Bad Reputation: Kezeroth v. Keira

[Keira Priest]

The adrenaline that coursed through her veins was just beginning to subside when he began crushing her arm, and another colorful line of oaths escaped from her mouth. Apparently the fight wasn't quite over yet, at least on his side of things. With her free hand she let loose a controlled burst of the Force from her palm in an attempt to have him release her, though she had doubts about it succeeding in the least. He might have beaten her physically, but her tongue was still as sharp as ever.

"I'm as much a Jedi as you are." His dark aura and countenance cowed her, that was true, but it would be the last thing she did, allowing him to see that. "We both know that if you wanted to kill me you could, so let's stop with the threats. They're getting old." Still she spoke brashly and defiantly, not giving him any quarter in this war of words. If there was one thing she could match him in, it would definitely be her snark.

Still she didn't call her weapon back into her grasp, more due to the uselessness of it in this situation than anything else. It would do her as much good here as it had in the fight previously. Which was to say, only serving as minorly effective at best. "Oh, my sincere apologies, really. Next time we meet I'll be a Knight, and then we'll see if that changes things. I wouldn't want to disappoint you again, that would just be terribly rude of me."

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

A while grin came across the Gen'Dais face as he observed and listened to [member="Keira Ticon"] flourish of ravenous words, Words that hungered for a second chance at the brute. She had no clue who she was dealing with, Kezeroth was never a Jedi at the most he was considered a Rogue Sith but it was a boasted fact that he was a Dark Jedi. His Grasping hand slow started to heat up, he was oh so tempted to watch her burn in his grasp but all this was interrupted when the little one acted out with a Force Push. It should of been expected but all was fine in his books, With a Jerk Kezeroth realesed [member="Keira Ticon"] harshly and let her drop from his face height of 8ft. Was a drop for some but she was a Ataru user after all.

" Defiant to the end... I like that!" he spouted and placed his helmet back on. Once it was snug he looked down at her laughing. Pointing a finger at her the Gen'Dat stated " When you become free to the point where your very existence is an act of rebellion, Girl.. " He scowled and paused slightly. " That is when you will be on my playing field." He kept his finger pointed at her and realesed some of the Dark side energy that was his own. His words and Energy were chosen wisely as he adored tickling and tempting the minds of others to the Darkside of the Force and serving its Very Will, but enough was enough. Backing away slowly he chuckled and smiled with Malice. Wether or not she wanted to act was on her the Gen'Dai was ready for more action if need be and his right hand crackled with sparks of lightning to show for it.

It was a Mental Wager he had done before on Jedi, Force lightning was a Darkside manifestation and could only be learned by taking in that very energy with the intent of desire for more power. If [member="Keira Ticon"] continued there was no doubt in Kezeroths mind that he would use the ability if and only she attacked. If she did not he would continue to slowly back up and soon exit the arena.

[member="Keira Ticon"]

 

[Keira Priest]

Once released Keira twisted in the air so that she landed on her feet, again doing a mental count of any and all injuries on her part, noting when a flash of pain coursed through her left arm that it was either broken in one or several places, or the bone itself was crushed. The former didn't bother her, as it only meant keeping her arm in a sling, but getting a cybernetic hadn't been in her plans. Time would only tell how bad it was, though for now, she knew when she was beaten. With her saber arm out of commission the odds were only worse, and already she'd pushed herself far enough.

So his taunts were only met with silence from her as her hands hung open at her sides, making no move to either attack or defend, her primary focus keeping her left arm stable. "I don't know about you, but I'm about done with the fight. Some of us aren't fortunate enough to have nearly instantaneous healing abilities, believe it or not. And if you were kind enough to completely crush the bone then I'll have to see about getting a new arm, so I already have plenty to keep me busy."

The wave of dark side energy was received with the utmost resistance from her, and she simply shook her head. "You aren't going to be the first person to try that, but I appreciate the offer. After seeing what it did to you, I'm fine right where I am." No matter how physically beaten she was, the last thing she would do was let him think that he'd defeated her completely.

"I have a name, by the way. It's Keira Ticon." The last name he would recognize, there was almost no doubt in her mind about that, but she didn't think it would carry much weight with this particular foe. "Let's call it a day, huh?" A grimace passed across her face, and she reached up with her good arm to gently probe the burn on her jaw, already knowing that it would scar. The fight had turned out a bit more serious than she'd imagined, but in her mind, she was all the better for it.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

The sparks of light faded from his hands and the Gen'Dai smiled the fight just showed how twisted and insane he really was inside. He made a mental note on her resistance to the Darkside and turned around to walk away. " Ticon.... A Familiar name probably with high renown. He knew of Ticon's he just didn't really know who they all were. " And by the way.. I also have a name. Its Mr.Malice at your service!" he said chuckling and bowed to her as if she was royalty only to tilt his gaze up and nod. " For the right price..." you could feel his smile after those words, Kezeroth stood back up straight and turned around amused of the events that occurred.

Walking toward the exit slow he shouted " Your asking my permission to quit, Ha! I guess ill leave you to lick your wounds... Fething Wurm!" he snarled with his last insult and fell into the shadow of the Arena's Exit. The crowd was of mixed emotions at this point some loved the fight and others were upset at the performance of it all. The Fight separated those who cared for the fighters and those who didn't.

[member="Keira Ticon"]

(( OOC: That ended up being good character development for me, I Look forward to fighting you again as a Knight ))