Ussej Padric Bac vs. Darth Jetzt

[Brandon Rhea]

*Ussej ducked down under the remains of a Republic tank, avoiding the barrage of laser fire raining down all around him. The battlefield of Alzoc III was hectic, to say the least. In the distance, Sith soldiers under the command of Darth Jetzt slaughtered their way through the native Talz species. Knowing he couldn’t stay in one place for long, he ran back out into the snow field of the frigid world, running across the dominant hard-pack snow coverings. Amazingly, he was able to look up and look almost directly at the star Alzoc, its distance from the planet being the obvious reason as to why the planet had such harsh temperatures.

As he made his way to the top of a ridge to overlook the battle, he tripped over the corpse of one of the Talz, a large and furry species that had a surprisingly high level of intelligence. In the distance, he could still hear their high-pitched chirps. Above him, Republic and Sith ships engaged in dogfights. Hundreds of deadly laserbolts made their way from all of the vessels, causing mass destruction to both sides.

An explosion from a crashed fighter rocked the very ground he stood on, causing the ground to collapse from under him. Before falling, he called upon the power of the Force and channeled it to flow like a calm and peaceful waterfall on Naboo, using it to force himself abnormally high into the air and onto a ridge above. He removes his hood, the scar on the left side of his face still burning from the battle weeks earlier, now only magnified by the harsh conditions.

As he stood and watched over the ensuing battle, the specter of evil closed in upon him as he sensed the presence of the Dark Lord of the Sith himself. His blue blade, the color of life itself, came to life in his hands. He would not make the first move, to be sure. He did not have to worry about changing his mind either, as what he had heard about his soon-to-be-opponent told that he was someone who would not hesitate while trying to kill a Jedi Knight.*

 

[Jetzt]

::: The menacing shape moved ever closer. Jetzt knew his stealth game would no longer be of use in such an environment, he had been felt, it was time for confrontation.

He strolls confidently into view, crushing the blazing ashes of the fighter wing beneath his feet, watching it crumble under his power. :::

"Enjoying your stay here on Alzoc III, Master Jedi?" He grinned, waiting for a reaction.

 

[Brandon Rhea]

*As he turned around, he finally saw the dark and shadowed face of the specter of evil that had loomed in the area for some time. Watching as he stepped upon and crushed the burning, red-hot ashes under his feet, he could not help but feel that the Dark Lord was showing off. It was no surprise to him, as trying to become bigger than and frighten an enemy combatant was a true Sith tactic, albeit one that would fail upon the current battlefield.

Stepping forward, he removed his robe and held his blade defensively at his side, still waiting for the dark warrior to strike against him. The knife he carried was safely snug within his boot, waiting to be used if the need were to arise. As the sarcastic comment came forth out of the tall, muscular and dark-skinned man’s mouth, Ussej could not help but feel disgusted at not only the cliché, but at the poor attempt at humor as well.*

“Is this how the Sith attempt to anger their so-called ‘prey’ now? Really, my Lord, I can’t help but be disappointed.”

 

[Jetzt]

"Oh please, Jedi!" he snapped "I say what needs to be said and affirm what needs to be done... philandering with your decrepit mind isn’t a form of entertainment, its a personal responsibility to test those that stand before me. Does one honestly believe that these surroundings we grace are..." He pauses, noticing the Jedi's stance and blade. "Prepared for combat are we? Now, that does surprise me... most Jedi would not take up such a position of defense until they, themselves, are attacked."

::: The figure strolls ever closer to the Master Jedi, glaring into his quivering eyes as he focuses on the fear that clouds his judgment. Nose to nose, the Sith looks down upon his opponent, gazing with rage and grinding his teeth :::

"There is no need for defense when you are the one who will strike first!" he predicted, "Attack me, scum... attack me and protect yourself against inevitable destruction!"

 

[Brandon Rhea]

*Calming his annoyance and coming anger and hatred for the Lord of the Sith through the Force, Ussej did not so much as even blink to acknowledge him as the Sith flaunted what he no doubt believed to be terrifying words and rhetoric. Ussej was far from impressed. Where Jetzt wanted to make a big show, Ussej was there for one thing and one thing only: the inevitable fall of the Empire of the Sith.*

“Does slinging foolish Sith rhetoric and nonsense in my face bring you a sense of pride and honor or do you honestly think it's angering me?”

 

[Jetzt]

"No, my Jedi foe..." He backed away, constantly keeping eye contact with Ussej, "...The pride and honor shall come to me when I dispose of you!"

::: Pulling back on his thick black robe and unhooking the long metalic shaft from his belt, Jetzt holds down the button and slowly watches a bright beam of scarlot light ignite from the tip. His illuminated face once again greets the gaze of the Jedi who stands oposite. :::

"Battle is guarenteed but you will make the first move..."

 

[Brandon Rhea]

*Ussej deactivated his lightsaber and moved it to his side, becoming very passive in his mannerisms as he subtly backed away some.*

"I will not strike at you. It is not in my nature."

 

[Jetzt]

::: With one swift kick to the knee, the Jedi falls to the ground :::

"If you refuse to attack, may I suggest that you beg for mercy?"

::: Another smirk takes its effect as the Sith gradually directs his sabre beam beneath the chin of his fallen enemy :::

 

[Brandon Rhea]

OOC: You can't auto hit me, even when it's purely physical.

 

[Dexington]

ooc: This is true.

 

[Jetzt]

OOC: If there is a disagreement or stalemate I can. You walked back, denying Jetzt and forcing him to react. You have to try and make the RP satisfying and enjoyable to read... no need to complain about it when we both know you will find a way to reverse the situation.