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Morad watched as Lortan plunged into the allywas, flashing his saber. "You want him, Your have to fight me first!" He couldn't beleive his ears, this was just like the time he had been messing around in a wookie outpost on Kashyyk. Morad had just gottan done doing a little bit of basic training with master Bik. Feeling like all work and know play made Morad a dull boy, he decided to mess around with the local wildlife. So he snuck into one of the planets aritificial bantha farms, (Look it up, they do have them dust.) and go bantha tipping. After a few bantha's, the owner came out and pinned Morad to the ground, almost killing him. Luckily, Master Bik was quite familiar with the wookie, and just happened to 'be passing by,' but Morad knew he had been there the whole time. Eventually he talked Morad's way out with almost no trouble, at least, none with the wookie.

Finally, jumping back to reality, Morad saw the opening. The clone had just switched hands and was now pointing a rifle at Lortan. Out of instinct, Morad reached for the hilt of his saber and pressed it against the troopers chest.

Check mate.

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Finally Jaro reached his destination. He wasn’t here for a year. He saw many things, many wonders. But this place was his home. So many times he wanted to come here but he couldn’t …but now he came back but he knew that it isn’t same place that it was…Coruscant

Jaro came out of ship that just landed. He wasn’t in this place for so long. But he returned. He returned here not to see his friends or master. He came here to see what left from place that he called home. He came here to see what Order 66 did. And he knew that force will help him to see what happened here.

After exiting ship Jaro merged with people here. He used Force Cloak. He wasn’t real master of this power but he knew that it will be enough to fool clone grunts that are patrolling near Jedi temple.

After using Force cloak and mind trick finally he managed to enter temple. Many flashbacks came to Jaro as he was walking corridors. He remembered faces of people that were training with him. Jaro remembered his masters who trained him. And he remembered that night that changed his life. He remembered night when council exiled him…

Jaro saw blaster marks on walls and other marks of fight. But no one could prepare him for things that he will see. He started to gather force powers to use Force Empathy. When Jaro was ready he touched first wall to see what happened here…As he touched temple wall views of massacre reached his mind. Force was showing him horror…massacre that happened here…
When Jaro finished his head was full of pictures that will follow him all his life…Jaro slowly putted his hood and merged with shadows…

Nowadays…

Jaro was watching drama in alley. He was hiding on roof of cantina. Few times he wanted to show himself but he knew that he need to wait longer and understand who these people are.

For a year he was searching for Jedi’s who survived massacre on Coruscant and finally he found them on Corellia. He arrived few days ago and had troubles to find any information about Jedi activity here. Republic troops were everywhere and that was pain in ... for a man who carries lightsaber. But few hours ago he suddenly sensed that someone used force powers. And that leaded him to this place.

Damn if these guys need to stop fighting or all damn Clone army will come here… though Jaro as he merged with shadows and watched what these guys will do next.

Belial strode across the red sands of destroyed Korriban, his time searching through the ruins hidden deep beneath the surface of the planet had been most illuminating. He walked slowly but powerfully to his ship. He walked into the cockpit and sat himself down. He flipped on the engine, he aimed his coordiantes for Corellia.

Stars and planets flew by until he finally he reached his destination. He descended to the landing pad and stepped out. He strode along the lonely runway connecting to the pad. He felt around with the force feeling a few force users were on the planet.

He strode along leaving the manager of the pad sputtering and trying to make sure everything was taken care of. It seems I have some Jedi to deal with...

(ooc: Sorry guys, I had the wrong planet to begin with)

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((braioch, we're on a planet called Corellia))

Kira'yya twisted her body around lithely as she aimed a kick at her captor's midriff. She had no idea who he was, but now that she was free, no one was going to keep her where she didn't want to stay! At least, not if she could help it.

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Morad knew he had the clone in a check mate. There was nowhere for him to move, no move he could make that could stop both of them at the same time while defending himself. With the unignited hilt on the clones chest, Morad squeezed a few words out of his choked throat.

"You make.....a move....and I'll.......cut you........in half........."

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Things were rapidly spiraling out of his control; and that, Kal did not like.

He felt the old bitterness rise; the two Jedi he was with were keffing useless at the moment; even the slave was at least prepared to strike back. This is why his brothers had died? For this?

Pressure on his chest. It'd only take a twist to, literaly, remove Morad's voicebox. He glances down and then up at his captive with a blank stare, and Morad might realize that threatening the life of a clone really had no effect.

But his action has the desired effect. Kal'd never seen a saber up close, and the damned Jedi never seemed to settle on a standard appearance, but he could guess. Jedi. He drops Morad abbruptly. The man at the alleyway. Jedi. He swings his blasterrifle away from pointing at Lortan.

'Sweet Void. A whole war, we see... what? two Jedi? From a distance? We're in the middle of a purge and they come outta the woodworks! Way to go, Kal, that's three counts of threatening a superior so far.'

Which left the man holding the slave. Kal turns his side to Morad, his back to Lortan, to raise the Deece at -him-.

'Either Infantry is sloppier then we thought or these people have the prolifferation rate of scurriers.'

'Lock it up, we're in trouble, here. This is getting too noisy.'

Razre force blocked the twilek' to avoid hurting her and backed up. "If you need a hideout, I know a good one. follow me." He said, turning and motioning for them to follow. (he isnt holding the now-free twilek anymore.)

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WHAT DO YOU MEAN,"THERE WERENT ANY MINIGUNS IN THE DARK AGES?!"

Belial strode down the streets of the nearby city and watched people walking back and forth, avoiding him like crazy. He gave them disinterested looks as he walked on. He walked with purpose to a nearby alleyway. He gazed down it, ignoring the others including the clone he looked at the two jedi knights.

He held his hand close to his belt, he approached the nearest hooded one, his energy seethed off of him in a bluish-white light.

"Jedi Knight, or Padawan?" Belial asked the man.

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Razre turned quite slowly, his face still hidden in his hood. the power to see force auras given to him by a dying jedi of an ancient race allowed him to see the newcomers aura. it was blood red. Razre didnt seem to react at first, then moved faster than a blaster bolt, ontop of the nearest roof in seconds. he used the force to contact the wookie jedi and told him "new guy's a sith." Razres hands were on his sabers in his crouched position on the rooftop. (when you imagine my charachter, think Altair from Assassin's Creed in jedi form)

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Quote: Im a GAMER. I have a PLETHORA of lives!

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,"THERE WERENT ANY MINIGUNS IN THE DARK AGES?!"

(ooc: Nice description, love that guy)

Belial smiled as the jedi leapt up, "So much for covert," he said to himself as he looked upwards. In an instance he leapt up where the Jedi crouched. He landed behind the hooded figure.

"There's no point in hiding your face scum, either way your life is mine to end" he said as he released his sabers from their place on his belt. Then turned them on, releasing the black energy from them, so black it seemed to absorb light.

He held up one of the sabers, "Now fight, and let it be a good one."

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I'm losing my mind, and you just stand there and stare as my world collides.