Ask Trouble in Paradise

[Varyn Atrix]

Dude, I don't even know, he said as he dove into cover also right next to Nakoa.

Things were just... weird, and somehow he knew that this rabbit just had so many of those razors. Oh no, it was even better. The razors snapped back to the rabbit's hand-paws and he promptly whipped them out again as Varyn darted to the side.

His left blade came up, slashing through one of the razors and actually cutting it in two while his other saber slashed out at the rabbit which... apparently just leapt right over the attack.

Typical...

He made another slash only to have his blade meet air again, but hopefully with a little luck and distraction, Nakoa could actually land a hit or... knock the bunny out the window or something.

 

[Nakoa Singh]

Snarling, Singh called the scattergun toward him- and the rabbit jumped off it in midair, swinging a razor at Nakoa on his way past that dug into his shoulder. Nakoa darted away, whereupon the bouncing bunny man was preoccupied dodging all of Varyn's saber swings. Bro what.

Irirangi scowled. Okay, done with this. He clapped his hands together and took in a deep breath, amber-gold eyes flashing as he focused the Force and made a bet those long bunny ears weren't just for show. As the bunny whirled around yet another of Varyn's swings and darted toward him, Nakoa brought two fingers to his lips and whistled.

Every single piece of glass in the room cracked as a high-pitched sound filled the air, loud as all hell but mostly beyond the pitch of human hearing. The rabbit, meanwhile, abruptly tensed up and automatically covered his ears, missing Nakoa and landing on the ground. Nakoa kicked it like a football toward the window, finall-!

Oh come on, it landed on the balcony rail. On the plus side, it looked dizzy, blood dripping from their ears. For the first time in this brief encounter, the rabbit opened their mouth to speak.

"You haven't seen the last of... the Trench Hopper," it said in a deep, booming bass-baritone voice that made President Thorne seem like a tenor. Then in a swirl of coat and tip of hat the rabbit half leapt, half fell off the railing down toward the city below.

"... WHAT!?" whether an expression of disbelief or because his ears were ringing from his own trick- his hearing was above human ranges- wasn't clear, but he looked miffed.

@Phoenix

 

[Varyn Atrix]

This was a serious contender for the weirdest thing that had ever happened to Varyn and he had fought a ghost child in a Killik shardship.

When all the dust - er, glass - settled, Varyn just looked back at Nakoa. I have no idea what just happened, he said, just kind of... baffled.

But they were still in a life and death situation, and there was no way the enemies two doors down had missed all the ruckus so they would certainly be ready, but in the meantime, Varyn started looking through the dead to confirm - yep, there was their target. Good.

One more to go, he said, lightly kicking the head of the dead Rodian.

They'll definitely know we're coming. Any preference on how we attack the final room? he asked.

 

[Nakoa Singh]

Nakoa let out a long, deep sigh, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. Apparently he could still hear since he turned to meet Varyn's eyes when the other man spoke. "Think we were just accosted by a comic book character," he put forward in a tone of disbelief. The bunny seemed kinda nuts, but at the same time... If they weren't Force wielders, they'd be dead. Probably.

"You're stealthy, right? Ready by the balcony and I'll take the front door, draw attention and such." He'd briefly entertained the idea of just blowing through another wall but that'd be more expensive to repair than he was aiming for. Without further detail he pulled some power packs from dropped blasters and strode over to 517's door, taping the various batteries together with... tape.

After a couple seconds when Varyn should be in position, he hefted the pile of battery packs and opened the door with a wave of his hand, staying away from the potential line of fire. Almost immediately a few bolts went through the open space. "Just surrender, your boss isn't payin' enough for this crap and no one else has to die!" "NEVER, there's only like two of ya!" Nakoa shrugged, charged the bundle with electricity, and flung it through the door. "I see four, myself."

"Bullshi-! Oh, I get it-" BOOM, one and a half people were downed by a shrapnel-filled battery detonation and suddenly everyone else was looking at the front door.

@Phoenix

 

[Varyn Atrix]

Varyn moved around to the back balcony, moving from the one he had invaded earlier and preparing to leap across to 517. He heard the ear-splitting detonation and took that as his cue to move. He leapt to the balcony and slipped the door open. Ha! No one was even looking his way!

He darted forward, sabers bursting to life as he did and started dicing. There were no comic book characters in here, apparently, and Varyn was done with his work in about five seconds.

Silence fell across the room with only the buzzing of his sabers to fill the air and the vague hissing sound of some charred flesh. Oh lovely.

Nice distraction, he said, his saber blinking out with a whooshing sound.

 

[Nakoa Singh]

Boots crunching on bits of battery on the ground, Nakoa strode into the room and looked around. As expected by this point, Varyn was very efficient at murder. No one'd even noticed him doing it until about the second or third person died. Probably didn't help their ears were ringing at the time.

"I'm good at distracting," Nakoa said evenly, then wiggled his eyebrows. He looked around the room, taking in the black spot where the batteries exploded and the pockmark holes where the shrapnel hit things. "Damage isn't even that bad." A cracked mirror fell from the wall and shattered. "Not bad at all," he continued, choosing to ignore the mirror.

Nakoa cleared his throat. "So... You'll call it in then, right? I must find ceviche." Whatever the long-term outcome, suffice to say both of them would have favorable access to the holoscan database. And at least one of them was getting ceviche, damnit.

@Phoenix

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