Private Back In The Pits

[PERSENUS]

The Sith Scream - a familiar sound to the ears of Persenus. In the Jen'ari Wars he had fought in, his fellow Sith would engage in a dance of blood and death, many falling. Some would not accept this silently, screaming out the last rites of their life. Though the wave of despair hit Persenus like a truck, though not as much as when he first heard those ghastly wails, he took solace in the knowledge that this young acolyte was proclaiming his own epitaph. Persenus gripped his blade tightly as he skidded aback, his teeth grating against the bounding forces that came from the screeches of hate and malice, fighting off the now afflicting negativity with the beating rhythm that always rushed into him in moments like these.

As much as Persenus critiqued Kesran's skill, he found that ability mattered little. It was an idea that was drilled in him by the pits, an acceptance of reality that the Sith could not wash away. It was an idea that was often found in the undertones of Dark Jedi teachings but nary was it ever followed or internalized. In the end, it didn't matter how good you are. It's a roll of a dice in every fight. Luck and chaos. Anyone who thought otherwise was going to end up dead along side those that accept it. Back in the pits, it was what he lived by everyday, knowing that each day might be his last, and to hold nothing back until the end. He could die from an opponent in the rings, starvation from his owners, or maybe that aching voice at the back of his head that was slowly giving in might've finally convinced him. In the end, it was out of his control.

It was partly why as fear came over him, it subsided and was turned into a fuel for his passions, a passion for combat and a love for death. "Come on, then." He taunted at the Acolyte, knowing that as he was taken over by the Dark Side, he would not be able to control his aggression. |"You were no good with a saber, boy, and worse with the Force. Maybe now you can actually warm me up!" A grin bloomed across his face as he saber burned ever more fiercely.

Kesran Opadal

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[Kesran Opadal]

As Persenus mocked him, Kesran exclaimed in a voice tempered to a much deeper tone with the dark side, "Do...Not....Mock....ME!!!!!!!!". His Sith scream was also combined with force rage and would unleash an ultra devasting force wave, similarly used by the likes of Darth Bane. The force was now stretching outside of Kesran's aura and the room they were fighting in started to crack and creek, the walls beginning to strain under the power of the dark side energy pulsating around Kesran. Without even thinking, the dark side commanded Kesran and all of his summoned rage to unleash an ultra destructive force wave. As Kesran released this power, he let out one last shout, as he managed to quickly break away from the dark side's control, and as he did he fell several feet, crashing on the ground behind several large desks. As Kesran fell, his power mostly drained, he attempted to call on his determination, as he had done so many times before. But the force wave had been unleashed towards his enemy and anything else in the room. The wave, full with Kesran's rage and anger and the power of the dark side tumbled towards Persenus.

 

[PERSENUS]

Now it was a battle of wills, Kesran's raging darkness against Persenus' insidious wit. It was time to use it, he knew. Persenus would act quick, moving towards the blast with inhuman speed and then using a powerful Force Blast, a concentrated power piercing through the more sweeping range of Force Wave like a spear through chainmail and allowing Persenus to draw closer. In his eye, there was a ravenous look, continuing to taunt Kesran to go farther. Mental prods of fear now turned to calls to battle, urging Kesran to fight till his last breath just so that Persenus can finally end this engagement and feel the satisfaction of another kill. It was these moments where he knew that the harshness of the battle would be worth the consequences that carried him through the troubles of evading the Sith. He will not be denied.

The remnants of the twirling Force Blast would set apart the tables and desks that hid Kesran's form as Persenus veered closer and closer, brandishing his crimson blade that delightfully hummed as it could sense the taste of blood. "Is that all you have, boy!? Is that all the rage you can muster without losing yourself? Pathetic!" He kept on as he reached him. He will not let him rest unless it is on his blade.

Kesran Opadal

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[Kesran Opadal]

As Persenus neared closer, Kesran slowly rose to his feet. Drained, exhausted, and now actually a bit scared he might not survive. But as he ignited his blade and prepared to engage, he remembered something he acquired earlier. His frown turned into a cheeky grin. In the meantime, he switched to his Soresu stance and was rapidly replenishing his force defenses.

 

[PERSENUS]

Persenus came in, entering the range of just fifteen feet away, just a tad too far to engage with a lightsaber. However, as he entered, he would reel his arm back as if to throw his saber. It would begin its twirl, threatening the upper torso of Kesran. However, the hilt would begin to expand, stretching out as it landed back into Persenus hand. It had transformed into a Saber Spear! In that brief moment, Kesran might be caught off-guard by the sudden change in weaponry and if he was going to guard himself from the saber throw - which Persenus believed he would not opt to dodge due to the low mobility of Soresu - he would leave his lower body open for a stab! Persenus would carry the forward momentum towards Kesran's lower abdominals, taking full advantage of his feint.

Afterwards, Persenus would take movement, circling around him Kesran, prodding him with jab after jab and the occasional swipe, knowing that Soresu's defenses would be cracked when forced to face attacks that challenged their footing. All the while, he continued to mental advances, knowing that Kesran would likely have had his shields at their lowest after that show, making sure that he would not have a chance to experience any measure of mental relief. "Now, did your crying take away your voice, boy? Come on, keep talking! It'll make it all the better when I slit your throat. He pushed pressure upon his mind as he attempted to bring his shields back up. More fear, more attrition.

Kesran Opadal

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[Kesran Opadal]

Kesran was at the ready, then unexpectedly, Persenus twirled his saber and elongated it into a Saber Spear! Initially stunned, Kesran blocked off the first couple jabs, but his footing was being compromised due the low feet movement that accompanied Soresu, and so he switched to Makashi. This form is about using one handed deflections and parries, perfect for spears and longer blades. As Kesran quickly switched to his new form, he ducked a spear jab from Persenus. "Oh, I can talk all night if you want my friend", lightly chuckling. In terms of the mental prodding by Persenus, Kesran had switched to Makashi for another reason, it involved the least amount of force integration. This allowed Kesran to divert a little more to defend against the mental attacks and replenish his force shields. Kesran had finally found his groove as he continued to slightly grin and had gained a slight second wind of energy as well.

 

[PERSENUS]

Makashi, too, was a bad choice. One-hand means less power, and when confronting someone with a saber spear with superior leverage and a glowing bladed crossguard to boot, you need all the power you had. Not to mention, he had an edge on blade manipulation. As he deflected one blow, Persenus would turn his blade with Kesran's deflection, letting its slide as his crossguard would suddenly jut downward in an instant. A small rotation of Persenus spear to cut Kesran's saber hand from his wrist. The omnidirectional cutting of a saber allowed saber-wielders far more versatility in technique in comparison to other bladed fighters, but with the addition of a crossguard which was hard but worth it to master, its offensive and defensive abilities were two-fold increased.

"I believe it would be better if you say your last rites with your last breaths, Acolytes, than whatever nonsense you've been spouting so far." He remarked as he would push forward attempting to overwhelm him further.

Kesran Opadal

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[Kesran Opadal]

Kesran was able to quickly remove his wrist from danger by sheathing his blade, moving his hand back towards his body and then reigniting the blade. Makashi uses the quick parries to catch the enemy's saber mid way through a swing or swipe negating the momentum of the swing. As Persenus used his Saber Spear, which required two hands to operate, Makashi usually only required one, allowing more movement between cuts and jabs and more foot movement as well. As Persenus pushed forward, Kesran would jab with his blade, attempting to penetrate the guard of Persenus due to the long reach of the spear, and when his opponent would try to keep distance, he would shorten his grip and deflect any thrusting movements down to side before they reached full momentum. This tactic was good for defending in Kesran's case, he would have trouble going on full attacks with the form, so he instead focused on short jabs and counters. Kesran was now back in the fight....for now.

 

[PERSENUS]

In response to his jab, Persenus would angle his blade downwards, parrying and catching his attack between the main blade and the crossguard, limiting the movement of Kesran's saber once more, and with a twist, the blade would being caught being pried from Kesran's grip with rotational . The blade was now trapped by his own, preventing any quick parries and deft deflects unless he pulls away and as Persenus closed, pulling away would only increase the leverage Persenus had on the blade of Kesran, increasing the power of his disarming move.

However, another trick came up, or rather out of his sleeve. From his forearm came two bolts of energy, hurling towards Kesran's chest. He had blasters on his vambraces! Now, with his saber locked by Persenus' the only way to deal with them was to evade or use even more of the mentally tasking Tutaminis, however this time, the energy being put out would be completely unexpected. If he were to evade, he likely would have to abandon his saber to Persenus and Tutaminis would still likely rob too much concentration to be able to deal with the saber being pried for him. Several bolts followed in quick succession after the first two, displaying rapid fire that would be hard to block even with the use of a saber. Dodging at close quarters would be extremely difficult, and absorbing all of the bolts through the Force would likely be impossible, even for Persenus.

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[Kesran Opadal]

As He was trapped in the tight bladelock with Persenus, he noticed Persenus pull out his vambraces. Kesran realized it was time to either end this guy or get the hell outta here. Instead of jumping out of the bladelock, he released one of his hands from the saber, which was easy while using Makashi. However, he knew that he would only have a short time until Persenus overpowered his bladelock and disarmed him. He then used a quick burst of Tutaminis to deflect both of the blaster bolts simultaneously as one hit his own knee brace and the other down to the floor, he then outreached his hand and quickly crushed the vambraces with the force, neutralizing them. As Kesran pulled out of the bladelock and stepped to his side, just stepping back out of reach. Kesran now could use a quick speed move to place himself close to Persenus's side and possibly catch him with his long saber spear outstretched where he could quickly disarm him or slice the saber in half. Using a Saber spear was useful, but its long reach meant if your opponent got in close, you would be severely compromised.

 

[PERSENUS]

As he pulled out of the bladelock, as forewarned, it would result in disarmament due to leverage, made even worse as he had only one hand on his saber. Against Persenus' superhuman strength, the saber would be flung out of Kesran's grasp. Too much concentration for another bout of Tutaminis, too little strength to resist the twist of Persenus' saber. It would fly out of his hand, and as it did, found it scorched on accident by the other side of Persenus' crossguard, leaving it unusable unless repaired. He would give the young Acolyte a smile as he twirled his saber spear.

"What now, boy?" He taunted. "Are you going to throw another tantrum?"

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[Kesran Opadal]

As he attempted to stop the disarmament, he brought his other hand back, but it was too late, and seconds later, the remnants of his saber with lying on the ground. He immediately began to frown and harbor rage, but then as Persenus taunted him, he lifted his head and grinned devilishly at his enemy. "Oh my, well that only gives me one option does it". Kesran quickly pulled out a small button and quickly pressed it. "You fool, you think I was the only one who knew you were here, you think I was the only one trying to collect your bounty". "You left tracks on every planet you had been on". "Your subtlety was pretty bad my friend". "Other hunters, not including myself, had done an excellent job tracking you, I must say". "Once I killed them, I let every bounty hunter in the sector know that a former Sith was on the run and would fetch a hefty bounty". As Kesran spoke, both of them could hear many footsteps down the hallway. "Don't worry, I think there are a couple of decent fighters in the bunch", Kesran said as he maneuvered towards the back door of the room. Suddenly through the doors of the room, came at least 12-15 bounty hunters, some with just pistols, some with heavy repeaters. "There he is", said a fat Twi'lek armed with an Imperial Heavy Repeater. "Hey, fatso, He's mine!", shouted an armored Chagrian. "Die, Sith Scum", spoke an idiotic human who began shooting across the room with his DC-15 rifle, mostly at the ceiling. As Kesran saw his opponent rather distracted he jumped on to the catwalk in the corner of the room where there was the back door. "We will meet again my friend Persenus, this was such fun", said Kesran as he shouted down to his adversary while laughing as he bolted through the back door.

 

[PERSENUS]

He was lucky to have the foresight to conserve his energy during the battle. He blade hummed in glee, and a small part of Persenus deep inside did too. "Nothing I haven't fought before." He remarked as he watched the Sith leave, letting himself recuperate from the battle if only for a moment. Now, as the Bounty Hunters rushed in, he went to work. He disarmed them with the Force, the Heavy Repeaters flying from their grasp as they were too heavy to keep a steady grip on. Before the others could shoot, a wide arc of energy from his lightsaber pierced the air, beheading several of them in an instant.

"Now..." He began again. "Which one of you has a ship?"

END THREAD

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[Kesran Opadal]

As he heard in the distance of Persenus cutting apart the hunters, Kesran reached the walkaway above the spaceport, and waiting as instructed was R4 with the ship. "Hey Buddy, thank the force you are still here". "The droid buzzed in a happy tone". "Ok buddy", said Kesran as he leaped onto his ships' lift elevator. "Lets get outta here!".

END THREAD FOR ME AS WELL