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<blockquote data-quote="Ankh-Morpork Guard" data-source="post: 2740409" data-attributes="member: 10079"><p><strong>Chapter 21: Retreat</strong></p><p></p><p>Even with the active repulsor unit, the ground approached very quickly. Well...no...the trees approached first. It wasn’t exactly the most pleasant of landings, but in a matter of seconds, Esah and Gant crashed through the upper level of branches, cursing the whole way through, before reaching the ground with a very abrupt thud. Emergency repulsor units had their name for a reason. They were small, rough, and really only should be used in those emergencies where ejection seats with much better safety systems just weren’t possible. They were also about twenty years out of date.</p><p> </p><p>“You are insane!” Gant growled from his position on the ground, sprawled out against a tree and trying to pry the unit off of his back. The landing had definitely not been a pretty one.</p><p> </p><p>Despite the fact that Esah had landed on her face, there was a muffled sound that was almost laughter coming from the Mon Calamari. After pulling herself up off the ground, she looked over her shoulder to Gant and grinned widely, “It worked, didn’t it?”</p><p> </p><p>Gant was shaking his eyeless skull, “I thought you Mon Calamari were supposed to be more intelligent than most species.”</p><p> </p><p>“Oh, we are,” Esah’s smile somehow grew as she got to her feet and dusted her tunic off, “Of course, its always the brightest that go mad the fasted.”</p><p> </p><p>If Gant had eyes, they would have rolled sky high. Despite this lack, though, somehow the feeling projected itself through the Force very clearly. Finally getting the straps detached from one another, Gant relieved himself of the repulsor unit and got to his feet, “Remind me to never fly with you again.”</p><p> </p><p>Esah laughed and patted his shoulder with a webbed hand, “You know you enjoyed it. Besides, its not like you have eyes to create a fear of heights. Now come on, lets get back to everyone.”</p><p> </p><p>As she turned and headed off, Gant grumbled under his breath, “I still have depth perception, thank you.”</p><p> </p><p>Thankfully, when Gant turned to follow and nearly walked into a tree Esah was far enough ahead that she didn’t take any notice. That sure would have killed any credibility. But after that near miss, he made sure to keep his ‘sight’ focused more so than it had been before. This was definitely no time to walk into anything. They quickly made their way back to the main Temple complex, which wasn’t actually all that far from where they’d landed...if ‘land’ was really the correct term. Hit would probably have been better.</p><p> </p><p>But the soon reached the clearing that surrounded the Great Temple and found it much as it been left...except the white armored Stormtroopers and black-clad Shadow Academy students were no longer at the edge of the hangar. There were more and more coming in, but for the moment, they’d been pushed back. The two students exchanged a quick(and odd, as only one of them had eyes) glance before deciding they’d better help out. But before they could move in, they caught sight of a group of students coming from the side of the Temple...and one of them...</p><p> </p><p>“Cira!” Esah called out, getting the other’s attention in such a way that the human’s head nearly snapped off as it spun to find the source of the voice.</p><p> </p><p>All of the students stopped as Cira slowed her pace and jogged forward, “We’re going to flank them as best as we can. There’s only five of us so two more could really help out.”</p><p> </p><p>“Of course,” Gant answered with a short nod. </p><p> </p><p>As they joined the small group and headed in, no one spoke. All of them were silent for the same reason. They were losing this fight. They weren’t trained in combat as these Shadow Academy students were...and so far, they had only been surviving through superior numbers. But now that was failing. More kept coming...more and more. But what could they do but fight? There weren’t enough ships for all of them to run, and they’d be killed if they simply stood there and tried to hide.</p><p> </p><p>All of the Jedi students knew that this was that moment Master Skywalker had always told them about. They were going to have to trust in the Force. Their lives were in the hands of the Force and all they could do was to allow it to guide them...even if it took them to their deaths.</p><p> </p><p>None of them had time for another thought, because they were plunged straight into the fight. Lightsabers blazed, blaster bolts struck past, and cries of all kinds echoed around them. What actually happened was different every student and lost on all of them. All they really saw was exactly what was in front of them...and some fell. Many fell. It felt like an eternity in the center of that brawl...and then something happened.</p><p> </p><p>At first, none of the Jedi were sure just what it was. But then brains began to catch up with the moment and quickly processed the information. It was a sound. Like a...cry. But there were words. It was Basic, but none of them could manage to make out exactly what was being said.</p><p> </p><p>But their attackers did. In a matter of seconds, they were falling back...still fighting, yes, but falling back. One step at a time, faster with each step. Retreating back from the Temple...what had happened?! They were leaving! Running! They were gone!</p><p> </p><p>Few of the students actually watched as one of the Solo kids fought the leader of the attack force and defeated him. Even fewer saw him get away...no one saw him call for the retreat.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ankh-Morpork Guard, post: 2740409, member: 10079"] [b]Chapter 21: Retreat[/b] Even with the active repulsor unit, the ground approached very quickly. Well...no...the trees approached first. It wasn’t exactly the most pleasant of landings, but in a matter of seconds, Esah and Gant crashed through the upper level of branches, cursing the whole way through, before reaching the ground with a very abrupt thud. Emergency repulsor units had their name for a reason. They were small, rough, and really only should be used in those emergencies where ejection seats with much better safety systems just weren’t possible. They were also about twenty years out of date. “You are insane!” Gant growled from his position on the ground, sprawled out against a tree and trying to pry the unit off of his back. The landing had definitely not been a pretty one. Despite the fact that Esah had landed on her face, there was a muffled sound that was almost laughter coming from the Mon Calamari. After pulling herself up off the ground, she looked over her shoulder to Gant and grinned widely, “It worked, didn’t it?” Gant was shaking his eyeless skull, “I thought you Mon Calamari were supposed to be more intelligent than most species.” “Oh, we are,” Esah’s smile somehow grew as she got to her feet and dusted her tunic off, “Of course, its always the brightest that go mad the fasted.” If Gant had eyes, they would have rolled sky high. Despite this lack, though, somehow the feeling projected itself through the Force very clearly. Finally getting the straps detached from one another, Gant relieved himself of the repulsor unit and got to his feet, “Remind me to never fly with you again.” Esah laughed and patted his shoulder with a webbed hand, “You know you enjoyed it. Besides, its not like you have eyes to create a fear of heights. Now come on, lets get back to everyone.” As she turned and headed off, Gant grumbled under his breath, “I still have depth perception, thank you.” Thankfully, when Gant turned to follow and nearly walked into a tree Esah was far enough ahead that she didn’t take any notice. That sure would have killed any credibility. But after that near miss, he made sure to keep his ‘sight’ focused more so than it had been before. This was definitely no time to walk into anything. They quickly made their way back to the main Temple complex, which wasn’t actually all that far from where they’d landed...if ‘land’ was really the correct term. Hit would probably have been better. But the soon reached the clearing that surrounded the Great Temple and found it much as it been left...except the white armored Stormtroopers and black-clad Shadow Academy students were no longer at the edge of the hangar. There were more and more coming in, but for the moment, they’d been pushed back. The two students exchanged a quick(and odd, as only one of them had eyes) glance before deciding they’d better help out. But before they could move in, they caught sight of a group of students coming from the side of the Temple...and one of them... “Cira!” Esah called out, getting the other’s attention in such a way that the human’s head nearly snapped off as it spun to find the source of the voice. All of the students stopped as Cira slowed her pace and jogged forward, “We’re going to flank them as best as we can. There’s only five of us so two more could really help out.” “Of course,” Gant answered with a short nod. As they joined the small group and headed in, no one spoke. All of them were silent for the same reason. They were losing this fight. They weren’t trained in combat as these Shadow Academy students were...and so far, they had only been surviving through superior numbers. But now that was failing. More kept coming...more and more. But what could they do but fight? There weren’t enough ships for all of them to run, and they’d be killed if they simply stood there and tried to hide. All of the Jedi students knew that this was that moment Master Skywalker had always told them about. They were going to have to trust in the Force. Their lives were in the hands of the Force and all they could do was to allow it to guide them...even if it took them to their deaths. None of them had time for another thought, because they were plunged straight into the fight. Lightsabers blazed, blaster bolts struck past, and cries of all kinds echoed around them. What actually happened was different every student and lost on all of them. All they really saw was exactly what was in front of them...and some fell. Many fell. It felt like an eternity in the center of that brawl...and then something happened. At first, none of the Jedi were sure just what it was. But then brains began to catch up with the moment and quickly processed the information. It was a sound. Like a...cry. But there were words. It was Basic, but none of them could manage to make out exactly what was being said. But their attackers did. In a matter of seconds, they were falling back...still fighting, yes, but falling back. One step at a time, faster with each step. Retreating back from the Temple...what had happened?! They were leaving! Running! They were gone! Few of the students actually watched as one of the Solo kids fought the leader of the attack force and defeated him. Even fewer saw him get away...no one saw him call for the retreat. [/QUOTE]
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