Kaida Kallos
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Mar 21, 2019
- Messages
- 7
- Reaction score
- 7
Kaida made her way safely to the North exit of the establishment in the company of the Jizz band- who jumped and screamed at the cacophony of explosions of the grenades Kaida had secretly dispatched and the blaster fire coming in through the other doors and windows. They would probably never know she'd just saved all their lives. Bad guys weren't always... well, bad guys. Granted, the save was more incidental than intentional, but nobody needed to know that.
Kaida lingered for a brief moment in the doorway, screaming in apparent panic and surveying the wreckage of the bar that the ongoing fracas had created. The other Sith seemed poised to strike at the nearest Mando- the one who'd thrown grenades in from the South. He'd managed to irritate her, so as a parting shot Kaida would stick around in the doorway just long enough to disrupt any attempts of his to resist her compatriots. She would tug with the Force at his hands and arms- yanking him around, tripping him up, and throwing off his aim and ability to activate his tech with any sort of precision. It wasn't a particularly powerful or forceful attack, but Kaida figured he already had enough on his chestplate, and this would just be the ghibli-fruit on top. She was still an unknown in the crowd, going with the flow and not attracting attention. He'd have no way to pick her out, and her attack would just compound on whatever her team mates pulled off.
Whatever happened with him after her attack landed, she was done here. Kaida would continue on the path she'd already settled on into the street as the last of the band (the Bith back-up flutist) passed her by. She was wary of the poorly lit street, considering she didn't have any idea how many more shooters might be out and about or where they were- she knew at the very least the North side grenadier was out here somewhere, but his location wasn't immediately apparent. The street was crowded with panicked bar patrons on the run and confused pedestrians that had littered the street before the shooting started. Kaida kept a watchful eye out, alert for any fresh dangers.
She still had a flaming shot glass in one hand.
Kaida lingered for a brief moment in the doorway, screaming in apparent panic and surveying the wreckage of the bar that the ongoing fracas had created. The other Sith seemed poised to strike at the nearest Mando- the one who'd thrown grenades in from the South. He'd managed to irritate her, so as a parting shot Kaida would stick around in the doorway just long enough to disrupt any attempts of his to resist her compatriots. She would tug with the Force at his hands and arms- yanking him around, tripping him up, and throwing off his aim and ability to activate his tech with any sort of precision. It wasn't a particularly powerful or forceful attack, but Kaida figured he already had enough on his chestplate, and this would just be the ghibli-fruit on top. She was still an unknown in the crowd, going with the flow and not attracting attention. He'd have no way to pick her out, and her attack would just compound on whatever her team mates pulled off.
Whatever happened with him after her attack landed, she was done here. Kaida would continue on the path she'd already settled on into the street as the last of the band (the Bith back-up flutist) passed her by. She was wary of the poorly lit street, considering she didn't have any idea how many more shooters might be out and about or where they were- she knew at the very least the North side grenadier was out here somewhere, but his location wasn't immediately apparent. The street was crowded with panicked bar patrons on the run and confused pedestrians that had littered the street before the shooting started. Kaida kept a watchful eye out, alert for any fresh dangers.
She still had a flaming shot glass in one hand.