Thronebreaker? How about a City? (Jacen/Citizens of Coruscant)

[Cedric Dorn]

@Juthan'Athar @Circe Savan @Daella Apparine @Natol'ine
Diana looked at the strange blue man, her blade giving off a slight sheen as she held it pointing towards the ground. She was ready to pounce like a cat. She recognized the girl that the man had, she was a Kiffar like herself. Despite no longer being in the order Diana felt a certain kinship with the girl, although she had never once spoken to her. A slight frown settled on her face, her shinning bright eyes looking to the Chiss.

“Step away from the girl.” It was not a question, it was a demand. Diana would see this girl get the medical attention she so clearly needed, but not from this man. If Daella was suspicious of this mans companion, then that was reason enough to be suspicious of him

If she had to she would subdue the man and take the girl back by force. The fight would be quick, and afterward she herself could heal the girl. Phylis had taught her a thing or two when the Master had healed her frosbite, Diana was by no means an expert but @Nato'line would be okay until she made it to a hospital.

With a frown she stepped forward, mimicking Daella.

 

[Scarlet Faith]

Scarlet nodded and offered her shoulders to lean on, if he were to need them. "Alright, come on then. And I agree, accelerated healing would probably be the best option for you, if you insist on being back out there so soon." She gave Yusan a light punch on the shoulder, as light as she could without making him cringe.

@[member="Yusan Fenn"]

 

[Niaana Ren]

Aiming at the roof top standoff.

Fast.... really fast... everyone could get a sense of it. A pure white open topped speeder, not one mark upon its surface going about it's usual daily business, only really fast. Was that a dot? Was it headed their way.... Yes. There was a sense of absence from inside of it, anyone looking its way could feel it, a writhing black mass of a thing, life created in the absence of it.

Niaana's prey wasn't far, she had tracked her through this chaos, but she wasn't ready, not yet, the voice inside the crystal cutter seethed. This conflict was seeding what was inside of Nato, the explosion of her potential was close at hand. Niaana would have all the shards for her Master, he would be reborn anew from their imperfections, made whole again.

Inside the cockpit, dressed in jet black flowing clothes without a spot on them, silver eyes drunk themselves of the scene rushing towards her. It was 400 years since her Lord Raien Keth had returned to coruscant, a place their ancestors often used to rule within the shadows, and they would again. A masked assassin, one of six of her order. The 1st Sister lay her attentions on that roof, as she would her craft, and her life if need be. The rushing of air, became a soaring noise that all of them could hear, all were a threat to her here.

"This is your final warning! Divert your course for an ID Check!." The zone patrols seemed to have spotted her, and she had two e-wings at the rear firing away, fire erupting on the side of Niaana's craft. It was coming apart, but that didn't matter, all had its purpose for her Lord.

Communications were switched off, only the mission in her eyes, that roof top... which they all stood upon, they had no time to debate this... the speeder was aimed directly at its center. RUN!

@Daella Apparine @Diana Moridena@Circe Savan @Natol'ine @[member="Juthan'Athar"]

Spoiler

Done to give all a way to exit the standoff as it was requested.

 

[Aithne Charr]

Juthan's eyes turned towards the sky at the sound of blaster fire, and no sooner the speeder was aiming for the tower they stood on. Of course it was after all, just makes things even harder. His droids also opened fire at the Jedi as he ran for his ship, Circe should be able to escape herself so he didnt worry about that. His own ship had been running so the moment he reached the cockpit he sent the ship forward and up off the skyscraper. His republic codes would keep him from being shot at, so there was no need for him to go to far. He had to follow Circe to make sure she followed through. @[member="Niaana Ren"] @[member="Diana Moridena"] @[member="Daella Apparine"] @[member="Circe Savan"] @[member="Natol'ine"]

 

[Onrai]

And Circe broke. "@[member="Juthan'Athar"], meet me at Zel Medical." The droids swiftly took the severely injured Jedi known as @[member="Natol'ine"] into the medical shuttle, and Circe herself entered, the craft leaving the rooftop, on its way to a medical facility. It was a good thing neither @[member="Diana Moridena"] nor @[member="Daella Apparine"] attempted to attack the ship - doing so would have been disastrous, particularly for them, as they would've been firing upon a medical ship - a violation of the laws of conflict. That would keep Circe and her cargo safe.

-

The shuttle successfully landed at Zel Medical's primary landing pad. As the ramp lowered, the medical Mirari swiftly wheeled her into the facility, moving her to the nearest medical area. She was in especially rough condition as she was taken from the bacta tank, being placed on a surgical table, a full-body scanner above her to scan for any injuries.

"Her legs... They're in terrible shape."

 

[Sebastian Santelli]

SITREP:
First Bank of Coruscant, Coruscant
Task: Eliminate Republic Economy
@Kära Vi'dreya @Thyrian Ashborn @[member="Dove"] @[member="Tallia Farn"] @[member="Cale Gunderson"]

The bank robbery deal was fun. The guards lying dead everywhere, credits were askew across the floor, and now the group of companions had a new ally. Well, at least Davin hoped so. Ashborn may have been ordered to keep watch over the newcomer, but Davin kept closer to him than the rest of the group. It wasn't as if he trusted any of them in the first place, anyways. Trust was for the poor and weak-minded. This boy owed something to the Captain anyways, he'd just saved his life.

As he adjusted the shoulder plates of his armor, Davin kept his voice low as he neared @[member="Dove"]. "You're welcome."

 

[Soeht]

As soon as @[member="Juthan'Athar"] ignited his lightsaber, Daella once again touched the hilt of her lightsaber with her left hand. She turned the nob once more. The pitch of the hum changed again - back to what it had been.

Then, Daella took a quick glance to the sky. Her eyes met the white speeder @[member="Niaana Ren"] drove. Without a word, Daella then looked to @[member="Natol'ine"]. Then, Daella pushed off her feet as if to charge toward her and save her from @[member="Circe Savan"]. Yet, Juthan's droids fired upon Daella. Forced to save herself, Daella stopped where she stood and batted away the blaster bolts.

Then just before the white speeder crashed into the building, Daella leaped back. She managed to escape a direct hit, yet the shockwave of the impact pushed her back even farther and almost seemed to throw her off the ledge of the building. She saw two ships take off and attempt to escape. Natol'ine and her abductors were nowhere to be seen.

Looking at the crashed speeder, Daella kept her lightsaber at hand - as if waiting to see if more danger awaited for her and @[member="Diana Moridena"].

 

[Serah Oricion]

Yusan let the woman work on healing him as he lay there, the force flowing through him and he let it do so freely. He could still hear the chatter in his ear piece, though it was chatter between Juthan and his other agents. Something had happened that was unforseen, something about a suicidal speeder pilot with murderous intentions. The message he needed to get to Juthan was on that only require two clicks of his mouth. Of course @[member="Kiyala Demont"] and @[member="Scarlet Faith"] would no doubt find the clicks odd, but he needed to do so.

 

[Glade]

Natol'ine was out of it, she had spinal injuries that would mean she wouldn't be walking without some long term care, or artificial work done. @[member="Circe Savan"]. Stable though, her condition was not life threatening but she was comatose. Focusing within the crystal in the force, she saw the whole event crystallizing inside her chest, within the crystal she was entrapped in her mind, studying time's hand as it drew new memories into its surface.


Into her.

Around her droids worked, and plans were made... all she could do was watch, and see what happened to her, confined to her fate.

Fin.... for now.

 

[Niaana Ren]

Leaping out with grace and poise, Niaana skidded along the floor, the speeder hit the deck and smoke, debris went everywhere, singeing her long flowing robes. A flowing dress that hit the floor as she did, made by a Master seamstress its dark patterns made the garment an artform. On landing two vibroknives were already in her hands. One was whistling, cutting through the air, spinning end over end, it curled in at angle, coming at @[member="Daella Apparine"]. You might not know it but there was some force ability behind it, not much just the angle seemed... too well picked, to look like it was going to miss, then swipe inward toward her shoulder.


"Hissss," a wrasp of a tongue, her body was snake-like in its movements, winding, wrapping its way side to side.


Dodging the droid's shots, barely, they fell all around her. Echani read the battle, living through it, blasters that could have killed her became dancing partners for her performance. Kneeling now, the second knife was sent lower in a back handed throw, the many vibrating teeth on these small blades, chittering away, eating the air and the distance as it headed toward the nearest droid, impaling it in the forehead, and crushing the one behind it.


It was the lack of emotion, the feeding of it from others that defined Niaana, not a Sith's rage, but the absence of emotion, given only what other's gave her to work with. She scanned the battle for her prey, she had to be here somewhere, that was her only concern.

@[member="Diana Moridena"] @[member="Juthan'Athar"] @[member="Daella Apparine"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

Juthan didnt even wait for who ever in the shuttle and had rolled out to raise a weapon. His forward nose gunner opened fire on the assassin the moment she was still, the blasts coming from a highly capable laser cannon designed to hit fast moving infantry and speeders. Either way a volley of shots hit the top of the skyscraper, aiming solely at the assassin and not at the Jedi, before Juthan turned the ship and shot off after Circe. @[member="Daella Apparine"] @[member="Circe Savan"] @[member="Niaana Ren"]

 

[Niaana Ren]

@[member="Daella Apparine"] @[member="Diana Moridena"] @[member="Juthan'Athar"]

Reading from motion in the center of the melee. Dodging one, her body swayed the other way to move past the second, the gunner sent chunks of already damaged building flying everywhere around her, she sprang back but didn't avoid taking burning damage on several limbs. There was a banshee screech from the assassin, this void walker, who bathed herself in devotion to her cause. She couldn't fail her Lord, not like this! She wouldn't so easily, her mission was her life.

Cursing, inexperience made her too eager, putting herself in the middle of this, with no way out. Two more weapons were readied for whatever came next, the knives teeth cutting their way ready in her hands, eating at the silence, and pain which was claiming her lower legs and arms, blistering heat threatening to overcome her, no.

Her prey was nowhere to be seen! It was escape or kill.... kill. She might torture something out of them later. Winding her body to the floor like a lithe-predator, the assassin let out a dark little laugh, the burns on her legs and arms cause to feel something in an otherwise dead heart. A crystal assassin, who the Jedi might benefit from taking alive, she could tell them many secrets, but would die first of course.

Spoiler

Doing a second post so you know how to play it. What condition she's in etc.

 

[Serah Oricion]

Yusan sat up once the healing was concluded, his face as cheerful as ever as he breathed in and let out a calm breath. He looked between @[member="Kiyala Demont"] and @[member="Scarlet Faith"], speaking. "Thank you both for the help and worry, and thank you in particular for the aid miss Demont, though i do believe you have exposed yourself as a third Force User in the senate..." Not that it mattered, between the reveal of him and Jentara, there were likely other force users there as well. Having the force was not simply to shrug off, it lead small people to become something greater, and he was sure that more than a few were either trained in the force like Kiyala, inexperienced like himself, or untrained at all. And if there were he had no quarral with them, and after today he had a new respect for Jedi like Kei Amadis. The were capable leaders and masterful warriors, to bar them from the high position in the military would be moronic.

He swung his legs over the side and examined what remained over his armor over on a tray. He was wearing his normal civilian clothes now, they had been under the armor so there were of course a few cuts and tears in them too, but not as severe. His armor on the other side was useless now, the fiber mesh suit was seared, shredded and the metal plates were dented. His robes, or rather rags, were balled up but they would no longer serve him either. Great, just great. Ill need a new armor and cloak now. He shrugged and tried to stand, this of course was a bloody stupid thing to do as he nearly collapsed. Luckly he had been holding onto the bed and kept himself from doing such.

 

[Scarlet Faith]

Scarlet rushed to get under Yusan as he stumbled, huffing to herself. "I told you to be careful! Look Yusan, if you are so intent on getting up, at least let me get you a wheelchair or a pair of crutches. Your people can't have their senator falling all over the place!

@[member="Yusan Fenn"]

 

[Thyrian Hearthfire]

First Bank of Coruscant
Coruscant

The winged man had at the very least put up a fight, rather than turn and run, which garnered some respect. If his master thought he would be of use to them, the Ashborn would comply. He was their prisoner now, his fate in their hands. Davin took possession of their captive and lead him down the halls, following their master, with Thyrian at the rear. They had to hurry, unless the whole Republic was to descend upon them, trapping them inside. As such, Thyrian assisted his master in scattering explosives about the place as they ventured, leaving a trail of destruction behind them should anyone attempt to follow. Part of him wanted the stranger to just leave and never look back, but he knew he would not; his eyes gleamed of determination, foolish as it might have been considering the situation. "MASTER, WE MUST LEAVE. NOW." His voice was calm and booming as usual, but his concern was for her, as it always was and forever would be. They had done their damage; the First Bank was in ruins and soon a major portion of their economy as well.

@[member="Kära Vi'dreya"] @[member="Davin"] @[member="Dove"] @[member="Tallia Farn"] @[member="Cale Gunderson"]

 

[Serah Oricion]

"A cane works fine Miss Rose, again thank you for the worry but ill be fine. My legs just cant hold me up alone is all." He gave her a quick reassuring smile, there was still a dull pain but it didnt bother him while he half-stood there and looked at the two that had helped him. It was odd, he had thought this position would make him more enemies, not two friends and yet here they were. It was amazing how the force worked sometimes. @[member="Scarlet Faith"] @[member="Kiyala Demont"]