The Cry Of Blades

[Tathra Khaeus]

@[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

Astrian was interrogating a man in public, beating him for information.
He hoped someone good doer would notice, he craved for battle.
Hopefully someone would try to stop his interrogation.
The people moved silently around him, moving like cattle.
Astrian was certain a fool would try to rise to the occasion.

 

[Lord Gaius]

Hasjo leapt from his landspeeder. He came unto a roll, the familiar sound of a lightsabers ignition resonated in the air. He had seen the altercation from afar. The Jedi's were peacekeepers, and he would do what he could within his power to keep the peace. He landed on his feet, a small hilt grasped in his emerald webbed hands. A lime green plasma illuminating out from the lightsaber. "Leave the man alone" Hasjo demanded sternly "You're under arrest."

@[member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian turned to face the smaller man,
his 7'10 body towered over him, the padawan clearly had no idea what stood before it.
The young padawan likely did not have a plan.
Astrian was tired, at the end of his wit.
He shouted at the boy, "You should run."

@[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

@[member="Astrian Callus"]

Fear struck deep when the realisation of this mans power overwhelmed his senses. He set aside this emotions and thoughts. He was a Jedi. A keeper of the peace. A servant of the people. Hasjo was a strong Nautolan, and was a very aggressive combatant. But he second-guessed whether he could overpower someone as this. The simple answer was no. He remained stoic and calmly replied "I will not flee. Surrender now and no harm will come."

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian shook his head.
"You're a fool."
Soon this young Nautolan would soon be dead.
He then sighed and took out his necessarily tool.
A long vibroblade no less, to take the boys head.

@[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

Hasjo took up the stance of one whom practices in Djem So, lightsaber raised over his head. He calmed his mind and senses, concentrating solely on the fight ahead. Engulfed in the now.

@[member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

"Djem So I see? I am a master of said form."
Astrian smiled, moving forward with the blade in hand with lightning speed.
He reached the boy within a few moments and swung his blade in an upwards diagonal swing, with the might of his augments to back him up; the boy would wish he had never been born.
Hopefully the boy would turn away and recede.

@[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

Hasjo suddenly leapt back, a surge of power coursing through his feet as he raised off the ground higher than any normal Nautolan. He had stood in the form of Djem So, while adept in the art, it was far from the approach he wanted to take on such an opponent. The man's brute strength would shatter any defence he threw at him. He had narrowly avoided a would-be fatal blow. His mind had already made it's choice; Ataru. He would perform quick attacks, utilising what agility he had. Drawing upon all the experiences of his skill in the Art of Movement. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through him, his blood pumping faster. The moment he landed, he was already moving again. He propelled himself to the left of the man in a dive, he swung right with a double-handed horizontal swing.

@[member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrians smiled at his opponent,
Empowering the force in his free right hand,
The boy would learn the blade was not his only component.
Astrian used speed to move into a step away before unleashing a somewhat powerful blast of force lightning, Astrian hoped the boy would crash land.

@[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

Hasjo suddenly felt searing pain course through his body. His muscles tightened and his body trembled. He felt himself crash towards the ground head over heels.

@[member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian pouted as the man fell.
Body strewed across the floor, Astrian sighed and brought his foot into the boys chest.
For but a boy, the padawan had fought well.
Astrian wasn't at his best, but he was content with seeing that the pain caused the boy distress.

@[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

He felt as though his lungs had burst when the boot came stomping down on him. He gasped aloud for renewed breath. He reached for his lightsaber, but he had dropped it when he was struck. He wrapped his powerful arms around the man's leg and twisted his body, attempting to fall the man.

@[member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian smiled as the man grabbed his leg and pulled him down towards him, he complied.
Bringing his body down, he brought his knee down on the boy's stomach and with that attempted to pull away the boys arms with his own two arms.
The force of Astrians strength was about to collide with that of the boys, and Astrian may return to his previous task untried.
However, the boy lay beneath him at this moment and wasn't going anywhere soon; hopefully he would listen to his own alarms.

@[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

Hasjo coughed violently. As the man gripped his arms and pulled, he let out a cry of pain. Astrian's augmented strength was far superior than his own. There was a snap and his arms had been dislocated from his shoulders. His arms immediately went limp. Hasjo thrashed his legs, trying to get the man off of him.

@[member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian grinned as the boy let out a shriek of pain.
Taking to his feet he pulled the boy up with one arm, holding him with a tight grip.
Astrian considered killing the boy, but giving him scars; then he could beat him sometime later again.
Then, with his free hand he launched his fist into the boys chest to momentarily disorientate him and give Astrian the opportunity to let it rip.


@[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

Unable to resist, Hasjo was at the total mercy of this man. He shrieked in agony as he was raised off of the ground. The punch itself was far less painful than that of hanging from a dislocated arm.

@[member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Astrian enjoyed the sound of the boys pain, he relished in it.
Then, he collected his strength and threw the boy towards the crowd.
"You are no match for me boy, you should've stayed your place and used your wit."
Astrian used the force to dash forward into the crowd towards the boy, he was about to be ploughed.

@[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

It took all his balance and strength in his legs to keep him upright when he slapped against the ground. Almost tripping backwards. Both his arms hung limp at his side. He was disorientated, fatigued and injured. He needed to get out of here. As he watched the man come after him, he himself turned and leapt, his legs pumped. He felt himself leap high, the power of the force surged through him in desperation. He flew over heads of various shocked onlookers. He made a dash, his legs moving as fast as he ever had in his life for his land speeder.

@[member="Astrian Callus"]

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

The boy was strong, this much Astrian could see.
He leaped into the air, faster than he would have expected.
Astrian burst through the crowd angrily, reaching the boy before he could flee.
Empowering his right fist with the force, a blast of force energy; surely the boy would be affected.

@[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

Hasjo heard a loud crack. He didn't really feel it. Adrenaline coursing through his veins. Desperation for survival, a natural instinct had taken over. All he knew was that he found himself tasting asphalt. His face against the ground, he groaned, unable to use his hands to stand. He pulled his knees up, trying to stand himself up before the man struck again.

@[member="Astrian Callus"]