The Rebel Faction

(OOC: Sorry this is directly linked to the Judgement of a path thread:

pub33.ezboard.com/fswalli...=867.topic

Read up and it well make sense.)


Irman Held his ground an Aiki was not quick to take up arms. ONly when he knew the face of a threat would he choose to draw his weapon. The Teepos were the same. They never draw their weapons unless absolutely neccessary. Irman begain to search deeper into this new phenomenon.

The Android ran in front of the Soilders. Puting herself between them and the Anomally. If hey were to shot they would risk hitting her.

He glances at her for but a moment. :: Why would vonta's droid do so? ::

He had his answer from the force in moments his eyes went wide as he realizes just what this was. The Teepo master must have realized it at the same moment for he looked as astonished as a human could be. The two take one more knowing glance at each other. Confirming that they are thinking the same thing.

The soilders were getting ready to fire at this new threat. And they could not have that.

The pair of force masters raise their hands towards the soilders. The Teepo pulls the blaster from Greyys hand with telekinisis. Irman does the same to his Nohgri counter part. The warrior trained Shadow guard bounds forward after his weapon tossing a knife after the blaster as it was pulled through the air. Irman catches it mid air with one hand pulling his Light-bo with the other. The two ends extend to form a bo-staff of solid light. Shade stops in mid stride. He sees Irmans stance is perfect and any move on his part would be pointless.

The Master Teepo trys to pull toryns blaster but uses a Teras Kasi null force bubble to shrug it off. He is about to move to help his comerades when Strike covers the distance between them and has her blaster pointed right between his eyes.

It was all happening too quickely. The group was in chaos with the new threat here and half of them unwary of what it meant.

This left Jaymach standing nearest to the shimmering light.

(OOC: Well if you read the thread then this should make some monocrim of sense. Or at least I thought that it would. ::SHrugs :: )

The light shimmers becoming less flourescent in the process. The shimming lights became ever dimmer until it showed a profile of a bipedal being.

The light faded into itself leaving a person standing in it's absence. The being's back was turned to the commotion that had errupted into the room. It was five foot seven inches wore a trench coat and combat foot ware. Over the coat was strapped a sword sheath and a sheathed blade.

As it turned around it could be told that the beiing was human, a female human. She was dressed in Combat order pants and wore as Jensaara chestplat Cortosis armor. At her sides were two weapons a light saber on one side and a Teepo blaster on the other hip. The coat flaps about her legs as she turns around to see the chaos that she has entered into.

Her face turns to one of staunt surprise. As if she did not expect to end up in this precise place, let along amoung a group that look as if they were ready to go at each other's throats.

The abruptness of the Aing-ti teleportation was something that Vonta would never get used to. She appears in new surroundings. New and yet familiar.

The company is familiar as she materialized she immediatly felt several force signatures several she knew and one she did not. Once the Aiki energies dissipated she looked around expecting to see freindly faces. Only to find that many of her aquantences were set in what seemed to be mortal combat.

They all stood frozen for a moment as vonta appeared. They all drop their guards as what had just happened fully sank in.

Her first greeting came from the unfamiliar force user that was not present in what seemed to be a massive misunderstanding. He was of a species that she was not entirely familiar with. With his four arms she expected him to be a native of one of the Almanian moons. For they had a four armed race native to them. But his face and Jensaarai armor belied that assumtion. Well, she would learn all in good time.

Vonta takes..Jaymach's, yes that was what he said his name was, hand in welcome.

"The honor it would seem is mine my dear Jensaarai." She gave a relieved laugh. After all that she had been through recently if was good to be amoung friends, "It would seem that my dissappearance has had some interesting consequences does it not."

She made this assumtion based on the make up of the her company all of the groups that she was familar with were represented here. She had meant to bring them together at some point but it was quite unexpected to have them come together on their own.

All present were speechless. This was the last thing that any one of them had expected to happen. They all waited for someone to make a move. Greyy was the first one to break the groups trance like state.

"What the hell are you all standing around here for!" He yells at every one. He vaults over the conferance table runs up to vonta opens his hands and engulfs her in a bear hug.

"Ha-ha, vonta you bugger!" He Continues his grip on her as he picks her up and spins her around in his arms before putting her down, "You had your old Drill master worried sick!"

He had an impossibly wide smile on his face. Vonta was smiling just as much hugging him back. "Sorry for the trouble 'sir'."

She states the old title with sarcasm as an inside joke between the two. She pulls him down to her hieghth and gives him a quick kiss on the cheek.

The Teepo master comes up next he kneels before her.

"Ms. Horn," He says with his head bowed low, "The Teepo owe you a dept of honor that we intend to repay. On behalf of all of my bretheran welcome home."

He returns to his feet vonta just moves up to him and offers her hand, "The honor was mine to make in our accuatance in past times."

The two shake hands.

She glances over to the NOhgri shade and Toryn in the back. Shade gives her a small bow that vonta returns. Toryn makes a simple salute.

"Welcome back Ma'am." he releases the salute in military fashion. He is the consumate solder and as such this is a way to honor someone.

Strike approachs.

"I assume that the Saber strike is functioning within normal paramiters Commander." Vonta states as if she was addressing strike on a command bridge.

"All systems are at otimal efficiancy sir. With the exception that our captain has been absent. " She adds slyly.

Vonta gives a small smirk. This is as close as strike came to joking.

"Well then we well have to alleviate that situation soon, won't we?" she answers.

"Yes sir." Strike answers.

Now there is Irman the small being walks up to vonta. "You have grown since we last met."

He talks calmly as a train master should be but a smile still lurks into his features.

"Have I?" Vonta looked her self over, "I did not notice."

"You are a wry one my former student. But now you are no longer the student are you?" the last statment is hypothetical.

"No, I suppose I am not Master." they leave it at that the familiarity between them is palpable to all that see it.

All eyes looked on. Even those that she saw restraint in for concern for her sudden return held a curiosity that spoke volumes to her.

"Well my dear Jensaarai..." She began carefully chosing her words.

"That is a tale that would take time to tell properally. For I have traveled many journys to arrive back home." She moves back towards the curve of the conference table taking off her jedi weapons one by one and setting them aside with care.

"One moment I was fighting a battle againest a sith. Luprocus Darksword, yes, I believe that was his name. He and his master were attempting to destroy otta Gunga on Naboo. One moment I am nearly fatally injured and the next I felt an alien energy enter into my being.

I understand later that this was the energies of the Aing-ti monks. They had teleported me to, what I believe was a ship. It may not have been. The place was organic in nature. More like the vong bio-tech then anything else I have encountered.

There I was judged for my actions. For some reason they feared me and my mission. After an ordeal of the spirit they judged me worthy my reward was to be returned to where I was most needed."

She glances about her loyal friends and allies. A few of the more perceptive amoung the group would notice that she was holding something back from her experience. Something that was personel. So much so that it was not something to be spoken lightly. Those that noticed knew better then to pry though.