Non-Canon Friendly Fight

[Tunnel Rat]

((Like the title says, non-canon. Just a friendly fight for the first person who sees this and posts first. Don't care who it is.))

Within the dark corner of Coruscant, a pit lay. It mimicked a colluseum in design, but by nature was far worse. There were no restraints, no walls keeping the audience out, and most importantly, no rules. Fighters of all shapes and sizes from all over the poor and retched areas of Coruscant gathered in the pit to test their skill and strength.

Aurai entered the pit knowing that he could very well never leave it if he lost a fight. The normal fighters that showed up every night weren't his concern. It was the random fighters that showed up only once that grabbed his attention. The lower half of what used to be black robes swayed as he walked. Only a pair of sandals protected his feet from the cold duracrete beneath them. Black cloth was wrapped around his entire upper body; every portion of skin was covered up until the bridge of his nose where it finally ended. Long black hair finally stopped swaying as he came to a halt, almost blending in with the shadows of the pit.

His wan-shen, a scythe looking weapon with a cortosis overlay, was held firmly in his right hand. The long shaft stuck out equally behind and in front of him as the curved blade on the end rested atop the duracrete. A white katana strapped to his back was the only form of light Aurai allowed to be seen from his body. The crowd cheered, thirsty for even more blood than had been spilled already.

 

[Nevermourn]

Something was lurking, something dark. From the other side of the wretched pit in which dearest Aurai stood ready for combat, something terrifying emerged. First came the gleaming red eyes, the sign of sinister embodyment. Then came the massive body, two meters high and about four hundred pounds of pure muscle. The beast had a muzzle that was fully armed with a bright array of sharpened fangs that glittered maliciously as the canine like creature offered a malicious smile. Clad only in leather wraps, the black furred, leather clad Shistavanen stalked out toward the center of the pit for all to see, it's jaws open as it offered a loud howl, at it's side was a simple saxe knife, large and polished, it's silver hilt glittering wickedly.

"Hello there." A malicious voice sounded from the creatures pointed jaws. The Sith exile had not come to kill, only to dominate. The beast had no shoes to hide his feet from the rough, compact ground, nor did he need any, his pelt was thick enough to withstand the roughest of surfaces.

 

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Aurai's golden eyes flashed as his opponent walked in. He was big, and furry. Menacing was an understatement in trying to describe the foe. Aurai didn't flinch or feel any sort of fear however. Though significantly smaller than his opponent, Aurai's body was fueled by the Force. He was stronger and faster than any normal person and could balance himself even in the worst of conditions. This opponent would make a good test of his abilities.

Aurai raised his wan-shen and planted the butt-end on the duracrete. His free hand stayed limp at his side.

"What's up?" His voice was calm, allowing those around to hear his mind being cool and collected against such a lethal opponent.

 

[Nevermourn]

The former sith swivled his ears toward his opponent and sniffed. Whats up? The golden eyes man asked in a cool tone. Tazmen did not answer, he had no need to, no need to reply to such a unneeded question, if it was a queston. Perhaps it was simply meant as a distraction, or maybe his opponent was simply being simple minded. Tazmen reached forth with the force and brushed the mind of his opponent, seeking answers that may lie hidded. The Shistavanen flexed his claws, eager for battle, for blood, for the taste of torn flesh.

"Get on with it." The canine snarled impatiantly, he never made the first move, always waiting, ever vigilant.

 

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Despite the fact that Aurai had no mind powers in the Force as a former Matukai, he was still able to feel his opponent brushing his mind with the Force. Conjuring an image for the creature to see, Aurai mentally shut the creature out. All the creature would see from Aurai's mind was static with an image of Aurai standing there. The image of Aurai would slowly walk toward him and then consume his entire invasive Force technique.

In the physical realm, Aurai sauntered toward the creature. His wrist began twisting and his fingers began moving, thus twirling the spear-like wan-shen beside his body. As he closed in on his opponent, the twirling got faster. Showing no slight movements or anything to give away his next move, Aurai raised his hand, gripped the shaft of the wan-shen with his free hand, and vertically swung it downwards so that the blade could slice into the creature at the shoulder.

 

[Nevermourn]

Tazmen had obviously been shut out of Aurai's mind. He pulled away, the mental image of his opponent, the careful scrutiny of his opponent now useless. His maroon eyes traveled toward his advancing opponent, Tazmen watched him in a slouched, calm position, seemingly undisturbed by the presence of the man's polished blade and offensive movement. Then Aurai attacked.

Tazmen sensed it before he saw it, instinctivly, he jerked sideways, running his massive, glitterings claws down the length of the scythe-like weapon's shaft, arching toward the man's hands. His other clawed hand swung sideways, speeding toward the exposed flesh of Aurai's ribs, intent on searing through skin and tendon, ligament and muscle, hungry for blood. Tazmen had not bothered to unsheath his tough saxe knife just yet, his claws could withstand the blows that this man would likely deliver, and should the man demonstrate more devastating tactics, then Tazmen would resort to the force to hold him back. The massive canine let loose a bone chilling snarl and slung spittle from his jaws as his claws advanced toward flesh.

 

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Aurai's eyes followed the creature as it moved. The creature was fast indeed for being so large, but it would need to use the Force to be able to best Aurai at speed. Aurai lept, carrying his entire body out of the way of the creature's claws. Pitching his weight forward, he flipped, causing the wan-shen to move just as the claws came near each other. The blade would slice up and through where the claws met the fingers. Aurai landed on his feet, instantly spinning his body around while twirling the wan-shen around his body. The butt-end of the shaft would make a pass to hit the creature in the back as the bladed end would be swung horizontally at the creature's midsection as Aurai stopped his body's spin.

 

[Nevermourn]

Tazmen growled as the blade came up and stuck his claws. A shower of sparks flew to the ground, glittering vibrantly as they cut through the air, fading to oblivion as they struck ground. Tazmen watched his opponent spin and lept up, it wasnt a high jump, in fact, he did not acend at all, using the force to help levitate himself above the ground, he did a complete corkscrew, the butt end of the shaft scathing his ears, the blade that followed just missing his chest and stomach. There was no room to regain his feet, Tazmen hit the ground shoulder first and rolled, spinning around in a crouched position, extending his hand. From his hand shot forth a massive energy wave as he called for the force, if it hit, it would surely send his opponent flying across the pit they were combating in.

 

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Aurai spun his wan-shen and planted it, butt-end on duracrete like he had started the fight as. He watched every movement the creature made to call upon the force and send a wave on energy rushing into Aurai. The attack would have worked had it not been that Aurai was a Matukai. His balance kept, Aurai simply slid backwards until the wave of energy faded. The wave of energy gone, Aurai still stood and still his golden eyes were fixed with no emotion on the creature.

 

[Nevermourn]

Tazmen launched himself at Aurai, building speed and momentom, as he came within attack reach of his opponent he pivoted sideways and slid, claws scraping against the hard ground. Tazmen lept, now behind Aurai, swiping a forepaw at his legs, but the blow never connected, it was never meant to. The Shistavanen cleverly spun again, jerking around to Aurai's front side, snapping at his legs as he passed. With the momentom he needed built up, the massive canine lept over Aurai's head and spund, his saxe knife unsheathed in an instant, arching toward Aurai's head, but once again it was a feined attack and Tazmen flipped over to his front side once more, stepping in, his knee rushing up towards Matuka's groin, jaws snapping at Aurai's face. One clawed hand struck out for his hand, the one holding the skythe, the other hand simply reached out, just inches from Aurai, and from his finger tips stretched out the cackling blue tendrils of lightning.

 

[Tunnel Rat]

Aurai hopped backwards, spinning his wan-shen so that the blade was on the duracrete. As the creature feigned the first attack, Aurai used the wan-shen to help propel himself upwards and back. Planting his feet on the wall as he lifted the wan-shen out of the way so that the creature could do all of its spins and feigned attacks. Before slipping downward, Aurai pushed off the wall, flipping over the creature and landing on the other side of the creature.

Aurai crouched instantly, bringing the shaft of the wan-shen behind him. The swung axe connected with the shaft, forcing it to the side. Aurai used this momentum, combined with the momentum of spinning around to face the creature to spin the wan-shen. The blade would move faster because of the momentum and would slice through the creature's wrist if it connected, hopefully sever the hand completely.

 

[Nevermourn]

Tazmen snorted and backflipped, unfazed by the attack, his senses were enough to keep this man and his toys away from the delicate essance of his own flesh. He was growing tired of his opponent, growing bored. His toys no longer intrigued him, his athletic skills made him sigh. "You bore me." He stated simply, stifling a yawn. Without warning, the Shistavanen lept, a massive wave of shimmering lightning blasting forth from his outstretched hands, spreading out across the entire length of the pit in front of him, filling it like a pool. Tazmen did not sway, he did not stop, the electricity that cackled and popped before him was constant in flow.

 

[Tunnel Rat]

The creature was in the air. Lightning filled the room, touching and coursing through Aurai's body. Were it not for his training in centering himself within his body. His body twitched and jerked as the lightning attacked him again and again. Centering himself, he regained function in his body. Twisting his body away from the creature that still glided through the air, he looked as if he was losing. Suddenly he spun his body, releasing the wan-shen so that it flew toward the creature with speed only someone using the force could have done. Aurai then lept out of the pool of lightning, some charges still arcing out in a blue spectacle around him as they fizzled out.

Flipping backward, Aurai landed on a thin ledge on a pillar along the wall. One foot kept his balance perfectly as his other slid up to his knee. His body didn't move or wobble though his foot was mostly off the ledge itself. Aurai unsheathed the white katana on his back with his right hand, holding it down at his side as his golden eyes once again stared the creature down.

 

[Nevermourn]

Tazmen released the flow of electricity and spun midair to avoid the spinning skythe that rushed to meet him, landing in front of Aurai. He was annoyied, that was for sure, and it wasnt because he could not hit his target, it was simply because his opponent continued to use the same tactics over and over again. Snarling, Tazmen reached back into a pocket in his leather armor and produced a hidden sheath, obviously a lightsaber. The beast stood it's full height now and slung the glimmering red blade free of it's polished sheath, offering Aurai a sinister smile.

 

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Aurai was unmoved by the show of the lightsaber. As the lightning underneath him faded out of exsistence, he hopped down to ground level, spinning the sword a couple of times. Aurai burst into a sprint. He flipped the katana into a reverse grip as he neared. As soon as he got within range, Aurai twisted his body, throwing his right arm across his body over his chest. The blade of the katana would strike low along the creature's thighs. Aurai immediately followed the strike by flipping the katana back into a normal grip and slashing back to the right.

 

[Nevermourn]

Tazmen lept back, feeling no need to parry the blade, should it get annoying his saber could simply cut right through the reinforced steel that the katana was surely made out of. As soon as the deadly slash had faded the beast stepped back in, slashing at Aurai's shoulder with his saber, his other hand extending to claw down Aurai's ribs.

 

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Aurai half erected his stance as he lifted his katana up. The lightsaber was stopped in its tracks by the cortosis overlay covering the katana. He was no Jedi, but he was trained and equipped to fight them. As soon as the blades clashed together, Aurai ducked and stepped in the space created by the creature's arms. With a twist of his body and a quick arc of his arm, his katana left the lightsaber and would slice through both of the creature's arms.

Making sure to keep himself from getting hit by the claws, he kept twisting his body until he was able to use his left hand to grasp the creature' arm and pulled himself up an over it. Spinning his body as he landed he attempted another strike by slashing horizontally as he rose to a fully erect stance.

 

[Nevermourn]

Tazmen jerked his arms away from the hissing blade and snarled, jerking away from Aurai with considerable force, the horizontal strike cutting into the flesh of his shoulder as he bent over to prepare for a fierce uppercut. The wound bled, but it wasnt deep enough to cause any major problems. Anoyance clouded his mind as he lept away, frowning. Im not going to dance around like a pixie all night long. He decided, sheathing his weapon, Aurai was not a danger, he was simply an annoyance, an annoyance that Tazmen was to tired to deal with. "I yield. Maybe now I can get some sleep." He growled, blinking tiredly. He knows he can't beat me anyway. And without a second glance, Tazmen stalked away from the arena, intent on finding something to eat.
OOC: Sorry, got bored. :P