OOC: Can't talk with Wookiee hands around my neck.. gack! :P



IC:


Tyscio had been diligently following Kahn, mashing his small pouch of greasy pods into a rather slick paste, the formation of a plan coming to his mind.

He knew that the Wookiee would be following but he didn't count on the big hairy ape to reach him THAT quickly.

Before he could grin at the presence felt, he was lifted up and his throat was clasped in the vice grip of two paws.

The beast was hurling Wookiee insults at him or something. All Tyscio heard was growls and barks of a mad Wookiee over something really small.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Glad I didn't smack him with the butt end of a Coruscant wine bottle... damn things must weight a ton.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Tyscio, of course, went limp swaying with the throttling. He knew to resist would mean more pressure...and that was a set of circumstances Tyscio couldn't afford just yet.


He felt confusion, but not so much from the Wookiee as from the Jedi he had been trailing.

When the young man had first expressed his doubt and uncertainty about his future, Tyscio knew that eventually the Jedi would need to make some hard decisions before his quest was over.

That was the measure of a man. The ability to confront the hard decisions and not flinch or get seduced into the easy way...

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ..as Sith were prone to do..<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, his mind ironically thought to the drunk earlier.


Kahn must had said something to the Wookiee from the mind as he noted the hairy guy's eyes look up.

The hands tightened on Tyscio's throat...and he gasped.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Threatening the Wookiee is not a smart thing.. whether able to do so or not.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

..But he had heard about Wookiees.. learned something about their culture.. not so much the death indebtedness but something else that intrigued the Caprician so much that he was tempted to go to a bit of an extreme to test his theory.


His neck was perspirating in the Tatooine sun and he when the Wookiee shifted his grip, Tyscio slipped free.

Before the hairy thing could react, Tyscio took a step back and gestured that he would not fight.

Putting a hand on his throat, he grinned slightly. "I think that was more than just unhappiness over my 'breakfast hobby'. You seemed like you're having a bad day, and in a place such as that, it could only get worse friend. I saw your peril and took quick, decisive if not greasy action."

As the Wookiee looked confused at Tyscio (perhaps thinking the man touched in the head), the Caprician grew serious.

"My friend," gesturing over the hill toward Kahn, "seems to be on the path to get into some trouble with a drunk killer and possible Sith. I say possible because drunks talk alot.

I have faced a Sith Master in my time and it nearly killed me. So I figured if I was going to aid my Jedi friend, I'd need the best...and you, my friend, were the best in that cantina."

He started to turn toward the hill to go after Kahn. "I can promise you better meat, once this is over, than that alien leg you were eating earlier. You must have bad indegestion.

So come on.

Why pass up an oppurtunity to come to the aid of a Jedi, who will be indebted to you for your help anyway and an opportunity to see me get stomped by a Sith?"

He flashed a grin, "With a deal like that, how can you refuse?"

OOC: Stop calling me 'beast', 'ape', and 'thing', you Wookiee hater! :b



Azak looked from Tyscio's intended destination, to Tyscio, and then back over his shoulder in the direction from which they had all come.

Why should he listen to, and even accept, this man's obviously 'on the fly' story, and furthermore, go with him into certain danger!?

Azak had already gone through and triumphed in his rites of passage long ago(in human years). Yet he was compelled to follow.

With a heartfelt groan the Wookiee slid his bowcaster off of his shoulder, and clutching it in both hands rumbled assent to the human whom five seconds ago he had been intent on throttling the life out of.

Well, not really. The common Wookiee was hardly a vicious killer, but Azak <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> had<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> been intent on getting his point across, at least.

Taking into account other things, it was almost as if something else had somehow told him he had to follow this man.

No, that was absurd. Azak shook his head as if to clear it.

The man started off on his path again. And Azak followed, though this time with a different intent in mind...

OOC: Waiting for Hanna to post and bringing this TTT.

OOC: Been busy, sorry.

IC: Hanna had heard Kahn's message through the force, though as hard as she had tried, she could not reply back to him, too distracted as the Sith seemed to appraoch her, seeking her out.

Hanna's eyes went wide as her breath began to be cut short. While in the bathroom she had had some time ot look around, taking note of details. She remember seeing a hair drying tool sitting just in the middle of the counter, near the sink. It was just behind Malice, he probably had not yet taken notice yet of the tool. She kept her eyes on Malice so as not to make herself look suspicious as she worked. She had practiced levitation, it was probably the only force ability she knew thus far.

Only problem was, she did not exactly know how to move anything forward or backward, just to lift trhings into the air. She spent less time worrying about the lack of oxygen she was getting and more time on that piece of equipment.

She watched as the tool lifted into the air, though with some difficulty. She pressed her teeth firmly together, though she remembered Malice was watching her and so her face relaxed. The drying tool was in her sights now and she had not much time.


She had the dryer at what looked like head level and so she sent the tool zooming forward. She let out a scream as the tool hit the Sith's head with a thud and the hold upon her throat was released. Malice fell to the floor, his head hitting the floor with another thud, his body going limp. He appeared to be knocked out cold for the time being, though for how long, Hanna had no clue.

She did not want to take the risk of finding out either. She darted away from the Sith's body, rushing out of the room. Fear still evident in her expression which could also be seen by her trembling body as she ran out of the bathroom and into Kahn's bedroom, colliding with the Jedi Knight just as he entered his own bedroom.

Though Hanna had not meant to, as if on some sort of impulse, she reached out to Kahn, wrapping her arms around his waist in an embrace. Perhaps it was her fear that she had still not managed to be rid herself of as a Jedi or the feeling of feeling safe near Kahn that made her reach out for Kahn. She did not know, but she really did not think about it either. She was glad to have him near though even as she held onto him for comfort, she felt that he was not the only one around. Someone else was here, not just one someone, but two someones....

OOC: It's fine. :)

IC:

The Jedi Knight had felt immidiately through his Force connection with Hanna when Malice reached her. He had felt her fear, felt the oxygen cut off from her. At that point he had concentrated solely on reaching her before it was too late. Then, out of nowhere, someone collided with him. When that someone immidiately embraced him around the waist, he realized it was Hanna. For Kahn, it was instinctive for him to wrap his arms around Hanna as well and pull her close, protecting her and comforting her. This was the woman he loved, even if she did not feel the same way for him. For a few moments they stood like that, holding each other. Then the Jedi Knight remembered Malice. He spoke softly to Hanna, carefully watching the door to the bathroom in case the Sith woke up.

"Hanna....I thought I wouldn't make it in time...."

He wasn't sure he could get the words out. Wasn't sure if he could explain how he didn't know what he would do with his life if he ever lost her. A voice cursing in the bathroom made completing his words unimportant. It seemed the Sith had woken up.

As Malice stood up he rubbed the side of his head that had gotten hit on the floor. A little blood smeared across his fingertips.

*Damn that woman......when i get my hands on her i'll....*

His words were cut off when he felt through the force that Kahn was very close now. Walking into the doorway he grinned as he saw Kahn embracing the woman.

*Ahhh Kahn....i was wondering when you'd get here. It's a shame you didn't arrive a few minutes later*

Both sides of his head was throbbing with pain, but that pain and anger just flowed through his body, fueling his dark energies. The darkside continued to flow from his body, increasing as his anger rose.

*Now i not only get to kill her.....but i fianlly get to kill you. Two jedi in oneday, what could get better then that*

A noise was heard, or maybe more of a shout as Kahn's friend had just entered the house followed by the wookiee.

*Well now, four on one....i guess i better get down to business then*

The dark energy that Malice had been building up since he first entered the house was being concentrated and drawn on. A black aura was seen covering the sith's body. It soon turned into a black sphere of pure evl energy, with Malice safe in the middle. He was now undergoing his metamorphosis into his true darkest form. When that was done he would make quick work of these fools.

Kahn recognized immidiately what Malice was doing, having seen it worked before. He let go of Hanna and stepped in front of her, his saber out and activated in a split-second. He knew that, in the worst case of events, his body would act as a shield for anything the Sith could hope to harm Hanna with. However, the Jedi was hoping he'd be able to deflect the attacks better than that. Without taking his eyes off Malice, he spoke to Hanna.

"Hanna, you have to get out of the house. Go to somewhere safe and stay there, I'll take care of this Sith."

He ignored Malice's words, deciding not to dignify them with a response. Normally, Jedi did not attack first. However, Kahn could sense that if he waited for Malice to make the first move, it wouldn't turn out well. And so, the Jedi summoned the Light Side to him and shoved out with the Force at the Sith, in a strong Force Push. At the same time he advanced, slashing at Malice's stomach.

The sphere of dark energy that incased Malice took the brunt of the force push, making Malice move back slightly.

*Ha, you stupid fool. Don't you know that you cannot beat me Kahn, you don't have it in you. Your weak, You love and for that you shall always be weak*

As Kahn ran forward with a slash aiming for the sith's stomach, Malice concentrated on some of the sphere's energy. A bolt of lightning shot out hitting Kahn in the chest and knocking him backwards falling onto the bed. The sphere soon began to shrink, the energies being sucked into the sith's body.

*It is time jedi, now you shall face true darkness, and you shall die*

The sphere completely dissapeared being abosrbed by Malice. His body soon began to glow a black color. The human form of Malice began to twist and grow, becoming bigger and more muscular. His hands and feet grew massive, sporting deadly long sharp claws. His teethalso grew, becoming longer and sharper then a dagger. His skin turned blue and became as hrd as armor. A pair of wings and a tail sprang out of his back, finishing the demon's fiercesom look. Standing just out of the bathroom doorway, the demon towered over the humans, standing at an astonishing 9 ft tall. His head almost touching the roof.

*Now prepare to die*

The demon sith knight slowly walked forward, his body pulsating with dark energies. Absorbing that black sphere would allow him to stay in his demon form for a much longer time. His bod soon lit up with sparks of lightning. His dark blue souless eyes gazed at Kahn with the most deadly of intentions.

*This is it Kahn, now is the time to find out if you have what it takes to finish me off. For if you waver in your feelings and hesitate, i will have no problem in killing you. You turned your back on me and for that you shall never be forgiven. You broke our promise of staying friends within the dark,now.....i shall kill you and everyone you ever cared about*

Malice lifted his left hand. A ball of lightning soon began to form.

The sphere of dark energy that incased Malice took the brunt of the force push, making Malice move back slightly.

*Ha, you stupid fool. Don't you know that you cannot beat me Kahn, you don't have it in you. Your weak, You love and for that you shall always be weak*

As Kahn ran forward with a slash aiming for the sith's stomach, Malice concentrated on some of the sphere's energy. A bolt of lightning shot out hitting Kahn in the chest and knocking him backwards falling onto the bed. The sphere soon began to shrink, the energies being sucked into the sith's body.

*It is time jedi, now you shall face true darkness, and you shall die*

The sphere completely dissapeared being abosrbed by Malice. His body soon began to glow a black color. The human form of Malice began to twist and grow, becoming bigger and more muscular. His hands and feet grew massive, sporting deadly long sharp claws. His teethalso grew, becoming longer and sharper then a dagger. His skin turned blue and became as hrd as armor. A pair of wings and a tail sprang out of his back, finishing the demon's fiercesom look. Standing just out of the bathroom doorway, the demon towered over the humans, standing at an astonishing 9 ft tall. His head almost touching the roof.

*Now prepare to die*

The demon sith knight slowly walked forward, his body pulsating with dark energies. Absorbing that black sphere would allow him to stay in his demon form for a much longer time. His bod soon lit up with sparks of lightning. His dark blue souless eyes gazed at Kahn with the most deadly of intentions.

*This is it Kahn, now is the time to find out if you have what it takes to finish me off. For if you waver in your feelings and hesitate, i will have no problem in killing you. You turned your back on me and for that you shall never be forgiven. You broke our promise of staying friends within the dark,now.....i shall kill you and everyone you ever cared about*

Malice lifted his left hand. A ball of lightning soon began to form.

Kahn got up quickly after the lightning hit him, although it hurt the Jedi. While Malice made his speech, the Knight had been carefully using a small amount of his strength to help heal the burns that the lightning had caused. When he spoke, his voice was hard as steel, something that could have been mistaken for anger. However, it was not anger but determindation that the Sith would never harm Hanna that was behind Kahn's words.

"You will never hurt Hanna. Never."

With that, he reached out with the Force once again, using Force Pull to yank the Sith forward. Knowing Malice could still throw the lightning at him, Kahn rolled to the left side as the Sith was forced to move forward some. He stood up immidiately, and aimed a blow with his lightsaber at Malice's unprotected back.