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Jun 21st, 2004, 06:45:14 PM
#21
Jared ducked under a swipe, countered with a gut-shot and finished with a saber-swipe, only to enage another beast. Several bodies lay in various states of dismemberment and death throws around him already, and as far as Jared was concerned - he wasn't through yet. A force blast cleared out a few standing corpses, and he started back to work.
One wookee assaulted Jared with the but of his bowcaster, knocking away the deadly saber-cuff and brining in the butt to crush Jared's nose. Jared countered by catching the rifle's trigger with his free hand and pulling it - a green blaster bolt arced out into the sky - and wrestled with the stronger beast. It wasn't too much after that he caught the rifle with his weapon arm and shoved it under the beast's chin. He pulled the trigger and let the weapon loose as the headless beast collasped to the side.
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Jun 22nd, 2004, 09:47:47 AM
#22
They were falling quite fast now. For such strong beasts of burden, they weren't exceedingly smart. Razielle looked about the fallen wookiees and again at her fellow members of the Circle, as if she were searching for someone or something. Clearly not locating whatever it was she was looking for, she returned to the slaying.
Just ahead of her a rather large wookiee was lining up a shot with his crossbow at someone Razielle couldn't see. It didn't really matter, the only people here were her allies and the wookiee picked a bad time to not pay attention when there were other predators around.
Running straight at the great furry beast, Razielle's intent was to tople it backward and remove its head before it got that shot off. The only flaw in her plan was that this wookiee wasn't quite as dumb as she had originally thought. At the very last second before she slammed into it, the beast threw his crossbow to the ground and grabbed her about her throat lifting her up off the ground.
Clawing at its arms, ripping its flesh, she tried to free herself. Razielle found herself lifted higher and had the pleasant experience of having a rather large and irate wookiee roar in her face. Kicking at it did her no good either, she was going to have to find alternative means of getting away from this one..
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Jun 22nd, 2004, 10:01:18 AM
#23
The Wookie which held Razielle aloft had no way of knowing it had moments left to live. Quantium-hard claws buried into its flesh, wrenching it backwards. The Sith Knight fell from its grasp, as it stumbled backwards – its balance completely thrown by the parasite now attached to its back. At some point, Salem Ave had emerged out of the ship that Lilaena had arrived on. Then, like some great gangly arachnid, had vaulted through the air to collide with the enraged Wookie.
As the beast fell to the ground, Salem swung around onto its chest. It was howling, clawing at him, but the towering Sith soon silenced its cries, beating it into a state of unconsciousness in a matter of moments. They may have been large, strong beasts, but when you are nearly seven foot tall, a Wookie does not seem quite so intimidating. Rising up from the motionless body, the vampire remained slightly stooped as he looked towards his sire. He looked practically apathetic.
“Ssstupid beast-sss.”
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Jun 22nd, 2004, 01:01:56 PM
#24
Alf was still under the wookie trying to get out when anothr fell mere inches from his head. Whoa that was close, the alien though as he finall got his leg out from under the wookie. He reach for his blaster only to find it shattered.
What am I supposed to do? And why doesn't that guy over there do anything?" He stopped and glanced at the man on the ship again. He didn't remember him on the way here. Oh well, he thought as a wookie foot cam crashing down next to him, catching his foot. He could hear bones smashing, but all he could think about was the pain and getting even with him.
Alf reared his head back and his mouth snapped forward, latching onto the huge rugs leg, not letting go.
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Jun 23rd, 2004, 12:32:32 AM
#25
Alf was getting beat up, and De'Ville slid her lightsaber through the legs of the Wookiee the little alien was biting. Her apprentice found himself gnawing on an amputated leg, and released it as she reached down and pulled him to his feet.
"Here." Lilaena handed Alf her blaster, and pointed to the shuttle they'd flown in on. "Get back to the shuttle. Keep those Wookiees from getting into it." Her head turned to look at him, but she looked up sharply, at a human figure on the far side of their battlefield. Who is that? It was no Sith she'd met before, but the way the Force interacted with the figure... Perhaps a new one in the Order, keeping an eye on the Wookiee homeworld.
She snarled, and forgot about Alf, making her way towards the man who was not trying to get into the thick of things.
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Jun 23rd, 2004, 12:30:18 PM
#26
And just when it seemed that he might be able to avoid any of the altercation, he sensed a bit of attention shot in his direction. Crystal blue eyes, a stark contrast to the entirety of black that he was wearing, looked over to the approaching woman who did not seem entirely pleased. Whether it was his presence or the presence of the Wookiees that caused it, he wasn't certain. One thing he did know was that he didn't care to get stuck in the middle of it all.
Something, though, kept him from running away or climbing down the ropes to the lower level. The latter of which was ceased by the fact that he really didn't feel like climbing all the way down, only to have to climb back up later. Call him lazy to an extent, it was just too much bloody work for him right now.
The bad news for him was that his ship was on the other side of the current bloodbath between Wookiee and these newcomers, with the newcomers spilling more Wookiee blood than vice versa. What he didn't want was for himself to add more to that blood with some of his own.
Basically, he was pretty much stuck at the moment, even though the woman was still far enough away that he might be able to get a good break on making his escape. But what was he running from? Certainly, they would not be here for him, would they? As far as he knew, no one else was aware of the fact that he was here. Could his former mentor gone and torked off the wrong group of people and now they were here, looking for them both and just taking out Wookiees for the sheer joy of it? Suddenly, that didn't seem so unbelievable.
While his eyes remain locked on the woman approaching, something else caught his attention just a distance beyond her. It took only a fraction of a moment for his blaster to be withdrawn, and from the angle, it might look as if he was aiming directly at her. A pair of blaster bolts fired from his pistol, striking the Wookiee that was lowering a bowcaster for a shot at the woman. The blaster was holstered again and he waited for the woman to finish her approach.
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Jun 28th, 2004, 05:55:50 PM
#27
Jared's arm was caught in the vice-grip from behind and he felt the dip and wrench as the wookie slung the warrior into the air. He flew through the air for a good distance before correcting his pattern and landing in a loose crouch. At the moment, he had enough time to think before leaping heartily back into the fray.
Up above, about a hundred-so feet or more, was a hanging platform held by ropes and braces. Jared slipped a spare saber out from the innards of his jacket and tossed it up, catching it with the Force and directing it torwards the beams. It would make short work quickly and bring the platform down.
Add a little bang to the ruck.
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Jun 29th, 2004, 08:23:04 AM
#28
Razielle smirked up at Salem. "Thanks.." It was one thing to be in a bad spot, it was enirely another to be rescued by one's own fledgling. It was a bit humbling and she wasn't sure she liked it at all. However, even though Razielle had been made before Salem, he had been a Sith Knight longer than her and his strength was greater than her own, so she would just have to console herself with those facts for now. Jumping up she brushed herself off and prepared to head back into the chaos of fur and blood.
Stepping a few feet away she finally slid her own weapon free, but did not engage its red glow. Razielle turned back to Salem to comment about the strength of their prey tonight, but she was distracted. A sliver of light rent the air above them, quickly catching the primative platform afire. It didn't take long before it was unsecured altogether and crashing down.
Right above Salem.
Fire and vampyres didn't mesh well usually. Not wanting to see the effects for herself, Razielle ran the short distance to Salem and dove into him as hard as she could. Having nearly two feet over her in height didn't help her at all in her effort to topple him, but that was what the Force was for. With a grunt, they went down and rolled through pine needles, gore and body parts. But... at least they were out of the way.
Having stopped rolling with Salem ontop of her, Razielle looked over at the splintered and smoldering remains of the platform. It had taken out quite a few of its own architects as well. Charred wookiee smelled....awful.
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Jun 29th, 2004, 09:54:50 AM
#29
The giant blinked as a platform seemingly appeared out of nowhere on his toes. He dropped the Wookiee he had been pummeling and reached down to lift the huge metal slab, keeping a careful eye on what went on around him.
Something flickered in his mind and he turned as far as he could, catching a large ryyk in the palm of his left hand and flattening its wielder with his right. He stared down at the comatose alien in indignation; the walking carpet had tried to stab him in the back!
He turned back and lifted the platform off his toes, shuffling backwards until he had enough clearance to drop it with a heavy boom. A deep cut appeared on his arm courtesy of yet another sword, and he swung out his repeater. The long muzzle knocked a second strike off course; point-blank, he pumped six bolts into the Wookiee's face and took the heavy ryyk in his left hand. There were still some natives around.
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Jun 29th, 2004, 06:29:47 PM
#30
Alf watched his Master leave. He wanted to argue, but knew better than to do that. He limped towards the shuttle trying not to get crushed or flattened as he moved in and out of furry legs. Finally he was to the shuttle ramp. He crawled behind it and took aim at one ginger furred wookie. HE slowly released his breath and squeezed the trigger to his new blaster.
The wookie roared as the blast hit him in the shoulder and began looking around for the shooter to tear apart.
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Jun 29th, 2004, 08:37:38 PM
#31
"Frelling hell!" Jared cackled. He hadn't expected such a firey impact, and it was a great show indeed. Still-living wookies that had strayed too close to the fire had ignited and now flailed around roaring in pain. Some beasts tried to put out the flaming ones. Jared's roaring laughter died down to a mild chuckle as he went back to having fun, slicing through the stunned wookies as he entered the fray.
A Wook came at him with a large pole-axe, swinging it with dismembering power and great accuratcy. Jared deflected the first strike off with his gauntlet, the resulting impact denting the upper mechanisms and causing two of the sabers to deactivate with a shower of plasma. It was a few seconds before that blow registered, before then Jared was in motion with a flying roundhouse kick. As the beast stumbled back, Jared dove forward coming out of the kick and sliced into the beast's midsection, with the remaining blade. As he recovered from the swift battle, Jared deactivated the last saber and drew out his spairs again.
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Jul 3rd, 2004, 12:10:54 PM
#32
De'Ville shook her hair out of her eyes as she faced a large female Wookiee, making short work out of the beast's bowcaster. Lightsabers might deflect all energy bolts, but a bowcaster's metal bolt would just get messy. A few moments later the female lay at her feet, still grasping weakly for the Dark Jedi's heel, trying to get those wicked claws in to hamstring it's killer. De'Ville slammed the tip of the blade through the Wookiee's eye, and the beast stilled.
As she faced the man who'd caught her attention, she flinched as he shot right at her. Busy as she'd been, she had no time to block the bolts that were already sizzling... by her. De'Ville turned her head, and saw another Wookiee go down behind her.
And then Jared's saber went whistling through the air, and the upper platform started to come down. It was behind her, and she was not in danger, although he'd weakened the rest of the upper platform and if they didn't hurry, it would all come down and crush the shuttles. The impact indangered many of their number, but a momentary smile creased her features. It was beautiful.
Wookiees also came tumbling down, some younger cubs fell into the fire, and other adult beasts fell the distance in the newly opened hole. De'Ville returned her attention to the man who'd now saved her life, and was forced to adjust what she'd thought about him. He couldn't be Sith Order, unless he thought she was Sith Order as well, otherwise he'd be trying to defend the Order's planet. She stalked towards him, and ducked a Wookiee's bear hug, taking out the beast's legs with a swipe of her blade.
She resumed her pace towards the man, and scanned him for a lightsaber. There wasn't one that she could see, but that meant nothing. "Who are you?" She had to shout over the screams and the roar of the flames.
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Jul 8th, 2004, 12:13:40 AM
#33
Ah, now for the more difficult part of things. Her question was a good one, and the wrong answer at this point would get him no better than that of the wookiees. His plan of escape was bungled, but with luck, his shot that felled a wookiee that would have tried the same to her could just get him another way out of here. Or at the least clear the way for him to get to his ship.
He glanced around slowly at all the death, keeping his blaster at the ready and another hand within quick reach of his vibroblade. Just in case. Granted, it would be no match for a lightsaber, or rather the one wielding the lightsaber, but it was better than nothing at all.
"I could ask you the same thing, no?"
Likely not the smartest move in the world, but he wasn't about to show any manner of fear. Whether he was afraid or not. If worse came to worse, he could scale down the ropes to the lower levels and take his chances down there. These people would likely get bored with the killing before too long.
His gaze was even, eyes never wavering from hers once they met. A stand-off of sorts, if you wanted to call it that. He knew that she wasn't going to budge, and while he doubted that the bluff could hold for long, he needed to give the same impression of himself. They had to land between him and his ship. Just had to.
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Jul 10th, 2004, 09:06:47 AM
#34
The commotion had attracted another pair of Wookiees who, at the sight of their fallen comrades, had entered some kind of feral rage and were now charging upon the pair of vampires. As Salem rose up to his feet, he grabbed a piece of the platform that had almost collapsed on them from above. It was still burning at the tip. With a well-aimed hurl, Salem struck one of the Wookiees in the chest with the ember, watching as the flames danced across the creature’s thick fur. It’s companion mrrrrowled in sadness and anger, as its counterpart fell to the ground, writhing in agony, trying to smother out the flames.
As Razielle moved to deal with the second beast, Salem was struck in the back by a shot from a bow caster. With a pained hiss, he turned to look skyward. A group of Wookiees was standing on one of the intact platforms, trying to pick off Sith from above. Without a word, Salem launched himself onto the trunk of one of the trees – his claws driving deep into the bark. He scaled the surface with incredible ease, moving into the Wookiees blindside as he swung up onto a thick branch. Extending one hand, he motioned towards one of the creatures, sending it stumbling forwards with the Force, before springing out of his hiding place to deal with the others.
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Jul 10th, 2004, 09:42:34 AM
#35
Apparently the speices wasn't so primative that they didn't feel the pain of loss over their fallen. That was where Razielle came into the picture, she would deliver this second beast from its grief and send it following after its mate. Walking towards the growling mass of fur, she bent to pick up a jagged beam of wood.
Silent as death she approached. Her prey was busy trying to save its mate from the burning shard Salem had buried in its flesh. It was useless, the male wookiee died before her eyes. A split seond later the other one felt a rush, pain and release. It looked down to see the jagged and gored end of the beam exit its own chest and rip through to impale the dead creature as well. They could rot together for all time.
Turning away from her handy work, Razielle surveyed they area quickly. Death was still coming fast to the wookiee race, the Circle members were scattered but still highly effective. De'Ville was marching herself deeper into the fray, her target...? Razielle narrowed her eyes to spot a man she had never seen before. Unless he had very noble intentions, De'Ville would make sure she never saw him again either.
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Jul 10th, 2004, 03:03:45 PM
#36
In almost any other fight of his experience, Gash mused, he'd been the one to avoid. Here, in company with the Kuklos, he had abruptly become someone to seek. How odd.
Ah well. He could live with that.
The ryyk in his left hand weighed about half of what the mace he now had in his right did, but the edge gave it, well, an edge. Now, instead of just bashing in skulls and rib cages, he could sever them! Fun!
He stomped into a group of better-armed and overall more competant Wookiees and began fighting for all he was worth. His Force-senses told him when he had someone behind him, and thus was able to pull off some improbable and flashy but nonetheless effective maneuvers behind his back. Fur and blood were flying, and Gash was absolutely loving it.
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Jul 11th, 2004, 11:25:53 PM
#37
His cocky answer either meant he was, or that he was pretending to be. "I would tell you why we are here..." Lilaena initiated another Force pressure wave, knocking down the human, and all the wook's around her.
The Dark Jedi leapt to him, her saber still ignited. "..but then I would have to kill you."
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Jul 11th, 2004, 11:55:53 PM
#38
The Force wave took him quite off-guard, and being that he was for all intents and purposes a fledgling Force user, he had no real way to prevent it and thus he did fall back a couple feet onto the ground. More than a few crude thoughts came into his mind as a result, though as she leapt into the air at him, he had time only to react.
Using her own Force wave to his advantage, he managed to continue in a backwards roll, the momentum of his fall keeping his body moving. He came up in a crouch, vibroblade withdrawn and held crosswise over his body, in a position to block any slashing attack, should one come. With her still a step or two away, it gave him just enough time to quickstep back a few paces, giving him a bit more breathing room.
"Well, I don't suppose you're one of those goody-goodies from the city-planet are you. Certainly not."
The only thing he had was the shadow of a bluff, keeping his voice and demeanor calm enough to present himself as much more formidable than he actually was. In truth, she likely could kill him in little more than a thought, unless it did come to actual combat. After all, when one spends the majority of their time in the lower levels of Kyshyyyk, combat comes into play quite regularly.
"And I could have just as easily let that Wookiee shoot you in the back. Not even your Force ability could have reacted fast enough, nor any of your friends."
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Aug 2nd, 2004, 08:23:21 PM
#39
She smiled grimly. "All true, which shows you have a bit more in your head than the usual suspects. You do know you are on a Sith Order held planet, do you not?"
Behind her the fire Mriad had started was beginning to rage out of control. De'Ville kept her eyes on the blond man, and spoke into her commlink. "Alf, get the shuttle started up. And everyone else, begin to fall back. We are almost done here."
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Aug 2nd, 2004, 09:10:05 PM
#40
Jared hat cut down another Wook when his com chimed with the retreat, he pinged back on general band, adding a little whine to his voice. “Aw. But Mom, I'm having a blast out here!” He replied, then added a laugh to the end as he broke the channel, taking a moment to sever another beast in half from waist to shoulder, having to push a little on his wrist to get the saber to cut through properly. It needed a tuneup, badly.
He gave the circle of dead a wide examination for any threats before he obeyed the command, hopping the ring and fighting his way through the survivors toward the ships. Alternating his slashes into thrusts and parries, finding the blade slid in easier than sliced through.
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