Collan, Nightshade, Nill, Nim, Trax: Raid on Horuz

[Niil Spaar]

Niil's head whipped around to gape at Collan, and his face drained of color.  "WHAT the FRAK?"

[Collan]

Collan smiled evilly, "Is that too much for you, old friend?" He sneered at Niil, "You rebels...so gullible."

[GM Craig]

[OOC: I want actions from Trax before I post. As for you guys, everyone hears truth in Collan's words. Up to you how your characters react, but he seems utterly convincing.]

[Trax]

Trax's hands whipped to his blasters but for the moment, he didn't draw.  Hearing Collan speak had brought a nearly uncontrollable rage to the surface and his hands were wrapped around the pistol grips so tightly his knuckles were white.

Oh how he wanted to...no, needed to, fill the man with plasma until his remains were all but unidentifiable.  He could do it, of that he had no doubt.  And had he known for certain that doing so would have meant Nim and Kesh would be safe he would have.  But if he was killed by the troopers in response, there was no way he could help the them.  Blaster fire he could evade, even the force pikes to an extent.  But there were just far too many of them.  His left hand remained on his pistol grip but his right, relaxed and shaking slightly with fury, he placed it on Keshani's shoulder.

"We don't have a choice." he said quietly, both anger and resignation in his voice.  "My promise still holds, I will do everything I can to get you out of here.  And then I'll find a way to kill that bastard."

[OOC: This was a little rushed but I wanted to get something up.]

[GM Craig]

[OOC: Just waiting on Keshani - she's cooking something up.]

[Keshani]

Her heart was pounding, fight or flight response massively kicking in as one after another of the Royal Guard poured into the room. Kesh was looking around fervently trying to find SOMETHING she could use to fight, when two things happened that totally stopped her in her tracks like a dolana in the headlights of an airspeeder.

First, were the words that came out of Chalana's mouth: "We will help no one by dying here. This is not a fight we can win". Her face paled as he raised his hands into the air in a sign of universal surrender.

But Collan's next works were like a pit of fire suddenly flairing up in her belly and quickly extending outward to set all of her blood on fire.

Who the FRAK did he think he was?!! The words he had spoken to her back when they had first met ran back through her mind in a flash; his attempts to calm her and make her feel more at ease. His talk of the right path and not killing....All LIES!!!

Her eyes flashed, and if looks could kill....

But there it was again, that feeling like something was holding her back, muting her fury and preventing her from the full blown rage that she sincerely wanted to build up right now. She wanted to run full-tilt at the frelling bastard, the traitor that he was now proclaiming to be and bleed off some of her anger onto him.

But she couldnt. It was like waiting for a storm to come but it never did.

She stood, seething.

And then she felt a hand on her shoulder and she almost visibly started at the new sensation.

Trax.

"We don't have a choice."

She could hear the anger and resignation in his voice. The resignation was more scary to her and caused the hottly burning anger smoldering her blood to a cold gel.

"My promise still holds. I will do everything I can to get you out of here. And then I'll find a way to kill that bastard"

And suddenly through all the anger and fear there was a tinge of warmth spreading through her, as well. Why did he seem to care so much??

And then suddenly there were tears in her eyes. Not many, but enough to be noticeable, and she slowly shook her head as her hand, still clutching her pistol, moved up to aim the pistol under her chin.

"I'm sorry," she said, and her voice was calm tinged with what sounded like genuine pain and regret.

"I can`t go back. You...can`t understand."

Then, as almost an afterthought as she stood there, her finger resting against the trigger, ready to pull it the moment any of the Imps even looked like they were moving toward her, she added, "It`s not your fault."

<actions: pull trigger if any Imp moves toward her looking to threaten her in any way>

[GM Craig]

As Keshani's pistol rises. The moment it does, several guards move into action, but before they can reach her, the blaster goes off.

Keshani's head flies back, but there is no reek of burning flesh. Instead, blue lightning flashes over her head, and she spasms for a few moments before falling to the deck.

[OOC:

"Uh, guys," she whispered, her eyes totally on the droid and her blaster aimed in front of her,

"I need you to make some noice. Like uh Now."

Action: set blaster to stun and aim at droid

... she never changed it off stun.]

Everyone else is quickly grabbed and bound, though the guards stay a pace or two away from Collan.

The shadowy figure in the black armour steps over to Keshani. The guard checking her over says, "She's alive."

Without another word, the shadowy figure in the dark armour steps up to stand before Collan. He looks him over carefully. He stares into Collan's face for a moment before he speaks, his voice altered by the helmet. The voice is cold, the cadence of the speech slow and menacing.

"I see the resemblance. You have your father's eyes." He pauses.

"Darth Banen will be pleased to see you." Something about his tone sends a chill down Collan's spine.

The figure in the black armour nods at two troopers, who grab Collan's arms and place him in binders.

The black armoured figure calls out. "Secure Commander Daelin, and his apprentice. Bring them to Alpha Confinement. Secure the others in maximum security. Kill them if they give you the slightest trouble." He turns to Collan.

"I shall take you before the Emperor myself."

A thorough search is conducted, and all weapons and power packs are stripped from you. Any resistance is met with instant, merciless force. They definitely treat Trax and Keshani rougher than Ch'lana and Niil. Collan, while thoroughly searched, is treated with more care. It seems his ruse has worked to a certain extent. You are conveyed through the far blast door, and there you part ways. Trax and the unconscious Keshani are taken to the left. Ch'lana and Niil are taken to the right. The black figure, twenty guards, and Collan proceed forward. Each group is in the company of twenty guards.

[to be continued...]

[GM Craig]

As each of you sees the others for the last time, your thoughts are drawn to the two members of the team not currently in binders - Nightshade and Nim Naja.