
10-06-2008, 05:04 PM
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My attention span is very shor- Butterflies!
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Location: Somewhere witty
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Re: Halls of the Wicked [Maystag]
OoC: That’s perfectly fine with me.
Try briefly looked over his shoulder as he entered the building. There was someone behind the corner, but that was one, and to his left a dozen soldiers came running, guns blazing. His lightsabers moved in a blur as he moved slowly towards them, hitting every bullet that would otherwise hit him, all his movements directed and fueled by the Force, until he was only 20 meters away, and the soldiers retreated to behind the corner.
“Weak,” Try said quietly and rounded the corner, “too weak.”
The soldiers had again blocked off the road and were aiming at him. Try nudged the force with a movement of his arm and all the M16’s flew out of their arms and slid across the floor towards Try. Again, the soldiers were retreating, but this time, Try were already in their midst and swung his lightsabers all around, striking down everyone in the group.
Looking around at his fallen enemies, Try deactivated his lightsabers and reached into his cloak, grabbing forth a pyramid shaped holocron. He activated it in his hand and took a step back in respect as the cloaked figure once more appeared in thin air.
“Master, I can feel it’s here, but not where it is.”
“Trust your instincts, not the force. Don’t let the force lead you to it. Make it lead you to it. We are in command of the force. Remember that, my apprentice.”
“Yes, my master. I control the force.”
The dark shadow slipped back into the holocron and Try placed it back into his cloack. “Command… Show me the way,” he thought and concentrated. There was nothing. He let his mind calm and tried it again. “Show me,” he commanded. Still nothing.
“AAAARGH! SHOW ME!” he yelled out and sent a dead soldier flying across the corridor, before continuing further into the complex. “And will that alarm be quiet!” The force showed him the next room, filled with soldiers with their rifles aiming at the doorway. “Better find another way, then,” he muttered to himself and turned back to try the other way. He was powerful, but not foolish. He could not take all of those at once.
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Ohh! Pretty butterflies!...
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