Originally posted by I eat kittens
((howdy doo party peoples! im back, and im coming on stronger then ever [in a non sexual way] whos up for giving me a recap of events. its good top be back even though i dont know whats going on!))
((There's a recap on the last page in the discussion thread by Obsidian Fury))
Lieutenant Freya stepped into her quarters, and motioned Atris in. "Wait a moment." She shut the door, and moved into the fresher. "Not sure about that chest of yours!" She called from the fresher. "But we're about the same body size... you said you were Echani, you look human. Here we are..." Freya returned carrying an assortment of clothing that would cover Ashley more. "Some were black dress like garments, high neck collared jumpers, jumpsuits, and some un-marked uniforms. "I don't usually wear the dress." She smiled warmly. "I'll leave you to decide." (make it up)
Atris placed her combat-suit and helmet to the side as the lieutenant brought out some clothing. With a smile and a bow, Atris took hold of a set of outfit and studied it for a brief moment "We Echani are considered a species of near-humans, so our figure does not really differ from yours. We have about the same biological structure, only my race has a more light color. White hair, white eyes, sometimes even white skin such as mine, faintly tanned with some color" She said as she removed her top and filtered the clothing of the lieutenant, picking the set of clothes resembling a dress. After having taken off most of her own outfit, she started putting it on the dress and was swiftly clad once again, now having two set of clothes put aside "Thank you for your kindness, lieutenant. Not the most combat-friendly outfit, but I think I'll manage the day" She said, studing herself and the elegant as well as simple dress.
"It's a beautiful dress. How come you don't wear it so often" She felt obliged to ask, glancing then over to her own clothes which she embraced once more and held against her stomach as she beheld the lieutenant.
"Hm... suits you." She said, ignoring the question momentarily. "Now you will probably want to know where your temporary quarters are... well. I've already recieved my orders to look after you, so here you are." Freya brushed a strand of red hair from her red iris'. "This is a military ship, so clothes of your kind wouldn't do too well for distraction." She placed her hands on her hips. "I don't often wear clothing like that, especially since I left my civilian life back on Tatooine. The dress was a parting gift from my dad, I never cared for it much."
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"This way." Forrester ran for the hanger entrance, already hearing walker fire. He croutched down beside the keypad, then glanced at Q'Anila. "Give us an entrence?"
The Espionage squad all stopped around the entrence, and Araina was set down. "Weapons ready." (Tove, your up too, Ghost Six)
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Daran kneeled before Banis in her meditation chambers aboard the Blue Riot. He was dressed in a black jumpsuit, and shrouded with a robe traditional of Force users, in a entity like black.
"You have training for me, mistress."
Civilian lifestyle. Atris laughed silently to herself, as she herself had never really had one. The Echani was a people that worshipped combat as if it was a religion, who dedicated their life to combat and sometimes even communicated with it. It was their culture. The word civil was almost alien to Atris. Virtually everything was business for Atris, even those couple of romantic relationships she had in the past was on one level or another professional. Either a fellow bounty hunter or someone close to a target of hers. "So we'll share room? So much for trying to be out of your way" She said with a grin and threw the clothes and helmet on the floor.
"When does the captain dine?" Atris asked, as she had been invited to join him. There was not much more to do at this point rather than wait, so she could as well just hang about the lieutenant until it was time.
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"Very well. Keep your heads low" She answered and stepped forth to the entrance. She clenched her fists and directed her hands forward. It took little focus from her side before the entrance before them more or less was ripped in half and pressed against the wall, then rolled into two objects similar to pillars and shot towards the walker, althought doubtfully adequate to do any real harm. "I'm still weak. I trust the enemies to you for now, commander"
"Blessed be the cavalry" Ghost Six declared as as the entrance to the docking bay by Ghost Six's definition virtually exploded and was shot out, granting a moment of breathing, as the breach through the entrance caught the hostiles attention. "Best move, commander. Time is running out" sounded through the radiolink and Ghost Six opened further fire against the walker in the docking bay, hiding behind some canisters for cover.
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"There is always training to be done, Darth Sear, a lesson to be learnt every day" She said, her legs crossed where she sat in meditation, her arms relaxed and her mind at serenity. She opened her eyes, although not visible through the dark mask and she eyed her apprentice before her "Before we go further, you need to know what you want. I've sensed doubt in you, and confusion, long ago and at more recent times" She paused, then lifted herself up with the Force and stood on her feet, being done with the meditation "The Miraluka is alive. She survived the encounter with the leviathan although was captured by it"
Originally posted by Obsidian Fury
"Blessed be the cavalry" Ghost Six declared as as the entrance to the docking bay by Ghost Six's definition virtually exploded and was shot out, granting a moment of breathing, as the breach through the entrance caught the hostiles attention. "Best move, commander. Time is running out" sounded through the radiolink and Ghost Six opened further fire against the walker in the docking bay, hiding behind some canisters for cover.
Forrester was first through the breach, blaster rifle spitting red death at the Stormtroopers. He skidded into cover beside Ghost Six. "By the Force, an AT-RT. Sure made a mess. Lets go!" (take over, won't be online much today)
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"Too bad. A fitting end to her ways of cheating death and betrayel. I am as your will commands me." Daran looked up at the mask, and tried to see through it.
(Talk to you guys later)
Banis laughed and finished with a grin across her face "Humoring, but don't be so swift to wish those you dislike dead. Patience is the reason the Sith has lived for as long as it has, and the reason it will continue to do so" She eyed Daran and placed her hand over her mask, pulling it away and placing it on the desk. She paused and turned her back on him for a moment, her hands she placed on the table and stared on the wall in front of them "Are you familiar with the Jedi technique Malacia?"
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"Grant us cover, Jedi" Ghost Six requested in a respectful manner, moving out from her hidingplace and opened fire on the invading forces. She moved over towards their escapevessel and opened the entrance to it, gesturing everyone to move in as swiftly as possible. She herself used the side of the ship as cover as a few more hostile troopers fell to the ground by her or the weapons of others.
Q'Anilia happily heeded the request, not wanting any more people to die because of her. She was getting drained however, not having gotten any proper rest ever since she first engaged the troops of Rhonin, but she had adequate strength to form a formidable shield for the group. She raised her arms, opened her hands, and created a wall using the Force to deflect what blaster bolts that came their way. With every ounce of her strength, she formidably deflected all shots towards them and the ship and along with the rescue party she entered the vessel and kept the shield open even once inside it.
Forrester slapped the ramp controls and then secured Araina as it sealed with a hiss. The thuds of blaster fire on the hull became the music to their lives as a flight of TIEs roared into the hanger. "Six get us airbourne while I see to Araina! Get the shields up first!"
Forrested quickly removed the penetrated armour plate and looked the wound over. "Oh shoot..." there were two burn marks tha lead into an open wound the size of his fist, just under her lungs, thankfully missing her heart. Although blood oozed through the blackened skin, while white, and charred bone shone through. "Stay with me Ara! No! No, no, no, nooo!" Araina had slumped and her brething had stopped. "Dammit, she's arrested! Q'Anila, can you...?"
(Tove FYI The hanger exit is sealed, we'll be flying through the ship, though just report first of the TIEs and the sealed hanger after we're airbourne)
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Freya looked at Atris with all seriousness. "I don't know. But you can ask him, when you see him later." She turned and exited her room, not really that happy about sharing her room, and clothing, but orders were orders. She'll live.
(take an annoyingly, for the crew, self guided tour of the ship)
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Daran remained emotionless, though a slight amount of imptients kept his anger at Q'Anila flckering. "No, my lady. Or if I do then I may not be aware of it's name." He said, keeping his voice as emotionless as a Vulcan (it's an RP not an official novel). He rose when directed, and tracked Banis. "Please..."
A grave, concerned thought crossed her mind as she ceased the Force wall and allowed the ship to take some hits when adressed to. Q'Anilia wasn't sure what to do, but despite her weakened state took action and dashed over to where Forrester and Araina was, getting on her knees swiftly as she was before the two. She virtually shoved Forrester to the side so that she had room to take stance, and bent over the injured woman. She placed both her hands over the significant injury and focused with what strength of her remained.
"Consider this an old womans desperate attempt to repay your selfless acts" She spoke and took a deep breath as the bright blue light appeared beneath her hands and on the injury of the woman. While exhausted, Q'Anilia gave it her best and focused like she had rarely done before. Her lack of strength forced her to draw from her own health and add it to the woman who recieved the heal. A tear traveled down Q'Anilias cheek as she could feel the pain that this woman had suffered as she ventured with the Force through the wound.
Having noted that her strainful efforts gave the womans heart strength to pound once more, Q'Anilia decided to give it all and had her technique ascent in power. Q'Anilia had never experimented with the Force before, but if she were to keep the heart of the woman beating after having started it again, she had to push her own limits. She pressed hard against the now regenerating injury of the woman and the pain was expressed as nothing but tears running down Q'Anilias cheek. In order to push the heal further, the reciever had to be sensitive to the Force. So it was time for the experimental part, and with all her might attempted to influence the woman with the Force, if only for a few seconds. Virtually bless her with the Force. For a second, it appeared as it worked and Q'Anilia ceased the opportunity to throw the woman into a healing trance, a technique only usable on those sensitive to the Force.
Q'Anilia gave out a yelp as she pulled her hands back and fell backwards onto her back on the ground, the tears still streaming down her cheeks. It was impossible to tell if Q'Anilia had revived and healed the woman, or if she had wasted her last strength on a worthless experiment. But it wasn't worthless. It was worth it. Worth a try. A faint red taint colored the bandages wrapped around her head, implicating that Q'Anilia had actually started bleeding from her sockets from the strain of the healing alone. Exhausted she laid on her back and cried in pain, although cried silently. It was also tears of joy.
She had drawn from her own essence though, to preforme the experiment. The experiment that maybe didn't work. Had it ever been done before? Had anyone ever brought someone back from the dead? Had someone ever blessed another with the Force, even if only for a second? It was a mad shadow of hope, from a desperate old woman. "I'll ... rest now" She said, starting to relaxe. "If ... she dies ... I'm sorry" Araina's fate was up to the Force now. Q'Anilia laid straight on the floor of the ship, breathing heavily before passing out, falling unconcious.
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((Will post with Atris in a while 😊 It's up to you if Q'Anilia failed or not. It was a longshot. Not even sure you can revive someone with the Force. Or even temporarily make someone Force sensitive, and even if you could, if you would be able to put someone in a healing trance during that temporary state of sensitivy 😛 It's all one big longshot. It's up to you, JR 🙂))
Ok, you can put a non-Force sensitive being, into a Force induced healing trance, but not for very long, unless you use energy on doing it. If you are powerfull enough in the Force, you can keep people alive, however only the Dark-side can bring someone back, however unlikely it might seem. I offer Darth Pleagus as an example. Killed by his appretice, Palpatine, in his sleep. It was said to Anakin Skywalker by Palpatine that Pleagus could save others but not himself, stating it to be ironic.))
One of the Espionage team pulled Q'Anila into the crash seat beside him, and moved to look behind her bandages. "Now we wait and trust in the Force that her life-force will be sustained till we get her in a bacta tank."
Forrester opened the medical pack, and removed bacta patches, applyng them to Araina's more minor wounds. And injecting her with a shot of adrenalin into her heart. "Will she..."
((Darth Plagueis was able to manipulate midi-chlorians and supposedly induce the Force into another. Revolving bringing someone back, remember that Q'Anilia is no longer a 'Jedi' by her own words. She has also used Force Lightning, and she has done some wicked deeds in the past (Taris massacre). The trance wasn't supposed to be very long. What Q'Anilia hoped to do was to get the heart going and then put the woman into a trance so that it would keep going. She hoped that the trance would keep her stable long enough for the body to regenerate and adapt to the heal and start functioning again 🙂
Again, it was Q'Anilia going all experimental. It's up to you if it works or not 😄))
Atris followed the lieutenant with her eyes as she exited the room and she herself remained in it for some time. When the lieutenant was gone, Atris couldn't but help to grin at the situation. She walked then out of the room, not completely trusting the crew but left her clothing in the room anyway. She began walking and started inspecting the starship. She walked with her hands behind her back and eyed every trooper and crewman she passed, not giving it much more thought than that. She visited the docking bay, she visited the cargo hold and various other areas. It was obvious that there was mixed feelings about her being on the ship, but what people thought of her did not face her at all. Some who passed her studied the dress, while others glared her straight in the eyes with hints of dismay.
(That move could work. A healing trance is a near-death state and if it could only get applied it should recover the body adequately. The injury was quite nasty though and the body might lack the components required to actually regenerate. A bacta tank would be a necessity even if what Q'Anilia attempted worked. The Force can't do all the work with an injury that big)
Ghost Six merely nodded, although concerned for their injured trooper and she sat down and powered up every system in the ship. She applied power to the shield first of all and it held adequately. "The exit is still sealed. We'll have to make one. Hold on"
She raised the ship from the ground and backed somewhat first, knocking a walker down in satisfaction with the rear and then raced through the docking bay and crashed at the wall of the starship, quaking their own ship significantly. A good amount of rounds at the ship wall and they crashed through. Although not safe yet, she opened communication "Hold on tight. Might be a bumpy ride" she stated as they soared out of the ship. "This lady better be worth it" she muttered where she sat, thinking about those that never made it of the ship.
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(I'm not some literature professor, so don't sweat it, dear 😛)
Banis turned and smiled at Daran. She walked up to his side with her hands behind her back "Malacia is a Jedi technique with which the Jedi used to turn their opponents own equilibrium against them. It's a technique that cause extreme dizziness and nausea. While developed by Jedi, it's a twisted technique. It makes your opponent lose almost all sense of balance and focus and often has the weak vomit" She paused, placing her hand on his shoulder. She could sense his anger well. It didn't matter who he was angry with, really. It made him more manageable "When fighting a more competent foe, this technique can prove very useful. If you are to battle a more powerful foe, say a Miraluka, in saber or with the Force, this technique can save your life and be the end of theirs" Malacia was a rare technique that Banis herself rarely used. She had used it once at a band of stormtroopers, but after having witnessed uncontrolled vomiting from a dozen grown men, she decided against it for future use.
It could prove useful in the hands of Darth Sear though. His current hate for the Miraluka, while most probable to fade, could drive him to foolish things. Q'Anilia in question could prove highly resiliant to the technique, but even the slightest touch of nausea could have her guard dropped and give one such as Sear an opening. There was a lot Sear had still to learn, but the time with his choice drawed near. For now, Banis had to teach him what she could that would get him to walk out of a clash with Q'Anilia alive, forced to expect that a situation of the sort might happen.
He was confused. Angry. Young. Banis would do what she could to avert his anger from Q'Anilia, fearing for the well-being of her apprentice, and this could not be done through lessons through the Force alone. But there were a couple of techniques that Daran could learn from her that would aid him in a possible clash. Although despite his anger, she doubted that he was willing to clash with the Miraluka.