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[Cheriss Ktrame]

So much for trying to talk some sense into him. Drane didn’t seem to have any left of it, and Cheriss was about at her wit’s end. When he finished his sentence about fish, she dismissed him as too far gone to be brought back, and that was that. The tango would go on, but she wouldn't hold back.

His right foot went forward, and Cheriss’ left went back. When Drane’s right saber came for her hip, she pulled her right arm back to block it, letting the saber absorb most of the impact. Stepping to her right as she pushed her sword arm forward, it left her left side somewhat open to attack. However, to compensate she kept her left hand behind her back, ready to send a Force push or another lightning strike back in case he were to aim there next.

Just then, she felt something try to grab that very arm, and she realized that it was one of the Joiners who’d gotten close. Kriff. She turned around just slightly, sending what was more of a half-push at the man. It was enough to get him to back off, but it meant that she was now closer to the engines than she would have liked. She focused back on Drane, keeping her saber in front of her as she readied herself to parry.

@Die Shize

 

[Drane T'keen]

Spoiler: Music OOC

TANGO!
NOT
JUDO
CHOP!

DRANE!
SLAY!
O OKAY!

O A D
ORLY

His right foot went forward.
Her left foot went backward.
His right saber came for her.
His left to right, her at his left.

She stepped to her right as
Sword-arm pushes of a man.
Her left side is open to attack.
Somewhat. Her left hand’s back.

A woman assumes a charitable stance.
A man does enjoy this dueler’s dance.
She pushes his right lightsaber back.
Upon them both striking in impact.

Just then, he transfers pressure to his left saber.
It crosses hers horizontally. At the same time, he
Now has his right sword free. As this is happening
Cheriss’ left arm crosses a Force push. A blade arcs.

That blade is Drane’s.
His right sword swings
Out of, from beneath.
A Sith’s, Cheriss Ktrame.

His right sword arcs
From his left to right
To again tear apart
Left hand, not right.

Cheriss Choo-Train might just be
Coming out of her Force push.
Her arm would in turn be burning.
Courtesy of Drane’s lightsaber.

And it would soar up from beneath.
Blade of -hum!- but not of -cling!-
Into Cheriss’ left forearm and eat.
Or into her wrist if she retracts it.

@Sicadorito

 

[Cheriss Ktrame]

As Drane’s right blade kept her lightsaber occupied, Cheriss saw his left saber swing from her right to left toward her other arm. At the same time, she would take a small step backward with her left leg and turn her hand upwards as if she would catch the blade.

Channeling the Force again, she would release enough of a push to keep the blade from meeting flesh. Her hand was just inches away from the plasma, but the extra second it bought her was more than enough for her to twist her own blade enough so that it would catch both of Drane’s. Now she had both her hands on her hilt, and for a brief moment she would meet his eyes.

“I won’t forget this.” With that, she would look up, grab onto one of the half-broken pipes with the Force, and pull. Taking one hand off her saber, she would send the metal flying at Drane before she finally backed into the doorway. The Joiners made the mistake of standing there, and with a single smooth swing, she cut the remaining two down and began to head for the escape pods. It was a pity that Drane couldn’t come along.

@Die Shize

 

[Drane T'keen]

Spoiler: Music OOC

Sparks on blades.
Hearts engaged.
SLAY, DRANE.
O RED PAINT.

“JOIN US”
Cried Us!
Among Us
That game!
The Joiners!
To warriors!
But Drane has
Already joined.
Not…a fact…
A man is mad.
Mad as in madness.
But not like a dragon.

“I won’t forget this.” -Cheriss.
“Won’t forget what, Cheriss?”
Asks Drane, fairly perplexed.
Am I a comma in a sentence?
“I won’t forget your pretty eyes.”
That metal pipe strikes his head.
And our warrior falls on his chest!
Drane’s on the floor but not dead!

“JOIN US”
CHORUS.
“It hurts…”
A headache!
On a Drane!
IN A DRAIN.
“...It burns!”

His is a pounding skull.
Amid surrounding souls.
No, they’re soulless beings.
Joiners. The heartless things.
Drane, yes, he might be a Sith.
But he does yet possess a passion.
Drane has proven he can flick a wrist.
T’keen has shown a lightsaber can kiss.
He isn’t alone. He was shown too by Cheriss.
Lying on his chest, hands then begin to grab him.
As a lady leaves him, hands roll him and then roll his
Body to be on his back instead of his chest. And he grins.
It's just an instant but it looks like this guy in the below pic.

Spoiler

And a man like Drane has good reason for it.
Not merely grinning, the Force he is casting.
As bodies pile atop him kind of like rugby.
Force push them off then cast lightning!

And the Joiners go flying!
Drane's head is clanging!
Kinda keeps Drane sane!
"CHERISS, I'M COMING!"

And a Sith gets up just then!
Drane, a warrior of the red sun!
Silver sliver in hair, fire and blood!
But, nope, Drane is not a Targaryen!
Burning Joiners, then fly like a dragon!

O how that darn dirty metal pipe
Might just have helped that guy.
His stroke of insanity was a mite.
Still a bit loopy; attack, he might.

It was a pity that Drane couldn't come along.
But Drane finds a way as a generator is a bomb.
Got struck by lightning, blows up as he is fleeing.
In the cargo hold is volatile stuff, it can easily blow.
May just have a chain reaction beyond mere cargo.
For now, a Drane just runs. And the name of a song
Is again from Witcher 3 game "I Cannot Let You Leave".

@Sicadorito

 

[Cheriss Ktrame]

Making her way down the corridor, Cheriss heard Drane’s shout behind her.

“I should have hit him harder,” she muttered to herself. She wouldn’t look back, however— she could practically feel the ship breaking down around her. Then, she heard what sounded like an explosion coming from the generator room, and that was what spurred her from a brisk walk into a run.

She made it to the last remaining escape pod and practically slammed on the button for the door to open, but the panel wasn’t responding. She tried again, but it didn’t budge. Cursing inwardly, Cheriss would take out her lightsaber to slash the controls, and that seemed to do the trick.

Unfortunately, the time it took to get the door working also left enough time for Drane to catch up to her. Even if he had gone insane, there was no way his survival instincts hadn’t taken over. So, rather than potentially fight him for the pod and get both of them killed, she would quickly get in and let him enter too… though only if he wanted to. As soon as he was in she would shut the door from inside— which fortunately worked— and eject from the ship. It was just in time as the freighter burst into flames from outside the viewport.

Still holding onto her lightsaber hilt, Cheriss would eye the other Sith warily. She didn’t want a fight in here— but that was up to him.

“Look at us. Two Sith in the same boat again.” She drew her saber closer. “What’s it going to be?”

@Die Shize

 

[Drane T'keen]

Spoiler: Music IC

A man is…insane.
So thinks a Drane.
Is not much space.
In a pod of escape.

That escape pod has a radio.
And Drane turns on a stereo.
Sounds fit for a kind of rodeo.
Song is—“Cinco de Chocobo”.
Shapes by extended hyphen.

Drane sits in an escape pod.
Sits in silence; well, beyond
That song. Arms—crossed.
Legs too. His eyes—are off.

“Look at us.
Two Sith in
The same
Boat again.
What’s it
Going to
Be?”

Drane’s head is bowing.
Hmm. Yes. Interesting.
He thinks of that floor.
Could open the door.

Then his head feels a pang.
Headache of -cling!-
Headache of -clang!-
“Cheriss…can you…sing?”

Her lightsaber
Is closer to her.
His lightsabers
Are a bit curved.

But he doesn’t need them.
He’s too tired to fight again.
Whatever her answer to him.
Drane just then casts his grin.

“We blew up all those Joiners.”
Stares with some sanity at her.
“Not sure what happened to me.
Whatever it is. Wherever it leads.
For now…I only want one thing…”

Drane takes a weary sigh.
Stretches, yawns to the sky.
“I simply…want to…dream…”
Closes eyes and falls asleep.

[EXIT DRANE]

@Sicadorito