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Nov 16, 2019 9:54 PM
Apprentice Deskyl and WWII Jean
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He's -- torn between anticipation and terror, as he follows. (What could he possibly find out that would be good?)

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It's not close, and she doesn't take the most direct route; even pushing as hard as Jean can reasonably go - and she seems to have a very good sense of it - it's nearly nightfall by the time they get there.

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She has a better sense of it than he does; he's in an unfamiliar state, neither the top form he was in before the war or the alcoholic decline from before she healed him, and doesn't know what to expect of his own capacity.

(Even tired, though, and afraid, it's -- good to be home.)

 

 

There's a curfew; by the time the sun is setting, they're the only ones on the streets.

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The curfew isn't a problem; she's more than capable of avoiding any patrols.

 

She becomes increasingly tense as they make the final approach; a few blocks away, she calls a halt.

    "Do you want to go in with her? I'll stay with you either way."

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...he glances at Deskyl.

(He wants -- well, wants isn't the right word, but -- to go in; but a child should not see the things that happen in there.)

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    "I was made to serve Sith; seeing this isn't going to hurt me."

Deskyl sets off again, slower this time.

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He is profoundly skeptical of that argument but all right, whatever. He follows.

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She stops across the street from it to observe how it's guarded.

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It's one huge, horseshoe-shaped building, half a dozen stories high and several city blocks across, with a broad courtyard in the middle; the whole space is surrounded by a tall barbed-wire fence.

The courtyard is largely occupied by a crowd of bedraggled, malnourished prisoners -- disproportionately children -- milling about listlessly. Two armed guards stand by the front gate; others patrol the courtyard, shouting at the inmates or gossiping idly amongst themselves. There's a watchtower, taller than the building itself, from which more guards observe; others are taking their breaks in a small barracks structure in the courtyard, or working inside the building.

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She rocks gently from side to side, considering, and then abruptly draws her 'saber and sprints for the gate.

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....um.

He ducks behind the corner of the nearest building, because he can't deflect bullets.

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One of the gate guards points his gun at her and shouts in German for her to stop; the other follows suit after a moment.

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She speeds up, moving with inhuman swiftness; two slashes later, they're both dead. Next, she goes for the fence: the tip of the 'saber leaves a gouge in the sidewalk as she starts the cut, and then she leaps along it, the metal sparking and melting and then falling as she brings the 'saber back to ground.

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Some of the remaining guards are too confused or panicked to fire at her. Most are not.

Among the prisoners, about half freeze, while the other half bolt in terror for the cover of the building.

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So long as they're getting out of the way of the bullets, that works for her - she can shield herself, but it's too disorganized here to effectively shield all of the prisoners. (She can do something for the ones closest to herself, though, and making herself into a big flashy target helps make sure the guards are focused on her rather than any escapees.)

She heads toward the barracks, killing as many guards as she can make opportunities to along the way.

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This is a fair number of guards! It turns out that most of them are not trained for fighting Sith and have no idea what to do in this situation.

 

(The prisoners aren't much better off, in terms of having any idea what to do. After a moment, though, one of them does unfreeze to nudge a nearby small child to run for the newly created opening in the fence.)

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She's Sith and they're not; the thing to do is die.

She makes it to the barracks. Have they noticed the commotion yet?

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They have! One of them steps out, shouting for the prisoners to come to order.

He does not appear to be expecting a Sith.

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He can continue not to expect a Sith. Slash!

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He definitely does not look like he is going to be expecting any Sith in the immediate future!

 

Another guard is getting up from the game of cards to see what is going on.

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She clears the place out, obviously enjoying herself as she does so.

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No one really has a chance to observe her enjoyment!

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Well, it's not a serious downside.

She's back outside in just a few minutes, and back to killing guards.

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She is beginning to run out of guards!

(The prisoners have taken in the situation and begun to make for the exit en masse. Jean, unhidden, seems to be doing crowd control.)

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(And DZ is following his lead, with a focus on the children.)

Running out of guards is only a little disappointing - it seems likely that she'll get to do this at least once more, anyway.

How are the watchtower guards doing? Are they coming to her, or is she going to need to go to them?

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