Stranded

[Sebby]

The senator certainly made a quick exit, as if he were afraid for the outcome of this transaction. Nolan could only guess that the man was spooked by cyborg-guy's appearance. Whatever the reason, now the ship was paid for and taken care of. All that was left was for Nolan to find some opportunity to take it out of here. He was still surprised by his opponent's readiness to pay for the ship like that, though. By the time they got to the end of it, it was ridiculously overpriced. Nolan had no intention of buying it, but the other guy did. It was a bit crazy, now that he thought about it.

But Nolan didn't think on that for too long. He felt something, almost like a presence. It was almost like what he felt before, but it didn't feel ominous. Nolan glanced around for a moment, trying to find the source of this feeling, but he couldn't tell where it was coming from. He then observed the robed man before him, who had glanced over his shoulder. Nolan tried to follow his gaze to see what he was looking at, but was only snapped out of it by the man speaking to him. Luca Jissard, huh?

Nolan put on another smile and shook the other's hand. "Nicholas," He responded. With such a large bounty on his head, it was a risk to tell anyone his real name. Besides, he didn't fully trust Luca yet. "Nicholas Laurent." He glanced behind Luca again. "Did you see someone you know? You can go say 'hi' to them while I get the ship ready to leave!" This may have been the opportunity Nolan was waiting for.

 

[Galen Mareck]

After seeing the one person scurry off from the group, Galen had known something was up. As he exited his own ship, He made sure his Lightsabers were accessible and but hidden. Galen blinked and again had noticed the tendrils of "Force" coming off the one figure. He kept his glance on him for a few. Dark stringy tendrils, almost as if smoke had covered his entire body.

Galen had then looked over to the younger one and noticed the same thing, But instead of a dark mist, it was a crazy group of white, light filled Tendrils. As if the young man was a Force Sensitive. He knew there were Force Users out there that were untrained and hadn't quite picked up on what they had until it was too late for the Order to get them. Galen had moved a bit closer, but cautiously. His Lightsabers were under his jacket as he moved closer.....

 

[Enuf]

Lucas eyes shot back to Nicholas, his hand releasing. He felt that presence of the Jedi and would rather avoid a fight. "Of course. I'll let you fly. After you." he offered a smile, tapping his PDA on his wrist as if clearing something off of it. He spun on his heel walking towards the Ship

In Reality, Luca had alerted his Droids aboard the Oceanspray to begin preparations and began take-off. Ordering them to remain on Stand-By in case he needed to escape swiftly.

 

[Sebby]

Nolan raised his eyebrows in surprise as it seemed Luca was in a hurry to leave. Perhaps the person he was looking at was someone he knew, but didn't like. Nolan knew the feeling, after being constantly on the run from bounty hunters. He really needed to do something about that, but he decided to stay focused on the task at hand. He was beginning to get quite curious about this strange presence he was feeling. He couldn't remember the last time he felt like this. He felt the presence get a bit closer.

"Do you have the feeling that...someone is watching us?" He quietly asked Luca, then shrugged. "Eh, whatever. You probably draw a lot of attention with that eye anyway. By the way, how's Coruscant sound?" He wasn't sure on the current state of the planet. The last he heard, Coruscant was being bombarded or some such and wasn't in good shape, but that was a couple months ago. Surely, it'd be done with by now.

 

[Galen Mareck]

Galen had noticed as he made his way towards the few people that dark shrouded one was ushering along the young one. Galen didn't like it. He began to make his way a bit closer to the people. His head full of thoughts and decisions about what to do and how to handle it. He had unclasp 1 of his lightsabers and held it behind his back. Yeah, if this was a Sith, of course, he'd be able to tell instantly that Galen was at the ready.

He got a bit closer and he heard the Dark figure tell the kid he could fly. Something seemed extremely off about that. Galen clenched his fist and then quickly calmed it down. Anger leads to the Darkside. Galen stopped in his tracks, keeping his eye on the figure and he spoke....

"Where Are you taking the Boy, SITH!"

Galen knew just by the feelings that the other figure was a Sith. If not a full on Sith Lord, a Sith Apprentice. Galen knew better though. He wouldn't ignite his lightsaber until either he was approached in an offensive manner or the time just called for it. Either way, Galen was ready.

 

[Enuf]

Luca smiled, the Child suggesting Corusant. After-all, he had been apart of the dire Sith attack on the city and aided in the death of many. It brought back good memories in the mind of the Sith. His Mouth opened to respond to Nicholas but was cut short when the feeling enter his body once more--he wasn't alone and someone knew his true potential. There was no point in trying to hide it at this point. He let go off his cloak, letting his true aura of the Dark-Side expose itself once more, Luca wasn't an apprentice t all but rather a swiftly rising Lord of the Sith. "Nicholas. The Ship. I feel a Dark Presence coming onto us, I have felt you within the Force and have came to help you unlock your true Strengths." his mouth opened to continue talking, but was cut off by the yelling

"Where are taking the Boy, SITH!" the Words bounced around in his head as he formulated a response. He sharply exhaled, letting off a sign of annoyance as his voice turned from the normal friendly tone into a deeper, suddenly gutteral one. "I am taking him no where, I don't have time to deal with the likes of you." He stepped back behind Nicholas keeping his eye on both of the figures at the name time incase they attempted anything, hands slide to his side fingers twitching near the blackened hilts of his blades "If you know what is good for you, you will sheath your blade at once." his eyes narrowed onto Galen

 

[Sebby]

The whole Force thing again. This was starting to get Nolan into more trouble than it was worth, but he didn't know how he could help it. What was this about unlocking his true strengths? Was Luca really a Jedi? Then, another guy showed up with what looked like a lightsaber. This did not look good in the least. He shouted at Luca, calling him a Sith. Wait, a Sith? Weren't they evil or something? Nolan couldn't hide his nervousness in this situation anymore, and it looked like a fight was going to break out. Luca stepped behind Nolan, like he wanted him to do something about this.

"Oh, uh, looks like you two know each other," Nolan said, laughing nervously. "While you guys take a moment to settle your differences, I'm gonna...take care of business. See ya!" With that, Nolan bolted toward the back of the ship. He needed to get in so he could take off, but there was the trouble of the access codes. He went to work in trying to find a way to bypass it, but with how rushed he felt, he wasn't having any luck. He needed to get away from this whole thing. Not only were they going to fight, but Luca turned out to be a Sith. Nolan wasn't even sure what Luca expected of him.

 

[Panda Hermit 98]

Space, the endless, infinite abyss...The Ragged Man found himself staring into it's depths often. Ask anyone and they would give you wildly different opinions on it; some would admire it's majesty, others would crumple at the thought of travelling through it, citing all the different ways it could become your tomb, there are even some whom don't believe in it, believing it a fabrication of some dark and malevolent force, though they were fools. Him personally, whenever he looked into the nebuous void, he saw a word...infinite. Anything and everything you could imagine lay out there, somewhere, and that meant for him that, either on a planet as central as Coruscant, or as far out as the Unknown Regions, his vengeance waited for him.

Revenge...after what felt like an eternity of pursuit, you'd think it was a novel or tired concept for the Ragged Man, but it had long since consumed his very being. He was barely alive any more, only feeling the slightest flicker of his old self out here, where no one's heart beat for retribution. It had gotten to be that, he was compelled to seek out revenge wherever he felt it, like a droid bound to programming, constantly seeking out those with that anger in them, forever...forever...it was a shallow existence.

That wasn't to say he couldn't go anywhere, his dogged pursuit had carried him from Tatooine to Ryloth, and now here he was, approaching Nar Shaddaa in the spils of his latest prey, a Bantha Class Freighter carrying an entire cargo hold of Death Sticks. He pulled away from his thoughts, sitting back in the pilot's seat with a heavy sigh, glancing at the disembowled corpse of the former owner as the Nar Shaddaa docking station guided him in. It was a simple plan, hide the body, sell the ship, book passage somewhere else, always keep moving, never stop. As he landed in the docking bay, his sight almost seemed to blur a little, his insides filling with something he hadn't felt in a long time...dread.

He hadn't felt dread in an age, but it wasn't coming from him, it felt overwhelming, like something was drawing it to him, wrapping and tugging like an infant child. He left the chair and quickly hit the release, the door dropping down quickly and allowing him to dash out. He let out a long and pained groan as the cold air of the dock hit his polluted skin, trying the calm his breathing and focus his mind. He could only feel it, something...something dark, like a man wreathed in malignant shadows, and he was...he was barely 50 feet away. The Ragged Man looked up, trying to find the shadow among the crowds, searching esperately, and just as it began to fade...

"Where are you going SITH!!"

Behind the rotting and foul smelling hood, the Ragged Man's sickly yellow eyes twisted and narrowed on the voice that said that. It was man, and he was pursuing...him, the Sith. Like the spark that ignites a wildfire, the mere mention of him being a Sith brought the Ragged Man's rage, his robotic limbs creaking and pulsing with phantom pains that refueled him. In that Sith, he saw him, the Dark Man, he may know where to find him...he. cannot. escape.

The Ragged Man started to sprint and shove his way through the crowds, his organic hand gripping the splintered wooden handle of his old lightsaber, his vision going almost red as he focused everything he had on the Shadow, every shred of rage he could muster. He cleared the crowd in seconds, his robe opening up to reveal his gaunt and ghoulish appearance, black vein pulsing in anticipation. He finally ignited his saber, the unstable green blade spitting and crackling as he shrieked, in a voice reminiscent of a Banshee. "SITH...SSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

 

[Enuf]

Luca grimmaced, he heard the boy rushing towards the ship and at this point he knew he was in trouble. His hand glided over his PDA summoning his ship to his location--It wouldn't take long for the Oceanspray to arrive and he only needed to hold out for a minute or so. Watching Nicholas run to the ship, he smirked "He has guts..", he thought to himself before moving over to the Jedi that dare challenged him. His eyes glared up and down up the man as if observing him. It was easy for him to confirm that he could easily overpower him in physical strength and speed. His hands gripped around the blackened hilt of his Sabers pulling them from his belt.

His arms opened wide as he called out "Do you know who I am fools?! I have destroyed Jedi that you couldn't even fathom to be! I am the destroyer of the Nimian Alliance! If you dare step forward, do so!" his blades activated sparking into the long Crimson blade. His eyes snapped to the location of the sprinting man running towards him, wailing almost like a banshee. "You step forward then!" he barked, his cockiness starting to take over. The Loud whirring of gears echoed in the now clearing landing dock, the joints began to unhinge in spine in a circular motion. A Blur of Crimson Light spinning in order to protect his form.

 

[Galen Mareck]

Galen had shook his head. When Lucas had spoken to him, He could feel the anger fill his veins. Galen took a deep breath and smiled slightly. "Destroyer of the Nimian Alliance? Never heard of them. Must of not been too formidable." Galen had showed his ligthsaber. When Lucas had Ignited his Crimson blade, Galen had shaken his head. He grabbed the second blade and Ignited the first, That Yellow color had covered Galen's face and then Ignited the second one, The green mixing with the yellow on Galens face. He had gotten into stance when He heard the sound of another Lightsaber ignite and the Word SITH drawn out. He turned his eye towards the Ghoulish looking figure with the Green Lightsaber, Unstable to say the least. Galen was confused.

The Ragged Man stood behind Galen. With no idea who he was, He wouldnt let his guard down. Galen Stand in stance but ready to be attacked from all angles. "Let the Boy Go Sith and I may let you leave here with your life intact!" Galen looked behind him and shuddered again "I can't say much for this guy, but I will let you leave!" Galen still stood, ready for anything

 

[Panda Hermit 98]

The Ragged Man ground to a halt as the Sith began to speak, almost lapping up the boy's arrogance, dripping from each word he voiced. He could feel it: the Dark Side within him...he will know other Sith...he will know. He started to lurch forward slowly, his body twitching in anticipation of his Vvvvvengeancce, dragging his Lightsaber along the floor, savoring the sweet sound of steel and wire crumbling under it's green spitting tongue. "Yooooou...you are S-sith yes?...youwillknow...you can lead me to other Sssssith, you WILL lead me to...toothers...must find TheDarkMannnnn" He passed Galen as he said this, feeling the calm within him, the center, the..."thethethe Peace..."

He stopped again, his eyes that were previously clouded in black, only seeing the red aura of the sith, now starting to see all around him. Without taking his eyes off The Sith, he pointed at the Jedi with his free, robotic, almost skeletal hand. "Y-youuuu Je-diiii...you pursue the Sssssith?" He asked

 

[Sebby]

From behind the ship, Nolan could hear lightsabers igniting, and knew that there was definitely about to be a fight. This was much more trouble than he bargained for, but since none of them came after him, he had more time to focus on bypassing that access code. However, it was no use; the security was too good on this thing. Nolan would have to ask Luca for the codes, but the sith may not trust him enough for that. There was another ship that landed close to them, and Nolan assumed it belonged to one of the other lightsaber wielders. Nolan rushed around the ship to see three people with lightsabers, including Luca. Although one of them looked rather sickly.

"Uh, hey, I don't know what's going on here, but I'd rather not stick around," Nolan said to Luca nervously. "Mind giving me those codes for the ship? I'd like to get out of here." Hopefully, he didn't draw the attention of the other two.

 

[Galen Mareck]

Galen had listened to the Ragged man and didn't take his eyes off Lucas. He nodded "Yes, I Pursue the Sith. The Sith killed my Master some time ago and now I vowed to hunt them and find force sensitive beings to train, if they want to be trained!" Galen wasn't sure still what to make of this guy who had been behind him. Possibly a Jedi at one time. Consumed by Vengeance and turned into what he was today. Galen didn't care either way.

When Nolan had spoken, he could sense the light emanating from him. "Young Man, Get behind me! I will help you get out of here. Just stay away from this Sith poodoo!" Galen had both his lightsabers ready for the defensive.

 

[Enuf]

He Ignored the Ragged Man, the Jedi who challenged him as he grimaced. He could've easily overpowered Galen in a one on one fight and ended it swiftly. But with the entrance of another men, whom he had trouble reading he began to rethink his strategy. His Sabers lowered, moving into a more defensive pose as his mouth crept open, speaking fairly softly as if he was trying to not alert the others "I will give you the codes. You will take me with you." his eye shot over his shoulder gently as he began to move backwards towards the recently purchased ship. Even if Nicholas refused this offer, Luca still had his own Freighter moving in.

 

[Panda Hermit 98]

Seeing the coward begin to creep away, The Ragged Man howled in utter rage and threw his saber like a spear, the green arrow slicing through one of the engines. "YooooooOOOU will not run!! No!" He growled, reaching out in his mind's eye for his saber. Feeling it return to his hand, he took a few quick steps forward, almost like a predator creepin toward prey, a demonic grin plastered on his face, and focused all his fire on the Ssssssith. Letting his rage build him up once more, the chain reaction boiling in him like soup, he reached out across the room and lunged his arm forward with a maddening growl, trying to Force Push the monster he saw. "You WILL come with me, us, him...us...you will come with us and tell us where other....SSSSSITH! may be found" He hissed

Whether or not he would listen, he moved forward again anyway, slowly closing the gap between predator and prey, taking a Form VII Stance. "Jedi, w-will you...hhhelp me?"

 

[Galen Mareck]

Galen had watched as the Ragged man tossed his Saber into the engine of the ship that The Sith had just purchased. He shook his head and then When the Ragged man spoke, he stopped, watching, learning. Everything that had been done was a learning experience.

When the Ragged man had spoke directly to him, He stopped again. "Jedi, w-will you...hhhelp me?" Galen nodded and proceeded to move slowly forward with him. "Yes, I will Help you." Galen proceeded to be on the offensive now. Waiting to see what The ragged man would do before he would attack. Something was off about this guy but He wasn't attacking and seemed to Genuinely HATE The Sith scum. Galen jolted his eyes back to Lucas and waited.