Tournament Fight -- Dexon Kyjar vs. Deadeye Duncan

[Lakkerun Joh'had]

*I land on my hands, and flip backwards, standing upright.*

"A neat trick, my fried, but unfortunantly, I have something to combat that..."

*From my belt I draw a long blade, unsheathing it from its case. As the blade comes out of its shell, it glows bright blue, illuminating my surroundings, and giving me a heavenly aura.

I twirl the longsword in my hands. I smile, and look back to Dexon as I feel the surge of energy run through my body...oh yeah, this would sustain me for quite some time.*

"I happen to have a special sword of my own. But mine is infused with the light side. And we all know the good guys win out in the end..."

*Holding the blade, I use Master Force Camouflage and my aura and light fades away completely. I hide myself from the Force directly afterwards, so that Dexon wont have such an easy time of finding me. Now then, let's see what he can do...*

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

"Really now Duncan? The good guys?"

*He takes a defensive stance and closes his eyes, cleansing his mind, listening to the surroundings while blocking out the noise from the stands. He tries to hear Duncan's footsteps, though it may not be possible. A real fighter does not always rely on the force to win a fight, and Dexon was just about to do so.*

"What, do you think I am evil or something?"

*He hears a brief footstep, and spins in that direction, holding his hand out towards where the sound came from, realizing that no one was still there. He continues to keep his eyes closed, listening for any sudden movements, though Duncan should, and would be smart enough to minimalize them as much as possible.*

"I am still a Jedi Master, Duncan. It is my blade that is evil, and I assure you, it has no power over me at all..."

[Lakkerun Joh'had]

*I use the Jedi technique featherweight to allow myself to remain unheard by my foe. I know what he's trying to do, trying to get me to speak, and reveal my position. But I have a few tricks up my sleeve...*


"Dark side blades make a dark side Jedi...."

*The voice comes from Dexon's left side, and fairly confident he will turn to the source of the sound, i then that I lash out at Dexon, attacking his right shoulder from the opposite side! Quick as a flash, I then back away quietly into the shadows. around the arena, circling around with not a footfall. Heh, implanting senses inside someone's mind is fun...*

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

*Breifly sidetracked, Dexon does not remember he is not using the force anymore. Just in the knick of time, he reinclines his connection to the force, and senses the attack coming for his shoulder. He ducks at the perfect moment, the attack going right over his head. He gathers himself together and picks himself up off the floor, dusting off his robes and searching for Duncan through the force now, though using the Unified Force, and searching for the very particles that inhabbit him.*

"Surely you cannot believe that I am evil, Master Duncan? You know what hurts the most...?"

*Dexon seemingly disappears from the playing field, leaving almost nothing in the dueling arena for the fans to watch. He flies through the force for a while, before finding Duncan, and coming out right in front of him and grabbing on to his collar.*

"The lack of respect!"

*With the hand gripping Duncan's collar, he unleashes a powerful drain force, one that could ruin his potential in this fight, if it goes unprotected.*

[Lakkerun Joh'had]

*The Force Drain is tiring, but Celestial Fury keeps my going, and keeps me sustained with enough power. I kick Dexon in the nards, and release myself from his grasp. Immediately, I unleash Sith Lightning upon Dexon.*

"Heh, good try Dexon.."

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

ooc:

*Luckily, Dex always has a force armor covering his stones, and the kick only makes him back up a bit, where he is ready for the quick lightning attack. He quickly applies a force absorb on himself, which takes in all of the blast.

He then takes out another lightsaber, this one much different then the others. It seems each of his lightsabers has an intriquit design, in hopes of mesmerizing the opponent. This blade belonged to his master, the Trandoshan; Drakkskaa. This hilt had strange hiroglyphs on the bottom of it, and then a slender black tube going up past the normal height, where it transfers into a silver tube, as a half opening for the green blade.

He ignites this lightsaber and goes into the Niman form, a form of moderation, with no weaknesses at all.*

[Lakkerun Joh'had]

"Heh, Niman form...interesting how you mangled it..."

*I Force Pull ale from Ch'od's beverage coaster, and drink it, right there on the field...*

"Heh...beer...always makes me fight better..."

*I change to my own Drunken Duncan form, a form unpredictable to even the strongest minds...hell, even I dont knwo whats gonna happen sometimes*

[Enishi]

ooc: looks like you two have been playin jade empire. Drunken Fist and transform.

[Lakkerun Joh'had]

ooc: heh, I made the form 'Drunken Duncan' just after i had finished JE for the first time...so you are correct.

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

jediduncan said:

"Heh, Niman form...interesting how you mangled it..."

*I Force Pull ale from Ch'od's beverage coaster, and drink it, right there on the field...*

"Heh...beer...always makes me fight better..."

*I change to my own Drunken Duncan form, a form unpredictable to even the strongest minds...hell, even I dont knwo whats gonna happen sometimes*

*Seeing Duncan get all wobbly, he cannot help but laugh at this situation. Every drunk man has his weaknesses, and it was a very simple one. Stability.*

"Odd choice Duncan..."

*He sends a force push towards Duncan.*

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

I win.

[Enishi]

Sorry duncan, try being on a little more. Let's give him till later tonite.

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

I was gone the entire weekend, I thought I would have lost.

[Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce]

its been a great match so far, and i'd love to see more, but rules are rules, and im not a ref so...

[Lakkerun Joh'had]

thats what i get for visiting relatives on the 4th of July. stupid me.

oh well... good luck in the next rounds Dexon.