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[Valery Noble]

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Location: Coruscant
Objective: Represent the Jedi
Wearing: Link
Tag: Koda Fett

She had tried everything to get him to leave at this point, but he wasn't going anywhere it seemed — the axe came swinging in, and rather than making any kind of move to retreat, he advanced and continued the pressure on the Barrier. Feeling its strength slip away, Valery dropped her defensive shield and augmented herself with the Force to make a sudden dash. She evaded the few remaining bolts he fired before going into the air, which meant it was far from over.

Limited in her movements, she watched him close the distance quickly and empowered herself to deal with the first strike she knew she couldn't dodge. With great force, Koda's gauntlet slammed into her augmented guard, sending her stumbling back several feet from the momentum he had.

But what should have shattered the bones in her arms had only caused some bruising that she could push herself through. Valery then hopped back some more and quickly reached down to tear the skirt of her dress, allowing it to separate better and give her more mobility.

"Ruining a perfectly good dress..."

She clenched her jaw and with augmented speed, she dashed straight back into action, her limbs empowered and her own fists transitioning into a flurry of strikes that showed her experience with martial arts. The combination was meant to open up his guard, before hopefully penetrating it with a powerful low kick just above the knee.

 

[Koda Fett]

CORUSCANT
Valery Noble

It felt as if a thousand fists had struck him at once; an assault on himself that carried all the finesse of a master martial artists, imbued with the Force to increase the rate in which the attack descended on his armoured frame - as much as the Mandalorian armour was able to soak and cast aside, blunt force trauma had another effect on the inside. Fett made an effort to block the strikes to a moderate amount of success, it was not until one attack reached around to his bruised side that he let out an audible reaction and fell to a knee.

Internal combat sensors had, in time, identified the motions that came from the Jedi and offered their own counter-attack moveset.

Her kick had since been aimed towards his torso, an effective blow to knock the wind out of the Mandalorian and see him turned onto his back. Yet the sciences made their move first, and his iron hold reached out to catch the kick. Some amount of follow-through struck his chest, still, but his arms twisted the leg as if to up-end Valery, followed by an attempt at a downwards punch.

 

[Valery Noble]

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Location: Coruscant
Objective: Represent the Jedi
Wearing: Link
Tag: Koda Fett

With the flurry of attacks Valery had unleashed, she eventually managed to hit a weakened spot at his side, and it sent him down to a knee. But perhaps following up with a kick had been a bad idea — the torn dress made it easy to find fabric to hold onto, even if the leg itself was difficult to catch.

So within a split-second, his arm had maneuvered around her leg and sent her down onto her rear. The shock of the impact echoed through her body but before she had time to recover, she could feel his punch incoming. In her attempt to defend, she allowed the Force to pulse through her core and tightened it to absorb as much of the impact as she could. But even though it made it feel like he struck a brick wall, she felt a brief but intense spike of pain.

Despite it though, she quickly extended a hand and channeled the Force, this time to apply great pressure to his body. Not with the intent to crush him or cause harm, but to freeze him momentarily, before sending him flying back and away from her. Only then, she'd be able to jump back up to her feet, the fire in her eyes ignited and turned to the Mandalorian.

But faintly in the distance, the sounds of sirenes were beginning to grow audible as well — with all the explosions and destruction they had caused on the platform, it hadn't been that difficult to track them down. Soon, the area was going to be swarmed with law enforcement.

 

[Koda Fett]

CORUSCANT
Valery Noble

He was slower to his feet, then. It resembled a clamber, an effort, the latest blast onto his own rear had seen him skitter across the hard surface and the discomforted sound of metal on crete sounded off once more. His vocoded voice had done little more than exert a sound that better showed the effort that came with each movement now, the ache in his side increased tenfold as the seconds ticked on. But even then, amidst the number of shove backs, there was a clear intent to continue on in this brawl. Blame it on those Mandalorian roots, his donor, the environment in which he was raised. He was relentless, that much was clear.

Fett motioned to raise his sidearm, an extended arm in tandem too, but no more came from that there. His helmeted turned to the sound of the sirens, it neared with each second and there was far more than one mere craft full of men and women that came to collect him. "Hnn," the armoured man breathed in retaliation, one arm lowered and the aim of the blaster turned into a far more laxxed one. His distance from the Jedi had been his finest of all allies in the moment.

The Mandalorian circled her, content with the room it soon afforded him. His rockets fired into life and sent him into the air with the intent to flee from the authorities, a million and more mental notes ran free in his brain for another encounter both with Jedi Master Noble and the Jedi as a whole. Free to leave or not, it rest on his mind between all the wordless motions.

 

[Valery Noble]

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Location: Coruscant
Objective: Represent the Jedi
Wearing: Link
Tag: Koda Fett

Breathing heavily and with lingering pain in her stomach, Valery stood and watched the Mandalorian closely. The sound of sirens in the distance hadn't escaped her, but earlier she believed that he would disengage as well, and he didn't. So the only real question that remained in her mind was whether or not he'd finally take his leave, or if he wanted another round with her.

For a moment, she was sure he was considering the exact same thing — it was in his blood to enjoy a challenge as this fight had been, and they hadn't really gotten far enough to be satisfied yet. But he also knew that if the authorities would get their hands on him, the chances of fighting again would get a lot smaller.

So after a few seconds passed, his jetpack ignited again and Valery simply watched, as he made his escape through the air. Sure, she could have tried to stop him, but she had a wounded ally and she lacked her usual fighting gear to really feel comfortable about the encounter. This meant that she wasn't going to interfere, and just turned to Gorthalon instead.

"Alright, let's get out of here," Valery said as she adjusted her dress and kneeled down beside him to check whether or not there were injuries that required immediate first aid. Anything else could be taken care of by medical personnel, who surely were on their way here as well.