Bad Reputation: Kezeroth v. Keira

[Keira Priest]

Once again, Keira would be participating in one of the brawls that had become usual for the arena only known as the Fight Club among the others of the Red Ravens. And, just like her previous scuffle with her older brother, no boundaries had been made clear previously, so she'd come fully armed with her lightsaber, the Force and her wits about her. Not much was known to her about who it was she would be fighting, although she was perfectly aware that he was a Gen'Dai, and therefore much taller and stronger than she. It wouldn't be the first time she was an underdog, and it wouldn't be the last.

For the moment she stayed on what she'd more or less dictated as her side of the ring, surprisingly calm given who it was she was about to fight. Maybe it was the calm before the storm, or maybe her adrenaline hadn't quite kicked in yet, but whatever it was, she was grateful. It allowed her time to focus, and perhaps strategize, even if she wasn't quite sure what his own plan would be.

More like than not this fight would end with him the victor, and the rogue wasn't expecting any miracles on her part. With her being massively outmatched, at least in terms of strength and most probably skill in the Force as well, it would be a chance for her to test her limits more than anything. And test them she would, whether for good or for bad.

If only her brothers could see her now.

Her lightsaber was in her hand before she even realized she'd palmed it, and with a flick of her wrist the hilt levitated a few inches above her open palm, ready to be activated in a split second if necessary. And it would be, before a short time had passed, she had a feeling. Now all there was left to do was wait for her opponent to make his entrance. It was something she was anticipating with a guarded curiosity, whether for good or for bad.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Reduced to Fighting for Bidding Credit, that is how he saw it. He was the Darksides Embodiment and followed the Darkside where it told him to go and to the Red ravens he went, Ravens were allies to One Sith as far as the Gen'Dai knew and he was not too friendly to Sith anymore. In the Back room he sat in his new crafted armor he called it Exile Bone Robes a outfit of Taozin hide and Maalraa Bones and Armorweave. Interesting to see on and even more so to wear. Standing up Kezeroth Put on his Dark Devil Helm another piece of his own design. As a whole his Visage was terrifing and the Helms prosthetic hair made his Gen'Dai appearance seem questionable since majority of Gen'Dai did not have hair.

The Arena was silent as the winds and the only sound that could be heard was that of rattling, rattling from his own Robe of Bones. Finally his entire figure was in the light the crowds stood in awe at the 8'5ft giant adorned in Deaths robes. The Gen'Dais aura was one of bloodlust, you could almost feel it physically and yet you couldn't. Kezeroth's Force Signature was blurred all over, It was the Taozin Hide he wore that masked his presence. He was invisible through the Force in this way, It was an odd feeling that he knew well... not being able to sense whats in front of you and yet you see it clearly.

Stepping forward Kezeroth crossed his arms against his chest, revealing his Curved Lightsaber that was there. The Saber looked more like a Trophy then a weapon but as for the Sith Sword that was rested on the back of his hip... That was a Weapon. It was adorned with jewels or darkness like obsidian and was sharp like no other, Considered a Ceremional blade to most. Opposite to his trophied curved lightsaber was a large Blaster pistol that fit his hand, as he drew it he pointed it at his opponent loosely.

She was a young jedi at the most, he smirked and groaned. " I hope you can fight well Girl..." he paused and familiarized himself with his surroundings. His Sensory Acuity naturally was high and enabled him to perceive way more than a normal sentient could. The Gen'Dai could feel the Girls head beat steady and calmly as if it was his own. " I find Jedi very boring." he stated.

[member="Keira Ticon"]

 

[Keira Priest]

There was a vague, cloying darkness emanating from the hulk of a man standing in front of her, but however faint it was, it didn't take anyone very long at all to determine him as a follower of the dark side. But that would have been apparent even without his aura, as his appearance was plenty enough for her. The armor he wore might have inspired fear in others, and it was true that it did some of the same for her. Unlike most, however, she was better at concealing her true emotions from others. And it would be the same this time around, if she could help it.

Once he drew his blaster pistol her lightsaber instantly dropped to her palm, the orange blade igniting with a snap-hiss, held in front of her in a one-handed grip, prepared to deflect the bolt from his weapon should he fire. His threat was unspoken but blatant, but so was hers. It appeared that this fight would be a next to deadly thing, but she hadn't expected anything less from the first moment she laid eyes on her opponent. A challenge was what she had been seeking, and a challenge would be received.

An almost smile turned up the corners of her mouth at his simple statement, and Keira leveled her hazel green gaze with his red-orange one, the humming blade in her hand the only divide between them. "Luckily for you, I'm not a Jedi. It's funny how things work out." The barest tip of her blade strayed towards him, the movement of the weapon droning in the air, barely perceptible even in the silence of the arena. Either the crowd was as stunned into silence as she was, or there were fewer people in the stands than she'd anticipated.

Normally she would have attacked first, as she was wont to do under any other circumstances, but this time she would gauge his strength by seeing just what his strategy would be for his first move. They were both Ravens, or at least, he was allied with him, so this wouldn't be a fight to the death. That, however, didn't mean he would hold back, and if he didn't, then neither would she. "It so happens that I find Jedi boring as well. But I find Dark Jedi even worse." It was a low blow, sure, and probably uncalled for, but this wasn't the time for discretion. Now she would see if he was the type to be easily angered, or if it would take more than that to get under his skin.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Kezeroth tilted his head watching her movements and tightened his grip on the weapon. " You know what the say about assuming... This Lightsaber is a mere trophy from my past." he said telling a half truth, wether it was to be believed or not he did not care. The Gen'dai let his other hand touch the lightsaber on his belt lightly, looking down at it he smiled under his helmet and looked back up slowly. " You sense my dark nature but not all of it... " His stance changed as he paused and got ready for combat " You know nothing of the dark." he stated and fired 4 shots from his Blaster. The pattern was simple 2 aimed for the shoulder and 2 for the thigh, his he could cripple her the fight would end quickly. As he fired the Shot the Gen'Dai Dashed to the left to avoid and shots that would come back to him, he would try his best not to use his force abilities for now.

The crowd cheered as the first move was made and countless watchers started their bidding for who would come out on top.

[member="Keira Ticon"]

 

[Keira Priest]

Deflecting blaster shots was simple for anyone who had undergone training with a lightsaber for more than a week, and as such, her blade moved with ease to deflect the bolts, spinning the weapon with a flick of her wrist, holding it loosely at her side as she turned to follow him. The Gen'Dai moved surprisingly quickly for all of his size, and she tucked that in the back of her mind to remember for later. Only minutes in, and it was already proving to be a learning experience.

Still she didn't return his attacks, moving her blade into a low guard in preparation for any other attacks on his part. "You're right, I shouldn't assume. And neither should you. Lightsaber doesn't mean Jedi. Neither does someone who happens not to follow the dark." As if to punctuate this statement she shifted her feet into more of an offensive stance, as if daring him to attack. It probably wasn't the wisest thing she could have done, provoking him, but it wouldn't be the first time she had done something similar and reaped less than favorable results. It would, however, be a first where she at least had a good idea of what she was going up against, even if the odds weren't in her favor.

As the bets were made Keira could almost feel the odds stacking against her. Even if the chances of her winning were slim, she'd still give them all a fight to remember. "I don't know anything of the dark, that much is true. But I know enough to be aware that I have no intentions of learning more. I've seen enough as it is." Here she moved into more of an offensive stance, still keeping her style basic, giving him every cause to underestimate her. It was true that she was a Padawan, and that her training before she abandoned the Jedi hadn't been overly extensive, but she knew enough to be marginally confident in her skills. Allowing herself to be underestimated proved a useful tactic, and one she would exploit here once more.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Her moves were adept to deflection of his bolts, She was no jedi.. No matter how much she said he did not like Dark Jedi she was not a Jedi, Kezeroths Years of living told him that. The Gen'Dai kept a smile under his helmet and started walking forward while still firing to pressure [member="Keira Ticon"]. Walk straight for a towards a Jedi was a move even the best bounty hunters did not do unless they had too and here came this 8'5ft Gen'Dai doing that, of course his Armored robes would protect him against the Lightsaber but did [member="Keira Ticon"] know that? He was un-sure of that much but wanted to simplily watch the girl panic. As Kezeroth drew closer he rested his off hand behind his back near his Sith Sword.

" Do you even know who I am?" He asked before he started firing again. He was calm in situation he always stayed like that till things got interesting.

[member="Keira Ticon"]

 

[Keira Priest]

It was strange that he kept pressuring her with questions instead of adapting and moving on with his attacks, but with the way she was able to bat the bolts back at him just as easily as he fired didn't leave much room for her to complain, or really devote time to much else other than focusing on the task at hand. Instead of just preventing the bolts from making contact she did her best to block them in a way that would make sure their trajectory was at least back in the general vicinity of the Gen'Dai advancing towards her. The more she kept him on his toes, the better.

"Depends." As he walked towards her she edged backwards, not giving too much quarter and keeping a careful eye on how close she was getting to the wall of the ring. Ending up with her back against the wall would wind up being her downfall in this fight, and she didn't intend to be brought down so easily. So once she was too close for comfort she moved to the side, blocking his shots with a bit more complex movements, more for show than anything. "If you're telling me that you're not a Gen'Dai darksider, then no, I don't know who you are. Do you know who I am?" At the question she raised an eyebrow, almost as if in challenge.

Keira kept an eye on his other hand as it moved back to rest near the sword at his hip, her attention divided between that and keeping his shots at bay. A number of strategies came to her mind of what exactly she would do if he drew the weapon. All there was to do was wait and see what it was he would do or say in retaliation.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

As the redirected bolts came near he dodged quite well using simple movements that were executed gracefully. Was expected from a Gen'Dai after all to do such a thing, Muscle, Neverous system & a brain that was all they were. Because of this very fact it was why Kezeroth was so cocky in battle, his species had advantages over the vast majority of other sentient life. " I can see your movements clear as day, The angle's, the trajectory.. As for who you are your a Wanna be Jedi." He stated, Though it was true a Gen'Dai alone using only instinct could not tell the angles and trajectory of redeflection. This statement hinted at Kezeroths Force Sensitive nature but not by alot.

As soon as the Gen'Dai gripped his blade the darkside presence he owned corrupted over the blade in a way that was best described as somewhat blurred. His Darkside nature got stronger when the sword was gripped but the Taozin Hide still affected it, no one could fully feel the whole effects but their was a difference. A sense of Fear and Dread came to those nearby. Pulling the trigger one more time aiming at [member="Keira Ticon"] far right lower foot, Kezeroth acted mroe aggresively and extented sword from his hip bringing it up with the twist of his shoulder and wrist in a motion that suggested a strike that would come across her entire body and that was what he planned to do.

" Please Entertain me, Pup.." he muttered lightly.

 

[Keira Priest]

The strike from his blade had been expected, as had the strength and weight behind it, but that didn't mean that it still wasn't marginally unexpected. And the shot to her foot only added another dynamic. Instead of swinging her saber down to deflect the bolt and then back up to block the sword she sidestepped the blaster shot, bringing her weapon up in a block that was more for show than anything else. With his strength she was tremendously outmatched, so she let their blades slide across each other, sparks leaping from their surface, before she rolled to the side to avoid the downward cut of the sword.

Once she found her feet again she slid into the opening stance of Djem So for a moment, taking the short second of recompense to gauge what her attack would be. With his size and strength her speed would be her greatest asset, as even though he could move fast for his height, Keira was almost completely certain that he wouldn't be able to move as quickly as she. And that was something she intended to use to her advantage.

Despite beginning with the traditional stance of Form V she attacked in a manner that was of Ataru, but would only be obvious to those who had studied the style of combat before. Stepping forward, she pressed the offensive, keeping her movements short and fast instead of utilizing the wider strikes and sweeps that were characteristic of the stance she had begun with. This was just another way for her to get him off balance, whether it would succeed or not.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Her movements where fast that could not be denied, The Gen'Dai got a feel of what his opponet was thinking when [member="Keira Ticon"] adjusted her blade into a parry instead of a full block, he was not going to be out muscled in this fight. As [member="Keira Ticon"] rolled kezeroth pulled the tigger and shot after her though the shots missed her roughly, only managing to let loose two shots Kezeroth was forced to pivot and bring his Sithsword forward into a guard position. With his Blaster hand back and his sword forward he noticed they had switched positions completely and now he was on defense?!

With a mild snarl Kezeroth muttered " Muttered Screw it.." and holstered his Blaster pistol and gripped the sword with two hands, Letting her swing couple times as he stepped back more it was soon he found himself nearing the wall and there he would spring back. As for now he was dodging and parrying with her blade lightly but that changed when the Gen'Dai pivoted his body again and pushed his leg off the Wall giving him a momentum of aggression. Pushing forward unleashing Strong wide strikes that were very Kinetic. Mostly aimed for the body in general the attacks revealed a knowledge of Juyo. Kezeroths plan was to simply over whelm her..

 

[Keira Priest]

The fact that she had managed to push him back even a small amount bolstered her confidence, though she didn't allow it to let it go too far, knowing that the path of arrogance wouldn't only lead to her downfall. Instead she focus on maintaining a strong but precise defense, using the acrobatics of Ataru to allow her to dodge his attacks more easily. It was unlikely that she would be able to meet his strikes with any kind of solid defense, as his strength would prevent her from blocking effectively. Complete avoidance was the only viable strategy, however much she didn't like it.

Muttering a curse Keira brought her blade around in an attempt at turning her defensive movement into another string of fast-paced attacks, twisting her blade around his in a way that would hopefully allow her to press the attack once more. Surprisingly enough she was holding up better than she'd imagined to, but that was mostly due to the fact that she hadn't directly met any of his attacks with her own. If she did, that would ultimately prove detrimental, if not bringing a nearly immediate end to the fight as it were.

If her first attempt didn't work she would concede to simply dodging his attacks once more, still using her speed and acrobatics to hopefully outmaneuver him. He could try to overwhelm her all he wanted, but she would match it just as well in a different sort of way. With a small smile, she spoke, "Not bad for a Jedi then, huh?"

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

The Gen'Dai continued to press on despite [member="Keira Ticon"] counter attacks at him, they were glancing blows to his Robed armor and the Saber blade bounced off the surface, Its was the Taozin Hide and Maalraa bone that protected him. Part of his Robes were also Armorweave which protected him from blaster attacks but was a target for a lightsaber if his opponent could find it. As Kezeroth eased his way into battle and began to enjoy the conflict he stopped talking and settled into a tunnel vision of sorts, His body movement got swifter more accurate and his speed increased slightly. It was a common habit he had meant to correct from his past to call on the Force to adjust his speed but in this situation it would be tolerated.

He stayed on [member="Keira Ticon"] continuing to attack in bursts of aggression common in Juyo. All the while moving Kezeroth let loose a two handed horizontal strike expecting a dodge or parry, Taking one hand off the Sith Sword his robed hand reached out quickly to grab her, If he got his way she would be sent flying across the area.

 

[Keira Priest]

Getting thrown into walls was, rather unfortunately to some, not a new experience for this particular rogue. As such, she had all but perfected her technique of slowing herself with the Force in order to hopefully cushion the blow. That was useful, when it wasn't a towering Gen'Dai that had thrown her. So she had to settle for stopping herself enough to prevent any serious injuries, turning in the air to roll with the impact, twisting onto her feet, calling her lightsaber back into her left hand and igniting the weapon once more, holding the weapon loosely at her side.

As she stood there she took stock of any injuries, noting that nothing seemed broken, or at least, nothing major. That was a good sign. But she hadn't escaped unscathed, and there were bruises she could already feel forming. Keira might not have been sore right at that moment, but there was no doubt in her mind that she would be feeling the aftereffects of the fight later. Maybe this wasn't her best idea, but it wasn't the first challenge she had undertaken that didn't work out in her favor.

This time she deemed to take a more calculated approach, moving towards him at a slower pace, in part because she was still somewhat stunned from her rough landing. A grim smile turned up the corners of her mouth all the same, and once she'd closed the gap between them enough that she would still be just a foot out of his reach she stopped, spinning her saber once, taking a moment to strategize. If it wasn't obvious to her before, the fact that her chances of winning this fight were slim to none, it was now. Still, she enjoyed the chance to push herself, and forge new boundaries of her endurance.

That didn't last for too long, and she launched into another series of fast-paced attacks, still utilizing the speed and aggression common in Ataru. She had never been a defensive fighter, and this wouldn't change things, regardless of the odds against her. Offense was her best defense, whether it was successful or not.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

The Feeling of Throwing things across the room made Kezeroth feel almost at peace especially when he threw another Sentient. It was pure ecstasy for his twisted mind, The look on [member="Keira Ticon"] face when she hit the arena wall and quickly got back up was one reason why he enjoyed battle so much. Though her expression changed quickly and her body came towards Kezeroth a way that could be exampled well as a Train gaining speed, He took up a Niman stance and held ready.

Relying on his instincts over his Force Sense abilities he found himself at disadvantage sense he favored Force Attacks and Augmentation. It was his armor that protected him and limited him at the same time, The Taozin hide affected everyone near him and the Gen'Dai was not excluded from that. The Gen'Dais Instinctive reflexes were high and able to keep up with the style of Aturu but not forever, The way Kezeroth executed Juyo were in bursts instead of hacking away all the time. This Conversed Stamina and Energy by switching from Juyo to Niman.

Swinging and spinning his Sword in a flourish, Kezeroth used short maneuvers to parry and bat off closer attacks of [member="Keira Ticon"] assault. The Gen'Dai noted one thing in his mind as he took an active Defense for the moment and remembered that Aturu was a style that was purely offensive.

- How Tiring it must be for her to constantly attack, Does this little one think she can match my reflexs?- he thought cockily to himself and sparked a Idea.

" You Have no plan of attack...I will out Endure you." he shouted telling his opponent their mistakes and suddenly stood his ground as he neared the wall again. The Flexibility of Niman and the grounded nature of Djem So could be observed from his stance now. If [member="Keira Ticon"] kept pushing forward he would respond in kind by taking some steps forward and swing his sword in attempt to caught blades and lock into a position that would give him the advantage.

[member="Keira Ticon"]

 

[Keira Priest]

"You might out-endure me, sure." Her voice was almost breathless, and she flashed a half smile. "But I'll place any amount of credits on me outmaneuvering you." Here she rolled to the side to avoid his attack, this time being less head-on with her attacks, instead taking a more guarded approach. Flipping so that she was behind him she struck first at his ankles, secondly at the back of his knees, thirdly at his head, relying on the fact that his armor would be weaker on the first two areas, allowing her to at the very least slow him down.

If those attacks weren't successful she would edge to the side again, striking first at his right and second at his left before flipping backwards again to distance herself, flicking her saber around her fingers with a practiced ease. "Something tells me you can't move quite as easily." Now she darted forward again, this time conserving her energy by utilizing the wider, sweeping attacks of Djem So that were still aggressive in nature but not overly so, allowing her time to think before her next next move, and perhaps shore up a more solid defense.

The primary danger of this fight wasn't the fact that her opponent outclassed her, which he most certainly did, in more than one department. The danger was that he knew of those instances perfectly well, and wouldn't hesitate to exploit any of them. But while he had her beat in terms of strength and sheer endurance capabilities she was much more skilled in her agility and overall speed. And those were things she would use to her advantage whenever she could, more so when he began to become too self-sure, such as this.

"You're too slow." Now she was just prodding at him, goading him to create an opening that she would readily take advantage of, perhaps allowing this fight to end just a bit more favorably. She still wasn't sure of her victory by any means, but perhaps it would end a bit more cleanly if things went her way. "You might be stronger, but I'm faster." As if to emphasize this she sped up her attacks just a bit, still keeping them typical of Djem So.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

So far this fight all about physical combat and as for credits... Well Kezeroth did not care for them much, He was used to taking what he wanted and the vast majority never refused his ways. But this Little one was pushing it, He found it annoying how she zipped about swinging her saber about. Threw his years he had learned that sometimes its best to spring that trap and then attack, His situation was no different in his mind. As [member="Keira Ticon"] got in position behind the Gen'Dai, Kezeroth took a step forward just time time for her blade to glance again his Armorweave boots. Looking head back after feeling the light cut of a lightsaber on his ankles the Gen'Dai growled The wound was not serious but a lightsaber always hurt. Crouching slightly lowering his center of gravity and positioning himself better. The second strike followed to where his knees would of been, which was not hitting his upper most portion of his armored skirt. The Maalraa bone in that area Repelled the Heated plasma blade but the hit could still be feel under neath. Rolling his eyes Kezeroth Looked forward and leaned, Letting the Force Carry him the Massive Gen'Dai across the arena in almost a flash. Their was no doubt that it was Force Enhanced.. The Cat was out of the bag.

Dust stirred and lifted up as Kezeroth came to a sliding stop, His Tempter was stirred and his body heat focused to his hands. The crowd fell in confusion as the watched the action and saw a type of heat arise from Kezeroths body. Turning his head back towards [member="Keira Ticon"] a Red eye shined slightly, Dropping his Sword into the Ground firmly Kezeroth turned quickly heaving heated fireballs the size of his large hands toward the Jedi. When it came to Pyrokinesis Kezeroth was a beginner but that did not render his attacks weak, he was capable with the limited skills and knowledge he honed.

" Burn..." He muttered giving her a gaze.

[member="Keira Ticon"]

 

[Keira Priest]

That was definitely a new one. In all of her years of combat against other Force users, which were admittedly not many compared to what others had faced, Keira had never witnessed anything even remotely similar to pyrokinesis in any form. She had heard of others possessing the ability, certainly, but it had never been something she'd thought to encounter at any point in her life. And now that she had, she was certain that she'd never want to do so again.

Now, however, his ability to conjure the flames wasn't her first concern. Avoiding it was, and she wasn't too keen on adding another scar to her retinue. With a muttered string of curses she rolled under the first, jumping the second and subsequently dodging the next in line. Aft first, she was certain that she'd escaped the fire unscathed, and momentarily congratulated herself for the fact. Until a burning sensation began on the right side of her face, specifically her jaw, and she let loose a string of curses, some of them in alien languages, each one more creative than the last. She swayed slightly on her feet as the pain made her dizzy, but she otherwise remained standing, saber in her grip, however loose.

Her hazel green gaze met his crimson-orange one, and she forced a smile, letting the tip of the blade stray towards him in an unspoken challenge. "Is that all you've got?" A spasm of pain shot through her jaw as she spoke from the burn that covered the right side of it, and a grimace flashed across her face, though she otherwise showed no outward signs of pain.

This time she wasn't so quick to attack, walking slowly towards him and stopping a few feet away, standing simply in front of him. Slowly she brought her blade up into a simple guard position, not speaking, her actions sufficing where words would not. It was evident now that no holds would be barred in this fight, and that he would give no quarter in terms of limitations. Well, that was fine. Neither would she.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

It always fell down to this, The usage of his Force Abilities. The Gen'Dai choose to be a Mercenary to get away from that but so far that did not happen. Granted this was an area that was still how he felt about it all. He had landed a hit with his fire and that made the Gen'Dai Smirk knowing how much it hurt just to feel the heat. As [member="Keira Ticon"] drew more near Kezeroth stopped and gripped his Sword that was plunged in to the flooring of the Arena, watching her take up a guarded stance the Brute spared no one a breath and moved his body in a way that looked like he was taking a deep breath and suddenly twisted the blade. The Breathing movement was the Gathering of Energy and the twist released it rapidly in all directions, The Jedi knew it as a Force Repulse. Some in the crowd gasped as the Invisible wave of energy blasted from its point of origin.

Leaning forward The Gen'Dai Dragged his sword out of the ground and Leaped forward strong, Extending his off hand again Reached for the Jedi and this time he would not let go... If all went well her Saber arm would be in his grasp and she would be dangling couple feet off the ground no where to run.

[member="Keira Ticon"]

[member="Keira Ticon"]

 

[Keira Priest]

Almost immediately after her words had been spoken Keira regretted them, but there was no time for that as she was, once more, sent flying across the arena, though this time she was better prepared and was able to send out a counter push of the Force towards the wall that allowed her to twist in the air and land on her feet, however roughly. For that she was thankful, but that was the only thought that went through her head before she found herself hauled into the air, her saber falling from her grasp.

Despite her vulnerable position she still met his eyes unwavering, a determined look in her eyes and on her face. Keira might have been at his mercy, but there was no way the rogue was going to show any trace of fear, at least on her face. That simply wasn't the way she'd been raised, doubly so among her older brothers. Until the fight was over she would remain defiant.

"What now, then? I think it's pretty clear who's won." However much she didn't like to admit defeat, she knew when she was severely outmatched, and this was definitely one of those cases, no exceptions. The question was whether the fight would end right then, or drag on for longer. It was true that her endurance was beginning to wane, as was her stamina, but that was something she wouldn't allow him to see. Tenacity was something she prided herself in, and it was something that wouldn't falter.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

What an Annoyance over all else. " If only I had my Rifle with me, Would be a Quick Demise... For you.." he muttered and continued " You Move too much... You ended up being an Annoyance rather then Enjoyment." He slowly started to crush her arm for the sole reason for her to spite him and for pain to take place. The Fight was done and over Kezeroth wanted nothing more to do with this hyper-active Aturu user. In some ways she beat him but he would never let that show to surface. With his Sword moved into its sheath and now using his free hand to remove his Helmet he Stared at her with his Corrupted Darkside Gaze and Apperance. Up close it could be felt, The hate he bore and Darkness that was him solely. One who knew faces could see that he was the same Gen'Dai that acted out in the Emperors Throne room, whether she would discover this was on her. He Harshly snarled in her face.

" Karking Jedi Scum... Next time ill crush your skull and turn your body into my fodder" he cursed at her and simply observed her stubbon spirit it was perhaphs the most respectable trait he personally Admired.

[member="Keira Ticon"]