To Harren, even tiring of his use of the force, knowing he couldn't keep augmenting himself much longer, time still appeared a shade slower than normal. The Jedi took a step backwards, somehow reading his quick disarming strike and countering skilfully despite a nasty head injury - perhaps the...
Harren physically scoffed at the notion that he was a delinquent - while it was absolutely true, and he knew it, it wasn't because there was no work for him. The opposite in fact, it was that he wasn't interested in work just now. He had a mission prepped with Arianna, something big on the road...
The impact was satisfyingly heavy, and Harren could feel the bones beneath the lad's armour crunching into eachother as the Jedi was slammed to the ground, skidding a good way and cracking his head open on the pavement. Somehow, perhaps thanks to an inborn warrior's instinct, he managed to keep...
Another step forward, a widening smile. Harren's eyes, however, were cold - icy as they were blue. The tone of the woman's voice implied she thought she was the alpha here... Interesting. Perhaps she came from a culture where woman were naturally dominant? It was an attitude that was going to...
Here they came. Harren snarled and flashed his teeth, standing before his vulnerable friends a bastion of courage and strength - even the force around him emanating stability and resilience. Harren made his play.
The male fired two shots at Arianna and the Zeltron charged, using the force she'd...
As Saorise's instruction, Harren took his place around to her from her left. The storm rumbled outside, getting steadily worse - it was time to commit their ritual and leave... For the Deucalian knew well the destructive power of storms, and of the force, and though he was curious to see what...
Harren had forgotten nothing.
The speed at which Harren was moving was faster than the Jedi could possibly hope to match, given one of them was enhancing their speed with the force and the other was not. The skilled movement of the saber lock did indeed drive Harren's blade towards his arm, but...
The boy was quick, good to know.
Harren stormed past where the Jedi had stood milliseconds before, and knew what was coming. As the inevitable lightsaber slash came he was already pivoting, parrying with his own blade and locking them together. Ordinarily this would have been to Harren's...
Slowly but surely, metre by metre, he'd reeled her in. She was only running, he was using the force to strengthen his limbs - even ducking behind carts and crowds when he could was he gaining ground. But by but as he got closer, he could feel her presence looming larger. This one had...
Harren heard the dumpster coming, having seen it in the alleyway beforehand it wasn't hard to figure out what smelly train was about to run him over. It wasn't a hard attack to avoid, and Harren's instincts took over. In one fluid motion he drew his blade and ignited it, while at the same time...
Harren took a step forwards, but only one. His hands were still out, palms open before the Jedi. He knew the stories, that they were vicious thugs the Sith had put down centuries ago - the ancient enemies of Andraste that she'd laid to waste and extinguished forever.
Only she clearly hadn't. So...
Harren let the sleep comment lie, Rask clearly didn't want to go into it and Harren wasn't the sort of man to pry into another's private affairs - yet another difference between him and the Sith mainstream. They walked together for a while in silence after that, Harren enjoying the scenery as...
Oh.
Harren sighed, his massive back still turned. He noticed the blue glow, the telltale hum of a lightsaber behind him, but he didn't react immediately. He let the kids run, unsure even what he was planning to do to them - they were only children after all even if they were unknowingly...
He heard the footsteps even over the crackling flames, such was he using the force to sense for unseen attackers - but they were receding. Turning he caught sight of her, showering herself in sparks as her blade contended with the electrically charged fencing. The force flowing into his limbs he...
Shit.
He knew the moment he'd leapt the chair and scrambled a few more metres that Arianna and Niish weren't reacting fast enough, and when the flashbang went off he was looking the opposite direction, behind an object, head down and covered. Harren's ears rang for a moment or two, but he'd...