The light hurts (reven & Kuhblan)

[kozeph]

Woostri... A bright and happy place, Taku had no idea what a frigate from Nar Shaadda had made it, it's destination to land in such a nice place. It had been over a three days since he had teamed up with the Force sensitive boy named Raven, he had partner up with the boy so the hapan would work for him and buy Takumi drinks, in return Taku occasionally would give the boy a lesson in the force. It was a good deal, or so thought the lazy fallen Jedi. Right now they were stranded in Woostri, while Reven took numerous job as a waiter, cook and well I didn't matter to Taku as long as the boy didn't steal. The one thing that was sure to make him angry was thievery, he could care less about murderers, terrorist or any kind of scum, but thieves he could not stand.

The big hairy Dark Jedi lay'ed under the shadow of a umbrella, looking particularly bitter, he still wore his dirty bulky robes, despite the heat. "I hate the sun" was all he could think while he sulked, he was to lazy to even take off his clothing, and so he only had a alcoholic drink in his hand to cool off his bitter temper. Takumi simply lay'ed there on the sand under the shadow of a umbrella, he was bored... So bored he couldn't do a thing, the giggling from a pair of Aleena children annoyed him, the heat annoyed the dark Jedi, the happy sun above also annoyed the former Jedi. The big man disliked the sun ever since he started drinking, right now he wasn't suffering from a hangover but still the sun made his eye squint. Where is that boy anyway? sulked the dark Jedi as he finished his drink.

Taku began looking around the beach, no one was close to his umbrella, the stench of the dark Jedi was enough to clear off any person. But right now that was not the reason people stayed clear from him, besides being a unwelcome and strange sight in the beach, was the fact that a huge barbaric looking claymore was stuck to the ground near Taku, the sword he won in a gladiatorial game. Takumi moved into a sitting position and removed the dirty and old robe, showing his simple yet also dirty clothing and the belt where two of his three lightsabers rested, one which he had landed to the hapan boy for training.

Takumi sighed and drew the datapad he bought "Guess I should start working on giving the boy some solid info" he's shoulders slumped and he sighed again "what a boring place this is" he sighed again "Uhh you smell bad hehe" one of those annoying Aleena children had gotten close and was looking over Takumi shoulder Grrr.... the large man teeth clunthed, he dropped the datapad...

[Reven]

I love working in this kind of weather thought Reven as he picked up a piece of paper with stick and placed it in a green plastic bag. As someone raised in the harsh heat of Tatooine, the heat Taku hated was actually considered one of the rare cool days on Tatooine. While Reven continued to pick up garbage for his temporary job, Reven couldn't help but think about some of the things he'll be able to do as Taku continued training him in the ways of the force. After all, Taku did say that he had more force potential than him and after seeing him take down a whole group of thugs with ease, he felt that he would be able to do the same eventually, but faster.

Reven would then head in the direction that Taku was at which really wasn't that hard to find with his giant claymore sticking in the ground. As Reven approached him, he couldn't help but notice Taku growling at a bunch of Aleena children after one of them said that he smelled bad. When Taku dropped the datapad, he sensed that what the child said to the giant man probably pissed Taku off, so he fastened his pace hoping that he would get there in time before Taku did something that could frighted the child.

"Taku, lets go some place else. All I need to do is throw out the garbage I collected and get paid, so we could go to a bar if you want" said Reven hoping that the fact that he would be able to drink soon might calm him down a bit.

[Kuhblam]

(OOC: Will leave combat up to you as it was implied in your request thread that you were unsure about Takumi going back to the Light.)

Woostri's bright, golden sun shone over the resort coast like a new lamppost over a white-washed street. Across some several hundred miles of pure ocean coast line surrounded by a few massive resort hotels spread out far and wide, clear blue water commanded a mid-day horizon in absoluteness. Palm trees of a ripe age adorned the back section of the beach where pearly white sand collided with sage green grass and crosswalks where occasional families of various species spent the day sharing memorable moments with relatives. A few vendor stands served to round about the somewhat populated beach; it's sheer size served to give most occupants a good, length degree of personal space. Above the respective population of this public area, a slight windy breeze served to keep the resort area cool but not too unbearably warm, and the laughter of children could be heard throughout the beach.

Through the sparsely chaotic beach, a lone figure clad in the pearly white-gold robes of Alderaanian nobility strode through the sand, his dark brown field boots shifting through the sand and connecting with un-polluted water as he walked along the shoreline. Broad features covered the Jedi's face, and buzzed blond hair served to complete his persona with stark, experienced blue eyes. Three light-sabers hung from his utility belt, amongst their number an ornate double-bladed light-saber originally belonging to the individual's master. This was the chosen, deliberate appearance of Tyrdo Darkonel, renowned veteran Jedi Master and champion of the Light, who had come to Woostri in the hopes of tracking down a missing associate of his who had contacted him for help. As he walked, his gaze connected with the entirety of the beach's horizon, admiring it's beauty while thinking back to his padawan, whom he had left back on Coruscant to briefly undertake this unofficial mission of sorts.

A serene and calm place. I should bring Shin here the next time I visit for some training in the sun. The boy could use the fresh air and a break from training rooms.

As he walked past the beach's various patrons, he couldn't help but reach out with the Force and send withering tendrils of his energy into the surrounding area, searching for any trace of his some-what force-sensitive contact. These lances of energy pinged and bounced off of various life-forms, detecting nothing special to Tyrdo's disappointment as he continued his walk. He had been told that his friend would be here; if he was not, then Tyrdo hoped that perhaps maybe he might be further down the length of this beach waiting for him in secret. As Tyrdo continued a few steps further, however, his powers recoiled as they came into contact with an intense dark-side signature of force energy not too far away from Tyrdo's position, as well as another force-sensitive, this one noticeably weaker, accompanying the stronger source. His mind focusing almost automatically on the signature, Tyrdo noticed it with somewhat curious, albeit intense disgust. This dark-side blackhole was powerful, that much he could surmise; although not on a par with Tyrdo's experience, it was very much a powerful signature that would be hard for any Force-Sensitive to ignore. No, what made Tyrdo curious was that it was completely un-focused in every way. It was as if this person was entirely careless to control his force signature in cautiousness, especially on a Republic planet of all places. Even then, Tyrdo could sense some sort of carelessness and confusion in it, as if the person had in theory drunken enough alcohol to dull his control of the Force, if such a humorous idea were possible.

I must investigate this at once. A Dark Jedi here of all places?

Moving ahead past a triplet of palm trees and an arguing Quermian couple babbling in some incoherent language native to their species, he moved even closer to the pair of force-sensitives, feeling that he was already in sight of them. In truth, Tyrdo's senses served him correctly. His gaze laid eyes upon a single, dirtied figure lying in the sand by his umbrella, with a black-haired teenager of below average height trying to communicate with older fellow, who was about Tyrdo's size if not a little taller. The stench of beer and cheap food radiated from whom Trdy could only assume was the Dark Jedi, although his would-be apprentice seemed to be a bit more well-kept in public spaces. As he closed the gap and came upon them, Tyrdo could make out the shape of three cylindrical objects on the smelly man's belt which he automatically assumed were light-sabers.

As he approached them, Tyrdo could make out the Dark Jedi preparing to threaten two young Aleena children as he accidentally dropped an aged datapad in the sand. Tyrdo knew he had seen him, but the question was why the fool hadn't at least tried to conceal his presence and dim his signature a bit.

Typical of these Darks. He gets one opportunity to leave in my custody and then he's bantha fodder.

By this time, the pony-tailed smelly Dark Jedi and his apprentice had seen Tyrdo and the ornate light-sabers which were attached to his utility belt. The boy, who had seen Tyrdo first, moved slightly closer to Takumi as if his benevolent master would protect him without hesitation.

"Your sloppy, friend. Traveling on a Republic world, not masking your force signature... I must admit that the Force has an odd way of presenting me with a Dark Jedi in these of all places."

His tone was harsh but clear; around the trio and the two small children, a small crowd had gathered sparsely in a relative area equidistant to the center of the spectacle. Some of the beach patrons had already seen Tyrdo's light-sabers; to them, it was uncommon for a Jedi to be seen on a large beach which hardly resembled the bright side of morality. To them, this was hardly a dangerous occasion; more so, if some action broke loose, who wouldn't want to see a Jedi duel one of his fallen counter-parts in a swell display of force powers and glowing laser-swords? For Tyrdo, he was more concerned with the beach patron's safety rather than their naive testosterone-driven desires, but he could hardly use Force Wave without harming any of them and still maintaining peaceful relations with this piece of work he had come across. More or less, it was now his direct objective to get the boy away from this man; it was secondary to turn him back to a better understanding of the Force and bring him back to the Temple in custody and a tertiary objective to kill him if things went sour. More importantly, the teenager didn't know the extent of the man he was dealing with; Tyrdo could sense a great deal of hate and sadness in the man's heart. Regardless, the Dark Jedi seemed to currently be in control of his emotions.

As the Dark Jedi turned away from the Aleena children and growled somewhat, Tyrdo couldn't help but wince at the sheer smell of the Dark Jedi's persona; it was if he were a Nerf who had rolled in a pile of Bantha poop while simultaneously showering in all the wrong kinds of liquids.

"If you had been a bit more caring, we might not have met at all; granted, I consider that once possible avenue to have been better along the lines of us not crossing paths."

Tyrdo's hands remained behind his upright back as he continued to look down at the Dark Jedi and continue his usual spiel. It was taking a great deal of restraint not to attack him; Tyrdo's disgust for such foes had nearly turned to un-channeled rage not to long ago.

"I'll leave you two possible approaches to this unique predicament; normally, it would have been weapons drawn by now. You can walk with me and we can talk, or a line in the sand will be drawn and our blades shall cross paths. Your fate is your own."

[kozeph]

What is this?

Taku thought, he felt something... the presence, the feeling that a Jedi was around. A powerful one, one who's raw power could dwarf Taku. Takumi was weak when it came to the raw terms, he was by standards slightly weaker than the average Jedi, but years of hard work and the darkness inside Takumi made him strong. Yet not as strong as he had dreamed himself back when he was a youngling, back when he was a Jedi.

He growled at the Jedi, strangely enough he wasnt in the mood for fighting, the hated sun and the happy air, and all around pleasant enviorment simply made his mood become more bitter, but strangely enough he didn't felt like fighting, even if such a Jedi might prove to be a excelent foe... Who might grant the fallen Jedi the death he seeks. But right now he didn't felt like dying, he was to lazy to die just yet.

Takumi leaned towards the Aleena boy "Scram boy" he said with a dead serious voice that made the kid cry and run back to it's family.

"You have good senses Jedi" he said while he forced himself to stand up. Taku tapped Reven's shoulders "Get that trash out of here" he pointed at the people was amazing around the scene.

He listen to the Jedi, Takumi felt the clear determination that Jedi master had, he mused at the fact... that if hadn't been so weak he might have end up like that man. Takumi step out of the shadow of the umbrella he hissed, god how Takumi hated the sun.

"Well Reven you wanted to see a Jedi up close here's your chance" he said with no hint of emotion behind his voice

he walked up to the majestic Jedi knight. stopping around five feet away from him.

"I just dont feel like killing people today, so I'll play along... but the boy is coming too" he leaned toward the Jedi and whisper "But touch him and I'll cleave you in half" he said with grin determination in his eyes and voice, the Jedi if he liked could give warnings to Reven about who he was dealing with, he had already warned the boy about himself, he also could have killed the boy by accident, and this deal they had stroke out would eventually turn bitter, he knew that. But at the same time he felt that boy, would acomplish what Taku had not. The dark Jedi would not let anyone take Reven away from him.

[Reven]

I sense someone powerful near bythought Reven as he sensed the presence of the Jedi Master. Despite the fact that he was new at the whole sensing thing, he was already able to sense that Taku was powerful, so he used that to compare that sensation with other people and from what he could sense right now, the Jedi was stronger. He would then turn to the presence direction and saw a Jedi that appeared to be in his late 30's with blond hair wearing a white robe. It was clearly obvious that the man was a Jedi due to his robes and the lightsaber he was carrying and Reven couldn't help but smile in excitement as this was the first time he had ever met one of his long time heroes.

Taku would then tap Reven on the shoulders and told him to get rid of the trash as he pointed to the crowd. The young hapan boy would then start to shout "Move along folks! If this is turns out to be a fight you might be killed by in the cross fire!" shouted Reven. The Aleena people would then start to walk away taking their children who really wanted to see a lightsaber duel, but Reven knew that Taku might accidentally kill someone if there was one and he was no exception.

Reven would then start to walk back toward Taku dropping the bag of garbage which was already tied closed on the ground as Taku whispered something to the Jedi. When Reven got there, he stood next to Taku and extended his hand towards the Jedi and while being unaware that Taku would kill the Jedi if he laid a hand on him said "It's an honor to met you Jedi, my name is Reven Starlight, what's you're name"

[Kuhblam]

Tyrdo smiled at the Dark Jedi's threats as the drunken fool pushed a finger into his chest; Tyrdo truly did respect determination in it's finest form. There was something about the spirit of tenacity that Tyrdo lent respect to heavily; the ability to remain steadfast in one's decision was something Tyrdo liked in a person. More often than not, the standard run of the mill Knights he had taught over the years were too quick to go with whatever path avoided bloodshed, not whatever path was best. The Tenets taught discipline and encouraged peaceful endings to every situation; however, the Code and it's proponents were living examples of inaction; perhaps if Tyrdo might have decided been more compliant with the inactive life-style of most Jedi, he would be on the Council. Then again, Tyrdo hardly relished the life-style of sitting in the Council Chambers and deliberating whether to endorse the Blades whilst growing fat.

His attention turned to the boy, whom had just returned from dealing with the patrons. The way he had spoken to them instead of threatening them with a light-saber spoke volumes about his character. Perhaps if he had been discovered by a Jedi, Tyrdo and this teenager might have met under better circumstances on Coruscant. The child had spiky black hair, and by his features Tyrdo almost immediately identified him as a Hapan upon closer inspection. The boy's clothing was plain, and he exhibited a humble, hard-working attitude. It was plain to Tyrdo that this boy was not some egotistical apprentice common amongst roving Dark Jedi bands.

"It's an honor to meet you Jedi. My name is Reven Starlight, what's you're name?"

Tyrdo's weathered face smiled at this boy's friendly demeanor. There was a boyish persona that had just revealed itself amidst the presence of his so-called Master, and Tyrdo could sense that perhaps this Reven was not nearly as tuned to the Dark Side as his name-sake. Accepting his hand with a courteous smile, Tyrdo's tone was as benevolent as it usually was, which was wasn't much; more so, it was full of cold experience.

"Tyrdo. You can call me Tyrdo. My last name is unimportant; perhaps, in later travels, you will come to chance upon it."

Shaking his hand with a firm grasp and then releasing it, he moved past the pair as he motioned for the drunken Dark Jedi to keep a good pace with him. Their field boots pushed white sand apart as the ocean continued a pattern of washing up and down the shoreline. Behind them, a few of those who had cleared the way stayed at a distance, curious as to the purpose of three light-saber wielding foreigners walking along a tourist beach.

Tyrdo was the first to speak up before the Dark Jedi could question him. Behind them, the boy stood slightly towards his master's side. Tyrdo's force-energy touched the Dark Jedi, searching his thoughts and emotions for something he could grasp onto.

"There is much conflict in you. You have hate, but you keep it withheld at times for the sake of those around you."

They continued walking, Tyrdo's hands behind his back as he continued a steady pace through the sand.

"You could have been so much more. I can sense your emotions, your thoughts... had you only walked the path, you could be far greater than you are. I can give you redemption, a chance for something you knew before... don't lie to me. I can sense your guilt."

They stopped along an un-occupied section of the miles-long white beach, Tyrdo approaching the water but stopping just short with his face to the sun.

"You waste your energy in pitiful bars and yearn for a dream you once knew as reality. I am offering you the way of the Jedi."

His voice stopped for a moment to collect his thoughts. He had never been this benevolent before. With most Dark Jedi, he had simple drawn weapons and finished them. Clearing his throat, he turned away to face the Dark Jedi and Reven. Almost immediately, he raised his voice as a fist shook for emphasis.

"Come with me back to the Jedi Temple and redeem yourself! You see in shades of grey; I can change that!"

Tyrdo's tone calmed down as he turned away again, his hands at his side as he looked up at Woostri's sun in contemplation of his actions.

"...The boy will be well-taken care of in the Medical Corps, I assure you. That much, I can promise. All you need do is relinquish your weapons to me."

Tyrdo was completely full of sincerity, but this was no offer. It was, in reality, a command full of ornate wording. The Dark Jedi and this boy would come with him, or this drunken fool would die and the boy would still come with him. It was only a matter of doing the right thing or paying the consequences.

[kozeph]

The tall dark Jedi closed his fist and clenched his teeth, seeing that Reven had undone his threat. He had to hold it inside, he had to remain in check for Reven sake, at least for a little while.... at least for a few more seconds.

Takumi remained silent, during Tyrdo and Reven's introduction. He silently fallowed them both, his heavy boots were easily sorrounded by the sand, and it got inside his boots. He stopped for a second to remove his boots, and leave them behind, he did not care. even if his feet smelled like rotten cheese. He saw the disgust in Reven who walked closely behind the boy and also in the Jedi face.Takumi was feeling oppresed, the darkness in his heart was leaping around, trying to reach out for the Jedi heart and stinguish the life from Tyrdo.

"There is much conflict in you. You have hate, but you keep it withheld at times for the sake of those around you."

said the Jedi master as he probed around Takumi's heart. The dark Jedi stopped and walked toward the crystaline water, to clean his feet. Not bothering to stare the Jedi "Tell me something I dont know" he stated with a hollow strenght behind his voice. Takumi was fighting the darkness around him, and inside him. The bear of a man that was Taku walked in silence along the shore, between the clear water and the wet sand, letting the water clean his foot.

""You could have been so much more. I can sense your emotions, your thoughts... had you only walked the path, you could be far greater than you are. I can give you redemption, a chance for something you knew before... don't lie to me. I can sense your guilt.""

"You know little of what I've been through, Tyrdo... I am trash, Im no good..." a nod had form in his throat and his voice was weak.

Takumi was being crushed... by the weight of his sins. He kept listening to the Jedi words... but now, something was pounding in his heart. "There is no forgiveness to one who slays his master" he said, and the darkness began leaking out.

"...The boy will be well-taken care of in the Medical Corps, I assure you. That much, I can promise. All you need do is relinquish your weapons to me."

That was the limit... Had Taku not met Reven he might have accepted his punishment, but no. Now he had a purpose, now he had a goal. The fallen Jedi would make Reven what he had failed to become, what he had failed to be.

"This boy deserves much better than that! his potential is so much more, I dont care if he chooses to walk in the darkness or in the light, but he will achieve something... My gut can feel it, I will give him the best education I can give..."

Takumi understood at that moment, that Reven was what he had been looking for, ever since he was broken by a group of dark jedi. Reven would be his downfall or his salvation. Not this Jedi, the Jedi would not destroy the darkness in his heart, only that boy could.

"Reven... get as far as you can from here" he said while shooving the boy away, he was being as serious as he could ever be, the determination of a true knight was in his voice. He understood, this boy would be the one to release him from his dark prison, or simply grant the death he wanted.

"What ever happens, just run boy" he said again "The datapad I had was a gift for you, it's not complete but... if something happens I want you to run and grab it, then get as far as you can from here. his voice was resolute.

Takumi Ventar had a purpose. He grabbed his lightsaber and heard the pleasing hiss of the blade coming to life. and the redish orange light that came to life with it. Takumi dropped into a Djem so stance. His favored form.

[Reven]

"Nice to meet you Tyrdo" said Reven as he shook the Jedi's hand. Then Reven smelled something awful that was worse than rotten cheese which filled his face with disgust as the horrible smell got closer and closer. Though Reven didn't need to turn around to know who it was since him, the Jedi and Taku were the only ones in the area now. Taku and the Tyrdo would then start to talk with Tyrdo mentioning that he sensed a great hatred in him, but withheld it for the well being of others and Taku would then reply back by telling the Jedi to tell him something he didn't know.

As the two continued to talk, Reven couldn't help but feel sorry for Taku that he actually considered himself to be trash, but when he mentioned that he killed his master, Reven could feel Taku's darkness starting to leak out. Even though Taku killed his master, Reven felt that Taku was still a good person and that there was probably a reason why he killed him. The Jedi would then tell Taku that Reven would be taken care of in the Medical Corps, which really didn't thrill Reven too much since he really wanted to be a Jedi more than anything else.

Taku would then tell Jedi that Reven deserved better than that due to his potential and that he felt that Reven would achieve something. But what Taku said next really stuck to Reven after he mentioned that he would give Reven the best education that he could give which really made Reven want to live up to Taku's expectations.

After that, Taku would then tell Reven to get as far away as he could and that if anything happened to him, he should take the datapad and get as far as he can away from here. Reven would then nod his head in agreement and ran towards the umbrella where Taku dropped the data pad. When he got there, he picked up the data pad and turned towards Taku and the Jedi as Taku activated his ightsaber and got into a form V stance.

[Kuhblam]

"This boy deserves much better than that! His potential is so much more; I don't care if he chooses to walk in the darkness or in the light, but he will achieve something... My gut can feel it, I will give him the best education I can give..."

Tyrdo could already sense what type of turn this conversation was coming into. He could feel defiant energy building up in the Dark Jedi, as if he were preparing for a fight. Of course, Tyrdo had no qualms about light-saber combat; on the contrary, he was renowned duelist in the order and in many's opinion second only to full-fledged weapon-masters who were still not nearly as well versed in the Force as himself. He had mastered Juyo, Ataru, and Double-Bladed Combat; in this, Tyrdo would subjugate the Dark Jedi and take the boy back with him no matter what. He did not wish to duel in such a public place, nor did he wish to duel of all; however, this situation demanded it of Tyrdo that he follow through on his word; he was a man and Jedi of action. There would be no further parley except for the talking of blades singing through the beach's pure atmosphere.

What a fool! I have offered him redemption and he turns it down at the first opportunity!

The thought that he had so much powerful faith in this boy made Tyrdo feel slightly humorous. He could sense some potential talent in Reven, but the teenager was far too old to begin any sort of formal training and from the perceived relationship it looked like this Dark Jedi hardly gave Reven any regular, continuous lessons. Tyrdo had trained Jedi for over thirty years now, and it annoyed him to no end that such profound arrogance and ignorance would turn down a chance that would see the pair each have better lives. As the smelly Dark Jedi turned quickly to the boy and grasped him by the shoulders while saying something quietly, Tyrdo watched on as Reven ran off back to the umbrella he had originally tracked the two to, pausing to grab some sort of small object on the ground. Although Tyrdo's face was a mixture of smirking and curiosity, he couldn't help but feel saddened by unnecessary good-byes. Had the large man only accepted his invitation, they would all be off this watery planet and headed for Coruscant. It wasn't everyday a Dark Jedi turned over a new leaf; concurrently, Tyrdo unfortunately would have to wait longer to witness a Qel-Droma transformation.

Clean, pure ocean water washing around his field boots, Tyrdo took a deep breath of the oceanic air as the sun grew heavier to epic proportions, this time of day being the height of it's power. His eyes squinted somewhat in order to block out the sunlight infiltrating his gaze and wreaking havoc with his visual and ocular abilities. By now, some by-standers had returned to watch the spectacle, albeit from a heavy distance plus the fact that they were spread out in a fairly random, wide pattern. His hands clenched into fists, he shook his head at the Dark Jedi, who turned back to face him resolutely.

"You fool! Do you not realize what I have just offered you? Do you understand the gravity of the situation you are now in?!"

His words held no anger behind them, but rather they were full of blatant and forth-ward truth. Tyrdo's dominant personality had come to surface with the failure of his adversary's ability to comprehend what Tyrdo had just offered him, and now it was time for what he hoped was a short confrontation. His eyes narrowed even more as the Dark Jedi planted his feet in the ground as water slowly washed up and down the shore to engulf and swallow them up in the white sand. The smelly Dark Jedi's hands moved for his light-saber as a reddish-orange light-saber beam shot outwards from it's corrupted hilt and hummed with an evil resilience characteristic of Sith and Dark Jedi light-sabers. His pose adjusted into that of a Djem So starting stance, emphasizing powerful strikes but leaving something of a lack of mobility to unfortunately compensate for it's advantages.

Tyrdo sighed as the Dark Jedi moved into a combat position. Around them, the presence of "laser-swords" as some might call them was attracting more people than Tyrdo had hoped. This was a public beach; people were supposed to run from danger, not become entranced by it and look even further. As Tyrdo spoke, it was obvious he held deep resignation in fighting this man. He had no desire to put innocent by-standers in danger, even if this was a fallen Jedi who had killed his own Master.

"... I was afraid it might come to this, friend. Very well."

Instead of reaching for his light-saber, however, Tyrdo's hands unexpectedly coursed with sudden pure energy in the Force as he slammed forward with his coarse hands to create a wave of Force energy that pushed his foe backwards by several yards and sent him somersaulting in the air as he struggled to land on his feet and retain his stance. Similarly, one of Tyrdo's single bladed light-saber, shot forth from his utility belt into his hands, Tyrdo's thumb pressing the power button quickly as an icy blue blade burned through the air with a beautiful hum to accompany it's un-wanted presence. Not willing to attack first, Tyrdo moved into a Juyo combat stance as he held his position. Disappointment filled his voice as Tyrdo called out one more time.

"You don't realize what you are doing, do you? This boy is your livelihood, your cradle of life? You will only succeed in driving him further into darkness!"

[kozeph]

"You fool! Do you not realize what I have just offered you? Do you understand the gravity of the situation you are now in?!"

Takumi Smirk "Aye... I'm to much of a fool not to exploit the fact that I can use the onlookers as meat shields, Aye I'm to much of a fool to expect that I'll easily get free from this brawl" The dark Jedi laughed

"... I was afraid it might come to this, friend. Very well."


"You speak truly... If life had been more kind to me, If I had been stronger we might have become friends" Takumi led those thoughts flow into the Jedi mind. as the Jedi pushed him away.

Before Taku could erect a wall to keep the tide of the sudden force push Tyrdo made, he was flung several yards into the air. Takumi struggled and twizted his body enough to safely land without loosing much of his balance. "Sith spit" cursed Takumi in his head. He watched as the Jedi drew a single blade, the dark Jedi expected Tyrdo to use the advantage with his dual lightsaber, but he did not, he would have to be careful of it.

Takumi in a split of a second began sprinting, using the force to amplify his already admirable raw speed, he charged head on. He had to go in the offensive and keep Tyrdo from exploiting Juyo, Taku knew enough of that form, to respect it and actually love it as well as tp fear it. The most demanding of all forms.

The darkness began to pulse in his body

"You don't realize what you are doing, do you? This boy is your livelihood, your cradle of life? You will only succeed in driving him further into darkness!"

The Darkness broke free. To those words, Taku had no anwser. Slowly but steadily the darkness build up in the fallen Jedi.

He was seven feet from the Jedi master. Takumi let the force flow through his body and to his legs, he concentrated the force there, at the base of his feet, he was catapulted into the Jedi master. Takumi in a mere blink of the eyes was falling on top of Tyrdo, in a very clear and elegant example of a falling leaf technique. Yes Takumi might not be the strongest force user out there, but he was a expert duelist, he was also a rather unorthodox fighter, using multible "tricks" he had learned through out his life. Yes the thing that made Takumi a more fearsome opponent is that he always strove to be unpredictible, he could not stand toe to toe with every Jedi, so he had to be creative, regardless if he was stronger or faster than his opponents.

The Orange blade and the icy one collided. The sheer brute force of the impact sent the Tyrdo a few steps back, Takumi pressed the offense. He unlike his previous stance, was using fluently and expertly the fourth form Ataru, he had master this form along with Djom and Shien.

One, two, three blows fallowed after Takumi had catapulted himself toward Tyrdo. The blades clashed, both Jedi had the same raw speed... Tyrdo was also strong, but Takumi was stronger in terms raw strenght. taku tried to keep Tyrdo in the defence, both duelist reacted to each others blow with ease, they were both master duelist.

Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun.

The darkness was talking to Takumi with each blow he made or the ones he repelled, he had to control it for now. It was to early to let his madness get a hold of him.

{Kuhblan, reven said he'll skip this turn so the battle can move more fluently, so go ahead and post}

[Kuhblam]

Driven back several feet against his own wishes as he stayed on the defensive, Tyrdo had no choice but sway to the fallen Jedi's tune, matching blade for blade strike but only parrying with minimal energy and stepping away continuously to steal the power from Takumi's darkness-driven strikes. His icy blue blade danced through the air as he made only glancing connections with the Dark Jedi in an effort to make him waste energy on powerful, yet un-maneuverable strikes. Straight-forward and kinetically powerful, Djem So still utterly lacked any type of agile grace that came with the bold, staccato movements of Tyrdo's Juyo. Almost too predictable, Tyrdo was about to move on the offensive when his opponent cleverly switched to Ataru, Tyrdo's original favored form, and began more elaborate striking patterns with widened swings with a more open, aggressive philosophy taking root in his combat style.

Interesting. Of course, no ridiculous acrobatics or rage-filled swings will save him now.

This Dark Jedi was talented; Tyrdo would give him that much out of respect. Judging by his blade-work, Tyrdo had no choice but to make the assumption in the heat of the moment that he was of at least Master level. If perhaps this fallen Jedi completed his training, Tyrdo wouldn't have minded sparring with him in the Temple. His blade-work was somewhat clumsy, however, and Tyrdo could tell it had been awhile since he had faced a true foe worthy of skill in martial combat. In that time, Tyrdo's intelligence could only surmise that this man had lacked any real opportunities to flex his light-saber skills, and that in this time period he had become rusty somewhat. However, Tyrdo could sense through the Force that the Dark Jedi's maneuvers were fueled by a darker rage that more than compensated for his lack of practice. Since the beginning of their duel, some-what corrupted yellow eyes had started to infiltrate his iris'. Even more so, it didn't take a genius to realize that the man was obviously under the influence of his inner darkness.

Still not exerting himself more than 25% in an effort to tire his opponent into submission, Tyrdo remained in a defensive posture as he alternated between short, random parries and the occasional counter-strike that enabled him to keep his purpose for holding back a secret. Hardly tired and kept focused by the increasing, yet weakened intensity of his opponent, Tyrdo blade kept in light contact as he masterfully maneuvered his opponent around like an unwitting dog chasing it's tail.

"You have good form, but you lack balance!"

With that, Tyrdo ducked a solitary strike for his head while spinning on his right hand like a table-top, using his left leg to swipe his adversary off his feet as Tyrdo switched to an offensive style near moments from when he had been practicing a solitary defensive position. Around them, a crowd gathered as they watched the clash of blades bring a characteristic hum to the once peaceful atmosphere. Tyrdo's opponent fell on his back into the sand as he lost his sense of control; unable to hold his blade with both hands, he was nearly unable to defend against Tyrdo's continued downward slashes at Takumi's center of mass, putting slightly more energy into each consecutive strike as he drove his foe's own crimson red blade closer to his body. Realizing that he was no longer acting on self-preservation and instead on his intense dis-like of Dark Jedi, Tyrdo relented slightly, hesitating for a moment as his enemy rolled to the side and stood back upright, heavily surprised from Tyrdo's change of tactics.

His body still positioned in a Juyo stance, Tyrdo ran forward again as his field boots kicked up white sand like gold dust. Twirling the icy blue blade in his hand once as he somersaulted over the top of Takumi's head and landed behind him in an expert display of Force mastery, Tyrdo automatically went on the offensive again, incorporating quick, un-connected Juyo strikes that threw off Takumi as he retaliated with his own mix of light-saber disciplines. Trying to mix up the combat even further, he made a 360 degree spin as he let his light-saber glide upon the white sand and turn it to glass, letting the Force flow behind it to trail the bluish blade as he kicked up a wave of white sand and connected his upwards slash with Takumi's own red blade. Taking this moment to force push his adversary away several yards and steal any building momentum, Tyrdo de-ignited his light-saber before re-attaching it to his utility belt. Not a second later, his master's ornate, double-bladed light-saber appeared in his hand, two icy blades emitting from either side.

Wonder how he'll handle two blades. Too unorthodox for most duelists.

Calling out to his opponent, Tyrdo noticed that his short but clever offensive spurt had only instilled more dark hatred and anger in the fallen Jedi's spirit. His head turned briefly to face the weary teenager, who was watching the duel and cradling some sort of data-pad. It was obvious to Tyrdo that Reven's so-called mentor could no longer be reasoned with, but for the sake of verbal sparring and simply being a veteran Jedi Tyrdo could not remain silent the entire time.

"Look at yourself! Look at what you've become! You will lead him down a path the likes of which will have no hope of return!"

[kozeph]

Takumi rustyness was not due to being unused to fighting a force user, was due to the fact that his mind was clouded with doubt. The events that happened to the fallen Jedi today were to much for him, his mind was split right now, between the ever pushing darkness in his heart and he's desire to teach Reven.

"You have good form, but you lack balance!"

Takumi only chuckled to those words, but his confidence was taken away by Tyrdon sudden switch to offensive, Juyo sure was dreaded form.

The fight went on, currently in favour of the Jedi master. and when Takumi was force pushed away once more, he had been more ready to block such attack and was only thrown back several feet without loosing much of his balance.

Takumi watched as Tyrdo drew his dual bladed lightsaber, and he could only grim in satisfaction, this was getting good.

"Look at yourself! Look at what you've become! You will lead him down a path the likes of which will have no hope of return!"

Takumi looked at his student for a second, he could see fear in his eyes. The dark Jedi spoke one last time before leaving his rage incharge

"Regardless of who wins, lives or dies here... He will learn from this. He will know the perils of the dark side!"

Takumi shouted as he walked up to the Jedi, his mind was now lost to the vast darkness, and now the fallen Jedi eyes where completly yellow. There was no reason in his mind now. If one could see with the force, they would see red tendrils of light travel across Takumi's body. He was now fully using his darkness.

The fallen Jedi resumed his attack, and in two blows was back in the offensive, yet he did not care. Actually he was laughing as he parried blow after blow. If before he was strong and fast, now he was even more. With this boost of power, Takumi could keep up with the dual bladed lightsaber. They clashed and the tide of the battle often changed sides. Tyrdo was not ready for such a furious opponent.

Takumi in a instant switched to Juyo, even if he was no master in that form, he knew enough to use it to complement his power boost. Tyrdo went back into the defensive after a flurry of mixed blows from the laughing Takumi, who had now added Juyo into his mix of attacks. The tided changed again after the Jedi master got used to the new flow of the battle.

Takumi could not help but laugh, as he blocked one strike, then immidiatly turned off his lightsaber on and off to block Tyrdo surprise attack. Yes Takumi had master the art of Trakata long ago, and the Jedi master proved to be enough of oppenent to make the fallen one use that technique. They separated themself and circled each other.

Takumi looked with abandon his opponent. and between chuckles muttered

"What happened to your bravado Jedi master?"

he ask chuckling, Takumi was obviously gone, from his body, replaced with a machine born only to battle and kill. Takumi resumed the attack as he enlongated his lightsaber, it was blocked but Taku rolled to the side, at the same time, out of Tyrdo range of vision, who spun around to block the attack aimed at his left leg. Taku turned on and off his lightsaber to bring it to a proper blocking position and jumped back to avoid another blow.

"HA HAHA HAHA HA"

The darkness of Takumi laughed as he charged again into the fray, jumping to the side just in time to dodge another sudden force push. Takumi flip his wrist and made a small wall of sand that he used to pierce Tyrdo mid section, Tyrdo saw the attack and shifted his weapon to defend, but before both blades conected, Taku switched back off his lightsaber, letting the blue lightsaber pass through.

Taku was about to turn on his lightsaber back on and mortally wound Tyrdo, but something held in Taku's mind held him back, kept him check and Takumi lost his chance.

[Reven]

As Reven watched the dark Jedi and the Jedi fight, he couldn't help but be amazed on how both combatants lightsaber's appeared to be multiple blade's of light to his eyes and how both of them were using the force to use the sand as a weapon. As the battle continued, Reven started to feel something dark trying to take control of Taku which gave him a very bad vibe as he started to fear that Taku would some how lose control of himself. Because of this, Reven became less focused on the fight and more focused on Taku's emotions to the point where he really didn't even care that the Jedi took out a double bladed lightsaber.

When Taku completely gave into his darkness and became a machine built for battle, Reven's legs started shaking in fear to the point where he used Taku's claymore to keep him from falling. He really wanted to stop Taku and bring him back to his normal self, but he knew that he couldn't do anything to stop it. After all, Taku did mention to him on more than one occasion to stay away from him when he fights or he might accidentally kill him. Taku, I know that you're a dark jedi, but do you really like what you're becoming? thought Reven as he unknowingly sent his thought to Taku's mind.

Reven's legs would then collapse to the ground since it was the first time that he had ever used telepathy to talk to someone and like most times when someone tries a new technique, he subconsciously placed more Force energy then the required amount.

[Kuhblam]

(OOC: Boom!)

Preparing to deflect another strike, Tyrdo swerved to parry another strike as Takumi charged forward in another arrogant charge. As his opponent aimed for his leg and prepared to follow through with a heavy strike, Tyrdo slashed downwards, intending to block the strike with the most minimal exertion of energy possible. However, as he expected to connect with the fallen Jedi's crimson red blade, Takumi switched off his light-saber in a daring move of Trakata, making use of his weapon's ability to switch off and off almost instantaneously at will. Surprised at this sudden "Ace in the Hole" that had presented itself, Tyrdo continued to follow through as his enemy pulled yet another odd move and held back for what could have been a potential finishing move. Bringing his fore blade across the white sand as he spun low and came back up, Tyrdo expertly re-connected with his enemy's blade as he swung over his head and brought the weapon down on top of Takumi, using the momentum gained from not connecting with Takumi's weapon to power up his follow-up move as Tyrdo's foe brought his corrupted weapon upwards to deflect the strike.

Interesting. He is presented with a finishing move but does not seize it when the opportunity has become apparent. At this point in time, I would not be so merciful.

As Takumi blocked his strike, Tyrdo disengaged from the Dark Jedi as he somersaulted backwards some twenty yards, kicking up a good degree of sand. For a split second or more, Tyrdo contemplated what gone through Takumi's mind that had caused him to hesitate. More or less, he was currently completely consumed by the Dark Side. That much Tyrdo could gather, as this hypothesis was heavily supported by the glowing red eyes and renewed dexterity that a drunkard would lose while not sober. Perhaps there was a glimmer of light in this man; of course, nothing would save him now. He was too rusty, too weakened by his continued sullen misery. The alchohol addiction that had consumed this former Jedi had taken too much time that could have been spent training; time that, if used properly, could have seen him transformed into something much, much more. The darkness that had consumed this one proud man radiated in the form of sadness overwhelming his other emotions; as Tyrdo remained still for the shortest of moments, he could feel the powerful emotions emanating from Takumi's force signature.

Enough with the games and the idle dueling. This ends now. If martial combat will not end this charade, then perhaps the use of the Force will.

Clipping his light-saber on his utility belt, Tyrdo stood with both arms at his side, building up the Force within and drawing from it's life-force to power up for something that would ultimately end this duel; whether Takumi lived or died would be a testament to his resolve and endurance. Zoning out of his opponent's taunts, Tyrdo continued to phase in more and more solid Force energy as he prepared for a single, devastating move that would annihilate the beach. That said, Tyrdo would never use this move in the presence of civilians; of course, after seeing the kind of action the pair had engaged, almost all the bystanders had withdrawn to more than an ample distance. His hands began pulsing and pounding with sheer raw kinetic force as he stood still; his entire persona seemed to glow somewhat as he slammed downwards into the beach's white sand with a glowing palm and sent a tremendous Force Wave kicking upwards in a seismic pulse through the length of the beach section they had reserved for themselves. Geysers of sand as well as water shot upwards into the air as if an earthquake had been the force sending them sky-rocketing through the horizon. Although the attack itself was soundless, the cacophony of sand and water pulsating in waves through the scenery was enough to generate more heavy sound effects that clogged the audio backdrop of the area around him. The attack prevented Tyrdo from seeing Reven visually for several moments, and the last he saw of Takumi was the Dark Jedi steadying himself before using his own powers to catapult himself backwards along with the weight of the Force Wave in order to prevent losing control of his body. Around them, palm trees cracked in half and collapsed as the Force Wave consumed them as well.

Behind Tyrdo, the water became a tidal wave heading in the wrong direction, engulfing unbeknownst to his knowledge a small unoccupied ferry full of fishing vessels, sending a few lighter wooden ships into the air and capsizing any larger ones. Still motionless, Tyrdo let the Force flow through him normally again as the single bladed light-saber he had used earlier shot into his hand, a single Icy Blue blade igniting from it's ultrachrome/aurodium hilt as Tyrdo's head remained bowed. True to his composure, the Jedi didn't even look to see what had befallen his opponent; Takumi's life-force could still be sensed. Tyrdo called out to his non-existent rival in a declaration of power.

"There is no bravado, friend. Only the Force."

[kozeph]

Takumi instantly sprung back to action after the outside interference. He managed to block Tyrdo counter attack and the duel continued for a short period, before they broke off the engagement.

Even in such state, where Taku mind did not exist, he could feel the force being build up around Tyrdo, he was like a large sink. Absorbing, the force for one big giant explosion. Takumi body knew this, and instantly began to retreat while he madly cackled. Takumi mind was being strained, the real Taku was fighting off the darkness, he had been so accustomed to use. Takumi made a colossal force jump to avoid being hit by the full force of the tidal wave, Tyrdo had released. Of course it was not enough and the wave made out of force managed to capture Takumi and sent him spiraling around the air, Takumi used all his reflexes to avoid breaking his body in mid air.

Takumi hit the sandy ground hard, and was covered in the soon to fallow rain of sand and water. Takumi was half buried and he's face against the ground. He groaned and complained as he got up, mostly at himself, for being so weak not at the raw tenacity of the Jedi master.

Takumi rolled around the sand a couple of times, before using the same force of the impact to stand up. Takumi mind was already cleared from the dark side.

The former Jedi had to get away, now it was he's only chance. Takumi used what little energy he still had used the force to speed up himself, enough to quickly reach Reven.

"Let's go quick" Takumi said to his apprentince, in a hushed tone, as he yank the boy and his massive claimore up and began running away before the dust settled in. Takumi began suppresing his presences in the force, although he was not a competent user in it, but his force signature was small enough to be safely hidden.

[Kuhblam]

As the water returned to it's soul and the sand geysers settled back in around him, Tyrdo's hands brushed away the blended-in sand that had covered his white robes to some degree, feeling but unable to see what had engulfed his clothing. His entire persona was in actuality quite clean; being in the eye of the storm had some benefits to avoiding the destruction such power could generate on one's behalf. Besides Tyrdo's brown field boots, which had changed to an albino color on behalf of the pearly white sand, he was entirely unscathed except for a bit of hard breathing after releasing such energy in a concentrated manner. His light-saber shooting to his hand, Tyrdo ignited the icy blue blade once more, but unlike before did not position himself in a style stance. Rather, his hands remained at his sides, and Tyrdo stood as motionless as the sun's position in the midday sky.

To his left, he saw Takumi still roll several times before finally exerting his control over the Force to propel that same momentum into a starting sprint. The Dark Jedi was already with Reven and they were obviously bound away from here, but if Tyrdo wanted to he could catch up to the drunkard with a bit of exertion; he had been exerting the least possible energy allowed to conserve for such a possibility. The boy also took off in an inexperienced run as he struggled to maintain peace with his weakened Master, wobbling some-what. The pair was obviously heading towards some sort of quarters or ship.

Oddly enough, Takumi's presence in the Force was oddly bereft of the Dark Side... for now. Tyrdo could sense his inner darkness lurking beneath the man's current surface of calm. However, he decided he would not probe any further; Takumi was doing his best to mask both his own and the boy's force signatures. Tyrdo could sense flickers of Takumi's presence and trace elements of Reven's; no doubt, he was tired from the fighting and that Force Wave might have taken a bit more out of him than Tyrdo had previously gauged. Briefly, he looked in their direction before turning his weapon and hooking it's hilt to his utility belt. Tyrdo's eyes locked in on their fading figures as they vanished in the wary surrounding crowd that parted ways for the pair, stunned as seeing what had appeared to have an explosion of nature on the beach.

For a brief moment, Tyrdo wondered what would become of the boy. Either this moment would convince him that the Dark Side was not something to be trifled with, or that in a fit or irony the Jedi were blame for the universe's problems. Part of Tyrdo wanted to go fetch the teenager, but the Force was giving him the impression that he was making the right choice.

As they finally merged as one with the surrounding people, Tyrdo made a mental note not to pursue. Perhaps this little incident might teach Takumi that, if anything, the Light could provide just as much power and even more satisfaction than the Dark. It gave purpose to a Jedi; with the Dark Side, it controlled one's every waking moment in search of more power.

Under his breath, Tyrdo muttered a few words to himself quietly that, although they held no significance, were sent in Takumi's last known direction.

"May you find peace, friend. One day, we will meet again... perhaps on better terms."

With that, Tyrdo finally took himself down the beach, his field boots crunching up the white sand beneath his soles. He still had a mission to complete, after all.