Luthis Vandren

Luthis nodded to Jaster, moving forward. He gave the silent signal to follow him, the men did, but did so slowly. Luthis unstrapped his double blaster pistols, and adjusted his suit to notice any heat. Looking quickly infront, he zoomed in, seeing a whole herd of the wookiee bastards. He slowed to a halt, he men slowed behind him. "Alright," Luthis whispered to everyone, including Jaster. "I think we should split up, I'll go left with 5 agents, you go right with 5. I'll fire first, draw their attention. Men on my side, I want you to use cover fire, making them concentrate directly at us." A wondering wookiee came with 20 feet of them, smelling the air. Luthis shot both his guns, making contact with his head, he dropped silently. "Your team, should flank them, once we see you in, we'll also come in, they won't know where to turn. Over and out." Luthis started to lead the way away from Jaster. His five men followed. Luthis started to shoot, skinning random wookiee's as he also shoot randomly. "Alright men, FIRE!" And so it began.

Luthis nodded, happy that his idea was actually accepted. He knew it was a good idea, if anyone would need cover, boom, the man would be on it... hopefully. Moving into the ship, he sat alone, placing on his gear as he took off his suit, hanging it in the nearest closet. Adjusting his sensors, and sights, Luthis was finally ready to fight, he hoped that all his other men were too.

The plan was excellent, but he just wanted to make sure everything was full-proof. "I was just wondering, I think it would be a great idea for a sniper, someone who can just protect us if anything might happen, which it won't." Luthis nodded, that was about it, everything was accomplished, and already ready for action. But a sniper, even if Pic was contemplating this, would be a very good investment, you never could anticapate the movement of other factions, ecspecially Wookiees.

Placing his hat back on his head, Luthis followed Pic into the assembly room. He also heard Piccolo speak to Fett about the fleet, the fleet, yes, Luthis did control that for a brief moment in his history, and what a great moment that was. "Well, before we leave, I might need to make some additions to my armor, if we have enough time, if not, I would be happy to go in this, it is actually comfortable." Luthis smiled, and waited for Piccolo to begin his speech.

Luthis smiled, he knew that his stunt had not gone over well, but that was Luthis, he couldn't change himself. He moved closer, extending out his arm. "There was a lot on my mind, I needed to get away, but as you see, I'm back... oh, and in Black." He put his hands up and down his new suit, making sure Piccolo caught his drift. He took off his hat and set it on the counter, and moved closer to the Doshan. He spoke into his ear. "Where do we stand?" Luthis wanted the Black Sun to regain it's control over the galaxy, when he had first entered they were stronger then ever, and over the years, like all things, died down. He didn't want this to happen, if Piccolo's newest campaign could pay off, they would re-obtain their ranks above the best, something Luthis and all the opertives wanted. He backed up a few feet and waited for a response, hand still outstretched.

((Boo)) Luthis stirred quietly in his apartment on the top floor of the building. He had been knocked out for quite some time, not realizing really what happened. He moved from his cot to the closet, scanning through his clothes. He saw a suit, looked good for today, even thought outside the weather in Dubrillion was probably close to hell. But that wasn't a problem for Luthis, really, he was fit, with a little beer belly, it would shield him from the heat. Hopefully. Sliding into his pants and flannel shirt, he moved out of the office, jacket slung over his right shoulder. He moved to the elevator, a lone man sat inside. ”œGoing up?”

Vandren's body slowly exited out of the Spaarti cloning tank. He cracked his neck as he got out, naked. "I also should get out of here." Luthis smirked, while naked. He moved over to his equipment. Memories hit him like a bullet into his head. He brought his index finger over the visor. "Ronin Wartide." He looked around, nobody had said anything, it was his mind. He smirked, he remembered hanging out with Ronin as though it was yesterday. He laughed out loud as he put the helmet on, the other Operatives looked at him oddly, but Luthis just shrugged it off. He then strapped his vest onto his chest, then pulling the metal alloy onto his chest on-top of the vest. It already began to feel like old, even though Vandren's body was new. He then placed the padding onto his thighs and shin along with his calf muscle. He again placed the metal armor onto all the places, and made sure they were all tight, he wasn't planning on taking it off anytime soon. "Alrighty guys." Piccolo and Fett turned to face Luthis. "What's on the agenda?"

'You don't have to be so sweet!' With the remaining strength that remained within Luthis he managed finger his blaster, pulling it from underneath the heavy tree. He shot upwards, skinning the mans wrist as the saber fell to his knee beginning to burn into his metal covered kneecap. The Jedi went down for it with his shot up wrist. The saber fell to Vandren's kneecap beginning to burn him, badly. 'I don't think s...' He 'blaster' whipped the Jedi with his free hand. The Jedi fell to the ground, but Luthis was still stuck with the tree he was pinned against, he wasn't safe, the lightsaber still burned a hole in his kneecap as it fell from the Jedi's hand. 'You had it wrong the whole time, the Force does nothing, it only weaken's you. It gives you an advantage, and when you are broken with that advantage, you live no longer. Remember who said that, remember." He held the blaster to his temples. "Move and say good-bye." ((I'll PM a mod!))

'Alright, we'll play your game.' Luthis moved, coming out from behind the tree. He shot twice, but the Jedi was prepared as he rolled out of the way. He kept shoting, but hid his other hand, that fingered the dagger. He ran closer to the Jedi, close range was not good, but he needed to finish this once and for all. He dropped kicked the Jedi, as he began to swing in retaliation. The Jedi flew backwards and onto the ground. He still held his lightsaber in hand. Luthis pounced on his enemy, two-hundred and forty-four pounds of weight, metal specifically landed on him, and even a Jedi couldn't hold in the pain. He brought the dagger across his lightsaber hand, blood began to spew from the wound. 'Seems you aren't uber powerful as you thought, eh Jedi?' The Jedi opened his hand as he winced in pain. Luthis took the pain as a sign from Smash, time to take what he took from him. He pulled the lightsaber away from his hand. He moved over to where the Jedi had thrown the thermal at him, moving over to the tree he picked it up, not the whole way, but enough to crush something. Shoving the saber underneath the tree, he let go and the tree fell on the hilt of it. It was behind short-time repair. 'Whoops!'

A thud entered through his ear piece from the ground behind him. "This will be good..." He ran, dropping his sniper rifle, the blast rooted the tree where he was behind, thankfully he got out in time or he too would have been rooted. He moved in closer, pulling out his E-11 blaster rifle. The Ysalamiri thankfully still created the bubble so the Jedi couldn't detect him through the Force. The only way he could "see" him was through plain sight which was hard because of the blast that the Thermal had provided. Luthis crouched down, beginning a jog like squat. He stopped as he came to a clearing in the trees, there he was, looking straight forward at the blast. Two shoots rang out from his blaster, the Jedi turned; his reflexes were nice, but Vandren's were better, he rolled behind one of the trees, shooting another two. The first two shots merely skinned his opponent only burning a stitch off the robe. He shifted through his belt, there it was, his one and only the Plasma Grenade, he had to make this throw, it could win him the battle. He raised from behind the tree, holding his blaster in one hand while holding the grenade in the other. He aimed, lifted his right arm and threw the grenade as it landed near the foot of the Jedi. 'Where are you going, m' boy?' He laughed, then three shots rang out again from his E-11, one smashing into the side of the Jedi. He quickly ran behind the tree and waited.

Luthis anger began to take the best of him, he felt the adrenaline push through his body, the hate came over him. He pressed in the coordinates of the intended area, the Spice Mines, he wanted the other Hunters to be safe as Pic had said to him. Luthis jumped from the disabled speeder, he landed cleanly, starting a slight jog. He ran to where they left Piccolo, he felt something had happened, something had told him. He went into a run, seeing Pic's armor and body lying there. "You Jedi, you have done wrong with the wrong person, time to pay." He ran back to the ships, taking one he climbed inside plugging in the coordinates of the Citadel. The ship took off as Luthis exited, and looked around. He still smelled Jedi. He moved behind one of the trees able to see the "entrance" of the temple, he pulled out his sniper rilfe aiming, waiting.

Luthis' body met with the ground. Hard. He got up, shaking it off. He called for the Land-Speeder, taking a seat in it as he plugged in the coordinates, the others hopped in behind him. They moved out quickly and also untraceable, since Luthis had purged all of the electronic devices in the Speeder. There was no way of finding them, they were now in hiding going faster than the speed of sound.

"Sir, yes sir!" Luthis felt good, he was beginning to get in the business, it was going to be a great ride. He moved to the speeder. "Well, what is it that you need help with on this sucker?" Air began to filter onto his face from the inside of his suit, it was starting to get a bit temperate in here. He moved to the speeder, checking to make everything was working correctly which they were. He smirked.

Luthis' ship followed the lead that Piccolo had took, he felt underneath the control panel, finding his comm. He pressed the button, and spoke into the mic. Comm to Piccolo "Long time no talk, eh Piccolo?" He smiled into the mic, and could feel that Piccolo was also smiling. "What's the plan, sir?" End Comm He waited until he spoke again.

Before the impact of grenades, Luthis smiled as he hit the ground and the suit did it's auto repairs on itself, while Luthis slept silently with the fishes. He moved out of the tank as the droid moved closer, he brought out his blaster and shot it at the head of the droid, exploding it instanly. "I should have killed him, damn you Luthis, don't be nice, you ignorant fool." Luthis smiled, he was talking to himself. He moved outside of the Dojo, and into the nice cold air. He sat back down on the chair, and waited until that moment for someone to visit. He was waiting for Smash.

Luthis rolled as the flame exited the arm where he had previously laid. He slithered across the ground, and put one knee down, and climbed back to his feet and started circling. He moved the sword in front and did puny swings, only to get Fett to move back or try to defend. Luthis backed up, one foot behind the other, Fett stood where he was. Luthis held the blade at his side, as he stopped moving. He lifted his left arm, where his blade was, and threw it across his chest, and let go of the handle of the blade when it was in-front of his body. It moved with great speed, Fett readied himself as Luthis charged forward. Luthis, now a foot behind the blade jumped, his legs leaving the ground the second the blade spun violently past Shadow. Luthis put out his elbow as the padding and the armor in place of the elbow landed into the helmet of ShadowFett making him dizzy for a few seconds. Within those few seconds, Luthis landed on the ground with his stomach and quickly pushed himself up as Fett came back to clear vision. Luthis took the chance and charged for the waist of the Operative, and pushed forward. His strength enhanced arms drove Fett to the wall; the wall shook and broke from the momentum of the huge Hunter. The wall was filled with tubing and such that hit Fett hard on the back. That along with the ply wood, and other assorted metals that held the wall together. Fett slid slowly down to the ground, as Luthis pulled out his blaster and aimed it at Fett's head. "Move and you won't have half of your brain."

Luthis smiled, and went down to pick up his helmet grabbing it, he slid back on. He un-holstered his blaster and pointed it at Shadow. "If you want it to be this way, then I suppose I could complete that." Luthis jumped to Shadow, it looked like he was coming for his shoulder area, but Luthis rolled to the ground. Shadow was to slow to react, and Luthis managed to wrap his hands around Shadow's feet, and push, knocking him to the ground. Something was wrong, but Luthis couldn't put his finger on it, it seemed that Shadow was fast in recovering. This wasn't very usual to see from someone, nor did he see it with anyone he ever fought. But he would have to improvise. Rolling backwards Luthis jumped to his feet, as Fett got back up on his. "You seem, well adapted to fighting my friend. What are you?" While Fett was pondering that answer, Luthis pulled the sword that was stashed on his back. He moved it in front of his body, and started to circle Fett again. He moved in closer, as Fett with only his fists to protect tried to think of what to do. Luthis moved in to his prey. While moving his left leg high in the air, he also moved the sword to take Shadow's attention; it worked to a degree that Luthis wanted. He brought down the leg with shear force; the force busted the right knee to the ground. He didn't know whether it broke, or just pushed Fett to the ground, it still worked. Luthis took the sword and held it to Fett. "Let's see what you got."

Luthis, realizing who his opponent was turned around slowly. "I like fist fights, but I am not taking off my body armor, only my helmet." Moving his hands to his head, he inserted them into the inside of the helmet, and gripped it hard. He moved his hands up, as the helmet slowly went off his head. Two strands of long blonde hair were situated infront of his face. Nodding his head, the bangs went on top of his hair, as it glared in the small light that was left. He started to circle, waiting for Fett to answer. Shadow stood in the middle, trying to get the correct words out before Luthis pounced on his rag doll body. "So, what is it?"

After a few repetitions, he put the bar back onto the place holder and talked to the kid that spotted him. He felt actually safe when the boy was helping him lift the bar for the final time. "Thanks for helping. Go into my bag in locker 117, and get the credit bag, it should have close to five hundred credits. All that is yours, enjoy." Before the boy left, Luthis ran quickly into the locker room, grabbing his helmet, and putting it on. Exiting the locker, he moved farther up from where the weight bench was. He entered a large room, with four small mats on the sides, and one huge one in the middle. Stepping on to the hard patted floor, he looked around aimlessly. He felt in the back of his head that someone said they wanted a fight, and that someone was going to get one. ((Sorry for the crappiness of this post. I have to go!))

((Nah!)) Sitting up, Luthis put his hands on his head and breathed, it finally felt good to relax. He had been... busy in the past few weeks, going here, going there. But now, all he needed to worry about was the work that was going on, and making sure that everything was going on was supposed to be going on. Moving his feet from the side of the chair, he stood up, stretching and then began to walk. He put his other hand down to his helmet, and put it up in the air, and used his strength to expand the width of it to slide on easier. It felt so good, the padding, the air flow that was constantly on his face, he should wear the helmet all the time. Moving into the slave quarters, he noticed not a ton of noise, which was good. That meant that they were actually working on their project, which was Luthis' best moment for the day. Moving back outside, he jogged to the destination of the new Dojo. He always needed exercise any way he could get it, he hadn't been doing much over the past few days, but he felt pretty good. Breathing in through his nose, he breathed out through his mouth. As he got there, he ran in. What surprised him was the look of the Dojo. It looked like... an older Dojo, which was new. The wallpaper was an off green, and brown, and it lined the finished Dojo, it looked pretty good. Moving into the weight room, he went into the changing room, just to see what it looked like in there. It had a nice ceramic covering on the floor and wall. It looked nice, even the stalls looked "old". He moved into the locker room, and looked at the lockers, also an off green. He removed his helmet, but kept on the suit which he hadn't taken off since it had been given to him. He put the helmet in the locker, and walked outside to the weightlifting and other assorted machines. This was old fashioned work, and it made him happy that he was doing things different than his comrades. He went over to the bench, and put one hundred fifty pounds on each side for a start. He called over one of the slaves walking around aimlessly. "Hey bub, can you spot for me?" He looked over Luthis curiously; it was only a boy, one that looked closely to his son. Luthis smiled, and answered. "It won't take long, and, I will pay ya for it!" The boy smiled, and moved over to the bench. Luthis closed his eyes, and lifted the bar, and its three hundred pounds off of where it held.

"Yes, I was thinking that also. I was also thinking that we could add a dojo of sorts, some weightlifting, you know, the usual." Luthis smiled, as two workers came up from the stairs, knocking. He let them in, and said they could use any possible resource that they needed, but if he found anything missing, they would be in big trouble. Moving down the hall, he headed for the elevator, Fett following. "I am going to get them ready with that, if you want to do anything, kill anyone, have a blast. I will be back shortly." Moving out of the elevator, Luthis moved outside into the cool sun of Dubrillion. The breeze felt good, as it filtered through the creases, and thin spots of the suits. He never actually felt that cooling sensation, nor paid attention to it. Luthis moved across the building grounds to the slave quarters. Entering into the rotating door, he headed towards the desk. The lady greeted him, and he responded. "I would like for you, missy. To put a job in for these slaves, I would like for them to build a Dojo, with a nice size dueling ring, if that's not too much trouble." Luthis took off his helmet, and held it with his fingertips. He smiled, as again the golden, sexy look wiped the young woman away. "Ah, anything for you, you sexy beast!" She snorted, and that was the end of Luthis' flirting spree. "Right, well, I will talk to you later. And if you could, have them start that start that pronto!" She smiled. "Yes sir!" Moving outside, he held the helmet at his side, as he went over to the small chair, and went for a little sun bathing for his face. It felt great, but the sun makes you very, very tired, just like Luthis was now. Which he fell to sleep in the first five minutes of lying there.

"Excellent, are you ready to work?" Luthis moved from his desk chair, to his desk, sitting on it quietly. As he sat, and looked up there was a messenger at the door that walked in. He moved fast, with his cheap skin tight clothes. Setting the letter that he held into Luthis' lap, Vandren snarled. "So, you barge into my office, and give me a pathetic letter that your quarters are done--" He saw the title which said. "Slave Quarters Finished" "--what do you want me to do? I don't care of your pathetic lives, nor do I care about you for marching into my room, when I am having a conversation with another operative. And since you started off with me on a bad foot, you have no reason for staying here. So leave!" The slave began to take off, but Luthis got up and charged at him. He pulled the shirt, and carried him back into his office. "I meant that way." Luthis flexed his bones, as needles purged into his skin. Adrenaline flowed through his body as he picked the slave off the ground and above his head. He charged the window, and held on to the side of the slaves thighs, pushing him outwards towards the window. The window crashed open, the slave mid-way through. "You will be the first to sleep in your new quarters, have fun!" Luthis moved back to his desk, and sat in his chair, as he picked up the receiver. "Hey Susie, Luthis here." She went on with her hello, and how nice the building looks, and all of that regular talk. Moments later Luthis answered. "I need someone to be sent up to repair the window. I had a little trouble with.. people." "Ah, yes right away Mr. Vandren." "Thanks, Suz!" --Click-- "Ah, sorry about that. I was wondering, would you like anything built while the slaves are at it. A dueling ring, a ship. Anything?" Luthis sat back in his chair, and waited for a response from the operative.

Two Black Sun operatives, one a "third hand man" entered into the planet none solely as Dubrillion. Dubrillion was a very civilized, yet very quiet place to stay. On the data-pad, that Smash's püssy cat kindly handed Vandren, had the coordinates, and specs of what each and every base that he wanted. It also had side-notes for what was already in the process of being built. As of right now, the Fleet's garage was the only thing that was fully finished; the headquarters were being built as he spoke. As they grew closer to the planet, the ships landing gear exited their specific hatches, and with a soft thud they landed on a landing pad, a landing pad only made for Smash, or Luthis. One that would lower into the ground, one that held slaves to clean his ship day and night so that it was spotless. It was also a mechanic's depot of sorts, if you brought the piece of hardware you wanted installed, you would bring it here, and all would be solved. They had a paid mechanic there at all times. As the window opened, Luthis filed out, his armor clinging to the metal of the underground depot of Dubrillion. Heading for the lift, Shadow and Luthis moved farther upwards. The bright sky of Dubrillion glistened on Vandren's visor, he growled, and activated his tinted visor, as it slowly took away most of the light that entered into his helmet. Moving into the hanger, a very large hanger, he nodded in approval. "Very nice my slaves, very nice. When the ships dock here, I want you to be in a very good mood, and ready to get washin'. I will not tolerate any spec of dirt on my vehicles, if I spot a speck of dirt, you, your brother, your sister, and mother will all be killed in public execution. Do we all understand?" The heads shook up and down, as the skinny, and bulky men, women, and children headed back to work. They did their final chores to ready themselves for the incoming fleet, sweeping the dirt off the floor. Making sure everything was spotless, before approving anything. * * * As the day grew on, Luthis began to walk the steps of the near finished HQ. All the rooms were done, just the final touches on the upper walls, and beds. It was excellent. Moving to the seventy-seventh floor, he adjusted himself in his office. Paintings hung of the Ice-Moon of Nastarine, and other selected things from his past. As him and Shadowfett walked, they came upon his office, fairly smaller than Luthis', but it was nice and large. "Here you are your cot." Luthis pointed to the corner. "Your desk and other items are here, when you are finished doing what you need to do, meet me in my office." Moving back to his office he opened a comm channel, one that he sent to the Black Sun. .:Comm to Smash, and Piccolo:. Luthis here, everything seems to be in place. The fleet and the headquarters are finished; all that we have left is the Slave Court. If you want me to do anything, just reply. .:End Comm:. Luthis sighed, and slowly drifted off to sleep as he waited for the comm.

The dark night surrounded the ship, as Luthis blasted off to hyperspace. The stars, looked as though they expanded on for years. Moving faster, the ship began to tremble, as he closened to his destination. Moving closer, he saw the moon of Sanity's End.

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