|
Post by Force_Flow on Mar 11, 2007 20:25:43 GMT -4
Aayla knew from experience that an ARC Trooper's helm could be controlled with a series of short blinks. She also knew that, with those blinks, they could cycle through many modes… including infra-red.
The Flash-Bang erupted, and for a moment, she was blinded. She closed her eyes and stretched out to the Force. Aayla gestured at her lightsabers, and they slapped into her hands with a satisfying thwak. Aayla jumped high, backflipping away from the smoke caused by the Flash-Bang and landed behind Geoffrey Evans.
Quickly, in the blink of an eye (no pun intended), Aayla scanned Evans for any aggressive emotions. Finding none, she touched him on the shoulder, getting his attention.
|
|
|
Post by tallboydave on Mar 11, 2007 20:30:12 GMT -4
Geoffrey glanced back at Aayla as he grabbed his L1A1 7.62mm rifle. In his eyes was the obvious question, 'What the blue blank blazes is going on?!'
"Nobody move!" he shouted, his long experience as a Sergeant of the Welsh Guards giving his voice a certain impetus.
|
|
|
Post by Force_Flow on Mar 11, 2007 20:37:26 GMT -4
Aayla's voice, magnified by the Force, boomed out:
"I ORDER YOU TO STAND DOWN! NOW!"
|
|
|
Post by tallboydave on Mar 11, 2007 20:43:43 GMT -4
Evans' rifle fell out of his hands, as he unconciously obeyed the order, but he recovered a second later, and flicked the rifle back up into his hands with his foot.
"All right, will someone please explain what is going on, before I allow my trigger-finger to get itchy."
|
|
|
Post by Force_Flow on Mar 11, 2007 21:04:32 GMT -4
"Blast 'em!"
Aayla pulled Evans to the ground as red and blue bolts of flame passed overhead. Aayla, who was used to escapes like these, took Evans' wrist firmly. "Come on," she said urgently pulling at his hands. "We have to get out."
|
|
|
Post by tallboydave on Mar 11, 2007 22:17:03 GMT -4
Evans nodded tersely, and picked another grenade from his belt. Tossing this one, he grimly smiled as he heard the clone troops yelp as the smoke grenade exploded.
"Fall back." He agreed, and grabbed what gear he could before following Aayla.
|
|
|
Post by Force_Flow on Mar 11, 2007 22:47:17 GMT -4
Aayla took Evans' hand again. "Let me handle this part." Aayla closed her eyes. She pictured her surrounding environment, filling in every detail, breaking it down into small pieces. She took one step. The mud-covered grass made an eery squishing sound.
Another step. This time, it was faster. She felt Evans' step with her. She melded his Force energy with hers. Her mental picture was filled with the blue light of the Force surrounding them.
Aayla started to run with Evans behind her. The Force was her friend, her ally. It aided her legs as they moved swiftly through the jungle. She opened her eyes. Her pupils had gotten smaller as she accessed the Force. Everything was a blur. She didn't feel her body. With quick prods of her mind, she ducked, turned left, or right.
Her legs became a blur of motion. Now, faster than the speed of light, Aayla Secura fled the scene with a Welshman's life in her hands.
|
|
|
Post by tallboydave on Mar 11, 2007 23:06:44 GMT -4
"Bloomin' Heck....." Evans said, his voice lost to the wind as the two of them withdrew from the area at high speed.
|
|
|
Post by Force_Flow on Mar 12, 2007 16:53:30 GMT -4
Aayla soon wore out, weary from the day's hard slog through the mud. About thirty kilometers away, Aayla became clumsy and tripped. She fell face-first in a layer of topsoil, and Evans followed suit, falling on his General. Aayla turned her head to get a breath of fresh air, crumbs of dirt smudging her face. Sweat rolled down from her head and got into her eyes, stinging them. It made her think of sparring with her old Master.
Order 66. What was that? Some order to kill all Jedi? But that would be impossible. Master Sifo-Dyas--if he really planned the order for the army--would have given the cloners exact military orders.
So was it Palpatine? The Chancellor had much dark energy around him. He was slowly gaining control. The Senate loved him.
Palpatine had betrayed the Jedi. Palpatine was the Sith Lord. Or maybe the Sith Lord was controlling Palpatine.
Breathing heavy, Aayla forced herself out from under Evans, her brain whirring with the information.
|
|
|
Post by tallboydave on Mar 12, 2007 17:34:10 GMT -4
"Falconer..... This is Falcon calling." Geoffrey panted into his R/T.
"Falconer, what the hell is going on? Why did the rest of the squad start shooting at the bosslady.... What.....?! What?! Good God....... Is this gen.....?"
The one-sided conversation continued for a few moments, before Geoffrey cleared the channel. For a moment he stared into the distance, tapping the mike against his hand.
|
|