Almost Vulkar

[Horus Tempest]

Almost Vulkar

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A lone figure tred carefully towards the elevator to the deep undercity, in the Outer Rim Territory of Taris.

The planet had seen it's share of wealth and prosperity on the surface, the upper levels clearly being marked for the upper class, a social divide, and the rift that echoed throughout the going on's of the denizens he had passed by. Of course, this divide was so palpable that those who lived on the lower levels, much like the planet of Coruscant, existed in a state of almost permanent poverty. That, as well as a severe lack in security patrols, had allowed criminal networks to sink their teeth deeply into the underbelly of an otherwise shining, albeit flawed, pillar of civilization. This figure was draped in dark brown robes that extended from the tip of his head to the very cusps of his leather boots, a hood covering his lengthy hair and rapidly growing beard. Beneath the cloak was strapped a blaster, on the hip, and two silver cylindrical objects - lightsabers, the weapon of a Jedi Knight. For that was his title, Horus Tempest, Jedi Knight of the Galactic Alliance.

There is another that is supposed to be joining me... I can feel their presence nearby. Seems patience it is, once again.

Still, even as he waited for the other that was assigned to the mission, a force-sensitive by all accounts unless his senses deceived him, he would not be idle. He approached the guard manning the lift to the undercity, who immediately raised his hand to stop the Jedi from moving any further, his left gently raising the blaster that the security wielded, as though to signal that if Horus tried anything, he would be shot. It was amusing, to say the least, but his days of worrying about blaster fire from single - and even multiple - opponents were long since past.

"Sorry, nobody can access the lift without proper authorization. And I'm willing to guess you don't have any... so back off. Not safe down there."

Horus gently unfolded his hands and raised his right palm to the man, as though to signal he meant no harm. But in reality, he reached out with the Force and gently nudged the being's mind with its power, using the Force to influence his actions. Though he appeared to be strong-willed, the opposite was, in fact, true, as it did not take much effort at all to breach his mental wards and plant the suggestion of obedience within him. Mind Tricks were always a taboo subject, but the Vahla had no issue using something that didn't cause any harm.

"I don't need the identification papers. I am here to cover the remainder of your shift, and you are free to go."

"You don't need identification papers... sorry. I didn't realize, thanks for covering this slogfest. Best of luck."

The guard shouldered his rifle and went on his way, causing the Jedi to nod in affirmation, refolding his hands beneath his cloak and crossing his arms, awaiting the other to join him. There was something uncanny and familiar about the presence that approached, but in what way Horus couldn't yet tell. Perhaps he had met this one in the past.

@Nommie

 

[Calath Draykon]

Calath wondered in the direction that should take him to where he is supposed to meet up with his partner. Now he may not be trained in the force just yet besides what Ashlyna taught him. But he is able to do some things. Demonstrated when a guard confronted him as the teenager reached a point where he was halfway to where he is supposed to meet Horus.

"Where do you think you are going kid? I don't recognize you." A guard said as he confronted the young rebel.

Now Calath may not know how to use mind trick. But he has learned from his father on how to be a smooth talker. If done right he can trick anyone into believing what he says, "I am actually new here. First day on the job. I was just heading to my post." He tolf the guard whom believed him and so waved Calath on his way.

Calath wasted no time to get moving. Acting like a nervous teenager going to work for the first time. He then spotted Horus, quickly walking over to him. The teenager nodded to the older jedi, certain that he can sense that Calath is his partner during their mission.

@TheMorrigan

 

[Horus Tempest]

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Horus gently turned on his heels as a younger man approached, sensing through the Force that this was the one he was meant to be working alongside. At first glance, he didn't bear resemblance to anyone he had met previously, and yet there was still a faint tinge of familiarity in the aura about him. It was very strange and caused a number of questions to emerge in Horus' mind. Each one was more interesting than the last, a mystery within itself among the task at hand. Gently tapping on the Elevator's control panel, he waited for the mechanical lift to reach the top and then entered, waiting for the young man before shutting the doors behind them and beginning their descent. He drew the hood off of his face and flicked his amber saber into his hand, keeping it beneath the folds of his cloak but fully expecting to find resistance below. The first order of business was locating the Vulkar base, and once that was complete they would need to infiltrate it - by whatever means necessary - and recover their quarry. Extending his hand to shake the other man's, Horus gently smiled even as the elevator came to a halt and opened.

"The name's Horus. Figure it we're working together, I might as well get acquainted. Padawan, eh? Yeah, that's the life."

After the man's reply, Horus would nod and point ahead, walking out of the Elevator, anticipating the Padawan Calath to follow. As they rounded the next bend, two groups consisting of rodians, weequay, aqualish and beaten down humans appeared to be bickering. Both groups where armed, and as it appeared neither were standing down. From his current position, he could easily identify a number of the weequay as members of the Black Vulkar gang, the symbols clearing denoting them as thugs for the organization. The others, however, he did not recognize, but it didn't take long for them to reveal themselves through argument.

"Beks are nothing but Bantha Fodder!! We Vulkars own this lower city."

"This is our territory, scum. Kriff of-"

Before the rodian had a chance to complete his sentence, the lead weequay lunged forward with a vibrodagger, jabbing it directly into the being's throat, causing a fountain of blood to soak the floor. The human to the rodian's left, another member of this 'Bek' gang, swung with his vibrosword, only to be intercepted by yet another Vulkar, who began to engage with a melee weapon of his own. The pair exchanged blows as the Aqualish was engaged in battle against a vibrostaff, and held pinioned against the wall long enough for the Vulkar leader to stab him numerous times, gutting him and allowing the body to fall to the ground with a sickening thump. Horus was in complete and total shock, the entire conflict had escalated in a matter of seconds and was basically over in less than a minute. Before the Vahla had time to interject, the human was slashed across the chest and likewise joined his fellow Bek's in the grave.

"We might want to move."

"More stangers! Take them down, no witnesses!"

All three Vulkar's turned to face the Jedi, and in an instant Horus' amber saber crackled to life, leaving the room in a gentle orange half-glow. The weequay, upon seeing the weapon, widened his eyes in what appeared to be shock, before a huge smirk crossed his face. He knew why. There was still bounties on lightsabers, of both Jedi and Sith, and this thug probably couldn't tell or didn't care to tell the difference. Unfortunately for them, however, they faced trained warriors of the Light Side of the Force. And after witnessing the atrocity and savagery of the murders just now, Horus was in no mood for games or a prolonged fight. He attempted to thrust his right hand forward in order to blast the three away, but to his surprise the leading Vulkar was already in front of him, the vibrodagger lunging at breakneck speeds. There was no way to dodge in time, so Horus reacting out of instinct and placed his arm in the way, resulting in a sliding gash that ended with the dagger in his hand.

The very same spot he'd been impaled by a sickle, a wound that had only just healed. In response to their allies' cries, two more Vulkars rounded the corner, blaster pistols in hand.

Oh. This is a great start.

@Nommie

 

[Calath Draykon]

When the elevator doors opened, the teenager followed the knight on. Naturally the teenager needed to take a second to gather himself together. This is his first mission and so Calath is feeling a tad bit of anxiety. Looking to the man as he extended a hand towards the padawan, Calath shook his hand. Smiling as he did, "Calath. It is never a bad idea to get acquainted. Yeah I am a padawan. It is not too bad. A lot to learn but it is fun."

After he replied the elevator doors opened. The teenager followed Horus out of the elevator. The young man kept his hand on his pistol to have quick access to the weapon if it is needed. Just as easily he can have his lightsaber in his hands, though the padawan will only use it if it is necessary. Which appeared the weapons may be needed as the teenager followed Horus around the corner. Two groups of rival gangs were bickering. One that Calath can identify as the group they are here to engage with. But at first none of the gang members noticed the two jedi standing there. Not until the members of the Bek gang was nothing but a pile of corpses on the floor. Calath was no stranger to violence or murder, he has seen it before. But Calath was not exactly in a mood to show these gangsters mercy after what he has seen.

Immediately the teenager's lightsaber is in his hands, snapping to life. The icy blue blade faintly lighting the room with it's hue. Looking at the three Vulkars the teenager waited to go on the offensive, waiting for them to make a mistake. He was taught by his father how to keep himself together and think while in battle. This will be a test as to how well he has listened.

The lead Vulkar, a weequay, was the first to attack which resulted in the other Jedi being injured. Out of instinct to go to the aid of his comrade, Calath struck down the Vulkar leader with a thrust of his blade through the side of the being's chest. As the leader crumbled to the floor a aqualish fired a single bolt, which Calath was easily able to deflect. The bolt flying through the air and nailing one of the two Vulkars that were coming around the corner. Bringing his lightsaber to a defensive position as the Padawan kept himself between the gangsters and the Knight.

@TheMorrigan

 

[Horus Tempest]

>>Dice Thread<<

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Calath had dealt with the Vulkar who decided to charge for Horus directly, cutting him down with a icy sapphire blade, following up with a reflection that sent another gunman down to the floor to join his leader. Horus, for his purposes, was more than slightly annoyed. It was rare for anyone to get the jump on him, and so it was that he became significantly more cautious, his senses widening around the immediate area, just in case another opponent attempted a similar attack. Surely enough, another weequay wielding a vibrostaff, who swung low at his legs before following up with a strike to his shoulder. Settling into a low guard, most commonly used with Form II, Horus swung-blocked the incoming strike to his legs, then parrying the blow to his shoulder by bringing his own saber up and aiming for his opponent's wrist even as they swung downwards. This allowed his saber blade to be on the outside of his opponent's weapon, knocking the bladed end to the ground and leaving a sizable gash where the amber blade had made its mark. The weequay crumpled to the floor with a light sigh, but Horus didn't stop moving. Stepping forward with his right foot, he continued to advance.

"Cover the one with the blaster, I'll handle this."

The last opponent with a melee weapon, this time a younger being wielding what appeared to be a basic short vibrosword, raised the weapon over his head and charged headlong at the Jedi. A sidestep made the wild charge go right past him, with his opponent barely turning in time to knock aside Horus' follow-up lunge. His target had been center mass, the chest area, and his opponent seemed to be able to tell, trying to follow up with a slash across the chest. His saber simply flicked upwards and caught the blade mid-shaft, locking it in place before beginning to twist, so his own saber was once again above the metal weapon. Once he had twisted the lock to the point where his opponent's blade was pretty much touching the floor, a quick flick of the hilt sent the saber careening over the being's chest area, carving a slash that caused the scent of burning flesh to reach his nostrils. A disgusting smell. Still, Horus watched as the enemy collapsed to the ground, never bringing his weapon away, watching for any sudden counter-attacks. Once the human made it clear he was done fighting, Horus turned back to Calath, making sure the Padawan was alright as he dealt with the last among this group. The Force began to pool around his left hand, on the off-chance this went awry.

@Nommie

 

[Calath Draykon]

As Horus dealt with the charging weequay Calath dealt with the one remaining Vulkar. A Rodian who had the brains to know to use the nearby corner as a makeshift shield from bolts the padawan may successfully deflect.

But Calath has not been trained in the different forms as well as how to properly use his weapon in the defense against blaster bolts. So when the Rodian fired four shots at the young man, he was able to deflect two of the four shots but the last two will cause Calath some problems. The first bolt grazed his lightweight flank while the second one tagged his bicep.

The young Jedi winced from the pain muttering a quiet curse word as he brought his blade to what he thought is a good defensive hold if the Rodian fires any more bolts. Unfortunately for the two Jedi, one more Vulkar will come to the Rodian's aid. The young man had no idea if the Vulkar was able to call for help thanks to the Padawan failing to take him out. The young man has a lot to learn.

@TheMorrigan

 

[Horus Tempest]

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Horus' patience was not at an end, but he wouldn't have it tested any further. Especially not by a bunch of cutthroat gang members. They'd gotten the jump on him once, but since then they'd been dispatched with ease. But it seemed this time the young Padawan was having his own issues, as he was struck twice with blaster bolts. The Vahla winced in reply before his eyes flashed amber and began to sputter and glow. It was the sign of the Force, and he had an entire volley of kinetic energy building up in his left palm. Before either of the remaining Vulkars had a chance to call for help or gloat in perceived victory, he thrust his arm forward. And with it, the entire hallway shook. A shockwave of energy coursed through the corridor, blasting both of the enemies off their feet and sending them careening into the wall, unconscious. Two sickening thuds, but Horus was done reacting to the sounds of pain. Neither would die, which was more than he could say for the rest of these fools. Turning back to Calath, he looked the young man over.

"Can you keep going? Apply some Kolto to those wounds. I'm gonna check the bodies for any keycards."

The Knight set about rummaging through the gear of the fallen gang members on the ground. He left the Bek's untouched, continuing on mainly with the Vulkars. He found nothing of value and no identifying tags on any of them. Neither was there anything that could have allowed their access to the base any easier. To make matters worse, the disguises themselves were totally ruined due to the scuffle, many having burn marks. The two thrown against the wall could have been used, but the back of the vests had been torn open from the impact against the wall. It wasn't an ideal situation, but it was what it was, and Horus would deal with the cards he had been dealt. Once he was sure that Calath was patched up, or at least ready to go, Horus started walking down the adjacent corridor towards the reported location of the Vulkar base. Surely enough, a metallic door with their symbol scratched into it appeared in his sight a short ways away. Since the security lock was sealed and he had no real way of slicing into it, he decided to be more literal with his approach. Taking his ignited blade, he sidestepped a few feet from the door and began carving a hole into the wall. Alternate entrances were the best entrances, after all.

@Nommie

 

[Calath Draykon]

Either because the teenager did not care about what happened to the last two Vulkars or the young man had grown used to the sounds of death or injuries. Calath didn't react when the two enemy soldiers were sent into a wall with a sickening thud. He was glad that it was over with though. At least for this part. Calath knew that there is more to come.

The young man looked to Horus as the Jedi Knight turned to him, "Yes. I can continue on. The injuries are not that bad." He told Horus, nodding when he was told to apply some kolto to the injuries. As the bloke went about to look through the bodies, the teenager got out his small medical kit. Applying the kolto to the two injuries he sustained during the scuffle, he was ready to move on. Placing the kit away the teenager followed the Knight closely with his lightsaber back in his hand.

Well, it didn't take long for Calath to put together what the Knight was up to as Horus started cutting through the wall. The teenager quickly got to work on cutting the other side of the hole that the man was working to cut. The young man had not however anticipated the section of the wall that was cut away will fall to the ground so quickly. As soon as the blades had done their work the section of the wall started to lean away from the two Jedi. Now Calath was able to catch the wall with the force but not before part of it thudded loudly against the floor. The young man held his breath as he gritted his teeth all while hoping that no one on the other side was close enough to hear the noise or respond quickly enough. Maneuvering the section of wall the teenager carefully as possible placed it down on the floor. Taking a deep breath Calath prepared himself for Vulkars to respond to the rather unexpected, loud entrance.

@TheMorrigan

 

[Horus Tempest]

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"That arm holding up? Just stick to my left and cover me when we get in, alright, I don't want you going down. Tycho would kick my ass if anything happened to you."

The Vahla's eyebrow raised, and a slight smile crossed his lips as the young man began to help him carve the hole into the wall. Say what you will of Calath, it seemed he learned quickly and followed the lead of others without much fuss. His mind began to think of whether this one had a Master already. Though Horus already possessed a student, and he planned on taking on more, the boy clearly had talent. He could sense it through the Force... perhaps this was a student the Force had guided to him? But it seemed the time for rumination had passed, as Calath cut through the wall at blinding speeds, leaving a massive gash in the durasteel and causing Horus to sidestep as the wall suddenly gave way and their carved piece fell with a massive thud that echoed throughout the hallway and beyond. Gently cursing beneath his breath, he nodded to the boy as he stepped through the debris, still carried by air, casting the room they entered in a grey cloud of mist. From that cloud, the only thing the five Vulkar within would see was azure and amber blades glowing with intent half-light. Horus wasted no time at all, moving swiftly to engage the first opponent before he had a chance to draw his blaster or call for reinforcements. The first Vulkar attempted to draw his pistol as the Knight moved forward, only to have the haft of the weapon carved through by his saber. Stepping forward, Horus delivered a left hook to the being's face directly to the temple, knocking the guard unconscious almost instantly.

"Hello there, folks. Oh, I wouldn't do that..."

The faint hum of a swinging vibroblade caused him to spin on his heel and deflect with an angled block, hopping with his back leg and kneeing the second opponent in the crotch, causing him to likewise go down before delivering a firm kick to the head as a follow-up. Quite suddenly, he was grabbed from behind in a gruff bear hug as a weequay Vulkar attempted to jab him with a stun baton. Kicking off the ground with full force and abandoning his saber, causing it to clatter and deactivate, he flipped over the man grabbing him, causing his enemy's stun strike to impale his opponent as opposed to himself. Kicking the stunned man into the weequay, knocking him off balance, he rushed forward and grabbed at the wrist holding the weapon, spinning it over his shoulder and yanking downwards, shattering the arm in one fell swoop. His right hand then grasped his opponent's shoulder and hip threw him across the room into the nearby terminal equipment. Allowing the Force to completely guide his actions, he ducked beneath a vibroknife blade, stepping back onto the last Vulkar's foot and throwing a reverse elbow into their chest, turning forward and blocking a follow-up stab with the flat of his left arm, backhanding his opponent with the right. He continued to hold his opponent's striking arm with the flat of his left as he delivered a flurry of three single blows to the ribcage, causing his opponent to weaken and then collapse.

"Well. That's... that. Let's find this shield generator before anyone else comes skulking about."

Sighing as he caught his breath, Horus looked around the room and noticed his handiwork. Apparently, his mistake earlier had simply been caused by a lack of focus, as he had torn through these brigands with little effort. Though, on this occasion, it was they who were surprised by the Jedi, as opposed to the other way around. Reaching out with the Force, he summoned his saber back to his hand, keeping it deactivated but on hand, drawing up his hood and stepping into an adjacent hallway, looking first left then right. He didn't spot any guards immediately, but then again he had no idea which direction to go. Observing the walls, and then looking to the terminal in front of them, he surmised following the wires on the walls would do the trick. But before anything, he turned back to Calath and nodded towards the terminal.

"You wouldn't be able to get us oriented with that thing, would you? I'm not much good with that sort of thing."

@Nommie

 

[Calath Draykon]

"It will be fine. Nothing to worry about." The young man responded when Horus questioned him about his arm. The Kolto did some to alleviate some of the pain and at least somewhat heal the injury. But he will have to get some more either here or when they get back to base if his injury is going to be fully healed. But Calath can deal with the pain. It will do nothing that will affect the teenager's ability to focus on the task at hand.

Wait? How did Horus know who his father is? Calath didn't bring anything up about him. How in the world did this Knight know? Calath looked to the Knight with a bit of a surprised look on his face, "How did you know that Tycho is my dad? I never mentioned him to you. At least I don't think I did.." The Padawan mentioned as he started helping carve the makeshift entrance into the wall. Did Tycho put out some sort of missing child notice or something? Well Calath did just up and leave after feeling a bit of a pull. But wouldn't the rebel officer know that the teenager is capable of taking care of himself? Well at least Calath thinks that he can. He is after all still a bit of a bright eyed teenager. Calath has no idea where he is supposed to be going, he has just been going where ever he felt the pulltaking him to. This happened to be one of those places. He has no idea why the pull brought him here. It could have something to do with the Knight standing next to him, but just as equally it may not. Perhaps it is another test of sorts. Who knows.

Well the speed that the section of wall was cut through and consequently fell to the floor seemed to have caught both of the Jedi off guard. But it will be made up for. Which it was when Horus took out the Vulkar Guards with ease. The Padawan made sure to keep a close watch on everything that Horus did during this encounter. This may be the best learning experience he may get for a while until he meets up with another experienced Jedi. But as quickly as the encounter began it was finished. So Calath will have to process what he has seen later when all this is over and done with.

"Yeah let's find it. It won't do us any good if we hang around here for more to show up." The teenager agreed. Then Horus asked him about orienting the two in the direction of the generator. Now thanks to the times that the teenager went with Tycho to steal gear and what not from the Empire, this may be one of Calath's areas of expertise. Maybe. The young man has not done this sort of thing on his own. But then again there will not be that much of a difference between generator designs. Finding the wire or protective piping that will lead them in the right direction should not be that difficult, "I did these sort of things with my dad and his girlfriend.. I should be able to find the right thing that will take us to the generator." Calath told his comrade as he observed the wiring and protective tubing that was above the two of them. One in particular caught his attention, "The orange protective piping. Some places use something like that to identify what connects to a generator. That should take us to what we are looking for." The young man then noted how the walls in front of them seemed to be a bit different, "We have to be close though. In case you didn't notice. The wall across from us is different." Calath will then start leading the way, following the orange protective piping that caught his eye. Hoping that it will lead the two men in the right direction. It should as this was a similar thing that he had learned to follow in the past.


A little further down the corridor the three guards had to be a sign that their goal is behind that heavy doors. Because the three guards started blasting away like madmen. Neither of the three were letting up as they blasted away, Calath deflected a few bolts as he approached the three Vulars. One deflected bolt went into the abdomen of the guard to Calath's left. The other two harmlessly slammed into the wall behind the Vulkar as he dropped to the floor. When their blaster fire came to a stop due to the two remaining guard's running out of ammo, Calath wasted no time to bring them to a swift end as he threw his blade at one of the guards, then swung at the other, cleaving the man into two when the blade returned to him. With the three guards taken care of there should not be anymore approaching.

Looking up at the orange pipe the young man noticed that it went straight into the room that is on the other side of the door, "It should be on the other side if this door." He told Horus as he looked at the orange pipe then to the Jedi Knight. The Padawan is very confident that their reason for coming here is right behind the door. If it is not then they have just wasted their time.


@TheMorrigan

 

[Horus Tempest]

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Horus calmly watched as the younger man informed him that he'd be fine, though a quick glance to his wound proved to the Knight is still caused a deal of discomfort. Not entirely unexpected, any wound like that would cause even the most seasoned of warriors to be annoyed with the graze. Horus was lucky enough that he'd only be slashed at and stabbed in the hand. The blood still flowed quite freely to the ground, and if anyone followed the thin blood trail, they'd arrive at the location of both Jedi. But Horus was, in the end, unconcerned. Nothing much these Vulkar's had he couldn't deal with unless one happened to be a trained force-sensitive.

"I read the mission files, Calath. I make it a habit of knowing who I'm working with, no matter how brief the mission may be. You're registered within the Alliance by your father's last name. You didn't really need to mention anything - I've worked with Lieutenant Draykon in the past."

He watched the man with keen eyes as his senses filled with strange and alarming emotions. It appeared the kid didn't realize Horus was well versed - and totally in the know - about most anyone he was assigned to work alongside. He was lucky enough to be privy to such information due to his rank in the Jedi Order. Though not a Lieutenant or Commander or anything along those lines (though he likely had enough experience to apply for those positions, he had no such desire) he was a Jedi Knight, and that afforded him a certain amount of authority and respect, at least among his peers. The wider Alliance he hadn't dealt with in a good long while, not since Master Rayth's trial, something he'd adamantly been against due to the division he knew it would seed. Of course, he'd been right, but to a certain degree, the council had also been correct in casting judgment on the now-former Jedi Master. His thoughts were diverted back to the man in front of him as his offhand comment about slicing into the computer terminal was met with an affirmative response. So Calath could slice. Good, they'd need that edge to get in and out.

"Perfect. I never really had time to learn slicing from my father. He was too busy teaching us about the Force and basic ship maintenance... Protective piping, eh? Speaking of... How the hell are we even supposed to get a Generator out of here? I feel those shielding things are supposed to be big."

He followed Calath down the corridor as the pair followed the protective markings to their source. Horus was fully prepared to engage any additional enemies but was surprised to find that it was the Padawan who took the lead on this occasion, deflecting blaster bolts back at the three Vulkar's while a slight ways away from the Knight. Horus didn't even have to bring his saber to bear, as closing the distance between himself and the opponents became unnecessary. Finally, the orange markering plastered across the walls ended right at the base of a large metallic door. Gently striking at the controls with his left hand, leaving a bloody thumbprint across the console, Horus moved into the room. The generator itself was surprisingly not as enormous as he expected. It would certainly be a tight fit across these meager corridors, but it was doable and thusly it would be done. Immediately, Horus began to set to work, removing any attached wires and cutting the generator free from anything holding it down. His amber eyes scavenged the room for something that could be used as a wench to lift the generator up enough to make his job of lifting it out easier. His eyes just so happened to find a heavily scratched up Hoverlift powered down in the corner, clearly having been used to store the generator initially. Jogging up to the machine, Horus mounted to the pilot's perch and turned to his younger companion.

"You know, we work pretty well together. If you're ever interested in a formal teacher, you let me know. But for now... let's get the hell out of here. Hop on."

He powered the Hoverlift up, bringing it to bear over the generator. Once the satisfying clink of metal linking with the metallic layers underneath the belly of the lift was heard, he gently brought the vessel out of the doorway and began careening for the exit.

@Nommie

 

[Calath Draykon]

Of course Horus had to have worked with his father in the past. How else would he have connected the two of them? The young man felt a little bit stupid for his reaction. Well maybe he should make some sort of habit of reading up on his partners as what Horus and his father does. That should do him some good, then he will not be caught off guard in regards to who his partners are and if they are older than him will not be surprised if he or she knows who his father is. Granted the man adopted him, but he filled the important role.

Then again Calath may not have access to the record files since he does not hold any sort of rank just yet nor have been in the Galactic Alliance long enough to be trusted. Well maybe one of these days he will start to gain some level of access. In the mean time he will just have to make due. The teenager looked to the man, "Not my dad. He took the time to teach me a bit of everything that he knows to do. Though his girlfriend didn't always agree with how he went about it." He looked to the protective piping then, "Well they just might have something nearby that can be used to lift and carry the generator. The protective piping won't tell us how big it is. That will be something we will find out when we see it unfortunately." Calath explained, hoping that the generator isn't so big that they can't get it out of here. Otherwise they would have just wasted all this time for nothing.

after a bit of a walk and dealing with the three enemies they were finally in the room where the generator is supposed to be located. Well it was not hard to spot at all. Thank goodness it is not one of those massive generators. Yeah it is big but if they find a lift then they can haul it out of here with no problems. He helped Horus remove the wiring and cut the machine from whatever was holding it down. As Horus went to retrieve the hoverlift that he spotted, Calath followed him over. After the Jedi Knight climbed on Calath moved to follow him onto the machine. Okay he was not expecting to be offered the chance to have a formal teacher. The boy didn't even think before replying, "I'd be honored if you took the time to teach me." He will say as the young man quickly climbed on.


Well there will be no more issues with the Vulkar now. Either whoever remained ran off or they no longer have the backbone to face the two jedi. So they had absolutely no opposition as the machine made it's way to and through the exit. Their mission was a complete success.


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