A Staggering Blow (hand to hand)

[Bar Bar Drinks]

Bar Bar stumbled into the Academy.

"Heydeyhodee...Meesa back!"

He hadn't ever been to the Academy, he was just drunk. He had no master, so he had really had no reason to come here. Vaguely he noticed how the floor was marked as an arena.

"Meesa makin' bombad crunchin' in here."

[Zeke]

Zeke was wandering, having nothing better to do. He glanced to the side and saw Bar Bar Drinks standing in a room meant for sparring. He had no saber on him, and apparently neither did the Gungan. He entered and called out to him.

"You there! Care for a round of hand to hand?"

[Bar Bar Drinks]

Bar Bar spun, his head maintaining the motion a bit longer than his body.

"Ooookieday. Yousa 'bout ta be gettin' crunched."

Bar Bar took a drink of a brown paper bag.

"Meesa startin'?"

[Zeke]

"Sure, why not?"

Zeke assumed a low stance.

"Whenever you're ready..."

[Bar Bar Drinks]

Bar Bar staggered backwards, stumbled to his right, then found the balance to lunge at Zeke. He came forward with a knifehanded strike and collapsed on the floor at Zeke's feet.

[Zeke]

Zeke dropped his guard.

"I'm suppressing laughter." Zeke paused a moment. "Suppressed."

He didn't want to laugh at the Gungan, but he was hilarious.

"Are you sure you're up to this?"

[Bar Bar Drinks]

"Meesa up to alla dis."

Bar Bar spun, tripping Zeke and flipping up to his feet.

[Zeke]

Zeke fell flat on his back.

"I really, really, REALLY am getting sick of footsweeps."

He stood and maintained defensive posture.

"I dare you to try that again."

[Bar Bar Drinks]

"Okieday."

Bar Bar swung his legs out, supporting himself on his hands and moving to trip Zeke again.

[Zeke]

Zeke jumped, bringing his knees up to his chest.

"Haha, behold, for I jump!"

Zeke brought a fist low to strike Bar Bar in the face while he was recovering from the motion of his sweep.

[Bar Bar Drinks]

Bar Bar took the blow in the face and rolled backward.

"Yousa thinkin' yousa so bombad, eh? Meesa showin' you!"

Bar Bar attacked with a flying, spinning kick, using both legs to kick in an arc.

[Zeke]

Zeke ducked the move and waited for Bar Bar to finish the follow through. Once Bar Bar had finished, Zeke threw a hard swing kick at his opponent.

[Bar Bar Drinks]

Bar Bar blocked and pushed Zeke back, then came in with an elbow strike to his chest.

[Zeke]

Zeke, still off-balance from being pushed, took the blow at full-force and staggered back a few more feet.

"Nice one. For a drunkard, you fight well."

Zeke charged forward, gathering momentum, then jumped onto Bar Bar's shoulders and threw him with his legs. Zeke landed in a low squat and turned to look at Bar Bar.

"How was that?"

[Bar Bar Drinks]

Bar Bar landed in a heap.

"Was good."

He rushed headlong at Zeke and tackled him.

[Zeke]

Zeke fell to the floor, pinned under Bar Bar. He threw off the Gungan and stood, stepping on him as he put some distance between them.

[Bar Bar Drinks]

Bar Bar stood and crouched low. He waited defensively; Zeke was a fast learner and was protecting himself well. He'd let him attack next.

[Zeke]

Zeke grinned.

"Don't give up on me yet!"


Zeke came in fast with an elbow strike.