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Post by Crazy O on Sept 20, 2010 0:12:53 GMT -5
Kitana listen to the man and then when he said started to bitch about his job was when the shit hit the fan in a big way. The man dropped his match on the coat and it caught on fire. Then almost as he was trying to ruin everyone night he shouted bomb. Kitana reached out in the Force and did a quick sweep of the building looking for any out of place, there wasn't on. "All I wanted was a quiet drink." Kitana mumbled to herself as see watched everyone start rushing for the door.
Kitana turned towards the man that was screwing with her evening, planning to cause him some bodily harm. He was making tracks towards the door with everyone else. Kitana was near the back of the crowed when under her dress her coral armor expanded from her back. It grew up into a full suit of armor, covering her from head to toe, destroying her dress and shoes in the process. Once the armor was fully expanded over her body she jumped up into the air using the Force to propel herself towards the door and the idiot screwing with her night.
Kitana landed in front of Danny her eyes burned with rage as she looked at him. He extended her and created a telekinesis push into his chest. It was on the order of getting hit be a speeder; she intended it to be enough to throw him through the crowd and into a nearby bar. I am going to make you pay for fucking up my night. She projected in his mind, making her anger felt.
Meanwhile outside a speeder bike pulled up and stopped outside the club. "What the hell..." She said as she pulled off her helmet and looked at the flaming speeder and people pouring out of the club. "What did she get herself into this time." The women said as she locked her speeder and placed the helmet into the back. She started to push her way through the crowd trying to get into the front of the club knowing that only Kit could cause this much trouble.
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Post by Darth Hades on Sept 20, 2010 14:41:29 GMT -5
Jas left the kitchen through the back door that led to the alley. As he left, Jas could hear the Chef shouting at him. Jas ignore the man, finishing the piece of bread he took. Next to where the back door was, a pile of garbage laid. Jas digged through the bags of trash, tossing them aside until he picked up a green bag. He opened it and inside was a stash of weapons and ammunition. Jas had put the green bag underneath the garbage, not wanting to bring it inside the club for he knew it would draw unnecessary attention.
He pulled out a belt of varies types of grenades and put it on his waist. Jas grabbed another belt of grenades and straped on his waist. A DX-2 disruptor pistol to his right tight, a simple ion pistol to his left tigh. A E-11 blaster, he straped to the back of his red jacket. A small bag of ammunition tucked underneath his jacket. A second E-11 blaster Jas carried. While he was checking twice to see if he missed anything, Jas heard an explosion.
It wasn't a loud explosion but it caught Jas's ears. He cocked his head to the left, the direction he heard the blast. He could see small chunks of metal on fire flying. The blast happen in the front of the night club. Jas tighten his grip on his blaster and jogged towards the front. As he did he saw people pouring out of the club. Jas stopped at the corner of the alley to the street as Lieutenant Holt passed right by him. Clearly he didn’t see Jas as the Lieutenant began to shout to his fellow officers.
“Hmmm.” Was all that came out of Jas’s mouth. He looked to his right, catching a glance of Leena, who ran out to the street. Jas ducked back into the alley, turning his attention back to Holt, watching him.
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Post by MikDaTv on Sept 21, 2010 0:41:50 GMT -5
Danny flew back and hit the bar he had just left. He cursed as he slid across the ground, dragging his fingers against the floor as hard as he could to slow him down. When he hit the bar, he felt his rubs crack a little. "Ouch." he said to himself as he quickly stood up and flipped himself over the bar for cover. He tore the Blaster Pistol off his chest and checked it's charge.
He pulled out his datapad and quickly sent a text to Runt saying "Coms on" then peeked his head up to look at the creature that had attacked him. Things had gotten complicated rather quickly and he was probably going to need bacta for his ribs.
Outside, Runt got his message and turned off the com jammer. "Coms are up Senior. Whats up?"
Danny pressed his throat mic. "i've been engaged. Repeat, i've been engaged. Mission abort."
Hefty and Tank looked at each other in the van. "You need assistance Senior?" Hefty asked.
"Affirmative. Single enemy, force user. I'm injured but i can still fight it out." Danny said as he ducked back down behind cover. He tore a part of his shirt off and stuffed it into the end of his bottle of whiskey.
Tank started the hover van up and Hefty climbed out carrying his ACP Array Gun and broke out into a dead sprint for the night club.
Runt was furiously looking through the night clubs windows from the roof across the street and had nothing. "Senior, I don't have a shot. If you can get outside the back entrance or west side emergency escape i can provide cover for you."
Danny cursed and looked for the fire escape. While he glanced around for an exit he lit a match. "What a night." He said to himself.
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Post by Crazy O on Sept 21, 2010 1:10:38 GMT -5
Kitana watched as the man flipped behind the bar and started to shout mission abort. So he was not just trying to some idiot pulling a prank, he was purposely try to screw her night. She picked up a near by that with the Force and threw it at the bar. The table flew just above the bar top, shattering all the glasses and bottle that were setting on the other side of the bar. She then extended her hand and lightning arced from it and sparked against the bottles she just broke; catching the entire bar area on fire. "I think you picked the wrong bar to target you terrorist scum." Kitana announced to the man cowering behind the burning bar.
Meanwhile outside Elizabeth noticed two armed men head for the bar. She pulled out the holdout blast that in side her jacket and ran towards them. She did not have the blaster pointed at them at the moment, but something told her that Kitana was the reason they were going in. If that was the case she would have to go in and try to get her out of there with minimum casualties at possible. "What the world is going on here. Do either of you know what is going on inside." She said. She would have killed for her old CoreSec bag at this point. It would have allowed her to possible stop the men from running into the club and getting hurt.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2010 8:47:46 GMT -5
As the scene unfolded around her, Ambellina was at a loss. She had no idea what was going on, and for a person of her background that bothered her very much. The assassin's eyes darted around, taking everything in.
*No police yet, transforming woman, terrorists...*
She laid eyes on Jez and the rushing members of Gray Team, recognizing the latter as clones and the former as the man who had ruined her chances with Holt. Ambellina whipped her pistol from between her thighs and turned off the safety, keeping the weapon close to her body and concealed from sight.
Prioritizing threats, she drew lines in the proverbial sand. Nachta was most likely a Sith, working with the Empire. The clones had been after Holt and were now going head to head with Nactha, so they were most likely either terrorists or working with the Federation. Jez was the most heavily armed, and in her mind that put him near the force-user in terms of threat level. Drawing on her training in misdirection and stealth, Ambellina disappeared into the crowd, moving with the flow of people and keeping her curious eyes on the scene.
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Post by MikDaTv on Sept 21, 2010 11:30:21 GMT -5
"Son of a bitch!" Danny shouted as the table broke all the glass. "Your the one destroying the bar sweet heart." He yelled at her. As he saw the electricity arc around his finger tips he cursed again. He dove away from the bar and slid across the floor to a table which he promptly flipped over to hide behind. He lit his moltov cocktail and tossed it over his make shift cover at the sith lady.
((OOC: It's just Hefty runing for the club O. Tank is staying in the van as the get away driver.))
Outside Hefty skidded to a halt just outside the night club and cocked his scatter gun when a woman ran up and asked what was going on. Hefty pointed through the front door with his thumb. "Sith lady is going berzerk in there and my partner is getting the snot kicked out of him. Ma'am, I recomend you vacate the area immediately. If things continue going as they are then it's going to get a lot worse before it gets better."
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Post by Gamov on Sept 21, 2010 20:59:45 GMT -5
Coruscant streets:
Lieutenant Holt and several of his shipmates approached the shuttle destined to take them back to the fleet. In no rush to stick around any longer, Holt hurried aboard the craft, the other crew men close behind him.
Within moments, the pilot lifted off from the landing pad and returned the men to the fleet in orbit.
Main command deck, ISD Razor:
Admiral DuGalle made his presence known on the bridge of his own ship, after having entertained a brief meeting with the visitors that had jumped into the system moments earlier.
"Captain."
"Yes, sir?" The officer snapped to attention, giving the Admiral a brisk salute in the process.
"Prepare our ship for departure. Set a course for Byss."
"Right away, Admiral."
The order took only moments to complete, and soon the crew of the Razor had her up and ready to travel into hyperspace. A short time later, Lieutenant Holt's shuttle docked with the ship, and the Star Destroyer vanished off into hyperspace on a course for Byss.
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Post by Darth Hades on Sept 22, 2010 14:16:21 GMT -5
Jas soon lost sight of Lieutenant Holt as he ran farther and farther from the night club. Jas decided to forget the soldier. He thought sticking around the Lieutenant would lead Jas to some small fight. It didn't matter Jas found a new one. He walked out of the alley and headed for the front of the night club. He walked among the crowd, some people got startled by the sight of Jas's blaster. He ignored them. Peering in through the window, he saw the beautiful Zeltron again, a stream of lighting escaped from her fingertips.
Not only that but the Zeltron was now wearing some sort of black armor and remained attractive. Where was the MP while this place was more chaotic by the second? Jas was thinking if he should join the fight. Who's side would he be on, the Zeltron but the poor guy she was blasting at? Most likely he would be fighting on his own. Jas defiantly didn't want to be in the Zeltron's way. He shook his head, thinking maybe he shouldn't get involved. He looked back to the raging crowd of people and could have sworn he saw Leena. He looked closer but didn't see her.
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Post by Crazy O on Sept 22, 2010 14:16:58 GMT -5
Kitana simple pushed the bottle away from her with the Force. It explode on the ground near the front door. "So pathitic. What's next, a bow and arrow." She said looking at the table. She then reached out in the Force and could sense the clone from behind the table. She reached out with the Force and started to constrict his windpipe and organs. She could have simply snapped his neck, but killing him would serve no point. If she just could insight fear in him, he would think twice before operating on a Imperial planet.
Meanwhile outside Liz nodded. "I was going to suggest the same thing to you." She said putting the holdout blaster on her back in her waistband. She then turned around headed to her speeder. If Kitana was in fact in her armor she would need her special weapon to deal with it. Elizabeth walked up to one of the storage containers and pulled out a static blaster. She was unsure if it would even work, but she knew that the ACP Array Gun that the one man was carrying would only piss her off.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2010 14:41:50 GMT -5
Back inside of the club, Ambellina was now atop one of the various cat-walks of Marjolane's Den. She had just passed Marjolane herself, who was phoning the authorities. Ambellina had discarded her high-heels in favor of her dancing flats and moved silently across the cat-walk, looking down on the scene with her blaster in hand. The armored woman was obviously a Sith, and the Clone appeared to be on the losing end of the altercation. Crouching on the grating of the cat-walk, Ambellina fired the first shot of the night.
Her dextrous fingers and wrist moved nearly preternaturally fast, firing two shots in the space in which most people could fire one. The end result was the sound of one blaster shot ringing out, but two blaster bolts flying, one at Kitana's chest and the other at her thigh. Nearly as quickly as she had fired, Ambellina was on the move, keeping low along the cat-walk as to avoid being seen, keeping her eye on the fight.
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Post by MikDaTv on Sept 22, 2010 14:57:28 GMT -5
"And even more of the build is on....ackkk augggg" Danny said as he was suddenly choked through the force. He hated the Force. It was like trying to fight a swarm of bees with a baseball bat.
Hefty wasn't about to let this go down though. He kicked the door in and jumped through the flames, blasting away with his ACP at the armored Sith's back. He racked shell after shell as he fired until the gun clicked empty.
A pair of blaster bolts rained down from somewhere up above hit her in the front and Hefty dove off to the side through the door to the bouncers office. He clutched at his neck to key his mic. "Gray Team, we have an unknown shooter, on the second floor catwalks over the dance floor." He said and then started loading more shells into his ACP.
Outside, Tank revved the van's engines and took it out of park. He had an idea. Not necessarily a good idea but an idea none the less. He threw the van into reverse and barreled down the street backwards until he was closer to the night club.
Runt had just about enough of this. Being outside was a hindrance right now so he picked up his rifle and slung it over his back and leaped off the roof to the fire escape below, running down the stairs as fast as he could.
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Post by Crazy O on Sept 24, 2010 18:13:25 GMT -5
These people for some reason seemed to think that she was an novice Force-user, even not with her years of training in the Force she could sense them with her species natural empathic abilities would say there were there coming. She shot her hand forward creating a telekinesis blast which was meant to send Danny into the fall wall hard enough to take him out of the fight while she drove the others off so that she other people coming into the building all around.
She pivoted on her foot and turning about ninety degrees with her finally turned Echani and Jedi trained reflexes. She extended her hand when Hefty jumped over the flames created by the Molotov cocktail she deflected and released an Sith Lightning. At the same time, much like a Jedi could sense incoming blaster bolts to deflect with there saber, so could Kitana. While she extended her hand upwards and fortified her armor with the Force catching both the shots in the palm of her hand. She then released Sith Lightning from that hand, shooting it up to the catwalk were Ambellina, electrifying the entire catwalk. You are all out of your league, surrender and your lives will be spared. She projected into their minds, hinting that she was really just toying with them. If she wanted she would simple use the Jedi Mind Trick or another force ability which could easily end the fight with those without the gift.
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Post by MikDaTv on Sept 24, 2010 18:46:14 GMT -5
As the Lightning arced through the bouncer's office door, Hefty scrambled to the side lunged for the back of the room as the door exploded into splinters and the light overhead burst after overloading, showering the small office with glass.
Danny had been sent flying across the club where he struck the west wall. His arm crunched at an awkward angle and pain shot up from his shoulder. It had been dislocated and the pain in his chest told him that his cracked ribs were now broken ribs. He was having problems breathing.
Runt ran across the street with his A-295 sniper rifle and glanced through a window. He saw the sith lady near the entrance and Danny propped up against the wall on the west side near the emergency exit.
"Guys, i'm calling an audiable here." Came Tanks voice. He explained his quick and dirty plan to them. Hefty wasn't very pleased but he didn't have a better one so he went along with it.
As the Sith Lady was throwing lightning about, the 4 of them ignored her warning and acted. Danny from his place on the floor started taking pot shots with his pistol. He couldn't aim very well because his breathing was off and he was doing it one handed. Hefty leaned out of the doorway again and started firing his ACP gun again and Runt took aim with his rifle and started shooting through the window, aiming for the Sith's head.
The plan was to overwhelm her with stuff. Attack her from every angle with different kinds of attacks. Force her to deal with them.
Meanwhile... Tank tossed one of Hefty's detpacks over his shoulder into the rear of the hover van and kicked it into drive. He hammered his foot down on the accelerator causing the van to speed up the steps to the nightclub and smash through the front door A-Team style. He had no doubt that if Runt was in the van with him, the sniper would undoubtedly be humming the theme song as loud as he could.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2010 18:55:39 GMT -5
Luckily for Ambellina, her reflexes were among the finest in the galaxy. As the woman's hand shot the forked lightning towards the catwalk, Ambellina dove, taking to the air in a somersault, and landing on the Disc Jockey platform high above the chaos. Righting herself gracefully, she took note of the four men firing at the target. Having seen what she could do, Ambellina guessed that they were attempting to overwhelm her. Ambellina was in a distinctly advantageous position to help them out.
The Lady holstered her blaster and ducked behind the console to avoid any stray fire. Her fingers flew over the datapad and she found what she was looking for. Suddenly the speakers of the club once again burst to life, producing a shrill sound that would hopefully break Kitana's concentration.
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Post by Darth Hades on Sept 24, 2010 22:13:43 GMT -5
Jas simply watched the Zeltron destroying her surroundings and deflecting all shots coming her way. Everything that was happening in the night club, helped Jas to know how to deal with her, if it had to come to that. Quickly he saw that the Zeltron was trained, her reflexes were impressive and her strange black armor was mysterious but he noticed that it allowed her to increase her protection as it seemed to grow. The catwalk exploded by the Zeltron. Running away from the catwalk Jas thought he saw Leena. This couldn’t have been a coincidence.
Jas then looked outside and noticed that on the other side the front entrance, a small of men were watching through the window as well. Staring at them for a few seconds and Jas saw that they carried some heavy artillery, a ACP gun. Jas nodded in approval. It was then that Jas noticed that they looked alike, just the man who was in the club cleaning his shirt. They were clones and from Kamino by the way they fired with precision. They were efficient and made Jas wish he was made and trained there himself. Out of nowhere a van rammed into Marjolane's Den. Jas had to go out of the way as debris came flying his way. He dodged it by zigzagging. Adrenaline pumping through Jas’s veins made him fired up and ready to shoot.
He quickly tried to calm himself. Now wasn’t the time to make his move. He had watch for now and then Jas would come with a bang.
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