Unimpeded Passage

[Ballen-Ist]

"Taking one's life is an act of survival, don't ever be afraid to do so," the Knight spoke to [member="Aveira Dax"], hoping to sate her curiosity. "Certainly not something to be taken lightly, though necessary in times like these," Ballen-Ist continued, shedding some light on his more personal views. He was a Sith by all means, though he tried to cut back on the needless slaughtering of those under his own command. "I can teach you everything I know, and have you taught in that which I don't know," Which, was basically just marksmanship skills when it came to combat.

Ballen-Ist could easily teach her how to perform with blades and martial arts, if she were willing. There were always covert tactics to be employed as well, if she found the life of an agent was more suitable. Still holding the Zeltron by the waist, Ballen-Ist would conclude, "There is no rush, of course."

 

[Aveira Dax]

Aveira took all this in. It made sense yet seemed so foreign all at once somehow. The natural logic of defending ones self, even to the point of taking an opponent's life made sense, as it should. Still, her brainwashing that had made her into the subservient sort since a younger age also countered this.

"I will do my best. it does sound interesting." she said slowly.

[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

"Good, that is all that is required," Ballen-Ist spoke, still looking down in to [member="Aveira Dax"]'s eyes. He could sense the mental conflict within her, though felt that he would see progress soon enough. He would force it, if need be. Suddenly, an alarm would begin to blare throughout the Interceptor, a flashing red light interrupting the duo's moment. Groaning in annoyance, the young man would call out loudly, "What is happening?" A response from the cockpit was heard over one of the speakers, an officer's voice sounding out, "The hyperspace lane is blocked, my Lord. Sensors detect a large freighter dead ahead."

The Fury class interceptor would come to a halt, returning to real space and revealing a large vessel that was approaching. It was of Hutt design, and probably carried pirates of some sort. The alarm would shut off, and Ballen-Ist would return to a hushed tone, speaking to the Zeltron, "Looks like we'll have to save the fun for later," before slipping his arm away from her waist, and heading for the chamber exit. "Come with me." He spoke, heading towards the airlock.

 

[Aveira Dax]

Aveira looked towards the direction of the. Omm speaker as the voice reported. After, she gave a quick nod and followed the Sith


[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

"This should be over quickly," Ballen-Ist spoke aloud, stopping at the airlocks door as it began to open. The freighter that had appeared was a Class IV bulk freighter, a rather old but decently sized ship. It continued to creep forward, until it completely docked with the Sith's interceptor. There was a gun rack nearby, and Ballen-Ist would point to it while looking at [member="Aveira Dax"].

"Grab one of those blasters." He spoke, stepping into the airlock chamber and standing still. "We're in neutral territory right now, so these are probably raiders. Ready?" the Sith asked, hoping she was prepared for a bit of action. It wouldn't last long, if everything went as planned.

 

[Aveira Dax]

Aveira blinked a bit surprised by all that was going on. A fight? Her? She questioned silently in her mind. Nevertheless, she reached out and took up a E-11 blaster rifle and prepared herself nervously as she waited for [member="Ballen-Ist"] . The Zeltron's heart raced as she tried to call herself from the thought of armed men entering and shooting her.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

[member="Aveira Dax"] was nervous, no doubt. He wondered how she would be able to handle herself in combat. The metallic, airtight sealed door would slide open, revealing a short tunnel that led further into the freighter. There was no one in sight to be found, the old ship being dimly lit in an ominous fashion. The Sith wondered what was going on, even though he had theorized something already. Whoever was on board probably realized their ship wouldn't last against the Interceptor, and instead wanted to board and take it over.

Suddenly, someone peaked around the corner, not wearing any discernible faction armor. Mercenaries, then. The man would aim a blaster pistol towards them, firing through the boarding tunnel multiple times. The dark metallic hilt of Ballen-Ist lightsaber would fly into his hand via telekinesis, waving through the air in a controlled but quick manner, batting the blaster bolts away. This was Aveira's chance to take action, if she could.

 

[Aveira Dax]

The sound of the blaster rifle falling onto the ground behind [member="Ballen-Ist"] was heard as it strikes the metallic deck places. The Zeltron's screamed out of fear even though she wasn't struck, and ducks curling up in a ccouch position as if making herself a smaller target.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

With an angled stab of his saber, the Knight would redirect a single bolt back at the mercenary that had engaged, striking his blaster pistol and causing it to fly from his hand. He then drew a vibro-sword, charging forward with the blade held high. Not bothering to engage directly, Ballen-Ist would wave his hand through the air, reaching out with the force and gathering a mass of telekinetic energy.

It struck his foe, and sent him crashing forcefully into the tunnel walls. He was not unconscious, but temporarily dazed, and so the Red Sith decided to venture forth, sucking his teeth as he looked at [member="Aveira Dax"]. It was to be expected, but still disappointing. "Kill him." The Sith ordered, as he continued to venture into the freighter.

 

[Aveira Dax]

Sobing, Aveira flinched almost out of reflex as if she expected him to lash out due to her failure. She srabled for the blaster rifle and picked it up. I'm a clumsy manner, she took aim and fire onto the mercenary causing him to scream into his death. Killing seemed to be less hard than dealing with the nerve of combat for Aveia.


[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

The blaster fire from [member="Aveira Dax"]'s weapon rang out, putting an end to the mercenary's life. This was good, at least she was capable of such a simple task. Though, her nervousness was obvious, for she appeared extremely frightened. Ballen-Ist would sigh, stopping momentarily in order to let the Zeltron catch up.

"You must control your breathing, and clear your mind. I know this may be frightening, but know that there is no danger as long as you are nearby me and willing to act." The Knight explained, attempting to put some of her fears to rest. "There will be more, so we must be ready."

 

[Aveira Dax]

"I..I am sorry.". She offered again then readies the rifle while continuing next to @Ballen-Ist. A small swallow was given as she attmepts to calm her nerves while looking about as they entered in further.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Crates and barrels of supplies were scattered around the rooms and corridors the duo travelled through, making Ballen-Ist wonder how long these pirates had been planning to ambush someone. [member="Aveira Dax"] was still with him, though barely keeping it together. The Knight would sigh quietly, wondering how to force natural aggression from the woman. She was a Zeltron after all, it wasn't out of the question but simply not their nature. A door ahead would slide open, and a larger group of mercenaries would rush in, taking positions as their leader calmly advanced. The Zabrak was tall and heavily armoured, carrying a heavy blaster rifle in his arms as he walked.

"There is a massive bounty out for Sith operatives, y'know," the pirate spoke, chuckling to his mates as he turned to glance at them. "I think it's one million for ya' head. Say goodbye." The mercenary leader than lifted his rifle, and unleashing a powerful blast of energy towards the duo. The Red Sith would move with great speed, the force aiding him as he attempted to pull Aveira down into cover, behind a pile of crates. "Distract them with some fire, and I will advance." the Knight spoke.

 

[Aveira Dax]

Aveira screams as she slams into the deck plates behind a crate, but not hard enough to harm her..just shock once again. Aveira leans the blaster over the crate and begins to fire madly in a blind-fire fashion towards the pirates with one arm. Thankfully, the E-11 produced no kick back and allowed the smaller lithe frame Zeltron to do so.

[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist wasn't surprised by [member="Aveira Dax"]'s scream, as such a situation would shock anyone. What made him surprised however was the rapid fire she began unleashing, causing a thin smile to stretch across the Sith's lips. It was a start, and all he needed to advance on the enemies. Their fire began to let up, as two of the five hid behind their cover, leaving another two and the leader to scramble for their own safety. Rolling out from behind the crates, Ballen-Ist would push off of the ground, jumping high into the air and landing in the thick of the mercenaries. A powerful wave of force energy would be released from the Knight's center, reaching out and slamming all of the enemies violently to the ground.

Most of the them were out of the battle, except the leader, who had landed nearby the cover Aveira had taken. Having dropped his gun, the man would draw his vibro-sword, lunging at Ballen as he advanced. Flicking his crimson coloured saber upwards, the Sith would deflect the blow, back pedalling from the strength of it. The Zabrak was enhanced by cybernetics, making his movements superior to the average combatant. The two would begin to engage in vicious sword play, the mercenaries exposed back to Aveira.

 

[Aveira Dax]

Fear began to subside for a bit as she peeks her eyes over the edge of the crate as the Sith Knight jumped from mercenary to mercenary striking with his red saber. A small smile that grew in crooked devilish manner. She might be a horrible fighter now, the violence and the slaughter that the Pure Blood unleashed excited her.

Aveira would duck again as she sees the Zabrak advance towards her then flinches while falling backwards, catching herself with the palms of her hands flat onto the deck plates as [member="Ballen-Ist"] caught the cyber enhanced Zabrak's blade. Seconds passed faster than she could believe and waited until noticing the mercenary's back exposed. She scrammed on all fours for the blaster rifle and snatches it up before rolling onto her back and took careful aim, firing and striking the alien not in the back, but the base of his neck.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist's saber would swing forward, meeting the Zabrak's sword in a brutal struggle of strength. Sparks would fly in all direction, as a nearly blinding light emitted from their connected weapons. The Knight had figured that this would be an easy task, and so he had not yet called upon the dark side to empower his might in combat. The mercenary leader would get the temporary edge, pushing Ballen-Ist backwards slightly with his brute cybernetic force. The Sith was by no means weak, but he couldn't compare with a cyborg without using the force.

He wouldn't have to though, for the sound of blaster fire rang out, a trail of smoke rising from the back of the Zabrak's head as he collapsed to the ground, dead. The glow of Ballen's crimson saber would deactivate as he placed it on his belt, calmly walking over to [member="Aveira Dax"] who was obviously a bit excited. "You've done well, Aveira. Did you enjoy the show?" He questioned teasingly, looking around the empty freighter. "I've had enough of this place, shall we return?" The Knight continued to say, as he headed towards the airlock once more.

 

[Aveira Dax]

Aveira didn’t say a peep just remained there, albeit with the blaster now pointed at @Ballen-Ist although it wasn’t intentional, she was frozen in place and the Sith had walked towards her putting himself in aim then left for the air lock. “uhh…mmm…ye..yes Master.” She managed to force out of her mouth as her body trembling from excitement gained enough composure to stand up slowly and follow behind him quickly.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist would chuckle lightly at [member="Aveira Dax"]'s stunned behaviour as he passed, walking briskly down the freighter corridors in order to return to the airlock. "You may act however you like around me, but you needed to be reminded of how this galaxy truly is," the Sith spoke, aware of the tendencies ingrained into her most likely by her years as a slave. The dark side had a way of fuelling one's anger, and Ballen-Ist intended to use this to his advantage. Zeltrons possessed empathetic mental capabilities, and so he figured it would be possible to link and influence her emotions.

If he needed to. Arriving at the airlock, the Red Sith would walk across the tunnel, breathing a sigh of relief as he stepped back on board his interceptor. "If you need to, take a breather then seek me out," Ballen said calmly, as he headed back to his private chambers where he had been earlier. Stepping into the dimly lit room, the Sith would wait for Aveira, questioning her once she was present. "How do you feel?"

 

[Aveira Dax]

Aveira felt better by the second as they walked. She carefully listen as he directed her but would follow him into his private quarters ready for whatever he had planned for next. "I feel fine. Better now. It was...frightening but all the violence and the smell of...it was alluring." The Zeltron spoke in a broken manner as if pasting the words and expressions together as she spoke before [member="Ballen-Ist"] , often in the manner when someone had just come out of shock and was attempting to make sense of it all.

Aveira would take a few steps closer to [member="Ballen-Ist"] . Hesitantly, the Zeltron would reach out and place her soft warm hands on the sides of his mask (if he was wearing it) and removes it slowly if the Sith Knight allowed it. Once it was off (Or if it was already), the Zeltron would smile slowly while the aqua blue and green eyes scanned over the Sith's rigged blood red face that looked a bit demonic. "You are truly amazing.." Aveira's hands would slide along the sides of his face while the black painted finger nails traced around the ridges of it's frame. "A superior beautiful race, you are Master [member="Ballen-Ist"] ."