Reuniting With The Rangers (Antar)

[Marcus Tritum]

Lysander hurried past the combatants, the freed hostages in tow. His mismatched eyes widened in confusion at the strange display of bodies before him, he continued on, however, and led the hostages out of the cavern mouth, passing a Jedi in a Soresu stance, and then hurrying toward the shuttles.

"Come! We must reach the shuttles before the Empress stops us! Force knows she probably planned this entire hostage situation. We must away."


Taking a smoke grenade, Lysander tossed it to the ground where red smoke indicated an LZ for the incoming shuttle pilot. The whine of sublight engines was soon audible and the shuttle landed in a spray of rock and dust from the engine wash. The hostages filed onboard as Lysander stood guard with his pistol, but the pirates were seemingly all dead by now.

Lysander waited for his companions, with a worried expression.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

The Empress of ten thousand worlds rolled her eyes in the general direction of Cai, or, more specifically, the ceiling above Cai.

"Please. As if Jedi don't kill pirates all the fething time. Classic Jedi double standard. Self-righteousness abounds." She levelled one lightsabre at Jaxton, wrists aching. "You, I'll tangle with again. Goodbye, gentlemen. Antar is yours."

She made for the door, caressing her precious new amulet. She spared A'donari a glance as she attempted to depart. "I'm the fething Sith Empress, boy, and I'm done here."

 

[Jaxton Ravos]

"Let her go" Jaxton said to Lysander and the knight that came in. "We need to the Herglic medical treatment, and that will take our strength. We will see her again one day." Jaxton said and moved to the Herglic.

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[Gorba the Hutt]

Hion hummed in his sleep. Smoke rose off his blubber from the lightning attack.

 

[Adonari Cinn]

A'donari looked to Jaxton waiting for an order. It was up to him at this point to deside what the outcome of this battle would be. With his ranking officials order he disengaged his lightsaber without a second of thought but remained in his stance. He knew he was outmatched and he would be nothing more than a simple notch on her belt.

 

[Ronin Wendigo]

Thought as he near the cave entrance following the trail of dead that the others no less before them carved out.A faint uneasiness faintly brush pass his consciousness as ahead some sort battle ensued. Between the other Jedi and the fairly dark presence that he at first could not identify.Though in a sense felt slightly draw to as in his heart of hearts. The inner demons he no less fought hard against surface.....the feeling and memories long ago buried.
Thought on his own he did his best to fend them off and pause to steady his thought. Keep in mind the teaching of his Master he paused to steady his hand and heart....before eventually continue on. To no less find himself faced with a fairly unexpected sight......of seeing the strange huge fish like humanoid sprawled down onto the floor. No less injured bad by the conflict they faced to which end with great caution he approached them. Take note of the fairly tall burly male with dreads and other youth. He no sooner spoke...

"Not doctor but hopefully can help...."

At which time he then reach to one his holster pocket he then pulls out a small bacta patch. And cautiously approach......set to try get work in maybe aid the fallen injured stranger fish fellow.For if anything much that he kept from being know of him by the others was that. Descended from line of heritage that he was.....Ronin affinity was no less not just limited to the force. But to a fairly older yet more potent connection thought have been all but lost to time. At any rate thought his full understanding of it was if anything limited at the time. He no less instinctively yet unknowingly tap into the "Breath" . And soon strangely drawn to reach over to place the bacta patch over Hion wound that as he did so. ANd his fingertips came to come into contact over the wound that he felt a slight surge of energy. Course thru him and slowly wash over the stranger wound.....pausing to concentrate with some difficulty he began reach in and mend the tear in Hion chest as best he could.