Alyona Volkovna (Алёна)
Алёна Вохин (Light of the Voxyn)
Continued from Togoria Invasion...
Location: Togorian Wilderness
Duel: Private
Allies: Galactic Republic
Enemies: One Sith, [member=Xavka Duquo]
Gear:
Luke Skywalker's Lightsaber
Utility Belt:
NN-14 Blaster Pistol
Grenades::>3 x Thermal Detonator; 3 x Flash-bomb
Miscellaneous::>Scanner; Datapad w/ Holoprojector; Comlink; Fibercord w/ Grappling Hook; Rebreather;
Alyona felt the danger coming before it did, catching the sense of intense malice build, which tipped her off. She remained within the river's great depths, dozens of meters from the surface of the water, loose strands of ashen hair whipping lazily around her face. As the Zabrak's attack leapt from the surface of his hand, Alyona was turning in the water and drawing her lightsaber, instinct spurring her reaction time, knowledge and experience guiding her actions. She activated her lightsaber under water, the blade intercepting stray tendrils of electric power as they disseminating throughout the river. The river was far too fast moving and murky for her attacker to see the pale light of her blade so deep under water. Quickly noting the angle of the attack from her position near the river's bottom as she deactivated her blade, Alyona turned forward once more and continued swimming swiftly, dissolving her presence in the Force and transplanted it throughout the wildlife in the area, giving the immediate impression she was everywhere all at once. Thus, even the pieces of herself that the Zabrak had been mentally tracking sprouted in a sudden uprising of consciousnesses as Alyona's mental presence was assigned to the myriad creatures and living organisms capable of projecting it. A wave of mental senses would crash throughout the Force, giving Alyona the distraction she needed to distance herself from her attacker.
Several long minutes later, Alyona could see and feel the shift in the river's path; the depths ahead grew tumultuous as the water roiled beneath the crashing downpour of the nearest waterfall. A series of such falls cascaded down from the bluffs above, fed by a massive, nearby river that cut through the higher plains in the region. The forest had grown quite dense and thick, and the undergrowth was no longer dusted with the ash of the valley slope. The soil here was soft and moist, and the wood was full of life. Here, Alyona maintained her mentally disseminated presence as best she could as she took to the waterfall pool's deepest part, coming up to the surface only once she'd successfully passed under and behind the curtain of water. When she finally broke the pool's surface, Alyona wiped the water from her face with a hand and stowed the rebreather in her belt pouch. Water spray filled the air around her, peppering her face with condensation that began to bead and drip from her chin and jaw. Alyona looked back toward the forest from behind her wall of water, seeing nothing. The fall itself was nearly fifteen meters wide, and several times that in height. The rock wall behind the fall was curved outward away from the pool. It continued up several tens of meters until it reached the ledge where the water poured out from the rock. Roughly a dozen meters above that the bluff reached its peak. Alyona remained still in the water and considered her next move. The time to turn the fight against her foe was now.
Alyona slowly pulled herself out of the water and onto the rocks behind the fall. To her own mind, the hiding place was obvious as it protected her from sight. However, a tracker might not necessarily think the same; water falls protected little true cover, only concealment, and they also drowned out your hearing. Alyona had to stretch her senses to their limit to glean brief hints of sound from the banks across the river.
Thankfully, the rocks provided her a path to continue along the bluffs, one that was not visible from below, across the riverbank. A stone pathway was worn into the side of the cliff wall, rising up above the river below and overlooking the forest. It's height was not great, once the pathway left the cover of the waterfall it only rose perhaps a dozen meters on a gradual slope. The walking space was plentiful, the pathway was room enough for five abreast to walk and just over two meters in height. Native Togorians used the pathway for travel from the nearby settlement deep within the canyon, bypassing the dense forest. The outer edge of the pathway was riddled with rocky protuberances and shrubbery, providing Alyona with plenty of concealment as she snuck along Northward, following the wall of the canyon. The river continued to run below, following the same path. As Alyona looked out at the forest on the other side of the river, she noted that the canopy rested just below her height; the trees were thigh and broad-boughed, but short, due to the more limited time the local star had to provide light to the depths of the canyon.
Alyona rested for a moment shortly after beginning her climb, the waterfall continued to roar nearby. She watched the forest below, minding in particular the treetops along the river's banks, knowing how arboreal her foe seemed to be. Alyona held her presence amongst the wildlife, at times using their eyes and ears to keep watch on the forest. Suddenly, there he was, seen through the eyes of a native mammal as he rushed passed. Alyona caught him through the eyes of another close by, and through the ears of a third. I've got you, Alyona thought to herself, noting her attacker's general location within the forest.
Alyona prepared herself to take control of the fighting area. The pathway upon which she stood was wide and tall, but would not allow for acrobatics of any real kind. The fighting space would be limited and a fall from the edge would be dangerous. The pathway continued to slope upward the further North it went, reaching a peak height of nearly forty meters. The rocks jutting outward from the cliff face would tear apart anyone unfortunate to fall from its height. That's my objective, Alyona decided. To force our combat here. She looked around, ready to catch the attention of her would-be hunter, and looked down at a head-sized rock resting along the edge of the pathway. Crouching down behind a human-sized boulder, Alyona pushed the rock out from her hiding place. It scraped off the edge of the path and tumbled down below, striking lips and protrusions along the cliff side's surface before splashing loudly into the surface of the river below. A shower of smaller rocks and minerals fell in a light shower into the water.
The nearby waterfall continued to obfuscate Alyona's long distance hearing in that direction, but with her eyes on the downward slope of the pathway, she would be able to catch sight of her prey taking that path. What she expected, however, was for him to continue Northward of the noise, cross the river at distance, and scale the wall before looping back down the path to intercept her. That is, if he even heard the falling rocks. Alyona kept a hand on her lightsaber, maintaining her calm presence within the wildlife of the forest, observing. The Zabrak would see her eyes everywhere, but powerless to strike at her. Alyona's presence was everywhere, in everything with physical senses. The concentration such an effort required was great, however, and the facade was one she would be unable to maintain once battle began. For now, she merely waited, and watched over her prey, emotionless and patient.
Location: Togorian Wilderness
Duel: Private
Allies: Galactic Republic
Enemies: One Sith, [member=Xavka Duquo]
Gear:
Luke Skywalker's Lightsaber
Utility Belt:
NN-14 Blaster Pistol
Grenades::>3 x Thermal Detonator; 3 x Flash-bomb
Miscellaneous::>Scanner; Datapad w/ Holoprojector; Comlink; Fibercord w/ Grappling Hook; Rebreather;
Alyona felt the danger coming before it did, catching the sense of intense malice build, which tipped her off. She remained within the river's great depths, dozens of meters from the surface of the water, loose strands of ashen hair whipping lazily around her face. As the Zabrak's attack leapt from the surface of his hand, Alyona was turning in the water and drawing her lightsaber, instinct spurring her reaction time, knowledge and experience guiding her actions. She activated her lightsaber under water, the blade intercepting stray tendrils of electric power as they disseminating throughout the river. The river was far too fast moving and murky for her attacker to see the pale light of her blade so deep under water. Quickly noting the angle of the attack from her position near the river's bottom as she deactivated her blade, Alyona turned forward once more and continued swimming swiftly, dissolving her presence in the Force and transplanted it throughout the wildlife in the area, giving the immediate impression she was everywhere all at once. Thus, even the pieces of herself that the Zabrak had been mentally tracking sprouted in a sudden uprising of consciousnesses as Alyona's mental presence was assigned to the myriad creatures and living organisms capable of projecting it. A wave of mental senses would crash throughout the Force, giving Alyona the distraction she needed to distance herself from her attacker.
Several long minutes later, Alyona could see and feel the shift in the river's path; the depths ahead grew tumultuous as the water roiled beneath the crashing downpour of the nearest waterfall. A series of such falls cascaded down from the bluffs above, fed by a massive, nearby river that cut through the higher plains in the region. The forest had grown quite dense and thick, and the undergrowth was no longer dusted with the ash of the valley slope. The soil here was soft and moist, and the wood was full of life. Here, Alyona maintained her mentally disseminated presence as best she could as she took to the waterfall pool's deepest part, coming up to the surface only once she'd successfully passed under and behind the curtain of water. When she finally broke the pool's surface, Alyona wiped the water from her face with a hand and stowed the rebreather in her belt pouch. Water spray filled the air around her, peppering her face with condensation that began to bead and drip from her chin and jaw. Alyona looked back toward the forest from behind her wall of water, seeing nothing. The fall itself was nearly fifteen meters wide, and several times that in height. The rock wall behind the fall was curved outward away from the pool. It continued up several tens of meters until it reached the ledge where the water poured out from the rock. Roughly a dozen meters above that the bluff reached its peak. Alyona remained still in the water and considered her next move. The time to turn the fight against her foe was now.
Alyona slowly pulled herself out of the water and onto the rocks behind the fall. To her own mind, the hiding place was obvious as it protected her from sight. However, a tracker might not necessarily think the same; water falls protected little true cover, only concealment, and they also drowned out your hearing. Alyona had to stretch her senses to their limit to glean brief hints of sound from the banks across the river.
Thankfully, the rocks provided her a path to continue along the bluffs, one that was not visible from below, across the riverbank. A stone pathway was worn into the side of the cliff wall, rising up above the river below and overlooking the forest. It's height was not great, once the pathway left the cover of the waterfall it only rose perhaps a dozen meters on a gradual slope. The walking space was plentiful, the pathway was room enough for five abreast to walk and just over two meters in height. Native Togorians used the pathway for travel from the nearby settlement deep within the canyon, bypassing the dense forest. The outer edge of the pathway was riddled with rocky protuberances and shrubbery, providing Alyona with plenty of concealment as she snuck along Northward, following the wall of the canyon. The river continued to run below, following the same path. As Alyona looked out at the forest on the other side of the river, she noted that the canopy rested just below her height; the trees were thigh and broad-boughed, but short, due to the more limited time the local star had to provide light to the depths of the canyon.
Alyona rested for a moment shortly after beginning her climb, the waterfall continued to roar nearby. She watched the forest below, minding in particular the treetops along the river's banks, knowing how arboreal her foe seemed to be. Alyona held her presence amongst the wildlife, at times using their eyes and ears to keep watch on the forest. Suddenly, there he was, seen through the eyes of a native mammal as he rushed passed. Alyona caught him through the eyes of another close by, and through the ears of a third. I've got you, Alyona thought to herself, noting her attacker's general location within the forest.
Alyona prepared herself to take control of the fighting area. The pathway upon which she stood was wide and tall, but would not allow for acrobatics of any real kind. The fighting space would be limited and a fall from the edge would be dangerous. The pathway continued to slope upward the further North it went, reaching a peak height of nearly forty meters. The rocks jutting outward from the cliff face would tear apart anyone unfortunate to fall from its height. That's my objective, Alyona decided. To force our combat here. She looked around, ready to catch the attention of her would-be hunter, and looked down at a head-sized rock resting along the edge of the pathway. Crouching down behind a human-sized boulder, Alyona pushed the rock out from her hiding place. It scraped off the edge of the path and tumbled down below, striking lips and protrusions along the cliff side's surface before splashing loudly into the surface of the river below. A shower of smaller rocks and minerals fell in a light shower into the water.
The nearby waterfall continued to obfuscate Alyona's long distance hearing in that direction, but with her eyes on the downward slope of the pathway, she would be able to catch sight of her prey taking that path. What she expected, however, was for him to continue Northward of the noise, cross the river at distance, and scale the wall before looping back down the path to intercept her. That is, if he even heard the falling rocks. Alyona kept a hand on her lightsaber, maintaining her calm presence within the wildlife of the forest, observing. The Zabrak would see her eyes everywhere, but powerless to strike at her. Alyona's presence was everywhere, in everything with physical senses. The concentration such an effort required was great, however, and the facade was one she would be unable to maintain once battle began. For now, she merely waited, and watched over her prey, emotionless and patient.