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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 21, 2009 15:21:21 GMT -5
Gorkon bounded forward in a few steps, picking up speed as he did so and kicked the contact in the chest, toppling the chair backwards. His amphistaff slithered into his hand and went ridged into it's full length, it's razor sharp tail pointed at the contact.
"Coward!" Gorkon shouted. He was furious that this man would dare avoid confronting him in public and instead lead him to where he was at an advantage. "You will take me to the leader of this band of Meeerssanaries or i will string you up by your neck and brand you with the mark of a coward for everyone in the street below to see."
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Post by bruinfamer on Dec 21, 2009 15:34:21 GMT -5
"Jesus Christ, alright. Seems everyone really wants to meet him. Don, come on in I suppose." from the same entrance the guy came in, Don appeared behind him. He was in his street clothes and was just browsing around the area. "Please, have a seat. We can talk here. Contact, leave immediately. Go get yourself patched up." the contact gracefully left and closed the door behind him.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 21, 2009 17:01:39 GMT -5
Gorkon growled at the contact as he left the room before turning to Don and standing with his amphistaff stabbed into the floor at his side.
"You are the leader of the Meeerssanaries. I wish to challenge your army." Gorkon said, his face twisting into it's smile.
"Word has come to my ears that you employ warriors of significant prowess. I wish to challenge the weakest of your warriors to single combat. If he proves himself to be a worthy adversary then your entire Domain must be of worthy adversaries and will be deemed friends of Domain Carr. If he proves to be unworthy, then i have no choice but to believe what i have heard about your group is a veil of lies. I will brand you all as cowards and deceivers and kill every last one of you."
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Post by bruinfamer on Dec 21, 2009 18:31:09 GMT -5
This was interesting. Even if the guy did claim his faction as weak, then who the fuck cares? This must be some random dude that had a bad day with drugs. Then again, the challenge would show Don who the weakest is in his group and who might not be able to get the job done. "Alright, I'll have one of my weakest members battle you. What's your name anyway?"
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 21, 2009 21:37:19 GMT -5
"I am Gorkon, of Domain Carr, proud member of the warrior cast. I am glad you have accepted my challenge." Gorkon said. He pulled his amphistaff from the ground and let it wrap around his waist. "Lead on Meeerssanaree"
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Post by bruinfamer on Dec 27, 2009 21:26:17 GMT -5
Don lead Gorkon out of the Cantina and into the street. He had the perfect idea of where they could go. He called a small taxi and the two men got in, deciding to get out of the city. They would go to the outskirts. Don sent a message to Jas, one of his young mercs and one he knew hadn't taken a job. The others were either on call or resting.
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Post by Darth Hades on Dec 27, 2009 21:40:43 GMT -5
Jas recieved a message. A young man from the merc. order gave it to him. Jas played it, the way Don describe Gorkon to him, he smiled enjoying what his ears heard. He turned off the message and left finding a taxi for him. He would go where Don told him. Jas was ready at least he felt like it.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 28, 2009 2:49:51 GMT -5
Gorkon climbed into the cab with Don and waited silently for the driver to drop them off. He was confident in his own abilities to the point of arrogance but he wasn't too proud to admit he did not know who he was going to fight in the next few minutes. Gorkon was not about to cheapen the battle by belittling his opponent with what might be undeserved bravado. The one thing in this universe that he hated, aside from self aware droids, were braggarts who could not walk the walk.
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Post by bruinfamer on Dec 29, 2009 3:39:53 GMT -5
The taxi brought the two men out to the outskirts of Mos Eisley. The chances of the local police coming there due to blaster fire, explosions, or any other suspicious activity were slim, since they were lacking in resources and had their own problems. Don paid the cab driver and waited for Jas to arrive.
"So, how did you hear about us anyway?" he asked Gorkon.
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Post by MikDaTv on Dec 29, 2009 4:12:41 GMT -5
Gorkon climbed out and breathed in a lungful of desert air. This was a good place for a challenge. It was out of the way and open. even terrain made for an even match that no one could dispute. And it was warm. Very warm in fact. The desert heat was causing ripples on the ground. It was not a humid heat like that on board his Worldship, but it was warm enough that he could almost feel at home.
"Though our people have been forced into exile within the unknown regions, we keep close tabs on those who had defeated us. We of the Jeedai Heresy in particular are well aware of the exploits of your technological world." Gorkon said in answer to the question asked. in point of fact, Gorkon had no specific source of information. Only rumors which lead to this planet as a source of a new power in the galaxy. Gorkon had thought it testing this new power would be a good springboard from which to attain the glory he sought.
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Post by Darth Hades on Dec 30, 2009 8:57:14 GMT -5
Soon Jas could see two men standing in the middle of the desert. As he got out of the taxi he paid the driver and then approached Don and the one Jas assumed was the challenger. Jas stood between them ten feet away as a breeze came blowing sand in the air. Jas remain quiet adjusting his black sunglasses.
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Post by bruinfamer on Jan 2, 2010 1:45:07 GMT -5
"Well perhaps, Gokron, if you defeat my soldier, then maybe we can help you seek revenge against those who destroyed your people, that is, if you do wish to seek revenge..." Don said as he saw Jas standing away from them. He put his hood over his head and walked to a better vantage point.
Elsewhere at the HQ, some of the officers on duty stood looking at screen, waiting to see this fight take place.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 2, 2010 3:50:48 GMT -5
"Neither group of my people are interested in performing another invasion of this galaxy. The hard liners know that they had failed and that it had been the will of the gods. The Jedi Heresy knows that the Jedi are the chosen of the Gods and that their actions should studied and perhaps even emulated." Gorkon explained. Revenge for a war he hadn't fought it did not interest him. Only gaining a reputation as a prestigious warrior interested him for that was the only way to bring some more credibility to the Jedi Heresy.
With the talking finally over with, he turned to face the champion. As the challenger he had no right to dictate the rules of the fight so he waited for the champion to name his terms. In the mean time, Gorkon sized him up. He was not significantly taller then the champion but he was larger. Gorkon's frame was heavier and his armor was solid. The champion wore sunglasses which Gorkon at one point would have assumed was the mark of a coward who would not show his eyes to his opponent, but had realized years ago that it was merely a "fashoun" that some people in this galaxy seemed to enjoy.
Gorkon crossed his right arm across his body and bumped the left side of his chest plate with his fist. It was a Yuuzhan Vong warrior salute.
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Post by Darth Hades on Jan 2, 2010 8:37:42 GMT -5
Jas noticed is oppenent was studing him. He tool off his shades and began to clean him. A habit he formed when he was about to talk to someone. "Anything goes, any weapon, attack, fighting tricks." Jas said as he put his sunglasses away for the fight. "But let's make things interesting. We will have three objectives throughout the fight. The first to hit their oppenent on the chest, break a finger and hit an ear wins. The chest should be easy but the other two will determine a warrior's level of skill. What do you say?"
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 4, 2010 3:59:01 GMT -5
Gorkon nodded once slightly, signifying his understanding then dropped low, bending his knees and waist to lower his center of gravity. He decided that the easiest way to achieve the goals laid out before him would be to perform them on a completely unconscious or incapacitated opponent.
He took a few quick steps forward, not bothering with any of his weapons yet.
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