Bothans, blasters and Skeang. Oh my

[Skeang]

Skeang witnessed the devastation that had happened when the satellite came down on Bothawui. His ship flew above the city a short distance from where the explosion had occurred.
"Sarvina take the controls I suspect its too dangerous to land."
Sarvina nodded taking control of the ship.
"You know what your about to do is just masochistic Skeang but I won't stop you if you think you have to."
Skeang opened the door to his Headhunter and leaped from it down to the city.
"Bring me back a souvenir... or at least some food. Sarvina yelled as Skeang left the ship.

Skeang impacted the ground hard, reforming as quickly as he could. Skeang's fall from thousands of feet had alerted those around him to the fact that he was there, but the mass panic and fear in the residents of the city allowed him to move through the city streets unhindered. Skeang needed to find his contact who had been spying for the neo-jedi to know who he was after. After several minutes of running he found the place that his contact had set to meet... or what was left of it.
A short Shistavaven approached Skeang and began speaking quickly."Master, the Jedi went into the building where the clan leaders meet, and within minutes there were casualties and a Satellite coming down on the whole place.
"First of all I am not your master. Secondly, did you get a look at him, or smell him? Skeang asked.
He was a Firrerro, for sure. Wore the clothing of a Jedi but I could have sworn the force I sensed was dark. He had red hair as well. Smelled of blood and sweat.
Skeang gritted his teeth, he remembered a dark side Firrerro but he couldn't expect this to be the same guy he had wounded before. "Thanks for the intel, I am going to go after him myself."
The Shistavaven tried to stop him "You can't go out there, you are a known ally of the Jedi and the Bothans believe the jedi just caused all this. The Bothans weren't too fond of us before, you will be attacked in no time if you aren't careful. Let me look around please."
Skeang smiled at the spy "Your a very brave spy but too good of a spy to lose over this. I can handle myself out here. Head back to the camp and make sure none of the others buy into the idea that the Jedi could have committed this atrocity. Thats an order.
The Shistavaven snickered "Wouldn't I only take orders from someone who is my master?"
Skeang gave a piercing stare at the spy "get moving" The Shistavaven spy ran off at a furious pace before Skeang had time to say anything else.
Skeang began searching the area around the outside of the destroyed part of the city, he listened to those around him and tried as hard as he could to sense the force in those around him. Skeang knew he needed to find sith here to clear the Jedi's name. Skeang quietly spoke to himself,"I had to spare him last time we met, lets hope I get a chance to remedy that mistake."

[Ophelia Solaris]

Ophelia’s lip curled in disgust, eyes opening as she stared at the Shistavaven slinking away from the site. She had never seen anything like it; only heard of them, and they were even more ugly in person. Something resonated that this being was not supposed to be here: something linked it to the destruction that she was standing among. So she followed it until they were down a deserted alley, out of eyesight. It turned.

“Why are you following me?”

“From my standpoint, you are in no position to ask me anything.” She took a step forward, tilting her chin upward so she was looking at the Shistavaven down her nose. “What’s a dog like you doing on Bothawui on such an eventful day?”

“That’s no one’s business but my own.”

With a haggard sigh, Ophelia latched onto his gaze, lips pursing. “You could have made this so much easier, but this is as fun a way as anything.”

Using the Force to get into his mind was easy. He was not prepared for such an onslaught, so had no defenses built up. It was not as though she could read his thoughts—it didn’t work that way. But there were pictures from his memory. She eased into his most recent memories, arching a brow as the revolting image of a Gen’Dai flitted through his mind into her own. Yet another questionable creature that she had never had the displeasure of seeing in person.

As she began reaching further back, she noticed that he had begun bearing his claws and an awful, guttural sound was coming from his throat. Of course, he could feel her invasion. So she tapped into his fears. The Shistavaven paused, whimpering for a moment before turning and running head first into one of the buildings beside them. Ophelia concentrated harder, pushing the unspeakable memories of his childhood to the surface.

“If you would only obey like a good pup, we could go our separate ways and live pleasant little lives—and I could try to forget your ugly face.”

He continued to bash his head into the wall, a horrible attempt to remove her from his mind. He howled, turning with a snarl to attack. With a flash of red, his head neatly parted from his body. Ophelia deactivated the lightsaber, attaching it to her belt as she cursed under her breath.

“Good for nothing… I didn’t even get to see what the Jedi looked like.” In a final bout of anger, she threw a hard kick at his carcass and then turned, leaving the alley. Looked like she would meet a Gen’Dai after all.

[Skeang]

Skeang had been searching for several minutes while walking through the city at a quick pace. He suddenly felt a tinge of force power not far from him. Skeang started sprinting in the general direction of the power, unable to pinpoint it exactly. As he got closer he started hearing something, the voice of his spy talking to someone. Skeang could not make out the exact words but he knew that the force power he was sensing couldn't be far from where he heard his comrade. But then suddenly his friend's voice, and the force power subsided slightly. Rage began to flow through Skeang as he doubled his pace in the direction of the remaining power he sensed.

[Ophelia Solaris]

As she turned the corner, Ophelia nearly came face to face with the exact Gen’Dai she was looking for. At least, she assumed it was him. How many could there be on this miserable planet? Let alone, this galaxy? He was worse to look at in person. So much worse.

“You,” she pointed at him, “You have information on this terrorist attack. You will give it to me willingly and now. Don’t waste my time.”

[Skeang]

Skeang saw the body of his spy behind this girl who had began talking to him, but he knew for sure that she was Sith. He repressed his instinct to attack long enough to say.
"I have reason to believe that the sith were behind this, so why don't you tell me. Or better yet explain what prompted you to kill my friend over there?"
Skeang opened his cloak readying himself for whatever she could throw at him.

[Ophelia Solaris]

She released a shrill, cold laugh.

“Sith?! You’re out of your karking mind.” She paused briefly to look coyly over her shoulder at the beheaded Shistavaven as though seeing it for the first time.

“That? He was going to attack me. All I did was ask if he had seen anyone suspicious.” Her lips curved into a smile.

“I wasn’t aware that dogs were Gen’Dai’s best friend.”

[Skeang]

Skeang walked toward the girl, looming over her for a moment.
"If the red haired man parading around as a Jedi wasn't a sith then I haven't a clue who he was sided with. However I take great pleasure in ending siths, especially ones who are willing to trivialize the death of those I work with."
Skeang removed his cloak, his face smiling with the anticipation of combat.
"Ready yourself, killing you before you draw a weapon wouldn't be as much fun as the sith usually are for me."

[Ophelia Solaris]

She arched a slender brow, placing one hand on her hip as she examined the nails of her other hand as though bored. Well, at least she found out one thing about the Jedi terrorist: he’s a red head. It would be just so easy to find him now. “Don’t make me laugh, I’m really not in the mood.” But her eyes glittered maliciously as they flicked up to him, a sickly sweet smile forming at her lips as she concentrated on the Force, driving into the Gen’Dai’s mind.

“Let’s find out what kind of childhood you had. Living as one of the few surviving of your species has got to be a sad, pathetic life.”

[Skeang]

Skeang's mind filled with thoughts. Ones that haddn't surfaced in years, decades, centuries even. He thought of how he haddn't seen one of his own kind since he was found to be force sensitive. Then his mind went to the beatings. The constant merciless beatings that the Sith had done to him, to "test his regeneration". The daily stabbings, and lightning strikes. Skeang remembered the unimaginable pain that made him resent the Sith to begin with. Skeang suddenly realized that these thoughts were not his own however, and unfortunately for whoever this was in front of him these memories made him angry. Angry at the sith, and as far as Skeang knew this was the only sith on Bothawui.

Skeang quickly turned all this anger and pain he was feeling into force power and in one swift motion of reaching for his hammer, he threw that massive amount into his hammer, bringing it down right onto the girl in front of him.

[Ophelia Solaris]

She could feel the anger building up inside of him. He didn’t cry or cower like many of them did, but got very very angry. That was how she knew the attack was coming. She threw herself to the side of the hammer, concentrating this time on that small section of his brain that contained his fear. Ophelia tried to coax the fear out of him to quiet his anger; tried to bring the pain to the surface. Rolling further to the side to put distance between them, she began the complex hand gestures that would allow her to summon an illusion that only the Gen’Dai would be able to see. If completed, he would see his worst fear before him.

[Skeang]

Skeang's hammer left a small crater in the ground, he knew he had missed and tried to seek out his target. But when he looked where the girl should be he saw Sarvina, on the ground, dying. Her throat cut and bleeding out quickly. He stepped back and then saw Lents, and Hurrikaine dying of similar fates. All his comrades dying before him he was taken back. Mind blank but only momentarily, a sudden realization came to him. He didn't smell the blood from any of them, didn't hear there hearts beat. Skeang knew that what he saw was an illusion.
"Illusions will merely buy you time sith... Skeang said, voice lower than even he knew it could get. Skeang then stretched his arm in the direction of the girl trying to grab her. His other arm turned on one of his lightsabers.

[Ophelia Solaris]

Realizing the Gen’Dai was too strong willed for illusions, Ophelia focused on his movements, grabbing her lightsaber as his arm approached her. In an upward motion, she activated the saber and sliced at his arm. Moving toward the direction it had come from, she directed her attention to that tugging at the edge of her mind, drawing on the Force to gauge her opponents movements so she would be able to deflect his hits.

[Skeang]

Skeang saw her saber coming up for his arm. Rather then just letting himself lose a hand he turned on his second lightsaber to parry the strike. Skeang saw the chance to get closer to his target while there blades had met. Then focused his power into his legs, springing forward to close the gap between them. Thrusting his first saber toward the girl's stomach.

[Ophelia Solaris]

He was strong, but pure pride would not let her admit defeat. She focused harder, growing impatient and upset by the Gen’Dai’s perseverant nature. Seeing the second lightsaber, Ophelia used her free hand to thrust out a blast of dark energy; not at her opponent, but at the ground between them, giving her the exertion to throw her away from him. Having overestimated the distance, instead of landing on her feet like she intended, she lost her balance and fell to one knee. Ophelia glowered up at him.

"You dare defy the Empire?"

[Skeang]

Skeang saw the opening on his oppnent, stopping just inches from the girl. Sabers raised above her head, Skeang spoke,
"Do not let this fight shame you, many have tried to kill me before. None have suceeded, there are only survivors. Think you will survive?"
Skeang raised his saber ready to attack.

[Ophelia Solaris]

To Ophelia, running from a fight was not an option. It never was and never would be. Yet, this battle was weighted mightily against her. This thing was virtually indestructible—even she could admit that she was at a disadvantage. As she tucked her shoulder and rolled away from the incoming blade, she thought she could smell something strange. Something burning. Grabbing feverishly at her cascading tresses, she released a strangled yelp, seeing that several inches had been singed off.

“You! You...you, you… Kriffing slab of meat!”

To anyone else, this would have been a trivial matter. In fact, they probably would have been thanking the stars that they were still alive. But beauty was a thing of pride for Ophelia, and pride was the only thing that kept her marginally sane. She stood to her feet, seeming to loom despite her short stature and distance; a darkness had spread over her features.

“I’m going to tear you apart from the inside out! Then I’ll find each and every poor excuse for a being you associate with and slice off their karking faces while showing them their worst nightmares until they bleed to death.”

Dark energy was collecting within her. Yes, she still did not know how to completely harness this energy, but she was furious. Oh, how she was seething with anger and hatred. She focused that power inside the Gen’Dai’s body, beginning to slowly expand it.

[Skeang]

Skeang chuckled as he saw the girl's reaction to her hair,
"Thats a good look for you, how about I take the rest of your head off?"
It was just then that Skeang felt the powerful force centered inside him.
"Well.. thats different... its been a while since a sith held its own against me."
Skeang realized that this was about to hurt pretty badly, so in an impulse decision he forced his arm through the nearest wall. Skeang felt the power expanding quickly and knew that he would have to part with some part of his body in the next few seconds. So in a swift brute motion he pulled his arm back bringing a large Durasteel wall down on both of them. He figured if he was going to get injured he might as well be the one to do it. The wall and some debris came flying at the pair.

[Ophelia Solaris]

Gritting her teeth, Ophelia cut off the energy she had been building up within the Gen’Dai, directing it toward the bone crushing wreckage that was coming her way. The largest hunk of Durasteel aimed for her, the one she would have been surely crushed under, exploded into mere bits. If only she could have done that to the Gen’Dai a moment sooner, this would have been a lot easier. She had a split second to make a decision and opted to tuck into herself and roll into the path of a chunk of wall the size of her head rather than be immediately killed by a much larger piece that would have squished her like an insect.

It was a last minute effort, so it was not the cleanest of recoveries, but it probably saved her life. The Gen’Dai would have been able to survive such an impact, but a human’s physique could not. Not without some serious injuries and she could not afford the time those would cost her. The Durasteel caught her back, luckily not slicing her in half with its jagged edge. She hissed, feeling the scrape, knowing a bruise was soon to follow. Somewhere in the moment, she remembered her lightsaber and began slicing at incoming objects from her kneeling position, splitting them in half so they landed on either side of her.

Where did that Gen’Dai go? He couldn’t be far off...

[Skeang]

The Durasteel hit Skeang hard crushing and slicing his legs right off, the rest of his body was covered by one of the larger pieces that had flown toward him. While his legs reformed Skeang began listening for signs of that girl, he had seen a piece of steel be destroyed and knew that with that kind of power she probably had found a way to survive. He heard the faint sound of breathing, followed by the much more noticeable sound of a lightsaber.

Skeang threw the piece of Durasteel off himself and met eyes with the girl,
"Its been a while since I've had to try this hard. Theres a pair of legs in that ruble somewhere thanks to you.

[Military]

With all the sounds of combat, is wasn't hard for the Bothan guard to find the two surrounded by rubble. Leaning forward they noticed a legless Skeang lying on the ground. The guards all armed themselves and aimed their weapons at the pair.

"Halt! Don't move or we will shoot! By order of the Clan leaders!"

One guard kept his eyes on Skeang long enough, and dropped his weapon. He knew this monstrosity from somewhere.

"Wait. I know him! He's with the Jedi!"

The Bothans then raised their weapons and opened fire.