'Deron 'Deron (2v2 max PvP)

She'd started her day in the early hours before the dawn, rising and showering before donning her armor and weapons. She hated mornings like this, where her first task would be a funeral ceremony, there was just something about it that made sure the rest of her day would just be off somehow. Of course, Kesiya was the first to arrive, two of her fellow guards flanked the body of the elderly male Devaronian whom had died the previous evening. Once Kesiya and the other members of you team had taken their positions around the room, the two guards from before finally left without a word. Never, the body of a fallen Jedi was never left unattended, it was one of the most important duties temple guards were entrusted with.

Kesiya had never met the man before, though he'd apparently lived on Onderon since the temple had been built. As various Jedi began to stumble into the chamber, and the smallest rays of sunlight began to peak over the windows and filter into the room, Kesiya knew it was almost time for the ceremony to begin. The deceased Jedi master had trained dozens if not more in the ways of the Jedi, and it showed when the chamber began to fill up. Younglings of all ages cried as they mourned and many Jedi knights and a few older Jedi masters had come to see off their collective friend, teacher, and brother. Kesiya watched as the faint rays of sunlight grew stronger, slowly illuminating the shadows of the chamber as they stretched forwards, ever closer to the deceased Jedi at the center of the room.

It would only be as the sunlight finally touched the fallen Jedi's face, as dawn had finally come, that Kesiya ignited the yellow blades of her lightsaber pike. He fellow guards igniting their own blades in unison with her own. It was time, Kesiya and her fellows walked forward, keeping pace with each other, having done this ritual a hundred times before, and a hundred times to many. The healers had washed him with oil, and as the various guards stood a few feet from the stone slab his body lay upon, Kesiya twisted her wrist to activate the the internal mechanism within the funeral table. Once the body was lowered into the floor and the opening sealed, the furnace activated and a bright white beam of energy stored from within a small hole in the seal, sending the light upward towards the sealing.

Kesiya and her fellow guards maintained their lightsaber salutes as the various Jedi in the room comforted each other. Once the furnace died down and the Jedi left, Kesiya disengaged her lightsaber, followed by the five other guards on her squad. "Well, we have the rest of the day off. Who wants to join me in the sparring room?" Kesiya's second in command spoke up rather enthusiastically. Her name was Ultaria Gark. Normally Kesiya would love to spar with the feisty little Zygerrian, but they all knew Kesiya would spend the day training alone. Funerals never sat right with her afterwards.

Thirty minutes later, Kesiya stood outside one of the gates of Iziz, just at the outer edge of the treeline ready to start her run. Still wearing her armor and weapons, a little endurance training would be good for the soul, Kesiya set off at a respectable but not entirely neck breaking pace. It'd take her at least an thiry minutes to run around the entirety of the city, speeding up as she went, but she wanted to get at least a dozen laps in to clear her mind. She simply couldn't have guessed at how dangerous her morning jog would really become, but at least she was prepared. For now she just listen to some music and ran.​

@Ulysses​

Kesiya interrupted her music when she saw a fellow Jedi bolting through the trees a few dozen meters ahead of her. It wasn't uncommon for her to run across fellow Jedi on her jogs, cardio was a popular method of endurance training among the Jedi of Onderon, but he didn't seem to be exercising. Something tingled at the tips of her fingers, almost beckoning her to draw her saber. Something is wrong. She thought to herself just before she took off after the other Jedi. He was wearing his armor much like she was, which made her worry. It was doubtful he was attempting endurance training at this speed.

It wasn't until she'd nearly made her way to him that she noticed it. a parachute tangled in a tree not even ten minutes away from Iziz. There was not distress beacon, which either meant someone was injured beyond capacity to call for aid or someone wasn't in need of aid at all. Kesiya's expression shifted to one that was far more serious as she pressed a button on her comlink on her wrist, setting off her own distress beacon before pulling the bracelet off her arm and tossing it into a nearby push as she continued running. It'd take at least fifteen minutes for help to arrive, and with most of her squad off duty, it might take them even longer to suit up. Hopefully, disturbing their day off would prove unnecessary, but if Kesiya ended up getting herself killed out here, she wanted to make sure someone at the temple knew something was happening.

Once she'd finally caught up to the(young, old, middle aged? @Ulysses how old is Al-Ric?) man, he was clearly a Jedi Knight and near-human if not human entirely. "How long ago did you notice the parachute?" With both of them fully dressed in their respective armors, Kesiya clearly wearing the armor of a temple guard, there was no real need for proper introductions at the moment. In any case, if the human Jedi ended up dead in the ensuing conflict, she'd end up learning his name after she read the report. If she ended up dying, it really wouldn't matter what his name was. Kesiya began to slow, reaching out and pulling the other Jedi's arm to follow suit as she felt the presence of two individuals attuned with the Force.

She turned to her fellow Jedi and put a finger over the breathing slits of her mask before motioning towards the treetops above. Kesiya jumped onto a larger branch and made her way higher into the canopy above as she began to dampen her presence within the Force. If they needed to communicate from here on out they could do so telepathically. Kesiya continued to make her way towards the two presences within the Force, skipping her way from one tree to the next with deft and silent movements as the two presences began to grow darker and darker in her mind's eye. Her stomach flipped into a knot as the dread of it set in, sith, there were sith on Onderon. The day had come, it was time for her to perform her most sacred of duties as a guardian of the Jedi Order.

~ Dramatic Music ~

(OOC Note: This is my 2000th post! :D)​

It didn't take but a few dozen seconds for the two Jedi to close in on the Imperial bastards. Kesiya sat squatting on a thick tree branch overlooking the two individuals about 20 meters high and 15 meters away from them. She cast a sideways glance to make sure her companion was in position as well before she took one of the Smackdown grenades off her utility belt and threw it at the two would be arsonists. Without knowing of her presence before hand there would be little the two individuals would be able to do to defend against the surprise attack. At least for their sake the grenade in question was non-lethal.

Once it'd land on the grass between the two individuals with a dull thud, Kesiya wouldn't wait for it to detonate to launch herself at the closest target, (@Gian Greydragon), her lightsaber pike in hand and now ignited. No doubt her fellow Jedi would descend upon them at the same time as she did, with no forewarning and with her grenade likely knocking them on their rears, the two Jedi would have the upper hand. With any luck Kesiya's fall would break as her lightsaber split the Legionnaire in two., not that there would be any fun to be had in such a quick death. Sith were always made of sterner stuff, Imperials couldn't hope of compair.​

@Ulysses @Cainhurst Crow​

The sith was smart to sense the grenade, smarter still to fire at her while she was in descent. The only issue with his choices was that it only took about two seconds to fall to the ground from Keisya's height. (It takes the average sized human about 2 seconds to fall 62 feet, 20 meters is roughly 65 feet.) Most of that time had been spent simply aiming his weapon at her and by the time he'd fired she was already upon him. The first blaster bolt hit her in the stomach, her armor absorbing the damage though Kesiya had definitely felt the impact. The second blaster bolt tore through the armor on her left thigh as her boot slammed into the Legioner's shoulder. The last of the three bolts flew past her entirely as both of them fell to the ground, ending up roughly 2 meters from one another.

It didn't take long for either of them to regain their footing, Kesiya's yellow lightsaber pike held outward across her body as she knelt on one knee. She shouted at him as her fellow Jedi seemed to apprehend the other dark sider, "Cease hostilities!" It was doubtful, but perhaps seeing his companion apprehended would get him to submit to her. To her utter shock and anger, the sith drew a yellow hued double bladed lightsaber, almost the same exact color as her own. Was it possible this individual was once a temple guard like herself? Kesiya had already dragged once such individual back to the Order to be locked in a cell for the rest of his life, and he had been one of her closest friends. She'd even gone so far as to kill three sith in the process. She would not be so lenient on this individual.

Thrusting her left hand forward, Kesiya attempted to reach out with the Force and rip the man's feet from under him. If successful, she'd send her lightsaber pike spinning towards him in an attempt to decapitate the man and end the threat. If the second sith truly had been captured, it wouldn't take long for Kesiya and the other Jedi to deal with one fool. It'd be best if he died out here, if the reinforcements arrived and he was found to have once been a temple guard, he'd likely be executed before noon, and Kesiya would only be so thrilled to volunteer to wield the axe.​

@Cainhurst Crow @Ulysses @Gian Greydragon​

As the sith's blaster was raised and fired, Kesiya pulled her hand back, using her already extended lightsaber blades to deflect both blaster bolts away. Opting to deflect both in such quick succession had left little rome to attempt to reflect them back at the sith, not that doing so would amount to much in a fight with lightsabers. Even so, utilizing her defenses had taken precious time, allowing her sith opponent to take a further meter in distance from her. Luckily it didn't seem he was all that interested in fleeing, not as fortunate for him, after doing so he began to speak to his partner, who also seemed to be mount her own form of a counter attack.

Kesiya wouldn't give her opponent any time to breath more than half a breath, as she needed to release the built up Force energy some way. Rather than make a second attempt at a Force Push, she instead allowed the energy to transfer from her arm to her legs and feet, empowering her to cross the three meters in the blink of an eye. Her attack would come low, as she spun her heel, her lightsaber pike held above her head in a defensive position as her body spun, she'd be able to block any attack from above. In her off hand, she'd drawn one of her guard shotos, igniting it's burnt orange blade mid step as she had initially lowered her body into the crouching highguard before striking out at the man's left ankle with her shoto.

If he attempted to strike her, she would be able to defend herself with her lightsaber pike, if he attempted to block her shoto, she would cut him in half with her lightsaber pike. There were few alternatives given the speed of her attack and his seemingly preoccupation with pointless speeches, but to Kesiya, his only alternatives were to completely evade the attack and seek a more advantageous position. It would be the smart move, but she didn't suspect him of being of the more intelligent side of whatever gene pool his species wasted away in.​

@Cainhurst Crow @Ulysses @Gian Greydragon​