Whill Shaman Dažbog
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Post by Whill Shaman Dažbog on Jun 6, 2013 15:10:55 GMT -8
The entrance opens into a small courtyard with a shallow pool that takes most up the space. The pool is filled with lily pads and small fish. In the center of the pool are small islands big enough for some one to sit on and meditate. Around the pool are all kinds of plants. The roof is open to the sky and the sides of the room were held up by large pillars. There were doors to many rooms all around the pool.
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Post by Nyra Rishtar on Jun 7, 2013 18:24:52 GMT -8
Nyra was ticked off at Turlon's sudden disappearance, and being left with Darth Fang. She did not like the way that he looked at her. She really didn't like the way anyone looked at her, but that was besides the point. As the Sith led her to an empty room, Nyra looked around, trying to take in the architecture of the Temple. It was amazing. Almost everything she had imagined. Almost.
"So where are all the other Sith?"
Receiving hardly a grumble from Darth Fang, Nyra huffed as the man went away after unlocking the door to a room. Taking a step inside, she looked around. It wasn't too bad. Bed, refresher, empty wardrobe. Sighing, the female Sith walked back out into the garden, sitting down and looking at the plants. She'd have fun killing them in the future.
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Turlon
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Affiliation: Kashyyyk Sith
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Post by Turlon on Jun 7, 2013 19:03:43 GMT -8
There was a failed attack on the Academy when the strongest members weren't around. I think Shainex was maybe here. He snickered. Most Sith and apprentices fled, with a few exceptions that either fought or left after some time. However the Academy still lives it is just beginning to wake up. Tell me, if you are done here. Would you care to spar?
Darth Fang was still in the courtyard keeping an eye on her. Not much was still known about her and Sith are never known to truly be trustworthy.
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Post by Nyra Rishtar on Jun 7, 2013 19:27:47 GMT -8
Nyra looked over to Darth Fang, a look of surprise that the man was still here on her face. In her left hand she held a rose, which withered and died in her hand as she absorbed its life energy. She dropped the dead rose and smiled at the Sith.
"Attack you say? I'm surprised the Sith Lords here allowed such cowards to fill the ranks of the Temple...It's regrettable, but their own fault."
Nyra's smile grew slightly larger and she rested a hand on her own lightsaber on her belt. She patted it, but did not take it up....yet.
"Tell me. First it was Turlon, now you. Is it just that you want to size me up? Because by the looks of it you don't really have many choices left if you want to keep this place protected, by actual people who are strong enough to protect it....Or is it just because you are bored?"
Nyra raised an eyebrow and gave the man a challenging look.
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Turlon
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Affiliation: Kashyyyk Sith
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Post by Turlon on Jun 8, 2013 10:00:22 GMT -8
"It is in a Sith's nature to betray other's and focus on oneself. They are not to be blamed, only killed. And the answer is both, I am bored and want to see what you are made of, let's see if I can kill three birds with one stone."Fang said and then snarled as he focused on his animalistic like rage, the darkside making itself at home in the body of the all black Shistavanen. Almost ironically or in spite of his comment, he lifted a nearby rock about the size of a human head and made it slowly rise through the air before shooting out without warning, directly towards Nyra's midsection.
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Post by Nyra Rishtar on Jun 8, 2013 12:14:25 GMT -8
Nyra did not flinch as she brought the Force to herself, and stepped sideways as the rock was thrown, holding her arms to her side and catching it, using the momentum Fang's throw and spinning, and launching the rock right back towards him, but at a much faster speed; using the energy he put into it as well as adding her own to make it fly much faster.*
*Nyra's hand then went to her own lightsaber, the second one staying on her belt. The crimson blade shooting out from the hilt with a fwoosh, and went into a defensive stance, holding her lightsaber at an angle in front of her, waiting for Fang to strike. She was not a fool. She had no doubt that this Shistavanen could dispatch of her if he wanted, but this was a duel. She would like to see what tricks he might have up his sleeves, learning the enemy's techniques before striking. She drew the Force in, preparing to counter.
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Turlon
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Affiliation: Kashyyyk Sith
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Post by Turlon on Jun 8, 2013 21:02:50 GMT -8
Darth Fang reached out with the force and his right arm and lifted 4 fist sized rocks, he launched them one after another towards Nyra with about a second in between each throw. As the first rock was about 7 feet away from Nyra, Fang shot out a small burst of lightning with his other hand. He would then sprint forward calling a lightsaber into his grasp as the old gold blade sparked to life. When he was close enough he would slash out with 2 hands from right to left towards Nyra's waist. All the while calling upon the darkside and letting it fill him up and fuel his body.
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Post by Nyra Rishtar on Jun 8, 2013 21:26:48 GMT -8
Nyra moved fluently as she guided the stones around herself with the Force, using their own momentum and adding to it just as she did the first. She spun with them, adding into it and launching them back, bring her lightsaber up to absorb the lightning and continuing to the last two rocks back at the Shistavanen. Turning to face the sprinting wolf-man she twisted her arm to block the blow, but the over-extension caused the blade to be knocked out. The lightsaber sparked out, and Nyra twirled out of the way, to Fang's right, of the Shistavanen's blade's and bringing up her second hilt, the hilt of her dead Master. The silver blade snapped to life and she brought it down towards Fang's right shoulder diagonally.
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Turlon
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Affiliation: Kashyyyk Sith
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Post by Turlon on Jun 8, 2013 21:36:40 GMT -8
As the rocks had been redirected Fang dodged and slashed his way through them. After her little maneuver Fang swung his blade around towards the right diagonally to meet the blade and would press forward hard using the darkside to strengthen his arms and let a burst of darkside energies flow into the shove, hoping to knock her backwards where he could pounce forward and continue the slashes.
"Tricky little one, let's see how many more you have."
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Post by Nyra Rishtar on Jun 8, 2013 21:47:33 GMT -8
Nyra lvoed the improvisation during fights. She was always good at thinking on her feet, or sometimes off them. She moved with Fang's energy, flipping backwards onto her hands, and then back onto her feet bringing her silver lightsaber up to block the first slash going into the wolf-man's personal bubble, getting extremely close. She was small but she moved extremely fast. In an opening of one of Fang's slashes, she thrust her blade forward, towards his gut, but pulled back, hoping he would take the bait. The real attack was a spiral slash, bringing the silver blade down towards his right shoulder again. It wasn't original, she knew, but it was a way to test the Sith's reaction time, and to get him to think she wasn't a very good lightsaber fighter. At least not in the ways of creative attacks.
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Jun 8, 2013 21:54:50 GMT -8
Fang brought his saber in close to deflect what he though was a stab and as her lightsaber spiraled he brought it up just in time to meet her slash, and once again shove her back but with less assistance from the darkside this time, unless she began to push back substantially, when he knocked her back this time however he wouldn't charge in but would send a small force push knocking her hopefully farther back and into the ground. Fang grunted, drawing in on his rage he gathered the darkside even more rapidly into his self, ' Grr she deflected almost every attack but has not had a strong offence, that will be her downfall if anything.' The shistavanen thought to himself.
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Post by Nyra Rishtar on Jun 8, 2013 22:08:33 GMT -8
Nyra moved back, cursing as she stumbled, but remained standing. When the second push came, she grounded herself with the Force. She could feel her heart pounding, the adrenaline of combat fueling her body and mind to think and move fast. She loved it. Using the energy she had been building up during the lightsaber combat, she let loose with her free hand Force Lightning on Fang, a crazy look in her eyes as she focused all her anger on the wolf-man.
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Jun 8, 2013 22:14:44 GMT -8
Fang would bring his lightsaber up one handed, catching the electricity and absorbing it. With his other hand he would reach out and rush a large portion of his dark energies into a strong Force Choke on Nyra's throat.He grit his sharp canine teeth together as he concentrated on crushing her windpipe. He was not worried about killing her as Talon had made no mention of what he could or could not do. The medical droids and healers would probably be able to save her. And if not, then she probably wouldn't have been too usefull anyways.
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Post by Nyra Rishtar on Jun 9, 2013 8:16:28 GMT -8
Nyra was about to rush forward when she felt the invisible grip of the choke. She dropped her lightsaber and it fell to the ground, the blade disappearing. She coughed as she struggled to breath, and soon could not. She reached out a hand and began to use Force Drain, aiming for Fang, to drain him of his energy before she passed out.
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Jun 9, 2013 9:42:37 GMT -8
Fang gave a low growl that showed his excitement as Nyra began to choke and dropped her saber. That's when when he felt what was left of his energy begin to ebb away. Luckily he had used most of his stored energies on the Force Choke so there would not be that much for her to steal. It also meant that he would soon be weak, knowing this, his fist clenched a little tighter and rushed as much energy as he could into the attack so that less would be drained. His choke almost became a Force Crush but Fang was only moderately experienced with this skill. He fell to a knee but kept the attack going. He had struck first giving himself the advantage of time. Fang was getting weaker but he did not need the force to survive as Nyra needed oxygen. His Shistavanen stubborness meant that he would fight until he could no more. It was now a race, of endurance, as Nyra would begin to turn blue Fang began panting heavily.
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Post by Nyra Rishtar on Jun 9, 2013 9:49:09 GMT -8
Nyra was as stubborn as the Shistavanen, but oxygen deprivation compared to energy deprivation meant she had a lot less time to think. She used the Force to try and keep herself conscious as long as possible, but she was fighting a losing battle. Using the energy she drained from Fang, she let loose another volley of Force Lightning, trying to make him loose his concentration on the choke. This was probably her last chance and she knew it, so she had to make it count.
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Jun 9, 2013 10:05:50 GMT -8
Fang held up his saber to catch the initial burst of lightning and his arm began shaking violently, it was either defend or attack he was too weak now to do both. When he could no long grip his saber he began to let it slip from his grip and shut his eyes, preparing for the shock of the lightning to flow into him. But it was not his first experience being on the receiving end of the attack and he had been through worse. As the electric current surged through his body he focused on his pain and allowed it strengthen his connection to the darkness. He was now on both knees as his whole body violently shook and twitched, but still he held on. He opened his eyes to see the new all blue version of Nyra and would have laughed if he too wasn't as close to death's door. Fang relinquished his attack almost the very instant that the lightning stopped as well and they both slumped to the ground. Fang calling to the darkside to replenish him, but it came slowly now as he was very weak.
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Post by Nyra Rishtar on Jun 9, 2013 10:17:40 GMT -8
As the world went black Nyra's could not focus on her anger to keep the force lightning going, but as soon as the last of the sparks of electricity flew from her fingertips, she was let go. She fell like a rag doll to the ground, and stayed motionless for a moment until she finally breathed, like someone who had drowned. Her breathing was ragged, and she rubbed her throat. Slowly the color returned to her, but there was a large bruise on her throat from the force choke. She looked up to Fang with anger, but she could not help but laugh, though the laugh was badly forced through her damaged windpipe.
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Jun 9, 2013 10:27:37 GMT -8
The darkside came to Fang a little faster now but it was still slow for him, he sat up and let out a low growl. He hated not winning, but he hated losing even more. He had done neither win or lose, which he still hated. He focused on his rage and stood up, considering attacking again but thought better of it. He returned his saber to where it was stored and summoned a healer to take care of the electric damage on his body.
"Welcome to Kashyyyk, looks like you'll do."
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Post by Nyra Rishtar on Jun 9, 2013 10:52:47 GMT -8
Nyra struggled to stand up, but did so. The sudden motion made her dizzy, and see a few stars, but she remained upright. She called her lightsabers to each hand and put them back on her belt. Nyra walked over to Fang slowly and looked up into the face of he Shistavanen.
"I'll have to kill you some other time, wolf-man. I hope the shock messes with your fur for the next couple of weeks."
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