Infared's Assassin Training

[Lillianne Crasse]

*The dark room only held the glint of weaponry upon the walls. Though some appeared old and rusted, they still were very sharp. Some rare weapons that the Republic had outlawed were even hanging upon the walls. It was clear what this room was for.*


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*Infa staggered back, almost not able to make it. This was horrible. Something had gone wrong...Was it his ship? It seemed like sabotage. Like someone knew when, where, and how they would strike....Rajani would not be pleased. He made it to the room that he was ordered to return to once his task was succeded or in his case failed. As he entered the room, two steps later he found himself face first agains thte floor...Seemed he could not hold himself up.*

 

[Lillianne Crasse]

*He could feel her anger before she even entered the room. Heavy footsteps could be heard echoing across the stone floor. Cries of pain and sickening thudding could be heard as other apprentices and slaves hit the wall as she made her way toward the failure. Stepping into the room, she waved her hand and the stone door slammed shut behind her. It struck so hard, that part of the wall slightly cracked from the force. Her brown eyes looked down at the pathetic thing that was her assassin as her arms went to her hips.*

"Tell me how it is that a failure such as yourself has no strength to finish the task I set before him, but does have the strength to crawl upon the floor like a snake back to my doorstep. There must be a reason you think I would spare your life...."

 

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"It-it wasn't my fault! Y-Your..."

*He looked to the ground...blaming the person who had his life in her hands was not that smart...but it was the truth!*

"Y-y-your ship was sabotaged! It blew up on me! We had gotten the shit and then we were out of there, as soon as we hit hyperspace we exploded!"

*He was trying to pick himself up now, but his legs were severly injured from the crash...the remains of the ship was just a few kilometers away and he had to crawl all the way here. Even still bits of dirt and metal were on his clothes.*

 

[Lillianne Crasse]

*One of the candles from the candle holders lifted off and floated through the air just above Infa. It slowly tipped and searing hot wax poured onto his gaping wounds in his legs. As the wax was poured, the flame was brought lower and lower to his flesh threatening to lick it with their hot tongues. The smell of burning flesh and wax filled the room.*

"Blaming another for your own inadequancy will not be accepted. You've two strikes against you in that one comment."

*The candle flew across the room and broke into several pieces as it hit the wall and crumbled. Rajani stepped closer to Infa and drew her lightsaber. Murder was in her eyes as the blue blade ignited and she brought it high. She would teach him a lesson before all of this was over....if he survived.*

 

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*He opened his mouth as if to scream, yet no sound dared arise. As soon as it opened he clenched it shut and closed his eyes, desperately trying to make the pain go away. As he opened them, his eyes met with the brilliant jedi weapon. One he had only heard of in stories of how his friends and rivals had to escape from jedi....

...

He could barely think...and to make matters worse, he had seen the expression Rajani know held. It was one that he, himself wore before a contract was signed. One of utter desire, as well as hatred. Fused to one, these emotions were a dangerous combo. A combo you would not like to be on the other end of.*

 

[Lillianne Crasse]

*The lightsaber cut deeply into his side as searing flesh filled the air again. The wound was deep enough to hurt like hell, but not so restrictive to marr his ability to fight forever. He would be scarred from this for years to come and mobility on this one side would be limited for a time. The important thing was that he was alive.*

"Get onto your feet before me and act like a man. I'm tired of seeing you lying on the floor like a pitiful being. Get up or I'll run you through."

*Something fell to the floor in front of him. It was a medpack full of stimilants to overcome his pain and bind his wounds.*

 

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<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Lady Zahra/ Jules @ Dec 22 2005, 06:50 AM) [snapback]8495[/snapback]</div>

*The lightsaber cut deeply into his side as searing flesh filled the air again. The wound was deep enough to hurt like hell, but not so restrictive to marr his ability to fight forever. He would be scarred from this for years to come and mobility on this one side would be limited for a time. The important thing was that he was alive.*

"Get onto your feet before me and act like a man. I'm tired of seeing you lying on the floor like a pitiful being. Get up or I'll run you through."

*Something fell to the floor in front of him. It was a medpack full of stimilants to overcome his pain and bind his wounds.*
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*I crumple on the ground, the scar stinging my side. I grimace in pain, making sure Zahra sees me in this state.

However, the medpac and stims are underneath my torso, protected from Zahra's view. I look inside, and find a powerful medpac, along with a few stimulants. I grab the medpac, and apply it as quickly as possible. I then take all but one stims and jam them all into my leg.

However, even the stims can't complete control the pain I feel as I attempt to stand up. I stumble once, but manage to get up slowly.*

"I'm sorry, Master... I just --"

*I'd only get one good chance at this, so here it goes. I muster all the strength I have, and take the stimulant by it's handle. I take a chaotic slash at Zahra's face with the sharp needle from the stimulant, hoping that it he would either implant the stimulant directly into her face, or simply slash it apart. Either way, this is the only chance I'm bound to get before my untimely death...*

 

[Lillianne Crasse]

*She had sensed his intent and grappled his arms struggling to keep the needle from her own face. Kicking upward with her knees, she sends a couple of quick jabs towards his family jewels region. He wanted to play things the hard way. Good. He was finally beginning to learn...but it was almost too late.*

 

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*Infa was way too jacked up on stims to actually feel the pain, but they did startle him. He staggered back, harldy being able to think...he had used the stims to get in a single attack and now he was too wired to think of an actual strategy.

He dived forward, trying to bring her down.If he got her to the ground he may have a chance of survival.*

"You've *ggk* beaten me for the *Gackkk* last time..."

*He could hardly get out a full sentence before coughing horrible. The stims seemed to affect him unusually, or maybe thats how they affected everyone that took a lot at once.*

 

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ooc:Ima just gonna assume that he's dead since this has been up for a while...