Onboard the crusade (ask)

[Emoir]

*Still holding her vibro sword out she calmly speaks.*

"You will have to try alot harder then that to take me in, you have better come prepared sylas."

*She locks eyes with sylas not even blinking so much as to give him a chance to shoot.*

[The Prophet]

*sylas holds his hand up to mandalore, silently saying shut up, i need to go to work. he Points his blaster at saber and fires, but then in his off hand draws his katana and lunges at the woman the blaster's safety was on in an attempt to lull her into a state of false belief.*

[Emoir]

*The fake attack works as sylas suprisingly slashes across her face, it would have nearly killed her if not at the last second she jumped back to avoid the full hit. A large cut looms over the side of her face, blood falls to the ground leaving a distinctive mark. In that same instant as sylas regains his stand being off balanced by not being able to rebound off his attack she slashes the his katana out of the way and in the same instant finishs her attack by quickly bringing her vibro sword up slewing into a ubercut that would rip through his cheast upon a direct hit.*

[The Prophet]

shi- *sylas's curse is drowned out by the sound of ripping cloth and metal. the vibro sword cut's through his shirt and leaves a 2 inch deep scrape in the metal chestplate he is wearing... he would be dead if he had not pulled back slightly before the attack...*

[Emoir]

*With sylas flinched she rips him from the ground and pulls him towards her with a concetrated force pull.As he comes flying towards her she side steps allowing him to fly on past her falling into the floor face first. She then wipes the blood from where sylas's katana entered.*

"I suggest you sit there and be quiet, Mandalore was addressing me."

*She turns to mandalore vibro blade still in hand.*

"So, what now mandalore? Need I kill you to leave your clutches or would you rather choose somthing better for your health?"

[The Prophet]

*sylas is in the corner... he silently grabs a throwing knife from his belt and hurls it at saber's ankle.*

take that bitch!

[Emoir]

*From the large amount of conflict in a matter of hours her sences are very tuned, she sees the knife come before it leaves sylas' hand. In that quick moment she swings around and whips her vibro sword across the low flying knife. It spins up into the air and drops to the ground a few feet away from him. She then walks closer to sylas but stops about 3 meters away.*

"We will deal with this later sylas, now calm down and we will disscus the matter of the bounty on my head. That shouldnt be to much of a incovenance should it?"

*Sylas can feel a cold grip lightly wrap around his neck, but nothing seems to be there touching him. The grip around his neck doesnt apply any preasure, insted it lays about his neck loosely. As her eyes fall into focus the grip flexes to show it is more then a figment of his imagination.*

[The Prophet]

*Sylas just laughs again*

whatever you say!

*sylas thinks to himself "My god... the sith have gotten awefully pathetic...*

*sylas relaxes his muscles he sits up against the wall...*

[Emoir]

*She turns and walks up to mandalore as the grip about sylas losens up. As she makes it back to mandalore she turns and looks to sylas.*

"Alright, dont try anything."

*She turns back to mandalore and folds her arms behind her.*

"You were saying?"

[Halan]

*He looks down at the hunter his anger slightly softened after seeing the two engage in a short but eventful battle*

"You bounty hunter I would leave now you have proved your not completley usules so go with your life..this time"

[The Prophet]

*sylas, who is backed against a wall, laughs then flips mandalore off.*

perhaps you forget mandalore...


I am sylas nokatzu.... lord of the hunt and i shall not leave my quarry behind...

[Emoir]

*She thinks for a moment as the two bicker, an idea moves into her mind.*

"Mandalore, let this bounty hunter leave, him and I will settle this bounty dispute off your ship."

*She held the vibro sword losely at her side awaiting a response.*

[Halan]

*Mandalore turns to the sith tapping his foot impatiently*

"You are not going anywhere sith...You don't kill a mandalorian and get away with it"

[Emoir]

"Yes, but collecting a bounty would be liken that of an execution... And if I win, well I by your standards of surrvival of the fittest would deserve to be let go."

*She grins slyly at him as the gears in her mind begin to turn.*

[Halan]

*Mandlaore shakes his head at her...she had bottle no reason not to give her that but she was not in a position to make any kind of bargin*

"You are mandalorian property until I say other wise"