<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Borzou looked a little shocked as he was pushed back. His face was as red as his saber. He's never fought a female jedi before. He never thought it would be diffrent. He tried to keep his mind pure. He took a step forward and then stepped back in to defensive. He wanted to attack, but something stopped him<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"Why don't you advance?"

Grinning at the other Jedi's reaction to her tactics, she couldn't help but wonder, was he just a bit unbalanced?

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Hmmm....interesting. He was unused to the most dangerous of weapons - feminine allure.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Cutting a figure eight with her violet saber, Selket prepared to do further battle.

"Why don't you advance?" she heard him ask.

"Come and get me," she replied huskily.

*what is she up to?*

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Borzou was a bit puzzled about Selket's tactics. He advaced towards her and slashed across her middle and then slashed back the other way.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Sel deflected the strikes then twisted them past. She then jumped over the Jedi landing behind him. Twirling around, she swiped at him with her saber.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Borzou blocks that attack and uses his lightsaber to lower hers. Then, very quickly, using one hand, he force throws Selket back and jumps up to land right at her.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Once again Selket landed in the sand.

"Hmmm. Seems to me you like it rough." Selket smiled up at Borz. "My kind of man."

Before he could respond, Sel lunged at him in a furious chain of strikes. The only thing heard beside the crashes of the plasma beams was Sel's throaty laugh.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Borzou defended himself from Selket's barrage of attacks. He jumps back a little. He was waiting for the right opportunity to strike.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

*She's nuts. I wonder what goes on in her head.*

ooc:: this was an extra reply by mistake

Selket watched his face as numerous thoughts crossed his mind. He had defended himself well against her sudden series of strikes. Now he stood back waiting for the next move. Can there be anything more to this friendly showdown?

"Had enough, young one?"


ooc: Sorry, Borz. Something had come up that prevented me from replying sooner. Long story.

ooc::: it's ok

i.c.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> She was good, and in some ways, better than he.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"You're good, but I still have some tricks of my own."

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> He lowered his saber and used the force to pick up sand, dirt, and any loose debris off the ground. Then, the debris started moving in a circle in front of him. The circle formed a funnel, growing wider, and wider. Borzou started to move back as the funnel became a tornado. Then, he pushed the tornado toward Selkett. As the tornado began to advance toward her, Borzou followed close behind.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->