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Obra-skai, oh my

Ri'ven Gevrok

A cigarette and a gun's all you need.
Derriphan took a few steps back and then took a Teras kasi stance with his left leg moving forward as he then aimed his hand towards [member="Xavka Duquo"] as he sized him up again. With his leg slowly moving forwards he thought through the principles of Teras kasi's seeing through the enemies next move before he'd even make it, being a force sensitive using a martial art designed to see through an enemies moves and motives, not to mention developed mostly to fight force sensitives, being a force sensitive only made this skill evolve to new heights.
He moved to bring his bad leg towards Xavka's head only to switch it around as he did a flip to bring the leg coming from the side over to coming from above. This however was a simple ruse to land his leg down so he would face his back towards xavka before he'd bring his good leg shooting back towards his chest.
 
Raising his left arm, Xavka anticipated a block against Noxith's attack. Instead, all his arm uncounted was empty air as the leg changed direction, coming at him from above. Leaning backwards, so that the foot would miss, he again found the attack to be a feint as Noxith's other foot came towards his chest in a back kick. Growling slightly, Xavka lashed his right arm forwards, ignoring the searing pain form his shoulder, and latched onto the foot inches before it could impact with his chest.

He was just about to retaliate when his stomach growled lightly. Chuckling sheepishly, Xavka explained. "I haven't had a chance to eat since a few days or so before that excitement with Nhadir. What do you say we end this, since we don't know why we're fighting and go get something to eat? We can look after our wounds afterwards? What do you say?"

[member="Derriphan Itsu"]
 

Ri'ven Gevrok

A cigarette and a gun's all you need.
Derriphan laughed heartily as he removed his leg back and smiled widely. "Sure, I saw a cantina in the space port so what do you say? My treat for the first round." He said smiling his toothy grin as he gestured for [member="Xavka Duquo"] to come with him as he walked up besides him and put his arm around his shoulder. "Come on let's get something to drink and eat. I'm starving." He said with a wide grin, this was turning out to be quite the great day for him, a sparring buddy and a drinking buddy. Well that last one was a simple hope but he'd take it nonetheless.
 
After collecting all of his possessions from the snow, Xavka made to follow Noxith. Scowling slightly, Xavka shrugged his shoulders to remove the arm of his grinning soon to be drinking partner. A short distance from the doors, the Zabrak stopped for a moment before punching Noxith gently with his left fist.

"I remembered why we were fighting. Do. Not. Insult my people around me again. Understood?" He smiled a sickly sweet smile, one full of pointed teeth, before turn to stride into the warmth of the spaceport, towards where he could almost feel food and alcohol calling to him.


[member="Derriphan Itsu"]
 

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