The Third Jedi Civil War

He's stronger than I thought.. Rayce thought as he pulled back from attacking."..Just warming up!"he said to Sythe,his eyes flew over toward's the academy entrance,he could feel his apprentice's presence.
"..I've got no time for you..''Tilra said as she used her free hand to hold Zarach's saber in mid-air with the force"..Let me pass..im not looking for a fight''

 

"Both our Masters are busy at the moment and won't be available for a while. Why don't we play until they're done?" He asked mockingly.

"Well, why don't you get serious before I cut you down and feed you to a rankor?" He grinned, stabbing with one blade while slashing the opposite way with the other.

 

Rayce leaped back from the stab's and parried the slashing,at the same time he was looking for an opening.
Tilra looked over at him and glared"...Not today...I'll let you enjoy your hands for a little while longer...''she muttered

 

" LET me? More like barely be able to." He laughed to himself. " But I can't let you go in, so you're stuck."

Sythe showed no openings, he was actually acting causally. It was if he wasn't in a fight.

 

"..Oh?''Tilra muttered,then,using force speed she ran inside to assist her master.

All Rayce could do at the moment was dodge and parry

 

keiran sighed as he looked around the wastland of korriban, " i hate my life" he muttered
"time to go" keiran said as he hopped in his sleek starship, the Valcyn "huh, lets go" he muttered as he lifted off headed to corusant

 

"Master!!"Tilra shouted as she came to the scene
"Stay back!"Rayce shouted to her as he leaped back a great distance"...This opponent is beyond you''he said
"But master I can fight!I can help!"Tilra pleaded to Rayce,still holding her saber hilt tightly
"No..I'll be fine,just get out of here while you can!"Rayce shouted to her

 

The smell of exotic beverages and sweat from a multitude of alien races slammed into Ty as he passed into Makrix's Cantina. He smiled, this was his kind of place. Bar fights, gambling, drinking.

He walked toward the counter, nodding to a Ithorian behind the bar. "Coreillian Ale."

The Ithorian bartender nodded and began to prepare the drink as another being sat down at the far end of the bar, it's eyes fixed on the back of Ty's neck. Ty didn't turn, but instead accepted the drink, and summoned his small shoto lightsaber to his hand beneath the counter.

The being drank slowly, taking in every movement and gesture, sizing Ty up as if he were a pod racer. It would have annoyed any one of the patrons if the being were sizing them up, but Ty remained calm, sipping his drink in a illusional peace.

He withdrew the datapad from his vest pocket, re-reading the message to meet on Talus, wondering who X was.

As Ty began to swig the last of the drink, his senses peaked, and he flipped backwards, over the being and igniting his shoto, pointing it at it's back, all the while still drinking his ale.

"What do you want?"

The being paniced as the nearest patrons began to shuffle away from any possible gun fire or blood bath, "You followed the messenger."

"Are you X?"

"No. Just another messenger. I bring a warning, i've followed you since Dathomir, you are in peril."

Ty frowned, and pushed the blade forward, carving a small hole in the beings back. The being roared in pain, it's hood falling away to reveal a blue skinned Duro.

"I'm always in peril, comes with the territory. Anything of importance I should know about before you lose a limb?"

"Jedi Malot lives."

The blade extinguished as Ty grasped the Druo's arm, dragging him into a secluded booth.

 

Sythe watched it fold out. " Listen to your master. It's an inevitable death if you fight me."

 

than, instead of going to corusant, he headed for the toprawa system, "I'll say i've completed my mission there, lose this guy whose following me, and get to dantooine before tomorrow"

OOC:it's literally a straight line to the toprawa system from korriban and than a short trip to dantooine

 

Tilra winked at him
Rayce's expression of nervousness was replaced by surprise"...where did you--didnt I say not to use one of those?''he asked
Tilra shrugged"Scold me later...can I...you know..use it''she mumbled
"..No...im going to do this by ---NOW!!"Rayce sudenly shouted,then used Force Speed and ran past Tilra and Zarach,he headed for the cantina
Tilra threw a concussion grenade at Sythe and followed Rayce,using force speed as well

 

Sythe stood there. " Did they try to trick me? It's easy to read a person's thoughts when they hold them out to others...."

Zarach was on his back, laughing wildly at the antic the two Jedi had pulled. If they had been any funnier, he would have gone mute.

 

"..They can laugh all they want,but we escaped... sith are all talk..''Tilra muttered as she entered her ship,which was across from Rayce's
Rayce climbed aboard his own ship"...We head to coruscant and inform the Jedi High Council..then,If you'd like,you can come with me to Manaan...the republic is low on bacta...effective bacta anyway..''he said,his cockpit door closed and he took of into the atmosphere with Tilra right behind him.

 

The engine had been cut by Sith Troopers earlier, recognizing their chance. They were a small squad from the distinguished Gloom Walkers. Once the home of Darth Bane himself. But the Law of Two lasted shorter than wanted. Now there was a Order of Sith that did not weaken any. They had learned the hard way how to fix that.

 

OOC: im considering this god modding...or powerplay..I cant hit Sythe..and you wont let me escape...what are you trying to do?...

 

Hahaha, jk. I'm making someone else. I wanted to see your reactions!

Name: Ferra Akeesh

Species: Bothan

Legion: Jedi

Position: Jedi Knight

Description: A young bothan that's family was raided by the Sith the day before she was taken to train as a jedi. She is fifteen years old and has a serious personality.

No pic.

 

OOC: you in :D

 

I asked you a question...screw it im just ignoring it..

Rayce and Tilra had finally arrived in Korriban space"...You go first Tilra..I'll cover you..''he muttered through to comm
"..Be careful master..''Tilra pleaded before jumping into hyperspace,destination:coruscant.

Rayce was silent,and he was going to wait a minute and make sure no one was following.

 

"Zarach, take half of the Gloom Walkers and personally find them." Sythe ordered.

Zarach simply nodded and left.

 

Rayce waited an extra minute,just to be cautious,and he was also sensing any cloaking ships
Tilra had arrived in Republic space above coruscant,she began manuevering past Republic ships and fighter's in her way and headed to the surface.