A Friendly Altercation

[Michael Scott]

Achilles opened his eyes and found himself sweating and floating in the middle of his room, he had awaken from the nightmare that holds him hostage. Unlike other nightmares this one had been happening for a while. The reason is simple, the nightmare was reality. The out of body experience had shown himself in the cantina in which he had seen with his own eyes, the one where he saw the death of the Emperor. Only in his dream, he saw the death of his mentor, the one who was responsible for the training he had received. Often, Antares thinks he and his team were sent on the mission to be spared; only they will never know since most of the staff were killed on Bastion. Tonight, like every other night, Antares would go to the training room and work out his feelings; he hadn't had a full nights rest since the day it happened, far too long.

Making his way to the training bay, Antares tried to clear his mind, and like every other night it didn't work. So finally he donned his armor, grabbed a training saber and entered the room. He planned on practicing his moves that would be sure to kill any Sith he encountered swiftly, the Ataru form.

 

[Black Noise]

Mira entered the training room like she always did, slowly, and blindly. She was not using the force to sense and observe around her, and she did not see the other Knight in the room. She yawn and picked up her saber-staff, still allowing herself to be blind, and ignited both ends. She took up a classic Ataru stance and began rushing forward.

She flipped up and stuck at the air, directly in front of Achilles. She did not see him, nor did she know he was there. But if he didn't move, she would most likely clip his clothing.

 

[Michael Scott]

Antares was in the middle of his strike pattern when the female knight took him by surprise, it was likely she was suffering from insomnia like he was, so he let his strikes continue and blocked her attack with his standard pattern. Like every other good lightsaber-wielder, Antares had his own chain of moves that was sure to keep him in the fight. Each move was carefully inserted to make them more efficient than they would be on their own. From the basic strike to a flurry of attacks, Achilles' own was proven to be effective in combat; in his dreams at least.

"Knight," Antares said as he backed off, "let's duel."

 

[Black Noise]

Mira snapped to attention when she felt her blade being countered, someone else was in the room! She opened her eyes through the force and focused on her opponent. Leaping back, she quickly blocked off the few practiced strikes sent at her and said.
"I would love to duel, and I'm sorry, I did not know anyone was in here..."

She took up a different stance this time, Juyo, the passionate form. She was using this as a chance to control her emotions, as such was the current problem she was facing. She leapt at him, determined to gain the advantage, and spun her lightsaber in a pinwheel motion. She carefully guarded herself, so should he block, she could back up easily and out of the way of a counter-attack. Should he try to cut her staff down the middle, she would be able to cut his arm off before he got close enough to do so.

 

[Michael Scott]

"Don't apologize," Antares answered as he took his own stance. Upon Mira leaping, Antares took the defensive and blocked her attacks and ended up pushing her blade out of the way and following through with an upward horizontal slash moving slow enough for her to dodge it.

 

[Black Noise]

Mira effortlessly ducked under his attack and brought one end of her saber screaming towards Antares back as she moved behind him. Her mind was becoming more clouded, she would need to switch to Ataru if she became too involved.

 

[Michael Scott]

While slicing up, Antares thought of the the knight who taught him everything, also one of the many who died on Bastion and ended up slipping on the floor brought his blade into a defensive position in case Mira took advantage of his fall. Antares reminded himself there's not anything he could've done and focused back on the moment and moved to stand up.

 

[Black Noise]

Mira withdrew immediately, she would not strike at her opponent while he was defenseless, they were on the same side. Though it was difficult to hold off her instinct to immediately attack him. Stepping back, she twirled her sabers and switch to Ataru, saying.
"Your move."