(open to non force user) Bar Brawl

[Lupe]

Vaar'ika Jekai smiles at the flying clone as he crouches under the nightstick. Vaar'ika Jekai uppercuts the Clone as soon as he is close enough. "Is that all you got? Pathetic" he states getting ready for the Clone's next attack.

 

[Natise]

The upper cut was a direct hit. Ares fell backwards landing on the ground hard. He did not waste time moaning in pain though (he could barley feel any anyways) He shoots up from the ground, bringing the nightstick up with him between the mando's legs, and straight for his groin. Ares' other hand swinging a punch towards the mando's face.

 

[Lupe]

Vaar'ika Jekai feels his groin get hit(The only part non-cybernetic) and feels nothing since it was plated but the impact and electricity sent him backwards landing on the ground. Vaar'ika Jekai quickly flips back up though not wanting to give the Clone an opening. "Cheap shot I thought Clones were a little bit more Honorouble"

 

[Natise]

" They usually are, I'm just a rotten apple "

As the mando flipped back up, Ares (still standing directly in front of him) swung his nightstick again, in a left to right pattern, attempting to smack the mando in the face.

 

[Lupe]

Vaar'ika Jekai uses his feet to kick back the night stick then lands on his feet "Just give up" he warns as he gets ready again.

 

[Natise]

" I'll never give up...not again. Epically not to some asshole mando "

Ares stumbled a few steps backwards from the kick, but was still, more or less, directly in front of the mando. He swung the nightstick again, this time towards his right kidney. Ares' left arm pulled a machete off of his back and brought it down in a left to right pattern, attempting a hack to the soft spot of the armor, the neck.

 

[Lupe]

Vaar'ika Jekai seeing the incoming nightstick moving and the machete pulls out his hidden vibro blades, which in length were slightly longer then the machete and nightstick. Vaar'ika Jekai rapidly blocks both attacks and kicks The Clone in the stomach hoping to put some space between him and the Clone.

 

[Natise]

The mando's foot makes contact, but Ares does not move an inch. He holds his ground and quickly smacks the nightstick onto the mando's face and jabs the blade forwards, with enough strength to pierce through the armor if it made contact.

 

[Lupe]

((My legs are like superfied They are augmented so you should move back))

 

[Buddha C]

((My legs are like superfied They are augmented so you should move back))

((In his defense you should have described that in your post. Again in his defense the attacked decides all their damage))

 

[Lupe]

((Ok ok))
Vaar'ika Jekai quickly moves out the way of the nightstick and blocks the machete, Leaving the Clone open to attack. So Vaar'ika Jekai kicks the Clone's kneecap, insticntivly, hoping to break it, since his legs are cyberized giving him more then normal strength.

 

[Horizon]

Saren sat with a group of patrons, carefully watching the batch of rowdy individuals duking it out with one another. It wasn't really impressive and he had watched children back on his home world display far more finesse in combat. Curiously enough, Saren spotted another Mandalorian with no clear indication as to whom he served. Painting a silhouette around the Mandalorian with his visor, he kept a close eye on the situation.

Either someone was going to pull a gun or someone wasn't going to be leaving alive.

 

[Bad Wolf]

Jack was at the bar drinking a Fizzy Cola, hearing the ruckus he spun around and leaned back on his bar stool, he was dressed in his standard black leather outfit and blast vest, his duster and stetson and his tell tale wrist computer strapped to his left arm, he wasn't out working just sitting back relaxing and enjoying his favorite drink.

"My money's on the clone, say 500."

Jack was of course talking to the bartender and any one else who just happened to be within ear shot, gambling rackets for illegal fights, easy money man, easy money, of course noticing the cyborg meant Jack had an edge, so he sat back and started taking bets.



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[Number-75]

Rosa had stopped at this bar to get something to drink before the long trip home. That, and because she had just finished a contract, so she felt like spending some money on something for herself. And what better way to celebrate the acquisition of a large sum of money then to spend it on a large amount of alcohol? However, she had only managed to sit down, place her helmet in it's holder on her backpack and drink down four shots before some soldier decided to start brawling. Sighing, she had continued to drink until she heard someone taking bets. She turned to face the man, a grin on her face.

"Hmmm, Ah accept~! Ah guess Ah'll put five 'undred on da oth'a guy. Guess we'll have ta shake on da deal. Right, introductions. Ah'm Rosa, nice ta meet'cha~"

As Rosa finished her introduction, she stuck her hand forward for a handshake. As she did, she gave a quick glance over the man. She quickly noted his weapons and she raised an eyebrow as she spotted what appeared to be a .666 Hellfire hanging at the man's side.

"Say, is that a 'ellfire triple six? Man, Ah gotta say, this has gotta be da first time Ah've 'ad a chance ta see one in person. 'ave ta wond'a though, ain't it a bitch ta find such spec'd ammo?"

 

[Bad Wolf]

Jack shook the girls hand and smiled as she marveled over his choice of revolver.

"Names Jack, jack Kincaid, and yeah on the open market it can be a problem to find ammo, that's why I prefer to craft my own, that way I can specialise the bullets for any kind problem might go down."

He took the weapon out it's holster and spun it like a true gunslinger, and flipped it over so the grip was towards Rosa.

"Good gun, but damn heavy."

 

[Natise]

The cyborg was fast, and managed to dodge both attacks. His leg came up to deliver a kick, so Ares stepped back a few feet. The mando's leg would meet think air. Ares noticed the crowd that was starting to form. The rest of his squad had given up trying to make him stop, and just were waiting for him to either get knocked out, or knock out the mando.

" Alright boy, seems like we have an audience to entertain now. "

Ares ran at the mando again. Jabbing the nightstick forwards towards the boy's sternum, while the machete waited to either block an attack or make contact.

 

[Lupe]

Vaar'ika Jekai nods at the Clone's statement. But he then sees the nightstick so he quickly blocks the Nightstick out of the way, with one of his vibro blades. Then comes in with his own attack with his other vibro blade aiming towards the neck.

 

[Natise]

Ares slams the machete into the blade, holding it at bay. His nightstick is currently holding the other blade at bay. With both of his weapons on the inside, near the mando, he has reached check mate.

" Well this was fun mate. "

Ares brought the nightstick in, it speeding straight towards the cyborg's neck, electricity at full power. As Ares is bringing in the machete, he turns it so that the hilt will make its mark instead of the blade, he does not want the boy's blood on his hands, even if he is a mando. The hilt soars for the boy's temple with enough force to knock him out cold. Unless the mando could move in less than a fraction of a second, the fight would be over.

 

[Lupe]

((Actuallly the Nightstick is on the outside. I think. The Machete is posiblly in the inside)))

 

[Natise]

(you didn't clarify how you blocked it, that leaves it open for me to decide)