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Alex - Roll of 8 +1 Hard +1 Melee = 10. Success!

The crowbar swung true and crunched the walker's skull, caving it in.
Charlotte grinned back at him, "So you did do that on purpose. This way, quick," she opened the door and, after a quick double take to ensure the back way was clear, stepped back into the sun. The alarm was still blaring away, and it had become an oddly welcoming sound. It covered the noise of the mobs that surrounded it, and it let her know that there was something louder and more attention grabbing than her around.

She kept looking back to make sure he was nearby as she trotted, quietly as she could, back the way she had come. She glanced once down the alley where she had met Alex, but didn't see him and so kept on jogging. It was probably a little less than half a mile, heading towards a more sub-urban area until she reached the cul-de-sac. The house they had barricaded was at the end, and she pointed it out to Bow Guy when it was in sight.

"Front door is barricaded, but Lee - that's the other guy I met - said he'd leave the back unlocked for us to get back."

They approached, cutting through backyards rather than risking the open street. She went first when they finally came to the two story house, and she pushed the door open, confident but with bat at the ready.

"Lee? I'm back, hold your fire. Bow Guy is with me."
Where is Caliban?

I guess I could start the collab post, but I figured he should, since Karza is hunting David.
All that plus some dialog and attempted redemption.
Yeah, we already planned this shiz.

Karza is aggressive and more highly skilled with a lightsaber, and David doesn't want to kill, and doesn't know if he can win, so he flees.

I'ma let Caliban make the first move in the collab, since Karza is set to seek David out now.
David Starsea's small, unnamed freighter was plummeting at high speed in a Geo-synchronous orbit around the planet of Korriban. He sat inside at the helm, meditating on the planet, on preparing himself mentally for what he might face on the surface. His hunt for knowledge had been largely unsuccessful, and he was getting truly desperate to even consider this place. And yet, he knew he could not search the planet with a fearful heart. Fear leads to anger, to hate, to suffering. As he meditated, he felt the planet with his emotions in check, and his mind at peace. His fear of this place he cast aside, lest it control him. And his anxiety as well. When he was ready, he turned to the controls, a serene look on his face, and adjusted course to land. He navigated by the Force, feeling a strong presence in the midst of a roweling sandstorm. The planet was littered with Dark Side energy, and he would ignore this one for a safer route, if not for the tiniest speck of Light Side he felt. He didn't know what light could survive in a place like this, but he knew it was his duty to rescue it. And so, he turned the ship's course toward the storm.

He was forced to land a distance from the presences he felt, outside of the worst of the storm where he feared his ship might become disabled or buried. Instead, he took his swoop bike from the hold, kicked it to life, and jetted into the flurry. He kept his hood as low as he could, and had a pair of flight goggles to keep the sand out of his eyes. But still it buffeted his bare cheeks and piled under his clothes. This was nothing like the storms on Ilum. There the cold may bite, but it didn't try to scrape the very flesh from his bones. His body was sore from the bombardment when he found the mouth of a ruin. Some place he didn't know, having not studied Sith history before the Light. He slowed the swoop bike, and turned it around, backing it into the ancient structure so that he could make a quick getaway if necessary.

David strode into the tomb, for though he didn't know it that is what it was. He pulled his hood down and looked around, marveling at the enduring structure. He didn't get far before he heard voices, the barest whisper echoing in the silence.

"Qotsisajak Nwûl tash. .... Shâsotjontû châtsatul nu tyûk..... Midwanjontû châtsatul .... itsu nuyak. Wonoksh Qyâsik nun..."

It repeated, but he could only hear parts of it, and he didn't know the language. He focused on it, both his physical senses and his sense of the Force, and began walking where he thought the voice came from. As he walked, he caught a movement out of the corner of his eye, and turned to see a mad red face come out of the darkness. It was a Sith, pure of blood, wielding a greatsword high over his head and screaming as he swung it down on David. His lightsaber jumped to his hand and ignited, his breath catching in his throat. But he exhaled and closed his eyes as the sword came down. He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the apparition had gone. David extinguished his saber, putting it back on his belt. He took a deep, calming breath to clear his mind of fear once more, then turned to walk deeper.
I took the basic Force and Saber techniques to be a given.
Plenty of time for that.

I added in skills to the CS, covering his use of the Force and his lightsaber.
Uh, we were totally planning a post, actually.

But I want to edit my CS first, to be in line with the corrections you made.
Yo, sorry for the momentary absence again. Still around, though.
REally? What server are you? Maybe we can meet for an epic duel someday.
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