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The Beginning of a new Life [Xander Carrick/Rexus Drath/Andreas Wintergreen]

Atlas Kane

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Rysil II
Yasuo's Home Village
Evening

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Rysil II was quite the beautiful planet at sundown. The sun made everything appear to be on fire, even the water looked like a stream of flowing flames. It was one of the few things Yasuo had missed about his home planet, but it didn't balance out all the bad things about this place. One might ask why he would return here if there were so many bad things about this place. The place where his life had been destroyed and rebuilt. The answer was rather simple: He wanted to let go of his past, so that he could finally become the man he wanted to be and cease being the man he was made into by the destruction of his village, as well as his life. He wanted to do so because of the grief and anger that had filled him after the death of his parents, which were now nothing more than the shadows of what they once were, but they weren't completely gone yet. That was the only thing keeping him from achieving his goal, but today he would finally change that. He would meditate here, at the place it all had began and ended, and reflect upon his life, hopefully finally letting go of the things that had happened in the past, so that he could look forward, into the a brighter and happier future. He would keep something from his past to remind him of what he once was and what he didn't want to be anymore.

Yasuo had arrived on a ship he had recently been given because of his deeds on Ossus. There, he had fought against many evils and prevailed, so the Jedi saw it fit to reward him and many others who had fought bravely as well with a Defender-Class Corvette. He had landed it inside a small clearing in the forest that surrounded the village. Hopefully nothing happened to it while he was gone, after all it was his only way off the planet and he hadn't informed anyone of his departure, except for @[member="Xander Carrick"], whom he had invited to come with him. Yasuo had thought it would be good to have someone who could help him and having some friends around was always good. Especially when going to a lonely planet like Rysil.

@[member="Andreas Wintergreen"] @[member="Rexus Drath"]
 

Bloodknight

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A lot has been racing through Andreas's mind lately. Due to his recent...losses, he's been spending time reflecting on his battles, looking back at what moves and tactics worked and what failed. An oncoming X-wing veers out of the way as Andreas flies past, the pilot probably cursing the name of all Diathim behind the tinted screen of her cockpit. The vacationing bounty hunter looks over his shoulder to watch the ship fly off into the distance and disappear into deep space, a thought suddenly resurfacing itself in his mind. If all else fails, he could always start building on those old blueprints. He would. In fact, the planet he's heading to has a vital component of the project he's working on.

As Rysill II comes further into view, the demi-diathim sharply re-angles his quad set of wings and dives headfirst into the planet's atmosphere. Anyone seeing him from below could mistake the man for a shooting star based on his attire. In sooth, a man of his trade, Andreas did not go anywhere with at least some form of armor. Despite his natural resistances, nothing could protect him from a stupid mistake. That said, he was lightly armored today, wearing what could be described as a jet-black bodyglove with pure white shoulder pads that made the shoulders stick out like a suit jacket. This white portion is ever present on the upper half of the bodyglove, reaching up to form a neck covering collar and then down to end at a point below the chest, causing it to overall resemble a white upside down triangle. Other than that, the only other white on the otherwise black suit is the light utility belt, which hold a few mischellaneous things and the plasteel gauntlets and boots. Everything on the suit was pristine and the metal was impeccably polished to the point where a person could mistake him for a stereotypical holocomic hero minus the cape. The resilient material holds it's own agains the planet's thermosphere as Andreas passes through it.

As soon as he passes through the layer of clouds, Andreas beholds the beautiful sight of the landscape below him. He chokes back a tear as he is reminded of his own homeworld. Suddenly, he picks up on the coordinates of a formidable force user nearby. He's been wanting to take on able opponents lately to cool his head. His best and most relaxing moments are when he's fighting. The battlefield is the only place he feels comfortable after all. Changing direction with a slight shift in his wing angle, he lands near the source of the signature, @[member="Yasuo"], crossing his arms as he folds his wings, the featureless appendages disappearing from view as he does so.
"You seem to be an able warrior. May I request a small sparring session?"
 

Rexus Drath

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Cruisin, chilling and poodoo. That was what was on Rexus' agenda for the day, that and scouting out a new planet that had popped up on the galaxy's radar recently. His job was to go there and see if the people there were at all force sensitive and report his findings on the place. It honestly just looked like Atrisia to him, the temples and the Zen vibe going around. In his small little cookie cutter two man imperial transport Rexus switched it to auto pilot and grabbed his gear. A glove from his days serving as an imperial knight and a backpack filled with recording equipment. Not to mention his knights saber from back in the day. But now he wasn't wearing his old armor, now he wore his baseball cap and a black tank top with a pair of cargo shorts. He really did stick out like a sore thumb on this planet but that didn't matter, he would cast an aura of nothing to see or hear in this general area to the others around him. Walking to the back of the ship it touched down in another clearing in the forest. The ramp lowered and Rex took his first step onto the dirt of this world

"I hate my job." Rex said as he stepped out onto the ground to behind his ten K hike to the villages of this planet. It was like a slightly less developed Atrisia, the capital of the galactic empire would be delighted to learn about this place. Making sure his gear was attached to him Rexus sighed and continued his walk through the forest, coming in he had spotted a corvette of some kind touch down. It looked like a republic ship and that would have to be his first objective was to see if the pubs had taken control of this world. It was only a single ship so more than likely it was just a scouting party but one could never be too safe when it came to dealing with the war crazed lie of a democracy known as the republic.

Bounding from tree to tree he made his way quickly until he saw the ship that had touched down near him. It was republic alright, now was to see what he was looking at. "So the pubs want this place?" he said to himself once more. Though then he saw something that threw him off. It was was that one Jedi from that one ship that all ended rather vaguely. Maybe they caught the bad guy maybe not? Rex was really drunk on inflight mini drinks but that mattered not. He would follow jack and see where he went. If he was here then the Jedi might have interest in this world @[member="Yasuo"]
 

Atlas Kane

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Visions of the Past. Of fire, death and destruction. It was painful. Fear built up inside Yasuo. Fear of everything repeating itself. Fear of loosing those who you care for. Fear of being hurt. Fear of those who took your loved ones from you. Then came anger. Anger towards the people who took those loved ones from you. Anger towards those who hurt you. Anger towards yourself, for not doing anything to stop them. Anger turned into hate. Hate for yourself. Hate for those who hurt you. Hate for those who took your loved ones from you. Hate towards everyone.

A loud thump, then a voice and the visions stop. Yasuo opened his eyes. There was something wet on his face. Tears? He brought his hand to his face and wiped them away. He turned towards whoever had spoken to him. Not caring about what that man said. He was an uninvited intruder. Just like those who had taken everything from him. His father, his mother, his friends, his village, everyone he knew. Was that man going to now take him the only thing he had left? This place? No. Yasuo would stop him. He would not let himself get hurt like that again. Never again. Then a second man appeared. He said something about 'pubs'. Most likely the Republic. Those who didn't help when Yasuo lost everything. Even more hate built up inside him. Everyone only wanted to hurt him today. Yasuo was not going to let that happen. ''Both of you. Get off this planet or I will kill you.'' His voice was filled with anger and hate. His stance was more aggressive as well. He had his hand at his lightsaber, ready to draw it if they didn't do what he told them to. He would not let them take away the last place he could call home. He would not let himself get hurt. Not again. Never again.

@[member="Rexus Drath"] @[member="Xanthos"]
 

Bloodknight

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The warrior's demeanor did catch him off guard, which is a remarkable feat. How was he supposed to guess this guy would be having a bad day? Well, a fight was what he came for so...
"That might prove to be more difficult than you might think"
He quickly drew his blaster and shot a volley of semi-automatic fire at his head that would end him fo sho
 

Rexus Drath

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Well this was certainly an interesting predicament, Rexus watched as the two men began to open fire and fight one another. With a sigh he reached for a loose cigarette in his coat pocket and lite it up. Taking a long drag he exhaled and leaned up against a tree watching what was going on. "My god its like watching a soap opera." as he took a few more puffs exhaling the smoke he continued to stand there and watch as the two went to town on each other. He would eventually step in but for now he was too busy enjoying the little things in life. Taking one last long drag he flicked the ash putting the smoke out and saving it for later. Rex was a mentalist to be honest. He mostly relied on his mind tricks but that didn't mean he wasn't capable of fighting with his saber.

Grabbing his lightsaber he held it in his hand as it activated and glowed its silver light illuminating the ground around him. "You guys seriously stop. I mean is this really needed? Oh I have daddy issues and PTSD therefore I have to attack you. Eat a d.." with that a blaster bolt rolled over Rex's head as he ducked down "Really?!" @[member="Yasuo"] @Antareas Wintergreen
 

Atlas Kane

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''Do you think this is funny?'' He told one of the men who was just sitting back and smoking something. He seemed to not take this situation seriously. It only made Yasuo more angry. ''Is this all just a game to you?'' An expression of anger appeared on his face. Then he turned towards the man who had landed a couple seconds ago. ''And you?'' Then he saw him take out a blaster and shoot a couple of times. Yasuo dodged the shots by jumping to the side. The shots impacted somewhere behind him, leaving scorch marks and creating a couple of sparks that combined with the heat and dryness of the place lit a small patch of grass on fire. It was like that one night again. Blaster shots, fire, uninvited guests. It had to stop. It was reminding Yasuo of the night again. It only increased the pain and hatred he felt. After dodging the shots he immediately drew his Lightsaber, igniting the golden blade, like he should have done so many years ago. This time he would defend this village, his home, his memories. He would not let himself get hurt anymore. Both of the men here would get to know his wrath.

Yasuo leapt forward, towards the man with the blaster, saber raised high, ready to strike the man down at once as soon as he came in range. He was ready to defend this place with his life by now. If he had to die today, he wanted to die defending his home, the memories of his family and everyone he had held dear to him. Then, when he was close enough, the blade made of pure golden light shot downwards in a diagonal strike against the man. He would first try to cut down this man, then he would go after the other one.

@[member="Rexus Drath"] @[member="Xanthos"]
 

Bloodknight

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@[member="Hayato"]

His attacker came rushing at him arms raised and he could have easily shot him, but no
This guy is likely a jedi
And for them, blaster bolts are just too slow
He'd have to move faster than a bolt
Auspiciously, he could do so
Moving with all of his inhuman speed, he thrust an open palm forward with added power from the force
His palm would connect with Hayato's unguarded yet armored torso
The armor should take most of the physical damage, but it wouldn't stop the ronin from hurtling backwards to slam into a tree
He immediately aimed the repeat blaster at him as it was still in his hold
Assuming the armor did not protect against blasters based on his opponent's need to Dodge earlier.
He shot at the ronin. After all, the blaster was not there simply for show.
 

Rexus Drath

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Watching what was going down Rexus sat back again abs sneered as the he took another smoke from his jacket and light it up with the glowing silver blade in his hand. "Really guys? Come on we are all adults here!" now that the two were in a full blown fight for something, but the fire was starting up in the forest and rex wasn't one to sit back and let a fire just burn an entire forest down near a village. There were innocent people there and he wasn't going to let the people there die because of some samurai with daddy issues and whatever the other guy was. Grabbing his coat he deactivated his saber and started to try to smuther the flames with it. "Forest burning! Fire! Come on guys!" though there was one thing that you should never do, try and smuther a dry forest fire with a wool jacket.

Igniting almost instantly Rex jumped up and yelled throwing the now burning jacket into a nearby tree panicking to get the burning ball of wool away from him. "No that was twenty fourt ninty nine!!" as the flaming jacket hit the tree's branches and just about set it ablaze pretty quickly. "Eeegghhh" slowly walking backwards Rexus whistled casually and began to walk backwards away from the sight of the now burning forest. @[member="Hayato"] @Xanthantos
 

Atlas Kane

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Boom. The impact of the man's palm hitting against Yasuo's chest was like a small explosion. It probably didn't break any ribs, but it most likely hurt quite a lot. It was a very powerful impact. Powerful enough to knock the man backwards and have him fly a couple meters. It was enough to make him dizzy for a moment, though mid-flight he regained consciousness. By use of the Force he was able to make a mid-air backwards roll to land back on his feet. He landed foot first on his feet, though he was leaning forwards heavily and had to put a hand on the ground so as to not fall over, while holding his Lightsaber far outside his body-center and pointed upwards. For a moment he didn't notice anything, though then he heard the shots being fired. He quickly turned his head towards the source and then his Lightsaber quickly followed. The golden blade moved in front of the young knight just in time to deflect the incoming bolts. One moment later and they would have hit the man. Yasuo decided he needed to find a better fighting environment, since he would certainly not be able to fight here. His opponent had way too much space to attack him from. Yasuo needed to get the man into a close quarters environment, otherwise he would have little chance to succeed.

After a couple moments of looking around for a place to go to, he decided that the house behind him would be the best option. He deflected the last incoming bolts and then made a run for the house. He used the time he had to get inside the house, through the main door, without paying any attention as to what was happening around him. Once inside he made his way into the main living room. It wasn't a huge room, it was small enough for Yasuo to use his skills to his full potential. Well, he could have used them if the room wouldn't have been on fire already. Yasuo had completely disregarded the fire until now. It had spread inside the building and it was weakening the building's structure with every passing second. Yasuo did not care about that at the moment. He hoped his enemy would- CRACK. The floor below him suddenly broke in and Yasuo fell. The room he fell into was dark and Yasuo couldn't see much, but he knew that no one else could see him in here as well, so he quickly stood up and looked around. The couple beams of light that made it into the dark room revealed one small podium. On that podium were two shining objects. Yasuo had to move closer to see what they were and so he did.

@[member="Rexus Drath"] @[member="Xanthanatos"]
 

Bloodknight

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@[member="Rexus Drath"]
@[member="Hayato"]

The fire was paid no mind by the mercenary
A forest fire was of no consequence to him. All he focused on was his target, whom had just ran into a burning house
A target commiting suicide to escape death at his hands wasn't ordinary
Inside the house, Xanthanatos stared down a dark hole undoubtedly made by his target or one of similar form
Descending into darkness, Andreas landed at a kneel. Alas, his eyes could capture light something extraordinary
They could see light no other could detect. Which made him all the more suited to lock Hayato in his sights
Which turned out to be the the first motion carried
 

Atlas Kane

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It was pretty dark down there. It was a miracle that Yasuo was even able to see that much, since the hole above him only lit one small area, the one he had landed in. Though there were a couple beams of light that revealed two shining objects. The objects looked metallic, though from here Yasuo couldn't exactly recognize what they were, he had to get closer. Maybe those were weapons he could use against his opponent? Maybe those were blasters which could provide Yasuo with the power needed to defeat his opponent? He needed to know. Those objects might change the whole dynamic of the duel, so he started sprinting towards the objects. The sound of thin wooden plates hitting cold, dry stone could be heard, but then a loud thump interrupted them. It was most likely Yasuo's opponent who had finally caught up with him, this was bad. Yasuo thought he would have had a bit more time, but that seemed to not be the case.

The golden Lightsaber came to life once again, right after the room had lit up because of a blaster shot that had been fired near the place Yasuo had entered this cave ... tunnel ... room, whatever it was, Yasuo couldn't exactly place his finger on it, since the darkness blocked out most of the room and none of the walls could be seen. The Lightsaber moved behind Yasuo, deflecting two bolts, then the rest of the body turned and the Lightsaber moved again, deflecting a couple more bolts. This was proving to be quite the difficult duel. As soon as Yasuo would even dare try come closer to his opponent he would start to barrage him with a volley of blaster shots and Yasuo wasn't trained enough in Soresu to deflect them while running towards his opponent, so he waited until the volley stopped and continued his run for the objects. It only took a couple steps and he was there. The objects were two blades, placed on a sort of podium with a small cube sitting on the middle part. The blades were in no condition for a battle, so Yasuo would have to fight his opponent like this. He turned around, expecting the next volley of shots to commence soon.

@[member="Xanthanatos"]
 

Bloodknight

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In conditions such as these, Xanthanatos remembered most sentient races being unable to see at all. All they'd percieve was black
His blaster was of no use as of now and would only give his position away. So he re-holstered it and drew his phobosaber. The weapon was pitch black and had an emitter that was like a serrated knife
K'tara, a martial art that required swiftness and absolute silence was what the merc was using as he dashed across the gap , skillfully swiping the unactivated saber at his neck for his attack
 
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