The Will of the Force

Lord Invictus

((I editted the post, Crozeus. Also, Fectum, sorry. I editted, so your post may be irrelevant. It looks like an all-out Sith vs. Jedi brawl is coming))

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Darth Fectum

Fectum let go of Raina to go kick Invictus's victim."I am your altar ego. I am a young sith. You were a fool to agitate such an intimidating Sith Lord." Fectum spit in the kid's face.

"Raina move your butt! Get to the ship!" Fectum pleaded to her telepathically.
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Darth Fectum, the modern Confederate of Rebels.

Sirak Sazen

((OOC: We're going to say that Ryn passed out. Laughing

Might soon be time for Vereor to make an appearance.))

The screams of patrons awakened Ryn to the horror. People lay dead and dying on the floor of the cantina. Ryn leaped across the bar counter and nearly into another drunk. He looked around in panic. "Raina! Where are you?" His voice seemed to be drowned out by the hum of lightsabers and the violent noise of blasters. A trail of blood and footprints led out the door. The fight had moved outside. He'd search there next.

Ryn scrampled out the door and slipped on the ice. He fell hard and felt his bony wrist crunch under his weight. "Ahhhhh!" He screamed in pain, holding his arm tightly to his torso. "Raina! Raina!" The cold began to affect his wounded wrist and the light shining off of the snow cut of his vision. It didn't matter. He needed to know that she was safe. "Where are you?"
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"I find it hard. It's hard to find, oh well, whatever, nevermind."

RainaRose

Raina looked at Fectum and at Ryn, trying to quickly think of what she needed to do. She grabbed Ryn by the scruff, pulling him away from the chaos and looked at Fectum once again, her eyes searching the crowd for Leon. She couldn't find him, and it worried her so suddenly that he could be killed that she couldn't think of anything else. He had disappeared from the group and she knew that if she stayed it would be worse and the Jedi in the area were in danger. Salzoren would wipe them out. She knew of this.

Her head twisted to Fectum and Ryn, "Lets get the hell of here now!" She launched in their direction, the wound on her side making it hard for her to walk. She pushed herself though, worry about Leon battling her thoughts.

He could handle himself. She told herself in her mind.
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"If you take [a copy of] the Christian Bible and put it out in the wind and the rain, soon the paper on which the words are printed will disintegrate and the words will be gone. Our bible IS the wind and the rain."

Darth Fectum

Fectum scooped Raina up in his arms and ran as fast as he could into the hangar. He quickly closed the doors. Jedi were trying to slice through."Get in that B-wing!" he yelled pointing towards the center of the huge room.
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Darth Fectum, the modern Confederate of Rebels.

RainaRose

"Make sure Ryn is safe! He has to go with us!" She was starting to get dizzy, her head falling on Fectum's shoulder while looking around the room. She hated feeling weak but the burn on her side was starting to hurt worse. She groaned and leaned her head on Fectum's shoulder, trying despratly to catch her breath.

"Fectum....Ryn." She whispered.
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"If you take [a copy of] the Christian Bible and put it out in the wind and the rain, soon the paper on which the words are printed will disintegrate and the words will be gone. Our bible IS the wind and the rain."

Sirak Sazen

Everything was happening so quickly that Ryn barely had time to react. He dashed across the snow towards the B-Wing. "Raina! Stay with me." He grabbed her by the shoulders and attempted to keep her conscious. "You're gonna make it. Hang on." Ryn looked up at the man Raina had been talking to. "Get this ship off the ground now. We need to get out of here now!"
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"I find it hard. It's hard to find, oh well, whatever, nevermind."

RainaRose

Raina groaned. "I'm fine, its just the cold and the wound making me dizzy! Fectum, get the ship off the ground." She shoved out of Fectum's arms, trying to sit up stright on her own and looking coldly around at the ship that she was in. Leon was still out there, and she was in here, being useless.

And Salzoren was on the way.

She shuttered at the thought of him.
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"If you take [a copy of] the Christian Bible and put it out in the wind and the rain, soon the paper on which the words are printed will disintegrate and the words will be gone. Our bible IS the wind and the rain."

Darth Fectum

The Jedi were restless outside. This was their only chance. Fectum ran to the cockpit pulling down the accelerator lever as he did so. The ship lifted off the ground Fectum force pulled Ryn into the ship, and sat in the Pilot's seat.

Now the jedi managed to break through the doors. Fectum turned the ship upward and shot through the ceiling, a large chunk landing on a foolish jedi. The ship flew through the great hole, shooting the steel beems as it did so.

The facility imploded, killing hundreds of jedi." That was satisfying." Fectum laughed admitingly.
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Darth Fectum, the modern Confederate of Rebels.

RainaRose

Raina groaned again. She took it upon herslef to layout accross the floor, sitting while looking up calmly at the celling. Her blye eyes danced quietly with dizzness as she tried to think of her next move. He would follow her. She curled up, her arms sliding around her legs as if to protect herself for something horrible.

"I don't feel so good..." She muttered, her skirt climbing ever so slightly up her leg to where you could see her thigh in perfect clear view. No enough that anything else was showing, but it was still open.
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"If you take [a copy of] the Christian Bible and put it out in the wind and the rain, soon the paper on which the words are printed will disintegrate and the words will be gone. Our bible IS the wind and the rain."

Darth Fectum

Fectum put the ship into hyperspace and took Raina to the small closet in the back. He layed her down and started using his dark heal force power to heal her nasty gash while also boosting her dark energy.

He noticed her skirt was getting close to exposure. He gently pulled it back down.

"Ryn!" he yelled," Get your butt in here and take care of this delecate sith flower."Fectum laughed a little and went to the pilot seat to check on their course.
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Darth Fectum, the modern Confederate of Rebels.

RainaRose

Raina blushed and turned her head away from them. "I am not a delicate flower. I can handle myself thank you." But she remained on the closet floor, her face still red from his hand being on her skin so low. I'm such a girl. She though to herself quietly, waiting for Ryn to at least stand and try to help her.

She would reject the help, not feeling weak at all.
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"If you take [a copy of] the Christian Bible and put it out in the wind and the rain, soon the paper on which the words are printed will disintegrate and the words will be gone. Our bible IS the wind and the rain."

Lord Invictus

Invictus snickered as more and more Jedi threw themselves at him pointlessly, cleanly sliding into the scarlet blade before them. Invictus continued his relentless hacking, slicing through the crowd of Jedi like butter.

The bodies were piling up extraordinarily quickly. Eleven were already dead: a good day, even by Invictus' standards.

"They've left...." Invictus grumbled, sensing- or, more accurately, not sensing- the lack of presence the Sith younglings had emitted seconds earlier.
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Crozeus

Crozeus watched the Lord butchering Jedi. One Knight turned to face him, holding a blue blade nervously out in front of him.

Crozeus laughed. "Don't even bother."

Reaching deep into the Force Crozeus drew on an ancient Sith spell, and threw it at his foe. To the Jedi, it seemed like hundreds of burning hot insects were crawling under his skin, searing his flesh. He dropped his saber and began frantically scratching, trying to rid himself of the non-existant infestation. Crozeus added more and more power to it, and while the people watched, the Jedi tore his own skin out, ripping himself apart. With a casual wave of his hand the Jedi dropped to his knees, picked up his own lightsaber and thrust it into his heart.

Crozeus walked up to Invictus, cutting down another Jedi, this one a female. He hoped to join Invictus' Church and was looking to impress. He offered him an incline of his head and looked towards the door.

"Shall we follow, milord?"
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A history lesson:

Sirak Sazen

Ryn slowly walked to Raina. He knew she didn't need or want his help. He was just trying to piece everything together. One moment he was drunk in a cantina, the next he was in the middle of a Jedi bloodbath searching for a beautiful waitress whom he cared for, maybe even loved. Love. It was such a strange emotion for Ryn to feel. As a Jedi he wasn't allowed to love. As a Brotherhood member he didn't have room in his life for love. As a stray he couldn't feel love. Perhaps one day had changed him. Perhaps there was a reason for it. All these questions pounded their way into his brain and suddenly vanished as he came to the side of Raina. "Are you okay?" Ryn ran his hand through his wavy black hair caked with blood. His eyes seemed to be wondering. What was happening to him?

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"I find it hard. It's hard to find, oh well, whatever, nevermind."

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