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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 26, 2005 1:12:09 GMT -5
((I'm gonna let you guys launch the first strike.))
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Oct 27, 2005 19:30:52 GMT -5
((Grr. your char is pure evil. )) Cluge held back a snarl. He couldn't believe this Sith. This is a life or death situation, and she makes jokes! I have a bad feeling about this. The Tusken clenched his left hand into a fist. It felt unfamiliar. Now that it was his only way to battle with his lightsabre, he knew his fighting abilities were limited. Myth's words rang in his head. Use the Force.Yes, if used right it could be a powerful weapon. But, he wasn't trained for using the Force as a weapon. Anger rose inside him. Too weak to use the Force, too injured to fight. He felt his blood boil, threatining to consume him. Wait, if he used his anger and hate, he could fuel it with the Force and make him stronger than Raze. This was a plan. Faster than the human eye can see, Cluge grabbed his lightsaber from Myth's side, and ran full speed to raze, Lightsabre ignited, casting its blood-red glow on all those around him. Citizen bolted out of the way as Cluge leapt high in to the air to bring down a crushing blow on Raze.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Nov 5, 2005 21:17:15 GMT -5
"Warning!" A voice sounded in his head. Yet the zabrak didn't need any warning, he had heard the crackle and hum of the lightsaber. His eyes narrowed as he heard it approach at an amazing rate. Raze's eyes swept left and right, searching.
"Above!" The voice whispered in the back of head, was it really a voice or was his mind making the voice to rationalize the feeling he had.
Raze's head snapped up and he saw a red lightsaber flashing down to cleave him in two. He jumped back, landing out of it's reach yet landing painfully on his knee. Raze's own lightsaber flickered into existance, held out in front of him.
Another voice issued in his head, foggy, distant. "Feel the force... Firmly your lightsaber must be held... Raze felt waited, crouched and defensive, for the next attack.
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 6, 2005 20:22:53 GMT -5
Cluge swore inwardly. He did not expect him to die in his first attack, but he didn't scratch him. He held his lightsabre loosely at his side. "I sense something different about you Raze. You have changed your views. You are not dark, yet not light. I have heard about you grey-siders. Your cause sounds worthy, yet your reasons are not. So, tell me, did Taania turn you halfway, or did you kill her when she started to make sense?" Cluge was both trying to make him angry, and buy time for Myth to come.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Nov 6, 2005 20:47:32 GMT -5
Raze shook his head. "Insults and badgering will get you nowhere." He said in response, his voice calm. "Dun Moch doesn't work on me, won't work on me. I realize what you want to do and that is why it fails." He held his lightsaber on angle and stayed defensive.
It was true that he had become a grey sider, for lack of a better word. Yet something pushed him away from neutrality and towards both. He felt different than just wanting to be stuck in between both sides, he wanted to become perfect. It was ambitious, yes, but it was a goal he wanted.
"Cludge..." Raze offered. "Go back. Go back to the temple and restart your training as a jedi. The darkside isn't the right path for you, i know, I've been down it. Go back to those who care for you at the temple."
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 7, 2005 8:51:59 GMT -5
The words started to sink into Cluge's mind. Could he return? Could he-- No.The Council would kill me. Would they? They have been known to take in fallen Jedi. Have you mett any of these so-called, "Fallen Jedi?" Cluge thought back at himself. Yes ou have. Your Mother. There is good in her, she may yet be saved. This is no time for useless babble. Now is the time for action!
Cluge rasied his saber then spun it in a circle to gain momentum. "Very well, Raze. If you will not be turned, you will be destroyed."
His lighsabre began to strike Raze's in several whirl attacks.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Nov 7, 2005 14:19:36 GMT -5
Raze gaurded, pushing his lightsaber against Cludge's, holding it still. "Remember, parry attacks, block attacks, you must..." Raze heard the voice again. "Strike downwards... position two..."
And with that thought Raze pushed harder against Cludge's lightsaber, heaving it away. He swung downward, then striking out, his lightsaber swinging back and forth artfully. It was unmistakenly form one, the style of lightsaber combat that was tought to jedi younglings.
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 7, 2005 14:24:04 GMT -5
((Lets chain post.))
Cluge's lightsabre sparked with eack blocked attack, the sound echoing in the now empty streets. He began an array of spin attacks with his feet, then grabbed Raze's lightsabre hand. He spun his arm behind his back and propped his feet on it. The in a bone crushing manuver, he pushed off his backwhile pulling his arm. He let go before it would break. He wanted a fair fight, not a short spar.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Nov 7, 2005 14:45:26 GMT -5
Raze felt the pain shoot through him. He fell to his knees and gasped slightly. He concentrated hard, trying to go past it. He grunted in pain, he stood up slowly, knowing Cludge could've killed him, proving that there was some goodness in him.
But now Raze knew he had to beat him first before he could convince him to come back. Raze knew he had to use Dun Moch. "Cludge, I'm doing this because of your aunt. Your aunt, the aunt of your that I care for, that I held our last night together." He knew he still loved her, he hoped that the thought of the zebrak holding her. He wanted to make him angry, to make him loose focus.
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 8, 2005 13:54:53 GMT -5
((Ooh, ouch. And it's Cluge not Cludge.)) Cluge's eyes burned with hatred. "What did you do to her?" He began to swing his lightsabre at him in a fit of rage, uncontrolled, just slicing at random.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Nov 8, 2005 15:36:05 GMT -5
Raze slowly backed away, still defensive, waiting for a good moment to strike. "We held each other." He informed the young human. "We kissed, we held each other..." He knew he was tormenting Cluge, but he had no choice, he had to win.
"Does that anger you? Does the thought of her enjoying, even returning, my affection make you want to kill me?" He knocked away a dangerously close swing before hopping back a few feet.
It was a dangerous game, but he needed to play it. He needed to get him so angry that he lost complete focus, to become a mere melee machine, to forget about the force.
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 9, 2005 11:17:31 GMT -5
Cluge froze a full second. They kissed? SHe kissed HIM? "I was going to let you live Raze so you could bring me to her, but now, you have lost that option." His lightsabre sizzled the air around him as he brought a charge-up attack. He struck out, and missed. He should have used more accuracy and less strength, but he did not care. He was in a blind rage. On Tatooine, it was common knowledge not to upset a Tusken. They do much worse than Wookies. They don't pull arms. The don't stop until the object of their hate has ben ground to dust. This is what Cluge wanted to do. Combining his lightsabre with a vast array of melee attacks he learned on his homeworld he bore down on Raze.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Nov 9, 2005 14:37:24 GMT -5
Raze sighed. "I will still bring you to her." He informed his opponant.
The wild swing of the lightsaber Cluge had given was only proof that he had succeeded. Unfortunately Raze knew that he had made him more dangerous, more frenzied. Cluge was stronger, yet Raze still had his wits about him.
"I need to stop you, for Tania." He whispered. He lashed out and struck his opponant's lightsaber with his own, pressing hard against it, bringing his face close to Cluge's. Raze reached out and took hold of Cluge's lightsaber, over the human's fingers, holding it steady. "Give up, forgive. If you forgive and come quietly your aunt can set you straight again. She can return you to the temple, please." He said.
It was a strange plan. Raze was seemingly enraging Cluge, then trying to pacify him. The zabrak was trying to ware the young ex-jedi down, lower his resolve, confuse him. Raze knew that, for some odd reason, he had some skill with a lightsaber, something he never knew he had before. He also he needed to weaken Cluge, weaken him mentally, because Raze was not trained to use the force as adeptly as the young human was, that was the danger...
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 9, 2005 18:01:29 GMT -5
((Ok, I'm condensing this post. When write a long one, my compy puiffles. Alot.))
Cluge tried to ignore Raze's words and leaned his body as far back as it would go, carrying Raze with him. When Raze was almost over him he caught him with his feet then used the Zeb'rak's wieght to push his head closer to the pavement. When his posistion was most precaurious, Cluge pushed his feet into his opponet's gut, sending him flying into a nearby wall.
The Tusken sprang up and hovered over Raze. "The Force is strong with you. But you are not strong with the Force." He brought his lightsabre up for a finishing blow when an argument began to enrage in his mind.
"Give up, forgive. If you forgive and come quietly your aunt can set you straight again. She can return you to the temple, please." Raze's words echoed in his head, refusing to cease.
Could I go back? Could I return? Never! You can't go back to the Temple! They'd kill you! Are you sure? Master Qui-Gon bordered the dark side and still retuned. He was a Master! They HAD to take him back! Raze will take me back to-- to my family. He'd rather kill you! Then he would have already. Leave now Yintsu. Leave me in peace.
A scream sounded in Cluge's head as a presence left his existence.
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 12, 2005 20:50:36 GMT -5
((sorry I was gone so long. Camping. Burn Marshmallows. YUCK!))
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 17, 2005 9:25:55 GMT -5
((Hello?))
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Post by BEHIND YOU!!! on Nov 21, 2005 3:41:17 GMT -5
A dull smile touched Myth's face, having let the two fight it out as she had intended. "So weak already, Raze? Kiss the girl and suddenly you can spout jedi babble?" The Twi'lek narrowed her eyes. "Fall in love, and you break so easily? Listen to me, Cluge. There's nothing left from them. There's only the hope, and why would the temple take you back now that you've pledged yourself to the darkside. Why would your master take you back now that she's fallen for this grayside fool."
Her lightsaber in hand, ignited, she stared at the two of them blankly. "Or would you both betray the darkside in the face of possible love?"
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 21, 2005 9:15:06 GMT -5
((Writer's block.))
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 22, 2005 9:36:11 GMT -5
((*Stacks Writer's blocks into tower! YAY! ;D *Wind knocks it over* )) Cluge was never so confused in his life, being torn two ways by his aunt's lover and Myth. He didn't know what to do, he just kept blocking Raze's attacks, not bothering to attack, because he did not know whether to attak Raze or Myth.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Nov 22, 2005 13:47:46 GMT -5
((Sorry, I had a killer few weeks at university. Urg, I had two tests and an essay. Sorry))
Raze was concentrating on Myth, half heartedly attacking Cluge. He knew the young one was confused and knew he was hovering between two obvious choices. He also knew that Cluge was still a threat.
Raze saw an opening and thrust his lightsaber forward, letting it graze past Cluge's left leg. He tapped the leg lightly with his weapon, cutting slightly into his leg. The move would make the leg useless for a while and Cluge would most definitely drop. Before the fallen j3di could react Raze spun around and did the exact same thing on his other leg, effectively disabling the threat of Cluge continuing to fight.
With Cluge down Raze backstepped out of the young j3di's range of attack, even if he was on the ground Cluge could still strike out with his lightsaber. Raze faced Myth.
"You know, milady, you're only seeing one half of the situation." He smiled lightly. "I, though you've taken another, am still your apprentice. I still have much to learn about the darkside, why would I abandon you? Yes, love, I suppose, has made me weaker in the sense that I can be... manipulated now" The last two words were filled with a loathing rarely heard in his voice.
Raze waited, his lightsaber defensive. "I personally do not see why you are so wound up about this. I would assume that I would outstrip Cluge as you're apprentice; I'm older, smarter and a near blank slate to work with." He smiled again. "I think you're worried that Taania is going to steal me away from you..." Raze paused as he thought it over, it made sense. "Aren't you?"
((And why is j3di replaced with jedi?))
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