The Blade's Shadow Strikes

[Tanith Alde]

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It was simple enough to track down the upstart Sith. He did not make much of an attempt to hide himself, flaunting his power easily. It made it easy for the Blade's Shadow to find him, now came the time to kill him.

The assassin climbed up the rafters, toward the top level of the apartment complex, her belt clicking with metal as her many collected lightsabers brushed against eachother

 

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He sensed her presence but tried to hide it. He walked to his room and slipped his hand under the sheets, his fingers clutching his spare saber. He knew he had been too vain thinking he wouldn't be attacked. He tried to act casual but slipped into a mediative state to sense her exact presence.

 

[Tanith Alde]

*Clonk* *Clonk* *Clonk*

Slowly the noises drew nearer. With a bang, the grate of the air ducts dropped to the floor, and a muffled swoosh acompannied Safiriel's landing onto the smooth carpeted floor of the apartment building. Her walk was steady as she approached the bedroom. Her claws scraped against the durasteel door, moving down to the activation switch, claws digging into it, causing a spark and flurry of electronics as it swished open. A crimsson blade illuminated the dark, and then a second one moments later, revealing the hooded face of the Blade's Shadow

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His eyes flew open, she was outside. He grabbed his first saber off his belt and the second one from under the covers and combined them. He activated his helmet with a wiring sound. His face was covered. He activated his sabers. The comforting whoosh of the saber activated. He turns towards the door, battle ready.

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[Tanith Alde]

"Death, Comes in Shadows" Came the electronically modified voice from the assassin as she stalked closer. Two of her fingers dragged along the bedroom wall, creating a shower of sparks in the dark room "Are you ready to die?" A mocking laugh escaped her

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He chuckles, "confident?" He feels the force surround him. He takes a quick breath, heart pounding. He raises his hand and the energy comes. He delivers a force push square to a chest " you might not win" and spins his saber. Advancing slowly.

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[Tanith Alde]

Safiriel stumbled backwards a few stemps. Not quite what one might expect the outcome of a normal force push to be but, Safiriel was not exactly a normal victim. Her blades began to twirl around her in a deadly arc, sparks flying off the walls they came into contact with, before spreading apart, and moving in a pincer motion to spear the young sith through the sides

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Lord Tyrome anticipates her move and ducks under delivering a kick to her knees. He unnattaches his weopan with a clunk. He spins his weopon up. "ha " he muttered he brings his sabers down on her head.[member="Safiriel Bane"]

 

[Tanith Alde]

Going with the momentum she leaft forward, tumblign over the lord's head and bringing her sabers backward in a sudden stab, intent on spearing the man between them simply.

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