Blood is thicker than most... (Open to Sith)

[Vahtik De'Gorrei]

"Part of me was hoping that wouldn't work. My mouth is getting tired from doing all this babbling. Any more and I'll sew my lips shut myself. Shall we call it quits? Or do you want one more chance at making me hurt? Either is fine with me." For once I was being completely honest. Even I get tired of the sound of my own voice after awhile. Teasing can be fun... but it requires a lot of talking. And I was already generally pleased with what had happened. I kept my blade pointed towards Krum though, just in case. Now, one last thing to say... "Or you can slap me, call it a victory, and we can go back to beating up robots like it's nothing." For casual flair I shrugged. Wasn't really much else to do.

[member="Cypra Krum"] [member="Nickolas Imura"]​

 

[Cypra Krum]

Again Cypra's emotions were getting the better of her with Nordii's constant words. Now she was opting for respite or more fighting. As much as she wanted to end it a part of her wanting to keep going just to prove herself. To Nordii, to the sith watching, to herself. It would be so easy to stop now, wouldn't it? And Sith were the type to usually end things as they were if it meant easy victory.

Cypra finally came to a decision and lowered her blade, walking up to Nordii and coming face-to-face with her. She looked her right in the eye before leaning forward and playing at her own game. She kissed her on the cheek and pulled pack with a smirk. She turned but then, in a quick motion, turned around again and brought her hand up to meet with the opposite cheek. She knew it was hard enough to leave a mark for now, especially after the ones she had from her.

After giving Norii a moment to recover Cypra had her hands on her hips and said "Guess that means I win."

[member="Vargent Nordii"]

 

[Vahtik De'Gorrei]

So it was possible to completely and utterly shut me up. That's good to know. Within moments both of my cheeks were a bright red. One because of a painful slap. The other because damn it she's cool. No matter what she may think of me, I had decided that I liked her. In the... respectful sort of way. It's not like I had a crush on her already. That's my roommate's job. Strange girl is always 'falling in love' left and right. Even with one of her teachers... awkward. Ahem. Either way, I was left standing there, a small smirk on my lips. Dried blood trailed from my broken nose, down my red cheeks, and stopped just by my chin. Krum was the first person to get me this bloody since I arrived here. Something told me this wouldn't be the last time we fought. Whatever there was between us, it didn't seem like it was gonna end anytime soon.

Not that I minded.

[member="Cypra Krum"] [member="Nickolas Imura"]​

 

[Lucifer Erebus]

Lucifer loved the smell of the Academy, the pungent odor of raw Dark Side power flowing undisciplined, the thickness of the aroma of blood in the air, he loved it. As he was wandering the halls, he heard sounds of fighting from the training room, a sparring match no doubt, Lucifer was intrigued by the mere thought of comparing his strength to anothers, hopefully someone here could challenge him. He walked into the room and saw two females finishing up a fight, he just casually leaned on the arch of the entrance waiting for his turn to be noticed.

 

[Garza]

Watching the two fighting, was nothing less than enjoyable. Either of them were using anger and emotions to fuel their fighting styles. More so, it was the woman clad in black who used her emotions. While yes she was using them, she was not using them correctly. Everyone expected the Sith to be brutes who use a saber to beat the shit out of anyone, and everyone with their eyes full of fury and anger. The difference between a Knight, and an Acolyte, is the ability to use your anger, or emotions in a form that best helped you in a fight.

Berserking is great in the idea that you are willing to fight until your death, but it was hazardous to your health, number one. Two, you could injure or even kill people on your own side. Not the best way to be known as the berserker that attacked his own team instead of the enemies. Number three, You dying off alone, would not impact others all that much. However if hundreds of thousands of people did this every battle, we would not be here in the first place.

As a new student was walking in, I spoke up enough for the two women to hear me.

"You are controlling your emotions poorly." The saber in my hand still being thrown into the air, this time when I caught it, one end ignited in a backwards grip. "Use your emotions to fuel you, but not control you." Walking forward, A few of the droids body parts flew at not just one, but both of the women. Instigating the fight between the three of us. "Use your anger and hatred to power your functions."

I smiled brightly, my long raven black hair pushed from my face with my right hand. "Now ladies, I know both of you had problems. Most notable you, sugar-tits." looking to the woman with the skin tight black body suit. Clearly she didn't think the uniform was only for fighting? Surely she knew as a Sith, seduction and flattery actually went a long way. "Come to your daddy."

Yes I had noticed the man enter the room, but as I knew nothing of him, I could not talk to him. Likely it was that he may have been a knight himself. However, I doubted that as how he hung back and clearly was trying to look impressive. Which was not working on me. Now if the two women decided to fight me either one by one, or both at the same time. I wouldn't mind. It's not like I was known for much in the fighting world other than my two entries into tournaments where I beat a Sith Knight and stood toe to toe with probably the best Master Saberwoman in the Galaxy.

[member="Lucifer Erebus"], [member="Vargent Nordii"], [member="Cypra Krum"],

 

[Cypra Krum]

With the appearance of two new people into the are Cypra had first sensed the arrival of another apprentice. She saw him watching from the doorway and shot him an odd look. As if she didn't have enough dealings with Nordii to handle without guys like him keeping an eye on her. Or maybe he was just enjoying the scene of a cat-fight between the two of them. Not that it was anything truly appealing when you think about it.

But then came the arrival of the knight that had been watching for the entire time. Upon his entering Cypra had bowed, unaware of what he was going to do. Even as he berated her for letting her emotions control her instead of fuel her Cypra said nothing. Though she did look up when he'd called her "sugar-tits". She'd been called....worse.

The sudden rush of more droid body parts had instigated her to draw her blade up in defense before slicing the ones that came directly for her. She waited until both she and Nordii were clear before looking to her. This had taken an odd turn as now Cypra wasn't sure if it was a matter of fighting with Nordii or just trying to prove herself on her own. After everything the two had gone through Cypra wasn't exactly interested in waiting for her to make her own choices. The knight wanted more out of her then she'd give it.

Cypra rushed forward to make contact with Imura's blade before jumping back and rushing again. She was trying to probe him with one attack after another before jumping back to a safe distance. She went from one side to the next and even tried jumping overhead to try from the back. She'd continued this despite Nordii or the actions of the other Sith boy present.

[member="Nickolas Imura"] [member="Lucifer Erebus"] [member="Vargent Nordii"]

 

[Vahtik De'Gorrei]

Yet another person found themselves watching what surely had been the acolyte battle-of-the-century. That was an exaggeration, by the way. The tall, dark man was soon forgotten. Another audience member had already stepped forward. Already he was proving himself to be quite adequate at spouting out little quips. I hoped that wasn't his only skill. My unanswered questions soon found their uncertainties satisfied. Droid scraps were being force-flung at me. So, in a matter of a second or two, I pulled out my blasted-blue-bladed weapon, ignited it, and defended. While I had hoped to at least get my face cleaned up before continuing to train, I didn't necessarily mind all that much. Now it was time to really prove myself. And while I wasn't going to rely on 'Sugar-Tits' or my own snarky responses, I felt the need to add one, just one mind you, statement to the mix. "My dad's dead." Step forward, enter stance, smirk, finish line. "To me." Attack. Already Krum was moving at the Sith Knight. While she (hopefully) kept him occupied, I reached out with the force, feeling around for strong emotions. Who would fuel me this time? Ah, yes... there was fear in the air. Someone had used it to rouse the other apprentices. Some were more scared than others. It was rather enjoyable. Feeling their distress practically make my bones shake.

This was going to be fun.

With a newly found spring in my step I dashed forward. Quickly I slid to the right, entering a spin before slashing my blade at the man's back. With his choice of grip, it could easily be blocked... but might leave enough of an opening for Krum to act. That pleased me. To close this act of combat I slid back (using a technique I had been taught back at the temple) and placed my blade in a diagonal position. My piece, the final of act 1, was done. It was time for the other two to lead us into part 2.

[member="Cypra Krum"] [member="Nickolas Imura"]​

 

[Garza]

I smiled as both of the women came at me. Listening partly to the blind words spoken about not having a dad. My saber came up to defend myself. I aimed to attack but after the woman jumped back, I knew what she was doing. Testing me to see my style of attack. As she came in for the third time, our blades connected, while my right hand rose up, behind her a wall of earth and stone rose up behind her. Stopping her from moving. It was without another forethought that I send a powerful force push at her chest to potentially send her through the wall. With the very close distance between the both of us, it was very possible.

Feeling a twinge on my left side, I flipped my saber around as the Miraluka came after me as well. She was aiming to flank me. Flicking my saber around, I barely blocked the saber off from my side. She was smart to do that, Coming around me when my other opponent was on one side. By having to fight on two fronts, I would be challenged. However, I wanted to see how they would to react to a smarter opponent. Instead of continuing an attack, My off hand sent a force push in her direction. A small attempt to keep her at a distance. Jumping back away from them, keeping distance between myself and the two women.

"Tell me Surgar-tits, does mommy know you're a Sith?" Simply talking to her. While it may have no seemed like much, it would all add up. Every little time, I would try to get her mad at me. Increasingly so. I wanted to see her like when she fought with the converted Jedi.

 

[Cypra Krum]

Having felt his force work through the ground beneth her feet Cypra didn't know what to expect. However she realized it when a wall of earth formed behind her just as she tried to advance away. Obviously this Sith was adapting to her skills. If for nothing else she was able to hold her own when he sent a force push towards her. Though the actual resistance of it had sent her skidded back and eventually hitting the wall, leaving a small crack in it.

She fell to one knee while trying to recover, giving him time to deal with Nordii, before eventually catching her breath and standing. As she did she held her blade out, pointed forward, before circling him. Again he'd called her 'sugar-tits' and it was starting to be as annoying as Nordii's constant bantering. But then he tried to provoke her with the talk about Cypra's mother, which she wasn't falling for this time.

She remained silent as she circled him while waiting for Nordii to make a move instead of her. Once she did Cypra stepped in to try and attack from behind, first with her blade and then, failing that, trying to kick him in the back to send him to the ground where she'd tried to pin him like she'd done before.

[member="Nickolas Imura"] [member="Vargent Nordii"] [member="Lucifer Erebus"]

 

[Vahtik De'Gorrei]

This time Krum wasn't getting angry. Interesting. Though she did seem irritated at the second use of the name 'Sugar-Tits'. Part of me wanted to tell her to use her anger, and keep a hold of it, but I figured it wouldn't help either of us in the current situation. Plus I had a force push to deal with. Mr. Quip (I had decided to give the unknown Knight a nickname) was strong enough, that even with the distance between us, I was still forced another meter or two back. That was okay with me. Because the droids Quip had thrown were now broken into pieces, scattered around. It's ballistikinesis time. If I had eyes, they'd be closed right now. Instead I furrowed my eyebrows in focus. While Krum circled him I started lifting up as many parts of shrapnel as I could. One hand reached out, palm upward, facing him. And then it snapped shut. Instantly the scraps shot towards him from several angles. The accuracy of the move was questionable, and there was a chance my partner would get hit, but it would hopefully at least distract him. Shortly after Krum shot back into action, going to strike at his back. Knowing we'd need to work as a time to win I went to help. Speed was something I was good at. I used the force to pick up a larger chunk of rubble, lifted it, and force-kicked it towards his chest. To back that up I continued forward and faked a strike to his shoulder, leaving myself obviously open to a counterattack. One I was planning on being able to deflect.

[member="Cypra Krum"] [member="Nickolas Imura"]​

 

[Garza]

I smiled lightly as the woman was silent, but oh so clearly irritated. Good. I was getting closer to my goal. I paid attention. Once more, they tried to go around my sides, however, slowly. inching me to look between them, I smiled as the left side felt a pooling of energy. Turning to her, I could see items start to lift off the ground. Knowing they would be thrown at me, I smiled. Raising my hand once more, A wall about a meter long, and two meters high rose up from the ground to my side. To which I turned my back to it and faced "Sugar" who came at me. My red saber came up once more to block the attack, however the kick I was not expecting. Hit back into the wall I had just made, The woman lunged after me. I smiled. Sidestepping at the last second, while pulling on her with the force to continue moving. Trying to slam her into the wall. I mean, what would piss you off more than being smacked in the face with rock?

Spinning around to look for the other female who was fighting me, I found her to come after me by throwing more items at me. I smiled brightly as I brought my saber down hard as I walked forward. Cutting at an angle at the rubble piece. Cutting it in such a fashion that pushed the two halves away from my body and to slide on the ground behind me. She came in for an attack against me as well. While she then faked it, I smiled, my off hand then sending not a blast of a force push, but a blast of a fiery ball in the form of a solid to launch at her stomach. Not just once, but twice! In rapid succession!

For earth and fire shaping, you had two fighting styles. Earth was a resilience style. Meant for taking hit after hit yet still standing, while fire was a form for fast strikes, powerful blows, and was considered for use in the "heat" of battle. Because I had been using my earthen powers, now I moved to my Fiery forms. Continuing to strike after the two shots of fire towards the woman's chest, I lashed out with two strikes to each of her shoulders. It was in the follow through that the second end of the Sith Lightsaber activated that I went into a flurry of strikes that aimed to chop her into a billion pieces. Only, the power of the saber was toned down to only leave bruises and minor burns should I actually hit her.

Which was likely.

[member="Vargent Nordii"], [member="Cypra Krum"], [member="Lucifer Erebus"]

 

[Lucifer Erebus]

Lucifer was just standing in the archway, watching as the two women fought a man who was obviously their better. He chuckled to himself as they kept being repelled from him. Lucifer thought this man must be of a higher rank than the rest of them, maybe he was a master? The only question is why he was visiting the academy, the most likely reason being that he might be looking for an apprentice or just looking to bully some of the new sith. Either way this man obviously exerted a great amount of prowess in his fighting ability, taking on two combatants by just himself. Lucifer played with the thought of joining in, but he would prefer not to be dependent on others, so he just stood back waiting his turn.

Lucifer decided that while he was waiting he might as well fight some of the practice droids, he placed the droids on one of the higher difficulty settings. As the droids came close to him, he pulled out his lightsaber and dashed over to the two nearest droids. He destroyed one by impaling it on his lightsaber, stabbing it right through the chest, the other he crushed with his bare hand. He then threw his lightsaber at the third droid and destroyed the last droid by savagely tearing out it's circuits, although retaining a somewhat graceful poise while doing so.

[member="Nickolas Imura"] [member="Vargent Nordii"] [member="Cypra Krum"]

 

[Cypra Krum]

When Cypra tried to attack again while Imura's back was turned she tried an overhead slash, only for him to step to the side before she could reach him. She turned only to be met with a kick into the chest and hitting against the wall again. Both impacts were hard on her, forcing her to her knees as she felt the wind knocked out from her. She gasped and coughed as she tried to regain herself while Nordii had to face against his fire abilities.

As she watched Cypra could feel the actual heat from the fire conjured by the force. It was glorious. She wanted that power. That was the type of thing she expected from the Sith, the means to wield raw power in her hands and use it against her enemies. She wanted to be stronger than anyone else if it meant having revenge.

When she finally got to her feet Cypra stood defensive and waited for Imura to bring his attention back to her. She tried playing to Nordii's tactics and used the force in a quick motion to fling the nearest rock towards him. Trying to use that distraction she sped forward to feint a sweep from the right, instead trying to hit from the left instead.

[member="Lucifer Erebus"] [member="Nickolas Imura"] [member="Vargent Nordii"]

 

[Vahtik De'Gorrei]

Damn it! This guy was good. Everything we threw at him just seemed to bounce off. Like we were Nexu cubs and he was a karking Rancor. A pissed off Rancor at that! So far it felt like we hadn't even scratched the damn guy. Guess that's why he's the Knight (or master, I'm not so sure anymore) and we're the apprentices. My attempt at tricking him only resulting in him force push- wait, force pushes don't burn. Feth. This guy can play with fire?!? At this point there didn't seem to be any chance at all that I, even teamed up with Krum, could beat him. Especially with a burnt stomach. Maybe if I just... ah-ha! I managed to escape the brunt of his secondary fire attacks by trying to alter the air-flow around the flame, while simultaneously sliding the hell out of there. And then his next strikes came flying towards me. They were rapid, fast, but their quickness left less time to assure they actually hit. It was a simple slash, slash, slash, repeat. Being quick meant not bothering to check how well you were actually doing. Generally. Yet he still managed to avoid my blade enough times to burn through the left shoulder-strap of my tank top.

It was time to pull a partial abscond. Blocking (somehow) one last hit I pushed my saber against his, pushing off of it once more. This time I sprung off the ground as to try and clear any rock he tried to pull up behind me. By now I was beat up pretty badly for a sparring match. How the hell had Krum managed to avoid getting hurt as much as I had?!? Maybe I was just a little to good at being the distraction. "Hey Sugar-Tits! Your mom was a whore! Whatever the hell the Jedi did to her, she fething deserved it!" Bad idea #28: Piss of your fighting partner. Good idea #109: Use your partner's anger to your advantage. "You pissed yet? Or did your mother not teach you that it's okay to fight back? Was she to busy dancing on poles?" I was trying to stay back, jumping, sliding, and dashing to keep away from Quip. Part three of my horrible plan was about to take place. I needed to stay away from this guy. "You'll be just like her one day. Forgetting about your innocence for the sake of a few pitiful credits! Unless you learn to use your anger! Hate me! Hate this guy! Hate the Jedi! But control it! Use it to strike him down!"

Or at least try to... this was probably my last chance to not completely fail today.

[member="Cypra Krum"] [member="Nickolas Imura"] [member="Lucifer Erebus"]​

 

[Garza]

One of the things I had was endurance. I could last a very long time in a battle. Considering that I was a more force centric fighter, Most force powers I could intercept or avoid. Things like throwing rocks and stones and debris at me was nothing. I had trained since the age of 18 to combat all that I could with the force before the use of a saber. Like right now, The reason of using a flurry of strikes with the double bladed style was to keep the combatant away from the thought of trying to hit back at me. Getting into a saberlock, the woman then pushed up on me, and then jumped over. I let her do so as I needed to change.

My saber shut off, however I was still armed. As one shut off, another activated. My double saber was mostly used for simple bouts and for easy use of sparing. However, it seemed this would become more than just a spar. While the double bladed saber was put up, a single black blade came from my right hand. As the blade snapped to life, the area around me seemed to become darker in the force. My saber was a creation built to be used in real battles. Influencing myself to have a better connection to the dark side of the force for me. I smiled turning around to see "Sugar" launch herself at me again.

Only with another rock coming my direction, I grabbed it with my own force powers, and threw it right back to her. With her rushing me already, and my pushing the rubble back at her, A collision was possible, interrupting her idea of trying to hit me. All while the converted Jedi tried to make the woman angry. My left arm lashed out to her. Closing her mouth with the force. "Use it to strike him do-" I only smirked, "Put a pin in that. We don't need a blind trying to show something even they can't see."

[member="Vargent Nordii"], [member="Cypra Krum"], [member="Lucifer Erebus"],

 

[Cypra Krum]

Cypra ran into the rock she'd thrown, going into her gut. It hit hard and made her fall down again, onto her knees and making her drop her weapon. She felt she was done. She couldn't give anymore now that she'd taken too much abuse to her body as it was. She held her stomach to try and ease it as she felt like she was going to vomit.

But then Nordii had started berating her again. She went back to calling her mother a whore and then saying how she was screwed by a Jedi before being left. More and more insults were getting to Cypra as she tried to resist. Obviously it wasn't working as her emotions were already at a boiling point with the pain she was taking from fighting Imura. She was fed up to where her eyes started blazing as she looked up at her, even after he'd shut her up.

Her eyes were practically on fire as she stood, ignoring all her pain and giving a violent yell. All of her pent up anger had formed with her dark force powers into a grand pulse that was certainly heavy enough to cause a small tremor. All around would feel it one way or another but Cypra didn't care. She didn't even plan on using it for anything, just a means of exhilarating herself before running towards Nordii.

She pushed past Imura while yelling "Shut up! Shut up! Shut! The! Hell! UP!" before jumping on her and using her own hands to beat her and try to strangle her.

 

[Vahtik De'Gorrei]

And just like that she forgot who we were supposed to be fighting. Her anger was incredible. No longer was her outline plain or simple. It lit up like a flame- much like what had just injured me. Krum became a blindingly bright shape, rushing towards me, seeming to take up all of my 'sight'. Before I could react she was upon me. Fists slammed into my body, strong hits tearing at the patches of burned flesh. All I could do was stare. What she was showing me felt so... intimate. Of course it felt differently for her. But I'm an Empath. This was like her sitting me down, opening up her mouth, and telling me everything she had ever been through. It hurt more than all of her punches combined. Such a thing, such a moment, was not a light thing. Krum's rage was more than I could take. "Get off, you prick. You know what I did? That's called strategy. Look it up. I pissed you off for a reason. If you ever, and I mean ever, want to be a real, honest-to-god Sith, you need to learn to use you fething anger correctly. I am a blind queen, and even I can see you're doing this wrong. Now get off, or you're gonna learn how a real woman hits." Both of my hands reached up. One went to her shoulder, trying to push her off, the other went straight for a pressure point on her stomach. This would be over soon.

Or I'd make it end.

Though I looked angry on the outside... I was actually nervous. My social anxiety was killing me, what was left of my asthma was starting to flair up, and there were more emotions in this span of five minutes than I could usually handle in an hour. I wanted practice, but not like this. Something was stirring inside of me (not love, you weirdo). This was going to end very, very badly for at least one of us. I was sure of that. Clenching my teeth and thrusting my hand at her stomach again I waited for her to respond. Part of me wondered if anyone was going to try and stop us from killing each other.

[member="Nickolas Imura"] [member="Cypra Krum"] [member="Lucifer Erebus"]​

 

[Lucifer Erebus]

Lucifer was just about to leave when he saw one of the girls run past the knight screaming, she then jumped on the other and savagely assaulted her. Lucifer ran over and tried to take the girl on top off of the other before one of the overseers had to come down here and had to sort this out, that would be against Lucifer's preferences. The girl refused to get off of the other, so Lucifer pulled with all of his might. "Just get off, you aren't going to kill her, not while we're in the academy!" Lucifer was trying to calm her down so that she would stop this attack.

[member="Vargent Nordii"] [member="Cypra Krum"] [member="Nickolas Imura"]

 

[Garza]

I raised my eyebrow as the woman charged at the other. I smiled at the fight they were having. I would allow the two women to fight. Learn from one another. That was the purpose of this. it was when another student came over that my left hand lashed out. Using the force to pull him away from the two women.

"Let them settle it themselves. Nobody is going to die. Go back to destroying droids."

I smiled. Back to facing the women, I spoke, "Control it." Pushing my mind into that of sugar, I began to try and use force trick. Influencing her, "Control your emotions. Don't let them control you. If you kill this woman, then I will not be so kind in killing you."

[member="Vargent Nordii"], [member="Cypra Krum"], [member="Lucifer Erebus"],

 

[Cypra Krum]

In her blind fury Cypra didn't pay enough attention to what was going on. First the other acolyte had stepped in and tired to pull her off, only for her to turn and push him off of her before going back to Nordii. This had opened Nordii to hit her in the gut yet again, and that had done it. She took too many and finally fell onto her back and holding her stomach in pain. Enough pain had finally set in to where she rolled over and vomited nearby.

When her breakfast was finished she fell back to the ground in a dulled state from the sudden energy flux in her. Heated rage turned to violent regurgitation could do a lot to the body. Then Imura's messages came into her head and she could barley focus on them. She couldn't tell if they were real or part of her dazed state but she didn't care. Not anymore. She was done....for now.

[member="Nickolas Imura"] [member="Lucifer Erebus"] [member="Vargent Nordii"]