(Sith mission) The Golden Dragon - Fafnir (Telekinesis)

[Sirocco]

A Nirvanist from Phiris brought a Krayt Dragon to Coruscant when he joined the Sith Order, naming it Fafnir, after the great-wyrm Faf of Nirvanism lore. This Nirvanist used alchemy to experiment on the Krayt dragon, making it resistant to the Dark Side and its shells difficult to pierce with a lightsaber. When the Nirvanist was killed during the Winter War, the beast left to roam Coruscant. To prevent the creature from terrorizing hopefuls, the Coruscant Rector has marked Fafnir to be slain. It was a mission a group of learning Acolytes were called to accomplish.

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The Coruscanti Rector had ordered the death of a Kryat dragon who had gone stray after its master died in a mission in another planet. With its unchecked rampage a very real possibility, the temple leaders called any one willing to take on the beast and slay it before it chose to attack the sith temple. Not just any Acolyte could so it as it was recorded that the owner of the dragon had experimented on the beasts extensively with the darkside and it was this experimentation that gave it strength. The sith dragon's scales had been reinforced by deep immersion in the darkside to resist light saber attacks and even resist offensive aspects of the darkside. Slaying this beast would be quite the challenge but there were ways to get pass all of those resistances.

Dark clouds fueled by the total destruction of the planet and the thick nexus of the darkside as a permanent reminder of the trillions of lives lost at the hands of the sith. Coruscant may have been the home of a dark side nexus due to passing ruling hands among the sith with Darth Kryte and Darth Sidious before him but even with the pain and death that the Vong brought in between the areas, the darkside of the force had never been fueled by planet wide genocide before. Corsucant's nexus was so thick with the darkside that it twisted the lifes of anything that survived the planet wide extinction and it fed the sith spawn that now called it home.

Coruscant could only be described as a nightmare as the infrastructure the Kryte dragon roamed pass mirrored the twisted reality in the force. Lesser sith spawn fled in fear of being hunted as the great beast roamed pass broken duracreet and twisted durasteel with bones being seen once in a wile, having survived the destruction but just barely. with out a master to call to, the kryte dragon roamed the unending graveyard unopposed by the other sith spawn as it was unwittingly hunted itself by a more clever hunter.

Even with its order execution being his duty as acolyte, Vilaan did not found himself stalking the beast from afar just for duty. Yes, it was the will of the masters and his creator that this beast had to die but Vilaan was after something more then just the beasts heart which he planned to present to the masters. What Vilaan was after, what he was hunting the beast for was what all force users searched when they hunted this beasts: the kryte pearl crystal found it its gizzard. Knowing of sith magic from his lord and creator, he also knew that parts of the dragon could be useful in the future but the scales were something that might be of greater use. Vilaan did not mind creating lightsaber resistant armor from the smaller scales.....

Stalking the beast just as a predator stalked its pray, Vilaan had his force cloak on and lightly applied force stealth just in case the beast could sense force sensitives. If Vilaan had been told otherwise then there was no reason for stealth so it was just his shadowing of his visible form that was in use if that were the case. Vilaan knew that using the force for extended periods of time might tire him out so he only used force stealth, activating it in a split of a micro second the second the beast's gaze would turn to his direction. With his razor sharp eyes, and force senses, Vilaan had a perfect knowledge of the beasts movements and attention and with this did he conserve his energies in this great hunt. As stated to him before setting out to hunt the beast, the worm was resistant to the force but he was advised that the use of telekinesis would be the key to kill this worm. With this instruction and knowledge, Vilaan kept an eye to his surroundings as well as he slowly studied the beasts movements wile he set for the perfect trap...a trap of gigantic proportions and the ruined City was a pack full of toys to play with.


Hoping his fellow acolytes to arrive so that the hunt could begin, he hoped they would not turn out to be greedy in this mission. He would hate to fight over the dragon like ravenous Tukata after a piece of meat when they could work together and share on the gifts for killing the worm. Vilaan was willing to share and not kill the others, but were the sith as willing? Vilaan was ready if otherwise.

 

[Wit]

Coruscant was a graveyard, Jade could think of no better word to describe the once thriving city-planet. She had been to Coruscant once, long before the old hag up top had gone full on crazy and rendered the planet lifeless. To think that the now ruined and abandoned buildings in the distance had once been teeming with life, what the Empress had done was beyond anything that she could imagine. Jade was no white knight herself, there was blood on her hands and she had already admitted to herself that killing had become an almost unhealthy obsession for her. But this was something else, something beyond the Dark Side, this was the result of insanity. Simple as that.

Pulling her mind away from the past to her immediate surroundings, her eyes immediately drawn to the large reptilian creature padding along on the planet's ruined surface ahead, and a little below where she moved. She had read about Krayt Dragons, but this was her first time actually seen one. She had to admit there was a sense of majesty about the creature, a deadly grace that justified its reputation. That she would have to help kill it enticed no guilt within her, something that would have surprised the young girl she had been when she had first left Emberlene. But that girl was gone, her place taken by a killer, a being every bit the monster that the scaled creature in front of her was reputed to be.

Beginning moving once more, picking up a small piece of broken ferrocrete from the ground, she scanned her surroundings for the other acolytes, well aware that she was not alone in the hunt. Even if she was, she had come prepared, the high grade grenades inside the pouch on her waist was indicative of that. Getting in close was too risky, this beast would have to be taken out from the distance, more by strategy instead of raw strength. And a plan had already started taking shape within her mind.

Bouncing the piece of ferrocrete a few times, she finally took a firm grip on it and threw it towards the dragon, though the toss was nowhere near strong enough to reach the giant lizard. But just as the ferrocrete was about to begin its decent, Jade reached out with the Force and tried catching it in a telekinetic grip. The ferrocrete slipped from her initial grip but she was ultimately able to get a firm grip on it before hit touched the ground. Sending it flying skywards once more, the ferrocrete's trajectory having resembled a bounce in mid air, it now soared towards the dragon. She tried another trick then, an attempt to change the ferrocrete's path at the last moment to send it flying towards the dragon's legs, but the distance was too great for her and the impact was made with it's spine. Realising that she needed to get closer to accomplish what she intended.

Picking up her pace to start jogging behind that dragon, she opened herself up to the Force, making herself more visible in the Force in the hope that the other acolytes would be able to track her. The more there were talking this particular menace the better. "Come on, someone's ought to have felt that."

 

[Zay]

Abel's back was pressed against the wall of a partially destroyed building. Sweat beaded at his brow as he carefully and quietly spied around the corner. Around a hundred yards away stood Fafnir, the cursed Krayt. The massive lizard slowly moved away from him. Standing over 50m long this beast had to be larger then the average krayt. Each step from the massive beast sent a tremor into the ground. Abel watched the dragon before returning to the safety behind the wall. He would take this beast down. This great hunter would become his prey.

Abel had spent hours reading about the biology of the Krayt. While this one's hide had been tempered in the darkside. Abel knew of a weak point, a proverbial chink in the dragons defense that would lead to it's ultimate demise. Once he'd claimed this victory he'd be one step closer to his goal. A feral smile spread across his lips. It was all the more fitting for this battle to happen on Corescant. This city planet was the greatest trophy in all the empire. This claiming this world had destroyed the Alliance and set forth a chain reaction leading to their defeat. So too would Fafnir find it end on this planet and with this dragons death Abel would gain more then he could possibly imagine.

As Abel's mind returned to the present he heard a rock hit the ground just a few feet away from where he was. His breath froze in his chest. Surly, he'd not alerted the great serpent to his location. His entire body tensed as he awaited the feral screech of the beast, but it never came. Finally, allowing himself to breath again he emerged from around the corner of the building to see that Fafnir had traversed further away. Closing his eyes and opening himself to the force Abel examined the surrounding area. He felt a force signature. One that felt familiar to him. He'd known the beast had become a quite a target as of late, but he'd not thought anyone would already be here. Apparently, he was wrong. Cursing under his breath Abel a fixed his gaze upon the dragon. Perhaps this could be to his benefit.

Again, feeling for the force signature Abel hoped to pin point their location. Turning slightly, he realized they were much much closer then he'd originally thought. Thinking back on his telepathy training, Abel opened his mind and sent a message to the being that was in his immediate area. Abel made sure the message out of the Dragon's reach. The last thing he needed was a semi-sentient dragon getting the jump on him thanks to a stupid mistake. His message was a simple one, "Going hunting?" Taking time to make sure his message hadn't been miscommunicated. As his thought went out his eyes alighted upon movement to his left. turning his gaze without moving his head Abel spotted the clever girl from the Force Speed Class he'd recently attended. This was going to be interesting indeed. With a few powerful pumps form his long legs and he matched her pace. He made his presence known in the force and came up on her left side.

"I'm assuming you have a plan, why not share? This beast would be too much for us on our own." He had his own plan, but he respected this woman's resourcefulness. Perhaps she'd seen an easier route to victory.

 

[Miz]

Though a playground to those with the skill to traverse the ruined city-planet , Mizchno couldn't help but feel a sickening feeling in his stomach as he climbed high atop the ruins. Being on this planet gave him purpose, as a Sith he promised to prevent another genocide like the one that took place here. Using his four arms to great effectiveness, the Codru-Ji took to his task gripping the ruined ferrocrete, propelling himself high above the ruins, finally reaching the top of slowly collapsing building, no doubt a business center before the war.

Breathing in the stale air, he looked down upon twisted Krayt dragon taking note of its mannerisms. Living on Tatooine for a good chunk of his life, he still hasn't seen a real Krayt dragon in person, he knew their height, for their bones that littered the desert was enough indication to steer clear of them. Something seemed off about the dragon, being on Coruscant for one, and being infused with dark side energies seemed to change the beast of legend. Surveying his surroundings, the Codru-Ji got down on one knee to further observe the beast, taking slight pleasure from the fleeing Sith Spawns.

Taking off his bandages that covered his right side of his face from the acolyte tourney, it revealed that his eye was replaced with a mechanical one. Red at the center, it zoomed it at the beast to observe what was happening below. Dropping the bandage from the roof top, he noticed someone was crazy enough to make the beast mad. A woman, running diligently behind the dragon. What was she trying to accomplish exactly? Death? If so he had hoped for her to make at least a scratch on the beast before coming to her inevitable doom. Unhooking his lightsaber Moraltach, and Ytwe's lightsaber from his belt, he did a double take as he saw someone, a man began to run with the woman. Making no attempt at making his force signature unknown, he stood back up, activating the crimson hue of Moraltach, and the emerald green blade of Ytwe's lightsaber. A stylish dichotomy, he simply stood there as if some sort of wasteland protector keeping a vigilant eye on the destroyed city.

Deciding to wait and see what the two had in store, Mizchno stayed his hand for the time being, but not for long.

 

[Tiberius Semper]

CORUSCANT, CORE WORLDS CORUSCANT WASTELANDS​

OUTSIDE THE SITH ACADEMY 15:00 LOCAL TIME​

Coruscant - once a shining temple to the Forces of Light, a beacon in the encroaching darkness that was the Sith Empire lay devastated. It's once great towers lying crushed and fallen, the once vibrant city-planet that teemed with life now shockingly devoid of life, its only inhabitants the foul spawn of the Sith and their Acolytes who trained in the ruined old Jedi Temple. Its once grand facade now housing a dark shrine to aspiring members of the Sith Order, its confines the only sanctuary in the wild and terror infested plains of the devastated planet. In the aftermath of the great destruction that compromised the fall of the Jedi, an aspiring Sith Acolyte from Phiris and an former member of the Nirvanist faction brought Fafnir over from Tatooine and as part of his studies and experiments on the dark side - alchemically altered his very D.N.A structure through a harrowing series of rituals and genetic enhancements that over the years mutated Fafnir into a terrifying monster that mercilessly harrowed the sparse inhabitants of Coruscant and challenged the very might of the Sith by its very proximity. The great beast stood over fifteen meters tall, and one hundred meters from tail to head, its enormous bulk supported by ten powerful legs that propelled it effortlessly through the rubble and sand that covered the planet. In spite of its wickedly sharp claws, and heavily muscled legs, the Krayt Dragon only utilized its massive jaws or whip-like spike-tail in combat, using his claws only to move through the sand. Its bluish scales glinting off the deep glare of the Coruscanti sun and its mighty head framed by four massive horns that gave its elongated and sharp jawline a decided devilish like look. To those knowledgeable about the variant species of the Krayt Dragons, they would be hard pressed to contain their awe and terror at the fact that this was no mere 'Canyon Dragon', no. This was a Greater Krayt Dragon, in all its fearsome and majestic glory. The mutated Dragon now possessed a nearly invulnerable hide, composed of scales that had been strengthened by the dark side that made it extremely durable and tough enough to resist all but the mightiest blows from a lightsaber. Not content to stop there and admire the ultimate beast of destruction that knelt in front of the unnamed Sith, he had chosen to continue his Dark Alchemy rituals and had fortified the Krayt to be resistant to the Dark Side itself!!! This was to be no mere pet, or expression of control and skill; but a beast of war and a potent weapon with which to dispatch his foes. None of this meant anything to Fafnir himself, the great beast enduring the torture and experimentation with an almost supernatural toughness, as its entire being was molded and shaped by its Master. Now that it was free of his Masters yoke, and the biggest predator on the planet Fafnir just slowly stumbled through the planet, unsure of himself now that his Masters dark presence no longer lingered in his mind. Soon enough though, the feral instincts of any animal made themselves known and the Dragon roared with hunger. It promptly set out to search for prey, and as it moved through the wastelands, its booming footsteps made the ground shake and rumble, sending animals fleeing in terror from the great beast. As it trudged forward, it soon spotted a noteworthy morsel - what looked to be some red skinned largish creature. It's body shaped like a humanoid, but its head that of a monstrous demon. As it raced forward, seeming to swim through the sands, it felt something insignificant bounce off its hide and ignored it as the Sithspawn in front of it, reared on its hind legs and roared out a sharp challenge of its own. Ignoring the quick burst of dark power behind it, the hunger maddened beast closed the distance in the blink of an eye and with an ear splitting shriek arced its long neck in a mighty arc that culminated in a massive bite that took off a sizable chunk of the Sithspawns torso. Retaliating with a furios swipe of its deadly claws, the big creature swiped madly at the Dragon to no avail, as its impenetrable scales turned the things claws away. Roaring in victory Fafnir whipped his tail forward with frighting speed and impaled the Sithspawn through the things heart, before he flexed its muscles and with an almighty heave raised the Sithspawn through the air and casually tossed it into a nearby mountain wall. As the quivering pulp of flesh that was all that remained from the once fearsome Sithspawn crashed heavily to the ground, Fafnir crowed his victory and then bent over his prize as he began devouring his meal.

 

[Sirocco]

Opportunity could not have knocked harder as a perfect opening was about to reveal itself with the inevitable feasting of the kryte as Vilaan shadowed the beast from above. Moving like a shadow through the ruble and bend metal leaps beyond the senses of all present acolytes, he might as well not exist to their perceptions but his existence was all too real. Seeing the actions of the female acolyte as she chased after the kryte along with the other acolyte that soon joined her, this mattered nothing to Vilaan as his primary and only focus was the hunting of the sith kryte. Applying his sith assassination abilities with near mastery, he ran down path ways with out a sound, slithered and squeezed pass obstacles like the wind and finally made his way to the predicted stop.

Despite the female acolyte's desperate attempt to contact all other acolytes to join her, Vilaan was trained to not give up such ripe opportunities of surprise as he moved on the dragon. Hearing the trashing of the sith spawn and the nasty meaty sounds of torn flesh, Vilaan kept a considerable distance so as for the dragon to not pick his scent but just close enough for his razor sharp eyes to see. Having used his stealth techniques in the force with out most perfect mastery, Vilaan has switched them on and off in his hunt with split seconds to use them only when out most necessary to conserve his energy.

Watching the beast roar in victory as it fed on the flesh of its kill, Vilaan pulled out a concussion round from his sniper clips and began to levitate it as he watched the beast eat. Pulling out his sniper's scope to allow him a even greater grade of sight, Vilaan watched the beast's eye with surgical precision as he build strength in his levitated round. Watching with patience, the opening finally opened itself which the Acolyte took full advantage of it the split millisecond it presented itself. With a air splinting shot with telekinetic ballistics, the bullet set with a minor charge shot through the air with a force equal as if it were shot with the sniper rifle and with precise calculation did it land its target.

Thanks to the wall the beast fed against, Vilaan could not take the easy kill only an assassin would be able to exploit with knowledge of the beast's biology. Seeing how HUGE the beast was and how it attacked with deadly focus, Vilaan did the only thing an assassin like he could do at this moment.

As calculated in its feeding frenzy, once the beast's eye lid opened exposing its eyes, the bullet aimed to puncture the eye through the hole around the pupil and detonate with enough force to turn the eye into mush. With a blinded eye, the beast would be a bit easier to take down and control in a fight but with its wound would come its rampage so Vilaan would only stay a second to see his work in effect before moving out to the second phase of the hunt.

 

[Wit]

Jade, sensing the other acolyte's arrival, slowed down as he caught up with her, coming to a stop as the giant beast attacked and defeated the red skinned creature. The ease with which it had taken down its prey and the relish with which the body was being consumed made her realise that the other acolyte's, Abel's if she was remembering the name correctly, words were going to prove more than true. This was nothing any one of them to take down on their own.

Sensing the other acolyte's assertion in the Force, and momentarily catching the glitter of the projectile he had launched towards the dragon, Jade wondered what his plan was, attacking it all on his own like that.

Turning back to Abel, his gaze momentarily flicking backwards towards the other presence she could sense behind them, she put a hand into her pouch and pulled out one of the grenades she carried there. Tossing it to Abel, she turned back to the dragon to see the outcome of the other acolyte's attack. "I have a few of those, each one packing a mean punch. That thing has to have a weakness, some chink in its armour. We find it and stuff it full of these girls. Boom goes the dragon!"

 

[Zay]

"I have a few of those, each one packing a mean punch. That thing has to have a weakness, some chink in its armour. We find it and stuff it full of these girls. Boom goes the dragon!" A mischievous smile danced upon his lips. "I like the way you think," he allowed the complement to set in before adding. "I just so happen to know what the chink in this dragon's armor is. if we can force it to the ground I'll be able to take it out." Looking back to the enormous reptile, Abel realized how difficult this battle would be.

The sound of a gunshot shattered his train of thought. His head whipped back to the beast, there were other's on the hunt as well. That could be a blessing in disguise or a pitfall on sure ground. Turning back to Jade, Kartan, jerked his head toward the beast. "Let's take this ting down before someone else does." carefully reaching out with his mind Abel touched the woman's conscious, I'm not trying to do anything weird, it's just smarter to communicate this way. Better to keep our fellow hunters on edge. If she allowed, his words would slip into her mind.

Turning away from her he would begin to close in on the dragon. Eyeing the ruined buildings and feeling the weight of the grenade in his hand a plan began to formulate. What better way to pin a dragon then to drop a building on it? His mischievous smile turned wolfish as his desire to slay this beast intensified. If he and Jade could bring this beast down he'd be one step closer to his goal.

 

[Miz]

Watching diligently as the dragon consumed the Sith-spawns flesh, a sly grin appeared on Mizchno's face. The dragon's golden scales shined a beacon of light that hasn't been seen on this planet for decades now. Looking down on the beast a mere mile from where he was standing it was time for Mizchno to make a move; he suspected that the other Sith wouldn't be too generous with their spoils. Taking note of the sniper shot, and keeping the other two Sith in his peripheral, Mizchno quickly jumped off of the slanted skyscraper; using his sturdy boots to slide down the angled building.

With his crimson blade in one hand, and the emerald green one on the other, Mizchno imitated the howl of a Krayt dragon; hoping to confuse the dragon long enough to deliver a vital blow. His bellow echoed throughout the destroyed city, loud enough to deafen a womp rat, but not nearly enough to scare off a dragon, especially one that's been living with Sith-Spawn. From the outside he simply looked like a mad man, taunting a creature of this size, but in reality, Mizchno was using a subtle version of the tame beast ability to force the beast into further confusion. Void of fear, Mizchno leaped from the building to face the hulking monstrosity. Not sure whether it was arrogance or simply the rush of competition, the Codru-Ji stared down the beast, feeling his senses overwhelm with unending rage.

As if it were a scullery maid, the four armed Sith would continue stare down the beast, readying his super human speed to dodge any incoming attack; waiting for the dragon to open himself up for an attack. Feet planted firmly next to one another, the acoylte spun his two blades into the air in beside of him to further confuse the beast into opening up a weak point. There, with his lower arm on his saberstaff he waited.

 

[Tiberius Semper]

Fafnir tore into the raw meat with relish, his huge snout darting in and his enormous teeth tearing huge rents in the Sithspawns body, while blood dripped in a red river of gore down his mouth. As he tossed up a piece of meat into the air and then reared his long neck up to snap the morsel into his mouth, he sensed a sickly sweet presence from above and somewhat behind him. It seemed to appear for a few seconds and then disappear for a little while, and it seemed to be quite faint, as if it was just at the edge of his senses tantalizing him with memories of his old masters.

Fafnir stopped his feeding as he quested with all his senses for that new/old sense of dark power that was somewhere behind him, his large neck leaning left and right as he looked around his surroundings for anything that might mean the return of his master and when he couldn't sense it anymore he returned to his feast with a despondent growl tearing into the Sithspawn with an added vengeance that betrayed his sense of loss and betrayal. Just then a growing sense of power tickled his senses once more as it manifested somewhere behind him, and as it slowly grew in power so did Fafnir's unease.

Skittishly Fafnir slowly lowered his head once more to the dead beast, this time his senses on high alert to his surroundings as the dark, sickly sweet essence of the dark side echoed in his mind. Just as he lowered his head to take a bite something whizzed right past his head and detonated with a loud whump in the mountain wall above his head and sending a small shower of rocks and causing him to rear backwards on five of his legs in anger. Once more bellowing in white hot anger this time, he spun his head towards where he had last felt the presence of the darkness and with a lightning fast motion sent his mighty tail lashing at it, once, twice and finally a third time, all in the space of fifteen seconds.

As he thrashed in anger, Fafnir spotted a tiny little mammal that also radiated the dark energy that was like a sweet drug to his kind, who was soon joined by another one. The dark energy intensified around them as they appeared to give each other something, before intensifying greatly and arrowing in a direction that he couldn’t perceive from his current location. The first presence forgotten already in the multitude of dark side auras, Fafnir was about to run towards them and absorb their essence when ANOTHER presence made itself known by sliding down a broken skyscraper and tumbling to a halt in front of his face.

Fafnir's befuddled animal brain couldn't cope with all this stimulation and with growing distress at all the dark auras tempting him with their sweet scent, he did what any animal would do when cornered - he struck back at his closest tormentor. When the four armed, tiny mammal leaped down the building bearing two glowing claws and howling in a pitiful imitation of his own species. Spinning the mismatched blades in a circle Fafnir looked at the puny little idiot who dared to challenge his great might, and arrowed his head straight at the little man before letting out a gigantic roar straight in the fools face and then rearing out before he could do anything while simultaneously he arced his tail in a blindingly fast motion over his back and aimed for the still howling being in front of him.

Just then he felt a tiny little wave of dark energy pour out of the four armed being and pour into his mind, but the Krayt Dragon easily washed away the energy with a wall of rage - he DARED take the place of his master? This insignificant little worm thought that he could supplant his old masters place and tame him? Fafnir trumpeted his scorn and white hot rage and drank in the four armed man's energy with ever growing relish as he roared with mounting anger.

 

[Wit]

Jade watched on as the two acolytes did their own thing, mildly surprised by their course of action. What little information they had been given about the beast had made it more than clear that it was completely impervious to the Dark Side, it was enhanced to make it immune to most of the offensive Force abilities someone like them could manage, was eight indestructible and vastly overpowered them; yet here were two flies going head to head against a giant. So it came as no surprise to her when the first acolyte got pummelled by the dragon, beaten around by it's tail as she and the other acolyte looked on. Pummelled to death in all probability, considering the size of the krayt.

Taking her eyes off the dragon, she noticed Abel eyeing a nearby building, responded to his words in a similar manner. I hope you're sure about this weakness, we're not taking taking that thing down otherwise. Looks like it's my turn to ask, but you have a plan, don't you?

[OOC:Sorry for the short post, but I guess we can go twice this time before TB posts again.]

 

[Zay]

As Kartan eyed the enormous building to the left of the dragon and smiled. He knew the weakness and he was positive it would work. The hard par was going to be getting the dragon to remain focused on the being who'd chosen to fight it head on. The being was either incredibly powerful or, powerfully stupid. The out come would be obvious in a few minutes.

Jade's mental message brought his mind back to the present. With a nod he replied, I'm positive the weakness is real. I've studied the anatomy of the beast for hours on end. Along with having near to no depth perception, there's one other flaw that we can exploit. For now we need to bring that building down. he gestured to the tall building he'd eyed earlier. We still haven't been spotted so let's try to keep it that way. I'm not as eager to have that things claws aimed at me yet. Looking down at the bomb in his hand and then back to the building, Abel considered utilizing the force to get the bomb where he needed it to go, but he remembered the dragon's sensitivity to the force and decided against it.

Looking back to Jade he nodded to the building and pulled his connection to the force as close to him as possible. He didn't want to be spotted by the beast, not just yet. Telepathically he said, Let's get going. Excitement began to stir inside of him as the plan began to take shape. We'll place a few charges at the support beams and get clear. Obviously, don't get caught. A smirk crossed his lips as he began heading toward the building, being sure to keep to the limited cover of the various broken pieces of permeate.

 

[Miz]

The Codru-Ji's attempt to stun the beast were a failure and found himself smacked by the tail end of the beast. For lesser beings that would easily kill them, but for Mizchno his rage and tolerance for physical attacks proved to match the Krayt's for the time being. Digging his hands beneath the dargon's golden scales, the acolyte hid behind the dragon looking for the perfect time to strike. He would wait for the best to concentrate on the other two acolytes for him to strike the beast in the eye.

Suddenly the beast paused to some time, giving him the perfect opportunity to jump upon the dragon's back. Running along the Krayt's back he lifted both blades beside him with the use of the force twirling them stylishly before lodging the dual blades deep within the Krayt Dragon's eyes, both of them. The Krayt would be hard pressed to realize what was happening before it happened seeing as how a near-human sprinting along the back of a beast this size would be like a mosquito crawling along a bantha.

The hilt twisted and swirled within the beast's pupils eviscerating the dragon's eyesight. Preparing the worst, the Codru-Ji took back his blood soaked lightsaber hilt using the force, finally leaping off of the dragon before it could go on its own rampage. Landing flat on his chest the acolyte covered its head trying his hardest to hide his force presence for the time being.