Confrontation

[Dalansa]

She had found her weapon. Well, crap. Reaching behind her head, she felt for her own blade. There. Wrapping her hand around it, she brought her arm back to her side. Rising to a knee, she pushed off and ran. But not at @[member="Nasika Serizawa"]. Shooting past the Jedi, just out or range, she dropped to a knee and picked up the ancient blades that had been her salvation time and time again. Lifting the still, connected weapon form the snow, she turned to look at the Pantoran. Disconnecting the blades at the hilt, she slid both back into their scabbard before rising again. She had her weapons, but she had just put her opponent between her and the spaceport. This was not good. Activating both blades, she stepped forward, spinning the handle in an arc before her. Intimidation? Definitely. Effective? Maybe not.

 

[Nasika Serizawa]

Nasika was certainly intimidated, having not developed skills like that yet, She was lucky she was doing as well as she was with her training saber let alone a real weapon like her opponent. But she could at least see when she made the arc strike for her it wasn't as effective as it was for giving a good scare tactic. She quickly blocked it, locking blades with the woman for a moment. Both their eyes were almost face-to-face, Nasika's timid but resilient ones against the very burning woman's. Thinking fast Nasika pushed her away and, not fully thinking about what she was doing, began attacking with a flurry of strikes all over. From left to right and up and down she was basically failing her blade around but in a more styled way than any inexperienced sword handler would.

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[Dalansa]

Each strike, on their own, would have been easily blocked, but combined, Dalansa was struggling. Backing up, she began to attempt an offensive. Swinging into the next strike with the top of her blade, she flicked the bottom at @[member="Nasika Serizawa"]. Her guard was down, but if Dalansa could push the Jedi onto her back foot, she could press an attack again. This was going poorly, and she needed to get to the Starsnow. Soon. The police would be here any second.

 

[Nasika Serizawa]

Just as much as the woman went on the offense Nasika was quick to take a defense before trying to push it back to offense. It was clear she only wanted to keep fighting this woman long enough to hold out for the police, only she'd forgotten about them. For Nasika this was a matter of trying to prove she could hold in a fight. It came to one point where she was swinging everything into one attack after the other, trying to take the woman down. In one moment she saw a chance and swung at the woman's shoulder, hoping to wound her. If she succeeded then she be shocked she did, otherwise she'd be almost out of breath by this point.

As the fight was progressing the police could already make out the sounds of battle and hurried over to the source.

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[Dalansa]

The blade came down on Dalansa's shoulder hard, and the Offshoot fell to her knees. The police were just out of range. "How many innocents do you want to die, Jedi?" She asked. She had no options left. And, in truth, to her at least, no Arkanian was innocent. "Let me go, or I will kill every living soul where you send me." It was an idle threat, but Dalansa knew that it would give the girl pause. Deactivating her saber and dropping her arm down, she activated the blade directly into the padawan's knee. Then, rolling to the side, she turned the blade off and tried her best to run. She was hard to wear down, even for her species, but she was getting short of breath.
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[Nasika Serizawa]

Nasika did in fact pause for a moment, thinking of this woman was serious what she was going to do. True Nasika could fight her but fighting her while protecting innocent people? Even with the police she doubted they could be much help against such a skilled warrior. Before Nasika could make any decision the saber hit her knee, making her yell put in pain and fall to the ground. She could barley stand with the burns she received and thus had to let the woman go. By the time the police arrived Nasika told them to go on, trying to stop the woman while she laid there. Some did so while others helped her to her feet.

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[Dalansa]

Throwing a glimpse over her shoulder, Dalansa spotted five officers chasing her, armed with what appeared to be stun batons. She couldn't outrun them, but if she could get them one at a time, she'd have a chance. Rounding the corner, she activated her saberstaff. Thrusting one end back, she felt it jerk as one of the men ran onto it. Pulling it out, she attempted to return to her run, however, one of the police pulled a blaster. It struck her in the same shoulder that @[member="Nasika Serizawa"] had hit earlier, and sending the Offshoot to her knees. Spinning the blade around her head, she caught the second one on the jaw, and continued pressing forward, hoping to get to the spaceport entrance. The shots kept coming, missing twice before striking her side. It burned a hole in her armor and knocked her down, but didn't do enough damage to hurt her. Officers three and four were dumb enough to approach, where they met a certain cold metal death. Her saber was on her belt, and both officers got a blade to the gut for their troubles. Again the blaster sang, and this time it burned through the Offshoot's hair. She bull-rushed him, and he got one more shot in before she was on top of him, holding both blades to his throat. Drawing both across, she rolled off. Panting in the snow, she slowly, carefully, stood. The others would be here soon. She staggered into the spaceport, stumbled into the hanger, and stepped onto the Lady Starsnow's ramp. She was home free, but not uninjured.

 

[Nasika Serizawa]

Being help by the other officers Nasika was escorted when they heard the sound of more battle. By the time they arrived however it was too late. Nasika looked over the remains of those who went up against the woman. It was shocking to say the least both for the officers but more for Nasika. She failed them. She'd felt that she'd failed these brave men whom she was supposed to be in charge of. She was a Jedi after all and when a Jedi was about most had to fall under their command, whether they were padawan knight or master. But seeing so many dead had hit Nasika hard. She could've helped them if she'd just held out in the fight longer. But now she was angered by what this woman did. Leaving the men behind Nasika fought through the pain and hobbled over to the spaceport with her saber in hand, only arriving in time to see her escaping. As the woman took off both hers and Nasika's met, she giving a look that implied this wasn't over.

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[Dalansa]

Dalansa watched as the planet she had been created on, she spotted @[member="Nasika Serizawa"] glaring at her. She could read it well enough. This wasn't over. Of course not. She wanted to bring her to justice. As if that existed in Republic space. She had lived her whole life here, and yet there was no justice. She was forced to forget such a simpleton's ideal for the harsher reality. The justice served rarely does anything. Ever. And that it life.