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Private Festering



Valery Noble Valery Noble

Forced onto the backfoot, the dynamic of their duel had shifted so soon after it started. Rakaan motioned to deflect her strikes with a matched swiftness, all in order to ensure his limbs remained unsevered. It not at least unscorched from the sheer heat of her violet blade. It almost felt reminscient, however, Rakaan noted in the midst of his efforts - of the duels shared with herself and other Jedi, those when death was not so much as an idea. To train, to become better, without so much as a clue this was their ultimate use.

Rakaan had made a near-identical move to her own from before. One the strikes had seen the two blades locked and left them in a stalemate. He motioned forwards with his full force, all in a bid to create the briefest of openings. His foot rose off of the ground and extended outward in a powerful thrust, aimed for Valery's centre.

"You wouldn't be so lucky." He wryly remarked, then reached out with the Force to snatch the holocron from the table. It soared across in an instant and into his hand, before the Imperial took a few steps out of the vault and into rest of the Jedi Temple ruins; the scars of the war so clear, so present, unlike the once-hidden vault that was left undisturbed.

 

Location: Coruscant
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Weapon:
Lightsabers (2)
Tag: Rakaan Horne Rakaan Horne

She felt the tide of this battle shifting.

The passive approach from before had been effective at keeping him at bay, but it would have been extremely difficult to actually gain the upper hand using it. With her current assault though, she was putting a lot of pressure on him, and slowly but surely, she began to feel that if she kept it up, an opening to finish the fight would soon present itself. But of course, not without some counter-attacks from Rakaan — the Form he used was, after all, known for them.

It happened in similar fashion to her own attempt at removing the momentum from his attack. Their blades ended up in a lock, and a powerful kick was sent towards her. For a brief instant, she considered raising her knee to block it, but there was too much risk to it, and so she called on her Bakuuni Hand training again to pulse the Force through her body. His foot connected with her stomach, and while it knocked her back and briefly folded her over, it would have felt like kicking a wall of steel.


"Ungh..." she gritted her teeth and flashed him a grin to show she was fine. "You won't keep this up for long," she then commented in return while he summoned the Holocron to his hand. The thought to pull on it with the Force was there, but she didn't want to destroy the object between their use of telekinetics.

So instead, right after he retrieved it and moved into the hallway, Valery extended an arm and pulled on the man's legs instead, hoping to send him falling forward to eat marble.


 
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Valery Noble Valery Noble

“There’s no limit on what I can do,“ Rakaan answered with an idle twirl of his white bladed lightsaber between their bouts, a brief moment of nothingness stirred between the two for now, and his voice remained thick with confidence. It bordered on arrogance.

He felt a shift in the air, though. It became dense, heavier, thick once her arm reached out with the Force. The Imperial felt the harsh pull on his two braced legs, dragged forwards and closer towards Valery. They threatened to buckle beneath him before he fell down to his knee and strained against it, struggling to remain afloat. All until he was swept from them, thrown into his side only for his head to crash into the cracked tiles. Similarly to Valery’s own wound, Rakaan found a bleeding cut on his face. But again, much like her, the adrenaline ensured it was a wound to take notice of at a later time.

Rakaan extended his holocron wielding hand out towards one of the many fractured pillars in the hall, severed and reduced to half its original size. Still sizeable enough, however, both thick and heavy. With gritted teeth, Rakaan seized it with the Force and waved his arm across towards the Jedi Master, sending the pillar on a collision course for her, all whilst he lay there on the floor.


 

Location: Coruscant
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Weapon:
Lightsabers (2)
Tag: Rakaan Horne Rakaan Horne

"I liked you better when you weren't so arrogant."

She gritted her teeth and while he resisted her pulling his legs from underneath him, she persisted with all the strength she could use without literally tearing his legs apart. As much as she wanted to take him down so he could be restrained, she didn't want to go that far and had the self-control to make sure it wouldn't happen. It did mean that quite a struggle followed, but after a moment or two, she finally managed to send him to the ground.

To watch him hit the hard surface with his head brought a brief frown to her face, but it faded quickly as she felt a tremor of significant danger in the Force. His hand extended and to her side, she watched a heavy and already unstable pillar crack until it moved into a collision course with her. It caused the woman's eyes to widen and in response, she shifted her lightsaber to a single-handed grip so she could extend the other and slow down the massive pillar before it could connect.


"Rakaan..." she looked at him as the stress from the pillar's weight rested on her through the Force, "...it's never too late," she said almost with pleading eyes before she turned, disengaged her lightsaber, and used the 2nd hand to take control of the pillar. To just throw it wildly or make it explode was easy enough with a single hand, but to be careful and take it fully under control was much easier if she used both.

The only problem was that it left her exposed, giving him a chance to either make a move against her or take the opportunity to run and distance himself. But again, deep down, Valery remained hopeful for a different path for him. She had felt something at the start of their clash when it just began to get serious, and she couldn't shrug it off.


 
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Valery Noble Valery Noble

The former Jedi had thrown himself onto his feet from the marble floor, cracked and shattered with droplets of his blood trickled onto it from his strained and focused features. He watched as Master Noble made use of both hands to slow and deflect the pillar Rakaan has thrown towards her with reckless abandon. In contrast to her pleading eyes, a stern look settled in his own.

It’s too late,” Rakaan confirmed as the Force swirled around him, within him, alongside the brief closure of his eyes. As if at peace. He stepped forwards into a deep lunge with his arms outstretched, facing towards the vulnerable Jedi, and have way for a mighty Force push intended to send Valery off of her feet and flung towards, if not into or through, the wall.

 

Location: Coruscant
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Weapon:
Lightsabers (2)
Tag: Rakaan Horne Rakaan Horne

With some considerable effort, Valery was able to not only slow down the pillar that had been sent her way but take full control of it as well. She slowly lowered it to prevent it from causing more damage or becoming a hazard, but it wasn't fast enough. She felt the rise in Force energy from the man and knew what was coming. It was something she had accepted when she made the decision to handle the pillar this way. But deep down, she had hoped he wouldn't — it had been a test of his character.

A test that was going to hurt quite a bit.

In her current position, there was nothing Valery could do, and the wave of Force energy crashed into her body, sending her flying through the air until her body hit an already fractured wall. It broke on impact and a large amount of dust was kicked up, as it collapsed all around the woman, who was now motionless on the floor. But after a few moments, several pained coughs echoed through the hall and slowly but surely, Valery pushed herself up to hands and knees.

Her face and bare arms were covered in cuts, bruises, and blood, but her strength hadn't faded. Deep within, a fire had ignited from the attack he decided to make, but she was keeping it suppressed for now,
"I'm sorry things had to be this way..." she said through a few heavy breaths, "I hope..." she paused and winced as she raised herself to her feet. "One day things can be different."

Valery summoned the hilt of her lightsaber back into her hand but didn't ignite it, and just looked in his direction with a more pained expression. But there was no real weakness in her eyes, and so it quickly transitioned into a far more heated glare.


 
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Valery Noble Valery Noble

Rakaan had not motioned forwards for a second round, no charging onslaught or flurry of strikes, to see another back and forth of sabers and the Force collide against one another in an endless bout until one tired the other too much to continue. He stood there, absent so much as a combative stance.

Stay down,” the man commanded, “It’s over. It’s done.

His voice once more so full of self-assured confidence, so certain of his success, even as his blade still thrummed with life and pale light - the holocron, idle in his other hand and left loose by his side. Pity overcame him, the beginnings of that same shame and guilt resurfaced and the need to silence and suppress it returned to Rakaan. An act he was all too familiar with, if not sadly skilled with by now.

I’m leaving now.” He turned on his heel with sweat across his brow, blood on his face, and torn clothes across his form. His head turned over his shoulder mid-stride, “Don’t follow me.

 

Location: Coruscant
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Valery chuckled and huffed a little at his command,
"If you think it's that easy, you don't know me very well," she said and despite just flying through a wall, she seemed remarkably okay. It had been a calculated risk, and so she had been able to soften the impact enough to prevent any major injuries. Paired with the Force helping her push through anything she felt in the moment, the Jedi Master wasn't one taken down easily, and she surely wasn't going to let some old student be the one.

"There's no way out," Valery assured him as he began to run and while she did follow him, her pace wasn't quite as fast. Intentionally so, because the moment he went through the hallway, a pair of Guards appeared and drew their lightsabers, "Cease hostilities!" one called while Valery appeared behind Rakaan in the hallway, her violet blade drawn low on her side, and her eyes even more intense than before.

It had a certain aura to it that made the sudden shift in temperature feel very strange. The closer she got, the warmer it felt within the Temple, as a result of her somewhat unintentional touch of the Force.


"There is one way out, Rakaan. Give me the holocron and I'll let you go," she said, to the surprise of the guards but none questioned her at this moment — they trusted her judgment.


 
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Valery Noble Valery Noble

Guards. His emotions had risen, and with all the fire that burned inside, Rakaan wished for a moment to crush them; see them raised with the Force and reduced to no more than a mess of flesh and blood. But no matter his actions seconds before, Rakaan was no monster. Just a man, lost on the road and in need of directions but far too stubborn to listen to them. Had it been too late, some small bit of him wondered, or was the chance to redeem himself still there buried beneath all the mess?

His short few motions from Noble had seen his blade retreat into the hilt, now confronted with three foes rather than one. He turned his head over his shoulder, the side of his face seen to the Jedi Master, the warmth from her blade felt all across his back, “It’s mine, Val, and it leaves with me.

So similar to his earlier action, Rakaan seemed to have burst into a sudden blitz of movement. He found the air and in if, his blade extended and the white of it a stark contrast to the rest of their sabers. He shifted over the two guardsmen, their bodies between him and Valery. He descended on them with swift and powerful strikes, the same Noble had faced earlier, yet these two did not compare to them. He aimed to not to kill, but to wound.

 

Location: Coruscant
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Weapon:
Lightsabers (2)
Tag: Rakaan Horne Rakaan Horne

She had really hoped that dragging this fight out could have him change his mind just a little bit. He was troubled, and sometimes all it took was for someone to realize that people were willing to listen and help. But he wasn't ready yet — his stubbornness and arrogance were too strong, and to some extent, it reminded her of her younger self. Not that she was that much older than him, but she had a unique perspective to understand it wasn't the right time for change.


"Not on my wa-" she stopped, as he suddenly turned his attention away from her and jumped into the air. She felt his power surge, but more importantly, she felt his intentions echo through the Force. The two guards were barely Jedi Knights, and definitely wouldn't have been in the old days of the Republic. So when Rakaan came crashing down on them, their guards were easily shattered and both were left injured on the ground before Valery could even really react.

Her eyes widened and while Rakaan was likely moving to create distance, she crouched down beside the bodies of the two guards and frowned. They were going to live, but they did need medical attention or it could still get risky for them.
"Rakaan..." she sighed and looked up at him one last time. She wanted that Holocron back and to deal with him, but the lives of her fellow Jedi were far more important than catching him right now.

So as much as she despised it, she decided to let him go.


 


Valery Noble Valery Noble

The once-Jedi turned in tattered cloth with an almost mournful stare, so far removed from the smiles and bouts of chuckled huffs that came in the midst of their duel. For one reason or another, Rakaan failed to find the source of it - or refused to admit it, wherever the answer hid itself within him. His whit eblade retreated once more into the hilt and the cubic holocron remained idle beside him in his hand. He left the Jedi Order to continue the war on the Sith, and there two Jedi had been wounded from his own strikes; strikes that could have killed, if not careful.

But there as no time to waste. He had little doubts those two were all the ruins had on offer, and soon could swarm his location. Rakaan ran, ran off out of the ruins, into the undercities of Coruscant, forced to hide as if a rat in the sewer before his shuttle could see him returned to Imperial space. Left unaware if Master Noble was to make a detailed mention of the act, if at all, and what was to come of it. His decision to wound that duo had likely forced her hand, Rakaan admitted.

On his eventual departure from the system in order to return to his new 'home', Rakaan set his eyes on the old ruins from behind the viewport and knew that was the only place he could ever call home.

 

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