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In A Cantina

Balor deflected the blaster fire. He then kicked at the droid's legs in an attempt the debilitate it. The droid reached at him with its vibro blade and he barely had time to dodge it's attack.
 
The whole of the cantina was in disarray, and he had made a promise that he would kill them all. He tried to tell the truth all the time.

That was a lie, but he did enjoy utilizing technicalities to do as he pleased, and once he was behind [member="DathoMaul"], he threw a force push into him, attempting to throw him into the wall on the other side of the cantina.

Meanwhile he chased after his force push, or wherever his new target had done.
 
Walked through the Cantina with indifference. With his cowl draped over his head he would preserve his identity and as such there would be no need to engage into a petty squabble. "Weaklings" He'd scoff, not caring who or what heard him. But he did want to make his presence known without actually saying anything...

He would do just that.. Those sensitive to the force could feel it, it was a brewing, a seething... He felt hot with anger, his primal rage boiled to the surface... And just as quickly, it vanished. It was not meant to be a grandeur display of ones means or ability. It was not to scare away the denizens that hid partially under tables and counters to avoid death...

No... It was simple a warning.

Don't kark with me.

Aeon Caedus DathoMaul
 
Carden was still sitting by the stormtrooper waiting for him to respond. He was just daring him to put the binder cuffs on him. When he noticed Maleus walk in . Hehe well if it is not Maleus hehe I wonder.


[member="Maleus"]
 
Lord Tristan said:
(This makes me wonder what that droid is made of. Also, how can you use Soresu with a two bladed lightsaber?)

The "young" undead man quickly shifted to Djem So strikes against the mad droid, seething with rage and hatred normally shown by a Sith "Knight" despite his own power being weaker than that.
(the lightsaber forms can be adapted for any different melee weapons, including hand to hand combat, Kycoros' training included how to use some of the forms with his staff, lightsaber and body)
he keeps watching not expecting anyone to turn to attack him, but keeps his stance
 
He turned around and he looked over at [member="Maleus"], he sensed the Force be expanded out and around him, and he sensed that the beginning most probably thought himself stronger than he was. He had come in here looking for a fight of course, and he would get it. Mainly because of his attitude, Aeon didn't like when people had an attitude like that. It challenged his own superiority, and he threw a force push at the other Sith Acolyte's chest and ran after it - straight for him.
 
Slowly looked to [member="Kycoros Oberon"] with interest. ​"You know, you really shouldn't fight inside of Cantina's, the authorities might get called." A coy grin passed through the ends of his lips as he remembered that fateful day.

His hooded visage turned to face Carden. For a second his fist could be seen creasing in anger, though it was eventually released. His eyes scanned through the room to see the ensuing chaos.

It would only be a matter of time before they would be dealt with. By whom, he knew not.


Kycoros Oberon


Carden Lorps
 
Carden looked at the sith Maleus and decided to call him over. "Hey Maleus why don't we have a little chat come sit." Carden said gesturing for him to sit across of him in the booth. Maybe Maleus would find the current situation funny. As in the sith finally caught up to me.


[member="Maleus"]
 
Having been caught off by the sith's barrage he would be sent flying into a nearby wall. His back stung, but he used that pain, channeling into a response he'd most definitely give the young Sith. "You... Shouldn't... Have done that... He forced himself to his feet to see Aeon running towards him, most likely to administer the coup de grace. His saber was ripped from it's strips that rested at his waist.
He'd ignite his blade.
Tucking his right left forward while aligning his left leg behind, he'd present the tip of his blade towards the assailant. As he locked into the infamous Juyo stance he'd let loose, a flurry of slashes and barrages would be directed towards this child.

Aeon Caedus
 
he stands back not knowing what to do next he looks at the battle ensuing staying in his sorasu stance
[member="Maleus"]
[member="Carden Lorps"]
[member="Aeon Caedus"]
 
After they all attacked his malfunction ended but then came the aftershock and it made a loud screeching noise that hurt everyones ears as he fell the noise continued the reason most of the attacks didnt work is that he is partially made from mandelorian armor which is nearly indestructable but the screeching noise was so loud people fell to the ground covering their ears but it didnt work it was so loud if it was just a little louder you would be death he fell but the noise continued to screech
Kycoros Oberon
Maleus
Aeon Caedus
Carden Lorps
 

EvolutionMe

The Wondering Zabrak
Dovian slowly moved forwards, his dark, midnight-black robe flailing behind his illusive body in a dark, submissive manner. His crimson skull stood out underneath his bold, disturbing hood. It's purpose of concealing his identity successful, however, his skin color gave away his prominent race.
The young Zabrak's eyes slowly examined the scene. It was disgusting. Once again, his brother had entered a scuffle and it seemed like he needed assistance. Assistance he wouldn't be receiving unless he begged for it. Dovian didn't have a slight ounce of care towards his brother. The male may have saved him from near death, once upon a time, however; these times were different. The hate that he held for his brother was almost equal to that of the Jedi that abandoned him. The only reason he actually held the option of assisting his brother was simply because they were both of the same kin. He couldn't betray one of his own kind, despite the amount of distrust that rested between their relation ship.

With that being said, Dovian allowed his hands to quickly swoop into the barren reaches of his cloak as he grasped hold of his lightsaber, preparing for combat, if he was to actually enter it, that was.

[member="Maleus"]
[member="Kycoros Oberon"]
[member="Z19-20D"]
[member="Carden Lorps"]
[member="Aeon Caedus"]
 
Chuckled as he caught his brother through his peripherals, what was he doing? "Stay your hand..." He ignored the melancholic shrieking that robot produced, it was actually proving to be an annoyance rather than something that could bring him down.

"We're leaving."

Aeon Caedus
[member="Dovian"]
 

EvolutionMe

The Wondering Zabrak
Dovian shook his head gently. Typical. His brother was fleeing from a fight. Despite all of this, Dovian barely had a care in the world, after all, it wasn't his fight.
With a gentle nod, his ears slowly adjusted themselves as the deafening roar pierced his ear drums, causing a slight pulse of annoyance to run through the male's body. Without another motion, Dovian parted his lips and spoke up, his hand pulling away from his lightsaber quickly.
"Fine. . . Let's go."

[member="Maleus"]
 

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