Jedi Special Investigation Unit

[Damocles]

Drake and Kamille made their way through the temple, "Looks like they are looking for a sith in the temple" Kamille said "Well now hunting Sith...our specialty" Drake joked as they rounded the corner. They looked onward seeing the girl throw the needle at the illusion. "Rookie" Drake joked as he motioned for Kamille to go around the other way and cut off her possible escape exit. Kamille nodded and went down the hall to round the corner and cut off her way out if she tried to run from Drake.

Drake walked up to the girl he'd never seen before "You wouldn't happen to be the person causing all of this commotion now would you?" Drake asked Tess as he activated his light saber "Cause I believe they are lookin for you and don't doesn't bold well for you" He pointed the purple blade at her "And if you are really a sith and then that really doesn't bold well for you, so how about you surrender and I won't have to cut you into tiny little pieces" he said., Kamille walked over to the two of them his saber out and ignited. He pointed the orange blade at Tess. "Master we have another problem, looks like a ship is trying to crash into the Bay" Kamille said.

"Great just fucking great" Drake said "Kamille watch her, she moves break her fuckin neck with the force" He ordered his padawan as he started to run outside "Jor" Drake said through the force reaching out to him "Kamille has the Sith chick he's near you, I'm gonna go and try to do something about that ship" he said through the force as he made it outside finally. Drake looked up at the sky seeing the crumbling debris of what was once a ship that tried to make it through the planet's defenses.

Drake closed his eyes "Alright Master Nathan help me out here" he said rubbing his hands together, Drake reached out to the force more so than he ever had before and held his hands out, he felt his mind grab on to the ship, the thing was heavy Drake thought he was going to pass out from the simple pressure of holding on to it. Drake started to growl and grind his teeth as he moved his hands slightly he felt the ship moving with him if only a little. "Just a little more" Drake said he knew he wouldn't stop the ship from crashing but moving it slightly should alter its path so that it wouldn't hit the Bay or the base at all.

Using every bit of strength he had Drake finally felt the ship move, "There" Drake said breathing hard he leaned against the wall shaking his head slightly. "The ship shouldn't hit now" Drake said to everyone over the communication. "Kamille you okay in there?" Drake asked.

Kamille still had his saber at Tess' neck "Yeah, master just waiting for you to return" he said to Drake.

[Jace]

Following John into the facility Asha could feel a dark taint, somewhere in the facility were sith either they were incapacitated by John's forces or others that he was unaware of. Mr Jones if you promise to keep a secret there's something I would like to tell you. Normally Asha would not divulge her true identity but considering the situation she had no choice. Asha stepped in front of John and bringing her face inches away from his face I wanna tell you I'm K. Revealing that she was the famous detective on Coruscant and Naboo this would either shock John in disbelief or he would just accept it, Asha knew anyway what his response would be.

[Roku]

(Nice Deathnote reference Jace. I'm not sure what Gamov is doing, so I'm just gonna go.)

Tess could feel an insurmountable energy from the Master Jedi who initially found her. Surrender? Or be cut in half? Nay. Small pieces. This is what the Jedi Order was all about? "I'm not a sith..." She told them with an honest sigh. As Kamille approached, and put his lightsaber to her throat, she still had a couple options. But words became one after Drake left. And when he did, a wave of relief washed over her.

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The ship diverted away from the Bay, and was mostly intact. The only cargo on board was a large supply of scrap metal, and an assassin droid by the name of Sigma. It was an inexpensive throwaway ship. With the breaches to the hull, Sigma should easily be able to escape now.

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"I'm not a sith..." She repeated to him, looking him dead in the eyes. "But Nisha needs me. And I owe her a life debt." She explained.

"Your people will want to incarcerate her. And based on what I've seen from that idiot, she may get cut in half now too... I was a jedi, just like you... look..." She said, passing a datapad over with her far hand in a non threatening manner. "All my information is still there... according to the books, I am still a jedi... but your hospitality is starting to make my faith wane. Wane even worse than it did when you didn't save me from those pirates. Where was the council? No where... Where was my master? No where... I spent ten months as a slave, doing unimaginable things, and getting beaten every day when I didn't do it right. And not one fucking jedi even looked for me... I wasn't a "priority". My safety didn't matter." She told him. "Your safety doesn't matter either jedi... Only galactic peace... that's why he was willing to cut me in half, when I've never so much as hurt a fly... Just because I want to help my friend."

"The pirates broke me... physically, emotionally... even sexually... Then Nisha came...and she made all the pirates go away, hahaha...and she gave me a place to stay, and some food, and of course protection... so you better bet your ass I'm going to do everything I can to protect her from your oppression... I'm not going to hurt or kill anyone. It's not in my blood... but I have friends who can do that..."

And with that, the invisible Aura grabbed Kamille from behind and put him in a sleeper hold. Only five seconds would it take him to put the boy out. Tess used every bit of force power she could muster to hold him in place.

"We're not evil, Jedi... we're just saving our friend..." She told him. Assuming this was successful, Aura would set him down gently, and Tess would administer some more of the sleeping drug into him. Aura would then vanish once again.

For a split second, when Aura exerted physical strength to put out Kamille, Savard sensed him. "He's in the temple." he told the nearby jedi. He went on his comm. "Jor, John, Aura's here... he must have come on that ship... I'm going in..."

With that, Savard ran inside, leaving Nisha only held by the remaining Jedi. It was an impulsive decision.

[MikDaTv]

yep, crazy John thought to himself, confirming his earlier suspicion. "Listen… K, i'm sure your great and all, I'm sure you telling me this should mean something to me that I'm just not getting, and i'm sure the rest of the Alphabet really loves having you in between J and L to keep them from feuding with one another, but right now my home is under attack by an unknown enemy with unknown numbers and unknown capabilities. There are two, count them, two dangerous Sith in custody on the planets surface at the moment. If either of them gets loose that could spell big trouble with a capitol T. I know T is a few letters down from you and you might not know him, but trust me, it's a big deal.

John took a breath, taking a momentary pause in his rant. in the commotion, he'd forgotten about Vincent. As they walked we went to one of the wall mounted consoles spaced regularly around the corridors of the airfield. "This is Sir John." he spoke into the device. "Place a double guard on Vincent until further notice and unlock the safeties on the gas deployment in case he does escape." he finished. the console would carry his orders to the base commander who would comply with the Jedi's request.

With that taken care of returned his attention to Asha. "Now, if you don't mind Padawan, how about we move quickly to the trams where we can ride over to the Jedi Temple and maybe do the other Jedi there some good. Does that sound like a good plan to you?"

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Jor heard Tess's rant from where he stood in Med Bay and stepped out into the corridor. "While you may not hurt a fly, you did hurt one of my Jedi. She's got the goose egg on her head to prove it. Are you a doctor? Too much and her heart would have stopped. If she had an allergy, she would have died… horribly. What about me? Did you know what effect that anesthetic would have on me when you threw it at what you thought was me? Did you even care? Have you really thought about any of your actions since Nisha had taken you or has she done most of the thinking for you?" His speech was laced with quiet power, attaching via the force to each word was a feeling of doubt and suspicion.

When Kamille was attacked, Jor recognized the distress emanating from him. Whoever had him had done a great job of hiding themselves up until this point. shrinking their presence in the Force so they couldn't immediately be felt, using the stealth field generator. The surprise attack was truly surprising.

He closed his eyes and reached out with the Force to Kamille. Kamille, remember your training, don't fight, stay calm, shut down and conserve. wait for the right moment. I'm right here. Jor said to him mentally while sharing with him some of his own strength. With his Lightsaber, still deactivated in his left hand, Jor drew Neeja from it's holster on his right hip with fast, practiced speed, took aim and fired two stun bolts into Tess's back while she was distracted trying to hold Kamille down.

[Damocles]

Kamille looked at the girl when she said she wasn't trying to hurt anyone "You left someone in infirmary injured" he said to the girl, he wasn't going to deactivate his saber he wasn't taking any chances. That's when he was attacked from behind he struggled at first till he heard Jor's voice. "Right master" Kamille said through the force, he closed his eyes and controlled his breathing, anyone struggling would have been out sooner Kamille knew better though, it was just like trying to hold your breath for too long and he trained to do that. His breathing eased and it was almost as if he was out, his body went limp as well, but he wasn't not yet anyway, he was in a calm meditative state.

Drake finally caught his breath after bringing down the ship. He felt that Kamille was in danger "Damn it" Drake said making his way back into the temple. Drake could sense what was going on barely, Kamille was trying calm himself, Jor was there and the girl and someone else. That must've been who attacked Kamille, Drake walked around the side of the med bay going through the hall way. He saw Kamille being held in the sleeper hold and Jor ready to take aim at the girl Tess.

Kamille's eyes were still closed, it looked like he was out, Drake noticed this and waited to make his move. When Jor fired his shots Drake prepared to run it but he noticed Kamille do something instead. Kamille opened his eyes and swung his saber upwards to take the guy holding him arm off. If he didn't let Kamille go he would lose his left arm.

Drake readied himself to move in just in case these guys didn't surrender.

[Gamov]

OOC: Sorry for the belated posts guys. Hopefully I've caught up and understood most of what's going on here.

BIC:

Air raid sirens blared out over the air field and Decon's attention shifted skyward just in time to see a ship that was on a collision course for the temple get blasted to pieces by the air field's defense systems. A trail of burning debris and embers arced overhead, showering the temple in a hail of wreckage before the remainder of the ship crashed into the ground, carving a deep path in the earth.

"Well... don't see that every day." Decon thought to himself, not quite sure what to think until he glanced back to Nisha. She wore the vague hint of a deviant grin, her eyes fixed on the crash site of the ship.

Decon's brow furrowed as he glanced back to the ruined ship. What did she have to be so happy about? Then again, the neural disruptor was probably having some effect on her mind at the point. Or she was entirely demented. Both seemed plausible.

When a series of alarms sounded from somewhere inside the temple, Nisha and Decon snapped their attention on the entryway.

"Tess... good girl." Nisha internalized her thoughts. Maybe the Torgruta was more competent than she had first thought.

"Alright..." Decon left his thought unfinished, reflecting the uncertainty in his own thoughts. He nudged Nisha forward towards the temple, "get going."

She stumbled slightly but refused to move much farther. If the Jedi really wanted her in custody, they were going to have to drag her in themselves.

As Decon shoved her forward again though, a loud screeching noise could be heard coming from the wreckage of the downed ship. Spinning around, Decon instinctively pulled one of his saber hilts free of its clasp on his belt, holding it snugly in his grip as he took a tentative step towards the still smoldering debris.

"No way anyone survived that." He said under his breath. Against his expectations though, another groaning screech came from inside the ship's blasted out hull and a moment later, the last intact airlock was forced open with incredible force.

Decon took a cautious step back, his saber at the ready as a tall, black figure began to materialize through the smoke and haze whirling around the crash.

A pair of piercing red eyes suddenly sparked to life, glowing dimly as the figure clambered out of the ship. The figure stepped forward, standing just outside the airlock and looming in front of Decon. And that's when the Jedi realized that he was staring down an assassin droid, its lanky ebony colored chassis glinting slightly in the sunlight.

Nisha's expression widened as she glanced over her shoulder to the ship. She hadn't expected to see her droid again. But if he was here, then perhaps that meant that Aura was too.

"Sigma!" She shouted, getting the droid's attention. He responded with a rigid, mechanical nod before Nisha spoke a terse phrase in partial Sith.

Sigma charged towards Decon with incredible speed, catching the Jedi off guard. As he attempted to raise his saber in his defense, the droid immobilized him, wrapping a cold mechanical grip around his wrist and stopping the emerald green blade of Decon's saber short of lopping off his head.

With a quick flick, Sigma snapped Decon's wrist before slamming his free hand into his gut and sending him sprawling across the ground.

Nisha's focus turned to Genie now, "time to die little girl."

Sigma's advance was smooth and seamless going from tossing Decon aside to bearing down on Geanie as Nisha lunghed forward, attempting to throw a shoulder into Genie and put her off balance long enough for Sigma to make his move.

[Roku]

Shipyard:

"Watch out. You're under attack." A voice called in Genie's mind.

"I need you to focus and use the force to aid the girl..." A voice called in Decon's head.

As Decon was launched like a skipping stone, his momentum was slowed down by an unseen force. His body was caught by an old woman with long grey hair, and deep stress wrinkles all over her face. She focused on his body, and identified his injury systematically. "Hold still dear..." Her old raspy voice called, as she grabbed a hold of of his wrist with surgeon precision, pumped it full of bacta, and then made it glow with the overwhelming enhanced healing of a Master Medi-jedi. She had over fifty years to master her craft, and a simple broken bone was nothing she couldn't handle. Unlike a cast and time, it didn't heal weirdly. She held it in the exact position it was supposed to be in, and it was a painful process as it melded back together. She then lit up his whole body with healing properties, to take care of any cuts or bruises he may have taken from his trip across the ship yard.

Assuming Genie's training and Decon's help kept her alive, Mirka would turn and activate her green lightsaber. "No... No one is going to die on my watch, young lady..." She told Nisha. "You're a sick woman... did you know that?"

[Jace]

(Sorry for the lack of posts the flu has been going around and i happened to be lucky enough to catch it)

Listen in and out as John ranted to Asha about random letters, Asha was more concerned with the Sith that he mentioned. Asha begun to head off without John but beckoning him to follow If what you said is true then there already loose, out best hope in capturing them again to locking down all-ways off planet. Also i require a terminal, I may have a way in identifying the mysterious stranger that tried to give your ship a new paint job. Asha waited at the next set of security doors waiting for John's authorization to enter, it was difficult to do her job when no one gave her anything info, the Jedi council neglected to inform her of sith pressence here. Before she forgets Asha reached in her bag and pulled out the case files on the Terror Squad from Vijun. By the way you may want to take a look at these before I forget, there case files from Vijun on the Terror Squad, there are 5 in total, and there is a 26% chance that the sith you have here are them. Also I have a name of one of them. Aura Wingston.

[Roku]

Temple Hallways:

Of course she felt bad that she hurt someone, but she had enough faith her her abilities that she knew sable wouldn't die or suffer any long term adverse effects. She had studied the girl's dimensions, conditions, and even her behavioral patterns. "You're right..." She told him. "The needle I tossed at you was an unknown variable... but you're a bigger person than Sable, and there is actually the least amount of sleeping medication in that syringe. Plus, I doubt the Master Jedi was very worried about my health when he threatened me with a weapon designed for cutting through basically anything..." She countered.

While she was holding Kamille, she felt two stun bolts hit her back and Aura was forced to finish what she was doing, and give away his position for a moment once again. He stopped Choking Kamille, and instead delivered a firm chop with the bony portion of his hand to Kamille's brachial plexus origin. This one would knock him out whether he focused or not because it dealt with his nervous system instead of his respiratory system.

Two stun bolts would drop a normal person, even a normal Jedi probably. But Tess was over-specialized at dealing with pain. Especially the kind that came from torture-based weapons. She'd been beaten and tortured for four years straight, and she was tougher than she looked. It stopped her for a second, but then the force began to flow through her once more. She lit herself up like a Christmas tree, putting up a force barrier like a cocoon and healing from inside it.

"They used to shoot me with that stuff every day..." She told him. Her functions returned to normal pretty quickly.

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Footsteps could be heard. Someone was running down the hallway. He delivered a running kick to the invisible man behind Kamille. Aura's cloak flickered off and on a couple times as he flew through the air and the force-augmented attack. "This is my fight." Savard told them. "So everyone else just stay out of it..."

Aura hit the far wall, and his cloak flickered off for now. It wasn't entirely broken, but it was damaged. He didn't have much time to recover. Savard attacked him with uncharacteristic rage. His lightsaber coming down on the boy. Aura used the force to bounce himself off the wall, and slide a few feet away to avoid it. He was breathing hard.

"T-This isn't you, Master..." Aura told him.

"I am not your Master, Wingston." Savard told him, as he swung again. Aura managed to activate the purple lightsaber he'd stolen from Wallace Chandelure, and he absorbed the impact of the swing. Savard was much bigger and stronger than the boy. Aura was clearly struggling from his inferior position.

"Please Savard... I don't want this..." He pleaded.

"And you think Sable wanted you to put her in a coma? You didn't even send a fucking message to ask if she was ok! You're a psychopath! A menace!"

He turned to Tess. "And you're next you little bitch!"

Tess stared at him fearfully from behind her barrier.

Savard picked up Aura with the force by the throat, and squeezed him until his armor cracked around his neck. Aura's lightsaber fell from his hand as his energy drained from him. He was then tossed to the ground.

Master Viper approached his ex-pupil, and swung his lightsaber around in a flashy and unprofessional manner. Then he plunged it forward, aiming for Aura's gut. Aura had just time to compose himself, and he used the force to change the direction of Savard's hand just enough so that the blade missed him by about an inch.

"And this is why I left!" Aura told him. "You're not a Jedi! You're just a big hairy monster with a temper! Why don't you tell Jor about your force lightning, huh Sav?"

Savard growled, and unleashed said lightning on Aura. It was a dark technique, and one he'd been shown by none other than Aura's own father. But he was in Aura's area of expertise now. Aura turned the lightning around, and doubled it. Sending it through the large monstrous man, and zapping him ferociously. Aura then activated his red lightsaber that was still on his belt.

The two clashed sabers a few times, and the battle seemed to be even sided for the first time. Savard had lost all the momentum he gained with his surprise attack. He didn't realize it yet, but he was being overcome by his former apprentice.

Savard was sweating. He'd under estimated Aura's power, and he had to do something drastic. He pushed forward with a series of wild swings and slashes, and Aura was staggered, only able to defend. It wasn't long before his saber was knocked back enough times that Savard's saber cut through the hilt and destroyed it.

The two stood, looking at each other. Both were breathing hard, both were tired.

"You're right Aura... I'm unfit to be a Jedi..." He told him softly. "But that isn't going to stop me from killing you and taking a big long piss on your dead body..."

Tears were forming in Aura's eyes at this point. He reached behind his belt, under his cape, for the lightsaber Savard had helped him build. He held it out in his hand, showing Savard the distinctive blue and black hilt. He activated the blue saber, and held it down passively at his side.

"Do what you have to do..." Aura told him.

Savard looked at the Saber. Unphased by the memory of building it. Unphased by one of the few good moments the two of them had shared. "I just don't care about you any more..." he told the boy.

And with that the final duel was on. This time when Savard took his wild predictable swing, Aura ducked him, and swept his saber through both of the Kiffar's legs, just below his waist. Savard's body was cut in half, and he was in shock. Aura looked down at him, and deactivated his lightsaber. He could have killed him, but he didn't. Instead, he tossed the inactive weapon at Savard, and turned to walk away. He went back to the other Jedi.

"I'm fucking done with this shit..."

There was so much water coming out of Aura's eyes that it was leaking on to his suit from both sides of his face. "You guys saw what happened... it was self defense..." he told them. His voice had weakened. The boy tried to remain strong and not cry.

Savard writhed on the floor in defeat. "I'll get you!" he screamed. "I'm gonna fucking kill you!"

[MikDaTv]

John stared at this new Padawan in disbelief. Here was a padawan, new in town who hasn’t even met her future Master yet and she had been nothing but disrespectful. “Look, lady. I don’t care what you require. Master Halcyon has already declared a no fly zone. The orbital defenses won’t let any ship from the surface out of Ilums gravity well.”

John dropped the files she handed him and tightened his grip on his staff in frustration. He continued on past her towards the Trams “You can stay here at the airfield or you can come with me to the Temple. If those Sith are loose then regrouping with the other Jedi takes priority over book club. We can find out who the bad guys are by asking them to their face.”

He made his way to the airfield Tram terminal and boarded the sleek white tram. The trip to the temple would only take 4 minutes, he just hoped he got there before it was too late. He’d left Genie alone with alone with Savard, a stranger and a Sith.

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As the ship crashed into the snow outside the Temple Genie took a few tentative steps back. When Sigma attacked, she was almost in shock. Because there was no living attacker, and the speed at which Sigma attacked, Genie almost missed the opening moments of the fight entirely.

The sickening snap of Decon’s wrist bones is what snapped Genie back to reality and restored her focus. She heard the memory of Jor’s voice in her head giving advice like he had hundreds of times before Stay on the move Genie, don’t let the bastards nail you down. Genie took a few more steps back and sidestepped to one side.

Never rush to meet the world sword in hand, approach it open handed first. but never leave your sword out of reach, the world might not be so considerate. Her Master's memory came to her. She drew her two lightsabers and ignited them both. Their yellow shafts illuminated the snowy mist kicked up by the ship crashing with an eerie yellow light.

Genie squared off against the droid and readied her first attack but was suddenly knocked off balance by Nisha, shouldering into her. Genie stumbled, her arms swinging to help maintain her balance. With her arms out her lightsabers swished around without much control. The tip of her left handed saber lanced out and accidentally slashed the collar around Nisha's neck. it wasn't deep enough to cut the collar, or Nisha's neck but enough to cause the collar to surge and then short out.

Genie regained her footing but had to give it up immediately in order to dive out of the way of the attacking droid. Steam rose up from here her sabers cut through the snow. She finished her dive by rolling to her knee and shot both sabers out to her sides.

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"Runt?"

"It's a droid boss, a scary one. Beating the snot out of that other Jedi. You want i should whack him?" The sniper replied.

Senior tapped his shoulder "I'm more worried about the Sith lady Keep her under the gun."

"She's behind Genie, i'm a good shot boss but i'm not comfortable with that. wind blows at the wrong time or Genie flinches in the wrong direction and it hits her instead of creepy lady." Runt replied.

"Keep them in scope. if you get a shot, keep me informed." Senior ordered. "Tank, stay with Runt. Hefty, your with me. Lets go say hi."

The four clone commando's dressed in white winter gear split up. Runt lay in the snow, propping his rifle and upper body up on a snow bank watching the fight from hundreds of meters away through the use of his electronic rifle scope, tank crouched behind him, watching his back.

Senior and Hefty moved away, staying low and slow they moved through the snow like seasoned experts, almost as if they'd been born to it. Every fiber of their being told them to run and help Genie, their fellow crew member and superior officer but cold hard training kept them moving slow and stealthy in the snow, out of sight and out of mind until they could get close enough to do some good.

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"Tess, you came to my house, you knocked out my friend, your helping my enemies and you tried to stick me with a syringe of stuff so chuckles over there could take his sister against her will. Your god damn right your safety isn't my top priority right now." Jor said to her.

As the fight broke out, Tess was the only thing standing between Jor and the duel. "I don't know if i can trust you, but if what you've told me is true, all i'm trying to do is what your Master should have done years ago. Protect my family."

When Savard got cut off at the legs Jor lost his train of thought. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a pair of sunglasses, put them on and said… "Looks like Savard didn't make… the cut."

[Damocles]

When Kamille was let go he quickly moved out the way as to not be chopped in the neck. While doing so he swung his saber at the just as a warning from attacking him. "Master" Kamille said addressing Jor. "Permission to take this guy's fuckin head off" Kamille asked. He was preparing to attack when Savard kicked the guy. Kamille watched the ensuing argument and subsequent duel right up till Savard got his legs cut off. Kamille looked on in shock until Jor made his joke. Kamille was about to speak until "Yeeeeeeah" Drake yelled down the hall while doing an air guitaring Pete Townshend.

Kamille stared at both Drake and Jor "okay what are gonna do with these guys?" He asked. He looked at Savard "Its obviuos he wasn't cut out for this job" Drake said going over to Savard "Both your legs have been cut off! How can you stand it!?" Drake asked.

[Jace]

Asha watched as John left for the trams as well as his sanity, she gathered up the case files that John dropped and placed them back in her bag, there she could sense great pain and suffering. Asha used the force to follow the pain left though the force, but not being able to maneuver her way though the facility without an escort was slowing her down. Asha made her way back out towards the transport where she arrived on and requested that the two guards that called John to escort her in the facility. They were of coarse hesitant to comply but eventually she won them over, once inside she made her way to where she felt the disturbance. There she saw a boy about the same age as her maybe older with brown hair and another man that she recognized as Jor Halcyon. Asha placed both her hands in her pockets and walked hunched over towards him she knew with curtainty that this is one of the sith, and was only 5% curtain that he was part of terror squad. Greetings sir, I am Matsuda did you do this? speaking in her usual low tone hiding all emotion as she gleaned over towards Savard and knowing the answer Asha decided to have a little fun first.

OOC: weak i know just suspend your suspicion of disbelief

[Gamov]

Decon choked back a strained grunt as he was hurled across the ground. Instead of the hard impact that he had expected to feel from the cold surface of the air field though, his landing was buffeted by a cushion of energy that slowed him to a gentle stop. Rolling over on his back, clutching his shattered wrist in agony, his eyes came to rest on the face of an elderly woman, her face creased with age.

With a few calm words, she laid her hands on Decon's wrist, wrapping it in a veil of healing light that, amazingly, made the pain fade away. He could feel the bones begin to twist back into place as the woman rose to her feet, instructing Decon to help Genie before turning her attention on Nisha...

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As Nisha lurched forward, she threw her weight into Genie's side, knocking her off balance just as she produced her twin lgihtsabers to square off against Sigma. In ensuing melee, Genie stumbled, her arms flailing out to catch her balance, allowing one of her yellow blades to lash out towards Nisha.

With a quick jerk to the side, Nisha twisted her head away from the blade as best she could, feeling the collar at her neck biting into her skin as Genie's blade hummed dangerously close to her cheek. In the next instant though, a quick surge of energy jolted through Nisha's neck and she grit her teeth, letting out a subdued yell as she collapsed to a knee in the snow.

Regaining herself, that's when Nisha noticed that the collar had been damaged as her faculties came flooding back to her. The sensation of the Force rushed back into her mind, sending something of a tingle down her spine that radiated into her fingertips.

Realizing her chance, she channeled as much energy as she could through her body, calling streamers of pallid blue lightning into the palms of her hands and shorting out the cuffs binding her wrists. The cuffs sparked then clicked as they slid open and dropped off, allowing Nisha the opportunity finally remove that cursed disruptor from her neck. Tossing her bonds aside, she rolled her neck, enjoying the sensation of freedom again.

But it seemed it wouldn't last long as a voice spoke to her from behind.

"No... No one is going to die on my watch, young lady... You're a sick woman... did you know that?"

Nisha spun to face Mirka, her anger fuming at this point. Words were a lost cause, she had had enough with words. Without hesitation, Nisha channeled her anger into a powerful burst of telekinetic energy that she hurled towards Mirka. The resulting rush of power brought with it a blinding wall of snow and ice shards behind which Nisha quickly advanced, pushing herself forward with a burst of energy through the Force.

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Sigma's forward momentum kept him going even after Genie had manged to duck and roll out of his path. With nearly impossible mechanical precision, the droid came to an abrupt stop and whirled around to face Genie, her yellow blades held at the ready at her sides as she stared back at him from a knee.

His onboard threat assessment protocols were processing millions of bits of data at nearly quantum speeds as he moved in for another attack, settling for a powerful downward punch aimed at the side of Genie's head. His tall frame made the move somewhat cumbersome though, and it took quite a bit of contortion, even for a droid, to set himself on the right course.

Still, if the punch were to make contact, there would be enough force behind it to do some immediate damage.

[Roku]

Temple Hallways

Tess looked back at Jor. "I came here, to your house, because he brought Nisha here..." She told him, gesturing to the fallen Jedi. "Look at what he did... he has no business bringing anyone to the Jedi temple. He's not a Jedi." She reasoned.

"You want to protect your family, and I want to protect mine, Master Jedi. I don't agree with everything Aura or Nisha does, but you don't turn your back on a friend just because you have differing views. The fact of the matter is, Nisha saved my life. And my presence has brought a small amount of peace to her life..."

She dropped her barriers down, and threw Sable's lightsaber to Jor. "Here, catch..." She told him.

"I will speak on her behalf at her trial."

"And what about me?" Aura asked.

"You can BURN IN HELL!" Savard growled from his position on the floor. "You cut off my FUCKING DICK!"

"Jor can you please shut him up?" Aura asked.

Then some random girl came up to him.

"Uh...yeah..." He replied to her question.

[Roku]

Shipyard:

Mirka smirked at Nisha's force attack, and disintegrated it with ease. By the time it got to her, it was little more than a puff of force wind. The snow that flew upwards formed into a dense ice wall that would not be fun when Nisha tried to crash through it. It was sharp, hard and cold. "Not very bright either it seems..." She added, trying to agitate her. When Nisha finally did come through, Mirka's lightsaber was ready, and she made an attempt to slash the woman's hand off.

"Be careful Sith... I doubt your ally would like it very much if you killed his dear old grandmother..." Mirka chuckled with that raspy old croak of a laugh.