Somewhere he did not belong

[Sargon Vynea]

Her words nearly made him laugh, but he stopped himself with a broad smile. "Really? You seek to upset me by insulting yourself? So you're the bottom of the galactic power pile? Is that how you feel the weakest of all the groups of the galaxy? I'm here because I choose to be, but why are you here? Did you get forced here out of your weakness?"

He knew how dangerous it was to prod a force user like this but it was impossible for him to resist. Moving in closer he slowly circled to the right holding his blade low. Perhaps he could goad her into attacking him or at least let keep her attention not completely focused on the fight.

@[member="Tarika Sadow"]​

 

[Tarika Sadow*]

She chuckled on the mock and then watched as he once again circled around her and then spun while slicing at him with her own blade, she then used a force push to try and force his shield from his hand and dislocate it at the same time.

@[member="Sargon Vynea"]

 

[Sargon Vynea]

He expected an attack of some type but the dual attack he wasn't quite ready for. Luckily he was prepared for the disarming attempt. The shield was strapped unto his arm and as such simply wasn't coming off. He held unto it most of the time as well but the strap was what truly secured it to his arm. This did have a downside though as he had to move with it and the force moving against it.

Tucking it in close against him he stepped back and took the blow against his shield. Pressed up against him it did little to take out the actually shock against his body and it pushed him back further. Stepping closer again he brother his own vibrosword to bear swinging across towards her head just above his shield. So far he had found a number of problems with his methods and was having a problem getting inside of her guard. He would learn and become better, and eventually one day he would win.

@[member="Tarika Sadow"]​

 

[Tarika Sadow*]

She found his attempt to slice her head was amusing and she caught his hand and went to grab for his wrist to force his saber from his hand... she would end up dislocating his hand if she had to as well.

@[member="Sargon Vynea"]

 

[Sargon Vynea]

Sargon brought his shield in for another face bash with the heavy phrick material. As he did he rolled his wrist inwards to slip away from her grip. His armored wrist would have held a good squeezing, but he didn't like taking the chance.

@[member="Tarika Sadow"]

 

[Tarika Sadow*]

she was bashed in the face and stumbled backwards, it happened so fast that she didn't have time to react and she looked at him with approval and then sent a shocking lightening arc at him when he left himself open and readied herself for another attack.

@[member="Sargon Vynea"]

 

[Sargon Vynea]

The lightning arc was a response he simply didn't have a way to stop. His shield couldn't cover enough area to stop the lightning, and his suit was no where near the level of insulation to stop it. His muscles tensed as the pain went through them with a sudden rush. Shaking his head as the pain turned to a tingling sensation Sargon shrugged his shoulders and shook his head to clear it.

He rose his vibrosword in salute before moving back to a ready stance. He needed to keep this close, or between those shocks, lightning, and invisible waves of force he wouldn't have a chance. Closing the distance in a quick dash Sargon slashed his sword up moving from his hip towards her chest. He kept his shield in front of him to guard his body as he did. With any luck he could keep her busy enough to get inside her guard.

@[member="Tarika Sadow"]

 

[Tarika Sadow*]

She decided it was time for instruction and deactivated her own blades and then rested for a moment, she then spoke up and began her instruction The lightening is made up of static energies, it is comprised merely of less stable and less dangerous energies than an actual lightening strike so when I shoot it at you I want to see you tilting your shield up, try to catch the lighting and arc it away from you she spoke and then shot another lightening at him to see if he heeded what she said.

@[member="Sargon Vynea"]

 

[Sargon Vynea]

He grunted at her words and prepared himself for the next assault. He tilted his shield at an angle and moved his body beneath it, just in case. Perhaps his shield could handle this but he knew it wouldn't handle a full stream of force lightning but it should absorb a good amount. As the lightning hit the shield he pushed the angle a bit more and awaited the result.

@[member="Tarika Sadow"]

 

[Tarika Sadow*]

The challenge failed, miserably but he was learning and then she smirked at him underneath his shield Good thing this is not the real chaotic energies like the stuff that kills people she spoke with a hint of a jest to her tone and then shot another short stream at him and waited.

@[member="Sargon Vynea"]

 

[Arage Bao]

Jared regarded the training session before him and had to suppress a smirk, they were so focused on their fight they had not even noticed him standing here. Seeing as this was just a training, it would not have far-reaching consequences, but they should learn to always keep an eye out for their surroundings. With a sigh he emerged from the shadows and clapped once with his hands, emitting a strong sound wave to catch their attention.

"Really, friends, you should pay more attention to your surroundings. Tarika, I could have killed you ages ago." Then he turned his attention to the other person standing next to Tarika. "I am not sure who you are, but you did an admirable job holding her off. Would not do you any good though, if you get picked off by a sniper because you did not check for enemies in your vicinity.".

He approached both of them while taking out his lightsaber and activating it in one move. Jared regarded his saber for a second, pure grey with little flecks of white running through it. Spencer's lightsaber given to him at his Knighting. Then he refocused his gaze at the two people in front of him and roared: "Defend yourself.".

With that he jumped at the unknown soldier, lunging at his shield while also using a little Force Push to destabilize his stance. Without looking if he had hit the target, he directed a second minor push at Tarika's head hoping she would get a little bit confused and slashed at her legs. While doing all of this he continued to use the Force to keep an eye on his surroundings making sure no one could score a hit on his back.

@[member="Tarika Sadow"] @[member="Sargon Vynea"]

 

[Tarika Sadow*]

Tarika looked at the new comer with curious eyes and then heard his badly rehearsed speech and regarded him with authority as he drew his weapon You seriously going to attack with that paper weight of yours, might as well pack it up right here and now since you're going home the loser pal she said as he decided to attack and then used a force push on @[member="Sargon Vynea"] trying to get him out of range of the would-be attackers range, he would be wise to not have come but now he is encroaching on neutral ground and attacking so she would show him his error.

Seizing the time to conjure the force to guide her she reactivated her own dual blade and deflected his attack and walked around his stalking the prey with irritation Didn't your master teach you not to pick on the wolves, I mean considering on the fact you're a rodent in the lions den she mocked and taunted.

@[member="Jared Ovmar"]

 

[Sargon Vynea]

Sargon rotated the placement of his feel slowly as he took in the second opponent. It would only help to have a second opponent to train against he supposed. He kept his form loose and evenly as evenly as he could between opponents. Pulling up his sword up over his shield he squatted slightly in form to square himself out.

The double attack he was more prepared for this time after a few of his first opponents attacks. Even as the saber came against his shield he angled it towards the angle of his opponents saber and pushed. With any luck it would force the man's saber away from his body and open up his guard. Even as he went for the follow up a double dose of force push was more then he expected and sent him off balance. Hitting the ground he rolled over away from the combat and jumped up.

Seems he wasn't ready for two fronts yet, but if he played it right he could bring it down to one. Re-balancing himself on the balls of his feet he focused on his opponents and began to circle away from the center. He didn't want to be between the two force users either way, but if he could let them forget about him he could swoop in.

@[member="Tarika Sadow"]
@[member="Jared Ovmar"]

 

[Tarika Sadow*]

(Alright I gave @[member="Jared Ovmar"] enough time, let's continue this on our end)

She looked toward the other Zabrak and smirked and then decided to leave the sleeping intruder to his own nightmares and then stalked @[member="Sargon Vynea"] with piercing eyes as she waited for him to attack.

 

[Sargon Vynea]

She was forcing him to be on the offensive which wasn't his forte in melee. Give him a good rifle and he'd push through at full speed with confidence. In the current situation though he knew he lacked confidence and ability. He decided to try for brute strength on this round of attacks. He had already attempted a speed based attack so it wouldn't hurt to test the other angle against his enemy.

Rushing forward Sargon brought his sword up to bring down a giant cleaving blow but the exaggerated motions were a feint again. His true attack was a heavy forward thrust of his shield with his entire momentum behind it. It wasn't clever or artful but between the weight of the heavy metal and the momentum it would be an ugly blow if it landed.

@[member="Tarika Sadow"]

 

[Tarika Sadow*]

She used the force to guide her actions and she dropped to the ground and performed a leg sweep trying to take him to the ground and then waited.

@[member="Sargon Vynea"]

 

[Sargon Vynea]

He knew some type of evasion was going to come into play. He was just hoping she'd have attempted to thwart the sword blow rather then the shield bash. Sargon considered himself a born fighter, not that combat had come like a natural art from his mother's womb. Rather that he was always pushing the boundaries of the impossible and near impossible. As such he'd learned to trust his gut instinct and it was usually right throughout his entire life. So as he charged and his instinct told him to push through he did.

As he reached his opponent Sargon leaped forward with his armored knee extended like a battering ram. He had never seen his enemy's sudden drop to take out his legs from under him. He couldn't claim he was faster or better in this instance, and in truth he'd angled his shield badly in the attempt to bash it into her so he couldn't see much. He'd simply felt it the attack in his bone and obeyed his instinct.

((OOC: eh that feels kinda choppy but i'm feeling tired so i'll let it be))

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