Borleias

[Dartha Athanth]

((As I have said many times, I hate time differences ))

 

Darsha saw the sith flip over her, and fleet him swing his saber towards her leg. She hurriedly scrambled forward, the lightsaber's blade singeing her clothes. Her hands flew to the other five lightdaggers at her belt, and she released two at him, then quickly moved to her six poisoned vibroblades, and threw two more at him in quick succession. It would just need a nick.... the poison could chew through armour and cloth....

[Bad karma]

Spider turned in time to see the two daggers flying at him, He jumped and twisted his body in the air to avoid them. He landed gracfully too the left of her, she quickly turned to face him.

 

"Rage....fuel me, feed me what I need to destory this one."

 

He could feel his blood boiling inside him. He wanted to rip her limb from limb, tearing into her flesh before he really started to have fun on the others. His emotions fueling him, he went into attack again.

 

He found a low center of gravity and charged her. He swung up with his saber, it was going for her dead center. If a jedi could avoid this he would be truley amazed.

[Jarlaxle]

Jarlaxle exited his ship the sensors still going BEEP BEEP BEEP signaling a battle ahead he looked ahead to see a jedi and a sith he started to walk towards them to help the Jedi win this battle.

 

 

He calmly walked over to the duel and asked the Jedi "Do you need any help with this fool?", As he said that his two light sabers sprang to life with a loud hissss.

Edited June 12, 2005 by Guest

[Dartha Athanth]

((If you noticed i threw four daggers altogether at you. Muahahaha... too late.))

 

Darsha smiled in satisfaction as he managed to avoid the two first daggers, as she had predicted. However, they upset his balance and her next two managed to graze his clothes, and one sank into the already injured shoulder that her first lightdagger had injured. The area would be numb, so he couldn't feel it, while the poison did its work. In five minutes it would be over....

 

He came for her, snarling, and aimed his lightsaber at her dead center.

 

Good thing I'm flexible, she thought, as she did a graceful arch, his lightsaber skimming over her belly, as she kicked up at him, sending him flying away, and called all lightdaggers to her hand. Flipping back to a standing position, she ran as far from him as she could, trying to get out of his range so that she had the advantage.

[Bad karma]

Spider felt his shoulder start to go numb where he was hit earlier. One dagger was in it. Some kind of posion was on it and flowing through out his blood. He quickly landed and took his saber to his own shoulder to get out the posion and keep it from spreading. He felt the imense pain as his own saber slid into his shoulder and cut off his arm to keep it from spreading. Smoke and heat rose up from where his shoulder was.

 

As the smell of burnt flesh spread over them all he charged at her with his saber again, He would give up and let this Jedi kill him. The imense hate he could feel for her burned withen him. He fainted to the left and jumped up and out to the right landing a small blow on her right arm before landing.

 

"You, he screamed out the words through gritted teeth, will die jedi!"

 

He swung his saber and the back of her leg and caught it this time.

 

The pain he felt...the rage he felt...the anger the fury all of it fueled him. He was off balance without one of his arms but he could make due...after all ex-circus clowns are just good like that.

[Dartha Athanth]

((If you fainted, you can't come after me, can you? ))

 

Darsha flinched as the blow caught her on her right hand, allowing a momentary laspe and the blade to nick her thigh. Cursing in Huttese, she hopped clear of his range, and awakened her hamster, which was still sleeping, the lazy bum.

 

She pushed his one arm out of the way with a firm grip, holding three daggers at the same time like a sai, and slid the hamster into his clothes. He pushed her out of the way before she could land a killing blow, but their hands were still together. With the force, she pressed the nerve point behing his ears, and the hamster took care of the ones on his chest, paralysing him in a split second, and got clear.

 

Closing her eyes, she sliced off his hand, and his saber clattered over the floor. Sighing, she went to his body and picked him up. And went to look for her padawan.

 

 

((EDit: decided not to kill you after all.))

[Bad karma]

He looked on as she sliced off his hand...there was nothing he could do about it though...he wasn't fast enough. Pain shot up his arm, combined with pain from his arm he was near passing out from it. He feel to the ground, his saber lost from his grip...he had no grip...no hands...his mind was slipping what he thought to be true and powerful had changed now.

 

His team...what would happen to them. Would they live, die, complete their goal? None of it would matter right now. His own life was at stake. Was she going to kill him? Torture him till he talked?

 

He could feel her picking him up. His life was going to be over soon. She would surely kill him.

 

The pain started to get to him...a ringing in his ears...his vision blurred...then he heard a voice in his head...one he had never heard before...

 

"Life has just screwed you over my friend. You are one arm less, and one hand short. What will you do? You havn't the power to kill her. You havn't the strengh right now to either. Oh, by the way Trowa...I am Jon.

 

"Who the...no...no it is just the pain can't be...

 

He passed out in her arms as she walked on...to whereever her destination was.

Edited June 12, 2005 by Guest

[Jarlaxle]

"Guess not then" Said Jarlaxle as she carried the half dead sith on her back he de-activated his light sabers and put them back on his belt and sped off in search of his master.

 

Jarlaxle went back to his ship and looked at the sensor it picked up his master with three other jedi and two sith, The sensor told him all he needed to know he ran in the direction of were the sensor said his master would be. He found him fighting two sith, Jaraxle's light sabers sprang to life with a loud hisss he launched one of them for Syn's heart, The other staying in his hand to deflect any incoming attacks.

[Kakuto Ryu]

Kakuto screamed, using his command of the force to help him knock Poleb's lightsaber back up over his head. Kakuto threw his body onto his back, kicking his feet out and slamming the heel one of his boots into Poleb's chest. Rolling onto the small of his back, Kakuto twisted at the waist to send his other foot into the side of The Jedi's head. Kakuto's feet continued spinning in a helicopter motion as he raised up and shifted his weight from his back, to his shoulder, to his good hand, driving him upward with a gyroscopic rotation. Stopping suddenly from a drop in inertia, Kakuto bent his knees and let himself fall, using gravity to gain enough momentum to stand back up. His back now to the Jedi, he watched from over his shoulder. His eyes never leaving the Jedi Master, he popped his shoulder back into place, a dreadful crack serving as it's only indication.

 

The strap on his warhammer came undone suddenly, the heavy weapon falling to the ground with a loud crack. His hand brushed the warhammer lightly, the grin on his face growing wide and sadistic in anticipation. This would be his first chance to try out the new warhammer. The Dark Lord turned around slowly, grabbing on to the handle and pulling it up into his hands. Small bolts of force lightning sparked around the head menacingly, his hatred for the Jedi channeling into the weapon and causing it to react. Kakuto raised the massive hammer over his head slowly, his head going down.

 

"This ends now."

 

The Dark Lord burst forward running full speed at the Jedi Master. With a savage yell he brought his hammer down, catching the weapon on Poleb's purple lightsaber. The warhammer, forged with Sith Alchemy, was stopped but unharmed by the lightsaber, it's coating impenetrable by lightsaber. Kakuto brought up his knee to jab Poleb in the stomach, then pulled back his hammer and brought it around. The head of the mighty weapon now constantly wreathed in a layer of force lightning, Kakuto slammed the Jedi in the ribs, sending him flying. A horrid crack of the Jedi's ribs echoed though out the temple as his body, bombarded with a momentary yet devastating stream of force lightning, tensed and contorted in mid-air.

 

Before the Jedi could recover Kakuto was upon him again, having leapt into the air. Kakuto brought the warhammer down on top of Poleb, narrowly missing the swift Jedi. The hammer slammed into the ground, sending a forth shockwave in all directions. Kakuto drew back his weapon, rotating the massive hammer once before swinging it again, now threatening to smash the Jedi like a bug...

[Darex Trevelian]

Darex nodded to Aryian as he came up. He was grateful for the assistance. Four on one (or even two) was not great odds.

 

Now, he thought. With Aryian's offensive, he moved right and defended him from the other Sith, allowing Aryian to focus completely on offense. His blue blade spinning, he blocked a swing by Syn aimed at Aryian's head, then reversed and swung towards Skykin's right arm.

 

This was a full-fledged battle, but Darex would nevertheless be careful how he fought. He did not want to compromise anything he believed in...or the nature of the Force.

[Kakuto Ryu]

((OCC: Skykin posted in WBS that she wouldn't be able to post for a while. It's bad manners to continue attacking her now.))

[Raynuk Montar]

(Tsk tsk. You forgot again Nom. Armor )

 

Quietus blatently burst out into laughter as the Jedi tried to used the rocks to beat him down. But the soft clanking that filled the air gave light to a factor that Nom continued to overlook, a mistake he had made on Coruscant, and a mistake he made again here.

 

The Sith Master really had no need to even try to block the tiny rocks, so instead he just stood there, mocking Nom for what he thought he was. As his last 'attack' proved fruital, the rocks fell to the ground around Quietus again. The Sith looked at Nom, and shook his head.

 

"You Jedi...So pathetic."

 

Once again, the rocks lifted themselves from the ground, only this time it was different. The rocks were under the influence of Quietus, a fact that was soon evident as each rock split in half, creating twice as many. But the splits had been calculated.

 

Each rock was now jagged to a point.

 

With a devilish grin still plastered on his face, all the rocks 'pointed' at Nom, and all flew straight at the Jedi with deadly accuracy at the exact same time. There would be no way to block them all as they sped towards their target, aimed to stab into Nom with no waiver.

 

And to make matters worse, Quietus was charging in behind the stones, his lightsabers ready and ignited.

[Lionchilde]

((Ahh, crap! Well, since Kayla was supposed to be Silla's rescue party and she'll be gone for a bit, I suppose I'd better save myself. Maybe next time, Kayla...))

 

In the confused jumble of sensory input, Silla couldn't tell whether the person in front of her was Jedi, Sith, or something else. Deciding it would be better not to find out, Silla lunged forward, grabbing an ankle and pulling the person off balance long enough for Silla herself to find the two lightsabers on the ground beside her and scramble backwards.

 

Adrenaline poured into her bloodstream and she was able to finally stagger to her feet. The chemical cascade caused a burst of clarity, steading her mind. Concentrating again, she found Darsha's presence through the Force--headed in her direction, she realized with an inward groan. She had wanted to help her Master...now it seemed her Master was coming to help her.

 

Sighing, she walked in Darsha's direction, wincing with every step but trying hard not to favor her injured knee and give anyone nearby a clue that she might be easy prey. Finally reaching her Master, she handed Darsha both sabers.

 

"Yuusou and I thought you'd need these..." she said sheepishly.

 

((There, Darsha, at least you don't have to come all the way to me. ))

[Renin Santur]

Renin felt some thing cold over his shoulder. He felt stress in the air from his apprentices and that they were being attacked by other Jedi. With out saying a word to Kayla, he gave her an apologized look and turned on one heel. The Sith Lord sprinted through the Dojo with great amount of speed from the force. He added the aura that he saw through his eyes and the force and placed it on his legs.

 

The Dark Side of the force was a powerful pathway, so powerful it could change the whole out come of things. And today, the outcome was looking slim, but hopefully that is about to change. He turned a corner so see his apprentices fighting a couple of Jedi.

 

((Lets see...How many of you? Darex, Aryian, Jarlaxle, Darsha and Zane now? Hmmm.... How many of us? BK, Aero, Syn, and Skykin. Wow....seems kinda off by the looks of it. How about we even it out just a little bit.))

 

*Dual of Fates*

 

Renin smirked as he stepped forward. He lifted his saber to his face and then brought it down hard to his side, as a loud vibrating cut of the air filled the room with the other sound of sabers swinging and colliding. The Sith Lord, again, took another step forward smiling dementedly. He saw that Skykin was being struck at by the Jedi named Darex. Renin leaped foward and placed his saber under the attack, blocking Skykin's arm. The Sith threw the Jedi's blade up with his and then spun, giving him a swift kick in the chest. Renin then flipped backwards, landing in front of Syn. He rose his hand and sent a giant force push at the airborne Jarlaxle, who was about to leash at his own apprentices heart. She flew extremely fast, crushing into a wall. Renin pointed his hand towards the ceiling, letting it crumble on to her and the wreckage of the broken wall.

 

Smiling even more, the young man flipped over Syn, landing in front of Aryian now. He stared at the man who was charged at Aero and Syn with his sabers before he made his move. Renin dashed forward and swung upwards left and then a straight right really fast, pushing Aryians sabers away. He then uppercut him into the Jaw and sent him flying into the air backwards. Before he could hit the floor, Renin sent a powerful wave of the force, that slammed into Aryians body.

 

Now Renin, Syn and attacking Aero were now against a battle for their very own lives. How this would end was up to the force. Renin turned his head to the side looking down the hall Kayla was down, and gave a some what sad look. He turned back at the Jedi and took in a deep breath. He could feel rage and sadness building up in him. His was growing more and more when he thought about Kayla, and it was beginning to make him stronger. More focused then ever, the Sith Lord lunged toward Aryian and gave a power upwards swing.

[Jarlaxle]

Jaraxle seen the other sith and also seen the other sith point his hand towards him the next thing he knew he crashed into a wall and it fell on him.

 

 

He tryed to get up his whole body was racked with pain and he dropped one of the light sabers his master gave him it was laying on the ground. Jarlaxle summoned up every once of strength left in his body to try and up it seemed like a major feat but he did it. His leg had a big gash down the back of it and his back was bruised badly other then that he had minor cuts and bruises, He made a run for his other light saber he picked it up as he ran and pulled out his other one with a loud hissss they came back to life.

 

 

He charged back at Syn this time sending one blade out wide to cut off his hand and the other in a lunge at his heart, instead of lunging for his heart he kicked out sending him flying back. Jarlaxle assumed a defensive postion and wait for the siths next move.

[Bad karma]

The colors...all of the colors. The swirling mass that was this...this place. A man stood across the room, he stood out in the vibrant room. He wore a plain gray cloak.

 

"Evening Trowa. You look quite ill rested today." The man grinned as he took a seat in a chair that wasn't there before...

 

"Who...he stammered on his words...are you?"

 

The man slowly rose and brushed his clothes down on himself smoothing them out.

 

"Well, I am...the sound of blasters going off and bloodly screams filled his ears. The sounds of lightsabers and flesh ripping was there. The smell of burnt flesh...a smell all to familar filled his nostarils. White hot pain filled his body.

 

He glanced up too see the one that had captured him still running towards her destination....

 

"I have to get out of here. I have to make it back, help the others. This...this jedi scum I must escape her."

 

He gathered all the strentgh he could and lunged at her neck. His dug his teeth into her neck, deeply. Blood and flesh filled his mouth as he pulled back and took a piece of her neck with him.

 

She dropped him as she grabbed her neck. He rolled over onto his stomach and got up. Blood was running down out of his mouth as he ran...ran back to where he fought her...ran as fast as he could. The coppery taste of the thick liquid filled his mouth...blood...to truly taste...it the blood of a jedi.

 

He tripped here and there as he made his way back...with only one arm and no hands. He had to retrieve his weapon. He tripped over a old tree branch on the ground and rolled.

 

As the dust cleared and he looked up he could see it...his weapon...his hand crafted one...He wormed his way over to it and opened his mouth, the jedis flesh fell out as he gripped his handle in his mouth and rose to his feet again...the pain was starting to really get to him.

 

He ran...ran back to the drop ship...up the extended ramp and collapsed there....waiting for someone to help him or his team to return.

[ObliviousKnight]

You ask and you shall receive... Armiena thought as she heard Aryian's Message. She drew one of her blasters, and thumbed it onto its lowest power setting. She took careful aim, relying on her instincts to guide her fire...

 

From behind the Sith came a scornful snort, and two blaster bolts. The first singed the top of Aero's head, melting one of the pins that held her hair in place. The second went purposefully wide, and sank into the stonework with a hiss.

 

"If you mean paradise as in the afterlife, it certainly does await you. That is, of course, if you don't haul your worthless asses out of our old temple and back to whatever pit you Sith came from."

 

She drew her lightsaber, one with an unusually long hilt. "Now, your first mistake was in joining the Sith. Second was in attacking our old home. Third was getting yourself flanked by a person like me; I'm not much for showing mercy." Armiena ignited her dark blue blade.

 

The Jedi Knight didn't walk up to the massive fight as much she sauntered. "Oh, yeah, and you can still make a fourth. You can always try attacking me."

[Darex Trevelian]

As the Sith Lord ran up to join the group, Darex knew the time was at hand. He immersed himself in the Force, taking the kick in the chest and rolling. He stood up just as quickly and brought his blade around wide towards Renin. Renin blocked it easily, and Darex held the lock, staring the Sith right in the eyes.

 

He saw something...something familiar in those eyes. Suddenly it hit him that this was what he would be like if he had been a Sith rather than a Jedi. He could himself reflected in the man's eyes, and it shook him.

 

He swung wide again, reversing it at the last minute into an uppercut, catching the tip of Renin's saber and flipping it upwards. He then swung low and dealt a glancing blow to Renin's knee.

 

Spinning his lightsaber, he waited for the counter-attack.

[Nom Anor's avenger]

OOC: Crap, I forgot again O well, looks like the big mean Sith Master needs his armor in order to beat us "pathetic Jedi"

 

IC: Nom backed into a wall, as he watched his own weapons now turn against, with the Sith Master at the controls. Nom waited...the shards of rock came closer...Nom waited...they were within three feet...he waited...one foot away.

 

He Smiled, then lept.

 

Using the Force to shoot himself into the air, the Jedi Master flew over the shards of rock, that now crashed against the wall, falling to the ground. Followed closely by Quietus. Because Nom waited until the last possible second before jumping, the Sith Master had not been able to stop himself in time. Where Quietus' expected to find Nom, he found durocrete. With a loud thud, armor clashed against the wall, creating a dent almost three feet.

 

Nom knew that running into the wall would not damage the Sith Master, but it sure made him look stupid.

 

"Hahahahahah, hey Quietus, I'm up here," Nom said as he perched himself on one of the many rafters holdng the roof up. Before Quietus could turn around, Nom had already lept from his spot, as he fell, he extended his foot, hitting Quietus squarly in the face.

 

The Jedi Master backflipped through the air and landed gracefully, lightsabers activated. Both Masters knew the battle had yet to truly begin.

[Xyn Ossek]

OOC: 1-on-1 no death duel with Lionchilde (Silla), no intervening.

 

IC: Xyn woke up and looked around - his opponent had moved on. How long had he been knocked out? As he stood up, a thousand pains rang in his body. Damn Jedi... As he looked around, the only weapons left around him were the lightsabers he stole from the Jedi's belt. His blasters were destroyed. Hooking the lightsabers to his belt, Xyn started walking around, looking for a way back to where the rest of the battles were going on...

 

Exhausted, he didn't care to use the Force to find his way, and then he noticed - this wasn't the way back. Infront of him lay a female Jedi with part of her neck removed with what seemed to be bite marks, and next to the fallen Jedi was another female Jedi, quite alive.

 

The Jedi looked up at Xyn, and suddenly Xyn was filled with energy - he reached for his two lightsabers but only brought out one, and as he ignited the silver blade the Force re-energized in his body. Although he was in a bad condition, he could still fight.

 

"Jedi... Welcome to your doom." Xyn watched as the Jedi threw one lightsaber to her Master on the ground, and watched as she ignited another. A purple blade - Xyn's most hated color. How convenient that the Jedi would be energizing Xyn's hatred. "The name is Xyn Ossek, and yours?"

 

Xyn lunged forward with that last word, his lightsaber clashing with hers. He let his hate fill his body, and he was ready...

 

He gave two quick swings with his silver saber at the Jedi, who blocked them both. Xyn swung his foot around, only for it to come spinning back as the Jedi ducked under it. Xyn's moves were slower than with his last fight. He swung his saber again, and realized that this normal swinging would not do the job...

 

Xyn let his anger fill him, and waited for the Jedi to attack...

Edited June 12, 2005 by Guest

[Hou-Jo Poleb]

((3))

 

Hou-Jo had several broken ribs, only his Jedi Crucitorn kept the intense pain at bay. He used the Force to elevate himself into the air, as he was weak to be able to move out of the hammer's way again. As it passed, Hou-Jo finally saw a flaw in Kakuto's attack pattern. He was swinging the hammer violently and had little to no defenses, focusing primarily on an offensive path to keep him overwhelmed. As Hou-Jo fell back down he made a dangerous decision. Even though he respected the abilities of his opponent, he had no choice but to follow the proceeding course of action. With one decisive swipe at Kakuto, he cut his hand off, causing him to lose control of the hammer, sending it soaring into a wall, crumbling the wall instantly and sending a tremor through the facility. It was in the next moment that Hou-Jo decided to use the power of the Sith against him.

 

Hou-Jo rolled on his right shoulder to his feet as he fell back to the ground, using the Force to pull the hammer to his own hands. He then spun it around, with no real force behind it as to knock the wind out of Kakuto, but to simply make contact. He did this and the Force lightning that had infested the mallet was against Kakuto's own chest, sending very painful lightning through Kakuto's body, paralyzing him so that he could not move the hammer away. The lightning began to dissipate, so Hou-Jo backed up and spun the blade backward, using it to deliver a jaw shattering uppercut that sent Kakuto the opposite side of the room. Hou-Jo dropped in a crouching position, reigniting his purple blade, prepared for the final assault.

 

((Good duel, Dan. It's up to Chad now.))

[Dagon]

Good fight guys, the high level master battles are always difficult to judge. I was most impressed by the fact that it didn't turn into a maiming match like with AP. Both of you have severely wounded the other and both of you have followed the rules of fair dueling, so this is a close call. However, its made a bit easier on a technicality. KR's hammer is attuned specifically to him and it is a Dark Side artifact. HJP would have to be Sith master equivilant to use it without it either malfunctioning or driving him mad. Therefore victory goes to Kakuto Ryu, but once again I stress that both sides did wonderful posting and that the board could learn quite a bit from reading this duel.

[Renin Santur]

((EDIT: Best read when Listening to Duel of The Fates))

 

Renin turned slowly before striking upon Aryian. Time slowed down for the Sith Lord as his eyes gazed upon the Jedis weapon that was coming towards him. Renin rose his blade and blocked the swing. Darex swung again at his knees this time, but Renin was to fast. He lowered his saber to the side and pushed the blade away from his leg. He then stepped back and spun the blade around himself, then leaned forward and twirled it side to side like a windmill at the Jedi.

 

He smiled as he kept his eyes on Darex, and kept his thoughts on the saber battle. His hatred inside his soul began to burn, each swing. The sparks flew from the sabers as the collided against each other. The Sith pressed forward even hard, causing Darex to walk backwards. The Jedi was showing much more competention then the others. Well at least so far. The young man now had Darex against a wall. Renin gave out an evil laugh as he leaped into the air and twirled. He pressed his feet against the wall behind Darex and held himself there for a second. He then jumped off and landed back onto the ground. Sliding backwards on his two feet and free hand, that wasn't holding the saber, Renin scowled at the Jedi.

 

Dust flew from the ground as Renin's feet pushed it while he slid. The Sith Lord rose slowly and lifted his blade. Standing a few feet away from sliding, Renin chucked his saber at Darex then ran behind after it. When the blade reached the Jedi, it slammed into Darex's saber, but Renin was already there. He grabbed the air borne blade and twirled to the right. Getting a block from Darex, Renin twirled to the left. His eyes now pure white with red veins of power growing, the Sith stared with a blank face of no emotion. His lips were straight, his eyes half way open, and eye brows were as his lips, straight like the lightsaber blade he wield.

 

Renin swung once more and was blocked agian. He flipped backwards and landed onto his hands. He pushed off from the ground and twirled in the air upside down. The young Sith placed his blade straight below him and drove it to the ground. The Blade slid through the metal, melting it until it fully stopped and caught the Sith. Renin made a sudden stop when the lightsaber did. His feet touched the ground and he gave a kneel. His was hair over his face as he looked down into the ground, and then he began to speak a few words through the force. The words echoed through the minds of the Sith who battled this day.

 

"There is no fear, there is power.

There is no death, there is immortality.

There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.......

We are the Heart of Darkness.

We know no fear,

But rather we instill it in our enemies.

We are the destroyer of worlds.

We know the power of the Dark Side.

We are the fire of hate.

All the Universe bows before us.

We pledge ourselves to the Darkness.

For we have found true life,

In the death of the light.

Now conflict the light and destroy it!"

 

The immediate time Renin was finished, his head whipped upwards at Darex. The Sith's eyes fully red and his muscles extremely flexed. He quickly rose and pulled his saber from the ground. He charged at the Jedi with great speed from the force. Renin leaped forward, high into the air, before getting to Darex and began to come down hard with his saber. In the eyes of the Jedi, there flew a black figure of darkness. The sound of his armor grinded through out the room. With a powerful blast of the force, a great energy wave slammed into the Jedi. It was so powerful, it caused Renin to fly back upwards into the air.

 

The wave slammed into Darexs and made a huge crater in the ground and also punctured the wall a bit. Renin landed and again slid back..His saber was in his right hand, risen in the air, and his left hand on the ground which he used to help him from sliding even more. Renin stood, panting his breath and took one big last breath in and then released. His breathing went back to normal as he rose his saber straight up in front of him. He waited for the Jedi to rise, and attack. Renin was now prepared for any attack from any one.

[Lionchilde]

((OK, so I've got the purple one, Darsha's got the orange...))

 

Silla sprang forward, feinting left as she leapt into the air, spinning at the last second to slash the blade of Darsha's saber toward the Sith's chest.

 

Landing slightly off balance, pain shot through her leg, but she managed to hook her foot around Xyn's ankle and pull him down opposite her. She pushed herself backwards, groping for something to help her to her feet as Xyn staggered up as well.

 

Somewhere behind her, Darsha still hadn't risen off the ground. Reaching out instinctively, her only concern protecting her fallen Master, Silla hurled a barrage of rocks, dirt, and debris toward Xyn, and pushed herself unsteadily to her feet, clutching the lightsaber in her hand.

 

She could feel the current of the Force pulse through her, living, revitalizing energy, but the pain in her leg was now even worse after the jarring fall. Clenching her teeth in determination, she advanced toward Xyn again, alert for the sounds of his next move.

 

"Use the force to block the pain, Silla..." said the annoying voice in her head.

[Exodus]

Absorbing the surprising kick, Syn soared through the air in the opposite direction, allowing a nearby tree to dent the speed in which he was sent. Once he collided, he'd immediately rise up once more..

 

He sprung over, shadowing Jarlaxle's defensive positioned body, snatching up dirt with his cold and frigid fingers. The hands that swelled with the thirst for blood. He than stared into his eyes - those pale eyes, once so full of glint and softness, became clouded with the images that passed over him now.

 

The ridges of Syn's mouth curved into a vicious smile, as he stared at the thin pathetic Jedi before him -- although somewhat skilled, starting at the orbital of each eye, ending down his jaw line. He rubbed his knuckles, almost chuckling at the numbers of Jedi within the vicinity.

 

Slowly taking off his ebony colored robe, his freshly tanned skin over his muscles flexed. His demonic glazed eyes, with those small pupils chilling the bones throughout the Jedi's body. Without another moment to spare, Syn returned the attacks -- noticing that this Jedi was the first to attack and would be deemed foolish for that matter. Regardless, the continious hisses and battering of sabers filled the air, Jarlexle and Syn's constant and steady pace remained matched to the bone..

[Jarlaxle]

Jarlaxle watched the sith get back up and prepare for another round. He locked eyes with the sith gazing into him the sith looked well prepared for a fight Jarlaxle had to end this fast.

 

Jarlaxle attacked again one saber going for his hand the other going for the siths face. This time instead bringing them back for a kick he reversed the angle and punched out with the hilt of the Light Saber dazing the sith he then de-activated them and hit him in the temples with both of his light saber hilts, He then kicked him in the stomach and watched him fall to the ground the dazed cross eyed sith looked shocked back as Jarlaxle took one light saber and sent it for the siths arm putting a hole in the left arm the sith screamed in pain Jarlaxle backed off to see the siths next action.

Edited June 14, 2005 by Guest

[Ary the Grey]

Aryian kicked up off the ground, momentarily forgotten. Not for long...

 

Darex, if you want him, fine. First one to take him wins.

 

Aryian sent a quick force message to him before the pumped Jedi did a war cry and brutally attacked Renin from behind. Naturally, Renin was open to the force, so his first attack was caught, but he grappled with the force, snatching the Sith lord's body and flinging it high into the air, and then slamming it down on the ground again. Gravity wasn't exactly a helping factor, as Aryian though he heard bones snapping.

 

He ripped him up off of the ground, roundhouse kicking Renin in the chest, whilst using the force to enhance his muscles and the force of attack. The Sith's body flew back, and again, Aryian yanked him back towards him with the force, and he threw his lightsabers at him, both spinning impossibly fast as they rushed to meet his body.

 

This day was the Jedi's.

[Kakuto Ryu]

((Great Duel. Thanks Chad, Thanks John. Great fun. Jedi's day my ass.))

 

Kakuto dashed forward at the Jedi, though his pain considerable, his will unstoppable. His lightsaber still on his belt he ran in with naught but his bare hand for a weapon. The Poleb's lightsaber blinked out, an internal circuit having been severed through actions invisible to the naked eye. Before he could change weapons it was over. The two stood inches a part, motionless and deathly quiet. Kakuto right hand protruded from Hou-Jo's back, his palm open and dripping with blood. His smile grew dark and grim as he slowly pulled away, blood pouring forth from the giant hole created. Poleb's heart was shattered by the incredible force put behind Kakuto's knife edged hand. The Jedi fell to the ground, lifeless.

 

"The First of three..."

 

Kakuto kneeled down, putting the tips of his first two fingers in his mouth and tasting the blood. He reveled in his work. A great Jedi master destroyed by his hand, literally. Kakuto dipped his hand in the pool of blood that gradually drained onto the ground. He smeared his finger across the breastplate of his armor, drawing a red line on the white armor. In this way he drew on his symbol, the eight pointed star.

 

Kakuto's eyes went to the ground where his hammer and severed hand lie. He lifted up his shattered arm slightly, looking distastefully at the mechanical stump. Raising it in the air he called to lifeless mechanical hand, levitating it a few inches beyond his stump. Wires sprang forward along side severed connectors, each seeking their counter part. The hand was pulled back onto the wrist, wires reconnecting, force fire welding the joints back together. It wasn't a strong fix, but it would serve him until it could be replace it.

 

Slung the hammer over his back grabbing a medium sized downed tree to hoist over his shoulder. He grabbed onto the hand of the dead Jedi and began to drag him. Across the battlefield he trudged, passing fight after fight, dead Jedi and dead sith. The Smell of blood stained the air. Smoke rose from the temple. The Dark Lord trudged through, ascending ever higher, the body of the Jedi leaving a trail of blood.

 

At the highest point of the temple Kakuto found a tall spire, onto which he crookedly speared the log. The Jedi's body rose into the air, his arms spread parallel to the tree. From his belt he produced three knives. Into the palm of Poleb's right hand he placed the first and drawing his hammer he pounded it in, pinning the Jedi to the wood. The second pinned his left hand to the log, and the third his legs to the spire. The force's support faded and his body began to slack, though permanently affixed to the cross. Kakuto raised his hammer to rest on his shoulder as he looked out onto the battlefield. clouds of smoke now blocked the sun, replacing the sky with a dull brown. The Dark Lord smiled.

 

Chaos was at hand.

[Dartha Athanth]

((I REALLY HATE TIME DIFFERENCES ..... PEOPLE DO ALL SORTS OF FUNNY THINGS TO YOU WHILE YOU"RE NOT AWARE OF IT ))

 

[should have killed you, spider]

 

Pain filled Darsha's mind. Her hand flew up to where it originated. It was a good thing the sith had missed anything vital, but he had took several muscles with hiim. She would be walking around with a tilted neck for a while. And she couldn't get up now, or risk having her neck fall off.

 

As she slipped into a semi-healing trance, she felt her padawan battle a sith.

 

Stay strong, padawan, she sent to Silla.

 

(Where's LYE by the way?)

[Bad karma]

Spider looked up, only to see the cold face of a droid looking back at him. He manged to croak out a few words..."Take me....to mimban now...droid move."

 

He knew that the jedi would have to pay, and he also knew the perfect way lay waiting in the basement of the sith temple on mimban. He would return to assist his team....and find that jedi.

 

The droid prepped the ship for take off. Spider took his seat...not able to buckle in without any hands he just sat there.

 

A sly grin crossed his face, "Droid, when you are taking off I want you to fire upon the jedi."

 

The small piloting droid finshed prep and took off, the sounds of the weapons firing down upon the jedi could be heard as the ship turned and took off for space.

 

The ship entered orbit and quickly launched into hyperspace.