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Post by Nala Reshnik on Jun 12, 2011 1:05:17 GMT -5
Nala saw that the Commander was starting to come to and continued to look at her hands, nervous that he would be angry with her. Given the circumstances she probably would have been, had their roles been reversed.
"I thought I told you to your head down"
Nala started to chuckle slightly with Gore, but cut off when he started coughing up blood instead. She would try to fuss but knew that there was very little in her small bank of first aid knowledge that could help. A thought struck her, though, and she hasitly removed her dark gray Jedi robe that had only recently been sewn for her and bunched it up over Commander Gore's wound. She held it there, pushing down just slightly to try to slow the bleeding. She knew it would be worse if he lost too much blood.
She looked around a few times, wishing the big man named Grizzly would appear and fix everything. She was surprised when the wounded man laying in front of her suddenly raised his arm and killed an invading Mandalorian that she hadn't even noticed. The seemingly simple act took its toll, however, and she could tell that he was physically drained.
At his nonchalant question, she huffed a laugh and replied, "Could've been better. I mean I was stuck here with you guys. And now you had to go and get yourself shot. Aren't you supposed to be the best of the best or something equally amazing?"
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Jun 13, 2011 5:50:07 GMT -5
{Gore}
The sudden pain of the pressing on his wound made the soldier groan in agony. His muscles rerlaxing he looks back up at Nala. She was doing better than most soldiers would, she has earned his respect, and his trust.
"I am the best, I shot that Mando in the head on my death bed didn't I?"
Gore's mind suddenly wondered to Grizzly, where was he? What is the blazes was he doing? He really should have been back by now... Unless, no. Grizzly couldn't be dead? Could he? Looking up to Nala once again he knew what had to be done. Grunting, he propped himself up on a wall and tightened his grip on his pistol. His eyes then met Nala's, it was time.
"Go find Grizzly... I'll cover this entrance... No arguments... That's a order. I'm dead any way, just go"
{Grizzly}
Dragged along the floor, Grizzly finnaly woke up as his face hit the ground below him, holding his forehead he looked up and saw a Mandalorian clad in black and white armour. Gore had told him of a Mandalorian in this sort of armour, he was a dangerous threat, so the Sith stopped having dealings with him.
"Kaal'ban Vex I presume?"
"I must be more famous than I thought"
"Nope, Gore told me all about you"
The Mandalorian looked up quickly, obviously a familiar name to him. Grizzly eventually got to his knees and looked up seeing the red visor that was now in his face, the massive man smiled. In a single motion he picked up the Mando and slammed hi on the ground and jumped out the window and slid down the side of the building. A LAAT shuttle came by and picked his up just in time, putting his middle finger up at Kaal'ban Grizzly cussed at him loudly.
{Ronok}
The lift doors opened and we saw a sight we didn't want to see, a second Mandalorian Executioner took his sword out of the Chancellor's chest and threw the man out the window, letting Coruscant's political leaderfall down to the streets below.
A rush of adrenaline rapidly moved through my body, and at that time I used the force to boost my movements dramatically, the Mandalorian moved at an awfully slow pace, Activating one of my blades, I shoved it into the chest of the man and swung my other blade at his head, beheading him. Letting the body drop at a normal pace now Tyrannos and Gnasher nearly jumped in the air in shock of how fast I moved.
Suddenly a dread fell upon me, but I couldn't pick out who? Girzzly? No. Padawan Nala? No. Then it hit me like a Frigate coming from hyperspace. Captain Gore was in trouble.
"Gore is in trouble find him! Tyrannos take the higher levels, Gnasher look in the middle, I'll take the lowwer levels"
Jumping out of the window in the room, I threw my black robe off revealing my scared arms. My muscles in my arms tightened as I sprinted on a wide railing of the building, slowly making my way down, Jumping form level to level my mind was ert on finding Gore at any cost.
I'm coming for you Gore
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Post by Nala Reshnik on Jun 17, 2011 21:39:29 GMT -5
Nala smiled at the Commander's blunt statement, but her heart wasn't in it. His words had struck a chord somewhere deep inside her that few had ever touched before. She realized that he had done something for her that she'd never expected from anyone. Something that no one had ever offered her. Commander Gore had literally risked his life to save hers.
Things were different for her in Coruscant. In her lifestyle she had gotten used to people looking out for themselves and nobody else. There were a few good souls here and there, but if they gave something you were still expected to owe them in some way, shape, or form. She was used to selfishness, crime and corruption. She was used to being suspiscious whenever someone did something for her. She was used to always watching her own back for any sort of danger.
Sure Raabaran had done some pretty dangerous stuff to help her out, but he was a wookie and never really got hurt. But this guy... this stranger was willing to die for her and was about to actually do that, if she didn't do something to stop it. She knew she couldn't let him die. She'd never be able to forgive herself. He had done and extraordinary thing for her that could possibly change her entire outlook on the world. There was no chance she could allow that to result in his death.
Nala couldn't believe what she was hearing when he told her to leave him to die. He'd given up on his own mortality. Little did he know she had just taken a vow to let that happen only over her dead body. "No," she answered making sure he could hear in her voice that she had made up her mind. "You've lost a lot of blood, you don't know what you're saying." She scooted closer to him and replaced her already bloody robe over his wound again, pressing a little harder than necessary. "You're not going to die. I won't allow it." She set her jaw and looked away from him. He'd given her an order and she was openly disobeying. She realized that he may not respond well to her actions.
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Jun 27, 2011 12:21:54 GMT -5
"Being a soldier is about doing things we don't like doing. I'm pretty sure Ronok will find me, but you need to find the Mandalorian that caused this trouble in this building. I have an idea who it is, do me a favour... Show no mercy, for you shall receive none form him"
Eyes rolling back into his head his eyelids close as he falls into unconsciousness, this time he won't wake up for hours. Nala was about to face one of the toughest Mandalorians in the galaxy, not many have seen his face and survived. But Nala was Jedi, and he hasn't faced a Jedi before, Gore had faith in her. She had to face this rival.
{Ronok}
Scouring the lower levels, I see a mass of dead bodies, no doubt Grizzly's handy work, and quite a few headshots as well, that is Gore's style, he doesn't get a lot of shots off, but by the Force can he shoot. One of the reason I took him to be my Second in Command, and looked past his history as a Sith Commander. I knew the information and knowledge he had was invaluable, so I made sure he was protected at all times, but I guess you can't save everyone all the time.
Tyrannos was due for a check up and he did, I had my hopes up but his report turned up nothing, just more Mandalorians, Gnasher was the same, they were both now teaming up, looking for the politicians, as much as I hate politics, they keep the Republic fighting, and funded too.
"Keep looking, I want ALL men accounted for, alive... or dead. Understood?"
"You got it boss, Tyrannos and I will get on top of that once the Senators are free"
Sitting down, I cross my legs and meditate, I had to locate Gore and Nala, but I sensed Nala was about to face a test, and I am not to get in the way of it. I am being drawn to Gore, not Nala, she can do this, but she must believe she can. I put Gore with her for a reason, because in many ways they are similar. Now was the time for her to realise what it means to be in a war.
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Post by Nala Reshnik on Jul 29, 2011 18:51:33 GMT -5
Nala gritted her teeth at Captain Gore's words. As he finished, she opened her mouth to protest, only to have her voice fall silent at the sight of her protector's head falling gently to the wall behind him and his eyes flutter closed. He was actually dead. He literally gave his life for her. She was paralyzed with shock for only a few moments. Then the rage began to seep into her body.
She had finally found out that Raabaran wasn't the only person in the universe who gave a rat's rear end about her and now that other person was dead because of her. But he had given her a mission. He had told her to stop the Mandalorian responsible for the destruction in this building. As far as she was concerned, that same man might as well be the one who pulled the trigger that ended Gore's life. She would do as he had asked. She would show no mercy.
Nala closed her shocked mouth and set her jaw in determination. She gripped the discarded lightsaber that did not belong to her and stood at the feet of her protector. She bowed her head once in respect, before turning and leaving him behind. She had learned how to creep discreetly through alleyways during her life on the streets of Coruscant and utilized that skill now in the hallways of the building. She kept her ears sharp and her steps light. She heard distant footsteps and peared carefully around a corner. A mandalorian was running straight at her. She whipped back to the deserted hallway she had been walking along and prepared for battle. The mando was carrying dual blaster pistols, which meant two things. One, he was probably pretty good at what he does. Two, he would be weaker in close combat. Lucky for her she had zero experience in combat with a lightsaber, but lo and behold she DID happen to have a close combat weapon with her!
She kept her thumb on the bright red activation button as the pounding footsteps came closer. It didn't appear as if he had seen her, so she also had the element of surprise on her side. Sooner than she had anticipated, the armor clad warrior rounded her corner and nearly barreled right into her. He was momentarily caught off guard and she wasted no time in slamming the bottom of her hilt into his throat as she thumbed the activation button. The lightsaber sizzled to life with an electrical hum as she swung it at his feet. By now the man had recovered enough to leap out of the way and draw his blasters. She couldn't allow him to get far enough back for an easy shot or she would be dead in a nanosecond. She ducked as he began to fire and dashed at him. She threw herself into him, shoulder first, causing him to fall backwards and drop one of the blasters. She wouldn't let him get up.
The blazing yellow lightsaber felt strange in her hands. It was fairly heavy enough to have a good feel to it, but the troubling part was that its center of gravity made her feel as if she were holding a knife, instead of a longsword. The weapon's blade was made of plasma, which caused it to be weightless. She was already getting used to it, however. It took her no time at all to slice the sizzling beam of light through the man's neck like a hot knife through butter, instantly severing his head from the rest of his body. She glared at the bleeding helmet for a moment before deactivating the lightsaber and continuing on. She'd have no problem avenging Commander Gore's death.
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Jul 29, 2011 23:36:58 GMT -5
{Ronok}
Running as fast as I could, without using the force, I came across a trail of blood, I began to fear the worst. Turning into a passage, I follow the crimson red trail. As the trail began to become more intense, I began to increase my speed. Then I found him, hovering over his body, I check his pulse, it was incredibly weak, anyon would have mistaken him for dead.
Placing my hands over the bullet wound, I used the force to slowly heal him, the organs and muscles began to repair themselves, and finally the skin finished healing, Falling back it took a lot of energy out of me. Gore gasped for air and shot up fast holding the place that used to be his wound. Breathing in deep, he saw me and nodded his head. But where was the Jedi Padawan I told him to look after?
"Nala Reshnik?"
"Went after Kaal'ban Vex... Senate Chamber"
Nodding I blasted past him, I was about ten minutes behind her, even with the force boosting my movements, she will most likely get there before me. Looking at bodies as I past, they carried lightsaber wounds. They were caused from anger. This was not good. I send a calming message through he force, hoping it will calm her down.
"Nala, Gore is alright. Calm down, I won't be able to get to you in time, but trust your instancts, this Mandalorian will not be easy. May the force be with you"
{Kaal'ban}
The chains with tiny skull screwed to the end clattered together on my belt, white ancient Sith markings on my black armour stood out, my eyes burned a furious orange, I had once been an adept in the Sith Teachings, but turned from it and became a ruthless killer.
"Tallarn! Harken! Guard that door. A Jedi is coming, and I want to have this one myself"
Holding the serrated vibrosword in my hand the hilt had spikes along the top and a small blade at the bottom. The sinister blade had been recently polished and had Mandalorian symbols along the blunt side of the blade. My figure was indeed intimidating to any eye. Then the door opened, my guest had arrived, twirling my blade around, I look around and laugh! A girl was standing at the door! I was expecting the famous Ronok Vang! Then the cold and raspy voice came from behind my visor.
"A little girl!? And what are you going to do with that weapon? Trim your nails?"
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Post by Nala Reshnik on Aug 6, 2011 9:05:09 GMT -5
Nala continued through the halls of the senate building on silent toes, creeping around corners and past open doorways. The Mandalorians must have already secured this building as theirs, because she saw only enemy soldiers passing by and never in a group larger than three. She was following a faint sense of dread that chilled her bones. She figured that was the best sign she was going to get as far as finding the Mando responsible for killing Gore.
By the time that feeling had washed over her completely as she stood in front of a large door, she had long since gotten used to her new weapon. It was no longer awkward for her to swing the weightless yellow blade in deadly, precise movements. She set her jaw and held her head high as she stepped up to the door. It swooshed open with a mechanical buzz and she placed one foot inside the room. There were two burly mandos on either side of her, but they didn't worry her. She would know if they made a move and it wouldn't be entirely difficult to dispatch them.
What did worry her was the frightening figure standing in the middle of the room, who had turned to face her. He was clad in black armor with strange white symbols adorning it. Chains and skulls hung from his waist and his face was concealed by a helmet of sorts. When he spoke the chill that had washed over her was replaced by burning anger. There was no mistaking it. This was the mandolorian that Commander Gore had told her to find and show no mercy. She would do just that.
"Oh no, I just got my nails done last week," Nala said in an airy, matter-of-fact tone. "Today I'm going to kill you with it." As she spoke, she activated her lightsaber. It slithered awake and hummed with a satisfying ferocity, like a lion ready at any moment to pounce on its prey.
Before the man before her could reply, a voice in her head spoke. "Nala, Gore is alright. Calm down, I won't be able to get to you in time, but trust your instancts, this Mandalorian will not be easy. May the force be with you" It was Master Vang. She didn't know if she was imagining his voice, but it wouldn't surprise her if he was able to speak through the Force. But what he said couldn't be true. Gore was not alright. She had watched him die. She shook her head as she tried to concentrate on the task at hand. Kill this Mando. For Gore. The rest of what Ronok said was true. She should trust her instincts and this man would not be easy to defeat like his soldiers had been. She would need the Force on her side to accomplish the task that Gore had given her.
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Aug 7, 2011 6:26:26 GMT -5
Leaping into the air both my feet meet the chests of two Mandalorians, but I just can't seem to make much ground on Nala. For all I knew she was facing Kaal'ban, but I kept fighting, my green blades spinning rapidly as I cut though Mandalorian after Mandalorian.
Finishing the last one of the patrol the fight to the top was taking its toll, I hadn't fought this hard in years. Sweat falling down my face and dripping off my chin I raise my lightsabers once again and slip into a neutral stance as around the corner came yet another group.
"I'm only getting started boys. Who's next?"
Looking at the bodies that lay at my feet they could most likely tell I have seen many battles and lived, so there was no honour made in being killed by me. But unfortunately for them, they are in my way, sighing I walk toward them twirling the green blades slowly.
Twisting my body I cut through two and thrust both blades into the gut of two more as I move through the group. Deactivating my lightsabers I clip them back to my hilt. Sensing anger from Nala, I knew it would blind her in battle. Having been in many battles myself I know how it can feel, it's addicting...
Nala, calm down! Gore is alive, I can feel your frustration. Let go of your emotions, they will do you no good in this fight.
Racing to the place I could sense darkness, I had a feeling Kaal'ban will push her loyalties with the Jedi to their limits and beyond. He had an awful habit of killing Jedi when they are confused.
Stopping at a long hallway, I seea mass of dead bodies that had lightsaber injuries, then two well armed and built Mandalorian Elites exited the room Kaal'ban and Nala were fighting in. Taking a lightsaber hilt from my back the silver and gold hilt contrasted my others. And from it hissed a cyan blade, the blade illuminated my facial features including my large facial scar. And without hesitation I charged them.
{Kaal'ban}
Taking out a black lightsaber hilt, I activate the weapon allowing the orange blade to slide out. Smirking, I didn't need to reply, the fact I could use a lightsaber however shows I have great skill in close combat. I shall push her beyond any Jedi or street thug has.
"I remember seeing you around a Wookiee, yeah, he made a nice coat. It gets cold on Hoth. IT begged for death as I slowly tortured it, taking...my...time"
I knew exactly where to push her, and what buttons to press. As a skilled Mandalorian I know many things, somw things many people didn't know about those closest to them. Rushing the girl I slam the orange blade vertically, she was a Jedi so she would have anticipated the attack. Sending my right foot out chest high I aim a strong kick at her chest, the impact would send her off her feet.
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Post by Nala Reshnik on Aug 7, 2011 9:51:29 GMT -5
Nala heard Master Ronok's voice again. This time his words struck a chord somewhere inside her. She was a Jedi. She shouldn't be so angry, it wasn't the jedi way to handle things. She should be calm and rational, but instead she felt hostile and set on accomplishing one goal, regardless what it took to do so. She closed her eyes tightly and breathed deeply. Trying to remember the exercises Vax had taught her so long ago, before he disappeared from the Temple.
She was just beginning to feel a sense of calm sensibility was through her veins when the Mandolorian spoke again. Of Raabaran. Her eyes flew open as her mouth dropped slightly open with shock. How could he know of her friend? Could he really have killed Raab? Was it possible? She visited the wookie every week and the last time she had gone he seemed fine. Since then could this evil man have taken him and killed him?
She tried to refuse to believe it, but could not control the cold finger of fear from finding its way down her spine once more. From the fear sparked anger again. It didn't matter if the man had truly killed her friend or not. Just the fact that he said it was enough to justify his death. Not to mention he already killed Gore, no matter what Ronok was trying to tell her she knew he was dead. There was no way to convince her otherwise when she had watched his body go limp.
A single tear threatened to fall from her eye and she blink fiercely as she tried to control her emotions. It was too hard. What he had said and done were too much. As he rushed toward her, she let out a scream that held all of her anger, frustration, sadness and fear. His blade swung at her head and she ducked out of the way while blocking his sword with hers. He sent her flying to the wall behind her with a kick to her chest. The impact hurt, but she was beyond thinking about the pain at this point. Tears were streaking down her dirty cheeks. She gritted her teeth and sped back to her enemy with the Force, aiming a stab at his gut and fluidly moving into a right hand swing for his neck.
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Aug 26, 2011 18:43:32 GMT -5
{Ronok}
Jumping off walls, and twirling over sharp blades, narrowly avoiding being slashed and shot by the two Mando Elites. No doubt Nala would only hear the muffled sounds of laughter, blaster shots, loud cussing, and lighsaber humming. Slashing upward I cut the twin Heavy Blasters in half, and swipped my leg in a fan motion making one of the two fall.
Focusing on the other with the sword, my blade within a second had blocked the incoming attack. The shocked gasp from the sword weilding Mandalorian made me smile, as I stood I pressed harder against my foe's blade pushing him against a wall. Lifting up my blade I rapidly thrust into the heart of him. Turning around I hold the other in the air as he tried to tackle me.
"Do you have any idea who you are up against?"
"A spoilt Jedi Master with a shiny toy?"
"No... The Ghost Guardian... I am Ronok Vang"
The Mando's eyes widened in realisation and began to struggle, Bringing him closer to me I slash his chest watching his body go limp. The two Elites are dead. Dropping them I make way for the door. This will end today.
{Kaal'ban}
Twisting around, I still cut a cut on my lower back. Feeling the burning sensation, Diving out of thw way, I had narrowly avoided getting my head cut off. Focusing my hate and anger on her I lunge at her faster than she had done before bringing my blade over my head and slamming it down vertically hoping to cut her in half! No one tries to kill me and gets away with it!
"Do you know who I am girl? I am death! I am darkness!"
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