To Introduce and to Conclude (PM for invite; OS mainly)

[Dominik Borra]

"Don't worry [member="Vaulkhar"] , I'm not gonna let you get mugged." He joked. He knew the Sith could probably kill everyone in the cantina that they were entering, but it was still good fun to poke at him.

The agent followed the Sith to the side of the bar, sitting next to him while flicking his hood back and trying his best to look protective of the blind man. He made sure his rifle was still securely on his back and that his pistols were showing, telling anyone in the bar that he nor the young blind man next to him was to be bothered. Looking around and seeing everyone go back to their drinks, he could tell that was the vibe he gave off.

Although [member="Ebony Blackheart"] and the Sith were close now, that didn't mean the Dominion trusted her completely. She left immediately after landing, and not even bothering to change clothes. Either she was stupid, or wanted to be found by somebody to rat the two sith out. She did say she was in the republic, after all.

Reaching up and pressing another black button on the side of his head, he tried to communicate with her via earpiece. But.... He wasn't getting anything. Not even a signal that it was on. Turning to the apparently defenseless young man, he whispered: "Ebony's earpiece isn't responding. It's either off, or it just got broken. She might be in trouble." Of course, he was keeping in mind that she could have ratted them out. But, he would keep that to himself and not speak badly about a Sith's girlfriend.

 

[Vaulkhar]

Vaulkhar strode towards the side room, clearly appreciative of the actions of [member="A. Dominion"]. It made it clear the two were not to be trifled with, something the blind man alone and [member="Ebony Blackheart"] could not do on their own. As they sat down in a booth directly next to the door, the agent sat beside him. Sitting in silence momentarily, he turned his head inward slightly at the words of Dominion. It had not surprised him Ebony turned her communications device off, and it spelled trouble in quite a few ways. Likely she had been abducted once more, considering she did that often enough, but it was also possible she had went off to communicate with the Republic.

"I would suggest we be careful in our actions and make haste. We cannot be sure whether or not she is remaining loyal to us or simply put on a show to gain my trust. If you see anyone that looks as if they belong to the Republic shoot first and ask questions later."

He turned his head away after speaking and peered around the room from behind his blindfold. He did not technically see anything by conventional means, but his visualization of the room via the force did exactly as he wanted it to; give him the information he needed. There were none linked to the lighter side of the force. There were also quite a few droids and some randoms organic life forms. After a few minutes of sitting, the door beside their booth opened and a small human emerged, moving towards the booth. He slid in silently before sliding a small envelope towards Vaulkhar.

"This contains a picture of their ship and the hangar they are currently staying at. The usual payment will suffice."

The stranger turned away as Vaulkhar fished a small baggie of what can only be assumed to be some sort of drug or medicine. He slid it across the table to the informant before he scurried off, akin to a rat. Vaulkhar then turned to Dominion and raised the small envelope, shaking it slightly.

"This is all we need; let us return to the ship."

 

[Dominik Borra]

The agent nodded to the Sith's words. He could shoot first and ask questions later. He could do that all day.

A smaller human entered the booth, quickly tossing an envelope to [member="Vaulkhar"] and then receiving payment. Typical. All that work just for a few hits. Dominion despised drugs and the like. Especially Death Sticks. You don't want to sell Dominion Death Sticks.

He noted the the contents of the envelope was a picture. When the Sith held it to him and shook it slightly, Dominion took it. Wasn't like the Sith could look at it. Or... could he? With the force... He would think about that later.

"Alright. I'll keep trying to contact the girl in latex."

 

[Saff]

Meanwhile, Ebony found her new accommodation rather, sub standard. They must have realised that someone was coming for them again as now she sat, bound to her chair as tightly as possible. More rope keeping her stuck to the metal object and her legs seemingly moulded to it with the amount of chord they used on her. She had turned to more conventional means of passing the time while the three jedi had gone off on their merry way. SHe decided to plot how the hell she was going to escape. The rope was well done, but she came prepared for the trio this time, she had modified her suit to fit her a tad bit better. So yes, there was a reason that her outfit was tighter and more revealing than usual. Also she wanted to see if [member="Vaulkhar"] would notice. The real reason though, was that in a pinch, it could tighten further, and when the suit tightened. The ropes that were tied so tight so as to not cut circulation, but to contain her. They simply fell. And so they did, the ropes dropped from her body and Ebony stood up, rubbing her wrists to free herself of the tenderness she felt under the suit as it receded slightly.

"Now where's my gear?" Ebony mused softly as silence fell.

 

[Vaulkhar]

As the two departed from the tavern, Vaulkhar led [member="A. Dominion"] down a much more public road, going so far as to enter what appeared to be the town's square. This route took them around a much more direct route to their ship, which was rather odd and time consuming. As they neared the town square, it became clear they were being followed which resulted in Vaulkhar shaking his head and releasing a rather deep sigh from his being. He stopped within the center of the square and turned rather suddenly, his gaze falling upon a man and a woman.

"Dominion, I hope you can hold your own against a Jedi."

With only those few words between the two of them, Vaulkhar reached down and grasped his lightsaber from his belt. With a flick of his thumb the hilt activated, a beam of yellow energy erupting forth to form his saber. In response, the two Jedi strode forth, drawing lightsabers of their own. The lead Jedi was a woman of Zabrak descent. She drew forth two lightsabers and dashed towards Vaulkhar. He returned the favor and simply dashed back, his single lightsaber immediately clashing against her own. As the two fighters dueled, the second Jedi, a man likely only a few years older than Vaulkhar ran towards Dominion.

Within his grasp was a single saber, green in color.

 

[Saff]

Ebony found herself walking down a long metal coated corridor, maybe a ventilation shaft or a maintenance walkway, meaning her accommodation was likely to be found on a ship, so walked on, her boots clicking against the floor as she did, eliminating the idea of surprise. Then after a minute, she came out to the one thing she remembered oh so vividly from her first tangle with the rogues, that hanger bay, coated in white, overlooking the planet surface of Tattooine. She gasped as she had a moment of PTSD from her last ordeal with the men then she saw the three rogues that caught her. Indigo and his two Zabrak goons. Damn there were a few of these Zabaraks that were going rogue.

"Any chance you fellows could let me through?" She asked innocently and then she spotted the smaller Zabrak; not exactly denoting him by much though as he was still about 6'3. The one that had her gear, and truth be told, he still had it, so with a smile, she noticed Indigo draw his long shafted saber, the double edged blade expanding on both sides revealing its deep red glow as he stepped forth first. The other two men, drew their sabers too, both holding emerald green blades.

"Damn, guess someone's gotta die" Ebony commented as she sprinted along the narrow causeway that ran the length of the hundred meter long hangar bay of the huge rogue's flagship. There was a fifty meter drop from them and the metal floor of a what seemed to be maintenance area and Ebony wanted to exploit that.

 

[Dominik Borra]

Dominion was following [member="Vaulkhar"] through the many winding streets. He was wondering why they were taking the long way back, but it became apparent when he spotted two men following them. He would act, but the Sith kept his cool. If this man saw through the force, there was no way he didn't see the two men following from behind. Being another force user, he would know the best area to engage them, so the agent waited, keeping his fingertips near his pistols.

When they reached the center of a square and the acolyte stopped, he knew this was where it was taking place. Those few words confirmed it.

Taking out his twin pistols, he immediately started shooting at the Jedi that seemed to be his. Vaulkhar went after his own Jedi to fight. Time for him to prove what he could do.

The enemy Jedi easily deflected the shots that Dominion fired, quickly closing distance. He swung his saber in a series of slashes, but the agent expertly backed up, firing his pistols all the same. He knew they would never hit him, but it was more just to occupy the Jedi so he was at least a little on the defensive. In truth he was waiting for an opening. Dominion wasn't trained to much against force wielders, but he knew enough about swordplay to wait for an opening. His long knives that were basically short swords were easily at hand.

After a few more dance steps, Dominion outwardly laughed, making the Jedi pause for a moment. It wasn't fully a ploy by dominion, some of it was actual amusement. The Jedi kept making wide swings, rather than short ones or jabs. The laugh was about that, and to help him make another predictable swing. But instead of dancing back like normal, Dominion got a little intimate.

Sheithing his pistols and turning his whole body as the Jedi swung down from over his head, he grabbed the Jedi's wrist that held the saber. With that same movement, his other hand grabbed one of the smaller throwing knives that he kept near his rib cage, sending the small blade through the flesh of the wrist. He cried in pain, dropping the lightsaber but force pushing Dominion back.

The black armored agent flew back, but landed on his feet and stopped his propulsion, drawing his pistols again and firing. The Jedi, nursing his hand, ducked behind a nearby merchant stall. The material the stall was made of would stop his pistols, but not his rifle. While continuing firing with his left left, he freed his right hand and drew the rifle that was strapped to his back. using one hand and the aiming system inside his helmet, he began blowing holes through the stall.

Forced into action, the Jedi forced his saber to him, drawing it and charging the agent who got too close. He went for a horizontal swing, right for Dominon's midsection. the agent, not having anything else to do, dropped like a stone. But he was still in one piece. Laying on the ground with the barrel of the rifle cut but nothing else, Dominion fired both weapons into the Jedi's chest. The rouge dropped like a stone.

 

[Saff]

Ebony wasn't much to plan a fight, but her fighting style certainly betrayed that idea, She dived forth, Indigo, the big man he was didn't show much brains for a fight, so as his huge saber sliced in a horizontal arc before him, she slid under it, dropping onto her knees, her smooth material on her legs helping her to glide across the metallic floor of the walkway. he spun around fast though, the second blade of his weapon gliding past her as she did a flip over it, springing back to her feet over the next swing before rotating under another slice from one of the others. AS Indigo recovered for another set of strikes, Ebony shot her left leg backwards and the metal spike of her boot drove into the guy of one man, sending his lightsaber into the air as he dropped to the floor. The Zabrak's blood spurting over the once clean steel. Ebony was fast, dropping to the ground into the splits and then sweeping her legs around to wipe off the unconscious Zabrak, sending him falling even further to the floor below, a sickening splat echoing out upon impact.

With her right hand now cradling the extinguished light saber, as she found herself kneeling with one leg and standing slowly from the other Ebony had a grin on her face as she lunged forth at Indigo, her speed almost beyond human as the saber ignited and broke straight through the shaft of the large human's weapon, piercing straight into his heart. He was dead, and then she side stepped as the final man tried his hand, but her foot came out and stripped him, sending him flailing clumsily over the rails.

"Why can't @Vaulkhar be around when i do all of my cool stuff" she pouted, holding the saber up with both hands for inspection, it was basic, had a thing handle and a slight guard at the ignition point. Well armoured, but that was about all there was to it. "Sweet" she exclaimed as she snatched her harness from its dangling point on the railings, attaching her gear to her body and the saber to her belt.

 

[Vaulkhar]

Vaulkhar worked his blade furiously against the duel bladed rogue. The second saber put Vaulkhar back on his heels, causing quite a bit of difficulty for the young man. He had quite a bit of experience taking on multiple sabers, though never in the form of two different blades. It mattered not, as this was an opponent the young man knew he could best. the Rogue utilized Juyo, which was a good saber skill to use in the case of two light sabers. Sadly for him, Vaulkhar had enough experience with both Juyo and Ataru that he knew he could best this rogue through skill alone.

The two light sabers arched towards Vaulkhar in a downward slash which he blocked with his own single saber. He kicked out and slammed his booted foot against the rogue, the foot easily slamming into her stomach. He pushed forward and then slammed his shoulder into her chest. As she rocked back he launched into a rather aggressive series of slashes, boosted by the force, which made his every motion a blur to the untrained eye.

His single saber beat furiously into her own sabers, forcing them back inch by inch. Eventually he managed to knock each upward before thrusting his saber forward. His sunk deep into her chest, bursting her heart and searing her innards with little work. He tore it away and with a flick of his wrist he cut her head away with a swipe.

"Easy does it."

[member="A. Dominion"] | [member="Ebony Blackheart"]

 

[Dominik Borra]

Dominion pushed the dead body off of him, standing and dusting himself off. He held up his rifle, eyeing the sliced off barrel. And emitted a deep sigh. "Well, hopefully I can buy something as good as or better for this," He said as he picked up the fallen lightsaber. He also went back a few paces and reclaimed his pistol. "So, [member="Vaulkhar"] , what do we do about the bodies?" He honestly had no clue. A part of him was telling him to just leave them be. Another told him to burn their bodies ceremoniously.

 

[Vaulkhar]

Vaulkhar turned to face [member="A. Dominion"] with a perked brow and shook his head.

"We'll leave the bodies in the street to fester. They have failed to serve their purpose so they shall serve our own and be used as a message to the fool who leads them."

With that, the young man pulled all three light sabers to him individually and attached them to his belt. He then gently pushed his own long sword through the air to Dominion and held it out to him through the force. "Use that, all the qualities of a light saber, but it's heavier and allows you to over power your foes. Now come along, back to the ship."

With that, Vaulkhar turned away and moved back in the direction of his cruiser.

 

[Dominik Borra]

Dominion grabbed hold of the longsword, giving it a few swings and testing it's weight. "This is nice." With nothing to hold it, he flung the rifle back over his shoulder and carried the sword in one hand all the way back to the ship.

On the way there, he began to think of where he should put it. His rifle was usually at his back, but a magnetized spot to hold the sword would still work. Or should he give it a sheath on his leg? No, that would prohibit running... Back seemed like the best option.

 

[Vaulkhar]

The two strode up the ramp of the cruiser in no-time now that the two men basically went in a straight line towards it. Vaulkhar showed no fear or wariness over the events that had just occurred, but instead seemed to smile. The young man moved towards a small storage unit to the right of the controls of his ship and clicked a small blue button. The containment unit opened to reveal two other light sabers. He dropped the three he had just recovered into the storage unit and clicked the blue button once more, the unit closing with ease. He turned towards [member="A. Dominion"] and nodded towards the ramp once more.

"This entire trip to the cruiser was purely to gather the attention of the rogues. In reality we're just going to travel to the other hangar, find the ship, board it and begin our mission. I'm sure [member="Ebony Blackheart"] will find her way back to us, or we'll find our way to her." He paused, stroking his chin momentarily, "We'll likely find her. It's become too much of a habit."

Vaulkhar moved towards the ramp once more, striding down it in relative silence at this point. Once more he led the Sith Agent out of their rather large hangar, moving towards a private sector of the city for ship landings and the like. The merchant stalls and activity began to thin down until eventually they found their way to a single hangar. The hangar within the picture. He looked around momentarily. As Vaulkhar had seen no one, he strode into the entrance but ducked low, moving towards the cover of several crates. Lowering himself down, he motioned for Dominion to approach while pointing. It was then he picked up the faintest feeling of Ebony's aura. Momentarily, the young man's face twisted in pure rage and malice, but it disappeared almost as suddenly as it appeared.

"We're getting onto the ship."

Dominion would notice several droids moving about; all of them harmless, purely for travel. He'd also notice a few slaves, also pretty harmless. The most dangerous thing in the hangar were the two of them, it seemed.

 

[Dominik Borra]

Dominion did nothing but follow [member="Vaulkhar"] to and from the ship, not saying anything. Just nodding in comprehension. While on the cruiser he quickly looked at his rifle as the Sith dropped off the sabers. He found that it was still usable, it was just the barrel that got cut in half. So now it was a semi-automatic rifle with a scope.

As they approached the hangar, the agent kept a lookout on their six, using normal actions a person would do to take glances behind them. His helmet helped to hide his exact line of sight. When they went to hide behind the crates, he pulled out one pistol and held the alchemised longsword in his right hand. They only things around the hanger were just droids, slaves, and sand.

 

[Vaulkhar]

Vaulkhar raised a hand and motioned towards the ship. He straightened and strode towards the ship. As they approached, nothing came out to greet them at first. The two neared closer until eventually a small unit of armed troopers came out. None of them wielded anything special; just simple blasters and pistols. Vaulkhar drew out his lightsaber once more and ignited the energy saber, the bile-colored yellow energy burst forth. The young man began to block the incoming shots, but not making any attacks whatsoever.

"Take em out, [member="A. Dominion"]."

 

[Dominik Borra]

The agent put down the sword and sheathed his pistol and swung his rifle around, and took aim at the soldiers heads. Firing quickly, he took most of them out until the last one dived behind crates, firing blind from cover. He fired two more shots above his head then paused, faking as if he was reloading and giving the trooper a falsehood that it was safe to take a peek. Once he did, boom.

Turning to Sith, he said "All done."

 

[Vaulkhar]

Vaulkhar stood dead in the center of the clearing throughout the gun fight. Whether by luck or some unknown skill, the young man was capable of avoiding all shots fired, even though it appeared he did not move, nor did he take out his lightsaber. Probably luck, more likely the damn good shooting of [member="A. Dominion"]. He turned his attention to the Agent after he spoke, returning his word with only a nod. He then turned away and strode towards the ship, moving up the ramp into the ship. As he entered he looked about, turning his head from left to right.

The ship was rather large, capable of transporting a score of troopers, ammunition, and other supplies. Various droids rolled about, but there was no other activity the two could pick up. Vaulkhar turned towards the right and strode in the general direction of what would likely lead to the control and command center of the deck.

"Lets hope we find Ebony, or at least a means of getting to the freighter above."

[member="Ebony Blackheart"]

 

[Saff]

Ebony smiled calmly as she sat on the bed of the new cell she found herself in, her escape attempt, yet again, was sub par. She came across the leader, yet again and he was none too happy about her killing three of his men, so here she sat, arms immobilised into one limb by about thirty meters of rope, from shoulders to wrists and extra care taken to fuse her elbows together to just out her chest. Her fingers were taped together and so were her hands. Her legs had bands of rope every three centimetres, constricting her leather coated flesh. While there was rope above below and in between her chest. A tight fitting leather hood was fastened over her head with her pony tail sticking out the back and to top it off, her ankles had a rope connecting them to her pony tail. So although she smiled around the ball built into the hood over her mouth. She was in a fairly large amount of discomfort.

"I swear if Vaulkhar sees me like this, i am so done" she said it with a hint of laughter to herself, but she knew she'd rather die to the light saber of the rogue than Vaulkhar's laughter of seeing her like she was. Again, having to be saved by him as she was locked away into the rogue leaders own personal room, on his large and rather luxurious bed. "Just gotta hold out for a couple of hours" she moaned to herself as the ropes tightened painfully with each move. "Why is it always me?" she sighed.

[member="Vaulkhar"]

 

[Dominik Borra]

Dominion reloaded his rifle and put it back on his back, then picked up his pistol and sword. Following [member="Vaulkhar"] , He checked out the other systems. "Well, This is where we were pointed. Why don't we just take this ship to the freighter while I check out the place for anything?" He continued to look through any room he came across, looking for anybody or any documents of any kind.

He took a glance at his rifle. He really hated it when his gear was messed with.. This wouldn't be that accurate now and it upset him. He would have to clean it later.

 

[Vaulkhar]

Vaulkhar nodded at the suggestions of [member="A. Dominion"], moving towards the cockpit of the small cruiser. As he made his way there, the young man could not help but sigh in slight frustration. Once again [member="Ebony Blackheart"] was still missing, and he had no clue whether or not to continue the mission or search for her. Putting his faith in the force, he decided upon moving forwards with the mission, hoping the party would find their way back to one another once more. At the making of the decision, Vaulkhar sat down within the pilot's seat, beginning to power up the ship. Thrusts were activated and auto-pilot were then engaged. The two were on their way to the freighter above.

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As Dominion searched the ship he found very little worth anything. Some simple ration packs, pieces of simple battle armor, rifles and pistols of the sort... But as he came to the final room, he'd note a closet that was only half open, a box holding something sticking out. Though it was closed, it was big.