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Star Wars: A Veiled Threat

Star Wars: A Veiled Threat

Gloopra's Lightsaber had spun true, had the Padawan not intervened, he would have been successful in his defense, sending the bolt harmlessly into one of the nearby durasteel crates. As Lahana swung her blade and intercepted he felt a flash of anger, one he hadn't felt in a long time. Something deep down inside of him ordered him to kill her. But that part of his psyche, long since restrained, was now drowned out by the sight of the young Twi-Lek's life being snuffed out. He reached forwards in an attempt to catch the bolt with the Force, but he had yet to perfect his usage of the power and was otherwise helpless to watch. As the man let out a quip, he felt that part of his mind grow loud again, trying to shout over the other voices, as his free hand began to crackle with blue energy. He quickly forced it down, he had not given in before, he was not going to give into the dark side now. But this lapse in his judgement had now allowed the Padawan to attack "PADAWAN, STAND DOWN!!!" He roared at her, but it was too late as she dropped to the ground, surging with electrical energies. He quickly pulled his double-Lightsaber to his hand and ignited both ends, still holding the Green Lightsaber in his other hand. "Have it your way." he grunted as he prepared to strike, he then got the twinge of danger in his mind a gain.

His hearing was suddenly blocked out as the explosions shattered the relative quiet. Rooftop rained down, he retracted the Lightsaber blades as he threw his right hand up and held parts of the roof that were about to collapse on him, whilst his left hand swooped around and pulled several of the nearby allies into the bubble of telekinesis that was holding up the ceiling. Naturally, with the roof above him, he hadn't managed to see the ship. He held the falling roof sections above him before slowly levitating them to the side and placing them down. He let out a sigh of exhaustion, then turned around to Jayce. "Call for a medical team and see if anything can be done for her. Then start rounding up any survivors for questioning. I want to know who the hell that was." he pointed to Neb. He then walked over to the unconscious Lahana. He knelt down and pressed a hand to her chest, seeing if he could use the Force to bring her back to consciousness. As she roused, his was the first face she would see. "Disobeying a direct order, interfering in a Master's duty, negligence leading to loss of life, insubordination leading to the escape of a dangerous criminal." He slowly said to her. "I will be reporting this to your master." His face and voice calm. She would detect little to no anger in his voice. The only obvious emotion was an immense sense of disappointment surrounding him. This was a front for the immense anger that he was desperately pressing deep down. He got up and began to look around for the rest of the survivors. She would see the unignited Blue Lightsaber streak across the room and into his hand, before he reattached it to his belt.

He needed to Meditate.

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Vrerr listened to Match as he talked "Slave rings..." She had read the reports, she knew Slavery was rampant in the Outer Rim, but she still hated to hear that it still existed. "We have our first targets then. Drugs can go on the back burner for now, Slavery makes far more money and suffering. I hate to-" At that point, the alarms around the base went off. "Already?" she asked. She had expected a counter-attack on behalf of the local crime-lords, but nothing so soon. "Someone must have tipped them off to our location." She grunted. There was no way that they could have found them and orginized this raid so quickly unless they had a mole inside. "We will play the blame game later, in the meantime, my shuttle should still be out back." She said, then pulled out her comm-link. "Gloopra, we're under attack, I could really use your help if you are finished." She said into it.

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Gloopra was just inspecting the bodies of one of the men he had slapped binders onto earlier, but had been crushed under the falling ceiling, when the comm-link began to talk. "Gloopra, we're under attack, I could really use your help if you are finished." He grabbed the comm-link from his belt.

"Under attack, how?"

"Don't know, but we could use some help-" At that point, the crackled voice of a tannoy was heard in Vrerr's background "Bogeys have entered the base, section 6 breached." "Sith's blood..." She cursed "Look, just get back here, I'm with Knight Sato and Master... You know, I don't think I caught your name..." She looked at Lahana's master "But your help is appreciated."

"On my way." He replied, before pressing a few buttons on the Comm-Link and tuning it to his fighters astromech "R7, get down here, I need the ship." There was a Chirping sound in response. "Well hurry." He grunted. High in the atmosphere, the stealthy black fighter had just made a nose-dive and was now homing in on Gloopra's location. Gloopra ran over to Jayce "Round up everyone quickly, the base is under attack." He said.

Star Wars: A Veiled Threat

Sorry, I didn't notice that.

EDIT: Alright, finished the post, added a means for Mr-E to escape, as well as Vrerr's take on the situation.

Star Wars: A Veiled Threat

I will post as Vrerr in a little bit, adding it to that last post.

Star Wars: A Veiled Threat

Gloopra saw the last of the goons being rounded up before he came around a corner and felt something hit him like a punch to the gut. Drawing his green Lightsaber, without igniting it, he approached the man in the dark cloak. He listened to him talk to the Commander and the padawan, then saw the rest of the party starting to close in. "Stay back." he ordered to the mercenaries. "In the name of the Senate of the Galactic Republic. I am hereby placing you under arrest." He said, sternly. He then saw the Padawan ignite her lightsaber, claiming that taking him in would be difficult. "Not while I am here. Now put the weapon down, that's not the way Jedi do things." He grumbled. He couldn't believe that he was the one being the voice of reason here. The boy was strong in the force, that much was obvious, but he was about to face down one of the Jedi's hardest veterans, one who trained under Grand Master Luke Skywalker. "You will stand trial. Now, drop your weapons." He ordered. "I will not ask again." He ignited his own blade and brought the tip into a defensive position as he adopted Form-VI Ataru, a stance designed for a single duel. If the man knew anything about Lightsaber forms, he would know that Gloopra was ready for any attack against his person. "Make a move that's not to disarm and I drop you. Padawan, once he has disarmed, bind him." He ordered. He had faced a few Sith before, but not many.

Something pinged in his head. Danger... He heard the shot from the Sniper Rifle and with almost instintive presicion, drew his Blue Lightsaber and threw it to intercept the sniper-bolt, doing so forcing him to change his stance instantly and losing the advantage on an attempted escape from this mysterious being

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Vrerr listened to Match, he did speak some sense, she did not live here, she didn't fully understand the political climate, nobody did except the top-brass of the crime syndicates. Just as she was about to speak, the Jedi Shadow jumped in. She listened to the Jedi's wise words, it was clear that she was versed in the ways of war, something that a Pacifist like Vrerr could never truly learn about. Her specialty was not fighting. As the Jedi came to the end of her tirade, Vrerr stood for a few moments.

"I... If the crime here truly is a disease... An infection if you would, then Knight Sato is correct. A scalpel will prove much more effective than a butcher's knife. That being said, I appreciate that this is a Military operation, but diplomacy may still be an option for talking down some of the smaller crime families. Stopping the crime here altogether is impossible. Even on Coruscant, the heart of the Republic, crime is still a very real threat. But the important part is finding a way to control and minimize it. As disgusted as I am to be contemplating this, I am nothing if not a realist. I believe that several of the smaller, less experienced families will be more than willing to help us oust the larger ones and put them in charge. We will then be able to use their illusion of power to slowly and surely take control of the planet away from them." She sighed. "It is dishonest, underhanded and allows wicked men to go unpunished... But as night falls, this is the way I can see bloodshed being kept to a minimum." She looked around the room and saw the looks on everyone's faces. "You fight this war in your way, allow me to suggest we fight it in mine."

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Gloopra sat with the Padawan in the APC. "I'll go with you on this one." He said to her. "You take the lead." He grunted. It was very strange for a Master ranked Jedi to take orders from a Padawan, but then again, he was Master in title only. He had never had an apprentice, he had never lead a battle, merely taken orders from others. He was just a glorified warrior. The APC rolled quickly along and soon, they had the orders to bail-out. He followed the Padawan around to the front and waited for the go. Instead of going in through the door, he jumped through one of the large windows onto a steel grating up-high. He ignited the Double-Lightsaber. "REPUBLIC RAID, DROP YOUR WEAPONS!!!" he ordered. At this point, all hell broke loose as the mercenaries in the team decided to earn their keep by firing at anything that was moving. He groaned a little. He was a Battle-Master, but he was still a Jedi and was a little annoyed that nobody seemed to be accepting surrender.

He didn't have long to contemplate his annoyance before instincts kicked in as 4 came running along the steel grating and into a firing position. A spin of the blades deflected the first volley of blaster-fire. He thrust his palm out, before bringing it up to his face and balling it into a fist. In response, the Blasters flew out of their hands and towards him, where, a quickly flick of the blades saw the Blasters severed. "Surrender!" he ordered. 2 of them jumped over the side of the catwalk and made a break for it, whilst 1 drew a Vibroblade and the last one set off at a charge the other way. The one that stood his ground, a Twi-Lek, gripped the blade tightly and looked like he was going to engage in a duel. Not a smart move on his part. What was smart was that he instead threw the sword at Gloopra and then also jumped and began to run. Gloopra didn't even need to deflect it due to it's poor airodynamicness. He sighed as he jumped off of the catwalk and behind several of the goons that were covering the entrance. He reached out with the force and invisible hands smashed 2 of the goon's heads together, knocking them out, then beginning to choke a third whilst the 4th turned and began firing at him with a blaster, he deflected the bolts to the sides, before a blaster bolt from one of the snipers took out the would-be assailant. Gloopra then dropped the man being choked before knocking him out with a well-placed kick to the temple. He then saw Lahana covering behind a crate that was getting shredded by blaster fire. With one high jump, he managed to gracefully sail across the factory floor before landing next to her.

"Orders?" he asked.

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Vrerr was watching the reports back at base, when a man calling himself "Match" arrived. He had a short conversation with the commander. "I am Senator Ordo." she approached "I personally lobbied for this planet's assimilation into the Republic." she extended a hand for him to shake. She listened to him talking about his want for a Diplomatic future for Gamorria. "I see this world much like my own. Good, honest people that are forced to live under the oppressive rule of thugs and warmongers. My world saw an end to it and I wish to see this world do the same. Remember, there may be a lot of them, but the more people that turn away from them, the more and more their power will diminish. I will not lie, many of my people died to oust them and although they keep trying to come back, so long as we put up a united front, tell them that we will not live their way, then very soon, acquiescing to your demands will be their only option. I do not like that force was the first option of the Senate, but democracy is as the people will it. Please, tell me how I may help gain the people's confidence in the Republic."

Magic The Gathering

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Seeing the Mandalorian go off to perform his "Lone Wolf" routine and the Twi-Lek walking away as her happy-go-lucky self, Gloopra shook his head. He followed the others to the APC and saw the less than graceful entrance of their commander.

Vrerr approached the CO as he climbed down from the tank. "I want to thank you again for agreeing to take on this mission." she smiled. "Please try to watch out for Gloopra. He's tough, but he's getting old." Gloopra silently watched and nodded as they were ordered to embark. He stared at the cramped hold of the APC and thought back to his times as a youngster being forced into the cargo-holds and fighting pits. As the young Jedi passed him to climb into the APC, he looked at her.

"Is your master not joining us?" he asked.

@Piercing Light

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@Piercing Light I probably should have mentioned you in my post, but Krerr did try to interact with Lahana.

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Krerr stood at the meeting, standing next to the Commander. Gallowin was a stern man, but a brilliant leader, she had requested his presence for a reason. Her eyes scanned the room and it was easy to notice that they narrowed whenever she looked at the Mandalorian trying to keep to himself at the back of the room, she had a look of mild disgust on her face whenever she looked at him. She may have been a pacifist, but she hated their kind with a burning passion. They wore their armour and pride in the "Mandalorian Traditions" like some twisted badge of honour upon the chest of a boy-scout. Near the time that Gallowin wrapped up his briefing, Gloopra arrived. She gave the old Rodian a smile. "Thank you for joining us Battle-Master."

"I apologize for my tardiness." He replied. He had been caught up in a dogfight above the planet when a small pirate group had gone for the senator's shuttle.

"I informed the commander of your being indisposed." she said, approaching him.

"Orders?" he asked.

"Go into drug-lab, fight bad guys." She replied.

"Very good." He nodded. He began to look around the others. He spotted the Mandalorian "You let him join us?"

"Not my choice. I had to pull strings to get you assigned." she replied.

"Given him a piece of your mind yet?" He asked.

"No, I don't want to think about his kind too much..." She grunted. She shot the Mandalorian another dirty look.

"You said a lot that you wanted to bring them back into the fold. You should talk to him. See if you can work that silver tongue." He said. She laughed in response.

"Yes, because me waltzing over to him and saying "Hey, I know we're paying you a lot of money to kill people, but here's a better deal. Why don't we just take your weapons off of you and assimilate you. Free of charge." Because that's going to work." she sneered.

"Have you actually tried?" he asked.

"Have you tried that with a Sith?" she countered.

"No, but my master did... And here I stand." he replied. They stared into each others eyes for a few seconds.

"Alright, fine." she relented, throwing her arms down. "AFTER, the mission." She sighed. She then rubbed her eyes a little. "In the meantime, I suggest-" She was about to continue when he looked up to see Gloopra had walked over to the Mercenary. "Force... Dammit..." She slowly sighed. Seeing the young Padawan and her master, she approached them. "Greetings, it is a pleasure to meet you." She said, offering her hand for the Jedi to shake. "I trust there was no trouble in your journey?"

Gloopra arrived to find the Twi-Lek and the Mandalorian talking "I might ask the same about your world getting bombed into the dirt because of your insistance on being the most hated people in the galaxy. Throwing yourself against the Republic like a fly against glass..." He said after overhearing the comment on Ryloth's enslavement. "Look, we are all warriors here, people who are trained to kill people for different reasons. Nobody here holds the high ground. We kill, that's it." He then looked at Valter. "I apologize for the Senator's actions. She's out of line."