Space E-war

[Anaclagon]

Revan flipped over the blast due to his quick reaction speed and atheltic ability but barely avoided it as the Dark Lord closed in before unleashing flurry of strikes in an attempt to slice the enemy sentinel into pieces. This one looked different the others but even if it was tougher..the Dark Lord of the Sith could not allow his enemies to take what they stole..

[Doc 42]

The Sentinel quickly retreated back, avoiding most of the strikes, but the first slashed across its hull, drawing a line of molten metal down between its small red eyes. It swung a clawed hand towards the siths side while another one reered back, spike jutting out and ready to stab....

[Anaclagon]

Revan slid across the ground as the first claw made contact, almost being smashed into the wall by the side but the Sith accelerated forward, lunging forward his blade..attempting to stab his crimson weapon into the first wound in an attempt to cause further damage..

[Doc 42]

The Sentinel lunged the spike forward, parrying the siths strike. Immediately, it charged its GPC and released another swirling shot towards his head, the weapon curled to the siths side...

[Anaclagon]

The Sith Lord saw the weapon coming in as he leaped backwards to avoid the blast..the Dark Lord of the Sith then rose his free hand, unleashing a barrage of Force Lighting, the pure lighting energy shooting out from Revan's hands as it arced towards the sentinel..blasting it with the energy in the attempt the fry its electrical system..

[The Kingpin]

Serephir looked down at the room, where the two people, a man and a woman, were forced to their knees, their hands chaned together. the man resembled an older Blaze to a great extent, with black, slightly graying, messy hair. the woman had fine black hair that fell in waves down to her shoulders. he used the eyepatch to check how many men there were below him, and was honestly surprise. he took a guess at about 80. he looked at Chardossk again and said "Be ready to lay down some supportive fire. with the numbers i'm dealing with down there, it might be a bit hard for me to protect them, get them to safety AND keep all those attackers at bay". he then looked down at the two people, the black robed man now standing behind them, Scythe raised into the air...

"Let the penalty commence!" said the man in golden robes, who Serephir immediately recognised. his guess had been correct. it was THE Lord Markus, the very man who had once been in charge of the very platoon he served in before defecting. the man slammed the botton of his staff into the ground, a loud clanking sound being heard as metal collided with rock. as the black robed man heard the sound, he swung his scythe, before suddenly freezing. the gold robed man looked at him, wondering what was keeping him. his eyes widened as the man's head slipped off his shoulders, the upper half of the scythe sliced off, clanging noisily on the ground. a light clacking sound was heard as a black and white cloaked figure landed behind him. he turned, seeing the cloaked figure stand, silver hair going down to half way down his back. Serephir turned around, and looked Markus in the face. "It's been a long time, Markus" said Serephir, his katana dripping with blood, which was running off it so fast it was son completely clean again, the blade so smooth and sharp no droplets stuck to it's surface. "Serephir?!" said the man in horrified shock as he took a step back, holding his staff sideways in both hands in a defensive stance. "Looks like your connections aren't as reliable as you thought, eh Markus?" said Serephir, noticing the men in the background rising from their seats, weapons in their hands. a scream was heard as an explosion went off at the front of the group, bullets flying wildly in all directions, though stopping short of Serephir himself as he stood in front of the two victims. as the men in the background investigated the source of the explosion, they found one of the men who had drawn their weapons had had his hand blown off, all the ammunition inside it exploding simultaniously. they backed away, fearful of the power displayed before them. how could they fight someone with this kind of power?


"You're telling a soldier to keep his weapons on him?" said Blaze with a smirk, tapping a finger on the machine pistol holstered at his side. Jarmun had a handgun handy, but made a note to grab his SMG before leaving the craft. Jarad was constantly on alert after the Kimrav incident, and didn't seem to go anywhere without his shotgun anyway. the space craft slowly hovered down to the parking spot assigned, landing gently and shutting down the engines...

"And then we came in?" said the Commander as he took another sip from his drink...

[TyrannoTitan]

Mal'Ganis awoke suddenly, only sleeping for a few minutes time, but knew that was enough for the city to invaded once again. Looking out the window, he saw the sky was clear of everything, both the jellyfish creatures and clouds. It was a nice day...but he couldn't enjoy it now. Quickly packing the few belongings he had, ammo being the majority of it, the Jedi headed off into the direction of the shipyard.

Arriving after a long walk, he looked around, finding that the shipyard itself was largely untouched, unlike other parts of the city. He immediately headed for the mechanic, who was working on a ship next to the gunship, Mal'Ganis clearing his throat again to get the man's attention. "Ow! ****! ...Oh, you again. I was wondering when you'd show up..." the mechanic said simply, cleaning off an odd wrench with a cloth, showing a little distaste toward the Jedi, having put two and two together no doubt. Empire arriving, Mal'Ganis with an Imperial ship...but these things were actually fairly common. "As you asked, the ship is in top shape, its shielding is strong enough to withstand a barrage of fighter lasers, and its now completely fit for space." the mechanic said calmly, smirking at his own work. The gunship looked like it did before, but the armor plating was repaired, and many things were replaced. Instead of having two sliding doors to a troop compartment, it now had a single sliding hatch that lead to the inside, the part separating the pilot's chair and the troop carrier now missing, allowing for more room. In the troop compartment, there were now two extra chairs for whatever purpose, and a place to store any and all hand held weapons.

"It looks...great. Thanks." Mal'Ganis commented, looking over the ship inside and out. He had already paid the man in advance, which was basically all the money the Jedi had to offer, but now the gunship was stronger then his previous ship, even if it was smaller. Two air-to-air missile launchers were welded to the bases of its wings, while a high powered laser was on the ship's nose, identical to that on an Imperial gunship, but was increased in strength. The ship was now completely fitted for flight and battles in space, losing its atmosphere battle capabilities almost completely. It resembled an Imperial gunship, because at its core, that's what it was, but differed greatly, in both shape and color. Mal'Ganis stepped aboard, stashing his belongings in the back before readying for takeoff...

[Doc 42]

the missed gpc blast smashed into the wall, the wave disintegrating the metal and zooming into the room beyond blowing a table apart. However, the force lightning was a mistake. The sentinel was equipped with powerful electrical shielding, mainly to deal with EMP, but it was just as good with this attack. It quickly lunged forward, catching the sith off guard and punting it forward with enough force to send him flailing out into the hanger....

Thara clapped his hands together, forgetting all about Arqueeks request, and then said "Excellent! lets go!" He turned energetically and strolled towards the door, heading for the ramp....

[Anaclagon]

The Dark Lord of the Sith narrowed his eyes as he fell forward but extended out one of his hands, an ivisible force clamping down around the sentinel as the Dark Lord of the Sith attempted to force pull the sentinel with him. The Sith could use the force to soften his landing anyhow but he couldnt let the sentinel get away...if anything, there was no way to escape for the Sentinels. The Annihilator was docked in the Death Star, the ship was filled with countless armed soldiers, searching for them..this was simply a matter of delaying the Empire..

[Doc 42]

The Sentinel's hover jets activated, the machine slowing to a halt as it fell, one of its hands clamped onto wall, stabilising it further. Its disintergrator blaster burst into life, spitting thin plasma-like rounds down at the Sith....

[Anaclagon]

Revan blocked the shots with his lightsaber before hurling the machine across the room using his great mastery with the force, letting go after completing this action as the Sith Lord began to slow down his dsecent. The Dark Lord..was having a tougher time then he had thought and would have to use more damaging moves to destroy the machine..

[dinoman666]

Chardossk barked loudly, "Hey uglies, up here! Have another present, courtesy of Trandosha!" He casually tossed a small silver sphere into the air, which fell into the crowd below, beeped once, then exploded in a surprisingly large ball of fire, the resulting shockwave sending several people flipping end over end through the air.

Crowley nodded. "Exactly. The only worry I have right now is, maybe that ship tracked us with those aliens somehow. It could be headed here, and it may not be alone."

Arqueek followed after Thara, hands in his pockets, and near his weapons, should he need them.

[Doc 42]

Two jagged plates of metal were torn out of the wall in the Sentinels attempt to hold itself in place, it quickly threw them away, bringing 4 clawed hands up to cushion its collision with the far wall, noticing that it was free from the supernatural hold, it launched itself down towards the Sith, 3 claws extending out, clicking menacingly....

[Anaclagon]

Revan then narrowed his eyes before hurling his crimson eyes with great accuracy, throwing the bladed weapon right downt he middle in the attempt to impale the sentinel and then finish it off with some other force power but in either cases..Revan had somewhat of an advantage in long range anyway..

[Doc 42]

The light saber stabbed right through the sentinels armour and tore its way out the other side... But the machine didnt stop. A few of its eyes suddenly clicked off, damaged, and some of its internal systems failed, but other than that, the machine was still combat effective. It formed a cage with its tentacles to ensure a hit. One of its hands slammed right into the Siths shoulder, the spike impaling through the armour and sticking out the other side, blood dripping down its length... the Sentinel didn't make the mistake of assuming it was fatal for even a moment, recognising this man as one encountered on several occasions, in each one, the sith lord having proven to be far far above your average human....

[Anaclagon]

The Sith unleash a mild cry of surprise..the creature was swift. The Sith Lord then rose one of his hands, gathering force power into before punching his fist enhanced into the machine in the attempt to put in even more damage..maybe his fist wouldnt be as effective as his lightsaber but it should somewhat suffice until he could reclaim his weapon..

[Doc 42]

The Sentinel was thrown away from the sith, its claws becoming detached before they could get a firm grip. It released an angered grumble, its tentacles catching it and keeping it suspended. It crossed 4 of its arms infront of itself, spikes jutting out, as if it was readying itself for a fight. In truth, it was just the machines way of ensuring there was an extra layer of armour between one if its only crucial systems and its foe......

[Anaclagon]

Revan skidded back..the sounds of him breathing heavily were hearable. The Dark Lord of the Sith was rather surprised of the toughness of this machine..even many jedi would fall to machines like these and the fact they can be damaged time and time and still fight made them powerful machines but he wasnt just some jedi..he was the Dark Lord of the Sith, the very living symbol of the Galactic Empire. Revan then proceeded to run forward towards the sentinel before flipping into the air, catching sight of his lightsaber as he began to force pull the weapon towards him..

[Doc 42]

The Sentinel reared back before leaping into the air, jets blazing. It roared up towards the Sith, spikes poised to end the fight...

[Anaclagon]

Revan then clutched his lightsaber, the deadly weapon emitting that typical low sound. The Dark Lord of then Sith then leaped towards the sentinel..ready to deliver the finishing blows, clutching his weapon with both hands, the Sith was ready to deliver devating power strikes meant to bash down and slice through the victim while moving at a very swift speed..typical slashes wouldnt do much good..Revan was moving in for the kill.