The Port of Curatch (RPG-open)

[Old Crow75]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav disengages the hyperdrive and the Breath of Providence drops out into regular space. The ship immediately begins to drift. It is devoid of maneuvering thrusters, and has only minimal support capabilities. After a narrow escape from the jaws of death at the hands of Alpha’s Dragon Fleet, Dav and Spadix now find themselves lost in a strange system. They are in bad need of rest and repair.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Spadix sets to work on the engines while Dav crawls under the navigation console to try and bring those systems back online.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp After a few hours, the ship is humming again. The catch is that the solid fuel tanks are drained and the guidance system of the hyperdrive is totally fused from Alpha’s ion cannons. The fact that they made it this far without it is evidence of a miracle in Dav’s mind.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The Nav system comes back online and tells them that there is a planet nearby. While the planet itself is uninhabitable, scanners show that there are at least 3 large ports on one of the moons. Dav climbs into the pilot’s position and heads for the moon.

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp As the Breath of Providence sets down in the port of Curatch, the locals can’t help but notice the battle damage along the ship’s surface from the recent encounter. As the ship settles on its landing struts, Dav unfastens his restraints and turns to Spadix.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “We’ve got to get solid rocket fuel for the emergency backup, and a new guidance system for the hyperdrive. Which one do you want to handle?”

[Spadix From HPC]

Hyperdrive.(OOC: this you Dav?) ::Spadix stands up & streches:: man... took longer than I thought it would.

[Dav Jarviss]

OOC-Yeah, that's me. I forgot to switch over profiles from another board. Oops.

[Dav Jarviss]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “We’ll meet back here in four hours and we’ll go get something to eat,” Dav tells her. “You can use anything onboard that you need to for bartering. I’ve got all the wampa Pelts, there’s the plunder that we took today, plus I have a locker full of weaponry that we can trade if need be. If you get in any trouble,” he touches her forehead with his index finger, “just use your… mind-thing and let me know. I’ll come running.”

[Spadix From HPC]

::Spadix laughs:: that Mind thing is the force. & don't get drunk!Or better yet, drink at all! otherwise I'm gonna hafta kick your ass. ::Spadix glares, then starts to laugh:: besides, I don't wanna drag you back to the ship. K. See ya latter! Gonna check out the local merchants. If you need help, just concentrate & I'll be there soon. ::Spadix jogs off the ship. She slows down to a walk once off the ramp. She looks around, & Starts to head in the general direction of the market:: hm... hyperdrive... hyperdrive... ack! ::Spadix crashes into someone. She skids back & lands on the ground. She's up in a second & glaring at the guy:: oi! watch where your going buddy! ::She notices the guy is dressed up. He carries a sword, encrusted in jewls::
Guy(in a stuck-up voice): Well escuse me, but I belive that YOU crashed into ME, peasant.
Spa: Baka. Bring it, don't sing it. You got any quarels w/me, then let's fight. If not, then get outa my way. Otherwise I'll hafta MOVE you physicaly... or mentaly... either way, it's all good.
Guy: Do you even KNOW who your dealing with?
Spa: No. Nor do I care, baka. Now, get outa my way, or fight me.
The guy was slightly taken aback. NO one talked to him like this.
Guy: Well I'm going to tell you anyways!
Spadix yawns.
Spa: yeah well, get it over w/then. I have things to do.
Guy: I am Prince Garos, Prince of this land!
Spa: well la-dee-da. & I'm Spadix, Princes of Vegeta. Ya got a problem w/that?
Garos: You? a... Princes? Ha! Proposterous!
Spadix nails the Garos in the stomache.
Spa: Well, I'd LOVE to chat. But I have buisness. So Ja Ne Minna.
Spadix takes off. Walking briskly, ignoring the odd looks from the other ppl. She walks into the first Parts shop she saw.

[Dav Jarviss]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav finds a fuel dealer who deals mostly in energy propulsion. He does not know exactly what Dav needs, but he knows of a man in the slums that deals in lamp oil and crude petroleum that may be able to help him. Dav thanks the storeowner and gets directions to the slums.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp On his way to the Curatch ghetto, Dav stops by a small booth on the side of the street to pick up a strip of jerky. Chewing as he walks, Dav heads toward the slums.

[Dav Jarviss]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp In the Curatch ghetto, Dav picks his way through the sullied streets. He passes dirty naked children who stare with guarded eyes as he passes. The people here are live from minute to minute, each new face promising either a new score or a new problem. He can feel the hungry stares upon his back as he passes through the shanty town toward where the lamp-man lives.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The hut of the lamp-man is a cardboard and plywood structure covered with moss and mud to hold it together. There is a hole in the roof with smoke billowing out of it as Dav approaches. The hut home of the lamp-man is a poor and ramshackle dwelling, but it is a palace compared to the other homes in the area. Dav brushes aside the sheet that is used for a door and steps inside.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Inside, the hut is a deathtrap. Jars of poorly sealed, leaking, dirty fuel oil line makeshift shelves around the perimeter of the hovel. In the center of the room an open fire burns in a 50 gallon drum which has been rigged into a sort of stove. The smoke from the fire fills the room, staining the walls and everything within them with soot and ash. Dav coughs as his eyes adjust to the relative darkness of his surroundings.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Can I help you?” comes a gruff voice from the other side of the stove.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I’m looking for fuel,” Dav said, still trying to see the figure before him.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “What a coincidence,” the figure says, “I just happen to sell fuel.”

[Alpha]

Alpha lands his shuttle on the far side of Curatch, and takes is last normal crystal katana and his Sword of Life out, and clips both of the sheaths to his belt. Alpha lowers the ramp, and walks out, ignoring the questioning looks from the passerbys as they see his weapons. Alpha keeps himself closed off to the force, as he walks, not wanting to be bombarded by feelings and thoughts of others.

"Let's see...Which way? I think this way should do..."

Alpha walks through one street, but gets stopped by a pair of guards.

Guard:"Halt!"

Alpha looks at the guard as he'd look at a worm. "What do you want?" Alpha asks with contempt in his voice.

"You are not allowed to carry weapons here."

Alpha doesn't resort to using "Jedi Mind-Tricks" and simply brushes past the guard.

"Hey!" the guard grabs Alpha by the shoulder, and turns him around, but stops when he sees the clasp on his cloak.

"I'm s-sorry," The guard stammered. "I didn't realize you were a 'shaper"

"Well now that you know, I need to know where the Tolarian Acadamy is now. I am in need to see the head of the place, Barrin," Alpha smiles, and waits for the guard to tell him.

"It's 3 miles north," The guard points in the direction of the place. "I'll tell Barrin you're coming."

"No! I want this to be a suprise," And with that Alpha turns around and walks towards the Acadamy. Alpha finally opens himself to the force again, and senses for a moment a famillier presence. It takes Alpha a second to identify it, and then he does.

"Spadix..."

[Dav Jarviss]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav finishes looking around the vacant lot that the lamp-man has converted to a storehouse and heads back for the hut. The tanks and barrels are all salvaged from Curatch’s junkyards and rivers, most of them leaking almost as much fuel as they hold. They are all patched and repaired, some more effectively than others. The lot carries the foul acrid odor of drifting fumes and caustic chemicals. Dav wonders how it is that the whole place hasn’t yet blown up.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “…so I don’t think I have what you need.” The man finishes.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “If that’s the highest octane content that you’ve got I’d have to agree with you.”
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Mostly this stuff is used for harvesters and wagons. Some of the younger kids up-town have carts that they race, but they’re nothing like a starship. The stuff I’ve got wouldn’t do much for your purposes. When you lit the fuse on this stuff you’d be lucky to pull out a fart outside of the atmosphere. You need a high-octane/oxygen suspension fluid. Rocket fuel. The only folks around here who sell that stuff are inside the palace walls.”
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Why did the guy at the market send me down here, then?” Dav asks, stopping in his tracks.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The man smiles. His few brown teeth are matched by his browning face. “He wanted you to come see how the other half lives. Those slavers in the market are all bastards with a capital ‘B.’ They look down their noses at anyone who comes around looking different than them. “
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav looks at the lamp-man with surprise. “Slavers?”
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The man waves his hand, dismissing the notion. “Sure, it’s the slave-trade that keeps Curatch in business. I wouldn’t worry though… they mostly deal in kids.”

[Alpha]

An hour and a half after Alpha sets out he spies a huge building, and goes towards it, thinking it's the Acadamy. As Alpha walks in he knows he is very much mistaken. He sees slave children in the halls, and as he nears the grand audience chamber, he sees what can only be a Cateran

@#%$! I am in deep trouble

The Caterans are mercanaries, that normally hunt under the payroll of the various sith groups. They normally hunt for Jedi. They also ship out slaves of Jedi and children.

"Both of which I happen to be...Unless they consider a 12 year old an adult."

Alpha attempts to sneak out, but is caught by an Enforcer-Hideous boar headed, 4 armed creatures with a stinger tail full of venom. It hisses and Alpha understands the language, and shakes his head.

"Leave me alone, or you will not live to regret the mistake."

The Enforcer doesn't get the message, and continues to press Alpha. Alpha unsheaths his Sword of Life, it's firery blade blinding the creature for a second, and Alpha then brings the sowrd down, killing the Enforcer. alpha runs out, and heads towards the Acadamy, which he can see on the horizon.

[Spadix From HPC]

::Spadix sences Alpha's presence:: aw @#%$... now I gotta put up w/Alpha around. Damn... I can never go anywhere w/o having a Jedi around. Ah well.

[Jedi Alpha]

Alpha finally gets to the Acadamy-He double checked that this was it-and opens the main doors. He looks at some of the younger kids inside the Tolarian Acadamy, and smiles at them. One of them runs off and Alpha hears him say something.

"Barrin!Barrin!We have a visitor!" The child said.

Alpha swallows hard, and looks as an old man walks out of the room the child ran into. "What is going on?" The man says, who Alpha knows is Barrin.

Barrin stops short and looks at alpha. "Why I'll be...Is that you Satine?"

Alpha nods. "I go by alpha now, and am a Jedi, but yeah it's me."

"Why are you here, and what's with the weapons?" Barrin points to the katana and the Sword of Life hanging on Alpha's belt.

"Why I'm here is to see how everything is doing. As for the weapons, they're my personal weapons. One of which you might wanna see."

Alpha unsheaths his Sword of Life, and let's the blade give quite a bit of light into the room.

Barrin gasps, and looks at the Sword. "I had heard rumors," he said. "But I didn't know you actually had one of those. That makes you a SpellShaper master."

"And a PlasmaShaper Master. Not to mention the only light side PlasmaShaper. The only other one's in the Sith."

Barrin and Alpha talk a little bit more, and then Barrin shows alpha to his temporary quarters. Alpha puts his weapons on the back of the door, and lies down on the bed, thinking everything over...

[Dav Jarviss]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav pays the lamp-man a platinum chip- more money than the man has ever seen at one time in his life- and heads back to the market.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp What was it Spadix had said? Just think about her and she would sense it? Could it work? Dav concentrates on one phrase- =Spad, be careful!=
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp

[Spadix From HPC]

Spadix was walking along a street, looking for a parts shop, when four gaurds block her way.
Spa: Oi? WTH? get outta my way.
G1: Your coming w/us. Order of the prince Garous.
Spa: yeah right... LIKE I'd do THAT.
G2: YOu will come w/us. It's usless to resist.
G3: If you don't, you will be tourtured beond belif.
Spa: well, for the Angel of Death, a Dark future seems most apropriate.
G4: huh?
Spa: nevermind. & NO, I WON'T go w/you.
G2: then you leave us no choice. ATTACK!
Spadix smirks.
Spa: & You leave me no choice.
Spadix throws G1 into a wall, she slices G2 in half, G3 & 4 are send flying somewhere.
Spa: Baka's. Know how strong you enimy is befor you attack.
Spadix continues on her way. She continues to get more odd looks.

[Old Crow75]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Spadix can sense a presence watching her. It is an odd, indistinct feeling. She cannot tell where it is, only that it is in the street somewhere. The feeling fades and reappears like bad radio reception as she continues to walk the avenues of Curatch.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp

[Jedi Alpha]

During the dinner, Alpha talks to Barrin, at the instructor's table about what all has happened. alpha finishes telling Barrin about all that's happened since he left the Tolarian Acadamy, and joined the TSC just as the children go to bed.

"I also heard you had some special sort of armor Satine-I mean Alpha."

"I do, it's a sort of bio-armor, I'll show you."

With that, alpha turns his armor into Draconic mode, and then into a combat mode, where one arm has a huge fusion cannon built into it.

"Interesting," Barring says. "I think I have something for you."

Barrin opens a hidden closet in the wall, and motions Alpha over saying, "I always knew I'd need to keep this stuff for a while...It's yours now."

Alpha looks into the closet and sees a set of armor that radiates with SpellShaper energy. Alpha then gives his bio-armor a command, and it shifts into a black jumpsuit. Alpha puts the armor on, and feels it amplify his SpellShaper powers.

"Whoose armor was this?" Asks Alpha, as he fits his cloak over the armor.

"It was owned by a man named Ashnod, someone you've probably heard of."

Alpha nods. "He's a legend almost. Thank you for the armor, but I must go for now..." alpha uses the force, and his weapons come flying to him, and connect to his belt. "I need to find a couple of people I came here looking for"

"I inderstand," Barrin says, smiling. "Just come back and visit, and maybe even help teach the students once in a while"

"I will..."

Alpha then walks out of the hall, and out the building, making his way back to the city.

{OOC:The armor looks like this: <img src=i3.ac.yahoo.com/users/4/1...mgald.jpg> (http://i3.ac.yahoo.com/users/4/1/1/0/aandc_collectibles-img442x600-967579554knightofstromgald.jpg>)}

[Spadix From HPC]

*Spadix looks around then Shrugs* I'm losing it. Oh well. well, I already lost it.

[Jedi Alpha]

A couple hours later, Alpha, in his new armor, enters the city, the guards keeping some distance from him. Alpha looks around the city using the force.

[Darth Red XII]

*Red in the shape of a small pendant on Spadix's neck laughs to himself*
hehe she has no clue im here hehe
*Still silently thinking
I hope things dont get to thick around here i wanna keep my presence on the low down

[Jedi Alpha]

Instead of finding two Sith, Alpha finds 3.

"What the?"

alpha wonders what the third presence is.

[Darth Red XII]

*Red trys hard to mask his presence*
Damb its Alpha

OOC: who ya callin Sith buddy hehe i am witout a home as of now the Sith truned me down sayin i was to good hearted hehe

[Jedi Alpha]

{OOC:Sorry bout that...I automatically assumed you were a sith too.}

[verse dawnstrider]

::The Silver Fang lands in a nearby Docking Bay. Verse Dawnstrider gets out his ship. The Garou Walks onto the streets of the broken down town. Verse smiles. It has been a long time sence he has been to a place such as this. Dressed in his normal cloths of white tank top; white trench coat and pants; and white white boots. The young 17 year old breaths in the deep air and makes his way to the nearest food booth. As the Warrior eats his food two guards come to him.::

Guard 1- That is not allowed her Sir.
::The guard points to Verse's unlite Light Scythe on his back. Verse almost laughs at how the gaurd is unaware that this staff is really an unlite scythe. Verse doesnt have time to play though::

Verse- What weapon?

::Verse waves his hand and does a "Jedi mind trick"::

Guard 2- sorry sir, our mistake.

::Verse smiles and walks into the shadows. Verse uses the force to make an illision to make himself look like a gaurd. Verse walks through the town looking for Alpha.::

[Spadix From HPC]

*Spadix gentaly fingers the pendant around her neck* hm... where can I find a parts shop? & What is that presence... *Suddenly Spadix is lifted off the ground by a force* Huh? wha?
Voice: So... we meet again, Princess Spadix.
Spa: huh? SHOW YOURSELF COWARD!
Suddenly Garous steps out of the shadows.
Garous: so... Call me a coward. Your in now position to comlain.
Spa: Wanna bet:?!
Suddenly Spadix lands on the ground. Garous smiles.
Garous: You have something I want.
Spa: what?
Garous: The Jikan key.
Spa: You think I'd give that up to YOU? The only ones who can handel the power of the Jikan keys are the Garudians of Jikan(Note: Jikan is the Japanse word for Time). & I'm the only one on THIS planet.
Garous: oh realy? we'll see about that.
Garous jumped forward, reaching for the silver chain around Spa's neck. He Yanked on it, exposing a small clock from under Spa's shirt.
Garous: I KNEW you had it! Give it up!
Spa: not in YOUR life time, baka.
Spadix pulled the chain off her neck.
Spa: I call upon the power of the Jikan! I need your help!
blue light covers the area. Garous is blown away.(Note: Spadix is a Magick User)
Spa: K'so...

[Jedi Alpha]

Alpha walks around, and stops suddenly, seeing a Cateran Enforcer on the roof of the building. The Cateran sees him too, and jumps at alpha. alpha automatically unsheaths his Sword of Life, and notices, too late, that he is surrounded. Alpha fires a plasma bolt into half of the caterans, paralyzing them. the others alpha sets to work on carving them up.

After Alpha finishes off the last of the Enforcers, he opens himself up to the force, and senses another Jedi. alpha sheaths his Sword, and walks towards the location of the other
Jedi.

[Spadix From HPC]

OOC: is it just me, or does That new pic of Tenchi look like he has a bust? lol. TENCHI THE WOMAN! ^^;

[Darth Red XII]

OOC: man Alpha just cant win hehe

[Spadix From HPC]

OOC; not when I'm around!

[verse dawnstrider]

::Verse walks around the town toward Alpha. Useing the Force this is a simple task. Most of the people back away when they see him (He stilll looks like a guard.). Verse looks ahead to see Alpha being chased by a group of unknown creatures.::

Verse- What in Gaia's name are those things? Time for the Grim reaper to help an old friend.

::Verse takes off his illision and Ignites his Scythe. Verse charges the creatures behind Alpha::

[Spadix From HPC]

::Spadix vaults up over a wall. She pumps her arms & sprints across a field to get away from the gaurds. she enters a forest & loses the gaurds. She Stops running & doubles over. She looks at the pendant & takes it off her neak. she notices something odd w/the pendant:: who... or WHAT are you? You aren't my pendant! Show yourself! ::Spadix flings the pendant to the groud::

[Dav Jarviss]

OOC- Hey Alpha... nice rack!! :lol: :lol:

[Darth Red XII]

It is me Red i was woried ya would get yourself into trouble so i tagged along.
*Red changes back to his real form*
I hope ya arent mad i just wanted to make sure ya had back up.

[Spadix From HPC]

*Spadix smiles gently when she see's it's Red* Thats OK. I'm just glad it's you. So... where's my REAL pendant?

[Darth Red XII]

*Red reaches into his pouch and pull Spadix;s pendent out*
There ya go
Whats with that pendant anyways?

[Spadix From HPC]

*Spadix blushes gently* well... I like it. It's kinda a good luck charm.

[Sniper Tondry]

Suddenly, Spadix and Red hear a voice down the street.

"If you want to live-" sniper Pierce Tondry says as he appears from around the nearest corner. "I suggest you keep your heart beating. By the way, my ship detected a known Jedi heading this way, and I figured I'd tell you in the interests of mutual assistance."

Tondry hefts his sniper rifle off his shoulder. "You see, if you need a ride, I've got a landspeeder around the corner. If you want to fight him... well, I want to watch."

[Jedi Alpha]

Alpha sees Verse coming towards him, and turns back firing a plasma blast, knocking a Cateran into a wall. Alpha looks at Verse as he stops by his side.

Verse:What are those things?
Alpha:Caterans. They're creatures the Sith enjoy using against the Jedi around here. The make slaves out of Jedi and children...both of which I happen to be. And they happen to hate 'Shapers.

Alpha unsheaths his Sword of Life, and then charges the Caterans, dodging a strike from one of their posionus stinger, and slices it off.

{OOC:Verse if you play magic they might sound familier. These ones are the Cateran Enforcers. It's a black Merc from the Mercadian Masques set.}

[verse dawnstrider]

::Verse looks at the creatures in discuss.::

Verse- Damn things. Now, for the reason I came here. I know you are after some Sith. I need to know who they are. That way we can rid this place of them.....

OOC: I know what they are, Verse doesnt. I have a Merc deck. And a Rebel/Merc deck.

[Jedi Alpha]

Alpha:"The Sith are Spadix, and Dav...My fleet tracked them here from their strike on the civillion ship."

[Darth Red XII]

*Red turns to Spadix*
Its your call on this one

[Dav Jarviss]

OOC-Alpha, I'm not Sith. I'm just an independent pirate.

[Old Crow75]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp From a bush in the courtyard, a slaver’s stun blaster levels at Spadix and her companion. The shooter uses his limited experience with the force to shield his mind and intent from the young sith. He wraps a gloved finger around the trigger and slowly squeezes.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Well, well, well,” Dav’s voice calls out from behind the shooter. “An old mask with an old bastard inside it.”
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The figure freezes in place. His helmet shields whatever emotions might be showing on his mysterious face. A synthesized voice emanates from the speaker of the mask. “That could only be Dav Jarviss.”
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Old Crow, you mercenary piece of filth.”
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Dav Jarviss, you bit of pirate scum.”
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Well, “ Dav says after a short pause. “Are we going to stand around here swapping love notes or are we going to kill one another?”
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Old Crow freezes in place for a long moment, then swings around toward Dav and fires…

[Dav Jarviss]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The blue bolt from the stun-rifle impacts Dav’s mechanical left hand, spinning him around. He brings his blaster up to fire just in time to see OC dive into the bushes. He fires three quick blasts which churn up explosive plumes of earth as they miss their mark. Dav looks at his left hand. It jumps and twitches as the fingers move in impossible combinations, the circuitry hopelessly overloaded. His hand rebelling against him he dives into the brush after his foe.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Coming out the other side of the bushes, Dav finds a steep wooded hill. As he spins and bounces down the side of the embankment, he catches a glimpse of OC rolling to a stop at the base. The mercenary quickly slings his stun rifle and raises his trademark weapon from his side. Dav tries to twitch and dodge as best as he can, but he is rolling so fast down the hill that he can scarcely perceive the world around him, let alone affect it!
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Several red arcs of energy impact the hillside around him as OC fires his carbine at Dav’s spinning form. Finally, Dav steers himself into a tree. He hits with a crunch and comes to a sudden halt behind the tree’s limited cover. Old Crow continues to blast away at the tree, throwing bark in all directions as his high-energy weapon eats into the soft inner tissue of the sapling.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp The blasts have attracted the attention of the park’s crowd sending them scattering in all directions. The hillside has become a vacant stretch of trees, home only to these two combatants. OC pauses for a moment in his destruction.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “So, you know this girl then, Dav, or is this just more of your humanitarian BS?”
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav listens to the sound of his old adversary’s voice and tries to draw a mental bead on him.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “The mercenary business is slow these days, Dav. Slaving offers a more steady paycheck.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav needs him to keep talking. “I would have thought slaving to be a bit too mundane for you, Crow.”

[Old Crow75]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Old Crow fingers the switch on his weapon selector. With a push of a button on his left wrist his visor displays a heat signature of the hillside. Cowering behind a tree he can see the pirate that he seeks.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “I’m not your ordinary slaver, Dav.” He switches the selector over to ready the barrel slung under the killing mouth of his carbine. The selector flips with the hollow click of a dry bone snapping under a booted heel. He raises the weapon to eye level and zeroes the sights on the tree.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp He pulls the trigger and a heavy thud breaks the silence as a large silver bolt flies out of the barrel toward Dav’s pathetic covered position.

[Dav Jarviss]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav hears the bolt spinning toward him and dives from his cover. He fires his blaster as he moves, coming just shy of OC’s head, hitting a tree to OC’s left. The great explosion of the tree sends splinter shrapnel through the air and knocks Crow to the ground.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp As OC’s bolt easily penetrates the tree that it was fired at, it deploys a deadly rain of razor spikes in all directions. Several of these spinning fangs bury themselves in Dav’s back as he slides down the hillside. Dav hits a couple more trees as he slides, finally losing his blaster before coming to rest.

[Dav Jarviss]

* * * * The wounded pirate rises to his feet at the same instant that Old Crow regains his composure. Crow’s weapon is likewise out of reach. The two look at each other, their eyes intense and hate-filled like wild animals. Jarviss reaches around and feels his back. He brings his hand back around to the front. His palm is stained red from the flowing blood. The only bright point is a shining silver sliver of steel between his thumb and forefinger.
* * * * Crow laughs. “You’re dead already, Jarviss,” he says. “Those blades were coated with Sartian venom. No antidote. No hope. No chance.” He laughs mechanically through the impersonal speaker of his helmet. “Looks like I win, Dav.”

[Old Crow75]

Jarviss drops the blade to the ground as he begins to feel the cold of paralysis creeping from his back to his extremities. He reaches into his coat for his holdout blaster, but he is stopped by the needles-and pins of numbness setting in. He fumbles for the activator, but his thumb feels like no more than a chunk of meat to him, and the weapon falls to the grassy ground. Dav follows it down.
Crow crosses to Jarviss’ limp form on his knees in the dewy grass. He looks at him for a long moment. “This is just too easy, old enemy. No last gasp for life? No return from the dead?” He reaches down and opens the front of Dav’s coat. There on his belt, Crow spies the gold lightsaber that Spadix repaired. He retrieves it and ignites the blade.
“What is an old space pirate like you doing with an elegant Jedi weapon like this? Hope you didn’t have to kill anyone for it. I know how that would hurt your conscience. That’s your problem, Dav, too much inside to hurt you. That’s why you never made it. That’s why you lost.” Dav struggles like a paralyzed dog to raise his head and look into Crow’s visor. “I’ll have that little Sith of yours, Dav. I’ll make her mine, you can bet on it. I’ll throw her in a cage and sell her to the highest bidder. ‘Course I might just take my share out of her before I put her on the block if you know what I mean.”
Dav moans low like the air has been let out of him. A tear wells up in his eye as Crow raises the lightsaber over his head and prepares to deliver the downstroke.

[Dav Jarviss]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav summons every bit of strength left in him. His moan grows to a roar as he brings up his mechanical left arm and deflects the glowing blade. A shower of sparks christens him as for the second time in his life he watches a lightsaber separate him from his appendages. The slice leaves a sharp point of metal and circuitry where his left hand once sat, and throws OC off balance. Dav brings his arm back and drives the point of his destroyed prosthesis into OC’s side, penetrating the gray material of his jumpsuit and soaking them both in red.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp OC staggers backward, the musculature of his right torso destroyed, and falls against a tree. Dav grins through numb trembling lips. “Looks like a draw to me.”

[Old Crow75]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Crow clutches his side and raises his gauntleted left arm to eye level. Pointing his fist at Dav, he unleashes a blast of energy from an integral holdout blaster mounted inside the gauntlet. The blast burns a flaming hole in Dav’s coat just over his heart and knocks the dying pirate backwards onto the grass.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Crow can hear a group of people approaching and he decides to make his exit. Bleeding but victorious he leaves Dav for dead.

[Jedi Alpha]

Alpha walks around, and stops as he sees the fight unfolding.

[Dav Jarviss]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav lies sprawled on the grass, a quarter-sized hole in his chest smoking like a crushed cigarette. He turns his swimming dizzy head to the side and looks at his mechanical hand lying next to him. It twitches slowly as it depletes what little energy it still contains. It looks much like it always did when he would drink. He smiled bitterly at the thought that he would never again get to taste the acrid joy of whiskey again. He looked up at the yellow sky above him as the clouds drifted by in the indifferent air. These clouds now looked down on the end of a life with no more regard than they would grant the passing of a bug into eternity. These clouds saw the creation of this port, and they would one day witness its destruction with the same quiet resolve.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav took a breath with heavy lungs. They felt as though they were filled with mud as he drew in each ever more difficult breath.

[Spadix From HPC]

*Spadix looks at The Sniper for a second, then smirks* & how 'bout... No. *Spadix raises her finger & points it at the Rifel. It's knocked off Tondry's shoulder & crashes through some trees* Baka.
OOC; Ugh... just got back from first day of school.... got lost 20+ times. Didn't get to TAG, don't have a locker(gotta get one tomorrow) & I fell like going Homicidle. Gomen. ^^; & Alpha, Red's the other Sith. Tondry & Dav. are independant.

[Sniper Tondry]

"You didn't have to toss my rifle away, you know. That's just pointless annoyance for me."

*Tondry hunts through the forest, trying to find his rifle.*

[Old Crow75]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Old Crow abandons his trade and ascends the plank into his ship. Slaving just became too dangerous for him.

[Dav Jarviss]

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Dav’s eyes began to grow peaceful as he felt the hand of death close about his heart. His voice no more than a dying rattle in his throat, his only sounds were within his mind.
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp -Spadix- he thought –take care of yourself, girl-
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp His thoughts drifted to his old partner Dallas who had left him only weeks earlier. He hoped that she could sense him somehow, he hoped that she could feel the peace that he found now as he never could in life.

[Dav Jarviss]

Alone beneath the trees, Dav Jarviss dies. His last thought is that he knew it would end like this.

[Darth Red XII]

Dav NNNNOOOOO
*RED flys into a rage setting trees and buildings on fire*

[Spadix From HPC]

*Spadix stands there. Tears start flowing down her face* Dav... I told you not to die... *Spadix walks over to where Red is setting stuff on Fire & gently puls on his arm, making him face. She looks at him for a second & then burries her face into his shoulder* oh goddess...
OOC: Gomen for not being on ^^; I had alot of work to do. Ugh. Gomen Again.

[Darth Red XII]

*Red holds Spadix and trys to comfort her as best as he can*
Hes in a better place now Spadix

OOC: Thats okies ive been mass busy to

[Spadix From HPC]

*Spadix looks up gently at Red* I know... I'm... just gonna miss him... thats all...

[Darth Red XII]

I know i will to he was a good friend
Spadix we better get off this planet
Any ideas how?

[Spadix From HPC]

*Spadix nods* Teleportation, Use Portals, Use Dav's ship... Take you pick.

[Jedi Alpha]

"You can leave without interference...My fleet won't stop you. I'm sorry for your loss Spa, and I wish I knew how to help you..."

alpha walks back to his fighter that is parked at the other side of the city, and jumps in noticing a message from Barrin. alpha pulls it up on the screen, and reads it it says:

" Alpha, I know you don't remember you're parents and if they're still alive they might be at the planet Mercadia living with the Cho-Arrim. You might want to check around there and Mercadia City...Good luck,

Barrin"

Alpha then takes off, and sets course for Mercadia, and unknowingly, a battle with Seraphim that destroys much of the area around the Cho-Arrim.

[Spadix From HPC]

::Spadix waves good-bye to Alpha:: thanks. I owe you one.