Razor's Plan''

[Rjaden Pesanka]

Razor,Stood at the Top floor,Of A secret Building on the Outskirts Of Coruscant,He Is using this To Speak with his Master Ajac,On very Important Business,He sat down In A nearby Chair,in the Room,with its Red Smooth Walls,And it's Black Carpet.

He Smirked,Closing his Eyes,Awaiting For his Master's Arrival.

 

[Horizon]

Walking into the room, Ajoc expected this meeting to be urgent or a complete waste of time considering it was one of his students. The bunch he had now were not going to live up to much in his eyes. Resting his hands behind his back, Ajoc gripped them together while looking down at Razor.

"What is the meaning of this, Razor. I'm in the middle of teaching other students? Any other master would of shoved a saber in your windpipe. So out with it!"

His tone of voice was demanding and anger was a pleasant side effect.

 

[Rjaden Pesanka]

His,Sensed His Master's Anger But showed no Emotion On His Face,He opened His eyes,And look forward At his Master.

''Some Dark Jedi artifacts,Have been Discovered We need to get it Before The Jedi It holds secret's to the Bogan Training Temples,Transmissions,Hideouts,And Communication.''He spoke With Absolute Serious,We need to start Searching immediatley For it will Cause War''

 

[Horizon]

(No one else better post in here but me and Razor. Being on the outskirts of Coruscant would be highly ridiculous for multiple people to start showing up. Also, I'm finishing off a problem.)

That was it, Ajoc had enough of his Acolyte pestering him about this and that. Dragging him across the galaxy only to tell him mythical tales! Unclipping his saber from his hip, Ajoc merely glared at Razor with those familiar blue eyes as he quietly stepped foward. Closing the distance, step by step as he thought about the beauty of running his saber on through Razor finally.

"You've turned out to be nothing more than a failure, Razor. To think I took you under my wing, hoping to turn you into something great. But all you did was prove how much of a worthless worm you really are."

His pacing across the room took off into a full blown sprint and with a spring in his feet, Ajoc launched himself towards Razor. His left hand extended and his right hand pulled back with a saber in company. Razor would have little time to react to Ajoc's belief.

 

[Rjaden Pesanka]

He,Anticipated His Master's Feeling's He Could feel them,His Master reached for his saber on his Hip,He began to get closer even speaking to him.''

His,master came towards him very fast,Razor had only little time to react''I thought so''Razor Barely rolling out the way of his dash,Almost slipping over himself,On the other side of the room,now he Revealed what was in his hand,A Trigger with a red button attached,He pressed the button,The building began to Shake,FIre could be seen,The trigger was for the Bombs he implanted on the First floor,

He smiled.As the flames caught up to there floor,He ran For the Window,His servant named Taylo had his speeder ready for his escape,He jumped through the Window as glass shattered everywhere He glanced back at his master,landing into the speeder,As he yelled At his his servant telling him to head to the Capital Museum He took off,At a large Speed,Cutting through the air.

 

[Horizon]

(Reserving this post till I get back from work : p)

 

[Rjaden Pesanka]

(OKay,no Problem))

 

[Horizon]

The fire consumed Ajoc as the building came down to a fine mess. Fire and pillars of smoke erupted as Ajoc's present in the Force went dark therefore putting an end to the spike of energy within the Force in the surrounding area. As Taylo and Razor sped away on their speeder, Taylor chuckled loudly as he continued to speed up, occasionally looking back at the fine mess his master had created.

"My oh my! That was a mighty fine way to end a day's work was it not? Good show! But not good enough..."

The words slipped into the air like poison, Taylo looking back as his eyes' shifted in color to a familiar dark blue. Looking down at Razor's lightsaber, Ajoc focused the energy he had been building up ever since his doppleganger had walked inside the unremarkable building. Taylo had become an unfortunate victim of Razor's plan to end Ajoc Laynier's life. But what he had forgotten was that Ajoc was able to disguise himself within the Force, practically cutting his signature in and out of the Force while allowing the Doppleganger to be the only indication of his presence.

Razor was too weak to see behind this guise and clearly did not have enough training to stand against the wave of energy that was about to launch him off the speeder which would also decimate his saber. Turning it into nothing but pieces of scrap metal. Razor was now at the mercy of Ajoc.

 

[Rjaden Pesanka]

What Came he did not Notice,He Sat back in his speeder, in the Speeder,He then sensed a dark prescence shift In his Slave,As He looked back at the burning Building then Back At his slave,And Incredible energy Began To,expand.

Seconds,Later He Was Blown Of his Speeder,as it blew to pieces even His saber Gone,He was thrown off and launched threw mind air off the speeder,Landing on top Of the Capital City Museum,His clothes Were Smoking,The left side of his face Was burnt and pale,His Right leg ached,He used the energy he had left crawling across the roof he knew only one person who Could Capture ajac,Only One who could Choose his Fate.

 

[Empress]

Artifacts, precious stories of the galaxies past, free from the stress of the council, and teaching all comers about the wonders that surrounded them. This was where She belonged. Sal-Devra Quithmaren, Jedi Master, and former student of the current GrandMaster walked between the shelves of the galaxy museum's primitive weaponry display, having just finished adding several pieces from her last dig on Tython. Her multi coloured hair bounching lightly in it's pony tail with each step as she moved through into the great hall, pulling her white gloves off, and breathing a sigh as a much needed break called to her.

It took little time for the Kiffar to notice something different. A dark presence, correction, two were near. the tanned woman moved cautiously to a series of windows to better see as they approached. There was no sense of an attack, it seemed they were occupied by each other. " oh of all the kirffing places ta.." she scoffed, turning abruptly on her heels. As she moved nearer an exit she felt the dark individuals make their way to the roof of the museum, and impressive feat given the size of the building, non the less this was no place for anyone to be battling.

Swiftly she moved to the stairs, pouring the force into her legs as she accelerated with each step. It took little time for her to reach the roof access. " would you please STOP! " she bellowed as she flung open the door to the outside world.

She did not hesitate, nor bother delegating the situation, there was no time. Reaching out the Kiffar Master curled her mind around the very essence of the force itself, compressed it, and let it go, forcing an intense, and sudden blinding flash of light to erupt inches from the first individual she noted.

Force flash was something the Kiffar rarely used, it was a difficult skill for any jedi, however its effects were brilliantly effective even against the most seasoned of warriors. Blindness and disorientation were almost certain save for those masters who spent time learning to see through it, or those who were lucky enough to not be in the line of sight.

 

[Rjaden Pesanka]

He Layed Flat,on the Ground Half his Body burned,His right leg Was surely broken as he could not feel it,He took very deep Breath's,Even shaking A few times.As He crawled Slowly,A Incredible light almost like A passing star,Shot into his Eyes He could not hardly see or hear.

Due to that,He just laid On his Back,Trying to stay on his back,Due to the Pain,He would just Except his Fate,He tried to Ruin the Bogan But it seemed his plan had Failed,He had all the info,He even knew Even the whereabouts of the Dark Jedi Holocron.

 

[Horizon]

As Razor was unexpectedly launched into the air by his concentrated blast of destruction, Ajoc quickly turned his attention to the direction of where the speeder was headed. Quickly jerking the wheel towards the right and launching his own self from the speeder with grace and aid from the Force, Ajoc was not too far behind Razor. As Razor had fallen onto the roof top and had the unfortunate chance of getting struck by the flash, Ajoc had arrived when the flash had finally dispersed.

Touching down with a thud and still being in the form of Razor's servant, Ajoc casually took in a deep breath as his form shifted from the lowly servant to his orginal Dark Master self. His robes clung to his body so his movement would not be hampered in any way while the usually exposed portions of wearing a robe were covered in bandages.

The bandages were a stark comparison to both the robes and his dark blue eyes which were barely visible due to the small slits in between the bandages. Allowing to little to no view of his face when the transition was completely over. But now the moment was at hand, Ajoc had Razor where he wanted him to be. Laying on his back, clinging to life has he hoped escape the clutches of a vengful Dark Master. But Ajoc's moment of triumph was going to wait, he was now face to face with the unbridled surge of power within the Force. A kiffar was the source of the bright light he had missed moments ago. It was apparent by both her appearance and place within the Force that she was no student.

By now the female Kiffar was most likely expecting him to ignite his lightsaber but this was not the case. Instead he simply kept his soulless eyes focused on the woman while at the same time keeping Razor in view as well.

 

[Empress]

Sal Devra noted the eyes of the man upon her, though rather than reaching her saber, the Master folded her arms over her full chest and cocked her hip, her platinum brow arched ever so slightly " Bogan" she stated, more a hint of bemusement in her tones " I'm assuming this is a personal matter" she stated, nodding at the man ont he ground, knowing he would be dazed for a time " Though I would appreciate it if we could keep things things alittle more out of the public eye, and.. while Im on it I would really love to know whats going on. you nor I would want the order involved, so I think it best to just sort things out here. Dont you agree?"

 

[Horizon]

A Jedi wanting to talk? Ajoc was some what taken aback by the Kiffar's words as she folded her arms, furthering her stance on not pushing the situation towards a violent. At least not anymore violent than it had already come to between himself and Razor.

"It seems we have come to some form of common ground. I'll let you know that this is a troublesome student of mine. He has done nothing but cause problems, I wonder why I took him under my wing. But someone has to show them a way even when no one else will."

Any other Dark Master would of began their assault on the Kiffar, absolutely eating up the moment in which she might of been unpepared. But Ajoc did feel a little more than common ground between himself and her. He saw her as sister in which he had not seen in years. The reason being was because she was with the Jedi Order. The very same order he had defected from all those years ago, it was hard to hate something you once called your own. Even still standing with the Bogan, the Jedi's teachings still held some meaning deep inside. Perhaps that was the only thing that stayed his hands from murdering every student that did not meet his expectations.

 

[Empress]

Sal nodded as a slight smirk crossed her lips " I was quite troublesome myself as a padawn" she added. " though I don't think Master KelDroma thought about killing me over...least i dont think she did. " The kiffar laughed slightly to herself, at the momentary flash of her youth.

" I should'nt be so rude, the name is Sal-Devra, Master, executive of the archives and force related study, yadda yadda yadda more pointless titles that mean nothing..." Sal uncrossed her arms and took a few paces closer to the student laying dazed, instinctively checking his wounds and debating how badly he needed attention. He was out of it at the very least, that was her main concern, end a fight that could have hurt others. The were obviously Dark Jedi, and Sal knew it well, they had that same scent to them that Banik had all those years ago. It did not change her humanity any. Whatever had happened to cause this could be dealt with in it's own way, but needless suffering, while at the very least within her vicinity was not going to be ignored. " so, mind filling me in? or do we just sit here until the Senate guard show up thinking that speeder was another terrorist attempt., I hear they are itchy to make quota for the month "

 

[Horizon]

"I'm taking him back to the Empire and that's what I plan to do. Ultimately I should exact my revenge here and now but the Jedi taught me a few things. Sometimes exacting your revenge never really gains you much in these times so I'll turn this situation into a positive one."

Taking a chance and walking over to where Razor was laying, Ajoc placed himself on the opposite side. He was now within dangerous proximity of the Kiffar and held his hand over the hilt of his saber. Taking no chance what so ever, even if she had proved to be more receptive of conversation than most Jedi. But something pulled at him within. A feeling unlike anyother as his eyes slowly glanced up, making note of the Kiffar's features. The sun exposed what little of skin was visible over his face. The Darkside was slowly eating away at his youth, his skin was wrinkling at a quicker pace and becoming more and more pale. His eyes had not turned over yet but in time they would find themselves a testimony to Ajoc's allignment within the Force.

That feeling was the urge to strike her down, take the chance and end one of the Bogan's greatest enemies. His eyes stayed locked upon her face for a brief second only to dart back down to Razor's wounds. Catching himself before the urge took hold, ultimately resisting the temptation of the Darkside.

"I'm no medical expert but I think my little trick back there was a bit more severe than expected. Are you trained to heal wounds through use of the Force?"

It was a rather dumb question but the fact remained that Ajoc couldn't be too sure. Most masters knew such techniques but not everyone of them was trained to deal with said situations.

 

[Empress]

The kiffar nodded slightly, as she clapped her palms together and rubbed them slightly. The movement was almost comical in a " mock mystic" sort of way, but she had her reasons, if only for focusing. " I'm better trained for battle field healing." she admitted, ignoring the slight ripples of conflicting impulses in the Dark Master. She felt them, she knew he was fighting the urge. She however did not feel threatened by it. Bogan were not mindless monsters, at the very least not all of them. It was a difference in philosophy. Something Sal was seeing more and more every day in her own life with the Jedi. " I don't know if I can get him back into top shape...though I doubt you want that considering how I found you two, but I can at the very least stabilize him for now. "

 

[Rjaden Pesanka]

He,would lay there the pain tingled throughout his body,It seemed as if he were blind and deaf,He knew nothing of what went around him,Something on his mind was telling him to give it all up and go with the jedi,revenge is not the way,or the answer to problems.

He,Shaked a little then his throat let out a large breath,trying to keep his back onto the floor from pain,He knew his spine had been damaged, His left leg broken,Even half his Body was badly burned,All he could do was lay there.nothing he could do,I guess it was his fate.

 

[Horizon]

"Then this should be easy enough for the two of us working together."

Bringing up his right hand and stretching it forth over Razor's chest, concentrating streams of energy into the palm of his hand while a small glow began to erupt from his palm. The energy forming within the palm of his hand glistened with a light blue tone as he drug his hand over some of the wounds. Mending the flesh at a slow place while Ajoc maintained his focus. Keeping his eyes closed as he moved his hand back and forth.

Razor was certainly going to be in better shape with both himself and the Kiffar working on his torn up body. In bringing back Razor, Ajoc was going to also be bringing news of a Jedi Master who did not take aggressive against his presence. The Council would most likely pass it off as nothing more than their pacifistic nature but he knew that such a guise was long gone. The new Grandmaster had truly taken the war to the Jedi's enemies and was determined to show them their might.

 

[Rjaden Pesanka]

He,finally could see,He finally could feel,He felt energy coursing through his body,He was awoke,He still ached a little He looked up to see ajac,holding his hands over him,He was wondering why he was helping him,He should have just killed him.

Razor,did not move he just stared at ajac,It took him minutes to notice a woman there but he could not figure out who she was,He finally opened his mouth as a little words Flowed out turning his head just a little''

''Why,Am I still Alive don't you want your Revenge''His eyesbrow were burnt of so you could not tell he was raising them.