Bad Boys, Bad Boys

[SithFTW]

The Planet of Ylesia was a polar opposite of Ka-Ragt's homeworld. Everything here was teeming with life. The thick jungles were never quiet. Ka-Ragt didn't like it. It always seemed to be raining here, and when it wasn't, the air was so humid you could practically taste it. Everything felt sticky, and the foliage was thick and annoying. This planet was getting on his nerves very quickly. After two days of trekking through the jungle, Ka-Ragt had become irritatable and grouchy. In the past hour, he had already killed three songbirds, cutting off their sweet tune.
The Zabrak Sith continued to march onwards though. He was traveling lighter then normal, lacking his mace and his regular black robes. He only carried what he needed for a fight, and that was just his saber, and the Armour he practically always wore. A suit of MK 5, which had apparently become the standard for most Sith.. Food and water were easy to come by in the vibrant jungles, and the nights were war, enough that Ka-Ragt didn't even bother to make any sort of fire. Besides, a fire could give away their position, and a surprise attack would be very beneficial. Besides, his partner on this little mission didn't seem to mind either.
Ka-Ragt was fond of his partner. Although the Anzati was somewhat strange at time, the being didn't play around. He was ruthless, and efficient. Qualities that Ka-Ragt admired, as he himself was the same way. He thought that the Anzati race as a whole was strange. The whole 'soup' thing, or whatever it was that they drank was creepy. The fact that the species practically obsessed over it didn't make things any better.

Ka-Ragt froze as a smuggler's ship flew overhead. "We're close. It should be just past this next ridge."
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@Vinn Esper

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[Vinn Esper]

You hear The Nameless One's response in your head as he transmits his response rather then speaking. The voice in your head is gravelly and easy identifiable from your own thoughts "I can feel the life forces of many beings. So many begging to be drained."

The Nameless One checked his suit of MK5 armor the sith called "Inquisitor" like the outfit he had previously worn it was entirely black, and lightweight. The only piece that was missing from the suit of armor was a helmet. He leaned over and checked to make sure his double bladed light saber was still there, it was. "The Sentient Nightmare grows in hunger," he projected telepathically to his fellow sith. This place reminded him of Anzat, his homeworld.

Despite the lack of mountains,this planet had. On Anzat there were many places like the one they now traveled through. The major difference being the foliage on his planet was red, and there was no Sea of the Memory in the sky. Also, everything on Anzat would try to kill you.

The Nameless One walked through the jungle a little behind the other sith, which he knew was a zabrak. One of several cultures he had studied during his one hundred years on Anzat. He knew them this being could be trusted to complete the mission before hand, but were prone to killing their allies to gain status. The Zabrak were a warrior culture. He had no issue withhold that type of mentality, in fact, it was a trait he appreciated in a being.

However he wasn't going to be a victim of it either.

 

[SithFTW]

"There's no need to be strange." Ka-Ragt spoke as the moves up across the ridge line. From the cover of the foliage, Ka-Ragt could see the jungle compound. A ship was just landing, probably to pick up or drop off another shipment of illegal goods. Ka-Ragt didn't like smugglers, they all seemed to be cowards and cutthroats. He had no respect for their line of work.

His eyes moved across the compound's perimeter for an easy way in. He preferred to get in quietly and just take them out on by one. The more people he could take out without raising an alarm, the easier things would be. Although smugglers were easy targets, anything in large numbers could be potentially dangerous.

"Any ideas?"

 

[ZeroOrgan]

Gabe never liked jungles, Gabe never liked foreign planets, and Gabe hated, this planet. She had never bothered to learn the name of it and she never wished to, because as she was hit with the blasting heat and humidity of the planet, she hated it all. She had been all over the place, being an Ex-sith. But never places so alive, she had trained in desolate hellholes where hate and power was breeded. Regardless, Gabe looked to her employer. She had been paid good credits to 'escort' these smugglers here for a shipment of weaponry. The smugglers whole gig was to smuggle weapons into places that they typically weren't allowed. A voice called her .
"Gabe! I need you, show these people what it means to mess with us". Said her 'captain' who was a coward to do his own work. She sighed and approached, she didn't even hesitate. The captain shook as they raised there blasters though Gabe didn't care what the conflict was about, she was paid to do one thing. Gabe simply drew her lightsaber, and activated it. As soon as they saw the blue tinge of the lightsaber, they were confused, a mercenary Jedi ? . Though as they slightly lowered their weapons. Gabe rushed forward and into the air, flipping widely and swinging her lightsaber right into the chests of the two mercenaries. The rest of the men who still owned guns were afraid to use them.
"Goods, now" Gabe replied, her lightsaber still buzzing. The men paused with fear, and than rushed to give the goods, loading them into the ship as Gabe watched a small smirk formed.

 

[Vinn Esper]

The Nameless One continues to broadcast to the Zebrak, "One of the life forces within appeals greatly. The soup is ripe, and I will take it. How shall we proceed into the warehouse? If you're not worried about going on your own, I could try to draw the Ripe One here and provide a distraction while you complete the mission."

 

[SithFTW]

"Find the force user and take care of it. I'll look around the compound then we'll go from there." Ka-Ragt stated. He didn't wait for a response, mostly because he wasn't going to debate about it. Besides, the Anzat communicated telipathically, it's not like Ka-Ragt had to be close by for the other Sith to contact him.

The Zabrak slid down the steep slope that led down to the perimeter of the compound. The plants hid his form as he moved, and the gentle sway of the foliage could easily be mistaken for a slight breeze. The Sith moves swiftly through the under growth, approaching a tall fence that encircled the smuggler's base. After dropping a leaf on the thick metal cord, Ka-Ragt discovered that it was in fact electrified.

He backed away slightly and gazed up at the top of the fence. It was just low enough that'd he'd be able to leap it, with force aides acrobatics of course. He jumped, flipping over the fence and landing with the role. Without the cover of the planet's fauna, Ka-Ragt instead ducked behind a pile of crates that had previously been unloaded.

 

[Vinn Esper]

Excellent, the Anzati thought to himself. He much preferred to pray alone. He fixed onto the Luck of the ripe one, like a hound fixed to scent. "Seek the Nameless One and be freed" he whispered telepathically to the unknown person inside, "Seek the Nameless One, come to me."

 

[ZeroOrgan]

"Seek the Nameless one, come to me". Gabe paused, her head darting around the area, her lightsaber buzzing as a frown formed on her face. She didn't like this at all, she didn't like this voice, she didn't like this planet, she didn't like these people. "Get in the damn ship, and lets hurry up." Gabe didn't want to throw a panic just yet. She just scanned the treeline, waiting for something to happen. her lightsaber still buzzing. .

 

[Vinn Esper]

"Yes, in the trees. Come to the trees. Seek the Nameless One there." The sentient nightmare waited within the forest from his vantage point. It was always the initial action of the prey that was most telling. He crossed his arms and smiled as he continued to whisper to his target. "Do not fear, you will become elevated. Seek the Nameless One."

 

[SithFTW]

Ka-Ragt moved quickly and with purpose, running along the crates while staying crouched down. His saber was in his hand, but it wasn't activated. The Sith was careful he wasn't seen as he swiftly moved. He could only now feel the presence of the other Force user. Ka-Ragt had faith that the Anzat could handle things perfectly fine.

He came upon a small group of men, whom he assumed to be guards. They were armed to the teeth, but passed out on the ground. It seemed as though they had been using their own products. The first rule of selling narcotics; never sample the product. The men were slaughtered quickly by one foul swoop of a saber.

 

[Vinn Esper]

The Nameless One stood motionless as did his warty for some time. Did they not heed the word of him? Did they resist? No, he thought to himself. The allure of his whispers was great in his own mind. Besides who should dare resist the chance to become a part of something that would last mellenia. The Nameless One was offended by the concept. He drew his dual sided light saber, activating only one side of it.

The purple blade came to life with a snap- hiss and hummed as the Anzati strolled forward with the blade to his left and out slightly in front of him. He stayed within the tree line, but just at the edge so the purple glow of his light saber would be seen.

He once again whispered to his prey, "you see me now. Come child seek the Nameless One. Come to the trees."

 

[Vinn Esper]

The other being had not been responsive at all. The Sentient Nightmare was made most unhappy by his meals sudden lack of cooperation. You could almost say, it ruined the Nameless One's appetite. However, such a feat would be impossible, for the appetite of the Sentient Nightmare could not be ruined. Now, he focused on the Soup of the three people inside the building, closest the entrance he was near.

The Sentient Nightmare stood just outside, and to the side of the door. Now he whispered to one of the beings inside, "Open the door. The Sentient Nightmare is coming and you will prepare the way for this great honor. This fortune awaits just outside. Open the door for me and claim your reward."

The being slowly approached the door and began to key in the code. The door slowly opened to reveal nothing. The being stood there for the briefest of moments, confused. He then lowered his weapon and reached for the control panel to close the door again.

In this instant, the Namelss One struck spinning from aside the door into the view of the warehouse employee. He raised his blaster again, but the lightsaber of the Sentient Nightmare was faster. The Nameless One moved the purple blade in a low to high diagonal slice, relieving the employee of both of his hands. He stumbled back and fell, yelling in pain.

One of the other beings in the room immediately fled as the Sentient Nightmare activated the golden blade of his double sided light saber. The third being in the room opened fire with a rifle of some kind. The Sentient Nightmare deflected the shots to the sides with ease. They embedded themselves in the durasteel building.

The sparks lit the room and showered the Nameless One, as he stepped forward unperturbed by the small singes affecting the exposed skin of his hands and face. Now, he was very close to the shooter and with a slash of his golden blade, the humans rifle fell in two. He looked down at it, and back up his eyes widening. The Nameless One deactivated both blades of the lightsaber, taking the man who'd fired at him by the throat.

The Sentient Nightmare held him pinned against the wall. Already, the two proboscis were uncoiling from the sides of his face. The man screamed as they moved towards the opening of his nostrils and slowly up. Another second or so passed before the Nameless One began to taste the juices of the man's brain. They were warm and thick, but bitter. As they entered his stomach, the Sentient Nightmare felt warmth and glee. He also gained a small fraction of a energy.

Overall, this man was a meager meal. The Sentient Nightmare dropped his lifeless body to the floor, as his proboscis exited the man's nostrils. A thin trail of blood leaked from either nostril and his eyes, while still open had become stark white clouds. Now, the Sentient Nightmare turned to the other man, whose hands he had removed. He took a knee near him and repeated the process of feeding upon him. The end result was the same as the first man, except the Sentient Nightmare needn't bother with dropping him to the floor as he was already there.

Now, the Sentient Nightmare knew a number of the door codes as he had obtained the memories of his victims through feeding upon them. "He now returned his attention to his originally intended victim. She was nearby, just a few rooms away, and very few beings were between the Sentient Nightmare and her.

"You may be interested to know," the Nameless One broadcasted telepathically to his ally, "there are many explosive devices near the back corner of this warehouse according to my victims. I shall now continue my hunt."

OOC: gonna give @ZeroOrgan another forty eight to reply. If not, I will have no choice but to attempt an auto hit.

 

[The Nameless One]

The Nameless One exited the room where he had just killed and fed off of two men. Some young men had taken up standing near the door with melee weapons cautiously approaching. When the Nameless One emerged from it, the young men abandoned caution and charged him. The first came in high with an axe, attempting to plant it into the Sentient Nightmares face.

The Nameless One activated both sides of his Lightsaber and spun it in a high to medium arch in front of him and then in the opposite direction in front of him staying at the torso level. The result of this action was the removal of the hand at the wrist of the first man that had attacked him. As he cowed away and the Nameless One finished his first lightsaber arch, he deflected the vibrosword of a second man. His second arch impacted on the back of the man, who had lost his wrist. It left a huge gash in its wake and he went down, probably dead.

The Sentient Nightmare had not intended to eat any of these people, he was going directly for the one that evaded him before. The second man came again trying to slash downward from high upon the Nameless One. The third man came slower on the side where the Sentient Nightmare had slew their comrade. He had to step over the body to get in range to make his attempt to jam his blade into the Nameless One's abdomen.

The Nameless one brought his dual saber back across then spun it upward as he side stepped the jabbing sword.the light saber opened a deep gash in the man's midsection, nearly cleaving him in two.

The third man reversed his jab and turned his blade as he did, cutting into the back and side of the Anzati. Fortunately, the MK armor, light as it was took the slice without it causing harm to the Nameless One.

The third man's light armor did not protect him as the Sentient nightmare brought the purple blade of his Lightsaber down, bisecting him at the chest with a diagonal cut from his right shoulder to the lower left side of rib cage.

He fell in two pieces and the Nameless One continues to make his way toward his pray. Finally, he came to the door of the room where she was. the Sentient Nightmare opened it and entered. An armored woman and her crew stood on the loading ramp of a ship. They were accepting crates of weapons, much of which was already loaded.

"I found our ride home," the Nameless One sent telepathically to the Zabrak that had accompanied him. As he did this, one of the woman's crew fired her weapon at the Sentient Nightmare. The Sentient Nightmare deflected the bolt which now traveled straight for the woman he had targeted earlier. Specifically, it looked as if it would impact against her upper chest. If it hit, it would likely render her unconscious.

Ooc: yes this is a rather lame attempt at an auto hit but I don't wanna kill her either, so...

 

[The Nameless One]

The woman whom the Nameless One had wanted to devour fell off the ramp taking the deflected shot. Her head hit the floor before her body did. The Sentient Nightmare could sense that she was still alive, but was content to leave her that way. He approached the ramp of her ship loaded with weapons. Her crew was still firing on him but he had no trouble deflecting their shots. A few cleaves of his dual blade later and her crew was left in pieces. The Nameless One took an armored torso belonging to one of the woman's crew member. It leaked blood like the reputation of the Mos Eisley Cantina. He set the headless and legless torso down next to the woman, burning four words into it with the tip of his lightsaber. They read, Seek the Nameless One.

After doing this, he grabbed a head belonging to a different crew member and set it inside of the capital O in the message that he had left for the unconscious woman. Now he projected a message to his Zabrak ally. "It is time to go. Come, we have a bonus to deliver to our faction and I am not skilled with the flying. I shouldn't be too hard to find, follow the trail of bodies."

@SithFTW

Spoiler: OOC for SithFTW

this post is still one short for the fifteen post requirement. So if you wanna close the thread out, that would be cool. Maybe detail yourself destroying the ship we came to destroy and then joining me or you know, whatever you like.