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Post by Master Bondora on Oct 30, 2005 16:54:42 GMT
He reached the street and paused, looking first one way, then another for his prey. Horn Torin and the droid were not in sight. Marcus gritted his teeth. They would not be permitted to slip away! One way or another, he was determined to end this chore. It had already gone on for too long. He sought the dark side once more, bade it illuminate the path his quarry had taken. Then he began to move through the streets of Coruscant, shoving his way through the hapless press of street people. Though his appearance alone was enough to cause most of the hard cases on the street to give him a wide berth, his progress was still too slow. Enough of this! he thought. He unleashed the dark side, using the Force like a battering ramp agasnt those who got in his way!
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Post by Master Bondora on Oct 30, 2005 16:59:46 GMT
He grinned and lengthened his gargantuan stride even further, sailing over the fire blackened husk of a parked landspeeder. His quarry looked back and saw him coming; he could see the fear in the human's face. It was most satisfying to witness.
One more leap, and his quarry would be his...
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 30, 2005 17:03:17 GMT
*Until another biker knocked the prey out of the way...now the speeder if front of him did not belong to the prey but a newcomer...Infared.
He snickered as he looked back at the man, his eyes covered by massive goggles, and his pearlt whites exposed.*
"You goin' after 'im tu?"
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Post by Master Bondora on Oct 30, 2005 17:12:56 GMT
Marcus said nothing and triggered his wrist launchers. The ponderous motor flared and two superheated missile leapt from both of the Bounty hunter's wrist, moving at tremendous speed toward Infared.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 30, 2005 18:52:07 GMT
*The man kicked off the speeder and flipped, so that he was facing Marcus when the missles hit the vehical. Time seemed to slow as he unholstered his blasters and aimed them for his rival bounty hunter.
As the rockets ignited and blew the bike away, Infa began to fire repeadedly sending super-heated plasma sphere after super-heated plasma sphere at his opponenet.*
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Post by Master Bondora on Oct 30, 2005 19:06:51 GMT
The discipline of his Teras Kasi fighting skills, gave him complete control over his body, allowing him to utilize midair acrobatics to dodge the incoming bullets. He gritted his teeth and drew two large blaster pistol as began firing mighty waves of blaster fire upon his nemisis.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 30, 2005 19:12:24 GMT
*By this time the man had set foot on the ground and rolled to the side, keeping sure that the bounty had not escaped...
The man lay on the floor, completely out of it...obviously when Infa had hit him to the side he got knocked unconcious.
As the blaster bolts came for him, he hurled a few spheres into the air, and as the bolts hit them they exploded in a blue haze. This haze was an electircal current that would stay in the place that it was produced creating a quite effective shield.*
"Yea...something I made in my spair time..."
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Post by Master Bondora on Oct 30, 2005 19:23:05 GMT
Marcus fired another rocket, but this time the super-heated missile stroke his quarry at full speed, shattering the very ground he stood upon and completely annihilating his wretched body in mere microseconds.
He gritted his teeth and regarded Infared as he spoke in a baleful tone.
"You're next."
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 30, 2005 19:26:18 GMT
"dats no' very nice..."
*SAid the trasadonian, his wide eyes gleaming behind his goggles. He clanked his hands together and brilliant green blades shot fort. They seemed to be of the same build as a lightsabre except shorter and two on each arm....this man had gagets out the behind.*
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Post by Master Bondora on Oct 30, 2005 19:37:47 GMT
An large cone of blistering flame was immediately released from Marcus's built in flame-thrower. The heat and presure wave vaporized everything in its way and then expanding, reaching hungrily for Infered.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 30, 2005 19:42:29 GMT
*The man looked up at the blazing inferno coming towards him, and grabbed a piece of gum and began chewing it frantically.
As the flames came closer he spit it out at the monstrous man-made diaster and it exploded in a array of chemical foam...*
"Liked dat, din'int cha?"
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