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Niomi

Time to step this up Niomi thought as she activated her force speed makeing her doubly fast. She moved in for her kill and force lightning but it was deflected by Shiara "you you" what had Shiara told her about Vashtu. Trying to cut each other performing to their limits Niomi made one fatal flaw. Shiara force pushed and Niomi flipped back and missplaced her footing. Within a blink of an eye Shiara had cut her right across the chest but for some reason she could still talk with Shiara while she was laying there "sorry" sh told her....


OOC:Don't worry she is not dead also I loved the way you worked Naruto into your char man lol (I meen dragonrazor)
 
Devilgrl said:
OOC:Don't worry she is not dead also I loved the way you worked Naruto into your char man lol (I meen dragonrazor)


you're welcome, i couldn't resist it
 
Instead of landing a final blow Shiara just stood there poised in case of any sudden movements.

"sorry" Niomi said softly..


She then noticed that she'd slashed across her chest and her eyes widened..


"Niomi.."


She stepped back and stood down as she saw Ebaree run over to her. What could Shiara do? She had not wanted to hurt her old comrade, but she had been fighting for her life and she had done what her instincts had told her to. She could not help but feel like what she'd done was wrong..
 
Adray nodded to Erika, who opened the hatch to the ship, running down quickly. The young Numan girl stepped past Ebaree and Shiara, and knelt beside Niomi, holding one hand over the wound, and the other on the Jedi's forehead. She closed her eyes, concentrating, and suddenly green, glowing lights started rising up around them. Suddenly, the lights turned white and entered Niomi's body.
 
OOC Niomi is just coming out of a bacta tank

"Where am I and why am I not dead"Niomi thought. Thats when the water cleared and she saw Ebaree standing in front of her. "Ebaree...I'm sorry if I scared you" she stumbled forward and hugged her. "I-I guess I missed you in there" she planted a long kiss on her lips. "Thats my apology"...
 
While Niomi had been out, the crew had been busy repairing the Dreadnaught, and Erika, SiRen, and Adray had brought the Atlantis back into the shuttle bay. Once that was done, Adray had spent all his time with Shiara, who watched over Niomi and Ebaree.
 
Ebaree held Niomi tightly before returning the kiss. "I was so worried that you had been badly injured! I was so angry I nearly killed someone!" She started to almost cry with joy at Niomi's return to health
 
Shiara knew that the dark presence from before was still out there. It would take everything they had to even attempt to take it down.. She pulled Adray aside and looked him in the eyes then looked away from them..


"You know as well as I do that Niomi wasn't what we felt before.. Whatever we felt is still coming. I feel it's strength and I can not help but feel that we are unprepared.."


She found herself hugging him tightly and holding him close. She knew that this whole thing. Adray and her, meeting niomi again, everything. It had all happened so quickly. She didn't have time to register any of it. This was it's plan.. To strike in a time of confusion and win as many as it could.. She needed to be in his arms more than anything at this moment..
 
Adray held Shiara close, thinking much the same thing about the force he had engaged before. Still, he hoped to avoid any unncessary trouble, especially after having to drench most of the ships.
 
Niomi

"I'm fine Ebaree" Niomi said. Turning to Adray and Shiara "Shiara do you feel the disturbance moving towards us" looking worried Shiara nodded. "We should get prepared for it...I think it may accually be Vashtu I'm not sure yet all I know is that it's powerful" the thought of Vashtu made her blood boil...
 
"We're docking with the dreadnought class starship now," the Slipstream's captain told Master Vashtu.

Dar nodded his head and waited. Once the small cruiser was secure in the larger ship's bay, he and Leema headed down the boarding ramp.

The docking bay was brightly lit and desolately empty.

"No one to meet us," Vashtu observed in his Coruscanti accent. "How rude."

He could feel the other Force users on this ship. He could sense conflicting emotions and thoughts. And then, there was the ominous darkness that seemed to emanate from the planet below.

Vashtu saw his Padawan scanning the bay with an apprehensive look.

"Be wary," he told her. "But open yourself to the Force. Let it flow through you. Let it become you."

Having been schooled in the Force since he was very young, Vashtu considered himself a Knight of the old Order. His command of the Force was superb, as was his skill with a lightsaber. He was one of the few to master the lightsaber fighting style called Vapaad, a form invented by the legendary Mace Windu that called on it's user's darker side to wield the energy blade.

It was because Vashtu was such a master that he was sent here.
 
Niomi felt the ship land "cmon Ebaree lets see who it is." Niomi rushed towards the docking bay and saw Vashtu. "Aaaa so your here" taking Ebaree off her shoulders. "So what bring you here Vashtu your latest mission or was it just the fact that you felt the pressence of a sith on this ship" twirling her double bladed lightsaber in her hand not attacking. "You know weapon masters have to learn the exact counter to every fighting style..." she looked towards him now. "Oh my it looks like you didn't...you know I am also a skilled vapaad fighter but i tend to use Ataru...would you like to spar?"
 
Ebaree stood ready next to Niomi, her own lightsabre drawn, but not active. Jedi seemed to be coming out of the woodwork, and the Force be damned if she was going to be caught unarmed when it came to the crunch! She would stand by her friend, lover, and Master (mistress?) Niomi against all Jedi who whould dare to strike her down! She felt a vague stirring in her senses. Could this be that 'dark side' thing that everyone warned about? She didn't know, not being as well trained in the ways of the force as nearly all basic padawans...
 
Jon Neizu awoke to find himself in a damp cellar without his tunic on, who was that woman he wondered and found his hands and feet tied together with rope.
On the bright side his wound on his shoulder was bandage up and heard to cellar open and someone coming down the stairs.
He stared at the bounty hunter in defiance and utters contempt with his head up high.

I see your awoke Second Lieutenant said the bounty hunter and throw a bucket at him that she had brought down with her.

What was that for shouted Jon?

Your kind deserve nothing less for all the war crimes and damage your people did during your rule replied the bounty hunter.

That was another Era and the crime you speak of was done by a corrupted regime sneered Jon.

Well I am sure some people will see it differently said Deeva as she removed her helmet and reveal her face, my own parents suffered in a Labour camp under that regime and how I see it nothing charge just the leadership under your moffs replied Deeva.
 
Adray stood there, leaning against the wall, one hand resting on the photon sword at his waist, the other around Shiara's shoulders. He didn't know what to make of this Jedi Master yet, but he did sense the power in the man.

Erika was exercising, doing calisthenics on the deck, while SiRen was plugged into the Atlantis running system checks. He had expected someone more imposing, and was disappointed by the scan readings of the man getting off the shuttle. Still, he knew some people on his world could supress their power, make it seem less than it was. Maybe they'd see some interesting tricks from this older man.
 
Shiara watched Niomi speak harsh and reckless words to Master Vashtu and knew it was not wise. Adray had his arm around her in a less than professional manner as the jedi master walked in. She knew it would make her look like she had been behaving frivolously in his eyes, since he believed in the ways of the old order and this was a less then celibate looking position. All she could do was remain silent as he entered the room and made her temporarily forget the darkness luming near them..
 
Unlike most jedi after her training she took her training lighsabers with her. She carried them around in a bag tied arond her back. "Here Shiara" she tossed her the wooded lighsaber. "Also here Vashtu" she through him a similar one and last but not least she took out her own single bladed one. "Now how bout some free for all or 2 on 1" now preparing to activate her force speed/rage the most deadly combo for lighsabers. "It's your choice I havn't had a good spar in a while...most of my victims require decapitation the Huts like there enemies killed that way...I have no idea why" she knew that would piss off Vashtu...
 
Adray grinned, and dropped his sword, and lowered his halberd, before picking up a pair of boken, wooden training swords used by Shinobi. He also pocketed a set of dummy Shuriken and some dull Kunai knives. He intended to have as much fun as possible with these childish sparring sessions they were wanting. He had been lax in his training, though he had taught Shiara a few new moves. He hoped to get himself back into shape.
 
"I did not come here to spar, Niomi," Dar said, raising his hand and stopping the training weapon in mid-air. He lowered his hand and the practice sword fell to the deck. "Your use, or mis-use I should say, of the Force is deplorable."

Vashtu quietly and nonchalantly stepped a few paces closer. "Don't you remember anything the masters taught you?"

He turned to Shiara and Adray. "There is danger here, and it must be dealt with. The position of this planet is vital to the Republic." He scanned across all of them, even the little one, who seemed to be Force-sensitive as well. "Are we to fight amongst ourselves like a pack of gundarks, or shall we embark on a most worthy quest to restore order? That is, after all, what Jedi do."

He sighed. "I would like to take into account that I am indeed in the presence of Jedi. Am I? Or have you all lost your discipline?"
 
This Vashtu character certainly seemed quite arrogant. No sooner had he boarded this ship, than he had used the Force to stop all the practice blades, and effectivly given them all an order, while making it seem like a simple request. Of course, he had called them all Jedi as well. The word stung Ebaree slightly. If her luck had been different, there is a small chance she may have become one, but not now. And probably never. "You are wrong! I am no Jedi, and you can't order me around like one!"
 
SiRen shouldered his energy rifle, unplugging himself from the Atlantis' computer console, and stood up slowly. He turned to his captain, as if asking orders. Erika finished her calisthenics, then looked at SiRen, before getting up and looking at Adray as well. Adray simply shrugged, and put away the training gear. He didn't trust this man, too arrogant for his tastes.
 
"I would like to take into account that I am indeed in the presence of Jedi. Am I? Or have you all lost your discipline?"


Shiara had stood up suddenly, out of Adray's grasp blushing a bit.. She found herself a bit embarassed being found this way, almost shamed.. She looked at Adray as he put up some of the equipment and she knew Vashtu would sense the difference in her.. She had been one of the top in her class and found herself wondering if she had seem that arrogant and frigid to the ship's crew during the beginning of the trip.. She stood infront of him trying to pay her respects even though she too felt uneasy.. She temporarily regained her stonecold demeanor if only to show him that she had been doing her job..


"Master Vashtu.. I am sorry we were not there to greet you upon arrival.. We are honored by your presence.. "
 
"Ha your kidding right Shiara HUMBLED" she chuckled. "Also I have no association with you jedi anymore why would a rouge weapon master need to." Turning to Shiara "Shiara already knows this but I think I'm the dark presence I'm now a merc" now grinning. "I've been waiting to see your cowardly face for a long time" her anger rising. "Kick me out would you the best lighsaber fighter you've seen in a while second best pupil and you discard me like nothing I hate you"...
 
Vashtu regarded Ebaree. He was impressed. A sort of fierceness there, but a deep sense of loyalty. She could be such a Jedi.

To Shiara, he bowed his head. "An apology is not needed, Jedi Shiara," he told her. "Perhaps you feel as though I spoke to harshly? Like the Jedi Council, I hold every Jedi and Padawan accountable for their actions. I sense things here that are very out of place. But, now, truthfully, is no time for the discussion. I am simply asking for help from friends," he told her in a soothing voice. Vashtu had no wish to get off on the wrong foot with any of them. He knew they could quite well possibly need each other's talents and gifts in the time to come.

"Niomi," he said, facing her, "your anger is displaced. There is no reason to hold ill will against me or the Order." Vashtu sensed Leema, his Padawan, behind him reaching for her lightsaber. He made a gesture with his hand in her direction. A simple gesture. A Jedi gesture. The Falleen found that she could not turn her lightsaber on. With a puzzled look, she simply stared at the weapon and replaced it on her belt.

"Whatever differences you hold against me must be put aside for now," he told her. "The Dark Side is strong on the planet below. Whatever this presence is, we must face it together. Then, if we are still alive, you can settle your differences with me."

"What say you to this?"

Vashtu waited with his arms folded within his robe. His face was solemn, but his eyes were full of compassion.
 
Niomi

"Listen, I would ussually kill you right on the spot but...I guess we will have to hold that off till later old man since I don't want Ebaree getting hurt"Niomi said while picking up Eabaree and putting her on her sholders. "So what area do we have to go to to find this "disturbance" you speak of" she said with a sarcastic tone....


OOC sorry I don't have much to build off lol
 
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