Stretching his legs...(Open challenge)

[Jess Rellon]

Jess Rellon looks around the dank surroundings, wondering why he took the job of patrolling this area of town.

Oh yes, he recalls, I needed money...Damn it.

Walking through a small alley way, Jess brings up the barrel of his assault rifle, switching on the light on top, his fledgling Force senses reaching out for any kind of danger...

"Next time, I'll go hungry then do this again..." he mutters to himself, searching.

[Darth Uhlen]

A tall cloaked figure crouched on the rooftop of a nearby warehouse and watched the figure intently. One hand rested on the hilt of its weapon while the other was in a small fleshy puoch at the things side. The creature remained quiet and watched on, its dark eyes beginning to flare red.

[Jess Rellon]

Jess feels something above him, turning to look. He brings the gun up, to use the light on the end of it. Frowning, he sees nothing.

"You're losing it, Jess." he says, going back to patrol.

[Darth Uhlen]

Uhlen watched on as the young man continued to patrol the grounds below

[Jess Rellon]

Try as he might, Jess couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching him. Looking around, Jess slowly draws the needle gun he kept at the small of his back, keeping that in one hand, the rifle in the other.

"I'mn losing it," he tells himself again, continuing.

[Darth Uhlen]

Taking his amphistaff out of his cloak he thumbed the igniton membrane and waited for his blood lust to rise to the point where he would not be able to stay silent anymore. His eyes began to glow, becoming a brighter and deeper red with each passing second.

[Jess Rellon]

Jess's eyes begin to make out a faint red glow coming from above him. Spining around, Jess gives a curse in surprise.

"What the hell?"

[Darth Uhlen]

Uhlen closed his eyes and let the force guide him away from where the man had seen him. He swiftly ran with force guided strength to another builiding opposite the man and waited, using the man's faint force aura to locate him.

[Jess Rellon]

Jess clamps down on his fledgling Force sense, shaking his head as the thing disappears. Strapping his rifle to his back, he gives a ruefull smile.

"Must be imagining it."

[Darth Uhlen]

Just then, a large heavily booted foot connected with the man's backside, sending Jess flying forwards into some trash dumpsters. The figure stood at its full 7'7'' height and stared at the trooper through hate filled (deep crimson red) eyes.

[Jess Rellon]

Jess growls low in his throat as he gets up, pulling out a pair of SOCOM pistols, kneeling.

"Freeze!" he cries, keeping the pistols steady. "Who are you?"

[imported_Corin Zetith]

Uhlen cracked his scarred and cut lips in a smile.

"I don't think it really matters does it? Uhlen cackled.





OOC: oops srry this is Uhlen

[Jess Rellon]

{OOC: No prob. :)}

"fine. You will probably die like anyone else."

With that, Jess triggers a blast from each of his guns, the slugs rocketing out.

[Darth Uhlen]

Uhlen jumped with the aid of the force and flipped over the man's head. He landed a few feet away and sent a high roundhouse kick to the backside of Jess' head.

"Don't be so certain." Uhlen said as his eyes flared bright red again.

[Jess Rellon]

With a flare of the force, Jess ducked down, though not fast enough. Catching the tip of the boot, he goes down, quickly rolling to his feet. Growling, Jess unleashes a barrage of blows.

[Darth Uhlen]

Uhlen smiled in satisfaction, engulfing the small tendrils of pain (if it even qualified as pain), as the man hit him all over his body. He caught the mans right hand with his left and used his own right to punch the man repeatedly in the face, finally he hooked Jess in the chin and released his grip. Jess flew backwards into the wall of a warehouse and slid to the ground. Uhlen laughed harshly and stood there, ready and waiting.