Star Wars meets The (slightly distant) Future: The Civil War :
Miles had found fighting the guards almost trivial - people who could not feel the call of the Force were usually rather easy prey. He observed the arrival of the pair of Jedi with almost a sense of relief: finally he would get a chance to demonstrate his mettle. "Two Jedi for little old me? I'm flattered," Miles said. He had just finished talking when one of them - he guessed she was the junior member of the pair, judging by her reaction - lunged at him. In an almost contemptuous fashion he raised a hand to try to shunt Janine away with the Force, though he kept his shimmering red bladed lightsaber ready to deflect the oncoming attack in case this failed. "I'll try not to hurt you too much, though if you get in the way there might be a... accident. Wouldn't that be a shame?"
Darth Talon unfolded his tail below him and fanned it forward, forcing him to backflip and barely dodge the lightning sent at him by the Jedi Knight. Clearly this woman wasn't someone to underestimate, as he felt dark emotion poured into the bolt that almost singed him. Landing on his feet, his lightsaber still activated, Darth Talon looked up at the Jedi woman and spotted her comrade fleeing into the hangar bay. Not wanting to fail his masters, Smith spoke into his communicator. "Men, move the cannons and aim at the hangar bay. Fire on any exiting ships!" Looking back at the Jedi, he put on a smirk as he asked, "Now, where did you learn to do that? As I recall, Jedi shouldn't put so much emotion into something so lethal. Weren't you informed of this little party of ours?"
"The cost is unimportant to those who reach the top. And as for who we are... we are simply the Sith" said Jayson, right before he gathered the force for two maneuvers... the first on his body to accelerate him and the second to use his levitation to throw around six little spheres at the room they just left, the one with the communications and defense consoles of the Jedi temple. Those six spheres were grenades primed to explode in around ten seconds. More than enough time for the Jedi to save the console if he did not choose to pursue Jayson. Or at least, that's Jayson's plan. He just knows that with the operation ruined before it could even start by this most inopportune event... well he had to get out of the temple as soon as possible.
"That is for me to know and for you to never find out" said the Grey Jedi, holding her saber with both hands as she moved to get some more distance between her and Darth Talon. She merely acknowledged the Padawan's decision with a nod of her head. Hearing his command through the communicator, she used her telepathy once again on the Padawan, only being able to warn him of some danger by the hangar's exit. "Though I guess it is obvious that if I knew of this party I would have made myself scarce a long time ago. This vulgar affair is hardly to my taste" Allara said as she used the Force on nearby pieces of debris from Talon's initial rush... levitating them to float towards her, ready to be used as projectiles.
edited 16th Apr '12 10:45:18 PM by daltar
"Ah, touchy, I see," commented Miles, gingerly stepping off of the guard's corpse and on to the floor as though it was the only safe part of the entire hallway. "I remember when I used to be a Padawan - at this very temple, even. Good times, good times... but you're not here to listen to me ramble on." "I'm Darth Praxis." Miles flicked his lightsaber in front of him in the traditional Makashi manner. The weapon droned hypnotically. "Now, I need to be on my way, as I'm sure you do too. So, let's make this quick, shall we?" His voice had acquired a distinctly malevolent edge as he finished speaking, and Janine and Atelia might have seen blue-white bolts of energy crackling across his left hand and jumping occasionally from finger to finger. He waited for the pair to make their next move, apparently content to observe their reactions. Despite his outwardly controlled appearance, Antares could not wait for the pair to make a foolish attack blinded by rage, at which point he would kill them as easily as scattering flowers on the wind. It would be a shame to finish them so quickly, but he could always find more Jedi to hunt down.
edited 17th Apr '12 2:53:09 PM by Clawthewolf
Hal wanted to pursue Jayson badly, but he had to make sure their was some way for the Jedi to coordinate themselves against the Sith, as his opponent stated they were. Rushing to the doorway of the communications room, he quickly used the Force to pull the grenades out of the room and letting them explode in the hallway. Until next time, Sith, Hal thought as he turned his focus from the escapee to the larger conflict in the Temple.
edited 27th Apr '12 10:09:14 AM by Insano
"I enjoy the art, but I find myself finding its crowd disgusting. Add that to the fact that I rather live to see the end of this day and many more to come" says Allara as she makes her move, levitating a pair of stones in front of her from the debris she levitated earlier. She then used her hand to Force Push them with all her strength towards the man in front of her... all the while praying for the Padawan to make it safely into a ship.
Jayson ran for his life through the Jedi Temple and towards the nearest exit available, be it a window or anything really. He was dressed with infiltration in mind, so no Jedi should attack him on sight but the annoying man that found him in the com room would surely take it upon him to reveal his bluff promptly. Thus he had not time to lose. Once he made it out he could either go to the remaining Sith forces, or if they were too few in number by them, simply go among the crowds and find his own way off the planet.
Hal began coordinating the Jedi, directing them as to where they should mobilize to best defend themselves. While the battle raged on below and around him, Hal spotted a certain Sith running down the halls, presumably to escape the Temple and flee to wherever they had come from. Found you, he thought. The internal defense system was still down from whatever had disabled the anti-air defenses, so Hal dashed out of the room and through the Venusian Temple. Knowing the place like the back of his hand, Hal was able to take shortcuts until he found himself standing in front of the exit he had deduced the Sith would take. He activated his lightsaber and began walking forward in a defensive stance to increase the distance between himself and the door, so that his enemy would be farther from escape when they met again.
edited 29th Apr '12 10:36:18 AM by Insano
Jayson found the annoying Jedi from before... once again, closing his path "Why, we see each other again. Is this fate or did you miss me already?"
"I'd say it was fate," Hal spoke before charging at him again, his saberstaff blades swung in a flurry of attacks.
By this point Aeron had made it to the hangar entrance. Fretfully he started evaluating the ships available to him, hoping that at least one of them would be operable... and that the Grey Jedi would be close behind him.
Jayson smirked as he activated his saber, running at him and engaging him in lightsaber combat. His own thrusting style of a fencer clashing with the other man's flowing saberstaff style. To say the truth, Jayson didn't knew how good of a chance he had in a fight with the other man... but given how much he kept getting in his way, Jayson was willing to take his chances to cut him in half.
"The only thing that will fail here is your foolish attack!" yells Janine as she attacks once again spinning her twin sabers as she strikes diagonally four times in quick succession at her enemy.
Hal was having an absolutely wonderful time trying to fight against the Sith's quick, fencing-like style. Gritting his teeth, Hal attempted to press his advantage. So focused was he in his fight, that his senses didn't foresee the enemy fire aimed at their section of the Jedi Temple, knocking him against a wall. Hal would be out long enough for Jayson to escape.
Meanwhile, after twenty minutes of attack, the Sith and their troopers would receive in their minds a multitude of whispers, telling the remaining Imperial forces to retreat to Mars, and attack with full force. Sith, find a way off your planets and head to Mars. Jedi, you're going to experience either a sudden inflow of enemy fire, or the non-Force Sensitive troops rallying to attack you while the Sith escape. Jedi on Mars, get the hell out of there. You have a message to deliver.
edited 1st Jun '12 3:51:17 PM by Insano
Jayson didn't stick around to see if he could finish the bothersome Jedi. He had a feeling he would regret that in the future... but stronger still was the feeling that if he didn't take the chance to escape now he would not have a future to regret that in the first place. Things were getting hot in the planet... the Sith forces would not be able to resist the Jedi counterattack with the few loses they managed to inflict. Not to mention... the whispers in his head telling him exactly what he had already figured out. Complete retreat. Jayson mingled in the crowds and instead of risking going to the Sith battleships, he moved to the private hangar where his small freighter awaited him.
Meanwhile on Earth and Venus, the Sith were fleeing the Temples, their ruse complete, as their troops and droids rushed by the numbers at the Jedi and the guards of the Temples. The Sith would get away from the planet and return to Mars to finish their assault there, while the Jedi of Venus and Earth would be too distracted to stop it.
Not quite prepared for the ferocity of the assault, Miles is forced backward, his lightsaber spitting defiance as he deftly blocks the blows. However, it is all too clear that the man was almost hit by the young Jedi's strikes. Hearing the sounds of his allies pouring into the temple, Antares smirked. "It's over. I suggest you run." Calling upon the energies of the Force, Antares amplified his physical abilities. Rather than trying to attack his opponents - surely his fellows would deal with them - the Sith leapt clean over the Jedi and ran deeper into the complex.
"Ah! Come back!" Janine yelled at Miles as he saw him escape... however she couldn't concentrate on him. Not with the waves of enemies coming to her and her Master. The Padawan let out a soft cry of frustration before she turned to meet the tide, twin sabers ready to defend her home.
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