The bounty hunter had wanted to protest being associated with the resistance, but was ultimately prevented from doing so by the fight beginning. Her immediate reaction to blades crossing was to start moving, circling around the duo and carefully taking shots at the Sith warrior. For all her emotional turmoil, she was - right now - able to concentrate on the task. And being conscious of this, she was thankful. Zuri hoped it would stay this way.
Cyrus smiled softly as his fluffy apprentice entered the room. "Hey Nex, definitely been better but at this point it's just a big inconvenience." He holds up the bandaged remains of his hand. "So guess I'm getting a shiny new replacement. " He nods at the way Nex handles himself upon hearing the news about Zuri. "I'm proud, Nex. That's a very mature response. People come and go from our lives just as water over the falls, I think you're starting to finally get it." @GobMaw_HellSmasha
OOC: Necessary music: View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qzVBqBosf5w Several shots from Zuri emit, and each was reflected by the Dark Sith Lord, reflecting them into Zuri who could evade quite a couple of the shots until one hit her right in the chest and threw her back, but didn't kill her, thanks of her sturdy armor. Jumping back on the feet she had to reload the blaster as the further clashing of fates continued among the red lightsaber swingers. Right, left, from above, from below. Saltos. Jumping, rolling, turning around each others blows, both yet had to start sweating. The sabers clashed and pressed tightly against one another, the opponents being face-to-face, extremely close. "You will die, just like your dead father and his brother before you! You all shall fall, Dathomirian!" He kicked her in the knee and forced her down on a knee. He brought his lightsaber down in a decapitation move, but she pressed the lightsaber against it, struggling to keep him off. Kill him, Masd'zouri'lorsuqh. Kill the Sith Lord. The strange voice once again came to her mind, obviously coming from the lightsaber. I give your friend here strength so you can kill him, seize the opportunity and show the galaxy that one does not need the force to kill a Sith Lord! Show them respect and fear of you! Seize the glory you have been looking for, the biggest bounty of your life. "DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE MY POWWWEEER!" The Zabrak woman roared, pushing the Kel'Dorian back off, engaging him and swinging her blade around to cut him in half, but he blocked it and gave her a headbutt, causing her to stagger. He made a high jump and a salto, trying to bisect her vertically. Weakly she deflected the blow and fell to the ground sideways, ending on her back. An overhead swing of Onii was to end her for once and for all, but again she managed to hold her blade against him, this time however.... She would clearly die if she doesn't repel him soon, slowly millimeter by millimeter he pressed through his own ligthsaber, her own closer to her throat, burning already off the tip of her leather jacket.... Zuri had a clear shot.... Or use one of her grenades to kill both of them and end this non-sense of the force, vengeance and power struggle once and for all...
'I intend to...', Zuri thought in response to the worms wriggling in her brain, now more clear than ever. Wincing at the doubled pain in her chest - as she'd never really benefited from the prescribed painkillers - she grabbed the slim, metallic tube from her belt and began to prime the CryoBan grenade. No, she wanted the Zabrak to survive this. This was a hunt, after all, and the Sith Lord was an acquisition to be captured dead. There was no need for fatalities beyond him. She would not kill both, and hoped that Zabrak were not particularly vulnerable to cold. With a fluid movement, she rolled the CryoBan grenade over to the fighting pair, already slipping the grenade belt from her waist in preparation for the next step - but for now, it remained to be seen if the two would freeze.
"YOU FORSAKEN B-!" Is all the Kel'Dorian could manage to say as he saw the grenade, just before it 'exploded' and completely froze the both of them. Just then the Droids finished off the stormtroopers as the second batch came out of the freight unloader, this time it had been Droidekas (Destroyers) which put their energy shields up and decimated the remaining stormtroopers with their fancy new helmets. The Zabrak also was completely frozen and with that.... The droids turned to Zuri. "You belong to the General." A droid with a yellow painted head stated, pointing his fingers at the Chiss. "That makes you in charge now, until we can unfreeze the General. What are your orders?" The power is yours. Claim it, seize it. Take the droids, found your own army. Take me with you, and I shall guide your road to power, bounty hunter. All the credits in the world you can imagine. More than even the hutts own.
For a moment, she'd thought they would have shot her immediately. And so, the Chiss expelled a pleased sigh, but wasted no time in tying the grenade belt around the Kel'Dor's neck. "You there, the turret droids, with the shields. Cover us. Fire at will at any hostiles. The rest of you, carry the general back to the ship and help her... thaw... nnnnnh..." The influence of the sabre caused a wave of nausea starting from inside her head. She had to force herself to look away, not to stare at it. At this... artifact of considerable power. No, not now. Not yet, she told herself, waiting for the droids to do her bidding before actually priming the thermal detonators - she kept the plasma grenade for herself. After all, it was a rare specimen.
~~ Hospital Cantina ~ few hours later (Evening) ~~ @GobMaw_HellSmasha | @Kalle | @UnluckyFellow | @Vulpas After the group had visited the old man, Serahn, which Kai and Cyrus got known to at his house, had some tea and had the chance to learn more of the Everbloom, as well as make a trip into the city to a florist that the old Cosian did know. He gladly paid for the flowers, as he gets a special discount anyway. After the visit was over and they had talked a bit, the group got a message from Debbie that Cyrus was about to get out of surgery. And so they were there now. Sitting all together on a round table in the hospital's cantina to eat. "I must say, at least you know how to make proper friends. The Cosian, Serahn, he is quite a wise man. And he knows how to make tea, too." Minlan said with a friendly smile, feeling much better, having had been around someone truly cultivated, and someone in his age. "So how is the hand, Cyrus?" OOC: Spoiler Serahn is not with the group, just to clarify - he is at home. ~~ Sith Hunt ~~ "Roger roger." And so the Droids cut the frozen pair out, each in their respective individual beings and started to transport them back into the ship. The Lightsabers were still frozen in the hands of their owners and Zuri could feel the dark aura of the Zabraks woman. At least now that it started to distance itself, the pressure lessened. However, what would Zuri do now? At least the combat was over, even if perhaps a bit.... Too easy?
"Idiots!", shouts the Chiss, "I said bring the general to the ship! Leave the Darth Onii here! I want to blow him to oblivion!"
Cyrus sat back in the cantina chair while enjoying some of their not so good coffee. Oddly enough the drugs that knocked him out for surgery didn't make him feel near as loopy as the painkillers had. A small part of him wondered if maybe it wasn't kept that way so the doctors could have a giggle later with some of the ways their patients acted. He was mostly just getting used to grabbing things and moving each finger individually. When Minlan asked the question, he grabbed his saber hilt very slowly spun it around in his new hand. "Well the doctor was definitely right...I can feel it but it isn't anywhere as good as flesh and bone. Feels kind of dull like one of those deep muscle aches. Weight feels even though, guess it's my own ligaments attached to the metal."
"Roger roger." The one carrying him said and just dropped him in the middle of the ramp, causing the Kel'Dorian to roll down the ramp, landing at the feet of the Chiss. His eyes glowing strongly as he just looked up in his frozen state, gazing her in the face. She could feel the compulsion of anger. To kill him for what he has done. That he killed her New Republican friends. The fact he was the one causing all this havoc, making her leave Kass and NexNip. It was all of this man why she felt all this misery! A blaster shot right to the head, right now would do just the right kind of cold justice.
