Sick of It (open challenge to ANYone: Jedi, TSO or TSE -- more than one welcome)

[Lilaena De'Ville]

De'Ville walked the rooftops of Coruscant, wondering where her son was tonight. Hopefully with Tondry, his father, if Darven had had any luck. If not, then the baby would still be with her old friend, most likely on Arcan IV.

As she traversed the odd landscape that was Coruscant at night, she watched the lights of the late night traffic swirl by her.

And then her hand dipped down to her saber hilt. She was not alone.

[Qhoros_Sakal]

A small dark figure is a blur as it runs across the rooftop with incredible nimbleness, disappearing into the shadows of the a/c generators and stepping forward into the light directly behind Lilaena De'ville. A soft purr issues from the noghri assassin as his body trembles with anticipation, eyes cloaked in shadow but not the sinister grin that reveals a nice set of canines. Qhoros Sakal raises his double-bladed glaive in earnest challenge.

[Lilaena De'Ville]

De'Ville hears a slight purr, a vocal rumble, from behind her. If she had not been enhancing her senses with the Force she might have missed it all together.

The being's presence it could not hide, however, and Lilaena knew that her company was behind her. She turned, feeling the being's intent, and ignited her blade. The jaded amethyst blade sprang to life with a snap-hiss, and she views her small enemy for the first time.

Noghri. Lady Vader, perhaps? Motives could be found out later, for now it was best to defend. Noghri acted first and talked rarely, so De'Ville has hardpressed to deflect the lighting quick attack that came just as she was turning. The lightsaber turned the weapon aside, ruining one of the blades. Lilaena lifted her hand, palm outward, and pushed the short alien towards the edge of the rooftop.

[Videl]

A low growl is heard nearby as one short figure waits under the street light while two animal figures wait beside her. The person's face is hidden from view, but its eyes glow like ember beneath the hood of a cloak.

[Qhoros_Sakal]

Qhoros feels the unseen power of the Force throw him towards the edge, he fortunely losses his footing and slides to the edge of of the building striking the ledge instead of tumbling over, preserving the noghri from a terrible fall. Flipping back onto his feet, Qhoros shakes his head removing the course strands of the top-knot atop his skull from his eyes.

Snorting, he grins sinisterly, large intelligent yellow eyes sizing up the Sith. Twirling his dual-bladed glaive, a grey-blur charges, striking Lilaena with a series of assaults, pressing her. Spinning, the noghri slices at her knees while using the momentum to complete a second spin with the glaive bearing down at her skull.

(OOC- Sorry, I should have mentioned I am using one of the glaive's from Crimson Empire... IIRC they were used against lightsabers without damage.)

[Greyy Trespe]

Greyy sits at the top of the building. There are many sith here tonight. A woman stands watching the two combatants go at each other. One is a nohgri he had not sensed him. So a normal Nohgri. Well Maybe he well be of help to me this night then. The woman is a sith. He is gauging their power level as he speaks.

The master of the Teras Kasi well wait to make his move.

[Rama]

:: silently and qucikly a simple black form lands behind De'Ville, it crouchs at first after the jump down, but then stand errect again. De'Ville had not heard, nor seen, nor sensed this new presence, but the Noghri surely could see him, but he made no move to hide, nor attack or Flee. ::

[Lilaena De'Ville]

The little grey alien bounced back quickly, she would give him that much. He swung viciously at her knees, but she leapt upwards, turning a somersault and landing behind him. He had turned the glaive's powerful momentum against her, but she was no longer there to hit.

Recovering quickly, the Noghri faced her with a slash designed to cleave her - collarbone to hip. De'Ville held her lightsaber twohanded and batted the blade away, then gripped the alien and shoving him backwards.

She could sense others around her now, watching her battle. Watch, and learn, little ones. De'Ville turned, and saw a hooded figure behind her. She could not sense him in the Force, which is why he had been able to sneak up on her.

The very fact that there was nothing to be sensed where she could clearly see someone meant one of two things. Either a Jedi Master, or a Sith Master. De'Ville herself had not yet learned how to hide her presence in the Force. Keeping a tight hold on the Noghri, which was struggling against the grip of the Force which held it tightly, she flipped her lightsaber in her hands, and faced the spectre.

"You going to say something, or do you just like to watch?" De'Ville raised an eyebrow, but remained where she was, waiting for the figure to identify itself.

[Qhoros_Sakal]

Qhoros had seen the dark figure drop in behind Lilaena and ignored it, concentrating on Lilaena. His lips peel back in a low growl as he is now held back by the Force. The noghri's hands are free to move, flicking his wrist a palm shooter ejects from his sleeve into the palm of his hand. The noghri fires three darts simultaneously at the small of De'Ville's back. Each dart has a debilitating muscle relaxer and incurs paralysis in 15 minutes (strenuous movement and activity that heightens blood pressure greatly increases the potency of the drug).

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Four distinct "snap-hiss" sounds could be heard, as an equal number of shrouded figures approached, each clad in red. They fanned out, surrounding De'Ville, and prepared to strike.

[Lilaena De'Ville]

De'Ville flicked her lightsaber to the side, catching two of the darts and deflecting them away from her. The third dart skimmed her back as she turned to the side, tearing a small hole in her jumpsuit, but otherwise leaving her unharmed. With a growl, the Dark Jedi slammed the Noghri into the ground with the Force.

Great, more company. Four lightsabers ignited around her, and she cracked her neck, ready to strike back. Just another day in the office.

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

One of the Dark Jedi jumped skyward in a massive leap. Two charged De'Ville from her left and right, and the last, who stood behind her, threw his saber at her.

[Lady Vader]

*LV walked onto the scene, unmasking herself as she had been hiding, watching. Her steps were steady and deliberate, her demeanor like it always was: cold. She had been impressed with the tactics the Noghri had used, but he was still learning how to deal with a Force sensitive being. It wasn't as easy as it looked.*

*It hadn't been difficult to make out others watching the battle. She smiled. Why watch, when you can join in the fun.*

*And then it started. The fun, that is. Four beings, Dark Jedi from the feel of it, simultaniously ignited their sabers, and slowly advanced towards De'Ville from the four corners around her. She could of course, jump out of the circle and avoid the attack. But what would be the fun in that? And just to make it more interesting, LV would lend her "hand" as well.*

*As De'Ville was distracted by the four Dark Jedi moving in on her, LV rasied her hand and Force pushed De'Ville, her back straight for the Dark Jedi behind her. Either the woman would become a shishkabob, or she would defend her life.*

*LV herself stood ready, in the event any retaliation was given.*

[Lilaena De'Ville]

The four unidentified Force users attacked simultaenously, their movements coordinated and planned with deadly accuracy. De'Ville gathered the Force into her, and -

- suddenly, and unexpectedly, she was shoved by an invisible hand, almost directly into the being behind her, who's saber was flying towards her, spinning horizontally. She yelped, and managed to grip the saber with the Force, sending it clattering to the rooftop, where it proceeded to burn through into the underlayers of building.

There was no time to think, only to be one with the Force and react. Two others were already upon her, sabers flashing. De'Ville deflected one deadly blow, and then ducked under another swing from behind her. But who had pushed her? Oh, Lady Vader. Just as I suspected.

She had no time to acknowledge her former friend, as the four beings regrouped. De'Ville began forming a roiling ball of Force Destruction over her left hand, and released it, sending it towards the foursome.

[Lady Vader]

Bravo.

*The single word entered De'Ville's mind as she attacked the four Dark Jedi.*

*True, there had been a time when LV wanted to kill De'Ville and be done with her. But now, it seemed she'd rather play with her life and make living more difficult, than give her the blissful release of death. Besides, it made life more... interesting.*

*Igniting both ends of her crimson saber, she twirled it in one hand, admiring the blood-red ghost blur the light left in it's wake.*

[Qhoros_Sakal]

Four new players entered the arena in similar dress, ignited their lightsabers and attacked De'Ville furiously. While she temporarily fended off the attackers, the Force in which Lilaena had used to hold Qhoros Sakal distant was compromised with her attention elsewhere. Now released and growing tiresome of the this unseen power that thwarts his strikes, the noghri circles the Dark Jedi with deliberate stalking.

He hears yet another lightsaber ignite, yellow eyes roll in the direction of the shadows, observing a graceful figure illuminated by the crimson glow cast from the dual blades of her lightsaber. Purrs, the noghri seeks opportunity to engage the one, Lilaena De'Ville, again.

[Greyy Trespe]

The force strength around here is off the charts. The nohgri are good but not that good. He enters a meditatation trance at will. Increase his reflexes, strength and speed.

Lastly he calls on the greatest feat of the Teras Kasi. He Focuses his power and creats a null force bubble (Pushes the force away like Yalsimmari. He cannot maintain it long.) that extends 4 meters in all directions. He is ready to fight with a small yinchori cortosis shield on his wrist that he tightens and a pair of red glowing force claws that are are activated. Two 1 meter blades extend from each wrist.

From there he jumps in to the middle of the fighting. His null force bubble at full strength for the moment. He begins fighting with the four strangers. The force bubble well not last long but he hopes that he can maintain it long enough to defeat the sith.

He glances to the nohgri indicating that he is with him.

[Reborn Dark Jedi]

Three of the dark jedi jumped out of the path of the Force Destruction. The fourth braced with his saber, holding his ground. However, the attack was far beyond his capacity to defend, and he was totally incinerated in the blast.

[Rama]

:: The Dark Figure that had remain motionless watching all that played out before him , finally moved. He Calmly began to wlk thru the carnage before with a seeming ease. He had hoped to engage De'Ville in battle but the odds had fallen against her, and he was a sucker for a underdog. He moved with an almost ease, De'Ville's ball of Force Destruction had exploded near by scattering the Dark Jedi. But Rama had simplely side stepped around the gapping hole and contiuned on course till he stood a few feet away from the woman. ::


"Seems your a popular lady tonight."


:: He glanced all around him and he seemed to be in a circle of blood thristy killers whose Center was De'Ville. A Noghri, four Force users.....they're lack of real skills and arogance that came from them could only mean that they were Dark Jedi, and most intresting of all Lady Vader. ::


"And I guess you wonder what Im gonna do."

:: Rama pulled back the hood on his cloak. ::

[Lilaena De'Ville]

De'Ville flicked her hand out, pushing the Noghri away again, sending it skittering towards the edge of the roof. One of the three watchers advanced on the remaining three of the matching troupe of four Force users. With the trio distracted from her for the moment, Lilaena found the hooded figure walking towards her through the carnage of the destroyed Force user.

As the man pulled his hood back, De'Ville recognized his face. "Rama. We finally meet. I have heard so much about you from my...brothers." Her eyelid flickered in what might have been a wink.

The Noghri was circling around her again, probably goaded on by Lady Vader who seemed content to pull strings from the side. As always. "And I would wonder what you were going to do, but I simply don't have the time." She half turned, kicked the Noghri in the wrist as it darted in (thinking she was distracted) and caused it to lose its grip on the knife it held in its hand. Or paw. Whatever it was Noghri had, she hadn't enough time to study xenobiology.

[Qhoros_Sakal]

Qhoros read Greyy's subtle message with a quick glance, though the assassin was distrustful of Force users outside a professional level. Circling Lilaena with deadly intent, awaiting the crucial moment in which to strike. The other cloaked figure known as Rama steps forward, hailing the dark jedi, while they exchange words the noghri tests her defenses. She quickly wheels around and kicks the vibroblade from his hand, Qhoros jumps back nimbly, eyes never leaving Lilaena. Having circled around to the other side, the Noghri quickly recovers his glaive.

With Greyy battling the trio of reborn and Lady Vader looking on in the shadows. The noghri advances on Lilaena De'ville, exchanging strikes and parries. Lightsaber CRACKS loudly against glaive, sparks jetting with each collision of their weapons. Keeping the tempo of the fight high, hoping to distract her fairly enough not allowing Lilaena to concentrate her greater Force abilities.

[Greyy Trespe]

Greyy Is moveing around two of the Dark jedi. They are not his prey in fact he could care less about them. A greater for is near by a dark master comes from the shadows.

(First deal with the force witch, Then the force master.) He thinks, there are far two many jedi for him to finish on his own here. He Tuck and rolls past the Trio of dark jedi and moves next to the Nohgri offering his Null force bubble the warrior in battle. (Simular to a yalsimari's ability only temporary)

He comes up to guard his arm with a cortosis shield from the light saber. This action is becomeing taxing the force bubble is hard enough to maintain when fighting one opponent but even more so with multiple force users. The act of will that it takes to push the force away is a great strain on the body. The shield connects with the light saber of the woman. He is counting on the Nohgri to follow it up with an attack.

[Lady Vader]

*LV watched a creature with a nullifying Force bubble, similar to what ysalimiri created, come to stand next to the Noghri. She knew, even without the hlp of the bubble, the Noghri would live. They were hard critters to kill, and she had a great respect for them, having hired many under her employment on occassion. TSO and the Noghri had an understanding.*

*She turned back to watch as the man wearing the hood revealed who he was: Rama. She had to smile. She hadn't seen him in awhile, and somehow seeing him again on the battle field was a welcome opportunity.*

*Three of the Dark Jedi still lived, while the fourth had been obliterated by the Force Destruction thrown out by De'Ville. So, to pass the time, she picked one of the three remaining Dark Jedi, and dropped him right in front of her, swinging her saber down on him. The man had time to react, bringing his saber up to block her downward stroke, but the strength and momentum from her own swing made him stumble back. He stood his ground, a few meters away, watching her. She merely smiled and getured him to come to her with a single flick of her finger.*

Let's dance.

*The Dark Jedi came at her again, and they engaged in battle.*

[Rama]

:: the Noghri interupted his discussion.........this annoyed him. With a flick of the wrist the creature found it increasely hard to breath, his wind pipe slowly cutting off any air from getting to his lungs. ::


"Do you mind."

:: He said to the Noghri, then turned back to De'Ville ::


" I wouldn't be so pleased to meet me......I came here to take your prisoner. Your Husband knows something he shouldn't, and you are the perfect bait to bring him to me, but........"

:: He said looking around. ::

"If you die here your of no use to me.........so I have to help you for the time being. If we both get out of this alive.......then maybe I'll change my plan back. "


:: With that Rama realeased the Noghri, and then with a massive Fore Push sent him realing across the roof and over the edge. Rama saw a hand on the edge and knew he hadn't fallen. ::

[Lilaena De'Ville]

A man on the roof seemed to have a yslamiri with him, and he was blocking the Force from her. Such a distraction in concentration could be deadly. De'Ville slashed at the Noghri again, and then the Force null man stuck his arm in the way, protecting the alien. Her lightsaber hit his arm, and deactivated.

Cortosis. Krasst! The Noghri moved in closer, and then stopped, choking. Rama tossed the grey skinned alien off the rooftop. "...I came here to take your prisoner." De'Ville almost laughed, but he continued, his speech as Lady Vader dropped into the fray, battling one of the look-a-like Force users.

De'Ville reactivated her saber, and swung at the Force null man's legs. He jumped back out of the way, and she turned and ran, running straight for the edge of the roof. Two hands were there, and the Noghri was climbing back up to their level, but De'Ville launched herself over the edge.

Feeling relief as the Force flooded back to her, she turned a somersault and let the Force cushion her feet as she landed in a crouch thirty feet lower down on another rooftop. "Rama!" She projected her voice with the Force, letting it echo around the rooftops. "Good luck catching me, as I don't intend to die here tonight." Was it wise to taunt him? Probably not. But with the Noghri and the others still up on the higher roof, she could punish Rama for his insolence, and still go back to finish off the others.

Or, they might all come down to her new level. In either case, it wasn't going to be boring. De'Ville twirled her saber in her hands, and watched the Noghri's legs disappear as it scrambled back onto the roof it had been thrown off of.

[Greyy Trespe]

The sith allows enough of a distraction to dipose of him. The nohgri was no better off. Being flung off the roof top. No he had a hand on the edged. The last of his strength used he was glad that the woman retreated. His Null force ability was lost to him amoment later. He falls to a single knee. he would not be able to try that trick again for a while.

[Rama]

:: Rama rolled his eyes slightly at De'villes comment. He Ran aacross the roof and flipped off the side of the roof and used the force to aid his landing below. ::


"This is pointless De'ville........you may be able to evade the Dark Jedi and the Noghri, but Lady Vader will harder to lose...and Im sure when she catches you she'll be less gentle then I."

[Videl]

*Videl remained where she was, tracking what was happening with the force, while she kept her eyes closed. She knew all of what was going on down to the smallest detail but chose to remain silent and perhaps go after Rama a little later.*

[Lilaena De'Ville]

De'Ville laughed, "Lady Vader? Oh, yes, she is intimidating, I suppose. But I have worked too closely with her in the past, she does not scare me. And either do you. But, are you offering me protection from her if I come with you, is that it?"

Lilaena twirled her saber hilt in her hand, and shook her head, "No, I don't think I will. Thank you for the offer, however." There were still fifteen feet between the pair of Dark side adepts, and she took one step forward. "But, as you said, I'm no good to you dead. What is it you want anyway...my husband, you said?" De'Ville laughed again, a little confused, "But I have no husband."

Her thoughts were carefully concealed behind mind blocks, and they were racing. How the frell did Rama find out about the marriage? No one is supposed to know about it. She kept her saber gripped in her right hand, but the blade was not ignited.

[Qhoros_Sakal]

There is a hideous cry heard atop the roof above the one which Rama and Lilaena now stood. A second later the corpse of a Reborn Dark Jedi plunges over the edge, falling in the midst of them.

A grey object flies over the edge, landing in the shadows cast from the roof above, no movement is made just soft purring emanating from the darkness...

[Malice Draclau]

Purring was not the only thing they had heard coming from the darkness. A low growling sound was heard as well. For on the same building which held Lilaena, a 9 ft blue skinned Demon was practically crawling up the side wall. His skin was as tuff as armor, and his nails were long and sgarper then daggers, which helped him pierce through the brick easier.

His head slowly peered up and over the edge, the demon's dark blue eye's gazed at Lilaena. In one easy jump the demon sith knight was standing tall on the roof top. Slowly he spoke to his fellow sith sister.

*Well, it has been a long time De'ville. It is me Malice a brother you might call me from TSO*

Malice could smell in the air a horrid stench......the smell of a noghri.

*So, i see you decided to have a little brawl, and against all these people. Please, allow me to join you at your side and fight these creatures. I don't believe i've ever had the pleasure of fighting alongside you*

Malice instantly began taking in the darkside, filling his massive body with the evil energies. His wings were closed tightly against his back while his tail swung in the air behind him. Malice could also sense Lady Vader, wether or not she was here to help Lilaena or to fight her he did not know. But if she had indeed come to fight her, then Malice would have a tuff decision to make, which sith woman would he help.

[Greyy Trespe]

Greyy was finding that this was becomeing increasingly hazardous area to be. Now there were 4 sith of great power by his judgeing.

"My Nohgri freind it would apear that in this situation we may find a need to help each other." His light blades were held at the ready. He really needed to get some better armor soon.

[Lilaena De'Ville]

De'Ville stepped away from Draclau, wondering if he was serious about helping her. He had been just an apprentice the last time she had seen him, and appeared to have grown in the Force a great deal since then. His potential was the same as before, but he had risen to meet it.

And yet...she could use him. He had looked up to her as a mentor in the Force once, perhaps he would again. De'Ville nodded once, "It is always helpful to have an ally. Yet, once the Lady Vader arrives, perhaps you will turn on me as well. What then?"

Rama took a step forward, and she ignited her lightsaber, pointing it towards him to show her readiness to fight.

[Malice Draclau]

Malice stood quite for a moment while walking a little closer to De'ville.

*What you and Lady Vader have aginst each other can be solved by yourselves, i just intend to try and even the odds against the other's who have come to claim your head so to speak*

Malice glanced over at the other building which held LV.

*I have no intentions of fighting her.........nor do i intend on helping her kill a fellow sith who is also a fellow friend of mine*

Malice looked to the side as he could still smell the Noghri lurking close by.

* I say we put this discussion on the side for now and finish it once these creatures are delt with*

Malice turned in the direction of where he smelled the Noghri.

*Come out of the shadows creature, come.....come and play with a demon. I'm sure you'll find it more fun then fighting her*

The demon sith knight stood ready, his claws in position to slash at anything comeing is way.

[Rama]

"I never said you had a choice in the matter......I just said it was pointless."

:: Rama looked over his shoulder at the approaching figure ::

"What I know about Tondry and how i know it is my buisness. And your arogance is going to get you killed. There is only one person here that can keep Lady Vader from takeing your life.....and your not it."


:: Deville ignited her saber, Rama kinda chuckled at this. ::


"You must have trained on Vjun at one time."

[Lilaena De'Ville]

ooc: Rama, can you prove to me with IC proof that you know about the marriage IC? If not, then I suggest that you change tactics, because you would only be able to bluff, not know for sure. :) /ic:

She laughed again, "Rama, Rama, Rama. I have never trained on Vjun. And if Lady Vader wants my head so badly, then she should come and get it herself." De'Ville sniffed slightly, "Sending Noghri to kill me is as insulting as it is pointless."

Then she hesitated. But if there were another way to kill me...and if she knew about it, and was toying with me... The pieces wanted to fit together, but she was missing solid proof. Nonetheless, it would be better to stop all the talking that was going on around there.

Lilaena turned as if to look at Lady Vader high up on the other roof battling the Dark adepts on the roof, the two that were left, but she pivoted back towards Rama on her left foot. Darting towards him she gripped him with the Force and yanked him towards her. Her saber held two handed, De'Ville slashed upward, the strike intended to cleave him from groin to shoulder.

[Lady Vader]

*LV had been able to dispatch of the Dark Jedi that she had brought to her, shishkabobbing him through his gut. The man went down, and she called his lightsaber to her, igniting it and throwing it at one of the last two remaining Dark Jedi. The lightsaber missed the orange hooded man as he sent it clattering away over the edge with a Force Push, it still ignited, heading down towards the others were. What became of the lightsaber didn't matter, though it would be interesting to see the faces of the combatants down below on why it was raining live lightsabers.*

*Pushing the amusing thought aside, she blocked a parrey by the other Dark Jedi, a blue hooded one. She locked her saber to his and extended her foot, sharply kicking his knee, making the joint bend in an unnatural way. The man went down with a scream of agony, and attempted to remove her legs with his saber. LV jumped back, avoiding the blade, and sent the man carreening over the edge of the building with a strong Force Push. The last she saw of his was his blue hod, disapearing beyond the edge, a scream that echoed down and down until it was no more. Now, the other combatants would start wondering why it was raining injured Dark Jedi.*

*Tiring of the nuisance these wanna-be Force adepts caused, she grabbed the other by the throat, utilizing the Force and lifted him high into the air. He throw his saber at her, but she swatted it away with her own.*

Be gone, wretch.

*Deactivating her saber and flipping it to hook at her belt in one fluid movement, she lifted the other hand and let loose a small volley of Force Destruction. Not so much as to destroy the area, but enough to incinerate the body of the Dark Jedi. He wiggled in her Force Grip, but before he cold find a way to loosen himself, the flaming ball of heat struck him, engulfing him, turning his body into ashes. Having nothng else to grasp, LV let go, and the blackened body hit the roof with a dry thud, his fingers and nose melting and blowing away in the wind.*

*Brushing her hands together, LV walked to the edge of the building to see the other two in battle. Content to watch, and wait until they tired, she sat herself on the edge, letting her legs dangle.*

[Rama]

OOC: I got a thread some place where I trade some services for info about Tondry from Isard. Suspecting most of it, trying to call you on stuff if you will. But no....I don't directly know your Married just that your important to him.......tell you the truth, the "Husband" thing was a OOC slip.

IC:

:: Rama was yanked forward and the flash of a saber coming at him. With a slight Kick and the aid of the force Rama jumped into the air with great ease and fliped over the attacker. Landing behind her he quickly kicked back hitting her in the back. Her forward motion and the force of the kick sends her stumbling forward. ::


"Crude and Slow......no better then a Clumsy child."

:: Rama turned to face her again. ::

"But if you have to do this the hard way......then the Hard way it'll be. "

:: Rama ignited his saber and pointed it at the form of Malice. ::

"I'd Stay out of this if I were you......if I kill her, then you attempt to inact revenge. "

[Lilaena De'Ville]

ooc: no problem Rama, just checking to make sure our tight security at the wedding was worth what we paid for it ;) /ic:

De'Ville gasped as Rama's foot connected with her back, and she stumbled forward. Catching herself, she turned to face him as he spoke to Draclau, and she initiated a pressure wave in the Force. It rippled outward and slammed into Rama, knocking him off his feet.

Lilaena leapt into the air and came down on top of him, saber aimed to kill. He parried her slash, and rolled to the side, trying to get clear long enough to regain his feet. De'Ville slammed her saber down again, almost forgetting it was a weapon of finesse as she two handed it with brute force against her foe.

[Rama]

:: Rama swung his saber up with his Right hand and Met her Saber as it Came down. In a blinding flash the Sabers Collided. De'ville pressed down in hopes of pushing is own saber into his body, but Rama was able to get up to one knee and then bring his left hand up to the saber hilt. With one powerful push against De'Ville's Saber he pushed her back and he got all the way to his feet. ::

[Lilaena De'Ville]

Without relenting as she was pushed back, De'Ville stepped up again, their saber's crashing together once more. She muscled his to the side, and pivoted on her right foot, bringing her left around and up, kicking him powerfully in the face.

He reeled back as she landed back on both feet, and hurled a roiling mass of Force Destruction towards him. It was powerful enough to make a mess of him, but she hadn't been able to spend much time forming it, so it was not the best she was capable of. De'Ville stood ready to deflect any attack he might send back at her.

[Rama]

:: Rama reeled back a little from the kick. He jumped back to regain his balance, but just then De'ville threw a ball of Force Destruction at him. Rama rasied his hand and the ball stopped in mid air equa distance between them. Rama looked across at her and rasied an eye brow then motioned his hand downwards. The ball obeyed and crashed into the group and exploded sending up a cloud of debris. De'ville could not see Rama thru the could of smoke and then suddenly he exploded from the deris cloud and plant his knee into her stomach and then smashes his saber into the back of her head as she is doubled over from the kick. He then pulls back and kicks her across the ribs sending her slideing across the ground. ::

[Lilaena De'Ville]

De'Ville grabbed Rama's foot with both hands as he tried to kick her in the ribs, and turned it quickly to the side, spinning him off his feet and sending him into the ground. As he hit the rooftop, she lost her balance and fell on her rear, the back of her head full of firey pain.

Using the Force she quelled the pain, and got to her feet quickly, readying something special for Rama.

[Rama]

:: Rama rolled over and began to get back to his feet, he turned back and looked a De'ville. He outstreched his hand as many a force user did when useing the force, but nothing happened. No force push, no force lighting, no objects flying at her.....and then she noticed it. Smog...........smog was coming up from the lower levels of courscant and quickly begn filling the air around them. thicker anc thicker it became till it was nearly impossible to see. As she turned to look back at Rama, she noticed he was gone. ::

[Qhoros_Sakal]

The noghri looked up at the towering sith that stood before him. Thus far Qhoros had learned of power of the darkside in a very personal fashion and looking around... too many warm bodies about. This is not the circumstances an assassin prefers. The noghri decides retreat is the best solution. Performing three short backflips before diving off the building. Qhoros is gone from sight in seconds.

[Lilaena De'Ville]

De'Ville smiled at his trick, trying to disappear in the smog. She located his lifesign in the Force, however, and tracked him quite easily. Her fingers tingled as she gripped her saber with one hand, ready for the attack that was coming.

As Rama neared, she loosed a volley of dark lightning into him, eyes glaring with concentration. He spasmed in the smog, still not visible to the naked eye.

[Rama]

:: With that Rama came chargeing in from the opposite direction in which De'ville fired the lighting. He Charged her hitting her with his shoulder knocking her to the ground. ::


" Either your etremly arogant........or you think im extremly dumb De'ville. What would be the point of blinding your eyes and not your mind? Either way you should never make such assumations. They'll get you killed."

:: Rama But his saber down near her face, the green blade almost touching her face. ::


"Let's try this again. "

:: Rama flipped her over and helped her to her feet. He then picked up her saber and gave it to her. ::



"Shall we?"

[Lilaena De'Ville]

ooc: Rama, I never dropped my saber, what, you think I'm dumb too!? :) And, no touchy! :D /ic:

As Rama spoke his saber came near her face as he chided her. De'Ville pushed him away from her, her saber coming up and smacking his blade aside with a crackle of energy. She did a handspring to get to her feet, and held her saber ready as she made a twirling motion with her other hand.

A wind blew through the rooftop, dispersing the smog, and leaving the area clear. "Shall we? By all means." She narrowed her eyes, and drew on the Force for strength.

[Malice Draclau]

Malice watched as the little Noghri sped off into the night. Snorting he turned and watched LD fight with another sith master. One that he had not seen before. Malice then glanced back at the other roof top, Master Vader was also watching, He was glad she did not decide to come over here and start a fight with De'ville. For he would not know what to do, which one to help.


( What have you gotten yourself into Lilaena. Leaving the order was not a wise thing. But then again, you are my dark sister and i will not let harm come to you)

The demon sith stood, his arms folded over his chest as he silently watched LD fight.

[Strider]

Well this looks like a good fight, Strider said as he entered the area. I haven't seen a fight like this...well in a very long time. Strider then looks over at Malice...

Oh, it's you again. I see that you got over that poison, and still are as thick headed as ever...

[Rama]

OCC: Sorry.....there was suppose to be line about me the impact knocking the saber from your hand. I skip words and whole sentances from time to time if I get to typeing to fast. Sorry about that.


IC:


"Who trained you? "

:: Rama began to pace around her ::

[Malice Draclau]

Malice glared at the human whom now stood on the same rooftop as he. A low growling sound creeped out of his mouth as theforce in him began to rise.

*I knew we would meet again. And this time none of your foolish human tricks will stop me*

Malice unfolded his arms and took a few steps towards the man. The sith put up his right hand facing Strider.

*And this time you will not have your friend here to bail you out. Do not fret, for i will get him as well*

Malice unleashed a strong forcepush, sending Strider backwards knocking him to the ground. The demon charged forward, his claws ready to tear into his flesh.

[Strider]

Suddenly a snap hiss is heard, as a lighsaber is turned on. Malice feels a sharp pain in his right wrist as the blade glaces off of it. Malice jumps back as Strider does a back flip to get to his feet.
Well, no tricks then so be it. And I did not come here to pick a fight, but since you so insist on haveing one on this roof top, so be it

[Lilaena De'Ville]

"Live Wire of the Sith Order raised me from apprentice to knight." She turned slowly, continually facing Rama as he paced around her.

"Then my training was taken over by one of your own order, Master Jedah Lynch of the Empire. Under his tuteledge I was raised to the rank of Master." She kept her saber pointed at the Sith, and her senses tuned to his every movement.

[Rama Sha]

"Jedah........intresting"


:: He stayed one step ahead, keeping her straight ahead as he circled. ::

" I knew him when he was just a pup. "


:: His face became stern suddenly. ::

"But you have not been loyal to your master....."

[Malice Draclau]

Malice backs up as he cringes from the pai he feels in his wrist. Looking at it the demon licks the blue blood that oozes out from the cut. Looking up at Striker Malice grins.

*You shall pay for that human. My revenge with you will be complete before the night is through*


Putting his hands together the demon sith begins to rub them furiously. Drawing on the force he concentrates on the air molecules around Striker. The Fire soon appears and quickly traps Striker within a circle. The circle of fire quickly starts to close around Striker, the flames jumping out at him.

Malice unclips his saber from his belt and ignites both sides. He knew that the human would find some way to get out of this, and so the sith would be ready.

[Lilaena De'Ville]

Lilaena shook her head. "I have never defied or denied my master the respect he deserves. You, however, have not earned my respect. And you are not my superior, Rama Sha. If nothing else, we are equals on the field of battle."

She spun her saber around once more, facing him still. "Are you getting your exercise Master Sha? Or are you going to kidnap me after all?"

[Strider]

Strider did not even smirk as he Force Jumped out of the ring of fire, he then draws in his lightsaber as he headed to land right on the beasts own double bladed one. Malice raises to block and suddenly Strider does a flip, and deactivates his lightsaber. He then reaches out with his arm and hits Malice on the jaw with the hilt of his blade. At the end of the arc, Strider activates the blade and leaves a long scar along Malice's right cheek. Strider then lands.

Surly you jest. As I told you this isn't a test anymore. Either get with the program or I'll topple this building on top of you!

[Rama]

"It is foolish to consider yourself my equal De'Ville. I have had to lower myself to your level just to make sure i did not kill you. "





:: He looked away for a moment. ::



" Then you have stood by your Masters sides at all time? You have never sided with those who would see him dead. Your lies are transperent De'ville. You have already denied your master. Or are you so convinced in your justication that even you know believe what comes from your mouth?"


::Rama eased his stance and let down his guard. ::


" I don't need your respect.....respect is something that people with small minds and weak wills have to have. It's not something I need to live. I've changed my mind De'ville. You have become.......invalueable to me. I will leave you to good lady above. "

:: Rama turned and looked back up at the way they had came., to where Lady Vader was still. ::


"Im sure you consider yourself her equal as well........I would put that thought out of your mind. Even a part of me fears her. If it be fear of what she could do to me if she willed, or if it is reverance for ones have come before me I do not know. What I do know is that you lack both, and if you don't learn them quickly it may be your end. "


" I will impart some measure of wisdom to you though. We grow stronger as we grow older........not older as in age in years of a lived life. But in years of infection by the Darkside. Cause that is what it is....and infection. It grows inside and kills the light......and that takes time, and as it does it takes it's toll on a person."

:: He begins to rub the premature wrinkles that had began to form on his hands. ::


"You are like the young hunter who kills his first beast.......at that time he considers himself the Chiefs equal when in reality nothing could be further from the truth. If you think that he Saurrons, Ogres, and Sorshas of the universe are now equal to those like Lady Vader......then you still have much to learn. And when you do I may return to you, but for now I leave you to your own devices. "


:: With that Rama took a mighty force jump and lands on the roof ajacent from the one that they had come from. He turned and looke back over at Vader and then he turned and returned to the shadows ::

[Lilaena De'Ville]

Enfuriated, De'Ville watches Sha leave the rooftop. One last glance to Vader on the adjacent rooftop, and then she thrust her saber into the roof at her feet. It took only a few minutes to burn an opening into the building below.

De'Ville leapt through the hole, her clothes singeing on the hot edges of the duracrete, and landed firmly on the chunk she had dislodged. Sha spoke as if he knew what he was talking about, which was really quite amusing. She could not quite bring herself to classify their encounter as a fight. An altercation, perhaps.

She had expected more, but he had given up so quickly. It boggled the mind, but De'Ville was done trying to figure out what Sith thought about. She had tried that at TSO, and failed. It was their loss in the end. And if she disavowed the Hand, and petitioned for membership at the Empire (Empire? They really needed to rethink their name, as they had allowed their fleets and planets to be take from them. Not much of an Empire!) they would distrust her, but would perhaps accept her if her change of heart was real.

It only served to prove their duality of opinions. The Sith served chaos. Dark Jedi served order, by whatever means necessary. Sith were in opposition to order. Therefore, Sith were in opposition to the Hand. Their ultimate downfall was something she would cherish.

Lilaena jogged through the building, finding the stairs to take her to a much lower floor. 'Lifts were overrated anyway. The order she craved would come, and with it the desctruction of the Sith.

[Lady Vader]

*LV watched Rama leave, and then turned to see De'Ville look up at her. She merely winked. The other woman scowled and thrust her saber into the building's roof, cutting a hole into it. LV just smiled. Then De'Ville was gone inside the building. How unfortunate.*

*Standing, LV stretched almost casually, and then brought her hands together, keeping them apart by a hands breath. In between her hands, a green glow began to form, turning into a glowing green orb. It started off small, like all things being born do. But it began to grow in size. Closing her eyes, she concentrated, envisioning the air molicules around her coming together, angry at having been disturbed, collecting into the sphere. Her ears popped as the air was sucked from around her into the sphere. The green orb grew brighter, collecting the air, compressing it, making it into an explosive that could not be stopped. For once it's creation was started, it's only death would come when released. A few minutes passed, and it grew to be the same size as a jurob melon. It's angry green face spit and threw tiny flares about, anxious to be released.*

*Opening her eys, and taking a deep breath to calm her exhaustion at having created the destructive orb, she looked back at the building, opening her mind to the Force. Inside, she saw De'Ville, taking her time to reach the lower levels of the building. Shaking her head, she smiled, and let the green orb fly to the building with a Force push, turning as soon as it had left her possetion, to leap away from the building she was on, onto the one farthest from it, and to continue running. The buildings would give her some cover, but those around the now doomed building De'Ville was in would crumble.*

*The orb unleashed a destructive force equivelant to that of a 100 grenades, having gone through the hole cut into the rooftop to explode into the delicately structured floors. The building's top exploded like that of a volcanos, the shockwave sending the other buildings around it swaying, and some crumbling on the sides that were hit with flying debris. Soon the building De'Ville was in began to cave.*

*LV looked back at the raging flames and smoke where the explosion had occured. Turning, she made her way back to her ship. It would be interesting to see if De'Ville escaped.*

*Not giving it a second thought, LV disapeared.*

[Lilaena De'Ville]

De'Ville was five floors above where she wanted to be when she felt the disturbance in the Force. Her danger sense flared up and she immediately ran to the nearest turbolift.

A giant explosion rocked the building, nearly sending her to her knees, but she lurched towards the closed doors, ripping them open with the Force. The lift was no where in sight. Good.

Withouth a second thought, De'Ville dropped into the empty shaft, falling straight down through the building as hell broke loose and fell towards her. She held her hands by her throat, arms tight to her sides, falling as quickly as possible. As she fell, De'Ville felt the 'lift itself below her, and fell almost too quickly towards it.

At the very last seccond she cushioned her landing with the Force, rolling smack into the wall of the shaft. Walls were crumbling still, and the lift shook mightily, threatening to buck her off. With a feral yell, Lilaena ignited her lightsaber and was about to cut her way out of the shaft when the building ...fell.

There was an incredible, creaky groan as the building collapsed on itself, raining firey debris inside its former walls. De'Ville threw up a Force shield, hastily constructed, but solid enough. She rode the building down, not daring to think about how far down she might end up.

And if her body would ever be found.

She drew heavily on anger at the Lady Vader, and fueled her shield with it as she tucked herself into a ball. A large chunk of duracrete seemed to fall slowly, like a feather towards her. She pushed it with the Force, directing it away from her almost helpless body.

Ten minutes later it was all over.

[Lilaena De'Ville]

Two figures danced on a planet of green, although their dance was not one of love. It was a dance of intensity, with sabers and a rythmn all of its own. One was tall, dark haired and worn; the other young, petite, blonde and innocent.

The man turned to her...not to the blonde woman, but to her, to Lilaena. He looked at her, and spoke. "You desire healing above all else. Come to me."

Lilaena opened her eyes, and coughed, a pain hitting her in the side where a rib was probably bruised, or worse. Probably worse. She was laying on her face, buried in a ton of rubble, hidden away in a tiny hole barely large enough for her body.

No one would find her here - it was up to her to get out on her own. No problem... But for now she would rest a moment, and regain her strength and senses.

[Malice Draclau]

Malice growled as Striker had again slashed him, this time on his right cheek. The blue blood oozed out of the cut slowly. Looking at Strider, Malice's eyes began to grow black. In a mad rush of anger he charged Strider. Lifting his saber he brought oneside down with such foce that when Strider wetn to block, his saber was easily batted away.

The demon kept attacking viciously using both sides of his saber. Coming in from the left their, Malice connected with his saber and began a pushing game. Instantly the demon sith force pushed Strider back. In one quick instant Malice powered up his body with force speed and slashed at Strider's mid section landing a blow. The cut wasn't that deep, but deep enough to draw blood. The emon was about to go into another all out saber attack when his danger senses went on high alert. Intantly he turned and looked towards Lady Vader, where the dark energy was building up the most. Within her hands he spotted the disturbance. A ball of pure dark destructive energy. Enraged Malice yelled out to her.

*WHAT ARE YOU DOING. CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT I AM ON THIS BUILDING AS WELL*

When she did not answer him he got angry. But quickly his feelins changed when she had let the green ball loose. Loking at Strider Malice grinned.

*It looks like this will be your tomb*

Malice hit Strider across the face with a fast whip of his tail. Running to the edge of the roof the demon spread his wings. With aid from the force he jumped off and glided to the building LV was just on. Clinging to the side of the building using his long shap claws, the demon began to run around the side and jumped to the building next to this one. Climbing to the top onto the roof Malice turned and looked at the building sart to collaps on it's self. Reaching out through the force he noticed that De'Ville was still within the building. Bracing himself on the roof, the building he was one shook from the shockwave of the explosion. Looking up he saw the building finally had fallen.

Taking flight the huge beats landed by the rubble. He could not feel De'Ville out through the force and so beganto throw random chunks of concrete and durasteel out of the way. Using the force to move the smaller peices. Calling through the force he tried to reach De'Ville.

*I do not know if you can hear me Lilaena but it's me, Malice. I will find you and get you out of here. Just try and keep alive*

The demon kept on shifting through the rubble, looking for any signs of De'Ville. He still could not understand why Lady Vader had done this while he was still on the roof top. The sith would have to later take this up with the sith mistress.

[Lilaena De'Ville]

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