Trin
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Post by Trin on Aug 29, 2007 23:25:36 GMT -5
Trin watched motionlessly as the said dark lord walked passed her, to stand in front of the see-through shield barrier. It was apparent that he didn’t find her a threat, and that alone was angering. The fool knew of her origins and yet, he didn’t act like he even gave a care. Almost as if she was an insignificant bug, that he was putting off squishing. And why the hell did he care so much about what damned code she followed?!? It was all rather unsettling really..
She turned to the left, and opened her mouth as if she was about to say something to Del but then closed it quite tightly and her eyes widened when she saw what was occurring in space. An unidentified ship, probably another of the mans, was blasting her’s to smithereens. Her ship would loose, and that meant she would be stuck on this dead ship with baldy over there. The idea of that wasn’t really appealing, but the cold hard truth was that it was inevitable.
In a quick flash her ship exploded, and to her satisfaction, took several of the enemy’s fighters with. She bared her teeth and shot a very hostile glare at the male Sith. She knew she didn’t have a very high chance of survival now that her ship was eliminated. Even if she did strike down the bald phony in front of her she would never get past that entire fleet in her little piece of junk ship. But that didn’t mean that she wasn’t going to go without a fight.
"Well played, my Lord. I suppose this is checkmate then? Hmm?” She purred, then withdrew her two lightsabers from her belt and ignited them instantaneously. “The only trouble for you is, I won’t be as easy to defeat as my pathetic crew.” She charged at him using the force to speed up her movements, aiming the orange saber low for the back of his knee’s while the other was held in a sort of defensive position in front of her.
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Post by chucknorrishater on Aug 30, 2007 21:52:06 GMT -5
"A pathetic ship....", murmured Tram. "Captain! I want the Gravity well projector activated, we don't want anyone escaping, unless it is Lord Del'Vach leaving, ask me to check it first, I will be able to sense his presence on board.", He told the captain. "Yes, sir!", replied the captain. I want 30 Assault droids, and 5 Heavy Mech troops there with them, to assist the regular droids, upon his ship. I will not let Lord Del'Vach be strucken down, even though I high, highly doubt he will. "Only on the extremely rare occasion that Lord Del'Vach gets struck down, I want the ship blown to smithereens." Tram told the Captain. "Yes sir!", replied the captain. The enormous Flagship pulled along side Del'Vach's ship, and unloaded the troops onto his ship. The tube extended to let the troops out, then retracted back into the ship, and pulled away slightly. Troops flooded the ship, and had their aim on the Dark Lady. One of the troops dropped a holo message in front of the Dark Lady. The message was from Tram. the message opened. The holo was extremely loud, so she could hear it: "Dark Lady, in the rare chance that you strike the true Dark Lord down, this ship cannot leave, due to my Gravity well projector, and we will blow this ship to tiny pieces if Del'Vach is struken down. For you it is a lose lose situation. That is all." The holo message closed.
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Post by Del'Vach on Aug 31, 2007 18:00:42 GMT -5
Del Watched as she charged toward him “Yet you still do not answer my question…” He sighed and opened his robes wide letting five sabers lance into the air surrounding him.
He watched the ship veer closer to is own after destroying Trin’s own cruiser. As his droids entered the ship he listened to the holo message and turned around angry. “Tram keep your filth out of this!” He raised one of his hands sending the droids flailing into each other. He turned around with a disgusted look on his face. “Sorry for the interruption.” A half smile creased across his lips and he sent another saber out of his robe this one attacking her. The saber lanced from side to side with incredible speed.
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Trin
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Post by Trin on Sept 1, 2007 0:40:51 GMT -5
Trin had to skid to a stop in order not to be impaled by two of the five floating lightsabers. Once she had stopped momentum she gave Del a cruel stare, then took a couple wary steps backward to put a little space between her and the collection of pet lightsabers. At this standstill, she noticed the battalion of droids entering the bay, from the victorious cruiser, and heard the message that was meant for her. “Oh shiit..” she thought to herself, shaking her head in disbelief of her luck. She would die here, that much was certain. Even if she did take down their leader, there was no way that she could get out of the ship in time before it was destroyed. Yet as she thought about the horrible way in which she would be killed, her opponent destroyed the droids with a mere lift of his hand.
The action was an impressive display of the force, and was even more impressive when she saw that the floating lightsabers were still in the air unaffected by their masters’ change of focus. Although several hundred enemies were destroyed, she still felt that foreboding feeling in her gut. This man, was more powerful than she originally anticipated, possibly more powerful than herself.. But then those were distasteful thoughts.. She was the Freakin’ Dark Lord of the Sith! She was all-powerful and would NOT accept defeat from a weak phony!
A new founded rage engulfed her being and she quickly threw out all of her doubts. “You want to hear the code in which I follow? Fine, here goes.. ‘Peace is a lie. There is only Passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain Power. Through Power, I gain Victory. Through Victory my chains are broken. The Force shall set me free.’” She spat at him. After her words, she had no time to his reaction to them as another floating lightsaber flew in her direction. She dodged to the side using force speed, and just barely escaped being cut in two. Immediately after, she threw her blade at the userless lightsaber, which cut the hilt in two as well as disabled it. She called her saber back to her with the force and placed herself back into a battle stance.
“A cute little trick there.. But if you think a couple pet lightsabers are going to take me down, then you are hugely mistaken.” She hissed with contempt, then threw a wave of force lighting at the hilts of the sabers surrounding him.
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Post by chucknorrishater on Sept 1, 2007 1:41:17 GMT -5
Tram feels the echos coming from Del'Vach. "Sorry, milord. I was merely trying to demoralize the Dark Lady. I am still suprised she thinks your a phony.", Tram said Dal'Vach through the force. Tram continues his message. "I will remain on standby for further orders, in the mean time, I will anialate all incoming ships to this planet, except for Mandalorians." Tram said finishing his message. Captain dispatch all of the fighter squadrons, to scan the planet's area, this is now restricted space. All tresspassers will be destroyed without question. Manbdalorians are the only ones to pass.", Tram said. "Roger that.", replied the captain.
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Post by Del'Vach on Sept 2, 2007 19:26:43 GMT -5
"Oh you wish for a challenge? Very well then." Del started laughing as he opened his robes and drew the floating sabers back clasping them into holsters around his body. “Then I will fight you.” Del drew out a long saber hilt smirking as he did so, he ignited the long blade the black beam humming through the air. “So mistress Trin now we fight.” Del cracked his neck from side to side and stood in a Dun Möch stance “I allow you the first move oh dark lord.”
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Post by tyr on Sept 3, 2007 17:33:09 GMT -5
in that instant, several mandolorian frigates appeared from hyperspace, escorting a capital ship. the formed into a defensive battle formation with the smaller ships surrounding the larger. tyr stood in the corner of the bridge, making smalltalk with a mandolorian officer when the ships exited hyperspace. walking up to the captain of the fleet, admiral caius, he bowed. "thank you once again for allowing me to travel with you aboard your ship captain." the captain responds "well, from one warrior to another, it's no problem." "open a comm with trams fleet and let him know of our presence!" he shouted to the communications officer.
the captain looked confused. "i still don't understand why you wanted to tag along though, it's nothing but a routine patrol..." he said. tyr smiled and fidgeted with his sleeve. "no, whats happening here, is FAR from routine. you may not know it, but there is about to be a great shift in power, one that will alter the face of the galaxy." he said. "but, theres nothi..."
caius' voice was cut short by the preposterous sight that greeted his eyes. off to his left he saw a fleet being annihilated right before his eyes. turning his head to the left, he saw the great floating junkpile that acted as a battlefield for the 2 sith lords. that is where tyr wanted to go, but he knew he would have a hard time convincing caius to send his fleet to examine a floating junk-heap. tyr could feel the immense waves in the force eminating from the derelict, much more powerful than himself. but, he knew that is where he had to go, that is where his destiny would be forged.
"DAMMIT! is tram on the comm yet? i'll ring that bastards neck!" tyr removed his lightsaber from his belt and began to fidget with the dials. "caius. we need to get to that derelict." he said. caius turned his head, face red with anger "what the HELL do we need to go there for? all the actions with tram!" he shouted. "at least allow me to examine the derelict. i'll pay you for the ship." said tyr. caius looked distracted. "yeah fine, i'll take the money when you get back. right now i have bigger frish to fry. sonuva..." tyr exited the bridge and headed for the main hangar. upon arriving he mounted a small fighter class ship and exited the hangar. he headed toward the derelict scrap-hunk at full speed.
just as del was readying to fight, he noticed the small mandalorian vessel approach. not losing concentration, he could tell it contained a force sensitive. as the ship landed, trin noticed as well. as tyr stepped from the vehicle he removed his flight helmet and allowed his hair to drape down to his shoulders. calmly placing the helmet in the cockpit, he rolled up his sleeves and cleared his throat. "do not be alarmed, i am but a humble observer wishing to witness the forging of history. also, i wish to serve the victor of this battle." tyr barely managed to keep his composure due to the overwhelming power of the dark side, but he held fast.
(ooc-why can't i write cockpit?)
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Post by chucknorrishater on Sept 4, 2007 19:05:44 GMT -5
Tram notices his comm buzzing. Tram opens the comm link. "Who is this?",He sees Mandalorian ships. "You are allowed to land on Barab 1, The only thing you need to do is request permission to leave, due to my Gravity well projector is activated." continued Tram. "Ah yes, and do NOT disturb Lord Del'Vach's ship.", Warned Tram.
(OOC: tyr, you wouldnt know my name let alone it my ship)
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Post by tyr on Sept 5, 2007 0:26:12 GMT -5
when caius heard the message from tram his rage subsided. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" he asked calmly with a hint of remorse.
ooc-when tyr was traveling with caius he was told these things.
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Trin
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Post by Trin on Sept 5, 2007 2:54:27 GMT -5
Trin could feel her anger and hatred rising as the Siths words continued, he was mocking her again. Obviously he thought she was a joke, just a huge f**cking pathetic joke. Heh perhaps she was, her whole situation certainly must have looked so. Her ship was blown to pieces, she had no backup.. She had done so terribly that it was almost comical. So much for Dark Lord of the Sith.. She mused inwardly, as a halfhearted chuckle escaped her lips.
But despite all that, she still wasn’t going to go down without a prolonged, climactic, seemingly pointless battle. It really didn’t matter one way or the other, she’d end up dead regardless of the victor. She would gain honor in defeating one such as him, but valor and honor meant nothing in death. Sure she’d probably get her name in some history book, but what good would that be if she no longer drew breath? Good for nothing, that’s what.
The snap hiss sound of a lightsaber activating brought Trin back into the present moment. Apparently Del’Vach was finally ready to start their battle. Trin swirled the lightsabers in her palms a couple times as the ‘dark lord’ gave her rights to the first move. How generous.
She positioned her legs and torso in an appropriate battle stance, then lunged foreword with all the speed she could muster. It looked like nothing more than a frontal assault but within a few feet from his shoulder she sped up and changed course with the aid of force speed, then struck forcefully at his left hip, hoping to the flesh and bone.
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Post by chucknorrishater on Sept 5, 2007 22:10:50 GMT -5
"It is not of Mandalorian buisness." Tram said into his comm. "Lord Del'Vach would be highly angered, if you were to interfere, he can give me permission to destroy your small convoy, if you do so." Tram said. "Your options are to land on the surface of the planet, or leave." Take your choice." Tram continued.
(OOC: the mandos dont know my name, my rank possible, but name no)
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Post by Del'Vach on Sept 6, 2007 22:54:51 GMT -5
"Oh now inset this exciting a spectator." Del chuckled and turned to his side looking at the ship that had just landed "So why not serve me now? You get to kill her." Del pointed he saber toward Trin obviously ignoring her attack towards him. Del turned his head in time for her saber to be stopped by a second dark saber. "Why hello there." The voice was from Lord Del'vach but strangely there were two of them. "The dark side is more powerful than you shall ever imagine." A smirk cut across his face as he thrust Trins saber into the air, as she was recovering from the attack the second Del reached upward twisting her wrist and pulling the sabers free simultaneously kicking her back against the floor. In an Erie stereo noise from the two Del'vach spoke "Mistress Trin you should have known this outcome before the fight even started." The first one grunted and shoved her saber under his robe.
((Sith magic KICKS ASS!!!!!!))
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Trin
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Post by Trin on Sept 7, 2007 2:41:11 GMT -5
OOC: "he thrust Trins saber into the air, as she was recovering from the attack the second Del reached upward twisting her wrist and pulling the sabers free simultaneously kicking her back against the floor." ^That’s called power playing you know... >.> However I’ll let it slide, with the exception of course that I get to do a little power playing of my own.. Trin was basically meant to get her ass kicked this fight anyways.. There’s nothing better than a little humbling experience.. hmm?
IC: Trin lay motionless on the floor; her eyes wide open with surprise, shock, and total disbelief. She could hardly accept it; the male had bested her with such ease. He hardly gave her seemingly weak attack even a brief glance, and still managed to knock her on her ass. "This.. This cannot be! None have ever bested me!” She gasped out in a hysterical rage. Her words were true, no one had ever bested her due to the fact that the Sith- No, her Sith- were weak. Obviously her followers were the evidence of her lack in power. They were weak because she was weak. No!!! Del’Vach was the weak one! Not her, she was strong!
At the male’s last set of words, Trin let a guttural cackle escape her vocals as she slowly rose up in a sitting position. “Aye, I have a pretty good idead of what the outcome will be.. However, I plan on taking you to the depths of hell with me!” She roared in malicious tones. Then she flipped into a standing position, and let out a loud, bloodcurdling battle cry which made the lights flicker and explode, leaving the hanger in near black darkness, the stars being the only light. Immediately after the scream, she called her sabers to her from the cloak of their ‘new master’ and ignited them both. With another screech, she charged strait at one of the versions of Del’Vach and unleashed her force rage upon what she assumed to be his torso, with several flurries of deadly force aided lightsaber swipes and slices.
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Post by Del'Vach on Sept 7, 2007 14:47:21 GMT -5
(( I know it is but its not like i said "throws out of airlock with her head cut off"))
"Well you can be bested, as you can so see.." Del was still speaking in stereo with his other. He turned toward his second and chuckled "Ohh I did well this time, looks just like me wouldn’t you say." He snickered and winked at her as the lights exploded sending sparks and shards of glass toward the ground. "Darkness will not help you Mistress Trin." Del had plans now that the dark had shrouded his view. He focused and sent a message through the force "Now my friend you may come out and play.." He snickered and jumped back letting his double fall into a pile of ash. "Cant kill him he was never there." Del disignited his saber and smirked he could see perfectly in this dark space.
(( Yay umbirans have the ability to see in ultraviolet HAHA))
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Post by chucknorrishater on Sept 7, 2007 21:50:04 GMT -5
The Sith Assassin has sat onboared Del'Vahc's ship with his presenced masked. As soon as he hears the words in his head, he smiles. "At Last." he thinks to himself. He pops down from the vent with complete and utter silence, with his hilts in hand, Valdrin then sneaks to the position of the Dark Lady, with complete silence, he rises behind her, and ignites his sabers in a x formation directly infront of her. With the heat of the radiation his Barab ore power crystals give his sabers immense heat, which singes her robes, it is so close. He then says in an evil voice, "You will never suceed." The Lava colored saber, and the silver blade are held very close to her neck.
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