Water Cooler Conversation (Liena, Closed)

[Triko]

Screams filled Triko's ears.

From all sides people were fleeing, shrieking wildly; the entire office was a dull grey, but now it was blood red. With every footstep he took, the people quaked, ducking for cover in cubicles and hiding under desks. Papers flew through the air, drifting past him like icy white doves. Another shot. More doves shot across the office. The red grew stronger.
Triko stopped, standing still in the far corner of the office as he gazed deep into the blazing red.
The last of the people fled, their shrieks fading away.
More shots.
In each hand was a blaster, searing fire roaring from pair of durasteel tips. In each hand was power.
Power over any man, beast or machine.

Triko did not stop firing; he watched as the walls bled deep red and the glass fell away around him, waiting to be stopped.

@[member="Leina Snowfire"]

 

[Leina Snowfire]

@[member="Triko"]

Leina heard the commotion as the small jedi moved and stood with the wisties flutteringaround her head. They were all screaming and lour as she listened and stopped one of them. "Excuse me, what is happening?" "He's a monster a madman he is going to kill us all run from Godzilla." Her face was a frown at the sight of that and moved forward while she took out her saber and the golden hilt with engraved rainbows, unicorns and flowers was a weight in her hand. The sound of shots came while she moved more and more into the building and prepared to defend herself.

 

[Triko]

The silence was setting in.
Two trails of jet black smoke rose from his blasters, clouding around his shoulders and turning him into a hazy black phantom as he glanced about the room, drinking in the last of the red as it faded away, leaving him back in the remains of the office, grey as it was. He paced around slowly, his gloved hands clutching the onyx grips of pistols with fierce tightness, yellow eyes analyzing each crack and smear upon the blank, featureless walls that surrounded him.

Shiny rancor-leather boots clicked and clacked upon the hard floor as he walked back and forth, the sound drilling into his mind, a thunderous war drum that left his thoughts in ruins.
"Come!" He roared as loudly as he could manage, spitting out each individual letter impatiently.

"Triko no like waiting!"

@[member="Leina Snowfire"]

 

[Leina Snowfire]

@[member="Triko"]

Leina kept moving forward and then she heard the voice and spoke coming into view. Her blade not activating but she had a shii-cho stance. She was a master of form zero compared to most but someone this violent could be a problem. She smile though same out showing her teeth and genuine interest while she spoke. "Ah please mister, why are you doing this? Can you please stop and calm down I am sure we can find a solution."

 

[Triko]

The words pooled around Triko, as swift and fickle as a rushing river, sweeping past him in an instant. He took no notice of their intent, for he could not hear the words, only their sound.
Once more the world was filled with dark, pulsing colour that blinded Triko. No longer was it the bloody red that smeared the walls, but the immense purple of confusion, misguided blindness that only made the jawa angrier.
With a low grunt he span around to face the source of the sound, a sweeping cloud of spice floating around him as it slid off his poncho; golden eyes shot about wildly as he searched, the smoke darkening with the purple blindness, leaving him in an abyss of slowly shifting colour that confused Triko, angered him.

"Who speaking!?" He snarled. "Triko want to know who speaking!"

With that, he fired another shot, followed by a low rumble and another quiet yelp.
Triko was blind and furious, blind for the deep purple.
The purple haze, all in his eyes.

@[member="Leina Snowfire"]

 

[Leina Snowfire]

Leina moved letting the force flow through her as she went to the side and sidee there for a moment. Her fingers gliding over the hilt but not activating it but being ready to. There wasn't a need to yet as she sped into the room and offered a smile. "Please stop shooting the more you fire the more ammo your going to waste and power cells are expensive. That money could be used to help out the Jawa's in hutt sweat shops eat for a day instead of on weapons."

@[member="Triko"]

 

[Triko]

"Who speaking!?"

His voice was a hoarse, feral roar; with each wild turn of his head, more spice gathered in thick clouds around his shoulders, his glowing eyes barely visible through the swirling white.

"Who speaking!?"

With that he fired another shot, this time at the ceiling; in an instant a low rumble sounded, followed by a thunderous clangour of concrete, durasteel supports and broken cables.

"Who speaking!?"

After that, there was a brief silence as the jawa stomped back and forth, head snapping left and right as he looked impatiently into the purple mists.

@[member="Leina Snowfire"]

 

[Leina Snowfire]

@[member="Triko"]

Leina looked at the Jawa and reached out with the force while she spoke. "I am, I am right here and you need to please put the guns down. We can talk about this, all liing things have a heart and I can reach you. Whatever has happened please I can help you." She kept a look on her face and moved forward a little more. "It's okay little guy you don't want to hurt anyone."

 

[Triko]

"Triko want names!" He hissed, backing off towards the far corner of the office.

More shots; this time they hit the windows, spraying molten glass in all directions. As he walked, tables and chairs collapsed, his stubby legs stumbling over each one. The purple only grew deeper, a tempestuous swirl that was slowly turning jet black.

"Names!"

@[member="Leina Snowfire"]

 

[Leina Snowfire]

"I am Leina and what is your name?" She moved a little closer but still remained ready to be on guard as little else could be done. Eventually his guns would have to run out of ammo and thankfully there was no one else here."

 

[Triko]

"Leina. Who Leina work for?" He hissed, clutching his blasters tighter. Not a single shot was fired, but nonetheless the jawa kept holding his guns out, aiming into the darkness of the purple mist.

"Why Leina here!?"

 

[Leina Snowfire]

@[member="Triko"]

"I'm here because your shooting blasters and I am in the jedi order. Please relax and just calm down we can see what is bothering you."

 

[Triko]

The purple vanished in an instant.

Cold, icy clarity swept across Triko, the entire world a vast lake of clear crystal. In an instant he was moving, slicing across the room with alarming speed. Both blasters fired, a hail or blazing red fire spraying out towards what the jawa now realized was a Twi'lek. It was unimportant- the blaster bolts would cut through flesh, steel and glass all the same. He didn't stop moving; with every swift step forwards he fired another shot from the rifle, burning his hands as the black durasteel became a searing pink inferno in his hands.

The Twi'lek -Liena- would have to move fast to avoid certain disintegration, obliteration and horribly nasty death.

@[member="Leina Snowfire"]

 

[Leina Snowfire]

@[member="Triko"]

Leina watched and then was moving as the blade came to life in a snap hiss of multi colored light. The blade shifting and sparkling where the containment failed. The shots coming as her as her palm rested on the bottom of the hilt and she moved twisting her blade to match the shots that were coming. Deflecting away into the walls but more important away from the jawa as she spoke more moving back. "Please stop, your going to hurt someone and that wouldn't be a good thing." Her eyes continued to watch in the force as time seemed to slow down letting brief minute moments come a fraction of a second here or there. Her footwork taking her around the room with guided grace until she reflected two shots to try and singe Triko's knuckles.

 

[Triko]

Two shots came back at him.

Without a second thought, Triko flew forwards, clattering into the ground for a clumsy roll that sent him just under the glowing red bolts. As he hit the floor, he extended both arms before him, aiming his blasters for the feet and head of the Twi'lek- the red alien's saber wasn't long enough to deflect both.

The moment he fired, he began to scramble backwards to his feet, firing a few more stray shots, if only for distraction, as he did so.

@[member="Leina Snowfire"]

 

[Leina Snowfire]

@[member="Triko"]

Leina moved back and up, her head more important to defend while her knees tucked in towards her chest and the saber deflected the shot. The lower one sailing under her butt and boots before she came down for a moment and crouched lower. Protecting her center of mass and providing less of a target. Her lungs filling with air as she used mimicry to copy the sounds from Fluffy junior on Tattooine to roar like a canyon krayt dragon to try and disorient.

 

[Triko]

Triko rushed into the dragon roar, losing his balance momentarily as he sped towards the jedi but nonetheless regaining his footing before he fell over. Somewhat dazed and confused, he looked back up to the Twi'lek, still speeding forwards, his unblinking golden eyes staring into hers.

"Utini."

With that, he leapt forwards, soaring for 'Leina' with his furious battle cry fueling his charge, the lightsaber that awaited him not having even crossed his mind.

@[member="Leina Snowfire"]

 

[Leina Snowfire]

@[member="Triko"]

Leina looked at the charging jawa and locked her eyes with him as he lept. Her fingers delicately and expertly twisting the power adjustment knob while she moved down a little lower then upwards Low power like a training saber to bat him away but not slice through as she tried for shiim contact burn to incapacitate the jawa. "Please stand down."

 

[Triko]

In a great flash, the saber hit Triko. For a moment he expected to see a limb fall past, a burning pain running across his body- but there was none of this. Instead the blade simply crashed into him, searing flesh and cloth alike but removing nothing, as far as he could tell. He hoped he wasn't missing anything important.

The force of the blade knocked Triko to the the side- nonetheless he reached out with one arm as he fell, grasping for the bare shoulder of the Twi'lek with his clawed fingers.

@[member="Leina Snowfire"]

 

[Leina Snowfire]

Leina squealed as she felt it, clawed fingers running into her shoulder and a searing hot level of pain before she moved and pushed with the force. Letting her saber keep swinging around more like a bat to get Triko off of her. She continued to speak though looking at him and feeling the warm rivulets running down her body. "Please stop and stand down I don't want to hurt you."