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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 30, 2016 13:54:19 GMT -8
* Through the force Syn can feel Mir's presence as it reaches out to him and envelopes him like an invisible veil, The Jedi master was clearly letting him know that he knew where he was and that he was far more then capable in finding him. With Syn being more attuned to the physical aspects of the force than in its finer points, he must close his eyes for a brief moment to focus on Mir and answer him clearly. Syn sends a simple message through the force to Mir, a message that he knew the Jedi Master could not and would not leave unanswered...that he was ready and waiting*
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Post by Thrakk Valinor on Oct 6, 2016 12:58:31 GMT -8
* The Errant Fyre lands in a private docking bay inside the city. After touching down the landing ramp extends outwards and the star yachts rear entry doors open. A man wearing a black cloak with its hood raised exits the ship followed by six soldiers wearing clone war era designed armor. The six troopers form up around the Buado Class star yacht in a sentry formation. The black cloaked figure walks away from the ship and out of the docking bay.
Stepping out into the city streets, Thrakk can feel the cool night air against his skin. The last time he was on Fonder it was to pick up his newly built flagship, but now he was here for different reason. Stretching his senses out into the force, he begins to hunt the man he had came here for. Thrakk was made aware of the Jedi's presence here on Fonder from his intelligence agents within the First Order, with that intel now confirmed he would seek out his prize and claim....dead or alive.
After several minutes Thrakk can sense a sudden outburst of energy in the force, it was him. Why his prey would give away his position like that he did not know but it sure did make the task of finding him much much easier. Moving through the city like a ghost, the Imperial Hand soon comes up to the edge of an aqueduct, he looks down into the spill way which was maybe 100 feet or so below him. That is when he see's him, there where no second thoughts to who it was, the black jedi shadow combat attire and the bright blonde hair gave Thrakk all he needed. " Blackfyre" he whispers under his breath......
Thrakk gathers the force about him drawing on its strength, he knew the young outcast would fight him but it would be futile.*
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Oct 7, 2016 11:02:21 GMT -8
* Synar can feel something he had not felt in a long time, a cold that seeped down inside him and following that cold was a darkness that had no end. Looking over to Oramis, Syn knew that even though his senses where not trained or attuned; he would still feel an overwhelming sense of despair and anguish. Turning on his heel, Syn spins around to look behind him. He looks up and about 100 feet above him he can see a dark figure whose cloak had now began to bellow in light breeze. *
" It can't be....you died, we watched you die "
* Synar knew that neither Oramis or the black cloaked figure could here him speaking under his breath but he couldn't stop the words from coming out. Running was not an option, and waiting on back up was out of the question as well. At this point it seemed as if Synar would have to leave Mir alone for the time being and hopefully if he survived pick back up later. Syn turns to Oramis and yells out to him *
" Get out of here !!! Now!!! "
* Syn turns his attention back to the darkside user that had appeared, he unclips his lightsaber from his belt and grips the hilt comfortably in his right hand. Synar opens himself up to the force, drawing on its strength. He then thumbs his lightsaber on and the White blade springs to life, Syn holds the saber so the blade is pointed down and angled away from his right side. *
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Post by Mir-Atash Delphi on Oct 18, 2016 12:46:54 GMT -8
Being as open to the Force as he was in that moment meant two things for Mir. The first he felt the repulsive presence of one steeped in the Dark Side. And two, he knew that this new player knew Mir was around. There would be no sneaking up on this new combatant. The Sith's focus was on Synar, Mir could feel. What had the kid done? At first, he was content to let the Sith have his pray. Synar had turned his back on the light and would now have to face the consequences. The old Jedi started to walk away.
He heard the voices of the other masters in his head. It was his duty to deal with Synar, to bring him back to the light, or to put him out. He couldn't let some Sith do it. Reluctantly he turned. Still in full armor, he headed towards the two. He knew he couldn't hide, so instead he did the opposite. He filled the area around the two with his presence. He would feel in the Force, not hidden, but he would feel everywhere. He made his way to the future fight. He did nothing to hide his motives. The Force would tell them that he wasn't coming as Synar's friend or willing savior. He was coming to help, and was determined to do so.
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Post by Thrakk Valinor on Nov 8, 2016 14:51:12 GMT -8
* Thrakk steps off of the platform and lands with ease on the duracrete a few meters below him. He stares at Synar and the man he was with and draws on the power of the darkside *
" You have strayed from the path Syn.....you had so much potential, but you like your Master will die. "
* With the flick of his thumb Thrakk activates his lightsaber, the crimson blade coming to life. But then Thrakk feels another presence, strong in the light coming their way, with a grin he continues to look at Synar*
" So you brought a friend"
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Nov 10, 2016 0:39:05 GMT -8
* Syn doesn't answer Thrakk, he won't give the man from his past the satisfaction of baiting him. His face shows pure focus as Syn draws on the force and leaps forward at Thrakk, his lightsaber spinning in a circle before he unleashes a flurry of quick strikes at Thrakk. Syn hopes to overwhelm the Dark Lord early in the fight for he knows that he can contend with him physically but if Syn gives Thrakk the chance to use his force abilities, the young ex jedi knows he will be outmatched.
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Post by Mir-Atash Delphi on Nov 15, 2016 23:25:14 GMT -8
As he nears, the Old Jedi's fists began to glow a bright white light. He stands on the building above the combatants. He lets his presence fill the area. He would be impossible to pinpoint. He would feel right behind both fighters, and at the same time, he would feel far off. He illuminates the area with Force Light. The walls of buildings and the ground itself explode with intense3 bright white light.
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Post by Thrakk Valinor on Nov 16, 2016 14:43:49 GMT -8
* Thrakk doesn't resort to falling back to a two handed defense like Soresu, he instead matches Syn's attacks with his own by utilizing the dueling form of Makashi. Side stepping and moving with the attack, Thrakk relies mostly on quick wrist work to meet Syn's blade while its in mid strike which would then force the young ex jedi to start a new attack. Thrakk's strategy is to tire out Syn, then strike him down.
As the Fight ensues, Thrakk deflects a saber strike and the spins his body around so that his lightsaber would then end up impaling Syn. But before his blade could meet its mark, Thrakk becomes blinded visually and through the force. The Imperial Hand stumbles forward, his whole body feeling like its on fire. Drawing on the force Thrakk pushes the light away, he lets his anger, pain and hate fuel the fire of the darkside within him and he is soon consumed with its power.
Opening his he looks at up for the new comer that he felt a trace of earlier, his eyes now burning like the lava fields of mustafar. Extending out his hand, Thrakk unleashes the darkness like a tidal wave combating the large amount of lightside energy that saturated the area.*
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 12, 2017 6:27:14 GMT -8
* Just as Syn was thinking this was the end, the dark siders attack stop as a sudden intensity of the lightside of the force fills the area. Syn opens himself up to its power absorbing it in himself and directs it forward in a powerful force push at Thrakk. He would not be beaten today, not with the help of this other force user. *
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Post by Mir-Atash Delphi on Jan 14, 2017 20:42:43 GMT -8
His presence filling the area and the light makes the old man impossible to pinpoint precisely. He uses the Force to augment his voice, making it come from everywhere. ENOUGH! BEGONE SITH! This child isn't worthy of your time and you and I have no quarrel. I am here to catch slavers, not Sith. He sees and feels Synar throw a shove to the Sith. Mir grabs the young man in the Force and throws him back.
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Post by Thrakk Valinor on Jan 17, 2017 15:59:00 GMT -8
* Thrakk is shoved back across the smooth stone about 5 or 6 feet by Synar's force push. His body was in pure agony as he felt like he was being dipped in liquid carbonite. For his body was having the same reaction to force light as a vampire would have to the sun. He was blinded of his surroundings, and couldn't pin point the jedi using the technique through the force as that was becoming blinded as well. Taking a few steps back, the Dark Lord turns of his lightsaber and clips it back to his belt. Gathering the force about him, Thrakk unleashes one of his favorite skills in all directions around him. Force Combustion.
The surrounding area up to 50 feet would be consumed in fire as the air would spontaneously com-bust around, even leaving the stone charred and blackened. Thrakk uses this move to distract the two Jedi he was facing and escape down a back alley and disappear into the shadow of the underbelly of Oridin City. He would return....another place and another time to continue the purge*
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 17, 2017 22:15:47 GMT -8
* Before he could press his attack, Syn feels a his body being thrown back by an unknown force. Before realizing what was happening his body hits the water in the spill way behind him. Sinking a few under the water, Syn looks up from under water and can see fire roll over the top of the spill way for a brief moment. Swimming to the the surface, Syn coughs lightly as he pulls himself back on to the stone landing of the spill way. Looking up he could not see Thrakk anywhere and slams his a clenched hand into the durcrete cursing under his breath. Getting up on his feet, Syn was soaking wet and dripping water, extending his right hand out to his side he calls his lightsaber to him from the depths of the spill way and clips it back on his belt.
Brushing the debris and vegetation from the water in the spill way off of him, Syn looks up at the old man he had been following before and yells out to him *
" I had it under control....now that you interfered he got away "
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Post by Mir-Atash Delphi on Jan 18, 2017 20:52:58 GMT -8
Mir lets the light fade away and looks down at the young man from his perch on the roof. I am sure you did, just like every other young headstrong and overconfident Jedi Knight before their last fight. Please tell me, at what point was any of what happened tonight under your control? Even a little? He jumps down before the young man. The force making the old man still an imposing figure. He well worn black armor adding to the image.
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 21, 2017 21:55:13 GMT -8
* Syn lets out a light laugh under his breath, the older Jedi was right. No matter how one looked at it, he had been outmatched in almost everywhere by the Sith Lord and if Mir hadn't stepped in, the outcome would have been much different. Most likely ending in his capture or death.....Syn uses the force to push the moisture from his clothes and in a few moments is once again dry. Meeting the older Jedi's gaze, Syn expression changes from lighthearted to serious as he speaks. *
" That's the problem with most jedi isn't it, they get killed by Sith. But at least the stories of your prowess in the force where true. Or we wouldn't be having this conversation "
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Post by Mir-Atash Delphi on Jan 22, 2017 22:31:31 GMT -8
Not most, just the ones that won't learn. Even more than getting killed some are abandoning what they were taught, and disgracing their masters... He looks with knowing eyes full of perpous Would you know anything about that?
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 24, 2017 0:21:35 GMT -8
* Syn contemplates the Jedi Master's words, he spoke with wisdom and experience and any other person may have been swayed by these words but not him*
" What I know is that my Master died fighting for an Order that abandoned him, what i know is the Jedi only teach enough to make someone a useful pawn under their control, what I know is that my family died because a councils politics was more important then taking action, what I know .....*
* Syn stops before he could finish, there wasn't a point in continuing. For these same feelings and words are what had gotten him thrown out of the Jedi Order a few years ago, the Jedi didn't understand then and he doesn't believe they will now. *
" I followed the code, completed ever mission I was assigned, did everything I was supposed to do without question...but once my doubts became apparent, once it was found out that my mind objected to some of the things the Order was doing. I was cast out without second thought....if i have brought disgrace to My Master then I will have to atone for that, but the Jedi have disgraced the galaxy and nothing they can ever do will change that".
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Post by Mir-Atash Delphi on Jan 24, 2017 22:08:14 GMT -8
The words the youth spoke struck a nerve. They didn't make him angry but they did require a response. He reached out and gave the young man a hard fast shove in the Force, pinning him the facade of the building behind him. His voice bellows, echoing off the buildings and in the Force. You speak of things you don't know or understand, choosing to view events through your own narrow lense. Your Master was a good man who was devoted to his duty, and I will not allow you to besmirch his sacrifice. Choices are made because they have to be, and understanding of those choices can take a lifetime. A slave to your own point of few locked in a selfish desire for what your warped mind defines as justice, and you call me a Pawn? I know who and what I serve, and acknowledge them. They are things greater than I.
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 26, 2017 1:38:51 GMT -8
* Before Syn could react he is thrown back into the side of the building behind, the wind getting knocked out of him upon impact. Keeping his eyes locked with the older Jedi's, Syn grits his teeth and can feel a flash of anger rise up from within him. Utilizing his raw power within the force, he repulses the power away from him that had him pinned against the side of the building. Had he practiced and trained more in refining his power in the force he might have been able to contend with the Master, and even would have been able to hold his own against the Sith Lord he had previously engaged, but having taken his natural abilities mostly for granted and never truly exploring them he can only push the force attack away from him.
Part of him wanted to reach for his lightsaber and leap forward at the Jedi Master before him, but then the other part of felt the Master's words begin to cut into him and work their way inside. Just as his inner conflict begins to clash, Syn can hear voice echo through his mind, a voice he knew all to well. He didn't know how but it was Master Vale...how he was talking to him he didn't understand but his words where clear. " Syn.....please listen to Master Delphi....you have not been lost yet even know you believe you have....you will forever be my closest friend and proudest student....carry on my torch....continue on the path "
Syn closes his eyes and a single tear rolls down his right cheek, he truly had forgotten what his Master had taught him and what his purpose was in this galaxy. And instead of following his Master's teachings, he used personal turmoil in order to give him excuses so that he could follow his own selfish pursuits. Syn remembers the day he was Knighted by his Master, remembers the code he swore to upkeep. He would not fail his Master, his family or himself any longer. Looking back up at Master Delphi, Syn speaks. *
" I was once a Jedi Knight, and I have strayed......I ask you, please teach me. Guide me back back to the path that I wandered from so long ago "
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Post by Mir-Atash Delphi on Jan 29, 2017 21:21:48 GMT -8
The old man couldn't hold back a snort. Teach you? To what end? Why should I spend the effort and years? When it is very likely you will fall back into your ways. Despite is curt response, the old man didn't say no.
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 30, 2017 23:54:59 GMT -8
* Syn lets a slight smile cross his face *
" What's the matter old man, can't handle another student in your old age? "
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