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Post by Kentos Fey’lya / Adamis on May 26, 2005 3:09:16 GMT
*Adamis sits in the middle of the arena, waiting for Master Lance to arrive so they can begin their battle.*
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Post by Senior Master Al'Kan on May 26, 2005 19:34:52 GMT
:.Lance comes into the arena, his delicatly woven cloak of grey softly stretch upon the floor. He slowly reaches up to his head, his hands letting down the hood of his cloak. Lance's distinctive golden eyes peer upon the arena. The crowd's roar echoes endlessly, over and over through the large arena, seeming to shake the ring. Lance slightly smiles, and his eyes widen with delight.
His leather boots glisten from the shining lights sending down bright bursts of white light down upon the floor, only to be reflected by the metallic floor, and the sweet luster of Lance's black leather boots. Lance begins to walk towards adamis, his gold eyes locked on to the non-council jedi master. He gives a curt bow of his head, and slides backwards a little so he is now 15ft away from adamis.
His eyes gently close, a green aurora rampages around the old man, and the force ripples like it is his internal guardian. Lance sees through the force, its atoms, it flowing through the air like a wild wind. His hands clasp together, and fold formaly on his lap. As he speaks, his words flow through the ring like an icy echoe.:
What are our terms, Master Adamis?
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Post by Kentos Fey’lya / Adamis on May 26, 2005 22:29:57 GMT
*Adamis remeans sitting on the ground in a meditation pose with his eyes closed.*
"How about Lightsabers only, all force powers allowed, no killing blows?"
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Post by Senior Master Al'Kan on May 26, 2005 22:42:01 GMT
Fine with me, young one.
:.Lance remains as still as a statue, his face not trembling a bit. His eyes closed, but his channeling in the force enabling him to see works to perfection. He can feel the shouting of the fans sending out echoes through the force. A viridian aurora begins to envelop the old man, and he slowly begins to hover in the air, finally getting of the cool, hard surface.
His emotions are calm, his breathing calm and steadfast. His arms folded across his chest as he meditated hovering in the air, waiting for adamis to make the first move.
The lights brightened as the match began to start, the lucious luster of lance's boots even more reflecting the white light more so than before. Small gusts swept through the arena, somewhat swaying the grey, silky cloak which lance is wearing.
The crowd's cheers stopped as they built up in suspense with the chilling taint in the air, waiting for one to strike the other. Everything seemed to stop, like the air seemingly stopped flowing. Lance meditated, hovering in mid air as the aurora still swarmed around him.
A sly smile played across his face as the force whirled itself around the old man, waiting for adamis to attack.:
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Post by Kentos Fey’lya / Adamis on May 26, 2005 23:24:47 GMT
*Adamis leaps from his sitting position into a back flip and when he lands he calls down a powerful Force Storm on where Lance is standing.*
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Post by Senior Master Al'Kan on May 27, 2005 2:03:17 GMT
:.Sensing the surging raw power pulsing through the force, and the sudden force storm, lance lets it come to him. He opens his hands, engaging it in force absorb, to form a swirling sphere of the raw energy which composed the lightning.
The brilliant blue, white, and light green flashes inside in sphere were very intriguing, but lance kept his eyes hard onto adamis. He curved back his arms, and sent the lightning hurling back at adamis, but it is more focused than adamis' try.
The surging rays of lightning steak through the air, and the crowd cheers wildly. The force echoes in whirlwinds at the power of the focused energy being emmited by the old jedi master.
Adamis can feel the powerful bolt aimed towards him, and each time it draws near, he can feel the tension chilling the air around him. The sphere still rages in lance's hands as it deflects the lightning back at adamis.:
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Post by Kentos Fey’lya / Adamis on May 27, 2005 2:59:11 GMT
*Adamis sees Lances attack coming and pulls out both of his lightsabers and actives them and uses them to absorb the lightning.*
"Nice try with the deflection, but I would like to see you send this back at me!"
*Adamis uses force speed and races at Lance preparing to attack him with both of his lightsabers.*
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Post by Senior Master Al'Kan on May 27, 2005 19:28:32 GMT
:.Not impressed, lance stares blankly towards adamis, his golden eyes blind from expression. He crouches down slyly, and propels himself into the air. He flips smoothly into the air, landing with a small thud behind adamis. Lance grunts, and brushes back his cloak, seizing his long-handled lightsaber in hand. The viridian blade violently hisses out, its color deeply focused. The dark green, and silver taint gently emmits on the floor.
He holds the black hilt in his right hand, his large hand firmly gripping upon it. His golden eyes calmly look upon adamis.:
Do not attack blindly, young one. Think about your attacks.
:.Lance begins to grip his saber in both hands, each wrapping firmly around it. His body soon begins to launch into the air with amazing speed, air firmly presses against his face. He lands smoothly infront of adamis, his saber already arching through the air. His eyes remain on adamis.
The viridian blade rages through the air, pulsing with vibrant colors. As it archs, and gets closer and closer, the viridian tint of the blade emmits upon adamis, as it nears his chest.:
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Post by Kentos Fey’lya / Adamis on May 28, 2005 0:54:20 GMT
*Adamis blocks the attack easily with his yellow saber and then makes his own attack with his purple saber at Lance's feet.*
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Post by Senior Master Al'Kan on May 28, 2005 1:13:01 GMT
:.Swinging his sbaer downwards with a simple flick of the wrist, the Viridian blade meets the purple, clashing together in a bright burst of scawlding light. Lance locks them togehter, moving adamis' saber towards his right. Then, as fast as light, lance cartwheeled towards his left, now towards the side of adamis.
Still, not impressed by adamis, his golden-brown eyes peer among the non-council master. In a wide arch, the viridian blade of lance flows over adamis' body, weaving its way through the sharp, biting chill in the misty air of the crowded arena.
It plunges like a bullet, almost unseen as it soars wildly through the air. It viridian blade gets ever closer to adamis, specifically lunging towards his back. Lance's golden eyes pulse as it grows closer to his opponent, his eyes still glued upon adamis.:
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Post by Kentos Fey’lya / Adamis on May 28, 2005 1:26:27 GMT
ooc: Ok, what?   *Adamis quickly moves out of Lances way, allowing him to run right pass him. Adamis then concentrates and makes a forced blast of wind to towards Lance's back, to send him downwards into the dirt.* |
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Post by Senior Master Al'Kan on May 28, 2005 1:42:16 GMT
ooc: My saber was going towards your back, but it is ok.
:.Sensing the windu howling through the air, bending everything in its path, lance channels the force with ease. A pinkish wall forms infront of lance, just as the windu breaks towards him. The windu plunges into the force barrier, neutralizing itself with its blinding lunge.
Lance still holds his saber firmly in hand, its hilt fillling his hand with a soothing cold feeling. Lance's grey cloak brushes up against his black robes, trimmed with a hint of grey. Lance's distinctive golden eyes still lie emotionless, looking upon adamis.
Like a sudden boulder struck adamis' head, he could feel force paralysis being channeled towards him. Adamis started to feel pain rushing through his head, as his brain began to be gripped by the very force itself.:
ooc: That isnt an auto-hit, it is the very beginning of force paralysis. IT is like force crush, you have to oppose it while it begins..
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Post by Kentos Fey’lya / Adamis on May 28, 2005 2:31:47 GMT
*Adamis feels the pain but pushes through at and use a force resist to free himself.*
"You'll have to do better than that."
*Adamis then uses a force push towards Lance's feet, to knock them out from under him and then rushes at him, both lightsabers at the ready.*
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Post by Senior Master Al'Kan on May 28, 2005 14:49:43 GMT
:.Grunting as the old man doesn't budge a bit from the force push attempted at his feet, he wields his saber with delight as it delicatly flows through the air, its viridian blade pulsing mightily. He raises it as smoothly as silk, and slants it downwards, diagonally, and both sabers meet the blade, clashing together in blinding-bright beams if light.
Lance thusts the sabers backwards, somewhat shoving adamis back to a small extent. Gliding as smooth as a serphant, lance slides back, raising his saber brilliantly as he points it at adamis.
His feet began to "dance" across the sleek floor as he began his advance towards adamis, his blade swirling in wide archs as he spun arcoss the floor. He came to adamis, his viridian blade already lunging towards adamis in a stabbing motion towards his thigh.:
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Post by Kentos Fey’lya / Adamis on May 28, 2005 21:18:12 GMT
*Adamis easily deflects Lance's blade of to one side and with his other saber goes for a stab at Lance's shoulder himself.*
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