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Post by Phoenix on May 20, 2006 15:41:29 GMT -5
***Home to the Queen Scala of Onderon***
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Post by Phoenix on Jun 16, 2006 16:48:52 GMT -5
The fake Queen lunged in, her blades whirling like a tornado of flame reaping destruction wherever it tread. Kalo dived in with the tip of his blade, sliding across the fake's mid section by slamming into her right blade and temporarily neutralising it. The fake sliced towards his side with her left blade. He swung round and collided with the fake's blade, he then spun round fully and slapped the right blade away. He then lashed out, slicing for head horizontally, he missed as she ducked under it and he countered by slicing to her lowered position but all of a sudden she pounced over the blade and kicked him in the chest. Kalo felt the full impact of the kick and was cast over the stairs onto the ground. The Fake then lunged driving downwards with her two blades, Kalo rolled to the side and pushed himself of the ground and connected with her downwards stroke upon his head, sparks blew from the collision. The Fake's face promoted a destroyed grin, her grey skin was torn and old, she resembled a zombie and that she almost was if it had not been for her agile movements. Kalo shot a quick glance to Yuthur, he was going to hold the Fake until he could deliver a critical blow.
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Post by Jenno on Jun 22, 2006 10:58:29 GMT -5
Yuthur had analysed the queens movewments ever since she began to fight Master Kalo, her style was fast moving yet powerful, she possesed great skill with her double bladed saber, something which is a rare thing.
As Kalo shot a glance to Yuthur he nodded and, igniting the Guidance in his hand he moved into attack. The 'Queen' foresaw this move and quickly feined a strike at Kalo before moving her saber into the path of the eager padawan. The red and yellow sabers clashed and sparks flew, Yuthur didn't stay there however, he carried on moving. He had found what he was best at, not brute force, but stealth, quickpaced attacks and although the 'Queen' was quick, her strikes were still not quick enoguh to Yuthur's eyes. He dashed back in again, sparks flew again, Yuthur quickly brought his saber across his body, making the Sith bock his quick attacks, Yuthur knew he could not beat her, but he would tire her, drain her. He made quick movements with his saber, not using much strength, only the speed which the force provided him with. There was little time, very little time, for the 'Queen' to block, she had to rely on the force heavily, the use of a double bladed saber did give her the advantange but Yuthur was too quick.
Soon however, the experience and skill of the Sith Queen showed, a she began to throw Yuthur, using his movements to her own advantage. Soon he was the one blocking and avoiding the swipes that came towards him. As he took a step back to begin a counter attack, he recieved painful kcik in the gut, sending him sprawling backwards onto the floor. He began to stand up, clutching his gut.
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Post by Phoenix on Jun 22, 2006 16:04:47 GMT -5
As soon as Yuthur had been cast aside temporarily, he moved in spinning his blade in his hand, a fan of green energy flashing here and there. The Sith Queen turned and began to block and evade, Kalo's swipes and stabs, she was indeed fast but she would tire eventually, it was only a matter of time. Suddenly she swiped upwards with the back end of her blade aiming for his neck, Kalo sidestepped and clashed blades with the next attack directed to his feet with the front end of the blade. He moved around, circling her, observing her stance, searching for a weakness. Kalo lunged foward, swiping from his lower left to his upper right, slicing at her torso. She blocked it and knocked him back followed by twirling her blade above her head then lowering to slice of Kalo's. He ducked and spun under it, he then shifted his weight and rolled backwards. Once up he sliced upwards and came in collision with her vicious blades, holding them at bay. He pushed them back and leaped over her head, cutting downwards which she neutralised with her weapon. Once having landed he spun round like a tornado slicing for her head with two full spins. Normally one would expect to then push the attack from there on but Kalo was out immediately and finished with a spin kick to her face. Knocked aside he swept downwards, severing her legs clean from under her knees. As she fell he sliced the blade into two and pushed them aside, there lay the sith Queen, bleeding and on the verge of death. She was now too weak to retaliate, so he merely left her there and turned to the dark figure.
[glow=Green,2,300][shadow=black,left,300]Now, tell us where the real Queen is[/shadow][/glow]
Kalo began pacing up the stairs and stopped half way with his blade by his side, he was prepared for anything.
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Post by Jenno on Jun 26, 2006 17:20:12 GMT -5
Kuros had landed with his party of sith. Kuros had been meditating deeply, trying to muster the beginnings of a strong plan. He doubted he could the planet by force, the sith he was with were not the strongest, he doubted they could out up a challenge if the jedi were to arrive. Which they always did. One thing he did have on his side was a few prototypes of the force-negative droids. Since the jedi were likely to show up, this proved a good opporunity to look for 'any' flaws that there may be. Kuros left the ship with only a minute size of his party. This was a reconasince mission, they needed to gather information on the locals and more importantly the planet's queen and the layout of it's security.
Kuros gathered information from all of locals, some gave information openly, others required a few credits in their pockets first. IDuring the first day, Kuros gathered an excesive amount of information, some of it was not important, but some would help him to complete his plan. After another day of gathering information, Kuros was, again, meditating on his plan. He stopped suddenly, the items floating around him fell to the floor, some shattered, but he payed no heed, he gathered his cape, cape and dark robes, he summond the Sith to a short briefing where he gave out his orders. His plan was not one of simplicity. His aim was to capture the queen of Onderon and then use one of the female Sith in the party to act as a fake. This way the Fake would be able to manipulate the minds of those that would usually be close to the queen. Kuros had taken a long time to decide which Sith would take the queens place, but in the end his decision was one of certainty. There was one very promising student amongst those in the company, she was very similar to the description of the queen which was an added bonus, Kuros that felt after this mission had been a sucsess, he would take her as his apprentice and that she would become extemely powerful in the ways of the force.
The next big problem was how to get into the palace, it was heavily guarded and Kuros felt that this would prove the most difficult task. Early in the day Kuros went out alone looking for information on the palace itself, after a few hours it seemed to him that no-one had any idea what the layout of the Palace was like. After following many leads, Kuros managed to contact someone inside the palace, someone who was not loyal to the queen and homeworld, only to him self. Kuros bribed him a large amount of money and not long after the plan was set, all Kuros could do know was wait.
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Kuros was covered in back, the colour was his favourite except for the colour of Sin, the crimson of his blade was more than welcoming to him, he looked at the saber in his hand, it's smooth surface showed his the reflection of his face, he ignited where he stood, surrounded by 1/3 of his best sith. They stood in dark, dank sewers below the palace, Kuros would have prefered to find a different, less grotesque, way of getting to the queen. But this plan would do. Kuros thrust SIn into the air, it hummed in anticipation of the blood that was soon to be spilt. The floor was thinner in this area of the palace, it took Kuros but a few seconds to cut a large circle in the floor, using the force, he flung the now floating piece of floor into an unsuspecting guard who was instantly crushed against the wall. The few guards in the room, all looked from the hole in the floor to their crushed friend, many thought to run for their lives at that moment, but something kept them their. As they all turned and raised their guns towards the deep, seemingly endless hole, they looked nervously at each other, their own fear was taking control of them, which was something Kuros could use to his advantage.
Kuros deactivated his Sin and raised a hand to the sith around him, who were gleeful at the blood which was soon to be spilt, this was a signal telling them not to move, which he knew they would obey. After a few minutes of waiting three guards aproached the hole, steadily looking amongst themselves, they had courage, Kuros would give them that, however, that's the only thing he would give them. Asthe guards stood on the edge and pointed their guns down the pit, Kuros looked up, a slight smile on his face but it was covered by the darkness. Taking hold of Sin with his right hand, Kuros raised his left hand towards the three guards who peered at their innevitable death. Kuros called the force to him, ripping it from it's peacefulness and bending it to his will, curling his hand to face himself, he then made a sharp movement towards himself and the three guards were pulled down into the darkness, into their destiny. At that moment, many things happened, some of the guards fled, they ran away to their own safety, something that would be short lived. The guards that didn't run moved closer to the hole, some ran to the edge and looked down into the abyss. What they saw must have scared them to death, Kuros wouldn't know, he never bothered to ask.
As the three guards tumbled downwards, falling towards the awaiting sith, Kuros turned to his fellow sith and nodded. All six members of his company ignited their crimson blades, but his stood out shining amongst the rest. His blade, it was his greatest instrument and the bringer of many deaths. It would serve him here as well, the falling guards were greeted, by all seven of the blades, in a few moments pieces of the three guards lay upon the darkened sewer floor. Kuros and the Sith looked up at the six guards at the top of the hole, they smiled wickedly, the guards were like lambs to the slaughter. Leaping a great height, Kuros and his sompanions were upon the guards in a second, no blasters were even shot as the guards were either cut down too quickly or were suffering from server shock. In a few seconds, the pieces of guards lay everywhere and the sith took joy in the blood spilt and they were eager for more. Kuros was not one to deny them of that.
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Kuros stood before the entrance to the throne room with his sith. They were covered in blood and yet wanted more. Their sabers yearned for it as did they. The palace guard had mustered a final defense on the other side of the blast door, it would be their final defense in this lifetime. Kuros looked at Sin in his hand, it called to him, it called for the blood of the weak that stood between him and a his objective. Kuros and the Sith all moved next to the door, in one swift motion, all of their sabers had been placed in the door. They were melting away the blast door, and making an entrance of their own. After only a minute, the scorched remains of the door fell to the floor and soon the sith and Kuros were standing in a line, walking towards the guards all of which were laying down fire upon the approaching murderers, as soon as they were close enough, the sith broke away from the line and they began their slaughter, Kuros stood and watched, chuckling as the guards ran around in circles trying desperately to survive, which was now impossible. Kuros walked through the chaos, straight towards the queen who was still sat in her throne, Kuros could sense she was no coward she would continue to be defiant no matter what happened to her. As Kuros got closer to the throne, her two personal bodyguards stepped forward with their vibroblades in hand. Kuros brought Sin up in front of his face. One of the guards jumped straight at him and swung across aiming for Kuros’ torso, however, Kuros foresaw this strike and he quickly ducked and span around, sticking his leg out. The Bodyguard fell to the ground and Kuros cut his throat, releasing a spray of blood. Seeing how quickly and brutally his companion had been killed, the second bodyguard dropped his vibroblade and raised his hands in the air.
Please, have mercy.
Kuros held Sin at his side and, standing a few feet from the bodyguard he raised his left hand and used the fore to begin choking the guard. Slowly, he used the force to raise the guard into the air. The guard began to cry and then struggled to speak, but finally he found his words.
I... don't want... to die.
Kuros sneered at this pathetic life force infront of him before stoping his glare suddenly and showing the cruelty in his face.
The you should never have been born.
Still holding the man in the air with the power of the force, Kuros brought Sin around and then thrust it through the air to pierce the guards chest. After a few minutes of satisfaction, Kuros then let the corpse fall to floor as he unceremoniously pulled his saber from the body. He looked towards the queen as the sith finished off what remained of the Queen's guard.
I believe we have some business to discuss, your majesty.
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It had been a few weeks since their take over of the planet. Kuros had managed to replace all of the staff at the palace he had also managed to get rid of all the evidence of the take-over. The queen had been put in a secure vault and was constantly being watched. Kuros had ordered the rest of his sith to move into the palace almost immediately after the take over. Everything was running smoothly, his soon to be apprentice was slowly corrupting the minds of he officials that came to see the ‘Queen’.
His plan was interrupted one day when his old contact called him again. He said he had news that he wished to discuss, something he would find very interesting. On his way to meet this contact however, he could already guess what this piece of information was going to be. His thoughts were confirmed when he approached the spaceport, he could fell a strong force aura around two people, he could instantly tell that they were Jedi. But the weaker one amongst the two felt familiar to him, could it be Jenno, surely Jenno must be more powerful than that. Kuros had thought that Jenno was probably dead by now, it had been a great, many years since he’d last seen him. Kuros was awoken form his thoughts as he felt the presence moving towards him, if he was seen then he would be in for it. And so he set off down the street back towards the palace, after a few minutes, he sensed that the person had stopped, Kuros sighed briefly, he didn’t want eh jedi to have any sort of advantage. He now had to prepare the defensive strategy against any possible attacks.
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A few days passed and Kuros was waiting for it, the moment the Jedi would strike. He had set up a strong defense at one of the consoles, this meant that one Jedi would have to face the best of his forces, instead of spreading his forces evenly, making them easier to get into. Ultimately, Kuros had been defeated, his tactics had not been as well thought as his attack on the palace had been, now it was his chance to fight off these Jedi, it was his time to show that the SIth had returned, that they were not to be messed with.
Kuros waited at the top of the stairs, his apprentice had been defeated, there was no hope for her now, but he did not care any more, he was more intrigued by the two people that stood before him, mainly the one who was familiar to him. Yuthur. His child hood friend. It had been many years since himself and Jenno had e=been accepted into the Jedo Order, Yuthur had not been accepted then, but it seemed that Yuthur had now and that he was the lackey of this Jedi Master that stood before Kuros. He smiled faintly.
Yuthur, it has been too long.
Yuthur knew not what to say, Jenno had believed that Kurps was dead, how could it be that he was now Yuthr’s enemy, it seemed unreal. He stuttered for words.
Kuros, I… I thought you were dead.
Kuros laughed and then looked Yuthur in the eye.
No, my friend, I am alive, more alive than I have ever been. Surely you have seen the power we Sith possess, why don’t you join us. Together we could restore peace to the galaxy, we could fight side by side, as friends.
Yuthur stood there, what was he to do, he looked over at his Master, the bond between them became stronger every day. He couldn’t abandon all he had, he wouldn’t.
No… I can’t. For once in my life everything is looking up, I’m not willing to give it all up, not to join you and especially not to join the sith, they’re evil.
Kuros sighed deeply, he had hoped of more form Yuthur.
In my eyes the Jedi are evil, it is a shame that you won’t join me. You must draw your saber, it is time for you to see the power of the Sith.
Kuros ignited Sin and looked at it’s echoing crimson blade.
Yuthur followed suit and then ignited Guidance and watched it’s yellow blade glow around him.
Come, Yuthur, prove to me why you are right.
Yuthur lept up the stairs, straight towards Kuros, Guidance at his side, he raised the beating yellow beam over his head and brought it down as he approached Kuros, Kuros stood there, and before Yuthur could bring down the blade, Kuros had already thrown a punch into Yuthur’s unprotected chest. This caused Yuhtur to double over in pain, Kuros used this opportunity to force push Yuthur against the wall, knocking him out for a short amount of time.
Kuros turned to Kalo he grinned evily.
Your move, Jedi.
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Post by Phoenix on Jul 1, 2006 5:57:02 GMT -5
Kalo watched as Yuthur charged, he was no match for Kuros at the moment due to the fact that he still had much to learn. Whilst Kuros was being driven by his emotions, the source pf his power and the same source for many of the Sith that he had encountered over the years. Kalo held his blade in front of him, glaring at Kuros all the while. Once on the same level as he, he sliced to Kuros' left, faked, spun round and lashed out with a kick to his head on his right side. Then Kalo followed up the attack by sweeping low with his foot in a complete circle, aiming to knock Kuros off balance. Once having risen he placed his right foot behind him as a pivot, left foot in front and lunged in with his blade towards Kuros' chest, he then shifted his pivot foot to his left, spun and now with his back to Kuros, he stabbed behind himself towards Kuros' right side. Then pulled out, sweeped round with his right to increase the motion of his speed. Now facing Kuros once again, Kalo swung low with his blade to knee height.
Kalo's motion was that of the tsunami back on Glee Anselm, his movements overwhelming and fast, the waves were with him but most importantly the force was with him.
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Post by Jenno on Jul 2, 2006 12:09:25 GMT -5
Kuros stands there, gritting his teeth, his anger seethes inside him, he calls all of his anger, he can feel the power flowing through his body, the force moves around him, intensely. His grip on Sin tightens, he can feel his opponent, Kuros can sense that this will be a hard fight however, he will not back down. Kuros will never back down from a fight, cowardice is what he hates the most.
Kalo made his move and lashed out to Kuros’ left, using his speed, Kuros went to parry the attack, only to see that it was a fake. Kuros let go of Sin with his right hand and blocked the kick with his right arm. Already, after the first strike, Kuros knew he was outmatched, this Jedi had had many more years of experience than himself. Whilst concentrating on the fighting, Kuros was trying to analyse Kalo’s style, if he succeeded then he would be able to anticipate most of the Jedi’s attacks. Kuros had little time to do so however as Kalo attacked straight after Kuros had blocked the kick. Kuros had few options to avoid loosing his balance from this sweep attack. The safest option was the option he took, he couldn’t afford to be carelss and try something that had a high level of risk, not against this skilful jedi. Kuros began his movement, he only had a few seconds to do so, but he managed to narrowly avoid the sweep by flipping backwards, supporting his body weight with his right hand which was still free. As he stood on his two feet again Kuros raised Sin to guard his body as Kalo moved in again. Kuros observed the way he purposefully positioned his feet, it would have looked like a natural movement to another sith or jedi. But Kuros was looking specifically for this kind of movement, he couldn’t help but let a smile sneak through his cursed lips. Kuros made it look like he was going to defend the feint attack, but he did not commit himself fully to the movement. Instead when Kalo shifted footing so did Kuros. He blocked Kalo’s saber with Sin, this movement put him right behind Kalo, his breath fell upon the hairs on the back of Kalo’s neck, wickedly Kuros whispered into Kalo’s ear.
You know, you don’t have to make yourself seem weaker than you actually are.
Kalo then pulled back and swept with his saber at Kuros’ knees. Commanding the force as if it were a tool, Kuros jumped in the air he rose and when his feet came level with Kalo’s chest he released as quick kick. It was not the strongest kick, mainly because he had no momentum with which to add strength to the attack and also because it’s main intent wasn’t to hurt Kalo, but to act as a way for Kuros to move out of Kalo’s range for a moment. And so Kuros landed about five feet from Kalo. Looking down at the floor for a moment, an evil look spread upon Kuros’ face, and then he looked back into the eyes of his opponent, the man he would have to kill to get out of here alive.
Kuros was still in a bad position, now he would have to bypass kalo's defence and then land a critical blow on him. Through Kuros' mind ran many possible ideas each one with it's advantage and disadvantage. Kuros had to move quickly to stop Kalo from opening up another attack. Kuros wasn't sure if he would be able to survive another barrage of well placed attacks. Standing on his toes, Kuros quickly lunged in at Kalo, he raised Sin above his head and brought it down upon Kalo, anticipating a block, Kuros then carried on with his momentum and used his shoulder to try and knock back Kalo. After this Kuros rose his saber from his side to strike at Kalo's right side, and then his left, before lunging with a strike aimed for the center of his stomach.
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Post by Phoenix on Jul 3, 2006 11:07:19 GMT -5
Kuros had been successful in avoiding his deadly attacks, it was indeed a good fighter although no where near as seasoned as he was. Nevertheless he had done well.... perhaps it was time for Kalo to pick up the tempo and use his frustration against him.
He had been blocked as he stabbed backwards, obviously he had read his moves with the aid of the force, therefore when he swept round with his foot, Kuros meerly hopped above it and kicked him in the chin, knocking him backwards. Kalo flipped back up onto his feet and rentered his stance, he would have to be powerful but swift like the waves to overwhelm him. However, Kuros now pushed the attack and he was forced to defend. He had lunged and Kalo had positioned his blade horizontally across his brow to repel but he had been knocked backwards by Kuros' charge. He stumbled backwards slightly but was not of guard, now there was an attack to his right. His blade swift, it's green flames sparkled and crackled against the red of Kuros'. Now he lunged in again, only to his left this time. Again their blades collided, two mighty elemental giants raging amongst each other, their roars in harmony with each other. Kalo angled his blade and tipped the blood red sword off of his then with a slight hop backwards to his side, he evaded Kuros' lunge. His blade was left vunerable so Kalo lashed out with an upwards kick to his hilt then with his left foot he span round and unleashed a kick to Kuros' face. He then span his fan of green energy from side to side, like a ferocious cyclone, pushing Kuros backwards. He then halted for a split second, spun round a full circle and swiped horizontally for Kuros' head. He then followed it up by summoning the force to his side and channeling it through into a mighty force push.
[glow=Green,2,300][shadow=black,left,300]I have all the power I need, Kuros...[/shadow][/glow]
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Post by Jenno on Jul 4, 2006 14:40:42 GMT -5
Seeing his moves easily blocked, Kuros knew he would be unlikely to defend this next barrage that was soon to come his way. However, the kick at his unprotected saber was one of the last things he expected and moments later, it was flying out of his hand and it landed next to Yuthur, who suddenly began to stir.
Kuros still in awe from the fact he had lost his only weapon against Kalo was then hit square in the face, sending him spinning in the air for a few moments, before he fell to the floor, gracefully was certainly the opposite of his landing. And then Kalo moved again, his green saber, spinning wildly causing sparks to fly as it occasionally collided with the floor. Kuros looked towards Kalo, he had very little time and so, placing his hands on the floor behind his head Kuros Flipped backwards, again and again and again, acrobatically avoiding the swift but deadly movements of Kalo’s saber.
Sensing Kalo’s sudden stop, that was when Kuros stopped, he saw his opportunity as Kalo began his rotation, Kuros raised his hand and Sin landed in his grasp again, where it belonged. Quickly ducking below the attack, Kuros stood up and re-ignited his saber. As it’s crimson aura overwhelmed the area around him Kuros had little time to react to Kalo’s force push, which sent him flying into the wall his body then crumbled to the floor. After a few moments, ignoring the immense pain, Kuros rose, anger and hate were displayed on his face. Kuros marched straight towards Kalo, if he tried to escape now it would be pointless, he was not just going to lay down and die.
Yuthur now saw his opportunity, he had recovered from his landing against the wall and was ready to attack Kuros and get his revenge. He jumped at Kuros silently from the side, but Kuros didn’t not need his ears to know Yuthur was moving in for an attack, he could sense his movements, the force told him where, when and how his attacker was coming towards him. Yuthur raised Guidance above his right shoulder and, summoning his strength, he brought it crashing down on Kuros, it’s golden glow absorbing everything around it. Kuros grinned at Yuthur’s predictable ness. Kuros turned, and crashed Sin down upon Guidance, causing sparks to fly all around them, like fireworks. After parrying the attack, Kuros moved swiftly behind Yuthur, a clever plan had finally developed in his mind. Kuros moved like hawk, Yuthur was his prey and there was no way that he would escape his grasp. Kuros grabbed Yuthur’s right arm, the one which held his saber. Kuros palced his left hand to the left of Yuthur’s while whilst he also placed his right hand on the right side and inside of his old friend’s elbow. And then in one swift motion, he broke Yuthur’s arm, a cracking sound could be heard as Yuthur dropped his saber as the intense pain entered his arm. As Yuthur clasped the top of his right arm with his left hand and squeezed, Kuros moved again grabbed Yuthur’s arm. This time, he pulled it around it his back, pushing it upwards, causing Yuthur to cry out in sheer agony. Kuros then took hold of Sin in his left hand and placed it infront of Yuthur’s neck. Slowly he began walking towards the exit. His eyes were locked on Kalo.
If take one step this way, then Yuthur's death will be on your hands, Jedi.
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Post by Phoenix on Jul 4, 2006 16:02:44 GMT -5
Kuros had been disarmed, nevertheless his body itself was a deadly weapon and if used could cause great damage to it's victim. Kalo had cast him into a wall and immediately pushed the attack to place him in some sort of a checkmate whereby he would have no choice but to surrender. Using his atheletic build he sprung forward, charging with his blade twirling by his side. Kuros was now up but someone intervened... Yuthur. Everything slowed down as Kalo came to realise what the outcome of Yuthur's attack would be and it was frightening. Kalo stood there, his heart skipping a beat and his breathing deepening, he watched as Kuros snapped his padawan's arm and tortured him right in front of him, it was gruesome but he had seen far worse and knowing Yuthur he would be brave in this situation.
Standing there, Kuros threatened him not to draw closer for he had his blade tightly wrapped around his neck like a venomous snake. He could not approach the situation with any simple attack for if he did it was most likely that Kuros would slit his old friend's throat and Kalo could not bare to see that. Suddenly... Kalo wiped his sweaty brow with the sleeve of his garment, a signal that he taught Yuthur to act upon whenever he displayed it. Gripping his blade tightly, he took in a deep breath and hurled his blade straight towards Kuros' head, enhancing it's movement through the force. Kalo then reached out with his hand and summoned Yuthur's whole body to his side, hoping that the blade would have distracted Kuros into releasing him.
It had been a huge risk to take but he honestly couldn't see another way of countering this move. If Yuthur had learnt well from him, he would duck, he just hoped he would.
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Post by Jenno on Jul 5, 2006 15:19:38 GMT -5
The saber came towards both of them, Yuthur tried to duck as planned, but kuros pushed is arm up high, it felt like it would tear, rip it's self from the rest of his body, the pain was unbearable. Kuros had moved the saber away from his neck for a moment, but Yuthur couldn't focus enough to try and lash out at him. Kuros, with Sin in his left hand, struck down the oncoming saber, knocking it to the side, Kuros was a hawk, watching every movement his prey made, any threat it could cause. His features changed as he became angrier, using the force he opened the door behind him. Still with Yuthur infront of him, he looked into the eyes of Kalo, those big, Jedi eyes.
If you want Yuthur so badly, then here you go.
Kalo summond the force, his anger had swolen up inside of him, the pure power was intense, even he had never felt so strong again. Placing his hand on the elbow of Yuthur's broken arm, he pushed and used the force to increase his strength ten-fold. This caused more pain in the already suffering Yuthur, now he was flying, fyling through the air, straight at Kalo. But the pain became too much and he passed into unconciousness. While this was happening, Kuros had turned and fled, making the most of the time he had, he headed for his ship and soon departed, but not before he had managed to call back to Kalo.
This is not over, far from it, next time we meet, you shall fall to my blade.
Kuros got onto his interceptor and soon, he was heading for Vjun, where he knew Count Siegfried was waiting.
*Move Kuros to Vjun*
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Post by Phoenix on Jul 5, 2006 15:55:08 GMT -5
Kalo's blade had been deflected and it seemed as if he had failed his padawan, but he had not. Kuros had other things in mind such as escaping, Kalo had felt it and seen it as he pushed Yuthur away from himself, causing him great pain. Nevertheless, his padawan always came first and as soon as he had landed on the ground, Kalo dashed over to him and lifted his head to check his condition... he was merely unconcious due to the agony that he had been put through. He lowered Yuthur's head back down once again and looked up to find Kuros gone through a back exit no doubt leading to his ship. Kalo would not let him get away.
Picking up his lightsaber he chased after Kuros, up the stairway which had climbed and out onto the landing pad where Kalo caught a glimpse of him entering his ship. He sprinted over to the hatch but was rejected as it closed. Kalo immediately inserted his blade into the steel and began carving away at it, creating a new entrance for himself. Suddenly the craft jerked and the thrusters flared to life right where Kalo had been standing, using the speed of the force, Kalo lunged out of the way, high into the air before landing to sight the craft departing. He sighed... Kuros had got away but not without a little something he liked to call a tracer. Kalo red the ship's co-ordinates from his armband commlink... "Vjun huh? as I expected, running home to his master. Well that settles it, we're going to Vjun"
Kalo then turned on himself and dashed back into the palace to find Yuthur still unconcious. Everything was now over, the sith threat on Onderon eliminated and the Queen restored to her throne, everything was back to normal. Onderon had been saved but dark times lay ahead for the Master and his padawan....
***Move Kalo and Yuthur to Vjun***
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