One, Two, I'm in a fight, Three, Four, What'll I do?

[Garza]

Annaj.

Not the best place to be, but it was the capitol of the Fringe Confederation. It was a long time ago during the creation that my brother, Morna, had aided in building up the fringe as it is today. Truthfully I hated, yet I loved my brother. He had done a lot of things that I hated. Leaving me, not coming back, and when he did find out about me, he didn't write, no calls, or any kind of contact before he died. However, I still loved him because he was family. He was my brother and he fought in a war to protect his wife. That was selflessness. Being able to give up your own life for the betterment of others? Good thing he did that, because I am just the opposite.

I was in one work, a prick. I liked to mess with people. It was fun to see them sweat and cower. It was enjoyment for me to see people in pain at times. Other times, I didn't like it. There was a hidden side to me. And only two people in the entire galaxy knew of it. And that was my family. Lexa Imura, my sister-in-law, and my girlfriend, Aerin. Those were the only two people that I actually cared for.

I wouldn't allow anyone to see it here either.

A small adjustment on my Lotek'k jacket, and it fit over my shoulders perfectly. I liked it how when I bought this at such a reduced price that it had been tailored to my form, as well, the symbol of a Dragon carved in on the back. Looking like the symbol was etched into the leather by fire. My brother was known as the Phoenix. A bird that was reborn from the Ashes of the dead. He restarted our family back to a proper legacy. Now it was my turn to keep it going strong. To do that, it needed to be on strong wings. A set of wings that would keep it up, and allow our fiery heritage to grow. And that was the flames of a dragon.

More over, the Arkanian Dragon. Flames could be spouted, and the scales were harder than any type of weapon up to blasters, and even a vibrosword. Grenades seemed to no damage at all either. And both Morna and I were known to be tough force users. He had used his body as a shield for a grenade. I had fallen from a height well over 20 stories. Yet we were both alive at the time.

Walking towards the training grounds, an open Parthenon like structure, I walked past the pillars to see others fighting with training swords, sabers, and even ranged weapons like pistols and rifles. Looking among them, I wanted to find someone who could test my hardieness. Oh who would it be.

Oh who would it be.

[member="Anders Sivas"],

 

[Yasha Cadera]

I am no dragon, nor being of fire. I can't stand fire, it hurts when it burns and what's the point of an open fire when we have these things called electric heaters and sweaters and I'm off on a tangent again. Where did that come from? I have no idea. I never have the idea of where the thoughts come until they're right up next to my body and oh- there it is.

[member="Nickolas Imura"] is spouting an empathic welcome sign for anybody who is itching for a fight. I'm itching but that's more 'cause there's this spot on the bottom of my foot I can't get at and it's really starting to aggravate the heck out of me, gosh! My SC-1 Battle Droid Bodyguard Bucket puts its hand on my shoulder and pulls me to the side. "Wah! Bucket, what're . . oh. Oh sorry! Didn't . . . I didn't I just didn't. Sorry."

I'd stopped to fix my shoe and near ploughed straight in to the man in the amazingly detailed leather jacket. "Woa, where'd you get that, dude? Pretty swank. Name's Anders. You come here often?"

Why am I starting up a conversation with the man who looks about ready to burn Annaj to the ground? Bucket grabs my arm and pulls me back another inch or two, tipping its' fedora. "Sorry, Sir. Boss and I were just leaving."

"Bucket, I've got to get a duel in some time. Here's better than in the middle of a war zone, don't you think? I just have to find somebody who isn't going to chop my head off. Literal head choppage, the figurative stuff I can handle."

The droid gives an undulated electronic trill, which I've come to realize is a sigh. "What?"

 

[Garza]

What the...?

Taking a good look at the rather large droid that was almost throwing around this individual who had ran into me, it was kind of hard to tell the difference if this was a woman trying to look like a guy, or a guy who was not quite straight in the relationship department. I looked down at my jacket when he, or she? commented on it being "pretty swank" I rolled my left shoulder and nodded to him as he looked for me to fight him. His droid bodyguard was advising him not to get into a fight, Pulling out my lightsaber, I turned the dial down to be that of a training saber.

Only, I had a double bladed lightsaber. "If you wish for a spar, then we can. I just want to make sure that even if I breath on your wrong your guard here won't smash my face in." I turned to the two meter tall droid. Clearly he could pack a punch, and I was not about to find out how much that hurt. Fighting a droid was very much different than fighting a flesh target.

[member="Anders Sivas"]

 

[Yasha Cadera]

My first fight I grabbed the sword at the wrong end. I'm hoping this time around I figure out the right one before I get bifurcated with a training saber. That is, if Bucket will let me. I catch [member="Nickolas Imura"] eyeing me with that familiar glimmer of confusion and figure I might as well keep him guessing. "Bucket, see? Mr. Dragon Jacket will not take my head off. I'll be battered, bruised and exhausted but alive. I want to do this. It's better I learn now than in an invasion, right? I can't shoot everything with a blaster pistol."

Bucket eyes the lightsaber and I can hear the whirring clucks coming out of his head. Is my droid about to have a conniption fit? "Let me bring MASH, BASH and Cuddles down here and you've got a deal."

"MASH only. We don't need three field medics for a sparring match."

"Deal." The droid stuck his hand out for Nickolas and peered down, the mechanisms which compose his 'eye' whirring and narrowing in focus. "No death wounds, no dismemberments and no eviscerations for either party. Medical attention will be standing by."

I step back and shrug in my own leather jacket (no where near as fancy as his). Bucket walks a pace away to call one of my Field Medic droids down from the Sumatiyara in dock and I know MASH is going to be bolting double-time to see what the commotion's about. "Thank you, Bucket." I say in a sing-song voice. I grab one of Tyr's electroswords and hop up to the man. "Bucket'll be good. It's my bodyguard and it takes that pretty seriously. Thanks for this, I hope I give you some kind of work out."

A feminine hand reaches out to shake Nickolas'. The electrosword is almost too large a weapon for my slender fingers, but thanks to the weightlessness of the beam, it comes easier than my katana Viper.

 

[Garza]

I looked up at the droid and back to the being as the two talked. Speaking names about other people? droids? Well it was apparently droids because one of them walked forward and stopped on the edge of the little training grounds. Waiting to heal it's master. Whatever gender this person may be. I shook the larger droids hand, "Fine." That's the best he would get.

Looking to the being as they spoke, saying that in hope that I would get a workout. I smiled and nodded my head. "Just try your best." One of the two blades lit up with a snap. The red glowing blade dulled from the toned down frequency to only cause minor burns and bruises. I moved my left hand forward and gave him a handshake, only my left hand was clad in a golden gauntlet. it was made to cover up the "demon" arm that I had. Rather than expose it and show what I am. A Sithspawn.

Nonetheless, I then separated from him. Taking about three paces backwards. Because from the way he was holding the very thin sword. It looked like an Electro sword from my studies, but I couldn't be too sure. If it was, He would be needing those extra three paces. My saber wouldn't cut through it, but I was almost scared that I would break it with my sheer power. Despite that, I spoke, "Begin when ready."

[member="Anders Sivas"]

 

[Yasha Cadera]

"Sure! Yep. Begin when ready." I got to shake a golden hand and yet the man felt from a medical standpoint like he wasn't missing a limb. Not like I'm going to ask about fashion accessories: I change the perception of my gender like others change hats. Bucket is standing beside MASH and in the light of the Pit it looks like its servos are straining. Poor faithful Bucket. "Gotcha."

Another deep breath in and out and I slide my feet into a basic-as-muck footwork pattern for Shii-Cho. I hold the electrosword with a two-handed grip and bite the inside of my lip as I go to furl out my first strike. Then I remember what a horrible idea biting one's lip is when doing something combative and I put my teeth firmly together instead. His lightsaber hums and illuminates the area with a dull yet oddly comforting red - probably not the best thought to have of something that at normal pressures could take my arm off with a swing.

Speaking of swings, I step forward and try my hand at a hasty diagonal swing angled at the lightsaber itself.

Hey, I'm new at this! So sue me. [member="Nickolas Imura"] please don't sue me. I'm not worth that much.

 

[Garza]

Nervousness. Expected, and typical of a person who knew nothing about fighting. Swinging at my saber diagonally, I did a simple flick of my wrist to almost smack it away from me. The hum intensified with the Doppler effect coming and going as I swung the glowing rod of energy. I smiled a little and just stood there. Easily able to do this, I decided that this would be a teaching moment. "Come at me with more than just one swing. Do a few, maybe even a stab." I flicked my saber around him, but not actually aiming to hit him. Going from his left side, in for a stab, his left side again, and right in fluid motions.

"Shake it up. Make your foe stay on their toes. You let them relax, and all you are doing is trying to take down a brick wall with a blow of your breath. Nothing will be gained by you." I stopped and leaned back on one foot. "Give it another shot." Bringing up my left arm and making a motion to come at me, "Come at me bro."

[member="Anders Sivas"]

 

[Yasha Cadera]

"You are . . . really bad at this, Boss." Bucket pipes up. I'm glad he's enjoying the misery. Maybe it'll make him feel guilty for saving my life? Hum, when I think about it, I don't think he should feel bad.

"Thanks, Bucket. I love you too." I keep my eyes on [member="Nickolas Imura"], since I'm not innocent enough to look away in the middle of a duel slash training session. Yeah, who am I kidding? This has turned into a training session. "I'll warn you, I'm a quick study."

The joys of a constantly mutable mind. I deke to the side as his saber comes to my left, then hop backward to try and miss the stab. Staying away from things that buzz and go 'ow'? Yeah, that I can do. I am a Master at 'Run Awaaaaay! AUUGH!'. It's a rare ability, that is, unless you have a merchant fleet, or so I hear. The first two I deked, the second two hit either sides of my upper arms, I wince but keep my blade in a randomly upward direction. "Ow! Sonofa I'm okay!"

I plant my feet again and move forward, this time trying to come in at the side. I pull through a two-handed chop from top to bottom, then swing from my left and through. This time around, I keep moving and watch his hand on the blade.

 

[Garza]

The man, if he was a man, was talking again to the droids that were around him, but kept his attention on me. That was bad for him. IF he tried to too many things at once, his attention would be shattered. And have him hesitate when in battle. In a battle you need to focus on one thing at a time as they come. Hence why he was hit so easily. As I once more moved my own arm up, his electrosword was blocked by my saber and moving almost to attack at the sword once more, towards my right. Considering our lefts and rights, were opposites, his left was my right as well my left was his right. Both of the weapons came to smack one another.

"Pay attention only to me. Split your attention up and you will be conflicted. In a real fight, you don't want that."

I gave him the motions of using two of my fingers pointing from my eyes to him. "I watch you, and your actions. I need to stay in form with you so I don't get hit. You need to do the same." It was now that I went against him. Faster than I had done before, but not so fast that he would be utterly destroyed, I came for two strikes for his left, one for his right, and with a flick of my wrist sent a blade coming up for his chin. Shaking up the moves once more. "Keep up and you might survive."

[member="Anders Sivas"]

 

[Yasha Cadera]

"Focused. Right. Shut up, Bucket." I nod my head to the back where Bucket's leaning and hear the oscillating tones of his android voice box whining a yelp. "No confliction in the conflict, eh?" Hah that was fu-nooogosh he's coming at me!

I hop straight backward and parry his first strike, but take the next two on the shoulder and the chin. Literally, I took it on my chin. I bark a yell and stagger back and to the side, rubbing my chin with the back of my arm as before his eyes it goes from a big red blotch of burn to a bruise to nothing but clean skin. "I need to dodge. Dodging is good! I know that now!"

This time I come in from the side, hitting twice for his left shoulder and once in a down-the-middle stab. Bucket's mumbling in the background but I'm trying to block him out. [member="Nickolas Imura"]

 

[Garza]

Well that was not going to... what?

After striking the man under the chin, the burn mark faded and became normal skin. How in the... Never mind, he was probably a healer. I was not expecting that, and it took my off my game. Launching towards my left, I didn't see him till the last second. In a flash a second lightsaber blade ignited and with a twirl of my body I had taken a turn and a step back with a small flourish of the saber to block his strike to my side. coming in for a second one, I blocked that one much more easily, however as I had said to him, change up your tactics, He launched forward to stab my direction, I sidestepped and turned my chest to have the blade go through the right flap of my jacket and almost touch the surface of my skin.

Looks Like I would have to up it because he was a fast learner. Even more so than I was. I flicked my wrist around and with two red blades on one hilt spinning around the grip of my hand, it smacked away his electrosword from my chest close to the hilt, but not hitting his hand. I simple step with my right foot, and I was back into position.

With a double bladed lightsaber, it can get very interesting, having to keep track of the blades as they swung around in one direction or another. None the less, I let the long hilt to flip over in my hand and come in for a rather intricate slash for his right shoulder, which followed with the second blade not even a blink later. One of the positive sides for a double bladed lightsaber was that when you used one blade to strike, the second one had to follow or you might end up cutting yourself. I was somewhat exposed with my right hand now holding the saberstaff off to my right, However, my left hand, clad in a golden colored gauntlet, lashed out with a force push in his direction.

The man was getting awefully close to me, and I needed my space. As well, I wanted to speak, "Good, keep going, don't stop."

[member="Anders Sivas"]

 

[Yasha Cadera]

The more time I spend with [member="Nickolas Imura"] learning the art of duelling and combat, the more his presence and penchants stick into my brain. The gift of empathy with which I was born is a cruel consumer of my predominating mind. Although my training is making it easier to handle, the empathic backlash still comes up on days like this. I'll learn fast, but what will I maintain after the fact?

Here's hoping it's a lot. His lightsaber blares into a double and I skitter backward with his force push. "Woa!" That's cheating! Isn't it? Is it?

Nope! I hold out a hand and throw a force push back at his feet in some weird attempt to knock him off his balance and off of chopping at me with his double ended saber. The two blades are harsh. "What do I do with that!?" Two blades? The noive! His right side is taken up by the blades of fury, the other side has that weird hand. . . I go for the knees.

 

[Garza]

I smiled brightly as he was taken aback. I considered him a he because he was dressed more like a guy than a female. The double blade use was something that took others by surprise if they did not expect me to activate it. As well, I had thought about fixing this saber up so it would be a double bladed, dual phase lightsaber. Making the already semi-shorter blades longer in a sudden change to make the entire battle change as well, only difference in my fighting style would be for me to adjust slightly for the longer birth I have to give to the swinging glowing rods of energy.

Despite that, I stood there as the electro blade came for my feet. let me explain why I knew. First, he was taken aback by the reason I wore the gauntlet. Now if I wore two and looking identical then maybe it wouldn't be so weird, but because I wore only one, there might be a hidden reason. And there was. As well, the sudden change in a lightsaber use was new to the man. Not a lot of people carried double bladed lightsabers. The only people I knew of ever in my lifetime to use them were myself, and my apprentice. So seeing a weapon that had two blades instead of one was strange, and forbid him to attack me to my right. Not my chest or my head because those were vital points.

However legs? Legs were the next best thing. Deciding to amp it up just a little more, I moved. Instead of now being on my feet, I ran towards him and fell forwards. My gauntlet glad left hand slamming down with an open palm into the permacrete, only to push forward to send my feet aiming to slam towards the man's chest. Avoiding the blade.

With the use of double bladed lightsabers, you needed to be fast and have the ability to move on any limbs. As well as use fluid movement between yourself an the saber. Seeing as how I had to teach myself how to use a double bladed lightsaber, I did fairly well considering how others have beaten me in the past.

[member="Anders Sivas"]