Rafa V

[Lionchilde]

Silla nodded thoughtfully. She had felt some of this during her own brief contemplations while Darsha had gone to assist in rescuing the padawan some time ago on Coruscant.

 

She closed her eyes, opening himself to the Force, letting the pulsing, ever-moving energy field flow over and through him, feeling its eb and flow, its countless tributaries, all swirling and moving according to the pattern that she was slowly beginning to discern...

 

Concentrating, she let that awareness deepen now, until her own existance seemed to flow within all life, and life itself flow through her young body, heart, mind, and spirit.

 

((It's ok, Darsha. No problem. ))

[Zane Arclyte]

Zane was just about to pull off another move when he noticed out of the corner of his eye a rather disturbing image: the onslaught of large, Force propelled, Generic Objects . This didn't seem like Kayla's style, so he presumed outside interference.

 

Without time to discern the source, he acted on instinct. The object closest to hitting him, he avoided by leaping back from his position in front of Kayla. He skidded back an extra foot, before seeing another object about to strike him. He leaped sideways twice to avoid it, though a part of it flew off when it hit the ground where he was and hit his arm.

 

He kept moving to make sure that he would not be an easy target for the objects.

[Lord Yuusou Ekimora]

Yuusou Stood still and concentrated on clearing his mind, and began to feel flashes of energy, then nothing. He was about to give up as he flet the energy return and started to be able to slightly sense his surroundings.

 

The energy ceased again for a moment then grew stronger until he was able to become fully aware of his surroundings.

 

((It's Perfectly fine.))

[Kayla Mhin]

Kayla barely had time to parry Zane's blow to her shoulder before she sensed several large objects flying her direction. Having just been stoned by her master in her earlier duel, she had learned something about how to avoid such attacks. Although, it still wasn't the easist nor the funnest thing she'd ever done.

 

As the objects hurtled towards her, she dropped and rolled out of the way of one as it raced past her. She sensed several more large objects flying their way and also that not all of them were coming at her but also at her opponent. So apparently, it wasn't Zane's doing. Unless of course he was insane and hurling large objects at both her and himself, which she doubted.

 

Another large something flew towards her and she slashed out with her lightsaber, effectively slicing it in half, and ducked one half only to have the second smash into her back. She staggered and ducked yet another object, doing her best to ignore the pain in her back. Then, sensing a rather large one headed for Zane, she reached out with the Force and slowed it, although, whoever had sent it their way was definately stronger and more experienced because the object didn't slow a whole lot...

[Scorp Jedi Knight]

Scorp had seen the objects coming, Had sensed the objects coming and instead of doing anything about it he had just watched.

 

This duel between the two had become more useful to him that he had first expected. As he watched the objects come at the padawans, he took note of the fact Kayla had just tried to help her opponent. Yet at the same time noted just how Zane had decided to deal with the objects. Yes this duel could prove quite interesting.

[Zane Arclyte]

Zane felt the scene slow down momentarily in his mind's eye as he got a broader picture of everything before him. As he concentrated, he formulated a risky but completely possible plan for how to get out of this more effectively.

 

Kayla supplied the first part of his plan by holding back that monstrous construct flying towards him for a moment. With this extra time he jumped on top of the thing, then about half a second after landing leaped to another one. It seemed this one was the highest up in the air any of the things were at the time. First position your pieces, then strike.

 

Kayla seemed to be taking this large object throwing thing as commonplace; her face didn't show an ounce of pain at the wounds she recieved, nor distress at the scenario. Admirable to say the least. The next part of his strategy depended on that.

 

He timed his next jump to land on top of a missle heading for a target just a tad above Kayla, then poised to leap again. Hah, Knight to D6, check. He send a mental transmission to her: Jump now! When she obliged, he jumped off the object he was riding and just barely caught his feet on the edge of one of the few remaining objects in the air. It flipped end over end under his weight, and instead of trying to regain his footing, he brought his lightsaber down along it, slicing it in half. One part flew away, though the other seemed hellbent on hitting his shoulder. He rolled with the hit to absorb the damage but that didn't mean it didn't hurt.

 

The distraction was almost over. Then the fight would begin again.

 

 

((And in other news..."Unless of course he was insane and hurling large objects at both her and himself, which she doubted." *laughs at this* XD))

[Enigmatic]

-As Revan awaited his Master's training and approval, Revan stood, leaning against a wall looking at the many Jedi that were training there. As he was waiting for his master, he decided to go over to his ship and try and take a look at his new thrusters-

 

"Hmm, pretty good, not to shabby, at least their brand new and not used"

 

-Revan was picking at his ship slightly checking if anything was mission or out of place. As he stood up pretty satisfied he looked over to Nom Anuras to see if he was ready to start his training-

[Nom Anor's avenger]

The battle was on as three lightsabers slammed into each other at rapid speeds. Nom initially attacked, trying to keep both his weapons centered on hitting Master Poleb. Hou-Jo's speed however had a different idea. After batting away Nom's attacks, he started his own. This was were the Jedi Knight felt most comfortable anyway, on the defense.

 

Unfortunately for Nom, form III and two lightsabers in each hand just didn't mix, at least not yet. He would have to develop the proper form later. Hou-Jo's never ending stream of attacks continued, sending blades of green and red over every crevasse of Nom's body, blocking strikes of purple at blinding speeds. He continued to give ground, waiting for an opening, keeping his blades moving to deflect each attack sent his way.

 

There,Nom thought to himself as Hou-Jo continued to press forward. As the Jedi Master brought his weapon to strike towards Nom's left, the Jedi Knight's lightsaber had a clear shot at Hou-Jo's now open side. Sending his green lightsaber in for the attack proved to be more difficult than Nom expected however. Because of the sudden shift from defense to offense, his attack was slowed greatly by the loss of balance. The weight on Nom's lightsaber ended up causing it to go wide, missing the Jedi Master by quite a bit.

 

Hou-Jo's weapon slammed into Nom's red lightsaber. The impact on Nom's crimson blade was too much for it to handle. It went soaring out of his hands, deactivating as it flew through the air. Nom was now only left with one weapon, but that was for the better anyway, considering he had worked with a single blade for his entire life, up to now anyway.

 

Before the Jedi Knight would launch a counter attack in his now more comfortable mode, he noticed Hou-Jo sending tons of heavy objects towards sparring padawans further down the complex. After sending the Jedi Master a somewhat confused glance, Nom headed for the padawans, knowing they would need some help.

 

Kayla and Zane were able to dodge and slash their way out of the first wave of flying projectiles, but a second was clearly on its way. Jumping in front of Zane first, Nom whipped out his jade green lightsaber, already putting it to work. With blinding speed, the Jedi Knight was able to cut the first three in half, stopping their momentum, thus making them fly off course. Although one broken power converter managed to get by and was now heading straight for Zane's head. Thinking quickly, Nom launched his lightsaber towards the object, keeping it activated through the Force. The blade made contact with the object only meters before it made contact with Zan's face. The power converter split in two, each piece streaking past the young padawan's head, crashing into the wall.

 

Nom didn't have time to collect his lightsaber, considering four more swoop engines were now only a few meters from sending Kayla to an early grave. Thinking almost instinctively, Nom held out his hand and closed his eyes giving himself completely to the Force. The three engines instantly froze in mid-air, one almost touching Kayla's face.

 

With a wave of his hand, the engines fell to the floor motionless. The Jedi Knight called his weapon back to him as he made his way back to Hou-Jo. He was starting to sweat considerably.

 

This is the weirdest duel I've ever fought , Nom thought to himself.

[/b]

[Enigmatic]

-With his master Fighting the Jedi Master, a power converter the size of half a ship came flying towards Revan. Revan had no time to react, he just stood there not knowing what was going to happen, hoping that he could move out of the way in time. With the converter soaring, spinning through the air it flew across the room coming straight for Revan's head-

 

-When The converter came just in range of Revan, Revan dove out of the way as the Converter hit his ship knocking his ship back into the wall as sparks flew everywhere. As Revan lay on the ground, his eyes went wide as he watched the two fight it out-

[Zane Arclyte]

Zane froze momentarily as the Jedi Master saved him from another object. He almost didn't have time to thank him before seeing him stop three heavy-looking engines right before they would have easily crushed Kayla into meat sauce. After bringing them down to the ground with a crash, Nom retrieved his lightsabers and went back to dueling with one of the other power-house Force users around. Zane moved closer to Kayla, his lightsaber at the ready, though not aimed at her. "You all right? That was a close call there."

[Hou-Jo Poleb]

Hou-Jo pressed on with another attack with his lightsaber. Nom may have practiced Form III, but it was not in a league with Hou-Jo's Form V. Hou-Jo left no margin of error, every attack was perfect with no mistakes or openings to leave him vunerable. "Come on Nom, why don't you put up more of a fight you pansy? If you used your hate, you could have beaten me by now."

 

One of the engines flew in from behind Nom and hit him in the back. Hou-Jo used this moment to punch Nom in the chest, knocking him backward over the engine. Hou-Jo pushed Nom with the Force, rubbing his back against the floor, creating a burn. Hou-Jo pulled Nom's second lightsaber to him. He ignited it and span it around to get a feel for it in his hand. Hou-Jo was more used to a two lightsaber form and was ready to show Nom how it was done. He leapt into the air and came down onto Nom again...

[Nom Anor's avenger]

Nom skidded against the ground, feeling his back scrape against the cold metal floor. His back began to feel a little warm as the friction began to take effect. But that was the last thing to enter Nom's mind.

 

Did Master Poleb try and push me towards the dark side?. Before he could even begin to answer his own question, he felt his lightsaber fly out of his hands and into the cluches of his adversary. Crap... He had to keep a tighter grip on that thing.

 

The now defenseless Jedi Knight remained on the floor, trying to weigh his possiblities. Before he could even come up with something that even remotlely resembled a plan, Hou-Jo was already upon him, Nom's own lightsaber in hand.

 

Nom quickly rolled to his left as Master Poleb's lightsabers scorched the metal floor. As the Jedi Knight go to his feet, an idea finally revealed itself. Extending his own arm, a peice of silver metal soared through the air and planted itself in the middle of Nom's palm, a crimson beam of light emerged shortly there after.

 

By the time Nom was able to position his weapon in front of him, Master Poleb was already in motion. It was quite evident that Poleb was much more proffecient at two handed lightsaber combat. His attacks were mucy swifter and more accurate.

 

Red clashed against greenish-purple as the duel raged on. Nom had to position his weapon perfectly in order to block two oncomming strikes at once. Using the Force to direct his parries and to control his breathing was a difficult thing.

 

As Master Poleb when for a cross-slashing motion aimed to take off Nom's head, the Jedi Knight ducked below sending his oponent a kick. The blow was strong enough to take out the Jedi Master's legs sending him sprawling to the ground.

 

Before Poleb could get up, he found one of the engines flying towards him. Fortuanatly the Master's speed was able to save him. For the most part.

 

Even though he was able to avoid most of the engine itself, it still clipped his arm with an almost sickening crunch, sending Nom's lightsaber flying out of his hand. The Jedi Knight was able to catch it and clip it back to his belt. His unrefinned two weapon fighting technique would do him no good here.

 

"It's funny you call me a pansy master Poleb," Nom said with a smirk. "Yet you need to steal other people's weapons in order to beat them."

[Enigmatic]

-With Revan lying on the ground half knocked out from the dove he had to make from the incoming converters, he didn't know what to do. Whether to help his master, or stay covered. As he wasn't exactly a Jedi yet, he had no Lightsaber to protect himself with if anything came his way, he was pretty much defensless.-

 

-As the fight raged on, he wondered what he would be like when he became a Jedi and Nom trained him, he was thinking about if he could be as good as his master some day. After he washed that thought out of his head smiling he kicked his ship from all the crap that started to happen to it. And it was new as well.-

Edited June 10, 2005 by Guest

[Hou-Jo Poleb]

OOC: There's nothing being thrown at you Revan...

 

IC: Hou-Jo smiled and fell into the Force again. More engines flew threw the air. One made a direct hit, sending Nom flying across the room, however another engine going the opposite direction of Nom, stopped him dead in his tracks and sent him across the floor. Several nuts and bolts came at him next, pelting him all over, leaving red marks about his body. While this was happening, Hou-Jo realized that the crunch noise was his shoulder being dislocated. He clipped his lightsaber and quickly relocated it followed by a short shout from the pain. He then ignited his lightsaber again and flew into Nom. Nom tried to block Hou-Jo's lightsaber, but Hou-Jo threw it away again. He kicked Nom and at the same time clipped his lightsaber. With his lightsaber in place He jumped up and punched Nom in the shoulder and again in the stomach, followed by a Force push that sent him flying once again.

 

"I've fought hopefuls with more skill then you. You aren't even trying are you? Maybe your just scared that you'll be killed in this contest. Give into your anger!"

[Enigmatic]

(Well 1. I know that, I'm just trying to get involved some how. and 2. Your chucking them across the room, it is possible. =/)

 

-As Revan spectated the spar between the Knight and Master He tapped his ship as it was dented slightly from the misfortune he had earlier. As he tried to follow his masters moves, they were going so fast, he couldn't keep up.-

 

"Man...thats gotta be tough"

 

-He saw Nom starting to sweat under the pressure of the fight, but he knew he would come out a Master. Instead of watching the spar for the whole time, he decided to work on his ship in the mean time. As he bent over to and layed down under his ship trying to fix the fuel valve, he got his fingers inside trying to twist the loose knob. When he pulled his hands back his hands were covered in black oil.-

 

"Great, now there's a leak"

 

-When Revan came out from under his ship, he wiped off his hands with a nearby rag and saw that there was a pretty big puddle under his ship containing mostly oil, and washer fluid. As Revan spectated the fight and watching his ship leak oil, he shook his head..-

[Nom Anor's avenger]

Nom felt the pain full on as the first engine slammed into him. But fortunatly for him, the Force still works regardless of pain. He was able to sense the second engine comming from behind well before it hit. A Force sheild was created just in time to stop the metal in its tracks. But that didn't stop a bunch of bolts flying straight towards him. Fortunatly, a lightsaber could.

 

While Hou-Jo was relocating his arm, Nom whipped out his lightsaber. Some initial screws got through, creating small welts on the Jedi Knight's body. But the rest dissapeared in a whirlwind of red energy.

 

 

When the Knight turned around, he found himself face to face with the Master once more. He brought his crimson blade up to defend but found it flying out of his hand again. If it wasn't covered in so much sweat, he would be able to hold on to the stupid thing.

 

The next thing he knew, he was getting hit in various places and sent flying again. Again with the Force push, Nom though as he rolled his eyes. He backflipped through the air and landed on his feet.

 

The Jedi Knight kept unclipped his green lightsaber again, this time making sure he had a death grip on the thing. Hou-Jo attacked again, sending strike after strike. Fortunatly Nom's defenses were able to hold, but they wouldn't hold forever. He would have to think of something.

 

As the Jedi Master continued to press his attack, Nom continued to conserve energy as he gave ground. He moved his weapon just enough to block the attacks but no more. Nom then closed his eyes, barely focusing on the battle anymore, he had to trust the Force would do that for him.

 

A tiny cylinder of silver began to float silently in the air. The Jedi Master was complety oblivoius to its movements considering he had to keep focusing on attacking. Nom was able to though because defense took a lot less energy than attack.

 

The lightsaber flashed through the air igniting on its way. Unfortunatly, in the middle of a pain staking duel, Nom's accuracy was not on par, but it was good enough.

 

The crimson blade streaked through Hou-Jo's leg, creating a small hole. Now that the Jedi Master's weight was taken out from under him, he had no choice but to fall to the floor.

 

Nom stood over him, lightsaber ready.

 

"Did those hopefuls kick your ass too?" Nom said, laughing at the very idea of turning to the dark side. He knew from experiance that it didn't work.

[/i]

[Dartha Athanth]

Darsha smiled. Theyy had both mastered it well.

 

Unclipping hers and Master Ryoo's lightsabers, she set both to the lowest setting, and passed one to each. "Now, keeping that picture in mind around you..... attack each other. The Goal is to score a killing blow."

 

(Up to you guys to decide which saber i passed to you... mine is purple and Master Ryoo's orange.)

[Hou-Jo Poleb]

With the help of the technique Crucitorn, Hou-Jo was able to forget the pain in his leg, leaving him to appear unaffected by the blow. The crimson lightsaber, still flying from having struck him, was turned around by Hou-Jo and cambe back at Nom, hitting him along the side of his leg, ripping a tendon. He jumped in the air and landed in front of Nom again to bring about another attack, this time with much more agression. Nom was taken off-guard by this behavior. Hou-Jo gained even more ground on Nom and drove him far back to the edge of the temple. He used his lightsaber to keep Nom's lightsaber far to his left. Using his right foot he kicked Nom right in the chest, knocking him out a window and falling down to the bottom of the temple. Hou-Jo waited for wherever Nom may return...

[Lionchilde]

((Well, since purple's my favorite color, I'll take Darsha's...))

 

Silla's mouth went dry as she felt the hilt of a lightsaber in her hand. It wasn't the one Darsha had given her before, the one she'd said belonged to her Master, but she supposed that didn't matter much, since she'd never actually used that weapon, only held it.

 

Feeling carefully with her thumb, she ignited the blade, testing it's weight and balance with a speculative slash. It resonated with the motion and Silla concentrated, quickly learning to distinguish that sound from the others around her. The blade itself was weightless, unlike her staff or any sword she'd used before...

 

And keeping her mind open to the Force as Darsha instructed, she could feel the saber there, pulsing, almost a living presence in the Force. She reached out to it, trying to make it not just a blade but an extension of her arm.

 

Then, turning to her opponent, she bowed again, waiting for him to make the first strike.

[Enigmatic]

-With the Knight and the Master sparring in the room, it got Revan excited, not only for him to start his training, but for his Master as well. With Revan's ship behind him, he didn't want to look at it right now. Revan couldn't wait to get his own lightsaber, someday build his own as well. But that was in the futute-

 

-With that, Revan tried to focus on the situation, he had alot of studying to do before he was to become that good. As he crossed his arms looking at his ship, he tried to picture it, and how it was to be fixed...but he had no clue...mechanics was not his thing.-

[Ary the Grey]

((Waits. And Hou-Jo, I didn't know you were a force god... ))

[Kayla Mhin]

Time seemed to slow for Kayla as she saw the large objects heading directly at her and realized that she would not be able to get out of the way in time. Just as the objects almost reached her, another Jedi appeared and halted the objects with the Force, just as they would have smashed her to a pulp.

 

"You all right? That was a close call there."

 

Kayla nodded, fine as far as having no physical injuries. However, she was considerably less than happy with the Jedi who had thrown the objects at them. In her opinion, no Jedi should ever harm another Jedi, or even put them in a dangerous situation. But it was not up to her to question the motives of another Jedi, especially not one who was more experienced and wiser than her.

 

With her lightsaber in hand and reactivated, she turned to Zane. "Are you ready to continue our duel or do you think we've had enough excitement for the day." She said with a small grin.

[Enigmatic]

-As Revan walked away from his ship and away from the dangerous spar, he went over to the other area of the room where Kayla was standing-

 

"Hi, I don't think I've ever met you before, my name is Revan Khanjell, I'm just starting my training here."

 

-As he stuck out his hand to shake hers, he awaited her reaction-

[Nom Anor's avenger]

Nom felt the air rush against his face as his body tumbled towards the dusty ground that was Rafa V. He would have enjoyed the experience if it had not been for his torn tendon. The pain haunted him as it drilled its way into Nom's mind. It almost kept him from getting an idea.

 

Almost.

 

The Jedi Knight kept his mind focused as he continued to sprawl downward. The Jedi sure have made a lot of headway on the base, he thought to himself as he reached out with the Force. He began to feel his body fall sideways as well as down. It was like the Force was steadily pushing him towards the building once more.

 

With a loud crash that could be heard throughout the entire floor, a lone Jedi Knight burst through the glass, sending small translucent shards everywhere. The impact really wasn't that bad considering the Jedi landed at such an angle.

 

He laid there for a moment, still concentrating on the Force. He trusted Hou-Jo would be patient. He could feel the pain in his leg start to receede as the tendon slowly went back into place. He knew a little about healing, but not enough to cure the wound completly, but it would suffice.

 

After getting back to his sleep, Nom made his way back to face Hou-Jo once again. His leg still bothered him, put it was good enough to use.

 

The element of surprize worked for Master Poleb, why not for Nom? He kept his presence masked, making himself unable to be detected, even to someone as powerful as HJP. He was able to perfect this technique while stalking a Sith Master on Coruscant.

 

Nom Anorus crept silently up the stairs, slowly bearing down on his prey. He could see the faint outline of the Jedi Master staring out the window, probably wondering why Nom hadn't approached yet. He got within a few feet of his target and lauched a powerful kick, which connected squarely on the Maser's back, sending him stumbiling forward. Poleb was about to fall out of the very same window that he kicked Nom through, had it not been for his quick reactions. Poleb barely stopped himself before plummeting to the ground below.

 

Fortunatly, that was all the time Nom needed. He grabbed hold of the Sith Master's coller and shoved his fist up the man's nose, drawing a considerable amount of blood. He finished his attack by sending a Force powered kick towards the master again, sending him flying even harder towards the open window.

[Hou-Jo Poleb]

Hou-Jo flew out the window, but he did not fall, instead he floated outside of the window. Hou-Jo smiled, "Good." It was in this moment, however, that Hou-Jo felt a disturbence in the Force. He closed his eyes and searched his feelings. "Oh sithspit." Hou-Jo opened his eyes and floated back inside, "We're going to have to end this Nom, you and I are going to Borleais. Immediately, get to your ship, and get something for your leg, Master Anorus.." He ran to the intercom system and broadcasted a message, "All Jedi and padawan learners, report immediately to the base on Haruun Kal."

 

Hou-Jo got into his ship and flew up toward the atmosphere, waiting for Nom before continuing.

[Nom Anor's avenger]

The newly appointed Jedi Master nodded as Poleb went towards his ship. Nom immidiatly followed suite, heading for his own ship, retrieving his red lightsaber on the way. He sent a Force message to his padawan as he revved up his engine.

 

"Get to Haruun Kal with the others. I'll catch up with you later."

 

With that the Jedi Master left the atmosphere, trailing along Hou-Jo's wake.[/i]

[Lionchilde]

Silla heard the announcement but remained where she was, focused on Yuusou, waiting for Darsha to indicate whether their lesson was to continue or if they were going to Haruun Kal.

[Hou-Jo Poleb]

OOC: Everyone is to go to Haruun Kal despite what they are doing, unless you want to disobey a direct order from the Jedi Council

 

IC: Hou-Jo and Nom left the planetside and entered hyperspace...

[Kayla Mhin]

"Hi, I don't think I've ever met you before, my name is Revan Khanjell, I'm just starting my training here."

 

Kayla smiled and shook Revan's hand, "I'm Kayla, nice to meet you." She was about to say something else when she heard a voice over the intercom.

 

"All Jedi and padawan learners, report immediately to the base on Haruun Kal."

 

Kayla glanced up at her master quickly, wondering, Why Haruun Kal? Didn't we just leave there not so very long ago?

 

"Well, it looks like we'll have to finish this duel later, Zane." She said as she deactivated her lightsaber and clipped it to her belt. Now, was she going to go with her master or just take an extra Jedi Starfighter and head there by herself...

[Lionchilde]

OOC: HJP, in case you meant me, I have no intention "disobeying" anything. Silla's only transportation is Darsha's ship, therefore Darsha decides where Silla goes at the moment...