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 Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 6:10 pm
The man seemed to teleport again, and his cloak rippled as the bullet singed it. "Oh, on te contrary, boy. Noone needs a blaster after they've trained with me." He ducked, spinning quickly, one blade ained at his waist, the other aimed at his knee.
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 7:25 pm
Rathen never replied as he took a step back with one foot. With the other he raised up his leg and sent his heel right at the man with a kick that thrust right thought the gap between the two sabers. With his hand he tossed up the gun, flicking a small switch on its side and having his light saber drop out, and caught it buy the barrel. Holding the gun he lined it up with the top saber and let it slide into the trigger hole and held it, keeping the saber caught, so he couldn't pull away without adjusting his position. With his other hand he caught his own light saber, as it dropped off of the gun, and with it, activated of course, he pierced the blade down into the ground, with it's flat side facing the knee high second saber, so it blocked his other attack. Both these actions were done in the space of his kick at the stranger. His foot flew right at the man's gut as he put all his momentum into it.
"Need and want are two different things!"
((so your first saber is in his gun trigger hole and caught(so if you teleport your going to have to ditch the saber pretty much), the second is blocked by his own saber and he's now kicking right at your stomach))
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 8:57 pm
((They are actual lightsabers, the ones that cut through metal, but I must say it is a nice attack, so Ill give it to you twisted pirate ))
The man looked shocked as the kick connected, and he was just barely to slice off a piece of the blaster as he landed on his a**. He smiled. "Good, improvisation will help you immensely when I train you." The man seemed to crumple and then rise into a standing position.
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 9:31 pm
((remember I posted earlier that the metal the gun was made of was something that would chip if it got hit hard but otherwise could stand up to a saber, it costs a TON thought so moves like that aren't too often coming. xp but at any rate do you really think I'd use a gun in a saber fight if it could get chopped up easily?))
Rathen shook his head and looked at his gun, sneering at the damage caused by the light saber.
"Damn, this will cost a lot to repair.... either way I think I've had enough to determine wither or not you can actually teach me something I want to learn."
Bending down he picked up his saber, still stuck in the ground, and de-activated it. Turning around he looked about at the people who had started to congregate and shook his head walking away from him. He made his way thought the crowd and headed into the bar, making his way to the table he was at earlier and sat in the chair, dropping his gun on the table.
"man... I barely had enough for the gun to begin with... now I have to repair it..."
((oh and thanks for the compliment twisted ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 2:43 pm
((It was a good fight, next time, it should be alot of fun, srry for the gun xd ))
The man deactivated his sabers, and sheathed them. "So, are you satisfied to learn from me, Rathen?" He took a step closer to him, and lowered his hood, revealing his dark red dreadlocks.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 4:12 pm
"nope I actually don't think you have anything I care to learn...."
He propped his feet up onto the bar and leaned back on the chair.
"I hit you, the fact that I made any sort of contact with you, much less a full on hit, means that I am already good enough to spar... so why commit myself when, after a little while, I’ll be able to beat you? Besides... your fighting style is so... linear, there was no creativity in any of your attacks... sure you fast, but fast can only get you so far in life... sorry but i decline your offer as a master... I'll decide for myself who I can or can not learn from."
With that he went back to looking over the damage from his gun, muttering to himself quietly.
"well it still looks useable... only the handle has been damaged severely... pain in the butt right there..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 2:08 am
Gaian name: Fieran Anullan
Name: Dark Jedi Knight Sola Monai Tailon
Age: 19
Class: Dark Jedi
Rank: Guardian
Rank: Jedi Knight
Planet from: Zordaila Signa
Job: None as of yet
Race: Scortierian- A race much like a human, but with longer lifespans and sharper canines. They also have three short blades made of bones on the sides of thier wrists and are able to heal faster than any human. They have only a few things they care about, Family, Honor, and Combat. All of which they will do anything to achieve. This makes them excellent fighters and with some of them having the ability to see in the dark, excellent trackers as well.
Weapons: A grey staff, the blades a few feet longer than most
Appearance: Sola Monai Tailon
Bio: She was once part of the Jedi and was fiercely loyal to her master, but on one mission she had to choose between her family and comepleting a mission which meant killing her father, a powerful Jedi who had turned to the Darkside as well. She of course chose her family and in doing so accepted the already growing Darkness inside of her.
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 9:19 pm
Fieran Anullan Gaian name: Fieran Anullan
Name: Dark Jedi Knight Sola Tailon
Age: 19
Class: Dark Jedi
Rank: Guardian
Rank: Jedi Knight
Planet from: Zordaila Signa
Job: None as of yet
Race: Scortierian- A race much like a human, but with longer lifespans and sharper canines. They also have three short blades made of bones on the sides of thier wrists and are able to heal faster than any human. They have only a few things they care about, Family, Honor, and Combat. All of which they will do anything to achieve. This makes them excellent fighters and with some of them having the ability to see in the dark, excellent trackers as well.
Weapons: A grey staff, the blades a few feet longer than most
Appearance: Monai Tailon
Bio: She was once part of the Jedi and was fiercely loyal to her master, but on one mission she had to choose between her family and comepleting a mission which meant killing her father, a powerful Jedi who had turned to the Darkside as well. She of course chose her family and in doing so accepted the already growing Darkness inside of her. ((awesome profile, welcome))
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 9:21 pm
Jan_Tanner "nope I actually don't think you have anything I care to learn...." He propped his feet up onto the bar and leaned back on the chair. "I hit you, the fact that I made any sort of contact with you, much less a full on hit, means that I am already good enough to spar... so why commit myself when, after a little while, I’ll be able to beat you? Besides... your fighting style is so... linear, there was no creativity in any of your attacks... sure you fast, but fast can only get you so far in life... sorry but i decline your offer as a master... I'll decide for myself who I can or can not learn from." With that he went back to looking over the damage from his gun, muttering to himself quietly. "well it still looks useable... only the handle has been damaged severely... pain in the butt right there..." "Goddamn you boy, you don't have a choice." He seemed to teleport again, this time appearing in front of him. "I played a baby's game with you boy, do not make me angry. I am the third most powerful member of the Way, and I will not let some upstart idiot learn from another! You need control, and the powers I offer are the only ones which will help you control the Force."
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 9:27 pm
I don't have a choice? I always have a choice true from you prespective the options are either death or let you teach me... but seriously..."
Rathen held up his gun which was beginging to hum rather noisly.
'I could easily just blow up this gun and take both you and me stright to hell with a one way ticket..."
With a flick of his finger the gun turned off and he set it down on the table.
"But thats boreing.... tell you what... you pay for my repairs on this gun..."
He pushed the gun towards him.
"and i let you tag around and teach me whatever the hell you think you I would use to control the Way or the Force or whatever you want to call it"
Rathen smirked at him. Cuz the way I see it you want me more then I want to say..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 9:29 pm
((crap... how are we gonna do this? should i just delete my post?))
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 9:30 pm
Jan_Tanner ((crap... how are we gonna do this? should i just delete my post?)) too late i deleted mine lol))
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 9:32 pm
Gourou Bandai Jan_Tanner ((crap... how are we gonna do this? should i just delete my post?)) too late i deleted mine lol)) ((lol thats cool, thanks man, if you want you can attack him later 3nodding ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 9:33 pm
((I will in a sec here, I'm assuming I should not let another potential be turned over to their side))
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