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[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher almost allowed himself to be killed with his somewhat slow reaction time. He pulled his blade away from his opponent to meet the blade coming at his chest, only nanometres away from getting himself skewered. The Padawan began pushing the blade back from his chest so it wouldn't impale him. Though he wasn't very strong.

@Vi'kas Mirtis

 

[Fedrig]

Fedrig growled as he grabbed the stick the toydarian had used for the auction and threw his weight against the stick, which wasn't much but he aimed the tip the whack firmly against the Sith as he attempted to grab the Sith's attention. His training required him to protect the Jedi at any cost, even if it was his life but he didn't care. He knew that he wasn't going to die this day, at least not like this, he was a soldier and he was going to die wearing the armour and physic of a Clone Trooper.

If his strike to the head didn't work then the kick to the back of the leg should at least do something as he grunted and felt the exhaustion of his malnourished body begin to fail him. He had overexerted himself, in the ever brightening Tatoonine suns. He groaned as he felt himself go dizzy, he needed to focus and he had to remain strong to protect the Jedi. That was his main objective now, protect the Jedi, then get himself free from this sticky situation.

[member="Ali Hadrix"] | [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] | Vi'kas Mirtis

 

[Lord Ajihad]

Vi'kas used the force the force to sense all that was around him, as he locked blades with [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] . He sensed the stick headed for his skull, so he ducked. The stick continued its little journey past his head, and into the Jedi's. He used his second saber to slice forward at [member="Fedrig "]'s extended arm, moving to sever it slightly above the elbow. He could feel both of his opponents' emotions, which he added to his own to fuel himself. He added to his strength, pushing both sabers towards the Padawan's body. The Padawan with a rather heavy stick about to collide with his skull.

 

[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher reacted before even contemplating what was happening. He backflipped to avoid the stick and the lightsabers. Quickly regaining his balance, he lunged his blade towards his opponent's mid-section. "Run!" he called out to @Fedrig. It was incredibly hot due to the planet's nature and the fighting he was enduring. The Padawan grew more tired as the fight went on. He didn't feel scared, or even angry. As he had been taught, he kept calm, knowing anger would only blind his judgement. Using his free hand, he extended his arm partially and attempted to use the Force to choke the Dark Jedi. But Fletcher had no idea whether it would work or not, it wasn't something he practised regularly.

@Vi'kas Mirtis

 

[Fedrig]

Fedrig saw the Jedi flip away and sighed relieved as he attempted to dodge but his reactions were slower than he would have liked. What he needed was a full gear and full equipment if he was going to face this Sith but he didn't and now his arm was cut deep, nowhere near as deep as the Sith tried but it was enough for him to worry about the wound. He dove off the stage and called to the Jedi.

"Run you moron. This fight is beyond either one of us." He raced to where Braha Saca and Ali Hadrix were, waiting for their ship. "I need a first aid kit now!" He growled to them as he compressed his wound, grunting as he raced towards the pair.

[member="Ali Hadrix"] | [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] | @Vi'kas Mirtis | [member="Braha Saca"]

 

[Lord Ajihad]

Vi'kas's blade cut deep into [member="Fedrig "]'s arm, leaving a large gash. There would no doubt be severe damage to his muscles and tendons, so much for lifting heavy stuff. At the same time, he had the Jedi to worry about. There was no doubt he would kill the mere youngling, the question was, how painful would it be?

As [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] 's blade jabbed for his legs, he used one of his saber to direct it into the ground. The boy's momentum would propel him right into the Sith' other blade, which was now pointed right at the Padawan's chest. His own momentum would cause him to impale himself on the Indigo blade, probably driving himself to the brink of death. He would have preferred to deliver his bounty alive, but some things just couldn't be helped.

 

[PadawnPrawn]

"Get yourself help! I'll meet you there." he said to [member="Fedrig "]as he continued to fight the Dark Jedi. Fletcher pulled back from his attack when he felt the tip of the plasma touch his skin. He managed to pull himself away in time. It had caused a wound, but not a mortal one. In a mixture of fatigue and heat, the Padawan collapsed on the floor, too exhausted to keep the fight going for much longer.

[member="Lord Ajihad"]

 

[Braha Saca]

Braha, who had been helping by picking off some of the guards on the outside walls, noticed [member="Fedrig "]had been wounded by the sith's blade. Hurrying towards the young man, he activated a flame thrower on his wrist, pointing it towards the Unexpected opponent. He let off a 6 second burst, following the man's actions as best he could, then lending an arm to The young man, he hauled him up and said "hold on tight, we are heading to my ship. Once we get there, I'll swing by for the others." Then used his jetpack to boost himself and the young clone he was trying to save up to the open loading ramp on his beskaad class patrol ship. finding an open seat, he helped the young man get strapped in, then threw him a med kit. knowing full well that the man wasn't in any condition to fend for himself. He piloted the ship lower, and had the ship set to hover there, until he piloted it away, or input a set of coordinates. Heading back to the loading ramp, he prepped a set of such coordinates and called out to the rest of the group, " Time to head out! All aboard!" Then he proceeded to guard the loading ramp until the others came aboard. he would get their stories soon enough. once they were remotely safe.

[member="Ali Hadrix"] | [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] | [member="Lord Ajihad"]

 

[Fedrig]

Fedrig growled to himself, he got himself a fairly severe wound over recklessness. He tended to his wound, having a moderate understanding in first as he started the process of repairing the damage. He grunting and groaned as he did as much as he could.

He felt somwhat fortunate that the damage was only isolated to his forearm those he hoped with the repairs he did to the wound he would regain his strength in that arm. He was relieved that he was ambidextrous so he could use either hand if required.

Fedrig growled to the Mandalorian "We just want the Jedi, kill the Sith. The woman who save me got away safely so we need to out of here now!" Shouting as he bandaged his arm up.

[member="Braha Saca"] | [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] | [member="Lord Ajihad"]

 

[Lord Ajihad]

As [member="Braha Saca"] unleashed his flaming fury upon the Sith, Vi'kas had other ideas. He used the force to jerk the man's fire-shooting arm across his body, the fire now engulfing poor [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] . With the Mando's left side now exoposed, Vi'kas axtivated his Sith hidden blade. Quick as lightning, he launched it upwards in an uppercut, blade half a second away from piercing the chink in between the man's helmet and chest plate, about to go into lower skull.

@Fedrig

 

[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher, filled with sudden adrenaline, quickly force jumped and flipped out of the way before the flames could do any severe damage. The Padawan brought the blade down in a downward arc on the man's shoulder before landing flat on his feet in front of his opponent. He wasn't to be underestimated, the boy could do severe damage if he wanted to. Anger and fear grew in him as the fight continued, there were no clear winners yet.

[member="Lord Ajihad"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

A fireball would suddenly be launched toward the back of [member="Lord Ajihad"]. Whether it hit, or not, he didn't care. There was one thing in the world that a certain someone despised, and that was slavers. And people helping slavers. If others were to look at the source, they would find a cloaked figure, in brown robes, standing a small ways behind the Dark Jedi.

"Hey!" The man would suddenly call out to the Dark Jedi. "If you want to fight someone, pick on someone your own size instead of a child!" The man would add, before drawing his lightsaber. A blue blade hummed as the hood would come off the man's face... It was Jedi Master Joshua DragonsFlame, formerly the Jedi Grandmaster.

He would shoot Fletcher a look, motioning for him to take the slave and flee. "I'll take care of this. You go with the slave child and the others" He would instruct toward Fletcher, staring down the Dark Jedi with a furious expression. As the Toydarian was nowhere to be found, and Josh had come here to free the slaves anyway... Well, he'd just have to cover their escape, wouldn't he?

[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]
@Fedrig
[member="Braha Saca"]

 

[Lord Ajihad]

Vi'kas sensed the ball of flame coming towards his back, but wouldn't be defeated so easily. He ducked into a crouch, and used telekinesis to pull [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] into the fireball's path. Turning around, he examined the newcomer. His cybernetic eyes did a scan, and he was surprised to see that the Jedi was the former Jedi Grandmaster. He knew he was outmatched, so he would have to think fast. The Sith assassin would grab the boy and swing him in front of him, to be a hostage. He used force-augmented strength to hold the boy in place, preventing his escape. He drew a tranquilizer dart from his robes with his free arm, and moved to plunge it into the boy's neck. The entire time he backed away towards his ship, and subtly pressed a red button on his bracer...

[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Braha Saca]

Braha saw the man pull out a poison dart of some kind, and decided to step into action. he fired his blaster, clearly hitting the dart and melting it completely away. Afterwards, he didn't give the sith much time to react, activating his jetpack, he flew straight into the man, and hit him full on. This should be enough of a distraction to allow [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] time to get onto his ship and flee. He had his ship's droids push a speeder off of the loading ramp, which allowed him another chance to get out of the auction center. He turned to see [member="Ali Hadrix"] runnig towards the speeder, knowing she wouldn't make the ship. Fletcher seemed to be able to make it onto his ship, and he was glad that the young Jedi would be there with the clone from Kamino. He sent the signal through his armor's hud for the ship to go to the location on the planet he had set, and knew it would remain there either until it ran out of fuel, he called it to him, or someone cracked his encryption. He smiled and turned to face his opponent [member="Lord Ajihad"] as he was picking himself off of the ground. "Thanks for the assist!" Braha said to[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] , not quite knowing who the new Jedi was, but he had seen his face around before. Holstering his pistols, he drew his beskaad, grateful for its lightsaber resistance properties, readied for the conflict he knew would ensue. Ali was now picking off the extra security that had been called in to handle the situation, and was doing an excellent job of it. Now all he had to do was provide a decent level of support for this more experienced jedi and they would win. With his lifetime of training, he was a fierce warrior, and would allow those skills to show now.

 

[Fedrig]

Fedrig saw the Padawan there, he grabbed a medic kit and threw it to the boy to help him with any wounds he might have. He growled as he accidently used his wounded arm to throw the box. He heard the engine roared into life as Fedrig moved to the ramp of the ship to see the Bounty Hunter and another Jedi. He thought how odd it was to see Jedi on this planet.

He shouted out to the Hunter, "Wait! What about you and the Jedi? How you gunna meet us?!" He growled, he was a man of plan and action, improvise wasn't something that he liked to do but he did it when he needed to. Life wasn't as organised as he was. He needed to jump in the action, he was made to fight and protect the Republic at least that what he thought he had to do.

[member="Lord Ajihad"] | [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] | [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] | [member="Braha Saca"]

 

[Braha Saca]

Braha Looked up to see the Slave boy's face as he watched from the loading ramp. The boy seemed to want right back into the action, but Braha knew he couldn't make it back down safely, unless he found a way into the ship's storage system and found a way to unlock the controls on his second speeder. He sent a quick transmission to the ship intercom. "Stay where you are, You will be safe on that ship for now." He said keeping most of his attention on his ship. Grateful that his helmet was noise proof, and his attacker couldn't hear him talking. "I have a speeder down here, we will meet up and have a talk a bit later, but for now jusst sit back, relax and enjoy the ride." The man hated to make the young boy sit out of this conflict, but he knew that [member="Fedrig "]needed to heal up before being combat ready again. One of the best pieces of advice he had ever received was 'know your limits' and the other was, 'don't try to do something your body cannot handle'. If you didn't do either of these you risk death in battle. There were exceptions to every rule, but not this time. He knew the kaminoans combat trained their clones, as well as gave them a sense of loyalty and will to follow orders. This wasn't the time to test the boy's skills. He hadn't sent his ship too far away for the man to provide sniper assistance though, so he gave the code to the armory to the boy, and told him about the small collection of firearms that he had for almost every purpose imaginable. "Armory, door code 2547, You know what to do kid." he said knowing that Fedrig would know what to do, and hoped he was a good shot.

 

[Lord Ajihad]

The Sith Knight frowned as the tranq dart melted, but wasn't done yet. His Plaeryin Bol opened up a shot a jet of venom at the apprentice. It was a Vong Venom, so he knew that none of the others woud have he cure. That would leave him to cure the boy. As for the Mando, it was too easy. At the last second, he angled his sabers right for the ma's chest. Given the timing, it would be too late to avoid the blow, he would only impale himself on both of the weapons.

[member="Braha Saca"] @Fedrig @Joshua DragonsFlame [member="Fletcher Lorcan"]

 

[Braha Saca]

Braha saw the lightsabers pointing directly at his breastplate, and smiled. His armor was some of the standard mandalorian armor, which nowdays included ray shielding over most of the joints, and over all of the armor plates. At the current angle, the blades would either slice through his arms, or the hilts of his lightsabers, or completely on the other side of his wrists. Of course there was always the possibility he was wrong, but what he wouldn't be wrong about was the fact that he would be safe from being impaled by the sith's sabers. Dropping his blaster, he drew his beskaad and waited until he slammed full on into the sith, who obviously wasn't expecting him to continue to use his jetpack's thrusters after seeing the sabers pointed his direction, and knocked him halfway across the open market space. Braha knew his fuel only had about one more 20 second burst, so he would use it more sparingly from now on.

 

[Fedrig]

Fedrig rushed to the armory that Braha had informed him of and he punched in the codes, he picked up the rifle and took aim at the opponent, he adjusted the scope carefully as he saw Mandalorian shoved the Sith around, he couldn't get a good shot at the Sith due to the Mandalorian's jetpack sending them flying around, he couldn't judge windspeed or its direction as well as adjust for it while attempting to follow them flying through the market.

Fedrig grunted, he was a damn trooper, trained to be the best of the best, he could do this. He took aim and attempted a shot, however the shot was not dead accurate, he probably skimmed either the Sith or Mandalorian as they flew through the market. He called to the second Jedi he met. "We got a wounded soldier here! I hope you ain't gunna sit there, he could use some of tha' magic healing you Jedi can do!" He growled attempting to sound playful as he returned his focus on the Sith.

[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] | [member="Lord Ajihad"] | [member="Braha Saca"] | [member="Fletcher Lorcan"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

[member="Lord Ajihad"] had made a mistake in taking his eyes off the Jedi Master and turning his attention toward the others, especially in trying to take [member="Fletcher Lorcan"] hostage. That plan had failed of course, but Ajihad's mistake would come back to haunt him as he would suddenly find himself stuck in a gravitational pull that would attempt to make him leave his feet and fly toward the Jedi Master, who had used an advanced form of Force Pull in order to telekinetically pull his opponent toward him. As the motion was completed, whether he found a way to stop himself or not, Josh would quickly drop into the Makashi stance he was so proficient at and charge. His speed made him seem like a blur to some, as it appeared he was using the Force as an enhancement for his speed as the Jedi Master would leap into the air and attempt to bring the blue blade down on the man's shoulder.

Whether he hit or miss, it didn't matter, he would turn around the moment he landed and go for a flurry of slashes, with hints of both a graceful and aggressive style within it as he swung for the shoulder again, then the chest, then the hip in his three-slash-flurry. Of course, he hadn't forgotten Fedrig and his request. He knew that if he kept the dark sider busy, then someone else could go and help the wounded.