Krevin Verelda, Bloodlust Unquelched

[Omegilla]

Krevin knew that too become powerful enough to quelch his want for blood, and to someday learn the truth about himself, he would need to join the Bogan, he was his only way to it. He sat in the Temples hall, sitting in a chair as he awaited for his appointed master to appear.

"Artus Prime, a planet so far away that neither major governments will come forth to deal with it. I will take what I need and want from this place, and then leave it like a old toy... they think they can strike fear and force loyalty through threats of death..."

 

[Mars]

Aiden walked into the temple. He was returning now from the assault on the Jedi temple and would begin training a young man named Krevin Verealda.

I hope he can handle a blade.

Dressed in his black robes Aiden said only word as he detected his new appentice through the Force. There was only one other person in the room, a Crusader who had a force signature Aiden recognized.

"Stand up." He said, the words coming out rather rudely and to the point.

"Why are you here? Why are you worthy of training? Can you use a vidroblade?" Aiden asked. The last question was paticularly important, Aiden was a Form II user and spent countless hours obsessing over and perfecting his duelist form. If this acolyte was garbage in close combat he didn't deserve continued training any way.

 

[Omegilla]

Krevin rose, taking off his hood, his dark skin matching almost seamlessly with the walls about him, and looked to Aiden, somewhat interested in the lack of eyes.

"Not more then 5 years ago on a hunt, I along with 14 other men fought and killed 30 beasts. We were armed solely with wooden sharpened swords, of sorts. 10 of the men died, and when I discovered my bloodlust..."

It is there he emphasizes the word, Bloodlust, he gets a sick pleasure from it, a different kind of lust for it, not out of need to kill, but simply to see the blood, the bone.

"That I then slew the other 4 personally. I then killed the rest of my homely little town... so yes, close quarters is almost all I know..." Edit: Btw he is not a crusader, I am getting the idea you think he is. Just saying.

 

[Mars]

(( I know he isnt, I put an Npc in the room so your guy didnt seem like a total freak sitting in a room by himself.))

"Do you have any formal training using a blade? If so, elaborate." Aiden said. "And if you must know I am a Miraluka, explaining the lack of eyes, don't stare. I can still see you though, and will know when you move."

 

[Omegilla]

<OOC: Ahh, alright :p>

He twitches his middle finger a bit, almost raising it up to Aiden, but then stops this motion.

"The village I had called 'Home' taught me a sword combat, they say a Jedi once came and taught them it long ago, they called it... "Jar Kai" in those times."

 

[Mars]

Aiden is slightly annoyed by his appentice now. He is not out right disrespctful but perhaps was a bit over confident. Sparring would solve that problem. Aiden tossed him a sword and wordlessly pulled his own.

Aiden struck first, an spinning right overhand slash followed by a center stab. The blades were dulled enough to avoid deaths but would still hurt like hell to get hit with,

 

[Omegilla]

Krevin caught the blade with ease, but when he caught the movement of his Masters hand to his own blade, he quickly unsheathed his. He blocked the first blow, but less of a block and more of a deflect, as he stumbled backward from the force. When the center stab came, he flipped his blade onto its flat, wider side, catching the blade once again. This sent him, from stumbling backward, to flat on his back, he then made a sweeping kick for the Mirulakas legs.

 

[Mars]

Aiden was suprised at the ease of which he dropped the young man. He steped back from the kick attempt and stepped foward. He launched a series of three downward slashes and stabs. From attempting the kick his pitiful opponent was left lying on his back and off balance.

"Come one Acolyte. Prove you deserve to be here!" Aiden said as he attacked.

 

[Omegilla]

At this Krevin did a number of moves. At the first of the 3 attacks, he rolled up onto his shoulders, dodging the first attack, where he then rolled onto his side, swinging his legs back under him, prepping his sword he shifted back into a defensive stance, dodging and blocking the other attacks. He then lunged at his master in a thrusting form, making 3 consecutive strikes.

 

[Mars]

Aiden leaned out of the way of the first two strikes and parried the final one. At this and seeing his opponents open face, he launched an elbow strike that would land cleanly on his jawline unless he dove to the floor and really left himself open.

You had to break someone down before you could build them up.

 

[Omegilla]

Krevin saw the elbow coming, he saw what he believed to be a very painful ordeal. His thoughts raced on what to do, he came across the day he fell 15 feet onto a moving hover-car, how he wished to withstand the blow, how he felt the Force hear him, and reply.

As the elbow came in, it collided with his face, at the chin, but somehow, he felt the elbow hit, it.... didn't hurt. Masters elbow still was there, in his chin, but it didn't hurt, he felt the Force with him aswell. For Aiden, the elbow colliding with this acoyltes chin would feel, like him slamming his forehead into durasteel, except the pain is from the elbow down. He now saw his chance to strike an opening that he could use to atleast hit his master.

He quickly slides off the elbow, falling forward, the momentum, and the swing of his swordarm, make for a powerful and almost undodgable strike, due to the short distance between them.<OOC: Sorry for taking so long, real life :/>

 

[Mars]

Aiden damn near broke his elbow across his acolytes chin, the same elbow he used to beat a trandoshan into a bloody pulp during his own training, and he was uneffected. This one was a tough bastard to even be concious right now.

Aiden brought his own blade down to stop his acolytes, for he had used the arm without the sword to launch his attack.

"That is enough." He said. "Are you aware you just used the force?" Aiden asked his acolyte as he realised what just happened.

 

[Omegilla]

<OOC: Btw, the force ability being used is not like Force Armor, while I would have him learn it eventually. Aiden would probably sense that aswell.> Like a wraith he recovers, rolls, and keeps his sword on his Master

"It is odd, I have used the Force in the past, but I have no control over it. It is the reason I am here."

Still keeping his blade pointed at his master, he awaits his reply.

 

[Mars]

Aiden used his telekenisis to pull the sword from Krevins hand.

"Hmmm.. Do you know how to meditate or Do I need to help you with that?" Aiden asked.

 

[Omegilla]

He snarls at this.

"I'm sure I can, question is, can an old man like you do so without falling asleep? What will you do now, strike me down while I can't fight back?"

 

[Mars]

(((That was not very intelligent,))

"You will learn respect, young fool. I am no old man." Aiden said. He launched force lightning at the poor kid, he would have no way of stoping it and Aiden would render him unconcious. This kid was too rebellious and needed breaking before he could learn.

 

[Omegilla]

<OOC: :P> Krevin resists for only a moment, and immediately succumbs, his body dropping to the floor. He lays there motionless, his new robes now burn and with holes, Aiden can tell the boy will probably whine about that in the future.

 

[Mars]

Aiden looked down at the poor boy. He could care less.

Kriffing idiot

He slung the acolyte over his shoulder and set him down in a chair. A series of slaps would wake him..

"Learn being a smartass won't fly here yet?" Aiden said, shaking his head. Well at least he had emotion which was good.

 

[Omegilla]

After a couple rounds of slapping, Krevin opens his eyes, he looks fiercely at his Master, blocking his face from another slap.

"It....seems I was right..."

 

[Mars]

Aiden smiled, a devilish grin.

"You are one tough bastard, I will not begrudge you that. Now stand. Go find out our code, memorize it, and be prepared to explain it. This part is boring and sucks but you MUST know the code. You will live by it for the rest of your life." Aiden said. He actually was semi-proud of his acolyte for taking the lightning, which must have caused an inordinate amount of pain.