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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 7, 2005 6:03:59 GMT
*She almost growls the words out to him.* "Make such a comment again and you will crawl out of here if at all."
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Halan
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Purple Haze
A good assassin needs neither the dark or the light....he needs skill (Was Mandalore)
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Post by Halan on Apr 7, 2005 6:12:44 GMT
* i sip on a drink and hear the low growl of kyra's and the smuggler's conversation* " how true someone who know's about the jedi and there pathetic secret, it is eally is something amusing when you think about it" *i continue to sip on my juma*
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Apr 7, 2005 6:36:44 GMT
*She almost growls the words out to him.* "Make such a comment again and you will crawl out of here if at all." He remains in place, relaxing every ounce of his body and offering a lopsided grin, rubbing his jaw as his eyes flash emerald for a moment heavilt bemused by this situation. " that would be a first, normally I'm the one holding the leash, BUT I'm always up for new things" |
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 7, 2005 6:55:37 GMT
*She turns quickly in her seat to glare at him.* "If there was something you wanted to ask, ask, if not leave me alone before I personally see to it that you never bother me again! You are trying your luck, sir. I haven't killed all day and I'm looking forward to it."
*She gets out of her chair pulling her vibrosword out and holding it pointing it to his lower body as she tilts her head to the side.* "Do I make myself clear?"
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Apr 7, 2005 7:12:42 GMT
He arches a brow and flashes another grin " YOU asked the question first your highness, not ME, and leave it far from me to leave a woman unsatisfyed"
he boldly steps into the blade, showing off his plate armored flight suit, whish did hold many gaps to allow total freedom, however a vibro blade randomly placed would have a hard time finding its way past the metal
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 7, 2005 7:31:05 GMT
*She watches him eyes narrowed. She pushes the sword in harder to him putting tension there as she draws her lightsaber in the other.*
"You are very foolish indeed, flyboy."
*She ignites her saber and holding at his neck as she steps close to him sneering.* "Any famous last words?"
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Apr 7, 2005 7:38:12 GMT
Sal-Silo flashes a quick glance about and grins as his eyes fall upon a feature of the Cantina that could play to his advantage, keeping his eye upon it for no amount of noticable time, while his mind starts to mutter to itself, his upper thought being that of panic, and fear, while the deeper protected thought already had a plan
" Yeah, the Sith thing?...it aint working Darling, and its gonna be hell on your skin should you survive a few months longer"
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 7, 2005 8:05:12 GMT
*She breaks at this point and brings both hands back with the blades swinging them madly towards him with great speed. Her face is scrunched up with fury as she brings them down at him with a flurry of strokes.*
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Apr 7, 2005 8:13:49 GMT
He keeps his face grinning, backing and wieving away from the majority of strikes, finally at the last plausably swing she could do before having to reform her stance, Andru dips back, as a saber blade sails over him , his head nearly touching the flooe, feet planted firmly.
the hapen presses his luck further, relying on his conditioning to place his hands upon the ground, and complete the manuver as if a back hand spring, aiming to kick both weapons from her hands.
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 7, 2005 8:20:46 GMT
*Her fury has caught her offguard for this attack since all of her concentration was in swinging that blade and slicing him in half. She stumbles forward as she feels him kick her saber and vibroblade out of her hand. She stumbles back catching herself and pulls her saber into her hand again readying herself for another attack.*
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Apr 7, 2005 8:33:54 GMT
Andru lands back on his feet, brushing his shoulder plate, his stance totally nuteral as he glances at her " see, thats not half bad, the problem is you lost your mind to the anger, brute streangth will alowas loose out to witt. Think of it it darling,,,what creatures survive extinction, the ones that just lumber about lost in their own dominance?, or the ones that learn and adapt?
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 7, 2005 8:39:35 GMT
*She spits these words out to him.* "Who are you to lecture me in attacking? You know nothing but hide behind your charm. I bet you hardly ever even fight."
*She charges at him again faking swinging high towards his chest but dropping down and aiming for his leg*
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Post by The Ghost of J3Carlilse on Apr 7, 2005 8:40:45 GMT
The old man walks into the bar, removing his hat as he enters, takes a seat, setting his hat on the bar counter. The old man orders a drink, he takes the drink and slowly drains his contents wherein seeming to only notice himself and the drink
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Apr 7, 2005 9:13:09 GMT
He remains still, seeing the attack coming quite easily in her waist, and simply responding with a half cartwheel, again, kicking at her over extended hand " Thats because I don't need to attack, your waisting all your energy swinging blindly for me, All I do is relax and counter, much more effective" he muses
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 7, 2005 9:36:48 GMT
*With each swing she grows more and more impatient with him. She finally reaches out her hand and sends him flying into the wall of the cantina. Her face flushed and her eyes giving looks as if she is throwing daggers.*
"You dare mock me?"
*She walks towards him with purpose de-igniting her saber and grabbing him by the throat pushing him against the wall*
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