Jorgun Mythrax v. Kellick Vakkor (7 Rounds)

[Xaojii]

Order:

1st. Kellick Vakkor

2nd. Jorgun Mythrax

3rd. Me with round results.

Setting the scene: Rhen Var sat silent in space, continuing it's orbit it had begun around it's Sun since the creation of The Galaxy. Once a lush paradise, it has gone into a deep ice age, and the only things left are monuments to a civilization long past that gives hint to Jedi influence. Unknown to each other, two space ships head to the same place, the Citadel. Both Jorgun Mythrax, a Gen'Dai Bounty Hunter and Jedi Master Kellick Vakkor came up opposite stairs, meeting one another's gaze in the middle at the base of the huge main star case to the reception hall. The sky was clear blue, leaving nothing in the stillness except the cold and the two beings. This battle could bee seen from miles away.

They both knew what would happen next. Both came expecting a fight, but they didn't know who it would be against. They just knew one another would be armed to the teeth and in peak physical, psychological, and spiritual condition. Only one would come out of this alive.

May the Force be with them...

[Regnier]

Cold...cold...think warm, Kellick...think Tatooine...yeah, like that's an improvement to the current situation.

The Jedi shivered from the cold as she sized the ogre-esque being before her up. The large coat she was wearing didn't help much, so she decided not to bother with it any longer, and let it fall to the steps beneath her. It would be in the way shortly, anyways.

My. He's a big one. Big gun, too. And lot's of armor.

I sure know how to pick 'em, don't I? Heh, what was I expecting? A Jawa armed with a snowball? Haha...snow...had to think of snow again...

Cold...so cold...

Armed to the teeth was...well, a pretty damn accurate statement regarding her new acquaintance, and the being she was staring at was so heavily armored, she couldn't even tell his species, other than humanoid, and one built wider than a wookiee. Oddly enough, though, he wasn't giving off much of an impression in the Force, either...which wasn't a good sign. Kellick's mind raced and paused as a shudder passed through her body.

With her luck, he was wearing beskar. The alloy was good at blunting Force impressions.

Nah...my luck isn't that bad, is it?

Yeah. It is. Why else would I be staring down a giant crab with a giant gun while simultaneously freezing my big white ass off?

Cold...so cold...so very cold...no...bone-numbing. I'd feel better about this if I could feel my toes.

Not that it would matter if she continued to simply stand there. She'd freeze solid before anything happened at this rate. This was going to end in violence...she could feel it, and time really wasn't on her side. She shuddered again and shifted uncomfortably. Her fingers were starting to change color and her lips had taken on a blue-ish hue.

Bah! I don't have time for this, pacifism be damned! It's too cold to to play defense!

She closed her eyes and with a sharp inhalation of icy oxygen, the Force swirled around the Jedi like an invisible storm. And suddenly, there was no frigidness, no numbness. But she did not move, not for a whole second. She remained as still as the air around her. Then her eyes flashed open, focused on the only other occupant of the frozen tundra, and with her focus, came the storm. Without so much as a twitch, an invisible hand leaped out from the Onderonian, directly at the armored juggernaut, with but one intent, one purpose; to pick up and hurl several hundred pounds of flesh and metal a very long ways up and away.

[Necro Stormborn]

Jorgun Mythrax had come here on a quest for vengeance. He'd heard that he had assumed that this would vindicate him, that he would no longer be haunted by the force beings. A dark man had once almost killed him... this person, though not a man resembled that dark disadent. He breathed slowly through his face mask. listening to the wind howl as it did. the snow comforted him. He had an advantage. The cold did not play such tiring games with him as it did most humanoids.

He stared directly across from him. he read the girls face. she seemed to be pondering what he was. It was not uncommon...afterall, he was bigger then a wookie, and it would seem to large for a human. Though this woman across from him did not expunge fear, or give off that she was not in control. Jorgun would have to treat her as if facing an equal.. he was aware of jedi trickery and sophistrey. About how they could move things with thier mind... and cut through metal like butter. Infact that was the reason he'd changed his armor case to beskar. It was less likely to bend to the will of the jedi, and more likely to confuse them and harass thier fighting style.

Jorgun decided it was better to engage his enemy fast and end the bout quickly, else he assumed his jedi counter-part would adapt and change tactics to fight on a better playing field. Once again, he currently posessed the advantage of not having to weather in the cold, though this Jedi would also try to end this quickly. Thus it would be in Jorgun's best interest to prepare a counter-strike for a rush of jedi Sophistry. So through reasoning which only took a matter of second in Jorgun's mind he pulled down his large verpine repeating blaster and began to click the arming switch----

But then suddenly he saw it. The female's resolve became rock solid. She was so sure of herself, and then her heart beat leapt to extreme heights. Jorgun didn't see it coming, but he had expected as much. A huge wave crashed on him and thrust him backwards at neckbreaking speed. He flew plummeting to the ground, and as he did he slammed the palm of his hand against the ground creating such a friction that it began to slow his velocity to the point where Jorgun grabbed hold of the ground below and jerked himself to a stop. He then lunged to one knee, and fire 4 potshots off in the direction of the female jedi.

[Xaojii]

Round 1

Regnier
Effort: 3/5
Fairness: 4/5
Detail: 3/5
Coolness: 3/5
Bonus: 0/2
Comments: Not much to really say for the First round. I hope we can see alot of real good action later. It would seem the odds are stacked again Kellick. But she is a Jedi Master so we can hope there is alot of unexpected and inventive things from her.

Necrofear
Effort: 4/5
Fairness: 3/5
Detail: 3/5
Coolness: 2/5
Bonus: 0/2
Comments: I've said it many times before and i'm going to keep on saying it for as long as he exists; YOUR CHARACTER IS A BEAST. Not nessiscarily a bad thing in your case since you seem to play him quite fairly. There isn't as much room on your character in originality of attacks though, seeing he doesn't have the ability to manipulate the force. but it doesn't mean his demise. I am expecting alot of creativity from you to win.

Total:

Regnier - 13
Necrofear - 12

ROUND 2.....READY SET FIGHT!!!

[Necro Stormborn]

((yes.. regnier if i may say soo your post was quite well done. I bow my head to you, you are indeed a great writer. ))

[Corstar]

[[You can blame me for that.]]

[Necro Stormborn]

((Bump*))

[Regnier]

((My bad; forgot about this entirely))

Now, Kellick Vakkor was, by no means, a physical force to be reckoned with. In fact, she was actually somewhat frail, even by human standards. But the physical might of any normal being pales in comparison to the power of the Force. With it, anything is possible, through a strong enough vessel, and the Jedi Master was exactly that.

But this...thing she faced, it was no normal being, that much was obvious. Not even a Trandoshan or a Wookiee would have recovered half as quickly as this creature had. No, this foe she faced, whatever it was, would require a little more tact. It was definitely more dangerous than it had seemed at first glance, and it had seemed plenty dangerous enough then.

Why can't I ever just be waylaid by pirates, or held up by poorly trained bounty hunters like normal Jedi?

But the cold waited for no-one, not even a member of the Jedi High Council. If this battle were to end in her favor, it would either have to end quickly, or else it would require an extreme course of action she had not attempted in some time. For now, however, she had only the Force to warm her as it flowed through her veins, her soul, her very essence of being- and it did quite well. She was even further warmed as the old, familiar snap-hiss of a lightsaber filled the air, the viridian glow reflecting off the white snow a testament to the Jedi's knowledge of the incoming threat even before it came. Such were the perks of being attuned to the Force.

Kellick batted down the nearest of her opponent's shots with a heavy sidelong swipe of her pale green blade, and twisted her torso while pushing an empty palm out to stop her planned 'fall' to dodge a second shot. The third and fourth went wide enough that she wasn't concerned. The Jedi Master regained her footing and, without even thinking, she drew heavily on the Force, and with an exhalation that steamed the air before her, forced it to flow down and out her extended arm, from where she reached out and wrapped and invisible hand into a fist. The fist slammed into the side of a multi-ton stone pillar standing fifty yards high at mid-height.

The pillar cracked in three places, with the bottom half falling straight over, and the top half dropping exactly where Kellick had anticipated it would, with a 'gentle' nudge; exactly where her foe had stopped to fire, and with remarkable speed.

[Necro Stormborn]

At first glance it seemed as if he was succesful. As if he'd already one.... as if this mystic had lost to a quickly timed firing of his blaster, but that was not the case. In truth, the mystic bore the weapon he hated most.. the weapon that cut through almost anything, and was able to bat away blaster fire. And that was exactly what this female did. As the 4 blaster bolts from his verpine repeating blaster neared her she simply flicked on her blaster and and delfected the closest on coming shot, while moving to position herself to avoid another, then simply waiting as the other two passed by her completely off course. But such is the consequence of firing so fast... the aim is deminished.

Then she countered his quick attack, once again with a mystical gesture of her hand. It had seemed as if she were going to repeat her previous attack; but no. Instead this time she brought something down on him

"This sorcerey is all you have to attack me with?" And then as hed finished his sentence, an enormous rock began to plummet down towards him. He was sure that this ledge or rock... maybe even a boulder based on its size and girth, had previously been fused to the pillar behind him and to the right.

It was of no matter now, however, becasue it was still rushing towards him faster and faster. Jorgun quickly dropped his blaster to the snow and bent with his knees, preparing to take a hard hit. With his hands he reached into his belt and pulled a small fragmentation grenade out and readied it for use. He stretched his kneck and prepared.

And then it came. The massive rock-pillar object slammed down on him, but he caught it quickly and swiftly between his hands. His legs rumbled at the impact of the object, causing some snow to take flight around him for a breif moment. it was as if some one had tossed him a very large ball, and he had caught it with both hands in between his shoulder.

Quickly and timely he slammed his fist into a crevice of the carved rock, and placed the grenade within, only slightly visible. Then he tossed the large rock straight and fast back towards its rightful owner. Though he had been observing and was well aware of what the enemy could do, and so as it neared he didn't give his opponent the chance to use sorcerey to stop theobject mid flight. Instead, Jorgun picked up the blaster with one hand, and fired straight where he'd place the frag grenade, and watched as the blaster bolt collided with the grenade, and exploded in close proximity to his opponent. No doubt she would feel the blast, not to mention the shrap, from the grenade and rock.


((Hows that for creativity Xaojii!?!?! lmao. Well played Regnier, if i say so myself. Yet another good post from you. =) ))

[Xaojii]

Round 2

Regnier
Effort: 3/5
Fairness: 3/5
Detail: 3/5
Coolness: 3/5
Bonus: 0/2
Comments: Do a flip, swing your sword, throw a pillar. I realize there isn't much to work with, and I may just be hard to please. But I get a sense of Deja Vu when I try to imagine what your character is doing.

Necrofear
Effort: 3/5
Fairness: 3/5
Detail: 3/5
Coolness: 4/5
Bonus: 0/2
Comments: As I said, I might just be hard to please today. Overall though you get a few more points than Regnier. Lifting a stone pillar over your head, planting a grenade on it and throwing it back? That's just badass.

Total:

Regnier - 25
Necrofear - 25

[Necro Stormborn]

((Bump*))



((I think this is still an awsome battle..... too bad regnier has been away soo long. I'd love to continue. ))