Aboard the Fury, Quinn and Vette waited as they watched Xy'liah interacted with the Dark Lord. As usual, she still continued to poke fun at him whenever she had the chance. Quinn frowned at most of the statements directed at Lord Baras. He eyed Xy'liah as she shifted weights from one side of her body to another, running his eyes from her boots up to that perfectly coiffed bun she always wore. Yes, she was indeed attractive physically…but personality wise, there were a lot of things he found himself disagreeing with her on. He frowned at that thought. That just confirmed that it was best to leave their relationship just the way it was (not that it was anything more in the first place).
A small vibration came from Quinn's hip. The Captain and Vette both turned toward each other quizzically and looked down to the source. Quinn took out the small datapad he always carried with him. He had wired and programmed everything about the ship into that small datapad, so he could always be alerted on what was going on even if he was away from his post.
The Captain touched the screen and an alert of an incoming call flashed in red. He ignored it, letting it forward. Whatever it was, it wasn't as important as the Dark Lord. That call could wait until after Darth Baras has finished his call.
"What is it?" he heard Vette whispered to him.
"Nothing more important than Darth Baras himself," Quinn replied.
Vette frowned, but turned back toward the two Sith as it was clear she would not get nothing more out of the Captain.
The two Sith's conversation ended shortly after and Quinn took it as his cue to report the earlier call.
"My lord, I thought it prudent not to interrupt Darth Baras. We received a recorded transmission. It is queued when you are ready."
Xy'liah nodded at him and he brought up the recorded transmission with a push of a button.
All eyes turned toward the hologram as a young lady dressed in a bunch of robes appeared on holo, "Sith, I am Jaesa Willsaam. My master, Nomen Karr, has no idea I'm sending this message. Let's be real, we both know this isn't about us."
"Ah, the hunted seeks the hunter," Quinn said as the girl spoke.
"Our masters pretend otherwise, but this is personal. You and I are only pawns in their private war. And those I care about are caught in the middle. This has to stop."
"Wow, gotta give it to her. She sure got guts," said Vette.
"She sure does," Xy'liah agreed softly as she continued to study the young Padawan. The young Sith smiled at the recording. The young Padawan reminded her somewhat of herself: young, powerful, and direct.
"This message contains coordinates where I'll be waiting in my ship. Let's discuss this face to face. No more nonsense."
Xy'liah smiled. Finally someone has decided her time was valuable enough to not be wasted on anymore nonsense chases, "How could that naive thing be a threat to Darth Baras?"
"My lord, there may be more to this. I wouldn't necessarily trust her," Quinn advised.
"Sooooo paranoid! Don't listen to Captain Stuffy! He's going to die alone and friendless," said Vette.
The two humans turned their head toward her. She watched as Xy'liah smiled while Quinn gave her his usual frown in the back.
"You may be right," Xy'liah said with a small chuckle.
"The coordinates are set," Quinn cut in, his tone quite displeased. "We can rendezvous with her ship whenever you are ready." With that the Captain stormed off toward his post, paying no mind to the other two.
Xy'liah and Vette watched as the Captain made the turn toward the bridge room. They turned to look at each other, each with a smile on her face still.
"Well, well, we'll have to thank Nomen Karr after all. The Sith showed."
Xy'liah stopped short of the two Jedi in front of her. She frowned. Quinn was right. This was a trap. She frowned even more at the thought of breaking that news to him.
Next to her, Vette let out a groan as she caught sight of the Jedi. Whenever there was Jedi, there was definitely a battle that followed. She had really thought this confrontation to be a peaceful one. She crossed her arms, quite annoyed. She should've stayed onboard, but after their little fun with Quinn, Xy'liah thought it best to leave the Captain to cool off and monitor their progress while they took care of business.
The two Jedi stood face to face with the Sith and twi'lek. There was a more slender built one to Xy'liah's left with red hair and blue eyes, eyes that emitted such cockiness and a more stoutly built one with dark hair and dark eyes. The red haired one smirked as he saw Xy'liah's frustrations surfacing. His hands were casually set upon his hips as he examined the young Sith from head to toe.
"Stand down, Sith," said the other Jedi. "The Padawan you seek is not here. Master Karr has discovered her plan and talked her out of it."
"It's not your day," his partner said. "You were expecting one lowly Padawan to crush and instead…you get us." An intrigued smile crept upon his face as he watched the Sith.
"Save yourself the trouble and tell me where she is," Xy'liah demanded. She was getting quite irritated with this little chase. Who knew Jedi were so full of games? She had hoped it to end here, but apparently the Jedi had other plans in mind.
The Jedi turned toward his friend with a smile, "The Sith has a sense of humor. Believe me, Master Karr didn't send us here to help you."
"I am Uldin," said the stoutly one. "And this is Zylixx. We are fully trained Jedi Knights and more than your match. You should submit."
"Of course, we haven't yet met a Sith who had the sense to surrender. You all seem bent on having us destroy you."
"You really want to kill me so bad?" Xy'liah asked, crossing her arms. "So do it." She gave Zylixx a challenging smirk. "Oh, that's right. You're not allowed to attack unless I attack first!"
Zylixx frowned at the Sith's statement, "You might just be an exception."
"Now, Zylixx," said Uldin. "We assumed the Sith would engage as all others we've faced have. If that is not the case-"
"No, Uldin! The Sith will continue to hunt Nomen Karr and his Padawan. We must end the threat for good!" Zylixx's eyes narrowed at Uldin, who looked somewhat taken aback by his partner's outburst.
"Ha! Keep thinking like that and you'll fall to the dark side sooner than you know it!" said Xy'liah edging on the already irritated Zylixx.
Zylixx turned toward the Sith, eyes narrowed and even more displeased than before, "Shut. Your. Mouth."
"Zylixx, remain calm. The Sith is trying to unbalance you. Don't let this get under your skin," said Uldin.
Xy'liah smiled even more as Zylixx's face turned to match the shade of his hair. If they were going to make her play their little games then she will oblige, but not without adding her own little fun, "I'm the calmer one here. Ha, look at him all jumpy and anxious. He can barely contain his feelings. The lust for battle is in his eyes. I can see it. It's growing!"
"LIAR! I'm not weak like you! We simply meet force to force!"
Xy'liah laughed even louder, her voice echoing throughout the Padawan's ship, "You are my brother. Attack and let us see your true colors!"
"NO!" yelled Zylixx, grabbing his lightsaber.
"Zylixx! Get ahold of yourself!" yelled Uldin as Xy'liah retrieved both of hers.
"No! No more talk! You die, Sith!" the blue blade ignited and swung at Xy'liah who blocked it by crossing both her crimson sabers together. She looked into the blue eyes of the Jedi and sensed his hate for her building. Excellent. This should be interesting. Xy'liah pushed him back with both blades and landed a kick straight to his chest.
The Jedi stumbled clumsily backward, trying to catch his balance from the Sith's force. He did quickly and rushed to attack the Sith, hammering her with continuous blows.
Uldin watched his companion attacked the Sith, gripping the hilt of his lightsaber and igniting it, "Zylixx!" He was attacking her too carelessly, leaving huge areas exposed. But the Sith didn't seem to notice as she continued to dodged and parried his blows with an amused face. She was dragging this on, trying to tire him out and then she will—Uldin shook his head to rid the thought. No, he couldn't think about that yet. The Jedi stepped forward, but a blaster bolt shot straight across his path, nearly grazing him. He stopped, surprised, and turned toward the twi'lek. She had been standing next to her master from the start, but had been so quiet during their conversation that he had forgotten all about her. A careless and novice mistake.
Uldin turned toward her and raised his lightsaber to a defense mode as the twi'lek fired a few more bolts. He easily deflected the incoming bolts.
"AH!" yelled a familiar voice and Uldin turned toward the source of the voice to see Zylixx falling to his knees. His eyes widened as the Jedi fell. In the middle of his chest was a huge lightsaber hole.
"NO! ZYLIXX!" he yelled, quite shocked.
"Eh, he was asking for it," said the Sith nonchalantly as she stood over his body. She turned toward Uldin as he fell to his knees; his face was pale at the sight of his longtime partner's body.
"Wh-what a waste! I had no idea Zylixx was so…imbalanced…" His eyes turned toward the Sith as she walked toward him. "You exposed his weakness so easily."
"Zylixx would've revealed himself someday."
"Perhaps you're right. You won the day, Sith. So kill me if you must," Uldin lowered his head in defeat as the shadow of the Sith towered over him. In his head, he started reciting the Jedi Code.
Xy'liah frowned at the Jedi's quick surrender. The sight of him made her even more irritated and angered at the fact that she still had to find the young Padawan, "Go inform Karr that I will not be denied! He and his Padawan will fall to me!" Her lightsabers returned to her belt.
"Your mercy is unexpected," said Uldin as he stood up. In front of him, the Sith was frowning, but he sensed no hostility coming from her. "I'll convey the message."
Xy'liah nodded and turned to walk away with Vette following her.