Elli had heard Alla'ii tell her to flank him, and this time she listened. But the battle seemed to have moved on too quickly. Keeping her lightsaber held at the ready, she skimmed the side of the other fighting Jedi, her feet a blur as she ran silently behind the sparking clashes.
She raised her saber, hoping the great sith would not sense her, then made her own lunge at the broad man.
His raspy laugh filled the chamber as he shut off his small holodisk. A hidden smile splayed across his face. In his mind, he was replaying the billions of cheering senators roaring as the newly elected Chancellor, Akaydi, took his place in the center of the arena.
Well done, senators, your lives will be spared after all.
He waved them away, sitting in one isolated corner of the stone chamber. His smile only grew wider as he engulfed himself in the battle ensueing with his master. He opened his mouth, saying aloud to himself:
((OOC: I first posted yesterday Evening at that. It will have been Twenty-Two hours ago in seven minutes. I will post an update on what Syris is doing tomorrow, I don't have time tonight. ))
[I'm here... I just went to bed right after the 12:30 episode of Fresh Prince of Bel-Air]
As Victor continuously switched stances on the Sith lord, he was still struggling to maintain the energy aura on the stone sword. He didn't have enough Force energy to hold it for much longer. He'd need a lightsaber, and he'd need it fast, or else he'd lose a limb or two. Jumping backwards, he swithced to the Juyo stance, so that he'd only attack Phynisis plus be good at blocking lightsaber strikes.
((im having a bit of trouble getting people to join my unhosted game. can some of you help? heres link http://www.killermovies.com/forums/...;pagenumber=103))
john noticed that the jedi called victer was having trouble maintaining his weapon. he picked up his 3rd saber with his tail, still fighting, and flipped it over to him. "catch" he called.
Name: Mandos Gilrean
Title: Master Jedi / Darth Elwe / Leader of the Emperor's Jedi army
Affiliation: None
Force Strength: Fighting and reasoning / The Force
Appearance: 6'4, black hair, blue-green eyes
age: unknown
Bio:
Raised normally by his parents until the age of 13. An attack on his planet killed them both and Mandos was taken prisoner. at the age of 20, he managed to escape in a pod, and he travelled a whole year in hibernation at light speed until he reached an unknown planet. There, he met Galgarion, who knew everything about the Force. He taught Mandos logic, instinct, philosophy, how to fully use one's mind. At the same time, he also taught him who to use the Force. Using his high abilities, Galgarion managed to influenced the midi-chlorians around the planet to slow time. If only three years had passed outside the planet, Galgarion taught Mandos the subtleties of the Force for a thousand years. What was amazing is that Mandos grew older only by 3 years. In the end, Mandos knew how to be one with the force, how to slow time, how to kill instantly only by making the midi-chlorians boil in someone and many more. But Mandos wanted more. One day, while his master was sleeping, he left the planet and came back to Corruscant after all those years. By then the planet wasn't fully organised in what would become the Galaxy's most powerful planet. There he continued his mind and Force training until he finally was able to do the only two things he couldn't: create life and preventing people from dying. Dark years swept the galaxy. Mandos named himself Darth Elwe and took two young ones as apprentices: Valeria Slyer and Viktor Dread (who would one day become Darth Plagueis). As the years passed, using the same slow-time technique his older master used, he taught them both everything he knew, except one thing: self-control. As time passed Mandos grew into a relationship with Valeria. Viktor had somewhat other plans, like being the most powerful in the galaxy, and in one act of treachery, killed Valeria and tried to do the same with his master. Mandos didn't want to kill him by vengeance. He destroyed the planet they were on to erase all traces and sent the now fully named Darth Plagueis on Corruscant. After that, Mandos promised himself never to train another being the way of the Force. During all the reign of the Sith, he remained hidden from the world of his master Galgarion, who had passed away not so long ago, tired of using the Force to keep himself alive. There, he built his first lightsabre and for the remaining of his hidden years, accentuated his skills with the blade. Once stability was again restored to the galaxy many years later, he came out of his training to propose his service to the new Emperor, Gavin. This is were, to this day, he remains. Because of his long years on Galagarion's planet where there is no sun, his beige skin turned dark. However, he still have the appearance of a 30 years old man. Finally, even if he kept is young, dark and attractive body, he's still crying sometimes, tormented by Valeria's death and the most cruel treachery he had ever lived, having trouble to love another woman.
She saw it; the Sith was overwhelmed by the ever-increasing assault by more than six times his ability and his movements were becoming ever-more predictable.
As her allies held his full concentration, Ala'ii snuck in beneath his sight and struck a single sweep upwards from the ground that slashed him across the chest in a near-perfect vertical line; not deep but enough to shear his clothing and cut an inch into his flesh.
The Dark Jedi stopped suddenly in shock, as a Dark-Sider he was always confident in his skills and never expected a sneak attack to land the deciding blow...
Her assistants backed off as they too noticed what she had done, his lightsabre bounced off the mossy gound with a dull thud and his eyes were wide in disbelief.
"Your end, Sith, is now..." Ala'ii whispered in the sudden silence, spinning around to her left and driving the ice-edged vibro-sword directly trough his upper-torso and piercing his heart; the man's eyes rolled in their sockets as his body ceased all normal function as the freezing blade sent his entire recirculation system into an icy stasis, ending his twisted existance within moments...
She sharply withdrew the archaic sword and sheathed it; it required no cleaning as there was no blood, all frozen inside his wound as his body hit the ground. The overwhelming silence of finality engulfed the group as they struggled to regain teir breath; staring at her blankly as if it were a Dark way to bring about his death.
"We serve no purpose in idleness... Let us continue and leave this dark sack of frozen meat!" her words were cruel and cold as her blade's edge, though still filled with wisdom.
Without second thought she turned abruptly and strooled casually away, secrety relaxing her own body from exhaustion...
__________________ Mal: "Well, if anyone gets nosey... You know... Shoot em' "
Elli silently watched Ala'ii exit, her own lightsaber singing to a halt as it disapeared into its hilt. Looking down at the prone body on the floor, she felt an inexplicable regret. . .and dread.
As the other Jedi cleared away, Elli knealt next to the half frozen body of the once great Sith Lord, her head cocked slightly to the side. He looked familiar, like an old friend.
Suddenly Elli's vision blurred, the images of the dead Sith being replaced by the living being. Memories of her past cascaded into her mind, confusing her, merely because they slipped away as easily as water through her fingers.
Elli stood, watching Syris weild his lightsaber like a trained swordsman, and that he was. She marveled at how easily he made the blade do his will, but it wasn't really his will.
You do not move the blade, Elli, the force does.
He had said it almost mockingly, daring her to even attempt to use the force. Elli wouldn't stand-up and try, she would much rather wait to show Syris when she had it mastered. She did not like being a disgrace to him.
Yes, Master.
Don't act so chastised, my young apprentice, I am merely teaching you. That is my job is it not?
She had only smiled, knowing full well that he was right. Of course, he was always right.
She stood up, igniting her saber. Her eyes gleamed from beneath her very own hood of black. Shining like diamonds in the blackness, shining with the same itensity that shone from Syris'. . .
Elli shook her head, looking around her with a new light. She showed no alarm, leaving no clue as to what had just taken place. She rejoiced at the same time she pained. She knew she was happy to know who she was again, but she didn't know whether she should take joy, or regret.
Lessons from the past rushed through her head. Outwardly, however, she concealed everything. She left not even a crumb for someone to catch. Her thoughts went to how she would contact her master. . .and to which master she would truly like to contact.
Living with the Jedi had definitely taken its toll, and her views were drastically changed, but she found curiosity greatly overwhelmed even the though of Ala'ii.
When she stood up again, she was the same Elli that all the Jedi knew. She had the same look to her eye, the same innocent smile, the same foolhardy ideas, and to anyone who was not a Sith themeselves, she didn't even know who Akaydi was.
And when a Jedi came to speak to her about a man named Syris and his weakness's, she played her cards just as she would have before. But this time, deep in the back of her mind, she knew Syris had a weakness, and that weakness was love. Love for a padawan.
((OOC: I am so frickin bored, and that was just nagging at me. Scary when it almost seems as if the characters tell you what should happen, instead of the other way around ))
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-Should people be allowed to have changelings as their characters? It is a question of keeping the roleplay fair. I have a friend who would like to join. Just thought I'd consult all of you on it
-Should I create a general discussion thread so I can address matters like these instead of in the roleplay itself?
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Feb 4th, 2006 12:49 AM
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Evening at that. It will have been Twenty-Two hours ago in seven minutes. I will post an update on what Syris is doing tomorrow, I don't have time tonight. ))
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God this place has died. And Syris so lives, the plot isn't exactly dead, it just needs to pick up 
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