For Your People

[Levi Solus]

The Sith reached for a detonator and turned to throw it at Levi, but Elix got her just in time. He cringed a bit as the two bolts hit, hoping that she would be able to make it out, stupid strategies aside. Without her to ramble about his imaginary wife and child, he could already feel himself starting to focus on the fight much more easily. Elix had saved his hide and apparently was not in great shape, but he could manage just a little more while they focused on taking out the last fighter. Levi would probably buy him a drink later just to make up for this mess of a fight.

Levi stepped out of cover but remained less than a meter away from the corner, ensuring that he would have the perfect line of sight and a clear view of the room while also being able to duck back behind cover if he had to.

He wrapped the Force around the Imperial's upper torso, holding him in stasis as the bolts streaked toward him. They would slam into his torso and the stasis would ensure that, at the very least, he'd have to spend considerable effort to escape the grip—time in which he'd get shot.

@Faded Truth

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[Arsenio Ulgo]

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Arsenio also was able to see the two shots connect against Sarla's torso, downing the Crusader to the dining hall's unwelcoming ground. He hoped that she was not fatally struck and by judging from her continued respiratory movements, a faint smile crept on his face. He however could not rejoice for long, still having to contend with the two Rebellious threats that lingered within cover. As he continued his movement, the Imperial was grabbed in light armor and thus was quick and powerful. Left foot planted while he strafed with the right; Simultaneously, his left handed grip released from the underbelly of his rifle and instead activated the jump boot function of his armor. As the two bolts came towards him, Arsenio felt a wrapping of invisible energy around his torso. Fingers slowed in their wake, but still enough to pull off the trigger button and ignited his jump boots as he launched himself against the force stasis' effects.

The force grip was not so strong as to hold him indefinitely but it was also not so weak as he could have likely overcome it by his own physical strength in time to avoid the bolts. The jump boots however launched him further rightwards in conjunction with his own movements, the two bolts missing his chest narrowly and hurling his armored figure behind a nearby pillar. Arsenio's right shoulder smashed against the ground with a thud as his imperial uniform was sullied by the fried chicken juices and lettuce shavings that were left behind for the janitors. Dining Halls at catered events were always a dirty sight, and he surely needed a good dry cleaner after this fiasco.

A rolling stop turned into a crouch, as he regained his composure and pressed his back against the wall. Tilting his head just enough to peer into the main room, eyes kept scanning between Sarla and the two Rebels' positions. They were also behind cover and thus out of his line of fire; luckily though he too was out of their line of fire and definitely out of line of sight from the Jedi. Arsenio rolled a smoke grenade past Sarlas figure, keeping his blaster ready until the cloudy mist took form. The grenades radius would obscure the Rebels vision on him, as he quickly darted towards his fallen comrade, scooping her body in his arms before making way through the kitchen.

“Let’s get you out of here baby girl”... He whispered, sprinting away.

/exit attempt

@Ecclessey @vamp

 

[Levi Solus]

Seeing the Imperial press the trigger of his jump boots and vaulting into the air caused Levi to immediately release the stasis—it would be both too risky and too taxing to maintain it on a moving target, so he waited for the man to land. Though he hit the ground behind a pillar, Levi was ready to pursue the soldier and finish him off, only to be interrupted mid-stride as a smoke grenade exploded from around the corner and billowed a dark screen out, covering their target.

By the time Levi got there, the smoke was clear and the Imperial was gone, along with the Crusader's body. Whether she had died or not was unclear, but Levi had a hunch the two shots hadn't been lethal—and he hoped it was true. Scanning the floor where she had fallen, he noticed the muzzle of a blaster—a Quickdraw—poking out from among rubble, as well as a tiny pouch and a lightsaber. It seemed her belt had fallen off in the scuffle, conveniently dropping the loot for the two rebels to claim. Looking to thank the man for saving his hide, Levi tossed the Quickdraw lightly toward Elix. "You seem to be good with one of these," he remarked, then crouched down to pick up the pouch. Opening it, he saw a few thermal detonators, which he stuck to his own belt, along with the Crusader's fallen lightsaber. Though he didn't see himself using the 6 grenades, he knew others may find use for it, so Levi decided he may as well take them to give to someone as a gift.

He turned and was about to say something to Elix when a figure strode out from the corridor, flanked by a few guards. "His Royal Majesty King Siris, twenty-third of his name a—" The (new) servant was interrupted as the king waved his hand. "They've heard it before and I do not want to torture them through the formalities again." Walking forward, he stopped a few meters away from Levi, who bowed in respect.

"King Siris, I must apologize for the me—" he began, but the man interrupted him too.

"Nonsense! Those Imperial pricks broke into the Ancestral Retreat, guns blazing. Under normal circumstances, I'd consider it an act of war. Bearing that the events occured in one of our most sacred sites, I consider this clear heresy and a show of blatant disrespect toward Shu-toruni culture. I know you expected a long negotiation, but the Empire has made my decision for me." He remained silent for a moment, but Levi supposed it was mostly for dramatic effect.

"Shu-torun is now a friend of the Alliance." Relief coursed through him for more reasons than one. Levi smiled at King Siris and bowed again.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. You will not regret this decision."

@Ecclessey