Search results

.Orion watched as his attack knocked back the wave, giving him some time to get his bearings. "Try to back yourself toward the exit," he called out to his partner over the roaring of the Anzati. One of them had gotten close and Orion had sliced off the head of its spear. As the shaft flew...

.He chuckled as she gazed around, trying to collect her words. It was clear this Jedi was too braindead to really know what she wanted, besides spilling blood or finding her friends, the people who want nothing to do with her. She was likely to kill him, but he still couldn't help but find her...

.Seeing that the situation was beginning to heat up, Orion, decided now was the best time to leave. They had discussed what few topics they had, and sticking around for any longer was likely to result in being thrown into combat unwillingly. He knew how explosive some of the Exiles were. He...

.It seemed as though the Jedi was not in the mood for mind games. Nevertheless, Orion kept his mental walls up, only snapping out of his trance to speak. He could feel his neck muscles slowly thaw out, but the rest of his body was numb as always. He'd read somewhere that it takes a few minutes...

.Sadly for Orion, he didn't make it as far as he wanted to. He was aiming to cut the chair in half, and then dash to cover behind a table, but he had underestimated the man, assuming the bottles would keep him from attacking the Exile. Orion turned, slashing the chair in half. The top half...

.First, he closed his eyes as she mentioned feeling his anger. Of course. The one time he hides from Jedi, he runs into a Master. If he could, he would have shaken his head, but his body was stunned. He could do nothing as his lightsaber was yanked away. This was truly humiliating for the Exile...

.There was a time to accept defeat, and this was something Orion was well aware of. He was interrupted in the middle of his action, and he realized this as the Twi'lek man was torn from his grip, sent sprawling deeper into the alleyway. It seemed as though this vigilante didn't really care about...

.Orion's actions were interrupted by a newcomer. The Twi'lek's fist had been high in the air, poised to strike the Exile, anger coursing through Orion's veins, when he sensed it. If he had not been in the middle of a fight, he wouldn't have noticed the subtle ripples, wouldn't have heard fabric...

.It felt good to be getting some fresh air, if you could call the atmosphere in the lower levels fresh. Orion had gotten sick of laying around, so he had decided to go for a walk. He didn't exactly know where he was going, but now that he was out and about, he just let his legs carry him...

.He had succeeded (with the help of the Zeltron woman (@Ecclessey)) to push back the man enough to have some time to recollect himself. However, Orion didn't have much time to get his bearings until he was thrown back into combat again. The pink skinned woman had turned on him--not that they...

.To Orion, it felt like it had been an eternity since his last trip to Coruscant, despite that it had been a few months since he last ventured to the planet. Its lower levels reminded him of Nar Shaddaa, but somehow more sophisticated. In reality, he just felt that way because it had been the...

.Orion had chosen to stay silent through the previous events that transpired. He had nothing to say about the boy, so he chose to keep his mouth shut until they would move on, although he was a bit irritated that the conversation had been derailed twice in a row. His irritation was at the boy...

.Orion walked into the office hurriedly, hoping to get this done as soon as possible. He'd heard that some idiot shot up the previous office, and he wasn't looking to be filled with bolts when he was just trying to cash in a hard earned lightsaber. He would never forget the day when he bested a...

.He was unamused by the woman that approached them seductively. Orion really didn't care for paid sex or whatever other services she was providing, but he did find her last line humorous. She could see another woman--a Zeltron--stalking over like a lioness eyeing her prey. He could tell this...

.Orion loathed travelling to Nar Shaddaa. Despite his shabby upbringing, he found the Smuggler's Moon to be below him. It was a place of filth and crime and nothing more. Truly, it contributed nothing to the Galaxy other than drugs, bounty hunters, and a raging black market. Still, he had to...

.The Leviticus? Orion had heard of the man, an Exile Master who had made quite the ripple in his rise to power. Words and tales of his deeds rotated amongst the Exile circles Orion frequented. No wonder the man seemed so potent with the Force. "My apologies, Master Leviticus. I had no idea I...

.The man must have stumbled or lost focus. Orion was surprised to see his saber make contact with the man's flesh, first severing his right arm from the elbow down with one slash. It fell, clutching the lightsaber, to the ground. The Jedi's blade switched off. Then, the Exile made two slashes...

.Orion hoped to see the beast they were hunting poking out. Instead, a savage Anzat tore out, followed by a lone arrow, which was in its path toward the Exile himself. More of the animals burst out, from various locations around. He sensed the projectile as it whizzed at his chest, and Orion...

.Orion was beginning to break a sweat now. The two men swung blow after blow, parrying each other's strikes at inhuman speeds. The Exile spun his blade and leaped, using the Force to aid him. He jumped 3 meters in the air, and rode the wave that the noble had created to pull him in. He landed a...

.He watched as the attractive newcomer glided over. He had gotten there later than Orion, and yet his entrance was dramatic enough to make it seem as though his tardiness was intended. The stranger reeked of power, and he radiated it as he walked toward the group. Orion listened, a bit...