Retro-Revolution

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Vulpesen"]

Another cut across her cheek caused her to turn her head as her saber burnt through his side and caused him to falter, their blades holding in positions past one another with them looking at eachother. Alexandra's body shook as the wound at her side and the cuts on her arms and her face caused her to lose some focus. The man looked to be in a similar position though, his left hand gone and his side now burned through with the smell of burnt flesh hitting Alexandra's nose. She tried to turn the situation into one where she could focus more clearly but left arm came back to swing and connect with her face, the elbow doing the damage due to the missing hand and sending her back again.

She landed and righted herself, leaving them standing across from eachother once more. Her hand raised the saber up and she held it in a ready position with her left arm hanging a bit uselessly. Similarly he raised his blade and took a step back, preparing to move and finish this fight of theirs. The two stared at eachother for a long moment and tried to judge how they would move against eachother, who's body would twist and strike first and who would be the victor of their exchange. Her eyes fought to stay open and she breathed in before charging forward with her saber falling behind her for a moment. He met her charge, readying the blade to strike into her heart and through her.

She screamed out and pulled her body to the side just as they met, his blade cutting through her robes and punching into her shoulder as she brought her saber across and through his midsection, separating him from his legs and the two once more staring at eachother. He smiled and fell, two pieces laying there and his blade falling to the ground. She could feel the wound he had made was deeper, worse than the others and she needed to treat it soon. For that reason she would find one of the towers and climb into it, falling against the wall and sitting there as she placed her right hand to her shoulder. She abandoned her body for a moment and drew the force to herself, working to stich her body back together cell by cell and starting with the worst of her wounds. The deep cuts on her left shoulder and left arm were dangerous and she needed to repair them before she lost too much blood, her cut on her cheek and the wound at her side were of secondary concern and could be dealt with after.

 

[Vulpesen]

And orb of gold and black surrounded Vulpesen as he batted back the bolts aimed at him. "Garthux, you've been here too long. You've used fear to keep my people on the run. You've used history to dictate the future. It ends now!" Ending his defense, Vulpesen surrendered himself to the safety that was his coat, causing the bolts to simply sizzle off its surface as his hands extended and ushered out a wave of force energy. Each of the gunmen found themselves thrown to the way, their bodies crumbling against the stone as only Garthux had the ability to steele himself against the attack.

"Veradune is mine, boy! I'll skin you I swear it!" Charging forth, Garthux tried once more to end the Zorren lad before him. Enhancing his form through the power of the force, he assaulted Vulpesen with all he had. Striking hard and fast, he thought for sure he'd break through the other's defenses. But with each attack, he found his blade only being deflected aside by fluid movements which flowed into each other. This wasn't just a boy who had come forth with delusions of grandeur. This was a soldier who had fought against far worse odds than Garthux could imagine. The realization came only too late as a sudden burning sensation filled his chest.

[member="Alexandra Feanor"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra remained silent and her eyes started to close as she breathed in and drew the force to her and from the world around. She drew it in like a siphon, sucking it up and using it to stitch her wounds back into a stable state. Her eyes looked up at the palace further in the city as she sat against one of the lips on the wall, her vision a bit blurry but with her wounds sealed she could relax and not worry about bleeding out. She would need some time before she could be able to get up.

Her hands reached into her clothing, taking a metal canister from her belt and took off the top, pulling her head back to take a drink and welcoming the warm feeling that came after and the feeling of calmness. Her breath grew softer as everything numbed the more she drank and she was able to close her eyes again, working at repairing the damage and numbing the pain through that method. Everything seemed to be going well and she grabbed a blaster from the floor, holding it and making certain she had a weapon should a hostile arrive once more.

All in all, Alexandra found herself relaxed, even in pain and with injuries that she had to work on. So far the day had been a rush for her and was something that she could enjoy. Battles were like a drug for her, able to kick her adrenaline and heartbeat into overdrive, her chest feeling tighter and her breath became faster when she fought as a grin grew across her face, marking it with a glee that seemed unnatural.

That was why she did not feel tired right now, even if she should and her body definitely did, instead her mind was active as she continued her work and waited for more to happen.

 

[Vulpesen]

"So much for skinning me." Vulpesen shoved his blade deeper into Garthux's body, causing the man to stagger a bit. "Garthux, on charges of tyranny and genocide, I sentence you to death." There was a coldness in the Valde's voice, and Garthux's men were just now coming out of their stupor to watch their impaled leader lose the fight for the planet. Not that it would have mattered, but before even a hand could be lifted to stop him, Vulpesen's saber slashed out of its host then through his body once more, cleaving the tyrant in two.

The city of Zorros would echo with the sound of a single howl from the capitol. A sound of victory. And with it, a rallying cry that shattered the moral of the bandits and caused the zorrens' to soar. Men yelled and hollered, running for any shelter they could get to to escape the primal horde. If there was any doubt, it was now vanquished as the Zorrens won the day. And through all the chaos of victory, Daeda would hear the familiar thoughts of Ace, simply asking if Alex was alright.

[member="Alexandra Feanor"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Vulpesen"]


Daeda would mentioned Alexandra's wounds and their locations, but also the fact that she had already repaired the damage and was merely cleaning up the wounds at this point and ensuring that the damage could not be reopened should she move. Daeda would hold back the information as to how severe the wounds had been though, acting as if it had been nothing more than a cut or two, maybe the grazing of a bullet. Not the gashes and the slash that had gone through her side.

Alexandra herself was smiling as she heard the howling of the zorren, letting herself rest and listen to the world around her. Her hand touched the wall and carefully she reached out with the force. All she needed to be certain of was Vulpesen's own state and she touched the life of this world to follow it towards the man she cared for. Her eyes closed and she reached out to touch the string of life that belonged to Vulpesen, smiling to find it in fair shape. The man made her worry but he was far more capable than her in a fight so she never worried too much about him dying or becoming injured.

 

[Vulpesen]

As his howl drew to a close, Vulpesen turned to face the remaining men in the room. "Throw your weapons down now, and I promise you'll live! You'll pay for your crimes, but you will keep your lives." Immediately, there was the clatter of weapons on the ground. After all, what do you do when your boss gets swatted like a fly right in front of you? Walking towards the window, Vulpesen clenched his hand, taking extra precaution by crushing the weapons into a ball of scrap metal.

Reaching up, he clicked into his comlink. "Mission accomplished." The message came just in time for Ace to give him an update on Alex's condition. In truth, a bit of concern still sparked out in his mind, and reached over the battlefield through the force, he allowed his presence to flow over Alexandra, reassuring her that he was around. Not only was he around, he was victorious. Veradune was once again the home of the Zorren people.

[member="Alexandra Feanor"]