Hunting a Rogue (OPEN)

[Kale]

Kale looked at Adelaide like she had lost her mind. This guy just survived a grenade that was almost right next to him and now this girl wanted him to create a distraction. It had gotten quieter since the explosion but Kale could hear the stomping feet of reinforcements. Soon enough sound levels from blaster fire were back up. Kale wanted now more than ever to tell these people that he was not really a Jedi. But than he would be of no use to them and probably abondoned. He stood closer to the pilar to shield himself from blaster fire. Looking at Adelaide Kale screamed,

"ok!"

Great now not only will I probably get killed but my last words were those of an idiot. Kale took three deep heavy breaths and ignited his lightsaber. It could be seen from by the guards and they quickly shot at it. Unexpecting the sudden force Kales saber flew from his hands. It landed about twenty feet to his left. Horrified kale took another three or five deep breaths. He looked at his light saber and sprinted towards it. All at once it seemed like all blasted fire was directed at him. He got to his light saber picked it up and dove for another pilar. He was sweating now. That was way to close

 

[Mother Chucker]

The Echani guard was ready quickly his sword stopped from its swirling spin. The weapons motion ceased abrubtly now clasped vertically, from the ground up. Simultaneously he reacted leaping upwards off of the ground clearing a distance of nearly four feet. The attack would have passed underneath barely missing by inches. Coming down hard and fast the tip of his weapon shot downwards, fueled by muscle and the momentum of his short fall. The guard aimed on pierceing his opponent through the abdomen with the tip of his blade. As Bensho slid directly underneath, and pin his body to the hard cold floor below.

Saris Trent slowly pressed the edge of his wrist-blade to the mans neck once more searing his flesh. Nediam could only utter yet another pain-screaming howl in response. Trent only delighted in his pain.

"Now now... We will be off soon.. Be a good little boy and enjoy the show..."

Trent sadistically remarked.

Lifting the blade from his flesh and tightening his hold around the hostage’s waist. Mr. Bensho seemed to be having some trouble, though his opponent was highly skilled with a blade. Who would win? The Echani guard had moved onto the offensive.

 

[Darthwin]

Bensho pushed his legs upwards kick the guard in the jaw, as he maneuvered a bit to where he was cut in the side. Bensho was doing a hand stand and flipped back to get his vibro knife off of the floor and threw it towards the Echani's ankle. He held his side for a moment and went to the other dead Echani and removed the other knife and threw it aiming at his left hand. He was having some trouble but kept calm to avoid making a foolish mistake that could cost him his life if he was not cautious and remained calm during the fight. He used the vibro knives, as a distraction to impale the Echani in the stomach. Bensho had a resolved look on his face.

 

[Galykia]

"Adelaide, head to the Nubian Starport, Hanger six I will be their shortly I think we have everything under-control for the moment. Mr. Luas isn't going anywhere..."

These weirds were shoftly heard in her ear, only she could hear the command.
"O.k. new plan, Their reinforcements must have been guarding a different entry point that is now abondaned. I will go their and flank the reinforcements and that other guy. If I dont get to you guys in time, head to the courtyard. Dont do anything to risky till I set my positition." Adelaide used her speed to easily escape the battle. She was not setting up a flank, but rather she started to sprint toward Hanger six.
Saris, I am near the Rendezvous point, how are things are your end? Adelaide had reached the entrance to the entry of the Haner. Rather than enter and risk any trap or ambush set by Saris, she climbed up to the roof through the use of a pipe. She then listened and watched through several holes in the roof for anyone orr thing in the Hanger. She awaited for Saris to respond.

 

[Ka've]

Vak had stuck to the shadows during the initial fighting, choosing to not compromise his position and stick to stealth. Once the fighting had moved toward the inner compound, he breathed easily and let his body slip from the wall he had been hugging.

He turned to his brother Sien and said "Look Sien, we might have to get out of here real fast. I want you to get to the Devil and prep it for launch, we have to be ready for whatever comes...hurry!" Sien nodded and hastily started to make his way toward the landing pad.

Vak turned his attention back to the situation at hand. He was in no immediate danger now, but he had lost his only backup, his brother. But one way or another he was going to get what they came here for.

He unholstered his blaster.

The money.

Vak left the shadows and ran straight for the cover of one of the pillars. He peeked out on the right side, then left. No one. He looked up at the night sky and reached out to the Force, feeling it around him, connecting him to every living thing. Then, he silently calculated his chances of making it toward the door that led into the building.....

One. Two. Three...

He lept out of the pillar and started running as fast as he could toward the door. His legs were moving fast, faster than most humans. The Force was aiding him in his blind run to the door....

He was almost there.....

He stopped short abruptly and hug one of the pillars. If anybody was watching him they would have fired by now, or made a movement....nothing...

He breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the door.

He made his way through the silent floor toward the elevator. He said to himself - If i were a crime boss with a price on my head, where would i be? Top floor of course.

He entered the elevator and punched in the top floor, which then zoomed upward toward his destination. When the elevator door opened to reveal battle, he gripped his blaster tightly and rolled outward to find cover.

 

[Mother Chucker]

The echani had overstepped his defense. Though he was good it would seem he was not good enough--this time. Mr. Benshos blade cut through his defense sldining all the way to the hit into his chest. A torrent of blood followed as the Echani lost grip of his weapon--it clattered noisely to the ground. His eyes bulged outwards and his breath was feirce and violent. Before his envitable death ensumed the figures entire form falling motionless and limb upon the mans blade.

"Very good! Hahahaha!"

Saris exclaimed in excitement.

His orbs suddenly shifting to follow the new figure whom had found his way into the room somehow. The beign had found cover yet it did not matter, Trent would ethier call upon his aid or vanquish him, both of which sounded quite plausible at the time. His gaze shifted towards Mr. Bensho.

"It seems we have company."

Trent paused gathering his words.

"Now now, I do not know who you are but I have a proposition for you. Well instead of fighting and which would only lead to our deaths or your how about you do me a little favor. Guard the elevator. We could use another body upon the team and you know me friend, I like to go out in a bang!"

Saris Threatened and manipulated.

This time Trent used no tactic to coax words yet only sipped a hand in to the confines of his pocket. Deep inside, digits gliding upon the surface of a cold metallic ball. Nediam began to sweat, his skin looked as if it had beoken out into hives. The burns were permanent, they had disfigured him and yet Trent thought there was still some way to salvage the mans aid.

"So Nediam how about you get started transfering you credits to my account haha.."

Trent exclaimed urging the man forwards upon his computer that laid before him just as the air speedered pulled to a silent halt-- outside the window just behind the two.

"Just let me live."

Luas could ll but mutter.

Nediam knew the account quite well, having been a buisness associate with Trent for two long years. Leaning forwards he went to work under his hostage-takers close watch. Trent gleamed, as credits found their way into his account, only something else he would bribe the man with when they had reached his ship. Having robbed PharmCorp of all their fund the company would liquidate and millions would loose their jobs.

"Its done."

"Good Luas."

Trent paced backwards, suddenly the wristblade had left Nediams throat. Instead in his hand he clasped a Class A thermal detonator that let off yet another slient "Beep"--this one was much deadlier. Able to level the entire complex in one deadly blow, killing all beneath. His wristblade then daggered into the window behind him. It shattered from the heat and velocity of the blow, silently retracting into the sleeve of his coat. Revealing a debri free route to their escape that laid just before them.

"Now Stranger, I have yet to know of your name. I am offering you a chance at life. I do not know if you have came of Nediam or for me, though you can ethier die or you can join me and live. We have great plans laid for us in the near future. The Alaskans wait our punishment.. Mr. Bensho after you."

Trent aimed the talk first towards the intruder then to his bodyguard. Before gripping Nediam Luas the ganglord and ex alasakan officer by the sleeve of his coat with a free hand. Awaiting a response...

When his com-link suddenly went off.

"We will be their shortly ran into some complications but I have a simple soultion hahaha... Ready the ship. Thanks.."

Trent responded, he always loved to hear the female Zeltrons seductive voice.



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The courtyard had erupted into chaos and the bounty-hunters seemed all but outnumbered. Th gnaglords guard barely missed the Jedi by centimeters, having seen their opponent a group consentrated their fire upon the pillar he held cover at whille a group of three flanked him to his right hopeing to pin him to the pillar then take him out from the side.

"Arrghh!"

Farrion let off another roar leaping to his feet.
The men in the coutyard itself had taken heavy loses, Farrion, had only a handful of men left with him as he let off another trio of rounds into the group. His large repeater rifle now empty of all ammunition. Clasping the massive double-bladed vibroblade sheathed upon his back. It was pulled free, he weaved his way in and out of the pillars to give his body some cover. As he made his way towards the bounty hunters position. Soon he would be within melee range and then they would be cut to peices. Agilely he ignored his wounds, and if he was fired upon the man would only pick up speed weaving faster, his motion now trailed determination.

He would meet them in combat none the less.

(( Excuse the typos it was hastely wrote. ))

 

[Darthwin]

Bensho smirked and collected his weapons together and set them in the bag after he cleaned the blood off. "well I have my triumphant moments" he replied with a laugh. He took a medpack out and used it to heal his injuries before he took out a cloth to wrap it up his injury. He looked at the new comer and held his knife ready encase he would need it. "so what is the next part of the plan?" he asked Saris Trent. Bensho was sitting down for the moment.

 

[Ka've]

Vak was smarter than most, and he knew when to fight and when to flee, or in this case, when to ally yourself with certain individuals.

The blaster fire was slowing down below, he could hear it even from the top floor. That meant bad news for Vak, as either side would surely oppose his desires...so he made a choice.

He lowered his blaster to his side and said "....Let's go then...lead the way Saris....."

 

[Mother Chucker]

"Very well, well if you all would kindly follow me we have alot to discuss and so little time to do so. It seems our friends may be upon us here shortly. So Ta-Ta Cheers!"

Trent humorously replied.

His hand slipping up to the cuff of Nediam Luas's shirt gripping and launching the man backwards through the window with a shatter. The hostage was caught off balance as he cut through the window landing into the back-seat of the crimson air-kift bloodied and unmoving. Trent slowly followed with an abrubt about-face. Leaping off his toes down into the drivers seat. The Thermal detonator still frimly clasped inside his palm.

"Well we do not have all day!"

Saris commented to the group still inside of the building itself. Motioning for them to follow his lead and into the Air-Lift for extraction.

 

[Darthwin]

Bensho quickly grabbed his stuff and ran towards the window and jumped forward. He landed in the passenger seat and looked around for a moment, as he set his bag on the ground in front of his seat. "Well things have gone pretty well" he replied, as he cleaned the blood from his weapons and placed them back into the bag. He waited for the other person to follow them, as he had the vibro-knives on his belt once again.