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Empress Teta System
Topic Started: Oct 4 2014, 09:38 PM (371 Views)
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Empress Teta, Near orbit

Day 2, 1:32 AM


R7's beeping alerted the meditating Royal out of her trance, her head moved to the side smiling at the eager droid. She rose to her feet, stretching her arms.

"Alright, lets go take us out. I'm sure someone is going to want to know why we're landing after all."

Her claws clacked against the floor, echoing through the quiet ship as she made her way to the cockpit. Slowly she brought the ship out of hyperspace, watching nearby planet shoot into view.
Time to go to work...
Her thumb pressed on the intercom and she spoke softly into the console.
"Elishana, we've arrived. I'm bringing us in so we can get cleared for landing. Hopefully they won't be much trouble."
The trip was pretty quiet, Holdvilág spent her time either sleeping or in meditation, preparing for the task ahead. She was able to glimpse some events in the near future but all she saw was frenzied and hazy and she didn't have any more time to reflect on it, and perhaps they weren't even relevant to the situation anyways.

A few minutes pass as she brings her Corvette into the vast city, she begins broadcasting a message requesting landing permissions as well as identifying herself and the other Royal with her.

+1 SP = 4
+20,000 Credits = 80,000
Edited by LykanLunatik, Oct 13 2014, 10:44 PM.
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Heir of the Death WitchElishana - 0
Holdvilág - 1


A calm voice came over the airwaves to the ship.
"We read you, Fuoco. Please hold."
Several moments later, a different voice, one more husky, called across to the small vessel.
"This is Cinnagar special services. We are sending you coordinates and heading to our extra-planetary representatives' hangars. We request that you make your way there and dock your craft in hangar Bravo-Echo-Four-Two. A welcoming committee will be waiting for you there. Confirm."
...
The coordinates lead away from the main traffic of airspace into a secluded set of bays. Several single-ship hangars were passed, most of which had at least half a dozen high guards posted, watching over whatever ship was resting there. The requested location for the Fuoco to land was further back than these ships, where the number of empty bays increased significantly. Some were even left unlit entirely, completely hiding whether there was anything in these spaces at all.
As the corvette was arriving in hangar BE-42, several high guard troops were filling into the edges of the room, leaving plenty of space for the small cruiser. All told, roughly 40 armed troops waited around the parked cruiser, surrounding it on three sides, only leaving it accessible from the long corridor leading to the exit and the couple meter-wide birth of empty space immediately around the visitor's ship.
A high general walked in last, and the Krath soldiers parted to make a path for their unarmed superior as he made his way right up to the corvette's exit ramp and awaited it's occupants to exit the ship.

(For this campaign, we can RP more frequently and in smaller pieces via PM. This way you can have more to write by telling both parties actions in your posts. However, if you stray from what the actions we decide each party will take, I will penalize your progress and success in this mission.)
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Empress Teta, Hangar

Day 2, 1:35 AM


After landing the ship, Holdvilág took mental note of her belongings and made sure she looked presentable. She combed part of her hair back into order with her fingers and then double checked the ships status with her droid.
"Keep the ship safe, I don't think there will be any trouble, but always be on your guard. Last thing we need is for our ride home to disappear."
R7 beeped an annoyed confirmation, almost like a child who just got lectured on some simple rule.
"Don't give me that, I shouldn't have to remind you of the speeder you were supposed to watch for me. Now please go lower the exit ramp."
Holdvilág shot back playfully. The astromech hummed quietly before starting its routine tasks through the ship. The Royal then made her way through her spacecraft and met up with Elishana right as R7 completed his task. Slowly a ramp descended onto the hangar floor and opened the way for them to meet their welcoming party.

Holdvilág went first and stepped out into the hangar bay. A decorated man was waiting for them outside, accompanied with a large number of troops. She bowed her head in greeting and spoke aloud.
"Greetings. Holdvilág Eső, Royal of the Union."


+1 SP = 5
+20,000 Credits = 100,000
Edited by LykanLunatik, Oct 13 2014, 10:44 PM.
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Day 2, 1:35 am

Elishana came out of her meditative trance moments before the ship landed. She was a bit unnerved being that she had not slept much since boarding, and was, admittedly, a bit nervous to even be here. Still, she stood from her rested position, reaching into the black bag she had packed earlier, retrieving her armor and secondary lightsaber blade which would be attached to the other hip as the first was, both now concealed by the black cloak of the armor she wore. She did have to forego the elaborate crown of thorns, however, which did not excite her, but did lend the hooded cloak a better feel to it; much less bumpy.

She stepped out of the ship behind Elania, listening, taking inventory of just who else was there. When she heard Elania give out her name, Elish was taken aback a bit. It was true that she may be a bit too un-trusting at times, but she could guarantee she would not make the same mistake any time soon.

For the moment she allowed her force sight to take over for her lack of eyes, studying all those who greeted the two Royals. Krath soldiers, and one other, a general of sorts by the feel of him. Already, Elishana felt herself on high alert, the Krath soldiers didn’t exactly help matters. And there were so many of them..


+1 SP = 5
+20,000 Credits = 100,000
Edited by LykanLunatik, Oct 13 2014, 10:27 PM.
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Day 2, 1:35 am


"I was told of a welcoming party, but I must admit I wasn't expecting one so well armed."
The Nelvaanian calmly stated to the man before them. The man simply bowed and began to speak. She took note of the decoration on his uniform, quickly thumbing through the deeper parts of her memory she recalled it belonging to the rank of High General.

"Welcome Ruusan leaders. This? This is merely a formal welcoming commitee for such esteemed guests? You need not be afraid. They are here to protect you and your ship."
The high general states simply.
"We'll see about that..."
Elishana muttered under her breath, the eyebrows of the high general raised in response but before he could speak Holdvilág cut him off.
"Forgive me then, I'm not used to being welcomed in such a manner. I'm assuming you lead these men, may I ask why we were directed so far off from the rest on the hangars? Our weapons weren't powered on, so I hope we haven't done anything wrong upon entering the system."
Slightly concerned, there was little reason that she could think of to direct them in such a location, hopefully she could shed some light on what was going on.

"In the interest of your safety, we thought you would prefer these more secluded bays. Not everyone is entirely satisfied with teh empresses coronation tomorrow, and some have taken it upon themselves to attempt to be disruptive to our more esteemed guests. Come, I'll take you to some waiting chambers."
The high general turns and leads the way through a parted path between the high guards, who stayed flanked around all three center figures.
+1 SP = 6
+20,000 Credits = 120,000


Edited by Yuricane, Oct 16 2014, 04:46 PM.
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Day 2, 1:37 am

"I was told of a welcoming party, but I must admit I wasn't expecting one so well armed."

If that wasn’t the understatement of the millennium, Elish wasn’t sure what was. Something was fishy, surely Elania had picked up on that by now, hadn’t she? Perhaps she had, and the blind woman just couldn’t pick up on it yet.

"Welcome Ruusan leaders. This? This is merely a formal welcoming committee for such esteemed guests? You need not be afraid. They are here to protect you and your ship."

A hand full of guards, far less than were there, would have sufficed in Elishana’s mind. Could all of the weaponry, all of the manpower really be to protect a single ship? She couldn’t help muttering under her breath.

"We'll see about that..."

"Forgive me then, I'm not used to being welcomed in such a manner. I'm assuming you lead these men, may I ask why we were directed so far off from the rest on the hangars? Our weapons weren't powered on, so I hope we haven't done anything wrong upon entering the system."


Elish waited intently for a response, she very much wanted to know the answer as well, though he would likely lie. An ambush leaving no one alive and no record of Royals ever coming to the planet seemed the most likely.

"In the interest of your safety, we thought you would prefer these more secluded bays. Not everyone is entirely satisfied with teh empresses coronation tomorrow, and some have taken it upon themselves to attempt to be disruptive to our more esteemed guests. Come, I'll take you to some waiting chambers."

"Disruptive in what way?"

Her voice calm and dry, leaving no implication of what her mind was thinking. Liar is what she wanted to say, yet she suppressed that notion, the nagging urgency, to do so.

"Nothing for you to worry about. Standard political unrest. Rallies. Marches. The occasional vandalization. Nothing our forces can't handle."


+1 SP = 6
+20,000 Credits = 120,000
Edited by LykanLunatik, Oct 20 2014, 10:57 PM.
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Day 2, 1:39 am

As the General lead them further into the rabbit hole, Elish could only wonder how much longer this would go on before her fellow Royal would put a stop to it. Or would she ever? It would remain to be seen she guessed. With a mental shrug, she continued, lead mostly by her ears. The light taps of each individual as they moved ever forward. She still felt very uncomfortable, something sinister was defiantly afoot here, yet she would not be the one to call the General out on it. She just kept feeling it out, waiting, for Elania to say anything, or do something.

The General lead the two Royals to a room with a large table that seated 6-10 people. Adjoining to the room were two smaller rooms with lounging chairs and a bed. Also adjoined was an even smaller washroom. ‎‎‎‎‎12 of the guards stayed behind to watch over the ship, but the other 28 continue to lead on to the room with the General.
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At arrival, 6 of the guards file to just inside the room, while the rest remain outside. The General walks in and accesses a small control panel for a moment before turning back to the Royals.

"I hope this space is to your liking."


+1 SP = 7
+20,000 Credits = 140,000
Edited by LykanLunatik, Oct 20 2014, 10:57 PM.
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Empress Teta - Waiting Room

Day 2, 1:42 am


Upon entering the room, her mind began to search every corner for anything that could be threatening or harmful. The High General hasn't shown any aggression, even if his behavior was unusual, so there was no reason to cause any trouble herself. As far as she could tell this room was monitored but she wasn't able to notice anything out of the ordinary.

"Thank you for the escort here, this will be perfect for us to rest a bit after our flight."
She pulls up a chair and sits, relaxing but still facing the High General.
"Pardon my asking, but I don't believe we got your name."

Her question caused the man's head to shake as he voiced his response.

"Soldiers in the Empress's high army do not have names. We are a unit, not individuals. Some of the Empress's hands will be here shortly-like. I shall leave you now, unless you need anything else."

She bowed her head, and with that the High General and 8 of his men left the room. Six remained inside with the Royals and if her math was correct that would leave around 14 men outside. She opened her mind and voiced her thoughts to her companion.

"Something feels off, I'm sure we're being watched as well...If they're having internal conflicts it doesn't make sense to cut aid off from us. We'd send support if it was asked for."

+1 SP = 7
+20,000 Credits = 140,000
Edited by Mors Kuolemahl, Oct 21 2014, 10:15 PM.
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Heir of the Death WitchElishana - 3
Holdvilág - 4


Several hours of waiting was in store for the duo, during which, the ever-present guards never made a sound, and barely made any movements as they stood watch. Finally someone began to leisurely approach the long hall and quiet room at it's end. The four individuals should have been easily noticed by the royals from Nwul, even before the guards were aware they were coming, as they were all highly force sensitive, and not trying to hide or disguise their presence in the least.
When they finally made their way to the room, the guards wordlessly parted to let the two couples through their ranks. Two males and two females, walking close enough to imply heterosexual relations between them. Unlike the guards, though, their attire was obviously not regulation.

The first man entered with his couplette almost literally hanging off of his side. In his hands, he tentatively toyed with an eerie object that resembled a long dagger, but with a forked blade of a green tint. He wore long flowing silks of many bright colors. Deep blues, bright reds, and glistening golden yellows all appeared to cover him in a most comfortable rainbow of light.
The shorter woman at his side was very thin, and wore clothing similar to the man she clung to, only in darker hues of blues, grays and blacks and with no sleeves. Both wore an abundance of jewelry, he gold, and she silver, including a large flat necklace that covered much of her ample cleavage.
The second couple were both much larger than the first. The male, tall and broad, had to duck slightly to avoid hitting his head on the door frame as he entered. He was clothed in a rather basic, and unappealing tunic and pants that fit snuggly over his bulging muscles. The leather-bound handle of a great sword could be seen peaking over his shoulder but he made no move to pluck the large weight from his back. Instead his massive arms swung loosely at his sides at even his smallest movements.
His partner's large size was not to be attributed to genetics, as much as his, but instead would have more to do with her eating habits. There was little doubt that this woman did not miss very many meals. Even as the group arrived, she was holding in her hands a nearly finished plate topped with several bare bones and the meaty remains of what was once a fair sized animal. The first sound any of them made was her belching none-too-quietly, and then wiping her face on one of the many layers of greasy, stained cloth that covered her form.

The first male quickly glanced, un-approvingly, at the sound before turning his attention back to the guests he had come to greet. He looked them both over once, flashed a wide smile that for a moment almost looked truly genuine. Meanwhile, the silver-clad woman and larger male also both continued to eye over the two royals, although admittedly, for different reasons. When the first male spoke, his voice came out very smooth, and calm.
"We are the Empress' hands, eyes and ears. You are the visiting rulers of Nwul."
His words were not a question, but instead a pure recital of facts.
"Such a sudden, unannounced, visit, this early in the morning. To what do we owe the pleasure?"

(For this campaign, we can RP more frequently and in smaller pieces via PM. This way you can have more to write by telling both parties actions in your posts. However, if you stray from what the actions we decide each party will take, I will penalize your progress and success in this mission.)
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Day 2, 1:44 am

As they entered, Elish mentally scanned the room, as she was almost sure her companion was doing as well. It would have been foolish of her not too.

"Thank you for the escort here, this will be perfect for us to rest a bit after our flight. Pardon my asking, but I don't believe we got your name."

Elania’s question caused the General’s head to shake as he voiced his response.

"Soldiers in the Empress's high army do not have names.”

The blind woman, in her mind, stopped him right there. What load of Bantha fodder was this? She would be remiss had she let that one slide. Lies and more lies..

“We are a unit, not individuals. Some of the Empress's hands will be here shortly-like. I shall leave you now, unless you need anything else."

"Leave, but not without leaving your guards here to watch us, right?” A statement she would think only to herself, careful not to say it aloud, as much as she wanted to. And by the force did she want to.

"Something feels off, I'm sure we're being watched as well...If they're having internal conflicts it doesn't make sense to cut aid off from us. We'd send support if it was asked for."

“You are just now picking up on this? They are obviously toying with us, do not allow them to lure you into their game, Elania. As tempting as it may be for you to trust, know that not everyone is worthy of it.”

Her own careful mental words came in retort to the ones she had received from the other Royal, though she did feel remorse for having to be so harsh towards her.



+1 SP = 8
+20,000 Credits = 160,000
Edited by LykanLunatik, Oct 26 2014, 11:50 PM.
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Day 2, 4:01 am


Elishana's statement was a tad harsh, but not without reason. Holdvilág had been concealing her thoughts and feelings from pretty much everything at this point.

"No, i've been cautious since we entered the system. However, they haven't showed us any hostility so I feel its best to be diplomatic. If they meant us immediate harm they could have always shot us out of the sky."

A morbid smirk as she closed her eyes, keeping her mind open and watching her surroundings.

---

After a few hours, four force sensitives began to make their way to the room. Holdvilág quickly pulled herself out of her light rest and straightened herself in her chair as they walked into the waiting room. The man with the small blade was the first to speak.


"We are the Empress' hands, eyes and ears. You are the visiting rulers of Nwul. Such a sudden, unannounced, visit, this early in the morning. To what do we owe the pleasure?"

There was a bit of a bite to his words, but it just hit her that they were so early. She had been so busy the past few weeks that she started to forget what normal hours were. Not a great first impression but there was nothing to be done about it at this point.

"I fear I hadn't realized the time. I've been so busy that my days have been melting into one another. Thank you for taking the time to meet with us though, as for why we are here,"
Something was caught in her throat so she quickly and quietly cleared it,
"The Union is concerned. The Empress Teta system has been slowly withdrawing itself from The Union. Recently we were informed you've even cut off all trade with us. So we are here to discover why that is and if we can, mend whatever bridge seems to have burned."

+1 SP = 8
+20,000 Credits = 160,000
Edited by Mors Kuolemahl, Nov 3 2014, 07:03 PM.
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Day 2, 4:02 am


The smaller male suppressed a small laugh, and then responded.

"Oh, that. I'm sure the empress didn't mean to hurt your feelings. We were just..." His lips formed a sadistic smile "...preparing for a war. With you."
The guards standing in the room aim their blasters and start firing upon the two union members. at the first shot, the remaining guards rush into the room and also add to the firing squad. Instinct takes over as Holdvilág propels the table towards the firing soldiers, sending a number of them crashing into the wall giving her and her companion time to drawn sabers and work on deflecting the blaster bolts away from themselves, but before she could draw her saber, she felt a pull from the Force. In an instant, the Royal is flung above the chaos that had erupted within the room and down a long corridor.

Her vision blurred as she hit the wall. She felt the ground next and struggled for a second to get to her feet, shaking off the impact.
"Well this makes their intent very clear..." She thought to herself.
Calling her saber to her hand, the blue blade hissed to life and ready for combat.

+1 SP = 9
+20,000 Credits = 180,000
Edited by Mors Kuolemahl, Nov 21 2014, 03:49 PM.
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Day 2, 4:03 am


Moving at high speeds, aided by the force, the silk-wearing man rushed at Holdvilág, with his clingy partner in his arms. Just a few paces away, she grabs her necklace and it's shape melts and reforms into a large saber that she lunges with while her beau continues moving forward, looking to strike swiftly. The Royal funnels her rage through her body, feeding off of the fury from the surprise attack and using it to augment her speed and movements. Seeing her opponents closing for an attack, she quickly sent a burst of energy towards her foes, focusing a Push at the woman attempting to knock her away from her partner.

The force push passes by the woman harmlessly and instead pushes against the male Krath, slowing his acceleration, causing the woman to eject from his arms and eject forward. She stumbled slightly as she gathered her footing, and the shape of the saber in her hand wavered in that same moment. Meanwhile, the male changed course, and attempted to move behind Holdvilág, forked blade in hand. Taking advantage of the woman stumbling, Holdvilág re-positioned herself to keep the male Krath in vision, while throwing a blow at the woman's shoulder. The silver blade in the woman's hand bent and moved behind her back to meet with the lightsaber, deflecting most of the shock, but not enough to entirely save her from being grazed by the glowing saber. the man sped in towards the two, reaching his weapon out to collide with the lightsaber and try and twist it away from his companion.

She began to channel her fighting sight, keeping watch for an opening she could use to her advantage. The forked blade collides with her saber, applying pressure she aimed a kick at the woman at the same time. However, once the weapons met, both Krath smiled and withdrew from the fight. The male caught a cloned copy of her lightsaber in his hands as he made space between her, and the female simply did a backflip out of danger, hovering away from Holdvilág. The silver blade now spinning around her head like a crown. The male ignites the new lightsaber in his hand while taunting his foe.

"Stop fighting the inevitable. Lay down your arms and I'll make sure your death is swift and painless."

+1 SP = 10
+20,000 Credits = 200,000
Edited by Mors Kuolemahl, Dec 6 2014, 10:19 PM.
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Day 2, 4:04 am


A small smile formed on her lips, the weapon was a challenge, but a lightsaber? They had no idea who they were toying with. She stared at the man, black eyes burning with a silent fury while her face wore a different, calmer look.
"Tell me, how many Royals have fallen to you? How many have you faced in combat? If this is your first, any thought that you have a chance deserves to be stamped out."
She raised her arm quickly, calling upon the force and fueling it with her emotions. She directed the attack at the women, seeking to overpower her and sever her connection to the force.

At first, the petite woman held back Holdvilag's attack with relative ease, until her force connection was abruptly and temporarily severed. in that instant, the silver mass that held back the lightsaber gave way and fell, now dripping from her clothes and pooling at their feet. The male only barely managed to save his partner from certain doom, turning his own attack with the copied lightsaber into a quick parrying defense. with one hand holding the new saber, he quickly reached back with his other hand and placed his forked blade directly in contact with the female Krath who had fallen to the ground a moment before. without looking back to his now two companions, he spat at Holdvilag.

"Your title of royalty is a sham. Your kind can never hope to be revered as true royalty."

The attack on the women should buy her time to defeat the man, then she could deal with her later, hopefully get some information out of her at the same time. Althought now she had another 'copy' to deal with...the initial pain of being reconnected to the force would hopefully buy her some more time.
"And you call your 'Empress' any better? A ruler who would order an attack on two visitors who came only to talk? That's a coward's tactic, and I have no choice but to put you down. Keep up as best you can."
Her words were punctuated with an lightning quick barrage of strikes at the man, he was obviously loyal to his Empress and she hoped her insults would strike a nerve, giving her another edge.

+1 SP = 11
+20,000 Credits = 220,000
Edited by Mors Kuolemahl, Dec 7 2014, 08:24 PM.
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Day 2, 4:06 am


The man was fully on the defensive, using both lightsaber and forked blade to block against Holdvilág's series of attacks and the two identical women could do little more than watch. even though the forked blade came in contact with the lightsaber a few times, no duplications occured.

"I don't expect you to understand the Empress' greatness. Not right away, that is."
In a hurricane of movement, the man used his accelerated speed to run up the wall and across the ceiling, giving him a brief chance to attack from above with the lightsaber before landing behind his prey once again. She said nothing in return, focusing her thoughts into analyzing his moves. She already was falling into her usual combat routine, using her fighting sight to stay a split second ahead of her opponent, while using her rage and speed to temper her attacks. The man was fast himself and attempted to outmaneuver her. She barely had enough time to block the aerial attack, but was able to pivot on her feet. Using a riposte technique of the fifth form, she attempted to knock away the saber and attack his upper body.

Control of his lightsaber lessened and the blade went dark as it was almost knocked from his hand entirely, and had it not been for his quick movements, the newly made hole in his silken clothes would have been in his shoulder just below the collarbone.
"Have you any idea how expensive this was!?"Stepping to the side and re-igniting the blade, he began an offensive sequence of attacks. While he was not as quick of skilled as Holdvilág with the weapon, he did employ a sampling of Trŕkata with the lightsaber as well as occasionally attacking more with the strange forked blade using maneuvers similar to those taught in the practice of Jar'Kai. She let out a small laugh, his concern over his clothes was hilarious. He was trained with a lightsaber, that showed over his use of Trŕkata, but he was no artist with the blade. Holdvilag could see the openings he'd try to take, shutting it off and the trying to sneak in an attack, a few times he came a bit too close to succeeding. The small blade was more of a concern though, the last thing she needed was a copy of herself fighting her at the same time. She parried a blow to her right flank, twisting the blades around to give her the momentum needed to go into a counterattack, aiming a blow to the arm holding the small weapon. The blow to his arm left a burnt scar and the pain sent the man reeling back, unsteady on his feet for a moment. his grip on his special weapon almost dropped but he managed to hold on. the lightsaber in his hand remained raised up as a guard against the Nelvaanian.

Time is short...
The woman would be coming to her senses soon, and it would be far easier to deal with her without him interfering. She called upon her rage, sending a fatal strike towards her foe.

+1 SP = 12
+20,000 Credits = 240,000
Edited by Mors Kuolemahl, Dec 15 2014, 09:21 AM.
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Day 2, 4:07 am


The woman's clone jumps in front of the attack, taking the full fatal blow. Her body crumples under the force of the strike. cauterized wounds split open, seeping blood on the ground. Holdvilág scowled.
"You're testing my patience, but its always good to know some still fight to their end."
Mentally she formed a violent bubble around herself, raising her three enemies into the air momentarily before violently throwing all of them backwards. Her eyes focused on the weakened man and she dashed forward, saber ready to strike him down while he was stunned from the attack. Being thrown back knocked the forked blade from the man's hand. As soon as he let go, the tattered corpse of a woman and the lightsaber in his other hand vanished, leaving him weaponless to protect himself against the Royal's assault. Yet at the last moment, the attack on his life was stopped by a large rippling mass of silver. The female Krath was back in the fight. From the direction of the man and silver sheen that had protected him, a slow but powerful wall of telekinetic force pushes against Holdvilág, separating her from her prey.
"Impressive."
She jumped away from the wall, but not so far away from her wounded adversary.
"You have be reunited with the Force quite quickly, a painful experience. Your Empress does choose worthy people to serve under her."
She began to focus her thoughts to a fine point, utilizing her teachings in Shatterpoint to search for a weak spot in her telekinetic wall.
Behind the double wall of force and swirling silver mass, the female ran to her lover's side and helped him into a seated position, leaning against the wall and pulling his unique weapon to his side. Her focus on anything except her wounded companion wavered as did the telekinetic wall she'd thrown up. He tried to say something to her, so she leaned her ear to his lips to hear his whispered words before raising her head again to gaze at him longingly in his eyes. With a weak smile and a tear in her eye, she turned back to Holdvilág and wiped away the tear to reveal a fire in her eyes that burned fiercely.
The man was fading, Holdvilág could feel the emotion in the air. Sadness, fury, regret, vengeance, love...They were more then just warriors fighting beside each other, and she could not even imagine watching someone she cared that deeply for fade away before her. Still, they had engaged her and must be dealt with. She focused on the wall of force holding her back, in her minds eye she saw the cracks within it, coupled with the female's momentary lack of focus made it easy for her to use the Force to shatter and break it down. Her steady glace falling on the enraged woman as she readied herself for an attack.
"If you seek to save him, strike me down quickly. But should you fail, I vow to put you both down quickly so you can join with the Force together."

+1 SP = 13
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Edited by Mors Kuolemahl, Jan 4 2015, 12:45 AM.
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Day 2, 4:09 am


The woman lept forward, into the silver pool in the air. It coated her body in a thin film of metallic sheen, leaving only small holes for her eyes to see out. Charging at Holdvilág, she made a throwing motion and the coating over her right hand flew off and continued to fly forward splitting into seven pieces that flew like throwing needles. These small sharp pieces then accelerated with ballistakinesis to close the gap even more quickly. The projectiles came at Holdvilág fast, she had managed to dodge a handful and deflect a few others, but that didn't stop two of them from getting through, one hitting her in the shoulder and the other on the same forearm. She gritted through her teeth, and used the pain to drive her forward, speeding at her adversary. Force fueled, it didn't take her long to close the gap between the fighters, and the Nelvaanian unleashed a barrage of lightsaber blows at her opponent.

The protective layer prevented her lightsaber from cutting into the woman's body, but did not protect her from the physical force of the blows. She stood there, receiving the beating while continually breaking off small pieces of the silvery substance to arc away and back at her attacker with speed and precise sharpness. Within a few brief seconds, a hornet's nest of the silver substance was created and deflecting the projectiles while keeping up the assault was becoming a chore. Eventually the silver needles would wear her down and they were too small and fast to be completely blocked. The sharp pain drove her forward, causing her strikes to become quicker and harder with each second. She growled and shot her hand towards the woman's face, shooting a powerful force push point blank.

The woman's plan was simple, but it was working. As long as her foe was defending herself, she wasn't attacking, and if she was attacking, then she subjected herself to being attacked as well. All the silver-clad woman had to do at this rate was outlast her opponent, and her attacks were mentally controlled so she could continue to fight even as her body was broken. As she was pushed back she flipped head over heals backward twice before landing back on her feet and sliding back from the force of the push. Now she was farther away and the lightsaber-wielding Royal wouldn't be able to hit her as easily. By now there was enough of the strange silver material pulled from her protective layer to continue using just what was already in use. The liquid metal used to attack Holdvilag would continue to retreat into the air and then dive into the Nelvaanian's body.

For Holdvilág, a different approach was needed. Mentally she sent a burst of the Force around her, pushing any of the needles that were close away from her for a moment. Her lightsaber lifted from her hand and hung in the air in front of her, while she brought her hands together, focusing her mind. The attack continued, but the saber sprung to life as the Royal implemented a saber barrier to defend herself. Her knowledge of Force Valor would allow her to fight and keep the barrier up, protecting her against the aerial assault. Fists clenched, she pounced at her foe. If slicing attacks cause the defense to tear away, perhaps a barrage of blunt strikes would cause internal damage, leaving the shell unharmed. Using her knowledge of Vaapad along with her training in Hijkata, she could make quick work of her enemy.

+1 SP = 14
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Edited by Mors Kuolemahl, Jan 26 2015, 09:00 PM.
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Day 2, 4:13 am


Holdvilág had changed her tactics and the krath woman now saw that the tables had turned against her. The Royal's lightsaber now acted, seemingly, on its own, defending against the liquid darts, while the now unarmed foe in front of her rained down on her silver covered body with a series of physical blows. The new attack strategy slowly pushed the woman backwards as her only defense was the silver barrier coating her skin and clothes. She felt her ribs and other bones crack more than once but used her telekinetically controlled armor to keep herself standing. All she had to do was endure the pain a little bit longer.
Behind her, still seated against the wall, the injured man noticed his lover being pushed back and he reached out to the forked blade at his side and grasped it as tightly as he could, given that his hand was broken from the previous attack.

The Royal's plan was working, she could feel her enemy's body break with each blow, but rather then fight back she would only stand there...Holdvilág felt a stirring, the krath's partner was up to something. Holdvilág had already done enough damage though, and he may be too late to act. She diverted her lightsaber for a brief moment, taking a shard to her shoulder again. The blade sliced open a space on her opponents side before reverting to its guard. A flash of images rushed into her sight, Holdvilag tried to force her palm over the cut. Looking to use the internal wounds she created, flood the wounds with the Force, and use the skill of Dark Transfer to end her opponent's life. When the lightsaber suddenly changed path and attacked her side, the krath was startled, but at the same time, that was something different, and different is what she was waiting for. The lightsaber had cut deep though, and had her protective layer been thicker, she might have been fine, but enough of her liquid metal was being used to attack that her defensive armor wasn't enough to prevent her from being cut. The gash was about a hand's width long down her side and the lightly cauterized wound opened easily as she suddenly made her move.

She stepped into Holdvilág's attack, taking a direct punch to the jaw in the process. As she moved forward, closer to the Nelvaanian, she drew all the remaining quicksilver from around her body and in between the two women, to lash out at her foe from within her protected zone. As a sudden new wave of pain coursed through her body from the hand at her side, the krath woman forced her metal into one final burst of an attack at the other's chest, neck, and limb joints. Pain overwhelmed her body as she felt death, and looked down at the metal impaling her body. She felt the life within her quickly vanish and slump to the floor. Her vision flooded with white...The force of her fist meeting her opponent's jaw snapped her out of the precognition, Holdvilág dove, attempting to dodge the counterattack. A sharp, blinding pain pierced her calf as she felt the cold liquid metal force its way through her leg, barely missing the bone. She cried out, rolling off to the side. Acting as quick as she could, she moved her hand to the wound, attempting to stop the bleeding by mending her flesh with the Force, a full healing would have to wait...

+1 SP = 15
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Edited by Mors Kuolemahl, Mar 8 2015, 03:17 PM.
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Day 2, 4:15 am


Both women were reeling in pain from their new injuries and neither seemed to be intent on further harming the other for the brief moment. In the lull, the male's voice could be heard quietly speaking in labored breaths.

"You, belong, to me." leaning heavily against the wall, he spoke again. "You, are, mine."
Something about hearing him, cleared the female krath's mind and she pulled together her liquid metals into one dark mass above the other woman's body. Holdvilág barely had enough time to mend the vital muscles and close the wound meaning it would still be painful to move about, but she had no plans to finish this fight on her feet. Growling in rage, she levitated her body off the ground with the force, hovering over the floor and telekinetically shot herself forward violently. Her enemy's shield was down, now was the time. Her lightsaber flew to her hand, blue blade screaming to life as she aimed to finish the woman off. The male, seeing this, pushed himself off the wall and jumped to intercept. The female's liquid metal stretched out in large spike towards Holdvilág's moving form, and the woman herself raised an arm reflexively to try and protect herself. The silver spike hurtled towards Holdvilág, but the female's panicked state made it obvious what the flight path was going to be and the royal quickly propelled herself to the side. What happened next almost seemed to occur in slow motion, the man had tried to intercept her, but fell short of his goal, falling next to her as she sped towards her prey. The distance closed fast, and the Royal swung her saber across the woman's chest, cutting clean through her. Holdvilág turned, suspended in flight and faced her remaining opponent as she felt the woman's life fade instantly.
"You both have fought well, but i'm afraid my life isn't yours to take."

As the woman died, her silver weapon fell to the floor, splashing and mixing with the blood already on the ground. The male, landed on the ground and he crawled to his rapidly dying lover and his raspy voice cried out to her through the building tears that betrayed his previous emotion.

"You belong to me. Get up and fight. We're not done yet."
His weapon lay discarded beside him as he held on to his dead companion. Partner. Lover.
As the warmth left her body, so did her body fade from the world. Literally. Starting from her extremities and edges, her body began to dissipate into wisps of smoke that quickly vanished in the air. Holdvilág had tensed up, ready for him to strike but the realization that he wasn't talking to her just hit her, he was talking to his partner. The scene went from a battleground to one of tragedy. She empathized with him and couldn't even imagine what was going through his mind. She floated over to him, saber pointed downward towards him.
"I made a promise. Shall I send you to her, or do you wish to fight?"
The man kept repeating the same phrase over and over to his dead lover. Holdvilág took that as the answer she needed. A quick slash of her saber and his life was extinguished as well, drifting off into the air, smoke dancing between the two of them. Holdvilág let out a long breath and silenced her saber. Gently, she set herself down on the ground and began to administer better aid to her wounded leg. A glint caught the corner of her eye while she worked as she noticed the small dagger, laying inert on the ground. Once she was finished recovering, she would need to inspect the weapon

+1 SP = 16
+20,000 Credits = 320,000
Edited by Mors Kuolemahl, Apr 3 2015, 11:17 PM.
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