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I've been chillin' out on a star with my 5 star view

Who: All draftees
What: The space battle commences
When: After 3PM on the 19th to the 23rd
Where: In Space! On the Moon!
Summary: The battle finally begins! First there's asteroids to take down, then we finally arrive!
Rating: SPACE

MORE SPACE

All the details you need are here, so read up on it. This didn't get mentioned before, but you can tag the cultists instead of killing them. Details on this are on a previous draft post. Using the scanners are optional!

There will be a thread for interacting with NPCs, but they may not all go up at once, so keep an eye out for them.

Note: A log for the events in the village will go up on the 21st, in time for the hurricane and droid incursion.

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[Obi-Wan was in the midst of a fight with two cultists, and he seemed to be holding his own rather nicely- defensively matching their blows with parries of his saber and playing them against one another- up until he gets distracted.

Because he's just spotted another one headed straight for the marksman from the mission.]

"Behind you!"

[Before he can see if his warning was heeded, he's forced to give his attention back to the cultists, who are now flanking him. Blast.]

[Warning indeed--that's the problem with not having a backing sniper out here. People can sneak up a little better--especially since, y'know, they swoop down at unfair speeds. He's got enough time to turn before the man grabs him by the collar and carries him up with a grunt toward the top of the dome.]

Fuck-!

[Blast indeed. He's grabbing the other man's arms until his knuckles go white, because the bastard's trying to drop him into a human puddle.

Can't do this much longer, though. He thinks - well, this could be it. Dying in his first draft, just peachy. But at least he helped enough people. At least he did some good. He grits his teeth when one hand is pried off his enemy, and he uses this opportunity to take his combat knife and run it through the guy's stomach.

Taking him out too.

Needless to say, he drops out of the guys grasp like a bag of rocks.]

[Obi-Wan can see the Cultist taking him higher, and guesses at his plan, but the two cultists aren't giving him enough room to ask.

Come on, just wait a moment. Just wait to drop him until I've eliminated one of the-

And then the blasted sniper goes and knifes him himself. Blasted hero complexes will be the death of him. He channels strength into his leg, kicks a cultist hard enough to send it slamming into a wall, then bats aside the other's weapon and manages to decapitate him. His hand is bleeding profusely, but it gives him a moment, and that's all he needs as he stretches out and catches Doyle with the Force.]

Edited 2012-06-21 18:29 (UTC)

[Had he stopped to consider a jedi could hover people in the air, maybe he would've held out longer, but oh well. No time for epiphanies when you're floating in the air surprised that you're not dead yet. He's not even going to question it because right now, there are winged fighters and he's hovering, so he scrambles to pull the pistol from the holster on his thigh and leans his head back to see where the person keeping him alive is.

Aims and fires, and the cultist who had been kicked into a wall is slumping against it stone dead. He returns his aim up again and shoots the man who'd been holding him, a little surprised at his tenacity for life when the knife hadn't done the trick.]

[That cultist was, in fact, surprisingly resilient. If the shot didnt do it, the thrown lightsaber would...

... or it would have, if another cultist hadn't leapt at him and begun a rather vicious assault that leaves Obi-Wan trying his best to parry the flurry of movements.

Sorry, Doyle, he's trying his best to hold you steady as he lowers you toward the ground with his free hand.]

[SHIT SHIT SHIT

He drops a little, rocks, but he's alright and he's still aiming his sights. Once he's finally collapsing to his knees he's firing one, two, three shots at the cultist. Down on ground level and he's stuck with a knife and a pistol. Great.]

[The three shots ring out, and the cultist falls to his knees. Obi-Wan spares all formalities and quickly stabs the cultist's heart. A quick, painless death.]

"Sorry if the landing was a little rough."

I've had rougher landings. [A pause, because he has a chance to regain his breath.] Thanks for the.... uh. Hand?

"You needn't thank me. Consider this the return of a favor- I believe your ranged support has been quite helpful."

[Scanning the area--clear for now--he shrugs with a smile. Dropped several stories doesn't do as much to him as he thought it would. :|a] I'm glad to hear it--anything to help.

The problem is getting back to being the ranged support.

[He checks his clip, and finds it's almost out. He's got other ones in his uniform pocket, at least, though he doubts they'll last much longer down here in the killzone.]

"Well, I could always replace you on your perch. I'm afraid I can't replace your rifle with the Force, however."

[Is this snarky? This might be a wee bit snarky.]

[I am being snarked at by a jedi.

What is my life.]

How about you just do a mass Jedi mind trick on the cultists? Then we can have coffee with 'em instead of fighting.

[What is your life? AWESOME, IS WHAT.]

"Sadly, they appear to be resistant to my attempts at mental manipulation- certainly against a large group, as that tends to diminish the influence."

Edited 2012-07-06 01:37 (UTC)

[okay fine accurate]

Wow, you really tried then?

[I was just joking and everything, man]

"A means of ending the battle with no loss of life on our side or theirs? Of course I tried."

Yeah... so much for that, huh?

They're bloodthirsty, alright. It's only my luck I've fought worse.

"Have you?"

[Oh, don't mind him, he's just going to throw his lightsaber past your head into the neck of an oncoming cultist.

Ah, good, that was easy. The lightsaber returns to his hand and he deactivates it once again.]

"Apologies."

[... Cool.

He adjusts his aim with his pistol and prepares for the offensive.]

Hey, soldier here, y'know. I'm used to this bullshit.

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I've been chillin' out on a star with my 5 star view

22nd, because THIS IS TOO FANTASTIC.

IT'S RAINING SNIPERS, hallelujah

GOD BLESS SMITH AND WESSON?

BUT OF COURSE

Clearly "It's Raining Men" is their song. Especially in relation to a certain doctor /Shot

PFFFT

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