Zarkun

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

Instead of opening fire with my blaster pistols, I holster one and aim the at the one leaping at Hayden with only my wrist before firing a concussive blast at it, knocking it over the edge of the landing pad, though we can hear the sound of it's tail catching the edge made me frown and meant, that as I blasted the other with a wrist rocket and sent it sailing into the other two coming through the door way, we didn't have much time. "Get on that shuttle and go!"

I activate my jetpack and fly low, peppering the one who's tail was allowing it to climb back up with bolts, even though it didn't seem to do much. Swapping tactics, I blast it with another concussive blast, knocking it off it's tail, but it's tail remained firmly caught. And my thanks for the blast was a flurry back from it's hidden turret. "Hurry!"

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

I slowly move backwards, watching the doorway behind the droid, the droid and the walkway we were on. "Keep an even pace towards the shuttle, but watch our rear, I'll watch the front. Hopefully we're not moving towards its help."

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Jerus Je'and-Prancing Nexu, Nar Shaddaa

"Honestly, it would probably be faster to teach you how to read Aurabesh then have to make another gadget, but we'll talk to the eggheads back at the fleet when we're done here. As for a copy, that decision rests with Samus, she's the one it was handed to." Jerus takes another sip of his whiskey and pulls up his datapad as he waits, reading over something else while they wait. "And surprise, surprise, the Exchange boss who's lackeys we just dusted has already put up a job for a counter attack on our employer. Must be a hell of a rivalry."

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Jerius "Mando" Wren-Tomb of Freedan Nadd, Dxun

Eri hadn't moved but three steps before she found herself flung back against the wall alongside the clone and the beam rifle sliced in two in a single stroke. "Do you think I'm so arrogant and confident in my now deceased pet that I would not observe the weapons and tactics you used to best it? Please, even the Jedi were never that foolish. Still," he remains in a more relaxed position as the pair pick themselves up, "killing it was an impressive achievement, even amongst us Sith." As Jerius prepared to dash forwards with his jetpack and exchange blows with the Sith with her Beskad again, the man turns and walks away.

"You're an interesting bunch, and I'm sure my master would love to learn of your existence, so for now, I'm going to let you live." The stasis on the rest of Eri's team abruptly ends, sending those who'd been moving fowards when locked down to fall on their faces and Jarraj to properly attempt to doctor his leg. "Feel free to inform those Ordo buffons that my master and I are leaving when you take them the Tarantetek's head." And like that, he was gone, seeming to vanish into the shadows. Removing his helmet, Jerius spits some blood onto the floor.

"Of all the things to run into in this tomb, a Dar'jetii...Supreme Commander Erthos needs to be warned."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

"Even if he stopped their primary production facility and they can't produce the big boys anymore, I'd bet there are other locations pumping out these variants." I don't shoot, simply keeping my blasters aimed at it as it slinks forwards, but it's in no hurry, almost as if it's waiting for something. "Not to mention, I don't think it's alone. It's waiting."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

I draw my twin blaster pistols, opting to leave my rifle on my back for the time being. "No, even lightsabers don't leave this much blood behind. I'm thinking droids of some kind, probably assassin models." As if in response, a single droid stalks it's way out of the doorway behind the two, it's bladed tail lashing side to side as it prowled forwards. The feline-esque design seemed to surge with murderous intent, but the glow to it's eyes was a neon blue, and we could feel a sort of intelligence radiating from it. "This is new, likely a take on those big droids the armies are fighting now."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

"Then take the steps to ensure you get there. A blind quest for vengeance is not the best path." I shake my head as we begin crossing the walkway. "I should know." Silence ensues again, but is quickly interrupted, as I stop and hold up a hand. The shuttle's ramp, which had appeared to have been lowered normally from further away, had clear damage on it, and only now did I notice the dried blood around it. My instincts roared at me that this was some kind of trap. "Something is hunting us..."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

I nod, glancing down a side hall as we walk by it and then back to our front. "It's a strange feeling, the first time you take a life. For some, it's an adrenaline rush that pushes them to seek more opponents, to keep fighting and fighting and fighting. For others, it an aphrodisiac, acting as the catalyst for the birth of psychotic kyra'muds. Their only concern is the kill, they don't care if the person who's dying can fight back or sleeps, they just want the bloodshed." I shake my head.

"Regardless, we Mando'ade are taught at a young age that no kill is worth it without a fair fight for the opponent. Of course," I sigh, "aruetii like the late Bendak Starkiller forgot all of that, got caught up in the money offered in death matches. Stories say Revan fixed that though. Of course, there's the raiders he..." I pause and go over everything I had just said before sighing. "Suppose I'm getting off track. My point is, it seems your first kills brought you the focus of a warrior over the mindless slaughter lust of a kyra'mud. Keep that focus, because after this all blows over, you may need it."

Several more minutes pass after that, silence reigning once more as we walk. The landing pad was in sight now, the small shuttle sitting on it with the ramp down. However, now that I was taking the time to really look at it, something seemed off. I mentally chided myself, simply putting the blame on my overactive battle senses as we approached the walkway to it. "Lady Temari said to get you on any shuttle we found and get you back to the command center. I understand your reluctance to leave the battle and lust for vengeance for young Jude Sucal's death, but if that command center falls, the combined armies of both the Mando'ade and the Revolution will fail. You may be the difference between a loss that we'll never recover from and the victory that allows you grind your boot heel into Jorg Sucal's throat."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

For the first few minutes of the walk, the silence between myself and the Twilight girl is thick, neither of us willing to speak with the other, her due to both grief and anger and myself out of disinterest. I trusted Lady Temari and her judgement, but our Manda'lor was still young and prone to influence from the heart when her brain should be talking. However, eventually the silence becomes tiresome and I break the ice. "So, Twilight. How many did you kill after putting your lightsaber through that coward's chest?"

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Treus Ordo

"Don't be so sure we still won't be." Avan and I were in the lead, but she walked backwards, here head never staying still for long as her modified rifle swept the darkness. "Those droids are designed to be assassins, unseen until it's too late to do anything about it. Hence why Lady Temari must be warned if any plan is to be successful." A series of howls echo through out the building, sounding both real and somewhat robotic, which illicit an unbidden shiver from the veteran warriors. "And it sounds like they like to hunt in packs."

[END SCENE]

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Jerius "Mando" Wren-Tomb of Freedan Nadd, Dxun

The Sith did not react the way Eri anticipated and instead leapt up into the air, flipping and landing some feet away as the Tarantetek forces a large chunk of the floor up as a barrier between itself and the hail of fire from the Sangheili's team, however, as the fuel rods reached it, their explosive impact shattered the stone before impacting the unnatural creature and sending it stumbling back. The lightsaber wielder, in the meantime, had alternated between blasting lightning at Eri and exchanging blows with the Mandalorian clone as he tried to close with the Sith.

"This place should be abandoned, even by your kind, dar'jetii. What are you doing here?!" The Sith parried an attack from him and send him sliding back with a blast of the Force.

"Freedan Nadd's spirit hasn't quite passed on, much to the contrary of the late Meetra Surik's beliefs." Spotting Eri moving to attack again, he surprised her by dashing inside her guard and delivering a powerful uppercut to the alien's jaw. Noting the others would soon be turning the attention to him as his pet had stopped moving, he held up his hand and locked them in a Force Stasis. With them locked in place and only able to watch, he could finish the two in front of him and the others at his leisure.

"Dirty trick, dar'jetii. But it won't help. Mandalorians have hunted both your kind and Jedi for years."

"Oh, I know, for as little good as it did those Mandalorian clowns who'd come in here to loot the tomb."

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Jerus Je'and-Prancing Nexu, Nar Shaddaa

Taking the datapad, Jerus reads it over, mumbling to himself as he flicked through the designs and specifications. "Yeah, weapons, tools, explosives. Looks like a lot of it's in Aurebesh, but the aiming specifications are to accommodate for Kaleesh masks. Gotta say, it's an impressive collection, guy must have been looking to branch out from simple Cartel jobs."