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Private Stowaway Coup

PERSENUS

Qoritottoi..... Ashaottoi....



He had been on stealth missions before. Perenus was trained in the arts of subterfuge under the training of his Master, whom had sent him on these missions on the guise of teaching him patience, but watching him squirm to keep his impatience in check. In the end, it did nothing to quell his lack of tolerance but did teach him the value of watching and listening attentively, though not for long. It was his experience on the run that taught him the value of knowing when to stay out of a fight. Each person he killed, each one that went missing when reports of him came about, more and more bounty hunters and assassins came. He was under heavy surveillance; constant watch for his crimes. Now, all each living moment has him watching and listening over his shoulder and beyond walls just to survive.

Still, hiding in the engine room of a smuggler's freighter was less than ideal. He would've hidden in storage like he always had but they had put motion sensors there to make sure nothing is about nabbing their goods. He was underneath the faulty exhaust chambers, unfortunately. It wasn't rare for the near lethal smoke to blast out of a loose part, covering him in head to toe with toxic gas that would've killed a normal man without medical care. However, he was no normal man. As a master of the Force, he could resist the affects of poison with vast efficiency and most of all, he could use Force Breath to minimize his breathing. He could spend hours here and still be as healthy as he came in. Of course, he would rather he wouldn't be staying for as long as he could.

"What is that damned noise?" The Sanyassan Engineer barged into the engine room, having been sent to inspect the ruckus the exhaust was causing. With his appearance, Perenus held himself as still as possible. He watched him fiddle around with the controls of the engine room, running a diagnosis of the systems. Another fume of smoke would engulf Perenus, causing him to flinch. The Sanyassan would look down through the metal floor but did not detect Perenus in the smoke. The only thing he saw was a faulty exhaust. Perenus, however, was starting to feel more than annoyed at the constant blasts of ship-waste. In spite of his great pain tolerance, the constant, lingering burns it caused upon him were riling up.... unsavory desires in him.

"A clog, huh? The engineer realized the problem. He began a scanning of the inner exhaust pipes, discovering the build up of whatever they had accumulated in their travels in one of the major pipes. He began transferring pressure in that pipe, allowing the exhaust to break down the wall on its own as it seemed to be fragile enough that it could not contain high pressure exhaust which is why it couldn't completely clog. "Work, damn you." He said as he kicked the manual controls. The pressure blew the clog up and out of the ship but, unfortunately for Perenus and by extension, the engineer, the exhaust and all its heat had been subjected onto Perenus in one final act of defiance.

"ENOUGH!" Perenus exclaimed as his saber staff extended, lighting up and punching through the metal floor, impaling the Sanyassan. Before he could begin wailing in pain, Perenus pulled him down into the exhaust pit and finished him off silently. He was now safe from the exhaust but at what cost? Now the rest of the crew will be wondering where this tall, lumbering Sanyassan could have gone to!

"Chaos take me...."




 
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Alright, after their frantic and unbelievable adventure on an imperial ship, Selana learned that it was no longer a good idea to smuggle themselves on them. This time round, hopefully they would be fine since it's a smugglers freighter. So, no sith and no jedi around to hunt them down, this should be okay. They managed to snuggly squeeze in one of the smuggler crates and resting in what they assumed to be the storage area of the ship, about 2 hours after the crate was settled down, they assumed the coast was clear. But the alarms started blaring soon after they started standing up, "Oh Kark! Motion detectors." there had to be something

Soon, they heard fast footsteps coming from the corridors, they needed to act quick. They saw an opening to the ventilation system and it might be their point of escape. The jumped up and forced open the metal covering. Selana barely managed to escape detection, they overheard that the crew was suspecting mutiny and called for an inspection of the sleeping quarters, that should distract them for a while. They had no idea where they were going and just followed the vents wherever they lead.

Soon enough, they started smelling something foul and possibly toxic, this would be a good for them to suddenly be a force prodigy but alas their lack of force ability without literally killing everyone on the ship was once again their downfall. They ended up making a makeshift mask to cover up the stench and hopefully the toxins. They then come across what seemed to the engine room and an interesting scene was unfolding. From the shadows, they saw the familiar glow of a lightsaber, stabbing through a poor engineer and an iconic angry sith scream following it, just fantastic. Selana wondered what a sith would be doing here, in the engine room no least but before they could come up with a hypothesis, the vents broke down and putting them in the same room as the sith,
"ugh chit, that's karking painful." usually Selana would just lie there for a bit but considering there was a murderous sith in the room, they quickly jump up and fire up their own lightsaber, "Alright, sith before you try to kill me, just know that the crew are currently looking for a stowaway right now and that body in front of you is pretty incriminating." hopefully this sith would see reason but they're not holding their breath.

@PERENIUS
 

PERSENUS

Qoritottoi..... Ashaottoi....

He could feel the Force rolling off her and, instinctively, attacked. Over the years, he distrusted all Force-Users he found. He was a dark-sider, therefore an enemy of the light, and a deserter, a disgrace, prey for his brethren. So in that moment, he didn't care if she meant harm or not. He did not care if attacking her was more trouble than it was worth. All he knew was that, Jedi or Sith, she was a threat.

She would feel the Force, fueled by the Dark Side, course through the air as the metal floor that was beneath her was ripped off and pulled towards Perenus, who had his saber staff at the ready. This meant, unless she were to somehow evade such a thing which was unlikely given the cramped and narrow walkway that was the engine room, she was coming with. Fighting here was bad for both of them, though perhaps worse for her. Perenus, with his saber staff and inclination to destructive arts, was at an advantage in the narrow space. Not to mention, her favor in Ataru would be hampered here, whereas Perenus' Djem So was at its strongest. Still, the noise from that move alone would have likely called the attention of the rest of the ship.

"I will silence you, Jedi!" He exclaimed as he awaited her arrival towards him.


 
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