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@kishin asura
The beetle keeps watching, intently....

Gunner's embrace fills her with warmth, before he steps back, and thinks.
".....HHERRRRRHGGGGGGGGGGGG!" He starts, as if trying to force something. Soon, two tendrils sprout from his back. "...Holy shit that worked." He says, the new appendages moving around.

I just had a sorta nostalgia trip. Anyone remember waaayyy back when I was paranoid about Kishin?
@thewizardguy
The former sith lord looked entirely different. One a walking corpse, he now was a rather physically impressive warrior, lugging around a large blade that would be comparable to a zwi-hander, but thicker, but from the looks of it, entirely blunted. A training weapon, but as Mia would quickly see, still effective in combat. As he wandered, several men appeared, each drawing a weapon. One a bow, one a energy pistol, and another a bladed shield.
"There's the maggot who robbed us of our payday..." The one with the energy pistol says, as he moves to fire. In a blur, Saeid closes the distance, his blade passing though the center of the criminal. After a moment, the pistol wielding lowlife crumples, torso ripped from his lower body in a single strike. The bow wielder fires an arrow, it being deflected by Saeid's blade with ease. The shield barer rushes forth, and tries to slash, while blocking. One sturdy blow leads to the shield busting in two, along with the dirt bag's arm. The bow wielder backs up, as Saeid approaches him, and grabs his bow, snapping it with his hands.
"Leave." Saeid says, and the criminal, leaving a urine trail, runs off, screaming. Saeid walks over to a tree, and rests beneath it, using a rag to wipe the blood from his weapon. In the short time he had lost his powers, he'd gained physical power above most normal men..for Mia, he'd be no problem to capture if she wanted to do so by force.
@Tyki
"Oh really? A war of me v.s you, or would you have some friends join?" Malice asks, but it was obvious she wasn't trying to hit the sergal. It seemed a lot more like Malice was just enjoying the fight, before suddenly putting her blade away. "...Ok, you can leave." she says, sorta just walking off. Most of her fellows sorta just have to pick their jaws up off of the floor, slowly.

"First off..." He says, before gently poking her, the wounds under the bandages healing rapidly. "Good fight...I didn't expect so much out of one person. You impressed me..." He says, passing her a drink. "...When that scout refused a sparing match, I'd taken your kind for a money grubbing empire. You, happily, disproved that..." Shepard says, swirling around some booze in a mug, the sloshing sound bringing a smile to his face.
@Tyki

The sergeant finds herself unable to teleport, as though she's kept bound to the world by some other forces. Her attempts at retching the saber from Malice's grasp would fail. "Hehehe. Nice try, but you showed your hand a little to soon for that to work..." Malice says, before flinging the sergal backwards, into a pillar.

The High Commander sighs, as he just returns home to relax. Soon, the sergal sergeant gets a letter from Shepard, inviting her to a sort of feast.
@Tyki
The two guards are sent toppling, before Malice laughs. "Feisty! I like it." She says, drawing her blade, and with a swing of her hand, knocking the sergal around. "Hehehe. Tell me, is all your race this fun?" She asks, treating it less like a fight, and more like a sparing match.

"Kill you? No no no..." He says, leaning down, and taking off her bracelet. He looks it over, before crushing it in hand. "You're going to be my personal trophy....For your assault on the high leader of the clone legion, I sentence you to reprogramming..." He says, before grabbing the side of her head, and rapidly wiping her mind of memories. As most likely the sergal fleet would begin to move in on the planet, the clone armada, a large number of powerful ships, blocked their path. They would refuse to move, but wouldn't shoot first, forcing the sergal fleet to either fight, or stay where they were. The three moon planets that would no doubt have weapons primed at the planet are bombarded with e-mmps, frying their tech, but leaving them all unharmed.
@Tyki
The bodyguards pegged with shots seem fine, their armor glimmering after being shot. It seems the sergals aren't the only one with energy shields. The shot aimed at Malice is stopped via her palm, the shot vanishing on contact. "Come out my new play thing, before I have to break you..." Malice growls, picking up the cover the sergeant would hide behind, and throwing it at her.

Shepard's stamina seems to far outlast the sergal's, him being able to move without signs of being winded. As she's become tired, her body would become slowly weaker to the effects of Shepard's abilities, soon leading to her being incapacitated. Shepard would be before her, but she'd be to bruised, beaten, and tired to move to attack. Slowly, the burnt flesh begins to fall off of his body, and the wounds heal rapidly. "That, was fun..but, I'm afraid you lost. Your sentence, for assaulting me....wanna take a guess for what it is?" He asks her, grinning.
@thewizardguy

As slowly the city is consumed, two consumers are tearing it apart. As Alucard's blobs begin to devour those around them, strange beams are pulled out of people, consuming them as well, body and soul, leading all to one man, standing tall atop a large building.
"I've been gone to long it seems. Time to unleash my vile powers once again....." Rinack says,grinning from the top of a skyscraper, before waving his hand, a large green orb forming between Alucard, and Mithias. Its energy are dangerous, and extremely toxic, as it starts to expand rapidly. An explosion of nether energy. Rinack, to put the sour cherry on the rotten sunday, casts a strange spell on Alucard, making him take on a partially ethereal form. He feels as if he'd have trouble swinging his fists, as the explosion begins to expand.
@Tyki
"Well, I'm in need of a new servant, and you seem like the kind to fit the bill..big, strong, but not to bright...although that last bit will come after having some work done on that pretty little skull of yours." Malice says, and as the ship tries to take off, its engines are blown out, leading to it crashing. Hard, out in the open desert.

After being sent back, a large blast of a liquid rushes forth, aiming to cover the sergal. the blasts come fast and furiously, as Shepard keeps at a distance, launching these attacks from his hands, as he rushes forth, aiming to strike at a slightly closer range. As he moves, his body blurs, making it exceptionally hard to tell where he'll end up.
@Tyki

"I simply wanted to talk to you in person...the atmosphere is able to sustain life, but your little attempts at making the planet lush were...rather useless." Malice says, smiling. Her body guard, three men in armor, activate their light pikes. "I do hope you don't get violent..that'd end badly for you." Malice adds.

Shepard dodges the liquid metal easily, before vanishing, appearing behind the sergal, him striking the back of her head with his hand, the feeling of the impact not felt for a good ten seconds, before she feels as if she had been sucker punched in the back of the head. Shepard unleashes a flurry of such strikes, the delayed reaction to them making it difficult to react at all.
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