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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2018 5:18:45 GMT -8
Entin and Orlov Residence
Helaine is kneeling beside Serrin's body when Lyov's eyes find her, and she smiles triumphantly when she sees him looking at her. "I'm so sorry, my Master, Helaine says insincerely in her childlike, breathy voice while picking up the hilt of her lightfoil. I meant to kill you outright, not merely wound you. Rising to her feet, Helaine glances towards the ruined section of the wall, estimating that while the time before one of the heroes outside arrives on the scene is extremely limited, there is enough time yet for her to do what she came to do. Looking back to Lyov, Helaine ignites her lightfoil and levels it at him as she says, But don't worry, my Master, I will soon fix that."
Lyov coughs, spraying droplets of blood as he slumps back against the sofa, and struggles visibly against the shortness of breath that has begun to sap his strength and to threaten his ability to stay conscious. Opening his mouth to speak, Lyov appears to succumb to another coughing fit, his head lolling down weakly when it has passed.
Helaine, unable to resist the opportunity to prolong Lyov's suffering so that she can gloat a moment longer, walks slowly towards him and then kneels in front on him close enough to deal the final blow with her lightfoil when she has finished playing with him. "What did you want to say, my Master? Do you want to beg for your life? Go on, Helaine teases cruelly while lifting her lightfoil to the level of his neck and holding it out to her side in preparation of beheading him, beg me to spare you."
Not yet as weak as he appeared to be, Lyov lifts his chin and bares his bloody teeth in a savage grimace while he summons the strength and will necessary to lift his left hand and wave it towards him as he telekinetically grips Helaine's dominant hand, entrapping it so that she cannot move it to block his lightfoil when he ignites it and lunges suddenly forward to plunge it into her heart. The shock in Helaine's eyes as the lightfoil pierces through her chest fades quickly as her life fades, and Lyov unignites his lightfoil when she begins to collapse onto her side. Collapsing back against the couch, Lyov feels lighter, as though killing the monster he has changed enough that he can see now that he had a hand in creating has lifted a weight from him. At least, Lyov thinks to himself as his eyelids begin to feel heavier and his breathing becomes more agonized, here at what may be the end, he has at last done one good, untainted thing by sparing the universe from the vile creature he helped grow stronger and more powerful.
Sliding the hilt of his lightfoil away from him, Lyov closes his eyes and mentally prepares to accept whatever comes next, knowing full well that the only mercy he might receive when those outside arrive and see what has transpired will be being allowed to perish from his injuries.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2018 20:28:55 GMT -8
Entin and Orlov Residence - Rear Grounds
Enyo Gabris, using thermal imaging to verify the position of the Luxury Yacht 3000 hidden by the mists below as her LAAT/i soars over the rear grounds of Entin and Orlov's home, having been green-lit to disable or destroy the ship on sight, and once she has its location, sends the information to her laser-beam turret gunners so that they can take the craft out.
UDF 2LT Nalbandian, watching the orange and yellow storm playing within the mists as the Luxury Yacht explodes when the gunship's laser-beam turrets fire upon the craft, reaches up to toggle the LAAT's intercomm, telling his platoon, "Standby by dismount once we touch down. Stay sharp, and don't take any chances. If you see either of the targets, shoot to kill on sight."
The LAAT touches down a moment later, and Nalbandian and his platoon disembark from the gunship. Looking over towards his platoon's medic, Nalbandian says, "Take Wojcik and Baran, check the rear grounds for any survivors."
After deploying small groups to search other areas on the estate's grounds while moving for the areas they are responsible for securing, Nalbandian leads his own team, including the platoon's slicer, for the rear entrance. As the beardless Thisspiasian platoon commander and his team reach the rear doors, their slicer already moving to patch into the home's security systems to disable the shields and blast doors that have been raised, he hears the distinctive sound of a thermal detonator going off from the front of the residence.
Front Entrance
Hearing the rumbling thump of the thermal detonator's blast, UPD SWAT Officer Saral Rhee looks over towards Mace and then nods towards a door leading from the garage where they have just crippled the airspeeders owned by Entin and Orlov as he says, "Looks like that entry point is not shielded," and then signals his two fellow SWAT officers to cover him as he kicks the door in.
Moments later, having reached the main living area of the home and spotting Atlantis entering through the breach in the exterior wall created by the thermal detonator, not far from where Lyov, badly wounded and collapsed against a sofa near the bodies of his apprentice and one of the Jedi that had been sent to assist in the arrest, Saral levels the barrel of his blaster rifle towards Lyov, and then looks from Atlantis to Mace as, thinking of all the deaths that have occurred in the last several minutes, he growls in undisguised anger, "Whoa, is it just me or does he look like he's resisting arrest?" Finger tightening on the trigger, obviously needing only a nod or the hint of approval from either Mace or Atlantis to avenge the deaths of all those that have lain their lives down to bring Lyov and Helaine to justice, Saral waits for either a kill order or an order to stand down.
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Post by Atlantis Vyridian on Jul 18, 2018 11:33:41 GMT -8
Entin and Orlov Residence
While Atlantis knew that he had somewhat reached Lyov with his attempt to communicate with the on Serrin had been dueling, he couldn’t deny there was still something bothering him. That unknown variable. The woman who went by the name of Helaine Orlov. Atlantis felt a light disappearing, and while that caused a sense of urgency within him, in wanting to breach, he knew that he had to get in before it was too late.
Too late it was when he sensed that fading light which caused him to race indoors and see with his own eyes what he felt was true, but still refused to believe. His eyes trained on the Twi’lek Master’s inert body. His eyes not moving away as his despair started to mount. As his anger slowly took a hold of him. Gritting his teeth and knowing he had to control his emotions, Atlantis felt pain, loss, and with everything that he had come to know recently, his pain was only amplified as he looked up the ceiling and yelled loudly. His gaze darkened as he finally looked back down straight at Lyov knowing that the Epicanthix was badly injured, Atlantis could not help but to rush towards the man and grab him by the collar looking at him.
“Is it just now? Tell me! IS IT JUST, NOW?!” Atlantis was yelling returning to Lyov that question that had been asked to him rhetorically previously via telepathy.
He had seen Helaine’s lifeless body, he clearly could see it, and logic in his dictated that she was the cause of all this chaos before them now. “All of this, and for WHAT?!” Unable to stop himself right at this moment as he started to aim a punch on Lyov’s cheek. Whether he was stopped by anyone or whether or not he had landed the punch, Atlantis then used both of his hands to hold Lyov by the collar.
“A long time ago, I was told that death was too easy.” Closing his eyes momentarily and looking back at Lyov as he called upon the Force to help him just a little bit to endure the pain and injuries he was going through. “That the worst punishment was to keep on living and knowing exactly what the person had created, even caused.” Releasing Lyov’s collar, Atlantis stood back up to his full height and looked at the officer who had his blaster trained on Lyov, gesturing him to lower his weapon for now while glancing meaningfully at the Kiffar cousins by his side just to be prepared just in case, nonetheless Atlantis retrieved biometric bracelets from his utility belt and secured them around Lyov’s wrists though those weren’t cuffs, they were just used to dampen the use of the Force by those who had the ability to do so.
Extending his right arm to the side to summon both of Serrin’s lightsabers, Atlantis levitated Lyov’s lightfoil to his hand and looked at him. “Know that now you have a choice, Lyov.” Atlantis’ voice sounded even, just neutral but also emotionless as he kept his eyes trained on Lyov. “You either choose to live, and pay the price publicly, or you take the coward’s road and end your own life, so what’s it going to be?”
Lyov was still a skilled duelist but Atlantis didn’t heal him enough to be so spry and quick in his actions in case the Epicathix chose to attack, currently he also had those bracelets that were created by Intelligence to negate the use of the Force by someone wearing them. Now the ball was in Lyov’s court, and while Atlantis knew that he was robbing revenge to several people, he also knew that he was robbing his own. He nonetheless also knew that revenge wasn’t the correct path and taking someone’s life always took a piece of your soul away no matter if the person before you was the most dangerous criminal ever…
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2018 7:00:28 GMT -8
Entin and Orlov Residence
The injury to his lung leaves Lyov feeling weak, and his shock and difficulty breathing make it difficult to follow all that Atlantis says when he arrives and takes in the scene that greets him. Lyov knows that Atlantis is shouting at him, but his voice sounds muffled, as though he is screaming underwater. A numbness begins to settle over Lyov's mind and limbs as the sound of Atlantis shouting seems to grow more and more faint, and Lyov he finds himself welcoming the prospect of succumbing to unconsciousness. Unconsciousness would spare him from the task of absorbing all that has happened, Lyov had begun to suspect that Helaine had begun to entertain thoughts of betraying him, but he arrogantly thought that he make her see that they did not need to end as so many Darkside masters and apprentices had before them. Lyov thought, foolishly, that he was more to her than her master. All their years together, Lyov thinks as he looks from Atlantis and the justified anger writ on his face to where Helaine lays, and it ends thus, with her dead by his hand after trying to kill him. Struggling to take a ragged breath, Lyov coughs, closing his eyes as though to deny the sight of Helaine's lifeless body and all that he feels is lost to him along with her life. Opening his eyes as Atlantis seizes his collar, Lyov feels sure that he can see in Atlantis's eyes his own impending death. The thought, surprisingly to Lyov, is almost a comforting one, as it would mean not having to deal with the pain he can feel moving beneath the shock that insulates him for now from dealing with the enormity of all that has happened. Dying would mean not having to struggle with the change he has sensed developing within himself. Dying is probably, Lyov can see now, also what he deserves for all that he has done, including all the deaths today that he had a hand in causing.
The crack of the punch to his cheek snaps the present into sharp focus for Lyov, and his eyes then widen in surprise and confusion as Atlantis uses the Force to lessen his injuries. There is little time for Lyov to examine what feeling the Force being used in a way that he has never used it, to heal rather than to weaken or destroy, makes him think and feel, or how it could change his understanding of the Force, as Atlantis speaks to him of death and punishment. Lyov understands even before Atlantis has finished speaking that he had misjudged the man before him, and that he had been mistaken when he believed that he saw his certain death writ in his eyes.
The bracelets feel cold as they are put on his wrists, and the sudden sense of not being able to command the Force as surely as before, of not being as connected to it, is another shock to Lyov even though it is muted by coming on the heels of so many other shocks, and yet he has little time to acclimate himself to the new, unfamiliar feeling. Lyov looks down as he takes hold of the lightfoil hilt that Atlantis has levitated to his hand. The hilt feels heavier to Lyov as he examines it like it is the first or perhaps last time he has done so, as though it is now weighted with the import of the choice he has been given. It is not, Lyov knows, mercy that Atlantis offers. Atlantis made that clear when telling him that the worst punishment would be to live with the knowledge of all he has done, and all he is responsible for in creating Helaine. How much more harsh will that punishment be, Lyov wonders as he grips the lightfoil hilt more firmly in his hand and takes a deep breath, if he can follow through on the change he can sense beginning within him. Can he endure the weight of all he has done and all he is responsible for? Is he strong enough to try to change and to avoid the temptations that will lay in store if decides that he is strong enough to do so? And will he need to learn those answers while imprisoned for his crimes? Would it not be easier to take the easy way out?
Lyov shakes his head after pondering the questions swirling around in his mind for a moment in silence. Taking the easy way is what led him here, Lyov can see now, and he understands too that the easy way is what has left him with so much blood on his hands. Lyov opens his hand and lets the lightfoil hilt fall to the floor, having made his choice.
"I will pay the price," Lyov tells Atlantis in a resolved tone, looking into the man's eyes in the hope that his sincere wish to pay for all he has done, and to strive to atone, will be seen in his gaze.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 22:01:36 GMT -8
Entin and Orlov Residence
UPD SWAT Officer Saral Rhee, disciplined enough to obey Master Vyridian's gestured order to lower his weapon even though he had been hoping to avenge the deaths of his comrades and the Jedi that have been killed in the attempt to arrest Entin and Orlov, reluctantly lowers the barrel of his blaster rifle after moving his index finger to the outside of the trigger guard, taking a step back to let Vyridian take charge of the situation.
Lifting his free hand to his shoulder mic, keeping his eyes on Lyov at all times in case his apparent surrender proves to be false, Saral contacts the UDF platoon commander to inform him that Orlov has been neutralized, with Entin injured and in custody.
Furgan Medical Center
The EMTs that had transported Madieke and Nazani to the medical center after stabilizing the Sector Ranger and sedating the detective rush Madieke into the emergency room, where she is swiftly admitted and taken to an operating room to treat her blaster wounds.
After her operation has been completed, Madieke is submerged in a bacta tank to begin the first stage of her recovery.
Nazani, admitted for observation given that she continues to demonstrate classic signs of being in shock and PTSD, is taken to a private room and sedated further.
23rd Precinct
UPD Commissioner Niyol, performing the necessary family notifications of all of the officers slain in the evening's arrest attempt personally, drops wearily into the chair behind his desk after visiting Nazani, sleeping fitfully in her hospital bed as though whatever demons Entin had summoned forth in her mind haunted her still despite all of the sedatives she had been given. The Kel Dor rubs his forehead with a claw-tipped hand, wanting to begin the paperwork needed to put the evening behind him as much as it will ever be possible to do so, and then sighs before straightening his back and powering his dataterminal on to begin the unsavory work ahead of him.
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Post by Atlantis Vyridian on Aug 17, 2018 1:57:07 GMT -8
Entin and Orlov Residence
Atlantis kept staring at Lyov with a grave expression, for a split moment Atlantis would have been mistaken with his brother in the way he looked at the man before him. The glare, but also the contorted but also also anger that had flashed through his facial expression. Then it ultimately shift to sadness, and just pain once more. Acquiescing Lyov's words with a simple nod of his head Atlantis turned around and looked at the loss they were all facing. The one that resounded the most to him was Serrin losing her life, under supposedly his watch. While Atlantis didn't need to blame himself for that, he still did, for the simple reason that she had come here to help him, and his brother out, to clear their names.
Resting his face on the palm of his hand, Atlantis took a deep breath trying to clear that noise in his head, or at least to try and find an order in his mind. "Get Lyov out of here, treat his injuries, and then question him about his crimes here and coordinate with the police department too." Since those attuned to the Force actually fall into the Mist Order's jurisdiction, his orders were mostly directly to the Councilors he currently was with, as for the rest, he would deal with the outcome of the Jedi side.
"I'll be contacting Corellia about Serrin, and the Jedi Order as a whole..." Atlantis just sounded at this point forward exhausted and also really not looking forward to announcing the loss they had endured. Removing his duster and covering Serrin's body, Atlantis looked at the SWAT officer that was with them. "I know that you also have suffered a loss, and I also know that I have robbed you of that possibility of making things right..." Atlantis frowned taking a deep breath, he knew he could get into this for a long time but he also knew that there was no rhyme or reason to do so now, so he just settled with. "I am sorry, but I couldn't let you do that."
Finally turning to look at Lyov with a darkened expression. "If indeed you were sincere moments ago about paying the price, then the price you shall pay but confessing to everything and also giving up your associates. Whomever those may be." Finally nodding at the Councilors to handle Lyov, Atlantis telekinetically lifted from the ground his fallen comrade to handle in moving her to the Academy. Although he looked at Mace as a thought flashed through his mind. Could you please look in the next room and... He knew he didn't need to go on, he knew that she would understand.
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Aug 29, 2018 1:05:21 GMT -8
Entin and Orlov Residence
While everything seemed to have unfolded in a blink of an eye, could the entire outcome have changed? Mace did not know at all, nor did Ayla. One second, the latter had been assisting Atlantis in battle meditation, the next, they were breaching. . .
Now both cousins were standing here in the wreckage of it all. Mace did not even lift a finger, she felt she had done nothing substantial and even when she perhaps had seemed to lead the remaining SWAT officers previously, it was more the officer in the lead. In the midst of this chaos, Mace retreated, even before Atlantis could have asked her and searched for the fallen Jedi’s body.
Only when the body of Percival was wrapped securely in a cloth that was handed to her by Ayla, Mace came back soon enough, looked at Atlantis, and nodded slightly. “The Academy,” Said Mace as she looked at both Serrin’s and Percival’s lifeless body, not needing to say anything further, at all before looking at Lyov.
“Want one of us to stick around, or you will?” Asked Mace thoughtfully, and although she seemed to show no emotions was just emotionless to the whole thing, deep down inside she knew she was affected by the loss. She only had to think back, and what little time she had shared with Serrin.
Snapping back to the present, she felt a slight shift and looked at her cousin who nodded. “I’ll handle this and put the bodies in a stasis pod until you have a return from Corellia or the Jedi Order.” Ayla took the relay in carefully levitating the body of Percival and looked at Atlantis. “You do what you need to do.”
The rest seemed to pass as a blur as Mace started hearing approaching sirens in the distance, to no doubt collect all of the fallen this evening but to also properly take care of Lyov’s situation, tend to his wounds like Atlantis had ordered and take his deposition back at the precinct, under the watchful eyes of one of the MO Councilors.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2018 2:39:36 GMT -8
Entin and Orlov Residence
UPD SWAT Officer Saral Rhee nods when Atlantis apologizes for the order to holster his weapon rather than use it to end the life of the schutta that is responsible for the deaths of so many of his comrades, and then accompanies the officers and whichever Mist Order Councilors that will be with Entin as his injuries are treated before he is taken to the precinct to have his deposition taken as the Epicanthix is escorted outside to one of the hoverambulances where a paramedic assesses the extent of his injuries.
Though Atlantis had partially healed Entin's wounds, stabilizing his collapsed lung enough that his life was in no immediate danger, fully treating the lighsaber wound to his chest and fully repairing the damage to his lung requires that he be initially brought to the Furgan Medical Center, and so, under guard by UPD offciers and the Mist Order Councilor assigned to the task, Entin is transported to the medcenter. Once at the medcenter, Entin is taken to an OR and put under anesthesia so that his injuries can be repaired. After the surgery is completed, Entin, heavily sedated and with the bracelets hindering his ability to utilize the Force in place, is placed in a bacta tank to, under constant guard by no less than four UPD officers and the Mist Order Councilor placed in charge of the detail, complete the healing process before, once his recovery is complete and the doctor assigned to his case discharges him, being placed into UPD custody so that his deposition can be taken.
Reporters are, initially, denied access to the Entin and Orlov residence, UPD officers sealing the scene until told otherwise by the Mist Order; initial reports on the evenings events limited to what information the UPD and Mist Order release to the press. Speculation and conjecture characterize the early reports in the media, which make the public aware of the fact that several UPD officers were killed in the line of duty while attempting assist Jedi from both the the Mist Order and the Jedi Order, along with the Sector Rangers working with them, to bring the suspects confirmed to have been responsible for the crimes initially attributed to Andros Vyridian into custody.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 2, 2018 7:46:52 GMT -8
The expression Atlantis has on his face when explaining what is to happen next makes it plain to Lyov that he is, and likely will be for some time, on perilously thin ice where the patience of the Jedi is concerned. Nodding after Atlantis has finished speaking rather than risking trying his patience by speaking, Lyov offers no resistance when the SWAT officer escorts him outside and to the paramedics.
As he is taken to the hospital, Lyov focuses on organizing his deposition to keep at bay the uncertainties and concerns he has about what is to become of him. Lyov feels no trepidation about confessing to his crimes, or about giving up those who helped carry them out. The information brokers posing as florists and Doran Healy are nothing to Lyov, and having even a small role in bringing them to justice is likely to be the easiest part of what is sure to be a long path to, if not redemption, at least atonement. Losing his wealth, his status in society and the trappings that came with those things does not concern Lyov greatly either, for as difficult as he knows it will be to adjust to their absence after a life spent acquiring and enjoying them, Lyov never, deep down, truly needed any of it.
The sedation and unconsciousness that come when he arrives at the hospital are merciful, affording Lyov an escape from not only his physical pains, but from his inner turmoil as well.
His memories of floating in the bacta tank, the feeling of being weightless and unhindered and at peace, are something Lyov carries with him when he is taken to the precinct to give his deposition, a refuge in his mind to go to when his worries about what the future will bring become overwhelming, or when his tolerance for the hostility he anticipates will color his interactions with the police and the Jedi becomes taxed. When he has finished writing out a confession to all of the crimes he has committed while on Umgul, including details about the individuals that aided him in carrying them out, Lyov signs it and slides it to the center of the table. Lyov had hoped to feel lighter after his confession, but is disappointed to find that all he feel is tired, possibly because he suspects that he will still be questioned by the police or the Jedi. Lyov's signed confession includes details about the plot he and Helaine concocted and carried out to tarnish Andros Vyridian's reputation, including the murders Helaine and the Clawdite assassin had committed and attempted to incriminate Andros in by impersonating him. Doran Healy, who rose to his position as editor of a major holonews network after Helaine had murdered the previous editor and made it look like a suicide, is named as one of the conspirators who helped Lyov by various means. The deceased SWAT officer who had been in Helaine's pocket is named in the deposition as well, along with the Vilhjalmsson twins who use their floral shop as a cover for their true, illegal business affairs.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2018 3:41:18 GMT -8
23rd Precinct
After reading through Lyov's confession, UPD Commissioner Niyol quickly begins setting in motion the things needed for arrest warrants for Doran Healy and the Vilhjalmsson twins and SWAT teams to carry out the warrants once they have been issued. Healy is apprehended while attempting to flee from Umgul, SWAT officers able to track his airspeeder as he flies for the starport where he finds the UPD SWAT team sent to take him into custody waiting for him.
The Vilhjalmsson twins, and their pet, on the other hand, elude capture, apparently having decided to go on the run sometime after the Jedi had visited their floral shop. The ultimately unfruitful investigation into where the twins might have run results in the arrests of two employees eventually proven to have possessed some knowledge of the true nature of the floral shop's business, and in the seizure of what assets the twins are not able to move to new or untraceable accounts before the UPD learns of them in the course of their investigation. Having gone off the grid, but never leaving Umgul, the twins, in reality HRDs owned by the Felacatian who posed as their pet, are given new identities and faces by the Felacatian, Voshkie Teghtsun, who begins planning a way to resume operation of her business as the UPD searches in vain for the HRDs they believe to have been the actual owners of the floral shop that served as a front for her business for so long.
Niyol, visiting the cell where Lyov, who he once considered to be a friend, had been taken after completing his deposition to await whatever fate the Mist Order has in store for him, looks in on the Epicanthix, his goggles concealing the commingled confusion and disgust in his gaze and asks, Why? Shaking his head, waving the pointless question aside, Niyol straightens up and forces himself to stick to more pressing matters. Do you have any other information on the Vilhjalmsson's that could help track them down? They've vanished into thin air. Recalling that one player in Lyov's plan has yet to be identified, the Kel Dor asks, What about the shooter who took out the Clawdite impersonating Andros? You neglected to identify them in your deposition.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2018 6:01:08 GMT -8
Even were he inclined to answer Niyol's initial question, Lyov is not sure that he could do so. So much time has passed since he first learned of the Darkside, and began to be shaped by it into who he is now, that he is uncertain that he could explain in any meaningful way why it led him to concoct the plot that has led him to the cell in which he now sits. Boredom and the desire to seek out a way to challenge himself, Lyov suspects, would be a part of the answer, for it was that very desire that led to him to Margarid, who provided him with his introduction to the seductive allure of the Darkside, so long ago.
Shaking his head when asked if he knows anything that might help Niyol hunt the Vilhjalmsson twins or the mercenary that killed the shapeshifter who was a part of the plot to incriminate Andros, Lyov says, "I am sorry, but no. Helaine dealt with those details, and I am not sure that even she knew anything that could help you. Lyov has no reason to lie, his personal desire to atone for his crimes including a belief that a part of doing so includes holding nothing back from the authorities, and had included all that he knew in his deposition. Rubbing his stubbled chin with a sigh, Lyov asks, Do you know what happens now? I would like to waive my rights to a trial, if there is a plan to hold one. His guilt is established beyond any trace of doubt, and Lyov sees no need to waste anyone's time or energy on a pointless trial. Best for everyone, Lyov believes, to simply move on to the sentencing. I know it means little, Niyol, Lyov says sincerely after a pause, but I am sorry for . . . everything."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2018 19:44:18 GMT -8
23rd Precinct
Something in Lyov's voice that seems to suggest remorse or something like it, or maybe in his overall appearance of someone that has been shaken to their very foundations by where their actions have led them, makes Niyol inclined to believe the Epicanthix when he says that he knows nothing more than what was included in his deposition, and so he does not press the matter.
Dismissively waving a claw-tipped hand through the air in disgust, too affected by the loss of so many officers and others Lyov and his companion's actions have resulted in, Niyol spits back angrily, You're right, your apologies are worthless. Composing himself as best he can, the Kel Dor explains curtly, I don't even know if you would receive a trial. The Mist Order has jurisdiction over crimes such as yours that were perpetrated by Force users, and they will decide your fate. Until they do, you'll be staying in that cell, Niyol concludes before turning and leaving without another word.
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Post by Payne, Mildhurt, & Strange on May 29, 2019 0:27:46 GMT -8
Starport - Blind Justice - Docking Bay (answering Lily and Delaana)
After casting one last glare in Kassidy's direction, who was busy glaring at Mazikeen for a moment for something she said as she walked by Kassidy, Lindsay then turned her attention to Delaana as the other woman introduced herself saying that she believed they had a certain man in common in their lives. With a somewhat shy smile, Lindsay pushed her glasses to the top of her head while replying. "I...uhm....yes, it's good to meet you as well - and please, Call me Lindsay, or Linds.....either one works really....." She managed to stammer out before being caught a little off guard by Lily's suddenly flicking her on the forehead and asking that question. Once Lindsay realized why Lily had flicked her she arched an eyebrow at both Lily and Kassidy. Of course she should have known that Miss Big Mouth of the Outer Rims would have told their long time friend about what had happened with Blaine.
While Lily continued her flicking of foreheads, hugging, greetings and talking to the others, Lindsay, just shook her head and met Delaana's gaze again with sincerity. "Yes, I do hope we can speak again soon. Perhaps without the Chaos Twins around. They can be a little much when they're together." She spoke in an amused tone, and gestured toward Kassidy and Lily.
Meanwhile, after she was done with her flicking of foreheads, greetings and hugging, Lily was informing them all that "Babygirl" was indisposed at the moment but accommodations had been arranged for them at the Misty Lodge, though she hadn't accounted an extra person but that could be taken care of easily enough. That was when Mazikeen spoke up, with a raised hand, and informed Lily that there would be no need to find her a room because she'd be staying with Stefanie. This was not a question or request. it was more a statement of fact and most likely not up for debate in Mazikeens mind.
"For reals?" Nikky blurted out with an incredulous look toward Mazikeen, then quickly added, "I mean, ohh look a food court over there...and a slushie fountain! Ima just ...yeah....be back in a minute...." Her voice trailed off as she walked the short distance over to the food stands, hoping Mazikeen hadn't taken offense to her words. She wasn't necessarily afraid of the woman, but she didn't want to raise her ire either. She rather liked her limbs in their current positions on her body.
"Well, alright then. I guess that's settled." Was all Stefanie said while gazing upon Mazikeen for a moment, with a questioning gleam in her eyes, before shifting her attention back to Lily and what she was saying about Stefanie and Crystal needing to have a talk, but not right now. Nodding her head silently at Lily, Stefanie adjusted the bag on her shoulder as she and the others began to follow the Umgul AG and Crystal's PA out of the spaceport.
Falling into step beside her childhood friend. "Are you sure you're ready for this, Stef?" Kase asked her in a low tone, with a genuine look of concern in her eyes. They had fallen a few steps behind the others before Stefanie finally gave a small sighing reply. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be....."
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Delaana Wan
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Post by Delaana Wan on May 30, 2019 9:48:27 GMT -8
Starport - Blind Justice docking bay
Entirely focused on Lindsay as she had been talking to her, Lana kept looking at her with a warm smile. Lindsay sounded or perhaps felt nervous to Lana, however not wanting to bring that up or reassure her since Lana figured that it was for an understandable reason that Lindsay felt that way, Lana kept looking at the blonde lawyer with a friendly and warm gaze before saying. "Lindsay, or Linds it is, as long as you call me Delaana or Lana, whichever you prefer." Staying her tongue soon enough when she noticed that Lily had flicked Lindsay's forehead and the others' forehead until Umgul's AG said something about Lindsay dating Lana's brother, and that it was a step up compared to the other one.
Right, that other one, Lana did hear all about it, and also heard what her younger, not by much, brother had done when that certain event occurred. She and Nash did talk after all from time to time when they had a moment to touch base, and see how everything was going. Lana knew that she could always count on her brother like she also knew he could count on her. They were, in a way, each other's secrets keeper. Lana was still looking at the scene unfolding before her with amusement before she glanced back at Lindsay with a knowing smile.
"Nash, and I sometimes talk, he told me about Kassidy," Looking momentarily at the lawyer from Honoghr too, having no intentions to talk ill of her which was why she just smiled fondly, and then Lana also looked at Lily knowingly. "I did tell him about Lily, and we both came with the conclusion that they could be sisters, now you calling them the Chaos Twin does indeed make sense and validate our assumption." Grinning at that memory she had of talking with her brother Lana nodded soon enough and started to walk toward the transport she and Lily had booked to bring everyone at the Misty Lodge.
Arriving at the speeder and looking at Lindsay first and foremost, Lana informed her with a knowing smile. "I have sent a message to Nash informing him that you had arrived here safe and sound." He asked her to keep him apprised on the situation since Lana also knew that in a way ever since that infamous event, Nash grew more protective of Lindsay which Lana completely understood and now that Linds and Nash were officially together, she was happy for her brother. Stepping aside to let everyone in first into the airspeeder Lana gestured for everyone to step inside first.
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Ljiljana Jankovic
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Post by Ljiljana Jankovic on May 31, 2019 16:14:35 GMT -8
Starport
Nodding slowly when the woman unknown to me says that she'll be bunking in Stefanie's room, I perplexedly, and momentarily look at Strange who from the looks of it is as surprised as I am, like the Newbie it seems as well. Okay then ... That still does not tell me who she is ... Must have to do something with Bol- Halting my thoughts in the middle although for the time being I still cannot seem to find it in me to see her as Bodacious, thankfully though I am being distracted with the chatter between the Hapan Bombshell and Sweet Cheeks. Which reminds me!
As we are making our way towards the airspeeder that will take us to the Misty Lodge so that the new arrivals can dump their stuff to their assigned room, I pull out my datapad and start typing quickly a message to Baby Girl.
Pocketing soon enough my datapad after making sure that none of the people I am with has seen what I have typed, we finally make our way towards the Misty Lodge to just dump the lawyers belongings to their room. Throughout the whole trip there, I am occasionally talking to either Spanky or Stefanie, catching them up on certain things, even to Sweet Cheeks who from time to time momentarily interrupted her talks with the Hapan Bombshell. Since it is a fairly quick trip to the Misty Lodge for them to freshen up if necessary and warn whomever they need to warn, we finally make our way to the government building and more precisely to my office ...
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Post by Saoirse Beirne on May 20, 2022 8:51:56 GMT -8
Umgul University Athletic Field
Saoirse does not see so much as sense the opposing bolo-ball team's full-back rushing in from behind and to the left to tackle her, and the burst of speed she puts on to get just enough ahead to avoid the tackle feels natural even though she unconsciously calls on the Force to make her escape. The opposing team's center-back is charging towards her not long after Saoirse eludes their teammate, so she does a deft step over, feinting a pass with the inside of her foot and then, not making contact with the ball, moves her foot around the ball to use the outside of her foot to take the ball in the opposite direction and continue dribbling down the field towards the opposition's goal.
As she is nearing the endline, Saoirse has another of the feelings about what she should do that she puts off to experience, performing a quick flick pass to her teammate just a moment before she is tackled by the opposing team's wing-back. Grunting as she and the wing-back tumble to the pitch in a tangle of limbs, Saoirse grins as she sits up and watches her teammate perform an instep drive to score a goal that wins her team the game. Helping her opponent get back onto her feet, Saoirse gives her teammate a thumbs up. As her team's central midfielder, Saoirse is not jealous that she has only assisted in the winning goal, since it is one of her roles to distribute passes to her attacking teammates.
After showering and changing out of her uniform, Saoirse starts heading back to her dorm room on campus. While her teammates had invited her out to celebrate their team's victory, Saoirse is a bit behind in her information assurance policies class and wants to make sure she keeps her grade up enough to avoid losing her scholarship. Born on Coruscant, Saoirse grew up in the Underlevels, and her family could not afford to send her to university were it not for her scholarship. Having lived on Umgul for two years now, Saoirse is in her Junior year as she pursues a degree in cybersecurity. A tall, tattooed Zabrak with long dark hair and blue eyes, Saoirse sticks out on campus, but has grown used to being one of the relatively few non-humans in her classes.
As she nears her dorm, Saoirse pauses and frowns, feeling briefly like someone is watching her. The feeling passes quickly, and Saoirse forgets it as she continues on towards her dormitory.
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Atlantis Vyridian
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Post by Atlantis Vyridian on May 20, 2022 10:07:42 GMT -8
Umgul University — Around the dorms
Saoirse... please wait. Atlantis touched the Zabrak's mind, hoping that she would stop in her footstep, and hoping also that he could disturb her for a few moments, after all, he had noticed earlier that she had decided not to join her teammates to celebrate their victory.
Atlantis Vyridian, still the current headmaster of Umgul Mist Order Jedi Academy, was still a human being who just enjoyed simple things in life, and today wasn't different. Except here he was today at a bolo-ball game, usually he and cousins would sometimes go at it at the console because it was one of their past time, but lately there had been a certain shifts in his relationships that he nurtured, and still did. Atlantis knew that he still had to handle his duties his while some of his friends, family did what they had to do, either locally or somewhere else.
And just like that, while he wasn't teaching a class at the Academy, Atlantis could be found at different locations in the city. Several locals still remember him as that celebrity back in the day, and were still hoping for him to actually get married with Crystal Kayne. It always got Atlantis to just smile and and leave the whole thing vague, without really giving a straight answer. At least that topic was much better than the other one that also occurred. The conspiracy that his identical twin, the Vice-Governor of Umgul was committing heinous crimes, getting rid of the criminals in cold blood, and the Mist Order kept covering everything.
That was all then, and this was now. Atlantis was glad that now his every moves were no longer scrutinized like it was back then. The Force knew that he didn't need the attention, and he despised it. Somewhat today though, he was glad that the coach of this team had recognized him, not as the Vice-Governor who was always glaring, but at the Headmaster of the Jedi Order in Umgul. Atlantis had walked down from the bleachers to talk to the coach and asked about the Zabrak player, who delivered the assist for the winning goal. Atlantis who preferred not to pry entirely, only got as far as obtaining the name of the person and how she was here, scholarship.
And that was how Atlantis got from a limmie game to being here. He had felt the current of the Force flowing through the player, while it could have been put under the guise of instinct and excessive training, Atlantis just felt it. He was now then wondering if she was even aware of her abilities, he supposed he would have to see. He walked forward into view not to scare her, but just to hopefully settle a friendly rapport, and that he meant no harm whatsoever.
"I didn't mean to startle you, if I did just now, but I wanted to personally congratulate you for winning." Atlantis said genuinely, he was after all a fan of limmie.
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Post by Saoirse Beirne on May 20, 2022 11:41:05 GMT -8
Umgul University - Around the dorms
"Huh?" Huh? Saoirse says aloud as well as, without knowing she does so, telepathically after hearing a voice in her head that, naturally enough, makes her wonder for a moment if she hit her head after that last tackle harder than she thought.
Stopping and looking around, Saoirse laughs at herself when she sees the tall, blonde haired human male approaching her, mistakenly assuming that since she hadn't seen him before, that was why she had the ridiculous notion she had heard him in her head. Her name is spoken often enough over the loudspeakers during bolo-ball games that someone she doesn't know using it when they recognize her doesn't seem odd, especially when he congratulates her on winning the game. Since she spends most of her time practicing, exercising, or studying, and pays most attention to news on the holonet from Coruscant about the First Order's Royal Family, Saoirse doesn't recognize Atlantis as most citizens on Umgul might, assuming he must be a teacher on campus since he seems a bit too old to be a student.
Shifting her limmie ball from under her right arm to her under her left, Saoirse smiles politely and says, "Oh, no, it's okay. I guess I was lost in thought and just didn't notice you at first is all. And, thanks for the congrats. We, you know, always appreciate it when fans enjoy the games. Still under the assumption he is a teacher on campus, and not wanting to seem rude by just walking off even though she isn't sure what else they have to say to one another, Saoirse asks, So, what do you teach?"
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Atlantis Vyridian
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Post by Atlantis Vyridian on May 20, 2022 13:03:43 GMT -8
Umgul University - Around the dorms
Atlantis was not dressed in the traditional Jedi garment, he usually never was, that wasn't him unless it was something important. The last time he was in such attire was when he paid his respect to one of his close friends who had died, and joined the Force fighting for him, and his brother, to exonerate them from the plot against them. Seemed so long ago, and yet it felt like it was only yesterday. Today, Atlantis was just wearing simple clothes, like any other civvies that were watching the game today.
Currently he just had a relaxed expression, and kept it that way even hearing her telephatic transmission that was echoing her vocal question. It seemed to him that she must have not known at all, that might be a little complicated, and he was wondering how he was going to approach that issue. One thing was certain though here, and now, she did not know him, which was a good thing, he hoped?
By the Force, where's the Clown when you need him... Atlantis thought to himself, he even briefly smirked at his thought as he definitely meant Franz, his cousin, who was the one who usually approach people he found to be attuned to the Force. Her question, at least, that was something he could work with, and he smiled warmly and tilted his head slightly on the side.
"I do not teach here, although I was wondering if you were aware of your affinity...?" Atlantis began to ask before closing his mouth and his eyes. Have you ever felt a rush, or ever done anything you couldn't explain, at all? Atlantis asked her telepathically this time as he opened his eyes and looked at her. His own force signature was currently hidden by the lightsaber he was carrying, so usually any Force sensitives wouldn't be able to feel him right away, lest he had a close affinity with that said person.
They were a few in that case who could track him down if necessary, but today wouldn't be one of those days. That subject aside, since after all Atlantis knew her name, but she might not know him at all, Atlantis introduced himself and at the same time he answered her original question.. "My name is Atlantis Vyridian, and I am a Jedi. That is what I teach at the Academy, the Force."
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Post by Saoirse Beirne on May 20, 2022 14:49:15 GMT -8
Umgul University - Around the dorms
Saoirse looks a little confused when the blonde human says he doesn't teach at the university. When he follows that fact up with a seemingly random question about her affinity, Saoirse tilts her head to the side inquisitively, not sure what he is getting at. "My affinity for wha. . ." Saoirse starts to say, but is startled into silence as she hears the man's voice in her head even though she is looking right at him and can see his mouth is definitely not moving. "How are you . . ." she says aloud while also unknowingly telepathically asking, How are you doing that?
Even though her conscious mind can think of nothing she has done that has defied explanation, Saoirse's subconscious mind is prompted by the question to recall a myriad of little things that she has done that, taken individually might be explained by any number of rationalizations, but taken as a whole suggest that something more might be involved, and some of her memories telepathically seep through to Atlantis. Saoirse is not trained, and the memories are jumbled together and flicker by quickly, but Atlantis is probably trained enough to make some sense of the telepathically transmitted memories; memories of the many times she has somehow managed to just see the right path to take down the pitch to avoid the opposing team's defense, or how she can often just tell where her teammates are when she needs to make a pass, or how she often senses when a member of the opposing team is about to try and tackle her or to take possession of the ball from her, and how she can almost always manage to put on just enough additional speed or agility to avoid those things. Her conscious, rational mind has always taken those seemingly little things as natural ability, practice, adrenaline, or just plain luck, which is why Saoirse's response to the question is a simple bewildered, "No, I've never. . . no," as she shakes her head, still confused by the strange turn of events her day has taken, as well as by the telepathic display.
And then Atlantis explains who he is and what he teaches, making Saoirse aware of why he has approached her. Her first instinct is to laugh, which Saoirse does, finding the idea of her being able to use the Force as Atlantis seems to believe preposterous. "Oh wait, Saoirse says, still laughing like she thinks this is all a big misunderstanding that they will clear up and her life will go back to making sense, you don't really think. . . " and then trails off as her conscious mind starts realizing that a Jedi is not likely to make a mistake about someone being able to use the Force. Her rational mind, naturally enough, starts trying to come up with reasons that her conclusion makes no sense, like if she was able to use the Force how come the Imperial Knights on Coruscant never came looking for her, or why has she never moved anything with her mind. What finally tips her over into belief, however is a simple enough thing; as though prompted by what is happening to try and see if she feels any kind of way to connect consciously with the Force, her awareness suddenly expands and she can feel, if only faintly, some kind of energy connecting her and Atlantis. The sensation passes as her surprise breaks her concentration almost immediately, but Saoirse suddenly finds that she cannot rationalize away or deny that Atlantis has just revealed to her that she can use the Force.
Dropping her limmie ball and holding up a hand to keep Atlantis from saying anything else, Saoirse backs away from him with her other hand laced over her stomach. That Saoirse doesn't back away out of fear is evident when she explains, "I'm gonna need a minute," and walks unsteadily over to a bench nearby to sit on it as she tries to process what she has just learned.
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