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Good day to die.

Nob Soldat

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He slowly headed down the alleys of Coruscant, blaster in hand. This Jedi was stalking him, hunting him, following him. He looked back nervously, before returning his gaze to the incredibly filthy alleyway. He slid over a dumpster, quickly heading for the next turn. He ran to the left, sprinting down the next alleyway. He stopped at a dead end but quickly saw the opened back door of a bar, that was blocking his escape. He sprinted inside, pushing past chefs and other employees, disappearing into the crowd of people that were inside.
 
Dressed in his casual wear, which consisted of a brown leather flight jacket, Tugoro had figured that he wouldn't stick out as much. The boy had been on the Republic world of Korriban for sometime now, watching a large Mandalorian. The man had come out of no where, seeming to not care about the trespassing he was currently guilty of. Having forgotten to take the training saber off of his belt, Tugoro had approached [member="Nob Soldat"], becoming sort of nervous as the boy took in the man's size. He was a fucking monster. The Mandalorian suddenly bolted off into the crowds, running down a dark alleyway in order to get away from the young Jedi.

Cursing under his breath, Tugoro would follow, gently passing around the many commoners who walked around the cities. The brown leather boots he wore would move rapidly, tapping against the metallic ground as he chased in pursuit. Extending an arm, the boy would place his hand against the alley wall, bringing himself to an abrupt halt. Ahead, he spotted the tall figure charging through the doorway, which was a backdoor entrance to a popular cantina. Advancing quickly, Tugoro would also enter the kitchen, receiving a few strange looks from the employees within. They would not voice their opinions, for they spotted the saber on his waist. Entering the cantina's large dining room, Tugoro would begin to look around, trying to spot the extremely large man in beskgar armor. The boy's small size would not aid him in this task, it was more likely that Nob would be able to get the jump on him.
 

Nob Soldat

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He was behind a rather tall man in the back of the crowd. The man slowly turned around, staring at Nob. "Sorry, motherfether", Nob said, blasting the innocent patron in the chest. The man slumped to the ground, making Nob realize his mistake. This would definetly draw attention alright. He then began blasting himself through the crowd, killing around four civilians. Once he got to the front, he noticed [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] and drew his weapon. "DIE, AD'IKA!" He shouted, firing a blast at Tugoro.
 
A sudden chill would run down Tugoro's spine, as four quick flashes of red light lit up the cantina. The people in [member="Nob Soldat"]'s general vicinity would begin to scream, running away from the crazed Mandalorian who had killed four innocents. The bartender would duck behind the counter, screaming, "NO BLASTERS, NO BLASTERS!" As if he was going to gain control of this situation. Smoke would rise from the bodies of the commoners, as they lay limp on the floor around the tall warrior. Facing the brute, Tugoro's teeth would grit together, anger filling his being as his gaze was cast to the dead. "Why?!" The boy would scream angrily, seeing the unnecessary bloodshed as nothing but insanity. This individual had to be taken down. It would be difficult, seeing as he had nothing but a training saber.

Using his telekinesis, the boy would draw his shining handle into his palm, igniting it's blue blade as his thumb slid over the activation switch. Focusing on his Soresu training, Tugoro's arm would lift, drawing his blade back as he held it pointed towards Nob. His other arm would lift as well, extending forward to aim towards the tall Mandalorian that started to open fire. Moving his blade wielding arm, the boy would spin his saber in a clockwise motion, causing it's blade to slash upwards at the bolt. He hadn't had a lot of form five training, he had only witnessed one Shien stance. If the man continued to open fire, he would have to utilize it as well. "Stop this!" He would say, once more bringing his weapon close to his body. The red blaster bolt he had deflected would soar upwards, impacting with the ceiling. That would be the only warning the man got, before Tugoro attempted to take him down. It would be no easy task to complete.
 

Nob Soldat

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"GET BACK, JEDI!" He shouted, looking over to a woman, trying to conseal herself underneath a table. He quickly headed over, pulling her out and placing his blaster on her skull. "I'LL KILL HER! DROP THE SABER!" He shouted. "You got ten fething seconds to drop it, you don't want this nice lady to die, do you?" He asked, slowly backing up against the wall.

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Tugoro began to nod, showing the Mandalorian he understood. Deactivating his saber, the boy would draw his arm back, underhand tossing it onto the ground in front of him. Looking to the woman, the boy would give her a reassuring expression, he figured that he had this under control, even though it had made a turn for the worse. "No more killing. Let's talk." He spoke, lifting his arms, to show that he had no weapons on hand, or on his belt. The only tool he had to use was the force, and as he stalled he was devising a plan to catch the man off guard. The anger that had been welling up within the young padawan had began to dwindle, for he would need a level head to make a good Jedi impression. "What's your name?" He would ask [member="Nob Soldat"].
 

Nob Soldat

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"Fine, we'll talk", He said, squeezing the trigger of his blaster. He released his grip, allowing the woman's lifeless body hit the floor. "What do you desire?" He asked, grinning under his helmet. "I wish I could trust you, I really wish I could", He said, pointing his weapon at the unarmed [member="Tugoro Taidarious"]. "Any last words?" He asked, increasing his grip on the handle.
 
The anger that had built up previously would come to boil, the boy's hands clenching into fists tightly, especially his mechanical one. "NO!" He screamed, watching as the red blaster bolt burned into the woman's skull. He had failed, Tugoro should've known that there would be no bargaining with this mad man. Closing his eyes only briefly, he would attempt to harness the force energy around his lightsaber handle. A subtle shaking would be seen as the weapon began to move slightly closer to the Mandalorian. It was already in a decent position, seeing as the padawan had tossed it in front of himself. Hoping to take action before the man shot, Tugoro's wrist would flick upwards, causing the shining saber to shoot into the air.

The cylindrical handle of lightsaber would emit the glowing blue beam, as the force willed it to activate. The tip of the saber would be coming upwards from the ground, attempting to slam into the blaster that [member="Nob Soldat"] wielded. If this was done, then surely it would's aim would be misguided, allowing Tugoro to act. A burning hatred could be seen in his eyes as he made his next move, lifting both of his arms before thrusting them forward. Using the same level of concentration before, Tugoro would let his mind meld with the force energy between the duo, sending it forward in a powerful push that would hopefully knock the man onto a table.
 

Nob Soldat

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He dropped his weapon, about to scream before he suddenly was pushed onto the table. He groaned in pain, slowly removing his helmet. His brown hair dangled in front of his face as he lay on the table. "J-J-J-JEDI!" He shouted, slowly rolling off onto the floor. He was now on his knees, fear upon his face. "Y-you can't do anything! Your a Jedi. I'm u-unarmed...you gotta take me in", He said, a wicked smile appearing on his pale face.

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The telekinetic wave of force energy hit [member="Nob Soldat"] successfully, causing him to stumble backwards onto the table. After the impact, Tugoro would watch as the man removed his helmet, slowly getting to his knees as well. Listening to the Mandalorian's words, the inner conflict would be more than obvious as the boy looked around, confused, not sure what to do. Casting glances around the area, the padawan's eyes would drift over the five dead bodies that would remain lifeless forever. What right did this man have to take them? Why had he done it, it was so unnecessary! The boy would bare his teeth at the man, a fiery hatred present in Tugoro's emerald eyes as he looked the Mandalorian's way.

Lowering his vision to the ground, Tugoro would begin to focus on the blaster pistol that had been sent skidding onto the floor. Extending his arm, the boy's open palm would begin to aim at the weapon, causing it to fly through the air and into his hand. Gripping the firearm's handle tightly, the young padawan would position the barrel straight at the Mandalorian. It was true, he was unarmed, and it was the Jedi's way to take in criminals that were no longer dangerous. Unfortunately for Nob, Tugoro was not feeling remorseful today. Squeezing down on the blaster's trigger, the padawan would begin to unload it's ammo pack into the man's chest, before firing a single bolt directly at his forehead. The entire cantina grew silent, watching in horror as the teenager attempted to execute the Mandalorian. If all was said and done, Tugoro's arm would whip to the side, tossing the weapon to the ground. "Jedi business, go back to your drinks." He stated, kneeling down to grab the heavy soldier.

Eventually, Tugoro would heave the man's corpse out of the bar, struggling to get him to doorway. The criminal was extremely tall and heavy, a bad mix for the fifteen year old that attempted to carry him. After taking the man's Mandalorian armor, Tugoro would disappear, annoyed at the fact that it didn't fit.
 

Nob Soldat

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As soon as he saw [member="Tugoro Taidarious"], surprise appeared on his face. "Wait, what are you-", He took each shot, falling to the ground, smoke appearing over his chest. He was killed on the second shot and couldn't do anything to even attempt to save himself.
 

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