[center][h2] Jorg Sucal [/h2][/center]

I hesitate farther, seeing that Jude isn’t bluffing. He knew my weakness for him, that he was exploiting it to it’s fullest. I’d be proud of his cunning if it weren’t directed against me, and he weren’t in mortal danger. With a huff of anger, I make up my mind. “Fine! You win! Just STOP!!” I hate the weakness in my voice, but I can’t watch my own son kill himself. I reach to grab remote to disengage the Sith Hunter droids… only the remote is gone. Bewildered, I look to Malori, and see her clutching the device in her hands. “Give it to me.”

[center][h2] Carice Malori [/h2][/center]

“No.” I say simply. “You are being deceived.”

[center][h2] Jorg Sucal [/h2][/center]

“I don’t care! Give me the remote now!”

[center][h2] Carice Malori [/h2][/center]

“I will not allow you to make this mistake.” I hold the remote close. “This is for your own good, my lord.”

[center][h2] Jorg Sucal [/h2][/center]

Anger and panic rise up within me, and I step towards Malori. “How dare you!” I quickly turn to the holoprojector. “Get away, Jude! Now!” back to Malori, I try to surge at her to take the remote. It should have been easy; I was a full-grown man and see a slender built woman. Yet as I come at her, she plants a firm hand against my chest, and it feels like a solid wall is holding me back. “How is this… Stop! Stop this! Give me the remote! P-please!”

[center][h2] Carice Malori [/h2][/center]

I told my head. “Please? You beg? I thought you were above such weakness.” I easily shove him away, sending him crashing to the floor. “I will remedy that.”

[center][h2] Jude Sucal [/h2][/center]

The hologram of my father had disappeared after issuing one final command to retreat. Now only the drone flew over me, watching me with mechanical eyes. Behind me, I can hear the screams of Hayden. In front of me, I can hear the droids whirring as they adjust their weapon arms. For a moment, everything felt frozen in time, leaving me standing alone and exposed. I close my eyes and allow the Force to flow through me fully. It felt comfortable, like a warm blanket on a cold night. When the blaster cannon torn into me, I didn’t feel a thing. 


[center][h2] Gavin Greshh [/h2][/center]

I have to practically throw myself on top of Hayden to stop her from jumping the wall. Her horrified screams are almost too much to bare.