Danger in Desperation

[The Doctor]

Knowledge is Power. Power Corrupts. Corruption is Freedom.

Nar Shadda was as charming as ever, poultry screaming in the distance as it's cut up for food, men and women screaming in the distance as they're cut up for organs, dogs screaming as they're cut up to be filled with augments for pit fights, madmen screaming just because. It all blended together from the upper atmosphere landing pads, but it was pretty soothing nonetheless to The Doctor, already pretty tense from just being here.
In an ideal world, she would still be in her study, conducting her experiments whilst an acolyte fetched this for her, he would be out in the acid rain and the decayed concrete platforms waiting for a cutthroat. Unfortunately for her, this was not an ideal world, and right now, in the eyes of the Exiles, she was little more than another piece of junk in the trash compactor. Still, she was desperate, with her research gone, she has to start from scratch, searching high and low for any kind of artifacts or texts that might help her start again, and after deals on Onderon, Serenno, and even small rendevous in the atmosphere above Geonosis, the only recourse she was left with lay in the hands of one of the Hutts' local vagabonds.
She drew her robes in tightly around herself, readjusting her mask as the rain began to fall, prompting everyone without protection to seek shelter beneath a tarp or shield. She was about to do the same, turning toward the shield, when something stirred in her mind...a presence, someone...hostile!

She whirled around and summoned her Saber, it's crimson light bleeding all around the platform, and soaking her black form in it's aura. "A Hunter? or are you the Hunted?" She asked curiously, flicking her Lekku over her shoulders.

@Faster Than Light

 

[Ryttthhuk]

It's a dark night on the Smuggler's Moon Nar Shaddaa, it's raining, lightning strikes in the distance as the wookie hunter Ryttthhuk finally reaches his prey, standing off against the woman in the dark robes twenty meters away. Her robes and saber revealing her presence to everyone that she is a Exile. The Great Hunt has lead the hunter to this very spot. As soon as her hilt's searing red blade is igniting, any bystanders in the area flee, so they don't get in the cross fire. The wookie has one vibrosword in his favored right hand and a blaster pistol in his other one. He has all his standard equipment and gear on him.

The wookie then replies to the Exile, speaking in Shyriiwook. "I am the hunter, and I am here for your lightsaber". If the exile doesn't know the language, it will appear as nothing but angry growls for the Exile, but even then it doesn't take a linguist to know that the wookie isn't here to sit around and chat. The Wookie then then points his blaster at the Exile, ready to fire, he has his sword at the ready to his right side. Let the hunt begin.

 

[The Doctor]

Whirling around, The Doctor's eyes fell upon the Wookie, standing there with his weapons drawn with that look in his eye. She examined him up and down, hollow brown eyes taking in every inch of her prey...the sword and blaster indicates a duel, yet he could have easily killed her at a distance before she sensed him. He had that predator's gaze in his eyes, mixed with something more, fear? Excitement? Both? Looking deeper, she could spy small clops of fur that seemed cinged from blaster fire, yet he didn't remove it or cut just above it, like a trophy or reminder. This one was a Hunter, no doubt, and if the angry howling any indication, then she was in for a fight...unless...
Jerking her head toward the civilians, she noticed a man trying to get on one of the nearby transports. Her hand reached out, and moments later she reeled him in with the Force, putting her saber to his neck and looking her body up to reduce the chance of him getting a potshot whilst she hid.
"You're most definitely a Hunter, but tell me, for far will you go for your hunt!? You're no Jedi, but are you a murderer?" She asked

 

[Ryttthhuk]

With his weapon already having been pointed at the woman, when she started looking elsewhere and then Ryttthhuk saw that she turned her head away and then started using the force to pull in a helpless civilian trying to get out of dodge the wookie hunter then fired a blaster bolt right at her face at that instant, it was angled in such a way that the bolt would just barely miss the right cheek of her face. Ryttthhuk, since he entered the Great Hunt, would have been a fool if he didn't study force-sensitives and find out what makes them work. To defeat the prey you have to know the prey. And the prey in this case can't use the force if they can't concentrate with a bolt of searing plasma coming right at her. Plus it's dishonorable that the witch before him would drag innocents into their fight. Even if the person is reeled in, the woman wouldn't have time to use him as a shield, nor would the bolt be at risk of hurting the hostage.

If the wookie succeeds in breaking her consecration, he would move up a few meters and then lets out a battle-cry. He then readies his vibrosword in his dominant right hand and he still has his blaster in his left still aiming at her. What ploy will this witch come up with next? Will she face him in glorious battle? Or attempt some other malicious scheme.

@TheBrokenMadMan

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[The Doctor]

The Doctor barely had her hand outstretched before the shot left it's nest, the sudden crack locking her into fight or flight. The instant the sound reached her ears, she could feel the adrenaline and fear flood her brain, time slowed, every hair stood on end, and her heart became a jackhammer in it's workings - every beat slow, but intense, and pounding into her. She barely thought, just reacted, thrusting herself back and promptly losing her balance, shaking legs buckling and falling down to supportive knees whilst her saber left her hand and fell to the ground. Her head jerked back to look at the insolent parasite, eyes burning yellow with rage...but also quivering in fear. She had come so far already, just to die here? Her mind told her to run from the hunter, live to fight another day and deal with him later, but her heart...

Unacceptable.

As if possessed by some unknown force, The Doctor found her feet again and she rose, eyes blazing with fear, but now some shred of focus to them too, sharpening into daggers as she stared down her enemy. She reached out and drew back her lightsaber as the Wookie roared in, what seemed to him, triumph. It's crimson light was set ablaze again as she took up a combat stance, a smal steadying breath audible through the rain.
"Your move" She muttered

 

[Ryttthhuk]

The wookie then charged at the Exile woman. Having closed in a few meters without interruption put him closer to the Exile. With his vibrosword in his right hand, he would then attempt to lunge with his vibrosword into her unarmored chest once he enters striking distance. While at the same time as he lunges, he would also with his left hand raise up his other hand with his blaster pistol, aiming at the woman's chest. He wouldn't shoot her with it just yet, he would see how the Exile will react to the thrust then go from there.

 

[Ryttthhuk]

OOC: Timeout autohit

Once the wookie got inside her guard unopposed, he wondered if something was up, as the woman didn't react to the Wookie's movements. The Wookie went for his sword strike as intended. He committed to it, but he was wondering if the woman was setting Ryttthhuk up for something, so Ryttthhuk was holding back on his strike just incase she sidestepped at the last second. ~~Too easy~~ He thought to himself. The woman still didn't react to Ryttthhuk's strike and that was a big mistake. The sword was driven right in the center of her chest, it would pierce through right in the middle of her unarmored chest like butter thanks to the wonders of vibroweapon technology, but fortunately for her he held back enough to where the blade wouldn't create a gaping hole all the through her back, and narrowly avoiding the heart as well and almost piercing through the spine. Once the blade was driven in, Ryttthhuk then pulled the blade out as the woman fell to the ground bleeding in no shape to fight, with the woman's lightsaber falling on the ground as it deactivated on it's own.

Standing ove her body, Ryttthhuk wasn't sure if he should put the Exile out of her misery or not where she layeth on the ground or not, but he decided not to do it. Putting away his vibrosword and pistol, the wookie then looks at the dropped lightsaber and then takes it into his hands. He then ignites it curiously, seeing it come to life with crimson-colored searing plasma. What a weapon. Looking at the woman in pity, Ryttthhuk then takes his leave, disappearing in the rain. What becomes of the woman is none of his concern anymore. She didn't prove to be a good enough prey the Great Hunt promised. He considered just tossing the lightsaber over the landing pad into the abyss, but he will take it anyway for the million credits. There is a ship that he is wanting that he could purchase, among other things.

The woman could survive the rainy night with swift treatment, maybe using the force to hold-on to life until she can get some kolto, but the scar will last forever.


/Exit Thread

@TheBrokenMadMan

 

[The Doctor]

Just as quickly as the resolve to stand and fight had come, it was gone again. As she took stance, she saw the look in the Wookie's eyes, it's predatory gaze boring into her mind, stripping away everything until it was left with her true self. It was...unsettling, to say the least, in fact it was almost...mesmerizing. As if caught in some trap, The Doctor was drawn into the hunter's eyes, looking deep into them and seeing something that called to her, something primal, instinctual, almost...intoxicatng. Suddenly, she was paralyzed with fear, seeing that deep need to hunt and fight inside him was terrifying, but shouldn't have been. She didn't get much time to think about it though, almost as if he could sniff the fear in the air, he finally took his chance and thrust.
Time seemed to stop as the blade pierced it's mark, tearing through sinew and flesh and stopping only when it's target had been found. Every hair on The Doctor's body stood up, screaming as the pain all flooded down into a small singular wound now etched into her chest. The rain slowed to a crawl as she slid back, her body crumpling into a heap on the floor. Darkness took her...for a time anyway. She didn't know how long had passed, minutes? hours? but suddenly she felt life in her again, and she drew in as much breath as she could, screaming out to the heavens, eyes blazing in a yellow fire as she squirmed onto her stomach, setting her sights on her ship, just within walking distance.
It took all she had, but she managed to reach it and administer a quick treatment that stayed the wound for now, and it was only after she reached deep space that she took time to properly clean and dress everything. The blade had cut deep, but nothing important was broken, none of her arteries or druushens. This was a problem for her though, even if this scar healed, it would easily be an identifiable mark that would rumble her if seen. Still, only time would tell how this would affect things, for now, she needed to let herself rest and heal. With that in mind, she let her mind release it's grip on any passing thoughts and processes, finally passing out on the floor as her natural Shi'ido form took hold again.

...I got beaten by a damn wookie...


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