Concrete Jungle

[Abigail Nimbus]

The Arena was fairly simple, a simple platform with an electrified cage surrounding it, a simple environment for a simple event. Abi couldn't help but pulse with excitement at the prospect, finally a good fight. No blasters (well, maybe), just a good ole fashioned sword fight, but she had digressed long enough.

She was currently wearing a set of Black Jedi Dueling Armor, with a 4C Blaster Pistol holstered and A Vibrosword in her right hand. She had never been in many fights with a real opponent before, so this was a good chance to get a feeling for what it was really like.

@StratusGold

 

[Tendr’sh]

Tendr’sh stepped into the ring, the fence igniting behind him, as the two were sectioned off from the outside world for the duration of their fight. He wore his regular leather sash across his torso, with his emerald green lightsaber in his right hand, waiting for the ignition to be depressed and for the fight to begin. The Neti didn’t feel as if anything else was necessary for the occasion, for he had his weapon (his life, as some might say), his strong connection to the force, and his wits about him. Hopefully, things would go well for him.

Hopefully.

He strengthened his stance, planting his feet firmly into the sandy ground, steeled his gaze, and brought his lightsaber to bear, ready to begin. He waited patiently for the large green light on the display above to illuminate, which would signal the start of the fight between the two complete strangers that stood across from one another.
@TheBrokenMadMan

 

[Abigail Nimbus]

Abigail planted her feet in the ground, her right foot leading while her left fell behind at a 45 degree angle. She brought her sword up in front of her, ready to defend if she was attacked. Looking him up and down, she could see some possible strategies, especially considering their dispositions.

Immediately, Abigail was moving, sprinting toward the 14 foot tree, the force propelling her feet further and further. If nothing stops her or causes her to use her sword to defend herself, she would sidestep to the tree's left and swipe straight across her immediate chest front. He had around 9 feet on her, so she just barely reached the height of one of his legs. One slash would either sever or severely damage the leg, either way, he would be pressed to defend himself.