Saints and Sinners

[Lupe Baracka]

Mission Name: Saints and Sinners
Mission Location: Rhen Var Temple
Mission Difficulty: Medium
Mission Objective: Protect father Drago, arrest terrorists

The planet was cold, but Lupe's mind was warm as an inferno, one of the good ones designed by a scout.

Lupe was sitting outside of Father Drago's temple on watch. Him and his master had some hot chocolate; the commodity of the moment. Father Drago WAS SO IMPORTANT. Lupe thought Drago was nothing short a divine deity, residing in the biological makeup of a mere human.

While it was an honor, Lupe must know the means! The why's and what's.

"Master, why are we here again."

@Zaren Bouqi

 

[Zion Krayt]

It wasn't the best mission that he had been put on in his time as a Jedi Knight, but it was a satisfying break from the constant combat and war that he had frequently found himself being in the midst of. When he walked out of the Rhen Var Temple, he set eyes upon the Jedi Padawan and walked past him as he scanned the horizon.

"To protect Drago." He said dutifully, and without turning around to look at his Apprentice. For once, he had left his phrik armour inside rather than actually putting it on. It was only a simple protection mission, but he didn't know what could be happening there. "Go check on him, Padawan, you've been outside long enough."

[member="Lupe Baracka"]

 

[Lupe Baracka]

Lupe would be damned if he were to get up.

"uh... I can't. No weapon."

The one time he didn't have the rusty ol' lightsaber his master despised.

[member="Zaren Bouqi"]

 

[Zion Krayt]

"I said to check on him, I didn't say to fight an army." He said without turning around to look at his Padawan. Zaren had no idea what he was even talking about, but he wasn't going to pay anymore attention to his Padawan, he was hopefully going inside the Temple like he ahd been told.

He pushed his presence out and around him in a sense to try and locate anyone who was near by and who meant to do harm to the Temple on the planet.

[member="Lupe Baracka"]

 

[Lupe Baracka]

Alright, it's not like I'm checking on him because hmm... He might need PROTECTION."

Lupe carried on though. He walked into the temple, it felt so holy. It almost made him think. Well, it did make him think. He knew religion was just a mass controlling scheme, so it wasn't a deity he pondered; he pondered his moral stance in this world. He knew one thing was for sure, and he avoided thinking about it: He wasn't staying with the Jedi. He felt guilty, he knew from the start he was using them. But he wasn't going to the Sith later, or even against the Jedi. He just wanted to start a group of freedom fighters, ANYONE in the galaxy that infracted freedom was to go. So maybe he'd be an enemy of the jedi... who knows. He did accept that he tried to tell his master a while ago, but he must of done it wrong. It ended bad.

He knew his morals, he knew what was best compatible for him. He knew his master wouldn't agree when the time comes, yuck.

Lupe walked up to the huge chamber door and opened it. Drago was in a chair, as he opened more he realized there were visitors. There were 2 Gungan with spears and bandanas wrapped around their face.

"Well, I'm not fighting an army...."

"ZAREN!"
[member="Zaren Bouqi"]

 

[Zion Krayt]

He hadn't heard his Padawan screaming for him, but he had felt his fear or concern through the Force and he was already heading inside to go and see what was happening. By the time he got to his Padawan he was calling to him and then he passed Lupe Baracka as if he didn't even exist. He stopped just beyond the doorway and looked towards the gungans in the room, and then his eyes set upon Drago.

He made sure his face didn't betray his emotions and he looked to the gungans while his hand brushed the lightsaber upon his belt. It was the only lightsaber that was shown to public view, within his robe, and known only to him was more than a handful of lightsabers that he had collected over years, lightsabers from Sith that he had killed, his own personal trophy collection, and for those who had entered his chambers, which numbered zero, may have seen a large wooden case along the wall that contained a trio of saberstaffs in there. Not that he knew how to use it, it was just something for him to keep, lest someone came across the bodies and took them for themselves.

Nor did anyone know about it, it was a secret, one that he'd prefer to keep to himself.

"I never told you my first name, so do not say it again." He bit out, irritated at his Padawan. He would drop him sooner than he would Knight him, but he was determined to see him through his Padawanhood, whether he failed the trials or passed.

"What do you want with Drago?"

[member="Lupe Baracka"]

 

[Lupe Baracka]

(How do NPC's respond...)
[member="Zaren Bouqi"]

 

[Zion Krayt]

(Roleplay it. You NPC them.)

[member="Lupe Baracka"]

 

[Lupe Baracka]

(If I mess up the dialect, excuse it)

"Wessa harvest Hisen Kidneys. Mui Moolah for Wessa. Jedi come unarmed? Messa so smiling"

"Hey uh, Master. Is this sorry excuse of terror going to lose an arm or a leg?"

Lupe was empowered by the funny cadence and language of these things. He stepped forward and put his hand out behind him

"Toss me somethin'"

[member="Zaren Bouqi"]

 

[Zion Krayt]

He didn't even pay attention to his Padawan while he tried to understand what the gungans were saying. Sounds like they want a smack across the face. He groaned and then he continued further into the room to walk closer to the gungans. He wasn't going to be scared of gungans, a species that couldn't even speak Basic properly, but they could think, apparently.

Which was enough to be sentient. It bothered him, but then again Zaren Bouqi wasn't the kindest of beings in the Galaxy. When he had been a Padawan he had been a bully of sorts, one that made fun of others along with his New Alderaanian best friend. At that time, he had been the sidekick, now he was alone. There was no time for fun and games while there was a war going on in the Galaxy. When it was over. When there were no more Sith to hunt down and sever from the Force and later imprison, when there was no more chaos in the Galaxy. That's when he would stop fighting.

"Stand down, or else you will be incapacitated." He had yet to draw his lightsaber, but it wouldn't hesitate to cut down the gungans.

[member="Lupe Baracka"]

 

[Lupe Baracka]

"Yahhhh! Yousah taste Messah Wrath."

He tapped his dazed friend and the marched towards [member="Zaren Bouqi"]

Spears ready.

 

[Zion Krayt]

When Zaren raised one of his hands, he released the Force from it, and they wrapped around both of the spears and crushed them with nothing but a thought, as their remains fell from their hands and to the floor, he focused with all of the power through the Force, and from sheer willpower, destroyed the remains of the spear, and they exploded to the point that they were now disintegrated. Gone from sight, they were no more.

The Jedi Knight took a step forward, and with it came the Force being released from both of his hands and the force stun set into the both of the former spearmen, letting them both collapse to the floor once their muscles were so tense that when they tried to move they simply fell over.

When he was done, he removed two binders from his utility belt and while he walked past his Padawan, he put them in his hands. "Bind a foot and a leg together, for the both of them. You'll find it'll work. I'll check outside for more of these... Assailants." And then he was gone to go and investigate outside.

[member="Lupe Baracka"]

 

[Lupe Baracka]

Finally he was gone. Lupe poured some snobs into the coco and sat down to finish some of his "Libertarian Code." Before he knew it he heard a familiar grunt, the terrorist were wiping dirt off themselves.

Lupe ran after the menaces. He was only worried that they'd be slimy.

He stepped up to the loud and proud one. He started to bind his legs, it was almost complete when he drooled on his face. Lupe was disgusted, his eye now itched. He let go in panic "EW!"

The gungan tried to hop away to the exit. Lupe got up and chased after him. He tried to tackle the Gungan, but he ducked and Lupe sprawled the floor. The gungan motor boated his lips.

"Messa smart, Youss.. AHHHHHHH!"

The idiot wasn't paying attention and tripped over a window sill. Now all Lupe had was the almost unresponsive partner who had a vase in his hand; Lips sticking out...
[member="Zaren Bouqi"]

 

[Zion Krayt]

When the Jedi Knight emerged outside there were several speeders on their way towards the Temple. Zaren frowned.

Why is Drago so important? His lightsaber was taken from it's position on his belt again, and he ignited the purple beam of the weapon as he walked back into the Temple to find his Padawan already lost control of the situation. He rolled his eyes, deactivated his lightsaber and said, "how long did it take you to lose control of the situation?"

He waved a hand and latched onto the mind of the remaining gungan and said, "I'm tired now." And the gungan repeated him, and he collapsed on his front and immediately began sleeping. Thrusting his hand into his robes he removed a single lightsaber hilt and held it out for his Padawan to take as he walked to the door and closed it. It wasn't a real weapon, it was only a training lightsaber and those couldn't kill people, only give them burns. Best he is going to get if he doesn't change how he acts.

"There are more outside. We'll hold them here."

[member="Lupe Baracka"]