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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Sept 12, 2005 3:17:38 GMT
*he twisted harder..and then, lifted her a little off the ground, holding her by the head...a little more time and shed be slammed against the hard dirt floor of the arena*
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Post by Shara on Sept 12, 2005 3:24:29 GMT
"Ahhr!" Shara hissed in pain, clawing at his hands... but there wasn't much to be done, not without drawing on the Force. It would be so easy... but she resisted the temptation. She'd given her word she wouldn't, and she wouldn't...
Vision hazy and breath getting harder to come by every second she kicked back at him, desperate... she didn't want to give up.... she didn't want the humiliation of surrender...
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Sept 12, 2005 3:28:41 GMT
"use the force...it would make it more of a challenge" *he smiled...he did like shara...no matter how much she hated his kind.. but insulting not only his leader, but one of his closest friends was something he'd make her pay for...he twisted a little harder and lifted her a bit higher* ooc:my friend has gone crazy...he stabbed someone
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Sept 12, 2005 4:22:36 GMT
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Post by Shara on Sept 12, 2005 17:07:16 GMT
OOC: Ok. Shara didn't have the strength or the voice to reply... atleast outloud. She loved her morals.... but she loved the idea of kicking this Mandalorian's rear even more. Allowing her conciousness to sink into the Force she felt for his pressence... and lashed out at it, wrapping a the Force about him and squeezing with all of her considerable skill. Force Crush. It was a relatively simple trick, one she taught her students early on. But with the right a mount of power behind it and a non Force using opponent it could be quite literally 'bone shattering'.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Sept 12, 2005 23:34:08 GMT
*Hoorex had been able to reasist...for the first few second...simply because of his great will and traiining he had with duncan, but that was for simple powers such as push and pull...this was greater....
He dropped shara as he was brought into the air, leaning back in forth convulsive-like...he smiled as she faced him, knowing that she would regret the cheat*
"no...*urk* it's *uhg* more....even"
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Post by Shara on Sept 12, 2005 23:51:23 GMT
Shara took a shaky breath as she was dropped, fighting not to topple over. She released her grip on him almost instantly, mentally berating herself for the slip up. But she'd been desperate...
"Even?"
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Sept 12, 2005 23:55:54 GMT
*whipping the blood from his face, he stares into her eyes with his own, peircing gray ones....* "now you stand a chance.." *and with that comment he laughed and turned so his back was to her*
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Post by Shara on Sept 13, 2005 0:00:13 GMT
"Ha! Keep telling yourself that, Fly boy."
Confident that she could now breath properly Shara lunged at him, attempting to tackle him from behind.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Sept 13, 2005 0:05:20 GMT
*hoping she'd take the advantage of attacking him from behind, hoorex tried to kick her with a spinning kick....to bad his timing was way off...and she went under his leg and cleanly tackled him...she must of had some technique because she was pinning him to the ground...*
"wow...your really...heavy..."
*he was going to say 'beautiful' but deemed 'heavy' a better way to bring out the real fight in her*
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Post by Shara on Sept 13, 2005 0:11:02 GMT
"Heavy, am I?"
Shara growled deep in her throat, silvery eyes flashing dangerously. She pressed her lower body tight against him, slipping her hands about his throat, nimble fingers seeking a presure point. She knew that all he had to do was roll over and she'd be unseated... but if he was going to be calling her 'heavy' she was more than willing to play along.
"I'll show you heavy."
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Sept 13, 2005 0:14:46 GMT
*hoorex tried to let out a chuckle but could hardly breath...her hand was tight against his throat. Man, maybe that was the wrong thing to say, but live and learn...he put his own hands on her arms trying to pull her off his throat, but everytime he pulled away, she held onto his neck making it hurt even more...*
"..."
*A small droplet of blood escaped hoorex's mouth*
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Post by Shara on Sept 13, 2005 0:18:59 GMT
Shara leaned down, brushing her lips against his ear, grip tightening. "How does it feel, tough guy?" She whispered softly.
"How does it feel to be rendered helpless by another?"
She was taking a great amount of pleasure from his pain... paybacks were sweet.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Sept 13, 2005 0:21:11 GMT
*hoorex was on the verge of being knocked unconcious...finally he just threw a volley of deperation punches...not really aiming but trying to get the blurr that was shara's head...maybe she couldnt block*
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Post by Shara on Sept 13, 2005 0:26:02 GMT
Shara saw the punches coming... unfortunately for her in order to block she had to loosen her grip on his throat.
After a split seconds hesitation she removed one hand from his throat, pressing down on him with the other, swinging the arm around to block his wild punches. Two handed, it would have been easy... this way, it wasn't... one managed to get by and an explosion of pain irrupted in her temple as his fist collided solidly with the side of her skull.
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