Public When the Cards All Fold (Kaeshana/Invite)

[Ordo]

[member="Arla Balor"] [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] [member="Hevana Martin"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Verz Horak"] [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] [member="Coryth Elaris"]

Ordo's bowcaster fell by the wayside. The weapon was a wonderful tool but it was just too slow under the circumstances. He pulled his beskad and ryyk blade. The weapons were heavy for most but for the big Mando they were no more than what a lightsaber was to most Jedi. He advanced at the pressing horde his battle cry heard even over the coursing lightning and the streams of blaster fire. Right then left right them left Ordo hacked at droids and mercenaries alike. The sounds of dying Man and Machine melded into a overture of sound that was battle. Glory honor and thought were all lost to the man as the only thing that became a concern was the next breath, the next swing, the next enemy. Hard eyes caught movement and heavy hands reacted in practiced movements governed more by training and experience than thought. Ordo was a threshing sledge among chaff as the gas began to pour into the room. He heard the warning cry for the gas but worried little for himself his filters were strong enough to keep out the hard vacuum of space surely this Sith needed to learn who he was dealing with before he wasted resources. However, he didn't hear the warning about the roof collapsing. The thick duracrete cracked and broke. Ordo looked up to see tons of ceiling rushing down to meet him and he drew on the force.

CAAARAAAAAASHHHHHH!

The ceiling collapsed as well as several portions of wall. The dust from the destruction filled the area and the gas was blown across the ground in all directions as a result of the hastily displaced air. Beneath the debris Ordo rested on hands and knees. His weapons still gripped tightly. Slowly the needed amounts of force energies began feeding his body with strength and the Field Marshall began to push. A heaving was seen among the debris as slowly pieces of the ceiling and walls were pushed aside and fall away. From the wreckage the beskar clad Farmer stood and shook dust from his black armour and helmet. He looked back at Siobhan briefly and shook his head.

"Cute....Lets get that poison and kill a Sith." He said as he turned to walk out of the wreckage, "the construction here is shoddy."

 

[HK-36]

[member="Coryth Elaris"], [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"], [member="Verz Horak"], [member="Ordo"], [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"], [member="Hevana Martin"], [member="Arla Balor"]
"I am on it!"
The droid called out to Siobhan as gas started to roll in, the sentient machine tumbled towards Coryth, standing up he deflected a stray barrage of bolts shot at him from droidekas, his lightsaber moving smoothly through the air in sequenced positions.
HK took out a breather from one of his pouches, thankfully he carried a few spare ones around just in case,
"Here, Cory, put this one,"
He said, stretching the elastic of the smaller mask in order to secure it about the Short Stack of Fire's mouth, save her from the effects of gas.

He would look back to others as they handled the droideka and organic soldiers before turning his attention back to Coryth,
"I did not get a chance to read from the droid's programming yet, what with saving your butt and all."
He reached to teasingly pinch Cory's cheek in his metal fingers, softly, however, as to not hurt her,
"Give me a second, get under cover."
The droid added as he side-stepped behind a metal beam, with a gently tug he motioned for Cory to join him as he took from his pouch the droid brain he recovered from one of the robotic soldiers of the Sith.

Taking out a datapad as well, he connected the two together, booting up the memory unit. He begun to decipher its contents, using his knowledge of the internal workings of a droid brain, and the way programmings were formed, to recover the data the droid brain contained.
After a short while he opened up a file on his datapad, nodding as he unplugged the droid brain.
"Alright, I got the map,"
He showed the pad to Coryth, the blueprints of the facility being displayed on it.

"Where to, Red Leader?"
He quipped

 

[Coryth Elaris]

[member="Ordo"] [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] [member="Hevana Martin"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Verz Horak"] [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

"Quick, painful, patch it Hevana." She managed but being on the floor the gases floating up to the unarmored Jedi were taking effect slowly. Trying her hardest, she tried to slow her breathing, trying hard not to get more of the painful substance in her lungs. Still, she had to breathe at some point, and the next breath came with a sharp cough, her body resisting the toxin that so heavily hung in the air.

The Sith's intended target had been not been those wearing full body armor, but the weakened Jedi who worn nothing but plain clothes, nothing fancy, as she always had. He'd expected it of her, and the gas solely meant for the little redhead wounded on the floor, saber unlit as others took to the defense, and Hevana who soon enough would have her patched up.

HK's actions were quick, annoying the Sith who was watching from his relative safety deep in the bowels of the facility, upon the security feeds. His only hope that enough of the alchemy developed gas had reached her lungs. It didn't need to be much, not at all with her in no state to put up much resistance. It only mattered if it was enough, otherwise another tactic would have to be employed.

Coryth followed HK, with a heavy limp to behind the pillar, a wave to Hevana to join her there. At least she could look at the map, and allow for her wound to be patched there in a somewhat safe area. Her eyes scanning it as all mayhem broke out around them, hearing the ripping of metal as the ceiling was torn down crushing many victims and droids beneath it. Coryth winced harshly feeling the deaths, each one tearing into her, right down to her core, unable to block it out at all anymore. Her mind growing weaker quite obviously, no longer able to keep any bit of her empathic guards up. She now feeling everything of every last soul around her. That alone making her wish to shatter into a million pieces. Every last death of a being hurt more than she could express, making the task at hand all the more difficult. The resolve she held, slowly fading with so much pressed into her mind, so many voices as they faded from existence. Her control was further slipping from her. She blinked a few times, dizzy, her vision slightly blurred as she tried to focus on the map.

"D-d-down this hall ... pass two, no .. no three more passages then .. right. S-should be stairs there t-to, to the lower levels." Harder and harder for her to think clearly. Perhaps she'd breathed in more of the gas than she thought. Thankfully for now there seemed a lull in the combat as the last of the droids and beings fell to the group surrounding her. All of them playing the parts she so desperately needed of them.

"Hevana, please... fix it fast." She reminded of her hip, sounding much weaker than she had the entire journey.

 

[Hevana Martin]

"Fast it is," Hevana said. Then she pulled her shoto from her belt and activated it. With care she brought it to Coryth's leg, and then barely pressed the blade against the skin for a single moment before pulling away and shutting it off. The effect was instantly cauterizing the wound, and leaving a nasty-not to mention painful-burn where the wound had been. Nothing that could not be fixed later at least.

"Just so we're clear," Hevana said to the redhead as she stood, "when we're done here I'm gluing your armor to you. Wasn't easy getting it in the first place, just to have you leave it at home!"

The words were not as harsh as they could be, rather they were joking with an underscore of worry. Deciding to forego any more large explosions as they went deeper into the corridors (for now anyway) she compressed her missile launcher and remounted it on her back. For now her repeater rested in one hand and her shoto lightsaber in the other.

"I'll go ahead," Hevana stated. She was a scout after all, heavy weapons and close combat skills aside. Crouching down slightly, she moved forward at a surprisingly quick pace. She followed Coryth's directions, until she reached the third corridor where a half squad of mercenaries attempted to jump out at her. Even as the first left cover, her shoto entered his chest killing him instantly.

Ducking down she let the body roll over her armor, the shoto cutting itself free as he fell. In the same motion she swept the glowing blade to cut the next merc off at the knees while bringing the light repeater up to blast a third in the face. The fourth fired wildly, but his shots only hit the first merc's body and the ground around her. His shots were silenced when she flung the lightsaber, the hilt thudding against his forehead as the blade sunk through his brain.

Finishing her roll under the body she produced a vibroknife and shoved it through the throat of the man screaming and holding the stumps of his legs. Without bothering to survey the damage she grabbed her shoto saber and moved to the stairs. They appeared clear, but she was certain they were meant to be. Huddling down, barely watching around the corner down the staircase, she tapped her comlink mic with her tongue in a signal that Siobhan would recognize as an all clear.

There she waited for them to arrive, before nodding down. "Probably a group waiting for us at the bottom. Sio, I'm going to dive down the stairs and get a look. The moment I hit the stairs pull me back up fast as you can. With luck I'll get a glance without getting my head blown off, and a glance is all I need."

[member="Ordo"] [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] [member="Coryth Elaris"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Verz Horak"] [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Hevana Martin"], [member="Coryth Elaris"], [member="HK-36"], [member="Verz Horak"], [member="Ordo"], [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]


"Sure, go ahead. I'll be right behind," Siobhan responded to Hevana as she moved up to the stairs after the scout trooper had efficiently dispatched the squad ahead of them. Under other, less grim circumstances the sight would have turned Siobhan on, but she was not in a joyful mood and so no lame quips or 'witty innuendo' escaped her lips. Behind them there was pure mayhem and carnage, the wrecked corridors littered with corpses, debris and the wreckage of droids along with that portion of the ceiling she had torn asunder and brought to collapse.


The stench of death was in the air and it seemed to becoming more palpable as they ventured further. The thick, foul-smelling gas unleashed by the Sith lord still clogged the air and Siobhan was grateful that she had started wearing a helmet. Getting possessed by an ancient Sith spirit had been bad enough.

 

[Coryth Elaris]

[member="Ordo"] [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] [member="Hevana Martin"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Verz Horak"] [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

Coryth glanced up as she saw Hevana draw the shoto from her belt, eyes widening for a moment knowing what she was about to do. "N-not what I h-had in mind!" But there was little time to do anything to stop Hevana, and it had to be done. Coryth knew that. On the floor, it was all she could do to keep still, as she screamed out in that single moment, the smell of fresh burned tissue and blood wafted up, somehow smelled even through her mask, or perhaps she just knew the scent well enough to just be imagining it.

The words, with so much worry, filled in them Coryth felt terrible for having left the armor behind, but she hadn't made the plan to race off to a battleground when all this began. Just on the streets, on what should have been a normal day. So far from home, and with no ship of her own, it was bulky and cumbersome for the small Jedi to carry her armor with her all the time but she knew Hevana meant well.

For the time being, she let Hevana scout on ahead. Still needing a moment's rest herself, the pain so sharp, still burning in her hip. So much pain for what Coryth knew to be a relatively minor injury in the scope of things. Her eyes closed, resting while Hevana left the group, a moment the little redhead desperately needed. Nearly nodding off, Coryth slowly opened her eyes, and looked to those around her. Her vision more blurred than it had been in the past few minutes. A quick shake of her head, reaching to rub at her eyes after, doing all she could to clear it but it only seemed to worsen matters.

Taking in a deep breath through her mask, Coryth could feel a slight burning within her lungs. Everything around her seemed so odd, so strange, her brain not following a logical path any longer. Her mind screaming at her that nothing at all was right and everything in the world was wrong. Oddly enough there was no longer a sensation of pain anywhere and perhaps that should have been the biggest clue to the redhead that things were beyond off. Beyond wrong. She'd been in pain the whole journey. For it's sudden absence should not have happened, should have been noticed. Especially between the still fresh burn, and the darkness spreading within her flesh. With all being off, Coryth was no longer guarding against that spreading evil allowing it to move more freely within her.

The change wouldn't be noticeable to anyone around her really as she still seemed to be resting for a moment. Perhaps possibly sensed through the force if one was looking. Though that very doubtful. The others busy, watching, reloading, the usual in the lull still a bit spread out. Bowing her head down, she drew up her knees slowly to lay her head upon them feeling something twisting within, suggestions quietly whispering to her. With all guards down, just about anyone or anything could have free reign of her mind if they knew what to do and how. Whatever in the gas had been made with specific intentions to use upon her, ripping apart her remaining control of her mind. Now a puppet for the cause.

Leaning up and opening her eyes, everything in the hall seemed to shift within her vision, what she was seeing was not of her making. The small amount of toxin she did inhale, creating the scene for her with a little help from her favorite Sith. Instead of a group of friends, she found herself surrounded by enemies, slowly approaching. Everything spoken to her, told of the dangers, the force even seemed to scream out to her.

There was no pushing back the voice in her mind as it spoke. Flee, flee now. They are the enemy! Go! Go now! The urging could not be resisted as the redhead felt nothing but boxed in and alone, surrounded by those who would kill her. Convinced completely, and absolutely utterly deceived by her own eyes and mind there was little to do but follow the train of thought, even if it was not her own.
For a brief moment, Coryth seemed lucid as she surveyed the scene around her. But within seconds that was all about to change. In half a heartbeat, Coryth was off the floor, seemingly in no pain whatsoever. She snatched up her her saber as she darted backwards, igniting it before she lifted a hand and sent a powerful telekinetic wave towards the entire group in the hall with her. Then bolted from her position, and down the nearest hallway on the right.

As she raced forward to evade what she thought were her attackers, she surprisingly enough triggered not a single trap. The turrets above in the hall remained still, and silent, even droids that she darted beyond remained motionless. This all seeming to be part of the Sith's plans. But for now, Coryth was alone, weakened and quite vulnerable. Nothing she saw was as it truly appeared to be, which only made it all the more dangerous for everyone involved. If the team gave chase to the wayward, confused and frightened Jedi, they would find themselves setting off the traps that somehow the tiny redhead seemed to avoid completely. Something clearly amiss here.

 

[Hevana Martin]

Just as she was about to jump down the stairs Hevana heard lots of noise coming from where she had left Coryth. Turning around she saw the redhead take off leaving chaos in her wake, and then two things happened at the same time. Hevana said a word not suitable for polite company, and she took off as quickly as her legs would carry her after Coryth. Luckily, that was pretty fast.

Part of the soldier's mind recognized that something was wrong in that Coryth had not set off a single trap when everywhere else something was waiting. That awareness allowed her to react when she set off those traps instead. The floor attempted to give out under her feet, but she managed to launch herself to safety as it did. As she kept running another turret dropped from the ceiling just ahead and droids charged through openings on both sides of the hall.

Jumping up and forward she cause the sides of the turret as it tried to track her. Swinging on it one handed she cut it from the ceiling with her saber, the momentum of her swing carrying her over the droids even as the turret fell into them. Without turning more than a little she tossed an EMP grenades into the massed droids as she sprinted forward.

Another door opened and Hevana pulled her light repeater up spraying at it as more mercenaries or whatever they were tried to pass. With the repeater keeping them in place she clipped the shoto saber to her belt and pulled another grenade from her belt and tossed it into the door. The grenade went off, its incendiary charge engulfing the enemy in fire.

Having yet to stop, Hevana was slowly gaining ground on the Jedi, but the question was would she catch up quickly enough? "Coryth!" she called clearly not out of breath yet. "Stop!"

[member="Ordo"] [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] [member="Coryth Elaris"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Verz Horak"] [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Verz Horak]

[member="Hevana Martin"] [member="Coryth Elaris"] [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] @HK-36 @Ordo [member="Arla Balor"]

As the group had advanced and encountered the gas, Verz's armor had automatically engaged the anti-toxin filters, protecting him from the gas's effects. He actually didn't notice anything until Coryth started wigging out. The motion tracker alerted him to her flight, and he turned to look. Why was she running? She looked panicked. He saw Hevana run after Cory, so he decided to follow and help. Sio and the others could take care of the mercs and cannons. He ran off in pursuit of the redhead and Hevana. As he ran, he put down a few droids that survived the EMP burst, dodging blaster fire when he could and taking the brunt of it when he could. He was slower than both the Jedi and fellow soldier, but what he lacked in speed had made up for in endurance. He kept a steady speed, wishing that the corridors weren't so twisty and turny so he could use his jetpack.

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

The Jedi Master would emerge from the fighting as he put on the air mask he'd been carrying for emergency situations. He would watch the situation unfold as Coryth would scream and attack the group around her.

Something was wrong.

First, Hevana would start disarming the traps as she went after Coryth. Josh would smartly allow that to be done before taking off at a run after her and Coryth. He had used that time to conserve his energy and gain back his breath after the time spent mercilessly cutting down mercenaries and droids.

"Coryth!" he called out to [member="Coryth Elaris"] as he quickly caught up to [member="Hevana Martin"]. It was obvious Coryth was under something... "Remember what I told you! Fight it! Fight back against whatevers taking you!" he pleaded to his friend. He had vowed to help her... And he would stop at nothing to make sure she saw this through.

 

[HK-36]

[member="Coryth Elaris"], [member="Hevana Martin"], [member="Ordo"], [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"], [member="Verz Horak"], [member="Arla Balor"]

"It will be alright."
HK cooed to Cory in a soothing voice, trying to calm her as she gave out a scream when Hevana catheterized her wound with her lighsaber shoto. He allowed Hevana do her thing, he trusted in her abilities. While Coryth rested on the ground, HK stayed by her, close as her guard, but his attention was turned else where.

Cory may have been nearby but this was still a battlefield, and the droid kept his watch in case a stray bolt or enemy would start to make their way towards their Short Stack of Fire, he would be ready to shield her, bat the evil away from her.

But he could do little to stop the evil spreading inside of her, he was not a Force User, no Jedi capable of Greater Good Presence, the best he could was emanate light aura through his white lightsaber-relic, imbued with the Light Side of the Force, but that did not seemed enough to ward Coryth against evil's spread.

That said, as Cory began to wiggle away, it caught HK's attention,
"Cory? Cory!"
He called out after his, in quick, short movements he grabbed one of the DUST balls that hanged off of his belt, he gave the gadget to others gathered, but it seemed they have forgotten or did not think to use it right now. Thankfully, he was a very fast machine, and close enough to Cory.

He would flick the ball of DUST at the Redhead's back, it should hit her easily before she ran off, not something that would do any damage, or knock her down, but enough to spill the DUST onto the Jedi and tag her, allowing for HK to track her movements with the DUST.

HK glanced to others as they run past him after Cory, Verz, Josh, Hevana they were already on her trail. Well that was good enough, they all knew what they were doing, they would keep her safe somewhat,

Meanwhile, the droid had different plans, he motioned for [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] to get her attention,
"Sio!"
He called out,
"Something happened to Cory, she has run off, few others went after her, but I have a different idea, I am able to track her with DUST and I have the map of this place taken from one of the fallen droids."
HK activated his lightsaber once more,
"How about we go on a flanking maneuver to cut her off and intercept her or deal with that Sith Lord? Just you and me, like the Old Days."
He offered to his Ever-Colonel friend.

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="HK-36"], [member="Coryth Elaris"], [member="Hevana Martin"]

The powerful telekinetic wave Siobhan could deal with. She spun as she felt a prickling through the Force, a warning. After all, she was quite a bit away from Coryth and so she had time. As the wave came crashing towards her power rippled through her and she unleashed a telekinetic blast of her own. She was a ridiculously overpowered telekinesis master and so the blast she let sweep through the hall overrode the one that came for her and dissipated it, leaving Siobhan standing without having taken any harm.

That was a simple, conventional problem. However, it was then that she saw Coryth take off, as if possessed, which probably was a rather accurate description. Siobhan had been expecting some sort of sneak attack on the part of the Sith lord or rather force-sensitive minions of his, then she realised the truth. In retrospect she should have expected this given the signs she had seen. After all, she knew how possession worked. Shadow had driven her to madness through hallucinations, made her believe that her fellow Jedi were Sith. Trouble was that while Siobhan had intimate experiences with such matters she had no clue about exorcisms. Or about how to cure the poison that coursed through Coryth.

Did not take a genius to put two and two together. Almost everyone else seemed to be charging after Coryth. HK had a different idea and she gave him a curt nod as ahead of them pure chaos reigned. "Agreed. If we don't intercept her we might get our hands on the poison and get to the core of the problem by chopping the Sith Lord's head off. Or we get to her. I think it's the Sith messing with her mind and twisting it. Or the poison inside her. I've seen cases like this before. Let's go. Lead the way." Since almost everyone was charging after Coryth, whom the droids and turrets did not seem to fire on, further making a case for the theory that this was part of the Sith's plan, they should meet less resistance.

More mercenaries were ahead, firing. Siobhan found that they had started to annoy her. After all, they were employed by a heinous, sadistic, evil jackarse who was screwing with the mind of one of her friends, the short stack of fire. Ergo they deserved what came to them. She decided it would be a good idea to reach out and seize their guns with her mind, tear them out of their grasp and fire at them. Cries of pain were heard, bodies hit the floor. That made her feel a bit better.

 

[Coryth Elaris]

[member="Ordo"] [member="Hevana Martin"] [member="Verz Horak"] [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] (Sorry it took so long to post guys, been really sick for the last few days)

Since when did redheads not leave chaos in their wake? Just in this case it was extraordinary chaos with a force sensitive one with a more than fiery attitude when she was pissed off or frightened, who just happened to be hallucinating. Such a delightful mix of problems that could only end in disaster for someone.

[member="HK-36"] and [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] , would find less resistance than the other group as they headed off in a different direction but none the less there were still plenty of things to deal with. Just ahead of them, the floor, a trap. A most unpleasant one at least for Siobhan, plenty of poisonous creatures to deal with if they were not quick enough to make the leap as the floor tiles began to fall away. After that, only a handful of turrets would be found along with more droids, some attack creatures on the prowl, and only a handful of stationary mercenaries. Clearly this path wasn't nearly as watched as most the excitement seemed to be on the heels of the tiny redhead.

With the others following Coryth was in a world of her own personal making, granted with a little outside help to push her the right direction. Her own worst nightmares were surrounding her, chasing her. Every glance back revealed some other horror, a few from her past. Some from more recent memory. Somewhere deep down she could make out voices shouting behind her, but that only played into the madness she was trapped in. No part of her twisted mind could understand the words, take them in as they were really spoken. They just as twisted as everything else she saw, heard and felt.

Right now, all she knew for certain people were hunting her, chasing her to bring her to him. The manipulations of her mind now complete with no defense left in her mind. Once more a victim of the monster's alchemy. With such a simple gas, he'd managed to turn her against those that would help her. With a little luck she'd soon enough be separated from her group of saviors.

In her condition already Coryth was easy prey for the Master of this Palace, if it could be called such. With a little more time, she'd be in his hands. After that it was a simple matter to pull what was desired from her mind if she would not submit to him, give him the answer he sought. He, wanting his child born of horrors she experienced here. Wanting to take the youngling and twist it into something like himself.

Coryth's body was failing her and he knew this, just as much as she did. He could feel it as his own twisted force powers worked within her mind. Pulling at her, drawing her in, ever so close now. He could feel her weaknesses, her weary body and a new fresh foreign darkness within her body. Even hearing some of it's whisperings to her. That was the last thing something he expected. For his poison did nothing of this nature.

No, he could feel another dark being's hand in this. Dark and Ancient powers were at work. Very interesting, interesting indeed, he thought as he finally caught a glimpse of the redhead running along the catwalk near to him now. He gave a motion to a group of trained alchemy enhanced beasts as well as his some of his personal guards around him. "Take care of the others following her." He lifted a finger to pause them all for just another moment, "Do not harm the redhead. I want her alive, untouched, for I sense she is in enough agony. Weak enough for us to hold the advantage. She'll come without a fight, I promise. ll she will see is you as the friends who would lead her to safety. Though I have changed my mind. I want something else from her too. Just a matter to learn of what evil lurks within her." With that he waved them forward to attack, droids from a few side rooms coming from behind the group as well.

Sensing those closing on her from behind, not wanting to cause herself more agony than she was already in, enough pain had been inflicted on her mind as beings died across the facility. She turned her head back, reaching out with the force tearing off doors from the wall and throwing them back at those behind her. Lashing out completely she tore at the catwalk, ripping more metal up to throw back upon her enemies and create a challenge in following her further. While not her enemies, her eyes could not see it, not with how tightly he was wrapped within her mind, his thoughts mingling with hers with ease, making her see just what he wanted her to.

Taking a left ahead, she paused for a microsecond seeing a group of people coming towards her, tiger like beasts racing forwards. Blinking with a shake of her head, right before her eyes she saw familiar faces, beckoning her towards them. Half the men split off heading for Hevana, running clean past Coryth, along with the beasts pounding down the hall to the torn up catwalk left in the redhead's wake.

The remaining men were closing quickly on the little Jedi as she stumbled to her knees. Her body finally failing her with the stresses that came with simple telekinesis. Even in her twisted, manipulated stated it had taken all she had left just to tear doors from their hinges, and pull a few tiles off the catwalk and throw them back. Panting for breath, greatly weakened by the gas and the growing darkness that now snaked slowly across her chest, stomach and down her back as the sinister nature of the very building itself pulled on her broken mind.

Coryth slowly shifted onto her hands and knees, just trying anything now to move away from those behind her, and closer to the ones that seemed eager to save her. Her arms shaking just from her own weight, every movement slow, weak, clearly a struggle for her. There was no way she'd be in any state to fight much of anyone now. This so obvious to even her. Her only desire to seek shelter in the approaching men, though they certainly weren't the safety she needed so desperately.

 

[Arla Ordo]

All dar'yaim seemed to be continuing to break loose. Arla stopped for an instant, her armor sealed quickly. Good thing. Where was everyone running to?Arla laid out a few more shots, looking around.

What's that? Was that Coryth? Arla turned, she saw Verz running, where was Ordo?...oh this was not good. Arla turned and ran after everyone else. Why not, seemed to be the thing to do.

[member="Coryth Elaris"] [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] [member="Verz Horak"] [member="Ordo"]

 

[HK-36]

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"], [member="Coryth Elaris"]

The droid's armor clanged and his cloak fluttered on the air rushing by, his lighsaber burning with bright white blade through the darkness as he and Kerrigan hurried to catch up with Cory.
Suddenly, the floor begun to fall apart, masses of poisonous creatures seen in its depths, HK holstered his lightsaber in quick, mechanical reflex, unholstering one of the Anti-Force User grenades, an incendiary specimen.
"Be careful, Siobhan!"
He warned Kerrigan as the droid skittered up the side of the wall, his claws digging in to ensure his support as he bounced off of the metal surface and his hand attached to the wall above, his talons digging in as he swung over the collapsing floor. At the same time he activated the grenade and let it drop into the trap, flames would erupt from it and screeching calls of the creatures would echo through the base, hopefully burning the abominations alive.

HK impacted into the side wall once more skittering on it over the gap like some sort of Amazing Spider-Bot.

Landing on the other side, HK took in his hand his shatterpistol and lightsaber once more.

Turrets begun to descend down from the walls and the droid rose his gun.
He pulled the trigger, the pellet being propelled at sonic speeds silently, only clanks and metal shattering would be heard as the shattergun hit its marks true, structures of the turrets being ripped and crushed apart with the force of the unassuming pistol in HK's hand.

No doubt Siobhan would lend her destructive powers as well, throwing stuff about and ripping them off of the walls. The Destructive Duo would make their way quickly through the less-guarded portion of the facility, dispatching both beasts, machines, and turrets alike, propelled by their motivation to save their friend, their Short Stack of Fire. Their Coryth.

Finally,
[member="Arla Balor"], [member="Hevana Martin"], [member="Verz Horak"], [member="Ordo"], [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]s,
"Sorry, cupcake,"
The mechanical drawl would be heard as one of the Sith troops sent after Cory would turn about, and a quickly moving metal punch would meet him, breaking his jaw upon impact, knocking him out,
"You just got flanked."
The droid quipped as one of the alchemic beasts shrieked out at the droid, in his momentum HK stomped on the creature, much like an Ent would stomp upon a Warg during the Last March of the Ents, pinning the wriggling abomination, he took a quick aim with his shatterpistol and pulled the trigger, silencing the creature, his lighsaber burning white through darkness like a flaming sword of justice and goodliness.
"Siobhan, grab her with telekinesis, please!"
The droid asked his Force-wielding companion as one of the troops fired upon him, the blaster bolts would meet the droid's blade, deflected back upon the henchman, burning holes in his armor.

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="HK-36"], [member="Coryth Elaris"]

Falling into a pit full of monsters would have undoubtedly been an unpleasant experience. Well, more importantly it would have retarded their progress. While HK turned into Spider Bot as the floor under them gave way Siobhan propelled herself into the air with great speed and, as venomous creatures bared fangs and enormous teeth eager to devour them, glided over the abyss. She heard the warning from the Iron Knight and shot across the pit towards the other end just when he tossed his incendiary grenade into the horde of creatures, flames spreading and screeches being heard.

She did not bother to turn around to see whether they had been all put to the torch and wiped out, they had more pressing concerns. Thanks to the DUST balls HK had thoughtfully used they were able to track Coryth and so she followed her mechanical friend as they made their way and slew the creatures and Sith minions that dared to stand in their way. Siobhan let HK take over a share of the fighting, wanting to conserve her energies for the confrontation that she knew would happen soon. However, she unleashed a powerful telekinetic shockwave to blast turrets and send Sith minions flying, rupturing organs, breaking limbs as they were smashed into walls with sufficient force to kill.

It appeared that the corridor they were using was less travelled. Presumably the Sith lord had focused most of his forces upon those pursuing Coryth and obviously to secure her for whatever malicious purpose he had in mind. Soon they had happened upon her and HK went to work as he took out a Sith minion and silenced a beast after stomping it like an Ent would a Warg.

Hearing him and seeing Coryth, the Sith closing in on her, she focused as she sank into the Force and reached out to draw in an absurd amount of Force energy. A gigantic telekinetic hand manifested and reached out to grab Coryth while the the flaming sword of righteousness and justice wielded by HK covered her. Said invisible hand would envelope Coryth and seek to raise her from the ground and quickly levitate her back towards the group. It was not intended to cause her harm, though Siobhan did have the skill to manifest a force grip so tight to crush limbs and immobilise someone, though obviously force aura would mitigate the effect. Based on what Siobhan could see the confused Coryth seemed exhausted, which was good because if she fought back things would get messy. So unless she was distracted or hit resistance Siobhan's force pull, her grip having wrapped around Coryth, loose enough so as not to be crushing, but of sufficient strength to make sure she would not disentangle herself, would quickly pull her back.

 

[Coryth Elaris]

[member="Arla Balor"] [member="Ordo"] [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] [member="Hevana Martin"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Verz Horak"] [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

The words registered for a blip of a moment, clear as day. She only turned her head to glance back, eyes wide, and panic stricken. as she tried to figure out just how they'd caught up with her. It didn't seem possible, nor probable.

Rage shifted through her, but not her own. Angered their sith friend was. His emotions overriding much of Coryth's mind. Just sitting backseat in her own brain watching as he manipulated her much like a puppet master would, pulling her strings to force her to work as he pleased.

Hands trembling, without the strength to back her up, all she could do was shift a hand trying to reach back to HK, fingers moving trying to draw the power up in the force to attack. Try as she might, the only thing that occurred was a groan of metal from the ceiling above but nothing moved. Simply no strength left to draw upon, her attempt would have ultimately failed either way, but she shrieked loudly as Siobhan picked her up holding her trapped in midair. Any concentration was ripped away from Coryth by her friend's quick actions.

Twitching, frightened, and ultimately not seeing her friends, she dared to resist trying only to pull against the firm grip of the Brunette behind her. "Let me go!" She finally screamed, though even that was weak, tired. The little Jedi seemingly done, or at least her body was. "Please ..." Her voice softening into sobs, finally seeming to come to the realization that she could not strike out. "...Please..." The anger no doubt felt by all shifted into complete terror, unable to mask her empathy anymore, bleeding emotion into the cross-way where the damaged catwalk met with the solid hallway where she now floated.

"Don't.... hurt.... me...." Her eyes darting around, looking, searching, for what even she wasn't sure. "...Please." Simple fact was, until she could rest a moment, even if trapped by Siobhan's grip in the process, she could not draw power in the force to do anything beyond slightly shift against the woman's telekinetic grasp. If the Sith wanted to use her mind, use her powers, she was going to have to breathe. Still even if letting her have a moment, he wasn't returning control to her just yet. No, she was far too valuable at this point. It had been no easy feat to gain dominion in her mind, and in no way was he going to let Coryth gain any ground to resist against him. Unwilling to let her see her friends as just that, and the bodies around her as her enemies.

 

[Hevana Martin]

Following shortly behind Coryth, Hevana saw Siobhan and HK corner the redhead just as the sith minions and beasts approached. HK squished the monster things, and the minions went down under a stream from the scout's repeater. The immediate threat taken care of she holstered the repeater and ran to where Siobhan was holding Coryth.

" Coryth, its your friends, you know us right?" she asked. It had become clear that the sith had gotten into her mind somehow, there was no recognition in the Jedi's eyes. Only fear, and desperation. While Hevana had no idea what was going on inside the other woman's mind, whoever she was seeing was not the people she knew and loved (or at least liked).

A sound caused Hevana to turn slug thrower pistol in hand as a mercenary began to round a corner. A slug through the leader's face left the ones following covered in gore and scrambling for cover. The merry group of heroes did not have time to waste, which meant drastic measures were in order.

Taking off her helmet, Hevana met eyes with Coryth. Then she headbutted the smaller woman before pulling her into a kiss. "Come on love, there is a sith who needs you to hand him his ass."

 

[Verz Horak]

They had finally gotten to Coryth. And of course, some shabla Sith majic was making her loony. Why couldn't anything be simple when it came to Sith? 'Oh we need to conquer the galaxy, let's make a giant civil war to ruin it!' or 'let's build a giant space station!'. No, it was ALWAYS complicated. Verz would rather just fight man to man, army to army, fleet to fleet. It was much better that way. He emphasized this by shooting a Sith mercenary in the chest, killing him.

"Let's kick some Sith sheb ner vode!"

 

[HK-36]

[member="Arla Balor"], [member="Ordo"], [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

HK glanced to [member="Coryth Elaris"] and [member="Hevana Martin"] exchanging affection and quipped,
"How come nobody ever kisses me during battle?"
A squeal was heard as he stomped on another alchemic beast, grabbing it in his large metal claws, piercing into the beast's hide before throwing it at the Sith troops, throwing them back own the corridor.

"Hevana, you, Josh, and others stay here and guard Coryth, me, [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"], and [member="Verz Horak"] will go ahead to intercept any more incoming Sith troops and beasts, it will give you more breathing room to calm Cory and start looking for the antidote. Keep in mind you may have to use Force-Breaker gas to temporarily cut her from the Force."
HK looked to Siobhan and Verz, giving them a nod,
"Our objective will be to find the Sith Lord and silence him, putting enough pressure and distraction to let others find the antidote and safe Coryth."

He started walking down the corridor, motioning for Sio and Verz to join him, with a quick aim he pulled the trigger of his shatter-pistol, with a clang and a squeal an alchemic beast was put down.

"We know what war and destruction is, we know how to sow it and reap it."
The droid's red photoreceptors glowed in the darkness,
"Colonel Siobhan, Mand'alore Verz,"
He addressed them in their old warrior titles,
"Let us show this Sith just who he pissed off."

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="HK-36"], [member="Coryth Elaris"], [member="Verz Horak"], [member="Hevana Martin"]

Internally Siobhan felt a bit grumpy about not being called 'Exarch', for that had been her last title. Admittedly her duties had been mostly bureaucratic then, but it was during her term in office that she had crushed the Bando Gora. Yes, it must be admitted that Siobhan had gotten quite vain and perhaps even a bit pompous in such matters.

Still, they had more important things to do. Like go and kill that Sith lord and such. Suffice to say he had tremendously pissed her off. Hence why she did not spend time with speechifying, though she wondered who had put the droid in charge. Yes, she was feeling really vain.

"Let's go," she said laconically, giving Hevana a look and passing over a flechette pistol loaded with tranquilisiers. "Stay alert. Remember she's not herself. With the poison in her system and twisting her mind she can flip any moment." This writer is not certain whether Siobhan had told Hevana about her experiences while being possessed, but considers it quite likely. With that she departed following HK. An annoying Sith beast that suddenly pounced at her was thrown against a wall with such force that its neck was snapped.