'Black Market

[Jesta]

Jestas smile faded and suddenly his slitted eyes intensified on her. She turned her back to him and then put the deal off? Jesta growled and walked closer to her, quickly wrapping his arms around her neck and keeping a tight grip. Not enough to hurt her or do any real damage but enough to keep her still as he whispered in her ear. "You don't want to break a promise to me. We had a l deal and when someone weasels out of a deal it makes me....crazy." He hissed with a hint of laughter. "You want me to fight you without holding back? Fine. Ill do it, but don't you DARE turn your back on a promise. You made a deal with the devil my friend and i don't like my deals to be broken. Now ive been nice to you, i gave you chances and i even gave you a moment to catch your breath. I have been NOTHING but kind." He laughed between words and stroked her white hair trying to calm her. "Now...we are going to play this game until there is a winner. Now stand and fight, give it your all and never back down. You win until you lose...and cant win until you try. The secret to being a soldier... Is resilience. You think a Empire scum would he showing you the kindness i am? Face it...i am probably the most gentle person you have ever met. And i sacrificed my sanity for it. Now lets...try...this...again." He finished and let her go, taking a few steps back and getting into a stance. "And dont walk away...." He said finally.

 

[Azarah]

She might have jumped away from his grasp but she found herself in an position she hated to be in. Having no mobility, she yelped involuntarily ears wilting back allowing the puff of her bottom lip to poke out against her will.

It was one thing to be beaten but feeling all the sudden like a trapped animal in a cage was a whole other deal. Feeling her hair being stroked jaws snapped at him as she began to struggle fervently to get out of the hold. "I ain't no soldier!" she squirmed bringing her hands up to plant firmly on either side of his hold, wanting nothing more than to get out of the feeling. It welled in her belly driving her to a stake of fear she often shoved into the pit of her mind. "You don't know the meaning of kindness so don't get go on prattling with that!" struggling became more intense until she was finally released.

Clawing her fingers into the soil, teeth bit into the inside of her lip letting her own fright turn into feral anger. "Don't you ever touch me!" Whipping hard around like a coiled snake snapping out for a bite to sink it's venom into, she took no holding back this time. She was desperate, it was evident and he managed to drive her usual strong willed mind into a sense of frenzy. Zipping to her left and the right, kicking up dirt only to pounce upwards, she latched hard onto the very arm that had just held her prisoner. It was easily dirty fighting and while she was still considering not murdering him even in this sort of fight, she was not above playing nasty. The damn armour though she could do without. Digging her own personal claws into the mesh armor that was protecting him, she knew she was fighting a battle she wasn't going to win now. Yet she went all for it, jerking back the arm she had a hold of to at least force a stumble, she had to get one strike in. Just one, then it wouldn't be for naught.

 

[Jesta]

Jesta laughed when she said he did not know the meaning of kindness. "Oh and you do? If i dont then you sure as hell never will the way out show so much hatred." Jesta deflected her own insult back at her as he let her go. She snarled at him about touching her and Jesta brought his hands up and smiled. "Thats right show me what you got!" He laughed insanely. She charged him suddenly and grabbed his arm pulling. Jesta let her pull and he jumped into the air and angled his body sideways. He would attempt to put both his legs on her neck and twist his body as a takedown. If that did not work he would simply do a backflip over both their arms to relief the pressure in his arm and use his other arm to take her by the waist and pick her up, tossing her to the side.

 

[Azarah]

She couldn't even get a grasp long enough to do anything. Hoping upwards, she most certainly released her own hold to avoid getting caught up in that mess but he was always ahead of the game catching her off guard.

Where she managed to miss his lower half coming at her, she didn't escape the secondary one. The pressure came around her waist as she wanted nothing more than to hollar out right, but found that option lacking as well.

Gravity left her to the air around, only to grab again to violently pull her down. She couldn't ever recall a time she had a battle like this, it was usually over before it began. She counted on that and yet it failed so terribly that she couldn't get her bearings again. She didn't overly know how she did it, but she managed somehow.

Twisting her own body around into the awkward spin, knees buckled under her lithe frame as the earth came up a lot faster than she wanted. Muscles tightened jarring from the impact, as she came to a crashing end.

Tumbling into herself, she cringed letting herself curl up. She was more than through with this.

 

[Jesta]

Jesta watched as she struggled to defend herself from his counter and the second one connected. She went flying into the air and crashed into the ground with a awkward twist. He stood and stared at her as she curled up into a ball and did not get up. "Maybe...i overdid it..." He said regrettably. She was banged up pretty bad and now he felt like a jerk. Jesta sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "I should help her." He said walking over to her. He knew how much she hated being touched but he was not going to leave her there. Crouching down he put his arms under her legs and then his other arm up on her back and lifted her up softly. Turning to an opened area Jesta called Brutus. "Bring the shuttle down. And being a medic." He said. He would take her to his ship to be taken care of. Medical supplies here were crappy.

 

[Azarah]

Oh she was loathing him entirely, everything about the man. Rage clutched at her heart bubbling into a angry froth yet... she couldn't do a damn thing about it. She knew pain and this... this was not it. This was agony as she wanted nothing more than just to be left alone. Eventually she'd be able to move around again and go back to her own comfort that was all she was looking for. Her own private comfort again, this day had gone from innocent browsing to a living hell.

As much as she wanted to stay away from him, she knew she had very little will power to accomplish such a task. Especially when he came closer to her again, she pulled further into herself no better than a wounded animal trying to protect itself by trying so desperately to appear smaller that hopefully would curb the attention of the predator. Though that didn't work either.

Feeling the involuntary shudder rip across her skin when as he took a hold of her, she was looking at him through thin slits. Everything she wanted to do, she struggled with the very thought. And yet what made it all that much worse for her was, she was now doomed to work for the republic. Her honor meant a lot alone and she wouldn't back out of the deal, even if she hated this creature to the very fiber of her being.