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Posted by Tempist Opps on 11-23-2002 10:27 PM:
Bleached (open spar)
The ancient Sith Knight sat on the hillside, looking out into space. It was very earley in the morning, the sun was just begining to peek over the distant hill. He hadn't just sat and watched the sun rise in years... he smiled, and drew the dagger from his boot. He held it up into the light, and the gentile radiance shone through the fine carvings in the blade. It bore the ancient crest of his family, now almost extinct. As the sun finally rose enough to hurt to look at, Tempist stood, and started to flip the knife in the air, waiting for a challenge. Someone would come by sooner or later, and now he felt like battling.
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Posted by Tempist Opps on 12-08-2002 06:12 PM:
Growing bored, the Shapeshifter decided to practice on his own for a short while. He closed his eyes, and started to accumulate his energy, building his strength and power. His eyes bolted open again, and he sent a wave of force energy into a nearby tree. The wood fibers splintered and scattered in a rain of spikes, over nothing.
Yes, boredom truly did suck.
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-09-2002 09:00 PM:
"Sorry I'm late."
A voice called out as Nikka entered the training grounds. Another spar was something she needed and decided to take him up on the challenge. Approaching the Sith Knight, she retrieved her single bladed saber hilt and ignited it.
"Shall we?"
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Posted by Tempist Opps on 12-13-2002 10:33 PM:
"Greetings. Whenever you are ready, the first move is yours."
Tempist didn't move, he didn't even light his saber. His muscles began to tighten though, and his body became tense, ready to strike. When she did attack, he would be well prepaired.
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-14-2002 02:32 PM:
"Very well."
She nodded and grinned, moving forward a couple of steps with the saber hilt gripped with both hands. She began to slice downward at his chest but then moved it upward at his shoulders, slashing it in a horizontal movement. In unison, Nikka swept her right foot under his feet, balancing on her left. It was simple enough for her, but she was just now getting warmed up.
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Posted by Tempist Opps on 12-15-2002 09:19 AM:
Upon Nikka's first step, Tempist's muscles sprang to life. His custom longsaber, Infinity, spewed black energy, and found itself in his left hand. His other saber, Horror, activated as well, with a standard length red blade.
He brought Infinity up qith a quick flick of the wrist to deflect Nikka's strike off to the right, and gave it a hard slam backwards, forcing the Warrior's arm to move in a way not readily done by the standard human. Nikka's foot hit his left shin hard, sending a few shots of pain up his leg. He'd still be able to walk, but it would get anoying.
Not wasting any time, Tempist steped back about a foot, and took a stab twards Nikka's lower torso with Infinity, keeping Horror back to deflect Nikka's saber.
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-16-2002 04:42 PM:
Nikka's arms flayed back as he pushed her backwards, but she composed herself after the defense of the Knight. She watched as he stepped back after the hit to his foot and saw the darkened blade coming toward her lower torso. Immediately her force instincts began to fall into place and she moved her red bladed saber in a sideways movement, pointing the tip downward. She saw that he now has a second blade, a red one and knew he would move it to deflect at any moment. Since it was unavoidable, Nikka moved forward, slicing downward from his right shoulder to his left hip.
Bleached (open spar)
The ancient Sith Knight sat on the hillside, looking out into space. It was very earley in the morning, the sun was just begining to peek over the distant hill. He hadn't just sat and watched the sun rise in years... he smiled, and drew the dagger from his boot. He held it up into the light, and the gentile radiance shone through the fine carvings in the blade. It bore the ancient crest of his family, now almost extinct. As the sun finally rose enough to hurt to look at, Tempist stood, and started to flip the knife in the air, waiting for a challenge. Someone would come by sooner or later, and now he felt like battling.
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Posted by Tempist Opps on 12-08-2002 06:12 PM:
Growing bored, the Shapeshifter decided to practice on his own for a short while. He closed his eyes, and started to accumulate his energy, building his strength and power. His eyes bolted open again, and he sent a wave of force energy into a nearby tree. The wood fibers splintered and scattered in a rain of spikes, over nothing.
Yes, boredom truly did suck.
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-09-2002 09:00 PM:
"Sorry I'm late."
A voice called out as Nikka entered the training grounds. Another spar was something she needed and decided to take him up on the challenge. Approaching the Sith Knight, she retrieved her single bladed saber hilt and ignited it.
"Shall we?"
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Posted by Tempist Opps on 12-13-2002 10:33 PM:
"Greetings. Whenever you are ready, the first move is yours."
Tempist didn't move, he didn't even light his saber. His muscles began to tighten though, and his body became tense, ready to strike. When she did attack, he would be well prepaired.
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-14-2002 02:32 PM:
"Very well."
She nodded and grinned, moving forward a couple of steps with the saber hilt gripped with both hands. She began to slice downward at his chest but then moved it upward at his shoulders, slashing it in a horizontal movement. In unison, Nikka swept her right foot under his feet, balancing on her left. It was simple enough for her, but she was just now getting warmed up.
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Posted by Tempist Opps on 12-15-2002 09:19 AM:
Upon Nikka's first step, Tempist's muscles sprang to life. His custom longsaber, Infinity, spewed black energy, and found itself in his left hand. His other saber, Horror, activated as well, with a standard length red blade.
He brought Infinity up qith a quick flick of the wrist to deflect Nikka's strike off to the right, and gave it a hard slam backwards, forcing the Warrior's arm to move in a way not readily done by the standard human. Nikka's foot hit his left shin hard, sending a few shots of pain up his leg. He'd still be able to walk, but it would get anoying.
Not wasting any time, Tempist steped back about a foot, and took a stab twards Nikka's lower torso with Infinity, keeping Horror back to deflect Nikka's saber.
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-16-2002 04:42 PM:
Nikka's arms flayed back as he pushed her backwards, but she composed herself after the defense of the Knight. She watched as he stepped back after the hit to his foot and saw the darkened blade coming toward her lower torso. Immediately her force instincts began to fall into place and she moved her red bladed saber in a sideways movement, pointing the tip downward. She saw that he now has a second blade, a red one and knew he would move it to deflect at any moment. Since it was unavoidable, Nikka moved forward, slicing downward from his right shoulder to his left hip.
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