The Way of a Gambler (Open)

[SophiaM]

Dyce sat back and relaxed for a while. He knew it would take a moment for Adele to clean herself up so he got himself a drink he called an 'uber coffee'. It contained three different types of coffee and was double-extra strong. Although he'd still technically be a bit drunk from all the wine, the caffine would instantly sober his mind and allow him to think and move normally. He took a carefull sip from the piping hot mug and closed his eyes. Allowing his mind to focus he sensed that something was just a little out of place.

 

[SophiaM]

Dyce decided enough was enough. Adele had had enough time to clean herself up and he was becoming impatient. There were things that he could be doing and he wasn't going to waste time waiting for a chance with one woman, there would be others. He got up and left the room, noting the small bat like alien near the door. If his chrono was right they'd soon be dropping from hyperspace so he'd be able to hitch a flight off the ship to the nearest system. Checking a panel on the wall he found out the way to the docking bays and headed that way.

 

[The Balance]

Seeing the man try to escape Anzello smiled to himself and thought not this time buddy. Grabbing his darkstick he sprinted toward the sith attempting to tackle him. He held out his two-handed darkstick in front of him encase the sith tried to strike back with his lightsaber.

 

[SophiaM]

Dyce had a flash of a danger warning just in time. As the attacker charged into him Dyce shifted his body weight backwards and rolled with the attack. Using the attacker's own weight and strength against him Dyce kicked as he rolled and launched the guy backwards into the bulk head. If he didn't knock him out the guy would at least be dazed. Dyce got to his feet and called for security.

 

[The Balance]

Smiling Anzello stood up a little dazed from the hit but still excited. Taking out a smaller darkstick he flung it at the sith, intentionally missing lodging it into a nearby wall. "Don't bother sith boy, the security are with me, we know who you are." Anzello said his smirk widening, if this man wanted to dance, he would give him the fight of his life.

 

[SophiaM]

Dyce didn't even flinch as the blade lodged itself into the bulkhead behind him. With a dark glare in his eyes he laughed at the man's remark.

Sith? HA! They're nothing but a bunch of jumped up religious nuts.

He stepped back and pulled the blade out, holding it in his left hand he felt it for balance. "Slightly too heavy at the hilt, but not bad." He thought to himself, still glaring at him.

Just because a guy wears dark robes doesn't mean he's a Sith, or a Jedi for that matter. I'm nothing but a gambler trying to make some creds. I was about to leave at the next stop, but if you like me that much I think I'll stick around.

 

[The Balance]

"If you stick around any longer you'll be dead, either by my hands, or the hands of the guards take your pick." Anzello said, his body slowly recovering. Then activating the re-call on his darkstick, it flew out of the man's grip and back into his. His doubled sided darkstick still in his hands he contemplated a charge but thought he would bid his time a little more waiting to recover before striking again.

 

[SophiaM]

And tell me. Why would security want to harm a guy like me? I've done nothing to provoke your attack, if anything they should be taking You to the brig.

Dyce walked up to the guy as he talked, closing the gap between them. It was an unusual tactic in a fight, but it did mean that the guy wouldn't be able to throw his weapons, and that should Dyce ignite his lightsaber he'd have no defense against his longer than normal blade.

 

[The Balance]

"Why do you think your lady friend was gone so long, she and the crew know you are a sith or at the very least a dark jedi." Anzello replied. Again taking out his smaller darkstick he threw it at the man intentionally missing. Felling a lot better, he held his darkstick in a defensive stance beckoning for the sith to strike.

 

[SophiaM]

Dyce was face to face with the guy now, and he was becoming more irritated by the second.

I just told you. I am neither Sith nor Jedi, of any shade! I have no motive against you or this ship. Now if you would please allow me to pass I will be on my way.

 

[The Balance]

"I may not be the smartest one there is but when I see a dark jedi there is no doubt in my mind he is one. So if you want to leave you will have to go through me, I will not have another monster unleashed on this galaxy without my say." Anzello said, the anger slowly rising within him barely visible in his voice, he would not allow this man's sly ways fool him, they would fight and he would die.

 

[SophiaM]

Dyce heaved a deep sigh and thought that if he were Lance right now there wouldn't be a problem what so ever. But as things were he'd have to make the best of it.

You're asking for more trouble than your worth. You may be a good fighter but with weapons as primitive as your's you'd not last long against me. I'd rather avoid a fight in a place like this but if you push me I will push back.

 

[The Balance]

"Primitive, you say, now thats just ignorant, do you really think that if I go after sith like you for a living that I wouldn't have something to go toe to toe with them." Anzello said letting a laugh escape his lips, he could see more and more people crowding around where they were, this could be interesting he thought. Now where was that Jawa.

 

[SophiaM]

Dyce didn't want to start a fight, true he wasn't one to run when the poodoo hit the fan but he wanted to be able to come back to this place at some point. He liked it here.

You're making a big mistake. You will not walk away from this. Now let me pass

Dyce let his hands lay open at his sides, a normal man would have them in balled fists, but his lightsaber was within an inch of his hand and he was able to summon it at his whim. Should anything start, he'd have the first hit.

 

[The Balance]

Anzello was surprised that this man hadn't discovered that he could use the force yet. But that mistake had been made many times before, then without warning he was tired of the siths pleas, he released one of his hands from the darkstick and tried to force push the man against the opposite wall. Switching to a more offensive stance he waited for the man's reply to his actions.

 

[SophiaM]

Dyce could do nothing to stop the push of the force. He hadn't been expecting something like that from him. But now he had a reason to fight and he wasn't going to back down.

Big mistake sucker face!

He said with venom in his voice. His lightsaber flew into his hand and ignited as he dove headlong into this guy. His lightsaber was pointed towards his abdomen and he put all his weight into the thrust as he collided with him.

 

[The Balance]

Seeing the man charge at him he stood his ground and smiled, big mistake, maybe on your part. As the man charged him, Anzello threw a dark stick at the man's feet while re-calling the other one which was aimed at the man's head. To continue his charge would be suicidal, to stop it would allow Anzello precious seconds to plan a way to kill this man.

 

[SophiaM]

Once Dyce was in a fight, he became immersed in the force. His senses became overtuned and he gained the ability to subcontiously react to attacks. As the darkstick hit the floor near his foot he shifted his weight slightly and lightly skipped over the weapon. He felt the second darkstick fly past his head but it was too late now. He lunged into the guy at full force, his lightsaber finding it's target easily.

 

[The Balance]

Grabbing a small darkstick in each hand before the attack, Anzello let the attack hit him piercing him right through his thigh. But that is exactly what he wanted to happen right before the attack he threw a darkstick toward the man but missed now recalling it if the man did not move it would strike him right in the back. Then wrapping both his arms around the man being that they were within a foot of each other he squeezed the man with all his remaining strength and with the last of it he tried to plunge his remaining darkstick into the man's chest with the other darkstick still flying toward them

 

[Viggy]

Qur'tik waited silently as the Kerestian and the 'Sith' (who was apparently not a Sith, merely a Dark Jedi) exchanged words. He slowly got into position behind the Dark Jedi. He let the fight begin and go on for a bit, letting the Dark Jedi become totally focused on the Kerestian.

When he saw that the Kerestian had his opponent in a hold, the Jawa knew his chance and seized it. He drew a blaster in each hand, and opened fire on the Dark Jedi's back. As his camoflauge faded away, he screamed the Jawa battle-cry.

"Utinni!"