Fat Boy Kyle

Star Wars - Jedi Exile - Knights of the Last Republic

“Can you stand? I don’t think I can carry you out of here, and there’s about to be some even more good reasons for us not to be here.”

The words did not register straight away.

“huh?” exhaled Rylos before his lungs began to violently eject the dust inside of him. His spluttering would have been painful enough, but with his broken ribs he found himself in agony. The pain was a blessing though, for it gave him some consciousness and made him focus. The young Jedi raised his head and let his bloodshot blue eyes lock onto the milky-white eyes of the Miralukan woman. She was not a trooper, and for that he was thankful. He looked past her towards the fresh cloud of dust that resident near the new entrance. He could feel pain there and knew the troopers from moments before were either dead or injured, from whatever the newest explosion was.

“I can stand.” he eventually replied between gritted teeth as he pulled himself up. As the pain increased even more he began to feel the uncomfortable ‘humming’ sensation from his implants as they began to fill his bloodstream with various compounds; as much as he hated the unnatural modifications, he couldn’t deny their usefulness. “I’m injured, but I can still fight. We may be able to escape from the direction I came.” Between his youth, his use of the force and the implants, he could ignore the broken ribs for a short time. Rylos would have asked where the others were but he could feel their presence nearby, and with the sound of yet another structural collapse, he figured they would soon be joining them.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile - Knights of the Last Republic

Apologies for the sub-standard post, but on the other hand it is a post.

@Jbcool

Oi you! That's my line!

Star Wars - Jedi Exile - Knights of the Last Republic

Should he wait or should he flee? That was the question that Rylos repeatedly found himself asking as he nervously paced up and down a small corridor in the dusty underbelly of the Jedi Temple. There were other Jedi in this labyrinth of tunnels, and some of them felt familiar. But could he afford to wait for them? Would they even come his way? Would they even be friendly? Would they attack him out of fear? Logic was telling him to run, to escape the Temple whilst there was still a chance and look for survivors elsewhere. But his conscious was telling him to stay and fight. It was hard for a Jedi to choose between logic and morals, especially when dark times allowed emotions to twist ones emotions.

BOOM

The sounds of an explosion echoed through the dark passages, rumbling the walls and dislodging the ancient dust and rubble. He stumbled under the shockwave and fell against a wall, his shoulder bracing the impact. He went to regain his posture when a wave of emotions came crashing over him, momentarily stunning him. He felt the hopelessness of a young boy, the desperation of a young girl, the pain of a blaster bolt, and the last moments of terror before more lives were torn away. The other Jedi in the tunnels were under attack.

“I can’t leave them…” he whispered to himself before feeling the heat once again rise in his chest, “I won’t leave them!”

Rylos seemingly burst off the wall, charging along the corridors towards the not-so-distance sounds of battle. He pushed himself to run as fast as he could, the use of the force causing him to move at such a speed that he was almost a blur. Corners disappeared as quickly as they were revealed. The young Jedi looked almost unstoppable in his determination – but that of course was not the case. He found himself close enough to hear the loud clunky footsteps of the large commandos corners away, to hear the humming of lightsabers, and to taste the blood in the air. He was so close, but yet so far…

BOOOM

Another explosion.

A blinding flash of white, a wave of intense heat, and a shower of rubble hit Rylos with enough force to send him flying across the room and into a wall. His back hit the wall first, causing the wall and a few of his ribs to crack. Gravity then dragged him clumsily to the floor. He was winded and in shock. His vision seemed to fade in and out, granting him enough glances to see more commandos climbing through the new hole in a nearby wall.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile - Knights of the Last Republic

Sorry it took so long for me to post; I've been really struggling with it. I'm much better at writing dialogue and interaction (I think), but fail at action. And my last few posts have only really been action >:/

Spiritum Aeternum; or The Ramshackle Monster Hunters

@Eru Iluvatar I know. It's a shame, I really wanted to see how this story turned out. Though if you are interested I have started a RP myself and it's not to late to join. MacabreFox is also part of it. (@Fat Boy Kyle the offer is open for you as well).

@TheDuncanMorgan

I might be interested in becoming a reader/ghost/whateveryouprefertocallthem for your RP, but I've not even been posting in my current RPs for a while. What's the RP?

Star Wars - Jedi Exile - Knights of the Last Republic

I will post sometime in the next 365 days

Spiritum Aeternum; or The Ramshackle Monster Hunters

I order someone to post

Plague of the North

I don't like to call any RP dead unless I'm the only person left with a shred of interest. Unfortunately, as you might be able to tell from my activity feed, I've not been on the guild at all recently. I have however just left my job meaning that I currently have an extra 30 hours spare each week. I'm also about to take my driving test, meaning that I'll be freeing up around another 12 hours a week (I have to travel hours just for the lessons). So hopefully there should be no reason why I can't pull my finger our and give this RP a huge boot forwards.

Sanctuary

I miss me too :(

Star Wars - Jedi Exile - Knights of the Last Republic

Posted. Unfortunately the post his been written small piece by piece over the last couple of weeks, so it's not the best put together post. Had to post something though!