Here's the last 30 posts of the old CaC2.
Dmitri Pendragon:
((
jaran: Draejan's gauntlet blade what's it like? Is it like a short knife blade that he can extend from his gauntlet? Something like this?
starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Knuckle_plate_vibro_blade))As Werda turned, Thorn launched a Force push on a trajectory that would fling her into Kayma. He darted forward, slashing at Draejan's neck with a fast chop, then driving a thrust at his side using his lightsaber's longer reach and the speed of Force valour to move in a blinding attack.
Jaran Dranthuil:
((Tis good to be back!!
Stuff,*glares maliciously at schoolwork*, keeps trying to interfere... xP))
WookieeElf:
((Jaran's back! Yay! XP We missed ya, buddy!))
Squall went limp on the pavement, unconscious. But, inside his mind, the burning sensation followed.
NightBlade the Outcast:
Kayma, unaware that Squall had been deflecting enough of the flame to keep from killing him, finally let up and stood back to her feet with the acrid smoke of burnt flesh rising up around her.
"Happy now, jetii scum?" She snarled at at Thorn, along with a barrage of profanities regarding his species, gender, and his parents' legitimacy.
Jaran Dranthuil:
((AARGGHHHH....I manage to leave at the worst times xP *hits head repeatedly on desk*))
Draejan, who had been knocked back from the push, quickly picked himself up, watching the proceedings as his head cleared. Rubbing his eyes, he quickly dashed forward as Kara turned her back to Thorn, bringing his gauntlet blade up to block if Thorn attacked.
WookieeElf:
((Alrighty then! Ignore my last story post, here's the new one.))
Squall jerked his head back as a pain that couldn't be described washed over his face. Acting purely in his defense, the Force swelled and pushed at Kayma, trying to get her away.
Kara spun around at the sound of the flame-thrower, leaving her back exposed to Thorn.
NightBlade the Outcast:
(Woah, crud. Things happened after I left xP uhh, well I can't change my post, but maybe Squall can muster up juuust enough Force push to select juuust enough flame that he doesn't totally die)
Dmitri Pendragon:
((I wouldn't mind that, but still, it's up to NightBlade.))
WookieeElf:
((Okay, so Squall gets a face full of fire, Thorn gets ticked, fight goes on a bit until...something happens. That sound okay?))
Dmitri Pendragon:
((I'm not saying this because I don't want Squall to die, although I don't; I'm saying this because I can't see how we'll resolve the fight if Squall does die. And if you read NightBlade's last post, the flamethrower was point-blank from Squall's face, and I think Thorn would think Squall was dead and react. Although Wookiee's suggestion is a definite option.))
WookieeElf:
((Oh goodness, I leave for a few minutes... I've honestly managed to detach myself from Squall, so it's not hurting. I'm gonna have to go to bed now, so whatever you gents figure out, I'm cool with it.))
EDIT: ((Idea popped into my head as soon as I laid down: What if Squall's not dead from the fire-blast? If Dmitri doesn't want Squall to die yet, let's just say he's badly burnt? Then Thorn carts him off, Kara, Kayma and Draejan leave, and the fight continues somewhere else later on?))
Dmitri Pendragon:
((NightBlade, I have never done this before, but I will ask you to consider changing your post. This is not a command nor a threat, only a request, and I will abide by what you choose. The reason I say this is because I cannot see how this will conclude. While Squall was alive, Thorn would have remained civil; if Squall dies, neither I nor Thorn will be civil, and neither I nor Thorn will give up. Since I do not plan for Thorn to die here and you likely do not plan for Kayma, Kara or Draejan to die here, and since I will bring in backup if you bring in backup, I cannot see how this fight will conclude. That said, I will go with what you choose.))
NightBlade the Outcast:
(I edited mt last post. Sorry, Wookie. I did kinda like Squall)
WookieeElf:
Squall made the most undignified noise in his life, trying to scramble to his feet. Kara jumped to the side, now standing protecticely in front of Kayma and Draejan, electricity sparking between her fingers.
"Make your move, Thorn! Strike me!" She shouted in a taunting manner. "Or does the Jedi Code forbid it?"
NightBlade the Outcast:
Okay. As long as you won't)
(*is listening to Of These Chains* /o__o\ )
Kayma gave an infernal snarl of profanity as Thorn's push struck her, but she remained literally anchored by the blaster jammed down Squalls throat. How unfortunate it was for poor Squall that the backup option was just as lethal--but infinitely more painful--than the sabotaged blaster. The flamethrower wrist, which was practically pressed into Squall's nose, spewed blue-hot flame.
(Jaran will probs be on tomorrow)
Dmitri Pendragon:
Two seconds into Kayma's deadline, Thorn completed his mental malforming of the blaster's inner workings, rendering the trigger and ammunition useless, and unleashed a Force push into Kayma and Draejan, intentionally missing Squall. As Kara leapt, he ducked under her flying body, using his own lightsaber to block her slash, and came up beside Squall.
WookieeElf:
((NightBlade: Hey, if she kills him, Kara won't hold it against her.))
EDIT:
((Adding a little...))
Mylena blinked, snapping out of what she hoped and prayed was a daydream. Sighing quietly in confusion at the image that would become permanently seared into her brain, she went back to work.
NightBlade the Outcast:
Kayma snarled and shoved the blaster muzzle <em>harder</em> into Squall's mouth, and dug her knee deeper into his chest. All it would take was one tiny twitch, one hundredth of a second, for her to pull the trigger.
You've got five seconds to turn around and start running, or I SURE AS CHAOS WILL PULL THIS TRIGGER!" She screamed in livid rage.
(Wookie: If she does him it's not my fault, OK? I mean we all know she has it in her)
WookieeElf:
Squall tried to cry out 'Property?!' but it ended up sounding more like 'Pmmffyy?!'. Kara, meanwhile, was livid. Picking herself up off the ground, she brandished Squall's lightsaber and charged at Thorn again, leaping into the air and swinging the lightsaber down towards his head.
Dmitri Pendragon:
Thorn leapt off the speeder as it erupted into a smoking hulk. He blasted debris from the ground as he landed, and threw the burning remains of the speeder at Draejan with the Force.
He flung a Force push at Kara and took a defensive stance with his lightsaber, eyes fixed on Kayma and Squall. Return me my property and I will allow you to go free.
Casa nodded and breathed a quick sigh of relief. This way, Master Jedi.
He padded across the room and opened a door on the opposite side, glanced both ways, and hopped out.
Cald massaged his forehead as he followed Casa. I think my memory might be fracturing. I m going senile. He shook his head, gave a weak smile, and shrugged. I ll remember what I was going to say eventually.
NightBlade the Outcast:
Vizios nodded, hoping that this would conclude the disconcerting discussion. The way he figured it, if she precipitated a battle, <em>then</em> he could engage with no moral qualms. After all, he would simply be carrying out his job honestly.
WookieeElf:
((Aww, we'll miss ya, Lylyss!))
Red thought for a moment.
<strong>I can provide a distraction. Keep them from looking our way as we sneak out. When are you planning on running?</strong>
Lylyss Silvertree:
((Lol, Vizios.))
"Good idea," Moriah said, diplomatic as always. She began to pace the room. "I don't think we could do it in the Council Chamber. But maybe I could try and have a word in private with her afterward?"
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"Awesome. I knew i could count on you." Aza grinned. "Right now the plan is to steal my Master's ship, but I dunno what to do after that."
((This'll be my last post for awhile guys.
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WookieeElf:
Red frowned but only did so to hide the smile that wanted to break free.
<strong>Prison-break, eh? Count me in.</strong>
NightBlade the Outcast:
Vizios continued to frown. He did not like assassination, not at all. "Attack her." He suggested lamely.
Ka brought the ship down and lowered the ramp.
Jliessa44:
Audri had pulled off her top shirt leaving her in a white long sleeved tee that was quickly becoming blood splattered. She pressed her over shirt to the wound. When she saw the ship coming she fired off a laser as a flare of sorts.
Lylyss Silvertree:
"Then lets get started. Any ideas on how to assassinate Ora?"
Essa nodded. She could respect that, although the concept of homesickness was foreign to her. With out another word she turned back to the ship windows, searching the ground for Alessa.
NightBlade the Outcast
"It's still home." Javez answered, wearily but resolutely.
Ka scanned for the two other group members.
Vizios's customary frown deepened. He did not like the sound of this plan, not at all. But after all, what could he do about it?
"Hmm. Fine."
Lylyss Silvertree:
((Audri and Alessa: If you guys could signal the ship somehow, that'd be great.
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Essa sighed. "Then why Mandalore?"
((Good question. Lets hunt for the last post.))
EDIT:
((Eureka! Vizios' last post is here: "http://www.heedtheprophecies.com/theunderground/topic.php?id=45&page=739"
I'll edit in a reply.))
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Moriah pursed her lips. "Well, it's pretty straightforward. Dash in, help certain conflicted Padawan defect, kill Ora, and bust out. All in the span of 72 hours. Think we can do that?"
NightBlade the Outcast:
"Heh. Nah." Javez replied as he took a seat in the StarBlade. "They blew up."
Once everyone was aboard, Ka drifted the ship in the direction Essa had pointed.
Where were we with Vizios and Moriah?)
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