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Post by Panno on Dec 9, 2014 17:45:50 GMT -8
Why would the Imperials cordon off this planet? It seemed, besides a few beasts that stayed at the edges of his vision this world was dead. Abandon. Even its seat of government was destroyed and in tatters. If it was not for crumbling and destroyed faces of famous historic faces whos busts were occasionally seen he could mistake it as an ancient ruin. Palpatine, Vader, and more than one Fel adorned the walls or sometimes the floor. Panno could feel the force pulling him, guiding him but it was not the feeling he followed but his pet.
Since entering the darkness the animal had picked up on something he could not. Her tail twitched from side to side, she cared not for the remnants of the sentient beings that surrounded her. The two legs not-caves materials or contents all smelled of one thing. Something powerful in the force. Its "scent" was impossible to mask or hide. Knowing the pack leaders powers of observation werent as good she led on until they stood before a wall that didnt look like the others. Scratching it and whining, trying to get in the hunter looked up expectantly to Panno.
Pushing open the door Panno was dismayed to see how thin the stair well was. More than one time on the way to the stairs he was forced to squeeze through scratching the armour. This was even more thin. Shimmying through with his back to the wall Panno worried about the paint, the blood red scratched off the armour onto the walls and left a dull grey streaks on the armour. Still though he progressed on. If one could hear whispers and words in the force it was not meant to be ignored. If he had been a Jedi he may have sat down and meditated on what it meant. Thankfully he wasnt. So he pushed on.
Looking to the left than the right in the throne room at first he missed the impossing man stand. Until he spoke, the blue eyes pierced into his soul and those words.
That throne must not be a very good place to sleep, looks uncomfortable to say the least. Who do I awaken?
The lizards voice remained neutral, despite the words reverberating in his head he resisted the urge to answer them. His own words seemed dwarfed by the atmosphere of the room, once again the Vornskr had become docile. She could feel the power emanating from Nexus. The darkness plunged its way into Pannos heart as the world and the man before him tried to eat away at him.
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 15, 2014 21:27:31 GMT -8
As the shadowed figure rose to his feet, Panno could hear the sound of polished metal plates rubbing against one another. Armored. Even without the added imposition of his armor, it was clear that the man who resided within this catacomb was an impressive specimen for humanoids. While tattered linen covered his armor, the vague outline of heavy plate armor could be noted, depending on how sharp and attentive Panno's eyes were.
A deep inhale could be heard from the hooded behemoth that rose from the throne- one not unlike one that the vorsknr at Panno's side would do when hunting prey. The figure was probing. Testing, or perhaps merely sensing- could the potency of those ice-like eyes be a deceptive cloak for blindness? No, though the man who owned them considered them to be more of a weakness than anything.
"I sense the force in you, Dressellian...and you reek of Imperial Standard paint and cloth. What is a child of Fel doing so far away from home? Dare you seek to claim the final frontier of the Deep Core?"
The figure took a step towards the imperial knight; suddenly the force felt almost pungent, as though corrupted by the presence of the dark figure.
"Or perhaps it is freedom that you seek...that is the ideal that your kind admires, is it not? Quite the ironic sight, a dressellian lap-boy for the Empire..."
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Post by Panno on Dec 16, 2014 15:11:22 GMT -8
Ah so we both chose to remain anonymous. Perhaps that is for the best after all names are knowledge and knowledge is power. Lowering his chin Panno furrowed his brow and his eyes became slits, giving his bald wrinkled head a snake like appearance. Bringing up his heritage had struck a deep cord with him. Mix that up with his current standing in the Empire well you see where I am going.
I come to find why this place is the final frontier of the Deep Core as you call it.
As the man took a step forward he could hear the shuffle of metal on metal signifying plate armour of a sorts. The world around him seemed to swim with the darkside, eating away at his core trying to turn him from the light.
I am no lap dog, if I was you would still be sitting in your throne of a ruined keep. Why has the Empire allowed you to sit here when they have enough power to blow this planet into a black hole?
His distraction gone he fought back not with a step, nor any overt way. Instead he sought to mask the stench in the force Nexus gave out. Reaching down he scratched the ear of the Vornskr calming it down slightly. Both sentience could plainly see its discomfort here but the touch of her pack leader was enough to sooth her for the moment.
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 16, 2014 15:37:01 GMT -8
A low chuckle reverberated througout the room. It sounded more like a rumbling of stones than laughter. Then suddenly, the behemoth shrouded in darkness, who was previously several feet away from him, was now inches away from his face. He cast a shadow over the large Dressellian; the darkness was nearly overwhelming at this point.
"Does the empire teach you nothing of its roots? Of the ones who gave it the true power which it once held, centuries ago? Children of Fel are but a shadow of what the empire once was...and I am the source of that ancient power."
The Dark Lord watched Panno, his eyes hungry for conflict and violence. He sought to push the Dressellian to violence. Standing so close, tearing old wounds open once more. The Sith were what he meant. The sith were what gave the Galactic Empire true power. Now, true sith were few and far apart. The Dark Lord towered over Panno, seeming larger than he was. He spoke out, in a low, yet thunderous voice.
"Your pathetic shadow of an 'Empire' allowed me nothing. I am not given anything. What I want, I take; your masters simply know better than to stand in my way...luckily for them, I have not wanted anything in a long time, but I sense that will change soon..."
He let out that low chuckle again. His eyes pierced the veil; the force felt for him, and in this abode, it bent to his will; it was broken here, subservient to one being. Him.
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Post by Panno on Dec 16, 2014 17:52:01 GMT -8
Before this moment he had felt apprehension. Now it was full blown fear. He had never seen anything move that fast, not naturally or with the force. There was something wholly unnatural about this man. By all accounts though it was safe to bet this was Nexus. Very few out in the galaxy could give out such power.
Although the creature was black and blotting out the pitiful light there was in the throne room he stared into the two things that were not darkness. Those ugly pale white eyes, he tried to think of species that were blind. Miraluka? No they had no eyes. Arkanians were the next guess. He had to think of something that could give him an edge, if this came to a fight. Or rather when.
The Sith may have started the empire but they were expunged from it for being weak. They nearly led to its downfall if you knew anything. Thats why us of us who are Fels forclings are sworn to kill our emperor should he fall to the darkside.
No doubt the Sith knew all this.
Fear you? You are but one man. What does a galaxy spanning empire have to fear of one man? Nothing. You are but a shadow of your former glory, a remnant of a time gone by. Nothing will change, you will stay here with only one change. Your bones will join those who already reside here and you will become one with the force. You are to tresk for your own good and it will be your downfall as it has been for all your forebearers.
They were nearing the fight, he could sense it like a prickling on the back of his neck but he made no move for his weapon as of yet. It was seldom he got to speak like this two one of his opponents. One of the perks of these old men was that they liked the sound of their own voice. Unfortunately for him he liked it to.
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 17, 2014 15:07:53 GMT -8
The teeth of the shadow could be seen, shining in the darkness. Straight and white- shown in not a snarl, but a smile. It seemed that Panno amused whomever he woke. He let out a deep chuckle from the throat, then slowly took a step back. When he smiled, Panno could feel a pulse of raw darkness- what was it that he was meddling in? Who was this apparent fossil that sat on an old chair in an older ruin. He did not make any threatening movements, yet his aura and size could assure the Imperial Knight that he was very much a threat.
"One man? No. I am not one man...I am something else..."
The darkness seemed tangible- it was hard to fathom, yet surely Panno, as an Imperial would know that he stood upon the soil once tainted by the Abomination that Darth Sideous had become. They stood on a force nexus, which reacted to the mysterious figure. Sight of the ground was lost to them, as a low hanging fog crept from the walls, covering the floor. The occasional arc of energy could be seen, climbing up the walls. The figure's posture seemed to change, growing straighter and more threatening than before.
To the trained eyes and senses of an Imperial Knight, the darkness was not the sheer terror that it was to most- instead it was a stomach turning, mind numbing fog, much like the one at their feet. Had it been only the knight and the shrouded figure, the darkside nexus' effect would not be as dangerous. Yet they were not alone. A low whimper echoed throughout the chamber, as a dark figure whimpered in the corner. The vornskr was far more susceptible to the lure of the dark side; their potent connection in the force, coupled with their feral nature made the nexus a very terrifying place. While in Pannos eyes, they stood in a fog filled room with nought but a throne in the center, but to the Vornskr, there was much more to be seen.
Tendrils of black smoke crawled up the wall, squirming and slithering, akin to serpents summoned from hell. Then the whispering slowly bored its way into the creature's mind. The whine turned into a low, angry grown. The shrouded man laughed once more.
"Quite the companion; a true apex predator. Did you know that when Vornskr evolved to hunt through the force, they developed a particular taste...one for force users. The funny thing is, here, in my domain, she cannot see me- which leaves only one force user to sate her hunger..."
And just like that, the beast lunged, turning on the hand that fed her- the vornskr made for Panno's throat. All the while, Nexus laughed.
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Post by Panno on Dec 19, 2014 6:40:35 GMT -8
A man named Nexus inside a force nexus? Maybe there was more to the man than just a name. The darkness seemed to listen to him and follow his will. Maybe he had underestimated him. Or maybe he was just someone who had spent to much time in the eye of the storm. The darkness created by the first Emperor had corrupted him, and it controlled him. Either way it would be a long day.
As the bitch jumped on him he struck out with his left hand neither fast nor slow. Just the right speed. Gripping her by the throat he held her in the air the muscles beneath his armour straining. Squeezing to cut off the beasts breathing he had to jerk his head to the right as her stinger just whisked by his head.
What you fail to realise is that I killed her mother and dozens of others on Myrkr. I did it starved, half dead and defending some pansy ass zoologist.
For once speaking had turned against him, next thing he knew he was on his back. While he was distracted she had kicked out both in desperation and hatred and escaped his grasp. As she jumped back, teeth barred he got back to his feet. This time when the tail lashed out he grasped his lightsaber and in one fluid motion cut off the stinger.
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 20, 2014 14:59:23 GMT -8
The piercing shriek of the wounded beast was drowned out by the booming laughter of the dark lord, who was clearly enjoying the show. Then both ended, with the sound of a sickening crunch as the beast's head snapped into an awkward angle. The limp corpse fell to the floor, soon to be engulfed by a blanket of fog. In that brief moment, Nexus' aura amplified, as the pain and suffering of the animal was consumed by the darkness within him. He was no longer laughing. His eyes were locked upon Panno and his lightsaber. The Dark Lord made no move for his weapons.
"Thank you for the show, and the sacrifice. Now it is time for you to leave with a message for your empire..."
The air around the shrouded man seemed to shimmer with malice, and his ice blue eyes seemed to be much more vivid now. The time for talk was over. Shrugging his shoulders, his cloak fell from his body with a soft rustle as it hit the ground, disappearing beneath the fog. Now Panno could see the man he was dealing with. Standing at an impressive 6'5" and weighing in at 245 lbs of raw muscle mass, which could be seen even through his armor.
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Post by Panno on Dec 20, 2014 16:42:02 GMT -8
His jaw squared as he heard the crunch. He had raised that animal since she had been a mewling pup suckling the teat, they had been through a lot together. To see her die so impersonally almost broke him inside. Almost. Instead it hardened him inside and he set himself to the task at hand. Despite the mans impressive size Panno was larger, a giant within his race he towered over most people at 6'6" so for Nexus to nearly look him straight in the eye was a nice change of pace.
That being said the man was still a finely sculpted piece of meat. Which is odd considering he said he wasnt a man, looking at those rippling muscles said otherwise. Rubbing a gauntleted left hand over his bald head he had to whistle shrilly.
You can tell me now, but you will have to repeat it to them later when you are in chains.
Panno adopted the opening stance of Djem So, the way of the Kryat Dragon. Raising his lightsaber over his head in a double handed grip he waited for Nexus to make the first strike. Judging by the size of his opponent he assumed Nexus would have a style similar to his, using his size and strength to his advantage. This was going to be a bloody long fight he could feel it in the force.
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 20, 2014 17:51:21 GMT -8
The Dark Lord twisted his lips into a sinister grin as the Imperial Knight readied himself for combat. There were ways to end a fight quickly and brutally, yet that was not what Nexus wanted. He wanted to stretch his muscles and feed his blade with the heat of battle. This would be a good long fight, with a predetermined end in mind.
The Dark Lord's armor covered his forearms, shin, thighs, torso and one shoulder. The asymmetric plates seemed to form a dark, perversely beautiful mosaic which allowed Nexus to move faster than if he was fully clad, yet grant him a substantial amount of protection on the battle field. Yet this was no battlefield. This was his domain, and as such, he reached up slowly and unfastened the breast and back plates, as well as his thigh plates; leaving only his gauntlets and armored knee high boots. They fell at his feet with a loud clatter. Then, the Dark Lord stepped over them with a patient, yet ominous step. As he stepped over the armor, he reached behind his back, procuring an elongated hilt that almost certainly held a second emitter. The hilt itself was wrought from a black metal, laced with veins of electrum.
He held the blade in his left hand, bringing it at level with his hips. His thumb slid over the activation plate. With a firm click, the all too familiar snap hiss of a lightsaber was music to his ears. The room was basked in a crimson glow. He held his ground for a few seconds, then, he charged with a burst of speed that seemed unnatural for a man of his side.
As he bolted towards Panno, he was mindful of the Dressellian's lightsaber, ready to ward a preemptive defense. Bringing his second hand onto the hilt, he brought the weapon from his left side to a high striking poise on his right. To the untrained eye, it appeared that he was going for a diagonal, over hand strike for Panno's left shoulder. But Panno had trained eyes, and Nexus wanted to make sure that he used them. As he brought the blade down, he shifted its course half way through the strike. A feint. Instead of going for Panno's left shoulder, he swung the blade in a tight arc, adjusting its course to aim for the midsection of Panno's left thigh. The feint was as swift as it was precise- no more than a blur of red to the untrained eyes of a non-force sensative. But Nexus hoped Panno would see it coming, or else this would be a very short fight.
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Post by Panno on Dec 21, 2014 8:22:04 GMT -8
So the dance as old as time itself began. He let the man who was not a man come towards him, better he used his energy running fast and swinging hard than Panno. When he finally began to move it was in one fluid motion like a stream parting around a rock. Panno looked not at the red blade as it swung but rather at the man behind it, searching his eyes for clues. Tensing and releasing of muscles. Arching his silver blade to the left he caught the feint to his leg mid way up his saber the curved silver blade sending sparks flying everywhere.
Red eh? Everyone loves stereotypes.
Standing in the force Nexus Panno could feel it flowing around him and through him. Dark as it may be it augmented itself to him, and he opened himself to it just the littlist bit. To much and the darkness that Palpatine left here would taint him forever, instead it was just enough. Steeling himself he let the force flow into his muscles and he let go of his saber with his right hand maintaining the lock; and punched out. His gauntleted right hand striking for the throat of his fellow force user.
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 21, 2014 15:00:25 GMT -8
The Dark Lord would have smiled at the calculated response from Panno, had he not lapsed into the mindset of war. Now was not the time for admiration or appreciation. Now was the time to fight, and kill or be killed. As their blades locked, Panno made the mistake of presuming that talking would further him in the fight; whether he was terrible at Dun Moch, or if he simply presumed Nexus cared for his opinion, it worked against him. In those seconds where he could have continued to press the attack, he allowed Nexus to take another step.
Suddenly the red glow of his saber was gone, and the weight against Panno's saber was lifted; depending on the reflexes of the military trained force user, he might be able to level the playing field on time, yet that remained to be seen. As quickly as it was gone, the crimson beam was seen again, though this time it was aimed in the opposite direction, arcing up towards Panno's incoming fist. [/s[am]
The Dark Lord had many tricks up his sleeve. This was one- combining the use of Form Zero with a double bladed lightsaber, he extinguished the blade engaged in the saber lock, and ignited the free secondary blade. Removing his right hand from the hilt, he twisted the weapon, guiding the newly ignited secondary blade into Panno's attacking hand with a sudden, unexpected ferocity as the second blade sparked to life.
With the current trajectory, the blade was meant to meet the wrist of the Imperial Knight. Nexus was no fool- he knew that his bracers were almost definitely infused with cortosis. The attack was meant to be a warning shot; Panno needed to stop talking and start focusing on fighting. However if his bracer wasn't infused with cortosis and the Dresellian wasn't quick enough, he would be short one hand. Nexus was also mindful of the fact that the barrier between his body and Panno's lightsaber was now gone, and raised that free right hand up to his midsection; the hand that was previously closed in a fist opened and moved forward in a thrusting motion, unleashing a force push that was only strong enough to potentially move Panno back a few feet, with the intention of actively pushing him out of striking range, and ideally cause him to lose balance.
The whole while, the Dark Lord's eyes were bold, seeming to glow with the glee of battle.
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Post by Panno on Dec 23, 2014 13:55:10 GMT -8
Panno was not a stupid man, when someone doesnt retort to what you say it means they will be mute the rest of the fight. He had to be thankful this guy did not have any guns up his sleeves. That would have been a hard lesson to learn.
With the blade leaving one end and coming out another it confirmed his fears. Nexus had mastered a double bladed lightsaber and he did not have a fancy but short pikesaber. Having no time to spare he twisted his wrist so the top was facing down and he reached out in his mind. In a flash small personal shield erupted. Based off a Killian Ranger design from over 100 years ago this was Pannos first time using it in the field. As the lightsaber impacted the energy shield the force of the blow forced his arm to bend vertically so his palm was facing in wards. So far so good on on it, the battery was small and could only last a few more hits but it would hopefully be enough.
With the lack of resistance on his lightsaber he began to swing the blade up towards Nexus when he felt the force push hit him. Ideally his own lightsaber would have gone up from Nexus's right hip and exit the left should. With the push though he slid backwards on the smooth floor and if his strike struck was pulled from the equation.
Taking the initiative Panno charged back in taking the three steps to get back into range of Nexus quickly. Slashing low his blade was aiming for Nexus's right knee. Looking to the leg a split second before he slashed from his opponents right; his yellow eyes went back to his opponents face hoping to see some clue of his opponents intention there.
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 23, 2014 16:47:10 GMT -8
Nexus felt the tingle on the back of his neck, and the singing kiss of a lightsaber, flooding him with pain, as the blade grazed his ribs before the push separated the blade from its mark. The pain was by no means the wosrst that Nexus had felt. His nostrils flared to the scent of burned flesh, and the darkside flooded his person- drawn to the pain. He used the pain, as any sith would. It fueled the fire.
It was at this point that our Imperial night began to realize the severity of the situation. He didn't talk anymore, but instead, charged. Nexus was tempted to smile, but the heat of battle honed his mind in on the fight, rather than the sentimentality of it. Using the pain as his fuel, Nexus narrowed his eyes, focusing on the Knight.
One second went by, and the breathe had just began to leave his lips- Panno regained his balance and started his charge. Rather than trying to dodge or evade the charging imperial, both blades of his double bladed saber snapped to life. Nexus stood his ground, facing Panno head on with his double bladed saber held in a diagonal guard, protecting him from his left knee to his right shoulder. Two seconds went by, and Nexus slid his right leg back, favoring his left for balance. Three seconds, they were upon each other.
Panno's strike, whether a feint or not, was met not with defense or evasion, but with attack. Nexus swung the top blade, which was guarding his right shoulder, in a sweeping diagonal arc from right to left, aiming its cleaving blade over Panno's lowered blade, towards his midsection. Would the imperial press the attack, or fall to defense, or better yet, improvise and surprise the dark lord.
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Post by Panno on Dec 24, 2014 8:37:18 GMT -8
When Panno saw the blade coming he had very little time to react, but there was time. Instead of following though with his swing Panno pivoted keeping his right foot planted on the ground so that he got out of the way of the red blade. Aware of the fact he was presenting his to an attack he moved his lightsaber over his right to block the second blade that would no doubt try to score a strike there.
Once he was facing Nexus again the Dressillian reached out in the force and used a very narrow blast of force push. Aiming for both eyes of the Sith the move was more accurately considered projected fighting. Making a peace symbol with his right hand he tried to drive the force into his eyes seeking to blind the Sith and maybe ruin the two eyes completely.
Meanwhile he lightsaber drifted down to his neck where he held it there horizontally. The silver costing an eerie glow over his face. He was enjoying the fight a little to much. It had been a long time since he had done anything but plot or make armour. This was a nice change of pace, his adrenaline was flowing blood pumping. It was only in the heat of battle that he truly felt alive. Of course none of these were things he was thinking, he was to focused on the battle itself trying to to end up dead.
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 27, 2014 12:40:50 GMT -8
The blood red beam cleaved through the air, depriving Nexus of the sickening satisfaction of a scream and the smell of burned flesh. He did indeed intend on following the strike with a flourish with the second blade, yet Panno had finally learned to think ahead, and evaded the blade as well. The Dark Lord brought his blades back to an attacking position when the Imperial Knight did something unorthodox. Nexus had expected a retort by his silver bladed adversary, but instead was greeted by a sharp pain as Panno's acute strike with telekinesis met its mark.
The roar that left the lips of the Dark Lord was far from human- guteral and primitive, it sounded more akin to the roar of a beast. He staggered back, not making a move for his eyes; Instead, his roar became an even more sinister laughter. He felt empowered by the agony, and harnessed it. He did not need his eyes to see- he could feel Panno. The knight was radiating a blood lust that was common when men with weapons gained the upper hand. He focused on that sensation, harnessing his pain and turning it into passion- into power. The sith code had strength in its truth.
Reaching out with his right hand, Nexus' mind focused on the hand which wielded the imperial blade. He reached out with an open palm, before squeezing it into a tight fist- urging the force to contract around the armored hand of Panno with a pain fueled force crush. The Dark Lord sought to main this man, taking from him that which he held dear; his weapon and the hand that wielded it. All the while, he was laughing
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Post by Panno on Dec 28, 2014 13:17:09 GMT -8
Fear cuts deeper than any weapon. He had hoped to cause some amount of fear in the man taking away the most used sense of beings in the galaxy. Then he heard the laughter and felt the pressure grow on his hand. At first he thought nothing of it, then it grew. Maybe the intricate parts of his stolen crushgaunt were breaking. All at once he knew how wrong he was.
His left hand, his strong one was being crushed through the force. His bones in the hand dislocating as the laughing continued assuming the Sith was taking his time with it. His face a grimace with his right hand he grabbed the sword that was on his hip and charged. If he had any hope of saving his hand he would need to break the mans line of sight. He hoped that this force nexus hadnt given him godlike powers. Ideally the 42 inch blade would have been held by two hands but with one about to be lost he toughened up and and swung feeling the strain in his forearm.
It was a quick slash, hoping to cut off Nexus arm, the blade eternally sharp enough to easily cut a chunk of duracrete. The gold hued blade gave off an ungodly wavering purple. The colour of pain. Although the blade usually had a slight hue here were Palpatines clones saturated the force to the planets core it shone brilliantly. He had forged this blade for just this occasion. He hoped it wouldnt let him down less he be down a hand. Mid swing he let lose a blood curdling yell; one of pain, desperation and fear.
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 29, 2014 19:46:06 GMT -8
The fight went on. Nexus was no longer laughing, but instead, focusing on his target. Blinded by Panno's attack, Nexus did not look upon a Dressellian, but instead at a wavering white silhouette. The force saw for him. And it saw more than mortal eyes ever could. The Imperial Knight's aura was ever changing- at first, it was red hot with blood lust, and now it had become the more sporadic nature of panic, as the situation dawned upon him. Due to the beskar nature of crush gaunts, Nexus' crush required some concentration. So much so that it wasn't until the tingling sense of danger crawled up his spine that he pulled his mind away from Panno's hand.
Luckily the use of one hand on the blade, versus two, made the attack easier for the Dark Lord to defend. Without the use of his eyes, Nexus heard the whistle of the blade cleaving its way towards him. Nexus was no stranger to darkness- constant training coupled with the gift of the force and the active force Nexus beneath him allowed his motions to be fluid and precise.
In a swift motion, Nexus threw his armored right forearm into the path of the blade. Nexus could nearly taste the weapons hunger, raw and untamed, it was clear that the force nexus was tainting it... Corrupting it. It felt warm against the cold embrace of his armor.
The blade and gauntlet met in a sharp screech and a shower of sparks that Nexus could not see. There was no scream of agony, nor did the arm give way. Instead, Panno would feel resistance against his sword- from a gauntlet that appeared mostly unscathed. Beskar, one of the last remnants of a life long past, when he went by the name of Fett instead of Concordia.
Nexus didn't miss a beat, as he pushed against the blade with a rough shove, aiming to distract Panno, while his saber- which was still ignited in his left hand- suddenly darted forward in a lancing stab, aimed towards Panno's lower, right abdominal area.
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Post by Panno on Dec 30, 2014 12:18:38 GMT -8
Thank the gods for Beskar, without it he would be well and truly fucked. The pain was still there, a dull throbbing pain but it was no longer all consuming threatening to destroy him. Jar Kai was never his best form, weapons were always weaker when handled by one hand. Xeonon had taught him that.
The Beskar his oppponent had was an unexpected surprise, even with his eye for such metals he had missed it. So the rest of the armour the man had was no doubt that material or similar in make. Lightsaber proof. Thank the gods Nexus had taken it off. The push threw him off balance, and he stumbled back his left leg leading so less of his body faced Nexus. Lucky for him. This presented less of a target for Nexus, but still one large enough to hit. Despite the pain in his hand, Panno turned his wrist and blocked the strike with his blade. The bones screamed in protest, as he tried to hold the lightsaber at bay.
Striking again with the sword, he opted for an overhead slash aimed for the shoulder that was unprotected by the armour. He wasnt going to make the same mistake twice.
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Post by Kaine Australis on Feb 3, 2021 3:50:47 GMT -8
The single Imperial Troop Deployment Pod raced down through Byss' atmosphere and slammed into the remains of the Black Stone Citadel. Quickly the 12 commandos within secured their kit and supplies. Their commander ordered them to deploy in teams of two into the ruined citadel and to find cover and concealment. The deployment pod was set to self destruct, and the six teams fanned out into the labyrinthine but ruined facility.The infiltrators were from the elite commandos of Clan Australis, a mixed team of twelve comprising the greenbacks and the night witches. All were skilled in long term reconnaissance missions behind enemy lines, and were well suited to the job of covert intelligence gathering.Harnan Ren
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