The Second Second Wave

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

On the outskirts of Arcan City, two unmarked dropships deployed some two dozen excessively fashioned Dark Jedi and in unison they marched through the suburbs all the way to their destination, the infamous Bar and Grill. This was the site of the embarassing defeat suffered by a number of their kind some time ago and on this fateful day, retribution was in order.

"The day of reckoning for the Jedi is here!" Hissed a blue-hooded Reborn at the front of the ranks. His fellow Dark Jedi voiced their agreement in similar animalistic ways and the sea of blues, reds, oranges and greens marched on until they turned onto the road which took them straight to the Bar and Grill.

[Xazor Elessar]

Xazor was sitting in the Bar and Grill enjoying a cool glass of water. Training had taken it out of her lately and sitting here with friends was so nice. Suddenly she felt a disturbance in the Force, something which made her stand up and look about. It was strong and it was coming right for the Bar and Grill. She ran to the door and opened it, peering out. What she saw dropped her jaw and made her back away from the door. The Knight drew her lightsaber and cut it on. Two blue blades shot forth from each end, creating a double bladed, duel-phase weapon that could be disconnected in the center to make two sabers.

"Looks like we have company!"

The Knight called out to the unsuspecting patrons. Other Jedi in the bar had obviously felt the same thing she did for a few had began to get up and stand by her as well. She did not know what to expect...but she had a bad feeling about it....

[AmazonBabe]

:: AB stood abruptly at Xazor's announcment, her chair scraping against the floor. She quickly moved to the doorway where Xazor stood, her saber already unclipped and in her hand. She opened the door a crack to peer outside, and what she saw gave birth to a feeling of dread in the bit of her stomache. ::

:: Closing the door, she into the bar at the various patrons in there. ::

Everyone! Evacuate! Now! Through the back door in the kitchen! GO!

:: At once, people began to get up and hurridly make their way out through the back door and alleyways, surprisingly in an organized fashion, making their way to safety. ::

:: Once that was done, AB turned to the nearest NR soldier. ::

Call the Jedi. Tell them we have reborn Dark Jedi approaching. A swarm of them. Also inform the garrison we're going to require some assistance. And get the local authorities to clear the area.

:: The guard acknowledged and pulled out his comlink, calling those he had been instructed to. ::

:: She then turned to Xazor. ::

Time to meet the uninvited guests.

:: She then stepped through the doorway and onto the sidewalk. ::

[Xazor Elessar]

Xazor was a bit surprised by Master AB's quick thinking. Obviously she had done this before...or something similar. Xazor smiled slightly but then returned to her grim expression as she stepped out of the establishment and onto the sidewalk.

"May the Force be with us..."

She said a bit nervously. Calling upon the depth of the Force, she calmed herself and watched the approaching group. Reborn Dark Jedi....a terrible lot of them....

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Blood red saber blades began to pierce the wall adjacent to the front door, as a pair of Dark Jedi began to cut their way into the building, since the front door was denied them.

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

OOC: Just to clear a couple of things up:

<LI>Although the Reborn Dark Jedi are expendable, please don't go through them like a dose of salts as in the last thread they were being dismembered and slaughtered immediatly in single posts. Let's make this a bit more fun and not take them out immediatly.
<LI>The posts made by this account will be done in an organised fashion and sections of the posts will be labelled with the names of those whom the Reborn are attackin/interacting with at that time as will be seen.

Have fun. :)

IC:


Xazor:

"Your undoing is at hand, Jedi!" Spat a red-hooded reborn and leapt at the Jedi Knight in sync with a orange-hooded Dark Jedi, red sabers igniting in unison and clashed - as they landed simultaneously - with both ends of Xazor's double-bladed weapon, the force of the attack knocked her down to the floor.

As she recovered, Xazor found herself being pulled acorss the floor between the two cloned warriors who swung the fierce crimson blades towards her, one at her throat, the other towards her waist.

AmazonBabe:

With one Jedi being taken care off, two green-hoods used their combined strength and with the Force they ferociously threw an NRSF gaurd through the air and into the Jedi Master who luckily at the time had her weapon turned off. Although a skewered soldier would've been an added bonus.

Stepping inside, one of them ignited their red-bladed lightsaber and threw it like a spear in her direction whilst helping the man to his feet. The other manipulated a glass vase which was soared towards her head from behind.

[Alpha]

Satine heard the alarm from his quarters, and grabbed his weapons, his jumpsuit morphing into mithryl armor--lightweight, and super-strong. He runs from his room, past the med bays and to the B&G--which was connected to his wing of the LQ. Running in, Satine ignites his sabres in time to see the wall starting to get chopped to bits.

"By the force. Frell...We might be in trouble," he says, gettign right in front of the place where the Dark Jedi were cutting through, ready to take both of them on--one with each sabre.

[Xazor Elessar]

Xazor was a bit shocked at the quick actions of the Reborn. Suddenly she saw two blades coming at her, one at her neck and one at her waist. She quickly brought her saber into a parallel move to block both. She shoved them off of her and jumped up, then kicked both in the stomach. As they fell backwards, the Knight spun around and brought her saber blades to make a strike at their necks in hopes of beheading them....

[Loki Ahmrah]

Interrupting his conversation with Wargrave and Helenias was a growing sensation at the back of his mind, the little padawan felt a cold shudder up his back and he shivered a little. He attempted to focus despite this feeling of discomfort, what was more worrying was that he knew he had felt this way before and once a number of other Jedi sprung to action, Loki knew what was coming.

Helenias and Millard had also readied themselves, but Helenias was already armed being the woman she is, the Jedi Knight was entitled to carry her own weapons with her at all times. "Excuse me."

With that the boy hopped down from his seat leaving his book where it was and made his way over to the bar; he climbed onto a stool then jumped over onto the otherside.

"Don't worry Avolon, you'll understand in a moment!" He said to the barman and NRSF agent who had shot him a curious look, now he understood and he too readied himself.

"Now, let me see - a Gruvian Tovash..." Loki scanned the shelf of drinks then found the bottle he was looking for and poured a pint glass full of the alcoholic spirit whilst the attackers were being engaged.

[Navaria Tarkin]

Navaria was on her way to the Bar and Grill when the alarm sounded and then so did the alarm's in her mind go off.

She ran quickly through the streets and found a sight that caused her to gasp.

The Knight was not here the first time these Dark Jedi had attacked the Bar and Grill. She was on Yavin ... but not today.

Calling upon her strength and channeling the Force, Navaria pointed her hand at the Dark Jedi ... A group of them that were huddle close together found themselves shoved into one another with immense strength. Legs and arms jumbled together as they all fell to the ground in a crumpled heap.

Releasing her sabre from its clip, Navaria ignited her sabre, its brilliant blue colored beam matching the intensity that her own eyes reflected, and prepared for the retaliation.

[Alpha]

Satine ducks a slash from a Dark Jedi and kicks him away, looking at Nav.

"Nav! Who the hells are these people?"

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Alpha:

The Dark Jedi pushed through the doors and glared menacingly at the Jedi who stood in front of them. As their lightsabers came to life, one green hooded Dark Jedi pushed Alpha back with a force push as an orange hood pludged forward and swung at the Jedi's neck. One red hood advanced, his saber thrusting at chest level as the Jedi reacted.

Navaria:

Three red hooded Dark Jedi found themselves on the ground before as their lightsabers activated. They slowly crawled apart and then rose to their feet, leaping at the Jedi instantly. One closest threw his saber end over end at her midsection; another one leaping foward and slashing diagonally at her shoulder. The third red hood ran forward and dropped low, trying to take out the Jedi's legs with a sweep kick.

[Alpha]

The sabres met with Force shields, hitting them with a crack! The Jedi Knight ducks under another attack, and snap kicks one away, slashing at the other two, his black sabres a blur of motion...

[Navaria Tarkin]

OOC~ assuming a double sabre for one of them since it would look cooler

IC~ Two of the Dark Jedi were coming at her in different, yet smiliar, ways. This was going to be tricky ... especially with the one coming at her shoulder.

First she blocked the sabre that was coming down at her shoulder with a two handed parry and pushed him backwards with Force enhanced strenght.

She then cartwheeled to her left with one hand to avoid all the incoming insanity that was heading her way.

Navaria even had time to quip back at Alpha.

"I have no idea who they are but I can feel their impure intentions."

The Red Hooded Dark Jedi found no feet to sweep and that doubled bladed sabre found nothing but air as Navaria already was landing to his side and spinning around. She placed her trust in. Letting all her actions flow from the energy that was entering her body at a constant rate.

The apex of her spin, Navaria caught the double bladed sabre in mid-air and continued to turn so she would not be caught off balance by the sudden change in weight. The next turn the Knight use her blue blade to slash at the Dark Jedi's head that was still on the ground and used the double sabre to slash the stomach of the other Jedi nearby. Anyone watching this act so nothing more then a brown blur with red and blue sabres as extensions.

Being inside Dalethria's mind was truly serving a noble purpose. Her two handed fighting style was a natural instinct to navaria and ... one of the Dark Jedi had no weapon.

[Marcus Telcontar]

Not again

With a sigh, the cloaked and hooded being set his tankard down and put his pipe on the table. With a rather casual walk, the cloaked being moved to the edge where the battle was starting, considering and thinking.

And pointing.

One of the dark Jedi was swept off his feet, flying through the air and into the street.... directed into the air intakes of a speeder that was passing by. That would be a bit messy if he didn't somehow save himself.

His hands had no weapon in them for now.

[AmazonBabe]

:: The guard collided with AB, as she used her body to cushion his fall, while in turn using the Force to cushion her own fall. As she quickly stood, she began to help the guard up, who was already on his knees by the time she'd offered any help. It was at this time one of the green-hoods threw his saber like a spear while the other threw a vase towards her head. ::

:: Enough with helping the guard, she reached out with her left hand, her right holding the now ignited amethyst blade. With the Force, she "tossed" the vase aside, shattering it into a million pieces as it smacked into a wall. ::

:: She sidestepped the flying crimson saber, catching it's hilt as it soared past her. Swinging it around, she came to glare at the two Dark Jedi, holding two sabers. Snarling, one of them, the one still holding a lightsaber, lunged at her, as the other threw Force lightning at her. With the red blade, she caught the lightning, concentrating that it would be "eating" by the blade, and with her own saber, deflected the swing the other green-hood brought down on her. ::

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

OOC: Just for future reference, the strongest of these Reborn (blue hoods) just about match the abilities of a Jedi Padawan. They aren't very strong in the Force, hence their numbers - so they wouldn't be able to throw Force Lightning, but it's cool, just an exception. :)

IC:

Xazor:

The two Reborn brought there sabers up to intercept the Jedi Knight's devastating weapon just in time and keeping a firm grip on their weapons locked the Jedi's in place. Taking advantage of her predicament, the both landed to a swift kick to each kidney simultaneously.

As the orange-hood gave her a nudge backwards with the Force the red-hood took the opportunity to leap over Xazor whilst distracted and upon landing hoped to cleave her in two, swinging for her waist from behind. The other charged in a brought his saber down to slice her right down the middle from the front.

AB:

As his attack was deflected, the green-hood followed the momentum of AB's saber and pivoting on one foot spun behind her bringing his saber down low hoping to hack her knees from under her and taking advantage of the moment the other attempted to rip his weapon out of the Jedi Master's hand whilst she was distracted.

[Xazor Elessar]

Xazor couldn't believe that all of this was happening at once, so she did the most intelligent thing she could think of. All around her she quickly constructed Force walls, then fell to the ground. Once there, she dropped the walls and spun around, clipping the Dark Jedi's legs from under them. A pair fell to the ground just as she got up. Once to her feet, she drew two daggers from her waist with her free hand and dove threw them one after the other to land close to the heart of each of them. She prayed that it would take them out.....

[Chase Starwalker]

He could feel thier presence before they had arrived. Chase knew danger was lurking, spying in on the Bar and Grill. Chase snuck in the side entrance, un-noticed.

Suddenly Chase lept out from out behind the Bar, catching one of the Dark Jedi's that Xazor was fighting, square in the chin with a roundhouse kick.

SNAP-HISS.

[Navaria Tarkin]

OOC~ Won't delete this later :mneh but what happened to me :mneh I made this monster response and got nothing :lol

edit~ THANK YOU! It all makes sense now :D

[Loki Ahmrah]

OOC: Because there are four people working on the Reborn account - one person takes the first two characters to respond, the next takes the third and fourth characters to respond and so on - you are the fourth to reply not inclucding myself as Loki is out of the way - but the reason why you haven't recieved another reply is because the person who is replying to yourself and Alpha is not currently online.

I think it's best to leave these two posts here so everyone understands and don't feel like they are being ignored. How could anyone possibly ignore you, Nav! :p

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Marcus:

One industrious green-hooded warrior brings a nearby bottle of whiskey under his control, flinging it at Marcus with the Force. The bottle breaks across the side of his head, dousing the Jedi Master in pungent liquor. This had the effect of providing the outward-bound Dark Jedi enough window of opportunity to right his own trajectory, tumbling across the ground as the speeder passed overhead. Meanwhile, with Marcus's attention drawn by the green-hood, an orange-hood dives off a nearby table, bringing his lightsaber down upon the Jedi in a power chop. It was double jeopardy. Even if Marcus averted a killing blow, a contact ignition could turn the whiskey-soaked Jedi into a living torch...

Chase:

Even as the Reborn he kicked slid across the floor...two red-hoods approached from opposite flanks, their red lightsabers held high as both advanced on him in unison...

[Chase Starwalker]

Great... Chase glanced at the incoming Reborn, his thoughts raced as he gave into the Force, letting it take control of his actions - guiding him.

He spun on his heel as the two came in for thier forward attack. He bounced his blade off the closest one, turning himself he used the momentum to strike off the other blade. He viciously fought off the Reborn with deadly accuracy.

[Marcus Telcontar]

More than one way to stop an attacker ....

OOC : Hey, I think Marcus is good enough to have felt that bottle coming! No matter :)....

IC : .... and there were a lot of painful ways as well. Without looking, the Jed Master sensed the attack coming and with the Force, stopped the Dark Jedi in the air, out of reach with it's sabre.... the Dark Sider hung there for a moment, before being flung quite hard away behind him and into a table.

The Jedi Master allowed his mind to relax and go deeper into the thoughts, reaching out with his senses for danger and attacks coming in his direction. Where the bottle had hit was throbbing painfully, but not enough to be a true distraction, although the smell of alcohol was disgusting

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin was onboard her ship when she felt the disturbance at the bar and grill. There were a mass of cloaked figures outside in the street. Swinging dangerously low, she strafes them without firing, forcing them to scatter as the YT-2400 speeds by. The dark bronze craft flies up again, and Soolin makes her preperations for a landing ::

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[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Alpha:

The Dark Jedi swung their sabers to the side, blocking the Jedi's strikes. The one that had been kicked away crept back into the action, dropping low and sending a punch into the Jedi's stomach. As soon as he was hit, he was sent backwards by another wave of well timed force pushes.

Navaria:

The Dark Jedi on the ground rolled to his right, using his saber to bat away the Jedi's as he did. The other Dark Jedi brought his saber vertically, blocking her head swing. His leg came up and then into the Jedi's side, sending her by the Dark Jedi on the ground. The one without a saber added by force pushing her, causing her to trip over the Reborn on the ground. When she hit, the grounded Reborn thrust his saber at the fallen Jedi while the one standing thrust his saber at her midsection.

[Ki-Adi Kindo]

Kindo busted in the doors after getting word about the melee in the Bar and Grill. He immediately went for one of the Reborn, sending a Force blow to them. The single Reborn flew across the place, crashing into a table. He then used the Force to move his Saber from his belt to his hand. He ignited it, unleashing the maroon blade. He flipped across the a table, landing right beside one of him. He then began taking swings at the Reborn he had hit with a Force blow.

[Sejah Haversh]

Sejah had actually fallen asleep at his table before the fight broke out. The noice and flashign sabers woke him quickly, and--not having his saber at the moment for he had checked it at the door--he ducked behind the next booth.

Peeping up over the seatback, he watched the fight, and his nerves slowly became steeled. Thoguh he had no weapon, he felt compelled to help, and when he saw Navaria go down, he grit his teeth and shook his head slowly. On the table behind him stood two heavy "elephant foot" stlye glass tumblers. They were often seen in bars because of their weight and thickness; they were nearly impossible to break. Snatching one up in each hand, he poured out the remainder of their contents and then wound up like a baseball pitcher.

The first glass flew form hios paw fast and accurate, aimed at the head of the Dark Jedi whoi was preparing to skewer Navaria. Passing the second glass into hsi right paw, he wound up and threw it as well, knowing that two hits would be better than one.

[Alpha]

Satine hits the wall, and the Dark Jedi can hear a low, feral, growl coming from the Jedi Knight as he begins to get into his normal battle attitude. Ducking a stab, Satine counter attacks, blocking two slashes with a well place force shield, and then strikes all three with Force blasts...

[AmazonBabe]

:: AB felt the red saber wrench itself in her hand as the reborn tried to call it back to himself, causing her to relfexively grip it tighter. At the same time, the other went for her knees with his own saber. ::

:: She gathered her strength, and leapt up and over, back flipping away from the deadly saber. Landing, she let the red saber fall from her hand, slicing it neatly in two with her own. One less weapon to worry about. ::

:: Then turning as the two green hoods advanced on her again, she called a large wooden table, Force pushing it into the two, sprawling them along the floor in a heep of arms and legs. Unfortunately for the weaponless Reborn, he lost one arm as the other's saber came around from the force of the table smacking into them. ::

[Navaria Tarkin]

Some odd occurance had forced a pitcher to the back of the standing Dark Jedi's head ... Causing him to strike wide with his sabre ... And running through the Reborn that was on the ground.

Navaria kipped up to avoid the now wild sabre the dead Reborn was holding and was surprised to see another pitcher flying through the air from out the bar window.

It was off course this time and heading straight at her.

She reached out with the Force to divert the item at the standing Reborn and making it move faster and faster ... until it smashed right into his back ... Knocking the wind out of him.

Quickly she regrouped and caught onto to the thoughts of the weaponless Reborn and twirled the two sabres in her hands as if to strike ...

... instead, the Reborn had lost his sight! Navaria had tampered with his nervous system to cause the evil spawn to go blind!

[Pierce Tondry]

"Attention all units, we've received word of a Code K-19 in progress at the Bar, repeat, Code K-19 at the bar: all units, search and engage the intruders."

Son of a Bith- "Belay that!" Pierce scrambled from his office chair, grabbing at his comm unit. "For the love of all that's holy, belay that order."

There was a pause. "This is Colonel Himron of Military Security," a voice responded. "I gave the K-19 clearance to attack the intruders. Who is this that's countermanding my orders?"

"Lieutenant Tondry, Intelligence Spec-Ops," Pierce said. Even as he spoke, he was hurriedly gathering equipment from a nearby footlocker. "Do not engage with standard units, repeat- DO NOT engage with standard units."

"Lieutenant, I realize that Intelligence is supposed to have certain latitudes with regard to-"

"Listen- Himron, was it?" Pierce replied, buckling a weapons belt on with his free hand. "The Bar is a Jedi frequented area. Trouble there means lethal force against standard units. Your security forces will get mown under."

"Lieutenant, Security will not stand idly by-"

The ring of a combat knife sliding into a sheath cut the reply. "Then get them detailed into perimeter guards and escorts for the civilians in the area. Also hunt down their entry/extraction point."

"But the military should have a more active role and there was a Jedi request-"

'Least he's given up on trying to out-rank me.' "It will be taken care of."

There was a silence of confusion, then the Colonel tried one last time. "But we haven't even got anyone on the scene."

"Consider me the on-site POC," Pierce said as the door closed behind him. "Because I'm already there."

Abruptly, he cut the transmit function and stashed the commlink. With a quick grin, Pierce threw his leg over his speeder bike and kicked it into high gear.

The trip to the bar was a short one since there were only four streets between it and the quiet office the NRI had in town for just such an occaision. He caught a quick glimpse of the attackers as he turned onto the street: they were elaborately dressed in robes and ornaments. They also oozed an air of selfishness, something Pierce was particularly good at recognizing.

The hum of his engine caught the attention of the intruders. Three of them broke away from the main group- two green hoods and a blue- and began separating around this new threat.

'Just like the Terriger tri-point formation back on Garndat. Time to improvise.'

Pierce jerked his speeder bike to the left and leapt off to the right. It careened towards the first green hood, who wasted no time in leaping out of the way. The second green hood swung his lightsaber at Pierce in a horizontal strike, trying to cut him in two.

That was his mistake.

Pierce twisted in the air, taking him down to the pavement to the opposite side of the swing. His head and shoulder took a sharp blow as they hit the street, but Pierce was braced for the impact. With a minimal loss of time, Pierce kicked out one of his opponent's legs, forcing him into a split, then followed up with a stab from his combat knife.

The enemy stared down at the knife sticking out of his groin, then crumpled to the ground.

Pierce rolled in what he guessed was away from his pursuers and went to one knee, not sure what had happened behind him with the other two opponents.

(ooc) Wow, that was long.

[Sophia Harten]

Sophia was already at the bar when Tondry arrived, having made a makeshift barricade out of a dumpster from the alley. She and a couple of other Intel officers were in the process of barreling over a few Dark Jedi with their repeater guns. Sure, they could deflect some of the tiny projectiles, but not all of them. It made for some good knee-cap splatterings.

In the process of picking off Reborns, she looked over to see Tondry take down one, while the other two cirlced in opposite directions. And one was sneaking up from behind her comrade's kneeling form. She aimed her repeater gun in Tondry's direction, whipping out her comlink at the same time.

Tondry! Get down!

His comlink came alive with her voice, and he hit the pavement, moments before the Reborn swung his saber and Sophia's repeated fire. Both blue hood and weapon crumpled to the ground in a heep at Tondry's feet.

[Jedi Master Leia Solo]

::Getting word from a holomessage from Master Mystt, Leia eventually arrives at Yoghurts. She quickly unclips her lightsaber from her belt and opens the doors to the bar::

What the?! Dirty low life scum!!!!

::So much for Jedi etiquette, but sounding true to form for the formerly known Leia Organa::

::Igniting her lightsaber she ran quickly to the aid of her padawan, Chase. The Jedi Master's magenta lightsaber blade quickly slashed at the Dark Jedi behind Chase. Both red and magenta blades clashed::

The party's over boys!

[Maester Wargrave]

Wargrave slipped from his table, sliding next to young Loki as he ordered his drink. His stone-like face and cold blue eyes stared at the Reborn as they began their attack on the bar.

Normally, the Dark Jedi could care less about an attack on the Jedi. They were his enemies through their association with the New Republic.

But he sensed something with these Reborns. An odd buzzing sound in his mind, growing stronger as he grew closer to the colorful men with lightsabers.

There was something about them...clones!, he thought as he slid his black lightsaber from beneath his robes.

He knew what Loki was up to. The Dark Jedi had heard stories the smuggler, Loklorien s'Ilancy, told about the original attack on the Bar and Grill.

Lok was more than a friend, but someone he loved. Wargrave had to know who created these clones and why.

A black-gloved hand shot out, gripping the nearest Reborn in a Force Choke. The Reborn was sent flying into a dark corner, with Wargrave striding towards him.

"Who sent you. Why are you here."

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Kindo:

The blue hooded darksider rolled sideways as a saber crashed down onto the table it had been thrown onto, cutting cleanly through the woodwork. He pushed himself to his feet and jumped backwards, dodging the swings and batting away those which got too close. After a minute or so of parrying, the Dark Jedi finally ducked out sideways and drove a kick into the Padawan's side, swinging out horizontally towards his chest.

Sejah:

Two glasses lashed against the head of one of the Dark Jedi, whilst another - clad in red - dove towards Sejah. She held her saber high above her head and swung it downwards in a deadly arc, aiming for the the Padawan's upper torso as it landed, right on the table Sejah was sat at.

Leia:

The young Darkling jumped backwards, cringing beneath his hood as a saber tip swung dangerously closed to his chest. Then, gritting his teeth, pressed forward on to Jedi master and cleanly flipped over her head, driving one foot towards the small of her back in a Force enhanced kick.

[Ki-Adi Kindo]

The Dark Jedi's foot slammed right into the chest of Kindo. The padawan flew backwards, landing on the now dirty floor. When Kindo noticed the Reborn start to reapproach him, he flipped up, landing on both feet. He then flipped over the Reborn quickly and kicked him from behind, sending him flying into one of the metal Bar seats. He then used the Force to bring him his Saber which had fell away from him when he was kicked.

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Xazor:
The first of the Jedi's two targets yelped in agony as the dagger pierced it's sternum and thus puncturing it's heart. On the floor it writhed for a few moments until with desperation threw it's weapon into the air.

The second Dark Jedi, the red-hood was up in the air above Xazor and caught it's fallen comrades weapon in transit. Xazor's dagger embedded itself into the floor soundlessly when she had thrown it and now, still in the ground, it began to move.

Standing before the Jedi Knight stood the red-hood, wielding two lightsabers and with which began an all-out assault on her, both blades clashing violently with hers. In the heat of the battle the Jedi Knight felt a terrible, sharp pain in her left calf muscle as her dagger had been uprooted and with his last breath, the fallen Reborn used the Force to embed the weapon in her leg.

AmazonBabe:
The weaponless green-hood cried out with pain at the dismemberment, but the other had furiously disected the table into four sections with his lightsaber and jumping to his feet pointed at the woman and simultaneously all four table sections were hurled right at her, not only that but aslo the dismembered limb soared towards AB too.

Seeing this, the fallen Reborn used his pain as a fuel to hold back the Jedi's saber arm, making her weapon completely out of reach from her free hand.

"Time for you to bleed!" Hissed the fallen Reborn.

Wargrave:

A blue-hood witnessed the red-hood being tossed aside and coming up behind the attacker swung his saber to sever Wargrave in half but the red blade was met with the Dark Jedi's ominous black-bladed weapon as he brought it up over his shoulder having sensed the Reborn sneaking up on him.

"We are sent by 'He With No Face' to help you die!" Spat the red-hood having climbed to his feet he lunged at Wargrave, sending a stab at Wargrave's stomach whilst he had his weapon behind his back.

[Jedi Neo]

::Jedi Neo walks in after a hard day of repairing and cleaning his Z-95 Headhunter. Covered in dirt, tired, and wanting to get some food he opens the Bar door only to hit one of the Jedi Reborn in the head.::

Uh...sorry??

[Maester Wargrave]

Wargrave blocked the red blade with his blue-red blade, then sent a gloved fist into the blue-cloaked man's face. The Reborn staggered back, then attacked again with the Dark Jedi still fighting.

"The man with no face?" Wargrave dodged a swipe, then had his own blade blocked. His sent a black boot into a knee, then attacked again.

"Why has he no face?"

[AmazonBabe]

:: She ducked and rolled away from the flying debris, coming again to stand on her feet. ::

You first.

:: She didn't need her weapon. She had something far better in mind. ::

:: Not resisting the invisible force holding her saber arm to one side, she intently looked at a spot on the ground. A horrible rumble began, shaking the ground, before two thick, thorny vine-like root shot forth from the pavement. The first thorny root impaled the wounded Reborn, a gruesom visage as the root stopped it's growth, with the dangling body near it's top. The invisible wall fell, and she once again had control of her saber arm. ::

:: The second, more pliable than the first, wrapped itself several times around the remaining Dak Jedi, squeezing the air and circulation from his body, causing his saber to fall from his hand. ::

[Salemn Lysce]

There was a disturbance in the Force. Something, or someone, was attacking Yog's.

Grabbing her lightsabre, Salemn hurried out only to find a wave of Dark Jedi. She narrowed her brown eyes and immediately ignited her sabre, taking on a common defense stance.

< This party's over .. >

[Jedi Master Leia Solo]

::Leia was kicked with a force enhance kick to the small of her back...causing the Jedi Master to slide quickly forward on the floor::

DANG IT!

::The Jedi Master quickly sprung back to her feet and without hesitation turned around and ran quickly with her ignited saber overhead right towards the young Darkling. Upon coming up at a blinding speed to the Dark Jedi, she hit her mark, leapt up and jackknifed kicked him in the chest while bringing her saber down on his left arm::

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Kindo:

The young darkling whailed as his back was cracked against the chair, before he tumbled and fell to the floor. His saber had fallen from his hand during the tumble however he now called it back to his grip and swung it outwards viciously towards Kindo's legs before driving it upwards, whilst calling the Jedi himself downwards with a pull.

Neo:

The Dark Jedi who had been cracked in the face by the door shook off his suprise and got to his feet quickly. He grit his teeth and held the saber blade up towards Neo, swinging it out in a double slash with charge forward at the Padawan.

Leia:

A high-pitched yelp was heard as the Dark Jedi fell backwards with a crack, one of his ribs giving in under the pressure of Leia's kick. Whipping backwards his arm to avoid the saber strike, his other arm - carrying the saber - flailed upwards towards the petite Jedi Master coming down upon him.

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Alpha:

One tumbled instantly, unprepared, whilst the other two countered the blasts with their own force pushes. The two attacks met each other and cancelled each other out fairly well, though the darklings were still lifted off of their feet into the air. Luckily, they were fairly agile and able to flip down to their feet before charing Alpha once more, relentless with their strikes, each taking a portion of the Jedi's body - one his legs, another his torso, and the final his upper body, all swinging in exact unison.

Navaria:

The now blinded Dark Jedi whailed in anguish, causing one of its comrades to look to it. It groaned, and yelped as it felt the weaponless floored darkling use it as a prop to get up. One of the crimson hooded figures approached quickly, and nodded to the unarmed warrior who quickly palmed the fallen ones saber. They both moved forward in unison, and as the red fighter moved into attack from infront of Navaria, the other leapt behind her and was quickly upon her, driving the saber tip forward towards the center of her spinal column.

[Alpha]

Satine blocks the attacks, two with hi sabres, and one, just barely, with another well places Force shield. Ducking under a slash, Satine takes off one of the Dark Jedi's hands. As the hand hits the ground, so does the DJ's sabre. Grinning, Satine slices off the emitter of the sabre, rendering it useless. Now he only had two to deal with till that third got a new sabre...

Jumping, and flipping in midair, Satine lands on the bar, waving the Dark Jedi over. A challenge, if you will...

[Xazor Elessar]

Xazor growled deeply in pain as her own weapon was driven into her calf. She focused on it with the Force and yanked it out as she blocked a terrible few slashes from a red hooded Dark Jedi. Just as it bared down on her again, she pulled out the dagger from the fallen body and, using the Force, she drove it into the back of the one assulting her. As he wrenched in pain, she painfully removed the one from her calf and placed her hand over the wound, healing it as much as she could with the Force.

The pain remained as she stumbled backwards and fell to the ground, but quickly got to her feet.....though the pain was very intense. With her saber at her waist, parallel to the ground, she took up a defensive stance, waiting for the Dark One to recover and attack.....if he still could. The dagger blade had landed pretty close to his spine and it could have severed many nerves leaving him paralyzed.....

[Ki-Adi Kindo]

Kindo quickly swung his lightsaber against that of the Reborn's, preventing fatal damage. The Reborns's lightsaber swept to the side, burning the surface of his shoulder. Kindo yelled in pain. Trying to ignore the pain, Kindo jumped up and landed on both feet. He then delivered a clean round house kick to the Reborn, sending him flying over the Bar table into a couple of glasses.

[Sejah Haversh]

Oh crap... ran through Sejah's head as the red-hooded Reborn charged him with saber drawn. Scrambling backwards, he kicked the tabletop and upended it, throwing up a teporary wall bewtween himslef and his attacker.

But formica and plywood were no match for a lightsaber, and he watched in horror as the red blace sliced through it. But, as his opponent tried to push one half of the table out of the way, he got an idea.

Siezign a chair from behind him he raised it over his head and when the red-hooded jedi showed her head, he smashed her hard with it, knockign her to the floor. With hsi sandaled footpaw, the mongoose stepped on her saber hand and then wrenched the red saber from it. It was more powerful than hsi own, and the gyroscopic nature threw him for a moment before he held it ready to stab with in front of the reborn's face.

"If you give up, I won't hurt you anymore," He said, "I don't like hurting people."

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Alpha:

A challenge was what these Dark Jedi sought, and this one was prooving to be exactly that. The one of the trio who had been rendered unarmed followed behind the other two as they approached Alpha. Those with sabers leapt onto the bar on either side of the lightsider, whilst the other rose his hands. As his comrades began swinging at Alpha, he threw random force pushes into the mix just to stir things up a bit.

Kindo:

The Reborn crashed into the bar, almost becoming spiked with an array of broken glasses. A waitress behind the bar screamed as he got to his feet, grinning demonically from beneath the dark cowl he wore. Looking now back to his prey, he called his fallen saber to hand and pushed himself back over the bar towards the Padawan.

"The reaper approaches!"

Its voice was a rasp as it wrenched Ki Adi inwards with a Force pull, pushing its saber out in an impaling stab.

Sejah:

The Dark Jedi stared up into the eyes of the enemy with as fierce intent as ever before. She grit her teeth and rasped out a reply:

"Kill me then, more will come. You cannot hope to defeat us."

A blue-hood watched from the sidelines, cautiously approaching as it saw one of its fellow darklings pinned on the floor. He held his saber tightly, ignited. The red-hood palmed a dagger subtly into her hand, getting in one last venomous quick attack - a stab at the Jedi's calf.

Xazor:

The Dark Jedi let out a yelp as he tore the dagger from his back. Luckily, his robes and the thin arour beneath has repelled the strike from cutting into his spine, but beneath he could still feel the warm stream of blood running over his flesh. He licked his dry lips then regained what composure he had left, sidestepping forward, his saber extended in a fencing stance. With a quick hiss, he swept it back and forth continually as he quickened his movement forward, creating an ever present energy arc infront of his steps.

[Alpha]

Satine smiles, and disappates the force pushes with his own power, and blocks the attacks from the sabred Dark Jedi. Smiling, Satine ducks under an attack from the one on his left, and slams his hilt-guard into that one's mouth, breaking the jaw, and shovng him off the bar. Turning his full attention to the last one on the bar, Satien grins coldly.

"Care to run?"

[Ki-Adi Kindo]

Kindo use the momentum of the Dark One's force pull to flip over him, causing him to land on the Bar table. He then kicked the Reborn in the face, sending him flying into the resturant window behind him.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: The reborns were religous fanatics, a cult of some kind. That much was clear to Soolin from beholding them. They had came here to kill, and to die in the name of some higher power. She shoots one right between the eyes as he shrieks and rushes at her. The reborn falls to the ground, his glazed eyes staring up towards the heavens. She wrinkles her nose in disgust at the twisted smile, as if he was staring into the face of his god. It was madness. She breaks into a run, her leather duster flowing behind her as she races towards the Bar & Grill ::


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[Sejah Haversh]

The reborn's voice was like that of one form the grave, and it sent a shivver up Sejah's spine. But he still didn't want to kill her, or anybody, for that matter, so he lowered his saber and was going to kick her in the head to knock her out.

But the dagger in her palm glinted ever so slightly formk the overhead lights, and he quickly sidestapped back off her arm and lashed out with his procured saber, lopping off the arm the dagger was held with at the elbow before stomping on her head hard. When she didn't move after that, he presumed she was either passed out, or dead; he had stomped most forecefully.

Stepping back, he looked around to see what else was going on, and held his new red saber in a close grip lest he need it. On the side, he noticed the blue hooded Dark Jedi, and he turned to face him, though keeping an eye out for other movement. His previous lightsaber training was only with a low power blade, he had never practiced with an actual live one, let alone fought with one.

[Navaria Tarkin]

The now blinded Dark Jedi whailed in anguish, causing one of its comrades to look to it. It groaned, and yelped as it felt the weaponless floored darkling use it as a prop to get up. One of the crimson hooded figures approached quickly, and nodded to the unarmed warrior who quickly palmed the fallen ones saber. They both moved forward in unison, and as the red fighter moved into attack from infront of Navaria, the other leapt behind her and was quickly upon her, driving the saber tip forward towards the center of her spinal column.

With a flip of the switches, both sabres in Navaria's hands were disengaged and clipped to her belt.

She spun around the Dark Jedi as if dancing with him, dodging the killing blow. Grabbing his weapon arm with both hands, the Knight quickly turn him around in a full circle, added the Force to her strength. His feet left the ground towards the end of the spin and when Navaria let go, the Dark Jedi went sailing in the air and smashed right into his Dark brother.

The odds were still against her and Navaria pulled out both sabres but only igniting her own.

"You are acting like Sith. This violence will prove nothing. Stand down ... I do not wish to harm you any more!"

[Chance]

Chance had been exploring around town when the call for reinforcements came through his personal comm. Abit confused and such at the call, the young boy grabbed a taxi-speeder as it blazed passed his small form, hanging diligently at the tailbar Chance waited until the taxi-speeder had come to the street that branched from the Bar's.

Letting loose of the tailrail, Chance skidded/fell to a stop and gave himself a moment to reorient his mind before heading down the street to the BnG. Soon, and out of breath, Chance finally arrived to see dozens apon dozens of hooded saber-weilding Dark-Jedi attacking the NRSF and Jedis'.

Paniced slightly, Chance fumbled to reach his own saber and practically gave up after a few minutes of trying to get the blasted clip to unhook.

Fuming, The Padawan glanced around looking for another weapon he could attempt to use until the clip decided to let go. A old broken broom shaft lay resting against the corner of the building and offered a great weapon in the right hands.

Picking up the broom at the broken base, Chance hefted the blunt end up like a spear and tossed it at one of the hooded figures. Then, In a blur, Chance's hand went to his belt where the saber gift from Xazor rested at all times. The hook released the blue engraved hilt easily and ignited also in a fast blur....

[Maester Wargrave]

When the Reborn did not give Wargrave an answer, he slammed his head into the ground knocking him unconcious. The blue Reborn was disabled with a lightsaber to the leg. The Reborn fell, biting on his lip in pain.

"We will talk later," Wargrave quietly said, sending a stare into the Reborn's eyes.

A quick leap back into the fray. The Jedi were holding their own against impeccable odds- since the Reborn attacked in number.

Wargrave strode through the battling Jedi and Reborn, throwing both to the ground as he did. He leaped in the air, landing on two Reborn as they got to their feet.

"Of course they're acting like Sith," he said to the familiar-looking brown haired woman in front of him, "They're clones. Can't you feel it in your head? They've been programmed to act this way. You will have to destroy them all to win."

He turned to face the next wave as it came.

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Xazor:

Xazor is supposed to be on my "To-Kill" list - she is mine remember. :p

AmazonBabe:

An anger grew inside the Reborn as he watched his comrade die and the moment his still ignited weapon left his fingers it began to spin and systematically sut the vine to pieces through his careful manipulation with the Force. Soon he was free and retrieving his weapon hacked the rest of the vines to shreds.

"Surely you can do better!" Came his antagonistic retort. There was venom in his voice and the green-hood immediatly lashed out into a furious assault upon the Jedi, his red blade glaring and clashing ferociously with hers giving off a dazzling light.

Wargrave:

"You!" Hissed the red-hooded Reborn clone, now coming to from unconciousness. As Wargrave turned to face his challenger he was met by a stool straight to his face, this was sent by the stronger Reborn, the blue-hooded Dark Jedi. The stool then crashed to the ground and the red-hood lunged at Wargrave, his blade was parried but he pivoted, using the momentum of his opponents deflection to turn him into a spin. The red-hood brought his lightsaber around in a full circle to decapitate the man who had earlier rendered him unconcious.

"Your attempts to learn of the father are in vain, foolish one. You will die before you know anything." The blue-hood replied in an attempt to distract the battling Dark Jedi.

[imported_Grimya]

:: The large she-wolf ran close behind her two-footed sister, growling and snapping at those reborn who tried to flank Soolin. One got too close and lost his right arm at the elbow. Grimya didn't stop moving, guarding Soolin's back as they finally reached the Bar & Grill ::

[Loki Ahmrah]

"Mr. Wargrave, sir, get away from the entrance!" The boy called out as he saw the Dark Jedi prepare to intercept the next wave of attackers who were about to enter the Bar and Grill. Loki had ran into the kitchen and added a large spoonfull Ryll spice to the large glass of Gruvian Tovash. It turned a milky-blue colour and leaping over the bar, the padawan retrieved the glass and placed it on the floor in front of the entrance.

"Excuse me sir, can I borrow your blaster a moment, please?" He asked one of the NRSF soldiers inside. With a moment of hesitation, the gaurd agreed and handed the boy a blaster. "Stand back!" He cried out as he took aim.

All Jedi and soldiers had heard his call and had gained some distance from the entrance to the establishment. That was when he saw two red-hoods enter, one through the gaping hole in the wall, the other through the door both armed and ready to spread more chaos. With a squeeze of the trigger, Loki fired from behind an upturned table and the laser hit the glass.

Suddenly, the glass exploded into a firey mass sending glass shards in every direction. The two red-hooded Reborn clones were engulfed in flame and were thrown back into the street, their flesh lacerated with glass. The Rebron with which Wargrave was duelling suddenly found two large chunks of glass embedded in it's back whilst another was blinded by the fire.

"Thank you!" He said, returning the blaster pistol to a now dumbfounded NRSF soldier.

[AmazonBabe]

:: AB blocked each blow from the Dark jedi's saber without so much as breaking into a sweat. Yes, the Reborn knew how to use the Force, but his abilities were weak and not entirely completed. He was lacking in quite a few areas in knowledge of the Force, and she used this to her advantage. ::

:: As his saber came down to parry one of her slashes, she suddenly disapeared from his sight. She'd created an easy illusion to make him think she was gone into thin air. He whirled around several times, snarling, looking for his Jedi prey. He then began slashing blindly near him in hopes of cleaving her. He knew she was still there, but couldn't see her. And that's what allowed her to move in from behind as he was busy slashing at midair in front of him, and take his head off in one quick stroke. ::

:: The head flew off and rolled several times, coming to rest at the foot of the root that had the impaled Reborn upon it. The body stood for a mere moment, before flopping to the ground, the red blade deactivating and tumbling to AB's "invisible" foot. She dropped the illusion and brought her saber down on the Reborn's lightsaber, destroying it. ::

:: Then looking up, she watched as others went about their own business of taking out the horde of Reborns in the area. The day was still young and the job not yet over. ::

[Maester Wargrave]

Wargrave blocked the blow from Reborn, then actually smiled as Red-Cloak howled from the pain.

A Force Push into the fire cause even more pain for the clone. Wargrave turned towards the blue-cloaked one, shaking off the effects of the stool to the face.

"Young Loki such ingenuity. I can only think of one other who would show such mind to use the alcohol as a weapon. You are indeed learning.

"Watch and learn, Mister Ahmrah...learn how to fight."

Ignore the pain...

Wargrave picked up another barstool with the Force and threw a stool back towards the clone, "Attacking a bar full of Jedi. What were you thinking?"

The Dark Jedi attacked the Blue Reborn, sending him down...then turn towards an orange cloaked one.

"I will learn who created you soon enough."

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Wargrave:

"We exist only to serve our dark master, the creator to whose power all will bow, including you!" Replied the orange-cloaked clone who charged at Wargrave bringing his lightsaber down upon the Dark Jedi's. Whilst in the lightsaber lock the blue-hood climbed to his feet with difficulty, blood caressed his lips and chin were it had bled from his nose, courtesy of the stool to the face.

"Why do you wish to know of the creator?" He questioned, approaching Wargrave and activating his weapon again. At different points about the bar, the Jedi and NRSF soldiers were finishing off what was left of the now diminished band of Dark-Siders and once again the infamous establishment was in a terrible state; with dismantled walls, broken tables, burning chairs, broken bottles and shattered windows.

Away from the chaos, one lone red-hooded Reborn did wait, at the corner of the street making sure it didn't attract any unwanted attention. The darkness of night was now setting in and the Dark Jedi clone was beginning to think it's target would fail to show.

[Gav Mortis]

That was until the all-too-familiar, high-pitched sigh of an activating lightsaber was heard. The glaring red blade shot out across the front of the creatures neck and all that could be seen was the wielder's hand, illuminated by the weapon's glow.

"Step into the alley." Said the quiet voice of the unseen threat, masked by the shadow of the narrow passageway from where the voice came.

Slowly and cautiously, the clone side-stepped into the alley and disappeared from sight. Once inside, it's attacked stepped forth, his eyes and nose were revealed by the lightsaber's blade. Gav's cold eyes stared into those of the Reborn and he remained silent until it was evident that he would be the one who would have to do the talking.

"I presume it was I you were waiting for. Well, is your maker here?"

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

The red-hood kept it's chin up in order to keep as much distance as possible between the blade and it's neck. It was afraid to swallow to clear it's throat and answered with a cracked voice.

"The one you sent back is dead. Our mission is to fight and fight alone and thus he was killed. But after some thought, the father decided you will meet him. But I cannot, take you there."

[Gav Mortis]

"Take me where?" He snapped impatiently then sensed a hint of fear in the creature, but it wasn't a fear of him but a fear of what was to come. Then it came to him, this clone still has to fight, what a terrible existence. Gav grinned, leaning closer.

"You're going to die tonight, aren't you?" He teased maliciously, nodding as he spoke in his haunting, soft tone. The clone looked away, for a moment he could feel a shred of life in that empty shell; this creature actually valued it's own life. "Heh, so you things aren't so stupid afterall. Tell me how to find your creator and I will help you. I will ease your suffering."

[Jedi Master Leia Solo]

Reborns Post: A high-pitched yelp was heard as the Dark Jedi fell backwards with a crack, one of his ribs giving in under the pressure of Leia's kick. Whipping backwards his arm to avoid the saber strike, his other arm - carrying the saber - flailed upwards towards the petite Jedi Master coming down upon him.

::The Jedi Master had the Dark Jedi in a very awkward position. Leia decided to get down to business the fastest way possible.::

::Still pushing down on her lightsaber, as both sabers were in a lock. The Jedi Master's eyes narrowed fiercely showing she meant business. Leia quickly pulled out a blaster from beneath the leftside of her cloak. Now the Dark Jedi had the misfortunate of fending off a saber while looking straight up at the barrel of Leia's blaster. One false move would be a lethal one for the Dark Jedi.::

No more nonsense! You tell me NOW, who sent you here without any resistance then you don't have to senselessly die and you may leave in peace.

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

"If you go to Docking Bay B49 in the East District, the father has arranged for the shuttle docked there to take you to an undisclosed location where you can conduct the meeting you wanted." The Reborn finished, looking out of the alley, hearing the remaining cries of his bretheren.

[Gav Mortis]

"Very well. And the others?" He asked with a nod in the direction of the Bar and Grill but the creature stared back at him blankly.

"The others, I wont have anyone tagging along will I; none of those Jedi wanting to find out behind all of these bad things?" He said with sarcasm, his deep-rooted hatred of the Jedi surfacing for a moment.

The last time the Bar and Grill was attacked Gav was fortunate enough to send one back to arrange a meeting with their maker. Now his efforts were bearing fruit.

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

"No," He answered immediatly, "I am under strict orders to reveal this information to one person only, the master would not want to be overwhelmed by visitors."

The red-hooded clone wondered how many of his kind were left and how hopeless it would be for him to march into their whilst his brothers and superiors are fallen. What chance does he have?

"Go with discretion. I cannot tell you where this shuttle will take you but the father will be waiting your arrival. The shuttle leaves in less than an hour. Be quick."

[Gav Mortis]

"I will leave right away. Thank you for your time." He said and with a nod eased his grip on the lightsaber he held. With a flash of light it was returned to it's place on his utility belt, now deactivated.

Turning quickly he left the alley and ventured down the street leaving corpse of the clone to flop to the ground shortly after it's head had been servered by his blade. He had lived up to his promise of easing the creature's pain and now he had much more pressing matters to deal with. Soon he would be meeting the creator of these clones and hopefully together they could establish a fruitful business relationship.

But first he would have to change.

[Maester Wargrave]

"Why do I want to know?" Wargrave pressed at the lightsaber of the orange Reborn, trying to knock him back.

"I wish to make a deal with him. And join him in his ranks of power," he was lying but he didn't care.

"He is powerful and I seek to advance my own power by working with him."

He threw the orange cloak back, then swung his saber, connecting with the Reborn's leg- sending him down.

"Can you take me to him...or are you going to come with me?" he glared at Reborn as it fell.

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Wargrave:

Just as the blue-hooded clone was upon the Dark Jedi, he broke free of his fellow Reborn warrior and hacked down at it's leg, the blue-hooded cried out, falling to the floor it reeled in agony. The fallen clone winced at the sight of his own foot and lower leg severed from the rest of his body. The wound was black and smoking having been cauterized immediatly.

As wargrave was once again engaged by the last remaining orange-hood, the blue-hood addressed the attacking Reborn and cried out.

"Halt! If what this man says is true then it is our obligation to take him to the maker; he is pleased to deal with those who wish to acquire true power."

The orange-robed Dark Jedi looked from his brother to Wargrave then back again hesitantly. By this time the blue-hooded clone had climbed to his feet and balanced on one foot.

"You!" He addressed Wargrave, pointing his finger. "Hand over your weapon and you will be taken to the maker. If you fail to do this, you will be destroyed!"

[Maester Wargrave]

Wargrave smiled, "You are weak Clone. I will not hand over my weapon. Instead, youwill come with me.

"Your injured collegue will go to the Jedi."

He pulled the lightsaber from the orange-cloaked one.

"Sleep."

The clone fell to the floor unconcious.

Wargrave turned to Loki, "I regret I have to leave now, young Loki. But you are invited to my homeland of Balmorra. Come anytime you wish...you will be treated kindly and honorably.

"Good bye Loki."

He left the blue cloaked Reborn on the ground, threw the orange one over his shoulder, and walked out of the bar.

[Loki Ahmrah]

Loki was very impressed at how suddenly the Dark Jedi had taken control of the situation, disarming the orange-hooded dark-sider and rendering him unconcious in one fluid action. He had now walked over to where the clone robed in blue now lay and coming around the back of him took a large whiskey bottle and smashing it over his head, he too knocked the clone unconcious not to mention drench it in alcohol. Taking the Reborn's weapon from it's still hand he looked up at Wargrave, carrying the unconcious dark-sider outside.

"Until next time Mr. Wargrave, sir." He called out. Then clipping the lightsaber to his utility belt, the boy called over to the soldier he had broowed the blaster from and watched him take the unconcious dark-Sider away.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

OOC - Am I being ignored? Or is no one reading my posts? It's hard to get involved when no one interacts with you. :cry

[Maester Wargrave]

Wargrave paused before he stepped out, the Reborn heavy on his shoulder.

Someone was...lonely. The Reborn would be asleep for more than a few hours.

"Mister Ahmrah, again good luck. If you will, please watch this Reborn...make sure he's not taken away."

Wargrave silently moved to where the Jedi was standing, fresh from dispatching Reborns.

"You fought well," he nodded towards Soolin.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin regards Wargrave with caution ::

"Who are you?"