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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 15, 2005 22:56:57 GMT
:: In the middle of the arena stand Horox Ryyder the Dark Jedi. Whit his heavy Dark Armor made out of Mandolorian Iron the twisted nautolan ignites his saber lance. A purple blade comes hissing out of the 5 foot tall lance. Horox twist the lance around himself ::
Show yourself you pathetic Jedi...
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Post by Halan on Mar 15, 2005 23:01:27 GMT
ooc; easy don't blow a lukka
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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 15, 2005 23:02:53 GMT
ooc; easy don't blow a lukka ooc: ? |
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Post by Halan on Mar 15, 2005 23:06:21 GMT
ooc: those are those crazy head things that twi'lek's have u are a twi'lek arn't you
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Post by Shara on Mar 15, 2005 23:07:28 GMT
::Shara walks into the arena, her customized Echani armor flowing smoothly with long, graceful strides. A few feet from Horox she stops, unclipping her lightsbaer from her belt. It ignites with a snap-hiss that dulls to a low hum, it's silver blade casting an eery glow over the Echani woman's pallid features::
"Do your worst, Dark One."
OOC: good luck. ;D
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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 15, 2005 23:07:47 GMT
ooc: those are those crazy head things that twi'lek's have u are a twi'lek arn't you ooc: No I'am a Nautolan I have ultra sensitive headtailes |
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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 15, 2005 23:10:18 GMT
:: Whitout hesitation Horox charges toward the jedi knight whit his sabre lance. He then goes slashing down at her hammering down his mighty spear towards her head ::
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Post by Adena on Mar 15, 2005 23:15:39 GMT
Adena Qel-Droma, Ancient Master of the first order, and Wife of Shara Amani Qel-Droma; moves herself to the nearst side of the sky hook, clad in her most elegant of dresses, smiling sweetly at her wife, and letting a slight trickle of emotional support and pride in her touch the batteling woman " I love you Shara,,make it so that he begs for hell to claim him to escape your grace"
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Post by Shara on Mar 15, 2005 23:16:08 GMT
::Shara drops down low, bringing her saber up to block the mighty blow, slightly jarred as the two blades crash together. A flicker of memory from Adena's training in defence passes through her mind and a slight grin tugs at her mouth as she spins back, taking herself out from under his blade and driving her foot at his midsection::
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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 15, 2005 23:20:17 GMT
:: Her kick reaches his stomac sending him back a few feet ::
Argh...
:: The Dark Warrior raises his left hand and points it at the Jedi. He then concentrate and sends a wave of rawr lightning at Shara ::
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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 15, 2005 23:23:30 GMT
ooc: g2g eat be back in a few
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Post by Shara on Mar 15, 2005 23:26:46 GMT
::Shara brings her blade up to block the lightning but even so some of the dark energy manages to make it around the blade, crackling as it makes contact with flesh and she catches the scent of singed hair.
With catlike grace she circles Horox from a safe distance, studying his stance, looking for weaknesses. At long last she lunges at him fienting a strike at his left shoulder and then at the last second whirling around to drive her blade low to his abdoman::
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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 15, 2005 23:40:33 GMT
:: Horox ultra sensitive headtailes sense the upcoming hit from Shara. Whitout hesitation and blocks the strike. Whit his other free hand he tries to grab Shara by the neck to strangle her ::
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Post by Shara on Mar 15, 2005 23:47:46 GMT
::Shara feels his fingers slipping around her neck and instead of pulling away as instinct would have her do, she allows him to grab hold and her momentum to carry her straight at him, aiming another solid kick at his chest::
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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 15, 2005 23:53:39 GMT
:: Her kick hits Horox's armor absorbing the hit but it stills makes him unbalance for a few second. But Horox his still holding her neck. ::
Pfts...
:: The Dark Jedi then raises his sabre lance and points its Dark Purple blade at her face ::
Give up Jedi...
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