Slaying of Vorenus Viszla

[12:06] Nicci Sularen had been wandering about the Uvena countryside.  The place was a bit too peaceful for her taste.  She preferred large cities with a lot of people, a lot of technology.  However, she was not here for the scenery, and immediately set out to finding the man Mand'alor had demanded she find.  Why a murder like this one would be on Uvena was beyond her, it seemed like he would get greater kicks out of a larger city.  But perhaps it was the remoteness that attracted him.  Who knew?  She soon spotted him, in a clearing near a river.  She did not draw a weapon just yet, but approached him until she was but a few meters away.  "You." she greeted harshly.  She did not bother to address him by his name, he wasn't worth the effort.

[12:13] Vorenus Viszla (hialeah.ruby) would have been watching the Shistevenan village. He stck around these parts because here he could victimize the welps that were protected by the jedi order here. eaklings, they deserved the abuse they got. it was here that Vorenus kidnapped slaves alongside his Alor, though they always targetted homes that he knew would house the most peaceful dwellers. it was easier that way.. less challenge, more women to be stuck in cages. He was quite obviously Death Watch, what with his symbols painted upon him and the like. When the girl called him, he turned around, tilting his head slightly. Why, what a perfect specimen... She would definetley be worth a good deal to slavers, perhaps to even perform manual labor in the camps on Trandosha, "Get lost here, lovely?" he asked. The tone was obviously sinister, and eerily smooth in nature, completely the opposite of what an Ideal Mandalorian was supposed to be, and on the ideal spectrum of a Kyrt'sad.

[12:20] Nicci Sularen's fiery gaze scanned every inch of him, taking note of every weapon, every possible advantage he might have.  His sword was bigger, but that didn't make much difference to her.  Hers was enchanted with Sith magic, and though she did not approve of the nasty little force users. they could sure make a viscous weapon.  She drew the weapon clear of its scabbard, the violent thrumming of the lightning that ripped across the blade immediately heard once the sword was free.  His tone had really been all she needed, but the way he looked at her made hre want to gut him whether or not Mand'alor had commanded it of her, "Oh no, I think I found exactly what I was looking for actually," she responded harshly, almost savagely at this point.

[12:25] Vorenus Viszla (hialeah.ruby) wouldn't react in the face of the the drawn weapon. How amusing... a girl that had some fight in her... there was something about that that aroused the vile warrior about that prospect, "Resistance?" he asked, chuckling heartily at her, "Now, don't make this hard on me.. ner Alor likes his women nice and undamaged." He said before he made a snap reaction, aiming his gauntlet at her center of masse, and launching forth a tranquilizer Dart. he thought this would be easy, just another angry girl that would amount to nothing more than a slave.

[12:34] Nicci Sularen just raised an eyebrow as the dart smacked into her corset.  It penetrated the fabric, but stopped dead in the durasteel that the corset was laced with.  She pulled the thing out, the needle was now bent to nonrecognition.  Rolling her eyes she threw the thing back at him, aiming for his fat head.  "I'm sorry to disappoint you Kyrt'sad, but I am already damaged." she replied.  Not giving him a moment to open his mouth further, she would immediately swing the lethal sith weapon in his direction, more specifically at the bastard's throat, attempting to shut him up forever in one swift stroke.

[12:41] Vorenus Viszla (hialeah.ruby) would be surprised to see that his dart was useless. Kriff, she might present a challenge after all. The Death Watch verd saw the Sword coming, being prominent combat veteran, he knew how to fight with a blade.He ducked and let the sword fly over his head, "Di'kutla Dala!" he snarled, hand going to the huge two-handed berserker sword he always carried with him. He used his momentum to turn himself violently to his left, bringing the large sword in a violent horizontal slash aimed for the middle of her right leg. The Man's power was strong enough that with a perfect hit he could very well sever the leg.

[12:46] Nicci Sularen new the man's sword was big, but it looked even bigger once the thing was actually unleashed.  She, in being smaller and only having a one handed blade, moved much quicker than he, and managed to spin out of harm's way with only a slash ripping open her leather pants.  She did not stop to allow him to rcover from the movement, and immediately brought her sword to bear on one of his arms that held his mighty blade, trying to sever it from the man's body so that he could no longer hold the thing.

[12:52] Vorenus Viszla (hialeah.ruby) would growl as he knew his attack missed, and struggled to regain his momentum, not being able to with his sizeable weapon. He did manage to jerk back slightly to -try- and get out of her way, but her sword smashed down upon his gauntlets, the impact causing him to drop the large blade and stumble backward. he shook his hands violently, in noticeable pain from the impact of the blade against the bracers.It only made him agrier, and his thoughts raced, 'Who in Arasuum's realm is training this one?' he thought. Possessing no real sense of honor, Vorenus immediatley brought his gauntlet to point at the girl again, "Roast, Schutta!" the sinister voice emitted, other hand going to his flamer which was already raised and mashing it. A wave of fire erupted from the man's gauntlet, aiming to try and engulf the girl in gruesome fire. Given the short distance between them, she would need to be quite fast to get out of the way of this dirty maneuver.

[12:58] Nicci Sularen was not fast enough to get out of the way of this, she was too close, and knew it.  Instead she managed to get her sword up to block as much of th blaze as she could.  The magic of the Sith consumed the fire greedily as it licked over the blade, though the rest was deflected downward, causing a searing pain across her chest as her flesh was burned.  Snarling in rage as the pain crawled over her flesh she brought her boot up and attemped a hard kick to his knee, trying to knock him off his feet so the fire would cease.

[13:05] Vorenus Viszla (hialeah.ruby) watched in anger as her magical blade consumed most of the fire. What sorcery was this? where did she get such a weapon? he wanted it, and he would pry it off her corpse. He was satisfied however to see that his fire had seered her lower body, and so he laughed maniacally at the sight, though it was caught short when he was hit in the knee. With a grunt, he fell down on that knee, though his reaction was to extend a gauntlet blade, and try to thrust it directly forward into her thigh. If she managed to get out of the way, Vorenus would be left open for precious seconds.

[13:14] Nicci Sularen did not manage to get out of the way, and the blade thrust into her thigh, inhibited pathetically little by the leather pants she wore.  She did not cry out, in fact she only gave him a sickening grin as the blood poured from her leg.  While the blade was stuck in her thigh, and so too his arm raised since the blade was caught in her flesh, she swiveled the sith war blade in a downward direction.  If he did not move his arm in time, which was unlikely due to it being the same arm that was stuck in her thigh, his arm would be severed at the elbow, where his flesh lie exposed of armor.

[13:24] Vorenus Viszla (hialeah.ruby) wasn't expecting her to react in such a way. She was burned, and now it seemed she relished the sight of her own blood.. such a trait was.. unatural. her looks betrayed her, and for relying on them Vorenus was about to pay the price. He looked up to see the blade about to come down on him, and every alarm possible in his head went off. he would tug violently on the blade to try and yank it out, but alas it wasn't quick enough. the Sith blade brought itself down right on target, and it cut into his arm like butter, splitting the Warrior's muscle fibers and severing the bone like it was nothing more than a piece of hard bread. Blood sprayed from the fresh stub the Ge'verd had made, and Vorenus let out a mighty cry of pain. Stumbling back and landing on his ass, he frantically tried to scutrry back, in the direction of his sword. He was losing a terrible amount of blood at an alarming rate, and he had to find some way, some trick in his arsenal to even the odds. He knew it now. He brought himself over
[13:25] Vorenus Viszla (hialeah.ruby) to the massive sword, and feigned falling onhis side,holding his breath to effectively play dead, creating an inviting opportunity walk up and relish in fake triumph. Even if it didn't work, she would have to come close to finish him off, anyway.

[13:31] Nicci Sularen eyed the fallen Kyrt'sad as he suddenly fell motionless.  She did not come even close to falling for such an idiotic trick, and the very fact that he tried told her he was up to something.  She strafed around him, giving him a wide berth as she maneuvered her body around to the front of where he lie, near his head, and would attempt to use her heavy boot to kick his massive sword beyond his reach.  If this were successful, she would attempt to shove her sword in a downard thrust at the base of his skull, hopefully pinning him to the earth.

[13:39] Vorenus Viszla (hialeah.ruby) would, immediatley after his massive sword got kicked, roll over on hisside, just missing the sword that was intended for him,which would now be driven only into the ground. With his only hand, the warrior would rip his Slug thrower rifle from his mag lock, and rise to one knee, aiming it sloppily due to his other hand missing. His fonger would squeeze back on the trigger, firing a volley of automatic fire at her, almost at point blank. His firing was horribly inaccurate, what with his loss of blood and use of one hand, but with the close proximity, hopefuly some slugs could tear through her at least. this was his last ditch attempt.

[13:45] Nicci Sularen's eyes went wide as she suddenly noticed the rifle in his hands and aimed at her.  She knew she would never be able to tear the sword from the ground in time since she had thrusted so hard, so she dropped to the ground, removing her hand from it entirely, pulling her own blaster from her back before she had even hit.  Luckily for her his reflexes were slow and his aim were horrible, or she would have been riddled with holes by now.  She fired the blaster, until she drained the power in the round completely, aimed right for his head, hoping to explode it into a bloody mess of flesh, brains and gore.

[13:47] Scarlett is drawn towards the noise of the combat, that little sixth sense in the back of her mind mingled with a childs inability to do the smart thing. She keeps low, golden eyes wide as she sneaks closer to the fight, belly pressed to the ground as the two Aliens fought!

[13:53] Vorenus Viszla (hialeah.ruby) snarled as he continued his barrage, cackling in the most sinister way he could, even as she effectively dodged his reckless barrage. The blood he had lost had blinded him with rage, he was so weak, he was unable to react in time for anything. When she fired, the very first shot hit the Kel Dor square in the head, cutting his maniacal laughter short, replacing it with the sound of a 'pop'. The laser seered in through his skull and burned into his inner workings, not exploding his headlike a slug thrower would, but practically melting his brains. The weapon he carried lowered, and fell from his hands... and so the Villainous Death Watch, responsible forthe deaths of dozens of innocents and legitimate Mandalorians, fell back and landed hard on the Uvenan grass, dust ploomed over and around him, remaining nothing more than a lifeless corpse.

[13:56] Scarlett 's hands shoot up to her mouth as the Death watch dies. Too young to know the difference, and too innocent to care who was right or wrong ,she breathes in shock as she wtinesses her first violent death. Shocked and a touch confused, she pushes herself up, to see if she can go help the uh.. very dead Kel Dor..

[14:03] Nicci Sularen lowered the blaster at last.  She had not stopped firing until the power cell was exhausted.  Now that the murderous brute had fallen she exhaled a breath she did not even realize she had been holding.  Her leg was bleeding profusely where he had stabbed her with the wrist blade, so much so the grass surrounding her ran red.  Though she felt the dizzying affects of the loss of so much blood, she pulled her sword out of the grass from which had been stuck and immediately resheathed it.  Then, realizing she could not put any weight on the leg or it would splurge more blood, she crawled over to her knapsack she had dropped, tearing into it's contents for a medical kit and a bottle of Maldovean Burtalle, popping the cork with her teeth and pouring it on the wound immediately, crying out in agony as it hissed and foamed up upon contact.  She, in her pain, did not immediately noticed the torgruta child running over toward them.

[14:06] Nikkat had gotten reports through the Militia of heavy blaster fire near the springs, his saber hilt in his hand as he approached the scene. Noting Scarlett (damnit) he'd pick up the pace, and come sliding to a stop in front of the fallen Kel Dor, looking first to the only one who could probably answer a question right now - the woman who'd apparently put a blaster bolt between his eyes. "The hell is going on!?" Blood everywhere... Glorious. Perfect for a child to witness. He'd come to a stop as the woman began to work on her wounds, giving him time to check the Kel Dor, and confirm that he was very much dead. "Damnit..."

[14:08] Vorenus Viszla (hialeah.ruby) was dead and couldn't contribute anything valuable to the RP, unless one of those crazy biological gases came out randomly and turned him into a Zombie. Imagien that, an undead Death Watch, thats like a double negative... a double negative OF DEATH... he'd shut up now.

[14:11] Arman T'ad (arcenregulus) silently approached the group...he didn't know what was going on, as he and Jem had been talking in the house over yonder for awhile and he'd just donned his armor. He looked at Nicci, then at Scarlett "She probably had a reason....she's not the kind of person to kill a man because he was an innocent bystander."

[14:14] Nicci Sularen was using one of her arms to prop herself up in the grass, so she had to tear the medpac open with her teeth as she wrapped it around to stop the blood.  she did not immediately answer the child, she was more concerned with bleeding out in the grass.  She glared up at Arman for his statement, heaving herself over to the fallen Deathwatch and with all her might turned him over as best she could from her position of lying on the ground. "Kyrt'sad." was all she would say, to both the child and Arman as she continued to work on her wound

[14:18] Arman T'ad (arcenregulus) nods "that would explain killing him." he said and looked at the body, moving up to it and nudging it with his boot "I'd restate that he's dead...but I think the lack of a head makes that quite obvious." he said before looking at Nicci "damn....if Grisbuir wasn't out of contact, I'd ask him to come patch you up..."

[14:20] Nikkat blinked when he heard the word "Kyrt'sad." He'd peer at the Kel Dor's armor for a moment, rolling his body slightly to examine his right pauldron, indeed seeing the Death Mark insignia on his shoulder. "... I see." He'd murmur, looking back to Nicci. "Judging by the name you called him by... Mandalorian, yeah?" Well, considering this guy probably had a criminal record in multiple systems, he really couldn't blame her for shooting him in the head. "Nice shot." He'd murmur, before moving to Scarlett, and placing his hand on her shoulder. "Relax... Keep calm. Remember what you're being taught, Scarlett." He'd say quietly, his hilt still in his other hand. "You should get back to the enclave, in case more of their kind come out of the woodworks. You'll be safe there."

[14:23] Levi Solus crossed the field from the farmhouse, eyebrow lifting. "Arman.. what's going on..? When did you git here?" He briefly laid a hand on the boy's shoulder, before eyeing the corpse. He recognized it vaguely, by the armor. He quieted, when Nik addressed the stranger... falling silent behind the T-visor.

[14:24] Arman T'ad (arcenregulus) points at Nicci "She." he moved his pointing direction to Vor "shot him and it looks like melted off a good portion of his head" he said before pointing back at Nicci "and now she's probably going to need a few bandages."

[14:26] Nicci Sularen smirked at Arman, "I can patch myself up, don't need any help," she grunted.  She gave a respectful nod to the cat-like individual, who she could only assume by the way he was talking to the little girl that he was a Jedi.  This brought a customary scowl to her face, but she made no judgements of him immediately, since Tae had introduced her to the fact that a Force User could actually be worth a damn.  She finished patching up her leg, and tried to stand, she wobbled signifigantly and found she would nearly black out each time she had to put any weight on it, so for now she just kept the weight on the other foot.  She immediately began to strip the fallen Kyrt'sad of his armor, binding it together in a carriable form.  She then took the dead man's sword, throwing it on her back to give as a gift to Mandalore.  Her eyes flitted to the newcomer in black armor, "Who are you?" she asked roughly.

[14:26] Scarlett spins on Nikkat, arms still waving in her panic. They never really stopped, even as she ranted in a high pitched squeak. "Not being taught anything but how to fall asleep! And They cleaned up my drawings and They hate them and people are all mean and hurting each other and  you won't let me see my mom!" She bursts into tears. Violence and death was all to much for her.

[14:29] Levi Solus lifted a brow as he was questioned, but he didn't reply. He didn't want trouble, that much was obvious. "You should git rid of the body.. It's rude to leave trash lyin' around." He had a heavy accent, but it was difficult to place. He blinked in surprised at Scarlett's outburst, glancing at Nik.. "Mebbe y'should take 'er home.. Sounds like she needs a nap." Not to mention.. she really didn't need to see corpses lying around. She was a baby.

[14:30] Arman T'ad (arcenregulus) "if ye want, you can head back to Espa and contact Mand'alor, I can see if I can get the body out of here." he said, addressing Nicci.

[14:32] Nikkat sighs heavily. He was /terrible/ with kids. Especially screeching ones. He'd kneel down, keeping his hands on Scarlett's flailing arms. "I don't know about the situation with your mother... That's something to talk to Master Lawson or Matteo about. But you /have/ been taught more than just how to sleep. You're just overwhelmed. Remember the Code, Scarlett... Calm your emotions, relax.. That man was bad, much like the Sith are.Let's get you back to the enclave... Alright? I'm sure Matteo has some fresh cookies..." It was a Monday, after all. He'd cast a glance back to Nicci. "If you need more medical supplies, head by the government building. They should have some personal medkits there."

[14:36] Scarlett chews her lip. "Teki never finished the code." she sobs. Which was true. It had taken them hours to go over the first two lines. And I dun care if he's mean! That was mean! Your mean!" She yanks her arms free of the older Jedi and runs away, fleeing the scene of the battle in search of cookies and hugs from less lecturey people.

[14:40] Nicci Sularen just shrugged at the newcomer in armor.  It was his business if he wanted to keep his name to himself, she didn't care.  She was too lightheaded to care.  She picked up the armor she had bundled up and flung it over her shoulder.  She smiled a bit at Arman, "Ah, I think Mand'alor wished to depart that loathsome place as soon as possible.  I imagine he is well on his way to Onderon by now.  I will meet him there.  not doubting your abilities or anything kid but are you sure you can move this pile of bantha shit in order to dispose of it?" she asked.  And to Nikkat she nodded, as politely as someone like her could muster, "Ah, I brought my own, but thanks." she replied, raising an eyebrow at the kid as she threw a fit and ran off, "Cute kid, she looks just like you," implying she was in fact belonging to the cat out of jest.

[14:42] Arman T'ad (arcenregulus) nods "I think I could...I mean...you removed the armor, so that's the heaviest part." he chuckled "plus, if nothing else, I'll ask someone for a lightsaber or a knife or something and dismember him, easy enough disposal then, like feeding chum to a shark."

[14:42] Nikkat reaches up to rub at his eyes. "Kriff it... I'll lett Matteo or Owyn talk to her. I am /not/ good with kids..." After all, his childhood was... Rather weird. He'd push himself up to his feet slowly, placing his saber back on his belt... about the time that Nicci made a comment that made his eye twitch. "Not mine. Absolutely, 180%, not mine. Never. EVER. No. Not even." he did, however, have out his datapad, sending a message to her proper "guardian" to deal with her. After all, kind of his responsibility. "If y'don't mind my asking... What clan are you with, Miss?"

[14:45] Levi Solus resisted the urge to visor palm. "You c'n toss him in th' incinerator by th' farm. Smell'a a rottin' corpse might upset the locals." He muttered.

[14:47] Nicci Sularen shrugged.  She didn't care what happened to the piece of shit now that it was a corpse.  She had gotten what she had come here for, and started to head back to the shuttle.  She stopped when the jedi asked her clan. "Ordo," she answered harshly over her shoulder, and started to walk away again.

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[15:07] Scarlett glares at the woman as she leaves hurrying after her with tear stained eyes. She holds out the piece of paper to her with a quiet glare, not wanting it even though she drew it.

[15:09] Nicci Sularen turned around, staring at the child curiously, accepting the piece of paper.  She couldn't help but smile when she saw it.  She looked from it to the child with a bit of a smirk, "You drew this?" she'd ask, despite it being obvious that she had.

[15:10] Scarlett crosses her arms defiantly, not responding as she turns to march off, head held high. She didn't like the killer lady on principle now!

[15:11] Nicci Sularen sighed.  She truly hoped that child was among the Jedi of her own free will, andn ot forced into servitude as she was when she was a child to the Sith.  "Thank you," she said quietly after her as she started to march off.

[15:15] Scarlett was in fact left here without her own comprehension, and though she wanted to be a Jedi, she was having a hard time being banned from her parents. Not that it was a recipe for disaster. "Not welcome." she grumbles as she stomps down to the pub.