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Post by Daren & Donald Kail on Nov 26, 2008 19:26:18 GMT -5
Daren saw Tesa moving towards the Fourth Jedi, he sensed Xavier could handle the Third so he followed her. She was headstrong and would get herself in trouble Xavier could hold his own for the time being. He also felt a strange attachment to Tesa that he could not yet explain. Never the less he followed her. He held his blade deactivated in his hands and rushed to her side, "What's your plan...We're no match for him alone." Daren said trying to speak cation to her. He was ready to fight the Jedi, but defeating him would be another matter. He considered it lucky that The Force was on their side on this planet. Daren whispered, "We better move him away from the Cave...if any of Jedi remains we'll surely be killed. We need to lure him far away." Daren then just followed her lead. He had fought one Jedi today he wasn't about to start a second fight without help.
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Vreem Took
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Nov 26, 2008 19:45:39 GMT -5
Post by Vreem Took on Nov 26, 2008 19:45:39 GMT -5
Vreem stood patiently and watched, gazing back at the four assembled. That was when the voice reached him through the Force, from the one who felt the strongest. It seemed as though this man was a mute, Vreem had seen this before in a Jedi Knight, it had made her much stronger in the ways of telepathy, most likely the same would be said for this man. “That is all this planet stinks of, I know the smell well.” Vreem replied through the use of his voice, it was strangely calm, given his current situation. “I think perhaps you have found something you are looking for my misguided friend.”
He caught the motion Xavier made, it seemed as though they weren’t going to fight straight away. Or maybe this man was more foolish than Vreem had thought and he wanted to fight alone, to test his own power and strength. Wrong choice, if all four of them were to attack then Vreem would more than likely not emerge from that battle the victor. However, this would not be his first confrontation with an adept Dark Jedi in singular combat and so he had ample experience. That, and his preferred style was best used in one on one combat. His opponent may as well remove his own head and save Vreem the hassle. But he wouldn’t point this out.
With his senses on alert, he was able to detect as Jace followed up not too far behind him. Speaking to him through the Force, Vreem still sounded as confident as usual, “Master Beleren, please head back into the tomb and complete the mission, otherwise our presence here shall be meaningless. And do not worry; I have no intention of handing my life over on this world or any other.” He took a few more steps forward, trying to draw all the attention to himself, Jace would need the opportunity to cross the tomb’s trap until he would be safe.
Bail Changa, the name settled in his mind as memories raced back and forth like the unstable scenery from a roller coaster ride, it made him nauseous. So to did the memory the name stirred up. Now he remembered all too well the familiarity of that name. It was from this very planet he knew of it, the day of his rescue, Jedi Knight Bail Changa had been the only one out of four Knights who returned without any major injury after facing against Grahn, he had instantly obtained Vreem’s admiration and respect, because that was no easy feat. “Bail Changa,” Vreem replied cautiously, “was no weakling, his courage and devotion to light, as well as skill, was to be commended throughout the Order. He saved me once from this world and fought hard to do so, he was the kind of Jedi that many aspire to be. His death was saddening. Or rather, his murder.” He shot a glance to Xavier, with knowledge of the Dark Jedi’s name, he knew a little about him, after all he’d kept an interest with Bail after his return to the Order, in fact he recalled meeting him and his apprentice, the man who stood before him, a few times when he was still a Knight. How much he had changed.
“I am Vreem Took, member of the Jedi High Council, and I’m here to arrest you for the death of Bail Changa. Do you com- AHH!!!” Vreem yelled, distracted by a trickle of movement he had sensed. Off to one side two of the Dark Jedi moved around, no doubt they had seen Jace and were going to try and confront him. However, Vreem wouldn’t let them enter the tomb, not until Jace had found something worth their effort, worth their sacrifice. His hand was raised, open and aimed directly at them. A few sparks flew from his fingers as the rupturing sound of lightning could be heard. It was blue in cover, not the green for which he was known to be able to use. No doubt this would at least surprise them a little, after all, it wasn’t often a Jedi could use the ability, certainly not to the strength Vreem could. If he fought this way, the power of the dark planet would not be working against him, but instead for him as he channelled the dark energy into his hands, the fast sound of lightning threatening any aggressors like the chirping of a swarm of birds. “I suggest you wait out here the rest of us.” Vreem was serious about holding his position.
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Nov 27, 2008 1:02:43 GMT -5
Post by Squee on Nov 27, 2008 1:02:43 GMT -5
She shook her head as her steps slowed and she only took about a half a step at a time. She eyed the Jedi Xavier had gone forth to meet. Between the one who had just poked his nose out and this one, Tesa knew she was creeping on eggshells.
“Not the slightest plan at all. Not yet anyway. I’m thinking.” Her voice was aimed at him, but her mouth hardly moved, just another spying trick learned. Any movement could cause the slightest suspicion. To decrease the amount of suspicion, you didn’t move. Literally. Never. If you had to, the had to be as subtle as possible. This was why she was grateful for the shadow of her hood: it covered her throat, which vibrated and molded slightly to fit her words as she spoke them. However, the talent of talking without moving lips was very difficult to master and as a backfire to her practice, her bottom lip would quiver some.
“Just wait. I suggest you get used to the mind messages. You don’t have to worry about sending them back to me. Just follow… or simply don’t.” Tesa dared a pale eyed glance once more at the young man, the sunlight a fast glint in her eye before she turned away to listen to Vreem speak. Her mind scattered around the field and kept tabs on the one near the temple entrance.
It was then the lightning came. Tesa saw his hand come up, her eye registering the movement with almost no effort.
“Daren, MOVE!” she screamed at him. Tesa’s feet were already in motion. A well placed back spin brought her face to face with him. Her arm recoiled and whipped forth, palm outward, sending a blast of compressed air into his chest. She sent him sailing away from the lightning’s reach. Her feet were moving again, the Force energizing her speed. She dove away, ducking as she went, dashing several feet from the lightning’s radius. Her toes kicked up dust as she cooled her step in the darkness and safety of the shadows. Tesa let her cloak do the work in melding her with shaded stone.
“What makes you want to believe I wish to go inside the tomb? No telling how many BLOODY Jedi you have stashed away in there!” Tesa spat back furiously at the Jedi. The words may have been aimed at Vreem, but her eyes wandered to gain sight of that one Jedi. She huddled to her shade. “And as for your comment followed by the lightning, I’d say ‘AAAHH!’ is the right phrase to use!”
Tesa was mad, but also surprised. At least she had gotten Daren away… She thought she got Daren away. Flickering her gaze to the right a little further, she found a pile of dust floating away from a bodily form.
“Sorry about that. If I had been thinking, I would’ve cushioned your fall. We didn’t need to be deep fried in a pan of Jedi grease and turn out extra crispy. Not today, anyway.”
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Nov 27, 2008 1:33:53 GMT -5
Post by Jace on Nov 27, 2008 1:33:53 GMT -5
Jace's hand slowly got closer to his lightsaber on his belt as he saw the two dark jedi approach. Just as he was about to grab his lighstaber, Master Vreem's telepathic message came though and he stopped. He then saw Vreem use a force lightning which should have surprised Jace but it did not. Master Vreem was right, he could not let these sacrifices be made in vain. He turned to go back into the tomb but first looked at the two dark Jedi. The look Jace sent them both was very clear You have not seen the last of me. With that Jace ran back into the tomb with all the speed he could muster.
Jace ran through the depths of the tomb, he ran right past Jeh'rad, sensing that he was still dealing with his inner battle. He knew that he needed to get to the heart of the tomb for him to truly discovered what he needed. A sense of urgency clung to Jace, he knew that his fellow Jedi were going to be in a tough battle. Jace was going through a maze of corridors and had to backtrack multiple times. He had no map or guide of these tombs but the force told him that he was not in the right place yet.
Suddenly he ran though a corridor and arrived in a wide expanse and looked around. He closed his eyes and he knew that this was the place, if any, that he would learn something. Jace moved to the center of the room and did something which would any normal person would least expect. He didn't begin searching, he didn't look for anything hidden, he just sat down. He crossed his legs, put his lightsaber to the side of him, and closed his eyes. He knew time was of the essence but he slipped into a state of peace and serenity.
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Nov 27, 2008 1:45:37 GMT -5
Post by Daren & Donald Kail on Nov 27, 2008 1:45:37 GMT -5
Daren got up dusting himself off quietly. He sent a mental message to Tesa, "Thanks." he rose his hood and looked to the remaining Jedi. The one he was after had left and he had no intention of running off after him. He would remain in the valley. Daren made his way to Tesa and spoke to her again mentally, "We should remain with Xavier." Daren looked into her eyes hoping she'd see logic and remain above ground and then closed his eyes to meditate. His eyes would betray him on this planet and he had to see everything that was going on. He couldn't take the chance of just watching. He had two battle to watch and the return of the other Jedi Master. He would await all of these things not making a move until one was made towards him. He doubted Xavier would need help or that Grawn would ask for any. For the time being Daren would wait...and focus.
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Post by Iota on Nov 27, 2008 3:16:36 GMT -5
Xavier remained silent, he was reading vreem. He could sense that Vreem was under estimating Xavier, "An adept force user? oh really" he chuckled to himself, ratleast he would have if he had the vocal capacity.
He reached out to Vreem through the force "The arrogance, you come here out of your jurisdiction.. claim me to be an adept force user and try to arrest me?! i read your thoughts jedi, they betray you" he bellowed through the force, this time the voice was loud, very loud.. his patience starting to wear thin.
Vreem had started to use a form of force lightning against his companions, to which Xavier raised an eyebrow before looking towards an old pillar that had fallen down, it was easily 30 feet in lenght and 6 metres wide. Obviously one of the central main pillars that had collapse many years ago.
Xavier made a lifting gesture with both hands towards the pillar. The pillar starting to rumble from its position, eventually it sprung to life shaking the loose debris around it. The pillar rose 40 odd feet into the air before Xavier started to make a spinning gesture with his hands, the pillar following suite starting to rotate faster and faster before Xavier finally thrusting his hands towards Vreem. The pillar blasted towards Vreem like a speeding bullet train.
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Nov 27, 2008 14:34:56 GMT -5
Post by Jeh'rad Verai'cal on Nov 27, 2008 14:34:56 GMT -5
(( I'm here, just haven't had time to check on this lately. And last I checked, it didn't seem very necessary. What happened? I look away and suddenly theres 10 pages? What is AWOL? :/ I'll respond when I have got the time. Maybe sometime tomorrow. ))
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Nov 28, 2008 11:05:21 GMT -5
Post by Jace on Nov 28, 2008 11:05:21 GMT -5
(Well everyone finished their inner battle thing just after you went AWOL(Absent without leave), and Lon is dead, Ryn is fighting Grawn, and Vreem is fighting Xavier...not to mention the addition of 3 new dark Jedi(Xavier,Cassandra,Tessa..at least i think those arethe names) so yeah alots o happened but take your time. Things are in a such a way that you can jump back in easily since you are alone(We assume you are still in your inner battle))
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Nov 29, 2008 4:49:18 GMT -5
Post by Squee on Nov 29, 2008 4:49:18 GMT -5
The Jedi was gone. Damn. It. The imprisoned lioness of the dark side roared her disapproval, rattling her containment field in sheer aggravation and denial. Outwardly, Tesa only gave a small growl. She was crouched against the stone, back firmly to it. She was balanced on the balls of her feet and her leg gave a few bounces of impatience. Tesa wanted that Jedi to reappear. She wanted him to believe she and Daren posed an immediate threat. She wanted him to strike first, to come at them.
Tesa never struck first. It left you vulnerable for a well timed, well planned counterattack. Tesa would not make the mistake of attacking first. Then again, she usually worked at comfortable distances. She liked the Force. A little too much. One of her previous masters had called her infatuated with the Force to the point he believed in sexual intercourses with it. Tesa’s response had only been that teenaged hormonal grin and an innocent inclination of the head.
The young woman did blink at Daren’s approaching form. A hint of surprise lay in her aura for about twenty seconds. A thanks? What kind of practitioner of the dark side thanked another? A soft chuckle and Tesa answered her own question: Apprantly, Daren did. It was a first. What had surprised Tesa about it was the fact she had heard some comment on it. It had been a long timed since she was thanked on something. In fact, she couldn’t remember. All she remembered was countless hours of brutal, mind numbing exercises. Then again, it was nature to recall the negative things in life versus the positive things.
“You think I would really be stupid enough to follow a Jedi into a cave? Have you not seen four of them pour out of there as if the nearest watering hole gave a sudden gush of crystal clean water?” Sarcasm. Gotta love it. She was using the form of speech quite a bit, actually. “Like I said to our Jedi grease over there: I don’t know how many fools take shelter within the tomb.”
She didn’t rise when Daren did reach her. In fact, she moved again, perching herself on a ledge. She was just above Daren now. Her leg continued to bounce underneath her, jerking her head around when she laid her cheek into her palm. Still, she remained crouched, watching the world as if she were experiencing a horrible take off. No, if this was a bad take off, Tesa would be restraining the urge to vomit. Enough turbulence would make her stomach flip and then her recent meal would be taking a ride. It was fun stuff.
Her eyes were on Xavier’s battle. Her eyes kept steady note on the Jedi, almost expecting him to lash out at her current position. Well, her and Daren’s. If Daren had remained over in his dust pile, she probably would have been okay by herself. The Jedi wouldn’t have registered she was in the shadows, but that she had simply disappeared. By striding over here with a purpose, even a person with a transplanted bantha brain would know she as here now.
Thanks, Daren.
Tesa shook her head and made her leg stop bouncing. Yes, she was aggravated. That annoying pest of a Jedi had killed her chances of… well, killing something. She couldn’t exercise her Force powers, which were way overdue of some attunement. Tesa may have sat around the ship and toyed with a couple of trinkets, sure, but she needed to grasp and venture into the body, find those vital organs and crush them to nothing but a wad of blood soaked rags. It would be like popping balloons at a birthday party. But with greater the entertainment as the look of horror pierced the face of the victim, popping each balloon one by one so they suffered. Tesa liked stimulating them with the Force to keep them very much awake until she finally punctured the heart.
Oh, yes, much more fun than a birthday party.
Things finally got interesting when Master lifted the giant section of pillar. Or toppled pillar if you were really descriptive. Or just damn picky. There was an added spin to the raised object. Someone stupid would comment that as a foolish move. That section of pillar was a lot larger than your lightsaber, pal. Tesa already understood how much focus and energy was required to lift something like that and set it into a spinning motion.
She grinned.
“All right, bets: What’s gonna happen when Master finally releases that behemoth?”
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Nov 29, 2008 12:14:38 GMT -5
Post by Daren & Donald Kail on Nov 29, 2008 12:14:38 GMT -5
Daren continued to feel out with the force. Xavier and his oppenent hadn't done much. He could feel the Jedi diving deeper into the caves. He felt Grawn's battle....and something else. He could feel a domant power something within the cave. It felt like a Jedi, and Daren didn't like the feeling. It was powerful yet somehow dark even for a Jedi. He wanted to know what it was and wanted to make it go away. He quickly moved his mind away from it and to Tesa. Daren could feel Tesa's anger in her words and in her simple look. He simply spoke to her through the force, "Contray to my previous compliement if Guilde is the only abilty you possess then it is useless." Daren smirked remembering how he once tried to use stealth...it didn't work out so well. He's much better at brute force, the destructive cababilitys of the Dark Side are all he needs. He doesn't take much pleasure in killing people, just using his abilities. He doesn't care much about his opponents they are just something in the way of his goal. Daren smiled as the giant pillar rose and his smile grew with Tesa's comment,
"Something will go crash..."
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So who's ready to help me sock ol Adolf on the jaw?!
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Post by Dire Wolf on Dec 1, 2008 12:06:56 GMT -5
Ryn looked back at Lon just as he was killed by the lightning, he could feel him become one with the Force. He barely knew the man, yet it still saddened his heart to see another glimmer of light be overrun by darkness. That moment was rather sobering, Ryn seemed to awake from his planet induced fury. He looked up at Grawn, who was hiding his face behind some strange mask "Grawn. You speak as if there is some mission to be completed, is this part of your 'glorious crusade'? How have I wronged the masses?" Ryn paused for a brief moment, gathering his thoughts. He did not even let the Dark Jedi answer his questions before speaking again "You would slay a man who belongs to an order of guardians to re-start your own crusade. And your kind call the Jedi Order hypocritical." Ryn said, he smiled at the last sentence.
It was strange, in a flash of inspiration; the very young knight received a moment of clarity and inspiration still not received by some masters of the Order. Ryn considered falling back to the tomb, even if he won in combat with Grawn the other 4 Dark Jedi would be on him like blue on bacta. They were inbetween the door and him, he would have to be moving pretty quick to get past them unscathed. Ryn sighed and turned his attention back to the Dark Jedi "Your move" he made a sarcastic bow.
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Post by 10Tickler on Dec 1, 2008 13:41:27 GMT -5
As the people continued with their own personal issues, Cassandra stood, forgotten, Annoyance powering the throbbing Vein in her temple as she De-Activated her lightsaber and sighed. I hate people she muttered, popping her neck as she turned away from the main battle, her vision clear even though her eyes existed not. So clear were her eyes, that as she Circumvented the main battles, the Temple wall before her showed it's own secrets, including a Trapdoor beneath the Sands, hidden from mortal eyes, yet not from the Immortality of the Force itself. With a Smile, Cassandra opened the door and lowered her ear to the ground.
Smiling, the Teenaged Seer, Xavier's sister, seemed to hear what she wanted to, and Dropping to her Knees, she slid herself into the Tunnel that the Door hid, and Started to slide downward, into the Temple itself.
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Post by Grawn on Dec 2, 2008 12:19:09 GMT -5
Grawns eyes narrowed behind his mask as he retracted his pointing blade and went into a Shien stance. His rage began to boil rapidly, threatening to blow like a volcano, spewing fiery death and destruction. "Very well", he replied darkly, flipping his blade in hand and with lightning speed, aided by the Dark Side, he lashed out. The Jedi blocked the blow, but Grawn pulled back and lashed out again, his attacks coming and going, poking and prodding like a viper snake. He twirled the lightsaber in his grip, the red blade meeting Ryn's saber causing a explosive of sparks.
With each block and parry, his rage slowly grew. Grawn drew upon the Dark power of Korriban, slowly siphoning its seemingly limitless power as he struck. The Jedi had been defensive so far, returning no attacks. Grawn watched the Force flow about the Jedi as it enhanced his reflexes to meet his blows to prevent being struck. He was waiting for a flaw in Grawns attack, something to give him an advantage but the Dark Jedi to, was waiting. When the fool activated the other end of his saber, he would go into Jar-kai, using both sabers in unison and hopefully overwhelming his opponent.
Then, he would exact his revenge.
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So who's ready to help me sock ol Adolf on the jaw?!
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Post by Dire Wolf on Dec 2, 2008 13:51:27 GMT -5
(OOC: Grawn, you told me that you wanted the mask to be damaged, destroyed, or whatever by me, and I will oblige)
Ryn shook his head, rule one of defending: If you stick to only defence you will lose, eventually you will make a mistake and the enemy will disembowl, eviscerate, or just simply slice your head off. Ryn's movements and attacks then quickly turned into the athletic and exhausting (to your average person) movements of Juyo. In one swift and powerful stroke Ryn batted Grawn's lightsaber to the right and immiediatly pulled a Round-House kick, just before Sundar's iron-clad boot contacted with the Dark Jedi's mask Ryn used the force to increase the power of the strike ten-fold.
It would most definatly knock his socks off.
Sundar watched in satisfaction as the Dark Jedi flipped off of his feet and hit the ground with a resounding thud. The kick would have killed a normal person, and it probably almost killed Grawn, he would have to take a few seconds to recover. Before the Dark Jedi could get up, Ryn brought the tip of the blade to Grawn's neck stopping but a few meager inches away from his throat. "Stop this madness. Come with me to the temple and we can help you" Ryn said, in a slightly aggressive tone of voice.
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Post by Jace on Dec 2, 2008 15:13:30 GMT -5
Jace sat in complete silence, he had turned inward on himself, and was one with the force. His mind traversed the whole tomb, teaming through every nook and cranny. He could feels waves of peace continue to flow over him as he traveled though the tomb with his mind. There was so much to learn here, but he knew he must be careful for he was sure there were traps laid here. He had no idea how long he was taking to do all this, but something at the back of his mind was nagging him, reminding him that time was of the essence. He suddenly found himself in a room, with nothing but a stone casket sitting in front of him. Jace just focused on the casket, he didn't know why but he did. Then a sudden wave of the force slammed into him, and he lost his breath and found himself sitting in the cavern alone.
I think I finally found what I came here to look for
Jace hadn't noticed it since he was overwhelmed by the force, but then he definitely recognized the presence. His hand moved over to his lightsaber laying next to him and he picked it up.
Something troublesome has entered this tomb
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Post by Grawn on Dec 2, 2008 15:14:54 GMT -5
When the boot made contact with the Sith mask, an explosion of pain erupted in his face. He could feel blood trickle down his nose as his feet flew off the ground and his cloaked body hit the dusty dead soil. Grawn blinked as suddenly his Force vision faded away and was replaced by the darkness of the mask. Then, suddenly, a crack split a jagged line down the part that covered his right eye and the chunk fell away. His angery yellow eye burned from the light and as the Jedi's lightsaber came to his neck, he lost himself to rage.
Quickly, his lightsaber that had flew a few feet away, flew to his hand and with his other hand, he sent a powerful Force push towards the Jedi, knocking him backwards. As the Dark Jedi rose, Force vision came back to his left eye as it was still covered by the mask, he emotionlessly regarded the broken shard and then looked back to the Jedi. With his free arm, he beckoned the Force to his hand and gathered it. His hand trembled as the amount of Force began to grow and the revealed eye of his face was blazing with rage.
As the energy reached an apex, Grawn sent it out into a massive wave, the ground tearing and ripping as the energy coursed outward. The wave travelled quickly towards Ryn and as the energy reached him, it exploded.
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Post by Vreem Took on Dec 2, 2008 16:26:19 GMT -5
Vreem looked sternly at the Dark Jedi ringleader Xavier and his voice returned to its normal volume. His hand was still raised, but now the jolts of electricity were no longer actively jumping forth, only the thread loomed. “I have claimed nothing; it seems that your ability to read my mind was not entirely successful. There is no place in the galaxy that is not within the jurisdiction of the Jedi, of justice.” Watching as the Dark Jedi lifted one of the surrounding pillars with the Force, Vreem was uncertain of what action to make, but his mind quickly came to a conclusion, one which wouldn’t mean sacrificing his position.
As the pillar slowly began to float up in the air the Jedi Master raised his left hand and placed it between his head and the pillar. He closed his eyes and opened his mind. He sank into the deep lapping extremities of the Force as it flowed around him, a vast ocean of light. He bathed in it, soaked his skin until his flesh could absorb no more, it became a part of him, no, it was him and he was the Force.
He saw the tower now, no longer a large, plain weapon. Now it was a grand obelisk, one which Vreem could see in so much depth it felt as though he was gazing through a microscope at every crack and crevice. His mind and focus shifted from the entire object to its core, this would be where his counter attack would lie. The objects itself was too large for him to avoid easily, and he did not want to give up his ground and leave himself open. And so before the Dark Jedi had even started to turn the object Vreem was at work preparing his defence. He started in the centre, slowly warming up the atoms of the pillar, causing them to vibrate fast and faster. Xavier started spinning the tower. Vreem was hard at work controlling the expansion of heat, making sure it wasn’t spreading throughout the entire pillar. They moved fast and faster and faster, smashing and colliding into one another violently.
And then the pillar was speeding towards him, Vreem slipped into a back stance as he reached the end of his preparations. As the pillar was still a little bit away from him, he finished the technique, the centre of the pillar blasting apart with the subtle power of combustion. Grahn had taught him that one. The pillar split into four but they were moving unpredictably who knew if he’d still get hit. Using the Force he pushed out with the force, but this was not any normal push; he funnelled it into a swirling point, as the blocks hit it they were knocked only slightly, to make sure that he wasn’t hit by them. They crashed into the ground at a tremendous speed. The earth shook as clouds of dust filled the air like a battalion of star fighters. He was covered for a few moments at least as he once against pulled from the cool blue river. He took hold of all four fragments, each still a decent and sizeable chunk.
Four fragments, four targets. Or so he had thought. As Vreem reached out with the Force, he managed to sense one of the Dark Jedi scuttled away before he could make his move. No matter, that just meant more ammunition for his stronger target. He planned to keep them all on their toes. In his right he held two pieces each destined for their own target, the two who had tried to get to Jace. He hurtled them quickly at the Dark Jedi, one for the male, one for the female. Then in his left were two meant for Xavier, he threw these too, in a similar fashion to the first. Determination streaked through Vreem’s veins as he stood his ground, took his roll as the gatekeeper, and the toll for passage through his gate would be death.
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Iota
You wouldn't like me without my coffee *hulk face*
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Dec 2, 2008 16:45:11 GMT -5
Post by Iota on Dec 2, 2008 16:45:11 GMT -5
Xavier smiled underneath his helmet as he saw the jedi counter the pillar, he had expected as much from a master jedi. it was the game he played afterall. He studied Vreem's movement, the broken bolders of what once was a tall pillar, now floating above him waiting to be used as ammunition. Xavier clapped his hands in appreciation for the jedi for not simply jumping out of the way. He reached out with the force "I no longer follow your flawed code.. no longer abide by your rules.. therefore i am no longer in your jurisdiction..."
Vreem sent two of the bolders flying Xavier's way, he had little time to react. He bent down slightly cupping his hands together by his right side, a small ball quickly expanded then retracted, getting larger and larger as it expanded, Xavier finally pushed forward unleashing an extremely potent form of force push concentrated into a small ball, the ball flew straight through one of the rocks making it almost disintegrate on contact, small shards of rocks flying in all directions, with little time left to counter the next bolder, he had no choice but to utilise focre jump, he leaped high into the air and hovered for a few moments before returning to the ground with a thud, landing down on one knee with his right hand open palmed on the floor. He looked to Vreem and spoke to him using the force "Good..Good.. i knew you wouldn't disapoint."
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10Tickler
Should probably be stopped sometime soon
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Dec 2, 2008 16:57:09 GMT -5
Post by 10Tickler on Dec 2, 2008 16:57:09 GMT -5
Sliding down the hidden tunnel, on her bum, Cassandra smiled to herself, blocking her innate Force Sight ability to increase the other sensations that her trip caused her. Helplessness, the rushing air as it flowed past her, and as the tunnel ended...Weightlessness. Landing on her feet, Cassandra heard her own bones groan with protest as the sudden shock of her landing was transferred through her form. Looking around her through the Force once more, she discovered that she was alone, in a long hallway that ended with a single door. Holding out her hand, she caught her staff and grinned as she began to walk towards the door...this might be fun yet.
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Dec 2, 2008 17:52:43 GMT -5
Post by Daren & Donald Kail on Dec 2, 2008 17:52:43 GMT -5
Daren felt something was wrong as he was meditating in the force. He could feel the pillar moving torwards it's target but before it hit something had gone wrong. His eyes snapped open and he saw the giant pillar had become four. He grunted and jumped up, he could either try to block it or jump. He decided on jumping it took less energy and he'd need much in the battles to come. He quickly pushed himself from the ground and jumped into the air. His feet touched the rock as he came down. Almost being ontop of the rock when it hit the ground. He jumped from the rock and onto a nearby pillar. He wanted a better natural view of the landscape. He didn't have to hide like Tesa, he would remain in view. He closed his eyes and returned to meditating.
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