The Due Match, K'sara VS Ferus

[K'sara]

Master and apprentice. It is said that it is a part of the Sith tradition for them to fight, be it to the death, compete, settle scores, or train. Over eras of the culture being erected, spars, and duels were seen as a way to gain honor and renown, similarly to the way the mandalorians lived their lives. Fight, or die... kill or be killed. However this match, taking place on the remote world of Toydaria, was a test of strength and training.

"Are you ready, Master? I've waited to be able to show you what I've learned over the time I've been away." K'sara spoke over her comlink to [member="Darth Ferus"]. Would their meeting be pleasant, or destructive? Only the next few minutes would tell.

 

[Darth Ferus]

"I'm always ready. The real question is, are you?" Ferus spoke back to his apprentice from his own com, but he was not on the ground. He was in his star ship. Now, he wasn't about to use the ship to attack his apprentice, but rather when he ended up above her location, the droid pilot turned the whole ship upside down. The cockpit would open, and he would drop.

He had done this before, probably more than once. Descend from the heavens towards his target for the ultimate surprise. A grin would form on his face as he fell, feeling the wind on his form. The ship had been quite the distance above her, but with how fast he was falling it would be mere seconds before she could see him. If she looked up that was. Seconds later, he would be on top of her.

Near the ending of his sky dive however the Force would swell up around him, gripping his form as well as beginning a massive push. While his signature was shrunk for most of the fall, this would certainly be enough for [member="Feral Sapith (K'sara)"] to notice the red man, if she hadn't already.

 

[K'sara]

She would smile softly. It wasn't out of cockiness however, she was confident in her abilities. Suddenly, she felt the accumulation of the Force surrounding her master, recognizing his signature. Too little, too late? Perhaps. She made an effort to dodge the form that was barreling down at her, and she glanced to see her master with a large amount of aura compressed in his hands. 'Push' she thought as she locked her saber in her force belt and pulled out a mandalorian ripper, sending the shots toward her master, the energy having the characteristics of having unstoppable damage, meaning that Ferus would be forced to dodge to not take damage.

'Come on master, don't hold back on me... I'm not an acolyte anymore...' She seemed to frown at the thought of her beating her master with a ripper.

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

Thankfully, [member="Feral Sapith (K'sara)"] would do no such thing. Bringing both hands down as the female drew her weapon, the Zabrak would send forth a blast of the Force that would not only stop his decent, but send him up a bit, away from the shots of the gun. Both hands would reach out still however, to grip the ripper itself and crush down on the barrel as Ferus would land. A frown would play on his lips as he watched the female.

"Such weapons are unbecoming of a Sith, don't you think?" His hands fell back down to his sides, but he made no motion to draw his own saber. For now, he was content with just watching her.

 

[K'sara]

"You insult me, even though I gave you the gift of me being strategic, and keeping you on your toes. Humph, that is so like you... and to think I would do anything to protect you." K'sara seemed to be annoyed, but she was just trying to toy with him. She knew that her tactic wouldn't have worked, but she had to catch him off somehow. Enough games, she hates losing, so she won't let his demeaning get to her.

"Let's go, I would rather not become decrepit and disappoint." She said and held her hips, today she wasn't wearing her eye wrap, or her hooded robe. Would [member="Darth Ferus"] question her for it?

 

[Darth Ferus]

Ferus would not question it. In fact, before she finished her sentence he would burst forward. [member="Feral Sapith (K'sara)"] would find her master now black in color, with both hands up and his right metallic hand shooting out for her cheek. Teras Kasi, the way of the steel hands. She wanted him to come at her with his best, and he would do so without hesitation. Already his mind was closed off, to prevent any reading, and more importantly prevent any precognition. Such was the way of the steel after all. His movements might seem faster than normal, but that was only because the Force would not be telling the female of his intentions or give an early warning on his attacks.

 

[K'sara]

She would feel the pressure of the air change slightly and somersault forward, and giving her feet a minor enhancement with the force, she countered with a hard spring kick aimed for the gut, and drew out the vibroknife that she had kept with her and attached it to the hidden blade bracer that Ferus had created, giving it an enhanced edge. Her eyes closed briefly. She could feel no force energy coming from the technique, meaning it was a form of a martial art. Knowing her opponent gave her enough knowledge to tell her not to rely on the force, but to rely on her size and speed. She sometimes damned her blindness, but it was also a gift, she didn't want to see his motions. It was the fact of this, many fear what they cannot see, but the seen strikes fear into many.

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

The kick hit home, and with a slight expulsion of air the Zabrak stumbled back. There was a wide grin on his face however as he looked towards his apprentice. [member="Feral Sapith (K'sara)"] had indeed grown, he could feel it in his gut. Literally. That was probably gonna bruise later. But for now he had to focus on this battle. She had challenged him, and as her Master he couldn't hold back for the sake of both of their honor. Both hands would come up as he went about reaching with the Force to grip her, and a nearby rock. The plan, throw the rock at her and use the grip on her form to keep her from moving as quick.

That was, if he could hold her. He was a sword master, not a TK wizard. While he was taking this as serious as one could, he did want to make sure she was at a level where he could use his saber.

 

[K'sara]

K'sara felt more of the Force radiate from him... Sith Lord or not, She didn't see Ferus being the type to focus on using the force.... what was his angle? She was always the versatile fighter, and he was always the powerhouse. Something didn't seem right. She gave a theory a thought, then moved to realize her theory. She charged both her hands and her feet with force energy, and rushed at him. Knowing her master, he would call her a fool. With that she just wanted to piss him off with a fool's gamble. 'Show me what you've got master. I know this isn't all you've got.'

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

A small sigh escaped from the Zabrak's lips as @Feral Sapith (K'sara) spoke. She was correct. He did have more. So much more in fact. As she got closer, she would see his skin go from red to black, and his eyes from blue to gold. The Dark Side flowed freely from his form, and without warning he burst towards the female. His Force tactics would drop as he pulled free both of his blades, and with a snap hiss the golden and the blue blades would come to life right as he closed in on her. His blades would scythe through the air, aiming to cut through any part of her body they met in a wild flourish. There was no tactic to this, just random cuts and pure aggression.

 

[K'sara]

Smiles danced on her visage as she force jumped high above his head and over, contorting her body to allow her to violently launch the vibroknife from the bracer into the earth behind her master, finally, a loud snap and crackle roared from her hands. She had created a force field of sorts to protect her hands from the burn that would have taken place without the protection. "I love my job." Was all she said. suddenly a small discharge of the lightning flew and struck the vibroknife, possibly making it act as a lightning rod and a medium to use and enhance the lightning that very well could jump at Krest.

His swings had struck rock, making them explode just from the sheer force of each swipe that hit them. "Are you trying to kill me?" She asked as she set her stance up, still wearing the lightning.

[member="Darth Ferus"]