblade deactivated and fell out of its hand, giving Qaarssk the opportunity to perform one final swing of brute force and cleave the droid in half. Falling to the ground, its upper torso attempted to push itself up and took one last look at its defeater before the lights of its eyes shut off and it collapsed like the hunk of metal that it was.

With his mind now back to scanning the whole room and no longer needing to focus on one enemy, his attention turned towards the nearby voice of [member="Cerik Soloman"] calling out to any nearby Knights and the immediate response of [member="Cezar Alexandrescu"] to it. Seeing the heat signature of a being that held what appeared to be a Jedi Knight's weapon above him, Qaarssk began to make his way towards the two. He navigated around pillars and climbed up some while climbing down others until he was but a few feet away from each of them. "These pitiful machines offer no points. It appears you two have already handled yourselves well."

[member="Nine Lives"] [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] [member="Alwine Lechner"] [member="Anastasia Vi'dreya"] [member="Kurenai Yumi"] [member="Erin Tenel"]
 
The Mother of All Psy-Pires
Nine felt the lights darken and smiled as she drew her Katana, embuing it with the Force temporarily to give it that extra 'Oomph'. She felt the tingle of danger, but hardly any sound as the BX Droids dropped from the ceiling, She wheeled around when the Force told her too, parrying the sword strike in the darkness, letting the Force guide her to block the follow up strike. She glided backward quickly, parrying again, going into a fools guard, sword pointing at the ground. She swayed, like she had lost balance. It struck with its vibrosword and Nine let the blade glance off her Katana as it was raised to deflect the stab, shifting forward in a quick motion and slicing its droid head off, though not without effort due to the lightweight nature of her sword, its subtle frost pattern glinting from the electricity from the broken droid. She grabbed the droid's vibrosword and flung it into the chest of another, before tiles underneath her began to raise, in an attempt to unsteady her footing as she sensed more droids closing in on her.

Spinning to face them, at the same time, running through a sneaky one that had tried to get her from behind with a sword strike. These things were quiet...almost as quiet as she was, normally.

Almost.

The force effect on her weapon faded and Nine channeled the Force through her body, enhancing her speed, she sped forward silently, the real sound coming from the woosh of her sword as it carved through a droid. She dodged the machine reflexes of the other three attackers, attacking them at the joints, for that was normally the part where droid armor was weakest, and sheared through elbows and knees and wrists and ankles, though she could barely pull it off, as even with Force speed, the machine reflexes were precise and excellent.l, and one of them managed to nick the robes, causing Nine considerable pain that made her jump back, though the pain was not as bad as it could have been, given her robes energy resistance. Slippery bastards. She decided to trick them.

Nine threw her voice to the left of them, towards the ground, mimicking the sound of rancor's roar. The droids, confused in the darkness, swiveled their heads looking for a potentially larger threat and Nine struck, violently slicing into them with all her might, cutting through one guard from a droid that had reacted a quarter of a second too late, blade being sliced across its photo-receptors, blinding it, and then ramming the wintrium sword up its innards, sending sparks everywhere as she yanked it out, ducking the swings of the electrified swords from three others, striking back with a slice to the knee of one, parrying a diagonal swing into the incoming strike of another droid, slicing its head off, catching the head as she force-jumped out of the way of the strike, and tossing it right into the head of another as she landed on a slowly rising platform, letting the trickster god that had set her up to be condemned to this fate guide her motions. There was some days she hated the Force. Some days she wished she could do to it what it had done to her. But she knew it would never happen. Some coattails are simply too high to be tugged at. The Trandoshan, [member="Qaarssk Roark"], seemed to acquit himself well so far, as had apparently, [member="Cerik Soloman"] and [member="Cezar Alexandrescu"]. She looked around for [member="Kurenai Yumi"], having lost track of the other vampire when the fighting started. (One of them was actually giggling about something. Armor for wolves or whatever. Nine had no context for it, as always.) She looked for [member="Anastasia Vi'dreya"], but could not see too well, having relied on the Force to detect incoming threats for the most part. She didn't know where the creepy boy, [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] was, either, (Nine in a fit of paranoia imagined he had acquired a scalpal and frantically looked around for a few moments, waiting for the inevitable stab that never came.)

Knowing there were other machines, Nine tapped her sword to draw their attention (after making sure the creepy boy wasn't anywhere near her brandishing a surgical instrument he should not have.) and drew the attention of five more droids.

Focusing her mind, calling on the aid of a much more foreign discipline, Nine focused the spell as she caught a glimpse of photo receptors in the dark, pointing at the ground in front of them.

"Mother Nature, draw the world to where I point."

The singularity spells effect was immediate, pulling at the commando droids towards the exact spot she pointed at on the floor, along with loose scraps from other droids she had broken. The droids stumbled towards the focal point like it was a weak Force pull. It did not last very long...ten seconds at most, and they struggled through it, but that slow down was all she needed as they pulled away from that focal point, her sword cleaving through the relatively unarmored neck of the first droid, grabbing its sword and jamming it into the innards of the second one as it rose. Two others struck as they fought off the spells effects, but Nine blocked both strikes at once, spotted the electrified blade of the third trying to flank her and stab from behind, ever silent, like she was. Throwing the other two off, Nine parried the stab from behind, spinning out of the way as she did so, cleaving through its spine, though it was such an effort to, given the lightweight nature (though razor sharp) of her sword. The other two she had thrown off rebounded, one slicing at her torso, the other stabbing for it. Nine force jumped over it, though one blade still managed to nick her, the electricity and pain throwing off her concentration and landing roughly on the now uneven floor tiles, which hurt like hell but Nine had been through worse. As one came near, she leapt up, a spinning slice that caught it at the wrist, sending sparks that lit the room. She rammed her sword into its mid-section, disabling it. The last one she simply launched an all out assault against, slashing and slashing angrily at it, until one of its blocks went a little too low, followed by its head leaving its shoulders.

Nine crawled up one of the pillars with her adhesion-based telekinesis and soon reached the area with the other Jedi, Cezar, and the Trandoshan.

"I highly doubt this is the best the Dominus can throw at us..." she said in her deep contralto to the three, wondering what else [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"] had in store for them. "Nice swords though. Should get one from them after this.
 
Equipment: Wearing, Light Saber
Peps: [member="Nine Lives"]

​The sudden movement of the floor beneath ones feet would usually put someone off their balance, though Kurenai had seen such and been subjected to similar contraptions before. The woman still standing in a poise and upright position as her platform raised up, the area darkening in a soft blue glow obscuring normal light. This may have been a problem without the right tools or equipment, but once more Kurenai had a counter for the dark, the simple use of Shadow Vision was all it really took to make the area a little brighter. Such an environment would serve well to practice this sort of power.

opening her eyes once more the world became bathed in a gray like aura, colours being sapped from their sources an replaced with more definite black and whites. Perhaps not the most effective means to see in the dark but it was better then being blind... not that she was in much need of it. The echoing sound of metal against the floor as some sort of droids dropped from above was more then enough indication of the potential enemies whereabouts. A very minute hum from what she recognized to be a vibro blade being picked up in her sensitive vampire hearing.

Turning an eye to the let the shape of the would be attacker came into view, the model clearly that of a BX commando. but more up to date, more fine turned, sleek, carrying an air of menace and stealth... interesting. In the distance several lightsabers came to life, a few hollers from those in the distance being heard by Kurenai, one seeming to come from the young boy that was asking about Jedi, though their name eluded her mind ([member="Cerik Soloman"]). Another more familiar voice following suit from a comrade close to them, though once more herself unable to identify the source [member="Cezar Alexandrescu"], the CIS certainly had gain some more recruits since he LOA.

That point being made clearer from the sound of [member="Qaarssk Roark"] and his boasting claims of death, their race sure did love to hunt, though the whole score keeper thing was a little hard to wrap a head around. While observing the surrounding area's for anyone nearby the sound of several feet hitting the metal floor echoed behind her, the BX droids jumping up to the platform where she was residing the most forward one not wasting time in thrusting their blade forward in attempts to skewer Kurenai in the chest.

Unfortunately said droid would only hit thin air, Kurenai side stepping a little, letting the blade go past, putting the droids arm in a headlock like hold and twisting it's arm around, forcing it to drop the blade. Putting some torque in her body Kurenai flung the BX into it's nearby friends, flicking the dropped blade into her hand using her feat and decapitating the two machines in one fell stroke. Mechanical heads falling to the floor with a resounding clunk.

"Hmmm, I thing I will use this for now, beast not draw attention to myself, though I feel like these droids have Night vision or thermal, though a little extra help does not hurt". With the temporary blade in hand she jumped from her elevated platform, crushing another BX that was unaware of her presence, Kurenai kicking the body to the side as she slowly made way to where the sounds echoed from. No doubt this was just a warm up, she heavily suspected that [member="Cardinal Vi'dreva"] had much more in store for them.
 
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She'd been about to respond to Cezar's word, when the room began to change. Swiftly, Alwine jumped back, narrowly avoiding a pillar that might have otherwise squashed her against the ceiling. There was no time to deal wit the armor now, and no time to safely change into wolf. She was going to have to deal with this in her human form.

Lights dimming. Another weakness. She had great hearing and smell as a Lupine, but no one thought sight would be important.

And then the machine appeared. Droid, they had said it was called.

But she could smell bodies moving towards it. That meant it was not her problem, not right now. Swiftly, her strategy changed. She was not going to fight the machine. She was going to focus on surviving the moving floors.

With the elegance of a well taken care of petite body, Alwine began to jump from pillar to pillar. If she kept moving, no machines would be able to aim for her. It would do... For now.
 
I am a son of the Mountain.
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From the shadows the Dominus Prime watched his Knight's with interest. The moment the droid's came down around them they moved into action. Perching his forearm over his knee his eyes scanned the room carefully. He could not see through the shadows, yet he could very much sense everything that was occurring.

Eyes drawn to the first lightsaber to ignite. Cardinal looked to [member="Cerik Soloman"] as his blade was taken in to his hands. Relying on instinct, the young Knight had fallen short on his defense and suffered the consequence. It was to be expected, the droid's were programmed to be experts at close quarters combat, so taking them down would not be a simple task for someone not used to fighting their kind. Of course Cerik had begun to engage the droid and their blows seemed even before he cleaved the being in two. A nod of approval came from Cardinal as he mused to himself.

Well done. A practitioner of Soresu. He has patience and practicality. He made the mental note before turning his eyes to another.

[member="Cezar Alexandrescu"] stood her ground....well she did a bit more than that. The droids may have caught her by surprise yet it did not show well. Cardinal watched as she buried her axe into the shoulder of the droid before stabbing it repeatedly with an almost dazed repetition. Narrowing his eyes, Cardinal took notice of the emotions that practically bled from her. Another mental note was made before he moved to the next Knight.

Cardinal knew that [member="Qaarssk Roark"] had the advantage of sight in the shadows. It reflected as he destroyed the Commando droid that had engaged him. Cardinal took notice of the brute force and anger that seemed to back his attacks and tapped his knee softly.

He's drawing on savage instinct to lead him through battle. He paused to consider the ramifications of such things before softly chuckling to himself, he was not so different once. While the Trandoshan linked up with Cerik and Cezar, Cardinal took his datapad back into his hands.

Before he did anything he turned to [member="Nine Lives"] . He had sensed her tap into the force to augment her blade but had only given her a spare glance until now. Nine used a rather interesting tactic which gave her the upper hand on her own opponents. Nine had talent in The Force, she had control of many abilities that would take many years to comprehend. Not far from Nine was [member="Kurenai Yumi"] who had just decapitated two droids herself.

The group had been doing very well, and as the rest of the Knight's began to move about the room, Cardinal tapped into his datapad once again. "Well done." He muttered, before looking over the options that filled his datapad. "Ah." He said, before tapping a button at the bottom of the datapad.

The shifting maze of pillars had finally come to a halt. The Knight's would notice the room seemed much larger now and was composed of almost hundreds of different length pillars. Again total darkness ensued as the soft blue hue finally disappeared taking away the final bit of light. It was short lived, however, because only moments later a soft hiss erupted from below the Knight's.

A loud snap could be heard before a red hue fell over the room, stretching up from the base of the floor. From the bottom of the pit of pillars, a flame rolled from one side of the room to another, growing as it scaled it's way up the pillars and heading for the Knight's. Deadly in it's intent and raging wildly, the fire seemed to rise slowly. The door's to the room had been hidden by a set of pillars and no apparent exits could be seen. As Cardinal watched on he kept an interested gaze on the Knight's. What would they do now?

[member="Alwine Lechner"] [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] [member="Anastasia Vi'dreya"]
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Cerik Soloman

Peacemaker - Bladesman - Guardian
Tags: [member="Qaarssk Roark"] | [member="Cezar Alexandrescu"] | [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"]

Cerik heard the voice of a woman above him. "Yeah, that's me!" he responded. Stilling his mind, he sensed which direction she was coming from, calling out to the Force, he jumped up the length of the pillar and landed near her. Bringing his blade up, he saw the purple hair of the woman. Mmm, it's the purple girl, but she hasn't ignited her lightsabers yet, they have to be purple!. "Hey there, I guess it's droids we're dealing with now." His eyesight was still suffering from the darkness, so he couldn' quite tell what else was out there. He calmed his mind once more, and could sense two droids climbing up the pillar he just ascended. He ran over to the edge, sensing their movement, and used the force to push the droids down the length of the pillar, hopefully smashing them once they hit the ground. He could then sense another being on the opposite side of the pillar, though this one was sentient and not mechanical. He ran over to meet them, but already found it was near the purple girl.

As the lights grew slightly, he could see dozens of knights each dealing with their own enemies and... wait, was that... a wolf? Yep, that's definitely what he was seeing. He saw a wolf dashing from pillar to pillar avoiding every droid it could. He then turned to his new companion. Ah... Trandoshan I believe. He thought back to his study of history and the Old Republic. Species associated with slave trade and hunting I believe... Looking up to meet the eyes of the reptile-likes species, he listened to his statement on score keeping. Ah. very interesting. "You could potentially say that..." Cerik said to his statement on handling himself well, irritated with himself for taking that first blow from the droid. "What are the points for?" he asked.

As he scanned the room for more Knights, he heard the Dominus speak. Hmm.. he still is here... why can't I sense him? As he took in the man's approval for the group, he saw the new challenge approach. Fire. That's real fire. That's going to actually kill us if we're caught in training, fire. Trying not panic, Cerik scanned the room for an exit, but none could be seen. The three of them were not on the lowest platform, but they weren't on the highest either, they could go up, but that would only delay the inevitable. He ran to the edge of his pillar, and looked down at the fire beginning to rage approximately three stories below. He jumped down onto a platform a single story above the fire. Using the force he attempted one strong push in an attempt to put the fire out much like on would blow out a candle. To his dismay though, the fire only was pushed back temporarily, and still began slowly creeping upwards. Disappointed by the attempt not working, he jumped back up to the Trandoshan and Purple Girl. "Alright, I wasn't able to blow it out, do we have any ideas?"
 
Anastasia's eyes landed on [member="Kurenai Yumi"] for a split second as she entered. There was a fog on her most recent memories but she was sure the monster had interacted with the woman before she had been freed. Is that right? She wondered because as she tried to find those memories in her mind, it wasn't the woman that came to the surface, it was the death. The execution of the pirate. Anastasia mentally shook her head to clear her mind as [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"] spoke to her. He trusted she was staying out of trouble?

A shrug came as a first response. "I don't get into trouble," Anastasia answered quietly. She really didn't. Her biggest trouble came from her mind as she pierced together memories that she hadn't experienced. It was a long process, one she didn't have to endure only when she was sent to uphold her duty as the Executor. It was a calm that stilled her mind, made her focus on the task given. The only time she felt comfortable in her own skin.

Her eyes snapped up at the ceiling light began to flicker and die out, removing the brightness of the room. Her Uncle's voice began to drift further away as he spoke of them being guardians of the Confederacy, keepers of law and order. The ground began to shake beneath her, her hands extending as she sought balance, all while her head began to turn at the brightest, her sensitive eyes trying to keep away from it before she was temporarily blinded by them. It passed though even as the ground continued to tremble beneath.

Cardinal continued speaking of them operating under the cover of darkness. It wasn't wrong but with the blue lights from a moment ago, her Umbaran heritage forced Anastasia to adjust her eyes. Normally, the darkness was their ally but today, it was their enemy. She listened. Calm, she ordered herself and cleared her mind. Her body was still trying to adjust to the ground but her mind began to clear. This was like any mission.

And if it was a mission... the Executor called on her lightsaber, the hilt landing on her hand as she waited. In the calm of her mind, she could see through the darkness. Unnatural slow movements neared from above. Anastasia waited. Clank. Clank. The sounds were there. Her hand rose as she used the Force to expect their actions rather than forcing her eyes to see when they needed time to adjust. Her eyelids closed as she gave into the Force. As the vibroblade appeared in proximity, it's sound obvious, Anastasia ignited her weapon, her lightsaber blocking an attack that came way. In the brightest of the lightsaber and the vibroblade, as her eyes opened for a moment, she could see the shape of the droid before she had closed her eyes again, still trusting the Force as she summoned energy into her hand before she released it onto the droid, sending it flying far from her. She heard it smash against the pillar after a moment.

The incoming sound made her move as a pillar shifted. Anastasia pushed herself up into the air, landing on the pillar. This wasn't over with. Eyes opened, pain in the decreased. A blue hue announced another change, all of the light draining out of the room in the next moment. From the bottom of the pit, a fire erupted, moving like waves between the pillars. Anastasia deactivated her lightsaber as she watched through it move. She was still calm, still as she observed. [member="Cerik Soloman"] spoke up, not being able to blow out the flames and was now wondering what to do next.

She only watched the flames, no verbal response. Fire is light, she thought as she continued to watch, her head tilting as she caught the light of the flames show a shape in the wall. In a moment, Anastasia had observed the pillars leading up to it before she had jumped to the next pillar. "Fire is light," Anastasia repeated her thoughts as she jumped to a third pillar, moving closer to the doors. The question was were they the end or the next task. Either way, there was nothing else of interest here anymore. "Door." It was all she said next as she jumped to another pillar. She was still not at her destination, a couple more kept her from her destination.

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[member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] [member="Alwine Lechner"] [member="Nine Lives"] [member="Qaarssk Roark"] [member="Cezar Alexandrescu"] [member="Erin Tenel"]​
 
Equipment: Wearing, Light Saber

Kurenai continued her short trek towards where the voices echoed, the boys ([member="Cerik Soloman"]) sound being the most noticeable, for the most part, though getting towards its source was proving more difficult then expected. The walls forming an intricate design that felt like a deliberate maze to separate people from the rest of the group, for the moment leaving Kurenai isolated and alone for what ever new threat was to come in place. She was not sure what [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"] had up his sleeves or what this room was capable of, but Kurenai remained on guard, for any more droids or unexpected turn of events.

A sudden jerk in the force alerted her to the presence of a danger, heating danger... FIRE. The red flames jumping from the floor, engulfing the area around her quickly, threatening to put her clothes to light. In that split second, before the orange blade came the air around Kurenai would suddenly cooled down, frost forming on the steel floors and the flames abating in a 1 meter area around the Atrisian. A simple but practical use of alter enviroment and cyrokenisis, something often used for an offensive item now for a defensive. Still it was only a temporary solution, the real challenge now came with regrouping and finding a way to shut the flames away for good.

If Draxton was he the Zabrak would have just ripped the floor up, but it was evident the Dominus wanted the knight to sort things out in a different manner... unless it was just a test to see what methods people used to keep the flames away. Keeping a focus on the force Kurenai slowly made her way towards the sound of [member="Cerik Soloman"] voice, the Jedi knight seeming to be in a spot of trouble with those around. That was until she felt a somewhat familiar presence, that of [member="Anastasia Vi'dreya"] once more, the old like aura inside the woman that wanted to wrench back memories of the past time and time again. She must have missed seeing the dark skinned woman upon entery, but not matter, what's more the knight seemed to be on a lead, or at least have and idea.

Rounding the corner Kurenai's eye sat onto the small group that had already been fathered, the young Jedi boy and a few others meandering around while the Vi'dreya kept up her somewhat strange trip along the pillars. "Well it seems that this is the rendezvous point.... what have I missed"?
 

Sor-Jan Xantha

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The small Anzat had his legs pulled up, so that he was sitting cross-legged.

Hunched over, the boy casually played the HoloBoy Advanced that was in his hands, the random game sounds echoing within the large chamber. The white stick of a lolipop was jutting out of his mouth, casually sucked on as the child's thumbs worked furiously over the controls of the game that he seemed to be absorbed into.

What was he sitting on?

Well, actually, he wasn't. The tow-headed youngling was levitating in mid-air.

A Protection Bubble extended out an arm's reach in any direction, shimmering in an ephemeral energy that seemed to surround him. Droids were crawling over the bubble, piled atop the barrier as they seemed confused about how to get to the small boy who was continuing to play video games even as the droids all hammered away at the bubble.

The acoustics in these bubbles were actually awesome.

No, not the sound of all that banging. The music and effects spewing out from the hologame device in the child's hands.

The fire got his attention. The flash and spark of the lightsaber-ing going on outside the bubble was distracting enough, but the glare cast by that roaring inferno was just going to get annoying.

Continuing to play for a moment, the youngling got to a good save location and then tucked the HoloBoy back into his hoodie. Extending his arms out to the side, the Anzat burst the bubble -- with enough force that the ensemble pile of droids became airborne -- and neatly vaulted over to the pillar where [member="Kurenai Yumi"] and a few others seemed to have gathered at.

Turning around, the boy extended his hand out toward the encroaching flame. A large, telekinetic construct formed of the same, shimmery blue light coalesced into being, pressing back against the advancing flame.

"Hi, guys!" "I miss anything fun?" the boy asked, craning his head back to look up at all these annoying tall people.
 
The Mother of All Psy-Pires
Nine, as she watched the great fires spring up everywhere, starting to creep up the pillars, and out of nowhere [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] startled her, protected by a bubble, playing with some sort of portable gaming device. This, in the midst of everything being on fire, the droids that still hadn't been dispatched also catching fire, kicked Nine's weirdness meter into overdrive.

It was ridiculous, she realized, that the horrible thought eating monstrosity, a creature that had, perhaps, earned her death many times over, was completely creeped out by him. But five centuries of life had done interesting things to her priorities...and her phobias. Five centuries can have amazing effects on a mind that never anticipated living past ninety. Fruit flies, for example, now pissed her off. So did rough paper. Fugue-Nine had had a private addiction to popping those bubble wraps that came in packages sometimes. Even now, Nine was tempted to pop those little things every time she saw them, but refused to because it was beneath her. Sorta. Maybe.

Nine Force-Leapt towards a pillar closer to the wall, then hopped onto the inner wall itself above the flames. She began climbing up the atrium walls, looking and surveying the surface, watching how the flames engulfled the floor, her robes clinging to the surface like her hands and feet. Only in this, a quirk of her particular strain, did she have any ability at telekinesis at all. Crawling like a spider.

She took a circular route around the chamber, looking for the doors she had come in through. Concealed by pillars. Kark. Nine crawled along the walls a little bit more. She tried to look for the source of the fire distribution. It was likely well concealed underneath the floor. She looked and crawled back to the area overlooking the pillars concealing the door.

These pillars were electrically controlled...that meant they could be disrupted.

Nine, unfortunately, had no abilities at the ionic...so what to do?

She thought very hard about it, and then noticed a lone droid vibrosword, close to where Nine had butchered the droids. It was impaled in a lone pillar, just above the flames.

"Well if you're gonna be a horrible thought eating vampire..." Nine muttered under her breath as she crawled along the Atrium wall. "Might as well be a Mad Scientist while you're at it..."

She jumped to the pillar when she was in range. She gripped it with part of her sleeve. The fire was creeping ever higher.

"Come to the HQ, We'll get together, have a few laughs..." she muttered as she used her sword to crack open its hilt and exposed its circuits.

"Let's see if this is still as much of an accident waiting to occur as I remember..." Nine thought out loud as the horrible heat began to make her sweat badly as she rewired the stuff within. She had never used vibroblades. She preferred 'em dead. Sure, lightning could still travel down the blade...but at least the sword wouldn't karking perforate you when the vibrocell within went critical. Nine preferred dead blades.

Thing is, you wire anything wrong enough...you can make it do the wrong thing you want to happen...

Nine had sabotaged the internals, so that the sword would explode soon after it was turned on. A makeshift grenade, in essence.

Nine hopped back on the wall just before the flames could completely consume the pillar. Holding the sabotaged sword in hand, she crawled on the wall with three limbs, and positioned herself to throw the sword at the base of the pillars hiding the door, and blocking it from the others.

She had ten seconds after it turned on. She hoped.

She tossed the sabotaged sword after activating it at the base of the pillars, it sailed, penetrating the floor near the base, and exploding. Sparks issued from the internals from the blasted open surface of the pillars further hit by fire from the other nearby pillar bases, catching fire, as the internal mechanisms were damaged, as well as their power sources, which also detonated. The base of the pillars exploded and one tumbled into another pillar, knocking it down, and the other collapsed through the slot from which it had raised.

But it had the unexpected bonus of killing the fire in at least one part of the room and exposing the door.

"GUYS!" Nine shouted out to the other Knights, "I think I exposed the exit!"

[member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"]

[member="Cezar Alexandrescu"]

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]

[member="Anastasia Vi'dreya"]

@Cerik Solomon

[member="Alwine Lechner"]

[member="Qaarssk Roark"]
 

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