Welmin's Cantina

[Darth Rythe]

I turn to Tepe and see anger in his eyes.

 

"What do you mean by 'You don't want to stay here', do you mean the Cantina or as my apprentice?"

[Black Knight of Keno]

"As your problem" Tepe said and removed his hood. Few men turned in their places to see Tepe

[Darth Rythe]

"Problem?"

"Tepe, what's wrong, I sence much fear in you?"

 

"If you want to be a Master yourself, then I think you have a fair amount of training. There is only a certain amount of training I can give you."

 

 

"My Lord, we are ready make the jump to the Galaxy Center on your command"

 

"You must deside now what you wish to do, I will have quite a bit on my mind very soon.":koon:

[Black Knight of Keno]

Tepe pulled his hood back onto his head and walked into the hangar where his ship was. He flew off from the hangar and started to jump into hyperspace. As he was jumping after the star destroyer he started to think out loud.

"Galaxy Center... Master... What are you up to..." He jumped into hyperspace.

[Writer]

"Well, Hunter," Tarila said, a smile crossing her face, "I believe I've heard of you from someone who knows your real name. If I'm not mistaken, you've crossed paths with my brother, Nom a few times, though never when I was with him."

[Flamehart]

Craig leaned back and thought. "Nom..Nom.. that name ring a bell, I think I've met him, but if I did, it escapes my mind right now, can't keep track of all the people I've met."

[Joetheeskimo]

Kilmor sits back down and holds his lightsaber in the air above his hand with the Force, waiting for something to happen.

 

((Hint hint ))

[topshot]

*Screams of sheer terror are heard in the background as I rip 50 stormtroopers limb from limb, watching their blood drip like rain droplets.*

 

A stormtrooper writhes agony as death draws nearer for him. "The horror! The horror!!!! The--"

 

*slice*

 

I then turn and get back on my bike.

 

"That's what'cha get for messing with mah bike!"

 

I then rush off to the cantina. I make it there, and walk in.

[Darth Rythe]

((OOC:Considering I have now left the system, I can not reply for some time unless you are prepared to skip the RPG forward about a week))

[Writer]

Tarila grins. "Well, Hunter, I can scarcely expect anyone to remember all beings that have crossed their path."

 

She looks around and spots a seat in one of the corners of the room. Going over to it, she sits down.

 

Only a few minutes later, two familiar women enter the cantina. The eldest of the two spots Craig and grins. The younger notices Tarila seated in the corner and gives the elder a warning look. Catching her padawan's warning, Caitlin Bryce nods.

 

"Well, sir," Caitlin says, stepping forward to greet Craig. "How have you been doing?" Then, she whispers in his ear. "I don't know what to call you at this moment. There are new people here and you often call yourself Hunter in situations such as this. I trust your ways have not changed?" She smiles at him.

 

"It's good to see you again, Hunter," Erica West puts in. She glances at Tarila and whispers to Craig and Caitlin. "It seems that somebody has taken the spot that Caitlin and I usually use. Who is she, Hunter? Do you know?"

 

"Her name is Tarila Vilnov," Caitlin answered before Craig could reply. "She and her brother Nom are one of the best assassination teams. On the side, they play at being mercenaries, spies, and whatever else suits their fancy. I wonder what they're doing here?"

 

She allows her voice to trail off as she risks another short glance in Tarila's direction. Tarila does not seem to notice.

[Flamehart]

Craig grinned at the two as they walked in, recognizing them as well. "Whatever you feel like calling me, doesn't matter to me, it puts me in no danger either way, and nope, haven't changed a bit." He sat up straight and indicated to a nearby chair. "Have a seat, drinks, don't have to be alcoholic, mind you, on me." He looked at the two of them and grinned. "And you said one of the best, now just because I was gone, that doesn't mean I've lost my reputation as a merc, now does it?"

[Joetheeskimo]

Kilmor looks up at the doorway. A tall man in a dark-blue cloak and hood strides through, pauses, and turns right towards Kilmor. Kilmor stiffens momentarily, and his eyebrows shoot up for a moment. Then he relaxes and shifts back on his seat.

 

"Really, Namin, what's with the hood? Still trying to change your identity?" Kilmor calls to him. The cloaked figure doesn't move for a moment. Then, he slowly walks over to Kilmor and pulls off his hood, letting short blond locks of hair to tumble out.

 

"What a surprise to see you here," Namin murmurs, his face expressionless. An icy silence hangs between the two young men...

[Writer]

Caitlin laughed. "No indeed, Craig Hunter! I said one of the best and I meant it. You also are one of the best. There are some who believe that if a confrontation occured between you and the Vilnovs, they would come out on top, but those are people who don't know you very well."

 

"In fact, the people who say that are hoping that you'll respond with anger and challenge the Vilnovs," Erica put in. "They want to see a showdown between you. The Vilnovs will rise to the challenge if it is given, but they know very well your reputation."

 

"And I suggest that you keep your voices down," Tarila called to them from the corner. "My ears are very sensitive and I'm not sure I appreciate you speaking of me when you think I can't hear you."

 

"Come join us, then," Caitlin called without flinching. Tarila stood and moved over to the table. Taking a seat, she glared at Caitlin and Erica.

 

"I know both of you," she said coldly. Caitlin nodded and Erica returned Tarila's stare.

 

"Glad to see you remember us," Caitlin replied. Tarila shrugged and grinned.

 

"It's difficult to forget the Jedi team that saved the lives of myself and my brother," she said happily. "I'm still in awe of the power of your little fighter."

 

"We're still in awe of the power of your ship," Erica replied. "The only thing stronger would have been the Death Star, though you seem to have packed that power into a ship the size of a Super Star Destroyer!"

 

"We took our time in building it," Tarila agreed. She turned to Craig. "Since you are a friend of these two, I should not like a confrontation between us. Shall we be allies?"

 

"Oh, goodness, Tarila!" Caitlin exclaimed. "You put it so coldly! What she is offering, here, Craig, is her friendship. If she is willing to place her friendship in you, her brother will follow suit."

 

"In the words of a child," Erica added, "the Vilnovs are asking, 'Will you be our friend?'"

 

"In essence," Tarila agreed and turned back to Craig. "What do you say? Can you handle the friendship of Nom and Tarila Vilnov?"

[Darth Rythe]

((OOC: I've done what I need to do, Now I have returned))

 

I step out of the shuttle, and walk through the door to the bar.

I see Topshot having a drink, I nod and smile at him presuming he would know what i mean.

 

Pulling back my hood I grab a drink and sit in a corner and invite Topshot over to the table and start telling him the story of my victory.

[Black Knight of Keno]

A shade appeared at the door. Tepe walked in. He didn't look at his former master and took his hood off. He sat down and ordered a correllian ale

[Flamehart]

Craig grinned and looked at Tarila. "Oh I don't know, you're causing quite a stir with my reputation..." He chuckled, then nodded. "Alright, friends it is. I've heard of the Vilnovs, and I've heard of what people say about what would happen if we confronted. Unfortunately, they are good, but they'd only win providing I didn't..." He cut off, as if he was about to reveal a secret he did not intend to. "I'll accept their friendship, as long as we don't get into a starship fight. My ship'll run circles around yours, but if you catch up with it and manage to get a shot off at me, I won't like it at all, we'll put it that way." He smirked and ordered everyone drinks.

[Darth Rythe]

I sence Tepe walk into the bar.

He doesn't show any anger, I did not understand, but I knew one thing, he would become a great Sith Lord, in the mean time I will have to change my plans of Tepe helping me with my new 'responsibilities' as the Emporer.

It will be difficult without him here anymore.

Good luke out there Tepe, it is a harsh galaxy.

[Black Knight of Keno]

Tepe drank his ale slowly. He then walked to Welmin and seid something to him. Tepe nodded towards Rythe and walked throught the door and into the training room as Welmin was delivering the challenge to Rythe. Tepe sat down next to the door and waited

[Darth Rythe]

"excuse me Topshot, I have some business to deal with"

walking out the back I see Tepe sitting on a seat next to the training room.

 

"It has been a long time Tepe, but I sence you have developed greatly since I left."

 

I open the door and wait for him to walk inside.

[Black Knight of Keno]

Tepe doesn't speak. His smile to the reunion is hidden deep inside him as he walks in. Tepe walks to the other end of the training room and takes his hood off. He turns to see Rythe. He takes out his double bladed lightsaber out. He has modified the lightsaber Rythe gave him and so he has completed his journey. "At last" Tepe whispers and throws his cape away. He ignites his lightsaber's both blades. He is now even better than the great sith's in the history like Exar-kun or Darth Maul. He handels his lightsaber like Exar-kun, with honor and respect but like Maul, he makes long, good looking stunts between the attacks. His own style with the one bladed lightsabers combined with the history's most terrible style's will be deadly even for a sith lord. Tepe Looks at his former master and grins.

[Darth Rythe]

I grin back and unhook my dual lightsaber that my old Master gave me when I was his apprentice.

 

I remember him say that this lightsaber had many secrets behind it.

One of these I had just found out.

I grabed the saber with both hands and pulled it into two saber handles.

 

Hooking one of the handles back to my belt I take off my robe and wait for Tepe to attack before I activate the blade.

[Black Knight of Keno]

Tepe waited for few minutes and then attacked. He had made a perfect plan how to defeat his master, but it would fail. He knew it. Tepe lunged to battle with his former master.

[Flamehart]

Hunter sat up in his seat and drank his drink, looking around at the people at his table, then he wondered aloud, "Did I miss something between Rythe and Tepe?"

 

He took another drink, then put it down on the table. If any of them commented about him being drunk, he quickly assured them that alcohol had virtually no effect on him, so there was no problem.

[Darth Rythe]

As Tepe attacks me I flip backwards over him and land crouched.

 

"I see you have developed a new form, It's a shame we never got into a decent battle with anyone."

 

I charge and see Tepe get into a different stance, all of a sudden I disappear and appear behind himI finally activate one of my single blades and point it at his head.

 

((hope you don't mind))

Tepe swings around and knocks my saber out of my hand.

"Very good"

I summon the force and unleash a fit of lightning out of my hands knocking him to the ground.

I call my saber to my hand and wait for him to regain to his feet.

[Black Knight of Keno]

((No, I don't mind))

 

Tepe flips backwards and gots into his defensive position. He swings his lightsaber at a ow circle and then attack again.