SWRPF Archive 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War

Character sheet and sinreapproved

Name: Andre Hagan
Age: 47 (looks mid-twenties)
Species: Hagan (looks human)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Wears a white silk version of Jedi inner/outer tunics and a deep blue cloak instead of brown. He has Grey-blue eyes and light brown hair. He is about 5'11" and weighs 160 lbs.
Allegiance: Jedi Order
Weapons: two lightsabers(silver): the lightsaber hilts are made of a metal that seems black or silver depending on how you look at it. Hagan Pulse pistol(functions similiar to a blaster except its bolts can not be deflected, just blocked as they just absorb and dissipate on contact with a lightsaber)
Bio: Born on the Hagan homeworld of Cutric into royalty, he was raised in luxury until the day when abassador's from the Galactic Alliance arrived. Among them were jedi and sensing his potential asked him if he would return with them and he did and was taught the ways of the jedi. However he lost contact with the homeworld fifteen years ago(measuring from the start of this rp) and has continued to carry out his jedi duties planning to return in a few years. He is currently a Jedi Knight.



Ship: He has a small ship roughly the size of a yt-1300 (let me know if you don't want him to have this ship)
Aspirize-class ship "Solar Wind"
Size: (see above)
Max Crew/passengers: 6
Weapons/Equipment: 3 Tetryon rapid fire turrets(1 top, 1 bottom, 1 rear) Twin Pulse cannons(front) 1 Proton torpedo launcher (front) enhanced shielding, light reflective armour. Phased stealth generator(not a cloak persay, more like a half cloak, wavering in and out just makes it hard to be spotted when its on)Note:Generator cannot be on at the same time as shields and/or weapons.

 

IC: Ryu Brightstar
Anaxes

Ryu glanced over his shoulder as he ran headlong into the jumble of people. He realized that the lighting and his gold skin gave him away, so blending wasn?t an option. He would have to play out the chase. He noticed that his pursuer was catching up, so as he ran by a woman he grabbed her shirt and spun her around knocking her into the path of the woman.

Ryu saw the glint of a lightsaber and gasped. His escape just became ten times as important. Ryu had been taught to avoid Jedi, always. Ryu ran past a group of screaming people and the woman had regained her position in the race. Ryu glanced forward and to his left at a table filled with cloth. Ryu cut left and made his way to the table he leapt clean over it and grabbed a piece of cloth in the process.

He hoped the table would deter the woman for a moment and tried to think of a way to use the cloth. He got an idea and stuffed the cloth down his shirt and continued running.

Tag: Sin

 

IC: Andre Hagan

"General Hagan! Think you can do something about that AT-ST? It's wedged in place, but if we get near, it fires at us!" Andre turned to woman crouched next to him, Major Temmet.
Andre replied to her, "I just might have an idea, something along the lines of one of those insanely outrageous ideas that only a seemingly half crazy jedi knight might try!" If it hadn't been for the fact that people were dying around them Andre might have tossed the major a grin, but as it was he merely continued, "Ok after i deal with the AT-ST I want the whole group to advance to the next section with decent cover and engae the stormtroopers!" Without wait for her to ask him what he meant when he said deal with the AT-ST he concentrated for a moment and then in a flash of force speed charged the AT-ST. Keeping just ahead of the blaster bolts being shot at him by stormtrooper and the walker through shear speed, he ignited his silver lightsabers and held them out one to each side as far as he could, running under the walker cutting through its legs and after passing under as it began to fall force leaped in a backward flip landing on top of the walker's head and sliced the weapongs on the sides before rolling forward as it hit the ground and slicing at its main gun. Crouching behind a low wall for a moment Andre spent a few seconds catchin his breath. He would have rested longer but circumstances would not permit that and he got up lightsabers ignited and rejoined his group while deflecting blaster bolts.
Reaching Major Temmant he said, "So, how was that?"

Tag: Sinre

 

IC:Kay, Concord Dawn

Kay stood in the small clearing, looking down at the boy; the hood from his robe was still covering his head and face. The boy looked up at Kay, horror gripping him. Kay reached down and grabbed the boy by the arm, lifting him to his feet, and then he brushed the soot from his clothes. The boy tried to run but Kay grabbed him by the arm. Then the two Mandalorian?s came charging through the bushes, weapons brandished pointing them at the boy.

Kay simply took the boys arm and put him behind his back, certainly a sign of defiance to the two Mandalorian?s, for Kay knew why they were chasing the boy, and he couldn?t let them have him. ?You better just step out of the way pilgrim, if you don?t want to end up as food for the beasts.? Said one of them, who wore blue armor, a captain possibly thought Kay. ?And what do you need this young lad for?? said Kay calmly.

?That is none of your business stranger, now hand him over.? exclaimed the other. Kay stepped up to the Mandalorian?s until he was within only six feet of them. ?Well I don?t think I can let you do that, you see I just have a problem with butchers killing small innocent children.? Said Kay as he pulled back his hood and let his robe fall to the ground, revealing his Jedi robes and lightsaber. This caused the Mandalorian to step back about a foot, but they soon regained their composure.

?Well, a Jedi. You weaklings couldn?t even win a fair fight without your ?Force? your just some weaklings trying to be the galaxy?s authorities.? Kay stood there for a second and then replied. ?Well, let?s just put your words to the test. I won?t use my powers, but I warn you, this is you?re last chance to leave.?

?You fool, Mandalorians never retreat, and it will be just you?re blood that soaks the ground this day, Jedi!? They both stepped backwards and fired their blaster at Kay. But with lightening speed, Kay drew and ignited his lightsaber before the two Mandalorians had even readied their blasters. Kay quickly dispatched the lesser Mandalorian by slicing of his head at the shoulders. The helmet fell to the ground with a thud. The captain looked down at his fallen companion. Kay couldn?t see it through the helmet, but he could tell the captain was furious.

The captain drew his vibrosword and lunged at Kay. Kay quickly side stepped the lung and parried it with his lightsaber. The captain quickly recovered and lunged straight at Kay again, but this time Kay was ready. He stuck out his foot and tripped the captain sending hurling to the ground. ?Now I suggest you take my offer and run Mandalorian!? said Kay as he turned his back on the Mandalorian and walked towards the boy. But as Kay turned his back, the captain grabbed his small pistol and sot at Kay. But his shot fell short and instead of hitting the Jedi in the back, it only grazed his right thigh.

Kay let out a grunt and turned quickly. He ignited hid lightsaber and threw it at the captain, hitting him square in the chest. He checked his leg and then turned to the boy. ?Well, what is your name son?? said Kay as he bandaged his leg. ?Er?Erda sir.? He said through a trembling mouth. ?Well Erda I suppose we should get you somewhere safe.

Kay held the boys hand and they walked back into the woods.

 

Timberus (TC) Canistia

Timberus wasn't surprised to find Maleval waiting at the bottom of the waste bay, waiting for him. On the ride down, he was pleased to not sense his followers on board after the bomb had went off. He also sensed the lives of 6 sith ended by the blast. As the lightwhip's ends came closer to him, Timberus, in one quick movement, dodged to the right and rushed out of the turbolift with two bodies under his arms, throwing one in Maleval's direction, while detonating all of them besides the one he was carrying.

Maleval wouldn't be bothering him anytime soon.

Timberus continued to sprint towards the palawa ship, getting great length with his leg strength. This had been the first time he had been able to run this fast, or even the need to run this fast in a long time and something about it pleased the wild side of his personality. As he neared the palawa ship, he could sense Maleval's anger and surprise in the Force. Having a body thrown at you, then detonating would do that to some people. He stopped as another Force presence hit him like a rock that made him stop in his tracks. It was Stryfe the other Sith Lord he had encountered and he got almost nothing from the man until his eyes laid on him sitting on the floor, still staring at the, now destroyed, turbolift. Timberus blinked, dropped the body he had been carrying and jumped onto the ship.

Tag: Sinre

 

IC: Ryu Brightstar
Anaxes

Ryu now kept a look out for something heavy. He glanced back and saw the woman and pulled out his blaster. Ryu aimed and fired two accurate shots. He continued his speedy pace, glancing forward for something weighted. Ryu pushed another lady to the floor and then saw what he was looking for at a merchants counter. Large circular stones. Each of them had a hole in the center. Ryu smiled. He dodged over to the table and stole five of the circles. He pelted one back at his pursuer and then held the other four as he ran.

Ryu pulled out the large cloth one corner at a time. He slipped the cloth through the hole in the stones and tied a knot. He slipped the cloth back into his shirt and kept running. Now he look around for some cover. Ryu was filled with adrenaline and was hoping he wouldn?t have to slow down, so he passed a few walls that would've worked. The perfect covered happened to be a large lightweight wheeled transport, that was driving along an intersection coming up.

Ryu smiled and sped up into another gear. He had always been physically apt. He showed it now, as he ran in front of the transport before it hit the intersection. Ryu slowed down and walked to the back of the transport. He pulled out the makeshift net and waited for the woman to run by. He held the net up and readied himself to throw it.

Tag: Sin

 

IC:Revan Darkheart's
the streets of Bastion, after the Battle of Bastion

The young Echani Imperial Knight stood just in the shadows with his lightsaber in hand. This was his first time on a mission for his empire. He had been waiting in the shadows because deep down he knew something bad was going to happen. His red armor and helm protected him from many things but not all.

In the force he could feel some one approaching but he dared not make a sound because he could also feel what could only be enemy beings. He just hoped this person was also an enemy if so they would reviel themselves making it much easier for him to handle the situation. Then everything went wrong. The being approching wasn't a hostle it was a female named Sigel Dare.
He had only meet her a few times in his life but each time was very unpleasent. This time he knew wouldn't be any diffrent. Sure enough he had been right as Sigel ignited her blade Revan saw a single Alliance soldier came into view and fired a flechette launcher.
Sigel had been surprized but the even so she had managed to take only minium damage from the strapnel that burned her skin. The force of the blast sent her flying back into the young Knight knocking them both to the ground.
As she stood up she was clearly caught by surprize for Revan saw a slight bit of shock on her face. "Revan, a pleasure as ever. Any reason you're cowering in the shadows?" Said Sigel as she realize who it was she landed on top of.
"Actually I wasn't cowering in the shadows...I was hidding there is a differance. As to why that reason just hit you and forced you into me. So instead of chatting and waiting for another friendly hello from our Alliance friends. Instead I think it'd be impolite for us not to great them back." At this Revan Darkheart ignited his blade and pushed Singel out of the way of a multiple lazer blast.
The red and green blast where caught and reflected by his gold blade. "Sorry guys we didn't order anything from the Alliance. Although I think it'd be rude if I didn't pay you back in return." Drawing on the force Revan felt the debris behind him and sent it at his attackers.
As he did this he continued to reflect the on coming lazer fire. "So what brings you out here any ways Sigel Dare?
Tag: Sinre

 

IC: Kreassk/ Imperial Senate/ As Battle of Bastion ends

"You are a fool! A true fool! It is not about defeating the Sith, it is about destroying them!" Maleficarum pointed her hand, lightning rippling out in a wave of death - and Knight Sen cut off her head. The lightning stopped short, and the battle was over.

?No, that was unecesssary, You sshould?ve only blocked the lightning with your lightssaber,? Kreassk growled at the male knight, ?Now we may never know the evidence sshe had.?

The female Knight gave Kreassk a cold look. "I am Knight Tessa Nuk. You know you will be killed for this. Why make that decision?" As she asked, four more Stormtroopers strode out of the Senate, weapons raised

Kreassk slowly raised his hands, ?I am pleassed to meet you, Tesssa Nuk. I am Kreassk padawan learner of the Jedi order, and I think you already know the ansswer to your quesstion, Knight Nuk. We are not that different you and I. We both sserve our massterss even if that leadss uss to death.?

"You're finished, Trandoshan," The Male Knight said hotly.

Kreassk nodded as the stormtroopers bound his wrists behind his back, ?My firsst masster once ssaid that nothing ever endss, Knight, There are only changess.?

Tag: Sinre

 

Ratep Sentarin
plaza, Bastion

Ratep could see that his war cry had rallied the Vong, at first. But those knights, those red knights, they held strong, and Ratep watched in dismay as they successfully broke the Vong, the Traitor, Hespar Kessler, at their lead. He could tell that Hespar had certainly grown stronger since their last meeting. But maybe not strong enough.

Ratep could also feel that the battle was a loss for the Alliance. He watched the Vong break and flee. He could sense his fellow Jedi retreating, Alliance soldiers heading towards shuttles. It was becoming a rout. But Ratep continued to stand, watching. He knew some ships were about, and he could retreat to them, but something prevented him from retreating with the rest. A death wish, perhaps.

That's when he saw his former apprentice come towards him, his blade drawn. Several other knights surrounded him and would attack, but with a raised hand Hespar halted them. "Don´t forget the Emperor´s orders. Only engage in self-defense!"

Cute, Ratep thought. He stood still. His arms were crossed, his saber, unlit, in his right hand. He smirked at the circling knights. They had no idea who they were dealing with.

"Master Sentarin," Hespar said in a calm voice. Looking around. "The battle is lost. Both leaders of our orders have forbidden that we engage in combat. And if we do now, what gain will their be? It will be for the sake of old rivalries. It will be for personal revenge. Neither the Jedi nor the Knights of the Empire follow such low motives. I plead to you, don´t attack me. We must not engage each other in combat." He said it and stood still. Waiting for his former Master to respond. Breathing. Waiting. Hoping. Preparing to die . . . or take the life of a man he had once loved like a brother.

"Please, Ratep. Don´t do it." He whispered.

Ratep's smirk grew wider.

"Funny," he said, almost laughing, "you asking me to not attack you when you and your fellow red fakers are surrounding me with your blades drawn. You a bit scared?" His face broke into a smile at Hespar.

That did not last long. His face quickly became stern. His voice lowered and became cold. Hespar witnessed first hand on one occasion that when his old friend spoke like this that he was extremely angry. That anger resulted in a very badly beaten, near-death Dressellian terrorist/insurrectionist on that occasion, not to mention a very extreme reprimand from the Jedi Council.

"Now tell me, knight," his cold words shot at Hespar, "tell me something that will stop me from eliminating you and your fellows. Your alliance with the Sith is enough for the entire galaxy to condemn you to death. And you. You of all people. With the Sith. Now that surprised me. Congratulations on pulling that off.

Ratep clenched his cold hilt tighter. "You have anything to say to prevent me from becoming the executioner?"

TAG: Fin

 

IC: Darth Pravus

Darth Pravus stepped out into the open, led by two Stenax holding spears. Looking over the man standing near the shuttle, Darth Pravus gestured toward the Sith. "Kill him."

The two stenax leap into the air, their wings keeping them afloat as they sailed toward him, spears reaching out. As their spears stabbed towards him, the Sith ignited his blade and ct the spears in half, the metal tips clattering on the rock. Shock lined the faces of the two Stenax as their weapons became useless sticks. Using their shock the Sith leaped up to their level and sliced his lightsaber clean through both of their necks in one fluid motion.

Landing in a crouch the Sith looked up to Darth Pravus. "Are you going to try to kill me now?"

Darth Pravus laughed in his deep voice, "If I was going to kill you, you would already be dead. No this was to keep my people in my debt. If they keep failing to save my life I keep control of their worthless lives. I also had to gauge your power. If you had failed or even had the slightest bit of trouble with these pions, I would have know that your Sith was not worthy of my consideration. And that brings me to the reason I asked for a Sith representative to meet me. I am pledging my service to Darth Krayt and the Sith Order."

Tag: GM

 

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Hespar Kessler, Plaza on Bastion, Ending Battle

"Funny," Ratep Sentarin said, almost laughing, "you asking me to not attack you when you and your fellow red fakers are surrounding me with your blades drawn. You a bit scared?" His face broke into a smile at Hespar. The other Knights slowly circled him. Leaving the talking to him. Preparing to strike the Jedi down. Hespar knew what Sentarin was capable of. He would take out a few, before they got him down. But the Imperial Knights were warriors. More so than most Jedi. they would finally kill his former Master and he felt that he didn´t wanted that to happen.

The smile of Sentarin did not last long. His face quickly became stern. His voice lowered and became cold.

"I wasn´t afrain then. I am not afraid now." Hespar Kessler simply said. His blade died.

"Now tell me, knight," his cold words shot at Hespar, "Tell me something that will stop me from eliminating you and your fellows. Your alliance with the Sith is enough for the entire galaxy to condemn you to death. And you. You of all people. With the Sith. Now that surprised me. Congratulations on pulling that off."
The Sith. Hespar had seen the red blades of energy, bringing death to the Jedi. Sith . . . the Emperor couldn´t be allied with them. They were not the Empire of old. They couldn´t seriously believe the sith were anything but a problem. He looked back at his old Master and then he smiled. A cynical smile.

"Yes, Ratep, we are the great evil! And you attack us WHILE your Grandmaster has lured us into peace-negotiations! Has the Grandmaster assassinated the Emperor? Is this the Jedi way, now? Attack from behind, lure your enemy to trust you and while your one hand is offered the other one stabs us in the back? Assassins? And Vong, yeah . . . you have the forces of good on your side, MASTER! Any genocides planned for the future? The new Jedi seem to have little use for their old ideals. Whoever these warriors are that fought you at our side, they have come here as protectors. You have sneaked in to bring death. And if your Jedi Masters have done harm to the Emperor . . ." He looked over to the black cloaked figures of various Sith. ". . . you might have a war unlike any you have ever seen." He calmed himself. Looked at Sentarin.

"So, Master Sentarin. What do you wish to do. Murder a few more men defending their home?" He didn´t activated his lightsaber. He simply stared at Sentarin. His eyes accusing him silently. His Master was great warrior perhaps. But one thing Hespar knew he was superior to him. He believed. And he had no doubts. He was ready to die. He simply wasn´t ready to kill his Master without being forced to.

Extending his arms, he waited for Sentarin to make his move, feeling the tension of his other Knights in the force.

Tag: sprintabm

 

OOC: Sinrebrith: Thank you for the chance! Won't be wasted.

IC: Renov'la Verd
Ord Sedra

Renov'la looked at his comrades and it struck him. They're not Imps, those were my old squadmates! What in space? He shook off his sudden apprehensive feeling and nodded at the female Mandalorian standing next to him.

" This is Lieutenant Kira Vel, my second-in-command. She specializes in sniping and close combat, sir, as well as former Morale and Head Security Officer aboard the Shadow's Fang."

He gestured towards the male Mandalorian next to her.

" Then, there is Kurai, er- he doesn't tell us his last name, for matters we don't press. Anyway. He's our Tactic Officer and an expert slicer. His former post was as acting Captain aboard the War Frigate Y'trav."

He gestured towards the last Mandalorian and said, " And finally, this is Jarekson Ordo'a, proud descendant of Clan Ordo from so many years ago, long before Mandalore the Shadow's parents were even born, if he understand correctly. Jarekson is actually a Medic, but... he dabbles in demolitions. Nothing he can't set or detonate."

He returned to his slackened version of 'at-attention.'

" That's it, sir."

TAG: Sinrebirth

 

Battle of Nubia
IC as Aruw'n Bonadan

The Twilek Jedi Knight could only watch in disgust as the Jensaari massacred one of his own side's technicians when Kai made a timely entrance calmly jesting, "Sorry Aru'wn, not my fault!".

Aruw'n was about to launch a query about what fault the human was indication when suddenly a flood of Corellians followed in their wake. More than the original group that had left to pursue Kai's group. He muttered a curse as he engaged the glowing blue blade of the Jensaari with the crackling of opposing plasma field of his own golden blade. Due to the pain registering in his shoulder, Aruw'n was unable to directly block each of his enemy's attacks. So he simply bat them aside allowing the other's momentum to carry the blade safely past.

Not wishing to keep this up for much longer, Aruw'n guided the remnant of a support strut into the back of the Jensaari's helmeted head rendering the being unconscious upon impact. Before his body could hit the deck, Bonadan called out to Kai and a newly energized Quin, "We can't afford to have them surround us, retreat back into the halls."

With a flurry of motion the two Jedi were moving out in front of the Commandos telling them to move back and creating a defensive screen by batting enemy bolts aside for their retreat.

Bonadan's earpiece chimed, "We've reattached to the hull, General Bonadon. Your Strident is retreating with the rest of the fleet - the fighter strategy is a failure, I repeat, is a failure. The main fleet is a few seconds away from decanting, but I think it'll be too late."

After receiving mixed news, Aruw'n updated his team, "Our job is done and our ride's here. Let's move." He was all brooding frustration at this point and wasn't going to bother hiding that fact. The unconscious Jensaari lay at his feet ever so temptingly for the Twilek, but instead gathered the being up on his back drawing heavily on the Force to take nearly all the weight. An information source at the very least, Bonadan assured himself

A look backward revealed Kai and Quin jointly raining down sections of walkway planks followed by anything that wasn't welded down from above upon the Corellians. It was a hopeless fight for them, their reactor already damaged beyond repair and ship leaving the fight. No sense in killing them for vengeance sake, Aruw'n mused.

The backtracking to the shuttle was met with little resistance as the Alliance taskforce secured their exit off the Strident recovering the wounded and dead along the way.

Aboard the Shuttle, Aruw'n conceded the pilot's chair to Quin with only one arm currently in any effective use for such a task. He couldn't bare to face anyone aboard as he witnessed half of the Confederates in the process of breaking free to enter hyperspace. The operation he'd planned unraveling before his eyes.

Even the sight of the Kuat Fleet entering the fray gave little hope to Aruw'n's defeated spirit. By the Force, just do something! he thought.

And just then, Aruw'n felt a new kind of Force meld leak into the battle; a curious unease rising up in his throat.

TAG:SINRE

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[color=green][i]Battle of Nubia[/i]
IC as [b]Hero Sovereign[/b] [/color]

Hero felt the gentle Force touch of comfort surround himself as his Starfighter Group laid in it's set of jump coordinates to correlate along with the larger ships. In he took the touch as his confidence and perceptions soared in intense volume, but more he felt than just influx of confidence. Also the feelings of a seductive allure and the desire to turn the power outward in such a destructive way.

He found himself wondering what Sintell looked like under her Jensaari armor when he snapped his thoughts back to the situation at hand cheeks flushing red. The jump calculations were in the navicomputers.

"Flight Groups: Spear, Hammer, and Sovereign jump [i]NOW![/i]", he said over the battle channel in haste for there was still a way to hold these Confederates at Nubia if they act

 

IC: Darth Ardeur

Ardeur nodded at the Imperial Knights. ?I will retire for now and talk to my Master.?

She turned and walked away from the two Knights, showing slight trust at putting her back to them. If they had wanted her dead though, she?d have long since been laying on the ground like so many others.

Ardeur picked her way through the lifeless bodies as she made her way back to the Sith?s ship. Thankfully it had survived the battle with only minor damage. She entered the com room and keyed up Wyyyrlok?s signal after inputing security codes to insure no one could intercept her transmission.

?You traitorous whelp! There was nothing said about Vong being on Bastion! The Jedi fell quickly to the superiority of the Sith and the mighty Lowbacca was slain by my own hand. One of the Imperial Knights got the Vong leader as he focused his attacks on me. ?

Ardeur seethed at the betrayal of false information concerning their mission.

?Wyyyrlok, my Lord, Bastion is still in the hands of the Imperial Knights and Roan Fel. What are your orders to me??

Tag: Sinre

 

Kira Romar, Entering the Temple-Hangars

She felt the warmth and appreciation of the young Skywalker in the force. She could not resist to smile. For all her suffering, she suddenly remebered what she had killed Darth Zorn for. To save this boy. Was it truly the reason? Wasn´t it your wish? Your desire to take his life? Shaking her head she tried to get rid of these thoughts, as she set her starfighter down and jumped out of the cockpit. Walking over to Cade with a smile on her face. Something that she hadn´t felt on her face, since the Destiny.

"Boy, we did it. Home, save home." She helped him down froomn the fighter and her hand brushed trough his hair. "Take care of yourself, will you? Can´t always hang around to deal with Sith wanting to kill you." She said and hugged him. "Serious, take care, young Skywalker. You are a good boy." She kissed his palm and and turned away. "And may the force be with you." She waited for his reply and made her way to the council chambers.O nthe way their her warmth slowly faded. And an unseen look crawled into her features. A grim dedication.


Tag: bluebeast, Sinrebirth
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Kol Skywalker, Council-Chamber

Entering the huge chamber with it´s six seats, he looked around and nodded. Raising his hand to greet the arrived masters he waited for Wolf Sazen to follow him and steped to the Grandmasters seat. His seat. "Something is wrong here." He whispered to his friend.
He eyed his place in the chamber. It was a humble place to sit. Then he turned around, not showing any intent to sit down. "Are all Council Members present?" He asked and looked into the round.
He **** Skywalker[/b]´s heart, for he knew it was nothing to be feared. No other Master had deserved it like him. But his wisdom would be missed in this council.

He waited for all Masters to be present to open the council. Eyeing everyone of them. He wanted to warn them, surely. Wanted to hear their opinion, but more than anything else he wanted to know what they had done. The absence of Jedi in the force was horrible. He needed to know how . . .

Tag: Sinrebirth, LordTroepfchen, Ki-Undi-Mundi

 

Darth Wyyrlok, Shuttle towards Bastion

The battle-field was a chaotic beauty to behold. The death was still apparent in the force. Turning towards the holographich projector, he activated it. he had to report to his Dark Lord. Even if he surely was allready aware of the events on Beastion.

"My Lord." he said and bowed deeply. "Your plans have unfolded, as you have anticipated. The Alliance has suffered a painful defeat over the Empire´s homworld and the Jedi who had come here had been slain in most parts. The Empire will bind itself to us through an alliance and the Emperor can no longer resist it. Everything has worked out, as you have ordered it, my Lord" He bowed. And deactivated the holographic message. No unneeded details. No pompous words. The Dark Lord knew Darth Wyyrlok wouldn´t waste his time.

He send it through the most secure channel to Korriban and saw a green light blink. An incoming transmission from one of his commanding Sith. Darth Ardeur.

He activated it.

?Wyyyrlok, my Lord, Bastion is still in the hands of the Imperial Knights and Roan Fel. What are your orders to me?? The young beauty reported. Not a born Sith, as her untattooed body told him, she had survived and slain the mighty Lowbacca. He was most pleased with her. The hatred the had induced had shown it´s effect.

"Off course he still has Bastion, Darth Ardeur. We have come here as their allies. And we will leave this planet as the same. Make sure any living Jedi are taken prisoner of US and report to Darth Maladi for further instructions." He eyed her. "You have shown yourself worthy of the Dark Lord´s attention. You have surpassed Darth Insipid by far, young Sith." He smiled. And without awaiting any answer, he deactivated the hologrpahic projector. His shuttle entered the atmosphere. Soon he would arrive at the building where the Council would be held.

The moment he had waited for had arrived. It would be a surpirse, if their wasn´t some resistance he had to get rid of. But he wouldn´t fail his Dark Lord. He never had. He never would.

Tag: s65horsey, Sinrebirth

 

IC: Master Jorgon Arstick

Master Jorgon took a shuttle down from his ship, The Acendency and landed in the hanger on Corouscant. He saw the mess that had been made. Droids ran from place to place, trying to clear up debris.

That deosn't look good He thought to himself, starting at the mess.

He walked out of the hanger and saw a blue and red speeder waiting for him. He hopped on and started the speeder, many lights flashed infront of him. He sped off.

He passed many buildings on his way there. He zoomed by merchants and citizens. He saw the Jedi Temple loom near by. He made a turn and the temple came into sight. He parked his speeder when he reached the temple and got off it, taking the keey out of the ignition.

He walked into the Temple, walking down a corridor, passing many padawans and knights as he made his way.

He reached the door of the Council Chambers and walked in. He saw that some of the Council was present, but not all. He spotted Master Yinngle and took his seat next to him, which was a seat down from the Grandmasters.

He bowed to the Grandmaster before he sat down.

He waited for the Council Meeting to start.

TAG: Skir, Sinre

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IC: Master Yinngle

Master Yinngle saw that several seats in the Council Chambers were empty. He knew that they would come soon.

He saw Master Jorgon come in and take the seat next to his.

" Made it you have Master Jorgon." Yinngle said, looking at his old friend that he had known for so many years.

" Yes," Jorgon replied. " Took me long enough, but I'm here."

Yinngle knodded and glanced around the room again, waiting for the rest of the Council Masters to arrive so the meeting could begin.

TAG: Skir, Sinre

 

IC: Andre Hagan
Garqi, outside the palace/keep

Andre was busy deflecting blasters when he saw the major take a wound and get under cover. To make matters worse, Jet Troopers were now coming in from above and stormtroopers, or as he liked to say, stormies fireing through small holes in the door and walls. Thinking quickly, turning to one of his commandos he said, "Hawkeye, try to shoot through the holes!" turning to another two, "Gunz, Skorcher, Concentrate on the jet troopers, I want them out of the sky!" Turning to the final commando, "Tank, with me! I'll cover you while you get whatever in your bag of tricks makes the biggest boom on that door. And if thats not enough use whatever you have left! Ready... Go!" With that Andre charged the door, deflecting bolts away from him and Tank with his dual silver lightsabers.

Tag: Sinre
OOC: like the nicknames?

 

Ratep Sentarin
plaza on Bastion

Ratep could feel that the knights surrounding him were ready to jump him. He showed a smirk. He knew he could take out several of them if they pounced, but all of them? Even Ratep knew his limits with his Vaapad, but he never let his adversaries know what he was really thinking. He continued standing still, arms crossed, and listened to Hespar's rant.

It was comical. This person, who once was a Jedi, saying such things.

"I have no knowledge of such peace negotiations between your emperor and the Grand Master," Ratep responded in a steady voice, smirk still on his face. "You should know that Grand Master Skywalker would never do such an act you accuse him of committing. So now you attack all those that once showed you friendship, guidance, knowledge..." Ratep's voice became icy once more. "If you should hate any Jedi, it should be me and me alone."

It suddenly dawned on Ratep. The attack on Bastion. That is not something Kol Skywalker would support. It would pit Jedi against the Imperial Knights, which is evident by this confrontation. Did Kol really approve of this attack?

No. Ratep knew Kol, and while he might have allowed it, Kol wouldn't have.

So who's calling the shots here, wondered Ratep, and where the hell is Kol in all this?

He broke out of his thought and continued.

"And, in a way, it's good to see that you haven't changed completely." He let out a chuckle. "You, always being some sort of idealist, creating these rules for the galaxy to function in the way you see fit. This is war, and if you were to say that the Empire would never attack Coruscant or Ossus if it had the chance would be a lie. There is no backstabbing here, no murdering. This is war. Something you obviously never could get a grip on. Welcome to reality. And you were with us when the Vong shapers worked with Grand Master Skywalker to heal the galaxy. You know that they were not murderous and that they had good will. Sure, their kind committed atrocities in the past. So let's keep judging them for that, why don't we, even though they've shown that they don't fit your little stereotype. And it's not like other inhabitants of the galaxy haven't done their fair share of devastation in the past, either."

Ratep slowly shifted his feet. "So, padawan Kessler," letting that be more of a barb than a compliment, "what do I wish to do? I wish to rid the true evil of the galaxy: the Sith. And those that stand by them are as evil as they are. Something must be wrong with your emperor to team up with such an ugly bunch. And you don't even show any concern about it."

A wide smile. "Or do you?" He let that linger. "Hespar Kessler. So staunch in his beliefs at one point. And yet here he is, fighting alongside the Sith. I guess the Big Crunch of the universe should start at any moment now."

TAG: Fin

 

Wolf SazenCouncil Chambers on Coruscant, Jedi Temple

He had followed his Master into the Council.Chambers and had taken his place. It wasn´t hard to feel the concern of his dear friend. Or the absence of Lowbacca. What was diificult was to see the details. It was as if the force was clouded. As if the force had been clouded. By the Dark Side.

His eyes met Kol SKywalker and he gave him a nod. The Council was complete. Master Yinngle and Arstick had come here personally, Master K´Krukh was transmitted via holography into the council. Master Lowbacca ´s seat would stay empty. Fighting his pain in his heart he turned his attention to the presence and the living force.

We shall bring some light into the dark, evewn if we won´t like what we see, dear friend. He send to his former Master through the force. This time Kol nodded. And the meeting began.

Tag: SirakRomar (took some liberties, hope it´s ok), Sinrebirth, the other masters