Crystalblade
Part-time Jedi Knight
2736 ABY - Korriban
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"Alright Korda, it's time to drop the shit. The boss is shutting you down." Doran Ternel stepped off the boarding ramp into a red dust. Wind swept through the canyons of Korriban's craggy surface, blowing particles into his face. "I frankly don't give a damn about this site's historical significance." Doran goaded. "My superior backed this little expedition under the pretense that you would uncover ancient laser swords for the syndicate." He spat.
Korda stood, flanked by two of his fellow archeologists, unflinching.
"You underestimate my work, captain." Korda responded quietly. "We have been very busy here, and the result is nearing completion. I only ask for a bit more-"
"No." Doran interrupted. "Your funds are up. Your people can either leave with us, or rot on this dust ball."
"You have always been a fool Doran, but I never thought you could reach such levels of stupidity." Korda's voice suddenly became harsh and loud. It boomed against the barren rock walls around them. "Your ignorance of this planet is your undoing." Doran's face turned the color of the dirt as he glared down Korda.
"How dare you insult me!" He bellowed, stepping within centimeters of Korda's face. "After you waste the boss's cred's and turn up empty!" Korda's face turned smug.
"I didn't turn up empty.. only what I've uncovered.. is not for you." He whispered into Doran's ear. Doran, enraged, tried to push the shorter man back, but instead felt the air rush from his lungs. It was as if someone had punched him in the stomach, except Korda hadn't moved a muscle.
He suddenly felt a force, gripping at his neck. His hands instinctively went to pry it off but there was nothing there.
"What- the hell-" He sputtered as he rose half a meter off the ground, suspended in air. Korda now smiled openly. The guards flanking the shuttle boarding ramp, realizing something was very wrong, unslinged their blaster rifles and began to approach cautiously.
"Fire on me, and everyone dies." Korda hissed at them. The two archeologists on either side of him reached hands into their loose desert protective robes. Glowing red blades ignited, heating the arid air around them.
"Sh-Shoot!" Wailed Doran as he struggled for breath. Before their blasters could discharge, the two sword wielders had plunged their blades into the unfortunate men's torsos, leaving burning holes.
"What-What are you?" Doran squealed as he stared into Korda's dark eyes. It was the last thing he would ever see.
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SO! I'm doing an interest check for a Star Wars roleplay set centuries after the movies take place. In this AU the galaxy has just crawled it's way out of a dark age. All knowledge of Sith and Jedi has faded from memory after a great Force Crusade that ultimately destroyed both Orders. The teachings and practice of the ancient art of the Force is only just resurfacing.
I'll give more details on the back story soon... may the force be with us all.