Not Bad For A First Landing

[Deryn Kaltos]

Deryn knew that he needed two things in order to win this fight. He would need to be able to act fast, and he would need to act smart. Thankfully, the two things were working in his favor, and Semaj would soon be setting himself up into a sudden change of plans that would work out well to Deryn's advantage. He would simply have to play his metaphorical Sabacc cards out perfectly if this one was to work out.

Finding himself trapped, Semaj soon escaped around the side of Deryn. Rather than press his attack, which may or may not have been a surprising move to Semaj, considering how aggressive the Jedi Hunter had been up to this point, Deryn dove forward, quickly rolling in the same direction and holstering the blasters. Another dangerous move, putting his weapons away, but if this was going to work, he'd need to. Deryn had, in fact, landed right in front of the concussion grenade he'd left unpulled, just as he'd planned. He was going to use it again, simply turn and throw, however, Semaj presented him a much, much better opportunity.

Semaj leapt up, using force leap to go high into the air and ensure he would land where necessary. Unfortunately for him, he'd also give Deryn the time he needed. Taking the risk, Deryn, leaning over the grenade, pulled the pin, leaving it where it sat, and waited. As Semaj came down for a landing, Deryn would leap over the side of the temple's roof, tumbling over the side, hands grabbing the edge of the roof and holding on for dear life.

All in all, this latest plan posed a serious problem for Darth Semaj. As he was leaping backwards, he'd have no way to perceive just what was going on behind him. Force Sense can pick out lifeforms, but not electronics, as the grenade was. All Semaj would be able to know without looking was that Deryn had seemingly ran for his life off the side of the temple roof. Even if he did look, he would be very hard pressed to change direction in midair, or to do anything else, for that matter.

After all, the height from his Force Jump had timed the grenade so that, just about as soon as he would land, the concussive force would issue forth, knocking Semaj completely unconscious. Deryn, however, using the solid rock between the grenade and himself, would be safe from the concussion blast.

[Darth Semaj]

(OOC- Very very sorry for the lateness. I know I should have an excuse, but I don't so there. )

Semaj was at the peak of his jump when he saw his opponent run under him and over the edge of the roof. He didn't know what Deryn was doing, but he knew that another one of those stupid gadgets of his must be involved. 'This is the problem with the unenlightened non-force users of this time.' he thought to himself, 'They always think their toys can save them against us. Well...I guess its about time this one learns otherwise.'

He then positioned his body so that his legs were sticking straight out and were leaning away from the temple. He wanted to chase after the human. This position made him fly off of the side of the roof as well. He watched a grenade explode as he came down. He also noticed the human holding on to the edge of the roof as he prepared to land on the hot sand.

Although the blast from the grenade wasn't close enough to him to create a wound, the force of it did cause him to be pushed backward and lose control of his balance. This caused him to land the jump on his back, knocking the wind out of him. He quickly got up and looked at the hunter, bewildered. He wondered how such a weakling could get this upper-hand on him. It didn't matter, all Semaj would have to do is try harder and the hunter would die quickly. But he wasn't a fan of using all of his strength against someone who isn't worth the trouble.

He decided to just get this whole thing over with right now. This pathetic excuse for an opponent was now going to feel pain like he never felt before. It would be the pain that so many before him had felt. The pain of death.

Quickly catching his breath, he circled the temple with force speed and jumped back onto the roof of the temple from the other side. When Deryn got back onto the roof, their original position would be switched.

From the second that his opponent got back onto the roof, Semaj would sprint toward Deryn and ignite both sides of his sabers. If the human shot blasters at him, he would anticipate where the shots were headed and sidestep out of the way, attempting to redirect the bolts back toward the human using his saver. Upon reaching his enemy he would either send the left side of the duel-edged saber toward Deryn's right hip or send the right side toward his opponent's left shoulder. He would decide on his attacking point by which spot was left more open. If the hunter was somehow able to block both of the attacks, he would use his speed to slip to one of Deryn's sides and would strike him from behind as he ran past him and off the roof again.

(OOC- I did half of this yesterday and the other half today. I wasn't really in the same 'mood' in the beginning half as I was in the end half so I might have made mistakes for some reason. Just pm me if there is something that is jumbled or doesn't make sense and I will fix it.)

[Solis Fay'den]

Wow.

Hey, Semaj? What you're trying to do here is serious, SERIOUS God-Modding. I'm talking like... God-Modding ULTIMATE. Remember the rules? Let me refresh Number 2 to you:

Rule #2
Be fair. If your character gets into a fight, don't try and act like you are god and that you are unbeatable. Try to win for sure, but take the characters into consideration. Just because you think you’re the best shot in the universe, doesn't mean you will definitely hit the Jedi. Be creative. Fight strong and hard, but be fair. If someone gets the drop on you, don't whine, deal with it.

Now, in my opinion, changing direction of a Force Jump in mid-air, and then listing off about twelve different attacks you're going to do depending on what Deryn here does, not giving him any chance to react, is pretty much 'acting like you are god and unbeatable'. It looks like Deryn's got you in a sticky situation, Semaj. Deal with it in a reasonable manner, this is your last warning. I've already warned you about another matter in this fight via PM, and if it weren't for the precedent I'm about to set, I would've thrown the book at you.

As it stands, this is your official warning, AS WELL AS everyone else's, to what will become the new punishment for God-Modding:

ANY MEMBER WHO IS CAUGHT MODDING WILL IMMEDIATELY HAVE THE 'NO-KILL' LIMITATION REMOVED FROM THEIR CHARACTER FOR THAT FIGHT.

In other words, you wanna act unbeatable beyond mortal means? You wanna be a god? Then you'll end up being a whole lot more mortal than the rest of us. Break Rule Two, get caught, and you're effectively giving your opponent permission to kill your character with as much impunity as they see fit. By modding, you put your character's life in your opponent's hands, leaving them to be your last hope of redemption.

Semaj, I'm not slapping you with that, that's too harsh to do without fore-warning. Just fix your post. And if you can't think of a way to evade it without bending the laws of physics or making your character suddenly aware of things he shouldn't be, just take the blow. After all, it's a concussion grenade, worst it can do is put you out for a while.

But for you, and the rest of the board, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

That is all.

[Darth Semaj]

(OOC- holy crap, thats pretty embarrasing. I did something so bad that I made a new rule. So as punishment I think im just gonna let deryn kill my guy. I havent really been liking this forum lately and i think it would be best if i just stop now for everyone's sake.)

*With his head lowered Semaj walks out the door and onto the path of shame, shedding a single tear as he dissapears into the horizon.*

[Darth Pandoras]

(((OOC: Wow.....how very awkward....well, lets not leave Deryn hanging)))

Pandoras watched in the monitor has Semaj was cut down. He didn't know whether the Twi'lek was alive or dead, but right now he didn't really care either. Here was a find worth noting, a man who could destroy a Sith without the aid of the force. Such men had uses, even if it were simply the ability to go where he could not.

Pandoras altered the locking mechanism from the console, the temple door pulling open into the temple, allowing the bounty hunter. This man had come to the temple as an enemy, a mistake on his part. Pandoras decided to turn that mistake into a gain, as powerful enemies were merely allies fighting on the wrong side.

[Deryn Kaltos]

(OOC: Well damn. I guess he was modding a little, but that sure seemed harsh. Um, so long, Semaj, I'll make it short and sweet for you? ... I really don't know what to say here.)

Semaj had been outmaneuvered for the last time by Deryn. As he came down from his leap, the grenade blew, just as planned, sending Semaj deep into unconsciousness. Though Deryn's faced was plastered against the the wall of the temple to avoid any possible concussive waves to knock him out as well, he knew, without a doubt, that the Dark Jedi had taken the brunt of the explosion, and was surely out of commission. With a feral grin, he quickly pulled himself up to the temple's roof once more. His assumptions were confirmed as Semaj layed atop the roof, sprawled out, unmoving and breathing only shallowly. Deryn smirked and shook his head before muttering quietly, mostly to himself.

"Force'll only take you so far, huh Jedi..."

Drawing his heavy blaster with his left hand, Deryn aimed the barrel square at Semaj's head. His right hand went up to his eyebrow, flicking out in a sort of mock-salute for the fallen warrior.

"You fought well, Jedi... but I'm the victor here, tonight. Find peace in the Force..."

Turning his head away, Deryn pulled the trigger. The hole buried into Semaj's forehead, and his breathing stopped instantly. Turning back, Deryn saw that he had aimed true, and nodded to himself. He knew that there was little mess involved with blasters, everything burned as cleanly as a surgeon's laser, yet he still did not feel like watching himself put a hole in the Twi'lek's head. He felt little remorse for it, this Jedi was just another in his quest for vengeance, but at the same time, he could kill a Jedi to their face, if he was lucky, and he could put a bolt in a Jedi's back all the same. But felling an undefending one, while it was simply another, and possibly the best, way to defeat a Force-user, it was something that Deryn wasn't going to sit and smile like an idiot about.

He spied the dual-edged lightsaber nearby, which had fallen from the Jedi's grip, laying just a few inches away from his open hand. Shrugging, Deryn leaned over and took his prize, clipping it onto his belt. Looking back at the lifeless body, Deryn shrugged.

"Probably won't need this anymore, anyway."

All of the sudden, the grating of stone against stone caught his ears, and Deryn quickly readied his blaster once more, pointing it over the wall in the direction of the sound. "The temple doors...?" he said quietly to himself. "What, did I pass the entrance test?" He smirked, and after no one seemed to be pouring forth from the door to take his life, curiosity got the best of him, and he holstered the gun and scaled down the wall as quickly as possible. Rearming himself, he flipped his goggles down and set them for night vision, allowing him near-perfect sight in the dark corriders as he slowly progressed, one blaster drawn, keeping his eyes peeled for any sign of motion, any sign of reasoning as to why this door had been opened.

"As much as this goes against my better judgment," Deryn whispered to himself, "I can't help but think that something might come out of this... I'm not stupid enough to engage any more Jedi around here, though..."

And so, Deryn pressed forward, as stealthily as he could muster. He knew enough about Jedi senses to know he couldn't remain completely undetected, but he could keep himself protected, keeping his back to the walls and making sure all open spots were well within sight. Occasionally, he would also flip to thermal view, just to ensure nothing was hiding, laying in wait.

It would take someone with no less than the stealth skills of a trained assassin to get the jump on him here, as cautious as he was being.

[Darth Pandoras]

Pandoras watched the hunter sneak through the temple, watching his progress from the safety of the security room. The hunter was being cautious, looking for signs of movement. He was waiting for an opponent to attack. It seemed this one had killed a few Jedi in his day, but not any true Sith. A true Sith knew the safest way to kill an opponent was not to fight him in combat.

As the warrior advanced looking into the shadows for demons to strike, he neglected to note the subtle chance in ceiling tiles. After a few more steps, Pandoras pressed a button on the console, causing large stone walls to suddenly drop in front and behind the hunter, blocking his movement. They were built to trap one with force speed, so if the hunter wanted to try and escape the trap while it was sprung he would at least get a limb crushed under the heavy stone.

Pandorases voice came over speakers into the trapped chamber. He was not simply going to kill this man, as then the whole experience would be a loss.

"Hello there hunter, welcome to the temple of the Sith. By the way the answers to your first four escape attempts are your blasters isn't strong enough, the mechanism is remotely operated from where I'm seating, the lightsaber will take far too long, and you'll get killed the in the blast if your use your grenades."

Pandoras gave the hunter time to digest his warnings, as well as spout the usual vulgarity bounty hunters tend to be fond of when the tables turn. He then activated the speaker again.

"As easy as it would be to kill you right now, I think we should talk some business first."

[Deryn Kaltos]

"Well shit."

The ceiling hit the floor at an amazing rate, quickly becoming walls. More specifically, walls that blocked any further entrance or retreat into the temple. Unlike most bounty hunters, who would, upon finding a situation like this, set along a nice long string of swear words in a rather verbal display of futility, Deryn, on the other hand, simply repeated once more...

"Well... shit."

Before long, a voice broke out over an unseen comm unit, detailing exactly what was going on, including the futile attempts of all possible escape routes. Deryn raised an eyebrow, rather impressed with this one's preparation.

Oh... he's good.

If Deryn could be thankful for anything at the moment, it was that he wasn't dead. Had this one wanted him gone, it would have happened by now. However, it seemed as if this one wanted to talk...

Talk business? I must admit, I'm intrigued...

"Alright, Jedi, you win this game. I'm assuming you can hear me, so... against my better judgment, let's hear what you've got to say."

[Darth Pandoras]

"I don't recommend calling any force users around here Jedi, unless they are already dead. Otherwise you will find them rather hostile to you, though something tells me you have a hatred for Jedi."

Pandoras paused, hoping the revelation that these people were not bureaucratic weaklings set in. This one did not not of the millennium past with any in depth knowledge, or the unbalance the force was still recovering from. He might not make a distinction between Sith and Jedi yet, but if Pandoras could give him one he could become useful.

"We are Sith, not Jedi. If you hate Jedi then we would be more helpful as allies than enemies, seeing as are hatred for them spans millennium and not a simple lifetime."

[Deryn Kaltos]

"Sith, eh? And you're about as fond of those Force-fanatics as I am..."

Deryn thought out loud, not really in a position to do much else. Privately, Deryn realized how silly this felt, talking, essentially, to the walls, but hey, the walls were talking back, and, as mentioned before, he didn't exactly have much else he could be doing.

"Alright, 'Sith'," Deryn spoke, not mockingly, but simply trying the new word out, seeing how it fell off his tongue, "you've got my attention, but these walls are starting to make me a little claustrophobic. If you're considering some sort of alliance, maybe it'd do well as a show of good faith to let me out? I mean... that one on the roof was a fool, I know better than to attack most Force-users head on. The chances of a personal meeting between us going awry in my favor are, regrettably, fairly slim."

[Darth Pandoras]

"Flattery will get you nowhere when all you speak is the truth"

Pandoras pressed a button and a few tiles disappeared, tubes extending from the openings into the room. It would take another press of the button to fill the chamber with gas, whether it be poisoning or simply debilitate him.

"Lets get something straight before we go any further. We Sith are not those peace loving Jedi your used to. Strength rules here, and right now I am your master because of it. This isn't a negotiation, this is your attempt to help me decide whether I kill you now or not. You do not ask for a show of faith nor should you expect anything from me."

Pandoras paused for a moment, leaning closer to the microphone, so the sheer certainty is his voice could be heard, and hopefully chill the hunter to the bone.

"The second you stepped through those doors, your life was over. I am your new Master, and the only thing that keeps you alive is my good will. You may wish to end your life yourself, but at this moment I could reward your servitude for the chance of ridding the galaxy of the Jedi scum forever."

[Deryn Kaltos]

"Alright then, chalk up one bad attempt at conversation," Deryn muttered quietly to himsef, unsure or not of whether his newfound captor could hear, or would even care if he did or not. Deryin himself didn't so much mind, his life had been over for a while now, he was simply waiting for the physical to catch up to the symbolic. Of course, he didn't feel like dying anytime soon, so he figured he would extend his life as long as he could.

And right now, the only way to do so was to listen to this Sith.

"Fair 'nough. I see exactly where this is headed. No negotiations, no parley, no nothin'. This time, I'm the hunted. You got me. I don't much feel like dyin', so I'm listening. Tell me, then, exactly what it is you want me to do that'll get me out of this little trap."

[Darth Pandoras]

The wall toward the entrance the hunter came in from opened up, allowing the hunter to leave the way he came. Pandoras was not going to let this one in any further, and was probably never going to trust him enough to ever meet him face to face.

"I want you to keep on doing what you do hunter, just be aware that not everyone who uses the force is your enemy.....even you could learn to use it if you pushed yourself hard enough and had a guide, though obviously not as much as a Sith. go, and make sure you draw the line between Sith and Jedi."

Pandoras paused for a moment, considering what this persons goals really were. Pandoras saw no problem in him succeeding, so he decided to offer him some advice.

"The Jedi have their weaknesses, more in mind than body. They will sacrifice themselves for the greater good, throw down their lives if they must, and risk them for small matters. Use it, bend them into submission. Just make sure the galaxy sees the result, as the only thing that will keep the Jedi dead forever is if all of them die along with their works."

[Samir Duran]

Where To Now

Samir Duran had wandered around for hours. He was lost. He was never good with sense of direction. He was deep in a canyon... Or something. He looked around for a way to get up to a higher vantage point. He found a slight path.

Jumpingonto the first ledge with ease he continued up. Reach the top he looked around. The temple was practically right beside him.

"I seem to hate myself."

Jumping across the canyon he landed with a thud, but continued on. It took him a few minutes but he reached the temple steps. Looking up in wonder, he specualted what would be there... Would any match his skill with a blade...

(Man I must be like... Sexy popular.... My thread even started a new rule... I am unto you as a god....)

[Samir Duran]

And Up The Steps... I Said Up... Not Down...

Samir began to climb up the small amount of stiars. A few random officals of the Sith army could be seen running around. Most likely on errands. He entered through the door and looked around.

And where do I find the main temply part....

Duran was lost. He could feel a lot of dark energy, so much. Yet they all seemed weak. Duran would show them true power. He wouldnt hide behind useless Force powers.... That was for nothing but the cowardly...