Isabsel
Character
Planet: Eadu
Equipment: Armorweaved Outfit, Cortosis weaved Vibro-Ax, DC-15 Side Arm Blaster
TAG:
Lily Decoria
Isabsel kept running, her hand clutching her side as she continued to do so. The rain continued to batter down on her heavily, and she nearly slipped off the cliff. Isabsel glanced behind her, trying to see if she can see her pursuers. Then she saw a couple flashes of white before then the shouting. "You can't run forever deserter! You traitor!". That was enough for Isabsel to keep running, despite the wound she was dealt. Up ahead appeared to be an abandoned faciltiy of some kind. It looked like it had been here for years, just untouched by any outsider. Perhaps this was a very old Galactic Empire facility. Isabsel ran up to the door, of the building trying to find panel she can try to open up and try to get the door open. Power was most likely out, so she had to try to at least give it enough juice for the door to open.
The voices got closer as lightning flashed over head, her fingers trying desperately to pull off the panel. Isabsel grew frustrated as she took her vibro-ax and pried it open, only making her wound worse. Then she began to try and hotwire the door open. Highly dangerous because of the rain but Isabsel had no choice. Footsteps approached and then stopped. Isabsel closed her eyes as she stopped, turning around, looking at her sisters. Her fellow clones, all apart of her Order. Each of them wanting to kill her.
"Seems you weren't fast enough." one of them said "You're such a disappointment, Isabsel. Had the potential to do so much. But now you have the dishonor of being our first deserter. Command was right to be suspicious of you, ever since you came back from your Nar Shadaa mission. Something corrupted you there. Turned you away from our true purpose. To exterminate the Jedi and Sith. All force users in the galaxy. And you tried to let us believe you died on your latest mission to Vjun."
Isabsel had no words at first to respond to this. Instead she stood there, vibro-ax in one hand, her other holding her wound.
"Nothing to say to explain yourself?"
"...I was shown....a different glimpse of our enemies. The Jedi...aren't.."
"Mind tricks. You have been tricked." There was a sense of relief or maybe the pursuer was just coping."Brainwashed by the Jedi. We can fix you, Isabsel. This isn't you!"
Isabsel just winced in pain as she kept standing her ground, as lightning struck the building, almost throwing Isabsel onto the ground. But that surge caused the door to open briefly, allowing Isabsel to roll into the building as the door closed behind her. The facility was trashed and covered in dust and webs. Isabsel limped deeper into the building, as her hand was now covered with her blood. She needed bacta or bandages. Normally such wounds wouldn't phase an Einzvien Haemoculi. But her sisters were smart, to pack fire grenades. One of them exploded close to Isabel, dousing the left side of her torso in flames. One of the very few thing that can cause their kind pain and suffering. Already weakened, her sisters took turns adding blows to that charred side, their blades cutting deep to try and weaken her further.
Her kind can still bleed out. Isabsel continued to limp forward trying to find any sort of medical supplies. It wouldn't be long before her sisters come inside. Isabel needed help. So she pulled out that communicator and used it.
"Jedi..I..could use your help right now. I'm on Eadu..being hunted. I'd..liked to be rescued now if you can spare the time..."
Equipment: Armorweaved Outfit, Cortosis weaved Vibro-Ax, DC-15 Side Arm Blaster
TAG:

Isabsel kept running, her hand clutching her side as she continued to do so. The rain continued to batter down on her heavily, and she nearly slipped off the cliff. Isabsel glanced behind her, trying to see if she can see her pursuers. Then she saw a couple flashes of white before then the shouting. "You can't run forever deserter! You traitor!". That was enough for Isabsel to keep running, despite the wound she was dealt. Up ahead appeared to be an abandoned faciltiy of some kind. It looked like it had been here for years, just untouched by any outsider. Perhaps this was a very old Galactic Empire facility. Isabsel ran up to the door, of the building trying to find panel she can try to open up and try to get the door open. Power was most likely out, so she had to try to at least give it enough juice for the door to open.
The voices got closer as lightning flashed over head, her fingers trying desperately to pull off the panel. Isabsel grew frustrated as she took her vibro-ax and pried it open, only making her wound worse. Then she began to try and hotwire the door open. Highly dangerous because of the rain but Isabsel had no choice. Footsteps approached and then stopped. Isabsel closed her eyes as she stopped, turning around, looking at her sisters. Her fellow clones, all apart of her Order. Each of them wanting to kill her.
"Seems you weren't fast enough." one of them said "You're such a disappointment, Isabsel. Had the potential to do so much. But now you have the dishonor of being our first deserter. Command was right to be suspicious of you, ever since you came back from your Nar Shadaa mission. Something corrupted you there. Turned you away from our true purpose. To exterminate the Jedi and Sith. All force users in the galaxy. And you tried to let us believe you died on your latest mission to Vjun."
Isabsel had no words at first to respond to this. Instead she stood there, vibro-ax in one hand, her other holding her wound.
"Nothing to say to explain yourself?"
"...I was shown....a different glimpse of our enemies. The Jedi...aren't.."
"Mind tricks. You have been tricked." There was a sense of relief or maybe the pursuer was just coping."Brainwashed by the Jedi. We can fix you, Isabsel. This isn't you!"
Isabsel just winced in pain as she kept standing her ground, as lightning struck the building, almost throwing Isabsel onto the ground. But that surge caused the door to open briefly, allowing Isabsel to roll into the building as the door closed behind her. The facility was trashed and covered in dust and webs. Isabsel limped deeper into the building, as her hand was now covered with her blood. She needed bacta or bandages. Normally such wounds wouldn't phase an Einzvien Haemoculi. But her sisters were smart, to pack fire grenades. One of them exploded close to Isabel, dousing the left side of her torso in flames. One of the very few thing that can cause their kind pain and suffering. Already weakened, her sisters took turns adding blows to that charred side, their blades cutting deep to try and weaken her further.
Her kind can still bleed out. Isabsel continued to limp forward trying to find any sort of medical supplies. It wouldn't be long before her sisters come inside. Isabel needed help. So she pulled out that communicator and used it.
"Jedi..I..could use your help right now. I'm on Eadu..being hunted. I'd..liked to be rescued now if you can spare the time..."