Oh how I love the desert... (Open to anyone, please PM me before you post)

[Tiberius Rex]

Tiberius walked the streets of Mos Eisley looking around...sand...more sand...and sand colored buildings maybe it was him but he grew weary of sand, it got everywhere and took forever to clean off. Why couldn't he ever have a target on Naboo or somewhere greener his whole life so far had been on austere conditions and grew tired of it. But Tatooine was his "home" he guessed he had spent a majority of his life here anyway being raised by a Trandoshan crime lord named Ashkirk and now he was that Trandoshans main bounty hunter...well at least the pay was good he thought to himself. The bounty hunter was actually on his way to see Ashkirk checking if any new bounty's came up, he doubted it but then again he never knew when his boss's mood would change and he would want someone dead. As Tiberius arrived at the imposing "crime manor" as he called it, mostly because it wasn't as big as a palace but quite larger than the normal homes on this planet, he gave a quick nod to the guards who automatically recognized his distinct armor and opened the gate to Ashkirks estate.

Tiberius made his way through the outside compound filled with creatures heads or in some cases whole bodies that the Trandoshan had hunted, it never ceased to amaze him how many creatures the Trandoshan crime lord had hunted in his younger days as a slaver. As the bounty hunter stopped to admire a really mean looking Wookie that's face was in a permanent roar of defiance, Tiberius wondered what story was behind this one. The crime lord had a tendency of going off into stories whenever he saw people in his compound admiring his trophies and that's where Askrik did most of his business with the bounty hunter. Today was not the case however as Tiberius continued his way through the compound, as he approached the actual court of the crime lord he saw that there was a figure begging in front of where the crime lord sat.

Before his eyes the Trandoshan got out of his seat towering over the begging figure, put his hands on the figure and proceeded to pick them up by the neck and choke them until they stopped moving, then toss aside the body like it weighed nothing. Tiberius walked up to the crime lord confidently, briefly looked over at the body which he recognized as a Rodian that he had brought in earlier that day. "Well I see you guys couldn't work out a deal" Tiberius said dryly shaking his head as some slaves of the Trandoshan started moving the body. "The scum wouldn't pay me back" the quite large Trandoshan said with a snarl. " I have a feeling the family will receive the body with a personal note with your regards on it, and asking them nicely to pay you"? The bounty hunter asked already knowing the answer, and he was confirmed when the Trandoshan nodded his head. "But I'm sure you aren't here just to make comments on how I run my business Rex" the crime lord said eyeing the bounty hunter with his large reptilian eyes. Tiberius winced under his helmet and then removed it and tucked it under his arm, he hated being called by his last name. He prefered his first name or just being called bounty hunter the fewer people who knew his whole name the better that way he would be harder to track but he couldn't say anything to this Trandoshan who practically took him under his wing and raised him in his court of criminals. "You could always see right through my intentions" Tiberius said with a shrug. "I was curious if you had any bounty's that needed collecting?" "Now Rex you should know better than that...that Rodian that was just disposed of was the last one for right now, but you are more than welcome to stick around waiting for one. I'm sure someone that wants someone else taken out will come in here eventually" the Trandoshan said taking his seat again. "You're probably right" Tiberius said starting to head to towards the lounge off to the side of the court, he found his seat, ordered his normal drink, placed his helmet on the table and waited for someone to come in. Anyone to come in really so he would have something to do....he hated this planet sometimes.

 

[Tugoro Taidarious]

Far off, but not too far from Ashkirk's crime manor, was a small slaving operation that the Trandoshan had just recently set up. It was relatively low key, however many things did not get by the Republic, especially on one of it's planets. Within a small factory like building, were ten armed gangsters, obviously employed by one of the crime lord's own underlings. A rather long line was arranged horizontally, after a transport arrived, dropping off the newest load of slaves. The thugs began to pace from side to side, carefully examining each and everyone of the individuals that had been brought in. There were a fair share of pretty females, as well as some older, healthy looking males. Though, there was only one young boy, with clean looking brown hair. "This one's too young to work," One of the men would say, prodding the youngster with the barrel of his blaster pistol, "Though he look strong." He would finish, grabbing the boy's arm with a firm grasp.

Seeing as this mission was rather different than most, Tugoro had not been dressed in his snazzy casual wear. Despite his clean hair, the clothing he wore was dirty, tattered, and fitting of a slave. After hearing of the criminal activities within the notorious Mos Eisley from a few Republic officers, Tugoro could not help but travel there himself, and attempt to get to the bottom of it. Being the Jedi that he was, the young padawan's arm would rise, aiming off in the direction of the entrance. Swiping across the air with an open palm, the metallic door would slide open, giving the slaves and others alike a view of the outside world. "Kark." The man who held Tugoro's arm would mutter, turning to look at his fellow gangsters with what could be defined as regret. The other slaves that had been gathered would take their queue, beginning to dash for the exit hastily.

With a swing of his free arm, the boy's fist would stop centimeters away from the thug's head, before releasing a burst of force energy. The telekinetic attack would surge from Tugoro's hand, slamming into the man, causing him to stumble backwards onto the floor. Lowering his arm, the young padawan's hand would find itself wrapping around the shining metallic handle of his training saber. It would be pulled from it's belt's restraints, remaining unlit for the time being. Tugoro would wait a few moments, giving the group a curious look, waiting to see what they would do. They had two options: strike down the Jedi, or the slaves.

[member="Tiberius Rex"]

 

[Tiberius Rex]

[member='Tugoro Taidarious']

As Tiberius sat and enjoyed his drink a runner came in from the security team that monitored all the Trandoshan's holdings. Although the runner ran straight to Ashkirk and reported through gasping breaths Tiberius was able to pick up on the main intent even with being a good distance away. Slaves...escaping....jedi, that's all the bounty hunter needed to hear. He quickly got up putting on his helmet with one smooth motion "tell your security team to head to the slaving operation to pick up as many escaping slaves as possible...I'll take care of the jedi" Tiberius commanded the runner. The runner quickly shot off to carry out his orders, he looked over at Ashkirk who gave a quick nod of approval, the Trandoshan was unusually calm but then again it was a minor slaving operation.

As Tiberius quickly made his way to the door the Trandoshan asked him to stop for a moment "Rex, I want that jedi alive so I can deal with him myself" the bounty hunter just nodded and continued out the door. Tiberius made a quick stop at his living quarters in the manor and grabbed his jetpack, if this was truly a jedi he would probably need it. As he ran outside he ignited his jetpack and took off into the air headed towards the small slaving operation, while he flew over the streets of Mos Eisley he saw half the security team mustering trying to grab as many slaves as they could while the other half were headed towards the operation. Tiberius just needed to stall the jedi until the reinforcements arrived, jedi were good...but against 10 trained men plus himself and whoever was at the slaving operation on security...even a jedi would be hard pressed to beat those odds.

Tiberius arrived at the small factory building and landed just outside the opened door, the jedi didn't seem to notice him arrive...he would change that. As the slaves were fleeing out the door completely oblivious to the bounty hunter Tiberius shot one of the slaves in between the eyes as he was running with reckless abandon. Everyone stopped to look at the slaves body as it fell to the floor and then their eyes turned to the bounty hunter holding a smoking blaster pistol. "Well now that I have your attention" Tiberius said, spinning his blaster a couple of times before holstering it...he always had a flair for the dramatics when it came to killing. Tiberius kept both his hands hovering over his twin blaster pistols, as no one made a move.

 

[Tugoro Taidarious]

Tugoro's neck would crane as to the side as [member="Tiberius Rex"] arrived. The boy's gaze would be directed onto the factory entrance, watching as the armored man entered the building. As the Mandalorian looking hunter approached, so did the other guards, stepping closer towards the Jedi who remained still. The ten trained thugs would begin to circle around the boy, lifting their blasters to get him in their sights. They would begin to nod to Tiberius, knowing that the man was in charge. They all took aim, aligning their barrels with the teenager's head as they surrounded him, wanting to make it a clean quick kill. If they were able to dispose of a Jedi, that would get them some serious recognition from their boss. "Now!" One of them would say nervously, as he squeezed down on the trigger of his blaster. The rest would do the same, all firing a single blaster bolt towards their enemy.

Arching his legs at their knees, Tugoro would spring into the air, propelling himself upwards with the power of the force. The energy that had concentrated into his legs would soon fade as he flipped backwards, landing in-between Rex and the gangsters. Lifting both of his arms, the boy would point an opened palm at the two parties, allowing the force to concentrate and build up as his mind focused. The blaster bolts that had been shot by the thugs had completed missed, instead injuring the group that had foolishly surrounded the Jedi. The criminals would fall to the ground, groaning in pain seeing as they had accidentally shot each other. A wave of telekinetic energy would surge forward along the ground, sweeping the men away with ease, causing them to slam into the factory's far wall. His other hand would also utilize the telekinesis ability, moving slightly as the padawan controlled a few large crates. They would slide along the floor quickly, moving in front of the entrance as the metallic door slammed shut.

If anyone tried to enter the building, they would have to take a few minutes in order to clear the blockage. Standing up straight, the young boy would pivot on his feet, still wielding the metallic saber handle in his palm. Though, it had never been activated, for Tugoro seeked a peaceful solution. The same could probably not be said for the man in front of him. Having turned to face Rex, the boy's thumb would hover above the activation switch, waiting to see what his opponent would choose to do.

"Don't do this."

 

[Tiberius Rex]

Tiberius watched as the armed thugs circled around [member='Tugoro Taidarious'] which is what he wanted them to do...he did not however want them to fire. For a couple of reasons, one taking down a jedi was never that easy and two his boss wanted him alive. The bounty hunter watched as the security team fired upon themselves "di'kut, he's no good to me dead" he mumbled to himself. Well he had more men on the way that were better trained and equipped but it would now take them longer to reach the jedi so until then he would have to take care of this unwelcomed visitor himself.

Tiberius squared himself up to the jedi, his hands still hovering over his blaster pistols eyeing the jedi and his unactivated lightsaber. The Mandalorian warrior studied the jedi for a moment, he was fairly young maybe a little bit younger then him. He was young yes but carried himself with the authority and probably the maturity of someone older, that probably had more to do with the fact of his training more than anything else. Tiberius was thankful that his helmet made it where the jedi could not see his face, all the jedi saw was the T shaped visor staring back at him.

The jedi seemed to want a peaceful solution to this problem and in all honesty Tiberius was not opposed to the idea, this could work to his advantage. "Perhaps we can work out a deal jedi...my employer wants me to bring you in alive, if you agree to come peacefully I give you my word as a verd, or warrior that I will bring you no harm. Does that sound like a fair trade jedi?" Tiberius was a man of many things to many people, some called him ruthless and uncaring while others called him efficient and merciful but the one thing that all that knew this bounty hunter could agree on was he was a man of his word. Although he had spent only a little amount of time with his father he was raised in the warrior ways and his word was his honor, Tiberius was taught by his father to live the Mandalorian lifestyle. Throw in the Trandoshan crime lord teaching him since he was young and you get a really interesting combination of a bounty hunter with a honor code.

 

[Tugoro Taidarious]

Lifting a single arm, Tugoro would reach up to his collar, grasping the tattered rags he wore. Pulling on them slightly, the boy would cause them to fall, revealing his outfit. It was a mix between armor plating and a Jedi's tunic, a classic during the clone wars. The padawan's upper torso, arms, and legs were moderately shielded, the durasteel providing some blaster resistance. Tugoro's vision would narrow as he squinted, looking forward at [member="Tiberius Rex"]'s twin blaster pistols. Neither of them had drawn their weapons, for the moment they remained holstered. Bringing the same arm he had lifted to his mouth, the young padawan would mutter something quietly, while keeping his focus on the armored individual in front of him. The boy would listen to his words, smirking ever so slightly.

"You promise not to hurt me," Tugoro would begin, nodding his head in understanding, "but you will turn me over to someone else." He would finish, scoffing at the obvious loop hole in the man's honor code. At least that is what the Jedi saw it as, a cheap trick in order to gain cooperation. Loud bangs would be apparent as many fists slammed against the warehouse entrance, Rex's back up having arrived just on cue. "We don't have to fight." Tugoro would say, offering a final chance before everything went to hell.

 

[Tiberius Rex]

[member='Tugoro Taidarious']

Tiberius watched as the jedi scoffed at his offer, and tried to his best to hide the humor in his voice when he responded "well...I said I would bring you no harm. I would take you to my boss making sure that none of my men harmed you on the way there." Tiberius noticed the banging on the doors were getting louder, it appeared his men were making some headway in getting into the building. Tiberius continued on "from there you can discuss whatever your problem is with this operation with Ashkirk, he's in charge of all this." The bounty hunter said gesturing around the building.

"If you two cannot work out an agreement well then that's Ashkirk's problem then, not mine. I had very simple guidelines, bring you in alive, my boss won't mind if you are a little bruised and beaten. Tiberius didn't mind a fight but if he could work a way around it then he would be okay with that as well, as his father always said "work smarter not harder". "Listen jedi I have no personal problem with you, this is just business." Tiberius was being very nonchalant about the whole affair, his hands were still hovering above his blasters because he was no fool. He hadn't survived being a bounty hunter for this long by underestimating his opponents, "I don't want to fight either, it's your move jedi, but either way I'm bringing you in alive to my boss..."

 

[Tugoro Taidarious]

Listening to [member="Tiberius Rex"]'s words, Tugoro's head would continue to nod up and down, showing that he understood what the hunter spoke of. It even looked like he was giving the idea some thought. In truth, he was not, he paced back and forth, casting casual glances towards the man as he continued to speak. The boy's pacing would come to a halt as Rex finished, the young Padawan's gaze lifting to look at his T-visor. Tugoro knew that he would probably get in trouble for sneaking into the warehouse, justified only by his sensing abilities. If he wanted this to look like a clean mission, he would probably need some back up from actual Republic soldiers. The large door that was the entrance had finally been forced open, the gangsters attempting to rush inside quickly. Though, they were met with many crates that blocked their path.

As they moved forward to move the boxes, four circular suction pads attached to thick strings would slam into the building, just above the large entrance. Atop a large building, Strike Squad had been monitoring the thugs, watching as they violently attacked the door with their blasters drawn. The dead slave at the warehouse's entrance, and their weapon brandishing was more than enough reason to get involved. Aiming at the large warehouse across the intersection, the Republic soldiers would deploy their zip-lines, giving them a straight path downward towards the conflict. Mahrik, who was the heavy weapons specialist, would stay crouched on the roof top, equipped with his large rocket launcher. Six armed Republic soldiers would take a hold of the zip-line's handle, allowing them to zoom through the air. Pulling the trigger, Mahrik would unleash a single rocket, watching as it propelled itself forward at an incredible speed. The explosive missile would impact with the warehouse's entrance wall, where all of the thugs had been. It would blow up the wall's upper section, creating a large hole.

While still approaching at a fast rate, The soldiers would upon fire on the thugs, attempting to blast them while they were assumedly dazed by the explosion that had sounded out above them. Their rifles were set to stun, in order to capture them alive. Suppressor, who liked to handle rapid fire blasters, also took ahold of a zip-line handle, before pushing off of the building top. The man would arrive with the rest of the soldiers who had already touched down on the sandy ground. Meanwhile, Rusher, the leader, had approached from above, having activated his own jetpack in an attempt to get the jump on Tiberius. The light armored man would soar in through the opening that had been created, wielding dual blasters of his own. Slamming into the warehouse's ground, the soldier would raise his blaster pistols, preparing to open fire on the hunter. "Neither do I." Tugoro would say, obviously referring to Rex's comment of not wanting to fight.

 

[Tiberius Rex]

As the suction cups appeared above the main door every inch of Tiberius's nonchalant charade disappeared as he drew his twin blasters. If one wasn't watching carefully enough, one may have thought that his blasters had just appeared in his hands. As the Republic troops zipped in on their location Tiberius cursed at himself he should have known better than to think [member='Tugoro Taidarious'] had come here by himself. As the trooper with the jetpack landed and pointed his weapons at Tiberius, the bounty hunter quickly fired off a couple of rounds his direction and jumped out of the way of what he was sure was going to be return fire and towards an unexploded section of the wall on the entrance side of the building. By now his men had snapped out of it and the ones that were not stunned began firing upon the troops as they made their way into the building.

"Can't face me on your own jedi?!" Tiberius practically spat the last word out with a lot of venom in his voice "need troopers to come to your rescue" he taunted. With his back to a solid section of wall and knowing his back wasn't exposed via window he began firing on the troopers as they zipped over his head. He wasn't going down without a fight, he opened up the comms in his helmet and contacted the Ashkirk's security team asking for whatever back up they could spare. Oh no if he was going down he was going to take as many of them as he could with him.

 

[Tugoro Taidarious]

Grinning slightly, Tugoro could not keep calm for long, finding the hate filled words rather amusing. This was just business, after all. Though, the amusement in the boy's eyes would not last for long, for he really did wish that [member="Tiberius Rex"] had cooperated. Facing the Republic on their own planet was just suicide, in the young padawan's eyes. However, the power of large criminal organizations, other than the Sith, were unknown to him. The Jedi simply saw Rex as a criminal doing his job, one that had to be stopped for the Republic. Gritting his teeth in determination, the boy would raise his saber, hoping to make Mos Eisley slave free. Rusher, the trooper that had landed to face the Mandalorian, would leap to the side just as his opponent had, dodging the quick blaster fire narrowly.

The soldier's body would land on the floor, before tucking into a quick roll, gripping his own weapons tightly. Five Republic troopers had gone to deal with the thugs at the entrance, blasting at the gangsters with their now set to kill rifles. The red bolts of energy would soar across the warehouse, scorching many walls on every side. Troopers, and gangsters alike would die. Rusher however, planned to intervene. Moving from his position, the man would run forward, equipped with his light armor. It was weighed enough to allow the man to move quickly, while performing other attacks during combat. It lacked defense capabilities, and could easily be penetrated. Lifting his wrist, Rusher would press a button on his gauntlet, activating a flamethrower that would burn through the air at the Mandalorian.

Tugoro would slam into the ground, placing himself between the Republic troops and Tiberius. The man was a dangerous opponent, and the young padawan knew this. Holding his blade up, Tugoro's arms would move and swing at a quick pace, while keeping close to his body. His movements were precise and efficient, allowing him to save stamina. The quick twin blasters that Rex wielded would become useless for a brief moment, while the Jedi defended. Grasping the long barrel of his light machine blaster rifle, Suppressor would set himself behind some cover, which happened to be a small crate. Propping the blaster up on it's surface, the young soldier would open fire past the troopers, and directly at the thugs. He aimed to lay down continuous fire that would prevent them from interfering in the capture of Tiberius Rex. Quickly lifting his free arm, Tugoro would swipe his palm across the air, concentrating to harness the force. It's power would collect near the Mandalorian, aiming to pull his figure towards the Jedi. Tugoro would only do this if the man had dodged the fire.

 

[Navio]

Navio had been quietly sitting at one of Mos Eisley's more notorious catarinas, just about to order a cold beverage from the bartender when a loud beep resounded through his ears; an attempt to make contact with him. He sighed for a moment, raising his hand up in order to deny the mysterious beverage the barkeep had prepared so he could deal with the message.

The Mandalorian opened the channel linking to his helmet's com device as a sly rugged voice answered him.

"Navio, was it? I'm Ashkirk and I have an immediate job offer for you. A pesky Jedi and some Republic soldiers are causing all sorts of unwanted trouble in one of my establishments. I'd like you to assist in dealing with them effectively."

Navio blinked for a moment as the unexpected message came through. He quickly answered back.

"How did you get my private channel?"

A bellowing laugh, laced with a slight hiss, responded from the sender as he continued.

"Here in Mos Eisley there is little I am not capable of. With that said, I'll pay you handsomely for your aid provided you dispose of the soldiers and help capture the Jedi alive."

The Trandoshan crime boss left out his connection with Rex for now in order to keep his image. Shortly after, the link ended and data was transferred over to Navio consisting of the coordinates for this job and the conditions.

The bounty hunter sighed, but greed got the better of him. He pushed himself from the bar and exited with haste, heading straight for conflict in question.

"Looks like payday has arrived."

 

[Tiberius Rex]

Thinking fast as the jedi came towards him with lightsaber drawn and his men were cut off from him, the bounty hunter quickly realized they were trying to separate him for capture. Tiberius begrudgingly admitted to himself this young jedi and his troopers were good but he still had a few tricks up his sleeve. As the fire rushed towards Tiberius from the trooper, the bounty hunter activated his own flamethrower aimed towards the jedi hoping to throw him off guard with it. In the cover of his and the troopers flames TIberius crouched down aiming his jetpack and himself towards the jedi and activated it. Flying towards [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] like a human torpedo, the bounty hunter cut his flamethrower right before he made contact with the young jedi.

Aiming his body at the jedi's knees the bounty hunter hoped to catch him off guard and to knock him to the floor. He did not want close combat with the jedi only to throw him down and put some space between the two of them and to get away from the Republic troopers who were trying to herd him towards what he figured was a trap.

 

[Tugoro Taidarious]

"Into teams, I want a perimeter set up around this warehouse!" Rusher would yell to the soldiers, watching as they began to scramble forwards. Their blasters would continue to erupt red bolts of energy, aiming to pierce through the criminals that had arrived at the same time. Mahrik and Viktor would begin their advance, unleashing volley after volley of bolts on their enemies. Suppressor's rapid fire blaster rifle would unleash hell upon the thugs, causing them to take cover momentarily while Mahrik tossed a thermal detonator. The golden sphere would roll forward, stopping in the entrance, before exploding into a blinding, fiery light.

Debris and dust would be cast everywhere, for the doorway had been completely decimated. The team of seven would rush out, looking around the streets at the many civilians that had attempted to hide. Some watched from a distance, while others simply rather the other way. Mahrik and Viktor each would take two troopers, splitting up in order to patrol the lengthy walls of the warehouse. Their feet would shift in the sand as they moved, keeping their eyes out for any potential enemies that may have been coming. While all of this happened, the duel between [member="Tiberius Rex"] and Tugoro would continue. Seeing as his plan had not gone accordingly, the young Jedi would give Rusher a subtle nod, watching as the soldier switched off his flamethrower. Rex, on the other hand, had just activated his own. Lifting both of his arms up, the Padawan would begin to concentrate, before bending his knees and pushing off against the ground. The flames that soared at him would be fended off temporarily, as his focused efforts brought forth a force barrier. The energy would defend the boy from the burning flames, they only managing to singe his beige tunic.

Moving forward, Rusher would attempt to pursue Tiberius, though this would not be an option as the Mandalorian activated his jetpack. Watching the man's feet lift off the ground, Rusher got an idea, lifting his wrist in order to aim it at his opponent's feet. Clicking a button on his gauntlet, a whipcord launcher would shoot forwards, hoping to wrap around the man's legs before he got too far away. Pulling with all of his strength, the team leader would attempt to heave the Mandalorian away from the Jedi, whiel activating his own jetpack. If this had been successful, the two would lift off of the ground, most likely smashing into a wall. If not, Tugoro would be tackled, causing him to spin wildly as he was swept off of his feet. The Mandalorian would whiz past him, while the boy attempted to recover.
[member="Navio"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

starfust watched the battle ensue before getting bored and jumping down yo rush into the fray, soon she saw to troppers helpimg civues and activated ger lightsaber swiping and dlicing them in hslf as she smiked and then saw a hook be shot art [member="Tiberius Rex"] she used tge force to redirect it so it wouldnt hit and started running at rusher"die pub

 

[Navio]

Navio rounded the nearest corner, his eyes glancing over the map on his Datapad. Navio took careful notes of the coordinates, realizing he was relatively close. With that in mind, the bounty hunter quickly analyzed his surroundings and shot his arm upwards. With the press of a button, a grappling hook shot forth from the confines of a wrist mount and dug deep with in one of the building's walls. Then, with another button press, the cord attached the the hook pulled him towards the building acompanied by a really short boost of his jetpack.

Using the cover of the narrow streets and various building structures around the area, Navio commando'd his way around before positioning himself in sight of the warehouse. His HUD quickly picked up various entities around the structure, including terrified bystanders and what appeared to be Republic soldiers. Taking note of their location, Navio stealthily readied his MM9 wrist mounted rocket system and locked onto the group consisting of Viktor and two troopers. Suddenly, a propelled concussion missle darted forward through the air at impressive speeds. Once making impact with the ground or nearby wall, it'd suddenly burst in a wild, blindsided explosion in an attempt to eliminate the selected group or at the very least injure them.

Immediately after, Navio would maneuver his way around towards the second group consisting of Mahrik and two other soldiers. The armor clad Mandalorian quickly activated his jetpack in order to shoot himself at the group at increased speeds and drew his signature two-handed beskad; Epilogue. Once with in range he'd go on a spree of relentless, expert and heavy slashes in order to cut down the two soldiers surrounding Mahrik before facing off against the commander. The blade was long, about 1.55 m in length, capable of severing unarmored body parts with ease and denting heavier armors as well as being exceptionally durable. This was further amplified with Navio's blade skills and top tier strength.

"Your lives end here..."

[member="Tugoro Taidarious"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

[member="Tugoro Taidarious"]

 

[Tugoro Taidarious]

While patrolling along the warehouse walls, a blip upon the radar HUD within Viktor's helment would reveal itself, it being the new arrival, [member='Navio']. Lifting his large blaster rifle up, the man would begin to look in every direction, not sure if the man was on the roof tops, or on the streets. The sudden loud burst would notify the trio of the Mandalorian's presence, though it would be too late. Turning from the large missle that came his way, Viktor would attempt to leap out of the way along with his soldiers, though that would not completely save them. The rocket would slam into the building, causing an explosion that blasted the troops away. The fire and debris engulfed the two soldiers, while the shockwave tossed Viktor into a nearby wall. The man was unconscious upon impact, laying within the rubble.

Picking up and hearing the action going on, Mahrik would get ready, pulling out his large slugthrower pistol. The armored man and his Republic soldiers would run forward, attempting to make their way to Suppressor's position. This would not happen, for the trio would skid to a halt, having spotted Navio upon their radar. The Mandalorian was equipped with a jetpack, allowing him to soar at high speeds. The man's blade would swing with a powerful blow, slicing through the two troopers that had been accompanying the heavy weapons expert. By then, Mahrik had already backed up, having moved as quickly as he could in order to create any amount of distance. Squeezing the trigger of his powerful handheld weapon, the soldier would attempt to push the Mandalorian back with the explosive ballistic projectiles that the slugthrower fired.

Within the warehouse, another battle was being fought. It seemed that people were pouring out of no where, specifically [member='stardust']. After getting back onto his feet, Tugoro would grit his teeth in anger, watching as the Twi'lek he had met awhile ago attacked his allies. He should have known better than to think he understood her ways, for she was not who he had thought she was. It was all too clear now, that the Twi'lek was a savage animal, one that threatened the Republic and was a traitor to the Jedi. Gripping his blade tightly, the young Padawan would hold it at his side as he looked between his enemies, eventually stopping on [member="Tiberius Rex"]. The boy would be ready for any attacks that were thrown his way, his mind still attuned to his surroundings. The disturbances out side was nothing but bad news, it seemed more people had arrived than he thought.

Rusher, who had had his attack cut off, would turn to face the Dark Jedi, who ran towards his position. Gritting his teeth in anger, the man would raise his arms, pointing his dual blaster pistols forward at the armed enemy. Squeezing down on the triggers rapidly, the leader would unleash blast after blast upon his foe, generally aiming for her legs and arms. The distance would be closed rather soon, for his enemy moved at a quick pace. Bending his knees, Rusher would leap off of the ground, activating his jetpack in order to propel him into mid-air. His body would begin to move away from the Dark Jedi, while still firing away at her position.

 

[Tiberius Rex]

It seemed as if out of nowhere his allies sprang up to come to his aid, [member="Navio"] was taking care of the troopers outside and [member="stardust"] was doing what she always did appear and just began to wreak havoc inside the factory type building. "Looks like it's just you and me again jedi" giving the man a slight nod "I'll give you one more chance to surrender, if you do I will call my buddies off and spare your men's lives, if not...well they won't be so fortunate". TIberius wanted to end this conflict and he was confidant that his friends could easily dispatch the Republic troopers and he was certain that [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] did not want to lose any more men than he had to. "What do you say jedi? Surrender and spare your men's lives or continue fighting and risk losing them all...."

 

[Tugoro Taidarious]

Shaking his head in annoyance, Tugoro could not help but laugh quietly at [member="Tiberius Rex"]'s statement. Did he really think he could win, on a Republic planet? Standing upon the warehouse's floor, the young Padawan would remain still, listening to the Mandalorian as he spoke. "Reinforcements are en-route. You're outnumbered." The boy would state simply, still glaring at the armored man with anger in his eyes. Grasping his saber handle firmly, the Padawan would keep it ready at his side, his mind having opened to his surroundings. Slowly calming himself, Tugoro would reach out with his sensing capabilities, taking note of all of the enemies' positions. Blaster fire would continue to ring out across the warehouse, as the battle raged on.

"I offer you the same."

 

[Tiberius Rex]

"I'm not too worried about your reinforcements on the way jedi...I've gotten very good at disappearing into a crowd, I was practically raised here. I know every inch of this town" TIberius tilted his head to look at the jedi funny "tsk tsk...young jedi you shouldn't be get angry with me, I mean you are a jedi right? Or did you just kill a jedi and take his lightsaber?" Tiberius trusted [member="Navio"] and [member="stardust"] to keep [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] 's men busy or even to dispatch them and then team up on the jedi with him. Tiberius placed his hands back on this twin blasters, he was curious if the jedi would make the first move or not.