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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Dec 22, 2015 15:30:30 GMT -8
*The old man looked baffled for but a moment by the antics & talk of this man who had taken his bottle, drank, handed it back then offered the saber. His eyes steeled as the words fell from the lips of Whillie Shameless Elvis Impersonator. In a smooth effortless string of moves he first smashed the whiskey bottle over the head of Skylark then with a sweeping swing backwards smacked the latter upside the cheek. With that he spoke*
The saber belongs to Nexus; give it to him.... Now Whillie Shameless Elvis Impersonator, you are not unaware of the kind of drunken, violent savages you now stand among - are you?
*The old man's arms fell back down relaxed at his sides, brows raised & awaited a response*
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Dec 22, 2015 15:32:24 GMT -8
*A fresh bottle was quickly placed in the hands of the old man & he downed a stiff drink* |
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Dec 22, 2015 15:33:49 GMT -8
*The scene around the ancient warrior was now tense & attention drawn away from the burial pyre as the wretched night dragged on* |
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Post by Adi on Dec 22, 2015 21:05:57 GMT -8
The bottle came down, and Skylar had only a moment to form a barrier above his scalp to protect his head from the glass about to shatter around it. And shatter it did, sending the half gallon of whiskey all over the place. His left hand flew open, and the liquid stopped in mid air around him. It began to swirl around, and coagulate into one orb in front of him. His right hand now shot open, and the glass of the bottle did a similar dance, also reforming in front of the Arkanian. It again took the form of the bottle, and with a quick tightening of the hand, the pieces fused together from sheer pressure, making it whole once again. He twitched the index finger of his left hand, and the whiskey filled the bottle. Opening his left hand fully one last time, the once-shattered bottle of expensive whiskey flew into it. Setting it on a table a bit away from An-Tiarna, he grinned."Normally, I wouldn't have cared, but that's a really good spirit, Old Man. Entirely too good to waste. You'll be happy I saved it for you."Skylar was then told to give the saber to Nexus....one of the others in the room. Winchester was familiar with the man, and some of his feats. He also knew of some of the treachery the man had caused. Why he would be the one that An-Tiarna would want the saber given to was not clear to him. There was only one man that he would simply hand over this saber...and that was An-Tiarna Dubh himself. Dace would have wanted it that way. Skylar knew nothing of a solid reason to give this other Arkanian such a powerful weapon.
Well, if that was how it was to be, so be it. Skylar, however, would ensure that he was deserving of the blade."I'm sorry, An-Tiarna. I won't just hand this over to him. I can't. You and I both understand why." Turning to face Nexus, Skylar shot the man a half grin, laying both weapons to the side, and taking off his jacket. "He can't have it...until I think he's earned it. Do I have your permission to test him?"Cracking his neck, and taking note of how the cat had climbed up to higher ground on one of the walls surrounding the outdoor courtyard, Skylar awaited permission to begin. He flung his right hand toward the jukebox, and a song began to play. It was time to show just how much he had learned since the last time he had visited the Iron Fists. He was no longer the naive Jedi Knight that had tried to keep his head attached to his body nearly every time he came to Manaan...Indeed, that man was long dead now, struck down by Ashrah Intalbo.
It would only be a matter of time before Adieumus Matango would be forever forgotten, and that man...known now as Skylar Winchester...was completely all right with that.
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Dec 22, 2015 22:02:00 GMT -8
*An Tiarna's immediate reaction was to leap from his chair & kick Mr Sawedoffshotgun about the head and face... repeatedly. Something made him relax... a liking for the man. As to so much as breathing on Nexus near the old man? That was stupidity. That is if Nexus did not wish to fight, unlikely as that might be. Eyes grew narrow & scratching his replied*
If Nexus is interested - go to town... if that is.....
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 22, 2015 22:43:53 GMT -8
The music kicked on, and something was roused in the dark one. While he was not within earshot of Skylar, he noted his reaction to the High King's order.
Good. Funerals were too somber for Nexus, especially this one. He needed nothing more to make his move. He didn't speak- ego had left him many years ago. Instead, placing his helmet on the ground beside him, he reached up and detached his armor plates until he was left wearing nothing but his leather body suit, covered by his robes.
Free of his armor, Nexus walked towards An Tiarna and Skylar. He unsheathed the colossal blade that was 'Reaver'- planting it into the ground firmly, then unfastened his utility belt, allowing his sabers, and other weapons to fall to the ground. IF soldiers secured Nexus' articles, taking them into the Mortus. The unarmored Dark Lord looked up at Skylar's cat, then back at the man. He watched him in silence for a few seconds, with his ice cold gaze.
After a few moments, he approached An Tiarna and Skylar, reaching out with his left hand; the juke box suddenly stopped singing and started screaming as the metal groaned in protest, being crushed by the force of Nexus' will. A clump of metal and glass fell to the floor, yet Nexus' hand remained outreached. Some knew what it meant, but he spoke all the same.
"Bring me the Wabbajack!"
Not three seconds later, a fierce metal staff, as tall as him, shaped in the form of a pillar of screaming faces, found its way into Nexus' waiting hand. The staff was made of a metal with a malicious glow. Nexus looked at it for a moment before slamming the butt against the ground. The challenge was accepted. His eyes were on Skylar.
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Post by Adi on Dec 22, 2015 23:11:36 GMT -8
There was, of course, the normal abuse from An-Tiarna, but that was always to be expected. As hoped, Nexus accepted the challenge, with a bit more flourish and flair than Skylar thought necessary. Then, there was that big-ass, glowing staff....Skylar just shook his head and chuckled.
"If you didn't like the music, all you had to do was say so. That jukebox looked kinda expensive." There was no big flourish, no reaching for weapons...Skylar merely began to slowly approach the other man, sizing him up, taking note of the placement of the leather armor...where it joined together with other pieces. He looked over the 'Wabbajack'....whatever it was....he could feel the power contained within.
To Skylar, it was just the other man overcompensating for lack of size in other departments.
He opened himself to the power surrounding him, bathing in the essence of the force. He channeled it, allowing it to pool around him...within him. The icy blue eyes of the former Arkanian Prince locked on Nexus', and two fingers on the left hand dangling at his side shot out when Skylar was about ten feet away from Nexus. This was no mere wasted gesture. Skylar projected the force outward, and directly at the eyes of his opponent. Two finger-sized projectiles, hell bent on 'poking' the other man right in the eyeballs.
...If a man can't see...he can't fight.
As he finished the attack, Skylar quickly moved in to try to close the gap, and take away the effective range of the staff weapon. No matter -what- kind of staff it was, it had the same weakness as the others....it was highly ineffective when your opponent was right in your face. Hopefully, the 'force eye poke' would give Winchester the time he needed to get close.
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Post by Whill Shaman Erevis on Dec 23, 2015 11:49:45 GMT -8
ATD went to slap the Whill in the head, hard. Ha. That is amusing. time literally stopped for a fraction of a second as Erevis moved to the other of ATD, time restarting once more, the intended slap whistling through open air. erevis gave ATD the wink and the gun, flashing a toothy grin. He turned his attention to Adi and Nexus, his eye lingering on the saber in Adi's hand. He moved closer, seeming to glide across the sand, standing just outside of anything that could accidentally hit him, and watched, This should be entertaining.
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Dec 23, 2015 15:19:21 GMT -8
*An Tiarna flipped off Whillie Shameless Elvis Impersonator ducking the slap with a laugh & a word*
Well, well still have that old shake rattle, rock & roll eh?
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 23, 2015 19:05:02 GMT -8
The Dark Lord watched the fallen prince with hungry eyes. He had been itching for a fight for some time now, and the jedi turned smuggler had offered it to him. His grip on Wabbajack's mid section tightened- the force infused weapon throbbed with hunger. It was tradition for Nexus to spar with initiates to the forsworn with this weapon, so he was no stranger to it.
Then the unexpected happened- Skylar prodded him in the eyes, temporarily blinding him. Normally, this could prove detrimental to the Dark Lord, and yet in this instance, it actually helped him. With all of the raw emotion from the wake, Nexus fed on the dark side of the force, which was thriving here. Coupled with the sharp stabbing pain, Nexus allowed the dark side to flow through him, coursing in his veins like the hottest spice in the galaxy. He didn't need his eyes- the force saw for him.
Not a half second after the jab, Nexus rolled backwards, away from Skylar- giving him a moments respite. He felt Skylar charging for him, trying to get close enough to make the staff ineffective. The roll had sent Nexus back a few more feet, giving him extra space. Without missing a beat, he thrust the staff out in a firm one handed jab, aiming for Skylar's crotch area, after all it was clear that low blows were fair game in this fight.
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Post by Whill Shaman Erevis on Dec 23, 2015 19:28:50 GMT -8
The heightened emotional state and vortex of Dark Side energies may...or may not have had anything to do with the man in the suit currently watching the fight. It delighted him, and as such, he encouraged the feelings of anger and rage, subtly manipulating the energies swirling around the two combatants. He tossed a wink ATD's way and continued to grin at the other two
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Dec 23, 2015 20:13:19 GMT -8
*The old man smiled in spite of himself at Whillie Shameless Elvis Impersonator. He liked the man. Nursing his drink An Tiarna's mind became filled with a distant energy that captured him*
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Post by Adi on Dec 23, 2015 20:42:21 GMT -8
Nexus rolled backward, trying to keep distance between them. When the thrust came out, Skylar took a slight hop upward, and attempted to bring his left foot down on the end of the staff, and drive it down into the ground. It was a one-handed strike, and that meant that Nexus would more than likely not have the strength to hold up the two-hundred and twenty five pounds of rushing Arkanian. However, there was something new about this defense that Matango was trying...a technique he had been working on ever since Ashrah had shattered him, nearly two years ago.
That rush of force that he had allowed himself to open up to earlier? It had not all been just to poke someone in the eyes. Instead, it was intended something far different...and potentially far more valuable.
Force weapon was an ability normally used on inanimate objects to make them stronger, even lightsaber resistant. Matango, however, had taken it one step further. He had learned how to apply it to his body, most notably his limbs. It had been gear that had failed him time and again when he had faced the Mandalorians. This hard lesson had been learned, bringing forth the need to learn a technique such as this. It was now was being applied to the sole of first his left foot, which was trying to drive the staff into the ground, then to the flying punch now sailing at Nexus' face. This punch was propelled by springing off the staff (bending his left knee, and launching hard at Nex, if the staff is indeed driven down.) Should the punch hit, it would pack that much more power, due to being imbued with the Force.
Might even do something to improve on that ugly mug, if it landed....
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Dec 23, 2015 20:55:36 GMT -8
*With a start An Tiarna stood up & spoke*
It would appear to me that this bloody patch of dirt thrown on a big round puddle is home... fancy that tis quite reminiscent of yet a another patch of mud on a bigggg sea. & wrap the green flag round me boys!
*& after that pretty much pointless waste of air the old man lit a cigarette & sat back down to drink straight from the bottle like a cheap wino*
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 24, 2015 11:06:25 GMT -8
A wry smile played across the lips of the Dark Lord as Skylar fell for his trap. Most opponents seemed to have a fetish for jumping on top of sticks, so Nexus often used a straight forward trained thrust, as a feint. As his opponent kicked his staff down, Nexus' hand snapped open, releasing wabbajack, allowing it to fall to the ground- all the while, he was syphoning the dark side around him, which he had been doing since the fight started.
There was so much grief and misery in the air, but there was also blood lust. The Warriors of the Iron Fist were back, and the soldiers lusted for battle. On top of all of these emotions, the Dark Lord also acted as a font for the pain. There was only one word that echoed in his mind.
Father.
And the force reacted to that; coupled with the unwavering power of the Dark Side that resided on this planet, Nexus was a beacon of the energy. He still could not see with his eyes, but the swirling grey aura of the forsworn jedi prince was brighter than ever as he allowed the force to flow through him. A bold target.
Before Wabbajack had hit the ground, the Dark Lord lifted both hands up, aiming them towards Skylar, unleashing a torrent of the dark side, in the form of vicious arcs of lightning. Pain, grief, anger and hate all flowed through the finger tips of Nexus, aimed straight at Skylar's chest.
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Post by Adi on Dec 24, 2015 12:21:20 GMT -8
Dropped the staff. Mission accomplished....He was unarmed now. However, his hands were coming up, and that usually meant one of two things....Force push, or lightning. Either way, the arms were up shoulder height, and not something Skylar wanted to be in the path of. Closing the gap, instead of launching, Skylar tried to smack the hands away so that the attack wouldn't hit, using his left hand to sweep from right to left in front of him.
Nexus was trying to get crafty. The staff attack was a feign, something to trip up the fallen Jedi. Not bad...not bad at all.
If he cleared the jazz hands away from sending their attack, Skylar would then follow it up with a right hand thundering in from the left side of Nexus' face. This probably wasn't the smartest course of action at the moment, but what the hell? It wasn't like they were fighting to the death...why not go balls out once in a while?
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Post by Lord Nexus on Dec 25, 2015 0:42:23 GMT -8
Skylar was a smart one, to say the least. Most would have been roasted at that point, but the fallen prince's past experience saved him, and might have even given him an advantage. Arcs of darkside energy left Nexus' finger tips, but a quick reaction from the Arkanian had swatted his hands aside, misleading the lightning to empty air. Then came the punch, swift and heavy; Skylar didn't seem to relent.
But then again, neither did Nexus.
As Skylar knocked his hands aside, Nexus adapted; disengaging his attempt at force lightning in a manner of seconds, and shifting his body. Following the momentum of his arms, which were shoved aside, he twisted to the right, and began to crouch as Skylar pushed his hands aside. The Dark Lord found himself crouching, side-face to Skylar, and bolted forward, pushing off of his back leg, aiming to gouge his shoulder into the man's diaphragm, with the goal of knocking the wind out of him. As he did this, Skylar's punch skimmed the back corner of his head, jerking his head awkwardly; pain flared in Nexus' neck, but he turned the pain into anger, and the anger into fuel.
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Dec 25, 2015 13:13:27 GMT -8
*whiskey bottle in hand An Tiarna quietly focused on the fight*
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Post by Adi on Dec 25, 2015 20:18:43 GMT -8
Well, at least he didn't get hit by that damn lightning....
The smell of ozone filled the air as the lightning faded out, and Nexus began to charge at him. The punch was landing, and Skylar was sidestepping to Nexus' right. With his shoulder down like that, the other Arkanian was blindly charging. Even at this close range, it was ill-advised to shoulder charge. The sidestep would put Winchester 'behind' Nexus.....
Now, here is where things would potentially get amusing.....
Seeing the other man, seemingly gliding all over the place, sniffing people and just being odd, Skylar got his left hand in position to open, right square in the middle of Nexus' back, all-but touching it as the man's shoulder attack sailed past. A quick burst of force power, and he launched a force push that would hit Nex center mass rear...and hopefully send him careening into Erevis, should it work.
An-Tiarna seemed to just up and leave right about that point in the scrap, leaving the group there alone. His reasons were unknown, but it wasn't unexpected...he was known to do this pretty often. Hell, he may even be back before the fight ended...one never knew with the old man WHAT the kriff he was going to do.
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Dec 26, 2015 4:13:57 GMT -8
*An Tiarn & Whillie Shameless Elvis Impersonator watched with jaws stretched both drooling as Nexus & Sawed Off Winchester made complete fools of themselves*
So... how long do you think that this tragic comedy continues Whillie a chara? & do you think that you could sing us a toon? Uuuummm.... I'm all shook up..... Will ride nice with all that lightening flying around
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