Star Wars: Tales of the Jedi part 2

[possum]

Anariel rolls out of her dive and back to her feet, uttering a battlecry as she does so. Swinging her blade around as she comes back in at the armored warrior, her strike comes in under the enemy's guard. The Jedi feels slight resistance as the armor of the warrior protects it's wearer for only a brief second before giving away completely. A small spurt of blood leaks out of the neck of the warrior before the wound is cauterized completely.

The helmeted head of the warrior lands a meter from where the rest of the body slumps. With his death, the droid he had been riding falls silent and still.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Yeshua stares in stunned silence at the scene, his mouth hanging slightly ajar. He'd never actually seen Sai-Cha performed on another living being, and it sent a shiver down his spine. Though what really stunned him was that it had just been done in direct violation of their reason for even being in the fight in the first place.

 

[Rhun]

Anariel stands ready for a moment longer, lowering her saber as the body falls. The armored warrior had posed too great of a threat to attempt to take alive; anyone who could go toe to toe with four trained Jedi Knights was dangerous in the extreme...and that didn't include his fighter. Turning her gaze to the metallic beast that served as the warrior's mount, the consular eyes the thing carefully, trying to determine if it can act without its rider's command. Seeing it fall silent, Anariel deactivates her lightsaber, and takes a deep breath to calm herself from the combat.

 

[Voda Vosa]

Voda begins the manoeuvrings to land in the second park.

 

[Dire Lemming]

After a moment Yeshua deactivates his own saber, holstering it and his blaster and running up behind his companion. "Anariel! Are you alright? ... What... happened?"

 

[Rhun]

"I'm fine," says Anariel, holstering her own weapon. "Though I would say we are in for quite a fight should the rest of the raiders prove as tough as this one."

She moves to texamine he armored warrior's body, looking for any clues as to who he may be.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Yeshua follows after his peer, picking up the occupied helmet and carrying it over and setting it upright next to the body. He speaks in a quiet voice, but concerned voice. "Anariel... We don't know anything about the enemy we're dealing with except that they are extremely dangerous. We needed to question him... And..." He gazes down at the helmet. "Sai-cha... What were you thinking?"

 

[Shayuri]

"She did the right thing," Kestrel says pensively. "His armor somehow...slowed our lightsaber blades. And he was as strong as a rancor. If we hadn't fought with all our strength, he could have gotten either of us with just one moment of luck, or one unguarded instant."

"We'll have to find our answers some other way."

 

[Dire Lemming]

Yeshua shakes his head. "And the other will be the same. Only next time they will likely be fully aware of us unless he somehow forgot to tell his allies what was happening to him... The fights will just get harder from here, while the chance of getting one of them alone has likely vanished." He shakes his head. "We need to call for assistance. It would be irresponsible to attempt to take on the rest of them alone." He takes out his comlink and calls the bridge. "Voda, it's Yeshua. The fight's over. We need to call in help though. Just one of these guys was a struggle... We failed to capture the target alive."

 

[Blackrat]

Lorem shuts his saber and hangs it back to his belt. "Kestrel is right. It was necessary." He kneels down to pick up the helmet and remove it from the head. At least with the head they can find out the enemy's species.

[sblock=OOC]Want to roll knowledge checks if Lorem recognices the species?[/sblock]