The Fourth Hour

[Khivas]

[We have got to write less in these combat segments, feels weird as we ret con each other when we write our counters lol]

Khivas was nearly to the top when he witnessed the carnage he had just unleashed, and even though he couldn't fully save Jaleer, he might have bought him a few crucial seconds to save his skin, barring the giant Wookie still somehow putting up a fight despite, well, nothing much actually.

The bastard hadn't taken too much punishment from the rocket, and his own momentum, while it did throw him off, didn't end him nearly as bad as Khivas thought it would, but alas, every plan had a back up, and when the Wookie drove the other half of his blade through the elevator shaft, the second delay between pressing a button would prove to a deciding factor for Khivas.

Turning the wrist was a second, a second Khivas used to initiate his thrust. Pressing the button, a move Khivas was familiar with (the amount of Jedi Hunters he encountered were many, and so were their tricks), another second spent, which Khivas bought up his Phrikk protected gauntlets, the technique he was prepared against thanks to Force Sight and a truly advanced scanner ripped from a Mandolorian's beskar'gam.

The last second is where the game changed for the Wookie, the blade starting to elongate, and Khivas' left arm gliding along the bright burning blade of blood red, pushing outward as it pushed the blade away, a "use" of the gauntlets' protective properties well spent.

From here, the Knight's saber would continue it's attack path, stabbing forth into the wookie's foot and slicing up through his knee and thigh, possibly severing the leg.

From there, should the leg sever, the Sith Warrior would fall, and upon falling he would find a simple twist and contortion of Khivas' wrist would slice apart the remaining body.

Should it occur, that is.

 

[Richie B.]

Jaleer was unable to truly connect with the darkside with only him feeling pain he wasn't able to use it too keep himself up and as soon he tried to smash the wookies head the sage feel down fainted. The lightsabers would hit the left side of his chest and than along his left arm the armor would be able to withstand the lightsaber until it cut though the arm plating yet it wouldn't cut off the left arm. Jaleer in his last moments would pray that his friends would survive the fight.

@Lamper

 

[Lamper]

Dawn's chilling face flashed somewhere in the back of his mind. His brow dropped, focus unchanged; deathly gaze fixed upon his enemy.

As Javik prepared himself with both sabers, Cappi finger-rolled his saber (R) over between his fingers into a reversed grip.

Both charged. Cappi took off a split second after Javik, with a shorter distance to travel. Quick left step take-off to the air in passing over Javik's left blade and behind Javik with less devotion to height and more to tight positioning.

Cappi sensed no stirrings in the Force from Javik as of yet. So anything of that nature that came next would be ill prepared and weak. In fact, practically of no use.

Cappi had hiked his right leg up first and left up second, twisting off his center axis in keeping Javik as his facing point of focus. Javik's red saber (L) would barely miss, more following up under Cappi until Cappi was no longer in line of danger having passed behind contorted arm's capability in but a fleeting moment.

Cappi's hilt (L) would plant flush to the back of Javik's neck with little to no distance to travel and ignite point-blank to erupt through Javik's throat before he turned. Over and done with as quickly as Javik's initial left saber swing.

Twisting over in the act, Cappi's saber (R) simultaneously arced tightly over and down ahead of Javik's face. The end of the yellow saber (R) aimed to clash and catch Javik's black saber over his head while the base of the yellow saber (R) would angle down below Javik's neck's forward trajectory before their bodies passed in crossing.

A pincer.

The twisting-jump-pincer was all one synchronized act, with the priority focused on Cappi's left saber at Javik's neck. The two of them were center of the hallway, so there was space between them and the walls. Javik was in the act of twisting away from Cappi, Javik swiping up his left saber as Cappi leapt shortly behind. And Cappi's right saber occupied Javik's right saber whilst also cutting off Javik's escape. Javik's left-handed upswinging trajectory makes it difficult to duck in the opposite direction of kinetic motion carrying Javik upward, which wouldn't be enough to escape in the moment regardless. Javik's right saber could and quite frankly might be forced to block Cappi's, but would catch only the end and thus would still allow the base of Cappi's blade to sink low; thusly cropping at the throat with the middle of the blade to catch Javik's neck from the front. And due to Cappi's twisting, facing toward the ground, Cappi's right saber would yield enough blade to guard against Javik's rising left blade thereafter.

Cappi's left leg would also prematurely extend, foot kicking into the back of Javik's left knee as weight transferred onto it during the rise of Javik's left blade swing. Regardless of strength or armor rating, the leg would likely easily be buckled from this angle and stance.

And Cappi's right leg was hiked up so that his shin and knee acted as a poor guard against the back of Javik's right arm.

Like a monkey, Cappi had positioned himself onto Javik's back in an instant. While Cappi sacrificed his superior placement on the field, he gained a potentially fatal move; likely something Javik had given freely for the chance to seize his own fortune. But it could also have been Javik's undoing.

@Phœnix

 

[Phoenix]

Shyrwyk saw the Jedi slump over and would have taken the time to finish him off were it not for the other Jedi bearing down on him. Instead, the brute of a creature turned his attention to the attack incoming from below. He was preparing to move from the elevator and that was the only thing that saved his leg, though not his foot. He shifted his weight to his front foot and prepared his right foot to push off when he felt it. A burning and horrid pain shot through the end of his right foot, severing two of the toes on the outside of his foot and taking out a rather large and extremely painful section of his foot.

The push off was already underway and his body continued to the side and he managed to clear just over the edge of the elevator. However, his path had taken him yet again through the arc of the blade and it caught him on the shin for only a moment. His armor absorbed some of the energy, but it left a burn there as well.

He roared in pain, but at least at this position the Jedi’s saber wouldn’t be able to reach him. He looked down to his foot, of which a quarter was no missing and rage filled him. With great pain and serious difficulty, he climbed to his feet, most of his weight on his left leg with what little weight was on his right, on the heal. He raised his shield in front of him and waited just outside the door to the elevator, saber ready to cut down anyone climbing through the bottom. Luckily for Shyrwyk, that was the only choice the Jedi had as reaching the top or sides of the elevator was impossible with the elevator blocking the shaft.

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Javik saw his opponent’s feet leave the ground and used it to his own advantage. As soon as his opponent leapt, Javik was on the move. The entire goal of his movement was to gain an advantageous positioning and now he could get it, all the better that he avoided his opponent’s attack. His momentum was already taking him forward and toward the other end of the hall, and Javik simply let that continue. Except he did so by tucking in his entire body and rolling immediately, deactivating his left saber as he did so.

He could feel his saber (R) strike against his opponent’s saber (R) and while it was intended to keep Javik from moving forward, it was a futile attempt. Merely the tip of the saber struck Javik’s and then he was clear.

Well, his plan had almost been enough. At least it managed to save Javik from having his head severed. As he crouched his body downward, he felt the slight burn of a lightsaber against the top of his left shoulder. The armorweave and armorweave underlay had managed to absorb some of the energy, but he could still feel the heat and knew he’d have a really annoying burn to deal with in the future.

His right shoulder impacted the ground and his roll carried him away, quickly spinning to face where his opponent would be landing, ever ready to defend himself. A slight shift and flex of his shoulder revealed that it had felt better days. It was still functional and luckily the strike hadn’t severed bone, but it would certainly bother him for the fight. The strength of the arm would likely be far closer to that of a normal person now, rather than what it normally was. That was annoying, but overall he wasn’t in the worst position.

Spoiler

 

[Khivas]

Khivas had succeeded in deflecting the attack sent out after him, clearing the path to enter ahead of him, created nearly half of the opening needed to get in, and wounded his enemy all within a few strokes of each other.

Twas a good start.

Now Khivas hung from the elevator shaft by his harness as the giant being that was his enemy stepped backwards, clearly hurting and unable to do much mobility wise, forcing them to simply wait it out. Thanks to this, Khivas looked at his enemy through his visor and was able to take a quick second to devise a temporary plan of action on how to proceed forward. While his options were indeed limited, what with Cappi currently engaging an opponent that could prove to easily take him, and Jaleer bleeding out on the edge of the Living Force, his battle against the Wookie turned sour, Khivas did have a couple of ways to proceed, either by simply Force pushing the elevator floor so strongly that the entire bulk of metal went flying into the Wookie, slamming the wounded beast, or by bursting through the floor with his freakish strength and Force enhancements to storm the enemy.

However, Khivas preferred more subtle, sometimes more insulting methods to counter an enemy, and in this situation, mostly to save his own strength, Khivas instead chose to keep the floor intact for now, and focusing hard on his enemy's wonderful, large, metal armor, began to channel the Force through him and into his opponent's defenses, grossly heating* them.

Within seconds, the metal pieces of the wookie's torso would be red hot, burning hard on the skin and fur, and with a mental flick of the wrist, turned simply pyrokinesis into full on combustion, causing a minor heat explosion and at the very least, forcing the wookie out of the fight for the next moments, giving Khivas plenty of time to finish cutting a hole through the elevator shaft and climbing through, his guard constantly up the entire time just in case the Acolyte decided to go out with a bang.

 

[Cappi Tremaine]

Spoiler: Lamper

finally got yellow-tagged. should probably use this more now lol.

Cappi landed left then right, facing Javik, plodding into profile with left sickled foot front and his right reversed saber crossed forward over pointed left; blurting out a tired breath through his blubbering lips that he'd tried and failed to stifle to disguise the sudden flush of fatigue that was left after the surge of energy paused within the lull. But his firm grip of will squeezed again and Cappi catapulted off his back foot (R) and he was in quick pursuit.

Observation: Javik, having passed off Cappi's previous left, was now closer to the wall to Cappi's new right still low to the ground.

Cappi charged towards Javik's right side in similar fashion to Javik's previous directive, Cappi leaving comfortable space to his right for Javik to feel inclined to inhabit. Or perhaps to make Javik think that was what Cappi wanted. Cappi's blade (L) plunged low at Javik's right side for initial contact and arced out, up, and back in for second contact. Cappi would likely slide to a stop facing Javik at Javik's 3 o'clock, barring any change in judgement based off of Javik's reacting body language, aiming to put Javik's back to the wall.

@Phœnix

 

[Phoenix]

Shyrwyk's felt his armor begin to heat. Then it heated a lot. To the point that parts of his fur were actually catching flame. The fur under his chest plate didn't have enough oxygen to catch flame, but the fur under his arms did, and it did. Flames licked out, singeing the hair and skin under his right arm and around his shoulder. In shock, he stumbled back slightly, putting weight on his right leg and unintentionally stumbling to the ground and landing on his buttocks.

He reached around in an attempt to put it out, closing his arm to smother the flame and reaching across to put it out. Suffice it to say, it was distracting, but there was enough of his body covered that the flame only had so many places to go.

By the time he got the flame put out, he could see his opponent had made it through the floor, and no longer being on his feet, wasn't really prepared to stop the man.
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His opponent was getting tired. Spent from his flashy and acrobatic movements. Good, he could use that to his advantage. Cappi charged at Javik's right, probably in an attempt to move past him, as Javik had done mere moments ago, perhaps not. Javik didn't know, but what he did know was that he wanted to end this fight. He moved right into his opponent's path, like a brick wall, immobile. Any attempt to skirt by would be met with a very physical body in its way. Javik blocked Cappi's left blade with his own right.

He ignited his left hand blade, which would shoot right through his opponent's belly. With no swing from the Jedi's other blade incoming, Javik was in no threat of having that attack him before his blow connected and with no blade yet extended, blocking was... difficult to say the least. By the time the blade extended enough to block it, it would virtually already be striking his opponent. Furthermore, while the Jedi could try to change directions, the fact was that he was already committed to a second swing - which Javik was set to block with a simple flick of his wrist that inverted his saber and protected his upper body from the incoming strike - so he had no real capacity for ducking, dodging, or leaping out of the way of the blow. His overextension of multiple strikes would likely be his undoing.

 

[Khivas]

As the Wookie caught fire and was caught unaware as he toppled over into the ground, Khivas had already made it through the floor, and a second later he had the Wookie in his sights, the gold plated, black chrome blaster pistol in his left hand, the tool akin to an artist's brush ready to create a masterpiece in fire on the enemy's face.

Khivas could also feel Jaleer's weakened presnece next to him, his body losing it's life energies as he slowly bled out from his encounter with an enemy of such strength in such close quarters. In this case, despite Jaleer's power and skill with the Force itself, his inexperience proved to be his biggest enemy in the fight. Khivas knew his comrade needed help, but to stop now would only spell death for both of them, so in the moment he made a call, and as the Wookie laid there distracted, Khivas pulled the trigger of his blaster...

*bang*

...And sentendred hot bolt of energy into the Sith Wookie's skull, ending the threat.

With the deed done, the moment soon turned to another issue, another call to make. Cappi fought on against Javik, an opponent that could very easily prove to be the Sentinel's end, and Khivas had to decide whether or not to intervene in the fight right that second or see to somehow keeping Jaleer alive long enough to get proper medical attention, hoping Cappi would survive against an opponent like Javik.

With a slight grimace, Khivas turned from Cappi and went to aid Jaleer in the elevator, aiming to keep this very brief and hoping that a single Bacta injection kit would be enough to stave off death for now. Driving the needle deep into the neck of the the Sage, Khivas let the fluid empty into him and quickly got up, hoping the juices would be enough to help, and turned to head into battle once more against Javik Dalos, a Sith that had become a far too common opponent in Khivas' life.

 

[Cappi Tremaine]

Just as expected, Javik moved to revoke Cappi's telegraphed and false pretense. Cappi believed any Sith could't miss an opportunity to deny a Jedi their goal, but especially this one in particular pertaining to combat. His impression of Javik was a proud warrior of unparalleled prowess, and therefore a man of hubris. Any duelist who made Cappi work this hard to win was of unparalleled prowess.

So Cappi suddenly dropped to one spread knee (R), instead sliding down towards and into Javik's shins as Javik barely intercepted Cappi in time to cut off his rushed skirting advance; Javik having conversely arisen from a stoop. In this time, Cappi's saber (L) rebounded off of Javik's deflecting saber (R) superficially from this new lowered position. And as Cappi would collide into Javik's solid frame, Cappi's reversed saber (R) had barely lifted from its previously stationary forward defense to a shoulder guard position with his fist (R) near his cheek (R). Since Cappi had suddenly dropped onto his right knee into a deep slide, left foot forward, his forward momentum would lean a little to his left on the balls of his toes (L) and in as his body slightly twisted into the welcomed collision with Javik's legs (primarily Javik's right leg most likely) under Javik's attack (L). Therefore Javik's igniting saber (L) would glance just over Cappi's saber (R) if they connected at all, extending to the side of Cappi's head over his right shoulder through a shallow burn that seared a painful score of surface flesh. Cappi's saber (R) would raise into Javik's forefinger (L) and slice up through the hilt emitter (L) in that moment rending the cylinder and rendering it severed and useless.

@Phœnix

 

[Phoenix]

Spoiler: OOC

Sorry about the long/complicated post. Feel free to ask for clarification if something doesn't make sense. Here's Javik:

Javik saw the other Jedi prepare to join the fight and knew that this was not going to be easy, but prepared himself for the other man nonetheless. As it was, this Jedi certainly wasn’t making it easy on Javik. He saw his own blade burn into the man’s left shoulder, but it didn’t do much more than that. As his opponent’s blade (R) moved to strike Javik’s hand, Javik did something a bit strange. In one swift movement, he shoved the blade in his own hand (L) forward and released it entirely. Perhaps it would be caught in the path of his opponent’s blade, but if Javik got lucky, the shove forward would clear the handle from the path of his opponent’s blade in time. Gravity would do the rest. He had left he saber activated and hopefully as gravity pulled it downward, it would continue to burn through the Jedi’s shoulder until it clattered to the floor and deactivated. He didn’t really know, but even if it didn’t do any more damage, it would without a doubt draw the Jedi’s attention away from what Javik did next.

In the same motion, Javik wrapped his left hand around his opponent’s blade once again and pulled. He knew the man would most likely deactivate the blade, but by the time he realized what was happening and accomplished that, Javik would have already given the saber at least one good yank. Sure, he may not be able to maintain a hold on it long term (all the better if he could because then he could continue the pull) but without a doubt it would have served to accomplish what Javik intended: to pull the man’s arm out and away from his body with sudden force. Sure, Cappi may have been able to pull his arm back if he were expecting it, but with his mind no doubt focused on either avoiding or severing the lightsaber burning through his shoulder, the jerk would not be anticipated.

Along with the jerk, Javik would bring his left leg up into a straight-on kick to his opponent’s armpit, which would be exposed after the jerk. As he did this, he would be careful not to present any part of his leg to his opponent’s lightsaber except the bottom of his foot, and would plant his foot right into the armpit. If he still managed to have hold of the blade, the blow would certainly dislocate the Jedi’s (R) shoulder, if Javik didn’t still have hold of the saber, to be honest, with Javik’s strength, it still had a chance of dislocation, though it wasn’t guaranteed. It would certainly hurt like the dickens though. The kick also had the added benefit of stopping the Jedi’s slide before he impacted Javik’s right leg, allowing Javik to stay on his feet.

Javik’s right side was the trickier of the two battlefields. He had already flipped his right side saber so the blade faced upwards to block the second strike from the Jedi, but now, as he did so, he brought his saber downward as well, to strike at his opponent’s arm. With Javik’s saber already on the inside, a saber (hopefully) burning into the Jedi’s shoulder, and a possible shoulder dislocation, Javik was kind of hoping that the man would be too distracted to prevent the next attack. Regardless, this movement afforded Javik two other advantages.

First, it would (hopefully) cut through his opponent’s arm at the elbow, just above the gauntlet. Second, even if it didn’t cut through the arm (because the gauntlet or the like defended him) the force of the blow would still push the arm away from Javik and prevent any fancy trakata moves from impaling Javik, since this opponent had already demonstrated an annoying affinity for the practice.

 

[Khivas]

Khivas knew Cappi rather decently, and from what he knew of him thus far, he was rather adept with his lightsaber, and so far it was proving true as he had somehow managed to hold his own against Javik, an opponent that at one point actually posed a challenge to the Rogueish Knight.

This made Khivas grateful as it provided him an important, seconds long reprieve to devise a plan of action, allowing the man to take in the scene in front of him and think.

Walls, ceiling, tight, enclosed space. Durasteel fortifications, lights, one enemy in heavy combat armor, definite electronic equipment, one friendly in skeletal at best armor, both fighting vigorously to kill each other, only one who's focus wasn't entirely on the opponent in front him, only for sheer caution rather than the lack of it. Ceiling had a decent clearance despite the fact that it was a ship built for war, walls were capable of withstanding damn near anything.

Good.

Khivas has figured out his plan just as the fighting was really beginning turn ugly, so his movements would be swift, his hesitation vacant, and as his (L)hand reached to the pouch to draw out the ion charge, his other prepared his weapon, his eyes eyeing the ceiling as he took aim and primed the detonator, the oval cylinder flying up above the two warriors ahead of him towards the drab metal overhang.

"Cappi!" Khivas yelled, the single noun being all the warning he could muster in the moment as the device bounced off the ceiling with intense speed, and a split second later the device was behind both men, Javik the proposed meatshield for Cappi as the field of pure electrical energy rapidly expanded from the ion grenade, the energy set to fry the systems of Javik's armor and deliver a very nasty shock to his well being.

As this distraction/attack was initiated, Khivas himself would charge in, his saber blazing ahead ready to stab into the lower limbs of the Sith Warrior.