{OPEN}Drop, Eternal Darkness

[Black Noise]

Sogar stood alone in the empty training chamber on Korriban, as he did so often these days. He ignited his lightsaber, he closed his eyes as he slowly raised it above his head in the classic Djem So style. The Djem So was so different from the Shien So style, though they were often placed into the same group. Shien So, the defensive half, focused on directly blocking blaster shots, then successfully directing them back at the enemy. Djem So, the offensive half, focused directly on fast, strong, and aggressive attacks. Throwing the enemy off, Neither trying to defend nor allowing the enemy to defend.

He suddenly dropped into the attack, executing a complex and fast sequence. His eyes closed, he gave himself up to the force and his thoughts as he skillfully transitioned into sequence after sequence without even the smallest of breaks in form. Such sequences and fluidity would have been impossible for Sogar a few months ago, now, he was faster, smarter, and stronger. He flipped into the air over his invisible opponent, slashing down and landing gracefully on his feet. Stabbing upward, he jumped up, any unskilled opponent would have either had his lightsaber or torso cut in half by this move.

Sidestepping, he started bringing his lightsaber down in a series of repetitive and extremely hard to block attacks. Though such strikes were easy to block, they were so heavy, so powerful, that any opponent would have difficulty blocking them and stopping their own lightsaber from cutting off their own head. Just as Sogar executed the last strike, he blasted force push down with his lightsaber blade, his invisible opponent would have been thrown to the ground and cut all down his chest. No matter how strong an Acolyte, Sogar knew that they couldn't block such an attack without the exact same magnitude of force push sent back at Sogar to counter his.

Smiling, he opened his eyes and sat down crosslegged, drawing on the force, he began to rejuvenate his body. He wondered which Acolyte would challenge him today, hopefully one as strong, or stronger, than the Barabel he had fought before. Maybe the Barabel herself, after all, Sogar hadn't caught her name.

 

[Jax Vos]

Kalira walked in to the training chamber. She knew Sogar would be here waiting for a fight. Kalira did not want a real fight she wanted to test his power and skill to see if he was greater than most other acolytes. "Hello," she said somewhat sinisterly. "What do you wish to start this one with?" she said as if she knew everything about his fights.

 

[Black Noise]

Sogar looked up, he saw a girl, older than him, enter his chamber of solitude. He smiled, he had seen her around, heard a few stories, but never actually met her, nor had he ever caught her name. Standing, he played along as if he knew her perfectly, like an old friend.
"I was thinking we could simply cut to the chase, sister."
It truly was a formal title, nothing else, calling her sister. He called her sister just as in the same way he called his rival, Yuon, brother.

Suddenly, Sogar used the force to snatch his own lightsaber off of his pack and ignite it, he raised the saber above his head in the classic Djem So form and readied himself for the battle.

 

[Jax Vos]

Kalira smiled at the young man's directness. Kalira ignited her lightsaber above her head in the classic Niman stance before jumping, landing, and slashing her blade at her adversary to push him back.

 

[Black Noise]

Sogar, determined to hold his ground, swung his blade down and strongly parried her slash. He pushed out with his blade and stepped forward, attempting to throw his opponent off balance by his savagery.

 

[Jax Vos]

Kalira was amazed at how the young man held his ground so well. She felt him push with his blade to try and make her fall. Kalira had been raised by a Marauder she knew how to overcome these savage attacks. She held her grownd and removed her left hand from her handle. She summoned the force and tried to push her adversary back towards the wall.

 

[Zach]

(OOC: Is it cool if I join in? If not, disregard my post)

Ruthric sat in the center of a meditation chamber, deep within the halls of the Sith academy on Korriban, meditating in an attempt to use the Force. After leading a squad of Alliance soldiers against the Empire, he was captured and tortured by a Sith. Apparently he was recognized as a Force sensitive. Ruthric had seen Jedi in action before, seen the kinds of powers they possess. He hadn't even had a chance to actually hone in on the Force. 'The way I am now, I'm no better than one of the Hopefuls standing for hours outside the academy,' he thought to himself.

Still attempting to meditate in a cross-legged position, he tried to feel out, make some connection with the Force. For a moment he thought he heard the clashing of lightsabers in a nearby training room, but when he turned to listen, he heard nothing. Waving it off and resuming his meditation, he tried sensing out again, and again heard the clash of sabers. An image came to mind and sensed that two fellow Acolytes were dueling in one of the chambers, but it was a few minutes down the corridors. The images came to form as the two students blurring around each other, and one face came to form. It was one he recognized; it was the acolyte that had walked past him after a brief sparring match with another student.

Ruthric decided to seek them out. This was the closest he'd come to contact with the Force, and he'd been told it works in mysterious ways. Perhaps the acolyte he recognized would be a close ally in the future. Extending his legs and pushing up, Ruthric headed for the corridor and banked a right, vividly remembering which training room he saw. As he approached the room, he heard more clashing and looked inside, just as an unfamiliar acolyte pushed out at the other with the Force. He watched, trying to see if there was anything he could learn from this. Interrupting would be rude.

 

[Black Noise]

OOC((Please do join!))


Sogar was only slightly surprised at how the female stood her ground, but Sogar had taken a beating way too many times from other's who were stronger than this girl to underestimate anyone. He smiled as the female gathered up the force to push his, he had to force himself to not laugh, the basics of push and pull were force powers he had not only mastered from their basics, but improved into more powerful powers. He pushed back directly at her hand, dividing and directing her force push away.

Sogar jumped back away from her and smiled, saying.
"You are strong, I like that."
Suddenly, Sogar surged forward and savagely swung his lightsaber in an upward motion designed to smack her's up to create an exposed opening.

 

[Jax Vos]

Kalira jumped when she saw Sogar come at her with his lightsaber. She did a summersalt over him and attacked his back to cut him. She hated when men became egotistical, especially when sparring. You'll remember this, she thought.

 

[Black Noise]

Sogar continued the swing, using his momentum to bring his lightsaber back and behind him, blocking the strike. Spinning and pushing, Sogar pulled himself away from the girl and grunted. He hadn't fought against a Ninman user before, and though he blocked her attacks, he only did so because of his great control of the force that guided his lightsaber.

He cursed himself for not training against Ninman before, he would've been better prepared. Sogar wasn't losing the fight, but he couldn't see himself winning using the saber alone, and that angered him. Drawing upon that anger, Sogar broke into a swift sequence, repeatedly stabbing and slashing at the female Acolyte. Even a practiced and advanced Acolyte would be pushed back by this attack, though an unpracticed Acolyte was sure to die. Sogar had assumed she was powerful and practiced, though he really only needed to push her back to gain the upper hand.

 

[Jax Vos]

Kalira moved back trying to find a way to divert the attack. She now wished she had studdied more of the Jar'kai form of Niman, as that was a more powerful, more agressive form. Kalira jumped backwards and to the side so as to avoid being seriously hurt by the blade. She moved to block and hold Sogar's blade tight against her own in between them. Suddenly as she moved to do this she sensed someone watching them then returned her focus to the yong man before her.

 

[Black Noise]

Sogar smiled, he couldn't have asked for a better opportunity! When their blades were locked, the Acolyte had taken her eyes off of Sogar for a split second to look at the newcomer, and that was all Sogar needed. He suddenly reached out with the force, and while the girl was still distracted, Sogar blasted her with force Lightning underhandedly.

 

[Jax Vos]

Kalira felt the pain of Force Lightning. As she was tortured with it as a child she was able to fight right through it. Kalira gave her adversay an evil grin and returned the favor of shocking him with her own lightning. "You can't do much to me wiht that torture tool!" she said as she kicked him away.

 

[Black Noise]

Even as Sogar had been kicked back, he laughed manically. If she was trained against lightning, a 'torture tool', then Sogar wanted to see how she did against his next power, a power that, rather than causing pain, killed.

Sogar reached out again, this time, casting the bright and familiar orange bolts that had literally stolen millions of lives, he unleashed a wave of force drain upon this Acolyte, directly reaching for her life-force rather than her force power.

 

[Jax Vos]

Kalira weakened under the strain of her life-force being drained from her. She turned off her lightsaber and pretended to begg him to stop. She knew Sogar had taught himself this ability from a holocron, there was no other way an acolyte could learn this. She tried to prevent it but it was too strong. She pulled all her might to reach put with the Force and she choked him with all of her might.

 

[Zach]

Ruthric watched in awe as the two acolytes dueled, swinging and spinning around each other almost as if it was an art. He furrowed his brow, wondering. Maybe that was the secret to wielding a lightsaber with finesse. The use of a lightsaber couldn't just be viewed as a weapon, or even an extension of a Force-user's body. The systematic movements, the clashing and countering of blades, it was beautiful. Such fighting styles clashing against each other truly turned into a creation of art, something that could be recognized as a natural feel for the blade through the Force.

As the two acolytes came to a lock, he caught the glance of the unfamiliar acolyte an was suddenly more aware of the concentration of each of the others' Force energies in their little duel. Perhaps it was the acknowledgment of his presence that drew his focus. In fact, it was highly probably. 'The Force allowed me to sense these two sparring, so why wouldn't my connection to the Force allow me to sense their attentions?' he wondered to himself, contemplating how his Force abilities might progress.

A moment after the woman sensed Ruthric, the acolyte he'd recognized from had taken advantage of his opponent's wandering attention and immediately thrust an upward blast of Force Lightning through her stomach. He straightened himself, worried that she may have been injured, but was surprised when she laughed it off and countered his attacks even more ferociously. She must have had experience with that particular ability. He vividly recalled the first time he'd encountered the electric blast from his Sith captor's fingertips. It was unlike anything he'd ever felt before, such power and skill with the powers of the Force. He lusted for it, greed overcoming the rest of his senses.

Snapping out of his speculative point of view, he returned to the duel in front of him and witnessed a new ability, one that he didn't recognize. The instant the acolyte began focusing, he felt a sudden uneasiness. 'More evidence of the power behind the Dark Side of the Force, no doubt,' he thought to himself. Bright orange lights began to glow and propel from the male, making contact with the woman. He could feel her agony on some vague, indirect level, but he couldn't quite place exactly what he was sensing. One thing he knew for sure, though, was the intensity and complexity of the ability. He was literally draining her Force energy, the core lining of a person's life-force. He watched as she shuddered and collapsed, deactivated her lightsaber. Ruthric frowned at the ease in which she surrendered, but it was instantly replaced with a grin when he realized it was only a ruse. He felt her focus for a rush of energy and reached out to start choking the man, an invisible grip reaching over to his neck.

As impressive as these abilities and lightsaber skills were, Ruthric felt that he should try to find out how they were able to learn such powers. He stepped forward into the room and paced over to the rack of practice swords, keeping his eyes on the acolytes so he didn't miss anything. Taking a sword from the rack, he snarled to himself, suddenly angry that he didn't have a lightsaber of his own. He'd have to build one himself, most likely. Maybe they would be able to assist him after introductions.

 

[Black Noise]

Sogar pulled back with his drain, not because she was begging, but because he felt he had taken a sufficent amount of her life-force. However, the instant he stopped was when she used the force to attempt a chock on Sogar. Sogar grunted as he felt the ever bearing pressure on his neck, but choke was a telekinesis power, and Sogar was a master at using telekinesis.

He quickly swing his free arm up, using the force to violently sever her hold on his neck. A loud sound, half hum half crash, exploded when the link was severed. Deactivating his lightsaber, Sogar decided to end the fight.
"You are strong, that is good, let's stop the fight, you are drained and weakened, and I would like to fight you again someday."

Sogar turned to the newcomer and asked.
"I've seen you before, what is your name?"

 

[Jax Vos]

Kalira complied. She was angry that she had lost but she silently vowed to defeat him one day. She stood up and turned to the man that had distracted her. Well at least he didn't kill me, she thought as she walked toward the newcomer.

 

[Zach]

((OOC: That's not how Force Choke works at all. Also, we're all still acolytes, so we shouldn't have mastered any ability yet.))

Ruthric straightened himself and looked to the one he'd recognized earlier. "Ruthric Segra. You can call me Ric. You were the one I saw leaving the training room the other day," he said. It was still awkward for him to consider the Sith as allies, but so many things were different since he was tortured, nothing felt right anymore. He looked to the other acolyte as she stood up and approached him. He nodded to her as greeting, since he'd already said his name.

 

[Jax Vos]

((OOC: I talked to Xeno about Force Drain and he said that you can have it "To a very limited degree, and it must be a talent learned IC, not OOC. In other words, you can learned a limited form of Force Drain, but you cannot start out with it. You need a master."))

Kalira looked at the man, "Kalira Zihn, you may call me 'Zihn.'" She smiled at him wondering why he was holding a training sword but decided not to ask about it just yet.