OOC: Sorry.. a funny thing happened on the way to this rp..
IC:
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I am lost...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
Taking time with the rather gruff wookiee had made Tyscio lose sight of the young Jedi but certain feelings were clouding his "awareness" everytime he moved a certain direction.
He tried to avoid it, hoping to catch sight of Kahn somewhere else but..
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By all the Clans great and small, it's just not to be...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
His rather cheery countenance suddenly hardened as he took stock in the direction of the mental clouds..a void of darkness.
He heard the hairy beast guffaw a bit at his loss of direction, but he supposed it was deserved seeing as he had thrown a pod at him.
Thinking of the pods, the mashed food must be very greasy..especially with the hot sun blazing overhead.
He moved swiftly in the direction that was making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Soon, he came to a structure that he assumed was Kahn's home.
The cloud settled over the residence in his mind and the crashing inside confirmed his suspicions.
The front door was cleaved in two.
Tyscio stopped short of entering as more crashing was heard.
Turning to the approaching Wookiee, he grinned with a mirth not felt.
"It sounds like a friend could use a hand. Shall we take care of this so we can eat a proper meal?"
He started to move around to the side of the home and saw a small window blown out.
The inside seemed to grow quiet which made Tyscio hasten his activity as the Wookiee effortlessly tossed him up toward the window.
He hit a stone outcropping making him bite his tongue.
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Damn beast did that on purpose..<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
He grabbed the ledge and hoisted himself up and through the window...a bathroom of some sort.
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Feels like a Sith.. I just know it! Same darkness... same damn pompous...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
His thoughts turned briefly to Recon Klain and he braced himself.
While the Wookiee was off on his own on his actions, Tyscio picked up the fallen door to the tiny room whose hinges and locking mechanism appeared to have been cut through.
A man had his back to him... he was gloating about something while facing Kahn.
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someone else?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, he did not react to Tyscio.
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Perhaps I am no threat..<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
he smiled grimly.
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Perhaps I am not..<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
Holding the door in front of him with both hands, he charged. The door hit the man's back and Tyscio went down ontop of the door, (which was on top of the dark man).
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Move you fool!<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> his mind shouted at himself.
Tyscio jumped quickly up his eyes taking everything in, from the smashed rooms to Kahn crouched holding a lightsaber(apparently a bit worse for wear).
Noting some weird looking sphere, he ducked instinctively and felt the door under him move.
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I mean't move farther..<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, his mind threw out sarcastically.
"You ok?" he quickly tossed the question in Kahn's direction as he looked down.
