Seeking Guidance

[Drav]

Drav was in a way happy that the bounty hunter took his side on how the Sith should behave. He also now knew both of their names, Ners and Kyo’kou, though admittedly he would have trouble remembering the second one.
The bounty hunter was the only one who knew the way, so the other two followed behind him. When asked, he told them the ‘Happy Land’ was only a few blocks away from their position, but they would have to get even deeper into the city. Shortly after they managed to find a turbolift headed down, so they cramped in, and pushed the bottom.

It was one of the most displeasing elevator rides of Drav’s life, constantly being careful not to touch the Sith standing beside him. While listening to the quiet humming of the engines, and the screeching of the metals on their rails, they were all silent, all wishing for the ride to end as soon as possible, Drav thought. Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime, the turbolift has stopped and the three of them quickly exited.

Even someone, who did not know much about the under levels of Coruscant, it could be quickly understood they were in a more dangerous place than just a minute ago. The walkways were littered with trash, the street lamps’ were flickering, if they were operational at all. It was darker, dirtier, and even smelled much worse. Ners ordered them to pick up the pace, and the group continued its way towards the ‘Happy Land’.

They managed to complete a good amount of distance before trouble inevitably found them. Four humans were headed their ways, laughing and yelling at each other, seemingly having good fun. Seconds later they must have noticed the other group, as they turned silent, but continued their way towards them. As they got closer it became easier to examine their features. Two of them had blaster rifles thrown across their shoulders, hanging on straps, and all four had pistols on their sides. Ners could even make out the insignia on the shoulders of their light armor; it was the logo of Clan Anjiliac.

The group stopped abound twenty feet from Drav and his allies. One of them, the biggest and ugliest one, stepped forward from the others, rifle on his back, and began speaking loudly.
“You are on the way to enter ‘Happy Land’, where all your dream come true." said, exaggerating the latter part of his sentence "You should feel lucky that our paths crossed, so we can personally welcome you and warn you of the many bad people lurking on the streets. State your business now, and depending on the answer, we might work out a discount on the toll you have to pay to enter.”
The three others began laughing, seemingly enjoying the show. Or they might have been exited about all the 'fees' they're going to collect.

Drav stood in the back, as Ners was still leading the group, and Kyo’kou on Drav’s left.

Drav decided that the bounty hunter probably knew more about these parts of town than him, so he let the others take initiative.

 

[Kyo'kou]

Who would have known that bounty hunters could be so dry in humor? She had always assumed that those who risked their lives on a daily basis for credits would typically take whatever opportunity they had to make light of the situation, but this man was as bland as they came. Perhaps it is my fault for making assumptions. Kyo'kou mentally chided herself. After all, she didn't know a damn thing about his background. Hell, she wasn't even a hundred percent sure if he was Mandalorian, though everything about him screamed it. You're getting as bad as the rest of them. Take time to learn first and speak later. All of the goodness she had been feeling drained out in an instant, leaving her cold, quiet, and focused.

The Sith folded her arms across her chest and stared at the ground as they walked, lost in her thoughts. The Force still flowed out from her, touching and judging every life-form it happened across to relay back their location and intentions, but none so far were interesting enough to really catch her attention. I may not be able to hurt the Hutt, but I can still give any creatures he possesses a fighting chance. For the first time ever, Kyo'kou was relieved that her Nexu was still safely aboard her ship. Should anything happen to her on this side trip, he was at least safe. The protocol droid on board was programmed to take care of the beast (much to his dismay) in her absence and had been outfitted with a device that monitored her heartbeat. Should it stop, the machine had direct orders to take off and fly back home immediately.

Her own pace strengthened to match Ners's own. "Sorry." She apologized in earnest. Most Sith would have rather cut out their own tongues than utter such a distasteful word, but she was not controlled by pride like them.

Before long they were heading even deeper into the underbelly via a turbolift, within which the tension between the three was palpable. Having been put rightfully in her place, Kyo'kou kept to herself, arms stiffly at her sides, though senses ever-alert for any surprises. Meanwhile her eyes dulled to their common brown, erasing any last trace of her identity as a Force user. When at last the ride ended and they stepped out, she was immediately warned about a set of civilians loitering not far ahead. She set her focus on them directly, the rest of the dumpy scenery fading slightly from her peripheral vision. Reaching out with her mind she stroked their auras and visibly winced, repulsed at their intentions. She couldn't blame their provocative and sexual thoughts, though- her attire was rather revealing and form-fitting. The greed that leaked off from them was thick, as was their cockiness.

Kyo'kou eyed their weapons steadily then steadied her gaze onto the bounty hunter. This was his show, his responsibility. If he needed help she'd assist. Thus, like the Duros beside her, she did nothing but wait patiently, her muscles tensed and ready to spring into action, though the gesture was hidden in a more relaxed stance.

 

[Finn H.]

A faint green T shaped glow emanated from a nook in one of the lower levels structural supports.

About 600 meters above 7 humanoids standing off the Mandalorian new blood thumbed the safety on her pistols deep in thought. An ex-mandalorian, a coward, and a force sensitive. No lightsabers yet. Thats... strange. She obviously does not belong here and its Coruscant for Mand'alor sake! Perhaps she'll draw him out... This may prove interesting. More interesting than what i'm doing anyway. The glow faded as the 8x zoom on her HUD deactivated. She jumped from her nook and plummeted to the hard duracrete ground below. 20 meters from the ground she kicked her flight systems to max slowing her descent. She hit the ground, rolled, and drew her pistols all in one fluid movement. Silhouetted against a jumbotron she took aim at the 4 thugs.

"Big ugly guy or small... slightly less ugly guy?"

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[Nor'baal]

Ners was beginning to find this mission very confusing, calming down a now apologetic Sith, being jumped by four wannabe big shots and now watching what appeared to me some form of Mandalorian Mercenary drop out of the sky. ”A fella’ just cannot make an honest living without hindrance anymore can they Drav?’’ he smirked.

“You are on the way to enter ‘Happy Land’, where all your dream come true." Ners nodded with faked interest. "You should feel lucky that our paths crossed, so we can personally welcome you and warn you of the many bad people lurking on the streets. State your business now, and depending on the answer, we might work out a discount on the toll you have to pay to enter.” he watched in silence, before deciding to throw a spanner in the works.

It was clear these boys worked for their Hutt contact, and Ners was bord. ”Oh, thank goodness. This lass,’’ he gestured to the Mandalorian and Kyo’kou ”...and her pal, are here to kill your boss.’’ he said, his tone flat. He shrugged to his party and stepped away lighting a stim.

OOC - Changed my font so people can actually read it xD

 

[Drav]

Tonight it was now time for Drav to be immensely surprised a second time. It was weird for him that Ners could be so bored and uninterested in the face of all that was happening. Drav credited this behavior to the bounty hunter's much greater experience. But Drav stood there shocked for a second.

After a few moments of thinking, Drav decided that Ners was probably right, the mysterious soldier's sudden entrance left them little room to wiggle out of the situation without becoming prisoners of some crime lord. He stepped back, behind Kyo'kou. "I think you two should just handle them," he said to the Sith and the newcomer.

The group that stopped them was now standing with their blasters raised, ready to shoot at a moment's notice. "You should all lay down your weapons, and put your hands in the air!" Drav allowed himself a little smirk. He tried the same thing not thirty minutes ago with the Sith, and he almost got himself killed.

The Duros stepped to Ners, the least likely person to kill him in a twenty feet radius, taking up position right beside him, while watching the combat unfold. The gang would not have a chance against those two.
"I really hope that Jedi of yours is worth all of this. If we continue onward like this, we are all just gonna get killed."

 

[Kyo'kou]

Kyo'kou pinched the bridge of her nose. If I didn't know better, I'd think he was trying to set me off. She mentally groaned at the bounty hunter's statement. Before she could act, however, the Force alerted her to another's presence. It had no malice in it or ill-intent directed towards her, thus had decided that informing her sooner wasn't necessary. Which was very irritating. Her normalized eyes watched as a humanoid dressed in thick armor plummeted (in a much more intentional manner than she had earlier) from a perch far above to land (rather elegantly at that) nearby. A curious brow arched, then hardened, her having heard the unmistakable sound of weapons being drawn. This evening just keeps getting more complicated..

"Big ugly guy or small... slightly less ugly guy?"

Wait.. The Sith took a moment to process everything. One, this was a woman. Two, she wore the gear of a bounty hunter, which made her look inquisitively at Ners. Was this a friend? Three, and perhaps most importantly...she had no intention of attacking her or her current comrades. Either this one's suicidal, trigger happy, or has it in for their employer as well. Or all of that. Maybe none. She didn't exactly expect those that dwell down at the lower levels of Coruscant to be mentally stable. With a little more focus she was able to recognize the presence of other living sentient beings- six who remained where this newcomer had originated from. A clan, perhaps? How interesting.

"I think you two should just handle them,"

Prior to his suggestion, Kyo'kou had been completely absorbed in the uninvited guests. Having been brought back to the reality of her current situation, she automatically fell into an offensive stance and her facial features hardened.

"You should all lay down your weapons, and put your hands in the air!"

She sighed and shook her head. If only they could. Thanks to Ners, she had no choice but to fight. Due to the arrival of yet more bounty hunters, she needed to act as fast as possible in order to spare their lives- no doubt the guns of the other woman were not set to stun. Well, here goes nothing..

The Sith allowed herself to open to the darkness, though not completely. As it melded its energy into her flesh, her leg muscles tensed and she slowly eased forward. Hsving bore no weapons, Kyo'kou hoped the goons would be more focused on the bounty hunter rather than herself, allowing her to strike as intended. When she had gathered enough of the heated essence she sprang forward, her speed so great the woman faded into less than a blur. In a flash she was upon the men and suddenly standing still, the fingers of both hands pressed against one another flatly. With her right one she jabbed up diagonally at one henchman's neck, their fingertips crackling with purple electricity, generated by the Force. It was her intention to send a small but powerful surge into his flesh to temporarily overwork his nervous system in such a way to render him unconscious. There after, she twisted at the waist and sent her left hand palm-up to a second man's chest, where she would unleash more lightning through him, again in a controlled manner, hoping to stun and incapacitate him as well.

Knowing that close-distance combat was not her forte, Kyo'kou then performed a rather acrobatic back-flip and landed a good fifteen feet away from the group in a crouch. Looking up, her eyes burned yellow again. More electricity leaked off from her fingertips to dance through the air and crackle upon the concrete before her in warning. "I suggest you all leave- and I don't mean go back to your boss, either. I don't want to kill you, and I don't want them to either." She gestured to the rest of her allies with a few head jabs. Hopefully, the henchmen would do as she suggested and take off, but just in case they were too dense and decided to lash back, she prepare dto convert the lightning into defensive barrier.

 

[Finn H.]

"Oh, thank goodness. This lass, and her pal, are here to kill your boss"

Well thats fine i was gonna kill them anyway.

"I think you two should just handle them."

Coward She Looked at the Duros with hate and stuck her tongue out at him. When her tongue hit the inside of her helmet he remembered that she was wearing a helmet and had been wearing a helmet for the past 2 weeks. Irritated she looked at the force sensitive who was careening towards the thugs at what appeared to lightspeed. She kicked herself mentally, she had gotten distracted with her helmet antics and had missed the start of the fight. She looked on intently as the mystery woman took out 2 of the 4 thugs

Impressive, sure her technique is sloppy and her form is all over the place but you cant argue with the results.....feels bad man.

"I suggest you all leave- and I don't mean go back to your boss, either. I don't want to kill you, and I don't want them to either."

She laughed out loud "My turn!" She holstered her pistols and leaped of the Jumbotron with assistance from her jet pack and landed between the other 2 thugs. As she hit the ground she snapped out a vibroblade from her left gauntlet and a flamethrower from her right one. She charged the thug on the left, utilizing the weight of her armor, she shoulder checked him laying him out on his ass. She spun around and charged the other one as he fired trio of bolts at her. She ignored them and closed the distance as the bolts from his third rate blaster carbine impacted harmlessly of her armor. Once closing she kicked his blaster to the side before he could fire again, then she buried the vibroblade into his neck. She pulled it out and watched has his life sprayed out from his throat covering her helmet and dripping down onto her chest plate. She nonchalantly turned and showered the other thug in flame just as he had gotten back on his feet. He went down again screaming. She looked to the force sensitive woman and gestured to the unconscious bodies. "So are you gonna kill those two or what?"

 

[Nor'baal]

Ever since he had stepped foot on this planet, Ners’ day had gone from odd to bizarre and was - with every passing moment - taking more footsteps down that path. "I think you two should just handle them," he heard. ”Finally, something I can get behind.’’ Ners replied, as a veritable explosion of the sublime began to take place in front of him.

As the Sith started to, for want of a better word, crackle with lightening, Ners took his cue, and stepped off to the side. With the Sith jumping toward the thugs, Ners headed in the opposite direction and hailed down a cab, which arrived rather rapidly. The speeder pulled up just as the Mandalorian kicked their jetpack into gear, and whilst the Sith and Mando began the largest pyrotechnical display Ners had ever seen, he got into the back seat and gestured for Drav to join him.

Waiting for the two killers to finish, he called out to Kyo’kou and her newfound Mandalorian associate ”You need level 1390, about 45 levels down. I imagine with your abilities,’’ he gestured to the Sith ”And your rocket-pack, you can make good time.’’ he added, pointing at the Mandalorian.

”For the rest of us without such things, we shall meet you down there.’’ he added, waiting for Drav to get in. ”See you in 10?’’

 

[Drav]

While Drav watched the fight unfold, he did not notice Ners hailing down the cab. Just as the Mandalorian was about the engage with her jet-pack, Drav also heard an airspeeder's engine humming behind him. Confusion quickly took hold of his face, he had no idea what was going on. To much of his surprise Ners got into the backseat of the cab, and signaled Drav to follow.

Trusting Ners to know what he's doing, Drav approached the speeder. Just before getting in, Ners yelled to the others, "You need level 1390, about 45 levels down. I imagine with your abilities, and your rocket-pack, you can make good time."
Drav looked back at the other two one more time, surveying the destruction the Mandalorian made. Then he entered the cab, and he was now sitting beside Ners on the backseat of the speeder.
"See you in ten?"

Without waiting for an answer the airspeeder's doors were closed, and the cab slowly departed from the streets. Drav wondered if Ners had already told the driver where they were going.

"I could've swore we were close," said Drav, while fulfilling his need to check his sidearm, "but this way there is less chance for us to get burned on the way." The Duros allowed himself a little chuckle, then looked to Ners seeing if he's up for some small talk.

"Crazy day, huh?"

 

[Kyo'kou]

No..What is she- Her entire body became cold in an instant as a great horror unfolded before her. Without mercy or relent, the female bounty hunter had attacked the remaining two grunts with the full intention of bringing about their deaths. No..stop..Don't do this.. She winced as a well-sharpened blade penetrated the supple flesh of one man's neck, shivered at the blood that gushed out like a pressurized fountain. No no..no no no.. Without realizing it she was already stumbling forward, eyes glued on the soon-to-be-corpse as he collapsed to his knees. The Sith was nearly upon him when a sudden warmth washed over her, drawing her attention to the dawning screams of the last grunt. Stopping dead in her tracks, she slid her feet across the ground while turning in a manner that would allow both men to be in her peripheral vision at the same time.

"Nooooo! I will not allow this!" Her voice boomed with a fury unlike any other. It echoed off the surrounding buildings, carrying with it a thunderous force that actually shook their frames and shattered dingy and dirty glass.

Black flames sprouted from her silhouette and expanded both upwards and outwards, consuming her figure in an instant within their dark embrace. Concrete shattered and split into deep crevices as crackling dark energy whipped out across it, bee-lining for the two men. A hiss sounded as the essence suddenly lurched up and concentrated into twin serpentine shapes which slithered the remaining distance, their maws opening wide to bare sickle-like fangs and hypodermic needle-like teeth. The first arched downward and plummeted into the grunt who had been ignited, smothering the flames upon contact. The creature of darkness then dispersed, becoming a mist-like form which pushed its way into the man's body through his skin. Its twin twisted to the side then struck at the human's neck where it began to disappear as it actually forced itself fully into the wound.

Within the confines of the Dark Side of the Force, Kyo'kou concentrated on the energy she had unleashed, which had formed from her own life-force and thus still had a connection to her. While flames continued to burn and obscure her, the Sith curled her fingers into claws, forcing the substance to take action. For the heavily burned man, old and damage skin was forced to shed and new to grow while any layers of fat that had burned away were replenished and new muscle reconstructed. At the same time, the penetration wound of the other's sealed as tendons, ligaments, blood vessels and flesh reconnected. Once both had their initial damage negated, the essence converted into a rejuvenating state, replenishing their bodies on a cellular level with new life. Color returned to their skin as they collectively gasped for air but remained grounded, their bodies too weak to move of their own free will, but strong enough to eventually make a full recovery.

Eased on an emotional level, the Sith turned her attention to the bounty hunter herself. The flames around her converged into the shape of two large feathered wings, between which the elongated neck and pointed head of an avian sprouted. "Leave!" Kyo'kou bellowed. "I will not allow you to shed anymore blood so senselessly!" The bird's head turned in sync with hers as it took notice to a craft upon their level, in which both Ners and Drav had entered. She twitched, the irritation within boiling into dangerous levels. Inwardly she groaned. As much as she wanted to make sure the four men were safe, she still had a mission before her. One which would allow her, if successful, to save even more lives in the future. So it was with a heavy heart that she leaped into the air into a backwards flip, her 'wings' flailing out at the peak of it. "If I find out any of them had died by your doing..it will be the end of you." With that warning she plummeted face-first, 'wings' tucking back to mimic the diving posture of most predatory birds.

Unlike her last trip, this one was flawless. Her mastery of the Force allowed her to drop at a planned pace, and the lower levels provided few (if any) obstacles. Forty-five levels were counted before she leaned back and 'flared out her wings.' Their motion made the appearance that they alone had suddenly stopped her descent, but in truth, Kyo'kou utilized the Force to do so. With barely a sound her feet came into contact with solid ground. There, the flames dispersed entirely, revealing the woman clad in all white again and her burning red eyes.

 

[Finn H.]

"Well um....that just happened" She watched the what was now obviously a sith drop out of sight. "I hate this planet"
She walked to the largest of the two unconscious thugs, who she thought was the leader, and started rummaging through his gear. Once she found what she was looking for she stowed it on her utility belt and pulled out her pistols. The comlink opened with a bit of static, "Take care of the bodies", With that she shot the two unconscious thugs in the head, turned, shot vibroblade guy three times in the chest, then leveled her pistols at flamethrower guy. She smirked at his look of terror and to think just a moment ago he died an honorable death.

"Take me to your leader" As she followed the thug to his Hutt overlord the sound of jet packs being activated blended in the sound of the Coruscant underworld.

 

[Nor'baal]

”Crazy day, huh?’’

”You can say that again buddy. Level 3 please, spaceport 16B.’’ Ners replied, instructing the driver on their actual location, some 15-20 kilometers away from the other two, who even now pulled some bizarre feats of madness below them as the speeder pulled away, the cabbie making good use of the accelerator.

”Yeah so, rather than stick around down there with humpty and dumpty, I thought we could head off and,” he handed the other passenger his datapad ”,some work for one of the more ‘auspicious’ clients of mine?’’ he added with a laugh. Former Premier Max Vesp of the Coruscanti Government was expecting them...

OOC - Just a heads up, and I have never used a FS character before, but that Force Power Kyo’Kou used will need to be written up and approved by the admins - maybe @Arclight. Other than that, Ners is now exiting the thread, with Drav, to pursue another target. Happy Hunting.