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Kai'el Brat "Guardian of the Light"
A thief was what Braze hunted today. Give or take, theft was a gray art... a matter of perspective more than morality. Still, a job was a job, and the quarry this time happened to be a woman. He never minded that sort of hunt. He wondered briefly how
Cyran Vaas
might critique his choices of contracts...A few simple tips had drawn him here, to the establishment's warm lights and quiet murmur of conversation. Braze stepped through the door, long dark cloak trailing behind him, as he let his pale eyes sweep the room. His gaze settled, at last, on
Kinley Pryse
. After a few hushed murmured shared with Gidgit he started further in to the establishment.Perched on his shoulder, a small droid clicked softly in reply, a single optic sweeping left to right, feeding encrypted data into the thin display projected along Braze's vambrace. Another small unit was tucked into the fur-lined hood of his cloak, alert enough to track sound and surroundings. Both little machines hummed faintly working as extensions of his senses as he studied the target across the room.
Braze cut through the vape haze and stopped three paces off her right shoulder.
He settled by the bar, ordering a cup of hot tea when prompted by the bar keep. The small droid on his shoulder tilted its head with a soft chirp, lens focusing briefly on her profile before dimming again. From the fur-lined hood at his back, Gizmo stirred with a faint metallic rustle, then stillness.
He turned to settle those somber jade green eyes on the woman. "Kinley Pryse I presume? Perhaps, I can interest you in some new jewelry? "
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Kai'el Brat "Guardian of the Light"
Braze allowed his sphere of influence over the force tell him all he needed about his target. Force sight was something he had learned to fine tune to miralukan nuance. He was eyeing her over rather intently an un abashedly with those jade green eyes watching the slight of how she breathed and how her muscles tensed.
"Guilty conscience? I didn't even say you took anything… yet." He sighed softly ready to activate his Lightveil Circlet if she chose to do anything rash. "We could skip the dramatics and walk out with civility. "
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Kai'el Brat "Guardian of the Light"
Braze smiled, amusement glinting in his jade eyes. "What makes you think I care about the trinket or the credits? Maybe I just enjoy reminding petty thieves where they stand. Right now you're standing where I let you. Are you going to be a good girl and save yourself the embarrassment of trying to run? There's nowhere in this city I can't find you if you try. "
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Kai'el Brat "Guardian of the Light"
Braze's gaze tracked the minute twitch of her fingers. The moment her hand brushed the rim of her hat, his pulse slowed, the world folding in upon itself as he slipped easily into Force Speed.
The blast bloomed an instant later, light, smoke, and shrapnel scattering through the air. His expression barely changed. The explosion painted his peripheral vision in orange and white, but his focus never left her. A single breath drew the air to his will; a ripple of the Force pressed outward, smothering flame and spark alike until only the acrid scent of smoke remained.
He didn't lunge nor rush after his prey. His stride was unhurried, as he followed the fading echo of her presence through the doorway. The casino's chaos fell away behind him, the warped sounds fading gently.
Outside, Kinley's shimmered silhouette tried to blend into the crowd. A clever trick, but not clever enough. Both Gidgit and G.I.Z.M.O. had already marked her, their shared feed relaying coordinates across sixteen standby sentinels 'eyes' circling the block. The FalconMark Precision Targeting Systems integrated across those droids locked and re-locked as data triangulated the perfect shot.
Three S.P.A.R.K. units broke formation, skittering forward through the smoke they dispersed. The droids fired in sequence, a high-velocity burst of concussive stun rounds.
Braze stepped into the street after them with a calm stride tapping gently on his wrist com and sending signals to the other little droids. Turning to watch how Kinley dealt with this.
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Kai'el Brat "Guardian of the Light"
Braze couldn't see her in the ordinary sense; his eyes registered only blur and motion, but through the Force, her presence shone bright. Within the web of his awareness, the real Kinley moved like a vibrant light inside a darkened storm, every pulse of fear marking her trail.
The floating orbs drifted after her, obedient and relentless. Each one hummed with soft static, their robust sensor arrays flickering in synchronized pursuit. Designed for subduing Force users, they calculated her escape angles with eerie precision, their programming sharp enough to avoid harming innocents even in chaos. The stun shots were harmless, technically, but enough to drop someone into dreamless sleep if caught in the crossfire.
Braze followed at an unhurried pace, fingers gliding over his wrist console as three more spark droids rose from their ports with a low, electric whine. The corners of his mouth curved in to a devious little smirk.
"You can run," he called loudly, trailing after her, "but you cannot hide."
He tapped along his wrist console as three C.A.T.C.H. droids joined in, following Kinley. More little spheres closed in around her, some floating ahead to try and cut off her route.
The first C.A.T.C.H. droids shot overhead, their whine cutting through the city noise like a vibroblade through silk. Heads turned, watching the spectacle of floating droids rush past.
"What the?" someone gasped.
Another person backed into a durasteel column as a glowing sphere zipped past, humming with terrifying menace.
The crowd broke apart instantly. Some ducked for cover, others just gawked, fascinated by the queer sight. One Twi'lek stepped forward, hand half-raised before thinking better of it; whatever this was, it looked official, or at least dangerous enough to stay back.
The droids followed her like a swarm of fireflies. They adjusted formation the moment their sensors locked on. Three units shifted outward, forming a loose triangle around Kinley as they began to close the gap. Their optics pulsed as silent data packets burst outward between them while they calculated distance, angle, and movement in real time.
Every few seconds, one darted upward or veered left, creating a shifting perimeter that tried to force her back toward the center of their cloud. The hum of their repulsors grew sharper as they shifted suddenly.
Then, as one, they fired. Stun bursts arced across the air in overlapping cones of blue light, each volley staggered to leave her no room to breathe. The shots weren't meant to kill, only to overwhelm, to drop her before she could attempt any further vanishing tricks.
Each near miss sparked against the walls, the glow painting the alley ways in flickering flashes of color. The crowd pressed back against doorframes and columns, shielding their faces from the rain of blue lights as the droids tightened the noose with machine precision.
That wasn't all. The C.A.T.C.H. droid spheres deployed their secondary systems, compact Net Guns snapping open with a sharp hiss.
Thin metallic filaments shot outward, expanding midair into shimmering energy webs.
Each droid adjusted position, hovering in a steady triangle as they recalculated trajectory. Their programming adapted with every move she made, tightening the perimeter, layering stun fire with ensnaring bursts until escape routes dwindled to nothing.
The first three S.P.A.R.K. droids fired fast, about two short bursts every second. Each burst carried six stun rounds, so each droid shot around twelve bolts a second. Together they poured nearly thirty-six stun bolts per second into Kinley's target vector, flooding her path with flashing rings of blue light. That number rose to about seventy-two stun bolts per second as the next three S.P.A.R.K. droids joined the attack, doubling the storm and tightening the net around her.