Karking around in the academy

[Jack Anderson]

Jack had came for one of his rare visits to the Sith Academe on Zarchas Kitza, usually he was off on some job with his 701st Wilderness Battalion or the 22nd Besiegers, though today he was finally back, since his master Darth Rowe was off on some job or another because of her position on the Dark Council so he figured he come and do a little learning by himself. Jack looked though the eye wraps of his robes with the force over a group of other apprentices practising with sabres and though about jumping in for some practice, but instead he showed probably his only shred of patience and leaned up against the entry way and took a drink of something strong smelling from a flask on in his pocket and lit a large cigar, this wasn't like Uni where he would have been kicked out for drinking on campus, this what the Sith Academe, where the mercenary could do whatever he wanted as long as he had the strength to back it up.

"Oi, any onna ya runts up fer a real fight?" Jack said interrupting most of them, he was board already, none of what he had seen was very entertaining, most of it was stiff and robotic, copying moves shown by an instructor only minutes earlier.

[member="Darth Doom Destroyer"]

 

[Mike V'Trechen]

Doom walked in ready for a fight and looked at Jack. He got his training saber out and ignited it. Doom said, "Are you sure that you are ready?"

 

[Jack Anderson]

"Oi I was born ready kiddo, an it looks like you 'ere just born." Jack said as he sized up his opponent who couldn't be older than 18 years and was at least a foot shorter than Jack giving him a decisive advantage when it came to reach. He pulled out a pair of oddly shaped lightsabers from where they hung on his belt and shifted into a readied stance, though he didn't activate them quite yet, the merc wanted to see what his opponent was going to do.

[member="Darth Doom Destroyer"]

 

[Mike V'Trechen]

Doom saw his opponent waiting. He grabbed his training lightsabre and ignited it, but did not attack Jack. Doom likes to survey his opponents gratness and weknesses. Doom said, "You go!"

 

[Jack Anderson]

"Aye fine, give up the first strike advantage then ya karking newbie." Jack said swapping his stance to something crazy looking, a sort of drunken knife fighting stance he had learned killing gangsters in the under levels of Coruscant and launched himself forward striking towards his opponent, keeping his strikes 90 degrees from each other and simultaneous so that only one could be parried by a sabre, the other would have to be dealt with more creatively. His feet were also involved with kicks, attempted trips, and knees flying in every which direction.

[member="Darth Doom Destroyer"]

 

[Mike V'Trechen]

Doom saw that from a mile away, so he juped away. He tilted his lightsaber and paried off the attack.Doom kicked Jack in the stomach and put the tip of his blade at Jack's throaght. "Wanna give up?" asked Domm.

 

[Jack Anderson]

The boot hit Jack square in the stomach though he didn't flinch, nor did he care about the sabre pointed at his throat, all he did was send two swings out, one at the blade threatening him and the other went for a knee slice, if he cleaved it off the limb could be replaced, but his opponent would learn a valuable lesson in it happening. Jack was completely unimpressed with the technique brought against him, it was so basic and mechanical it was like he was fighting a droid, and a dumb one at that, the only reason he had managed to get kicked was because he wasn't expecting the attack to be so simple and basic that he didn't bother to guard against it, but he wouldn't make that same mistake twice.

"If I gave up erry time some muther karker kicked me in tha gut an' pointed a blade at me throat I'd never a made it this far."

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[Mike V'Trechen]

"Clearly," said Mike. "I need to kick you in the nuts next time." He was trying to get ready for the next round, so he went over and force jumped behind a trash can and ducked. He was happy that he had a high ground, because there was two trash cans at the wall. Mike was in the gap area.

 

[Jack Anderson]

Jack reached out with the force and ripped the garbage can from it's position and flung it across the room so that he had a clean shot at Mike. "Aye, you an' the trail a bodies I left behind, said that, that's i wear a codpiece laser brains." Jack knew most of the galaxy's dirty tricks he wasn't going to leave himself open to on of the oldest tricks.

He launched himself at Mike again, slashing and kicking and punching and spitting just about anyway he could get his opponent to flinch and leave him an opening to stick a blade though and end this fight, though Jack was a man of endurance, so if this fight dragged on he was confidant in his ability to outlast Mike.

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[Mike V'Trechen]

Mike went up to a shadow. He started to blend into the wall. He hoped that Jack would not notice him. He then creeped his way out of the door.