(Ouch! Well, this is going to be a close one! Looks like Andro might be taking one for the team. I just hope Varm is about out of Fortune, 'cause I'm about out of luck! Oh, and, much as I hate to point this out, I think Andro has more than 33 damage now.)
Andro grunts in pain when Varm's bolt lances into his shoulder. How did this guy get so good? he thinks to himself, as he once more aims an attack at the Evil Priest. Andro finally admits to himself that it might not be possible to take this one alive, and Galagher is likely to need his help. So he swings his lightsaber hard at Varm's neck, seeking to end this fight before he loses it.
(Hoping for a terrific roll, I'll go for a desperate attack on Varm. If I can I'd like to borrow a frame so I don't have to snap it. OK everybody, let's all cross our fingers for the brave and heroic Jedi Swordsman!)
-4 and +2 means that you only get one kill there, Gallagher! Just not good enough at Pushing...
The one you missed is particularly lucky, as he then rolls +6 to hit you again.
+1 from Andro is a nice try... but Varm backs away quickly from the blow, which was slowed by Andro's impairment. But his -1 misses this time.
We'll call that a new sequence; Gallagher will Evade out what he could of that last hit.
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CURRENT SITUATION AT: Frame 13
Middle third
Synod members x2: 0/10
Father Varm: 15/12
Andro: 10/33/13
Far third
Synod members x2: 0/10
Gallagher: 15/22/11
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You can hear a ferocious exchange of gunfire outside, Gallagher.
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Nope, Jelena, not his voice.
Jelena's lightsabre snaps on, and now the gloom is cast even more eerily by glow playing over the tablets, making some of them cast long shadows.
"Ohh, at the heart indeed, Jedi, yes. But still, what can I do now? You are Jedi, and I am just a harmless old man. I suppose all I can do is give up now..."
A combination of your senses and simply trying to discern the location of the voice gives you an idea as to his location, if you want to head that way.
"Really? The one man who wanted us away from the vault as much as possible, who wanted the Troops in, the perfect distraction. The time where he could blame someone else, surely no-one would suspect HIM... The notably anti-jedi one. Your gonna have to do better than that to faze me Mirani. The dark side take-over, That was a nice touch though, wasn't expecting that... So where did you learn these mystical powers?"
Roan is growing more cynical since he has snapped out of his cazed turn. His eyes have hardened, an in an effort to not give away any weakness he has resorted on his Correllian Instinct, being a hard-ass and cynical wit, bringing up a wall around his personality. Fending against the dark side the only way he can think of. He looks down and see's his saber allready in his hand, thumb twitching around the on button.
"Ohh," continues his voice echoing around the shelves, "I am sure that your justifcations for your actions will find their own answers... you have found many things whilst you have been here, Roan. But the secret ways into the Vault are not among them. Did you really believe that you could get here without me being ahead of you?"
Time is passing, guys; what's the plan!
(Oh, what the heck. Sword Whirl then Flurry on Varm. Force Dodge his shot.)
Hearing the blaster fire, Andro yells out to Gallagher, "Gallagher, run! Help Zaland!" and then advances on Varm again. Summoning the Force for a mighty attack, Andro wades in with renewed vigor, saber seeming to flash from both sides at once. One of these has to connect...
"I take no pleasure in victory, Miran," Jelena replies. "One feels triumphant when a fierce battle is won, like the one between those helpless farmers and Kulyen's soldiers above us. That, I am not a part of. No, now it is a matter of simply finishing our task, with your arrest."
She holds her lightsaber out in front of her, illuminating the tablets.
"Besides, we are not finished yet. If you are so old and weak and defenseless, why not show yourself and submit to us? I can hear the note of triump in your voice, you have a trick up your sleeve."
"Treason, eh? Odd... odd indeed, when it is YOU who are here illegally, and should face trial. You knew it was against the law to come, yet you came anyway, for your own purposes..."
Another corner... a long corridor of bookshelves this time.
And as well as his voice, you can hear a faint hum in the background.