Coryn continued working on the lightsaber despite the appearence of Nada and Fas. His senses told him that they were in no mood to talk, so that convinced Coryn even more to finish his saber. The saber was almost halfway complete. The emitter, lens, and all the other do-hickeys were in place, all that was left was to construct the exterior, and put the crystals into place, which would take a few hours.
Almost completely absorbed into his work, he grabbed a fusion cutter from the toolkit, and set upon melding the shafter and grip to fit himself. The process was quick, and the outcome suffered because of it, but Coryn didn't really have another choice.
That's when Coryn decided he should leave. He activated his Stealth Generator after shoving the half-finished saber into his bag, and then Force Jumped to the wall above him-which was fifty meters off the ground. The sudden movement jarred him so much that the Generator cut off, and he landed on top of the wall fully visible. Without a second thought, he turned, drew a Blaster pistol, and fired shots at both Fas and Nada until the weapon overheated, at which point he threw it down, and Jumped again, this time landing in the middle of the Bazaar. Coryn then took off running towards the ship, which he'd learned it'd been named the 'Emerald Runner'.
When Coryn arrived, he found that the ship was gone, and in it's place were fourteen Exchange thugs, and a rather large Gamorrean. The Selkath spat at his feet, gurgled something unintelligeable, and resigned himself to wait as the Exhange thugs surrounded him, and Nada and Fas no doubt hurried after him.
What a great day this is turning out to be...
((sounds like yoda speaking. XD ))
fas dodged the blasts, though they were off target. be fore the croud could turn, he ran towards the ship, sprinting like a cheeta. he slid to a stop with his blaster raised. he climbed a building, to get a clear aim. his heavy blaster gurgled and hummed as it charged to full power. he mumbled "gotcha now" to himself, unaware that his comm headset was on, and nada could hear him from hers.
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The thug leader stepped forward. "Pay your ship. Then leave you, Dantooine can." He spat in barely telligable basic.
Coryn inclined his head.
"I've no desire to pay for the ship when I've had but a day to aquire the money. If your master would let me, I'd gladly hunt down the bounty to provide payment."
Coryn's throat gurgled with impatience.
One false move, nimrods, and I'll have you all in the air begging to breathe...
Jel-Kor walked away from the group of the Jedi, and turned on the transmission. A small hologram of a master appeared on top of the comm link. The image was one of the male masters of the Council... it was the one exiled after the Mandalorian Wars, the one who reconstructed the Jedi Order after the defeat of the Sith... He was the one once known as the Jedi Exile.
"Greetings, Master Jel-Kor." He said in a deep voice.
"Greetings, my master."
"It is good you have contacted us. We need to tell you what has happened in Dantooine. You will then choose if you wish to tell the others or not. Of the Jedi who were sent there to investigate, only 7 remain. Some were slain by Terentatek beasts... They succesfully eliminated all Terentatek threats, though... others, however... were killed by something--- or someone--- else..." He informed, his last words sounding suspicious.
"...What do you mean, master?"
"We don't exactly know the reason of their death... but we do know the wounds seen on them were caused by a Jedi's weapon,"
Jel-Kor flinched for a moment. He immediately knew who was responsible for his friends' death: Coryn.
"Master... I am afraid something has happened here. Something bad... Master Coryn has gone mad... he has turned to the dark side. We tried to stop him from leaving the planet, but we couldn't. He escaped, stealing merchant's shuttle."
"Hmm... I suspected as much. Coryn never truly belonged to this Order... Although, I never thought he would be capable of killing fellow Jedi..." He said, sounding sad and disappointed. "That would explain their deaths. I will alert the remaining Jedi in Dantooine. You are not to go in your friend's aid. You will leave Kashyyyk and head for the moon of Dxun. When you are about to reach your destination, contact me, Cardan."
"Yes, master. I will."
"May the Force be with you." He said, as the small hologram disappeared.
*Yes, the Exile is male on this story*
Reki's head canted in Jel-Kor's direction, though she kept her eyes on the wookies. Yes she was eavesdropping, but they didn't need to know that. She was discrete about her actions, acting as if she had a kink in her neck. 'Coryn.... Has gone to the darkside?.... Interesting." A smile played on her face. 'Too bad we're leaving... Oh well."
Master Jel-Kor returned to the shuttle. He thought it was important for the group to know what has happened. No need to keep it as a secret. He stood behind the pilot seat, and turned to see everyone's faces in front of him.
"Something has come up," He shouted so everyone could listen. "The Council has informed me Group B has eliminated all Terentatek beasts in Dantooine," He said, and cheers and shouts of joy started in the shuttle. When they ended, he continued. "However... only seven Jedi remain alive... and Terentatek and Kinrath were not the only beasts responsible for their death: some of the victims held wounds caused by a Jedi's weapon... by a lightsaber. Yes, I know what you're thinkning. Coryn is probably still on Dantooine, but he definitely will try to leave the planet now. We, however, are not to go in our friends' aid. Direct Council orders. Although, they have told me where are we to go next: the moon of Dxun," He informed, as he saw the looks of anguish and fear on some of the Jedi's faces. "Yes, indeed. Dxun is a very, very, very dangerous place. We will need to be extremely careful. The Council told me to contact them when we were about to reach our next destination... That's all I have to say." He said, and he then turned around and sat in the co-pilot's seat. "Download the co-ordinates, pilot. We're heading to Dxun."
"Right away, sir."
Coryn sighed. The idiots before him were obviously stupid. Coryn felt his I.Q. dropping with every second of their presence.
"I'm through with this." He spat angrily, and lifted his hands. The Gamorrean gargled, and then dropped to the ground, lifeless. Two others did the same, before the other thugs found out what was happening. Coryn drew the Vibroblade at his side, and lunged toward the leader of the thugs in front of him. With a shriek, the alien drew his blaster, but Coryn was to quick for him. The hand dropped to the ground, severed, and Coryn quickly decapatated the snarling alien.
The other thugs had already drawn their blasters, but Coryn found them easily deflected with focused Force energy. He dove to his left, and three more thugs met the same fate as their leader.
Coryn felt heat on his left leg, and then searing pain.
"Blast it!" He cursed, and then dove to the right, slicing a Rodian's leg on the way, and when he stood straight did he stab it into the heart of the creature. He turned. Six more thugs were before him, and he spotted Fas out of the corner of his eye, on some rooftop.
Coryn feigned surrender, as the six thugs raised their blaster and shouted for him to drop his weapon. Hands in the hair, he started walking towards them, and the shrieked that he stay put. Without listening, he approached them, and they backed away, his hands still in the air, but his hand grasped tight around the vibroblade.
"Listen, we can talk through this!" He shouted, but then dropped to his knees, and Force Pushed two of the thugs away, diving towards the one closest. He felt his Force Deflection slip, and two more searing burns found their way into his back. His blade connected with the lead thug's leg, sending him sprawling to the ground, and Coryn quickly whipped around and beheaded the alien.
The two thugs he pushed away stood back up, and began firing, and two others decided to turn and flee. Satisfied he was winning, Coryn dodged three more shots, before one connected with his right shin, sending him sprawling onto the ground.
Only three. he reassued himself, and managed to Force Choke the lone one to his left. The other two kept firing, but Coryn managed to slide past their bullets, and they met their end on his blade.
Twelve corpses lay around him, some beheaded, others still gasping for ait. Coryn marveled at his strength, and the passion in which he slew his foes.
"What an oddity... The Jedi do well to keep these emotions hidden from their pupils." Coryn hissed as he realized that Fas and Nada were still a threat, and he took off running towards the Hangar Bay. He heard Fas fire multiple shots, only one of which connected with his right arm, causing him to drop his vibroblade.
"Damn!" he cursed, but slid into the shelter of the hangar.
Three ships lay before him. A Transit, a frieghter, and a small, compact Fighter(Use whatever model you wish here, I'm really bending the rules of physics in this post.) Coryn limped over to the fighter, checking to see if anyone around him would oppose him. They didn't.
He clambered into the fighter'ss open hatch, despite protests from far away Docking Bay workers. He flipped on the ship's engines, and slowly it began to lift off of the ground. Backed into a wall, the worker's had no choice but to open the hangar, which they did, and Coryn shot off into the sky.
(Beat me with all of the verbal assaults that you wish. I wanted to get out of that situation, so I did 😛 Of course, I don't see how it isn't possible for a Jedi Master-turned-Sith to take out twelve Exchange Thugs...)