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[Rbatt]

Tattooine​

Rbatt sat next to his fire, it popped and cracked as it's flames whipped upwards softly every so often. Behind him not ten feet sat his Kihraxz, cold and powered down for now. The well known scalding sands of Tattooine lost much of their warmth at night, and paired with the pitch blackness of the horizon could leave lesser men torn between freezing and perceived isolation. Few would know it, but one was rarely truly alone in the deserts here.. though, Rbatt was convinced he may have been.

His roots were thick on this planet, generations of Tuskens leading down the line to him, they had all survived long enough to procreate before dying off on the harsh surface of Tattooine. Still though, as Rbatt sat in a meditative stance, feeling the living force around him, he began to feel it.. a presence, a dark cloud, turning to a sharp ping in the side of his skull.. he was not alone..

Rbatt's eyes opened..

@Die Shize

 

[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music OOC

Pitch black. A great way to define the night on Tatooine. There was nothing between the desert dunes to be seen, only truths and lies, and both were as naked as that Twi’lek that was taken last night.

How she screamed. Yes, but she loved it. Yes, but not at the end. Oh, quite right. A bit too bloody, if you ask me. But nobody is, silly.

Two suns. True enough. They ruled this world from their throne high in the sky during the day. When it came to night, well, they were dead; specks of stardust in the stars above. Yet not even those lights could guide the living or the dead in the darkness of the surface of the planet.

Darkness… A man said in his head. Can we… He began. Fill the abyss? With his very seed if he had his way. And her. His blessing. His curse.

In the distance, from the horizon, he crept in, silent, like his ship, Silence, stationed in some space further away. He was alone. If not lonely. He made little noise. A lonely, lonely voice…

Firelight dances; glimpses of its companion; both did beckon him in. That man. That Sith. It is what it is. He did not disguise his presence. Dark cloud. Sharp ping. Not a loud march, yet darkness he brings.

“Hello,” he greets as he comes close, approaching the fire. Brighter. Like her! Like the child! In the flames! When you threw her, Kayden Skyler! When you ripped her from her mother AND BURNED HER.

“Campsite looks nice.” Tone of voice quite like a ‘Hi’. A lonely, lonely voice. He stood head to toe in clothes: grey robes, hood low, countenance in neither a smile nor a grimace in the glow of the light.

“Are you hungry?” He asked the other guy. “I would be delighted to dine with you.” No lies in his eyes. Nothing to hide. Except everything. EXCEPT INSANITY. HATRED. YOU HATE ME. IT’S WHY YOU FLAYED ME. WHY? WHY? WHY?

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[Rbatt]

Rbatt hadn't been expecting company, it was rare that someone would among the dunes in the vast blackness of a tattooine night, the planet may have been populated, but teaming with life isn't exactly a description anyone would use for the sandy wastes..

The voice in the darkness called out not just sitting in it, but wrapped in, consuming it.. corruption, anger, and.. hate.. dripping off of him like miasma..

Rbatt rose to his feet, the robes over his flight suit parting in the middle to reveal his two blue lightsaber hilts, for the moment dangling from his hips. In their inert state they resembled little more than trinkets or parts off an old speeder, but those who knew and had seen them in action understood the lethality of such a weapon.

He considered making a run for his Kihraxz, it was only some ten or so feet from him, but even such a short distance did not change the time it would take to fire the beast up from its restful state. No.. retreat would not be an option here, and Diplomacy with those who weild the darker side of the force was usually fruitless at the vest of times..

Curious place to be traveling alone.. Rbatt would say, followed with One does not usually travel the dunes unless they know where they're going.. but of course all that would leave the mouth of the tusken was a deep guttural Arrrg aarrarrrhh Aarraaaagg Aarrraannaa aaaaarrggg.. With a few motioned hands that accompanied the speech of his people.

Rbatt's stance was defensive, but he hadn't made a move for either weapon yet, perhaps some sort of hope persisted inside him for a non-violent outcome of this chance encounter..

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[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music OOC

In its dusty robes, that Tusken Raider rose. Objects on its hips, trinkets, might be lightsaber hilts, but Kayden wasn’t really paying attention. He had, after all, come here to dine with this other guy beside the fire so alive with light in the night.

What are you going to do, brother?
There are voices in Kayden’s head.
Oh, big bro, what will you choose?
Taunting, tickling, yes, all of them.

To his question of whether the Tusken Raider was hungry, the latter answered with that trademark ‘rawr!-rawr!-rawr!’. Accompanied with the beats of his jazz hands. Indeed, onion ring.

It was Kayden’s own thought that time, his own voice. A lonely voice. A naked soul. All alone in the void, that circle so round, if somehow surrounded by voices he created, like his victims, or that invaded, like his sister, that bitch.

“Afraid I don’t have any bantha steak,” he responded. “Guess we’ll have to improvise, right?” Eyes on the Tusken guy.

Not even going to ask him for his autograph?
It wouldn’t be prudent of me. He cannot sing.
I know. It's just…I have no arms and legs, Kay.
Your fault for getting in the way of my blade.
NOOO. MOM. TELL HIM TO LET ME GOOO.

“Be QUIET!” Kayden looked left, looked right, stared off into the distance.
“Tell me you heard that,” he asked his companion. “What do they tell you?”
So have you decided yet? Any ideas? Tell me, Kayden. What is it that you choose?
“They tell me to do things but I only listen to me." He smiles. "I choose violence.”

No bantha steak? No problem. Didn’t need it anyway. Kayden isn’t a savage but he had to eat. With that, and with any weapons and armor hidden beneath his robes, he waved his right hand at the Tusken guy as if to say hi.

However, the result would be the Tusken being jerked into the fire, to burn in turn, as the flames would swallow him whole.

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[Rbatt]

Rbatt's breath was steady as he surveyed the stranger, though his heart began to beat ever harder as the wave of tension clumsily fell upon them. It was awkward at first, light and dark touching boundaries usually erupted in flashes of red and colours quickly, this though seemed to be delayed..

Many things were eaten out here in the wastes, and leave it to a human offworlder to only reference bantha.. Rbatt stereotyped the man before him, preparing to respond before being cut off by a loudly exclaimed demand for silence..

The man before Rbatt appeared to be talking to another, but Rbatt sensed no other presence.. despite that Rbatt still ventured a weary glance from side to side before settling his eyes back on the interloper.

Rbatt got off half an Arrahh.. before he was questioned..

Rbatt would squint his eyes slightly, this man must have delved the darkness and lost his sanity within, voices telling him to do things.. The madness within...

Rbatt's right hand would be filled with the hilt of his saber just before the madman would wave at him, sending Rbatt tumbling into the fire, his robes scratching the embers and filling his lungs with smoke for a brief second before Rbatt bounded out, flipping to land on the other side and igniting his saber at the same time, the blue light clashing with the yellow put off by the fire.

One saber lit, the other still on his hip, Rbatt similarly flicked his hand, sending one of the lit logs barreling through the air towards his attacker's face... it was on it, and Rbatt was determined to see another dark cloud wiped from the galaxy..

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[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music OOC

“Woah!” Kay exclaimed as his best friend of a Tusken flipped to the other side of the fire with his lightsaber in his grip, ignited it with that infamous -snap-hiss!- everybody loves. Anakin? I love him! WHAT?

Just then, from the dawn of blue, orange, yellow and red as the lightsaber hue fused with firelight, a flaming log came soaring toward the Sith standing at a bit of a distance.

From the flick of his opponent’s wrist, that log flipped so that the side of it was about to hit Kay in his face. An instant before that happened came the hiss of his own red blade, lightsaber ignited and gripped in his right fist.

It tore forth through that log, splitting it in half, both burning halves flying by either side of him. “BRILLIANT!” We agree. It was most exquisite. “An excellent throw, Brian!” Kayden congratulated his opponent just so.

“Now how about we fry some chicken and roast some children?” He twirled his blade, red light whirling with flourish. Huttball 148 all over again, hey? “RED TEAM! GO!”

So Kayden came. He burst forth but without the fury of the Force, relying on his own speed for the moment as he closed the distance, before his sword soared.

As he came within range, Kayden swung his right-handed weapon diagonally downward from his right to left to scorch through the Tusken’s chest beginning at his left trapezius.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rbatt]

It wasn't so much as confusion as it was sympathy that filled Rbatt's mind, the chaos that was erupting and spilling out of his opponent was surely hard to handle.. Nonetheless, this animal before him had likely terrorized parts of the galaxy, and needed to be removed from its existence..

Brian..? Rbatt thought,

Despite his training, and having quite the aptitude for the force, Rbatt was still acceptable at the best of times when it came to lightsaber combat, not that it would be east to tell as Rbatt raised his saber to block the man's incoming assault, holding it firm above them locked saber to saber while Rbatt's left hand became filled with his second saber..

Pointed straight at the man's navel Rbatt would ignite it, the familiar snap of dry ice on aluminum filled the air, his opponent would be pressed for time with his singular lit saber already tangled up as this one ignited..

There is still time for you.. Rbatt would exclam, hinting that he could show his attacker the light, but of course all that echoed off the sands was a throaty Arrghgghh aggrrgggg.. being a tusken often made it hard to communicate with the rest of the galaxy.

Telekinesis was Rbatt's strength, he through so he reached out over the distance and activated a couple of buttons on panel in his ship, the fore lights lighting up and some of the systems coming online. It would take time, longer so with Rbatt's majority of attention focused on standing and delivering...

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[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music OOC (Recurring)

Blade locks. Cinematic. A mistake, as it happened, and lost on Kayden. At the block, instead of keeping his blade pinned against his opponent’s, he withdrew it a moment after the connection. It took two to tango, after all, and this Sith had a bit of a different dance in mind.

From the side of his eye, his foe revealed another hilt. Toward the moment it ignited another blue hue, Kayden withdrew his blade and his body by sidestepping to his right. This meant he evaded the blade pointing straight at his belly button.

While sidestepping to his right, Kayden swung his saber downward on the Tusken’s left arm as it was engaged in its stab. At this moment, his opponent would be a bit distracted juggling two sabers at the same time as turning on the lights of his starship in the darkness.

Of which, the Sith had no mind to let this guy live long enough to escape, okay?

With his position at a further distance from his opponent’s right lightsaber, the Tusken might find it difficult to prevent Kayden’s blade from cleaving his left arm in two around its midsection.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rbatt]

Rbatt felt the release of the resistance in his right hand, and spotted the flurry as it was coming down hard at him, speed and strength of will paled as he pulled his arm back in, but not before the red light dug into, then through, his left hand.. his left handed saber fell to the ground, deactivating as it do so, along with four of his fingers, leaving a nub with a thumb sticking out of the end of his left arm, the meat of his hand having been disintegrated in the process.

A terrible scream left Rbatt's mouth, as he shot backwards, the force propelling him faster than any normal being could move, shaking his left arm from the pain, Rbatt held it up.. an unintentional thumbs up pointing at his opponent.

Nubed but not forgotten, Rbatt forcefully waved his arm, as each of the remaining logs became airborn from his fire, all quickly flying toward the man who'd taken his hand from him. The darkness would set as the fire was put out, the only light now from their sabers and those of Rbatt's ship. In a quick whirl, Rbatt also swung his right arm about to point the tip of his saber towards the man..

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[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music OOC

Kayden’s saber might have connected with his opponent’s wrist had the Tusken attempted to withdraw his arm back toward him, but the hand was good enough. A scream pumped into the Sith’s eardrums.

Scream… That one word was an echo that lasted a million moments in less than a fraction of a split second—whatever that meant. If it was possible for time to stop in that moment then it did, as Kayden was taken back to the past in an instant.

The captain of Silence had long since determined it was worthless to clean the floors of his ship, so he painted the hull red to better hide the blood. He surmised that the stains were the best way to fuel the engines of his essence anyway.

Screams. The naked men, women and children, as Kayden inserted the blade between the topmost layer of skin and the flesh beneath, and peeled. It was never enough to hear their anguish. He had to feel it. What other purpose was there to existence? He would question Darkness.

Back in the moment, Kayden’s opponent summoned the remnants of his fire at his enemy. All lights off now, save for his ship, as naught but darkness surrounded the Tusken and the Sith.

Red light. Blue light. Illuminating the night. Perhaps agony fueled the Tusken like energy for engines, but there was a reason Kayden kept his left hand free.

He swung it, sending some logs hurtling in another direction, stepping backwards, swinging his lightsaber to cleave through the brothers and sisters soaring toward him.

“Can you hear them?” Kayden would beckon unless interrupted. “Trillions of voices in the void that is this galaxy…” The stars above them, brighter amid a dead fire, lightsabers and a ship’s lights.

“They all call to me…screaming…begging me to flay the very fabrics of space…for there is no other way…”

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[Rbatt]

Rbatt watched, but focused elsewhere, as his opponent knocked some of the logs out of the air, and batted down a few more with his saber. Rbatt was busy reaching through the force, the ships systems were mostly online now, and finally the engines began to whurr to life, the onboard computers beeping as it did so. His ship, a Kihraxz assault starfighter, sat ready now to Rbatt's right, and his opponents left.

Deaf ears would be the only witnesses to the madman's ramblings on about the void, once the ship was online Rbatt knew his next move, this was afterall his element...

In a dual movement Rbatt holstered his lightsaber, the light drawing back into the hilt as be did so, his nub of a left hand manipulated the force to send a full wave of sand from the ground below to engulf his opponent, from the ground his dropped saber flew to his newly free right hand and ignited again. All the while Rbatt had taken a few more steps towards the cockpit of his ship, the sand would not be damaging, but would definitely serve to block line of sight for a least a moment...

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[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music OOC

There is no light in the void...only shadow...and the ghost of a voice...

Lights on a ship. A pilot for its cockpit. It had taken little imagination for Kayden to reckon what his opponent wanted in the distance. Not so distant, no; close enough to serve as no mere distraction.

Tusken’s saber no longer active, and only an idiot would not expect some trick from this. Either Kayden’s opponent was ready to surrender or he had given in to another element. He did the latter.

A whirlwind of dust and dirt circled Kayden, as the ground beneath him opened as if to drown him. Instead of battling gravity, the Sith did the opposite: he jumped up and away to escape.

He landed a distance to his left, toward the Tusken’s ship, who as expected was moving toward it. Blue light. Red light. Either saber ignited, at contrast, like this was a dance between a Jedi and a Sith.

“Who are you?” Kayden was curious. Amid his question, maybe his foe would attempt to get closer to his ship, but it would be met with violence if he wanted it.

“I am Kayden Skyler. Of the Sith Order, technically speaking.” He shrugged. “A means to an end though. Their creed is piss and shit to me. I have my own code.” He grinned. “Break the elbows, bend the knees, do whatever the fuck I please.”

Teehee!
Eeehee!
Come to me!
Yes! Come see!

@Mad Dog

 

[Rbatt]

Timing was unfortunate, but before the last grain of sand even returned to the ground Rbatt found himself face to face with the man once again. A quiet disgruntled groan left Rbatt's throat. The pain in his left hand starting to subside, probably adrenaline pushing the feeling away..

Kayden... Rbatt thought. Even the Sith Order had some sort of requirements for entry, didn't they? The madness seething out of this man's every pore seemed to Rbatt to be counter intuitive to the whole Order part of their unimaginative name..

Rbatt Hyùk.. Rbatt would say his name only, it seemed pointless to lie, or hide his identity, Rbatt knew if he could just get to his ship that this Sith would never live to tell anyone about it anyway..

Rbatt began back stepping, his saber still between the two of them, though he did not stop at the cockpit, and was now illuminated by the lights of his ship.. What ends would justify that sort of means.. Rbatt would ask.. though again, the barking sounds of a Tusken voice filled the air..

The dust had settled, save for the few grains that had found home on the clothing of Rbatt's attacker, with the flames gone the only sounds about were their voices and the gentle whurr of Rbatt's ship.

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[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music OOC (Recurring)

The Force had allowed the Sith to soar from the quicksand like a Sarlacc pit. Kayden, that is, given his explanation of what the Sith Order meant to him. Not so different in ideology, really, given that any true Sith did what suited their needs but, truly, order existed to serve chaos.

Chaos. Darkness. That was the purpose of existence. Kayden Skyler would break a thousand clouds, taste the blood and flesh of a hundred dead, and more and more and more. He would plow into whores and through scores of a million denizens, and even better that his name was so unheard of at the moment.

The Tusken coughed some response that, admittedly, was lost on Kayden. He didn’t give a shit who his opponent is. He was just making conversation. The coward who had managed to get his fingers chopped off insisted on backstepping. So be it.

“Tell me…” Kayden began, raising his left hand. “How can you fly a ship without a cockpit?” At that, he suddenly lifted his right hand, ripping his saber from his grip, sending it flipping toward said cockpit.

What was its canopy made of? Titanium and transparisteel. Right. One saber-throw later and there goes the window, shattering like glass unless otherwise protected.

Like a boomerang, the saber would return to its wielder after cutting through, unless prevented. Yet, Kayden kind of hoped his opponent would react to this. The saber-throw was just as much of a distraction for whatever would happen next.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rbatt]

Finally his opponent had started to play Rbatt's game, a few more steps backward before he loosed his saber.. Rbatt grabbed the hilt with shot it like a cannon into the blackness.. sweat beading and dripping down his covered forehead, if Rbatt had had two hands the man's saber would have been in his possession, but the recent loss of that asset forced Rbatt to adjust his technique..

Rbatt actually smirked, perceiving himself to have the upperhand, not that it could be seen under his covered face. But at least for the moment the man was disarmed, the light of his saber extinguishing in the distance, the hilt landing who knows where..

The order must not have taught you not to let go of your blade... Rbatt barked, fully knowing he had just unintentionally done the same a few moments ago, but he had intentionally released hold of his blade, a difference Rbatt used to justify his superiority in his own head.

Rbatt beckoned with his nubbed hand for his opponent to approach, now that he was ahead of his ship, it's lights now shining on their new battlefield..

@Die Shize

 

[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music OOC

Kayden would have thought that his opponent had learned not to overplay his…position. Overconfidence, however, was the name of this game. Overall, Kayden was in less of a rush than his opponent. This wasn’t business. It was a distraction at best, and he wasn’t the one who was wounded.

Kay let go of his blade…for the moment. Yet didn’t Jedi and Sith have a connection with their weapon to beckon it back to them in an instant whatever the distance? Perhaps, but that mattered little and less at this junction.

The Sith taught Kayden a bit. The Force taught him to let go more than the Sith did. He approached his opponent on two feet, two hands free.

Just a puppet.
An experiment.
Why do we itch?
Can I scratch it?

“Do you hear that?” Kayden asked his opponent who still had to enter his ship in order to fly it. This wasn’t permitted. “Thunder…” His eye twitched. “A storm is coming…”

It didn’t matter if the Tusken couldn’t hear it. Hear it! See it! Feel it! Be it! Reality wasn’t even real to begin with. Awaken. Imagination. Flay it. Break it! BECOME THE SITH.

“BRIGHT AS FIRELIGHT!

With that, power exploded from Kayden’s right hand where once a lightsaber hilt had filled its grip. Lightning, not blue, but red as a bleeding welkin, crimson and scarlet, flying forth and forking toward the Tusken to hit him in his chest.

Meanwhile, Kayden's left hand was kept free, but it could move in a heartbeat. He sensed a presence in the distance, lifeless, but a weapon, whether a hilt, was built for life as much as death.

A Sith had more than one trick up his sleeve. A Sith's power was boundless. That is what they teach. Yet they were fools. Tools. Whores on the floor. True power? It belonged to neither Jedi nor Sith, but one person: Darkness. And Kayden would bring it.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rbatt]

Rbatt groaned and grunted as he beckoned the force to push this oddly coloured lightning into a single point that he could block with his lightsaber.. Unfortunately the unpredictability of such an element would result in multiple wisps of it randomly diverging and burning their way up Rbatt's arm, some even licking up as far as his neck.

Rbatt's back foot dug into the sand as all he had was the effort to defend against this onslaught of darkside power.. powerful, but draining, lightning was definitely a force to be reckoned with.

Rbatt's playbook was was failing him thus far, it was time for a switch up.. once the lightning died off Rbatt would fling his saber, the same way his opponent had just a moment before, a spinning rod of death would make its way towards his opponent, at the same time Rbatt would charge, his second saber flying from his clipped position into his remaining hand, activating while he did so, and preparing to bring it down hard on his opponent's head. The two prong attack would be in quick succession, leaving little room for error..

@Die Shize

 

[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music OOC

What a show! Look at that lightning go! Not your usual blue but there was a bit of a rainbow in lightning variety like green, white, black, yellow and red. And there’s your canon, Anakin. “UNLIMITED POW— Oh.”

His lightning died out. Truth be told, Kayden didn’t want this fight to end anytime soon. What else was he going to do with his life? The Sith lived for this shit. Might as well have fun with it. Didn’t have to toss his saber into the wind. Twice the excitement, however, and there’s your unbridled violence, children!

Whatever that meant. Just then, the Tusken tossed his lightsaber toward Kayden, the weapon flying faster than the attacker would arrive to strike him with his other one.

In that instant, with both hands free after the bite of lightning, Kayden redirected the airborne lightsaber toward him and thank you, Brian.

Still ignited, the hilt filled Kayden’s two-handed grip, and a moment later the Tusken swung at his head while on Coruscant someone ate a muffin. The Sith wielded a lightsaber with a blue blade in a moment of realization. He was no Sith! I AM A JEDI!

“FOR SKYWALKER!” Kayden cried as he swung his lightsaber upward into his opponent’s own. They would crash and crack.

However, Brian likely swung one-handed given the state of his other hand. Kayden would overpower his opponent’s swing for a moment, parrying it away.

Just then, Kayden withdrew his blade from his opponent’s, swinging it downward toward Brian’s arm whose hand held his saber.

Kayden’s blade would sever through flesh and bone anywhere between the wrist and forearm, and ultimately detach Brian’s second weapon from his person.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rbatt]

Rbatt's knees hit the sand, his severed arm landing a few feet away his last saber clutched in now foreign hand that seemed to familiar to Rbatt.. his head swirled, the sudden dead end of veins and arteries that used to run through his right arm now backing all his blood up to other areas of his body, most notably his head..

Little of the world around him made sense, but he could still piece together a part of his old plan.. Fire.. he muttered, the sounds of a downtrodden mutt, or half clubbed seal leaving his mouth... it took much of his remaining focus to activate all the firing devices in the cockpit of his ship, the two heavy laser canons turning sand to glass, and the ion cannon bouncing uselessly off the sand ahead. All this send clouds of sand flying in various directions, until a second later a proton torpedo fired out of the ship and buried itself in the sand not more than ten feet to Rbatt's right side.

Rbatt looked up from his kneeling position and did the one thing this human thing would understand since their interaction started, he laughed lazily. If he couldn't light up the darkness... he'd at least blow it away..

@Die Shize

 

[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music OOC

There goes the elbow…
Spoke a not so lonely voice.
Oh no… We do have company.
Many voices in Kayden’s void.
So many choices. So many noises.
So many screams. So much blood.
PUMPING. SQUEALING. FLAYING.

In heartbeats. Shattering. Breaking.
The moments, the instants. Floating.
Weightlessly. So naked. And drifting.
In reality, time flies by. No imagining.

On his knees, the Tusken must be in agony, but this was nothing. Kayden wasn’t done with him. This wasn’t the end yet. He wasn’t finished.

Hmm, neither is he, it seems.
Oh, yes. We do agree. Hmm?
AN EXPLOSION, GOOD SIR.
“OHOHOHO! FIREWORKS!”

Kayden couldn’t help but crack up. His opponent wanted to laugh? The Sith understands. Or the Jedi. The guy in grey robes anyway.

So, between random trajectories, and the Force at his fingertips, Kayden went to the safest place on this pile of shit called a planet. He went for the very same location those lasers and missiles were coming from.

He went UNDERNEATH the ship given its one-occupant cockpit and no karkin’ hangar, darn it.

He didn’t go alone though. As he flew, forming a storm of his own, tearing through the maddened wind, he brought a friend in tow, curling his fingers through the air and hurling the Tusken BENEATH the ship with him. There where they would be alone.

Those fireworks could burn the earth for all Kayden could care, yet they wouldn’t be aiming at their own cannons as the pair of Jedi and Sith would find the surface of the dirt.

That other lightsaber flying into the Sith's grip, he would would beckon the Tusken with a sudden question.

“Do you have any children?”

@Mad Dog