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When Essien's lightsaber was moved to the side, he was at the mercy of Juulius' more grounded stance. Essien was pulled in by Juulius, but Essien's head was already tilting to his left, their helmets clanging cheek to cheek with lessened force. Essien struggled to find his bearings to throw...

Essien quickly glanced over his right shoulder at Dax, then reached Juulius. Dax's shots narrowly missed when Essien shortly hopped left with lateral rotation around Juulius. Essien's left hand caught Juulius' right wrist, forcing it in/down. Essien's lightsaber rotated up, to cut through...

Having seen a flash of flame through what openings there were, Essien arrested his recoil just after having squeezed the trigger so as to quickly return from partial cover, dropped his pistol and, with a rush of anger, blasted a focused surge of the Force, bombarding the very wall that Dax...

"There he is," Pinbur started. "The man of the hour." There was a certain disgust in his eye; coupled with his grumbly voice, he seemed to hold Essien in contempt. Yorif, on the other hand, wouldn't let go of Essien, one arm draped heavily over Essien's shoulders while the other gesticulated...

Essien's eyes flicked to the sound of something. Then, boom, the building shook, glass shattered, dust loosened, and Essien staggered. He looked up at the still intact ceiling, worried the hollow pop from just before had meant something devastating, then looked right, out the window from his...

Hearing the other's blade dissipate disarmed Essien, though he still reeled when Cawar came into view, threateningly jerking his own red blade back in preparation to strike at Cawar's deceit. But he didn't. "Together?" The idea crossed Essien uncomfortably, not unfamiliar to cooperation but...

Essien stepped into the overcrowded room, before stalling to gasps and turning shoulders, colorful patrons fearfully stepping back away from him as their guards held their weapons just a little bit tighter. Faces upon faces, turning pink, turning white, grinning and gawking, burdening the room...

Explosions echoed in the distance behind them, screams and blaster fire muffled by the battered structures. Just as they couldn't tell what may have been a block away on the other side of some obstruction, neither could that someone tell that they were here. Essien crouched through a hole at...

Essien surveyed the panorama, enamored by all as much as all was by events lying at his feet, blood spotting his forehead and nose. Then he jerked to the business of the guards around him, hurrying to pick up Holden, to seize any loose weaponry, and grabbing at Essien's elbows and pulling him...

Essien thought to turn and surprise his competition with a surprise attack, but his next one-footed landing sank into a sliding stone, triggering a trap. A rusty flat blade scraped out along the step and just missed Essien's toes, a close call were it not for his long leaps already carrying him...

Head whipped left, eyes shuttering to the stalled wheels in his brain, Essien realized his mistake all too late. The soldier had already recognized his commanding Crusader whom had given Essien the lead (was this a test?) before he could castrate himself for over-stepping his bounds. Were it not...

Seizing opportunity, Essien dove left, recovered his spear and hurled it at Holden. Holden caught a glimpse of it, however, and simply angled his head out of the way. The spear harmlessly soared by and clamored to the ground. Holden laughed. The crowd erupted. Holden turned toward Essien...

THE BELLS [BREAKER OF CHAINS] KESSEL The coup de grace. All forces assembled to force the capitol to buckle, bend the knee or be crushed by the Empire's might. Slow and steady, the clanging of landing gear nesting on the streets, the clonking of bay doors banging the pavement as plodding boot...

Hearing the spark of Cawar's lightsaber ignite, Essien looked back over his shoulder when he had not planned to. Though the dust cloud obscured Cawar, Essien could see the bright red blade well enough even as he continued running away, a convenience Cawar wouldn't have since Essien had yet to...

Before he knew it the fight was already over and the loud voice echoed against the steel walls behind Essien, shaking him from his moment of preparation. He looked up and saw one fighter being dragged off by his heels, leaving a streak of crimson in the sand. And it hit him, he would have to...

"Cawar," he echoed. He began to fill himself with the Force, quickly feeding the adrenaline rush within as Cawar pointed his saber hilt out at Essien's back and made his challenge. Essien both approved of Cawar's vigor and feared it. So little so far to judge the Sith by, that Essien resigned...

Markus' guards allowed Yorif's mercenaries to take hold of Essien and tug his arm, but giving a nod to Markus' last request and unhanding him as a show of good faith. Essien eyed Markus one last time before being escorted toward one of the caged lifts, more gently now. Two entered first, he...

The stomp struck a tune up Essien's spine, the realization that he'd let someone sneak up on him ringing in his skull far too late for him to turn around now. Instead he turned his eyes in their sockets, trying not to show that he was trying to see whom it was behind him. He placed his fists...

Essien's chin raised to the Imperial's reply, wise and measured. It struck Essien into a daze as he listened, wrinkling at times to being called, in part, wrong or a follower, or to his role being characterized as behind the scenes. An anger simmered within, but was stifled mostly due to his...

"Don't die," Essien quipped back under his breath in reply. He squinted at Markus' uniform shortly, discretely eyeing the man whom held his life in his hands. He'd met him before and measured him a man of duty and no nonsense. It was difficult to foresee how this mission would go, as much of...