Partnership of Inconvenience

[Soup]

Keltto was once more running low on EMP grenades, and he wanted to have a large supply for safety. Down in the Underworld of Coruscant was Keltto, looking for his needed supplies. He had searched tirelessly for a while before taking a short break at a rundown cantina. He took a seat at the bar and spoke to the bartender in a soft voice. "Give me a round of your finest..."

The Rodian bartender brought him a cup of a blue liquid that shimmered in the light of the cantina. He asked for 300 credits. 300 credits for a cup of some random spririt? Keltto chuckled under his black hooded cloak. He rose a his right hand and downed the drink in a moment. He returned the cup to its originql postion on the table. He slowly curled his fist in the air and the Rodian found himself lacking the ability to breathe for several seconds. Once more, Keltto spoke in a soft voice to the man. "I believe you meant to say that this one was on the house."

The Rodian nodded rapidly and he was released from the invisible grasp. Keltto stood and exited the small cantina. Outside was a small set of landing pads for transport shuttles from the lovely threshold of Coruscant, to the much less appealing underworld. Keltto took a deep breath and sat down at a small bench nearby, waiting for a moment to gather his thoughts. As well as to see if any sucker came along to provide Keltto's needed EMP's.


@Kyber Krystal

 

[Kyber Krystal]

Kyber hated coming to Coruscant. The Empire had really been cracking down on security for people sneaking in from off world. It was getting harder and harder to sneak past the planetary security. He had been forced to send a few bribes to gain planetside access and it was approaching the point where it wasn't even worth it to make drops there anymore. But he had taken the job, and he liked to follow through. Adds to the reputation.

It wasn't just getting to Coruscant that was the problem, it was just being there. Kyber could never explain it, but every time he would come to Coruscant he just felt off. He felt cold and dark, like how one would feel when they were sick. Just something about being on Coruscant made him feel weird, though he couldn't place a finger on it. It didn't matter what he thought though, he had a job to do.

He docked in the specified hanger, deep in Coruscant's underworld. He didn't really know what was in the crates he was dropping off, nor did he care. All he wanted was to drop them off, get paid, and get the hell off this weird planet. Though he didn't want to be caught off guard. Coruscant's underworld had a reputation for being ruthless and he wasn't taking any chances. He strapped his bowcaster to his back in its folded form, looking as unassuming as ever. He also brought his Blaster as well as his lightsaber, dissembled into its two unique pieces. It looked unassuming to the eye of the beholder, but Kyber could quickly assemble it in a moment's notice to scare off any thugs... Not that he actually knew how to use it.

He carefully unloaded the crates and stepped off his ship. He waited for his customer, hoping they would buy and leave, no hassle... Kyber sighed to himself. These things never go right.

@Soup

 

[Soup]

Keltto watched as the ship lowered itself onto the landing platform in front of him. Little did he know that the ship he was staring at had exactly what he needed. When he saw someone unload crates and come off of the ship, he had a nice idea. Keltto raised his hands in a casual fashion and raised one of the crates, slowly bringing it closer to himself with the Force. Keltto had his elbows on his legs, trying his best to keep the operation secret from the crate's owner. Not that it mattered too much. A simple swipe of Keltto's hands and he could knock that ship on to that man.

Keltto's concentration suffered when someone had pushed another into Keltto. The crate slammed to the ground and the lid opened, revealing its contents, some of which was now on the floor. EMP grenades. Keltto was highly displeased and he stood and forcefully extended his arms at the two who had causd this failure. They were blown back and were smacked against the nearby cantina's wall. No one else could have these crates, for Keltto was in dire need of resupply.

 

[Kyber Krystal]

Kyber was quite surprised to see his crates lift up into the air in front of him. His head made a sharp turn. The crates were moving towards a man in a long, black robe. He looked like a freak. Like some weird cultist. Some weird cultist who apparently knew how to use the Force... Fantastic. Of course nothing could be normal. Kyber sighed. Why is it that all of his clientele had some weird characteristic. Cultist. Mouse Face. He-Who-Will-Not-Be-Named on Nad Shadda (Kyber shuddered to remember that guy). But credits were credits and beggars couldn't be choosers.

He walked over to the man, seeing no need to continue unloading the crates if his client could do it himself. Kyber was impressed. He had not encountered many force users and this one had excellent control. He was usually reserved when using his abilities in public, but this guy was using it all no shame, no concern. He never wanted to draw unnecessary attention... Lo and behold, this man did. The crates crashed to the ground as the man was bumped into by some random passersby. It was no sooner that the two were blown away, thrown with the Force into a nearby wall. Kyber bent down to pick up one of the fallen supplies from the crates... EMP Grenades. Again nothing normal.

Get paid, Get out, Kyber thought to himself as he continued to approach the man.

"Good work with those guys. Though it Seemed just a bit overkill" Kyber tossed the EMP in his hands up and down. "Though I probably shouldn't lecture anyone who orders two crates full of droid poppers on overkill". He tossed the grenade back to his client. "Name's Shadow. Grenades will run you 2500 Credits, and no I'm not scared of you and your magic or whatever. 2500 Credits or no deal."

@Soup

 

[Soup]

Keltto turned on his heel to face the fallen crate of grenades. He was displeased to see the owner of said crates was walking towards him. Everything could work out after all. When the man fully approached him and spoke, Keltto smiled under his hood and caught the EMP in his left hand. He lowered his hood afterwards, which revealed his lengthy white hair and blue eyes. "I'm not the one who ordered these EMP's, but I'll be more than happy to take them off of your hands..."

From under his cloak he drew his lightsaber. It's black hilt was almost invisble in the dark underworld of Coruscant. Keltto ignited his lightsaber and the red blade extended from its hilt. The man said he wasn't afraid of his Keltto or anything he could do. A lightsaber instilled fear in most everyone that doesn't have one to use against it, and Keltto doubted heavily that this stranger could be one to posses a lightsaber. It illuminated the area with its scarlet glow, causing those in the surronding area to flee.

 

[Kyber Krystal]

Kyber's eyes widened as the lightsaber was ignited. He was taken aback. A Red Lightsaber, fascinating. He had only seen Green Lightsabers, like his own up to this point. He was also mildly scared and almost a bit annoyed. He knew he had a bad feeling about taking a deal on Coruscant. Something he couldn't put his finger on, but definitely something. However, he was a quick thinker. He wasn't going to let this man bully him.

"Cute ploy, Hoth Hair. Really did you choose to have hair like that? Can't be functional." He had to admit to himself, he was a a bit scared. He had never breathed down the nose of a lightsaber wielder before, ever. But he had to keep it cool. As he spoke, he moved backwards a few steps, hoping to gain a little distance from the deranged man. "Make another move towards me and I detonate the crates. Something tells me you don't have a lot of friends, and could really use these. 2500 or I walk... Better make a decision. Something tells me local authorities aren't gonna like hearing a bunch of people running around screaming." Kyber didn't actually have any provisions in place like that. He was bluffing. But he was not about to back down. Especially not from some clown with marbles for eyes. Nonetheless, Kyber's hand edged closer and closer to his blaster.

@Soup

 

[Soup]

This is where the fun began. When he pulled out his lightsaber, his opponent always began to break. However, this one had enough courage to threaten and insult him. Two mistakes that he would soon regret. If this kept up, and that guy did blow up those crates, he'd be losing several limbs, and later his life."You have guts, usually by now some have been spilled. Consider yourself lucky. Oh and this Hoth Hair came from my mother's genepool, not my own decisions."

Keltto spun his lightsaber around in his hand and threw the EMP in his other hand about a foot behind and under the man that he was staring down. If everything went as planned, any sort of activator to blow anything up would be disabled. Keltto saw the man reaching for his blaster slowly and wondered how he thought he could shoot a lightsaber wielder that could use the Force.

 

[Kyber Krystal]

Kyber was irritated and scared all at once. He knew he was tempting his fate facing someone with trained Force Abilities. It made them formidable, but hopefully not impossible to outwit. He could try and continue his bluff but this guy was obviously some freak or sociopath. They weren't about to listen to reason. Obviously this guy didn't take jokes well either. No worse sign that a joke is poorly received than if they explain the joke themselves.

It soon became evident to Kyber that there was no way he could talk his way out of this. He saw the EMP he had thrown to his "client" fly through the air toward him. This meant two things: one, this guy was pretty dull and decided to call a bluff without even seeing a detonator. And two, Kyber had to act quickly. Even though there was no explosives attached to the crates, he wasn't about to be caught in a situation where his blaster was temporarily disabled. He had no idea if his blaster was EMP insulated and he certainly wasn't about to take the chance that he be left without weapons.

Gesturing his arm out, Kyber caught the grenade in the air with the force as it arced, and threw it back the other way. Thankfully he had created enough of a gap between the two that this attack required a long throw that Kyber could telegraph. He never liked showing his force abilities to others, it drew way too much unnecessary attention. But it was either use the force, or find himself staring down a lightsaber with no means of defence. The EMP threw a couple feet behind the two, exploding and not harming anyone. Great, Kyber thought to himself, now this white haired wampa knew he could use the Force.

"Listen to me, you kriffing son of a-"

However, before the two could continue to bicker and fight, they were interrupted. A flurry of blaster fire flew their way, narrowly missing Kyber's head. The bolts looked primarily aimed at the man with the red lightsaber, but a few were still targeting him. Kyber couldn't believe this. Really he had no idea how his luck could be any worse. Without a second thought he ran for cover behind one of the crates; the crates themselves being big and sturdy enough to hide them from blaster fire... for a short while.

One thing was certain: He was never doing business on Coruscant again.

@Soup

 

[Soup]

Keltto was beyond amused and amazed when he noticed the use of the Force coming from a simple smuggler. This meant he was bound to have a lightsaber, meaning a fight could be little less than exciting. Only a little less because this man decided to use his Force abilites only when in need, and had yet to draw his lightsaber, assuming he owned one. He smiled and was about to comment on his "buddy's" use of the Force when blaster bolts came their way.

A few passed by Keltto's head, but all of he rest that were bound to hit his body were deflected by his crimson blade. Bounty hunters. No one else would interfere with Force users, let alone a Sith. It seemed to Keltto that his previous opponent was likely a rogue Jedi if they were out selling EMP's on Coruscant. Keltto propelled himself forward and upward with the Force, deflecting several bolts aimed at him. One hit the person who fired it in the chest, making him fall to the ground, whilst the other two with him were backing up and preparing to throw thermal detonators at Keltto and his unknown partner in crime, or so that is how they saw it. Keltto knew there must have been several more bounty hunters if they knew he was a Sith. Three was far too little.

 

[Kyber Krystal]

Kyber took his moment in cover to draw and unfold his Bowcaster, preparing for the worst. He really was dumbfounded at the amount of bad luck he had. He had expected this day to at least be kind of normal. But alas, no. Something about Imperial Coruscant just felt wrong. The only other time he had been to Coruscant, he witnessed an assassination attempt of his client as they were picking up their cargo... That was a weird day. Now he was thrown into a battle with a psychotic cultist that wanted to gut him, and a group of hunters that wanted him dead by association. For a second, he briefly thought of turning his Bowcaster on his "client". But Kyber rationed that he was just as much as the white haired freak, as the Bounty Hunters had targeted him as well.

"Take the Sith down boys!" Sith? Kyber had heard that term before, referring to the Imperial control of the sector, but besides that he really knew nothing about them. Maybe that was the organization that this guy belonged to? Or was a Sith a species? He didn't know. All he knew was he needed to act fast if he wanted to stay alive. If the Bounty Hunters started firing at the crates, Kyber wouldn't be able to hide for long.

Kyber popped out of cover, using the crates to sturdy the Bowcaster to help focus his aim. As he popped out, he noticed there were two hunters priming thermal detonators. That could not be good. Kyber focused, aimed and fired at one of the hunters with the detonators. Kyber managed to score a hit in the chest, but didn't wait long enough to see if he dropped the detonator or if he stayed standing. He had to get back behind cover. "Do you have any friends, or have you threatened to gut everyone in this sector?!" Kyber shouted from behind cover and his unlikely ally. He didn't like that he had to work with this "Sith" to survive, but he supposed that he didn't have a choice...

Kriff, he thought.

@Soup

 

[Soup]

When Keltto landed after his extended jump, a blaster bolt flew past him and hit one of the hunters. Keltto threw out his left arm and pushed the detonator, and the last bounty hunter away. While that was happening, he was being spoken to by his "companion". He turned around and replied with a sort of happiness in his voice. Very faint happiness. "I'm not too friendly of you couldn't tell."

Right after Keltto finished his sentence, a missle came down between the two "partners". Not close enough to either person to deal any sort of damage, but it was certainley unexpected. The projectile came from a nearby rooftop to Keltto's left.

 

[Kyber Krystal]

Seeing the incoming middle, Kyber ran from his point of cover, hoping to escape the blast. He managed to run and escape just in time, but the missile in question destroyed the crate and the EMP grenades within. Kyber couldn't help but smirk. Served this guy right for threatening to gut him. But bigger problems presented themselves. Kyber didn't have any form of cover nearby. Avoiding blaster fire as best he could, Kyber ran to an opening of a nearby alley, shielding himself with the buildings. When he was secure, he took a second to fold and holster his Bowcaster, and decided what the hell he was going to do.

Kyber wanted to just get in his ship and leave, credits be damned. But there was no way he was going to be able to leave with his ship while a missile launcher was still in play. Kyber had to form a game plan: Take the Launcher out, avoid the fire from the other Bounty Hunters, and escape in his ship and leave Wampalocks in his dust.

The missile came from a rooftop position, so Kyber knew he had to get up there. His drew on his experience living in the forests of Kashyyyk and the years he had spent climbing and running around the trees of the forests. Using his proficiency, he was able to scale a nearby building, using the windows and small cracks in the building as footholds. He wasn't particularly quick, but he didn't need to be quick as long as he wasn't drawing fire.

Looks like his white haired Sith ally had a good use after all: Blaster Fodder.

@Soup

 

[Soup]

Keltto gripped his lightsaber with fury as the crate of precious grenades exploded. There was still one left, and if it blew up, the bowcaster wielding emboydment of cockiness would have to stay until more grenades were in Keltto's possesion. He had an intersting way of seeing other people.

His eyes darted immediately to where the missle came from. A woman in light armor was holding the missle launcher and reloading it. Keltto threw her from the building she stood atop with the Force and began to pant lightly. He had been using the Force quite a bit, as his opponents were all at far range. Another missile flew from the same rooftop and missed the ship of Keltto's dear friend Kyber by several feet. Inaccuarcy seemed to be a trend with these bounty hunters.

Followinf the missle, blaster bolts rained down from a gunship that was landing on a nearby landing pad. How they got access to Coruscant involved a lot of bribery. Obviously under whatever bounty Keltto had on his head.

Keltto began to advance on the ship, leaving the missle launcher to Kyber, whom he had seen slowly climbing up the wall of the building the owner of the missile launcher stood. Kellto deflected several shots that were aimed at him, trying to return them to ship, but more specifically the engines.

 

[Kyber Krystal]

Kyber, after about a minute, made it to the top of the building. He was panting a little bit, the building was not shattered and dilapidated enough to guarantee numerous footholds. He was able to climb, yes, but not very efficiently. What matters is that he made it. However, he saw that as soon as he made it to the top, he had to stop breathing. He noticed one of the other launchers, very close by, positioning themselves right along the rooftop's edge. He had been able to flank one of the bounty hunters and needed to take the guy by surprise.

Kyber happened to get up to the top of the rooftop as the missile launcher fired at his ship. This made Kyber very angry. That ship, in addition to being his home and his livelihood, it was his father's and his mother's ship. In addition to his lightsaber and his blaster, it was one of the last things he had to remember them by. Sleeping in the ship, he always felt that his father was watching over him. It made him feel safe and comfortable. Seeing that could be taken away from him in a second scared him.

Kyber crept up to the launcher with the precision and quietness of a Wookie Hunter, and swiftly put his blaster straight against their head. He didn't hesitate. He pulled the trigger, and watched as the body was thrown over the roof from the resulting force. The missile launcher, contrarily, had fell straight down with a simple thud. Kyber saw himself an opportunity. He picked the Missile Launcher up and held it over his shoulder. Not without lots of effort, however. It was incredibly heavy, and Kyber was no behemoth.

He thought for a second that maybe he could fire at the Albino Sith and take him out right there... but something stopped him. Kyber wanted to know more. This man was obviously trained with the Force, more so than Kyber was at any rate. Kyber, for the most part, was a self-taught Force wielder, but this guy looked like he had some training, maybe from the Sith that he heard the Hunters talking about. His curiosity, his thirst for knowledge, prevented him from taking out the Sith.

He turned his launcher on the gunship, and fired towards the engines, hoping to take down the ship. The missile firing pushed Kyber back with the full force of its recoil, leaving him unable to assess wether his rocket had actually met its mark.

@Soup

 

[Soup]

As Keltto kept his advance going, he heard a body drop to the floor, and by the looks of the bounty hunters on the gunship, it was one of them. He smirked to himself. It seemed his EMP carrying friend had some use. After a moment a missile flew past Keltto and smashed into the ship ahead, knocking it back and deep into the lower levels of Coruscant. Keltto was pushed back slightly, but kept his footing.

He turned on his heel and faced the building from which the rocket that demolished the bounty hunters' shop had come from. "Not too bad my friend! How about we take a moment to rest before another swarm of hunters come by?"

Though Keltto was by no means friendly, he was no fool. He would need the aid of Kyber if he was to go through the bounty hunters with all of his limbs and vitals being prefectly fine. Hiding and discussing a plan was what they needed.

 

[Kyber Krystal]

Kyber's back was flung into the rooftop, landing with a large thud. For a few seconds he was completely paralyzed, the wind having been knocked out of him. For a brief moment, the sounds of the underworld were replaced with a disorienting ringing in his ears. He laid on the rooftop, watching as the edge of an explosion flashed, before once again disappearing.

It reminded Kyber of that day on Kashyyyk... the mercenaries raiding his village, slaughtering the innocent and enslaving the strong... He had killed his best friend's murderer in a similar fashion. Flung to the ground by a powerful weapon, unable to handle the recoil. But nonetheless, his goal was met. They must be dead, they had to be.

The Sith's voice brought Kyber back to reality. He stood up a bit shakily from the roof, having been deprived of Breath for a few moments. He took a few seconds to regain his composure, before standing up tall. For a smuggler, he had a great sense of presence and posture.

"Friend? Your definition of friends is way different than mine, Wampalocks. My friends don't typically threaten to gut me when we first meet." Kyber climbed back down the exact same way he climbed up, talking a little less time to make it all the way down. He approached the Sith, now less afraid seeing that his power did have its limits.

"Also, I'm sorry, but did I hear you say there are more of these hunters coming? How many people have you pissed off in this system?! No wonder you need the droid poppers so badly...". Kyber flashed a grin towards the Sith, the same charming grin that has got him out of (and into) more than a few binds. "Look, there's nothing stopping me from leaving right now, especially since you threatened to steal my shit and kill me in the process. 3500 Credits or I leave you to the hunters"

Kyber wandered towards his ship, again creating a gap between the two, but after a few steps he stopped. Kyber wanted to maintain his sabacc face, and be the strong negotiator in this situation... but his curiosity was too overwhelming. He needed to know. He needed to ask. "Your power... Where did you learn how to use the Force? Were you trained? How did you learn to do all... that?"

 

[Soup]

Keltto was a somewhat glad to see the smuggler come back up and reply, with his usual mention of Keltto's white hair. Keltto still had his lightsaber blade out, showing that he still meant business. The mention of abandoning him was also a reason to keep it ignited. Keltto chuckled at the thought of Kyber trying to leave. Emphasis on trying. And then charging him to stay? Clearly Kyber lacked encounters with lightsaber users. Making threats to them was not very wise, especially when the blade wielder in question had no attachment to anyone, so no hostage situations could be negotiated. Only direct threats could be dealt, and they usually failed to work on Keltto.

When Kyber asked about Keltto's Force abilites and training, he became interested. A reason to keep the smugler alive. He turned off his lightsaber and put it on his belt where it was at the beginning of this day. "Allow me to educate you. I learned about my abilites when I was just a toddler. A very small boy that only knew how to lightly push things. I was later taken to be taught at a Sith Academy. I learned how to harness the dark side of the Force. I learned to use my hatred, pain, and other negative emotions to fuel my strength. They are a part of life and should be used to grow. The Jedi are fools. They refuse to use offensive Force abilites, making them much weaker than the Sith. A Sith will do what must be done to win, unlike a Jedi, who won't even harm an unarmed opponent. The Sith value equality between mentoe and pupil, as the pupil is encouraged to find weaknesses in their mentor, and make them apparent. A pupil can even ovethrow their mentor, as I did. The Jedi would punish the pupil for treason if it was the same scenario. Now I can tell you aren't a stranger to the Force, but it is a weak connection. Train it. Train it with the Sith."

Keltto outstretched his arm with an open hand. It had taken him a while, but he finally sensed some connections with the Force in Kyber. Keltto was being very bold by asking him to join the Sith, but the man was interested. There was a time when Keltto felt the same way.

 

[Kyber Krystal]

Kyber stood still, taking everything the Sith was saying in. And the conclusion he came to, was that he sounded like a madman. A passionate, organized madman, but insane nonetheless.

Hatred? Pain? His father never taught him anything about that. His father had very little time to ensure that Kyber was properly trained, but in that time Kyber did manage to learn a few things. One of those things being that the key to harnessing the force was to keep a calm, level head. This man preached otherwise, but his power was undeniable. He wanted to learn, and he wanted to enrich his connection to the Force, but... was this the way?

His father, the former Jedi Knight... The Sith spoke as if the Jedi and the Sith were enemies. Which may or may not be true, Kyber had no way of knowing. In all his research on the Force, he didn't find much about the Sith or the Jedi's history, it was mostly just theories and the occasional holonet entries made by scholars. Most of his knowledge of the Force was theoretical. He had read the term "Dark Side of the Force" before, but it never dove into more detail. It was always spoken of as a cautionary tale, something to be avoided. But this man sounded like he was openly embracing it. It was an alternate viewpoint that Kyber had never been exposed to.

But he had to remember his father, the former Jedi Knight. He was in no way weak or defenceless. He was strong, wise, he protected the village for years. But in the end he fell... maybe this was an answer to avoid that same fate? Maybe that power was the key to avenging his Father's death. But if that power came at the cost of becoming like this man, Kyber didn't know if he was willing to pay it. This man was borderline psychopathic. He had threatened to gut Kyber only seconds after meeting, if that was the type of person these Sith produced, Kyber wasn't sure if he was ready to pay that price.

Just then, in his mind, everything clicked. Kyber had been so focused on everything else that he didn't take a chance to consider... Sith Empire. Maybe these Sith controlled the Empire. Maybe this Dark Side... maybe that was the reason he didn't like coming to Coruscant.

But he had to wonder... Was the Dark Side so bad? The first time Kyber had ever used the Force was at a time when he felt scared, helpless and... hateful. And that power felt good. Wonderful. He felt like he could do anything. He had saved his best friend that day and awakened a new destiny, all thanks to his anger. Maybe that was the power of the Dark Side... It was something Kyber would have to consider in detail in the future.

Kyber was spaced out as he processed everything. He was brought back to reality as he saw the Sith stretch out his hand. Kyber looked down at it, and didn't move. "Appreciate the interest, but I'm not ready to make a commitment like that". This response was a half-truth. He wasn't ready to make any kind of commitment like that. But his reasons more closely aligned with not wanting to end up like this man. Hunted, Feelingless, Manic. "I don't think I'm ready to wear... those weird cult robes you got on". Kyber's trademark wit vanished for an instant as he became a bit more solemn. All he could think of was the day his village, his life was destroyed.

"I know you think you're invincible with that lightsaber, but you aren't... I watched a lightsaber fighter die at the hands of a mercenary once... I'm not scared of you, Sith. I'll lower my cost. 3000 Credits or I walk. I'll even throw in a free ride out of the underworld... Call the extra 500 your gas money."

In the distance, the two could hear the rumbling of a shuttle approaching quickly. Kyber knew he was going to escape before the next crew of hunters showed up, but they weren't after him. They were after the Sith, and Kyber would use that as leverage.

"And I want the credits upfront... Now."

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[Soup]

Keltto did his best to not ramble on farther in favor of the Sith as Kyber gently refused his offer. He lowered his hand, sighed, and shook his head. If he wasn't ready to make the commitment to the Sith, there was no way he could get commited to the Jedi anytime soon. Then Kyber spoke of lightsabers. Though Keltto did feel strong with his lightsaber, he knew he could kill plenty of people without it. He chuckled at Kyber's mention of a lightsaber wielder losing to a mercenary. Likely a Jedi, for they fail to go for the kill. He put up the hood of his cloak once more and stared Kyber down. "I'd bet more than 3,000 Credits that the lightsaber wielder you speak of was a feeble Jedi. And I'd like to remind you that I could kill you where you stand if I really wanted to. However, I know you're considering my offer. If the only smartass thing you could say was that my robes were similar to that of a cult's, your brain is thinking of something other than sly remarks. And don't even try to say you're thinking of how to stop the next wave of hunters, because I know you aren't. Know I advise that you help me before I send your ship down where the ship full of bounty hunters went."

Keltto turned 90° so that he had a decent view of both Kyber and his ship. Most smugglers were fond of their ships, and if Kyber wasn't, it would get pushed off anyways. Keltto tried to be nice for a moment, but it almost never worked. That was one of the reasons behind his psychopathological ways.

 

[Kyber Krystal]

The Sith's comment about the lightsaber wielder being a "feeble Jedi" really touched a nerve in Kyber. His father was a sensitive subject to begin with, to dishonour him by calling him feeble really made Kyber angry. He had never met someone so blatantly disrespectful, and his patience was thinning moment by moment. If this Sith was of any caliber, then there was no doubt they would be able to sense the anger growing in Kyber. Kyber began to distance himself some more, edging closer and closer to his ship. Kyber was beginning to believe the credits weren't worth it, his supplier be damned.

"I don't like your attitude at all, so why in Chaos should I help you save your own kriffing hide?! I know for a fact I can outfly a gunship, but I don't think you have what it takes to face these hunters alone... I saw you stop fighting during that last skirmish, and I would bet 3000 credits that your power isn't infinite. Definitely not enough to stop a freighter in full thrust... I gave you a way out and you refused to take it, so I'm going to-"

Before he could finish, the next round of hunters showed up in their shuttle. The shuttle was reasonably large, definitely able to house more than a few warriors. Kyber didn't want to stick around to find out what type of equipment they had. Venting his anger and annoyance with the whole situation, perhaps even tapping into the Dark Side of the Force, Kyber lifted the lid of the second EMP crate with the Force, and threw it towards the cockpit of the shuttle. He was hoping to disorient the pilot, but he didn't feel like he'd have any luck beyond a second's distraction. In that moments distraction, Kyber ducked into his ship to gear it up to take off. This Sith was an arrogant lunatic and Kyber needed to be away from him as soon as possible.

@Soup