*Return*

[Miryan no Trunks]

*Watching Kaine run forward, MnT knew he couldn't have been as tired as he seemed. Any second now, he thought, he'll rush me.... The foresight was all that saved him a broken nose, as Kaine suddenly leapt up with a burst of speed. Dodging his head to the side just enough to avoid the initial kick, it came as a shock to him when the foot maneuvered into the side of his head, albeit not very strongly. It left his timing just off, as he sweeped "death" up and to the left, just barely missing Kaine's chest.*

You have good agility too. *He began dashing forwards towards him* Let's see just *He leapt up into the air* how good though! *He brought his leg quickly around in a strong-leg-sweep that was aimed directly at Kaine's head*

Edit: Typo'd "foresight"

[Kaine Darklighter]

OOC: He didn't actually typo it! He was just too embarrassed to admit that he left out a word.

IC: Kaine saw MnT's foot swinging at him, and begun to duck down - but it was too late. The foot connect with the top of his head, sending him sliding across the ground, to the side. Stopping by hitting a tree, he sat there for a moment, trying to regain his senses. Kaine begun to tap into the force.

About 20 seconds later, Kaine stood up, and had tapped into the force. Everything around him was moving in slow motion, but he was moving at normal speeds. But this was to his point of view, to MnT, Everything was fine. Kaine slowly got to his feet, but by that time, MnT was already right infront of him.

MnT raised up his left knee, trying to connect with Kaine's gut. Because of his slow-motion view, he actually moved faster in reality. Easily moving to the side, He brang his saber out, aiming to impale MnT.

[Miryan no Trunks]

*Watching Kaine get up, MnT felt something change in the force, Kaine was tapping into it somehow, but he just couldn't tell how. Suddenly, however, his answer came. MnT had dashed forward and attempted a slow knee to the gut, to see what shape the Jedi was in, but instead of contacting, he watched his opponent quickly dodge to the side. "Ah hah.. force speed, or something like it" he thought. A split-moment later, Kaine was bringing his saber up in an attack. *

*MnT edged his body to the side, trying to dodge out of the way of the stab. However, it still managed to burn his stomach somewhat, although not drawing blood. He brought "life" forward, pushing his opponent's blade out and away, then swung "death" up and over at Kaine's chest. Although expecting an easy hit, due to the close proximity, he kept focused in case the Jedi continued with the quick movement, and he had to defend suddenly.*

*Suddenly, however, in mid-swing, he had an idea. He quickly concentrated his well-trained mind to telepathically scream into Kaine's own, aiming to cause a momentary collapse in all concentrating, focusing, or thinking that the Jedi might be doing. Meanwhile, "death" continued it's course up and towards Kaine's chest.*

[Kaine Darklighter]

The loud scream screeched through his whole body. Dropping his saber to the ground, he doubled over, holding his head in his hands. From bending over, MnT's saber just skimmed the edge of his back, only leaving a small burn mark.

With great speed, Kaine called the saber back to his hand, igniting it. Seeming enraged, He moved faster than he usually did, and with more power. Raising from his bent over position, he brings his saber up with great speed, aiming for a slash to MnT's face.

[Miryan no Trunks]

*MnT had just managed to block the rage-enfused saber attack, but the force and speed had caused him to falter, and stumble backwards. As he attempted to regain his footing, he noticed Kaine running towards him, both hands raised above his head, screaming as he rushed towards him, ready to bring the saber down and cleave MnT in half.*

*MnT quickly brought "life" up over him, holding it in preparation for the attack. However, when it came, he had still not fully regained his balance, as the attack forced him to the ground.*

*As he used the backwards momentum to somersault back onto his feet, MnT noticed that Kaine was charging again, saber up. Absorbing the rest of the backwards motion with his legs, MnT used them like a springboard, and lept forward, colliding with Kaine's midsection in a fierce, unexpected tackle. As the two collided with the ground, he wasted no time in rolling away and getting back up into his offensive defensive stance.*

[Kaine Darklighter]

The tackle was unexpected. Hitting the ground with a thud, He saw MnT rolling away. Kaine had done exactly the same thing. Rolling backwards, he got up onto his feet, wasting no time to bring his fallen saber to his hand. Bringing his saber around, it connected with MnT's, just in time to save his arm from being impaled.

Sparks flew from the clashing sabers, and MnT seemed to slowly start to overpower the 15 year old Jedi. Kaine suddenly thought of something. Stepping back, he lifted his saber up high. MnT's saber slipped off, and made him stumble forward. Kaine grinned slightly, then instantly drove his knee up into MnT's stomach, doubling him over. Bringing down his elbow, he thrusts it into MnT's spine, knocking him to the ground. Spinning around, he flips backwards, and lands about 5 metres away from MnT, facing him.

[Miryan no Trunks]

*THUD.. he hit the ground. Laying there a moment, he thought to himself..*

.. That really hurt.. He aimed to cripple me with that attack, and if I had mere average strength, he easily could've. Foolish Jedi.. they have no understanding of the honor of battle.. The fight's just starting to pick up nicely, and he's already trying to end it. Either he's losing hope of winning, or he underestimates my strength..

*He stood up again bringing his gaze up to meet that of the Jedi, his face growing angrier and angrier by the moment*

.. Either way, ensures his defeat..

*With that thought, he began striding over to the Jedi, each step long and deliberately slow. He noticed Kaine's somewhat nervous expression, his eyes quickly darting back and forth, as if expecting the attack to come from somewhere else. Kaine's eyes focused for a moment on a tree off to the left that had caught his eye. He blinked. When he opened his eyes back at where MnT should have been, there was nothing. In that fraction of a moment, he had dissapeared from sight*

*MnT glared at the confused Kaine from above, as his leap reached the top of it's arc. "Fool" he thought. Kaine looked up, and noticed MnT coming down at him. With a laugh, the Jedi raised his saber, aiming to impale his opponent as he came down. However, his optimism came to a quick end, when he realized that MnT's expression was anything but that of a person who knows they're about to die.*

*Just before he would've touched and been killed by Kaine's blade, MnT thrust a hand downwards, releasing a force push that not only bounced MnT back up slightly in the air, but also forced Kaine to the ground, causing a lot of stress and strain to his legs, from trying to stand against the power of the force*

*With a grin, MnT landed, the extra bounce from the push carrying him about 10 feet away from the fallen Kaine. He quickly turned around, and began stalking around his opponent, both sabers ignit, and ready for anything.*

[Kaine Darklighter]

His legs hurt. They were put through pain as MnT's force push rushed into him. Standing up, He brings his saber out infront of him. He smiled slightly, then begun to laugh.

"What are you laugh--" MnT was interuppted, and collapsed down onto one knee, as a rock hit him in the back of the leg. Suddenly collapsing onto his other knee, another rock bounced away. A barrage of smaller rocks flew at him, hitting him in the back, mainly the spine. MnT cringed in pain, all the smaller rocks had seemingly worn him out.

A larger rock was aiming straight for the back of his head, and was coming at a high speed..

[Miryan no Trunks]

*MnT had felt the force change around him, but the first few stones had been too small for him sense. As the barrage of tiny stones bounced against his back, his Trenchcoat had done well to dampen their force. Cringing in concentration, he felt the large stone that was coming at him from behind, and began pushing it faster and faster towards him. In the last moment, he ducked his head down, and the rock sailed right overtop of him, heading rapidly towards Kaine.*

*Kaine stood there laughing, and noticed a moment too late, that the resounding "crack", did not come when he expected it. He opened his eyes just in time to feel the large rock smash hard into his chest. That's when the expected "crack" came, and echoed amongst the hills and trees.*

*MnT stood up slowly, his back still somewhat sore from the smaller stones, and watched as Kaine collapsed to the ground. He deignit his sabers, yet kept his senses open and aware of his surroundings, physical, and force-wise.*

*The storm continued to rage, the rain showering down on the now-still battlefield, the wind causing the trees of the forest to whistle and whine, as their branches danced amongst each other, the lightning reaching down to touch the ground in places, the thunder resounding throughout the land.*

*MnT's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed. If this were to be the end of the battle, little honor was there to gain. He hoped in his mind, that Kaine would get up, that the crack would have been from something else. The 15yo Jedi had shown great promise in battle at the beginning, but too soon resorted to cheap shots and attempted-fatal-blows. He did not seem to recognize the honor of battle. MnT hoped that Kaine would prove him wrong in these thoughts.... The noise had sounded exactly like breaking bones though...*

edit: ttt

[Kaine Darklighter]

His body just simply dropped. Kaine was looking completely lifeless, apart from the little movements of his chest, indicating he was breathing lightly. He knew one of his ribs were broken and it hurt. It hurt a lot. He wouldn't give up. Not now. He couldn't.

Slowly beginning to sit up, he opened his eyes, only to be greeted by MnT's leg. Gliding just above the floor, he was stopped when he rammed up against a tree. He couldn't take much more of this. Leaning up against the tree, his head slowly dropped down to the side. His body had taken all it could, yet, he wanted to continue on. His whole body slowly started drifting to the side, and then finally dropped down onto the ground. Kaine's saber had disignited, and the hilt slowly rolled out of his hand.

That was it for him. He was beaten down to nothing.

[Warren Azalin]

:: Warren had sensed the energy leaving his padawan and had come to help him out, he had arrived only to see his padawan lying on the ground in pain. He eyed the Sith as he walked over to his padawan and began healing the minor wounds so Kaine could at least get up, the Sith stared in confusion as the Jedi helped his padawan up and began helping him walk away. Warren noticed out of the corner of his eye that sith had begun to try and follow them, not in the mood to deal with this problem later Warren turned around and ignited Salvation with it's regular snap-hiss ::

"I don't know who you are but me and my padawan are leaving, so I suggest you leave us alone unless you want a piece of me."

:: Warren grinned as he stared the Sith down ::

[Miryan no Trunks]

*MnT watched as the Jedi knight entered the battlefield and walked over to his fallen opponent. As he watched, the Jedi, Warren Azalin, began healing Kaine, whom MnT figured was his apprentice. MnT nodded his head respectfully and held it tilted somewhat down, as he focused his energy to his wounds, trying to numb the pain. After, however, he noticed that Azalin had gotten Kaine to his feet, and was walking away with him. MnT started to follow, ready to inquire about Kaine's saber, which should rightfully be his now, as the victor. After a few steps, Azalin turned and spoke, apparantly thinking he was planning on attacking them. MnT narrowed his eyes and looked right at him.*

My name is Miryan no Trunks, Sith Disciple to Lordess Dalethria Mal Pannis. It shouldn't matter if you do or don't know who I am, however, for I didn't know Kaine, and He didn't know Me, before this battle occured. I'm not about to fight you, as I'm still sore and weak from fighting your apprentice. Also, I'm still a disciple, and I'm assuming you're a Knight. This would leave me overwhelmed, and an idiot, if I tried to take you on.

I do commend you on Kaine's training, he's an excellent warrior. However, I was, in the end, the victor, so I believe I'm entitled to his saber.

*That being said, MnT continued to stand there, staring right into Warren's eyes, unfaltering, and awaited his response.*

Edited: ttt again

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Dalethria was guided to come here, witness what her Disciple had done adn grinned. He defeated his first Jedi and now the little Knight was here causing grief. As usual, Warren jumped the gun and acted so unlike the proud Jedi he thought the was. Always letting his anger guide him into foolishness.

Miryan ... I'm here. Hidden and my presence masked. I shall not interfere but as my Disciple, I couldn't let you be completely abandoned.

She waited and watched as Miryan face Warren, letting him take control for now ... unless that Jedi feels that harming her Disciple is warrented. Then she would have to assist. After all, Warren came to the aide of Kaine, it was only fair that she could do the same ...

[Miryan no Trunks]

*Having stood there for quite some time now, MnT was growing quite anxious at the stillness of Azalin. MnT began to wonder exactly what was up.. Perhaps, he thought, what he had said had shorted out the Jedi's mind, and naive idea that Sith will always fight, no matter what the odds were? in any case, Azalin didn't seem like he was going to argue.*

*Slowly, MnT began to walk up towards the Jedi, each step barely making a sound. As he neared, he noticed that Azalin's gaze had not changed direction, nor followed him. "...Yep.. broke his brain..." he thought. Still, he made his way to the Jedi carefully. As he reached him, he took Kaine's saber, which had been hanging loose from the Padawan's belt.*

........

*He started stepping backwards, not really wanting to turn his back, for he was confused as hell, and didn't want to walk right into a trap like that... After a certain distance, he decided he was safe, and, turning, walked towards where he had felt his master's prescence.*

*As he reached her, he handed her the saber of Kaine and spoke, still rather nervous from the idle gaze and motionlessness of the Knight Azalin.*

Umm..... here Master.. I.. uhh... defeated Kaine and.. got his saber.. for you...






ooc: This is total BS. I'm j/k for this post. Oh yes, it never happened..... Dammit Warren, get in here and post eh /=)

TTT.. ttt.. and once again... ttt...

[Miryan no Trunks]

OOC: As Warren hasn't posted in 12 days (and I've talked to him online..) I'm accepting Kaine's saber as mine...