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Post by Eaon's admin account on Nov 29, 2009 11:43:41 GMT -7
Eaon walked through the orange glow of the streets towards the little hole in the wall he called a home for the last three years. It was hard to believe he'd been hiding hear for three years from the Empire. It was always dark down here, there wasn't a sun in this part of Coruscant there was only the electronic glow of the Holo-Signs and the buzz of the electric currents powering the upper levels of the city streets that Eaon had once called home.
Eaon had heard that most of the Jedi that had been on the surface of Coruscant had either been killed in Order 66, which Eaon had just narrowly escaped himself or fallen to a new Dark Order calling themselves the Imperial Inquisition. Eaon had hoped though that the Imperial Inquisition and everything "Imperial" would just disappear when Palpatine died, but it didn't they only got a new Empress. That meant that the Jedi were still hunted, still wanted, and still on the verge of non-existence.
Eaon had just gotten off of work, he worked at a shuttle port he made sure ships were ready for launch. It was hard work and the pay sucked, but it kept him out of view of the Empire, which was good for what Eaon was planning. Eaon had been a Jedi Knight, a Soldier of the Republic before The Great Jedi Purge. He knew people who didn't like this new Empire and wanted their Republic back, these people he worked with, associated a Rebellion with. It was these people who were going to make something happen soon.
As Eaon came to his little hole in the wall that was maybe a 10 X 10 room that was supposed to be his entire house he went into a state of meditation. Eaon needed to be able to use the force, but he needed to be Subtle so not to attract the attention of the Inquisition if there even was such a thing. Eaon reached out with his feeling and watched the world around him, seeing no one at the moment who was looking to do him any harm.
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Post by Oege on Dec 2, 2009 21:45:41 GMT -7
Oege walked down the neon lighted strip. He always loved the glow of these lights. Probably because they reminded him of the days when he helped younglings and padawans make lightsabers. But he couldn't see them at the moment, impaired by his blindfold. He only imagined what they looked like from when he had seen them before. He knew they were there though based off the drone buzzing of electricity surging through them. Snap. Oege snapped his right fingers, finding out where everything was around him.
He was good enough now to tell where stationary objects were, but people had to be seen through his use of Seeing. Now with both in combination, he knew where he was.
Continueing to walk calmly, as not to arrouse attention that he was able to walk so confidently even though he appeared blind. As he passed a few doors, he felt something. He didn't stop, he knew that the probable case was that it was a tiny surge in the force by an Inquistor, and probably a trap. Even stopping for a brief moment would make him a suspect. So he continued towards his destination.
Snap. Oege snapped again, finding the open door to the cantina he wanted to go to. He stopped for a moment. Snap. He found where people had parked there speeders, then walked over and set his lumbering sword up against the wall of near the bikes. He wasn't afraid of someone stealing it, as no scum down here could even make it budge.
He walked inside the cantina. A wave of chaotic noise filled his ears. Snap. Stomp. Oege clanked the metal heel of his boot against the ground. He could see the bar. Once he was within a few feet of the stools he snapped again but at the same time used his Seeing ever so slightly to see what seats were open. That one. He picked a seat, one that was in a between the most open seats. He didn't like people looking at him, assuming he can't tell they are staring.
He sat down and did the same trick. Snap. Seeing. He found the bartender and waited for the man to come to him.
"What can I get ya?"
"Just some jawa juice, please"
"You got it."
Oege adjusted in his seat a little, then fiddled around in his pocket for some money. He got his drink and paid the man. Oege then took a sip and relaxed, listening to the gossip.
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Post by Eaon's admin account on Dec 2, 2009 22:13:03 GMT -7
A hint of powerful force strings brushed by Eaon suddenly, he'd detected it, like a fish brushing one's leg when swimming. Eaon opened his eyes and quickly pocketed his lightsabers in his coat's pockets and made his way out of the little hole he had called home for the last three years. There was someone, someone strong who had passed by and it looked like they were on their way to Old Enen's Cantina. Eaon was already starting to question their ability to sense a bad place, Old Enen's was a Swoop Gangster's Paradise, it was supposed to even be possible to buy lives down there.
As Eaon made his way out of his "home" he entered into a dark back ally which aside from puddles of Moister Run off from an upper level that eternally rained down upon them, would be entirely quiet if not for the electronic buzz of a power cell in the building next door. At the end of the ally standing tall was a Sullustan with a vibro-knife ready to cut. Eaon knew he wasn't just going to get by this slime ball today like he'd done every other day. Before the Sullustan was lucky, there'd been people around so a light and simple Jedi Mind Trick usually had to do the job, but today was something a little more useful, today the Sullustan was going to die.
When Eaon started to get closer the Sollustan started taunting Eaon in whatever Alien language he spoke. Eaon got closer and closer and right when the Sollustan got ready to make a stab at Eaon, Eaon struck. Holding out the palm of his hand he pulled his lightsaber and ignited the blue beam and in one swift cut he cut the stomach out of the Sollustan killing it on the spot. Eaon quickly turned off his blade and pocketed it again shortly there after, expecting an automated street cleaner to come along and take out the trash, it happened pretty often down here, people getting killed in back allies and all.
Once on the street Eaon made his way down several buildings until he came to Enen's place. Leaning up against a wall Eaon could see the weapon that he had never easily forgotten, something so massive most people just squirmed from the idea of getting hit with it. Enen's was illegal and dangerous and aside from the Swoop Gang it was a perfect staging place, Enen was a conspirator against the Empire and the back half of the Cantina belonged to a Resistance called Democracy's Pheonix. While the Jedi who'd wondered in here wasn't the wisest, he did have good luck it seemed as another Jedi Master had just arrived perhaps moments before on Eaon's way there. It was time to send a message home to the Imperial Inquisition.
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Post by Oege on Dec 5, 2009 0:38:54 GMT -7
Oege lifted his glass more and more towards the ceiling, till every drop was gone. He leveled his head and slammed his arm down on the counter at the same time.
"Ya want another?" The bartender asked impatiently.
"No just a water, please."
"You got it." The bartender groaned, as water was free.
The bartender put the glass in front of Oege. Oege sipped a little and listened a little more to the gossip floating around. Relaxing his body to a meditative state that was the best he could achieve while staying silent to the force. He sighed slightly, releasing all tension and stress. He took a calming breathe in as he felt it. A slight surge in the force, for just a moment. It was the same as the one he had passed on his way here. This person had entered the cantina now.
Once again he didn't react, merely keeping still and listening. Was it a coincidence that they had come to the exact cantina he was in? Possibly, but not likely. It seems he was picked up ever so slightly and followed like a dog chasing a scent. He knew he couldn't leave for a while now either, otherwise he would look suspicious. These inquisitors were like wolves. Once they got the scent in their nostrils, only a few tricks could allow their prey to escape. How bothersome, I just wanted a drink.
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Post by Eaon's admin account on Dec 5, 2009 0:47:47 GMT -7
Once Eaon entered the room the Swoopers stood up and made their way outside Enen's without saying much more. The room quickly vacated and became empty, a common courtesy that kept the Swoopers from being gunned down for treason even though they knew what was going on. Eaon had realized a long time ago this man had picked up he was a Jedi, but Eaon wasn't too sure what this man was thinking. A lot of Jedi had abandoned the old ways after Order Sixty Six, but first Eaon needed to establish safety so when he pulled up a seat next to Oege, he waited for the Bartender to come over and initiate conversation.
"From the ashes of the Imperial Slain..." The bartender trailed off as he pulled out a glass and started cleaning it.
"Rises Democracy's Pheonix." Eaon finished. The Bartender continued to clean his glass religiously until he put it away lightly pressing a button hidden under the bar. From the back rooms about fifty or sixty men walked out and started talking causally, however any Jedi who could sense others could figure out easily they were Rebellion. Luckily being the only force user normally involved, Eaon didn't have to worry about the Inquisition finding them unless it went to the Freedom Fighters one, by one.
"We're going home to liberate a friend of Democracy. You in?" Eaon said to the Jedi not saying anything else. Most Jedi Masters were eager to say yes, and this Jedi's Strand of the Force was known to Eaon, however he still needed to see what had happened to the man since Order 66. Three years had a tendency to change people, often times for the worse.
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Post by Oege on Dec 5, 2009 12:05:21 GMT -7
Oege sensed it as all of the seats in the room became vacant. Bastard Sith. Oege thought as he was sure that's why this man was able to make all of them leave so quickly. Oege tightened his core muscles first, staying extremely alert. Even a wrong flinch and Oege would be ready to fight. But he still did not outwardly flinch, as if he was to seem like an average blind man, he wouldn't have noticed the people leave. The man approached an pulled a chair next to Oege. The bartender spoke something at the man, then people started pouring back in. Not the same average scum that was normally here, no, these were soldiers. Soldiers for the better, a rebellion. Then the man next to him asked him a question. Oege chuckled, simply asking.
"Whats your name, Jedi?"
He signaled the bartender for another Jawa juice. He slammed the whole thing, asking for another. This one he just held onto with his furry, clawed fingers. The drink was cold, but he could barely feel it through his rough skin and his insulated fur. He used force seeing now as he turned his head at the man. He could see his face now, and said.
"It'll cost you if you want my help with this, and more than any of these other guys. But I will make sure the job gets done. Completely."
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Post by Eaon's admin account on Dec 5, 2009 12:18:21 GMT -7
Eaon could tell the Master was getting tense, it wasn't hard. It was as if his entire body and the force around him tightened in an instant preparing for something. Eaon was calm though, for him the Force was like being completely submurged in Bath Water of a perfect temperature. One didn't need to breathe and it was calming, relaxing and unlimited in power and depth.
"Jedi Knight, Eaon Norellia." Eaon spoke up as he watched his men calm down. Even if this man didn't help, Eaon should have had enough to attack the Imperial Inquisition. However a Master would be very good to have on his side. Eaon looked around and placed a rather large stack of Credit Chips on the table.
"20,000 Credits and we attack the Imperial Inquisition in an hour." Eaon spoke calmly. The Master had become a mercenary it would seem and judging by his weapon a bold one. Storm Troopers could have been a problem, but Eaon wasn't really expecting them to be as they were about to bring a rather large arsenal of firepower down on the enemies, and a master to distract the Grand Inquisitor would be very, very helpful.
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Post by Oege on Dec 5, 2009 12:44:19 GMT -7
Still using his force seeing Oege glanced over his shoulder at the soldiers. He looked each one of them up and down. These men may not have been the most experienced and hardened soldiers, but they had morale. This was probably the best thing an army could have. The only drawback is that if they lose today, they might never win. He relaxed his body, believe this Jedi to be of no direct harm. Eaon told Oege his name and rank, and set the large stack of credits on the table. Oege looked at the credits, realizing that the Knight was serious he paid more attention. 20,000 credits. That was a good sum for this kind of a crazy mission. But the Imperial Inquisition? That's another ballpark, so Oege decided to up the anti a little.
"I am going to need to be on your future payroll as well, revealing myself to the Inquisition as a Jedi Master is not exactly gonna make it easy to do business around here anymore. If you can do that, and up this missions price to 20,100 credits, you have got a deal. Oh any why the extra 100? Cuz' i need another drink! Another one bartender!"
He now had 60 minutes to prepare, he didn't need that much time, but he would probably use it to meditate. It had been a long while since he had used the force in an extremely serious manner. As every good athlete knows, you need to stretch before a marathon.
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Post by Eaon's admin account on Dec 5, 2009 12:54:15 GMT -7
"Your job will be simple, distract the Grand Inquisitor, we'll handle the rest. Here's a comm link if you need me to back you up call me, I'll get there." Eaon said as he dropped a Comm on the table and an extra 100 credits. Everyone knew the Inquisition was located in the Old Jedi Ruins, however it was soon going to be time to launch a surprise attack the Empire wouldn't see coming and probably the most daring rescue attempt that had been known to date.
After Eaon left Enen's he was well aware that everyone in the bar who'd been with the Rebels and set off a subtle enough alert that it would look like normal communications on the Imperial Frequencies, however really it was hidden, spoken code that alerted everyone of the attack. Eaon would be personally taking a Medic group and some freedom fighters as well as his biggest gun to the Temple. The goal was simple cause Chaos and confusion while attacking and rescue the captured Master.
(exit)
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Post by Oege on Dec 5, 2009 13:25:04 GMT -7
Oege collected the credits off the table and left the one hundred for the bartender. He also grabbed the comm link and pocketed it. Oege stood and walked towards the door, using Force Seeing as his guide. He made his way outside and heard something. Snap. He could tell it was in the swoop parking area but he didn't know besides that. So he approached the area and once close enough he peered at the area with Seeing. There were a few swoopers trying to pick up his sword. It looked like it was welded to the wall with how much they couldn't move it. Oege walked closer and cleared his throat, purposely alerting them to his presence. They looked at him and all stood, glaring.
"Hey buddy we found this first, get lost before we have to hurt cha!" One of the swoopers said.
"Didn't anyone tell you to not take whats not yours?" Oege said, stepping past the closest one as they were confused. He picked up the sword with ease. They were stunned with more confusion, but before they could pull their weapons, Oege used his force seeing to exact their locations and swung his sword around almost 180 degrees, hitting and catching all three in the chest, slamming them against the wall. This knocked the wind out of them and probably cracked some ribs as they gripped their abdomens, collapsing to the ground. Oege chuckled to himself as he walked off to go meditate, he had a real fight to attend to.
((Force Seeing Used Total: 8/10 C rank))
((Exit))
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