As Larin was pulled into the storage unit, Quin reached out with the Force to the lintel above the front door and, with a shower of plaster, pulled his light saber to him.
The other bounty hunters now started firing but Quin deflected their blasts, sending one or two to seal the door of the storage unit. Two more bounty hunters run around the house and from somewhere on the ridge above them, a sniper was firing as well.
Quin opened himself to the Force and entered a battle meditation, reacting s the Force pulled him, trusting completely in its pull. He dodged, parried, and deflected blasts and blows, all the while leading the hunters away from the storage unit and his children.
All too soon it was proving too challenging, facing four hunters and a sniper. He needed space and another weapon at least. Space he could manage easy enough and so he leap onto the roof of the secondary storage unit, not the one with the kids. This proved to make him an easier target for the sniper and his attention was pulled there, which allowed a grazing shot from below to hit his thigh. Turning and cursing at the shooter, he noticed a lightsaber on the hunter's belt, a trophy from a previous kill most likely.
Anger threatened his calm and he used it to fuel the battle. He force pulled lightsaber and as the weapon touched his finger....
She is on a planet, fighting for the Republic. She is certain of her success and her trust in her clone troops is absolute. They will win this war and then they can go back to righting the injustices that plague the Republic. She feels a sense of foreboding and is turning just as the blast of her captain's rifle burns into her back, quickly joined by others as her awareness fades.
...he nearly falls off the roof from the shock of the vision, only luck keeping him from being killed by the bounty hunters. This saber had belonged to his padawan, Aayla Secura. How the bounty hunter had come by it was unknown but it would no longer be defiled by their touch.
He leaps down to the ground again, impaling the droid in the chest with one lightsaber, while deflecting a blast with the other, striking one of the hunters in the head with the ricochet. His anger burns but instead of taking over, it buoys the calm. He reaches for the droid with the Force and flings to at the sniper, trusting the Force to its aim. Next, a limb flies from each of the remaining hunters, those that still are standing and attacking, and before they hit the ground, he has trust each saber into their hearts.
Barely breathing heavy, Quin deactivates the lightsabers and stalks the Trandoshan, who is trying to crawl away. Quin steps on the torn remains of the blaster hand and leans down as the Trandoshan screams. "How did you find me?"
"What sort of Jedi are you?" The Trandoshan asks, trembling in pain.
"There are no Jedi. Your masters murdered them. Now I will ask again, how did you find me?"
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Date: 2014-03-07 07:45 pm (UTC)The other bounty hunters now started firing but Quin deflected their blasts, sending one or two to seal the door of the storage unit. Two more bounty hunters run around the house and from somewhere on the ridge above them, a sniper was firing as well.
Quin opened himself to the Force and entered a battle meditation, reacting s the Force pulled him, trusting completely in its pull. He dodged, parried, and deflected blasts and blows, all the while leading the hunters away from the storage unit and his children.
All too soon it was proving too challenging, facing four hunters and a sniper. He needed space and another weapon at least. Space he could manage easy enough and so he leap onto the roof of the secondary storage unit, not the one with the kids. This proved to make him an easier target for the sniper and his attention was pulled there, which allowed a grazing shot from below to hit his thigh. Turning and cursing at the shooter, he noticed a lightsaber on the hunter's belt, a trophy from a previous kill most likely.
Anger threatened his calm and he used it to fuel the battle. He force pulled lightsaber and as the weapon touched his finger....
He leaps down to the ground again, impaling the droid in the chest with one lightsaber, while deflecting a blast with the other, striking one of the hunters in the head with the ricochet. His anger burns but instead of taking over, it buoys the calm. He reaches for the droid with the Force and flings to at the sniper, trusting the Force to its aim. Next, a limb flies from each of the remaining hunters, those that still are standing and attacking, and before they hit the ground, he has trust each saber into their hearts.
Barely breathing heavy, Quin deactivates the lightsabers and stalks the Trandoshan, who is trying to crawl away. Quin steps on the torn remains of the blaster hand and leans down as the Trandoshan screams. "How did you find me?"
"What sort of Jedi are you?" The Trandoshan asks, trembling in pain.
"There are no Jedi. Your masters murdered them. Now I will ask again, how did you find me?"