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A Duel Between Foes.(?) (Balaya/Open to Sith)

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
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Alexandra's training Gear

Sith Training Circle
Two Thirty Coruscant time
Coruscant.

Alexandra's body already felt tired as she stepped back and in one fluid motion she sent her opponent, some no name sith Acolyte thinking he was better than her, flying into the far wall as he just crumpled to the ground. When he didn't respond a few medics came out and helped the poor fool out of the room as she stood there, breathing slowly to regain what energy she had lost in that duel, the third one of the day. She was obsessed with improving her skills with Niman and Makashi, so much so she worked her mind and body to their fullest with every waking moment she didn't spend plotting on her own enemies and listening to the reports from the Order of the Grey. Now though she waited for her next challenger as she stood there, a single one of her two blades lit and her body standing in the violet and black training gear.
 
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Balaya had come to duel Alexandra and she stood tall over the other wearing training gear with gravtape for support and her own lighter armor. It was tighter now but the auctioned reaper armor provided something to use when not in battle. She let her size and the clearing of apprentices open the circle for her and Elara who stood next to her master then on the edge of the circle holding the blasters. "Your looking tired Alexandra." Balaya stepped forward more and her talons came out of the glove gleaming turadium and the alchemically crafted armor shined. Then a snap hiss as the dark'chyld blade activated shifting through rainbow color.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Praelior"]

"Oh and now this gets interesting, and don't worry about me, ive lasted much longer than a few duels." Her body shifted back into a ready stance as she began to communicate with the force once more, asking for it to help revitalize where she was tired as she spoke with it. This was where she found a power that others couldn't possibly understand, she didn't act as the force's pawn like Jedi and nor did she force it to do what she wanted like the Sith. No she spoke with it, communed with it, and asked for its help and when it was given the respect that few other give it, that is when she is given the power to overcome the obstacles in her path, like the certain Zeltron infront of her. With that thought she gave a salute with her blade and then waited for Balaya to make the first move, her stance vaguely Niman in nature.
 
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Balaya gave a small grin on her face as she held the saber out and brought it to one hand, her other going to the whip over her shoulder and she slid it out letting the three meters of cord come away. A snap hiss activating it as the people cleared back a little more but she wasn't done. Lightly chanting under her breath while she brought the whip along to crack and sizzle along the floor. Then she lashed out sending it to try and snap on Alexandra's hand and begin with contact burns to disarm her
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Her hand immediately shot back as the other one shot forward, and in it her other saber as she activated the blade, its length being that of a shoto's. Using the two blades she caught the whip on the sabers themselves rather than her body and before she would let Balaya pull them from her hands she would power off her sabers just long enough to let the whip fall harmlessly and for her to jump out of range of a counter strike, unknowing of how fast Balaya could be with the whip. Her eyes though made sure to follow it.

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Balaya jerked but the blades were gone for a moment as she moved more keeping the distance of her whip while she stayed near the circles edges and like most training circles they had a set distance. She brought the whip back and lashed out again letting her chanting get a little louder while Elara back away from the circle that pulsed with darkside energy. blackish purple light glowing faintly while she was moving letting her attacks keep the distance.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Praelior"]

Alexandra once more did as before, using her blades to trap and then disable the blades just long enough to release the whip, this time though she shot her hands back, and those who would be standing there know full well to move as she drew to her a few of the benches that were off to the side. With a quick change in direction of her arms and hands two benches flew from behind her and right at Balaya, and in their wake was Alexandra with both blades ignited and ready to block any counter.
 
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Balaya looked at Alexandra stalling and buying time then she was attacking. Her whip coming back as she ran it along the floor and lashed it up to slid through one of the benches and it was shattered as the whip wrapped around it before moving parts to the ground. Her chant as the dark'chyld came up and a force burst shot the table back. The webbing rising up from the ground around them and climbing towards the room to make it into an almost cage match with a laugh. "Careful Alexandra." Balaya was moving against and letting the bench she had returned go back before lashing with the whip again.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Praelior"]

"Damnit..." She moved to the side and let the bench pass her before holding the sabers at the ready to catch whip once more, but this time she was done with the damn thing and caught it with one blade before being her second down hard on the solid tendril to attempt and sever the rest of the line.
 
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That was it, as Alexandra attacked the whip to break it she was moving letting the darkside web rise around them fully and she burst forward with a force push to try and slam Alexandra into the netting and catch her. The darkside energies made to sap those it held in place while her feet firmly planted in the ground and she was holding a djem so stance to he ground and counter attack.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
She felt the force push and slammed into the web, her body taking partial wear from the blast alone but it took her only a second to feel the netting sap her and she pulled off it, staring around her at the literal cage. "Very Very clever..." She gathered her own energy around her and let it create a form of barrier, not one that would stop direct strikes, but would protect her from the energy being sapped from her body as she reassumed the stance. "Come on Balaya, i want a real fight."

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Balaya moved forward and deactivated the whip as it with a lash wrapped around the armor, a second saber coming to her hand as the red blade activated with a snap hiss and she slashed into a cross x. The blades going with a wide arc but her armor gleamed before enclosing to box Alexandra in with the net at her back again. Just like in the sewer but this time the net was already up.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
And this time, Alexandra was in control, and oh how far more dangerous was she when she was in control of her own actions and not in a rage. With a quick movement she brought herself low to the ground, making it a slight bit harder for the Sith to hit her as she relied on that small difference to divert and transfer the energy of Balaya's blow out of her direction as she moved around the woman. She was still off though, and as she moved to counter and send the shoto blade into Balaya's back she was a second slower than she had wished to be.

[member="Darth Praelior"]
 
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

Balaya moved shifting in the lighter armor but it was still part of the darkside, still hardened by alchmy and she was augmented with some of the strongest cybernetics in the galaxy. Quickly turning as the saber spoke and yelled as Alexandrsa. "Ah ha for you see shutta I am not left handed." Balaya turned pushing with her blade and bringing her body lower as her arm brushed the floor before coming up to hook and try to catch slexandra to send her back and into the web again higher so more energy would be sapped until she was to weak to fight or she'd get tangled up and lose all connection to the force.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra cursed again as she brought her free saber infront of her and felt the blade slam onto hers, causing her to stumble back into the web once more, this time a second slower to get off it as before, her barrier lessening. "Damnit..." Gathering power in her hand she smiled as she drew on two emotions, courage and love. In the moment after she pushed her hand forward and substituted the normal emotion, rage, that caused the spectacle she now let loose.

Silver-blue arcs of lightning burst from her hand, aimed at Balaya as she stood there and letting them flow from her hand at the woman as she let the emotions flow into the lightning. She had discovered how to use any emotion as a power source equal to rage long ago, this is what allowed her to be perceived as light sided because of the emotions she had chosen over fear and anger.

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[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

She could feel it the emotions with empathy and Balaya moved bringing her arms up as the lightning struck the armor. Alchemically crafted and hardened armor could resist lightning well enough but it still hurt. Feeling it coursing along her skin while she let her sabers rise up. Catching the lightning and Balaya glared before crackling could be heard, her hands coming out and releasing her own torrent of bluish white lightning at Alexandra.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Kark... didnt think about a return." She rose her own blades, a moment too late though as several branches of white hot and agonizingly painful bolts shot into her and brought her to one knee while the rest fell on her own saber. "Th-that it?" She struggled to her feet again and waited for Balaya to come once more, her hands holding the blades tight in both courage, desperation, and the fact the lightning had tensed her body like no tomorrow.

[member="Darth Praelior"]
 
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

Balaya laughed a little at that and moved switching it up, her cross slash with both blades crackling as black tendrils came from her fingers. Darkness and sorcery pouring our like small whips that left almost tainted sludge and slime as it passed over making the floor a gooey slurry. Sorzus Syn used it to preserve darkside texts and energies, other to literally taint and turn creatures with the darkside. Balaya wasn't going so innovative as they whips to leave feelings of despair and sickness for being use didn't use the darkside and or force Alexandra into the netting to sap her more.
 
Nexus stood in the corner of the room, spectating the battle. He scoffed at the use of the netting, this was no duel. [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] was simply delaying the inevitable. The use of such a weapon, like this dark side net was cowardly. At least, in his mind it was. Part of him was rooting for both sides, however he assumed [member="Darth Praelior"] would be the victor. With her trickery and cheap tactics, however he assumed that such a net would drain Balaya's force energy severely, however he could be wrong. Sure enough however, he remained silent as the battle continued.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra tried to block the tendrils but only was knocked further and further back until her back nearly touched the net, leaving her to hold what ground she could as the whip like weapons of pure darkside slammed into her shoulder and forced her to one knee again. "Damnit..." She raised her blades to stop the next one as pain filled her vision and she fought blacking out.

Her hand returned the offhand saber to her belt though as she focused and pushed as much of her aura and energy into her hand and slowly prepared what would be her last ditch effort. Of course she had never attempted to use this in combat but hey there was always a time for everything and if she was going to keep from being crushed under the sith boot she would need her own ace in the hole against a darksider.

[member="Darth Nexus"]
[member="Darth Praelior"]
 

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