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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 8, 2010 13:31:25 GMT -5
John caught the gun belt and strapped it on under his robes. He explored the room he was in a little bit and found no weapons. He did however take the hanging bar out of the closet, strit all the hangers off of it and held it in his hand. It was only 2 and a half feet long but it was metal and on the heavy side.
He heard something from across the hallway that sounded like the building crumpling. The sound was followed by the sound of whispering of Mariella. John peeked down the hallway towards the Yaka and leaped across the hallway when the cyborgs eye was elseware.
He captain kirk rolled into the room across the hall and came up to his knee. "Whats up?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2010 13:57:00 GMT -5
"I think I found a way down the hallway..."
Mariella stepped over the rubble and walked to the wall of the next room, placing her hands on is as she had the other one. After a few seconds the wall cracked and crumbled just as the other one had.
"I'm having a strange experience...It's like I can see every flaw as clearly a I see you standing there right now."
By her count there were four more walls to go through. She proceeded with the same approach, stopping only to clear jagged rubble out of their path with telekinesis.
"It's strange. This has never happened to me before. I'm seeing so clearly."
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 12, 2010 12:37:51 GMT -5
John shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno." He said. "If i had one i'd have just used my lightsaber to do the same thing."
He examined the damage she did to the wall before following after her. She seemed to have taken charge of this mission, which was just fine with him. She had the lightsaber after all so he was perfectly content in a support position, at least until the threat was dealt with and they could get back on mission.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2010 16:12:08 GMT -5
Mariella felt silly. Her lightsaber would have been a suitable subtitute for what she was doing, but the strangeness of it all had caught her off guard. She knocked down the last wall and looked out into the hallway. Nearly immediately she felt a fierce sting on her consciousness. Somewhere nearby, something or someone had just become very angry and very unstable. The effect of it was nearly enough to make Mariella reflexively draw her lightsaber, but she resisted it. To their left, the Yaka stared down the hallway that they had just circumvented. The pulsing spider-webs were now fading from Mariella's vision.
"The sooner we get through this, the sooner we can get a lightsaber back in your hands."
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 12, 2010 16:18:33 GMT -5
"Yep" he said in a whisper, slightly uncomfortable being as close to the giant person rending cyborg as he was. He closed his eyes for a moment and stretched out his 'sphere of responsibility' his name for the region in which he gathered information through the Force. Down the hallway was a door into a circular room that John figured was a meditation room where Master Arca Jeth would have taught or meditated with his students. At the center of that room was something he couldn't quite get his head around.
It was a life form. He was sure of it because he could feel it through the Force. But it seemed to have no feelings, no emotions or recognizeable thoughts of any kind. It was like someone had taken a person and removed it's brain and kept it's body opperating on life support.
He pointed towards the door. "I have a feeling the center to all this strangeness is through that door."
((EDIT: Sorry i forgot this part))
Mr. Blue sat indian style in the mediation chamber. Before him, laid out on the ground he had the supposed robes of Jedi Master Arca Jeth, and in his hands he had a holocron, a divice he had yet to be able to access.
Laying with the robes was a single crystal. A diamond of some exquisite quality that Blue had determined to actually be Arkanian in origin. Both the holocron and the diamond were fantastic items to bring back to his masters, but he was sent here to test himself against Jedi. When he finished with them, he would return to Doctors White and Green with the results of their test and these items.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2010 16:34:45 GMT -5
Mariella too felt Mr. Blue's presense. It seemed that whatever she had felt had not been his anger, but a different sort of warning that she would investigate later. At any rate, the young knight stepped ahead of John Paul, as her companion did not have a lightsaber, and she was unsure of his prowess with a pistol.
Upon rounding the doorway, Mariella laid eyes on the figure at the center of the Meditation room. Though she gripped her weapon cautiously, she did not activate its blade. She whispered to John before speaking directly to the figure.
"I think you were right...Hello there, we come in peace. I'm Mariella Map, a Knight of the Jedi order. I must ask who you are and what you are doing here."
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 12, 2010 17:38:08 GMT -5
The Jedi announced her presence, and she had a friend with her as well it seemed. This was good. Mr. Blue stood up. His full 7 feet in height would have been intimidating if not for his extremely skinny build. The thick, navy blue body suit covering him and the strange looking, cycloptic, cybernetic mask over his face revealed themselves in full view.
Much of him resembled a mere man, albeit a very tall skinny one, but there was something decidedly inhuman about him. The way he moved was so precise that it could have been on par with the movements of a sophisticated droid. Yet John could still feel the living parts of him.
This was a cyborg certainly, but on a level John had never ever heard of. It was very hard to tell where the machine ended and the man began. Some parts were strait up machines with electronics attached while others seemed to be purely biological. There even seemed to be some parts of him that had some kind of bio-mechanical medium.
John didn't know if he started out as a droid mixed with humanoid parts or a man mixed with cybernetic parts. The only time he had ever seen anything crudely similar was with Master Halcyon's life support suit.
John took a step back. "We may be out of our league here."
Mr. Blue bowed deeply to his Jedi opponents. “Greetings. I am pleased to know see you have made your way through my obstacles. It was my method of ensuring only competent Jedi would be a part of the test.”
Blue reached behind his back and plucked a two foot long pole. With the press of a button, the pole telescoped outward, ending in a very sharp points on either end. He twirled the metal pole around in one hand with inhuman flexibility in his wrist while with his other hand he reached to his belt and pressed a button. His form shimmered into nothingness as the personal cloaking device activated.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2010 20:38:53 GMT -5
With a deep exhalation, Mariella pressed the activator of her lightsaber and its emitter produced her green blade. Taking another deep breath, she did not retreat, but moved further towards the center of the room.
"We don't have to be enemies. Let's talk about this."
From her mind flashed an urgent message to John Paul. One simple concept, more feeling than word. A red-hot 'Escape'.
"We are Jedi...we are of peace..."
The young woman's smokey voice seemed to be coming from a place deep within her as her hands went out. Her right hand held her sword horizontally just at the level of her chin, while her left stood free in the air, as though to ward something off. If John Paul could see her eyes he would see that they were completely shut.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 13, 2010 12:29:51 GMT -5
If Mr. Blue had a mouth, he would be smiling. As it was his single cybornetic eye was staring, unblinkingly at Mariella. "I have no wish to be your enemy either. So please understand that when i kill you and your friend it will not be personal." Came his voice from somewhere in the room. His cloaking device hid him as he dropped onto all fours, holding himself up on the tips of his strangely long toes and the tips of his fingers. He inched his way forward, staying low to the ground with his spear in his left hand.
John heard Mariella's message but there was no way he was leaving her alone. Not after his last mission, not after his last team died. John drew the blaster she had given him and fired a shot at where Blue used to be. The red bolt of death flew through the empty air and struck the far wall in a flash. John shrugged his shoulders. "Worth a try i guess."
He backed away slowly scanning left and right with the blaster in his right hand and the heavy metal bar in his left.
Blue chose that moment of sound to attack. he flipped forward into a hand stand, then forward again onto his feet and brought his spear down over his head towards Mariella, his movements hidden by his invisibility and his intent masked by the workings of his cybornetic brain.
His spear had a round point at the end so it could not cut, but it was made of phrik with a lead core so it was heavy and lightsaber resistant.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2010 12:44:20 GMT -5
Even rooted this deeply in the force, Mariella's senses did not pick up on the attack until it was almost too late. Bringing her lightsaber up to a high guard position and grasping it with both hands, she deflected the blow somewhat. However, her slow reaction caused the blow to skip off of the right side of her head as it passed, opening a cut above her eye.
Mariella stepped back, holding her weapon in front of her and vertical to the ground. Her eyes were still closed, and she seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper into her connection to the force. She had not sensed Mr. Blue at all until the most dire moment, and the splitting headache that she was developing warned her that she would have to either counter-attack or change her strategy soon.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 13, 2010 13:02:28 GMT -5
John took aim with the pistol and fired again where he thought the attack had come from. The bolt sizzled by barely missing Mr. Blue who had leaped to the ceiling and clung to a light fixture with his legs and right arm while he waited for one of them to come within reach of his spear.
John continued to scan his eyes back and forth. He had tightened his sphere of responsibility to just this room but he was still finding it difficult to feel Blue's exact location and his intent was impossible to read because he was more like a droid than a person. His eyes fell to the floor where the holocron, robe and diamond lay. He reached out a hand to the holocron and called it to him with the Force.
Mr. Blue saw this and dropped down to the floor again and stood up to his full height. "No!" he said forcefully as a red bolt of force lightning struck John in the chest and held him there. It was an attack he had learned from the Sith Dr. White had imprisoned. He would drain the Force from this Jedi, then finish the lightsaber weilding one off with his spear.
Mr. Blue however overlooked one flaw in his reasoning. It would take several seconds for him to break John's defenses and drain his life away. In those seconds, he had revealed his position by firing the red lightning from his chest in the constant stream he required to hold John in place.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2010 15:13:27 GMT -5
Mariella took a step towards the dark power that emanated from Mr. Blue, and in that instant the world seemed to stand still. Her eyes flashed open, and from the contact that her foot made with the floor a network of spider-web energy seemed to pervade everything, stretching up over the walls, out into the courtyards of the Praxeum, through John Paul and his pain, up and into the long frame of Mr. Blue and out into the galaxy. Everything connected in a perfect crystal of weak and strong. She saw the moment's shatterpoint.
Shooting forward like a lightning bolt, Mariella dove forward, lightsaber extended in her right hand. It whipped out across her body, fully extended, and came in a circular motion, making a 'U' shaped flash of green in the air, aiming to sever all four of Mr.Blue's limbs.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 13, 2010 18:13:44 GMT -5
John gasped and fought against the drain. He raised his arms and put up a barrier between himself and the stream of red lighting. The lightning however was still draining his life through the barrier he erected. It only bought him time.
Mariella's attack provided the distraction he needed. Mr. Blue's arm separated from his body at the elbow before he processed the incoming attack and slinked around the blade, cartwheeling over it as it swept down to hit his legs and landing on his feet and one remaining hand a few feet away towards their left.
John took a few bounding steps over to Mariella and pointed upwards with his finger. "Do that trick you did on the wall with the ceiling!" He said. He raised both arms over his head and closed his eyes. He formed a half sphere around them like a bubble shield and fortified it against the collapse of the ceiling.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2010 18:44:25 GMT -5
Just as Mariella had seen, John himself was the shatterpoint of this event. He was active again, and that was all that was required for their victory. She felt safe with his protective bubble around her; calm as though she were in the eye of the storm. She deactivated her blade and lifted her hands to the ceiling.
The spider-webs rippled from John and into Mariella, arching towards the ceiling. She needed only to apply a sharp push in the perfect spot and the structure came tumbling down.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 15, 2010 12:57:18 GMT -5
Peices of the roof and ceiling bounced and slide down the sides of his kinetic shield as even more structural damage was done to the Jedi landmark.
Mr. Blue was struck by a support beam and broke the shoulder of his already wounded arm. He slithered to the side and jumped back up to his feet, just in time for a falling brick to strike him in the head followed by clumps of dry wall. Cold started to poor into the room through the missing roof and Blue was burried under the debris.
John pulsed his shield outwards quickly to clear the debris that lay on top of it, then let the field fade into nothing. Using just his arms and legs he started to dig through the rubble and uncovered the robe, diamond and holocron that had been left there. he wrapped the diamond and the holocron up in the robes and clutched it under his arm.
His complink buzzed and John picked it up. The sound of Gizmo's tweets and beebs came over the device and John listened. "Gizmo says that the wireless network that was controling the Yaka's disapeared." John pointed over to where Blue had fallen and was burried. "He must have been it's source."
John wondered for a few moments about Blue and his origins. Was it ever an actual human being, or was it just some kind of creature built in a lab somewhere. Was there some kind of personality locked away in that cybornetic brain, or was it just programing. He shook his head and turned to Mariella. "Lets get out of here. I've had enough of this place for quite a while."
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