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Post by Starlett on Mar 21, 2005 7:42:46 GMT -5
Shaye looked at Soru...breathlessly the way he looked at her. Feelings were shared..without words being said at first. She was blown away by the intensity of her feelings, her pull towards Soru. She felt compelled to be by his side..permanatly. She felt this was her calling...where she was to be. Her eyes locked up on his and held his gaze..his eyes...he had the most warm, amazing eyes she had ever seen...they beared his soul to her..it almost left her gasping for air...
"Soru..I will stay by your side..I was mearly an assistant to you..you did it, and you are stronger than you realize...I can see this..I can feel it"
So desperatly..she wanted to run to his arms..embrace him..love him...be with him...tell him..I love you......It took all her strength to keep from running to him...she couldnt take her eyes off his though...
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Post by AG on Mar 22, 2005 2:13:27 GMT -5
Soru couldn't stop admiring her perfect features, her slender form, her eyes shining like diamonds as they looked upon his with that intense heat that fed the deepest desires of love and passion, like a music playing with angelic beauty, making everything seem unimportant and just highlighting the two Jedi, Soru and Shaye, and nothing else mattered. That's the way Soru felt at this very moment, as if the only thing that mattered to him was this woman, nothing else.
Suddenly, Soru jumped as he heard an all too familiar voice speaking from a seemingly endless distance, almost as if from a completely different realm.
[shadow=maroon,left,000]Aren't you going to strike me down, now you have defeated me?[/shadow]
The young Padawan nearly forgot Jorus was still lying there on the floor, his split foot bathed in blood and burned flesh. As he looked upon what Shaye had done to the Bpfasshi, Soru remembered what she had just told him. It wasn't true. Soru still had a long way to go, and Shaye wasn't just an assistant. She was much, much more in fact.
[shadow=purple,left,000]You're wrong, Shaye. You weren't an assistant. You were a partner. I did this, but I didn't do it alone. Thanks to you, we have defeated one of the most powerful enemies in the battlefield.[/shadow]
Soru walked towards Jorus now, his lightsabers still awake in his hands. Now, the time had come for Jorus to pay for his crimes. It was time to bring him to justice once and for all. As Soru began to raise his lightsabers to strike Jorus down, his expression changed from that of passion to one of pure anger and hatred, his eyes burning with fury, remembering what Jorus had done to Riko. Soru was about to swing both lightsabers down when suddenly, a voice rang in his head, the voice of Riko. He stopped short when he heard this voice, full of warmth and compassion.
[glow=blue,2,000]No, Soru! This path leads to the Dark Side. Your anger towards my brother must be controlled, for it will lead to hatred for him and consequently, to hatred for all the Sith Lords. You will use your powers for killing, for evil, and that leads to the Dark Side.[/glow]
Soru stood there, transfixed, arms at his sides while Jorus looked at him with an expression that told him he was not afraid to die now, for his death would mean the turning of another Jedi. That wasn't going to happen, for Soru deactivated his lightsabers and hung them on either side of his hips. He cleared his throat and spoke.
[shadow=purple,left,000]Jorus Valok, you are under arrest. You will be taken to the Jedi Temple for questioning.[/shadow]
Soru turned to Shaye.
[shadow=purple,left,000]Help me carry him to the ship.[/shadow]
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Post by Starlett on Mar 22, 2005 7:43:03 GMT -5
Shaye listened to Soru, she listensed with more than her ears...she listened with her heart..with the force, the knowledge that had been bestowed upon her by her Master..by her training, by her very consceince. She knew then what Soru was doing..she was watching him grow..watching him make his step closer to even more strength in the force.
"Yes, I will help you..anything you need".
Shaye clipped her hilt onto her belt and stepped forward to take her place next to Soru. He was more to her. More than a fellow commrade, more than a love...She felt him to be her very heart..her soul..her destiny. She knew also, the threat of Jorus before them..she faughht vailantly to bury her feeling..just for that moment. She had to still remain focused..her main objective to secure Jorus where he could not gain any strength, power or harm anyone...her next..to secure the safty of Soru and the others.
Shaye stepped forward to Jorus...Soru next to her...they lifted Jorus and carried him towards the ship..
Shayes eyes kept meeting Sorus...at one point she held his gaze a litle longer as they waited for the lift to open on the ship to board with Jorus.
She looked in his eyes...standing a few feet away from him, Jorus between them..a slight hint of a smile on her face..
I know Soru..and I feel it too..this is something bigger..something greater than we could have ever expected..I want this..to happen..with you
For the first time, Shaye felt herself..blush...turning her attention back to Jorus..She had to get her guard back up..he was powerful and shouldnt be underestimated..though he was incompacitated for now..locked up in Jedi control...
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Post by AG on Mar 22, 2005 12:23:04 GMT -5
As the two had carried the paralyzed Jorus on board the starship, Soru felt an even deeper connection bloosoming with Shaye. He paid close attention to the Bpfasshi, of course, but he wasn't worried about him. In fact, he wasn't even thinking of him. The only thing Jorus was to Soru at the moment was simply a deadweight body to be carried to the inside of the shuttle, for his thoughts were drifting upon his shared path with the woman now helping him. It was a wonderful feeling, to share a path not with a teacher, but a partner, an intimate friend, one with whom he could share any secret he so longed to tell to someone he trusted. The relationship between a Master and a Padawan was one of friendship and compassion. Strangely, Soru felt this connection with Shaye went much, much deeper than that. His heart was split in two at that moment, one side of him dying to tell her what he felt, the other side telling him to refrain himself, telling him this was going too fast. Soru couldn't help thinking how this had to be a case of love at first sight. He had seen this happen once with a Wookiee couple on Kashyyyk several years back, but never thought the same would happen to him.
Setting Jorus down, Soru reached out to hold Shaye's hand, his face going slightly red as he realized he had done this subconsciously, but didn't stop at this. Instead, he held her hand tightly. "Maybe I should tell her," thought Soru, still in conflict with himself about what to do, but the part which told Soru to keep his emotions at bay got the better of him.
[shadow=purple,left,000]I'll keep a watch over him. You go and activate the shuttle. We're going to Taris.[/shadow]
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Post by Starlett on Mar 22, 2005 13:06:08 GMT -5
Shaye held his hand and looked in his eyes intensely...not saying anything at first. Her emotions swept over her like a tidal wave. When he reached out and took her hand..feeling his touch, it took her breath away for a moment. She had felt feelings for others before..just casual..thoughts, never acting on them. This was different..she was falling , had fallen for Soru. She knew this to be true. There was no turning back and no hideing her feelings...surely he could tell by looking in her eyes she thought..her soul felt bared to him. ::I want to tell him..so desperatly..but he may think it too soon...I feel the connection, the attraction, i know he's interested in me..I just want so badly to be with him::
Shaye took a deep breath and softly exhailed..trying to regain her composure, control.
Slowly she pulled away her hand, still keeping her eyes on his..
" I will set the course Soru"
Slowly she rose to her feet and went to the shuttles controls..her hands shaking..shaking from from her emotions...
She set the coordinates for Taris..there she would see her Master again..she knew Master Kento would sense his Padewans feelings...whatever the case..she never wanted to be away from Soru ever again..she felt she needed to be with him..
Shaye sat at the controls of the ship and tried to meditate..it was no use..::Soru:: was all she thought about..
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Post by AG on Mar 22, 2005 17:05:41 GMT -5
**move Soru, Shaye and Jorus to Taris**
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Johan
Youngling
to take what there is and use it without waiting forever in vain,doubtless the right way to live....
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Post by Johan on Mar 23, 2005 0:50:30 GMT -5
His figure loomed darkly, escaping the cold winters of the planet as he took refuge on the ship with the paralyzed Sith and two Jedi.He hung, suspended as would a bat, his aura clashing with the betterment, not necessarily dark,but disturbed by the pressing allignments, the pains too sharp to ignore. He dropped to the floor, landing crouched, his beautiful silver hair flowing about his figure as he laid on the floor, wedged between two boxes. His trip would hopefully be serene.
Some say the end is near......
He gave a half-hearted chuckle as he attuned himself to the force, falling into suspended animation, his eyes burning a rabid crimson, savagery unspoken of lying beneath his slender exterior.
Off to Taris then....I suppose that is better than nothing.
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Post by AG on Mar 24, 2005 10:30:38 GMT -5
The snow blew everyhere like tidal waves in the cold winds of Ilum, a thick fog preventing anything from being seen, if anything wasn't blown away by the sheer force of the wind. The fact is, there was nothing to be blown into the sky, except for a lone human figure dressed all in black, rooted to the spot as if he were a dark tree, spreading the shadow of the Dark Side wherever he walked, stood or fought. Tobias Kaston watched as the Jedi transport took off towards the sky and into space, taking Jorus away into captivity. Tobias hoped he would escape from the Jedi's clutches, and a part of him said he would indeed. While Jorus opposed the Jedi, Tobias was worried that Jorus's race, the Bpfasshi, was making the Sith look like weaklings, that the Jedi could take them on any day while they should in fact be feared more than anything else in the galaxy. Jorus deserved to die just as Maknus and his own brother, Skurai, had for their incompetence. Tobias would then kill those who had disgraced the Sith by defeating them. Riko Fultyre was already dead, but Soru Lomenak, more powerful yet, was alive and well, a threat to the Sith. Jorus may have been a fool to take on the young Jedi, but Tobias would kill him nonethless. Soru was essentially an arrogant fool when it came right down to it. He wouldn't have come here to challenge Jorus again otherwise.
Tobias stood several miles away from the Jedi Outpost, but with the aid of the Force, the Dark One would get there in no more than 3 minutes, taking the Jedi there by surprise. After all, he was well out of their grasp. They wouldn't be abe to sense him out here, and the fact the Dark Side clouded their vision, like a shadow darkening a small chamber, gave Tobias an even greater chance to destroy them right under their noses. Suddenly, snow burst out as if a huge rock had burst right from the ground as Tobias lept and hit the snow at a run, strengthening his leaps as he Force Pushed himself further with every stride, approaching the Jedi Outpost with lightning speed, as if the Grim Reaper was coming to take all their lives away.
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Post by AG on Mar 24, 2005 11:07:37 GMT -5
The entrance to the outpost was deserted. It would seem as if the Jedi had either run into their rabbit holes, or there was no one here in the first place, not having been fast enough to react to Tobias's sudden arrival. One thing was certain though. They will be very surprised to find another Sith was about to destroy them all after they had been saved from another. They would not be so lucky this time. Soru wasn't here to protect them any longer. There were 16 Jedi here, including master Kris Leen, the man Tobias was most looking foward to kill.
Tobias waited for several minutes, waiting to see which of the two possibilities was true. If they would not come to attack him, it meant they did run away to hide. If they came, they just didn't react fast enough. The latter seemed the most likely to Tobias, but he had not taken account of another option: the Jedi would try to surprise him. A blue lightsaber came flying to him like a speeder, but Tobias was faster, fliping over it and landing a split second later and stood just as he was standing before. To anyone else, it would have looked as if the lightsaber had run him through, but a Jedi trained eye could tell otherwise. All 16 Jedi suddenly stood around the Dark One in a circle. Kris Leen emerged from the throng proudly, thinking he had captured his enemy, his blue blade in hand.
You are surrounded, Sith. Give up or die.
Tobias laughed coldly at the Jedi Master. What a fool. He didn't realize that despite the appearance, they were the ones surrounded.
[shadow=black,left,000]Fool. You should be the one to surrender.[/shadow]
Avenger was in motion then, Nightclaw still asleep beside his hip, spinning wildly like a fan, encasing Tobias in its red, fiery glow as it slashed everywhere were Master Leen stood, but the Jedi was fast enough to jump over the blade and slash down towards Tobias's head. Avenger did not stop spinning as it wheeled over the Sith's head to sweep the lightsaber away like a broom sweeping away dust from the floor. Tobias then sent a Force Push were Kris would have stood a split second later. Kris, still in mid air and about to land on his feet, flew away into the crowd, slightly breaking their circular formation.
The 15 other Jedi jumped at exactly the same time, closing in on each other, forming a tight circle as they free fell face-first with their lightsabers pointing towards the ground like a meteorite. Tobias was impressed by the attack. They had performed this move so accurately that one would think it was a choreographed move, perfectioned after weeks of training. Tobias knew it wasn't, for they could have done much better than this as he jumped into the air, gripping Avenger as if he had iron fists, pointing it directly in front of him, his body rotating like a wheel as it swept the lightsabers of his enemies away when he approached them, cutting off their limbs or even hacking away at their lives. The 15 Jedi landed on the floor. 5 had been diced up while another 2 heavily wounded. Tobias landed a moment later in front of the 8 remaining Jedi. They charged at him like bulls in a stampede, but Tobias wasn't a simple warrior enemy. He lept high into the air again, the Force extending his leap. He flew high, twisting and flipping gracefully like a dove. As he neared the roof, Tobias dipped himself into the far reaches of the Force, his mind able to see things the eye would not show. The particles making the roof overhead became clear, like the model of a lattice structure in a laboratory. Tobias shook the lattice violently, the Force acting as separate limbs. The cieling began to shake and crumble away as pieces of permacrete began to fall to the ground. Using the Force as if it where a hammer and chisel, Tobias shaped the pieces of permacrete to make them as sharp as knife blades, and then pushed them fast towards the 8 Jedi in all directions, falling like acid rain.
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Post by AG on Mar 24, 2005 11:36:24 GMT -5
An attack like the one Tobias had just performed could never be avoided entirely. As the sharpened pieces of permacrete rained from above, Tobias Force Pushed himself down at the last possible instant as the final piece of cieling broke away. The two Jedi which had been previously wounded died instantly, unable to defend themselves any longer. The others did everything in their power to prevent the sharpened pieces of roof from hitting them, moving everywhere to try and stop from getting hit, but once in a while, a piece would hit a part of the body not vital to it, like a foot or a leg. However, pain made the Jedi flinch and expose them to more fatal hits. Four more Jedi died as one, a Wookie, cowered away above the stairs. Tobias landed on the floor smoothly to face the last 4 Jedi brave enough to stand against him. It was time to reveal Nightclaw, it crimson glow blazing with life as it hissed like a snake in its waking form. Master Leen was among the four last Jedi. Tobias hoped he would stand for long enough to allow him to face the Jedi one on one. Two Jedi, a Weequay and a Twi' Lek, flipped over Tobias as Leen and another gaunt female Mirialan charged at the Dark One from the front. Leen, from the left, struck downwards for his head as the Mirialan slashed towards his shoulder. Tobias moved foward, raising Avenger to parry Leen's sky-blue wand of flame and Nightclaw pointed vertically upwards at his side to block the sea-green blade of the Mirialan. Tobias crouched low, almost to the floor as he spun around half a cycle, slashing Avenger and Nightclaw one after the other low as the air-borne Jedi slashed in mid air and landed on the floor to face their enemy, only to find their feet severed from their sockets. Tobias then jumped up towards the wall opposite to him, in front of the remaining Jedi. Landing feet-first on the wall, he Force Pulled himself down, keeping himself attached to it.
[shadow=black,left,000]Come, lambs. Come to the slaughter.[/shadow]
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Rozo
Youngling
Rozo Gretto, Age 20. Weapons: Lightsaber (green) Planet: Taris.
Posts: 73
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Post by Rozo on Mar 24, 2005 11:56:23 GMT -5
Rozo zoomed in flight, taking towards the surface of the planet. The fog overwhelming the drivers sight but with Rozo's force ability, he could see through the force. He stuck his hand out and pointed towards the outpost, many slaughtered Jedi lay on the ground, the heat still sizzling from the slash of a deadly blade of Sith. Rozo frowned and dived from the aircraft, the driver murmered something about paying a fee, but Rozo knew he would flee before the Sith spotted the flier.
Rozo raced from his current destination and stood on the side lines of a intense battle, waiting for the oppertune moment, the Jedi watched every move parried and countered. He removed the silver hilt from his pocket and held it just below his waist, rubbing his finger over the button gently, waiting for a chance to enter the battle. The blade wasn't activated yet, but Rozo had stood long enough. He rammed his thumb against the button and the whole blade sparked and flickered to life. The green glow shone brightly in the white light. The saber vibrated in his hands, the vibration cell inside the weapon humming the hilt as Rozo held it tight. He then looked up at the Sith.
"Hey! You've killed enough Jedi today. And I have killed enough of you to know that you won't stop at this, but please give in and we won't attack you any longer."
Rozo looked on at the sith, waiting for a reply as the battle came to a halt.
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Post by AG on Mar 25, 2005 6:27:49 GMT -5
Tobias looked at the Jedi who had suddenly jumped into the Outpost. Fury spread through him like wildfire as he said what he said. Arrogant fool. Who did he think he was to say he could defeat him? And moreover, why didn't he jump to defend his friends. He just stood by the doors to the afterlife, leaving them open for Kris and the other three surviving Jedi to walk right through. Kris and the Mirialan smiled in triumph at when he came and Tobias saw they would not be the first to attack him. His patience thin, Tobias dashed at the two Jedi, Avenger and Nightclaw spinning like hurricanes on either side of his body, his body moving like desert lightning towards his opponents. Kris and the Mirialan jumped away from each other in unison, only to find the two hurricans of crimson lightning dashing at them, held by Tobias through the Force. The Jedi raised their lightsabers to protect themselves, but the force with which the lightsabers spun was so powerful their weapons were always swept off as if blown by an intense wind. Nightclaw and Avenger eventually broke through the Jedi's defences, their body diced into several pieces only a second later. THe blades of fiery hatred returned to Tobias's hands like boomerangs. He was disgusted. He had just defeated 16 Jedi all alone, and he was still energetic, burning with the desire for more, air coming into his lungs as normally as always. Pitiful. He had expected more from even Kris Leen, but he couldn't expect much from him after all. He was nothing more than a Jedi. His face turned to regard the Jedi who had come in.
[shadow=black,left,000]You think you can defeat me just because you killed what you thought were my brethren? If you say you defeated Sith, then what you thought were Sith were in fact lower than dirt, for they were weak enough to fall to your blade.[/shadow]
Tobias then stood as if instigating the Jedi to come and attack him, to strike him down. He must have come here to defend the Jedi, but there were none left to defend. They were all dead. The Jedi had failed these people, and he would die with them. He will join them in the afterlife.
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Rozo
Youngling
Rozo Gretto, Age 20. Weapons: Lightsaber (green) Planet: Taris.
Posts: 73
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Post by Rozo on Mar 25, 2005 8:51:11 GMT -5
"No, No, NO!" Rozo shouted, he developed a twist of anger and hate in his voice, but every second that passed as the sith watched and stared at him, he became more mellow and the force flew in and out of his body as a mental substitute to his emotions.
Since Rozo weren't attacking, the sith would be the first to attack. He only killed in self-defence and that would mean the demise of this monster once and for all. He held his ignited saber forward and waited for the sith to attack.
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Post by AG on Mar 25, 2005 9:17:58 GMT -5
OOC: I asked Seth to ref our upcoming match. I'll send you an IM saying how battles work now.
IC: Tobias regarded the Jedi, eying him carefully. He was certainly the most arrogant Jedi he ever met before, even more than Kento himself. He could make a Grand Master of the Jedi Order just for that reason, but Jedi work in ways so subtle Tobias would probably never understand. Tobias could feel the anger spreading in the Jedi like a spider's webbing, instigating him to attack with everything he had. Yet, he hesitated. Any other Sith Lord would have tried to turn him to the Dark Side, try to make him push that anger further, push him to let his hate flow through him like blood, but Tobias would prefer to kill the Jedi outright, destroy him for being what he is, but the time wasn't right just yet. Tobias preferred to wait for now, to test the boy with words rather than blades, see how strong his will and spirit are. Only three Jedi lived now. Two lay on the floor, helpless, their feet no longer attached to their legs. A Wookiee was cowering on top of the stairs, too afraid to move, while a Human stood in front of him with his green blade humming in front of his face, motionless. They all deserved to die. Tobias approached the Weequay and the Twi'Lek laying on the floor, eyes closed in meditation. Tobias stabbed them in the heart with Nightclaw and Avenger and turned to regard the Jedi again.
[shadow=black,left,000]I have killed your brethren, and yet you stand there, frozen in disbelief. Why don't you attack me now? Why didn't you help them? Even if you can defeat me, this event will remain branded in your conscioussness forever. You have failed your friends, here. You have failed them all. You were powerless to stop me when I came here![/shadow]
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Rozo
Youngling
Rozo Gretto, Age 20. Weapons: Lightsaber (green) Planet: Taris.
Posts: 73
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Post by Rozo on Mar 25, 2005 15:28:12 GMT -5
Rozo looked into the dark and mysterious eyes of the Sith. He never understood their ways and probably wasn't going to try and figure out what it was. He stared coldly at the Sith as he stood, perplexed, his blade still crackling wildly from the contact with the injured corpses that lay on the ground.
"Jedi do never attack first, it is the way of a coward. Like you..." Rozo met eye to eye with the Sith and then at the bodies on the floor, with grace he then turned his head to the Sith and with a sarcastic smile gave a breif talk.
"I wouldn't bet on killing any more Jedi, It'll be the last mistake you ever make, Coward."
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Post by AG on Mar 25, 2005 15:46:13 GMT -5
Tobias couldn't help but laugh at the Jedi's statement. It was so amusing to hear what he had just said. THe coward was calling him a coward? He's never seen a Jedi act like this. He had to learn a lesson he would never forget, had to show him who was just the coward. Fool. He will not only pay for his defiance, but for his own cowardice, and he was going to regret ever having stood up aganst the Sith Lord.
[shadow=black,left,000]Fool. You call me a coward because I attack? Cowards hide like mice in their hole, they don't attack their opponents first. If I were a coward, your friends would be alive![/shadow]
His eyes began to burn with fury at this, eyes staring daggers at the Jedi, burning with the immediate desire to destroy this boy, to send him to where he essentially belonged: the afterlife. The Jedi were meant to die all along, and this boy would die horribly painfully.
[shadow=black,left,000]Since you so want me to attack first, I will satisfy your wish. You will regret having made such a wish. Let the battle begin.[/shadow]
Tobias abruptly stopped speaking and switched to battle mode. He never spoke while fighting for it was an unneccessary distraction Tobias could do without. There were still many sharpened pieces of stone lying around after his attack on the Jedi. He reaised one of his hands and suddenly, all the pieces of sharpened broken roof flew into the air and surrounded Rozo everywhere, circling him like an asteroid field, held there by Tobias as he used the Force as an extention of his arm. Not letting go of the pieces of permacrete shrapnel, Tobias jumped into the air and dived down like thunder towards the Jedi, both Avenger and Nightclaw held in front of him, pointing directly at the Jedi's head as the pieces of blade-sharp permacrete burst at him like rainpour all at once.
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Rozo
Youngling
Rozo Gretto, Age 20. Weapons: Lightsaber (green) Planet: Taris.
Posts: 73
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Post by Rozo on Mar 25, 2005 16:01:39 GMT -5
"What I meant was, you cower from the truth."
He looked up and observed the crete spikes hover around him like a whirlwind. He found himself caught off balance, and surprised, as a piece of ground began to crack and moan as, suddenly, a large section tore itself loose and began to fall toward him. Instantly, Rozo raised his hand, and within a flash some of the projectiles sent at him by the Sith sprung themselves against the floor and crackled loose once again on the ground. The sharp needle-like ground piece began embedding itself deep in his flesh. The piece was heavy, and it struck him hard, driving him forward a step or two, and, as it did a trickled of blood oozed from his arm. With a flinch, he spoke coldly.
"The Dark side grows within you, I wouldn't like to be in your shoes when it finally grows over you and makes you a wreck like the dark side of the force itself."
Smoothly, Rozo reached beneath his tunic and produced a small, silver hilt, and, touching it’s igniter, the brilliant, emerald green blade of his saber burst forth. He brought it to his side, wrapping both of his hands securely around it, and regarded his foe defiantly. With the formalities officially over, Rozo leapt forth furiously and unleashed a saber thrust toward the Sith master.
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Seth
Jedi Agent
Seth, Jedi Knight
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Post by Seth on Mar 25, 2005 16:12:36 GMT -5
Round 1of 4-----------------------
AG Effort: 9/10 Fairness: 10/10 Detail: 9/10 Coolness: 9/10 Bonus: 0/2 Comments: A nice opener. I liked how your character doesn't like to talk in battles, and the pieces of glass were a nice show of your characters force power.
Rozo Effort: 8/10 Fairness: 10/10 Detail: 7/10 Coolness: 10/10 Bonus: 0/2 Comments: A good opening as well. It's good to see a character that can take a blow, even if it is glass. A little, more detail would be nice, but it may not be needed. Note: Ag's character made an attack at you, that you did not seem to notice in your post.
Total: AG: 37 Rozo: 35
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Post by AG on Mar 25, 2005 16:22:04 GMT -5
Tobias was diving at an incredible velocity. He smirked when he saw that the Jedi had taken the first hit. This would only be the beginning of Tobias's lesson for Rozo. He had to learn how arrogance would get him nowhere. He was surprised, though, to see that Rozo was leaping towards him seconds later, thrusting his saber towards him with the Force of a comet. Excellent. Tobias didn't need to tell him that with pain, strength was the next thing that came. This made the Dark One all the more happy. Perhaps the Jedi was better than he expcted. Time to fight to the best.
Tobias twisted his upper body to the side, crossing his sabers in an X-formation to intercept the green wand of justice, the three blades momentarily locking on each other. Tobias had to move with lightning speed next as he continued to twist his body as his blades parried the Jedi's own in one fluid motion, bringing his lower-body down and his head above his feet and then upside-down again, as he sent a roundhouse kick towards his enemy, now above him, like a whip towards his spine, hoping to break it and paralyze him.
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Rozo
Youngling
Rozo Gretto, Age 20. Weapons: Lightsaber (green) Planet: Taris.
Posts: 73
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Post by Rozo on Mar 25, 2005 17:23:09 GMT -5
His intense gaze never left that of his attacker, the Sith sprung above him and lunged down upon him with his boot first hoping to kick Rozo down to the ground. Rozo became startled and exhaled deeply as an answer to the intense atmosphere he fought in. He had never battled a Sith Lord alone, and never felt the full potential of their attacks either, it hit him on the head before but he never had chance to test their skills with a saber.
Every breath came in shallow bursts as he spoke loudly as the humming of the area became louder from some machinery that was enclosed nearby. "Here goes," He suddenly muttered looking up at the Sith who had the advantage of gravitational potential energy with him alongside the force.
A menacing look grazed the Sith's face as he came down above Rozo, he flicked his foot out and tried to hook onto Rozo's back. Rozo didn't see this and desperately tried to phase backwards but the kick caught him hard in the face and passed him along the ground and onto his back flat on the floor. Pain swam in the blue depths of his eyes as he wavered before gaining enough strength to face the Lord once more, but he still picked himself up and stared down the Sith Lord with his pearl eyes. Their lightsabers pulsed so fierce that the handles burnt the flesh of their hands. Rozo Gretto raised his lightsaber and, in a whirling stride, slashed at this monster with full capacity of a great blow.
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