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

IC: Dade

As the healer began drying his hair, he snatched the towel from her hands with a loud grunt. "I asked for a towel, I didn't ask you to treat me like a five year old child," he said, annoyed. "Thank you. Nice to meet you, I'm Marcus. You can leave now." He continued drying himself, showing considerable strength of will for one who had just come out of a bacta tank. But then again, Dade was never one to show weakness, at least not if he could help it. Who did that woman think she was, anyway? His mother? He could understand if she wanted to try and heal his bruises, but he wasn't an invalid. He could dry his hair by himself, and he hoped to the force that she would never try and wrap him in something again. That was just embarrassing. "Can somebody tell me where to get some clothes? I'm more than happy to walk around this ship half naked but I'm sure most of you wouldn't appreciate that."

He kept the blanket that Maya had wrapped around him on as he sat on the bed she had lead him to, much to his chagrin. "Yes," he replied to the man's query. "While your explanation isn't quite as eloquent as I would have liked me crashing into the ground to sound, I do appreciate the humor. But to put it bluntly, I jumped out of my ship, our ship, when a mine came hurtling towards us. There was no way to avoid it and our weapons and shields were down, so the only hope we had was jumping from the ship and hoping that my body didn't explode into a shower of blood and guts in the process." Finishing drying his hair and wiping the rest of the bacta from his upper body, he tossed the towel onto the bed and stood to greet Vincent as he came over. "You know me as Marcus Rand. Maybe once I begin to trust you all enough, I'll tell you my real name." He smirked wryly in Vincent's direction before turning to look out one of the small port windows. "I never said I wouldn't help you. I'd rather help you than the Jedi or the Sith. But demanding my help was what I became angry at. Especially since you so eloquent friend decided to press me on the matter when half of my body was shattered."

Turning back around to Face Vincent and Maya he crossed his arms over his chest. "I need clothes and my weapon. After that we can talk escape strategy. I've been in far more battles than you probably ever will be, so I'm sure I can help."

Tag: Kahn / Maya

 

IC: Vincent


"Well, You're clothes were, in worse shape than you." Vincent said walking over to a cabinent labled Patient 2. "We brought you some clothes in your size, their, what we Twilight Jedi wear, I hope you don't mine, but i'm sure you can appreciate that we can't exactly go clothes shoping." Vincent pulled the clothes out and placed them on the bed, "You're lightsaber is here to." Vincent pulled the cylindrical object out of the drawer and placed it on the bed by the clothes. "And you'll have to forgive Maya, she tends to be over accomidating at times. And, she's used to healing us, and we're used to her personality... mostly." Though he wanted to Vincent didn't sigh, Maya enjoyed upseting him to much. "And you can keep your name secret if you wish. Its an understandable decision."

Tag: Dade/Maya

 

IC: Emperor Fel, escape pod

"The Apex? Yes, that will work..." The Emperor pondered their situation for a moment, they would have to be very careful about this. It wouldn't do to just escape the Eternal Blade only to be wiped from existence by a stray shot from some Coralskipper with poor aim. Assistance was blocked by the debris field, but on the other hand it could also hide them from the Yuuzhan Vong fleet until they could slip aboard the Apex and resume command of the battle to finish it. Of course, debris could also be just as dangerous...

Well, there was no point in just coming along for the ride and doing nothing. While he was here, he might as well make himself useful and try to further ensure their survival. He extended his senses out around the escape pod with the Force, as even the smallest early warning could prove the difference between life and death here. He was especially paying close attention to the hull with the engine nacelle that they were approaching, if a shot hit it, and it was still in a condition to explode, then they'd have little chance of surviving. He'd just have to put his trust in his apprentice's skills and their combined Force powers.

TAG: CmdrMitthrawnuruodo, Sinrebirth

 

IC: Zuri Skywalker

It was a war zone alright but that didn't stop him. Moving as fast as he could Zuri made his way for the heart of the fighting. Lazer bolts came at him forcing the young Skywalker to dodge this way and that. Some burned though his clothing but non managed to him.

Well almost none for a bolt glazed against his left arm burning way a small amount of flesh. Yet it would only sting. Quickly he continued forward into the fire towards the one reason he would enter this place. A building that would soon come down upon a family of innocents. Today like everyday since Zuri recieved his freedom he would insure that he lived up to his name.

More bolts came towards him and twice he fail just in time to miss the coming blast.


Tag: Sinre

OOC: Sorry it's so short

 

Ok Sinre, i have internet at my home now so now i can come back.

 

IC: Tenk Qatar
Battle of Bakura

â??Thatâ??s the trick of a fall, Tenk Qatar. When you fall, not only does it seem the right, but it seems as if itâ??s perfect. That you had no choice but this one.â??

Tenk's blaster clattered to the floor, the Knight's hand suddenly limp as it dropped back to his side. He looked down at the President, forcing himself to look at the death that he had caused.

There had been no other choice, his mind tried to convince himself. How could he let the President go on the way he was? He sacrificed the lives of his own people, probably had been willing to let his own planet to burn if it meant power. Tenk could've simply arrested him...but no. Even if they had somehow one this battle, if they kept the President in custody, there could've been the chance that he could've been released or somehow gotten away with his crimes.

"He was too dangerous to be left alive," Tenk spoke, his eyes downcast and wondered if he himself believed that. Could there have been another way?

Laughter was his reply and Tenk felt an annoyance at that at first, a laughter that none of the others seemed to be hearing. Then that annoyance became anger and that anger became more vast.

Tenk looked over at the Jensaarai, seeing them standing around Talia, as if to keep her away from him. And like that they were the next targets of his anger as a vision of red seemed to enfold. He felt the weight of his lightsabers at his belt, the handles seeming to stand out to try and catch his attention so that he would pick them up. To use them.

Stupid Jensaarai. Why were they eyeing him with this distrust and caution all of a sudden? Wasn't it not too long ago that they had been blinded when their own leader had been replaced by a Sith? Hypocrites.

The Knight actually turned fully towards them, his one eye going from one Jensaarai to the next, his hands twitching to grab onto his lightsabers and cut down this sudden wall of bone and flesh between him and Talia. They didn't understand, didn't understand at all. No wonder they were so easily manipulated. They should be killed right here, right now so that they wouldn't become such a nuisance ever again.

That was when the Knight realized what he was thinking and he fought past the red haze that was suddenly built around his vision, wanting to see clearly now, to think clearly.

"There is no time for this," Tenk spoke, his voice a bit rough and loud with the sudden emotions that he was trying to suppress and faltering a little under their constant hammering of his mind as they tried to take control. "The Mugaarians are about to be destroyed and the rest of the resistance are being slaughtered with the Ssi-ruuk about to walk right into it. We should report to the rest of the Bakurans how their precious leader is no more."

TAG: Sinrebirth

 

Of Ryu Brightstar
Underground Tunnel

Ryu nearly stopped in his tracks. The disembodied words of Andeddu rocked Ryu to his core. He was being thrown power that he couldn?t understand. Let alone control. Ryu forced himself to keep walking. He tried to pull his connection from the holocron, but he wasn?t strong enough. He wanted what the holocron could give him. Ryu spoke absently, in an undertone.

?We aren?t alone. Ready yourselves.?

Ryu grabbed his lightsaber and unclipped it. He let his arm fall back to his side. His fingers twitched. The power that Andeddu possessed was terrible and great. Ryu could feel it coursing through his blood, along with adrenaline, a dangerous combination. His emotions scorched and his anger soared. His survival instinct was stronger than ever. He would kill anyone that stopped him from leaving this tunnel.

Tag: LI and Zion

 

OOC: What exactly is this escape pod equipped with and what is functioning?

 

Ratep Sentarin
scary ship over Anaxes

Ratep never felt so incredible in a fight before. He was winning against a Sith! He was watching the demon go on guard for his life! Well, whatever life it had left.

The despair of the male Sith only pushed Ratep harder, but the female Sith disengaged and began to tempt him with some sort of slag.

Don't lose your concentration!

The vision of a Sith lord infested with Vong growth, an offer of defeating this Darth Krayt, whoever he was... and Fel? The chief traitor of traitors? All the power and knowledge he desired if he only accepted - wait, accepted?

Ratep momentarily stopped his attacks and held the saber in front of him, glaring at both Sith and speaking menacingly. "Do you think I'm stupid enough to give in to your bribes? Do you think I'm the run-of-the-mill gullible Jedi?"

His voice turned into a shout, fueled by the power running through him. "I desire your death, and I'll let your knowledge go with it!"

He threw his right hand violently out in front of him, directed at the female Sith. Partly not knowing what he was doing but acting on instinct, he felt like he focused all of the anger around him into his hand. He began to clench it, and he focused on the female Sith. If she had a neck, a spine, something to break, perhaps her will or her soul, Ratep sought that he would kill her in a violent grip.

TAG: sinre

 

IC: Master Yinngle

Master Yinngle watched as the commander was choked to death. He watched his body fall to the ground and saw Darth Reign light up his crimson light saber.

Master Yinngle raised a single eye brow and considered the situation. He knew he had to stop the genocide, but he also had to defeat this sith.

" Fight you want to?" He asked the sith. Yinngle frowned.

He stood for a few moments, staring at the Sith with an extreme intensity.

Suddenly Yinngle's cane dropped to the ground. He used the force and ignited his green light saber and stood in the ataru position.

He knodded and jumped high in the air, brining his lightsaber down, directly towards Darth Reign's head.

TAG: Sinrebirth

 

I'm assuming this thread is dead?