Who is worthy? [OPEN]

[Tsaa Choka]

Tatooine. This planet was... a waste land. Clothed in dark black spider silk robes trimmed with some type of gold material I used the cloak I wore to hide more of my disturbing features, Although if someone looked close enough one might be able to observe different areas of my body moving on their own. Heheheh. My Hydrastaff gave out a hiss as it slithered around my torso trying to find a cooler spot. The galaxy knew who the Vong were and how dangerous they presented themselves but as of right now the Yuuzhan Vong had be scattered into the known galaxy and outside of it as well.

After the Preceding with the Sith long ago many of the Chosen Race were without a home or place. Someday soon this would change.

Unlike majority of my species I held a respect for the infidels around me although they were weaker and inferior to me and my own technology. My Buisness on Tatooine was not to slaughter all I saw but rather see the Slaves the Hutts had to offer. With such a Market there had to be atleast one worthy soul to embrace the gods of the Yuuzhaan Vong.

I waited for the Auction to begin in a main square in the middle of Mos Eisley. Leaning against a sandy pillar I observed the infidel scum that causally walked past.

[member="Loreena Arenais"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

The history the CIS had with Tatooine was complicated to say the lest, the once criminal and Hutt run world constantly the forefront for change in recent years. When under the control of the Galtic Empire before it’s down fall a few months ago the planet was isolated and distant, very little making planet fall with the imperial blockade, most crime syndicate going elsewhere. Such soon being followed by an attempted invasion of the CIS, resulting in the killing of what few Hutts remained, even if the invasion came to a stalemate, resulting in an Imperial victory.

Finally though the CIS fully took control of the dust ridden world, mercs assassinating the last Hutt, the entire palace being demolished completely via explosives. Though yet to attain a Vicroy the planet had seen much change under the Confederacy, more laws put in place, several practices like slaver and black market trading becoming illegal, along with better goods and services bei;provided to the average person.

True it was still not a good place to live, the environment and not so savory people on world something no one could change, but for the most part the people lived in peace, no longer fearing the Hutt Cartel, now calling themselves the Lors of Nalhutta. Still that did not stop the odd person calming to be a hutt from attempting some small slave sale, which was why she was here to see what in the force this little deal was and shut it down. Stupidly enough they had done in it the middle of the town square like an amateur, Kurenai approaching the crowd in her heavy combat armor.

[member="Tsaa Choka"]

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

"Oh no!"

*PUTT*PUTT*SPUTTER*

Lori's jetpack Ol'Sparky started to hiccup and sputter as she she hurried to bring herself down before it'd burn out all of it's fuel. This was going to be a hard landing, one that she was bracing herself for. But did it HAVE to be over a market?? Why couldn't it of been outside of Mos Eisley in the sort of softer sand?

"Look out!!"

Her arms flailed about in an attempt to break up the crowds and have some sort of clearing for herself. Many people moved out of the way, her shouts and the sound of her failing jetpack having caught their attention.

Then came the ground. And it came fast. Lori tried to get a bit of a run at it, to use the momentum of her fall instead of working against it. But one market patron didn't get out of the way in time, merely ducking instead. Lori did her best to jump over him, her foot catching his back which caused her to stumble and roll on the market floor. A cloud of dirt and dust rose up in her wake as she finally skidded to a halt on her back, right at the feet of [member="Tsaa Choka"] .

Lori coughed as the dust cloud began to settle, removing the goggles from her eyes as she could no longer see through them. That was when she saw the dark robes in front of her. Uh oh. Her eyes trailed all the way up the Vong's body until they met his eyes. He was so tall! Almost Wookie tall! "Whoa..you're big." She stumbled to her feet, adjusting the empty jetpack on her back, though her eyes never left his as she tried to figure out his species. "Um....hi..."

 

[Zev Cata]

Zev spotted something flying, wait no it was falling, he pulled out his macro binoculars and realized it was someone not something. He sighed, another fool trying to use a jetpack, he wondered if they would become a gruesome mess on the ground or if they would land unhurt. Curious, he ran over to the small crash site surrounded by people, no one was screaming or crying so he didn't expect anything horrible but he still continued through the crowd to see who had failed to master the art of using a jet pack. It was some girl [member="Loreena Arenais"]. She looked dazed but relatively unscathed. But then he saw it, that terrible monster [member="Tsaa Choka"], he automatically went for his blaster rifle. He knew what he was and the damage that he and his species had brought to the galaxy.

"You there, Yuuzhaan Vong scum, step away from the crowd now." yelled Zev.

 

[Tsaa Choka]

This was why inorganic technology was inferior. There was little to no control. Taking a step back from the infidel that landed infront of me I hissed as her eyes scanned me up and down. [member="Loreena Arenais"]. A Female young by the looks and rather clumsy too. She could of hit me. I thought to myself a bit. " Watch it you runt. There are more than one ways to end up a pile of red guts on this planet." I stated sternly my face showing no emotion as was common with many Yuuzhan Vong. It usually was not something we did unless we were enjoying something. Then the situation got interesting. As a man, [member="Zev Cata"] approached me scrambling for his blaster rifle. My instincts told me I was in danger so I naturally fell into a hunch of a stand my hand disappearing into my cloak.

And when his words came next I everything I felt was confirmed. " Scum? Is that the extent of your insults, Infidel?" I said my eyes falling on the mans hands and body language. The tension in the air was growing. Already in my mind I had a plan of escape things went sour.

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

"Runt?! And I was watching it. If I didn't then I would've bowled YOU over. Then red guts would be piled!" Lori's words were probably not the right ones to say, and she knew that after speaking them. But she was spunky at times, and quite often at the wrong time. Right now was probably one of them.

The voice of [member="Zev Cata"] caught her attention, causing her to turn her back on [member="Tsaa Choka"] . Her eyes widened not at the blaster rifle being raised, but moreso at what he had said. The man-beast behind her was one if the Vong? Lori had only heard about them in stories found on the holo-net, though she had never imagined being in the presence of one. But here she was! Probably best not to have her back to him though.

Lori half turned, making it so that both of them were in view. "No harm done, everyone.
So let's just...shake hands? Go your seperate ways?" Hug and make up? Nah...that'd never happen. Only in some silly dream.

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

Shouting that as what she heard up front, herself pushing through the slowly dispersing crowd as the mention of Vong ringed from peoples mouth, Kurenai's eyes sharpening at the mention of the force dead creatures. She had fought them many times, during their initial invasion of the galaxy over 800 years ago, and more recently when recovering an ancient Sith Relic from a home world of theirs. She was experience in fighting them, and if one had decided to stand on a CIS world they where going to be in for it.

Pushing into the clearing he almost bumped into someone, her gaze looking upon a short girl that stood in front, Kurenai's eye raising at the sight of said girl. "[member="Loreena Arenais"], what are you doing here? more over why were you flying a jet pack around", she knew the young woman was quite the adventurous sort, but flying around on Tatooine had to take the cake. Giving a small shake of the head Kurenai put the question to the side, stepping around Loreena to take better view of the situation, eyes giving a death glare at the Vong. He seemed typical of his, though larger and adorned in more armor, defiantly a threat to take seriously, though her gaze also fell upon the other man.

He seemed like a mercenary, or some sort of armed smuggler, it was hard to tell, but at the very least someone else had the balls to stand up to such a beast. "Well I only came here to bust some slave owners, but it seems that I have found bigger fish to fry" she replied, drawing her large combat knife, not yet one to use a saber from the get go. "I am not sure what a Vong is doing here but such was a big mistake, i would suggest you surrender before things get messy".

[member="Zev Cata"] [member="Tsaa Choka"]

 

[Khal'Kru]

iEquipment: See Here, 2x Blast Bugs, 2x Snap Bugs, 2x Blorash Jelly, Hydrastaff

The cruelty of humanity was something Khal’kru was far too aware of after having spent many years, decades even living among the denizens of the galaxy. Studying them, learning their ways, how they despised what they did not understand, how those that were outside what they considered the natural order were instantly enemies. Now here he stood on Tattooine where something similar was happening to one of his own. A blood brother, a fellow member of the Yuuzhan. The red command cloak was tucked tightly around Khal’s body shrouding the Vonduun crab that he wore as armor from sight along with the vast array of biots he came equipped with. Khal’kru was a massive individual standing at just above seven feet tall. His shoulders broad, his cranium bare, those violet biots that adorned his skull where his eyes belonged glowing a magnificent amethyst.

Each step brought Khal closer to the commotion, his kin having not yet brought slaughter among those who surrounded him, yet here they stand demanding his surrender. They despised his people, all they knew was fear, and this is what brought a smile to the Master of Penance’s face. They only knew this single inkling, they had yet to experience the full might of the Vong, the true horde that awaited. Stepping forward, a simple hiss gave the command for the cloak to open revealing Khal’s full magnificence. His eyes bearing down on the group that stood before Choka. Khal came prepared for battle if they truly wished to take things a step further and he would play for keeps.

The next footstep collided with the ground, the hardened sandstone cracking beneath the feet displaying just a portion of the Yuuzhan Vong’s natural strength. Something that they all possessed. “You prosecute my people for simply arriving on a world? He brought not destruction upon your people, not death. Yet here you stand ordering his surrender.” Circling around to stand beside Tsaa, Khal’s head tilted slightly staring at the group.

“This is the wrongful prosecution, should you continue to do such-“ Lowering his hands to his hip Khal hissed, from his waist what once appeared to be a belt shifted, moving to encircle his left arm and fill his open palm. It hissed, multiple heads whipping about. The infamous hydrastaff. The right rose with what appeared to be a shell of Yorik Coral. “Invites death upon you.”

[member="Kurenai Yumi"], [member="Loreena Arenais"], [member="Tsaa Choka"], [member="Zev Cata"]

 

[Tsaa Choka]

By this point the tension was near a breaking point. Blaster rifle aimed at me, a crowd now starring at me as well and the introduction of yet another infidel. This female was very mistaken if she thought her terms of surrender would be met on my part. She was in no position to negotiate or ask such a cowardly action of Tsaa Choka. My very domain, my very legacy was that of proud warriors that served the Yuuzhan Vong with the utter most strength. To dishonor that legacy was death. Hearing a familiar voice i chuckled to myself lightly and smirked at the infidels in front of me. I was not alone. [member="Khal'Kru"] Master of Penance and Warmaster Tsaa Choka now stood side by side. None of these humans were prepared.

Different areas began to move underneath my black spidersilk cloak. I could already feel my hydrastaff coil down my left most arm with many hisses and other such creatures the Vong used for warfare crawled about getting into position for its master. " Surrender? Hah. Your ways baffle me. Tell me female... What crime am I guilty of?" I spat in question but seeing [member="Kurenai Yumi"] draw her weapon I winced some feeling my body tense. Veins in my face began appear with more prevalence, the black lines forming a web of sorts of my tattooed face. Still my expression remained stern. Her actions offended me greatly. Not all my kind were as gracious as myself but when lesser species attempted to take advantage of this. Such actions were not tolerated.

With a snarl I lashed out, shooting my scarred hand toward of [member="Loreena Arenais"]. She was the odd one out and I doubted highly her smaller frame could over power the might of a Yuuzhan Vong. If she did not notice in time my long fingers would twist into her hair with a tight pull towards myself and soon the back of her head could be in the palm of my hand. Like a hutt ball.

[member="Zev Cata"]

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

Of all the things that Lori did when she was away from home, it was to keep her full name a secret. She knew that people would treat her differently if they recognized her last name and/or discovered that she was a Princess of Commenor. Sometimes that could be a good thing, yet with the Darkness taking it's hold over the Galaxy right now, it wasn't. So when [member="Kurenai Yumi"] shouted out her name, Lori's jaw dropped slightly.

But she couldn't get after her for that. Not right now. Especially as she seemed to be raising the tension. "I was just exploring.
And why are you so mean to him?
Sure he's a bit...grumpy, but you would be too if people got after you for just being there."

And then another showed up. From the looks of things, it seemed as though Khal'Kru was a Vong as well. He seemed to have been in agreement with Lori, or maybe it was the other way around. Either way, her eyes were drawn to the hydrastaff. Some might find it intimidating, but to someone like Lori that was fascinated by tech, she just stared in wonder and awe. "Wow...I've never seen one in real life before..." Her remarks were more or less to herself.

[member="Tsaa Choka"] spoke then, causing Lori to turn to look at Kurenai to hear her answer. Surely she could see that she was in the wrong here.

"Hey!!" Choka had pulled her hair by then, drawing her to him with such ease given that she was nowhere near as strong as he was. She felt his claws as his fingers wrapped around her skull, knowing full well that all it took was a good squeeze and she'd be dead. This was the first time that her life had been threatened, yet she wasn't afraid. Instead she was looking for other options of how to get out of it.

Slowly her right hand moved down to the trigger switch of her jetpack. She had no fuel left. But maybe they didn't know that and she could bluff her way out.

[member="Zev Cata"]

 

[Zev Cata]

Seeing the Vong grab the girl, Zev quickly pulled out a thermal imploder, he activated it and chucked it into the crowd, most of the crowd scattered, but the two Vong remained. One of them kicked the imploder just at the right time and it exploded off in one of the vendor's stalls. The crowd jumped at the moment and began firing on each other. This didn't really surprise Zev as Tatooine was usually a hot bed of angry creatures. Sand began flying as people, aliens, and droids all collided into a massive firefight. Two droids headed over for Zev with there blasters raised, Zev quickly downed one with a shot to the torso, but the other was a bit more lucky, shooting him in the shoulder. Zev lost his rifle as he fell to the ground, but he still had his pistol and he used it to dispatch the other droid. Zev grabbed his rifle and ran, wounded, behind cover. He then found himself next to the girl [member="Loreena Arenais"].

[member="Tsaa Choka"] [member="Khal'Kru"] [member="Kurenai Yumi"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

Kurenai did not move her eye towards Loreena, keeping view on the two present Vong, herself able to easily hear it approaching long before it uttered a single word. He was tall and imposing like most Vong, probably, carrying a similar but less bulky figure then the other already present, though no less any strong, an interesting challenge if she did say so herself, with neither being the regular grunts she had fought in the past. She let him talk, also taking not of what loreena said in the process, "Ture to some, but I have fought many Vong during my years, it is not something I would expect a child like you to really know about, but there is more to it then just mere accusation on their race". Even if in her minds such was just, the Vong were the type to attack whenever they had the right chance, no doubt come a few hundred more years their kind would once again try to take over the galaxy.

Before replaying the first member once again stated the same accusation, her expression not softening for a moment, their imposing figures maybe scaring some, but she had fought more deathly beast in the past. "Simple, this here was a gather for the illegal selling of slaves on a Confederacy world, you were here as a customer, that is something I can clearly see, why else would you be here"? "Such is a crime easily punishable, and it is my job to take you in in what ever means I can, though if you resist I will heave to use force". Came her reply, but not before the young girl beside was yanked away before her eyes, in that split moment all hell breaking lose as an explosion sent the alight most of the surrounding town, panicked people running away en mass, her eyes quickly falling upon the other human as he was shot by a droid.

"... well this is just great, I'll be up to my head in paper work sorting this crap out", a town wide shoot out and fire though would undoubtedly catch the attention of the nearby garrisons and other Obsidian Knights stationed nearby. Turning back to the Vong her gaze became more stern, themselve not knowing how bad of an idea it was to try and hold Loreena hostage, "I would let go of her if I were you, on hair off that woman's head and you will have hell to live through". She highly doubted they knew how much of an important person the young girl was, if she suffered even the slightest injury then a major galactic power would come crashing down upon their heads.

[member="Zev Cata"] - [member="Loreena Arenais"] - [member="Tsaa Choka"] - [member="Khal'Kru"]

 

[Khal'Kru]

Equipment: See Here, 2x Blast Bugs, 2x Snap Bugs, 2x Blorash Jelly, Hydrastaff



“Where is your proof?” Khal’Kru simply asked anyone truly knowledgeable of the Vong knew that they were fully capable of creating their own slaves. While the Master of Penance knew what his ally was truly here for and she may be right it didn’t mean she had the proof necessary as if such was the case everyone present would be just as applicable to be punished. They’d simply targeted [member="Tsaa Choka"] due to what he truly was.

Khal’Kru simply stood watching as the madness broke loose, his kin snatching at the young girl's hair, grasping her and holding her in a death grip. The Vong’s head simply twisted slightly the sharp pops of his body popping easily audible, his body loosening. All around chaos broke loose as an explosion went off, blaster bolts firing and that soldier who’d been their earlier shot. Slightly comical as the square began to clear simply leaving the young girl Tsaa had taken captive, the two Yuuzhan, and the woman who claimed that they should surrender.

“We do not fear your laws, your way is not the way of our kind!” Khal spat, bits of spittle flying free of his mouth. As it landed upon the ground a faint hissing could be heard from it as steam rose. The Vongs eyes glowing far brighter. From the hilt of Yorik Coral in his right hand, a red blade extended. Something all those around would recognize… A lightsaber, though not the average one. This was something created through his peoples’ technology, used during the reign of the Sith when the Vong had once served them. “Your galactic powers mean nothing, your strength means nothing! You will all fall before the mighty Yuuzhan!” Roared Khal.

“We leave now or you will wish you’d never impeded our path.” A simple warning, the last one that would be given. The two had far greater tasks to attend to, tasks that served a power higher than themselves. Yet the temptation for battle, for conflict, was still there burning within Khal’Kru. To test his abilities against a worthy foe.

[member="Kurenai Yumi"], [member="Loreena Arenais"], [member="Tsaa Choka"], [member="Zev Cata"]

 

[Thal Mantis]

So nuanced. So merciful.

The dark side flowed around Thal, despite his best efforts. He tightly gripped his crudely constructed lightsaber, the unstable, cracking blue crystal snap-hissing to life. The crowd parted for the deathless as he approached the Vong. He dragged the blade on the ground him, crystallizing the sand beneath him. He stared daggers at the pair of Vong. The others were here to talk, to arrest. Thal was obviously different. He was untamed, unleashed. The shackle cuts on his wrists, as he stood bare-chested in the unrelenting sun said enough of his character to the two Vong.

<"You will not leave here whole.">

He seemed...indifferent to the child. The deathless tightened his grip around the lightsaber hilt that he was dragging. He spoke Bocce, an alien language to the Vong, in all likelihood. The Vong did not assimilate well into galactic culture, an obscure smuggler's language would more than likely not sit well with him.

The Deathless stood, angry, with the force moving darkly through him. He planned to use it against the Vong. Against men like him who caused him harm. Caused him heartache.

[member="Khal'Kru"] l [member="Kurenai Yumi"] l [member="Zev Cata"] l [member="Loreena Arenais"] l [member="Tsaa Choka"]

 

[Tsaa Choka]

Equipment: Razor Bug x4 Thud Bug x2 x2 Blorash Jelly

Holding [member="Loreena Arenais"] close by the hair with one hand and gripping his Spider silk cloak with the other I smiled before ripping away the cloak. A toothy grimace. Letting the cloak go and fly off with the sands that came with each breeze I flexed my tattooed body. Different sections of my Vonduun Skerr Kyrric moved naturally it, awaiting battle. " Enough talk." I spat at [member="Kurenai Yumi"] the woman who presumably was in charge of keeping the peace. The hydrastaff that had been coiled around my free hand suddenly moved coming to life into my hand. It obeyed my every command, Each snake like head hissing at other around taking in the environment. With a sudden gasp of air I felt my body twitch apon hearing a familiar sound. The snap-hiss of a lightsaber. Pointing at [member="Thal"] with my Hydrastaff I let out shriek of anger. The five heads opening their mouths to spew poison at the force afflicted infidel.

" They have chosen their paths, Brother!" I hissed to [member="Khal'Kru"]. Jerking [member="Loreena Arenais"] closer to me I intended of using her to repel the others if possible.

[member="Zev Cata"]

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

One after the other, more and more joined in to threaten [member="Tsaa Choka"] while he kept a firm grip on her head. And instead of seeing her point of view to de-escelate the situation, [member="Kurenai Yumi"] decided to chastise her for her inexperience with the Vong. That wasn't helping the girl at all.

Lori tried to keep herself relaxed during the whole ordeal. And that brought out some of her sarcastic wit. "Are you guys trying to get my brain squished?
Cause if you are, then you're doing a real bang up job!" How the others would take it, she didn't know.

Her attention was turned to [member="Thal"] as he approached, dragging his lightsaber along the ground. He seemed very unhinged and that wasn't going to help her situation at all. Both Tsaa and [member="Khal'Kru"] seemed eager to fight. And with the way that she was being pulled back, one of them seemed determined to use her as a shield. "....That's not helping either..." She would have facepalmed if she could, but some a movement might seem aggressive.

[member="Zev Cata"]

 

[Thal Mantis]

The poison spit at Thal hit the ground where Thal was. Thal was an exceptional combatant, honed from years upon years of fighting not for sport, for money, for anything else but survival- night after night. The Red Tower's most infamous slave had come to exact his personal revenge on the slavers of the galaxy. And the Vong gathered- were set, in Thal's mind to be among the many men who had fallen victim to his rage.

And rage, rage unending it was.

The scream in the force rippled, cutting across the ground, as Thal moved like a demon, eyes yellowed from the darkness he wallowed in. The unstable lightsaber found itself raised above Thal's head- he had been training. Training his whole life, but the Jedi- in their foolish attempts to guide the reckless, violent slave- had began to teach him Djem So. And so, the Falling Avalanche- in which Thal's body, amplified by the force, came down in a chopping motion, hopefully to crush the defensive posture of the Vong- or chop his skull in two.

[member="Tsaa Choka"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

"I do not need prove anything, you being Vong is enough to be shot right here, though your words are admittance enought, but no more talk, we fight". "Soon your kind will soon know that I am not some mere mortal, though you may not live to tell the rest of your spawn". Though these opponents were not the usual Vong she had fought they were no major threat, she had face much worse in the past by herself, and this time over she had some sort of back up, even if it was rather odd in her own mind. Her first objective was to get [member="Loreena Arenais"], and if there was one thing she knew about the Vong armor was that it was weak to force lighting, she only hopped Loreena could resist a shock.

As the strange new comer ([member="Thal"]) attacked Kurenai made her own move, attempting to flank [member="Tsaa Choka"], electricity arching along her arms as she shot a short wave of blue energy towards the back side of the Vong. She made no battle cry nor showed any major outward appearance, keeping the stoic look she always had about her, the dark side made rely on emotion but those were always a stumbling block against experienced people. In this case staying calm and focused was the ideal method of attack, even if her would be ally was not sharing that same thought process.

her saber in hand but not yet ignited. She Knew that the armor of the Vong could resist the cutting blade of a saber, but blunt force trauma, that was a good tactic to use and her saber had a nice surprise in store if that staff of the Vong came close. In the mean time she could only hope that the other man ([member="Zev Cata"]) was able to distract [member="Khal'Kru"], if a normal fight his help would not be needed, but with Loreena as a hostage things where a little more difficult to handle. Yet another little challenge to work her head around, today would be quite the exercise .

 

[Khal'Kru]

Equipment: See Here, 2x Blast Bugs, 2x Snap Bugs, 2x Blorash Jelly, Hydrastaff

Khal’Kru nodded at Tsaa’s words. They had indeed made their choice, since the moment the Vong had step foot on the planet this was an inevitability. People still feared them, rightfully so, and yet here these two were underestimating them. Khal enjoyed battle, everything about it, the thrill, the adrenaline as it pumped through his systems. That was against worthy foes, none present had revealed themselves to be so. In an instant, the fight began with [member="Thal"] and [member="Kurenai Yumi"] moving to attack Choka. A valiant effort indeed yet one that was a mistake as in trying to take out one they’d forgotten about the other.

Left hand raising Khal reached to the force, while the two they fought may have been naturally inclined to it, through perverse acts Khal had managed to attain the same abilities and hone them. He had yet to atone for the sin but the cost to have the blinders removed was worth anything. No longer was Khal like the others of his kind, blind to the force, ignorant of its ways. He understood them and those who used them. The yammosk implant within his skull allowing the Vong a connection akin to others that had come before him.

The force formed into a curved barrier catching the waves of the scream sending the sound reflecting off in a variety of directions away from the two Vong and their hostage. Some of the sound still got through leaving a slight ringing in Khal's ears but nothing more. Right hand moving Khal passed the Chom-Huun saber that was in his right hand to one of the heads of the Hydrastaff in his right where the creature dutifully took the weapon for its master. Legs shifting, his right side facing the energy Vampire, his left the Sith. A smile touched Khal’s face as the lightning was sent hurtling at Choka’s back.

The force gathered around Khal’s palm as he moved it, intercepting the path of the lightning. The lightning met the palm, the energy siphoned into Khal’s body. The heat and energy traveled up the Vong’s arm, across his chest, a great warmth filling him. And down the other arm. The arm that raised the index and middle fingers raising to aim at Thal’s chest. The issue with the youth’s attack was that it left his entire core open. Blossoming from Khal’s fingers the force manifested into two sharp pinpricks that propelled themselves at Thal’s chest, to tear through, flesh and sinew. These pinpricks empowered not by only Khal but the energy he'd taken from Yumi in her attempt to strike down his Tsaa.

[member="Loreena Arenais"], [member="Tsaa Choka"]

 

[Alex StormWolf]

(OCC- Mos Eisley is Alex's hometown, at the moment. Hope nobody minds if I jump in)

On the far end of the square, a grizzled old man known to the locals as Mad Man Malcolm, peered out the door of his shop and squinted at the commotion happening out in the street. Catching sight of the imposing looking Vongs, Malcolm quickly ducked back inside and slammed the door shut. He shuffled around the counter, searching for the heavy blaster rifle he kept stashed in case unsavory visitors came calling. Finding it, Malcolm slammed a fresh power pack into the weapon and flipped off the safety.

"Couple of rather strange characters outside raising all kinds of hell," Malcolm commented loudly to Alex StormWolf, who was leaning back in a chair with his feet propped up on the table in front of him. "Can't say I've ever seen anything like 'em before."

Alex dropped his feet off the table, the front legs of his chair hitting the floor with a resounding THWACK. Walking casually towards the door, Alex grabbed his signature gray trench coat and put it on. He glanced towards the battered helmet he usually wore as an element of surprise and decided to leave it. Flipping up the hood of his coat, Alex stepped into the street to assess the situation that was unfolding, ignoring the shouts of Malcolm, who was telling him as usual that he was about to get in over his head in something he had no business getting wrapped up in. He did a double take as he saw Kurenai Yumi apparently engaged in combat with an unfamiliar looking humanoid. He hadn't seen her since the campaign alongside Zye Woden, Sawa Ike, Nine Lives, and Felicity Skye to hunt down Sith Spawn on Iridonia. As for the others, he didn't have a clue who they were or what the full nature of the commotion was, but he could see that the young girl was apparently being held hostage.

"Kurenai Yumi," Alex said to himself with a grin, his green eyes wide in surprise as he stepped out further into the street. Unclipping his lightsabers from his belt, but leaving them unignited in his hands, Alex raised his voice, hoping to draw everyone's attention.

"Hello there," Alex shouted, "would anyone mind telling me just what the kark is going on here? It'd be a bit hasty on my part if I just waded in without knowing precisely which person's ass needs to be kicked and for what reason."

[member="Tsaa Choka"]
[member="Loreena Arenais"]
[member="Zev Cata"]
[member="Thal"]
[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="Khal'Kru"]