STAR WARS: RETROSPECTION- Trials

Svidrigailov raises his cutlass again and lashes towards your throat with a Quick Attack. The rapid swipe catches you off-guard, but only barely; you manage to deflect the sword from any serious damage, but you take 5 points of pain as the cutlass leaves a cauterized welt on your neck. Unnerved, your attempt to hit back is lackluster when you roll a 2. He skillfully Parries the attack and steps back.

"Men," Svidrigailov says to his remaining crew. "Override hyperdrive safety measures, set course for Coruscant. Activate self-destruct sequence..."

"Aye," they reply, in unison.

Upon hearing this, your lieutenants shout for the slaves to retreat to the hangars. The heavies abandon their equipment and join the hordes of slaves now moving back toward the bridge doorways.

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THE SLAVE REBELLION

Level A

Bridge Area

Xavier: 8/49/174

Svidrigailov: 27/172

Pirates x10: 0/172 (cover: 6)

Center Walkways

Cabas: 12/0/-

Friste: ?/0/-

Entrance

Trax: 21/172

Prassk: 31/171

Hoondan: 0/170

Slaves x101: 0/171

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Friste laughs as Cabas staggers back from the solid blow to his nose. It is broken, blood gushing down the age-worn skin of the Jedi Master's face.

"Pathetic," Friste laughs. "Absolutely pathetic, Master Cabas. I expected more from you."

Cabas grits his teeth. Goaded into striking, he brings his lightsaber up in a slash for Friste's throat, relying on the Dark Jedi's overconfidence to gain him a sudden victory.

But it is as Friste had planned. The Dark Jedi simply steps back, out of Cabas' reach, and brings his lightsaber downwards in a wide slash... that cuts straight through the walkway beneath them. With the many support beams severed during the duel and Friste standing on a secure section of the walkway, it drops out from beneath Cabas.

The Jedi Master reaches out and grabs hold of the walkway that Friste just cut into, still held up by supports. The melted metal left behind by Friste's blade burns his hand, the other still gripping his lightsaber. He bites his tongue to keep from crying out, never one to show weakness, even in bad situations.

Friste says nothing, grinning over his prey. Then, in one quick swipe, he severs Cabas' arm at the elbow and sends the Jedi Master crashing down onto the broken walkway, landing heavily on the banquet table.

Cabas- 2, Friste- 5.

Match to Friste.

Xavier takes a quick glance around at the situation. Although his army has been successful many of their bodies lay scattered across the ground. He senses his Master's pain from the Frsite one who has always been a thorn in his side. Now Svid threatens the entire mission with his foolishness.

Xvier knows to keep his mind focused and pure, but something is happening. Much like before the back of his head begins to come to front. His vision retreats as if something else is taking over. Things appear further away, the edges begin to darken. Just like on that ship before Xavier seems to be not in control anymore.

Just then something comes in that isn't Xavier. It is something else something raw, and screams in his head it is about time.

Xavier swells his muscles tighting, he shall stop this from taking place. It starts with the Pirates.

Xavier let's loose the saber from his hands aiming for the controls. They ill not get what they want Xavier will not allow it.

Master Saber Throw on the Controls.

Dodge Svid's attack.

Anger takes over and fills you with power that you did not have before... your lightsaber flings itself from your hands, guided by your anger as it slices across the controls of the ship. The pirates recoil in fright, keeping clear of the lightsaber as it sinks into one of the main terminals.

This display drains you immensely, but the crew has been prevented from starting the countdown and setting course for the Galactic Center. You have saved thousands of lives through this action.

But it also leaves you somewhat defenseless, as you cannot use Force Dodge. Svidrigailov takes advantage of your distraction and uses his kinetic weapon to send you off your feet for 1 damage. He follows up with a Coup de Grace, which you cannot dodge. The cutlass slices across your leg and shocks you for 14 damage, giving you a -1 penalty for wounds.

The pirates take up their blasters as you have relieved them of their stations, but immediately six of them are shot down by Trax, Prassk, and Hoondan.

Friste uses the Force to summon his discarded Jedi lightsaber to him from where you left it. He activates the weapon, holding his curved-hilted red lightsaber and standard blue lightsaber down at a comfortable angle. He is grinning and eyeing the slaves as they retreat out the ruined blast doors...

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THE SLAVE REBELLION

Level A

Bridge Area

Xavier: 0/63/177

Svidrigailov: 27/178

Pirates x4: 0/175

Center Walkways

Friste: ?/0/175

Entrance

Trax: 21/175

Prassk: 31/174

Hoondan: 0/173

Slaves x41: 0/174

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Your lightsaber has returned to you and you are up!

Xavier gets to his feet quickly the pain is intense. His anger is great but it has given him focus. Svid is no longer the threat it is Friste. It has always been , it will always be Friste until Xavier stops him.

That's right kill him, destroy him he is our enemy. He is our GLORY The voice it is powerful inside of Xavier's head. His body moves without thinking raising his lightsaber to Svid's head.

"You are finished Pirate Lord. Thank whatever greater power you believe in that you are not my focus now."

With that Xavier will will use Jump to get down and land on the Table in front of Friste. The landing shoots blind heat up his leg.

He takes i na deep breath. "Trax, Hoondan, Prassk, get Loola out of here. She is beneath the Table in the maintenance chamber use as many slaves as you need.. I have unfinished business with Friste here."

He brings his saber up into a classic position overhead.

The Jump can only carry you so far. You leap down from the bridge area, leaving behind a baffled Svidrigailov and the remnants of his crew. But your movement has left them clear for your lieutenants to assault. The four pirates are gunned down by Trax and Prassk, while Hoondan trains his rifle on the Pirate Lord. Svidrigailov dodges the attack, but takes 9 damage from a well-placed shot that skim across his side, under his arm.

You land upon the banquet table, near Cabas' unconscious form and the shattered sections of the walkway. But Friste, above you on the walkway, moves away quickly, dashing along to the right-side walkway with Blur.

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THE SLAVE REBELLION

Level A

Bridge Area

Svidrigailov: 36/179

Right Walkways

Friste: ?/0/177

Center Floor

Xavier: 10/63/180

Entrance

Trax: 21/178

Prassk: 31/177

Hoondan: 0/176

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The slaves have all moved out. Trax is going to make his bid for the banquet table to retrieve Loola while Prassk and Hoondan provide covering fire against Svidrigailov.

Force Pool is refreshed.

Xavier will show Friste that he is not the only one who can move quickly. He will also use Blur matching Friste's dash down the Walkway.

You sprint down the banquet table with all due speed with Trax throwing himself underneath the table to find Loola.

Prassk and Hoondan unleash themselves against Svidrigailov, with the Pirate Lord dodging their efforts. 13, 13, 16, and 19 from Prassk's twin-pistol double-shots, getting in 13 damage with the light pistols. Hoondan misses. But Svidrgailov's dodges give them a chance to go again. This time, Prassk and Hoondan miss because the Pirate Lord uses a Fortune point in his dodges against each of them.

With your lieutenants distracted by their thirst for Svidrgailov's blood, Friste takes action. Powering up with Dark Emotions, he unleashes a wave of Hatred as he drops down from the walkways with a Flying Charge. He lands in a crouch between Hoondan and Prassk, rising with a spinning slash. Against Prassk he rolls 10, against Hoondan 16... with his rage powering him, both are hits. His lightsabers burn across their chests despite their attempts to dodge.

You reach them just as Friste performs a Combination against your Trandoshan ally. Prassk puts up a Fortune point against it, raising his active dodge by +5... but Friste rolls 16 and 19, just narrowly beating the dodge. The lightsabers carve deeply into Prassk, scorching and lascerating his vital organs as the former pirate fails his Death Check. Prassk collapses onto the deck, dead.

Trax, underneath the table, lets off a volley at Friste, but the Dark Jedi does not move. He takes 5 damage as the bolts zip past him.

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THE SLAVE REBELLION

Level A

Bridge Area

Svidrigailov: 49/183

Center Floor

Trax: 21/184 (cover: full)

Entrance

Xavier: 9/63/182

Hoondan: 29/183

Friste: ?/5/183 (Hatred)

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Action is yours, Friste is within reach...

Xavier will use sword whirl making his movements like the wind unpredictable.

With that he will lash out at Friste.

Defend for Defense.

That's a duel, then! Please redirect yourself to the 'Xavier vs. Friste' thread that I will now make...

The duel has been won, with Friste as the victor.

You collapse to the ground, your thighs smoldering from the lightsaber wounds they have sustained. And these wounds are deep... you have taken 40 damage as a result of your loss, leading to a badly failed Death Check. You are in bad shape, Xavier; you cannot move your legs without immobilising pain shooting up through them.

Trax and Hoondan are still firing off shots against Svidrigailov, who has taken cover behind the sparking control consoles.

Alarms sound; the ship without a crew is now in a deteriorating orbit of Varloucant and dropping steadily towards the atmosphere.

"Pathetic," Friste repeats. When the alarms sound, he deactivates his lightsabers and strides off, through the melted blast doors and toward the hangars.

Xavier feels his legs burning.

His mind races, he only sees Friste. He knows he only lost cause he was injured getting here. He knows he only lost cause he couldn't fully use his strength.

All his life Xavier has been governed by logic. Now though Xavier isn't the one thinking. There is something new, something primal in him. Screaming for everything that is his.
Now with his body failing he only wants one thing. He wants his Glory, he needs it. It is the dead of Friste Tem where it lays, where it is hidden.

"THIS IS ONLY A FLESH WOUND, FRISTE! ONE THAT WILL NOT DELAY ME! YOU ARE NOT MY RIVAL FRISTE, YOU ARE MY OBSTACLE. I SHALL OVERCOME YOU!"

Xavier yells at the top of his lungs. This is the first time ever Xavier has yelled like this. Without purpose behind it. He can not walk but he does his best crawling after Friste. His eyes never leaving the fallen jedi's path.

"FRISTE WE ARE NOT DONE YET! I SHALL HAVE YOUR HEAD! IT IS MINE! DO YOU HEAR ME! MINE!!!!!!"

He is reaching out trying to grab him but only clutches the air.

Friste does not even pause as he strides confidently through the blast doors and off of the bridge. He disappears into the darkness beyond.

Nearby, Hoondan has been forced into cover by Svidrigailov's shots while Trax is retrieving Loola. The Pirate Lord has left the bridge area and is racing along the left walkways, firing his enormous pistol with deadly accuracy. The over-charged bolts strike the banquet table, blowing off large chunks of marble each time. Hoondan returns fire when he can, but he is too injured to land a decisive shot.

Xavier hovers his eyes at where Friste stood for just a moment. Then with the sudden outburst done "Xavier" begins to retake control. If that is what he can call himself now. He rolls unto his back not knowing what to think anymore.

As the various physical responses to stimuli recede though that familiar cold detached thinking comes back. His mental functions return to normal. He sees the world in it's familiar patterns of steps.

Svid can not win now. He has lost his men. His ship is falling. He won't have the same pull in this system anymore. He has lost it all. In essence the only thing left he needs to complete this mission is Loola. Trax has her and Hoondan is offering enough cover fire for now.

He needs to know if Cabas is alright though.

LEAVE HIM ALONE XAVIER. FRISTE IS ALL THAT MATTERS HE MUST BE DEALT WITH, WE MUST HAVE OUR GLORY!

"Be quit you. I am the one in control now."

Only for now. Always remember that... only... for now.

The biological being known as Xavier begins to stir. HE tries to stand hoping he can. Even if it does not work he will try and make contact with Cabas.

"Master Cabas are you alright? Can you move?"

At this point, Svidrigailov has reached the end of the walkways. He hobbles down a spiral staircase and passes through the blast doors, following after Friste.

Cabas is on the opposite end of the banquet table from you, but he does not seem to be conscious.

Trax emerges from underneath the table with a shaken Loola, while Hoondan rushes over to check on you.

"Are you alright?" Hoondan asks, examining the vicious slash across your thighs. "Can you move?"

Xavier will try and stand if he can pushing aside the pain.

It is no use. In addition to the scorching pain from the deep wound, you can hardly feel your legs below it. Hoondan tries to lift you up, but it becomes evident that you will not be able to walk.

"I must carry you," Hoondan tells you.

Trax starts to walk towards you, then notices that you are looking in the direction of the fallen Ko Cabas. Leaving Loola by you two, he dashes over to check the Jedi Master.

"He's alive!" Trax tells you, slinging the Jedi Master over his shoulder.

Xavier does not like the idea of being carried but he knows he ahs no other choice for now.

"Make sure you grabbed his and mine lightsabers. We make for the transports. We shall deal with Friste and Svid another time."

You have your lightsaber, but Trax must reach down and pry Cabas' lightsaber from the severed arm nearby. He places the lightsaber at his own belt as he lugs your Master over to you.

"We need to get out of here," Trax says.

"The ship is going to crash into the planet," Hoondan says.

"There's nothing we can do about that," Trax replies.

With the possibility of innocent life in danger Xavier has to act. He wouldn't mind leaving but he knows his Master would not care for such an action.

"No, Trax there has to be a way to keep it from lcrashing into a populated area?"

"The controls are beyond working," Trax says. "What you didn't slash up, Svidrigailov blasted. This ship is doomed and so are the people it lands on."