Ask [Zygerria] Coin Toss

[Arden Kryze]

Zygerria/Orbit​

13:13 local time​

Theme​

Arden sat in the pilot's seat, bobbing around and happily singing along with his broken accent to the song playing over the holonet. He was clearly enjoying himself as the song played over the speakers throughout the ship. His "cargo" was sure to be able to sing along with how the music was playing in the cargo hold. It was a trick to catch her, but with the pay that was waiting for him, it was well worth it. He just hoped she didn't have any hard feelings. Anyone would have done the same.

It had been a while since she got any food or water, so maybe she was feeling a little down. He slid his helmet on and made his way to the kitchen to grab a bottle of beer and a couple slices of leftover pizza he picked up the previous day from a space station on the way.

"Afternoon, sunshine!" he greeted happily as he entered the cargo hold and approached the cage holding the cargo inside. "Come on, up ya get!" he called out and hit a button on his vambrace. The result was a thorough shock emanating from the collar around her neck. "Here's lunch." he quipped, placing the beer and pizza down in front of the cage. "Now do eat up, otherwise things'll ge' unpleasant." he sat down on a crate across from the cage, watching her carefully. "Looks like you go' a good night's rest in, by the look of it."

@Caught in Strangereal

 

[Sera Jex]

The cage was quiet... Deftly quiet. Days of not eating had started to take it's toll on the woman inside the cage. Her mind and body starting to break down in it's own way. For Sera though that meant one thing her mind wasn't in the cage. Instead it was back in the void as of pitch perfect darkness. The music had even faded away for her. Soon though her eyes shut and it felt like she had fallen asleep.

Into the land best left untraveled​

Her eyes shot open as she found herself in a hallway. Touching the floor she felt a conflict of texture hit her body. Hard and unforgiving like metal yet slick and icky like organic material. The place had a macabre of red spiderlike webbing and the sound of dripping water echoed throughout the entire complex. Still she got up. Walking past she could note how wet everything felt, though it stuck to being like oil or grease never able to be wiped off. She would walk forth for what felt like ages making no progress. The hallway just kept extending forth.

Then she turned around seeing the odd luminescent lights begin to turn off one by one. Staring down it it felt like a presence was making it's way... no the very air itself felt like it had been possessed gaining speed rushing towards her. The air was now cold and a cloud of condensation was exiting Sera's mouth. Most parts of her mind said run to turn away from the darkness as fear overtook her. Her legs started moving before her mind could and soon she made a futile effort in the hopes of escape.

Come... here​

A sound or whaspy whisper carried through the air and with it seemed to be a draft of wind. A spell seemed to be overtaking here every so slightly as her pace began to slow.

Come... here​

The voice got louder yet it's whisper like quality never disappeared.

Come here​

She could feel a chill up her spine and soon a piece of the meat moss seemed to reach up and grab her ankle holding her in place. Kicking and clawing Sera would try to escape it as she could now feeling the air rushing and the wind whistling and echoing in the tunnel howling at her like some wild animal.

COME HERE​

A zap shook her awake as suddenly she was convulsing in the hull of a hazily lit ship. Some tasteless was pulling over the ship speakers and she remembered where she was. Trapped in some karking cage. She looked on to the source of the voice. A figure in a T-Visor Sera merely stared at him trying to take in every single detail of his armor from the colors to each marking and the dents and scratches that served as scars. Looking down at the food her stomach started to stir and she felt it claw at her muscles to reach for the food. Yet she also knew the implications. It was all just a way of establishing control... dominance. A classic tactic who knows maybe if she did try to reach for the food he would just shock her and take it away. Still another more pragmatic thought came to her. If she wanted the best chance to escape her body needed energy.

So coming to the front of the cage she looked down at the pizza and with the speed and ferocity of a wild animal trying to seize a kill she lunged her arms forward and tried to grab at and eat the pizza as quickly as possible. Shoving down as much of it down her throat as possible. It was undignified but that didn't matter at this point. She would then go back to staring at the mando. watching him. Observing him.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Arden Kryze]

Arden watched her carefully, one hand ready to draw a pistol and the other ready to electrocute her further. He knew what she was. He wasn't going to treat her like the usual people he captured.

She finally stopped glaring at him and lunged for the pizza, devouring it like a rabid dog. He sat back, watching casually as she took one slice after the other. "Well someone has had some experience." he quipped as he glanced off to the side.

He looked back at her as she finished, staring her down with his emotionless T-visor. "Stare as much as you like, girl." he said flatly. "If you think doin' some space magic an' givin' an angry look'll intimidate me into openin' that cage, you got another thing comin'." he stood up and walked towards her, his hand still ready to electrocute her. "Now, be a good slave an' you won't ge' hurt. Got it?" he then turned towards the exit, intent on making his way towards the cockpit once more...

@Caught in Strangereal

 

[Sera Jex]

Sera ignored the comments of the Mandalorian. She didn't care what he had to say, it was all the same garbage. He was just another pig, getting fat on having power. Pathetic. She could feel it again building up inside her something that just wanted to snap, and let loose and channel all the anger that built up in her for years now. Still it had nowhere to go though, because that didn't change the fact that despite all that rage she was still stuck in a cage. Even if she did manage to conjure a strong enough bolt to kill him it would likely leave her exhausted and trapped, having to rely on a rescue. She could smash the bottle and try to inflict a wound on herself to force the Mando to treat her but that wouldn't work the shock collar could be used to knock her out as she got treated. No she would have to wait for him to take her out and spring for the right chance. Bidding her time. There was of course attempting to reason with him, lowest risk but most likely to fail. As he made his way to the exit she would finally pipe up.

"Tell me you ever think about what happens to an escaped slave after they get brought back? I know. They round up all the other slaves the master has and gather them for a 'show'. The escapee then gets brought before them and has their legs and arms connected to restraints that are then pulled so they are suspended in the air. This is to make it so you muscles tire out and to make your mind panic. They'll often do this for ten maybe thirty minutes while the master often explains how the victim needs to have a reminder of the price of misbehavior, how they need to be made an example so everyone else can be good loyal girls."

There was a pause as Sera's mind finally went back to what life as a slave was like. She just hated it. She could feel her throat tightening up especially as what she was describing had happened to her several times.

"When they are done with that that's when the whips get brought out. There are usually 3. A normal leather one, an electrowhip... and a cat of 9 tails. The leather is used first and they don't give you anything to bite onto. Usually they like to do atleast 20 strikes with that whip to make your back tender. Then they take the electrowhip and use that for five or ten strikes sometimes though they'll keep going until the whip is out of charge. The electricity as more contact with the skin and the blood will often act as a conductor meaning that the shock gets displaced sometimes it even travels into the body. After that is when they bring out the 9 tails. That thing strips your skin and rakes at it digging into the back. It's like having your back be peeled away by a diamond cut cheese grater. after that it's often impossible to tell where there's still skin and what's just exposed flesh. I know because it's happened to me again and again and again.

There was a pause in her speech as her mind recreated that sensation again as she felt her back feel like it had caught on fire while the rest of her body was ice cold.

"That's what happens as you count away the credits. If you're still ok with that then know this. If you sell and I get out of whatever hell hole you send me to I will find you, I will kill you, and before you die I will make sure in your final moments you'll know what it's like having your skin stripped from your back.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Arden Kryze]

Arden stopped by the door as she spoke up, then slowly turned around to watch her. He stood in place, listening to her ramble on about the punishment that awaited her. He didn't move, other than to shift his weight from one leg to the other or to fold his arms. When she was done, he slowly walked over to the cage and squatted down in front of it. "Don' talk to me like I don' know wha' strugglin' feels like, luv. Trust me, I know." he muttered coldly. "Corellia isn't exactly all perfume an' roses."

He cocked his head slightly, looking her over. "Stop takin' it so personal, luv." he quipped, grinning behind his T-visor. "We all need to earn our paycheque. You earn yours by stealin' an' other ways. I earn mine by doin' other people's dir'y work. Simple as that'." he rose to his feet and started to walk away...but then he stopped.

"Wha' then?" he asked over his shoulder. "If I'm supposed to le' you go, then how am I supposed to ge' my money? Sure, I can walk in there and shoo' everyone, but odds of me surviving alone isn't very good." he approached the cage again and stood tall in front of it. "So le's say I feel sorry for you, which I don't, an' I le' you go now. Where am I supposed to ge' my money? 'Cause I can promise you, the guy who hired me won' be payin' up easily." he spoke casually, yet harshly. His hands were resting on his pistols as he glared at her. Even with a T-visor, it was clear he wasn't very happy. "So, come on, miss expert. Find me a profitable solution an' I might be willin' to le' you go."

@Caught in Strangereal

 

[Sera Jex]

All the Mandalorian would get in return for his words was a blank stare. Sera didn't expect him to ho along with this but she couldn't help but mentally retch in disgust at him. She heard rumors about Mandalorians and one thing that was coming was a sense of honor and duty. This man had none. He was no knight clad in beskar, just another greedy little pig.

"There are many types of people and each one can be used and pulled in there own way. From prey, to predators, to naive fools. My personal favorite are the pigs. They're simple creatures. They follow their greed and perversions first. All you need to do is lure their next meal in front of them and they will follow. Sometimes you can make them want it more by starving them a little."​

Old familiar words from her old master... Usha She hated the bastard but couldn't help but acknowledge the validity in his words. This man was a text book example. Sera just wished she had a bargaining chip to lure him but sadly that wasn't available to her. Still she would need to make do. Just wait for the opportunity. She could feel a cold creep up her spine. Everyone involve would get their just deserts in time.

"Fine, have it your way." She said finally replying to the Mandalorian. Her mind now turning off and ignoring the armored figure. She accepted her current fate. There would be a time to make good on her promise later. She simple stayed quiet in her little cage and awaited to finally step foot on Zygerria.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Arden Kryze]

Arden scoffed at her reply, not impressed by it. He figured she'd have more fight in her. Be more willing to get out. Apparently not. But then again, she didn't look like the type to simply roll over in defeat. She was planning something.

He returned to the cockpit and steered the ship towards a landing pad. On the way he made contact with the person he was supposed to meet and deliver Sera to. He agreed to meet Arden by the landing pad and lead him to the main palace or whatever the guy lived in. Arden didn't care about him. He just wanted the money. And by the look of it, this man definitely had money.

The YT-1300 landed and Arden made his way to the cage again. With a press of a button it started to levitate and follow him out of the door and towards the ramp.

Outside, the client stood with a group of 6 guards. He eyed them for a good second or two before making his way down the ramp with his hands on his blasters. The cage followed suit and came to a halt as he stopped a few meters from the man. "Hello, sunshine. Go' that target you were lookin' for." he greeted the man. "I see. She has caused my boss a lot of trouble. Glad to see she's in her rightful place once again." the man spoke with a fake cheerful tone. He shot a look at her and gave a smug grin before looking back to Arden. "As agreed, you will receive your unmarked credits. Please, follow me." he instructed, then turned to walk back to one of the grand buildings nearby.

Two guards walked with him, while two walked beside Arden and the cage and the last two followed from behind. Arden wasn't a fan of being flanked like this, but he was prepared in case things went south. "Cheerful chum, tha' one." he muttered to Sera as he walked side by side with the floating cage. "Know him?" he asked her, glancing at her before looking at the soldiers around them.

@Caught in Strangereal

 

[Sera Jex]

Sera couldn't help but get the feeling that she subverted his expectations, oh well the dog wanted to show his teeth, she was more interested in waiting for him to expose his neck. The Cage now levitating out towards the palace. She made note of the buildings, the group of guards making for an immediate opposition of 6 plus the broker. That's right it had been such a long time since she dealt with the broker system that Usha and some other slave owners used for getting their new products. She looked at this particular one and a spark of familiarity begin to work it's way through Sera's mind. She knew him just couldn't quite tell when she met him.

Though it wouldn't take long for that spark flicking inside her mind to ignite as that grin finally found purchase. Purchase was a rather apt word. It was hard to initially tell because it had been ten years ago but low and behold she was facing the odd man who walked into her parents home and started a little chat with her and her parents. A nice chap who seemed to like her and the one that introduced her to a certain hutt. Though Sera of today had a different description than the Sera of then. To her: He was the son of bitch that bought her from her parents.

Her blood started to boiling over as it's heat spilled over into the rest of her body. A storm was beginning to brew as her mind would begin the slow turnings of memory and old thoughts that would quickly become a whirlwind. Though it was briefly halted by the words of the Mandalorian. He sounded so clueless... in that moment it was just so... oddly hilarious! Very quickly a manic laugh erupted from Sera that lasted for several seconds and would soon go silent as Sera's lungs ran out of air to produce sound. She grew silent yet again though she looked back at the Mandalorian not realizing that the feeling from before had seeped itself into the sinew of her bones.

"You really don't know how this works little piggy?" Sera telepathically relayed not realizing that she was doing it. Her mental projection carried her normal voice but occupying it was a second voice acting as a reverb, fluctuating from a high pitch hoarse whisper and a soft deep bass whisper, both of which projected and layered with the original voice.

There was a pause as Sera waited to see if the Mandalorian would even react to it or if he would just try to pretend he wasn't hearing voices in his head.

"That man is a broker hired by the Hutt buying me. He gets paid a set amount by the Hutt but has to purchase me with his own money. If he pays you lower than what the Hutt pays him he profits. Otherwise he loses out. Chances are the number you were told was what he was much lower... AND If they so much as smell a chance to get me for less they will devour it."

She couldn't help but taking a certain joy in explaining all of this to Arden. He was an arse and so it made this taste sweet like nectar.

"You already are away from your ship. You're outnumbered by his muscle and being dragged deeper into his turf. He's about to bend you over and feth you so hard you'll be calling him daddy."

"So enjoy your 'profitable' solution."

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Arden Kryze]

Her sudden outburst of laughter caught everyone off guard. Arden, the guards, and even the slaver were all startled, staring at her for a moment as she laughed. Arden turned his gaze back to the group around them as they walked along a path toward the man's residence.

Then he heard the voice.

He eyed Sera for a moment in what could only be described as shock, but it was soon replaced by anger as she insulted him. He looked forward once more, still listening to her as she telepathically explained the situation for him. When she finished, he merely smiled. He scoffed and glanced at her for a second. "I ge' the idea you forgot wha' kind of armour I'm wearing." he quipped casually, smirking behind his helmet. He wanted to give her a good smack for berating him like that, but he let it go. This wasn't the situation.

But her words did hold some truth to it. He wasn't an expert on the slave trade by any means, probably one of his few redeeming qualities. But he did know when something was up. And something was definitely up. The way they were acting, the guards flanking him, the occasional glance in his direction, it was all off. He mulled over the situation for preparing in case things went south. But there weren't that many. Fighting six people wasn't a problem, but not in this position. He needed an extra hand...and there was only one that might be willing.

He reached over towards his vambrace holding the cage's controls, and pressed the lock release. The lock disengaged quietly, but the door still remained shut thanks to a light magnetic lock in it to keep it closed. But if Sera wished to escape, she could simply push it open.

"Fine. How 'bout this. We play along until things seem to go downhill, then we kill them an' take his money. How does tha' sound?" he muttered to her, keeping his voice low to not alert anyone. It was killing him to ask for help like this, but in his current position it was way too much of a risk to try and take them all on alone. Especially at this range.

@Caught in Strangereal

 

[Sera Jex]

A madness was beginning to take over her as the feelings from all those years began to release. It could be noted in the expression of her face. Her sullen gaunt now finding a new life to it. She felt like she was just about to explode from being idle in this cage. No she wanted to get out. The Mandalorian was trying to convince himself his armor made him invincible, pfft the arrogance of that notion!

Though even behind that face of beskar she could feel him shrink a bit. Deep down he knew that his royal fething was an inevitability. Now the pig was tasting reality... and seeing that the track he was on was heading to a slaughter house. Then there was the most subtle yet ceremonious sound to cross her ears: A soft muted click. Her body registered that noise faster than her mind and suddenly in a moment she knew that she was free... sort of. That karking shock collar was still around her neck. Still nothing that couldn't be solved by frying the Mando's vambrace if he tried to control her. She heard the Mando's offer and smiled.

"Just don't get in my way, and if you think about turning on me... I'll make sure you regret it."

With that there was now silence. Though the kind that was merely prelude to misfortune. If some were more sensitive to the force they would feel an easy chill take over the area around the guards. Sera was now absent from the driver's seat and now this presence inside her all along was in control. Soon the cage and everyone would eventually be brought to a stop in a rather ornate grand room. One filled to brim with immaculately carved columns and lighting that seemed to paint a golden hue on everything. Nearby seemed to be a box it's contents unknown and with a quick scan around as Sera's sense opened up around her she could see the hooks and fixtures and realize that this was where the whippings happened. Oh fun.

She waited now her body feeling ready to devour itself if didn't get to satisfy it's blood lust.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Arden Kryze]

"Just help me make money ou' of this an' you go' nothin' to worry about." he muttered flatly, then fell silent.

They finally reached the building's massive lobby and Arden couldn't help but admit that it was really impressive. Though he kept those thoughts to himself. Sera looked more tightly wound than a a cornered Nexu with a sore tooth. He was also ready, scanning the area as he walked and taking in all angles and corners. He didn't want to get caught off guard by anything. He took note of some loops, hooks and other things to the walls, not exactly sure what that was for. From what Sera told him, this must be one of those messed up spots where the owners punished their slaves.

"Thank you for delivering my employer's property unharmed. I must admit I was afraid she would prove too...difficult...to catch unharmed." he spoke casually giving a smug smile as he clasped his hands together, facing Arden who was blankly staring at the man. "I know how to handle people like her." he said flatly. "Now how abou' those creds?" he took a step closer, which made the guards around them tense up a little. "Yes. Your payment..." the slaver turned and wandered over towards the golden box, but he didn't open it...or did anything with it. "Your payment will be transferred electronically."

Arden glared at him for a good few seconds. "The deal was a cash payment. I expect my credits to be handed to me immediately, or else I'll take my catch an' fly off." Arden demanded calmly, yet coldly. "You'll do no such thing, Mandalorian." the slaver stated, his voice rising slightly. The troopers shouldered their weapons, standing at the ready. Arden eyed them with both hands resting idly beside his holsters.

Tension was thick for several moments, until finally Arden shrugged. "Alrigh' sunshine. Have it your way." and with that he turned and walked towards the exit. But as soon as he passed the last guards, two frag grenades dropped from his coat by their feet. He launched out of range as the grenades went off, and drew both pistols as he got back on his feet.

He made space between him and the cage while firing at the remaining guards, making sure he was out of the way of the enraged girl who was about to unleash all manner of pain on these scum...

@Caught in Strangereal

 

[Sera Jex]

A few more moments and few more lines of conversation left before the show began. Sera's hands now tensed up and her legs braced themselves as her muscles prepared to leap out. one hand was held back as energy convulsed and swirled. Though to all the ignoramuses they would just see her kneeling. She eyed her targets, the slaver would sadly need to be saved for now as the armed guards took priority. basic blast vests and helmets. Top heavy, go for the legs and upset their balance. They both had blasters but for Sera that just didn't feel right. No something more up close would have to do. Her eyes scanned the guard in front of her on her right and found a stun baton, and a vibroblade, as well some loose power packs... that could work. Then she heard the mando utter his final line before the killing began. She knew what it meant.

Theme​

She gave the Mando a few seconds to walk back that would be enough time. Then her right hand flung forward and the gate to her cage swung open the hinges making barely a squeal. The tension between the guards and Mandalorian warped most of their focus though some of the guards took notice.

"Hey what the hell- AGH!" The slave bolted forward her legs catapulting her to her selected target as a low tackle knock the breath out of the guard. A flurry of poorly aim blaster bolts would strike around the room missing. Sera carried the guard over to the the nearby column before letting his body drop to the ground. A quick and harsh kick down on the back of the guard's neck would deliver a satisfying snap.

An explosion reverberated across the room and decorated a sizable area with concrete shrapnel. During this time Sera took cover behind the pillar, her hatred now flowing through and guiding her left hand as she exposed enough of her body to raise her hand up and send a thundercrack out, adding another blinding flash and overloading the lights. Glass bulbs shattered and now there was darkness.

Now in her domain the beast smiled and quickly retrieved the vibroblade and the powerpacks from the fresh body. A brief silence broke and Sera opened herself up to the force and saw all around her seeing the one guard breathing heavily as fear was now dripping off of him and as well as the stench of a certain slaver fleeing. She began a light jog towards the corridor throwing the power pack against the wall the sound causing the man to jump and frantically fire into nothing. A quick force push used to propel the vibroblade would make purchase into his back as it eagerly dug into his chest cavity causing him to gurgle blood.

It seemed that the lightning from earlier may have damaged the electrical systems as the rest of the building now had it's lights flashing on and off with several seconds of darkness. Nearby the hallway entrance was the gold crate in question. Throwing it open she saw it was indeed items that would have been used for torturing her but the one thing that stood out was a blue hooded cloak. Something that they put on the victims of whippings to symbolize shame, impurity, and disgrace; in her state however, it spoke a different message. Quickly wrapping it around herself she would take that along with a chain whip. She would begin walking down the corridor whip set to rapier mode an alarm blaring and a cavalcade of footsteps running towards her's and the mando's location. Not that she didn't care. She just cared that one man was nearby. Infact he was banging on a locked door with all his might right in front of her. Sera was after one thing and one thing only. Retribution.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Arden Kryze]

Things went to hell in a few seconds. Arden recovered from the explosions, but when he took aim at one of the guards, the lights suddenly went out. "Oi! A head's up would be nice!" he called out to her.

He dodged out of the way as blaster bolts flew his way. Using the flickering lights and the bolts to navigate in the darkness, he found himself behind two remaining guards. He wrapped his arm around one's neck, grabbing the attention of the other. He fired at Arden, but instead he hit his own comrade. While the blast vest held up, it still knocked the guard's air out of him. Arden pushed the man aside and levelled his blaster, firing at the other guard. He lobbed 3 rounds into him as he went down, making sure he was dead. The other guard tried to recover, getting onto one knee and using his rifle for leverage. But before he could get on his feet, a barrel was pressed against his temple. "Karking amateurs." he quipped flatly, then pulled the trigger to execute the guard.

In the flickering lights he spotted Sera, donning an odd cloak and a whip. Further ahead he spotted the slaver. He ejected his power cells and loaded fresh ones into his pistols as he caught up to Sera. "I saw some loops and hooks back there. This scum still owes me money. We should knock him out for now, take care of those other guards approachin' then give him a taste of his own medicine." he said as he walked side by side with her.

Going with that plan he flicked the switch on his pistol and fired a stun bolt at the man, knocking him out cold. "You're the one who hates him so much, right? You can ge' some form of vengeance and in the process we ge' rich. Sounds like an absolute win, don't you say?" he continued as he glanced at her. His other blaster was at the ready in case she turned on him. She was an animal. Animals didn't have any semblance of logic, only instinct. If her instincts told her to take him out, he needed to be ready for her.

@Caught in Strangereal

 

[Sera Jex]

She was walking forward slowly approaching the man. She had raised her arm up and with that pictured a push that trapped him against the door. A thing that happily willed into reality for her. She loosened her grip and let the rapier drag against the ground. She was drawing that out for him. Not being able to do a thing as his doom came towards him it was a sensation she was loving. She could picture it walking up pushing the rapier through his thigh and forcing it with more and more strength until that wonderful snap. Then the pig was next to her. She looked what was coming out of his mouth for now. Though before she could knock out the slaver her way he fired a stun bolt. So... uninspired.

She didn't respond to her former captor's offer. She just walked up to the passed out slaver. Seeing a vibro blade hoisted to his belt she took it and then made sure he couldn't run away. A few quick swipes and the man now had both of his Achilles tendons and his carpal nerves severed. He wasn't going to go anywhere fast, she would toy with him before his death. She dragged him back to where Arden was standing and let go.

"He'll be going no where now. Let's take care of his friends." She spoke out loud though the distortion that was present during the telepathy was still there now echoing off the walls.

She walked back in the Corridor. Despite the noises going on it was relatively peaceful as she waited. She shut her eyes and tried to picture where they had gone. There was no way they had karking vanished. No they were trying to do something maybe even be clever... How funny. Her sense though cried out whether it be gut or something else at play. Her gaze turned towards a few areas around the corridor.

"They're trying to breach. possibly multiple teams on all sides... This is gonna be fun.

She opened her sense up and waited as she tried to ready herself for the coming storm.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Arden Kryze]

Arden watched with a raised eyebrow as she decided to immobilize the man permanently. It was so...unimaginative. Boring. Something a person with a smaller footprint would do, not someone as overt as them. "Well tha' was clean." he commented with a shrug, sounding slightly disappointed.

She approached him again, voicing her plans. He checked his pistols and and turned to walk back down the hallway. She spoke up again, informing him on their possible plans. He glanced around then up to the ceiling. He rested his pistols against his shoulders, fully alert and ready to act on whatever might come at them. He didn't have any more frag grenades, but he still had the others. Plans were forming in his head to account for all possible entries around them.

In the silence, it was easy to know when they got close. They were trying their hardest to remain unnoticed, and against lesser attackers it would have worked. But against a Mandalorian and a Force User, it was hopeless.

Silent thudding against the ceiling made Arden look up, the hiss-and-click's of his blasters telling his companion he was ready to fire. Some muffled footsteps echoed from the walls next to them. Then suddenly, they all fell silent. "Showtime." he muttered with a smirk.

The first explosion went off, blowing a hole through the ceiling. Two men came down with ascension cables attached to their belts, their blasters trained on the two hostiles. Behind them another explosion blew a hole in the wall, cutting them off from the slaver. A third explosion erupted shortly after ahead of them. Deciding to start somewhere in this mess, Arden raised his blasters and fired at the two descending from the ceiling, before lowering his blasters to shoot at the soldiers ahead of them.

@Caught in Strangereal

 

[Sera Jex]

"Don't worry, He'll suffer soon enough." The possessed woman uttered to Arden. She just took cover by one of the pillars keeping her sight on the front of the room. She simply waited and held out her right arm in wait. One. Two. Three. They all came blowing in.

Sera merely smiled as the third explosion went off. Concentrating the debris and former pieces of wall would be caught by her telekinetic ability. Floating in the air in a field around the new entry way. The security team walked in ready to breach and clear but with a force push on the pieces of fragmentation it would peter and ricochet creating shrapnel that would tear them full of cuts and scrapes that incapacitated them in quick order in tandem with the shots from Arden.

Turning around to their rear she peaked her head around a corner to see a merc aim and fire. It luckily impacted the pillar though as it was a hastily aimed snap shot. She braced herself and numbed her right hand as she would twist around the other side and unleash a wave of Force lighting that would ensnare the 3 people that made up the rear breaching team.

Their screams would howl and fill the room with echoes that reverberated their suffering. One could see their faces begin to age and grow pale in complexion and wrinkles formed right infront of Sera's eyes... Or was it really Sera in control? Still they dropped to the ground and now began to groan and moan in agony as their slow death was sealed. They were all going to suffer for what they did to her.

Still when the lightning relented Sera would kneel down and exhale heavily as she could feel the drain on her mind and body. Really though all it did was anger the beast. It wanted more. More people, more death, more vengeance. Though if that was it then perhaps the slaver would be enough... for now.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Arden Kryze]

Arden dropped the three coming from the roof in quick succession, then turned his aim on the ones ahead of them. The first few got hit badly with the shrapnel form the force user, but the ones after them seemed intent on continuing the fight. They came rushing through, filling the hall with blaster fire. Arden merely ducked behind a pillar as he sent rounds after rounds at them, shooting through their vests. Once that bunch was disposed off, he turned to reinforce the rear.

He was taken back by the arc of electricity emanating from the girl. He saw the men get roasted and ruined alive, going down screaming in agony. Once their crying died down, the place was silent. Arden blinked before stepping out from his spot. Both pistols were still ready to fire, and his sights were on the woman. If she tried electrocuting him, he would be ready. "Never seen somethin' like tha' before." he spoke as he looked at the burnt corpses. The girl dropped to her knees, her breathing making her sound like an animal. "Come on. We're no' done yet." he quipped as he looked down the hallway towards the slaver's position.

He reached the little man in a few moments, dragging him off to the lobby area. After finding some ropes he hoisted the man up and suspended him in the air. He then waited in front of the man, patiently squatting down to get to eye level with the slaver. When he came to, he was staring right at the T-visor or Arden. "Afternoon, governor!" he greeted in a chipper tone. The slaver tried backing away, but he found he couldn't move. With the slashed tendons and the ropes keeping him in place, he wasn't getting away. "Wh-what! What is this!" he cried out in a panicked voice.

"Now, now! No need to ge' all anxious and panicky! I jus' wanna ask a few questions." he consoled the man as he stood up. "Firstly, I wan' the codes to your safes, your accounts, the works. Secondly, I wanna know if there are any other slaves in the building" he ordered the man coldly. "Go to hell! Let me down you animal!" the poor slaver shouted, trying to break loose.

Arden merely sighed and shook his head. "Fine. Have i' your way. Oi luv, soften him up, will ya?" he called out to Sera in a sin-song voice. He made his way around the man and tore his clothes open, exposing his bare back to them. He started to hyperventilate, fear creeping into his mind as he realized what was happening...

@Caught in Strangereal