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Ziosting

[member="Vengeance"]

Harley worked out where her old master went from the one sith, he gone to Ziost. She was not interested in politics, she just wanted to finish her training. She decide to seek him out, she took a sith fury to the planet. Though knowing that the Sliver Bumpkins where on the march, they may soon come here as well. She landed near a old tomb, she figured it would be where a sith would go. After all most sith she ever met seemed to all liked dusty old crypts, she never could figure it out, but hay why go against it. She disembarked by herself, leaving a the crew on board, she told them she was looking for an artifact.

She then wore her leathers, and began making her way into the tomb, she did not if he was there or not. Though as long as there was not hord of sith zombies, then it wont be too bad will it.
 
Ziost..............a world Vengeance had not been to in a long time. Now a neutral world again after it's previous owners disappeared from the public eye. It was a nice world and he was in the mood for a bit of nostalgia. Looking back to better times or less complicated times at least.

Just when he was starting to enjoy himself he saw a ship of a familiar design fly over head and seem to land to the north of him. Never one to shy away from well................anything he made his way towards where the ship landed. Getting there just before it's owner stepped into the Tomb he paused with a chuckle.

"Another one with a fascination with the dead." "Doubt she knows the previous owners have unfortunately already removed anything worth having."

He shook his head stepping into the Tomb following her about fifteen feet behind curious to see how long it would take her to realize she was being followed.

[member="Harley"]
 
[member="Vengeance"]

She was looking around not noticing the man in the background, which was stupid as he was the one she was looking for. She kept stopping to look at some old bones, and wonder if she would end up in place like this. Eventually she decide to double back on herself, and saw him [member="Vengeance"] an old tutor she had. Hi Pudding, you could said told me you was there. As not very gentlemanly to sneak on a lady. Only one minor issue with that, she was not really seen as lady, hell most people tarnished her with same brush as her mother. She never did know her dad was, though he was Epicanthix like her mum, as she was pure blood and not some hybrid. This was probably the only reason [member="Darth Vornskr"] tolerated her, as they where the same species. She then waited for his reply, after all he was known to be hard teacher.
 
Vengeance did not say a word even as the woman seemed familiar to him even though he could not place where.

"Gentlemen are spoiled little rich kids who sit around drinking tea........do you see a tea cup?"

As he finished his sentence without warning he shot forward propelled by a burst of force speed. He aim was to drive his shoulder into her stomach a hand grabbing the back of each one of her knees and spearing her to the ground. All of which if successful would be followed up with a hand gripping her throat with a squeeze.

"Call me pudding again and I will break every bone in your body one by one." "Got it."

His voice was even as he spoke but carried in a n even tone under the hood his yellow eyes would flare closer to orange than yellow.

[member="Harley"]
 
[member="Vengeance"]

She looked for a cup tea momentarily as he spoke, the metaphor was lost on her. Then as she blinked, he ran towards her at speed. She was knocked to the ground, and felt the weight of his hand squeezing her throat. All she heard was he did not want to be called pudding, she in slightly choked voice asked Well P she did not miss the subtle hint of his hands round her throat to finish that sentence. She began again, What do you want me to call you? She did mange to resist again, though her neck was becoming sore, and she started to feel a little dizzy, due to lack of oxygen. She was resisting fighting back, not because she could not. She would lose in the end, and she wanted his knowledge to add to her own.
 
He held her down on the floor for a few more seconds before releasing her and standing.

"My name is Vengeance..........and you are?"

He took a step to give her room to stand up before he spoke again.

"More importantly why are you here?" "It couldn't be for the secrets....anyone with half a brain would know the Primeval would have cleared this place out five minutes after securing the planet from the Jedi."

He crossed his arms.

"Unless you just have a fascination with cold, dark, and abandoned places."

[member="Harley"]
 
I am Harley, we met before Mr @Vengeance. She then paused and took a a shallow breath, as his hands where still around her throat.
He then moved his hand of her throat, she cough a little as she got her breath back. Then replied
I know primeval stole everything, it's my favorite past time. Stealing that is.
He crossed his arms, and asked her what she was doing here.
No I came to find you, I not had some one to train me, since I left for war, and when I got back you gone.
I know only had one lesson with you, but I wanted to finish it.
Her voice was still a little course from choking of her.
 
Vengeance looked at [member="Harley"] for a moment. She did look vaguely familiar to him but he couldn't recall this training she mentioned.

"So what...you came all the way out here in hope of finding me......what to get more training? Why should I train you?"

He stood there waiting on her answer his arms crossed an inpatient look on his face.
 
[member="Vengeance"]

Harley had a was worried for a moment, this is not how she envisioned it. Then had a moment of lucid thought, and she replied to him.
Well Mr V, if you don't teach the force you can never master it. This was something she was told about once, or she thought she did things did get muddle up there sometimes.
She waited nervously for answer, as she was not sure what would happen next.
 
Vengeance had to take a deep breath for a moment before he spoke with a growl.

"My name, you insignificant waste of wanna be Sith, is Vengeance.............not Mr. Vengeance...........not Mr. V....... but Vengeance."

He uncrossed his arms moving forward towards even if she back up he would keep pressing forward until she was backed against the wall.

"This is not the One Sith, I am not the One Sith." "We do not teach the weak, the cowardly, or the stupid." "You want something from me you have to earn it.........you have to prove you are worthy of it."

He looked like he was about to pause before asking a final question.

"What would you know about Mastering the Force?" "If you had half as much ability as you think you do you would be here collecting the bounty on my head instead of begging for training."

[member="Harley"]
 
[member="Vengeance"]

Harley had listened to him, she was getting angry. She never had a master really if she did, she reckons she would knighted already. After all she fought and held off a Jedi master, she then decide to show him something. To prove she was not some weak little cur, she began to stare at his eyes. She had to keep focus though, as other wise she would fail in it. She picked a skill on Korriban, it was deadly sight. She was only at basic level of it, but it harnessed her inner rage something she had lot off. It was also good as it was one few ways she could project the force, whilst wearing her armour.

She then said as her eyes turned Yellow, No I am not interested in your bounty, I am only interested in your knowledge Vengeance
 
Vengeance actually started to laugh at [member="Harley"] tried to stare him down. The increase in his body temperature and the burning feeling not really have much of an effect. He reached out to place a hand on her Chest on contact firing a three second burst of Lightning directly into her body.

"You think a little pain impresses me Harley............I can take the pain." "How much pain can you take?"

Just as he finished speaking he would bring his knee up aiming for her stomach at the same time bringing his fist up to hopefully smash into her face as she doubled over.
 
[member="Vengeance"]

As he counted down, she looked confused for a moment. Then he blasted her with lightening, unfortunately for her and him, though mostly her as this would infuriate him. She was wearing her armour, it was immune to this. Though she did find it tickled her, and began to laugh. This was genuine laughter, as it really did tickle. Something she could only hold off if she was enraged, as then it damped her nerve endings. As she began to laugh, he brought his knee into her stomach, and his fist into her face. Know that hurt, and knocked her to the ground. She looked up half wanting know to kill him, half wondering if this was a stupid test. To see how much she could endure....
 
Vengeance chuckled looking down at [member="Harley"] with a smirk.

"Didn't quite work out like you expected it would now did it?"

He took a step back giving her room to stand up.

"Knowledge without understanding is useless." "You want me to teach you........you want to know what I know then impress me." "So far all I have seen is a substandard understanding of basic etiquette and a Parlor trick even you don't know how to properly control."

He sighed.

"I have an Apprentice to get back to and an Empire to finish building." "So how about we skip to the point."

Vengeance pulled an ignited his saber.

"It is simple all you have to do is beat me or at the very least survive." "If you can do that then I take you on as an Apprentice." "If not well then you will be dead and it won't matter anyway."
 
[member="Vengeance"]

She unclipped her two lightsabers off her belt, then lit them up. She held them in such away to protect her next line, and then began to let the force into her body. She was using it strengthen her body, and her make her faster. She could also getting herself mad, as she liked force rage. As she this began, she decide to do something ether very stupid or clever.

She looked at Vengeance, and said When ever your ready puddin! She was being sarcastic, she only called people puddin, who she wanted to like, or did like. She did this just to annoy him, as he might lash out with out thought.....
 
While rage did flash in his eyes at being called Puddin again Vengeance made no other outward signs of lashing out. Instead he just looked at [member="Harley"] and smiled.

"You must have a fascination with torture...........I told you what would happen if you called me that again."

He began to circle for a moment it had been a while since he had fought an opponent that used two weapons and seeing how well the lightning had worked it would be pointless to try and use it as a distraction.

After a minute he he tapped into the force to make himself fast dropping into a crouch he shot forward. His saber arm shot out to impale her before he rotated his wrist first to slash left to right and then right to left at the finish he kicked out aiming for her stomach which he would spring back off of to propel himself into a spin to attempt to sweep her legs out from under her his saber coming around following a split second behind his leg about waist high. As it all finished Vengeance would bring his saber up and around into a two handed grip as he slowly stood in a balanced stance.
 
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He crouched then leaped at her, his saber armour went to impale her. She felt the burn as it hit the hide, with in a split second. She saw smoke coming up, from where his light saber was shorted. The burning sensation still hurt how ever, and as she got ready to counter, he sprung in and went to kick her. She was still recovering the initial blow to stop it, but as he landed she swept her light saber in to try and take his leg off. Though his momentum forced her to fly back, she landed on her bum. She quickly recovered, and looked at him. Her blow was quick enough to landed a glancing hit on his right leg, she grimaced and the rage in her body began to fester. As her chest was quite sore know.
 
Vengeance barely registered his lightsaber shorting out following through into the subsequent strikes. His kick hitting home was an all too short victory as just as he was beginning to spin into the sweep the tip of her saber grazed his leg causing him to plant it his flurry halted prematurely.

He squared his shoulders for a moment not putting his full weight on his leg. Looking at his saber for a moment his shrugged swing the hilt into his other hand. With his free hand he held it about waist high his weight shifting as he pulled a vibroKnife from a sheath on his waist. He held it in a reverse grip looking back at [member="Harley"] with a smile.

"Still not impressed............" "Let's see what you got."

This time he would let her attack and she if she was any different than any other Acolyte he had ever met. The wound on his leg hurt like a witch but he had been dealt worse.
 
[member="Vengeance"]

She decide not to rush him she had an advantage, that was range. She pointed her left saber out towards him, with her elbow slightly bent, so she could try and hit if she wished to. Her right arm was crossed over, and at angle pointing over her arm and in line with her eyes. This was so she could do any upward sweeps, if he tried to jump over her. She was beginning to close on him, and was starting to smile. He at the end of day he may be better in the force than her, but still had only knife V a lightsaber. This made slightly over confident, which was probably a mistake. As she stepped closer she then left her left arm try and hit him, whilst keeping her right ready to swing at him if he tried to close in with the knife......
 
Vengeance watched her little dance.........as that was all it was a dance. When she swung he simple took a step back lean back at the waist back and away from the strike. He would spin in a complete circle around her left side lifting the hand holding the saber hilt and swing to drive the hilt into the back of her head.


Hit or miss his goal was to end up behind her to follow it up with a slash towards her back with the knife.


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