99 Problems [CIS Dominion of Adarlon]

[Dharma Vessia]

Spice Den: Main Floor

Placing the sabers back in the holsters she had around her thighs, her hands than clapped together. She slowly rubbed them together as she looked over the dead bodies. Many had ran from the den after they answered. Some might have answers to her other questions but she make a deal with each person in the den. With the deed done, her usage of the force went back to down to dealing with the talking objects that remained in the room. She had no clue she actually held everyone because she saw the animated clothes say they were staying.

Dharma needed a moment before moving to her next desire. Sitting down in a chair that was in the middle of the den, she continued looked at the bodies. Focus was the key to stage. All the energy was needed to pull it off. Taking deep breathes; the only alive person in the room was letting force build up with in and around her. Such a focus on the force meant for her to hear even more voices from the smallest of inanimate objects.

Standing back up after it got very noisy for Dharma, she stretched her arms out with palms facing up. The force washed over the bodies as it was pushed outward from Dharma. It was one of two abilities she had learned outside of her “curse”. A long time and practice over it while her lifelong ability plagued her did give her pleasure once it was mastered. When she was a child, many of her teachers just pushed her to the side and called her untrainable. Now she stood with the desire to bend the force to her needs.

One body moved on the floor. Then it slowly took to its feet. Pulling the force inwards again, she took the act to refocus and wash the room. Even her focus and pushing herself did not quiet the voices around her. They continued on with what they wanted to say. It was annoying and disheartening; however, some of feelings shrank as another she killed stood up. Arms almost waved in the air as she tried to make others stand up in a state of undead.

Once the four one stood up, her arms fell to her side and she flopped into the chair. Sighing softly, she looked at the ones that stood, and with an exhausted tone said, “I’ll with you lot in a moment.”

One replied with a groan as he was still adjusting to moving his stiff muscles again. Two other were more understandable with an “Oh… kay…eh.” The one that made the most sense was the first up and he said, “Take your time.”

 

[Rayn H'voc]

@Sophia Walsh, @Shorurra, @Xander Corbal, @Daxton Bane, @Nocturno, @Josiah Denko @Genesis Rostu

Sonja, along with Harbinger 1, 2, and 3, walked alongside their allies and kept watch for any and all traps or ambushes. "Any reason why this place was abandoned? It's quite marvelous." Sonja examined the architecture of the area and was somewhat impressed.

"Check your corners, 117. Stay on your toes and keep an eye out for the little girl." Sonja ordered her squads as the followed close behind the GRand Marshal and the rest. Suddenly, a creature from the bowels of Sithdom had revealed itself. It was a disgusting arachnid-like creature empowered by the dark side of the force. Within the beasts stomach was the little girl. "You heard the Grand Marshal! Open fire! Aim for the head, 117!" Sonja yelled out to her soldiers as they began raining fire upon the beast's face.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

Suddenly, a flicker of motion descended on that big nasty arachnid with the little girl inside. That flicker of motion, it transpired, was one of the Templar instructors, a man who rarely left the Citadel.

He sank two Thorns of Ryloth, hooked wristblades, into the arachnid's back and energized them. The hookblades sliced carapace like butter as he began cutting his way to the girl.

 

[Onrai]

With a smile, Circe looked @[member="Feena Mason"] over. "I'm so happy for you..." And her voice trailed off, turning away as she now frowned. She didn't want Feena to think she was jealous of the fact that she was having a child, no...

It was the fact that in this body, she couldn't have children.

But that wasn't Feena's concern. Why would she care?

 

[Aedan Miles]

@[member="Dharma Vessia"] @[member="Flynn Blackheart"]
Aedan Miles blinked as the squad of cragmoloids finally came lumbering into the spice den to see the main room covered in blood their Captain standing there calmly as Dharma seemed to talk to the dead bodies and then floated. He absently pointed towards the back knowing that the battle there should be over seconds after they arrived because lets face it folks a dozen things the size of this squad charging at you and you just are done. He merely sat down and sighed spinning his light sabers absently as he listened to the screams of people being killed. "Well this was an interesting day to say the least." He walked over to the bar and reached over it pulling a bottle of something off the wall and looking at it before calling out the the Cragmoloids "DON'T DESTROY ANY OF OUR LOOT EITHER OR ELSE I AM SO TAKING AWAY YOUR BACON ALLOWANCE!"

Meanwhile he activated his comlink and ordered the crew to prepare to receive the loot from the spice den mostly spice but there was still some other valuables here. He reached down and grabbed a rifle thinking for a minute before he activated his comlink again opening a channel to @Genesis Rotsu "Grand Marshal this is Captain Miles I have something here to celebrate your victory here once we are done. It is a weapon that I have no use for seeing as how its to small for my men and I don't want it." He looked down at the Verpine rifle sitting on the bar.

 

[Darth Metus]

THE DARK MINES - CHAPEL​

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When the beyond-ugly creature revealed itself, the first response from the Templar was utter disgust. At a glance, he knew that this was not a creature naturally found in nature. What further twisted his stomach was that which resided within the crimson sack upon the beast's body: the child! 'I have to save her.' Josiah thought frantically, gripping his saber tightly as he rushed forward. With a gross disregard for his own well-being, he charged, assisting in bringing phenomenal sums of pain to its existence by hacking at one of its legs with his lightsaber. A grotesque cry filled the chapel; spurned by the hail of blaster fire, Ember's Thorns, and Josiah's attack upon its legs.

But this wasn't enough. The child was still in peril, and Josiah's mind was frantic. He jogged back a step and eyed the beast; his mind screaming that he had to do something to liberate the child from the belly of the monstrosity. And then...he did something that utterly surprised himself. The Force, ever his ally, assisted him in a way it had never before. With his free hand outstretched and pointed at the head of the beast, the Templar unleashed a torrent of mighty electricity, of emerald hue. It crossed the distance between them in the blink of an eye and did that which lightning was known to: shock and burn.

The beast's skin smoldered under the touch of the lightning, yet as soon as the damage had begun, it concluded. With eyes wide in shock, the Templar looked at his hand. He could not believe that he had projected lightning, born of the Force, at the beast. For the second time in a relatively short span of time, he feared that he had fallen to the darkness...yet when he examined himself, he felt no anger. No rage. No malice. No hatred. This was the strangest thing! However, now was not the time to dwell on such things. Now was the time to free the child! As such, he refocused on bringing the beast down, hacking away diligently on its legs as it swayed from the pain characterizing its body.


@[member="Ember Rekali"], @[member="Daxton Bane"], @[member="Shorurra"], @[member="Sophia Walsh"], @[member="Sonja Mercier"], @Nocturno, @Xander Corbal.

 

[Darth Rixas]

@[member="Flynn Blackheart"] @[member="T:N1:LDR"]

As the two forms rushed past Flynn and Oron with a fury, sending a sweeping wind over the duo causing Oron's trench coat to lightly flap even in his crouched position. His shaded eyes looked over to Flynn whom slapped his legs. Once informed of the 3rd operative at the other end of the corridor, Oron's lightsabers came to life in his hands. Two dual blades of violet rotated in his hands as he charged down the corridor, deflecting bolts from enemy fire as he homed in on the guard to the left side of the door, trusting that his comrades would take care of the remaining two.

Stopping just before the guard, Oron raised his left-handed lightsaber above his head and swung downward, slicing the guard's rifle in two. In the same motion, he used the swing's momentum to slam his shoulder into the guards chest and with the aid of the Force amplified his strength enough to slam his aggressor into the wall and crater his back into the paneling. The guard scratched at Oron's shoulder briefly before the Infiltrator stepped away and watched as the man fell to his knees. Refusing to let the guard recollect himself, Oron stepped back, drew his right-handed lightsaber to his chest, took a step forward and swiftly penetrated the guard's thoracic cavity, executing him on the spot.

 

[Sophia Walsh]

THE DARK MINES - CHAPEL

Sophia took a few steps backwards shuttering a little as she watched Josiah use what she knew to be Force lightning on the beast. It's horrendous cries echoing through the mines. A few more steps backwards and the flashbacks started leaving the young woman in a daze. She had thought that power was only a Sith thing but it looked like Jedi could do it too. The pilot had also thought that her day terrors were behind her but it seemed that was not so.

It hadn't been so long ago that she had felt the stings and burns caused by Force lightning herself. Sophia still had scars hidden on her body to prove this. The water that had been drenched on top of her first only had made the sting and burn that much worse. The blaster dropped her her hand as both hands ran across her arms first before she wrapped them around herself. Her arms were burning up or at least they felt like they were and she was beginning to feel little shocks throughout her body.

She needed to pull herself together and help Josiah before she got too far into her terror and passed out or worse started screaming. She was embarrassing herself enough by showing everyone how truly messed up she was. It was something that she tried so hard to hide but now the cat was out of the bag.

So for now at least Sophia stood there frozen like a deer in headlights.


@[member="Ember Rekali"], @[member="Daxton Bane"], @[member="Shorurra"], @[member="Sonja Mercier"], @Nocturno, @Xander Corbal, @[member="Josiah Denko"]