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 Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 5:52 pm
He quickly looks around for any way out of his current situation and then decides to try something that most likely wouldn't work. but he figured he'd try it any ways. He points to the roof.
Thats a strange place to mount a fish....
He keeps his mind clear of thoughts so she could not find out his plan
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 5:59 pm
Atra folded her hands in front of her chest. "I wasn't aware I had mounted sea creatures in my Temple," she said, her voice full of mock wonder.
Her expression immediately dissolved as she continued speaking.
"You just gave me a very bad impression."
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:01 pm
He grins slightly dispite his desperate situation.
Well they say first impressions are important.... and as far as I know this would be the second impression..
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:04 pm
"And what difference does that make?" Atra asked, her voice solid and firm as her piercing eyes bored into the foolish one who stood in front of her.
"You've put me in a foul mood."
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:05 pm
He grins not backing down.
Well by all means let us skip these pleasent formalties, and get to the point shall we? If your going to kill me do it now..
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:10 pm
"So very astute," Atra purred. "You can smell your own death."
The words had barely left her mouth before her lightsaber was ignited. She didn't lunge towards him-- in fact, she barely moved. Her wrist flicked in several different directions, drawing the glowing red blade in an "X" pattern across his figure.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:13 pm
He jumps back getting burned across the chest slightly by the saber multiple times.
You sure play fair... stare
He backs up a bit and then quickly tries to dart past you by running as fast as he can. He figures he won't make it but he might as well die with style. He didn't know what the Dark Lord had against him, perhapes it was cause he showed some guts that one day. But it didn't matter to him, all he knew was he had a very very powerful enemy... and that seeing as how she was the leader of the sith it would make his desire to become a member of the sith even more farfeched.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:14 pm
((Neo-Tupac, before you can role-play, you need to fill out character application and get it approved. I'm only telling you this once. If I see any more posts like this, they'll be delted, and you'll be dealt with. Clear?))
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:18 pm
Atra deactivated her saber and easily reached out with the Force, catching Mitch with her deadly strands. She yanked him back to the cell room, not caring what she made him hit in the process. Be it decor, walls, or other students, she didn't care.
When he was once again within sight, she established a Force choke upon him, holding him a good three inches off the wall and above the Ground. Her short stature kept her from staring levely in the eye, but it had much the same effect.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:21 pm
He begins to choke and instinctivly reaches for his throat even though he knows he can't do any thing.
So..... Care to tell me what you got against me? or am I just one of those guys you don't like?.....
He struggles hard but tries not to use up too much of his breath.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:24 pm
Atra tilted her head for a moment.
"I just don't like you," she said bluntly. "You sneak into my Temple, you attempt escape, you looked me in the eye..." she listed.
She flickered her gaze to the cell block doorway, then back to her captaive.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:25 pm
He grins slightly.
I thought eye contact was a way of showing respect... and that I'm paying attention. but I guess you must have a troubled past concerning it.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:29 pm
(( crying I gotta go...we'll continue this later ))
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:41 pm
With a grunt of disgust, Atra flung Mitch's body back into the cell. Or, into a different cell. She mumbled something to the officer who'd came up beside her to address the situation, then spun around to glare at the two guards.
"The definition of 'guard' escapes you?" she demanded.
She raised her hand to give each one a hard, Force-inspired cuff across the face, sending them both reeling.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 6:53 pm
((2pac there, use OOC "(())" rings when your talking OOC, it gets people confused and agered, and is more or less spamming))
Draiman turned towards the Cells, Force was being used and he could tell who it was, still shirtless he entered the Cell Block and looked around to find the Dark Lord herself once agian.
Draiman: Don't you ever sleep Ma'am?
He smirked slightly but was serious too, it was stupid of him since he was more or less active everyday, every hour, he was doing something, he drew his saber and looked around the cells.
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