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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Dec 23, 2008 1:07:34 GMT -5
Jik sat watching for awhile, letting Jor go, but he was going to far, Jik didn't care if Jor was a jedi or not this was going to stop. Pulling a blaster from his side he kicked Jor with enough force to get him off the man. If that didn't work he was going to follow up with an immediate stun bolt. Before he could land the kick upon Jor however the man bolted up lunging a spike for Jor, and his hand immediately shot at the back of the man who would most likely have no time to dodge. "Great, now we have to pissed off people."
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Post by Drake on Dec 23, 2008 1:17:10 GMT -5
Drake sighed as Jor ignored him, and he watched as Jik prepared to make his move. As soon as the guy shot the spike through Jor's arm and tried to make a go for it Drake was there. He quickly moved behind the man and pulled his light saber out placing it at the guys neck. "No, make that three people Jik" Drake said with anger in his voice "I was gonna try to talk Jor down some and maybe maybe you woulda came out of this with just some bumps and bruises..." Drake angerly told the bounty hunter "But now...Jor if you don't kill this guy I probably will" Drake said he didn't know what exactly happened between this man or Jor and why Jor was so willing to kill him. But the guy had just caused Drake to spill his favorite vodka and that was enough to get him pissed off anyday of the week.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 23, 2008 1:28:43 GMT -5
Jor cried out in pain as the spike stabbed into his shoulder. After letting the pain subside a bit, which didn't take long thanks to the double does of adrenalin, the tranquilizer and the pain killers coursing through his blood, he twisted his finger, still buried in the hunters shoulder and sent another shock of lightning through it.
One part of him wanted to see Drake cut the hunters head off at the neck. The other part of Jor wanted to torture the hunter by roasting him in his nice neat shell. And a very small part of Jor, one that hadn't gotten much voice in his mind lately was telling him to stop this before it got out of hand. That last part was told to shut up by the other two parts.
Jor couldn't feel his left arm anymore. the synthetic nerve tissue running it had somehow come disconnected from his real body and he'd lost use of it.
"Ahhh, he's awake. Good. Now we can peal his shell off, maybe a little skin with it, and then leave him here, tied down to the ground with long ridged blades of grass stuffed in every orifice to capacity." Jor said between clenched teeth.
"Or maybe crush his armor around him like a tin can until he can hardly breath, then spray pepper spray in his mouth."
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Post by xakarus on Dec 23, 2008 1:31:32 GMT -5
Bloodseeker stood mostly frozen, the blade at his neck keeping him in place for the moment. He would have his chance soon enough. Just a matter of time until one or more moved into ideal range.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Dec 23, 2008 1:44:28 GMT -5
"I've about had enough of this, Jor calm down, or i'm going to consider you hostile as well." said Jik, as he activated his own lightsaber. "Now cuff him Jor, and lets move on. I dont know what the hell he did to piss you off, but it ain't worth killin a man."
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Post by Drake on Dec 23, 2008 1:48:30 GMT -5
Drake looked at Jor who said something about peeling the guys armor off then looked at Jik who said something about letting the guy live. "Did you two switch personalities or something" Drake said as it seemed he was the only sane one in the bunch right now, or atleast the only one playing his normal role. Drake kicked the guy in the back of the knee to force him to one knee. He kept his saber at the guys neck "Jik, go contact the appropriate authorities..." he told him he then turned back to Jor "Unmask the dude...you'll get as long as it takes for the cops to get here to do whatever you want to him...but you don't get to kill him..." Drake told Jor he looked down at the guy "Consider yourself lucky bub..." Drake said.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 23, 2008 2:03:39 GMT -5
Jor stopped for a minute. something Jik said stuck in his mind and made him turn around. removing his finger from the hunters wound, Jor faced Jik and called his amphistaff to his one working hand.
"Not worth killing him for? Not worth..." Jor stopped, he felt at a loss for words.
"Who are you to decide that? You don't know anything about what happened here, neither of you do. I was.... It... I was burning Kells body on a funeral Pyre. And This, Inhuman, cold blooded, son of a monkey lizard, shot me with a tranq dart!" Jor yelled.
"A Tranq dart. He didn't want me dead, he's not here to kill me. He's here to take me to someone else alive and he picked NOW to make his move." Jor said in a quieter voice.
"he couldn't have waited 30 more minutes for the body to finish burning. No, he had a pay day to collect on." Jor said, punctuating the words Pay and Day with thrusts of his amphistaff into the ground.
He turned back to the hunter with a look of complete determination on his face. "Hunter, know this. I will kill you for this. I don't care if it takes me the rest of my natural life, i will find you, kill you and bury you under the spot i built Kells funeral pyre. Then i'm going to take your armor, throw it in the garbage, except for your helmet. In your helmet, i'm going to grow a small plant. Then, i'm going to gift this plant, helmet and all, to Kells parents on Agamar."
Jor turned to Drake. "He's all yours for now. I'm not willing to fight you over what fate this trash truly deserves... yet. But he's going to die at my hand eventually, a very slow and painful death. I suggest you be elsewhere when i do because not even our friendship is going to keep that from happening."
With that, Jor turned back to his Dragoon and climbed in. Closing the hatch behind him, he just sat there, in the passenger cabin. Tears welled up in his eyes and for the first time since Kells death he truly grieved over the loss of his would be son, his only family.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Dec 23, 2008 2:11:00 GMT -5
Jik nodded to Drake to keep him there, and then Jik pullled around the front of the man, his lightsaber extended to just below his neck, and his blaster pointed at the man's face.
"Take off the helmet." said Jik watching for any sudden movements, he knew the force would let me know if he still wanted to go in the hardway.
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Post by Drake on Dec 23, 2008 17:48:01 GMT -5
Drake looked over at Jor "Jor wait...we didn't know" he said but it was too late as Jor had already left. Drake looked down at the hunter "You interupted a funeral for his son...?" Drake growled under his breath as he kicked the hunter in the back. "You bastard!" Drake kicked him in the side as well. He pulled his saber up and flipped it in a stab position "I should end your pathetic little life right now...but I won't" Drake slashed the backpack off the hunter "Thats Jor's job..." Drake turned to Jik "Put him in those bone cuffs like you did Terrin" Drake said as he back around to the front of the Hunter so Jik could work he kept his saber at the neck of the hunter just in case.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 24, 2008 2:32:57 GMT -5
Jor sat in the passenger compartment of the Dragoon for a good 20 minutes before standing up. His left arm still didn't work, but luckily that meant the artificial nerves weren't registering pain anymore.
He took his amphistaff and cut the arm off at the shoulder and quickly tied of a tourniquet off on the stump using medical supplies from the Dragoons first aid box. Once that was done he made sure Vera was safe and secure in the rack holding her next to the first commando seat by the cockpit.
He climbed into the cockpit and started programming the autopilot. He rarely ever used the autopilot function on any ship but with only one arm, Jor was in no condition to pilot a ship and he knew it. He revved the engines and made sure that his hasty take off the better part of an hour ago hadn't damaged the ships engines.
when everything checked out, Jor went back outside amphistaff in hand. He'd calmed down a lot and it was visible on his face. He had once again, reigned in his emotions to a comfortable level of control.
That didn't stop him from stabbing the amphistaff through the space between the hunters shin and knee plates, and twisting.
"Ok, Hunter. I've changed my mind. Your coming with me to Coruscant. The Jedi Temple. From there i'm going to probe your mind to find out who you are and who your working for." Jor said to the emotionless metal mask.
He withdrew the amphistaff and let it rest at his side. "Now get your ass in the back of that Dragoon before i change my mind and kill you here and now."
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Post by xakarus on Dec 24, 2008 19:29:24 GMT -5
The fingers on the hunter's left hand moved slowly, but deliberately. Then his hand began moving, but not randomly, in a specific pattern. Then it sped up, still moving in specific patterns. Bloodseeker mentally cursed. Of course they weren't going to understand this... but he'd keep trying. His other hand joined the first, the two moving in a similar pattern.
Seeker's injuries were mending fairly quickly, all of them, because he'd injected himself automatically with a rush of nanos. They were fixing him as fast as possible, and it hurt, but he couldn't make a sound.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Dec 24, 2008 19:56:03 GMT -5
"Will do." said Jik who still wanted him to take off his helmet. Jik places his hands over the hunters hands and suddenly from his skin erupted bones that formed together to fit the man's arms like hand cuffs. They would be unbreakable and tight against the man's wrists. "Wish they had taken the pain.... of doing that every time." muttered jik under his breath as his new bones began to grow painfully in place. Once his hands were done with that he reached up to take off the man's helmet.
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Post by xakarus on Dec 24, 2008 21:36:34 GMT -5
The moment the Jedi touched the helmet sockets, a massive electric shock coursed through him, powerful enough to send most sentient species in the galaxy into a several-day coma. The hunter sighed. He'd tried telling them, but nooooo, nobody pays attention to sign language. He continued signing the best he could with his now-restrained hands, attempting to make his handicap obvious.
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Post by Drake on Dec 24, 2008 21:41:38 GMT -5
Drake watched as the electric charge hit Jik "You okay" Drake asked his apprentice before turning back to the hunter. He kicked him again "You heard Jor you're goin with him...and we're followin so don't try nothin stupid" Drake said as he lifted the hunter off the ground Drake checked him removing any extra weapons he saw on the guy before pushing him to Jor. "I suggest you sing like a canary when we get to the temple" Drake told him, though he was cuffed Drake kept his saber at the hunters neck. Atleast until he was safely in Jor's ship Drake turned back to Jik for a second. "Hope you're not too hurt buddy, we still need you to fly one of the ships" He said turning back to the hunter and Jor.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Dec 24, 2008 23:58:59 GMT -5
As jik felt the helmet an electrical current began to pulse through him, but the hunter's well laid trap underesitmated Jik's tolerance to such things. Jik was almost in constant pain from his particular skills, and pain was no knew friend to Jik, he moved his new bones to the surface of his hands, to keep them from frying his hands which had already begun to heal from the damage they had taken. The Phrik was able to dispurse the electricty with no problem as Jik manually opened the helmet from the outside. It had caused him no distress at all. He did not know what the man was signing as he took the helmet of the man's head, but he spoke to Drake. "I'm fine, nothing more then a quick Jolt." said Jik as he looked upon the speices of the hunter. "A human... I actually thought he may have been something more interesting."
"He'll stand before Odan, Your verdict cannot be trusted because you are too emotionally invovled Jor. Let his punishment be decided by others." said Jik to jor, who also agreed that they should take him to the jedi temple.
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