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 Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 7:32 pm
(Never heard that. Oh well.)
Expecting the blast, Ordo shifted to his right foot and spun barely out of fire, barely dodging the bolts, but still feeling their heat as they zoomed past him. "Warrior's do not die in the battle circle. Nor do they rely on other people to fight their own battles."
He leved his knife, ready to dodge more fire, as he rolled and retrieved his blasters, bringing them to into position. "I would have fought, had I deemed it necesary. You gave no inclination you were willing to concede, nor did you accept my surrender. I did not accept the challenge because I was not willing yet to fight my Mandalore to prove myself." He backed up, readying to defend himself. "Apparantly, I must prove my conviction."
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 7:33 pm
"Hopefully you can find some answers here then," Iust said as he slowly brought the ship down onto the landing platform of the empty bunker.
"Well we're here," Iust says as he gets out of the pilot's seat, takes his wig off, and replaces it with his familiar helmet.
"Lead on."
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 7:37 pm
"Thats why I came down here boy. You want to prove your ideals are right, you have to be willing to fight for them. But all you did was whine and b***h like a damn Echani. You've gone soft Ordo. Probably from hiding behind the poor fools who believed in you."
Mandalore turned to face Ordo and then began to walk inexorably towards him, still deprived of his blasters.
Voor kept his gun up but did not fire, instead watching as Mandalore went after Ordo.
"Come here Ordo." Mandalore stated in a dark tone. "I will personally end you."
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 7:43 pm
"If fight I must, then fight I shall," he countered, ready to holster his blasters, but not willing to leave himself open to his cronies. "I'll meet you in the battle circle fair and square, as a true Mandalorian would fight." He eased closer, one blaster up, the other replaced with his knife. Then he holsetered the other and stepped into the circle. "I am not as weak as you thinkg, nor am I as strong as I may claim. I am only what I make myself to be."
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 7:48 pm
"You talk too much boy. Now shut up, pick the weapon and make peace with Arasuum and Kad Ha'rangir." Mandalore stated as he stood in the circle.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 7:51 pm
Ordo put his blasters aside, and kept only his knife with him, not drawn, but ready when he needed it. He sttod across from his leader, waiting for him to make his move, crouched in his preferred battle stance.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 7:54 pm
Mandalore drew his own knife, holding it in a reversed grip and suddenly charged, his elbow held forward to smash into Ordo's face with his elbow pad.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 7:57 pm
"You got it," Iria said as the duo left the ship.
They then entered the old garrison building. To put it in the most blunt fashion one could do so, the place felt, and even smelt like death. One could see skeletons whom died where they lay, clad in stormtrooper armor and New Republic fatigue uniforms alike.
Eventually, they reached a computer room, with instructions to place a hand on a scanner on the wall.
"Here goes nothing," Iria said, placing her hand on said scanner.
"Brun ... hildt ... Mor ... dranna ... C. Iden ... tity con ... firmed ... Wel ... come back ... Colonel ... Brun ... hildt," proclaimed the broken electronic voice of the computer.
Iria chuckled sheepishly. "Well, I guess that's good to know, that it thinks I'm 'mother'," she told Iust, before turning to the task at hand, punching in commands, and bringing up security camera feeds. "Let's see if this brings up anything pertinent,"
And then, feeds from Sarton's personal quarters came up, as well as ones from the prison facility. And, Iria's blood froze. "By all the ghosts of Alderaan!" she gasped, horrified by what she'd seen.
Shaking her head, she then punched in more commands, bringing up a map. "Ok, here we are," she said, indicating their current location, and then, down a long corridor, and making a left, then a right, was the location of Sarton's office.
(( being a clone has it's advantages. ^^ and yeah, feel free to refer to Sarton as a son of a barve, or what have you. ))
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 8:00 pm
Cale Darksun Mandalore drew his own knife, holding it in a reversed grip and suddenly charged, his elbow held forward to smash into Ordo's face with his elbow pad. Ordo spun out of the way, Mandalore easing up to where his face would have been, and drew his knife, holding it in a normal grip, pointed at the man he claimed he served. He waited for the man to charge again, so he could counter-attack.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 8:04 pm
As Ordo spun out of the way, mandalore spun on his boot heel as well and aimed a stab in Ordo's collar, holding his left bracer up to degend against Ordo.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 8:04 pm
"What that b*****d got was too good for him, I wouldn't have been so kind to just simply kill him." Iust comments. "We're going to his office, correct?" he continues as he looks at the map.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 8:07 pm
Cale Darksun ElladanKenet Cale Darksun Mandalore drew his own knife, holding it in a reversed grip and suddenly charged, his elbow held forward to smash into Ordo's face with his elbow pad. Ordo spun out of the way, Mandalore easing up to where his face would have been, and drew his knife, holding it in a normal grip, pointed at the man he claimed he served. He waited for the man to charge again, so he could counter-attack. Ordo instead ducked, throwing his arm out to knock the knife-wielding arm out of the way, while he got underneath the other arm, and aimed a blow at the leader's ribs.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 8:17 pm
He let Ordo come, let the man stab him in the ribs.
The blade chipped against his armor.
Mandalore suddenly seized Ordo's head in the crook of his left arm and dropped his own knife. He grabed Ordo's arm with his right hand and then squeezed, crushing Armor and bone with the strength of a Machine Shop vice, rendering the arm useless.
"Amazing things, Crush gaunts." Mandalore said. "I just needed you to get close."
With that he drove his left knee with incredible force into Ordo's chest three times, then threw him to the ground.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 8:21 pm
Crushed, Ordo was thrown to the ground. Coughing blood into his helmet, he turned to his back, and struggled to get up to his feet, clutching his other arm gingerely, before he let it fall to his side, useless. His eyes darted to the knife, but there was no way he could get close without having to get too close to this man. He was clearly at a disadvantage, but he refused to give up. He started circling the man, arm ready to pull out his one concealed weapon when he got close enough.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 8:28 pm
Mandalore watched the man circle him.
He stanced to attack, creeping forward to close.
Then, he hooked his foot out and pulled Ordo's leg out from under him.
Ejecting his bracer vibroblade, he stabbed out at Ordo's helmit, aiming straight for the visor.
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