Chapter 1: Past Present and Future

"Fifty creds says darth dipshit's corpse is in there or this is some goofy antenna on top'a his tomb." He says to Evelynn as she approaches. "Too bad it can dig like that or we could just leave." He looks down at the blaster rifle in his hands. "I have'a dumb idea." With a sharp frown he calls out loudly enough so that everyone in the arena can hear him. "Taryn! Hide b'hind Alyx'n heal her with stims! Alyx, I need you ta get that thing's attention an draw it -almost- ta the obelisk!" Finally he turns to the Devraonian, "Zeph! I need yer help with this rifle!"

He doesn't explain what he needs help -with- and it's a strange request to say the least considering Ian is one of the better shots in their family. But the human's voice is insistent as he takes out his handscanner again. This time turning it towards the obelisk, trying to learn more about it. Specifically where the weakest point against an explosion would be and whether or not he was right about a body being buried in it. When Zepharo approaches he says quietly, "Remember that time I wanted ta improve that droid an I was grounded fer ten days?"The look Ian gives him is insistent but Zeph hopefully remembers the protocol droid Ian was trying to turn into a droid to play blastball with whose 'life' ended explosively and definitely outside of warranty. "I need that ta happen with'a rifle."

Drawing her lightsaber and igniting it, Alyx gives Ian a sharp nod, "Right!" Turning towards the huge creature she lets out a slow breath, widening her stance. "Okay, Taryn, I'm ready! Bring it this way!" Flexing her hands on the grip of her training saber she gives the huge creature a small, grim smile, her face bathed in blue from the blade.

The massive blow lifts him off his feet and sends him flying, crashing against the arena wall.

Checking himself, he seems to be more or less intact, even though breathing hurts. Ian is saying something about Alyx, he can't make out exactly what over the roaring of the creature and the pounding in his head.

He sees the Zabrak across the arena, behind the creature. Picking himself up, he dives between its legs and makes a run for it, his ribs screaming in protest.

Taryn takes a manoeuvre to disengage, and uses his action to take another one to run to medium range behind Alyx.

Zepharo looks to Ian with a steeply raised eyebrow, but he really doesn't have a better idea, so he takes the rifle and in a couple fluid motions disables the inhibitor and twists the capacitor-dial two or three times around, simultaneously edging his brother away with a swipe of his arm.

A red light begins blinking rapidly on the weapon and it's body begins to heat up, already burning in his hands. He takes it by the shoulder strap, swings it in a couple of wide arcs and spins it at the behemoth...

May the Force be with us...