(PvP Sim) AbdAas Oriatius & Asher Sirius (vs Mandos)

[DeathToll]

Uploading to the simulation, his external surroundings of white were a wash. The first thing AbdAas realized was his foot stubbing into the skull of a massive skeleton, merged into the dark earth of patchty greens and dark brown soils. Just as soon as his lightsaber whipped up into hand and ignited, he realized by the green humming light that he was amidst a graveyard. It was ...familiar, and yet foreign due to simulation.

The Sephi Master, charcoaled leathery skin that accented the gleam of his white eyes and pale white hair that flowed into his long beard, raised his guard as he lowered his stance that he may duck for cover. Usually his visage was one of nearly pure white, though he wore his dark gray outer robe that concealed much of his glow. He carried with him his usual things, not much in the way of battle; relying more on himself and less on armor and weapons.

The battlefield was evidently uneven, with sinking dips and skeletal obstacles throughout. Though there were some clusters of low green hillside, as well as bridges of spine that line halls of overgrown ribs towering high. AbdAas was almost instantly ready and searching for his companion, somewhat experienced in simulated combat. AbdAas held his saber in opening stance, one handed, with his arms crossed before him; right arm up in right angle just off of his face, saber horizontally over head pointing right, and left arm out, left palm open out.

 

[Skyway]

Entering the simulation, the world covered the room. Asher could feel and smell but since it was a simulation there was no main force sight. The Miraluka will have to sense and feel around the battle field. "Well" Asher thought "The jedi do say the eyes can lie." Breathing in and out, Asher could smell death. A smell he smelled once, when he saw his died father.
Asher hit the ground and try to take cover. Even though he can not see it there was stuff here. He needed to find his companion. Asher can feel him near but could not see him. Feeling around, Asher found some small rocks that he pocket. He thought it be good to throw if needed. Asher tried and feel sneak to over to what he thought was the master jedi.

 

[Kiro]

The terrain amongst the ruins was uneven. Pocked with hollows, dips, crests, giant skeletons, towering monuments, and looming mounds. To those schooled in Galactic History, they would know the tragedies which had been comitted on Boz Pity. An entire species of giant warriors had been wiped out by the Hutts, simply becaue they had refused to go quietly into slavery. They had been a species of proud warriors.

And now a simulation of war had returned to Boz Pity. But instead of Hutt sponsored droids against giant warriors, there were two Jedi, a Padawan and a Master, facing simulated Mandalorians. Simulated Mandalorians, whom had been able to dig in and prepare. While a simulated people of honour and respect, they were simulated as just as pragmatic. And with the Jedi Master and the Jedi Padawan being seperated, their simulated tactic was clean and simple. Like a hunting pack of Vornskr, they would go after the young first.

Explosions went off. Near the Master. The burial monuments fell. The earth shook. Dirt and stone and bone became airborne. Dust and debris clouded the vision, and the three smoke canisters sent soaring through the air from underslung grenade launchers. And blaster bolts went off. Bright red blasts soaring through the air, going right for the Jedi Master. When one hunted the pups, you kept the adults distracted. And three warriors with high powered blaster rifles would serve as a distraction.

At the blind Padawan, soft thuds impacted the moss and ground, before potent concussion grenades went off around him. Potent bangs of pure sound designed to disorient and stun. If the Padawan had been able to see, his sight would have been robbed by the flash from the grenades, and the smoke from more canisters. While three warriors were engaging the Jedi Master, two warriors in pale blue armour swoops in on the Padawan, their blaster rifles spraying simulated bolts.

 

[DeathToll]

The battle began! And just as the problems of the simulator had presented their usual selves to the Sephi Master, so to were they instantly solved due to his enemy's choice to initiate their well organized attack. Being teleported into the middle of a pre-developed battlefield often added to the feeling of exposure and created confusion regarding starting positions. AbdAas didn't know where his comrade had began on the field, and the simulator did not give off the usual life signature in the traditional sense. But through the precisely grouped explosions, their attackers had pointed out exactly where the other Jedi was in relation to AbdAas; and this Sephi Master did not waste the time to use his eyes in the instant that he reacted to the first explosions in his vicinity.

The three veteran warriors had betrayed their own aim, as AbdAas would almost instantly vanish behind the smoke screen of bone-shattering blasts that flung earth and stone into the air. AbdAas had speedily ducked behind the skull as best he could, limiting the Mandalorian's target area, just as he retracted the green beam of his lightsaber, and employed control over his breath as well as concealment; disappearing from sight as soon as he could react to the incoming fire, even without the aid of cloud and debris, and fleeing towards the highlighted area through the sensed explosions around the Padawan. He could not feel the Padawan, but had felt the bangs and thuds around the only other possible ally on this course.

The falling and sailing debris, as well as cloud and lack of a target, would leave the three warriors cold. AbdAas had avoided the smoke canisters, though preventing any possible inhalation of gas through his temporary control of breath only in this short running distance. But AbdAas had also presented risk with his choice to regroup. Perhaps at first they might simulate confusion, calculating the probability that AbdAas was still after them; but presumably within no time, those three warriors would be on to AbdAas and would focus all of their combined efforts onto the Padawan. So, AbdAas would re-emerge shortly, some fifteen feet to Asher's four o'clock.

AbdAas' twirling figure would ignite his green saber into view once again in the one leading right hand as he reappear like a ghostly blur, while the other arm spun round from behind, using roundabout leftside-counterclockwise-traveling steps and a whirling saber to avoid reactionary fire as he hurled a massive rib-bone twice his size via Telekinesis from behind that flew from soil and soared past his shoulder and straight towards the two warriors in pale blue armor along a low trajectory.

AbdAas would not have been able to reach the Padawan in time to prevent the initial attack against him. But if Asher had survived that initial attack, AbdAas would have reached him soon thereafter. They were not as far apart as first seemed. Though, in a snaring terrain such as this, one could easily lose themselves in the dips and now clouded confusion.

Flowing out of rotation, AbdAas would face his multiple opponents with the flourish of a Soresu styled wall of green light before his body and had prepared to rebound away from incoming projectiles. If time alloted, AbdAas would concentrate a connection to Asher for an array of reasons to measure what he was working with. This would open up the possibility of telepathic communication and unify their efforts, should a joint effort prove a superior tact to separate and confusing lateral motion. In a way, AbdAas was using Asher as bait to control the larger situation; having kept somewhat behind the Padawan in a reactionary stance to what may come. While AbdAas was the larger threat and Asher the lesser, AbdAas had kept the reversed roles in effect regardless of what the Padawan had done to survive; as this might keep AbdAas in the wild card position. Already expecting his lightsaber to have little affect on the armored foes before them, he was preparing alternative means of subduing each opponent.

 

[Skyway]

The battle seem to have started. Asher felt the ground shake when explosions went off near by. He flinched when he heard something hit the ground near him, and think it was something like a frag. When nothing bad happen Asher thought it was something more like a blinder. Which did not matter since he was blind before hand.
Hearing a thud somewhere behind him; Asher hoped he was the master and not the Mandalorians. He spun around with a handful of rock, moss off the ground and flung it up and force push at to where the thud came form. The rocks will not kill but it will hurt and maybe stun with pain. Hearing blaster fire getting closer the Miraluka switch paths. When turning to where he was going he felt something touch his mind like a whisper. He felt safe so he tryed and open his mind to it.

 

[Kiro]

The warriors in blue must have been grinning inside their helmets. Their target was in agony. The flashbangs had gone off right next to the young Jedi, close enough to burst eardrums. Not only would he be deaf, but the sheer pain would make him writhe around on the ground, and fill his mind with nothing but simulated pain which would be transmitted directly into his physical mind, for the maximum level of realism.

There was nothing the Jedi Master could do to prevent the damage which had already been inflicted by the flashbangs. But at least he could prolong Asher's tortured, simulated, experience for a while longer. The flying rib-bone was a challenge, obviously, and struck one of the warriors in blue across the chest, hurling the anonymous warrior away. The other clearly possessed keener reflexes, managing to hit the dirt and allow the fossilized bone sail overhead. From there, the blue-clad warrior rolled to the side and into a ditch, and out of sight for the Jedi Master.

But, AbdAas had left the predators behind to go play with the pups. The warriors three, whom had earlier been using the smoke-cover to assail the Jedi Master, were veteran warriors. Not young and inexperienced like the two in blue that had been set to attack Asher. And with each helmeted warrior possessing communications systems meant that as soon as the Mandalorians in blue saw the secondary target, the Veterans would know it too.

Their arrival was heralded by screams of jetpacks, and the veterans landed in a triangular formation around Asher and AbdAas. Two in red, one in sandy gold.

"Hey, Rogo! How'd you like your Jedi?"

"Crispy, Kyr. How 'bout you, Wad?"

"Just kill them already you idiots..."

With that, the three warriors raised their arms, and released a torrent of fire from each extremity. Two times three streams of fire, and each of them sweeping their arms back and forth. As the Veterans lay down supressive fire, quite literally, the remaining blue-clad warrior poked his head out of the ditch, and hurled his last remaining grenade. A device which would release a blast of sonic energy.

 

[DeathToll]

As the three veterans descended upon him, AbdAas threw off his dark outer robe across him with a green streak of his saber that cut through the last arm in turn to face the one veteran behind him. Using the airborne cloak as a shield against aiming fire from the two, he closed the distance towards the third veteran with a twirling flourish that would both act as a defensive against blaster fire and then an attacking slash diagonally across his torso in a single handed grip.

Fire shooting all around him, he could utter but one word through telepathy to Asher as he charged the single Mandalorian...

Duck!

 

[Skyway]

Feeling helpless by not able to see, the Miraluka had to use the force to guide him. If he can see or even sense more, Asher could fight, then crawl and hide. He had to think of a creative way to help the master and fast. Feeling around Asher thought he found a wall of stone or bone; Lending up on it, hearing the battle near by. Thinking it was a safe place to rest and think a way to help.
Telepathy Asher heard AbdAas yell "duck". Hitting the ground; The Miraluka covering himself. A little scared not knowing what happening.

 

[Kiro]

The downward swipe of the vibrant green lightsaber blade, quite likely one of the most deadly weapons in the galaxy, struck against the golden armour of the Mandalorian warrior... and simply left a blackened scorch mark where it had burned the paintjob. The infamous qualities of Mandalorian iron were still in effect, even in this simulation. Thus it was, that the gilded warrior simply shook his head, and drove the barrel of his rifle against the Jedi's gut, and pulled the trigger. The finger remained curled around the trigger for a couple of seconds.

The single golden veteran then drops the rifle, the energy cell spent, and wraps his arms around AbdAas, as the two warriors in red hose the two in streamers of liquid flame, with the Jedi Master trapped by the most veteran of the warriors. Meanwhile, the Mandalorian in blue simply jogs around the torrent of fire to the location of the crouching, blind, and deafened Padawan, and pressed the muzzle of a high-powered blaster rifle to the back of his head. "Jedi children shouldn't be playing with the big boys when they can't see." Then a blue finger pulled back on trigger.

 

[DeathToll]

The ploy had worked! AbdAas had entangled himself with one Mandalorian in order to keep safe from the rest.

When the Mandalorian shook his head and attempted to jam his rifle into AbbAas' gut, AbdAas' hidden free hand intercepted the barrel of the rifle and guided it just to the right of his torso. Instantly lifting up his crossed saber to the Mandalorian's neck, AbdAas pushed off with his left hand and swirled his right foot around his pivoting left which forced him into a clean clockwise spin around the Mandalorian as he decapitated the warrior with one smooth ending.

AbdAas would end behind the beheaded warrior, and the one shot of the Mandalorian's would have fired blindly at one of the other warriors. AbdAas felt the words of the other blue-clad warrior as if spoken into his own ear; though he could only blurt out one word to the boy through telepathy.

"Leap!"

 

[Skyway]

Still on the ground covered, Asher heard the fight behind him. Hearing footsteps closing in he did not know what to do. If he move, he may trip and get shot and if he stays he well...As the footstep get closer he knew it was one of the Mandalorians.
Thinking of which is the best plan as to move, Asher felt the tip of a blaster muzzle on the back of his head. His mind froze but his body did not; With a very quite move of his head, Asher slide out his head to the right with his right arm and the left arm moved left. As the shot fired the ring of the blast enter the padawan left ear. The heat of the blaster shot can also be felt so close to melt skin. When the shot hit the ground with high power the ground fired up into Asher face. He knows that the Mandalorian said something and so did the master but Asher was to busy to listen.
Ears ringing, face cut with blood the Miraluka flung up hitting the thing wall behind him. Asher brought back his arm then push forward with the force to push the Mandalorian back. With Asher mind know clearing up, he reach in one of his pockets and grab the rocks he pocketed earlier and throw them with the force to penetrate the Mandalorian armor and hopeful hurt him inside.

 

[Kiro]

Ever since 40 ABY, Mandalorian armour had sported a gorget made of mandalorian iron, as the death of Jango Fett had clearly demonstrated a great weakness in the traditional design. As such, AbdAas' lightsaber would simply rebound harmlessly as it struck against the gorget, simply scorching it faintly. Thus, the Jedi Master remained clenched tightly in the arms of the gilded warrior, as the flames licked over them both.

AbdAas' mind would be flooded with pain, as the simulation projected it directly into the Jedi Master's mind. As the simulated flames licked at his robes, flesh, and hair, and blackened the Mandalorian veteran's armour, the Jedi would be ejected from the simulation by the program's safety protocols, seeking to preserve the Jedi Master's health and sanity. The amount of pain that a simulated charring would produce would be enough to put one into cardiac arrest, and cause severe psychoses and mental conditions.

With the Jedi Master forcibly ejected from the simulation, that left Padawan Asher alone, facing four simulated Mandalorians. The simple, desperate, push through the Force was enough to bowl the blue-clad warrior over and onto the soft, mossy, ground below. But even then, it was a simple case for the warrior to rise to his knees and raise his arms to launch a lenght of whipcord at the Padawan. The thin, tough, lengt of cordage would wrap tightly around his torso and arms to restrict his movement.

With Asher restrained, it was a simple task of rising from his kneeling position, walking over to the Padawan, and removing a sticky grenade from his belt, and slapping it onto Asher's chest. "Dodge this, Jedi."