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Post by John Hammond on Dec 9, 2008 4:09:55 GMT
"Jalua!" Hammond turned midway down the hall, and saw Jalua still in the Bridge, not moving. Cursing, he moved back down, evading the shots coming this way. "Jalua!" He called again, and this time a shot clipped him in the shoulder. He was thrown against the wall, but fortunately his armour saved him. He held his pistol up, and fired two rounds into the renegade's head.
Finally, he reached the Jedi Knight, and kneeled down beside her, shooting two more enemies. He whispered in her ear, "If you'll just help me carry him, we will give him a burial worthy of an Emperor."
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Post by Jalua Solast on Dec 10, 2008 8:49:30 GMT
Jalua finally looked up, tears still flowing uncontrollably. She centered herself firstly, before finally standing up. "Thank you" she said out loud, not clear if it was to John or her father, or both. Turning around slowly, she saw the soldiers begin to fall out, time was running out. Her hand twitched and her father's body rose softly into the air seemingly on a blanket. With her other hand, the door hangers stopped from shutting and left a big enough gap to get through. Walking with her new allies through the passages, she occasionally picked up some of the renegade soldiers and bounced them between the bulkheads. It was a cruel and brutal method, but right now she couldn't care.
Once they reached the hanger, she found herself unsure of where to go, before deciding to just follow John Hammond who seemed to be in control of every aspect. Galor's body slowly turned and rested in front of her, still hovering with the force.
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Post by John Hammond on Dec 13, 2008 21:15:35 GMT
Once the jedi knight was with him, he continued his route towards the ship's hangar. They passed almost undetected through most of the route, until they arrived at a cross-section, which separated heading towards the hangar, the bridge, the motor, and the troopers chambers. The cross-section as full of troopers allied to Daunting. John parried towards a small crate which had fell down from its resting place, fortunately fell for great cover. His head turned to face Jalua.
Jalua, I'm gonna need your help here. Try to take out the heavy troopers on the right, while my men and I take the other ones on the left.
Taking a yes as a granted, John threw a small mine towards the enemy's position. He activated the detonator and without giving them a chance to throw the mine back, it took out about a third of the men on the left. He then, ran forward, rolled through the floor, and when coming back up, shot at one of the troopers on the head. He stayed in a kneeled position, and continued with the other men. He and his men took out most of the men on the left. But, then, as of nowhere, a laser shot on his right leg. John fell to the ground, as his troopers shot down the enemy who had hit him.
John tried to get up, but couldn't. Blood gushed rapidly out. They had hit him on a main artery. He tried once more to get up, and with that fainted in the hands of his captain.
We need to get out of here! Quickly. Grab hold of the Supreme Commander and make a run for it! Said the captain.
They quickly sprinted towards a blast door, and after they had passed, it closed securely, blocking the enemies behind.
OOC: smurf, i'm posting as if Jalua had passed the right side too.
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Post by Jalua Solast on Dec 13, 2008 21:32:21 GMT
Jalua held both men up with the air, holding her hand against the wound to try and redirect the blood through the remains of the artery. Carrying her dead father and injured ally onto the back of a transport with a Medical Officer waiting, she then pulled out her lightsaber and begun to deflect laserbolts heading their way, defending the loyalist forces while they climbed onboard their transports. With the troops falling onto the transports in a desperate hurry, Jalua backflipped neatly onto the closing ramp of the transport she had deposited both men upon. With the ramp sealed, she placed her father's body neatly with some other corpses and kneeled down next to the Supreme Commander. She raised both of her hands over his body at chest height and an eiery blue glow appeared within a few moments. She began directing the blood around his body without the lack of pressure the wound had created, while slowly crafting his natural healing processes into multiplying and healing the wound in the best possible points, careful to make sure the blood didn't wash away any of the healing microbes. She continued like this for most of the journey, it was better than bacta and the healing would be greatly improved afterwards.
OOC: Wasn't sure what else to say, sorry if i've cut into a few moments there.
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Post by Vio Doyes on Dec 13, 2008 22:01:26 GMT
*The Centurion Eagle flew towards the system, with Vio at hits helm.*
Vio: Ah Naboo. For a place that was bombed to oblivion years ago it doesn't look so bad any more. *He said looking at the planet from afar. The giant craters if they were still there seemed be be gone from a distance. Then Vio noticed the ships (Im assuming ships)* I wonder what we missed.
E-5VO: Does it matter?
Vio: Not really. *Snickers* Come on lets check it out. *As he flies the Eagle closer*
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Post by John Hammond on Dec 14, 2008 23:13:22 GMT
OOC: You're in the middle of space Vio.
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Post by Vio Doyes on Dec 15, 2008 1:42:01 GMT
OOC: So I am. Guess I should have bitten my lip and read the entire thing and not assume it was on the surface. Gonna edit my thing now...
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