Demon: I am Sejhan. And I must correct you; I am not in your way, I am here to...well, to kill you.
Gilian: I tremble in fear. I guess we'll just have to kill you first, then? *She extends her arm and hurls several throwing stars. The stars pass through the demon as if he were made of smoke*
Sejhan: One thing: I am, unfortunately, immaterial. However, they are not.
*A portal opens behind the demon. A tall, blue-green gargoyle with white hair steps out. Rwos immediately recognizes him*
Rwos: K'Warra!
*The gargoyle makes no answer. His face is terrifyingly blank and unresponsive. He carries himself as if he were sleepwalking*
Gilian: This is some kind of joke...right?
Another figure steps out of the portal, and it closes. The man's clothing looked oddly 18th-century Earth-ish, with a coat of armor of unusual make covering it. He carries a strange crossbow and a sword*
Man: Who are these? They are not my quarry...
Sejhan: No, but she *pointing to Gilian* Is a vampire. Those two *pointing to Cracken and Starr* Are Sith. And he *pointing to Rwos* Holds the information that you need to carry out your precious vengeance. All you need to do is subdue the others long enough for us to get it from him.
Rwos: *Startled* It's him. It's the "hunter" from the Shadow's ship...
*Beside him, Gilian looks shocked*
Him! But...that's impossible! ...how?
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Ulna Shardes
*Farran's ship lifts up and ignites its engines. A cloak descends over it's exterior and the ship shoots out of the atmosphere, leaving the old lives of Farran and Artemis burning up with the capital city of Ulna Shardes.
Farran stares out of a window at the receding planet*
The second time this has happened to me. Leaving an old life behind for a new. I don't know where I'm going to go...but then again, I didn't last time, either?
Kioet: That planet sucked anyways.
*Greer stopped the veichle, took out his sword and blaster, and quietly sneaked into the library. Once at the entrance, he hid and saw the gargoyle and hunter step out of the portal. He sighed, it was going to be one of those days again.*
Greer: Managed to get yourself into trouble not 15 minutes since we parted.
((OOS: JM, they're inside a library ^_~
Maybe "balcony" was the wrong word. But I can't think of the right one ^^;; ))
*Cracken sneers* Oh, i'm much more than a Sith Lord now...
*Cracken draws his lightfoil out, ignites it, and points to the man in the 18th century style armor*
To get you vengence, and your bounty, you must go through ME!
*Cracken dissapears with a flash, only to re-appear behind the stunned man, and slashes down.*
((OOS: No reaction description, Cracken.
Also his clothes are 18th century style. Ish. His armor isn't ^.^))
*The man dodges, inhumanly quick*
Man: What you are matters not. *He fires a glowing net at Cracken, distracting him for a moment, and leaps from the balcony down to the ground level*
Gilian: *staring* Cyrus Duncan. How...
Duncan: Enelya. The Angel Scourge. Isn't that what they called you? What are you doing here?
Gilian: I'm not... *Duncan fires his crossbow at her. In an instant, her sword is out, blocking the green-glowing bolt. The bolt flies into the wall, burning a hole there*
Duncan: You're a Blade as well...how interesting. I was told the Blades were warriors for good and justice. I remember you used take such delight in killing those who stood for such things...
Gilian: And I remember you used to work with men.
*Anger shows on the man's face. He shoots at Gilian again. She dodges*
Rwos: Stop this. Who are you?
Starr: Whoever he is, he's dead.
*The highly sophisticated communications equipment in the fighter Hildr listens in on the converstation. The mention of the Sith had her slightly concerned. She was tempted to call in an airstrike but decided to wait to see how things played out. Besides she needed more information*
Ulna Shardes
*Farran startles, hearing Kioet behind him. Then he smiles*
Farran: Well, I'm not losing everything from that life, at least...and I'm not being chased away this time. *seeing that Kioet has no idea what he's talking about* About your suit. I don't know how well I can fix it, but it should be back in good condition at least, if not full power. At least for the moment. I wonder what will happen to the Vanguard now that no one's around to control them, or make more...
*The ship prepares to enter warp-space. The engine begins powering up...
Then, suddenly, the ship jolts, and the engine glow dims*
Farran: What's happening?
Artemis: *showing a view of the outside of the ship - with several smaller craft surrounding it* We have a problem! And company, it seems...
Farran: What? This is - or was - a top-of-the-line cloaking device. Who are they?
Artemis: They couldn't be...
Farran: *finishes* No, not Blades. But who?
Artemis: They're...they're hailing us.
*A holographic image of a tall woman in a business suit appears on a platform in the center of the deck* Greetings, Ariel Kasen. Or is it Farran Darkholme now?
Kioet: mmm...new armor....
Redwing, guys, sorry, too little sleep. Redwing, thanks for clearing that up.
My basic problem is that Scar is trying to raise his Vamps to a level above the average Jedi. No they are not Gods, no they are not invincible. However, they are incredibly powerful, they certainly represent the top end of power.
Scar has his Vamps running slightly faster, jumping slightly higher, I'm sorry but it doesn't cut it.
Something I should have mentioned, which I honestly thought I had.
Flax was not trained under Skywalker, he was trained by his father after the fall of the Republic, so was Sophae, which is how they first knew each other. Later Flax' parents were killed when he went off to join the Alliance 1 BBY, he was trusted enough that he was allowed to fly his Headhunter to the rally point.
The shuttle was attacked by GTs and Hal forght them off. For this he earned imidiate promotion to Flt Officer and activation in Red Squadron.
Sophae initiated a romantic relationship with Flax after he saved her life, they were married in the celebrations after Yavin, Flax was promoted to Captain and made Red XO under Farlander. Hal was born durring the evacuation of Hoth.
When Farlander left, after the establishment of Echo Base Flax was made Red CO. Since Wedge got the slot at Endor Flax took a position as turret gunner on the Falcon.
After Endor Flax was made Wing CO and after the first treaty with the Empire he was made CAG of the entire Second Fleet.
This is the position he currently fills.
Got off track there, however, the point is the Flax is a true Jedi, rather than a New Jedi.
((OK, edited my post to make sense))
*Greer saw the fight between Duncan and quickly jumped out and shot twice at duncan and quickly brought up his sword in a defensive position*
((Yes, but show me where EXACTLY that tells where and what spots a vampire's maximum abilties are? What do I have to base on if I don't have any hard guide lines? Under this explanation, I have to second guess myself to what I orignally thought how powerful a vampire would be, not only that, if they are as powerful as you say they would be. They'd be a decent match agenst a jedi, in a few numbers. How ever! I made the rule about the age of the vampire early on that depending on the age of the vampire, his 'gifts', 'powers' and 'natural abilties' would increase, over time.
Vertmor Sertmor are brothers, even when human. They are at the same level, how ever they are still VERY VERY old vampire. Not 300-400 year old ones. I'm talking about 4-5 thousand year old vamps. Vorador is about 8-9 thousand, but which can't be really recorded since he's trapped inside a sword...
Their age's even though I haven't clearly thought of an appropreate age for them yet. But this also goes back to Mrear 2, cus Vertmor, Sertmor AND YES Kvana will somewhere die, and be held by Spectures for nearly an eternity til c9))
((OOS: That's alright @ BD. And no, I didn't realize that bit about Flax. Don't think it was ever mentioned. Curious: did you create your character for purposes other than this RPG? Most of mine were, and I'm kind of getting that vibe off of Sophae and Flax. ^_^
However, I must disagree that Jedi have to represent the top end of power. :) After all, a central theme of this RPG has been the Avatars, and they are certainly more powerful than your average Jedi.
And in the NJO, Vong clearly are more powerful than your average Jedi.
I guess my point is, since this RPG isn't based on Jedi, people should have the freedom to create new players that can match or overpower Jedi. I think we've stayed in acceptable parameters - i.e. Admiral's Aesir come from outside the outer regions, all the vampires come from millennia in the past (perhaps before the Force existed), most of my characters come from another dimension, the Avatars are from higher planes of existence, and everything else (such as the Vanguard) can be chalked up to new technology. :)
Scar: I don't understand why you're arguing, as since you killed all your oldest vampires it's irrelevant now ;)))
((It's for the mere fact that I still play with those characters...))
*A crimson saber ignites from behind Duncan.*
RH Irvine: *In a readied stance* "I'd advise you to stop."
Drawing his pistols and aiming at the newly appered gargole
Kaildor: Hold it there
*Cracken teleports between Irvine and Duncan, and round houses Duncan to the head. WHAT IN THE HELL!? He dodged it!!!!!!!! Cracken crated a force push that extended 10 ft up, and 10 ft sideways, in hoeps he could knock the guy off his feet for a few seconds. He turns to Irvine.*
You and Starr go help Gilian find what she needs. The rest of us will stay here. Go! NOW!
Gilian! you'd better get your other dimensional ass in gear! Rwos, take down your buddy thing.... whatever...
*Sneers at Duncan. Something was odd about this guy. he couldn't place it, but it wasn't the Force... something... else...*
You don't hear very well, do you buddy. you have to go through.. ME!
*Using the force, and his new powers, he accelerates quicker than any one before him, and slashes down at Duncan*
((OOS: JM, I'm assuming Greer doesn't have any extranormal powers. If he does, tell me and I'll edit. [Because I assume he was farther away than RH Irvine, who couldn't have avoided getting hit] If he doesn't, his hands should be numbed but he won't be injured.
Scar: Up to you where exactly Irvine got hit.))
Gilian: ...Very well. Let's go! *Starr joins the vampire as she runs from the room, following the "scent" of the books*
*Duncan dodges Cracken's blow again. He turns to Irvine and fires point-blank at his chest. Irvine's saber clips the bolt, but it still hits.
Duncan begins to sidestep away, moving faster than humanly possible. As Cracken pursues him, he turns his crossbow on the nearest person - Greer - and fires. The glowing bolt hits and knocks the sword from his hands.
Another two bolts are sent at Gilian and Starr. The bolt clips the fleeing vampire in the back, but her body armor protects her. Starr is hit in the arm. Stunned, he looks at the neat hole in his flesh, not feeling a thing as the green "fire" around the bolt had numbed it somehow. His arm is immobile.
I should have sensed that...what is that man?
Another bolt is sent at Kalidor.
Two more bolts are fired at Deac.
All this happened in the space of about three seconds.
Sejhan stands watching above, K'Warra next to him.*
Sejhan: When he subdues them...you know what to do.
*K'Warra's eyes twitch*
Kaildors processer saw the bolt coming and screamed at his body to move. turning, kaildor manged to dodge the bolt from hitting his cheast but his sholder was struck instead.drawing the bolt out he looked at the dent in his arm, his cyborg frame had prevented it damginig anything or even gong through the arm. Snarling he holstered his pistols, drew a glowing sword and ran at duncan
*Deac has just enough time to say "K'warra? How many times is it now?" before the bolts hit him in the chest, shunting him into the nearest wall. He looks up*
Deac: You'll regret that.
*Deac force leaps into the air and ignites his sabers as he moves swiftly down...*
*RH Irvine attempts to deflect the bolt, and he just barely manages to clip it. He falls, the saber deactivates. He pauses for a few seconds, eyes closed. Then he rolls slightly back, to roll back to his feet, in a croutching stance. He stands, still eyes closed, a wound dead center on his chest, blood staining his robes. He opens his eyes to a glare as the wound closes.*
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Master Hojo'Din: "Are you really that certain that you should train the boy? Haven't you seen what heppened when he got angry?"
Master Chi'Din: "It not that, the training will help him control himself. Besides I heard from one of the adults supervising the inccident, that the child deeply regrets in doing so. And I sense from the boy it is true. I looked into the matter that he's ususaly sub-conscious even about the little matters. He is quite politie."
Master Hojo'Din: "You'd understand with something like this, it will improve on his techique if he does become angry."
Master Chi'Din: "He really looks forward in starting the traininig. In time his sense of duty will help him control himself, just incase he does."
Master Hojo'Din: "Very well then. It's your ass." *smiling while walking away*
*Standing behind a corner, listening was a young red-headed child. He bolt out down the hall away from the corner, jumping and feeling happy with the little secretive game he played.*
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*Parts of the walls and ceiling begin to crack. But nothing more. RH Irvine shakes his head, while force pulling his saber back.*
RH Irvine: "Starr, let's get out of here..."
*Once the shot knocks the sword out of his hands Greer quickly takes cover behind a pillar, and shoots out of one side at Duncan*
*Cracken blinks, dumbfounded, and regains his composure.*
Nice, you have good form, now, let's dance! *He glares at Irvine* Boy, get moving!
*Cracken looks at Duncan, and begins his attack, he teleports behind duncan, swings, teleports again, attacks from a different angle. slow at first, he picks up speed as he gets more comfortable with it, and soon, it's nothing more than a blur.*
((I think that generally the new characters have stayed exceptable, however my gripe was with Vermor and Sertmor, the way Scar would keep upping the power every time I countered got stupid. I don't mean that new characters shouldn't be more powerful than the average Jedi, however lines like "Barely faster than the fastest force runner" are clearly meant to place Vamps above all Jedi, had the line been "Almost as fast as the fastest force runner" or even "as fast" I wouldn't really be bothered.
As to Flax, I was writing a NJO book called *searches through dusty hardrive.* Starfighter Command I: Hard Arm.
The Working title refers to an operation the crew will undertake in later chapters hat never got written. It needs a lot of work, however, here is the opening paragraph:
Hard Arm
I
General Taklin Flax looked out of the internal view port at the DefianceII’s main fighter bay. He ran his fingers through his bristling crew cut, his brown eyes taking in the busy confusion that always presided a combat mission. Flax was the commander of Red squadron and in-fact all squadrons in the DefianceII task force. The General allowed himself a small smile; today we will show the Admirals and bureaucrats that rebuilding Red squadron has been a worthwhile use of state funds.
“Sir?” The voice brought Flax out of his contemplations.
He turned around “Yes ensign?” Flax looked the man over. He was slightly below average height with a slim build and a nervous disposition.
The man saluted “Your ship is ready sir.”
Flax returned the salute “Thank you ensign.” The young man saluted again, turned smartly to his left and marched away. Flax shook his head and sighed, then he picked up his helmet and left the control room.
((Ahhh. I see your problem with that - it implies that even if a Jedi had powers like no Jedi before him/her, then according to the "Rules" that would make the vampire just faster. I misunderstood what you were upset about ;)
As for my characters, with the exception of say, Starr, Misae, and a few others, my characters were created for my own (as yet unwritten) story, designed for comicbooks))
*Duncan dodges the blows and blaster bolts sent at him easily. He stops Kalidor's charge with several more bolts, temporarily shorting out the cyborg's components. He continues to evade Cracken's attacks, although the Sith lord had now outstripped his speed. Duncan was out of range before Cracken could get there, as if knowing ahead of time from where the hit would come*
Duncan: You're fast, Sith, but not fast enough.
*Rwos takes out what could be throwing stars, except shaped more like axe blades. He throws them at the hunter. The blades illuminate as they fly, actively chasing Duncan as he dodges*
Duncan: Creative weapon you have there, Blade. *He fires his crossbow at the blades. They explode on contact* But I would have thought one of you could do better.
*Cracken crouched, amazed, dumbfounded, but most of all, humiliated, and angry. No one could have dodged that, no matter what. Yet he did, as if he knew where he was going to strike.
Well, I haven't had to use everything i had in quite awhile.
Gritting his teeth, he bowed his head, and concentrated. Dark energies swirled about him, filling him, consuming him. The building started to shake a bit as he stood up, with a dark glow about him. He opened his eyes, and looked at Duncan. His eyes where errily completly black.
Suddenly, he burst forward with such speed, the very ground tore up behind him. He cought up with Duncan, and screamed*
FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN YOU COWARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Using Sith powers not used for years, he attacked Duncan with a furry like none other.*
((OOS: Before anyone makes an argument, this is Dark Rage. it's a power in JKII:JO that dark jedi and sith a like can use to make themselves faster, and stronger. Because Cracken has a wierd sorta magic use, he can make it even better than those before.))
((Yeah, Irvine was about to, but shruged it off.))
*Irvine walks off towards the book section of the library, keeping an eye on Cracken. He couldn't help but to root his father on. almost effected by the burst of dark energies from cracken.*
*Greer decides that the blasters won't work, he quickly launches himself at Duncan, hoping to distract him and help the others finish him*
*Deac moves down above Duncan, narrowly missing him. He spins, aiming for the crossbow with every swipe*
Deac: You move quickly, but you shall falter....
*Sees Cracken do the dark rage. Part of the effect is that it harms lightsiders*
Deac: Oh...hell....feeling weak...weaker...Cracken...stop...you're...slowing me...
*Flax comes to the conclusion that he should be fighting, he cracks his knuckles then activates his saber.*
Flax: Now lets see.... Ah! *Swings at Duncan's midsection.*
((OOS: Scar, Irvine and STarr are supposed to be escorting Gillian to find what she needs, so we can get the hell out of there. Just an FYI))
((It's not that Irvine is mortaly wounded. just that the bolt is still lodged in side his chest somewhere. He got pissed, so when he healed himself, he forgot to force the bolt out ^_~
that is if these are physical bolts we are talking about here, and not energy weapons.
And I think I made it obvious that Irvine WANTS those two on his ship. And not flying around in the open as an open target. No offence to anyone, but you'd think that a ship flying around while there is a crap load of evacuations going on, would be less noticable then a group of individuals on flying disks...))
((That may be true, however seeing how they have reached their destination, going to a ship without achieving their objective is pointless....))
*Hildr sat and listened to the fight going on in the library. She was waiting for her comrades to finish. Hildr was ready to go home*
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Asgard
*Odin was on a com unit talking to Skadi*
Odin: She is still plagued by the dreams?
Skadi: Yes. we will be there shortly. Hopefully the Norns can help her.
((OOS: Flax wasn't with the group, BD. I'll assume he just got there :)
Scar: Obviously our characters don't agree...besides Gilian does have a cloak for her glider (and disks), she just didn't use it.
You also missed the point of what Cracken said. Starr and Gilian are in another room. Remember how the books were in a storage room? So your post about Irvine leading Starr to his ship couldn't have possibly happened.))
*Duncan dodges*
Duncan: Ah, a Jedi...so the law has arrived?
*He casually shoots down Greer, knocking the man unconscious with a wounded shoulder. He turns in Cracken's direction*
Duncan: How amusing. One of you calling a man a coward? *dodging Cracken's Dark Rage attacks* A Sith's rage...so you really are the same as the others.
*Noticing Deac is being weakened by Cracken's strange power, Duncan fires several immobilizing bolts into his side.
Rwos tries to move to help his friend. But something invisible weighs down on him, slowing his footsteps. He finds it harder and harder to move...
Suddenly, with a measure of shock, he realizes.*
K'Warra.
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Starr: *holding his injured arm* What are you looking for?
Gilian: A scent. *The device she hols reads "Tracing" then switches to "Found". A topographical map of what was clearly Coruscant buildings comes up on display*
((Fine that scene can come up afterwards ^_^))
Irvine: *running up to starr and gillian.* "Come on, we have to go, now"
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Reaver: *to deac telepathically* <'Having trouble moving?'>
*The skulls on the handle glow, as an unwillingly hand of deac's drops a lightsaber and clenches down on the handle of the Reaver. Small bits of magical energies enter Deac's body, allowing him to move more freely, minus the infinite grip on the Reaver itself.*
Reaver: *to deac telepathically* <'One strike should be enough to weaken him. I should be able to drain a little bit of his blood more effeciently then I was in my previous form.'>
*Deac turns to look at the strange sword hung over his back*
Deac: Never thought to use you
*Deac deactivates his lightsabers moves toward Duncan*
But I don't trust you
*Tries to let go. Fails*
Guess I have to.
*Charges toward Duncan*
*At this point Drago arrives, with Lelan slung over one shoulder and a blaster carbine on the other.*
Drago: My Lord, catch!
*Drago tosses Flax his Blaster, Flax advances, blaster in one hand saber in the other.*
Flax: You have exactly two seconds to give me a reason to cause GBH.
*Drago makes a bee-line for the door.*
((In case no-one noticed Lelan is once again human and so is Drago, and quite frankly he was looking foward to retiring and buying a farm.))
*Cracken continues his onslaught, now fully enraged that he couldn't hit Duncan.*
Duncan: How amusing. One of you calling a man a coward?
*Duncan round houses Cracken at inhumane speeds, knocking him to the floor, sending him sprawling.*
Duncan: A Sith's rage...so you really are the same as the others.
*He's...taunting...me.... that... insolent........*
FOOOOOOOOL!!!!
*Cracken began yelling at the top of his lungs. He began to draw as much energy to him as possible. The buildings' foundation shook wildly, threatening to bring down the ceiling. He slowly stood up, on hand behind his back. The energies he continued to draw into himself created a wind around him, swirling his hair. Cracks grew in the floor around him. He didn't care about the damned vampires or the blackness threatening the galaxy. He just wanted Duncan DEAD.*
DODGE...THIS!!!
*With that, he threw from behind his back a small over powered Ultima ball, primed to take out 3 city blocks. With that final outburst, his body gave out, and as he hit the floor, he thought At least he's dead...*
((OOS: FYI everyone that Cracken and I are cooperating in this instance, in case the acceptance of character controlling is confusing you ^_~
Admiral: Grevious Bodily Harm, I believe))
*If Cracken had stayed conscious another second, he would have seen he had not hit the floor. He would have seen that the world had pulled away from underneath him at the last moment and dissolved into whiteness. He would have also seen a certain little girl looking at him with a disapproving stare.
The others in the library saw him fade away.
Another circumstance that occured purely by chance was that the Ultima blast saved Drago's life. Duncan had had his crossbow sights trained on the back of the man's head when the blast came.
Duncan promptly lowers his crossbow and swings his sword in a parabolic arc. A ring of energy forms catching the Ultima blast. Duncan seems surprised at this result, even more so when the Ultima begins absorbing the energy into itself.
Duncan swings his sword and hurls the blast into the ceiling, completely dissolving it. A wind is created that blows everyone backwards from the center of the blast effect.
Duncan looks at the floor where Cracken had been*
Duncan: He was the fool.
*Without turning around, he points his crossbow behind his back and rapidly fires bolts at Deac and Flax, the only two left standing.
Rwos finds himself now completely unable to move.*
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Gilian: We have our next destination. We have to leave, now!
Starr: *wincing* Can't you use one of those 'teleporters' you otherdimensional beings constantly seem to have?
Gilian: I don't have one on me...Rwos does. Besides, the others...
((Red: Thank you. I never heard that before.
BD: Should that line have a "not" in it. As in a reason not to cause...))
Irvine: *speaking what he sensed* "Father's gone. He created a powerful ball of energy, I think he drained too much of himself into it."
*The small room's foundation begins to crack.*
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*A small bit away, the Fused Irvine is more calm. He stands, arms at his side.*
Fused Irvine: *twin voice* "Yes, Yeeeeesssssss! Those two are too weak for themselves! Ha!"
*He senses what is going on, he expresion changes from a pleased to a snarl. He jumps out the window, and flys towards to library in a crazed anger.*
*Greer regains conciousness, tries to move the arm in which the bolt hit, but could only move it weakly*
Greer: That's gonna leave a scar.
*Greer picks up his sword with his good arm and tosses it at Duncan, hoping to cause the bolts to miss*
Deac: You're good. Really good. Tell me. How fast can you dodge? No matter. I'll find out.
*Deac goes into force speed, extends the Reaver and force jumps around the room, moving gradually toward Duncan*
((Amiral, yes the lack of not was a typo. *Gets confused, checks sentance.* Yeah.))
*Flax sees the bolt, he force jumps and sumersults, bringing his saber up defensive and drawing the force around himself.*
Drago: Sod this!
*Legs it.*
((OOS: Scar, how are we supposed to believe RH Irvine is a "true Jedi" when he keeps coming with all these completely random (and very wrong) things? ;p))
Starr: DAMN! Not again!
*The two run from the room*
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*Duncan knocks Greer's sword away with his own. He looks at Deac and Flax.
As the two leap towards him using the Force to aid them, Duncan rapid-fires two bolts in the air, aiming where the two Jedi were headed. The bolts squarely hit both Jedi and knock them to the floor, the bolts' fires numbing and immobilizing them*
The faster you choose to move, the less able you are to stop...
*Duncan is about to say something aloud when Starr and Gilian burst in the room*
Duncan: Back again?
Starr: You will DIE, fiend!
*He ignites his crimson lightsaber and rushes at Duncan in a rage. Instead of dodging, Duncan brings his sword to catch onto the lightsaber. The two blades stick together as if held by powerful magnets. Before Starr could react to this unexpected development, Duncan had forced his arms aside and fired point-blank in his chest.
The Sith flies backwards, violently smashing into the wall. The impact knocks him unconscious, and he slumps down, the green-burning bolt stuck in his chest armor. Duncan turns to face Gilian, but makes no move to attack*
Sejhan: Now, K'Warra.
*K'Warra levitates upwards mechanically. He flies over the railing and lands in front of Rwos. The two begin glowing, a link of energy streaming between them*
Gilian: What in seven hells...NO!
*She rushes towards them. In an instant, Duncan is in front of her, blocking her with his sword, an impassable barrier*
Gilian: What are you doing? Duncan...you, you were always one of the humans out for justice! If you let this happen you'll be nothing but a murderer!
Duncan: Appealing to my moral code? How amusing. Especially for a vampire, not to mention one so vicious as yourself...
Gilian: I'm NOT that anymore!
Duncan: Really?
*Before she can move, Duncan's hand goes down to his waist and back up again, smashing a flask in her face. Gilian vamps out and reels back in pain, clutching her burning face, wiping off the liquid that had been splashed there*
Duncan: Somehow things seem just the same to me.
*K'Warra and Rwos rise into the air.
Rwos, unable to move, can feel K'Warra's mind extend into his. He could feel that the gargoyle was only half-aware of what he was doing...
He slams up his mental shields, but something was wrong. Something was rising inside him. Little dark shards being brought together into...*
The remnants of the Darkstar! Whatever it left inside of me when it possessed me...K'Warra is using it to form a pathway into my...
*K'Warra raises his hands. He turns translucent, skin appearing chrome instead of blue-green as if he was transforming into faded liquid metal. He stretches out two of his fingers and plunges them into Rwos' eyes*
...MIND!
*Rwos screams in agony, and the room is wiped in a burst of brilliance. Chrome snakes of energy run up K'Warra's arm, piercing Rwos' head and run back out, leaving no physical mark but causing enormous pain. The flow runs back and forth, engulfing both figures.
Then suddenly the brilliant energy is sucked back away into K'Warra. He levitates stiffly back to the floor. Rwos drops like a rag doll to the ground.
Sejhan: Did you find it?
K'Warra: *mechanically* Yes. It was exactly as you said.
*He extends his arm. A spinning vortex appears, images projecting from it. An image of Gerd, Rwos and Odin appears more brightly illuminated from the bunch*
Sejhan: Good. Then it's confirmed. *The portal behind him reopens. K'Warra levitates upwards and passes through it. Duncan, crossbow trained on Gilian, ascends the stairs and follows. The portal closes behind him*
Sejhan: *looking down at the unconcious bodies around the room, and Gilian standing in the middle of the room looking lost and horrified* Have a nice day.
*The demon turns and walks into the wall, fading out as he does so*
*Greer stands up weakly*
Greer: Anyone care to explain what the hell was that?
*Cracken opens his eyes, only to see glaring white. He cringes, and tries to move. He can't. He curses, and tries to use his magical prowess to heal himself.
Nothing.
He curses some more, and uses the tried and true Force not to heal, but to make himself at least sit up. His slowly sits up, pain coming from every movement he makes.
That basterd better have died from that, he thought. now upright, he slowly opens his eyes, only to see he was back in the white room.
With that pitiful child. Damn.
Slowly, as if he just woke up, he speaks*
Damnit, why am I back here. And you'd better stop answering in riddles or so help me, I will kill you too.
*He rubbed his head, the headache just began to subside. Barely.*
*The girl smiles*
Girl: I warned you you wouldn't be able to stop it. Why did you try?
*She folds her arms* You could have killed yourself. You overextended your powers and, shall we say, "tripped" on them. *haughtily* You should be thanking me.
Hildr: With so many people, they failed to do anything to stop those unknowns.
They are incredibly inept or something else....
*Deac regains consciousness and runs to Rwos*
Deac: Rwos...what just happened.
*Deac can then almost see a trail of evil leading away from Rwos.*
The Darkstar. I didn't know...he stole it!