Lost in the Woods.

[Rayne Kelborn]

Kashyyyk
1320 hours
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It had been Rayne's turn yet again to do the menial tasks for her Clan, as if earning the Kelborn name hadn't been hard enough for an outsider, now she had to spend a great deal of her time tidying up, filling in at the Clan's brewery and also making foolishly simple and menial supply runs to various planets. Today it was Kashyyyk, the Wookie home world, and also home to two of the businesses that sold the cheapest ingredients for things she'd needed to return to concord dawn with.. Spice, and yeast. Also one of the only places she'd ever heard of a yeast farmer ever existing. So she sat, as the Wookie yeast farmer's droids filled her freighter's hull up with barrels and barrels of the stuff. Her ship was rated for forty tons of cargo, and 40 tons she was bringing back, unlike the various other commodities in the Galaxy, yeast was cheap, by the ton it was only a few handfuls of credits, which begged the question why anyone would ever go into business for it?

Finally, after what seemed like hours, the cargo hold was almost entirely full, leaving just enough room for the spices she had still to pick up. By the time the Wookie farmer had approached her to tell her the job had been completed she had already flicked roughly a dozen death sticks into a small smoldering pile on the ground, she was sure he noticed, or at least smelled it, though she was also sure that she did not care, at all, not even one bit, and after finishing up some annoying paperwork, she quickly departed from the yeast farmer's landing pad, hoping the next businessman, or woman, would at least speak a language she understood and didn't have to get translated.

This time she landed in one of the famous tree cities of the planet, and after a good five mile hike, found what she'd been looking for, albeit with yet another Wookie tradesmen, what else could she really have expected on the planet of the Apes though? After some long conversation due to the translator droids slow translations, Rayne was on her way back to her ship and hopefully home, her spices in barrels on a hover sled, unfortunately for Rayne, they were the wrong kind of spices and she would not be getting high the whole trip home... Or would she? she thought as she checked the canister of KIK Dust still resting peacefully in her right breast pocket. Score.. She thought, as she popped it open and sniffed it, pouring some on the back of her hand to lick up.

She'd arrived back to her landing port, the hover sled still in tow when she noticed someone standing on her landing pad, it was clear to Rayne that this person on her landing pad was not a wookie, and therefore not an employee of the docks, and it was obvious that this person was also not herself, so who the kriff was this person standing on Her landing pad..?

Whoever it was, it was clear it probably wasn't going to be good news for her, and she double checked to make sure her Beviin Light Repeater was still slung around her back, as if it would have gone anywhere? Keeping her Chanti Blaster Pistol in its holster, but placing her hand on it, Rayne called out, Ey! You lookin' fer something? she started, quite accusatory, That's my ship you're standing next to.. She finished, the same judgy and angry tone in her voice. Rayne simultaneously placed her left hand on her hip as she spoke, it was really on one of her four HH 69 "Hue hue" Adhesive Grenades but no one would know the difference, especially at this distance.

 

[Marten Skeerit]

Marten had landed on Kashyyyk completely broke. He had waited a full five weeks for his master to return. With no other option he had had finally broken protocol and had attempted to contact his master on his private comlink. When no contact was made after an additional 5 days he finally decided to leave and he had headed to Kashyyyk. He had found some free parking in the forest near the main spaceport. Near one of their famous tree cities on the Wookie home world.

He had hiked into the tree city looking for a possible small cargo contract hopefully one that would make enough to pay for the fuel necessary to return to Sarka. His master had not told him why it was necessary to use this freighter and for them to travel incognito but he was determined to get back to Sarka and get the good equipment and credits he knew was stashed at his masters compound. Marten was positive that his master had to be dead. It was inconceivable that he could have been more than six weeks late, or have failed to answer his comlink.

He had been unsuccessful at finding anything in the city mostly because he couldn’t understand what the Wookies were saying and he didn’t have access to a droid so he had returned to the space port. He had wandered around for some time and finally decided to strip the com system from the freighter in order get the fuel he needed. Marten didn’t want to sell any of the equipment on the ship he wasn’t sure what was important and could be carrying important information. He was cutting through the spaceport in as direct a line as he could make.

He had just rounded a parked freighter when he heard a female voice shouting at him. The tone of her voice was enough to make him angry, her words pushed him even further. His saber slid into his hand seeing her equipment he cursed himself for leaving his carbine and blaster in the freighter. He was too far away to use his saber she would hit him several times most likely before he could reach her. While he could deflect bolts he would have to be totally defensive to do so, and that was just not him. He knew she would most likely get while he was moving forward toward her.

Igniting his saber he stopped under the wing of the ship ready to jump behind it for cover even as his offhand closed around a thermal detonator. This bantha hooker would pay big time, he thought with a smirk.

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne reacted quickly, the man had hardly bore his weapon when Rayne reacted, lifting two of the HH 69 "Hue hue" Adhesive Grenades from her belt she activated the bottom one and underhand threw them both, the one in front wouldn't be active, but would also likely be the only one that got deflected, hopefully allowing the second to find its mark and cover the Sith in its adhesive goo, keeping him in place. Rayne followed her left handed attack with a short burst of lasers fired from her Chanti Blaster Pistol, three shots in total, two towards the Sith's left leg, and one towards it's midsection.

As the attacks had all been made in a fluid motion, Rayne followed it up by taking cover behind the barrels of spices piled on the hover sled. Sith.. Rayne said, with an annoyed sigh. She had had one other recent run in with a Sith, Self absorbed, entitled, evil kriffs! Rayne said aloud, as she holstered her blaster pistol and unslung the repeater, preparing to send a great deal more bolts toward this crimson bladed dick.

The butt of her rifle cradled by her shoulder, Rayne lifted just enough of it, and herself, over the top of a barrel to be able to see and fire accurately. Short controlled bursts, three bolts a piece in three bursts, sending nine total bolts down range, all aimed squarely at the man's midsection.

@Wayrider
@Marten Skeerit

 

[Marten Skeerit]

Using the force, Martin threw himself into a diving roll behind the ship. The blaster bolt fired towards his midsection flew high and his sudden movement put him outside the range of the two grenades. One of the bolts fired low scorched its way through his long coat, and with a contemptuous flip of the wrist he slapped away the third bolt. By the time she started laying down fire with her automatic rifle he was already behind her ship so none of those bolts came anywhere close.

Pressing the trigger on the thermal detonator he threw it unerringly into the star drive her freighter. He then began running at full speed keeping the ship between him and the female. Even the effort required didn’t remove the smirk from his face as he charged on mentally counting five. Four. Three. Two. When he said 1 he again used the Force to launch himself around an enormous tree.

He could not help but chuckle when he heard the deep throaty explosion. changing direction he then began moving through the woods headed for his own ship and the rest of his weapons that would put him on par with this upstart that dared challenge him.

Oh yeah her punishment was just about to begin.

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne saw the man take off running, No way! She said as she left cover to move toward the ship, flipping on her comms to speak to her crew, the cargo bay door was already opening as two of her crew members came out to investigate what was going on. Load that! She said pointing to her cargo on the hover sled, And fix that! She yelled pointing to the small amount of damage that had been done to the ships rear engine compartment as she herself took off to the edge of the landing pad, she could see him running, of course he would run, Rayne was a terrifying opponent for any single combatant.

Raising her repeater once more, she fired one short burst, four bolts toward the rear of the man's legs and back, she'd led him by a bit, and was sure it'd hit, but took off after him before he got too far.

Sure he was force abled, but she had been training mandalorian style for half a century, and as she ran one might have thought she too was a force user.

As she cleared the forest threshold she was able to keep track of the man, he was only about thirty meters ahead of her.

@Wayrider @Marten Skeerit

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Dice for previous attack
OOC: Skip due to time out.​

Two of Rayne's bolts had found their mark somewhere on the lower half of the man's rear side. This would give her just what she needed to catch up, she was only about twenty meters behind the man now, You red bladed Fhtagn! She yelled as she raised her repeater yet again to unleash on the man, three bolts bursted from her barrel, all aimed low towards the mans shins and feet, as he was still running away, she hoped this would catch him off guard and hopefully stop his forward progression.

@Wayrider @Marten Skeerit

 

[Marten Skeerit]

Marten had been deliberately slowing just enough to let her catch up. He had even allowed himself to get hit. The bolts had not had much power behind them having passed through several plants. Yea they stung but were not crippling. He felt her bring her rifle up and then took two running steps up a tree using it to reverse his direction. Running up the tree had caused her latest volley to pass well below him. Launching himself back at her with his saber leading to block any other bolts.

The speed of her charge and the distance of his Force assisted leap brought him down right beside the female. He drove a shoot kick directly at her knee, while slashing down with his saber on her rifle. Giving her only the choice of protecting her knee or loosing her rifle.

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne dove to the side, leaving the man more than five meters from her when he landed from his up the tree backflip thing. Seeing the man launching himself from the tree, she instinctively slung the repeater back around her and pulled her KL - 01 sword from its sheath, holding it in her left hand, she unholstered her Renegade Heavy Blaster Pistol, this thing was illegal nearly everywhere, and she was more than excited to see what this thing would do to the man's unprotected flesh.

He blade, nearly pure cortosis, would allow her to match the man swing for swing whenever he decided to close the distance, until then, Rayne loosed two bolts in rapid succession, one over the mans head, the second to the man's right forearm.

 

[Marten Skeerit]

Seeing the woman dive to the side he knew he was not going to be able to destroy her rifle but the fact that she put it away was really all he needed,. He was now less than 100 meters from his ship and the rest of his weapons. Martin ignored the bolt she fired above him and slapped aside the one she fired towards his midsection.

Without hesitation he continued forward diving into a roll and then running at full speed ducking and weaving below the thick vegetation and underbrush. His many stops and then direction changes would make it difficult for her to anticipate where he was going but not difficult for her to follow.

He was able to make it onto his ship without being hit again. He immediately removed his own rifle and pistol from the brackets beside the door.

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

What the hell is he doing? Rayne thought, as she saw the Sith trade his sabers for blasters, he had to know she had him outmatched with that...

Rayne stayed back from the man's ship, about twenty meters, and traded her sword for her other blaster pistol, a Chanti Blaster Pistol, and ducked behind a tree before leaning out just enough to fire five total shots, three from the Chanti, and two from the Renegade. The Chanti's fire was just to surround him with blaster bolts, making dodging difficult, while the Renegade was aimed directly at his midsection.

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Dice roll for previous attack
OOC: Skip due to time out.​

Rayne watched the two bolts from her Renegade Heavy Blaster Pistol find their mark, for a second she almost felt bad for the twisted, evil cockroach, it wasn't that she felt bad for killing it, or at the very least fatally wounding it, but the pure devastation of a heavy blaster straight to the body was somewhat terrifying, and is probably the reason these things are illegal in most places..

Ouch.. Rayne said in a whisper as she watched the man's torso get ripped to shreds by the blaster fire. Rayne then holstered the Renegade, somewhat in fear, and moved her Chanti Blaster Pistol into her main hand, loosing two more well aimed bolts at the crumpled body, she wanted to make sure there were not going to be any surprises before she looted its corpse.

Dice roll for blaster bolts.

Neither of the blaster bolts from the Chanti had struck anywhere vital, if they'd hit at all, and Rayne yelled to the hopefully dead man, You still alive in there? Her cover behind the tree maintained.

@Marten Skeerit @Wayrider

 

[Marten Skeerit]

Marten had made 2 mistakes today, the first was leaving his ship without his full kit. The second was going slow enough for the female to keep up.

The first bolt had partially deflected off his pistol, the second had burned through his liver, spleen and left lung. As it exited it had Pulverized his lowest rib and spine.

As he laid in the door to his ship choking on his blood his final thought was “Well Shitttttt”

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne moved up after a period of time watching the man not move, when she was within a couple meters she let loose another bolt to the mans back. The lack of reaction told Rayne all she needed to know.. The man was dead. Just to be sure Rayne kicked the mans saber away from him and put yet another bolt into his upper back, one could never be too sure with these witchy force users..

Pulling the mans body out of the VH - Series Freighter, Rayne raided his pockets, taking any and everything, leaving what was left of him, in just his tattered robe, in a heap on the ground outside the freighter. With some accelerant, Rayne lit the body alight. He may have been a vile, evil, little cockroach but he was still a warrior, in some culture, plus Rayne wanted to make sure the thing didn't come back looking for her.

After collecting the man's belongings, his saber included, Rayne powered up the ship and began piloting it back to her landing pad, it had almost no fuel, and diagnostics showed it needed several minor repairs, nothing major however.

Landing the ship beside her own, Rayne instructed her crew to ready the ship for towing, it was not an overly impressive ship but she would take it as a trophy, a larger memento of her victory over the Sith, who now laid in a smoldering pile in the forests of Kashyyyk.

It would take nearly half an hour before Rayne and her crew were prepared for lift off, and Rayne would stand at the edge of the landing pad the entire time, paranoia besieging her mind, her repeater in hand staring cautiously at the woods below, and calling back impatiently ever so often to her crew to hurry the job along. The thought of the Sith somehow leaping back to life and coming after her plaguing her mind as the process was being completed.

Finally if left uninterrupted Rayne and her crew would lift off the pad, the man's ship in tow, and break atmosphere only a few moments later. Rayne would remain on edge until they hit hyperspeed, barreling back to Concord Dawn, her quarry in tow and a long tale to tell her brethren..


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