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Tempt me

Mustafar, the lava world that had been broken more than once. During the Clone Wars and then again in the historic battle Duel of the Fates. Mustafar had an ability to attract trouble. That, of course, was why Quinn was here. Trouble, well technically not trouble. He had heard a report about a dodgy shield on the planet, causing some control thing to buckle. Quinn was in the area, he figured he'd go and help to be honest.

The lava wasn't exactly setting the best mood. Since joining the Silver Jedi Quinn had realized that the anger he'd contained in him was larger than expected, and a slight spark would set him off. The lava wasn't a spark, but it wasn't exactly calming and peaceful. It wasn't water put it that way.

Allowing the door to slide open, Quinn walked into a small control room. He had followed the reports here, and he could feel the room buckling as the shield fell. He could feel it in the force. The force, the energy that surrounds every living thing. Smiling, Quinn listened as a random fellow filled him in on what was going on.

Quinn went out onto the railings and the narrow maintenance platform, followed by a maintenance guy. Using the force to keep them steady he watched as the young Jawa went to work on the generator. He clearly didn't want to sink the place.

[member="Harley"]
 
[member="Quinn Michaels"]

Harley was hoping to find a lava crystal, she wanted a new crystal fro lightsaber. Something like that would help her rage, and make her look good with her hide armour. She need shield generator to fail, so the crystal could form. Then some pesky silver jedi was helping to reestablish it, this would not do. Shame though he did have nice red eyes, but that was all chiss had going for them, unless the rumors where true. That they could drink most people under the table, but she never seen one of them drink. She figured she would have to try and persuade him to stop.

She came out from behind a cave where her fury was parked, and looked at chiss ignoring the jawa though. She then asked in a nonchalant voice What you upto mister? She knew what he was up to of course, she was hoping to persuade him to stop if she failed. She would have to force him to stop, after all she wanted them crystals top form.

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He felt her before he heard her. The force energy coming from her body, the Sith power radiating from her in more than one or two ways. She was an adapt force user, not a master, a padawan like him. She was strong however, a formidable threat. A threat Quinn should class as a threat anyway.

"Fixing things, can I help you?" he chose from the select sentences in his mind. He wanted to play it cool, see what she was up too. Not all Dark Force users were bad, it'd been proved before. Darth Vader wasn't actually bad when it came down to him. He scanned the young Dark Force user slowly, shaking his head.

Soresu, Ataru, The Stark Contrast and his Sasori robes. He was well armed for if this broke down.

[member="Harley"]
 
[member="Quinn Michaels"]
​Well my little blueberry pudding, I am trying to get lava crystal to form. You are stopping this from happening, by repairing the shields you see, any chance we can come to a deal pudding? She was unsure how he would respond to been given a pet name, she never had talk with jedi before. So pudding what's ya name? She added so to be able try and negotiate with him to drop the shields, so the was a chance that crystal might form. She really wanted those crystal , and not just for lightsaber, they make nice pear of earrings too.
 
"I'm not stupid. I won't just sacrifice all of these people just so you can get some stupid crystal" he told the girl, shaking his head. "I'm a Jedi. We protect people, not kill them. We don't sacrifice people just so a Sith can get a nice lightsaber" he told her again, shaking his head yet again.

He told the maintenance bloke to finish his job, still staring at the Sith. "If you came here to collapse this, you can move along. You can move and not come back" he told her finally, shaking his head. "Now, if you excuse us, we have work to do" he told her, nodding. As he turned back to work, he kept the force attuned. He didn't trust her.

[member="Harley"]
 
[member="Quinn Michaels"]

What was this stink stupid jedi talking about, there was no kiriffen live on this rock. ​Look Pudding, I asking nicely. Pretty please will you turn the shield generator off. She then leant forward and blew him a kiss, she was trying to be nice to him. She really did not want to have to kill the jawa, but she was thinking about it. As that would help destabilise shields straight away, and then the lava would turn back to natural state. This is when lava crystal would form, with the brutal and beautiful nature of it's raw power. Though she was safe in knowledge that this chiss could not read her mind, after all no one could, which was good thing, as it was a mess up there.
 
"I won't ask you again. Please leave" he told the Sith again, sighing. He didn't even bother turning to her, instead he just sort of got busy with a wire, stripping it back and connecting it to a different colored wire. It wasn't hard, any idiot could do it. Smirking slightly he connected the two wires, nodding.

"You going?"

[member="Harley"]
 
[member="Quinn Michaels"]

Look pudding, this is your fault. She then pulled out a hand cannon from behind her, and then shot the jawa. This weapon was designed to break beskar, the jawa was in little pieces all of the floor slowly cooking. She had another if she needed it, though she know just found out cooked jawa smelt worse than live jawa, go figure. Know pudding, I am going to count to three, and you are going to step away from those controls, so I can shoot them okay! Her voice was playful almost, but same time the was very serious undertone with it.
 
Quinn had felt her before she shot, but he couldn't save the Jawa. Staring at the cooking little corpse he heard the Sith count too one. He heard the one clear, though he couldn't force himself to move. He couldn't bring himself to do anything. He just sort of knelt their, eyes fixed on the cooking Jawa.

He heard two, and he slowly got to his feet. The Jawa was all but gone now, and Quinn shook his head. Time seemed to slow, time seemed to stop actually. The world just stopped, and Quinn had all the time in the world. He was trying to keep that rage back, the pure anger and hatred towards this woman, though even he knew he couldn't do it.

He heard three, and he heard the hum of The Stark Contrast as it came free from his belt and ignited before it even reached his hand. Somehow he used the anger he had to force jump towards the Sith, landing dead in front of her. Bringing his green blade across he sliced the gun in half, and swinging the blade back across his body he knew that if the Sith didn't move or react. She would die.

Time to use Ataresu he thought lightly. The lightsaber form he'd been working on in the academy, the mix of Ataru and Soresu.

[member="Harley"]
 
[member="Quinn Michaels"]

She recognised his fighting style, it was her one she used as well. He jumped towards her, slice the hand cannon. No biggy it only had one shot anyway, then he sliced at her. She rolled across the hot ground to avoid his blow, she could smell her hair getting singed as she did. She then reached out with the force, and grabbed the shield consul and chucked it at him. As she did this she lite up her own red light saber, she could feel papell anger in this jedi. It was quite intoxicating, she kinda liked it.
 
Quinn watched as the console flew at him, and he sliced it in two as it came close. The only issue with this was that he'd now ruined the reason he was here. Alarms blared as the shield holding the whole thing up fell. However, Quinn couldn't care less, he was fueled by rage, and he jumped towards the Sith, blade swinging as he did.

Watching as the two blades clashed, Quinn kicked at the young Sith. He watched as she fell back a little and they clashed blades again. Red and Green meeting in a saber lock that could be won by either of them.

[member="Harley"]
 
[member="Quinn Michaels"]

His rage was beautiful, how could a jedi have such rage inside of them. She then was kicked by him Aowe was slight sound she made, as she raised blades to meet his, as the blades looked she gazed into his red eyes. Then raised her eyebrows at him, to see if he was put of by that. Though secretly she was channeling inwards, to try and create a force rage inside herself. Though was not sure if she could, she having fun with this blue meany. She wanted to use the force on her, so she could show him how useless it was. She wanted to see in that sort of impotence would enraging him further. Though the lava was now beginning to rise, and the caravan was getting hotter and hotter. Somewhere in that the crystal would begin to form, and she would be able to make some jewelry out of as well lightsaber emitter.
 
Quinn tightened his grip on his blade, kicking at the Sith once more. The platform was open now, and Quinn watched as lava jumped from the lava rivers below. He watched as lava landed behind them, trapping them. Spinning his blade in his hand, Quinn brought The Stark Contrast up into the Soresu guard, staring as the Sith watched him. Watching as even more lava jumped up, Quinn span his lightsaber again, bringing it to meet that of the Sith's.

Twisting his whole body, Quinn slid his lightsaber down towards the hand. He attempted to disarm the Sith, although he knew it wouldn't work. Well, at least he could say he tried to disarm. Bringing his blade crashing down, he jumped over the Sith, bringing his blade across his body. He watched as the Sith blocked his attack, but she wasn't ready for what was about to happen next.

A master of Force Levitate, Quinn attempted to levitate the girl. Okay, technically he wasn't a master. Force Levitate was his gift, the gift he used sparingly because of how powerful he was. All the Sith could do was try and fight the levitate.

[member="Harley"]
 
[member="Quinn Michaels"]

She could feel that he just tried to use force on her, as her hair were not as protected as the the rest of her. She smiled at him, and shrugged her shoulders as if to say And. She then blew him a kiss, and waved her hand at him. As she did, she had built up energy ready to use the force to make her move faster, and jump further. She leapt back to cave where she came from, as had worked out this was safe place as lava began to take control again. She looked at chiss, on the slowly disappearing island in the middle of lava. IF I WAS YOU PUDDING, I GET OUT OF THERE IF I WAS YOU. She shouted at him, but thrn as final taunt to beautifully angry jedi she added, almost in a whisper Don't forget I got the high ground.....
 

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