High Mage Serratus
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Duel with a Jedi((Where: Tatooine, in the Krayt Graveyard
When: In the shadow of night, when the krayt dragons sleep and the cold is almost unbearable.
What: One lightsaber; type is of the wielder's choice. Force powers.
Who: Obi-Tyler and Darth Serratus
I am calling you out, Jedi. You shall feel the true power of the Dark Side. (: ))
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High Prophet Crozeus
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((I will GM.))
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High Mage Serratus
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((Very well.))
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Obi-Tyler
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*he walked casually, his lightsaber at his side. He sensed the power of the dark side all around him, feeling like the one star in the dead of night. His cowl covered his face as he looked like a shadow in the night*
I am here. Come, when you wish to face the light and atone for your sins.
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High Prophet Crozeus
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((You don't need * for narrative, try to make your posts like a story. Read the other duels here to get a feel for how it's done.))
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Obi-Tyler
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(alright, I understand)
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Darth Cruiciatus
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(He's from the old way of roleplaying(as am I), when you had to post fast or you would get lost in a heap of posts.)
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High Mage Serratus
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Serratus smiled from behind his visor.
"It has been many moons since last I slew a Jedi. This should be fun."
Serratus pulled his rancor-tooth lightsaber from his belt. With the familiar snap-hiss the shimmering lilac blade sprung forth.
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Obi-Tyler
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Obi-Tyler's face was blank as he slowly drew his blade and ignited the blade. The blue plasma shimmering in the dead of night, humming as the wind blew.
"Sorry, I hope it doesn't bother you that I'm a bit old fashion and the lightsaber is an original antique."
He said this with kind of a mocking tone and manner.
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High Mage Serratus
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Serratus sneered.
"How immature, showing off a pathetic antique. They really have let the standards slip. Back when I was a Jedi you respected your opponent and what mattered was your skill, not your lightsaber."
Serratus offered a Makashi salute to his opponent.
"Enough banter."
He charged forward with blinding speed and unleashed a furious flurry of fluid strikes.
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Obi-Tyler
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Obi-Tyler let out a breath as he assumed a Soresu defensive stance and melded with the force, watching each slash that the sith made, countering with his own lightsaber. A loud crackle of energy sounded through out the quiet graveyard as their blades met with each swing.
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High Mage Serratus
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Serratus snorted. The Jedi had such a basic grasp of swordplay. Serratus jumped and flipped over Obi-Tyler before swinging around, aiming at the Jedi's head with his elbow.
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Obi-Tyler
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Obi-Tyler flung his cloak off quickly, letting the wind carry it straight to the Sith as it completely blocked his view of anything past it. He spun around quickly as the next thing he did was plung his lightsaber through the cloak to stab the Sith.
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High Mage Serratus
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((Eh, how would taking off your cloak stop me striking you in the head?))
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Obi-Tyler
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(no, I'm using the cloack as a diversionary tactic, not to stop your attack. The cloack will blow with the wind onto your body and it's suppose to stop you from seeing me attack you)
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High Prophet Crozeus
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((I see what he means, although it could have been clearer that Serratus' elbow (and face) was covered with the cloak so you couldn't see Tyler. We are trying to reduce OOC in roleplay as much as possible so resort it to PM to avoid clogging, if you please.))
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Obi-Tyler
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Obi-Tyler flung his cloack off, jumping a feet away from the Sith to dodge his attack, using the cloak to confuse the sith for just a few seconds. He then charged at him, stabbing his lightsaber through the cloak to catch the sith off guard.
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High Mage Serratus
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Darth Serratus stumbled back as he was caught by the cloak. He felt a lightsaber hit him on the skin, not cutting or piercing him but burning him. He roared in pain before cutting his way out of the cloak and turning to face Obi-Tyler.
"Foolish Jedi."
Serratus raised his hand and fired bolt after bolt of Force lightning into the Jedi's body.
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Obi-Tyler
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With great concentration, Obi-Tyler easily raised his blade to counter each bolt of lightening as the blade absorbed the energy. He let the force flow through him to keep him calm and ready in his defensive position.
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High Mage Serratus
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Serratus glared through his visor. He charged at Obi-Tyler with greater speed than any he had attained since being changed. He switched from Makashi into his most powerful form, Djem So and began attacking Obi-Tyler with powerful, raw strikes.
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Obi-Tyler
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Obi-Tyler assumed a true Soresu stance, moving fluidly to block his strikes. Their's was great power behind the Sith's strikes, he could feel it, but as long as he gave into the Force and kept his Soresu going, he could defend himself.
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High Mage Serratus
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Serratus kept mowing towards Obi-Tyler before slide-kicking him in the soft sand he had been pushing the Jedi toward. Quick as a vorsnkr, he flipped backwards into a standing position and raised his saber at Obi-Tyler.
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Obi-Tyler
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Obi-Tyler rolled back with the sand as he rolled backwards, using the Force to leap in the air and back-flip onto his feet as he assumed another Soresu stance.
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High Mage Serratus
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((What you just did defies all knowledge of human anatomy...))
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High Prophet Crozeus
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((Draw your attention to my earlier post, but since it is up I may as well deal with it... you kicked at him, he rolls backwards, jumps up, back-flips in mid-air and lands. I thnk pretty much everything one does in SW defies human anatomy.))
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High Mage Serratus
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((If I slide-kicked him, he would fall forward. But you're right, I will take this to PM.))
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