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Post by Revan on Jan 26, 2015 17:28:17 GMT -8
Though none of them could see it, his eyes narrowed when his name was mentioned. It was possible that Jareth had heard his name when he had been tending to Quinn's injury. He still wasn't entirely sure how to assess the new situation unfolding right before him, but he allowed himself to calm down. Jareth mentioned a government that was not the Republic. It was then that Revan put two and two together, and figured out that Jareth was also not from this timeline. Revan wasn't either. The civil war had not begun. The tensions truly ceased when the man said he was no longer Jedi, but it was a bit odd that he was a follower of the Sith Lord. Truthfully, he had just taken on the title. So, the man had to be a least a generation removed from himself. It wasn't until Quinn spoke that he realized that she was also of the timeslip. She and Jareth were of the same age, and he had no idea what the Separatists were. If anyone was to be confused in this particular instance, it was definitely him. He shook his head and took a step back. No, he wasn't confused. Quinn was the one that was confused. He didn't want to shatter her reality, but now would have to be the time. He took out a device and showed Quinn what year it was. He then closed the device and returned it to his person. " Well Quinn, you have just learned that you are not in whatever year you thought it was. You, Jareth, and I have all been displaced from our time. This place is actually six years before my birth. It will take some time to come to grips with this reality, but I don't think there is a way home for us. Please, forgive me for shattering your reality. Secondly, I belong to no cult." " Haha! It definitely isn't cult worthy, but many a millennia of people have study the ways of the ancients to be able to pull off the feat I have accomplished. Many things are possible through the Force. As for you Jareth, are you stranded on Dathomir?" Quinn Leer Jareth Sharl |
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Jan 26, 2015 18:19:26 GMT -8
He ruffled his eyebrows a little as he looked to the Girl now who was peeking out from behind Revan, making all of her explanations. She seemed to recognize the Separatists as well as he did, and though he didn't truly associate himself with them... only being on that side of the war because he had believed it was the side that wasn't ruled by the Dark Lord. He hadn't been aware that in reality, both sides had been pitting together by the same man... but it mattered not any more, as that war was far from happening yet. Still he had gained some knowledge about her, realizing she was either from his age or sometime slightly after his own. Either way, it was something he was careful to take note of.
He let Revan do the honors of explaining though, hearing the comments as he took note of what he was saying as well, getting an idea about where Revan was from more personally. There was no way for Jareth to have predicted the exact age of the man at this time, and there was no records of Revan's birth dates, so Jareth was fortunate to have come across him like this... though hearing he was displaced made Jareth question his own reasoning some... Surely Revan couldn't have been THAT displaced from his timeline? This was very close to the estimated dates of some of the items he had found in relation to Revan, one of the holocrons he was coming here to find being one of them. He sighed with relief a little at hearing it was less then a decade from Revan's actual birth date, this being proof that Jareth's estimations were quite accurate. He was sure to take a hint of pride with that, but didn't say anything outwardly.
Jareth then glanced at Quinn once more before he was arching his brow lightly. "A cult? Hardly. Where i come from, i sought a way to destroy a much more powerful adversary... i believed Revan even though long dead was the only one capable of doing such a feat... and so i followed in his teachings." He explained finally, making sure to clear that little aspect up for everyone.
When Revan asked his next question specifically for Jareth, he looked back to him, giving a thoughtful look as his eyes wandered around a little before he cleared his throat. "Yes and no. I came here of my own free will to find a holocron you have yet to place in a cave not far from here... i suppose i won't be having any luck in that venture though." Jareth admitted with a shrug. "As for getting off the world the locals seem to be less fond of that idea." He admitted, remembering what had happened with the nightsisters who had done away with his transportation.... fortunately he got away from there, but any way off the world was temporarily impossible. He wasn't concerned with that though, knowing he would have been able to come up with a way off the world over time after he accomplished the task he had set to mind.
"Currently though, i am without a ship." He admitted finally with a small shrug.
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Post by Quinn Leer on Jan 26, 2015 20:55:23 GMT -8
Both men were quick to jump on Quinn's confusion. Almost immediately after speaking she got the feeling that she was missing something. A very important something. Revan was quick to answer. At first what he was saying made no sense. Displaced from their times? What kind of nonsense was that? It wasn't until he showed her a handheld device with the date on it that it began to sink in. Suddenly the world around her became muffled again, liked how it had when she woke up from the crash. It was like she'd been in another crash. All she could do was stare ahead with wide eyes, Her arm hung limp at her side and her pale face drained of color. She teetered weakly on her unstable legs, swaying under the weight of her reality crashing in around her.
The two Jedi-not-Jedi talked amongst themselves about why they were there and the cult issue. Quin didn't hear it, not one word. How did this even happen? How had she ended up 4,000 years in the past? None of it made sense. Why were others here from other times? Had everyone been dragged her? No, no that wouldn't make even less sense. No, all of them had been brought her in some random, cruel draw of fate. There was no mother or aunt waiting for her. She literally had no one. At this realization she slumped against the tree. She had no where to go and no one to go to. No skills, no knowledge of the time. How was she expected to survive? Her brown eyes turned to Jareth and Revan and she realized the sad reality-- she needed them, needed them for more than just a simple ride off of the planet. They at least seemed to have some idea as to how this time worked. It was time to act nice, she needed to flatter them much in the way she flattered customers. And with that realization her demeanor changed once more.
She smiled at Jareth. "You also need a ride, then? Where to?"
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Post by Revan on Jan 26, 2015 21:19:55 GMT -8
He was surprised at the change of Quinn's tone. Although, as it was, he really shouldn't have been. Unlike himself, and likely Jareth, she had no knowledge of the Force and the training that helped the men adapt to this timeline rather quickly. It was not his place to question the will of the Force regardless of the power that drew him to this specific place and time. Her reality had indubitably shattered, and it would take some time for her to get acclimated. He also wondered where Jareth needed to go, and how he would fit. It didn't take much time. The back seat was bigger, and it was likely that the two of them could fit. Besides, he had wasted more than enough time. He was still here specifically to go to the caves. " Look, i will take you both wherever it is that you want to go. Although, it's looking like Quinn would be safest on Dantooine for the time being. There is a Jedi Temple there. They would very likely look after her. After all, it is also very likely that they have felt the great disturbance in the Force by now. For now though, I must go over to the caves that way. Jareth, I am here for a very specific crystal. I am here to construct a second lightsaber. Can I trust that you will keep out when I meditate, and make sure that Quinn does the same?" He didn't even wait for an answer. Once more Revan began to walk, and within two minutes he was inside of the cave. The opening reeked of sulfur. He was definitely in the right place. He already had the other crystals necessary for the completion of his new weapon. He only needed this one crystal to complete his journey into the depths of the dark side of the Force. He slowly descended into the cave. He was soon astonished by how shallow the cave really was. The whole formation only descended about twenty meters into the bottom of the cliff side. There it was. The crystal grew from a single vein within the back face of the cave. He took hold and broke it off with his hand. The black crystal... Behind his mask the man had a huge grin. He was getting ahead of himself. He needed to focus. He removed the glove from his left hand and sat down cross-legged. He placed the crystal in his open left palm and placed his gloved palm beneath the open hand. Revan then closed his eyes and began to meditate. His mind needed to be totally clear. He needed to feel the power imbued within the black crystal. Jareth Sharl Quinn Leer |
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Jan 26, 2015 22:17:59 GMT -8
There wasn't much time after Jareth answered the questions that Revan had posed before Quinn was speaking next, after having collected herself from the initial shock that was related to having her world so obviously crash down around her. Jareth had to admit it was impressive that she had been able to compose herself after all of that so quickly, though he could tell just by glancing at her that she wasn't so entirely behind her performance. He smirked a little at the thought before he was getting ready to speak in regards to where it was he needed to go, though he didn't have anywhere to go.
Before he could say anything though in regards to this though, Revan was speaking up, explaining why he was here and then stopping to ask if Jareth would be willing to accompany the two of them to the cave where he could meditate and collect the crystal that he needed. Jareth only managed to get off a nod in the affirmative before he was following after the Dark Lord, keeping a safe and healthy distance while he also kept his eyes peeled around them for any dangers. He glanced to Quinn as he passed her, looking down to her wounded Leg for a moment; but didn't stop to help her as he continued to walk past her, only slowing now and then to make sure she didn't fall behind.
For one thing Revan trusted her, and wanted her to come along which was enough reason for Jareth to Follow suit. Besides this though; once it became obvious that he was in need of a ride off the planet, she hadn't hesitated to speak up for him and offer to let him tag along. It wasn't solely her choice of course, as it seemed Revan's ship was the only one that was still functioning properly. Her sticking her neck out like that for him was enough to gain her a portion of Jareth's trust and honor... no matter how small it was at the moment. Now was definitely a time to make friends and not foes, so he did his best to help her without showing he was overly concerned for her well being.
Soon enough the three of them were making it to a cave, Jareth letting Revan head in first as was silently agreed upon with them all before he was looking to Quinn, sighing lightly as he used the force to pull a rock over to the front of the cave next to the entrance, it being large enough to sit on somewhat comfortably. "You may want to rest that." He commented, gesturing to the bolder now before he was looking around, pacing back and forth in front of the cave entrance.
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Post by Quinn Leer on Jan 27, 2015 11:55:38 GMT -8
The relief Quinn felt from Revan saying he would take the two of them off the planet was short lived. She was incapable of hiding the distaste of the idea of being dropped off with the Jedi. She recalled all the family teasing she had endured over the issue of the Jedi. From birth both herself and her twin brother, Tannon, had been known to be Force sensitive but their mother had refused to send them to the Jedi Temple. In growing up Tannon had always had a calmer temperament than Quinn. The family joke was that her mother had not actually refused to send the twins to the Jedi but rather they foresaw her personality and refused to take them. The joke got old quick and Quinn had a bad taste in her mouth or the Jedi. That was almost the last place she wanted to be. She didn't have too long to think about it, though as he was quick to start walking towards the caves he had spoken about before.
Quinn pushed off of the tree she had been leaning against and slowly tested putting weight down on her leg. It hurt, so she quickly leaned into the stick she now used as a crutch. Her pace was much slower than the other two men's and she hated herself for it. It made her feel weak first and for most. She hobbled behind Jareth as quickly as her injury would allow for her to. He was a good distance ahead of her the majority of the way to the caves as he would only stop long enough for her to catch up. Quinn cursed her injuries inside her mind but remained stonily silent the entire walk to the cave.
By the time she reached the caves Revan was already inside. Quinn's breathing was heavy from the effort so she leaned against the stone outer walls of the cave. Another stone floated into view. She watched the rock for a moment before it was put in front of her. She shot a glance over at Jareth as he offered the seat to her. Quinn's look softened a bit as she slowly lowered herself into the seat and stretched her leg out with a few grunts of pain. Once the pain subsided she looked over at the man pacing around like an angry mother bird.
"How polite. You must have been a gentleman in our time," she said dryly, though it was a joke. Her humor had won Revan over maybe it would win him over. "Why don't you sit too? You'll wear a hole in the ground if you keep pacing around like that."
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Post by Revan on Jan 27, 2015 13:39:47 GMT -8
Revan could hear the two of them talking. The cave grew colder, damper. Slowly, the voices merge into one indistinct noise until it was eventually gone all together. His chest rose and fall with each breath he took. The Force began to lull him into a deeper plane of existence. Betwixt and between a dream and reality, Revan began to see something. The vision was far from clear, but he could hear the screams of agony. He could smell the flesh of the slaughtered. He then saw red, and eventually shook the whole thing off as either doubt within himself, or a hallucination. Such things were typical when meditating over a natural crystal. A Jedi had to purge the doubt within oneself in order to attune to the power of the crystal. The Sith did not have to face that because of the synthetic crystals they used. The Sith Lord refused to take part in that charade. He went deeper into the recesses of the confines of his mind. The call of something lurking within piqued his growing curiosity. What began as a slow crawl suddenly began to run through his thoughts like a demon steed. Quinn and Jareth...they felt right. He couldn't explain it, but he would place his trust in the Force. There was no other to explain why they were here with him, and that they were also displaced from their own time(s). He wondered if they would be willing to accompany him on his journey. It was then that he began to hear voices again. At first he thought it was the chatter between Quinn and Jareth, but the voices were sinister. "What do you fear?", was whispered softly. "You can't do it..." "A joke. A joke it is." "You do not have what it takes." "You are weak. The dark side will consume you." "What do you fear." "You fear losing it all, don't you?" "No, it isn't that." "You fear that you will amount to nothing." "Wait, that isn't it either." "WHAT DO YOU FEAR?!" Quinn Leer Jareth Sharl |
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Jan 27, 2015 18:05:16 GMT -8
The girl accepted the rock as soon as it was placed down for her, Jareth nodding lightly in her direction before he continued to walk back and forth, giving a light sigh as he looked around, hearing her hiss of pain repeat a couple of times before she managed to settle down against the rock. He titled his head back to her over his shoulder as he heard her first comment, arching his brow lightly before he was giving a nod, though continued walking for a moment. "No fear, Dear. I plan to rest soon enough." He commented in almost a sing song voice at her second comment that he rest as well.
After a few more moments he was sighing and leaning against a relatively smooth spot on the side of the rock wall before he was shutting his eyes, his pike floating above the ground in front of him. It spun clockwise in front of him, Jareth not even opening his eyes to see it as he held it suspended out in front of himself. He tapped into the force as well around him in order to keep a better eye on their surroundings in order to makes sure none of the wildlife crept up on the two of them.
In this slightly meditative state he could sense Revan's presence fading deeper into the cave and soon enough he could feel the man falling into his own meditation, Jareth making sure not to disturb him with his own presence in the force. He sighed lightly, opening his eyes as he was unable to feel any sort of animal or other disturbance near by... though with all of the force pockets around them and the already strong will of the planet and wildlife, he knew it wouldn't be easy to detect any such movement. Still it was a good start. He scanned the canopy with his eyes as well after he was finished with his scan of the force, glancing around as he saw smaller animals... all of which were harmless... scurrying about the edge of the jungle.
He then turned his gaze to the sky, seeing it was about midday. He knew it wouldn't be a surprise that Revan would be in there a while, and so he made a note to collect things that could potentially be used for a fire after a while... for the moment though he knew it wasn't urgent enough to rush about looking.
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Post by Quinn Leer on Feb 1, 2015 1:13:05 GMT -8
Jareth clearly wasn't interested in stopping his pacing. Quinn had done more than what was required of her so didn't push the issue. Instead she leaned back against the smooth rock wall behind her. At first she was afraid that she might be bored but then out of the corner of her eye she spotted Jareth's staff levitating in the air. Her eyes widened slightly at this before she remembered that Jedi could do things like that. What she couldn't figure out was why. Did they need to do this sort of thing every once in a while to get their energy out or was he trying to impress her? His eyes were closed and as he settled in it seemed like he intended to rest. Seeing as how he was most likely not going to offer her company any longer Quinn closed her eyes as well, intending to sleep rather than meditate.
Quinn jolted awake just moments after dozing off. To her exhausted mind it felt like a long time had passed but it hadn't been. She remembered then that falling asleep was not a good idea. Her head injury did not appear to be bad but somehow her instincts urged her to remain awake. Quinn grumbled to herself and turned her gaze back to Jareth who also had his eyes opened. Perhaps now was the time to get to know her new companion. Maybe he could help keep her awake.
"So..." she drew the word out as she tried to think of what all to say. "You're not a Jedi but you have their abilities...and you're a Separatist. Please do tell me how the blazes you managed to stay alive all this time. It seems like they might have tried to take you out be now." Her lips twisted up into a smirk. She wasn't accusing him or trying to be political. Yes, she had lived her entire life on Republic controlled planets, but politics wasn't the rock she was going to die on. In fact there were very few rocks she would die on if she had her choice. The young woman's face changed again to a look of mock coyness. "Should I be afraid?"
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Post by Revan on Feb 3, 2015 15:46:16 GMT -8
The voices eventually left, and he was left to complete darkness. He could hear nothing outside, and as he opened his eyes he discovered himself to be in a dark void. He alone sat in a vast, and empty blackness. Was this what it meant to give in to the dark side? If so, was he ready to accept this? Truthfully, he could not answer at this point. He just knew that the Jedi were blind to certain realities. He could not continue to live in those lies. Even so, this darkness was nothing he had ever encountered. It seemed so familiar, but it couldn't have been. There was no way to measure it. Revan could feel the crystal responding to this new darkness. He would have to search his feelings for this. His breathing changed as he tried to dive deeper into the endless expanses. I must be ready for anything. I cannot fail Quinn, and I do not yet know of Jareth's potential. He seems to be strong with the Force, but I cannot accurately measure his abilities from my sense yet. I must tap into the deepest portions of my potential. I must understand the true nature of the Force.
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Feb 3, 2015 18:38:18 GMT -8
His initial scans of the area were seeing nothing out of the ordinary. The animals of this world reflected what the rest of the world was. The animals... even the small critters, all appeared to be hostile and unwelcoming, just like the planet as a whole. The birds that flew over head even seemed to resemble something closer to a bat or a Mynock... though on second though perhaps they were. His musing was interrupted by the sound of Quinn's voice speaking through what was otherwise a silence.
She had appeared to be tired, though she hadn't tried to rest... at least not fully. It seemed as though she refused to fall asleep. One couldn't blame her though really... she was in the company of two strangers, who she probably shouldn't be trusting, yet were also her only way away from this world. Still he said nothing as he looked over to her, arching his brow as he blinked a couple of times, listening to her questions as she lead him in a round about way to asking if he was trust worthy. He only smirked a little before he was turning against the rock wall, leaning with his shoulder against it instead of on his back so he could face her more fully.
"I'm not so easy to kill." Was his earliest answer. "One does not need to be a Jedi in order to have these powers though." He explained, giving a small shake of his head. "I was once a Jedi though. A historian and Archaeologist..." He explained, giving her a brief explanation of himself, revealing why it was she might believe he was a Jedi. "That is as far as my parallels go though... i wasn't exactly what you would call a... " He paused, searching for the right word. "... Exemplary Jedi." He explained, hinting to the fact he was far from the kind of Jedi that everyone thought they were.
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Post by Quinn Leer on Feb 6, 2015 13:26:07 GMT -8
Jareth was charming, Quinn would give him that. She smiled at his answer. So she was partially right, he was a Jedi but not anymore. Something about her answer made her smile. At least there was one other person in the galaxy who had had the potential to be a Jedi but just wasn't cut out for the job. And the archeologist bit made his whole obsession with Revan make a little more sense. At least he wasn't some crazy cult follower or something like that. Quinn pushed some hair back out of her face and behind her ear. Perhaps he would enlighten her as to what sort of things made him a less than exemplary Jedi. There were few things in this life that Quinn liked more than good old fashioned drama.
"I see, I see," she nodded and smirked over at him. "Ya probably didn't know this but I'm told when my twin brother and I were born that they tested our blood for those--whatever you call them-- and I guess the Jedi wanted to take us away or something. But my mom wouldn't have it so we never went to the temple." She adjusted her leg so that it rested more comfortably along the rock. "Probably good I never learned, I don't think I'd of made a good Jedi either. Between being celibate and having an emotional stick shoved up their arse not sure I could of made the cut." Quinn decided to go in for a more direct question. "So what made you throw in the robes? Kill someone? Knocked someone up? Showed too much emotion at once?"
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Feb 8, 2015 12:05:46 GMT -8
He continued to look over in Quinn's direction, listening as she began to open up to him, explaining details that he was honestly surprised she was so open to giving. He said nothing of it though, knowing how people seemed to be able to trust him... though in reality he knew they never... ever should. Thinking about it though he had to admit that he had no reason to abuse her trust at the moment... in fact he was willing to count her as an ally so long as she proved useful... and as such he didn't need to manipulate her. And he didn't dare manipulate Revan knowing what he would become in the future.
She explained that she had never been brought to the temple despite the Jedi knowing of her sensitivity that he had already begun to gauge. He could tell she had a connection to the force, but it hadn't been touched or tapped into. A pity really... but perhaps he or Revan could change that now? He mentioned nothing of it though before he was speaking up to answer her questions, a small smirk pulling at the corners of his lips as he did. "And you think those limitations kept me down?" He asked after she had mentioned the faults of the Jedi Order. "They are limited in their believes though, i admit that." He spoke in agreement with her before he was continuing, now answering the question about why he wasn't cracked up to be a Jedi... the smirk still on his face as he looked to her exposed and bloodied leg.
A small lizard of menacing looks began to crawl over it, hissing up at Quinn before he was willing it to disappear. It had all been an illusions of his origin. "They Jedi were... less then appreciative of my tricks. And yes... deception and killing also came into it later on." He admitted, though his small smile showed she had nothing to worry about. "I had my reasons though... you can rest assured i have no reasons to kill you." He reassured her with a small nod, though his head tilted as he heard something in the brush nor far from them... he brought a hand up to his lips, using a finger to press there as he made the 'shhhh' sound. His free hand reached out to pull the pike back over to him from where it had been hovering as he took it, spinning it in his fingers at the ready... oddly enough to protect Quinn and Revan...
Protection.. something he never thought he would find himself doing...
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Post by Quinn Leer on Feb 12, 2015 15:23:58 GMT -8
"And you think those limitations kept me down? They are limited in their believes though, i admit that."
His answer made her smile. It wasn't what she had expected exactly. She had expected that he'd have some sort of grand tale to tell. Perhaps he was less forthcoming with his story because it made him uncomfortable. Still, Quinn felt drawn to him. He was charismatic and they seemed to be kindred spirits when it came to their opinion of the Jedi. She caught his gaze lingering on her leg, something she did not mind at all. If anything it flattered her. However, it would seem his staring was not for the reason that Quinn had initially thought. Randomly a lizard appeared on her leg. When she saw it she squirmed and fell off of the rock she was sitting on. As quickly as it appeared it disappeared, somehow an illusion that Jareth had created.
"They Jedi were... less then appreciative of my tricks. And yes... deception and killing also came into it later on. I had my reasons though... you can rest assured i have no reasons to kill you."
Quinn pushed herself up off of the cold dirt ground and glared at Jareth's back.
"Glad you don't intend to kill me but that wasn't..."
He put a finger to his lips as a signal to silence her. She closed her mouth and looked around. She couldn't see anything or hear anything. So what had Jareth up in arms and ready to attack with his pike weapon? Before she saw or heard anything something in Quinn's gut told her she was in danger and should move. Quinn wasn't left to guess long since a shot from a bow whizzed towards Quinn's head. She rolled to the side, out of the way of the shot. Her eyes went wide and her hand gripped the blaster at her side. Jareth might not be trying to kill her but other people on the planet certainly did.
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Feb 13, 2015 19:59:39 GMT -8
He had to admit seeing her fall off of the rock like that and onto her butt had been amusing, and he had enjoyed a bit of a view there for a moment, but he didn't have the time to dwell on it as he was focusing on his surroundings, eyes narrowed after he had asked her to be silent as he waited for whatever was coming out of the edge of the forest. When he was sure of the danger a few seconds later he shot his hand back, gesturing for her to move behind the rock where it would be safer for her.
No sooner then he did was the attack made, an energy bold from a Nightsister's Energy Bow being fired narrowly past Jareth's head and into the boulder that he had told Quinn to hide behind. "Down now!" He spoke this time with a hiss as he activated his saber pike with a spin. His pike was set up in such a way, that he didn't need to activate it from the hilt of the actual saber, but by a switch on the pike itself, allowing him to spin it out from it's position quickly without having to blunder to the top to activate. It really was an ingenious design that so few ever noticed.
By this time the nightsisters had blown their cover and were spilling out of the woods, Jareth swiping sideways in order to block the next energy bolt as he was moving in a meaningful yet steady pace towards the group that had revealed themselves. He didn't need to flee, and one of the nightsisters had made the fatal flaw of edging within striking distance. She misjudged his pike's reach, and he dropped with a 360 spin, extending his arm outwards. He was well out of her range, but his pike swiped under her legs, leaving her without ankles from the saber blade before he was back to his feet as she cried out in pain, crawling away as best she could. That left three other attackers, including the archer that was tucked away under the tree cover.
He would have to deal with her slowly, working his way through the rest of the nightsisters. One of them used a lightwhip, hoping it would break his pike, but it only wrapped around it long enough to pull his guard down. This allowed one of the nightsisters to charge past him and towards Quinn. He gave a disappointed look to the one holding his pike away from him. "You should have attacked something on my person, not my weapon." He commented, as if lecturing her before his free hand extended forward to lift another boulder (not the one Quinn was hiding behind) up from the ground and crush the nightsister as if she had been an insect.
With his pike freed up, he quickly shifted it to block another bolt from the archer, giving her a 'tsk tsk tsk' "And i'll be with you in a moment dear!" He called with a nod before he shifted his pike in his hand, it now more resembling a spear before he threw it at the back of the nightsister that was running towards Quinn, it impaling her through her spine.
While the pike was yet in the air though, he had used the force to eject the knife from the rear of it, sending it flying through the air as he guided it with the force to graze the wrist and shoulder of the archer in the edge of the forest. He sighed lightly, looking around him to make sure the three of the first nightsisters wouldn't be causing any more trouble.
The first of the nightsisers was crawling away now, whimpering at the fact she had lost her ankles. The second one was buried still under the rock, Jareth certain she wouldn't be recovering from that any time soon, and the third one was laying face down on the ground with his saber sticking out of her back before it deactivated at Jareth's will, calling it back to himself as the knife too re-entered the pike's compartment for it. He sighed lightly as he was trudging into the jungle now, leaving Quinn unattended as he walked past the clearing through to where the Archer had been cut. His attack had caused her to drop her bow, though she was scrambling for it by the time he made it up to her. He stepped on her wrist which caused a scream of pain to the area that had been cut before he took the bow from her. "No dear... you won't be needing that any more." He spoke, almost as if he was trying to console her.
By this point she hallucinogen in the knife had begin to effect her mind, making her easily susceptible to influence, especially with his own force powers. With that he was taking the bow with him, leaving her with the illusion of many monsters coming to eat her... the combination of his illusion ability and the hallucinogen being enough to drive her well away from there.
Jareth then went to take care of Quinn, who was at the moment in his care. He had been aware the nightsisters hadn't had the chance to harm her with his quick work of them, but he wanted to make sure at the very least she hadn't had a fright.
((O.O.C--- my first real fight scene with Jareth and his pike!!!))
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