Private Station Situation

[Feng Huang]

Feng acknowledged Aiden's encouragement with a fierce grin. This was the part of combat Feng loved, the in sync match of two Jedi working together to overcome their enemy. There was a serene harmony to the rhythm, the flow, the momentum of combat. One didn''t so much as command the flow as direct it, guide it along the path you wanted it to follow. Whoever was riding that flow the best was often the winner in even the most deadly engagement, utilising any advantage they might, whether it be their environment, such as the use of the high ground or the mental advantage one possessed over the unhinged of the dark side.

"What's the matter Sithy? Got kicked out of the other Sith factions so had to resort to targeting isolated space stations? What's next some genius plan to take over some gang of mercenaries?" Feng continued to taunt.

It worked. The Sith snarled and turned to attack Feng directly. Feng fell back on the defensive, utilising her makashi to keep off the pressure long enough for Aiden to sieze the advantage. Feng wasn't a Sith who needed to claim the kill, her goal was defense and survival not glory.

"Maybe your master found a better pupil to train than you is that it?" Feng taunted again.

The Sith roared in fury and unleashed a stream of force lightning at Feng, Feng caught it on her lightsaber blad gritting her teeth under the onslaught hoping Aiden would intervene soon.

Aiden Porte

 

[Aiden Porte]

Feng Huang​

She turned his attention towards her, and that was what he was hoping for. Not that he wanted to put Feng in danger, he would never do that. But it left the perfect opening, it was his undoing, downfall and everything else in between. The lightning was launched at Feng, and Aiden moved, foward, clearly he was blinded by his anger, and the Jedi Knight moved in and his blade moved, from down to up.

The Sith's arm was removed from his body, hearing the anger, the yell of rage. Aiden hand shot forward, sending a force push towards the sith, knocking him against the wall. Aiden twirled his blade around, and then moved foward, his lightsaber close to his enemy.

Aiden took a quick glance back towards Feng. "Are you okay?!"

 

[Feng Huang]

Feng panted with the effort and strain under the onslaught of Sith lightning. Then she was mercifully free as Aiden stepped in severing the Sith's arm. Feng drooped from exhaustion her lightsaber blade still sizzling from the extra energy it had absorbed and deflected.

"I'm fine" Feng said stretching.

"What are we going to do with him?" Feng asked with no small amount of contempt in the chin thrust towards the mewling Sith. Privately Feng thought it a pity he hadn't been killed in the fighting, followed immediately by admonishing herself that wasn't the Jedi way.

"I don't really have room to take him prisoner in my cockpit. Though I suppose now that the station is secure we can call it in for reinforcements." Feng was thinking outloud, it helped her go through the options.

"Assuming we got all the Rhakghouls." Feng added as an after thought.

Aiden Porte

 

[Aiden Porte]

Feng Huang
(We can probably call this thread here, unless you have more to add on? I'll do a blog post soon as Aiden is reporting Feng's deeds to the Order. )​

"Good." Aiden responded with a small smile. "Call in for reinforcements, I will await for escort to arrive to take him into custody. After he is secured, we can do a sweep to make sure nothing was missed." Aiden's saber retreated back into his hilt, he moved forward. HIs training with every aspect of the royal forces of Naboo was always a privledge to him. He knew more than the the best soldier out there would. A quick strike, and the sith was out, only the steady form of breathing could be heard. Aiden clipped his lightsaber to his belt as he turned to face Feng.

"You did well Feng, A few things to note, but we can discuss that later. You did well, I'm proud of you. The Order will be pleased with your progress."