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[Crix Aran]

Dantooine was a hotspot of activity.

Pretty weird that the sleepy little farming world had become something of an unofficial hub of activity for rebels, Imperials, Jedi and Sith alike but he supposed places only had meaning when people gave them it. If enough people believed that Dantooine was worth fighting, and dying, over then it became something worth fighting and dying over time and time again.

Case in point?

He and his rebel friends didn't want one of the local landowners to be executed by the Empire because of the assistance he had given the rebels and Jedi in setting up in the first place. The Empire disagreed and that was the precise reason why they had sent troopers to the man's main farmstead to try and capture him, to kill him later. Crix, meanwhile, did not want that to happen. So he was going to visit upon the Imperials the same violence that they intended to bring onto that man to protect him and his family long enough for one of the few remaining rebel cells to get them off world with some of their liquid assets.

A small convoy of Imperial forces was moving from their staging point in the small town square off out toward the man's homestead, two treadspeeder bikes and a fully manned APC by the looks of it. As they started to make their way through the streets, Crix jumped down from the rooftop he had been waited on, landing atop the APC.

The turret atop the APC spun to face him in response to the sound of his landing but he interrupted it, stabbing his lightsaber directly down into the top of the turret, gutting its controls. When the treadspeeder behind the APC noticed, the rider drew a pistol to open fire and Crix waved a hand, flinging the man off of the speeder with the Force to slam violently into the side of a wall.

Already there was chaos. A lone Jedi, recognisable from his experiences across the Galaxy and even the line of action figures bearing his likeness, Crix stood brazenly atop the APX... a perfect distraction, really

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[Cassandra Victus]

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THEME

The Empire was closing in on Dantooine.

After years of fighting between who dominated the planet in force and politics, it had begun to once again favor the Sith. Many of the civilians on the world was of course not happy with this predicament. This time, the Empire hoped this front of the war could be put the rest and order could be reinstated on the planet. The Rebels and Jedi, of course, had opposing plans for their version of peace and freedom.

Cassandra Victus. No. Inquisitor Cinder was on Dantooine in this event. She wasn't involved with the invasion that was led on the planet, as she was on other missions for the Inquisitors, but this time she was in the shadows to make sure the defects would be wiped away from the lands. From the darkness, she observed as a Imperial Convoy would go through the town she was keeping an eye on. Cinder didn't have an exact mission, perhaps if anything making records for The Files on the happenings and seeing who was really doing their job well or not.

That all changed suddenly the moment a Zabrak Jedi would hop down and dismantle a APC. This vexxed Cinder as things were going smoothly. Yet this Jedi was no ordinary peace-loving "justice for all" one from what she could sense. No... This Zabrak had some sense of aggression in his physical actions and his own vibe. The darkness would saturate around her, still cloaked from view and presence. This Jedi was far more powerful than most Knights she had seen. In her all black armor. The Inquisitor would begin to leave the darkness, still out of view from any potential enemies as she prepared to see what'd happen, and to record the incidences. She knew that the Evacuation on Dantooine was not her mission to stop, but this would be something that would activate her senses...

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[Crix Aran]

Crix went about his business.

With the Sith not making herself known, he had an understanding that they might be watching but he didn't know who, where or in what numbers. So instead of worrying about phantom watchers, Crix continued to dismantle the convoy. Drawing his shoto lightsaber, he flung the blade with both the strength of is arm and the Force, impaling the rider of the second treadspeeder through the centre of the chest before carving through him as the blade was pulled free with the Force.

Another death.

Another step to making the Sith see Dantooine as too much of a costly investment of time, credits and manpower to consider occupation as a long-term goal. It was rebellion-style tactics but as he brought the shoto saber round for a burrowing strike into the APC's engine to shut it down entirely, he knew that it was the way to go. Until the Jedi and their allies had the power to face down the Sith in some climatic showdown then had to keep doing this.

Death by a thousand little cuts.

Pulling the shoto saber free from the now thoroughly ruined APC, Crix extinguished the blade upon catching the weapon as he waited atop the APC. At this point he had made enough noise that he could expect to see some kind of response... if he didn't he was going to need to find another Imperial outpost or convoy to raid.

For the moment he waited.

"Run back to your commanders." he shouted to the troopers now fleeing the ruined APC, "Tell them the Jedi are not all gone!"

He growled.

"I'm still RIGHT HERE!"

He didn't do waiting in silence very well.

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[Cassandra Victus]

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The Inquisitor would watch as the Zabrak Jedi would tear through the Imperial Convoys and act with more aggression than any other Jedi she's seen before. Cinder would become more intrigued, especially as he called for attention.

"You intrigue me. You fight with such aggression, Jedi... You are different, perhaps better than the rest.. You seek attention? You seek to be acknowledged? Here I am.." Cinder would say with a deadly muse. Her voice was much more aggressive sounding that normally, especially with the voice scrambler she wielded in her mask. The woman clad in all back would appear in front of Crix Aran, making her figure now noticeable.

She watched as she'd potentially expect more acts of aggression. "Go ahead, Jedi. Destroy another convoy. Attack me for all I care. I am only an observer of the occurrences here on Dantooine..." Cinder was toying with him, exploiting his natural anger. Perhaps she could do something with this Jedi trying to play Hero. At least he wouldn't be boring and restrictive like most Jedi.

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[Crix Aran]

He heard her as she approached but when she spoke he knew that he had managed to get himself some attention. Specifically the exact kind of attention he was looking for - one of the Sith on Dantooine had noticed him. Turning to face her from atop the APC he had thoroughly ruined at this point, Crix took in the sight of her stood there in her all-black armour.

Pulling the hood of his own robes back, he eyed the Sith woman silently as she spoke.

"Permission to wreck your local forces... boy you must be popular with the higher ups." he teased her as he squatted down slightly atop the APC, smirking wider, "Or maybe you think it makes you sound all ominous and tempting to talk like that?"

He scoffed.

"Seen the mask-wearing Eternal get merced. Seen the buffed up roid-rager that's Raze up close and personal. Sliced Darth Draugr down a few inches too."

Crix grinned wide, showing off his pearly white teeth and the way they angled in a predatory manner due to his own physiology. He made a shooing gesture with his left hand.

"So run along lil observer. Go get someone who's On My Level."

Ah his Master had taught him this art rather well he had to say. Time to see if this Sith was one of those ones who was in tune with their emotions enough to draw on the Dark Side or if she was one of those weird ones who acted like morality flipped Jedi - calm and collected but with a value system so broken it made Illum look whole.

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[Cassandra Victus]

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The Inquisitor would stand firm as the Jedi Knight attempted to taunt her. This didn't frustrate her in the way that would make her go insane. It only fueled the darkness within her. The Jedi's confidence and boasting disgusted her. He thinks he'd be a messiah in these circumstances but to her he's just a distraction from the greater goals. It did not matter to her what happened here except for if she remained alive. His taunting and pulling up his own hood and trying to look like a teenager made him more of a bug she'd like to squish.

"A pity you aren't a Sith. Your nature would be perfect here. Instead you get to be a violent Jedi.. How perfect your attacks will look on our media. Your arrogance blinds your lack of importance.." she sneered as the dark side enveloped her. Her left hand desired to hold a saber in its hand, with the force entering like snakes of sparks, willing to fry this Jedi with as much lightning as necessary.

"Perhaps I will stick around. Get some entertainment for myself. Let your tropes and your Darkness feed my own." the Inquisitor smirked underneath her mask. She knew either way, she'd be a distraction from this small attack Crix is committing, and she had nothing better to do. Fight or not, this was something. Her own battle style would be perfect for someone like Crix, she would take advantage of her opponent's deep darkness to empower her own.

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[Crix Aran]

Ah.

She was one of those.

Crix sucked on his teeth for a second in open and rather transparent annoyance. He was beginning to notice a bit of a theme when it came to his interactions with Sith these days. Looking around them for a moment, at the literal military vehicle that the Sith forces had been using before he arrived, Crix raised an eyebrow.

"Kind of hard to be a pacifist when your enemies glass forests just to try and kill a handful of you." he drily observed, his tone flat and droning, "Oh but do please go on about how utilising violence to undermine a hateful and violent regime is totally the same as giving in and Falling to the Dark Side. I've only heard the same line twice in the last year."

He stepped off of the APC, landing lightly on his feet closer to her as he did so. The Light swirled around him - he was secure within it. Was he perfect as a Jedi? Absolutely not. He had his doubts and they still lingered within him and they likely always would do. But his doubts were not rooted in violence or even the unfortunate necessity of killing those who would kill him first.

His doubts and his triggers were far more personal. So instead he just did what Jedi were supposed to do - he told the truth and it would set him free.

"There are no troops. There is no media right here and now. There's just you... and me."

He tilted his head to one side even as he stopped to stand directly in front of her, no more than twenty feet between them. Gesturing with a slight nod off to one side, he smiled.

"I'm going to go for a walk - and I'm going to destroy the fuel intakes on the ships you have docked here. Stimulate the local economy by forcing you to use them for repairs, keep your ships temporarily grounded and all while not harming the local environment by, say, exploding your fuel reserves. Question is... what are you going to do about it?"

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