[b]Ahsoka Tano, Arcadia-2[/b]

Walking along, Ahsoka had about a moment's notice thanks to the Force before the two newcomers presented themselves, one of whom was a sort of animal, and the other much less so. She halted for the moment, folding her arms as she watched. Of course, there was the other distraction from Neptune, but that was a small thing.

"Hello Light, Shin," she said to them calmly. "My name is Ahsoka Tano." Well then, introductions were pretty easy, though she held out the hope that she wouldn't have to do many more in the immediate future. The fact that people kept showing up was not the most thrilling news. 

At the cat's request, she lifted an eyebrow before acting. "I can do it," she said, before gently lifting Shin with the Force. It was almost like the old days, and soon enough she resumed walking. If Shin didn't like it though, well, enough struggling would break him free. Or rather, she'd let him go at that point. 

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[b]Ruiko Saten[/b]

Ruiko grinned in success, before that transformed in to a wince as the Berserker's arm exploded, covering her in blood. That was...disgusting, weird, and while she didn't know the cause she knew for certain that it didn't feel good, and it grossed her out. Something like this was beyond her experience, even in the final days leading up to the assault of Kiyama's laboratory. Even the third one fell, leaving only one left for her to face, and she was pretty confident about her chances.

Then something seemed to...change. She wasn't entirely sure what, but the Berserker adapted, changing it's stance to cope with what she was doing at the moment. That was worrying, yet she grit her teeth and went on. She couldn't afford to lose, not when she had come so far. 

It only took a few seconds of running to realize that the thing was prepared for it now, and while she wondered what had caused this, she was more focused on how to win. Getting ranged hadn't worked, so it seemed like it was time to get in close. She came down from her last jump in a crouch, sneakers skidding against the sidewalk.Then as it approached, she acted once more, with a strategy prepared. 

Before it could hit her, she dropped to the ground and kicked upwards. A jet of air emanated from her foot, shooting a powerful blast of air upwards that would serve to break it's guard as she spun back to her feet. From there she would deliver a punch, a practical shockwave of air emanating from her fist as she utilized her powers in a more close ranged capacity. Her remaining projectiles would all be launched like a shotgun at once, before she went for the coup de grace, A double handed blast of air to it the thing as hard as she could. It would burn through her energy, but it would be worth it.

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[b]Ba'al and Teal'c, Caracas, Venezuela[/b]

Ba'al watched with a curious eye as Biollante rebutted him, presenting a video of the destruction of the man who had said that he was the God Emperor, at the hands of an alliance of people. It reminded him a little of the Tau'ri, but it was far too disparate to measure up to that. And while he might be daunted a little, he could not be fully brought to a halt by this news. 

"Ah yes, him," Ba'al said ambivalently. "I saw his broadcast, but I did not take heed of his words. I am merely surprised that he fell so quickly. Nonetheless, I have been in many life or death situations before, and always triumphed. Isn't that right Teal'c?"

"Yes Lord Ba'al," Teal'c replied calmly, keeping his weapon trained on Biollante, like the good soldier that he was. 

Still, though, Ba'al stepped forward and took the communicator. "I suppose it doesn't hurt to keep your options open though. Being married to my wife has made that very clear to me. Wouldn't you agree, Teal'c?"

Much the same as last time, Teal'c was calm as he answered. "Lord Qetesh is is very impressive. I would not enjoy being on her bad side." 

With communicator in hand, Ba'al examined it as he stpeped back. "Will that be all?"