Time for a rematch!

[Bloodknight]

A lone Andreas stood in the midst of a pile of dead bodies. He was tasked with killing the jedi knight @[member=Tracyn Ordo] and in his vainity had come with no weapons. He had tracked the man down to a desert planet, but was immediately attacked by some rather unwelcoming locals. Nearly the entire village pounced on him soon as he walked through the gates. Strange. Some death troopers must have infected em'. Andreas had not come in his military Wintergreen suit. He felt he had no need for it. Then again, he didn't expect to be attacked by a village full of zombies. Instead, he was wearing a teal, padded armorweave bodyglove and a voluminous tan cloak with matching combat gloves and boots, now stained red with blood along with his signature mask.

One of the zombified Zabraks lifted it's head from the pile to look at Andreas and moan spitefuly. In response, a durasteel-toed boot came down on it, crushing it's weakened and partially decayed skull. Defeating all these zombies unarmed took quite alot out of him. Deep breaths were taken and released as he controlled his breathing. He would be in very bad shape to defeat a jedi padawan let alone a knight. Well, there's always the option to postpone the assassination. The masked man turned to head back to the gates, but suddenly he sensed a presence and turned to look

 

[Alan]

"I want you to know, that you still standing there forgoes my usual offer of arrest or submission...."Tracyn said, his arms folded. His cropped hair and beard made him look older than he was, but still had the warrior's appearance. He cracked his neck, and rolled his knuckles. He stepped forward, and rolled over an infected person, breaking their arm as he twirled over their back, smashing them to the ground. Tracyn weaved through the infected, cracking skulls, breaking ribs, but never killing. He was careful like that. He came to @[member="Andreas Wintergreen"], taking in a deep breath, leapt into the air, and drop kicked him square in the chest.."You're a pretty bad mercenary, and an even worse Sith. I will admit, I will thoroughly enjoy beating your fucking brains out."He said, as his foot went straight for Andreas' chest, aiming to knock him back and actually engage him in combat, and maybe, just maybe, crack his armor or his ribcage or knock the wind out of him. And due to Andreas' state of being, it would most likely not be a very comfortable situation for him.

 

[Bloodknight]

Tracyn had assumed correct. Andreas was in no state to properly counter. Various counter maneuvers and tactics formulated in his mind, but they were no use if his body couldn't move fast enough. The jedi's feet connected brutally with his chest and though the padded armorweave absorbed most of the blow, the sheer force was enough to send the mercenary backwards through the air. Doing a roll once he hit the ground and skidding to a halt, Andreas stood, taking a stance with his right hand clenched into a fist and raised to his chest while the other stayed near his waist as he turned sideways, surveying his target. He let out a very short laugh, ignoring the pain in his chest as he spoke, remembering the work of his electrostaff.
"You're one to talk. Last time we fought, I took out your eye."
Taking the initiative, Andreas performed an acrobatic spinning leap in the air towards Tracyn to close the distance. Mid-air, Andreas would throw a rock he had picked up while skidding across the ground earlier, aiming it at Tracyn's head with the accuracy he was famous for and adding a little force push behind it to give the rock more power and speed than his tired muscles were capable of right now. Expecting it to miss, as it was only a distraction, he would continue his spinning motion, building up momentum to increase the power of the hook he aims right at Tracyn's head. The metal knuckles on his combat gloves would land with horrific effect should it connect. The mercenary was winded, tired and unmotivated, but @[member=Tracyn Ordo] didn't have to know that.

 

[Alan]

The rock hit. He let it hit. It skimmed off of his cheek, because he knew it was a distraction and to take the pain would be better to take what was most likely to come after. Tracyn wrapped his arm around Andreas' incoming fist, side-stepping and interlocking his forearm in a brutal lock."Last time we fought, you got carried away on a stretcher."With the opening to Andreas' chest, Tracyn raised his arm back, and just chopped him right in the collarbone, one of the easiest bones to break in the body, and the weaker part of most armors."I'm either to make you go home in a bodybag or in pieces, Andreas. You really, really should have thought this through."Tracyn said, his deadly karate chop coming crashing down onto Andreas' chest.

Most likely.

@[member="Andreas Wintergreen"]

 

[Bloodknight]

Suddenly, it dawned on him. Whether it was from the shock of being put in a lock or from his brain finally catching up, but Andreas realized something rather crucial. For once, this is a fight he will not be able to win. Despite his body's reluctance to react retroactively, Andreas raised his free arm to grab at Tracyn's wrist as it came down on him. He wasn't going to win, but he'd take off his mask and prance around Coruscant in a dress before he made things easy for his opponent. If he did, indeed succeed at grasping the knight's wrist to stop his attack, he'd send some sith lightning through it to shock Tracyn while he snapped his leg up to kick him in the face, the shock hopefully being enough to release the lock, before he backflipped a small distance away
@[member=Tracyn Ordo]

 

[Alan]

Tracyn, being beside him, found it easy to just prop up his knee to block the incoming kick. He released Andreas at the first sign of lightning, and then watched him backflip away. Tracyn ran back towards him, and dropped into a sliding motion, before interlocking his hands around his lower back. He went to suplex Andreas, driving him towards the ground by his face parts."Time to pay the piper, Andreas. You're finished."He said, his entire muscle capacity and body weight amongst gravity itself driving Andreas to the ground, face first.
@[member="Andreas Wintergreen"]

 

[Bloodknight]

Andreas landed a few feet from Tracyn, just a few. About two yards. When he looked up, the Jedi Knight was charging right at him. Tracyn was fast, but his attack was linear. Thus it was easy to counter. Or so he thought. Once Tracyn was close enough, Andreas went in for a right hook, assuming that the Knight was aiming for a closeline, but to his surprise, the man ducked.
The next thing the bounty hunter knew: the ground was rushing to meet his face rather fast.

There was a loud sound like glass shattering under great pressure once Andreas's face slammed into the duracrete ground. Lighting flashed, thunder boomed and rain started to pick up as Andreas stood, rearranging his bleeding broken nose. He paused for a moment, feeling his face. His true face, which was now shown to have skin like polished bronze and eyes, yellow, dark and predatory from being tainted by the darkside shifted from surprise to a look of utter loathing as it locked onto Tracyn.
"You....you'll regret that!"
Officially out of his mind, the mercenary charges at @[member=Tracyn Ordo], jumping and spinning to deliver a spinning roundhouse to the man's head.