Orion Darkstar
The Rising Star
Kevros's feet twitched as he hung in the air suffocating. His green eyes sliding to the corner to see if Juro was going to help. Unfortunately his mask didn't allow for a peripheral glance. Gravid had a nice grip on his throat. Kevros' veins began to change from a olive green to a sudden purple, popping as Gravid constrained his neck tighter.
The sound of beauty reached his ears, lightsabers humming nearby. Valis backed up into his view as he head was cleanly sliced off. It all happened so fast Kevros couldn't react . Falling out of the air, Juro had grabbed Gravid's attention. Coughing Kevros slammed into the muddy water below. His massassi hilt still tightly clenched in his right hand. Letting out a giant gasp of relief his shook his head, angered at the humiliation he had endured.
His left hand reached for his mask, his gloved fingers smoothly played with the design until he ripped it off. Kevros revealed to both Juro and Gravid what hid beneath. A young complexion of a Zelosian male with long dark hair. His face was normal, human-like in every way. His lips were thin, but dark. As Kevros smirked his cloak fell. His two muscular arms revealed by his cut off tank. a tattoo of the Kovani symbol encrusted into his right bicep. Reaching his feet his toned physique impressed.
The expression came faster than the dark side could react, clenching his white teeth, he charged. His long hair flowing behind. Swinging forward he ignited his saber, Gravid preparing for the impact smiled.
"That's it boy, let it consume you." Gravid said calmly.
Kevros slammed his saber into Gravid's the tiny spark fluttering to the sides. Gravid brought his other saber forward, aiming for Kevros's abdomen. With his left hand Kevros forced Gravid's second saber back. As if the force kept it there long enough to push off and gain a small distance. The fight was far from over, but Kevros's emotion grew deeper with the force. Soon his anger would turn to a calming power, something that both Juro and him would need to survive such a menacing adversary.
[member="Juro"]
The sound of beauty reached his ears, lightsabers humming nearby. Valis backed up into his view as he head was cleanly sliced off. It all happened so fast Kevros couldn't react . Falling out of the air, Juro had grabbed Gravid's attention. Coughing Kevros slammed into the muddy water below. His massassi hilt still tightly clenched in his right hand. Letting out a giant gasp of relief his shook his head, angered at the humiliation he had endured.
His left hand reached for his mask, his gloved fingers smoothly played with the design until he ripped it off. Kevros revealed to both Juro and Gravid what hid beneath. A young complexion of a Zelosian male with long dark hair. His face was normal, human-like in every way. His lips were thin, but dark. As Kevros smirked his cloak fell. His two muscular arms revealed by his cut off tank. a tattoo of the Kovani symbol encrusted into his right bicep. Reaching his feet his toned physique impressed.
The expression came faster than the dark side could react, clenching his white teeth, he charged. His long hair flowing behind. Swinging forward he ignited his saber, Gravid preparing for the impact smiled.
"That's it boy, let it consume you." Gravid said calmly.
Kevros slammed his saber into Gravid's the tiny spark fluttering to the sides. Gravid brought his other saber forward, aiming for Kevros's abdomen. With his left hand Kevros forced Gravid's second saber back. As if the force kept it there long enough to push off and gain a small distance. The fight was far from over, but Kevros's emotion grew deeper with the force. Soon his anger would turn to a calming power, something that both Juro and him would need to survive such a menacing adversary.
[member="Juro"]