Dis is da game!

[Garza]

I smiled as I had finally found a Master to call my own. being trained by him had helped me alot. So much so that I had gotten some training in lightsaber combat. Meaning that I didn't have to carry my rifle everywhere with me. regardless, I had felt happy for the first time in years. Walking on Courscant where I had followed readings of my Brother Morna.

I was searching for him, and even as I passed by people on the streets, They looked at my left arm like I was a freak, giving a large girth or space. Looking at the holopad, I shook my head. Morna wasn't here. THere was no way he was just sitting there. and if I did find him, what would he say? "Sorry man I thought you were gone."

I shook my head and stopped walking very apparent that I was mad, I punched a wall with my left fist. The durasteel side of the wall was dented in by the amount of force I put into it. I then looked at it gaping at what I had done. I was not used to this power. In the recent days and months that I have been training in the force, I noticed that the barrier between my real skin and my Demon skin was growing closer and closer. my right hand even started to darken and have larger nails. I tried to cut them down, but it didn't work all to much.

A guy then stopped me and started yelling about how I would have to fix this wall. I shook my head, and with a scowl, I gripped his throat with my left arm and squeezed. His eyes popped out like a toy doll, but didn't fall out. others around us were running away. I was pissed. and couldn't control my anger.

Suddenly the man flew from my grasp and smashed into the building across the street. With the aid of the force push I used. he now had many broken bones. "Don't kark with me."

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[Gherron Dragovalor]

The Jedi Guardian. Upholder of the law, protector of the peace. This was Gherron's mantle now, having been promoted to knight, following the fall of the Sith Empire. He now patrolled the streets of Coruscant, sporting a fresh beard in stead of the traditional padawan's braid. His hair was a bit longer now, and blew back with the wind. Unlike when he was a padawan, he now wore his robes with dignity and pride. He no longer felt he needed to hide his affiliation, as he could defend it now. His lightsaber hung at his side, swaying back and forth with each step.

As he turned a corner, something caught his attention. Civilians running from a fixed point, fear radiated from them. What was happening in his city? Walking toward the focal point, he soon came within sight of a rather strangely dressed man choking the life out of another. He reached for his weapon, but quickly remembered his teachings. 'Only draw your weapon if threatened', he thought. Stepping up, he spoke with firmness and authority. "Put that man down, and step away from him."

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[Garza]

As the man's body fell from the wall. I looked to see a man yelling at me. his beard was coming in, but it looked as though it was in patches. I smiled at him and nodded my head, pointing to the man who was no on the ground, "I put him down, You didn't ask for him to be put there nicely." I turned my entire body to him, allowing my left arm to be clearly visible. My hands were now clenched.

"Why don't you be like him, and leave before I beat your face in." I then smiled broadly as my hands then began to crackle with black lightning. Rarely it was seen for black lightning, but with my high force powers, I could do just about anything. "Or worse."

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[Gherron Dragovalor]

'Youre a keeper of peace, remember that', Gherron had tonremonf himself. He couldn't get into fights as easily as he had allowed in the past. As he watched the crumpled heap scamper off, he took a deep breath and stood firm. "I'm sorry, I can't do that. I'll have to ask you to stop, or I'll be forced to take you in. Choose wisely." To emphasize his point, he pulled back his cloak, revealing the decorated hilt underneath. The last thing he wanted was a fight, but hopefully the display would scare the man off.

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[Garza]

I smiled as the man asked me to stop. I shook my head even as he was showing that he had a lightsaber. Trying to dieter me from continuing. "Kind words and a fancy stick are not going to stop me Jedi." I drew my own lightsaber. Letting the Crimson blade ignite and hum in the silence of the street. Doors to shops and what ever else closed around us all at once. I turned to look at a door that was not closed. The woman behind it closed then flipped the sign that they were closed for the day. I nodded my head to her and smiled. allowing her to have the doubt that the doors could somehow stop me.

"Come at me Jedi, and lets see if you really can do what you say."

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[Gherron Dragovalor]

Gherron hid his sudden smile. Even as a Jedi, he still loved the thrill of a fight. However, the moment he took out his weapon, his face returned to the calm demeanor of the guardian. Igniting his blade, he forced himself through gritted teeth to enter Soresu stance, the form of defense. Whatever happened, he would not allow himself to lose. He would tire his opponent out, then wait for him to make a mistake. After all, they all made mistakes eventually. Even the highest of masters slipped up, and Gherron could tell this was no master. Not by a long shot. Entering a state of coolness, he silently watched the other from where he was, waiting for the first strike.

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[Garza]

I smiled as the Jedi only ignited his lightsaber. Shaking my head as he did not say a word, I just muttered under my breath. "if you wont go first...." My left hand lashed out at the man, and as though the entire planet was against the man, 4 spikes made of earthen material burst up from the ground and came at him from all sides. Even though he had a saber. I was more inclined to crush him with the earth and burn him with the powers of fire. Rather than fight him with a lightsaber. or any other weapon.

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[Gherron Dragovalor]

Calm as could be, Gherron defended himself against the oncoming spikes, while a splinter of one embedded itself between two of his armor scales on his left arm. Simply choosing to ignore it rather than take his concentration off of the man, he continued to stand firm, his cold glare unrelenting. As a padawan, he was reckless and ready to lash out at any given second. However, under the training of master Joshua DragonsFlame, he was an immovable force, and one to be reckoned with. Raising his lightsaber to combat any following attacks, he waited patiently without a word.

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[Garza]

I shook my head. This man really was the meaning of Patience of a rock. he seemed to not move, but I knew that he would move. because if he didn't he would die from now on. I smiled as I lifted my left hand and as the ground rumbled once more, a single pillar shot up from underneath him. Intending to send him sky high.

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[Gherron Dragovalor]

Gherron watched as the man before him seemed to grow agitated. He certainly wasn't tiring out, due to his low amount of physical labor. Then, he felt it. A tremor in the force, and under his feet. Thinking with expert speed, he flipped to the side and sent his lightsaber flying at the other. By the time this action was completed, his cloak was thrown up into the air by the rising pillar, and was now floating back down, a gaping hole in the middle. The Jedi would still keep his calm, but after he retrieved his lightsaber again, he would move forward and prepare for an attack of his own.

[member="Nickolas Imura"]

 

[Garza]

As the ligthsaber was thrown at me, with expert precision, I just shook my head as I used my left hand again. Sending a force push at the saber as though it had hit it's target. I started to walk forwards with a dead smile on my face. Saber in my right hand, out to my side parallel with the ground. "You have to fight me at some point Jedi." I then stopped as I had closed only a few meters between us. But still nowhere near close to a easy strike with the aid of the force. My left hand shot out and pulled with the force. Not at the Jedi, but at the shop to my left. Bursting through the window, A woman of about 16 years old was now held in a wrap with my arm around her neck and my saber at my side.

"Fight me, or she Dies." I then rolled her out and placed my hand on her pink tinted skin. Zeltron. As much as she had a nice body, I was to angry to notice all of it.

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[Gherron Dragovalor]

'A Jedi knows peace. A Jedi knows peace, a Jedi-'

Gherron cut himself off, muttering a curse. What was he thinking? He had to protect the civillian. As he looked into the eyes of the young zeltron, her helpless look shot at him and reminded him of his sister. Clutching his weapon hard, so hard his knuckles turned white, he stepped up with a renewed fire in his eyes. "Let. Her. Go." His glare burned into the other's. Nobody got hurt as long as Gherron was around, he would make sure of it.

[member="Nickolas Imura"]

 

[Garza]

I smiled as I could see even from here that the Jedi had now taken this personal. I still had the woman's neck in my hand. With a lightsaber in my right hand. I smiled brightly. "Now you have come to play." I took a hold of the woman's neck harder. Making her eyes bulge out even more. clawing at my arm trying desperately to make me let her go. She already had scratches and bruises on her by my yanking on her through the shop window. but regardless, I had a slight control on the situation. I let the woman go.

Her gasping for air was the followed by my left hand coming and hitting her in the Solar Plexus. An area in the stomach when hit hard enough could make someone lose their breath. She flew as I had used the force to aid in my strike. Sending her flying into a wall with a sickening crunch. "You didn't say please." I spoke before taking steps forward.

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[Gherron Dragovalor]

Gherron's gaze was cold now. Switching to Shi-cho with a mix of his own style of combat stance, he walked a little closer to the man, always keeping an eye on him. When he felt it was time to strike, he did. Three lightning strikes with his lightsaber, two at the legs, with a follow up of binging the pommel up with his chin. This battle would end quickly, he would see to it.

[member="Nickolas Imura"]

 

[Garza]

I smiled as the Jedi wanted my blood. He wanted to take advantage of my lower skills. too bad he wasn't watching where he was looking.

His saber came at me three times, and the two to my leg were smacked away with a twist of my wrist, and the pommel to my face, I barely dodged. leaning back so it came to brush my face. Even as he was there. I sent a few swipes of my own back at him. One to the chest, two to each arm, and one for the head. With the intricate style of a double bladed lightsaber, he may not have a grasp against two blades on which one was coming for him. as my last stroke ended, I sent a force push down at his feet where a manhole cover was at.

Intending to either limit his movement, or make him end the battle now as he would be swimming with crap. Literally.

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[Gherron Dragovalor]

When Gherron ended his attack, he saw the storm that was coming. Leaning backward, he let the blow to his chest take place, as his armor would be there to stop it, then did all he could to avoid or deflect the other attacks. When the streak of crimson lashed at his left arm, he guided it with the force away, then knocked back the second at his right arm with his own blade. Thinking the assault was foolish however. He allowed himself a quick reprieve, right before taking a wave of force to the chest. Sliding back a few feet, he managed to escape the brunt of the blow just before reaching a manhole that lay behind him. Taking a breath, he tried to clear his mind. He needed this if he wanted a better chance at winning without losing an arm or something else important. In the few seconds he had to calm himself, he entered the art of moving meditation, and opened his eyes again. Now, he would be able to see more clearly than before, both physically and through the force.

Now with his head back in the game, Gherron charged at the man with a swish and a stab from his saber, then executed a high kick to the jaw.

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[Garza]

I could only beam brighter as he came at me for a second time. The ligthsaber once more was smacked away with the intricate blade work of a double-bladed lightsaber. However, with my movements, I was open at the last second. Allowing the man's high jump kick to slam into my jaw. I was hit upwards with the direction of the kick, and allowed myself to follow through. flipping backwards in the air to create some distance between the two of us.

Even as I landed down, on my feet, I slammed my fist hard on the ground to cause an earthen wall to rise up between us. Followed by a quick force push. Hoping to send large debris at him, and bring this fight to a whole new level.

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[Gherron Dragovalor]

Normally, Gherron would smirk as he felt the sickening crunch when his foot connected with his opponent's jaw. However, in his state, his face was completely emotionless. The next attack was no different. Yes, he was both confused and freaked out by the sudden wall of earth coming straight for him, but he couldn't think about that. Reacting in the best way he could, he switched back to soresu form, built a wall of force around him, and pushed outward. Whether the rock was in ruble by the time it reached [member="Nickolas Imura"] or not, it was coming back to him one way or another.

 

[Garza]

There was one thing about being a Geo shaper. Is that you learn to control the rocks, and the ground itself. Not just alter it. I smiled as the rocks were broken apart into pieces with the duo of force pushes. or a variation. The rocks were thrown back at me. Hitting me as a hammer would to an anvil. Slamming into my body with such force that I was thrown back. The street was not very long, and with the turn that was hidden behind me. I slammed into the wall with rubble and stone around me.

My lightsaber had been thrown from my hand, but that didn't matter, since I called on it as quick as I could. it ignited into my hand once more. only this time I seprated the double bladed lightsaber. Using the Jar'Kai form of combat. Only I didn't rise up from the ground with scars.

Along my body was the stone. Rolling to my body and attaching itself to my arms, legs, chest. making me look like a stone Golem mixed with a human. There were still gaps in my arms, neck, kness, and toes. My head was also open to allow quick head movements. I smiled. rolling my head letting the bones pop in my neck. "Well that felt good."

Taking a step forwards, Rocks rolled under my shoes to cover them as well. giving myself boots made of stone and brick. Instead of the soft padding of my shoes, you could hear the thunderous boom boom of my feet. I had my own makeshift armor from the planet itself. "Now where were we?"

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[Gherron Dragovalor]

As much as Gherron's meditation was helping him, it didn't stop him from muttering a curse under his breath. As the force-drawn meditation faded away, he looked upon the earthen man with dread, then conviction. He told himself that he'd been in worse before. And really, he had. This kid may have looked strong, but Gherron had taken down Sith Knights and darkside spirits, even as a padawan. If he could do that, he could win this battle for sure. Eyeing the small, individual cracks in the makeshift armor, he used the force to bring up the leftover rocks and rubble from the previous encounter, moved their sharpest sides inward, and launched them into the cracks.

[member="Nickolas Imura"]