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@Aphelion

Eric watched as the sword cut through her and he winced. "I'm sorry Lucky." He said, but as he saw it heal the relief on his face was palpable. The thought of hurting someone especially a friend had been almost too much to bear. He had promised someone, and himself he wouldn't use his powers to harm anyone. Just to relieve them of their money, and valuables. Still even with her healing factor he felt something gnawing away at him, he felt his guilt. She did the smart thing and whipped dirt into his face and for a moment longer he was stunned. When the hair wrapped itself around him, he let out a grunt of discomfort. "I'm not going to hurt you Lucky." He said softly, as the hair squeezed around him, he felt it tighten even more, and he knew he was beaten. He didn't really have a choice but to yield.

They wrapped around his face and he couldn't breathe. He gently tapped her hair, a gesture people use in martial arts to show to release. "I give, let up." He said, the hair muffling it. He just hoped she could hear because if she couldn't then he was screwed he'd probably die suffocated in her hair. Not a way he wanted to go out, he knew that Lucky was going to be mad at him for giving in, but he didn't care. He didn't want to fight her in the first place.

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@Kaesus @LordofthePies

Adam couldn't help himself, he ended up laughing at the sheer irony of things. He had managed to attract everybody except the people he wanted, he moved towards the girl with the cat and started to scratch the little beast under the chin. "I thought you were both saints." He said, not bothering to whisper it. The apartments were starting to become more active, it seems the gangsters inside found the bodies he left which meant they would be coming out of there soon. Adam began to shift uncomfortably but he didn't let it show instead he busied himself with the cat. "You're cute little cat aren't you?" He asked the cat, he shifted his hand to a section of string and burnt through it. The flames were localized and small enough that they didn't burn for every long but hot enough to cut it away. Soon enough he had burnt away the string, and had the creature free.

It was at this moment that someone exited the apartments he had an AK in his hands as he approached the group. "Who the fuck are you?" He asked the group pointing the chopper at them. As he approached Adam whispered quietly. "If you aren't saints, then help me clear this place out. These guys are not good guys." He man with the chopper got closer, and Adam struck quickly. He knocked the barrel down and brought his hand up to the guys face, he used his flames to essentially boil his former comrades brain inside his skull. The body dropped, a burnt handprint on his face. "Are you with me?" He asked.

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My schedule is weird AF this week. I have been working late until about 3am then having to get up and go back to work at 9am so uhhh I have mostly been sleeping and peeping on here. Sorry all, give me a second to get sorted to this weird shit.

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@Enalais Your powers haven't been fully explored yet. You could alter them to make them more easy to execute? Give yourself a bit more "um-mph"? I, for one, wouldn't mind if you expanded them. I had to do that at one point to give Lucky a bit more power.

What do you guys think? Would it be okay? @Kaesus @Drakey

@Aphelion

It's not that, I'm just not used to doing pvp rp's. Not unless it's a collab XD

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As I write up Lucky's posts, I realize I should have picked an easier power to write out. I haven't really done combat with another player ever, so this is my first roleplay PVP match. And with HAIR powers of all things. Like... fml. I could have gone with wind, or earth, or even made her control plants. Instead, no. Hair.

Sigh.

@Aphelion

Same...

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Tannius and his squad didn't even really have time to push forward, the combat going on all around them was too intense for any kind of major push. The jedi was beginning to lose his nerve at the carnage around him. Blaster bolts flew overhead or impacted the wall they were hiding behind, troopers from other squads went down, his comm was full of voices calling for reinforcements. The situation seemed hopeless, and apparently the commander thought so. The order to retreat was given, but Tannius made no call for a fall back instead the battle seemingly getting to him freezing him up.

It was one of his troopers who shook him out of it, quite literally. "What are your orders, sir?" The voice asked, panic had filled the troopers voice. Not only was their commander freezing up, but it was a jedi no less. "Fighting retreat, try to buy as much time as we can." Tannius said, he tried to hide the fear behind thoughts of the code, and for the most part it worked he seemed steady to the other troopers. He pointed out the next batch of cover behind some wreckage and the group moved. Stopping every few feet to give the encroaching cultists a barrage of heavy fire.

When they made it to their second set of cover, a cultist charged. Crimson saber in his hand he made a beeline for Tannius as fast as the force would carry him, so fast that Tannius barely had time to put up a defense yellow saber, and red crossed making a shower of sparks. "I'm going to take your head, republic slave." The cultist said, a grin appearing on his face. Tannius said nothing instead going on the defensive as the cultist hit him with a flurry of quick strikes. "You have your orders, keep falling back!" Tannius shouted, over the din of his own combat. This was only the second time he had fought a sith, and it showed he was slowly losing ground. The cultist got cocky though, and started inflicting shallow wounds with the edge of his saber first on Tannius' cheek, then upon his knuckle. On his next Shiim strike, the jedi saw his opening and took it. He went for Tannius' eye, the jedi deflected the strike, and went in with a lunge impaling the cultist through the stomach, and finally a finishing blow to the neck severing the head from his shoulders.

The jedi stood there for a moment. Shaking from both adrenaline, and fear. Not able to move, until the blaster bolts started impacting around him. He kicked it into high gear and joined his squad. When they finally got clear of the combat the group gave a sigh of relief. With the exception of Tannius. The jedi collapsed to his knees exhausted and threw up the events finally hitting him. This elicited a few nervous laughs from the soldiers in the squad. When the jedi's stomach was empty he gave the order to move to the boneyard, his thoughts swimming with everything that just happened.

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Death Row-Cartel controlled apartments. @Kaesus @LordofthePies

Adam sat and watched, still in the clothes he took off of a homeless dude. When he saw two women show up looked at his watch, he watched them talk for sometime. Both of them seemed out of place at a "Gang Shooting" He smiled as he walked forward, he kept the shotty sitting in his hiding spot, but he still had a piece tucked into his waistband just in case things got sour. As he walked forward he found himself getting more and more nervous. If they were saints he could do one of two options. He could try to kill them, turn them into his former boss maybe he could get his old life back, or he could help them. He had done enough killing for a lifetime, and maybe for once it was time to do something right, help clean up this city rather than throw it down the stairs as he was used to.

He pulled up the hood of the dirty hoody as he got closer. "Are you ladies lost?" He asked, taking the both of them in. One of them had a cat in her hands, the other was dressed in all black which looked out of place. He was tempted to give the other girl pointers. Like don't wear all black when you go out at least if you are trying to be stealthy black left a silhouette, dark blue was where it was at if you were trying to sneak around. But he shook his head thinking it was just for fashion. "Why are you here? Os Anjo's are inside that apartment, and they will kill you if they see you out here." He said. Seeing what they would do next, hopefully both of them were saints with the ability to call in backup because he wanted to send a message to his old boss.

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Eric caught the blade, and looked down. She wanted a fight, and he wasn't giving her one. But she shouldn't of given him the sword back. "Alright." Was all he said, he had to think fast she was already on the move again. Eric changed his stance, turned, and began to fall back. He needed to give himself some distance from her, if he got to close he was just asking to get trapped. She could control her hair after all, she could easily just hit him in the back while he engaged her up front. Essentially he went in a giant half circle around the arena, this would give Lucky plenty of time to prepare a defense and figure something out, but he didn't care he had to get his head in the game.

As he finally turned to engage, he did so on her right, and he ran for her as fast as he could. Eric kept an eye on anything she might try as he sprinted, ready to dodge if need be. But as he cleared the gap and got close enough for a swipe he took it aiming for the back of Lucky's leg, aiming to disable her leg hoping against all hope he could not only hit her, but also not feel bad about it afterwords.

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Tannius strapped his gear on, looking around at the soldiers who would accompany him into battle. He could feel the pre-battle jitters in the air, but with him especially. This would be his first major conflict, he had heard about battle before. He would only have seconds to make decisions that could cost a life, seconds to make decisions that would uphold the jedi code. The orders to mount up came, and he sighed. He would be taking the last shuttle in, it was a relief but still. He wasn't ready for battle, and the thoughts that crossed his mind as he entered that steel coffin were less than satisfactory, he felt fear. "There is no emotion, only peace." He thought, as he climbed up the ramp, his commandos got settled and the jedi sat along with them.

When the shuttle finally left, he felt the tension grow. There wasn't even a sound, as they all did their last weapon checks not a word. Not until they entered the atmosphere. "30 seconds to landing." The pilot said, with that the team all stood seemingly at the same time. At this point time seemed to pass so much slower, Tannius was fidgeting now as they got closer. "5...4...3-" The pilot was cut off from their countdown, there was, a loud "Fwoom" And the shuttle lurched and started dropping. It hit the ground hard, throwing soldiers too and fro, Tannius himself slammed pretty hard against the side of the shuttle. He felt blood dripping down from his forehead, apparently he hit it harder than he thought. "Who's with me?" He shouted, everyone on his team checked in they were all still alive if a little shaken from their hard landing. "Someone open the ramp, or we are just waiting to get murdered." One of the soldiers shouted over the confusion. "I can't it's too damaged to open." The pilot shouted back. Tannius decided to make his own exit, he drew his saber and cut an exit and blew the hunk of metal away with a well placed force push. "Everyone out, come on!" He shouted, leaping out his impromptu exit first and into the chaos.

He instantly regretted his decision, the chaos around him was intense. Everywhere he looked were signs of battle. The dead, the dying. He felt that tinge of fear again, as a blaster bolt missed his head by mere inches while he was standing there dumbstruck. That kicked him into action, he covered his men as they exited deflecting blaster bolts with his saber. When everybody including the pilot were out, he pointed to the closest bit of cover not far away. "Go take cover!" He shouted, over the chaos. They ran their way across the field, blaster bolts from the enemy blazing a trail after them. One of his commando's got hit and fell hard. Tannius turned, despite the heavy fire and went back for them. He grabbed them and pulled them into cover. "We've got to push forward, gain some ground." He said, fear was intermingled with his voice. But that didn't stop him from leaving cover, and entering the battlefield.

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Tannius

Name - Tannius Lacar

Species - Human

Sex - Male

Age - 27

Faction - Republic task force.

Rank - Jedi Sentinel

Appearance - Standing in at 6'1 and 190 lbs, Tannius likes to keep himself fit for any combat to come. So he has a healthy amount of muscle underneath his armor plating, other than that he could be described as average in just about every aspect.

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Apparel - When out of combat, Tannius prefers to wear loose jedi tunics and pants. Inside of combat, he usually wears heavy armor over that so if push comes to shove he has something to protect him from oncoming blaster fire.

Lightsaber - A simply made lightsaber with a yellow crystal.

Equipment - datapad, fusion cutter, blaster pistol

Force Powers - Force Telekensis (Push, Pull, lift) Master, Force speed (intermediate), force jump (intermediate)

Known Lightsaber Forms - Shii-Cho master, Makashi (expert)

Skills-
Slicing - Part of being a jedi sentinel is understanding that jedi can't do it all and sometimes have to rely on techolgy to do it for them so thus Tannius took up slicing. He could be described as an expert at it, with some encryptions presenting a greater challenge than others.
Repairing- Tannius became an expert at repairing things, due to not only his training as a sentinel but also wanted to keep his gear in order. When the sentinel has nothing to do he is usually repairing the ship, modifying his speeder, or repairing gear.
Shooting - While he's not the best at it, he could be described as passable by some of the soldiers in the task force.
Flaws -
Slow Learner- Tannius has been described as a bit of a slow learner when it comes to new things, so slow that even his peers, the masters thought he was slow too, which is a miracle as to how he made it through training in the first place.
Attachment - Tannius forms his attachments incredibly easily, one he starts to make friends with someone there isn't anything he wouldn't do for them, even if it cost him his life, and if anything ever happened to someone close to him he could easily become enraged. It is quite the slippery slope for the young jedi.
Paranoia - Growing up in Nar Shaada is a tough place, and you begin to see enemies everywhere, for Tannius that is a part of his everyday life. And with the cult starting to gain power, he fears that even some of his best friends might be his enemies.

Personality - Tannius tries everything in his power to uphold the tenants of the jedi code, the only thing that goes against the code with him is his attachments to the team around him doing anything he can to protect them. He is very slow to anger and prefers thinking things through calmly and rationally with very few exceptions. So really Tannius tries to be the very definition of a jedi who follows the code closely.

Backstory - Born on Nar Shaddaa Tannius grew up surrounded by poverty, gangs, and death. His mother, and father were slain for their debt, and the boy was enslaved. Luckily for the boy it was a jedi who found him, and it was a jedi who payed for his freedom. But the boy found he wasn't really free, he followed the jedi back to Coruscant for training at the jedi temple.

There the boy certainly made friends easily, but his learning was slow. He didn't seem to take to anything but the jedi code quickly. It became a fundamental core of who he was, and how he acted. The boy managed to make through the grueling training, by the skin of his teeth becoming a full fledged jedi sentinel. His first act of a jedi sentinel was to go out and gather intelligence on any remaining sith personnel especially dark jedi. He was not under any circumstances to engage them though.

He did his job effectively, going from planet to planet trudging up whoever he could find. Which surprised even his masters, eventually he blew his cover wide open though. Making the fatal mistake of an enemy finding out who he was. The dark jedi, and the sentinel engaged. The engagement left the jedi sentinel on the run, eventually ending with the sentinel escaping, and vowing to never again be caught off guard like that.

With his cover blown, and his mission a failure. The sentinel spent some time training, and waiting for the temple to give him his next objective. Eventually the orders came, he was to join with a task force investigating the cult of Okussus. He transferred onto the crew, and has been trying to use his skills as not only a jedi to keep them alive, as well as using his skills as a slicer and mechanic to try and keep the crew running efficiently and their gear maintained.