Didn’t realize you were such an underhanded opponent, Hummingbird. Crowley dodged a few of the rocks aimed for his head, dodging the rest of the onslaught, spying the figure of the Jedi darting away. Crowley snarled, frustrated at being delayed through a wall of inanimate flying pebbles and his anger pulsated through the Force viciously tearing apart the solid structure of the boulders. A rainfall of tiny pebbles poured over him as he rushed in the direction that the Jedi had gone, ignoring the tiny but significant wave of tiredness that made his head spin slightly. There would be time to rest later. He had a bird to catch.
With time to spare the Jedi ducked behind a rock and quickly set in coordinates to the Coucil for his ship remotely, whatever the weapon the Sith had in his pocket Gabriel knew that it wouldn’t be long now before it was used and it was impossible to tell what state he would be in if he managed back on board.
The Archangel took a deep breath and felt the Force around him, moving swiftly but at the same time flowing through him. He slowly opened his eyes and drew his saber. As the lighting crackled Gabriel was running to the side scaling some rocks so he would be at a peak above the path the Sith was headed along. I know, I know. But I would hate to miss such a view… you’re so distracting I wasn’t able to appreciate how awful this planet is!
Crowley was letting the dark side of the Force run through him, using its beautiful aggressive nature to fuel his own movements, the Jedi starting to falter in his defense. Looks like some bugger needed to practice how to multitask a bit more. Not that Crowley would give him that chance to do so. Oh bloody hell, how you caught on to my devious plan so early. Your precious Order could use with some self destructing, although I wouldn’t put it past them to self destruct themselves on accident. They do seem rather volatile, fighting over every little thing. He was forced to step back as the Jedi maneuvered himself out of his deadlock position, the sudden loss of weight to push down on almost causing him to trip.
Is every single weapon that the Sith have need to be used to take over the universe? So very elementary deductions, Angel face. But in this case, surprise surprise. You may just happen to have hit the nail on the head. Crowley could feel the Nkrumah orb in his pocket start to sing to him, begging to be used, to let its power encompass the foe in front of him and shatter him to pieces; to break and to devour. He wanted to join in with the chorus, but not just yet. Not when he was enjoying himself so thoroughly.
There was something nasty about the look in the eyes of the Sith. Gabriel decided it was in his best interest to stop playing like he was a knight, he had much more power than that.
The Jedi Master turned his light saber in hand, the back end shortening and freeing up his left hand. His hand waved in front of his face, a thin barrier forming before him- separating him from the Sith and a swarm of large blackened rocks stirred in the electrically charged air, speeding towards his opponent.
With the distraction he took the opportunity to make for higher ground.
Oh, its just a ring that I was planning on slipping on your finger at some point. Your wit has completely lured me in. Crowley used the newly created distance between the two to swing his lightsaber around a few times, relaxing himself in the familiar comforts of the Force coursing through him and directing his actions. Don’t you know the heart is fonder for those who argue more? Besides, it has to remain a surprise for the perfect moment. Don’t you know anything? Crowley dashed forward, using his momentum to swing a savage swing at Gabriel’s head.
The Jedi ducked to the side of the swing, but quickly brought up his saber to block another strike. His footing wasn’t as stable as he would have liked, slipping slightly under the brutal strikes dealt by the Sith he started to maneuver quickly. His lightsaber hit a few times before Gabriel jumped out of the path of a swing. I’m flattered, but I think I’ll have to decline. The Order would probably self destruct at the sheer thought. Don’t you know anything?
At that point he started to focus more on the Force, cocky and determined to find out what the Sith was hiding. His attacks lacked offense as he felt the Dark side of the Force invade his thoughts. It felt infectious, evil, and once he started to pull away it left a bitter aftertaste.
His tried to shake the feeling from his mind but it lingered. A strong strike from the sith pushed his to his knees, but he smirked behind the crackling light in-between them, I’m going to have to say its an evil weapon that will be used (if successful which is sooo unlikely) to take over the universe. He resourcefully managed to get from underneath the pin, but he was starting to see his disadvantage, How’d I do?
Crowley jumped back, avoiding a narrow hit as the Jedi swung his two sided blade around. Sneaky. I like that. He grinned, as he renewed his attack, his strikes becoming more aggressive and unpredictable. He whirled, matching with the Jedi, as their sabers clashed again and again, parrying, swinging, and striking, trying to find an opening in Gabriel’s form.
Not too bad at all. Gabriel thought as he did a semi circle around the Sith, before spinning out of the path of a charge. He was willing to play evade and defend until his opponent spent some of his rage filled energy. But really aggressive Bucky. Do i remind you of an old boyfriend or is that thing in your pocket really that special?
Barely a moment after the Jedi had activated his blade, the Sith’s lightsaber hummed to life, its red hue casting a red shadow by his feet. It’s been a while since I’ve had a decent fight; try not to disappoint me, Mr. Master.
Crowley waited for the right moment, the two Force users circling each other like two predators, which in a way they were. The wind seemed to pick up in strength and Crowley used this as a sign to sprint forward, his blade coming down to clash against Gabriel’s, the two lightsabers sizzling as they smashed together.
Gabriel swiftly maneuvered out of the lock, sliding his light saber up and pushing back against the red blade with the Force. The Sith was a good match for him, and he twirled his saber in hand before charging forth, both hands on the hilt.
Just as the Jedi was about to make contact he made a perfect flourish as the other end of the staff activated, crashing into the Sith.
Suspicious? Me? What a world the Republic lives in, if the Jedi themsevles are judgmental of a poor bloke in a cloak. No wonder it needs to be destroyed went unsaid but the words lingered in the air regardless.
Crowley never took his eyes off the Jedi in front of him. There was a fight starting to brew, the only thing to keep track of was when it would start. His lightsaber was ready to be drawn instantaneously, just like he had done countless of times before.
Well I have a feeling that cloak of yours is hiding a lot more than what you’re overcompensating for. The Jedi said with a glance to the Sith’s saber. Gabriel moved his hand to the hilt of his own light saber and with one swift movement a white hot glow broke through the darkness. The edges of the blade were tinged with lavender, but it was barely perceptible passed the white.
The master pulled down his hood and lifted the saber in front of his face as a salute, a vibrant smirk on his face. This was going to be fun.
Don’t forget you brought to yourself.
Are you ready Roxy? ARE YOU PREPARED? Jedi Powers ACTIVATE!
Crowley shrugged. You know how the old saying goes. Curiosity killed the cat, satisfaction brought it back. Can’t blame a bloke for wondering who the new neighbor is, can you? And not only that, but you’re one of those nosy types. A Sith can’t just walk around anymore without getting judged for it, can he?
Blame that on yourself air cake. Maybe if you were a little less suspicious… Gabriel began to circle the Sith, having a feeling he would need to have higher ground before the end of the witty banter.
But hey, he sent out swinging open his arms, who am I to judge?
Crowley watched with interest as a ship started its descent into Malachor V. Looks like I get a chance to alleviate my boredom. Reaching out with the Force, Crowley recoiled when he felt his abstract fingers prode against something filled with light, and lots of it. A Jedi. Now what is a Jedi doing all the way out here? Crowley mused. Normally they hardly ever stepped out of the central system; to find one out here in the outer rim…. It looked like Crowley’s wish for an interesting day had come true.
The ship settled into the dust smoothly. He felt the prod of dark energy and smiled as he descended the ramp, hood up against the wind.
Well, well, well. What have we here? A Sith? How… not surprising. The Jedi Master jested with his thoughts. Saying the words would have been useless against the howling wind and crackling lighting that stirred in the upper atmosphere. Your lot seems to have quite the love affair with this little rock. By why return after the hard break up?
This little beauty always has something to give, mate. Crowley smirked. Jedi council member Gabriel, am I right? Pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. The Sith took a few steps closer to the hooded Jedi, his hands out in a non-aggressive gesture. You are rather far from home. Take a wrong turn somewhere?
Gabriel shook is head, Not really. Just… checking on things. Would’ve passed right by if not for your curiosity. tsk tsk.
The Jedi was at a disadvantage since he was unaware of who the Sith was. But he could sense the power dwelling within the man before him, but there was something… a strong power that mingled with that of the Sith.
Seems like someone is on a treasure hunt and didn’t invite any friends. What’s so important that you’d come here yourself?