The Time has Come..

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Coruscant Underworld

The home of the poor, dying and scum. The Underworld was Kezeroths domain and his new interest would have to find him if they truely wanted to learn from him. Kezeroth lay in the deep parts of the Coruscant Underworlds, where he had a Rep for murdering at glance and cannibalizing those who mocked him. The Gen'Dai was ruler of the Urban Jungle down there. Those who showed the determination and will to seek the true powers of the darkside would be taught, the rest who failed died by the dangers of the underworld or by Kezeroths blade.

Being in an unknown location Kezeroth sent a message to his two Acolytes of Interest, [member="Alaki"] & [member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"] both showed promise but that would be tested by the hidden dangers of the underworld. Rogues, bounty hunters, criminals... Poor familys crying in despair and agony. The journey to find Kezeroth would test both the Acolytes minds and strength.

Message to Acolytes
" You have shown great Promise in my Eyes and will be tested. I have chosen you as an Apprentice, If you accept come find me in the Coruscant Underworld. To locate me will take all your being to focus. Few have done it and those who have died... You will be broken I promise you that.. Now come!" The Message ends...


(( OOC: This is a Trial For you two, I will give hints to my location as you travel))

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

Ah, the old corusant sith temple.

It brings fund memories to mind. Memories of training and that rigid darkside feelings empowered Larkoon. A sinister but soft smile cracked through Larkoon's tattooed gullet The young Zabarak child strolls pass a few bums, spurring them to beg.

"Pathetic...."

With a wave of his right hand, he commands the force to push the homeless away from him and continues on his way to the coordinates.

"Corusant..."- Larkoon snarled.

This warm weather was quite tiresome to him, so he removes his tattered cloak revealing the casual outdoors clothing . Grey tank top, black plants and black boots. The tank top hugged closely on his thin rippling chest. The belt he wore carried a few hydration packets, his holocron and his lightsaber. Larkoon's crimson gaze quickly ran over the area, as he analyzes the various force signatures in the air.

The child's movements where nervous and somewhat frantic. More cryptic sayings? Sure why not? Larkoon at this point had grown frustrated with the cryptic sayings of the master sith and dark jedi. The behemoth was no exception. Though it was quite commendable on [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] 's part, being able to conceal himself. If anything taught this teenaged dathamirian, this could be some sort of attack from behind maneuver.

Wasting no time, Larkoon commands the midichlorians in his blood to shoot his hilt saber off his belt and into his right hand. The boy kept his eyes and ears open, bolstering both senses with the force.

"Come out!"

The young child's usually calm voice rung through the area, as he tried to locate the large Gen'Dai.

"It should not be hard to spot such a giant.." Lars says to himself in thought.

The more likely way of hiding that was obvious was camo, with a hint of force. Plus the dark areas inside the temple did not help. Something that is still being taught to this young, sinister mind. The boy flips the switch on his blade, igniting a white blade with a black outline. The length stood to four feet away from the hilt. Hums of the blade reverberated through the area. With caution, the kid slowly moved up the stairs of the temple. There could be training traps all over the place.

The bums all run off in fear shouting 'Jedi!'

Just then, the acolyte nearly lost himself.

Comparing Larkoon to the weakling jedi? Hah! Those idiots have no idea what Larkoon was capable of. It took every ounce of will power in his soul not to butcher those drunken hobos. But, luckily, his mission took more importance.

[member=Alaki]

 

[Bubák]

Alaki's glowing red eyes read through the message sent to her by [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"], searching for any clues to point her in the right direction. The secretive mail did not give her much info to follow, no solid lead to focus on. Given the Coruscant Underworld's vastness, she could as well spend years searching for the gigantic Sith Knight without ever finding him. The young Chiss did not have a choice though; the opportunity of finding a master so immersed in the Dark Side was one she could not pass. After gathering the necessary equipment, such as an extra weapon in form of a vibrosword, the teenager embarked on her journey to the depths of Coruscant. Leaving the Sith Temple, keeping her lightsaber hidden under the ragged apparel, the young girl quickly made her way to the nearest turbolift to take her to the lower levels, away from the welcoming and orderly face of the planet, down to one of the most dangerous and seedy places in the galaxy.

Luckily for her, her clothes made her look like nothing more than just another homeless being. Insignificant and invisible in the world above, she was even more so here, in a place where sentient life was valued less than a bottle of cheap alcohol. People in various robes and rags poured through the streets, an occasional well-dressed being could be seen as well, usually very well armed or accompanied by several goons. And the smell! Alaki's nose curled when the door of the turbolift opened and she was hit with the breeze of the underworld. Blood, sweat, vomit, alcohol, death. All of those could be smelled in the streets as the young girl silently padded through the masses of people, searching for something. Remembering the giant in armor that had greeted her during the last lesson, she believed it would have been easier to spot the man, but she soon discovered that sort of tactic led nowhere. She had spotted at least a dozen of large humanoids in armor in the last fifteen minutes.

On the bright side, nobody seemed to be paying attention to her. This saved her much trouble, as she could not take out her lightsaber and ignite it because of bounty hunters and peple intending to get on the good side of the Sith rulers of the planet. If anyone saw her blue bladed weapon, she'd probably fall dead in less than a few seconds. Being mistaken for a Jedi was a death sentence, even before the planet fell to the Sith. Criminals did not like self-proclaimed "peacekeepers" and it was not uncommon for a Jedi to simply disappear on the lower levels of the planet, never to be seen or heard of again.

Alaki found herself a place near people dressed in similar fashion as her, begging for credits. Sitting in a cross-legged position, the young Chiss closed her eyes and tried to focus on the Force and find the Sith Knight in the sea of people. It was of no use though; the Dark Side appeared to be present behind every corner, mixing with the flood of emotions passing through the underworld. An idea of asking an informant about the massive Sith popped in her mind, but she did not know any rats. Where would Kezeroth actually go? To some place he could kill people without anyone noticing, most likely. Which meant the entirety of Coruscant's Underworld.

Clink!

The sound tore the teen from her meditation and forced her to open the eyes, only to see a single credit lying on the ground in front of her. Someone must have taken pity of the young girl. Hesitantly picking it up, the glanced around before getting up, placing the credit in one of the pockets on her tunic. She did not desire anyone's pity, for she was going to become vastly more powerful than anyone who walked the streets of this miserable planet. She just had to find the Knight.

[member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

Another? Larkoon's head turns quickly to another force signature. Was it that Chiss woman? [member="Alaki"] ? Perhaps it would be a good Idea to rendezvous with her? The boy's dark glare turned to the direction of the signature and he begins to jogs over into the direction.

If one thing is needed it's unity. That's what Larkoon felt was needed.

The 5'3 Zabarak wastes no time, but makes sure to conserve his energy incase there was a certain Gen'Dai waiting to drop kick him. Larkoon's crimson optics dart around in his irises as he ran off to locate his partner. In his haste, the boy kept his eyes peeled.

"Can she be of any use...?"

Larkoon had high expectations for his fellow acolyte and for her not to mess up anything....Other wise she will see the white blade of his 'justice'. Larkoon's pace slows, as his right foot slaps into a puddle and scaring away a wompa rat into the sewer. The child slowly approaches the shorter chiss woman, his hand grasped tightly onto the hilt of his weapon.

"...Wake up..." -Larkoon coldly said.

"We must find that giant...There is no point in trying to find him through our senses..."

Larkoon looks away from her, but keeps his periphery on her. "This world is covered in darkness.."

He turns his glowing eyes back to the woman. "Our best bet is to stick together and probably combine our powers..."

@[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"],

 

[Bubák]

Noticing the ripple in the Force, Alaki spun on the balls of her feet and swiftly turned around to face the closing signature. Even before seeing the Zabrak, she knew it was the one she had seen during the training. Her hand instinctively reached for the lightsaber hidden under her tunic, only to stop and move towards another object, gently stroking the hilt of the short vibrosword resting on her belt, remembering she could not afford igniting the blue bladed lightsaber unless absolutely necessary. Too many eyes stared at the duo right now, mainly due to the Zabrak's previous shenanigans and his choice of a weapon. Alaki wished to avoid drawing too much attention, but it was unfortunately too late for that. Everyone around glared at the two, mainly at the Sith Acolyte, specifically his lightsaber.

The numerous bounties on Sith Acolytes and Jedi Padawans each promised small fortune, and lightsabers were the best indicators of recognizing such individuals. Alaki noted the Zabrak had also kept his hand near the weapon... indicating he did not trust her. Listening to what he had to say, the teenage Chiss simply nodded. It appeared the Sith Acolyte also had no idea of how to find the Sith Knight, meaning the two of them were lost.

Several ideas raced through her mind as she grasped the hilt of the vibroblade tighter and turned on its compact ultrasonic generator, causing the blade to vibrate at incredible speed. Wildly slashing at the Zabrak's torso, aiming to rip him in two with the devastating weapon, Alaki grasped the chance of finally proving herself. Not only she could claim the bounty of Sith Acolytes afterwards; she had an opportunity to get rid of her potential rival, another apprentice of her Master and show the Sith Knight that she was superior to this kid.

The people around glared at it with a mixture of shock and amusement, looking at what they assumed to be a Sith Acolyte and a bounty hunter, most likely. The lower levels of Coruscant have always been filled with suffering and pain, making the Dark Side in the area stronger. Alaki wished to use it, feasting on the corrupting energy and letting it empower her body with greater speed and faster reflexes. The anger burning in her heart further filled her form with powerful rage, further enhancing her speed and giving the girl great strength.

[member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]
[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Meanwhile Kezeroth was meditating reaching out to both [member="Alaki"] & [member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"] through the Force, the connection to them would be risky and would mostly likey leave a track to him but only briefly. << " So lost.... And unlike the Sith Temple I can do whatever i want here..." >> Before the connection ended the Gene'Dai made sure to leave couple pictures in theirs heads of where he was, Mostly allys of Beggars then to a Family on a Corner, slaughtered Blood everywhere and screams filled the airs. Though the undercity was loud this Scream could be heard from a mile away. Soon the Beggars would be running down where [member="Alaki"] & [member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"] was located.

About 5 minutes after the Connection died a horde of beggars running for their lives it seems darted past them both, bumping into them and such. Some even dropping their children to survive leaving the Acolytes [member="Alaki"] & [member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"] area filled with the crying of the lost. The sound would annoy the masses their and the cruelness would show in them as some of the darkest of criminals stepped forward kicking the children aside and dragging them off.

The Gen'Dai moved with a grim grace through the underworlds allyways. Making loud noises and tossing things around in the process but he was fast. Force Speed did wonders for Kezeroth and he sat waiting in a Dark Ally cloaked and hooded.

" Lets see how they handle this.." Kezeroth muttered and grinnned.
A Voice of same tone responded back to Kezeroth " Your a Monster.."

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

This was not surprising. Darksiders fighting each other out competition? Nah. But the real astonishing thing here, is her timing. They where alone on a world, no plan, no idea where the objective is? And [member=Alaki] Brazenly attacked what could have been her only salvation?

"Fool..." Larkoon murmured as the woman lunged after him in what probably seemed to be some sort of improvised form. Under trained? Perhaps.

She seemed to be all brawn but no brain, Larkoon usually falls victim to such naivety. At least they have something in common. The boy ignites his blade and uses his own form of protection, Juyo( the protection being him using the aggressive movements to deflect her blade causing him to 'attack her sword's blade'). Her movments where fast, but Larkoon could keep up. As much as the teen loved fighting, this was simply not the time. Patience is needed for this, and too bad for the female chiss, Larkoon was not very patient. The boy simply matched his blade to hers as protection against the woman's vibroblade. The young acolyte kept it deep in his mind perhaps when he shatters her blade or dismember her she will learn to not be so hasty.

When the blades lock, he receives the mental imaging and message gained from the large darkside titan; [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]. Though, his consciousness focused on protecting himself from being butchered from the dim-minded Chiss. Using a tinge of the force, the Dathomirian increases his strength and presses himself away from [member=Alaki] at least a couple feet to a yard. Small grunts grumble through the adolescent's throat as he places his left palm on the side of his face.

Such horrid images. That monster is responsible. If it wasn't for his mental training of the force, Larkoon would have surely went insane.

"N--Nuagh...." The boy growls.

"What the hell is going on...?"

Larkoon keeps his attention to his opponent and assumed it was surely her doing. The boy shakes his head, as the gore fest that is being shown in front of him continues to go off.

"What...Ugh...Did you do!?" A shout of demand from an disturbed young man.

This message..Where did it come from? One would only assume it is from his master to be!
Larkoon looks into the direction of where the message sent to him came from.

The screams of dispairity and calamity was starting to get on his last nerve.

Anger was his best tool! And in using his rage, the boy decided to take his rage out on the fools trying to take the defensless children away from him! Larkoon holds his saber up to his side and dashes over to the nearest criminal in front of him.

His arm swings his saber in a white blur--splits a criminal in half. ( I am just gonna say it was like a whatever kit fisto was) The blade passed through the creature's torso, splitting him in half from the waist. Green blood spurts through the air and covers the young man's body.

A sinister grin cracks on his face. That would not be all he would do! Doing this, would probably shock everyone around him. If it did, hopefully there is silence.

"You fools have picked the wrong day to mess with me..."

The chiss did not interest him anymore, but she still had his attention. It was the criminals about to abduct the children. Why? Because you just don't fuck with children, no matter how evil you are.

This rule even applied to the sinister Zabarak himself. Larkoon holds up both his hands, dis-igniting his saber at the same time and uses his command of his midichlorians to lift, and choke two more beings( a human and another fellow zabarak.)

Oh yes....

A feeling of ecstasy, rage and amusement filled him...It had been so long...

The children he could save( assuming some of the criminals ran off with some) just stood in utter fear of the demonic Larkoon, murdering the poor saps like they where nothing. Strange thing, his attacks are only directed after the sods that are trying to capture the children.

 

[Bubák]

Remaining silent instead of talking when there was no point in using words, Alaki watched as his lightsaber met her vibrosword, causing the blade to stop vibrating as the superheated plasma cut through the edge as if it were nothing more but air, leaving only a handle with plenty of molten metal in place where a sharp blade used to be. The teenage Chiss immediately launched herself back in a Force enhanced jump, her right hand disappearing under the tunic and taking out a silver cylinder, not igniting it yet. Instead of discarding the broken vibroblade, she kept it in her other hand, as it became a new weapon upon being cut, the searing orange cut instead of a sharp blade still clearly visible. It was then when Master [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] finally contacted her, sending some disturbing images into her mind. As a Jedi Padawan, the young Chiss would have been horrified and stunned by the incredible amount of brutality and cruelty, as well as the man's dark presence that briefly flashed through her mind and left no doubt about the origin of the images. But the blue skinned teenager was not a Jedi Padawan anymore; her brief time with the Sith had already changed her enough to discard the common morals and learn how to draw power from the Dark Side that corrupted the girl to her very soul.

The massive Gen'dai appeared to be showing them his locating, offering a clue for the apprentices to follow. Alaki made sure to remember the alleys as shown in the images sent to her mind and also to note the general location the telepathic message came from before telekinetically tossing the broken vibroblade at [member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"] and taking off in the direction from where the Sith Knight had contacted them from. While the Zabrak played with children, started slaughtering people and allowed himself to be distracted by the sudden wave of beings fleeing from the Sith Knight's location, Alaki moved in a Force-enhanced sprint, swimming againt the flood of people, completely ignoring those she had knocked down as her body impacted them. Some fell even without her intervention, being stepped upon by the panicked crowd where everyone sought to save their own life. Quite ironic; while the majority of people wished to get away from the murderous Sith Knight, the fallen Padawan attempted to get as close to him as possible.

When the men and women of all species became a wall too strong to penetrate, the teenage Chiss launched herself in the air and flew above the crowd. Surprisingly, everyone appeared to ignore her, except for the few ones she had landed on, planting her feet on their shoulders and heads before jumping again, letting the Force carry her over the masses. Once she landed behind them, the great wall of bodies dissolving into panicked individuals, the blue skinned teen stopped using the Force and breathed heavily, the great speed taking toll on her body. As much as she wished to rest for a while though, she continued to move, now in a more relaxed pace and without utilizing the Force to empower her body.

The Coruscant Security Forces would surely arrive to investigate the chaos soon; while the underworld was regarded as lawless, it still contained hardened police officers that kept it from slipping into absolute chaos. The brutal murders would certainly attract much attention and Alaki did not want to be around when the area swarmed with law enforcers that would hinder her progress.

Pausing for a while, she focused on reaching out through the Force. This time, she searched for an area filled with suffering, pain and death, the murder scene. The Dark Side willingly provided the young Chiss with the location, so she glanced at the dark alleys with her glowing red eyes and made a choice to run through one, noting the lack of people. In less than a minute, she felt and heard something warm and sticky splashing under her feet. Her head turned to the right, only to be greeted by a sight of numerous mutiliated bodies of that family Kezeroth had shown her with telepathy. Where was the murderer though?

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

Larkoon whips his white blade after the discarded weapon. She called for his attention it seemed. Lars was off on a good time, and she disturbs him? What is it this time? The young Zabarak stops 'playing' with several of the criminals and turns his gaze over to where the blue woman who still remains silent.


[member=Alaki] is running? To where? He followed her a few feet to a yard behind her, and watched as she hastily knocked the other beings onto their asses with the force. Using a slow pace, the boy loomed through the emptied path of people to get to his 'comrade'.

What was her deal? Why does she think she is by herself? Lone wolf complex? As always, Larkoon took interest in most people he found common ground with. This woman...She thinks of herself. She wishes power for herself.

Competetion is good, but only if it is needed. Scrambling to kill each other without knowing the situation? For all they both know, the real test could be to stick together and not get separated.

What would be the point of a faction that kills off each other? Teamwork is needed for missions to go through all the way. Why is she trying to hurt the clearly more experienced Acoylte? She should be thankful It hasn't crossed Larkoon's mind to turn her into blue bubble gum.


His expression turned from demonic glee, to analyzing calm glaring. The way she moved, something has her attention. She seemed spooked.

Using his command of the force, the boy levitates a lone trashcan into her back to make her slow down as she plowed through the unlucky compatriots. It was a silent chase for this boy. She was interesting to him, so before he got on with the test, perhaps he would simply play with the blue lady before moving on? Provided she gives a good time to Larkoon will determine rather or not he was potato peeling some blue skin.

Yes, she was going to become his source of amusement, before he humored the Giant lingering in the corner.

"Have you spotted something....?"

[member=Alaki]
[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]

 

[Bubák]

As the familiar signature of the Zabrak approached and she felt something hit her back before it fell on the ground with a hollow metallic clank that suggested an empty can, Alaki grimaced, having hoped the annoying kid had gotten lost after being distracted by every beggar in his way. No such luck though, she still had to deal with him. On the other hand, this presented a perfect chance of proving her superiority to the Sith Knight by removing the Sith Acolyte. Only the strongest apprentices thrived enough to become true Sith, and the teenage Chiss was determined to prove her worth to her new Master. In this dark alley with no witnesses to make a fuss due to the color of her lightsaber that branded her as a Jedi, Alaki could finally draw her weapon and end this. Luckily for her, the Zabrak had wasted much of his energy by getting into fights, meaning he would not hold an advantage over her by having more power.

"Indeed," the Chiss teenager replied to his question, feeling the death in the area through the Force and trying to feast on it to draw some energy of the Force into her body, using anger to turn her body into a conductor of the Dark Side, "This lovely sight." The blue skinned girl's head nodded towards the butchered people as a silver cylinder object tore through her damaged tunic and flew into her hands. Firmly grasping the weapon and pressing a button, a brilliant beam of azure energy sprang to life with a snap-hiss, bathing the dark surroundings in blue light. Spinning on the balls of her feet, the teenager sent Force push towards the Acolyte and launched herself at him, swinging her blade horizontally from left to right to decapitate him after she got close enough to the kid.

[member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]
[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

Yes, Larkoon kicked much booty here, but he has been trained...Trained in darkness....Trained to handle any sort of situation. Only killing a few cowardly criminals who more than likely tried to run from him as he slayed them? The boy's strength was not squandered, no. It was still there simply because he was an efficient fighter( or a maniac, take your pick.) This chiss certainly had nerve to try and feel superior over him. But, what are you gonna do?

The blue glow of the woman's saber reflected off of Larkoon's white skin and also reflected off his eyes. Finally, she draws her saber. This was starting to get dull, killing moronic thugs and beating up the chiss for simple amusement probably would have gotten boring.

Larkoon is struck with the force push, allowing it to push him off his feet, and in correlation with training; disengage the throttle on his saber, turning the blade off. He falsely screams to make her think she had this in the bag. Though, this did not stagger his movements in the least, thanks to his Zabarak heritage and immense physical, borderline torture training. [member=Alaki] lunges after the downed Zabarak but he had a retort! He raises his arms up into the air to use his own force push to blow her onto the side of the building.

Finally, he hops onto his feet and tilts his head to the side, making the bones pop.

"Is that all you have for me...?" - Larkoon stated with a soft smile of amusement.

Larkoon takes a Juyo stance, re-igniting the blade of his saber. As per taught, he held his blade to his side with both hands on the hilt and made his left leg his lead in the stance. The white blade shined brightly in the shadows of the dark ally. Both of their blades lit up the area.

"Those simple buffoons weren't any challenge to me...You had better petal off more than that, woman..."

Perhaps she will seriously fight him? The tattooed Zabarak thought.

The mistakes in fighting she made where very apparent. Her lack of skill in stances and forms made it almost too easy...The titan...What was he planning..?

[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]

 

[Bubák]

Finding herself being telekinetically pushed away before she could complete her attack, Alaki landed firmly on her feet several metres away from the Zabrak, immediately raising her left hand and trying to telekinetically pull the Acolyte's legs from under him while he talked, hoping this would at least throw him off balance and give her some seconds to recover. Whether this worked or not, the teenage Chiss then sprinted towards the Acolyte, hilt of her lightsaber held in her right hand, wildly swinging in a diagonal strike aimed at his legs once her weapon was within the reach to hit him.

[member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Kezeroth opened on eye in the Dark ally He was in, It was no too far from both [member="Alaki"] & [member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]. Kezeroth could hear them fight down the way afterall. Looking around Kezeroth got up and turn and went out in the open for a brief moment, If the Acolytes were really busy Kezeroth would be able to slip by in a dark blurr. Once on the other side of the ally with some people Nearby Kezeroth. Standing in the Ally some people let out some gasps and The Gen'Dai smiled wide. No even bothering igniting his Blade Kezeroth started Ripping the various homless species apart , Screams sounded from the way. Two Men ran out shouting " NO NO...... PLEASE HELP!"

Kezeroth dart out the ally way and Forced pushed Both bodies at the Acolytes, Kezeroth was out in the Open now and wanted to speed things up. Running Down the ally to his right Kezeroth leaped on the wall and start to climb to the top, Looking back briefly for the Acolytes.

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

Larkoon stops his banter to defend himself from her attack. He took a stance and started speaking...His guard would not be deferred from his focus. "Hn-!" He'd shout as he surrounds his legs with his own energies. That attack is now neutralized. She seemed very physically fit be able to handle doing so many techniques with the force. "Mmmm.." Again with the sloppy movements. Larkoon prepared himself to 'show' the insolent woman a few tricks, when all of a sudden a large force--almost like a small escape pod blows him off his feet and into his back.

It wasn't the woman--!....Was it? Larkoon sat up, while holding his saber in his right hand.( [member="Alaki"] would more than likely be thrown off balance by this as well) The young acolyte keeps his senses on his female chiss opponent, and looks to the direction where the wind flew by.

"What was that...?"

Lars glances over to the figure ontop of the building and stands up onto his feet. "....The giant..." The boy snarled.

[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]

 

[Bubák]

Screams of terror filled the dark alley and announced the presence of her Master, [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]. Another set of beings being brutally murdered, but for what? Despite being a Dark Jedi Padawan, the teenage Chiss did not understand the purpose of those savage murders, she saw no point in them. Killing some random homeless sentients achieved nothing in her opinion, except for the ripples of the Dark Side temporarily growing stronger. And then more screams ripped through the otherwise silent darkness, disturbed only by the characteristic hum of lightsabers. That was enough for Alaki to stop the attack, lower her weapon and look around in search for the massive Sith Knight, her glowing red eyes glaring in the general direction of the screams. This provided the Chiss with a chance of seeing the corpse flying in her direction, another message by the Sith Knight. He was very, very close, meaning she could finish off the Sith Acolyte without losing track of her teacher.

Alaki telekinetically grabbed the corpse tossed in her direction and changed its limp trajectory of flight by redirecting it at [member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"], tossing it at the kid while he was down. At the same time, she came at him again, bringing her azure plasma blade down to cleave off his legs while she sent another Force push downwards at his head to keep the Zabrak down.

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

"Really...?"

Once the Giant was out in the open, the other force adherent here wasn't really all that interesting. Larkoon jumps up and simply slashes the body in half, and prepares himself for the blue woman who still is attacking him for some reason. The boy could not take a stance, but had a way to maneuver some fighting skill. Based on Juyo, he uses his quick reflexes to dodge her low sweep and knee her in the face, attempting to stagger her. All of his blows and movements are bolstered by the force.

Afterwards, he'd call on the force, to throw her against the wall, the floor and then into a bunch of trash cans. "Enough, you fool." He'd bark at her.

"You've yet to listen to a damn thing the titan has to offer...."

The frustrated Zabarak started to feel a deep seethe for this chiss.

The darkness in the area...It fueled him...Added to his strength! It replenished his powers as he slowly approached the woman with his own saber held tightly in his right hand. The edge of the blade purposely slashes at the ground, leaving little orange crooked lines on his side.

"Do I have to maim you....?"

 

[Bubák]

The body cut in two provided a useful distraction and gave Alaki more time to prepare. The Dark Side called to her and she listened, letting it enter her body and temporarily grant her more power. As the Chiss' opponent got out of the way and tried to deliver his knee into her face, the blue skinned girl slightly sidestepped and caught his leg with her free hand, grabbing it above the ankle. All it took after that was an sweeping motion of her weapon upwards, aimed to amputate the Zabrak's leg.

[member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

"Tiresome..."

When the girl grabs Larkoon's leg, he decides to be a little...Naughty. The boy enhances the elbow of his left free arm. Alaki still battles with a form unfamiliar to Larkoon, but still very easy to move around. As she reached for his leg, the boy bashes the side of her head in the temple, with his jolted elbow and arm. When it hits, it would be a dozy and probably will be enough to either ko or stagger her. If this fails? He simply shoots a small burst of force to knock her off balance of trying to slash his leg, with his his index and middle fingers holding the weapon. It would more than likely make her drop her grip on him too.

In the way Larkoon was fighting, it was easy to tell he was holding back lots of acrobatics.
Why? Who knows?

Stubborn, but none too trained.

The young zabarak hops away from the woman, carrying a smug smile on his face. "How long must we do this....?"

A superior was before them, and [member=Alaki] is even aware of the giant standing there, Larkoon could sense it. Yet she still continues to attack without distinction?

 

[Bubák]

Seeing the attack of the less experienced Acolyte coming, Alaki raised the elbow of her right arm, having to forego the attack aimed at the kid's leg for now, and blocked the incoming punch aimed for her head. This left her defenceless against the Force push, which was thankfully not strong enough to push her away, merely jerking her head back and sending the cascade of black hair flying in all directions as if blown by a strong gust of wind before succumbing to the power of gravity and falling alongside the girl's head again.

The blue skinned girl flicked her wrist holding the lightsaber, moving her the blade of her weapon back to it's intended target, the Zabrak's leg.

[member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]
[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]

 

[Larkoon Darkmat'r]

Larkoon tilts his head to the side with a grin on his face. She held up well for someone who just fights without meaning. However, now was the time to teach an underclassmen in two ways. The boy holds his stance again and awaits her coming for his dominant leg, a good maneuver, but she has used it twice in the fight. The boy defends himself by holding his blade with the hilt upside down and the blade horizontally, to stop her.

Before being a sith, Larkoon spent most of his days as a trained assassin under both his old parents. THe training stopped when he ran away from home to seek stronger training. Larkoon turns his saber attempting to get her blade caught in the silluet. This attack would be used to disarm the woman. After he did that, the boy simply stabs her in the right shoulder and swings a front kick to her face to knock the troublesome chiss on her booty.

[member="Alaki"]