Fuelling The Fire

[Tathra Khaeus]

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

Astrian stood firm in his Crimson Armour, his lightsaber dangling from his belt. The exhaust fumes of ships filled his nostrils as he realised where he was. A ship had crashed into a hangar bay during a incredibly tense argument between himself, two sith warriors and a young female who appeared to be a jedi. Or simply a good doer, Astrian had been beating the smuggler for information regarding a local drug lord he had been sent to track down. However, his massive hulking 8 foot tall self called for attention and with that came some people gripping their blades in the tension. Himself not amongst them, however he apparently was the first to get up as he could not see anyone else on their feet. A few spectators of the arguments bodies lay strewed throughout the hangar. Astrians armour had done him service with leaving his relatively low fatigue.

However now he didn't know what to suspect, taking the saber at his belt from its spot and igniting the red blade, which glimmered in compliment with the crimson armour. He took to his feet, effortlessly pushing aside debris that would have otherwise crush someone of his size. He was an augmented human after all, through the slits of his helmet, he studied the scene before him. He could see the two sith warriors lying limp on the floor. A pilot dangling from the window of the crashing ship, a pity truly. He could have asked him what had happened. However in that instant he could hear the faint sounds of people breathing, inside the ship and outside amongst the debris and then the sound of blaster fire from within the ship. What was inside? Who was alive? Questions troubled the large man's mind as he pulled the pilots body from the wreckage to investigate. Relatively not worried about the girl for the moment. However, with his saber's blade being red, she might mistake him for sith. Or likely be convinced by his early actions, or the darkness that surrounded him when they had spoken, Astrian was either a dark man or had fallen deeper to the dark side in recent months. He had fought jedi, sith, templar and all sorts in that time. Maybe he'd get to fight a grey jedi today, maybe not. Only time would tell.

 

[RC 212]

[member="Astrian Callus"]

RC woke with a jolt as the ship rocked from an impact. Still ever clad in his armor he jumped to his feet vigorously rubbing his eyes and scooping up his weapon. As he opened the door of the cabin he could see the damage control crews furiously beating a path towards the hangar bay. they roared orders above the din of the sips klaxons and the red lights were messing with his tired eyes.

RC followed them mindlessly, slipping on his helmet in a swift motion and pouring towards the hangar bay.
As the crew burst out, he stopped hesitating at the sight of the massive crash.

"Whats going on here?" He asked from across the bay.

He had thought this was simple voyage to the outer rim. God how he hated riding on seedy captains public transportation.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra brought her blade across the man that had been shooting at her, her blades at the others throats. Two sith, the man with the saber, and now three mercenaries, her day was just getting worse and worse, not to mention the fact that she had been cut up and burned in several places by the crash that took them into the hanger. With a sigh she pulled the blades back and then sent a wave of force energy at both of them to knock them hard into the wall and then unconscious as they now lay limp and useless, though those two were very much alive unlike their buddy. Her feet carried her through the wreckage, blades still in hand, as she came upon @RC 212 and [member="Astrian Callus"] who seemed to be having a chat. She stopped and waited, glancing at the two Sith, whether they were unconscious or dead she did not know, but she wanted to make sure they were the latter next chance she got. Her hair was down and straight, her hair Jet black and smooth now rather than her natural silver.

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian looked up to the man in armour who stood at the other end of hangar. "It appears there has been a crash landing, and the crew happen to be dead. Most of them.." He remarked, before returning to the body before him. He studied it carefully, he didn't look to be an ordinary taxi driver. A smuggler or a bounty hunter by the looks of it, quite a few credits on him too. Then, his attention turned to that of the girl who had just thrown the two sith across the room. "That of course, was entirely necessary. Wasn't it?" He asked rhetorically, returning to his feet. The red blade remained ignited, he was massive. His hulking form looming over everyone's around him, he took a step forward with his right leg, his left now bent as he almost looked perched on a hill of debris overlooking the girl. His left arm, his blade arm clutching the saber in his grasp, his right had a surge of white lightning charging in its palm. His eyes fixed on the girl, they could talk or she could die. Her choice.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
@RC 212

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Astrian Callus"] @RC212

Alexandra sighed as the man turned on her with force lightning charging within her hand, her own hands found their respective sabers and ignited them before holding the two blades crossed infront of her. "Think about this carefully, i just got rid of two of your Sith buddies, i dont need you shooting a bunch of lightning at me and starting something that is not worth your time or mine." While he spent his time on the taxing power of force lightning, she merely prepared her body and muscles, pulling the force to her and letting it enter and flow though her, rather than bending it to her will. "Now, i think we should all just lower our weapons before someone gets hurt... again... the Sith dont count though."

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

"Sith buddies, you would dare associate myself with such scum?" He clenched his fist exhausting the lightning and collapsing its energy back inside of his force energy. He took a further two steps forward and was now on equal level with the Jedi. "I do not follow either im your Jedi dogma or any Sith's creed. I stand on my own, I do not need nor want to be associated with either side." He assured her, however the red beam if energy from his saber remained active as slowly assumed a one handed version of a Djem So form, hardly recognisable however. Then, he tensed and prepared his body, well his body was airways -ready- so to speak, but it was nice to have some extra speed. He focused on his legs, he would sure the girl imagined he would be quotes slow if they entered battle, boy would she be in for a surprise if she decided to attack, Astrians unknowingly eyes shifted to the trooper, then back to the Jedi within an instant. His eyes locked on hers. Quite pretty eyes actually, but she'd be more likely to kill him if he made that thought public knowledge.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
@RC 212

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

"Uh buddy, im not a Jedi, a Jedi doesnt kill an unarmed or unconscious man. Even if he had shot first." She deactivated her sabers and then pointed to the body that lay dead around the corner inside the ship, his weapon having been destoryed and his body cut across the front by a saber burn. "See, now why is it always Jedi your type jumps to, i mean i cant seriously look like a Jedi... hey trooper, do i look like a Jedi?" She glanced at [member="RC 212 "]as she said that before glancing back at [member="Astrian Callus"] with a smile, and a bit of a raised eyebrow, her silvered eyes seemingly shifting as they refocused on him.

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

"Jedi, dark Jedi, grey Jedi, confused Jedi, exile such as myself." Whatever you may wish to call yourself, and with her first comment. "And with that first comment, it's clear you don't know the current order that well. There just as vicious if not more than our Sith clans." Her smile disorientated him, causing a stir and a sickening feeling in his stomach. He wasn't comfortable with it, he didn't like it when people smiled. He usually punched people in the face, but why ruin one so pretty who cold chop his arm off, why bother taking the risk either?


It was at that point the crackling sound of boots came from the hangar bag doors. Astrians eyes shifted to behind the girl, he nodded in their direction. Directing the girl to them, a small group of storm troopers with an imperial officer at their head. A Sith dawned in robe clad in durasteel plating over his shoulders and mouth, a double ended blade dangling from his belt. His eyes were a deep red, Astrians were a deep yellow like a tigers. The large man walked past the small girl by a few steps. Making sure his path led him to be standing somewhat in front of her, it was a gesture of -Get behind me, or run.- He didn't know how she fought or how powerful she was, but Astrian was mixing Makashi and Djem So now, the result a strange and unrecognisable stance, his red blade simmering in the air, it's light against his crimson armour showing great detail in its work, it almost looked like the pattern in which muscles had, he looked to be that of a devil. The imperial troops and Sith seemed all quite uneasy in his presence, he doubted his height made it any better for them either.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra laughed the moment he motioned for her to hide, she did not hide or run, no she stood and scared people into pissing themselves. Igniting both her sabers she didnt even bother getting into a stance as she let her fear bubble up and drew in the fear of the injured and the hurt to her, letting it move in and out of her, recycling itself over and over as the fear overcame her own aura and that would be all one could sense from her. To the Sith it would be intoxicating, to the troops unnerving, and to herself it was the source of her own power in the force. She grinned at [member="Astrian Callus"] as she spoke in a soft but unnaturally cold and calm voice. "You first, or shall i."

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian didn't respond, he was in a state of mind. Ferocity and intensity, anger and focus boiled on the surface, his eyes had fallen on the Sith who was currently holding his double blade in ignited behind his back, his eyes on Astrian. It was a stare of, but instead of being weary, anyone who knew him knew that close quarters combat was not a good idea, the girl didn't know him and the Sith didn't know him. But, he turned his head ever so sought my as to address the girl. "Like you had a chance.." He remarked, the energy of the force had enough of a build up in his body to send him in a blast of force energy towards his Sith opponent, his body was a massive red blue and his eyes were the only thing that remained coherent, the Sith barely had time to if ire his blade and defend himself before the large man came crashing didn't on him. He yelped as Astrians blade was narrowly deflected as the Sith brought the left end of his blade across to deflect Astrians right winged swing. The Sith room this opportunity to back up a little before Astrian brought his blade across in one hand, his left hand.

Their blades clashed once again, then the Sith made the mistake of attacking the bigger man, whom then switched to Djem So completely, almost instantly he began to overwhelm the man entirely as his speed matched and surpassed that of the smaller man. Astrians mind drifted for a moment, wondering what exactly the girl was doing. She was likely the reason blaster bolts had not found their way into his armour joints.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

"The reason indeed as she stared at the group of troopers, her feet bringing her slowly to them, the aura of fear moving with her closer and closer to them as they leveled their weapons and ordered her to surrender. "Really... you want me... the one with the lightsabers and the power to fry your bodies, to surrender." She stopped, no more than two meters from the closest one as her stance shifted ever so slightly into that of a Shi-cho stance. The fear in the men began to move to her as well, only making the aura of fear around her darker. One of them though didnt seem to value his life as he shot a bolt at her and she began her carnage.

With a twist of her wrist she sent the bolt wide and through her blade right into his chest while she took her other blade in both hands, cutting it across the next closest soldier's chest. Following those two's demise the other four started firing, forcing her into a defensive stance as she drew her second saber back into her hand and began to block the bolts. "Last chance to run..."

[member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

The fighting continued within the group, however the Sith made the honest mistake of turning to gain more momentum in his swing, Astrians free open right have plummeted into his back, ripping through bone, skin and robe. The whole room fell silent as the man screamed as the large man yanked his spine out from his back and crushed his skull against the force of collision with his ribs and brought his body down in a violent mess, everyone in the room seemed disorientated for a moment, Astriab reignited he battle as he unleashed a surge of force lightning into the officers chest, the blood on his armour sizzled and burnt leaving the smell of burning flesh on him. The storm troopers didn't know who or what to aim at, only bla slowly backing away from the group. AstriAn smiled under his helm at the girls performance and the aura around her. His eyes however remained focused on the troops as he drew closer. His saber dangling lazily against the ground, causing sparks to jump out in every direction. "No point in running.." He remarked.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

She watched as the troopers looked back and forth before Alexandra sighed and clipped her sabers to her waist before bring her hands to her chest and letting streams of electricity begin to gather on her hands, colliding with themselves and wincing as she did burn herself once but otherwise controlled it. "Well, a better time than any to test out this on someone that isnt a target." She raised her hands, her own lightning taking a pitch black color due to the power she derived it from as the color itself held no special properties. Letting Astrian worry about the two in the back she raised both hands at one of the men, frying him best she could though it drained her. She hadn't killed him but he was suffering to the point that he would not be in this fight anymore... his buddy though thought that he could be a hero as he shot at her, forcing her to jump to the side and then at him as she kicked him straight in the chest then sunk her saber into him as she activated it. [member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Alexandra had left two of the storm troopers for Astrian to finish, his blade continued to create a trench in the hangar pad. Then he burst into a sprint towards him, he empowered the blade in his hand throwing it towards the storm troopers ahead, his armour absorbing the blaster bolts that came in his direction, the blade cut through the first, but Astrian could only suspend the blade the blade in air for so long. He called the blade back to him, bringing his free hand out in a thrust, using the force to shut the mans windpipe. Astrian twisted his hand and brought his fist plummeting down, crushing the mans throat and ending his life. Then as the combat ceased, the large heavy man took the gel at by its horns and removed it, revealing his likely unexpected good look, the scar and the deep yellow eyes. "You're quite the fighter." He remarked, a small grin on his face as he spoke, placing his saber at his vent and placing the helmet under his arm, he walked towards the girl. His eyes on her own.


[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

"You arent bad yourself, though you were a bit slow back there, and you could have taken a bit of a harsher approach to the Sith, you let him live a bit too long." She smiled and walked past the man towards a less carnage filled area. "Perhaps we can talk somewhere else, so that we dont have to stand in the slain and the wounded." Her eyes shot back at him as she spoke and waited for an answer, though she kept walking. [member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian bit his tongue as the girl spoke of his technique. Himself however would not comment on his own or hers. She offered that they leave the crash site behind and go somewhere to talk. He wondered, his eyes gingerly falling on the girl as he moved past the bodies and beside the girl, himself towering over her with long strides. "What do we have to talk about?" He asked, placing his hands behind his back. They were now leaving the hangar, the doors shutting behind them.


[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra shrugged as she heard crew teams and sirens a bit off, glancing up at him though. "Well, i just thought a walk would be good cool down after a fight, tthat and i dont plan on talking to authorities." She glanced down now, not at the ground, but at the bulge that signified her pregnancy. She smiled and laughed for a moment at seemingly nothing before staring a bit longer and nodding. Once that strange... and probably odd... scene was done she looked back at him and spoke. "Ignore that, a friend of mine was talking..."

As she said that a black liquid came from her hair and onto her shoulder before disappearing into her cloak and then her robes before her naturally Silver hair became appearent now. "That was my friend, shes a bit of an odd thing, befriended her some time back while taking a job for a Sith." She made sure not to say a name or what the Liquid was, but there was no point in doing so, so she would let it be left in the shadows that information.

[member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian felt as if the need to inquire about the little creature or her pregnancy insatiable. But, for the sake of manners he would not ask until they were at least better acquainted. As they walked, Astrian could sense the girls pet floating about on her clothing. "So, what brings you here?" He asked, his head turning like a massive pillar on a statue. His body movement was entirely restricted and formal, like an old soldier. However, he wasn't old but he sure as hell felt like it. They were passing through a small crowd as something took Astrians eyes from the girl momentarily; he could feel eyes on him. Thugs and the like, imperial officers searching for the culprits of the hangar bay incident. Astrian was more likely to get noticed than her, so with that in mind. His red metallic fists were clenched, and he became tense and on edge. He didn't want the girl to get caught up in his mess, he needed to be careful.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Astrian Callus"]

"Will you relax for force sakes, the more ready for a fight that you appear, the more likely someone is to pick at that and wear you down. Why do you think those Sith are dead now from the crash, they were too ready for a fight." She looked around and noticed the officers, then took a second glance and saw the cantina not far off. "Come now lets have a drink, after all theres no point in wandering around to get jumped." She took his arm, keeping an eye on the officers as they now turned away, dismissing the sight likely to go look for someone else. Her arm tugged him to follow, heading into the cantina and sliding into a booth a little ways in the back so that she could overlook most of the cantina.

Her legs brought her into the seat, resting her hands infront of her and speaking. "Well, i had come for some lovely sight seeing, but one of the Sith saw my sabers and took me to be weak in my current state... then yada yada yada, here we are now." [member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

The girl spoke sense, Astrian nodded in silence and continued to walk, looking around. However his eyes widened under his helm as the girl grabbed him by his arm, pulling him along towards a nearby bar. It would look funny from afar, a red giant being pulled along by a small girl in white. As they arrived, he pulled his arm from her grasp defensively, however the girl sat down in a booth. He looked at her, Astrian looked around the area before retreating to the booth with a sigh. He made a point of sitting on the opposite end of the booth. His arms folded across his chest as he listened to the girl tell her story. He kept his eyes on his surroundings, but listened intently. "Myself, I'm here searching for a group of mercenaries known as the El-Sha, their origins being that of an ancient cult that were mainly patriarchal. However they've bed kidnapping girls off of the streets, that's why you caught my eye. You looked vulnerable, and I'm here to put them to rest." He explained, Astrian had been for little over a month. He had an apartment up in the higher level of the city, but he doubted they would go there. There was only one bed, and..well the thought of it made his stomach turn violently.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]