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cin spun around, knocking aside the sith's sabers. he sprinted down the hall, pushing sasha and marcie ahead of him (is saiph with us?)
(i assume marcie is standing with us) cin gestured, slamming in the door. "this way!" he called, motioning for the other jedi to go first
cin's saber radiated confidence and control into him. he was sure he could handle anything that came his way. he moved to stand back to back with sasha, because he sensed soldiers coming, not with his ears, but with the force
cin could barely maintain his concentration, much less respond. he reached out with the force, finding what he was looking for. a metal cylinder flew from the sith's belt, into cin's hand. cin's lightsaber.
cin was faintly aware of a red glow growing rapidly closer to him. he focused, spinning around. the saber stopped midair
cin concentrated harder, emptying his mind, feeling the emptiness. no, it wasn't empty. there was the force.
cin was back in control, his blood lust supressed. he dropped down, putting a hand to sasha's leg, letting the force flow from him
cin felt sasha through the living force, felt her same pain, her same agony. he grimaced and ignored it
cin hit the sith lord in the ribs with the lead pipe, snapping several bones. "it's over! stand down!"
cin's thoughts faced frantically. he would at least let the others get away. "run!" he yelled, grabbing a durasteel pipe, moving to the door
cin leaped baack, avoiding most of the impact. he reached instinctively for his lightsaber. it wasn't there.
he spun on her angrily, his eyes burning with anger. after seeing her face, recognizing her as a jedi, he calmed immediately
