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| Havoc | Date: Friday, 28 Dec 2012, 12:40 PM | Message # 1 |
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[Smuggler's Port Cantina]
Upon going his own way with Baird, Havoc found himself back upon Nar Shaddaa, the very place which led him into the holding cell of an Imperial transport. However this time around... Havoc would probably find himself back into a holding cell, this time of a former CIS vessel. The message he had sent out to Shiva was used with older equipment; equipment used back during the Clone Wars that the Jedi had managed to come across holding out in the back of a transport ship as it entered the system. The pilot of course, upon the discovery of the Jedi was paid well in advanced; his head smashed into the consoles of his vessel and his droid's chest kicked in and them disassembled and thrown all aboard the ship. Even throughout the years, Havoc still had a quick temper. No one had an answer for it, but yet... was kicked under the rug when it gave advantage but also thrown back into his face when it didn't get anyone far in their goals. But when he thought back about it, surrounded by individuals in the bar that sat next to the port in which he directed to be picked up at, he liked it. Peace and a calm mind only brings people so far in life. It's when you have to think outside of the box that really opens up a person... that is what Master Daga had taught him. But then again, Daga wasn't exactly welcomed with open arms anyways. Havoc always found himself the odd one out when it came to his associations with the other padawans. But looking back now, Havoc couldn't blame them... but he did. Each master had their own way of teachings. Daga's... was un-orthidoxed for a Jedi. What master exposed a brand new padawan to the taint of the Darkside? What master tells the same padawan to embrace everything in which makes the individual feel whole?
Regardless, Havoc eventually earned his title of Knight... but still. He radiated the Darkside; there was nothing else. Sure, Anakin Skywalker made the full trip, and those whom survived knew it. But as for Havoc... well... the Empire took enough from him as was. That was his safeguard from completely going insane. His Clone Troopers turning on him drove him insane to where he cut them all down and then ran for his life... but that wasn't enough to drive him down that path. His place was with the Jedi; the heroes of the old, but the enemies of the new. What good would being a Sith bring? Why take a title for something in which you already somewhat embrace? No good would come of it. And given Havoc and his characteristics, he liked it right where he was.
As he took a drink, at the table all the way in the back overlooking the entire bar... he glanced out the window and simple awaited.
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| Shiva | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 6:17 AM | Message # 2 |
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| Toor entered the bar, sans his usual swagger. He knew who Frank 'Havoc' Bruder was, from his dealings with Shiva before. Having completed his task on Mustafar with the terrorist cell, he'd been redirected to Nar Shaddaa for a pickup. His shuttle awaited on the pad, but after fifteen minutes and no sign of the wayward Jedi, Toor had stormed off to the cantinas to find him. Now, with the third cantina searched, he was on his fourth with some hope that the barve would be in here.
Shiva
The Shadowlord
The Lightbringer
Separatist High Commander (former)
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| Havoc | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 6:22 AM | Message # 3 |
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| "The game is on..." Muttered Havoc as he witnessed individuals entering and leaving the cantina. He grew bored of sitting there, his 5th drink thus far starting to taste like milk at this point. Standing up, his height giving him the advantage to see somewhat over the entire bar, he started to proceed out and make his way towards the cantina. His robes were on; with obvious signs of wear and tears on it. His hood covering his head as he made his way out of the bar. Yet however, as Havoc begun to leave the cantina... his senses came to life. A strange feeling as if he were being searched... "Hmm..." He would say as he turned to look directly back into the cantina, moving his glance from people to people.
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| Shiva | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 6:25 AM | Message # 4 |
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| Toor actually bumped into Havoc as he brushed past. Muttering an apology, he took a few more steps and then paused. A lot of people wore shoddy, tattered robes, but the man he'd just bumped... well, Jedi robes were unmistakable. Turning around, he did his best to push past a few people so he might get a better look at the robed man's face. "Of all the places to find one blasted person," Toor growled, "Everyone has to pick a Force-damned cantina."
Shiva
The Shadowlord
The Lightbringer
Separatist High Commander (former)
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| Havoc | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 6:29 AM | Message # 5 |
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| "I wish I could broadcast my location..." Havoc said lowering his head a little, not to be confused with a bow. "Yet you'll have to forgive me if I don't exactly play easy to get... plus I've been on this planet for at least a few days..." He'd shoot back before side-stepping, giving Toor the indication to take charge and lead Havoc to his ship. "I mean... I know CIS ships were know to be slow." The Jedi would smirk as he commented.
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| Shiva | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 6:34 AM | Message # 6 |
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| With the confirmation in the man's words that this was indeed, Havoc the Jedi, Toor made his way quickly from the cantina. "I was redirected after the completion of my current mission," Toor stated curtly. "My shuttle is more than adequate for this job. Furthermore, it's a well-armed shuttle, if slightly dated." When they did board the shuttle, the quartet of 'slumbering' B2 droids were still in the hold, leaving Havoc and Toor as the only sentients. "Make yourself comfortable. It's going to be a bit of a trip."
Shiva
The Shadowlord
The Lightbringer
Separatist High Commander (former)
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| Havoc | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 6:40 AM | Message # 7 |
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| Boarding the shuttle, Havoc sighed a little bit. "Dated is right..." He'd comment to himself literally afraid to touch anything for fear of it suddenly breaking. Popping a squat in the co-pilot's chair, Havoc would take the liberty of leaning back and kicking his feet up on the consoles. "So tell me, what's my old friend Shiva up to anyways?" He would say as he adjusted him a bit to get into a decent position. Eventually, the Jedi would probably fall asleep if it was indeed a long trip. "And do tell me who you are? So I know who the send the Holiday card to when the time is right." While Havoc played the role of him being relaxed, deep inside he was very on edge. The Force constantly around him, whispering to him what dangers lurked, if any.
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| Shiva | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 6:45 AM | Message # 8 |
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| "The Shadowlord is up to his usual pursuits... which means I am not privy to them." As the T-2c shuttle broke atmosphere and then jumped to hyperspace, Toor relaxed. "My name is Toor, and I do independent work for Commander Shiva. We'll be rendezvousing in deep-space for security reasons. It'll be an hour or two before we get there so if you want to sleep, you're more than welcome to do so."
Shiva
The Shadowlord
The Lightbringer
Separatist High Commander (former)
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| Havoc | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 6:48 AM | Message # 9 |
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| "Alright Toor... tell you what. This ship looks like it could use some work. Why don't you let me mess around with it for a while?" He grinned. "Or if you have any droids that could use some repairs... point me in the direction."
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| Shiva | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 6:57 AM | Message # 10 |
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| Firmly declining Havoc's offer, Toor completed the trip in silence, speaking only when they docked briefly with the Divine Shadow, which jumped to hyperspace directly afterwards. Shiva's vessel was in remarkably good shape, bustling with a number of human and alien mercenaries, as well as droids. To Havoc, though, the underlying feel of dark side energy would be almost palpable, though none of the other denizens of the ship noticed it.
"Commander Shiva awaits you in his personal quarters." Toor began heading that way as an escort, stopping outside the doors and motioning for Havoc to enter.
Shiva
The Shadowlord
The Lightbringer
Separatist High Commander (former)
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| Havoc | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 7:08 AM | Message # 11 |
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| And there it was; the feeling that Havoc felt during his first time inside the cave with Daga; the taint of the Darkside around. As Havoc rose to full height, he hesitated a little. In this day in age, you couldn't help but be surrounded by it. But when you directly face it... it kind of takes the breath out of your lungs. Toor would notice that as soon as Havoc stepped into the Divine Shadow, it was if the Jedi had seen a ghost. During the Clone Wars, Havoc was set foot on board a vessel such as this... only to be almost thrown out of the airlock. With each step Havoc took, it was if his memory was re-living the event back in his mind. Then, he was here as an enemy of the CIS... now, he was here as an ally. The mercs didn't bother the Jedi much; he could easily overtake them without a lightsaber. The battle droids however, made the Jedi very on edge. These were the ultimate enemy; with no feelings or no compromise... just the programing of death and destruction. It would seem like an eternity to Toor as Havoc made his way to him. But finally he made it, and entered the doors.
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| Shiva | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 7:12 AM | Message # 12 |
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| As Havoc entered the dimly-lit room, he would be aware of Shiva himself, dressed in his darkened cape with his face hidden. Shiva himself was Force-sensitive and capable of utilizing at times certain aspects of the Force, but the dark feeling did not come from him. "Havoc," Shiva stated in greeting, "It's a pleasure to welcome you aboard my home. Of course, as always, to be a thorn in the side of the Empire, I will do my best to see that you are outfitted with a new lightsaber, or at least something that can be utilized as the same."
Shiva
The Shadowlord
The Lightbringer
Separatist High Commander (former)
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| Havoc | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 7:29 AM | Message # 13 |
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| "Shiva..." Havoc muttered, looking directly at the man, removing his hood... exposing his head. "It's nice to finally meet you in person, rather then talking to a holo-image of you." The Jedi would stand tall and cross his arms. "I appreciate it, however all I need are some pieces of scrap metals... I have the crystals." Within his robes, Havoc's hands would retreat and open up a pouch on his belt, revealing a small case with crystals. "I gathered them on Dantooine after I lost my other one..." Repeating the motion, the case would go back into the pouch. "I need you to be bigger then a thorn, Shiva... I need you to be that in which causes the Empire to lose chunks..."
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| Shiva | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 7:38 AM | Message # 14 |
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| The question did always remain, was this Shiva or one of the eleven surviving body doubles for the man who acted in his stead at times? One was certainly dead in an underground city. Another had gone missing on Dantooine. Still, with this one emanating Force-sensitivity, it was quite possible it was the real Shiva. "There's not a lot here, Havoc," Shiva said rather sharply. "The Red Mynocks are the most loyal pirate gang still in my employ. They drove off two Star Destroyers and made a name for me at Alurion. Still, the Empire outguns and out-mans me these days. What you need is to find a larger part of something that I can join. Three ships will not turn the Empire... and if you must know, it's not entirely my choice anymore."
Sinking heavily into a nearby chair, Shiva shook his head. "At least that's how I feel. Things have changed since I worked with the Libs. They are gone now, so I hear." The dark feeling Havoc may well be sensing would be increasing now, growing more maleficent with each passing moment.
Shiva
The Shadowlord
The Lightbringer
Separatist High Commander (former)
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| Havoc | Date: Saturday, 29 Dec 2012, 7:45 AM | Message # 15 |
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| "Like any of us have a choice anymore, Shiva!" Havoc grew angry. The darkside fed his emotion. "I went from fighting your battle droids to slaughting my detachment of ARCs! I watched as my family was executed like dogs back home on Dantooine, thanks to Stormtroopers! Stop acting so weak!" The Jedi's voice boomed loudly. "You want a group, we'll find you a group. The Libs... they aren't useful to anyone anymore then. I get it, we were all pawns to this point... but today, we take back the board!" No doubt Havoc could feel the darkside energy; he craved it and wanted more and more of it... but as Shiva could sense... there was still the feeling of peace and justice; the light radiating from Havoc as well as him embracing that around him. "I'll take whatever you can spare, Shiva... though I'd suggest your pirates start scouting systems for targets to hit... no doubt the Clone Wars left certain systems still attempting to recover to this day..."
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