Star Wars: The High Republic: The Acolyte: Peace, War, and Legacy

"It is always fun to subvert expectations." The Senator, Conversations with Sifo-Dyas



IC: Bairre O'Loingsigh aka The Senator, Saoirse
Gravestone, Landing

The Senator's heart hurt for Sola from the sound of her voice. He kept his voice low, "If she isn't waiting for us by the time we land, go find her and allow her to use the Gravestone to compose herself if she wants to."

The next thing he did was contact Naboo control to pay for the docking fees for himself, Jaster Mereel, and Hego Demask. Mereel was to be kind and show his generosity. Demask was to annoy the Rim Faction leader as he could stand owing O'Loingsigh anything.

The Senator smiled at the latter situation, though he was quite worried for Sola. She was innocent, loyal and more importantly did not deserve any of the pain she was feeling right now.

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Misha Var

Misha knew it was in this minute she could no longer deny that she was still Deptina Sidvthark, Jedi Knight. She reached for her blade and ignited the lightsaber.

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IC: Binks
Outside Theed

Tarpals pushed him aside as shots erupted. Binks used the moment, rolling towards cover. The air was crackling, already beginning to smell of ozone. Foot falls were the bass against the high-pitched sizzle of blaster fire. War had blossomed. Strangely, though, he didn't freeze. He had frozen 11 years ago. Still waking in the middle of the night. Hearing the voices of his comrades, jumping when someone closed a door too loudly. He had frozen at this place, near where the ground was unsettled, like everything threatened to erupt from their makeshift graves. Forever stuck in this one, terrible battle. Now that it was back, perhaps he'd move again.

"Getsa weapons!" he said, meaning the Naboo's implements.

He was on his belly, eye stalks scanning. Mid-roll, he'd unsheathed his dagger. Crepaud's dagger. But he knew how this would play out. The bucketheads were already here. The Naboo had their cruisers. The two Gungans would be slaughtered unless they found options fast. What they needed was--he heard a strange hum behind him. One he would never forget. Jedi?

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IC: Goya
Sadly again in the middle of Chaos

"HOLD FIRE!" The Echani Mandalorian yelled as everything around her exploded into disorder. Her suits sensors had picked up the first shot, from somewhere rear of her, the IFF pinged Misha as the shooter. Then it immediately kicked on its combat systems. "HOLD FIRE!" She again repeated, reaching to her belt, and activating the larger shield generator. It wouldn't last more than a few minutes, less if that speeder took to aiming at her. She wanted nothing more than to disarm this situation but blood was already being spilt and she had no choice but to dive for cover, looking for the nearest rock outcropping or baracade to put between her and those most likely to take umbrage with her. "Goya to Mandalore," She barked into her headset, changing the signal to her ship, letting it relay to her Mandalore's comms as she was still nearby. "One of the aruetyc opened fire!" She then patched in the whole comms package, just in time to hear Tor bark out his order to fire. And now she was once again in the middle of a battle in the capital of Naboo.

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"It can be best to make a show to disguise what you really want to do." - The Senator, Conversations with Sifo-Dyas



IC: Bairre O'Loingsigh aka The Senator, Saoirse
Landing grounds

Saoirse rushed forwards to Sola, "Given how fast you got here, would you like to take a moment aboard the Gravestone in order to catch your breath?" she spoke the first part loudly, she whispered the next quietly, "We only ask for your insight, all access would be up to you. Take a moment first. We can talk with Mereel in a minute."

The Senator smiled at Jaster Mereel, "I hope we didn't interrupt you from anything too important. We did have questions though."

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IC: Goya
Hath No Fury

Goya watched as her battle brother, a man who had been an enemy, friend, and then family, take a blaster cannon hit to the helmet. She knew the armor would resist, but would his neck? His body? It filled her with sadness. It filled her with anger. And then she saw something that filled her with fury. "JEDI!" She saw the lightsaber, saw now that the person who had taken the shot that caused this mess was not a bounty hunter, but another Jedi, another chaos bringer. They had caused so much death last time. They had been so ruthless that their own order had a split. They were trying to do it all over again.

The engine ports of her jetpack roared to life and Goya went flying, full speed towards Misha. The Mandalorian reached for her sword, a near perfected combination of her two people's mastery of metal work and drew the blade in a hard swing, propelled by her pack. The blade erupted into a super heated state, a thin veil of angry violet plasma coating the cortosis laced beskar blade. And she swung, with all her weight, momentum, and fury, towards the Jedi's sword arm. "I will not let you repeat last time!" She screamed for all to hear. Her righteous indignation on display for all.

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IC: Misha Var

Misha, or rather, Deptina Sidvthark, knew the idiot Mando was coming for her, so she used a Force push to buy herself some time.

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IC: Binks
Hell

Bodies were falling all around him. Crackling shields, sizzling flesh. Screams of agony and anger. Binks tried to drown it all out. Narrow his world to the things he could control. Unfortunately, that place was vanishingly small.

He grabbed a blaster from a fallen soldier and crawled towards Tarpals voice. It seemed he was pinned partway under the fallen fambaa. Binks posted next to him, raising the pilfered Naboo weapon. The only certain thing was that this wasn't eleven years ago. No one was being abandoned. Being Gungan meant being together. Rise or fall. Crepaud used to say so. And these were the moments when belief truly counted for something.

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Ryan was getting his mind back on the battlefield. He was anxious to get home, but he just had to survive.

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O/C sorry, it just has been a busy time.

 

IC: Trask Thul
Theed - Outskirts

Trask watched Panaka topple backwards, a fresh hole seared into his forehead with a twisting sense of gloom. His death signified a rather blatant end to the job on Naboo, that much was obvious to him. Worse, it had been a mercenary who started this whole thing. Cradossk would have his hide for sure..

Tsk..Shame.. He thought, lowering the scope from his eye. A fortuitous move, as Trask happened to look just as his fellow mercenary, Misha, revealed herself as a Jedi of all things. More importantly, she'd just presented a way for the Guild to fully wipe it's hands of the political fiasco that was to arise once this mess became public. It wasn't like he'd even have to lie really.. She had shot first after all. A Jedi was sabotaging the Celebration!

His political ruminations were cut short by the sound of the Speeder's blaster cannon opening up on his position.

Trasks swore, diving out of the way at the last possible second as the shot impacted his swoop bike and detonated its fuel cells. The explosion tossed him a good several feet to the side in a cloud of belching smoke. He landed in an awkward tumble before scrambling back to his feet and breaking out into as fast of a run as his battered cybernetics could manage.

"..The Jedi shot.. first!" Trask spat between ragged breaths over their shared comm. "Her.. Identity.. true nature.. wasn't known by the Guild!" He dove for cover before the blasted Speeder could take another shot at him. "Someone kill this thing! Forget the natives!"

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IC: Goya

Goya was a fully trained Mandalorian, and that alone gave her a fighting chance against a Jedi. She was more than that however, she was born Echani, trained from the day she could walk in martial arts, and more, she was a Firedancer. As Deptina reached out with the Force, Goya did the same. Her free hand thrust down from her current vector, pushing herself with the Force up and over the incoming projection of will, all while vectoring her thrust throwing off the appearance of her own Force usage. This was not her first fight with another wielder of the Force, it might very well not be the last. But now Trask's words rang in her ear, the rage of seeing her battle brother struck hitched in her throat, and the memory of all the death from last time filled her mind. As she rotated mid-air, adjusting to her new trajectory to instead come down on to the Jedi, she no longer aimed to disarm. She aimed to disembowel. From when Revan killed Yusanis, to Leor Hal's small war against Mandalore, it was the Jedi who had ruined lives, planets, and societies.

She was going to kill this one for all of that.

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IC: Rowan Organa
Gallo Mountains, Dee'ja's Peak

Rowan felt her heart hammering in her chest and squeezed Isadora's hand back. She was nervous too. This was a big ask. And he was reacting kinder then Rowan was expecting.

"I mean, you are kind of cute." Rowan blurted out,blushing hard. "But your also a good man. I mean, if your not opposed to it." She stopped talking as the comm. csme through letting them know there was a fight. She looked sharply at Isadora. "I thought this wasn't going to go like last time!" She panicked a bit, "We need to go and help."

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IC: Misha Var

Well, this was it, everything she had to lose was on the line. She charged, lightsaber blade deflecting blaster fire, reaching out, the ground becoming unstable.

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IC: Binks
Hell

He would have said his blood was boiling, if lasers weren't already incinerating so much flesh around him. He was trying to hang on Tarpals, pinned beneath a dead fambaa. His riding seat turned impromptu gift was toppled. His brilliant robes were in taters. Everything that this mission was supposed to be was already in ruins.

Up ahead, a Jedi and buckethead were charging one another in fury. The same kind of murderer that had gutted Crepaud. The same way Jedi had promised to help the Gungans. The same way the Naboo had fallen back while his people were sliced to ribbons by off-worlders. Enough the with the similarities. Enough, Rugess Nome.

"STOPSIT!!! Yousa STOP!" he cried.

Popping up from cover, he squeezed the blaster trigger as hard as he could. Over and over and over. Aiming for the buckethead murderer. This one was for Crepaud.

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IC: Misha Var

She had come too far to stop now.


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IC: Goya
The Aftermath

Every fiber of Goya's being burned for her to take that last stroke, to remove the damn Jedi's head. Vhett was dead, many Naboo were dead. Just like last time, the Jedi had sowed chaos and too many souls were winnowed in the aftermath. But the Echani in her won out, telling her it was better for this monster to pay for their crimes through justice, than vigilantism. But she did have one final thing to do, flipping her blade in her hand she stabbed it down into the ground, right through the lightsaber the Jedi had used. Her own swords plasma sheath deactivated and she took a step back, she was no longer armed. Not visibly anyway. Her rifle sat on the ground where she'd laid it down at the start of her request to Panaka.

She set her jaw, and opened her comms. Fully opened her comms, broadcasting on all the immediately local frequencies. "The Jedi has been disarmed, there are wounded and casualties. Emergency services should be requested immediately. All others should stand down!" She turned, looking at Vhett's motionless form. "My Mandalore, Vhett has gone to his ancestors." She paused, taking in a deep breath. "It took Jedi scheming twice to kill him... I would like to request he be honored with a Kote Ky'ram when we return to the homeworld."

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Misha Var

Nobody mourns the wicked, so Deptina pressed forward and further in.

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"Context, context is always important." - The Senator, Conversations with Sifo-Dyas



IC: Bairre O'Loingsigh aka The Senator
Landing Zone

"Do any of your ships come with stun nets?" The Senator was generally confused, why would there be firing right now, especially when the previous word was that the gungans were here for peace.

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