Junction [BSS, ME, SO, TIC] PROPHET MOTIVE | Junction of Voss & 3 Empty Hexes (see thread)

[Arris Windrun]

Jared Starchaser

He was fast and managed to avoid a stronger hold. Still, it was clear to her--as likely as it was to him--that neither were giving this fight their all. To the spectator, like say... a scrambling mercenary who caught their fight at a glance... it looked a little odd, given the violence and destruction of the battle around them.

Arris reached back around, attempting to bind his arms behind his back. More than anything, she didn't want him to use those blades.

"Huh?" She hadn't expected more talk. "I already..." She groaned while trying to keep her grip. "...told you! Just one Mystic."

The Black Sun probably had more than one Voss Mystic in their bag already - Arris wanted to bring one back to Desevro.

"You say you're not quite a Jedi, yeah? So what gives? Why defend these authoritarian assholes?"

It was perhaps a rich thing to say.

That mercenary who had been watching them? He was a little too distracted and took a blaster bolt to the back - poor guy.

 

[Drego Ruus]

Tag: Darth Strosius Naamino Zuukamano ​

The punch to his helm rattled him, as Drego stumbled back just enough to get a bit of distance between them. The scratch across his chestplate would be a reminder of this day.

And yet, under his helm, under his armor, he couldn't help but smirk. The Sith were monsters, they were murderers and conquerers. But that just made them worthy opponents.

"You're welcome to try, shabuir.", Drego spat out as he raised his free arm, his shield popping off his back, and onto his arm.

He'd hit the sith hard and fast. Like a true warrior.

Charging forward, he kept his shield high as he closed the distance once more, before he came out with his shovel once more, a downward strike aimed right at Strosious's head.

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The Charging Bull dove, and dove, before breaking off once more. But not without another savlo. The AI in charge, Tanya, watched as Naam broke off with one mystic, but left another.

Ruthless was how the AI was once described, by Drego himself. He prefered it that way. A single high explosive missile launched from the speeder as it broke to turn, aimed right at the leftover mystic.

Drego wasn't going to let them get away with their whole prize. The mystic was vaporized right there was a shockwave rang through the area, right towards Naamino.

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