As the Jedi spoke Noktu just spit on the ground, more out of frustration then anger though, and brought his blades up one above his head one about hip level and charged in with a spin, slashing a blade hard with the right aiming at head level of the Jedi, the other slashing from across Noktu's chest out to the Jedi's.

He did not know for sure but Noktu suspected the real battle had just begun.

The other man spat, an expression of hatred. Either that, or he was disposing of broken teeth, Tobal couldn't tell, and didn't care to ask. It was apparent, from the next movement, that his enemy did not wish to surrender. Notku pivoted, swinging both of his blades at once - one high and one in the middle.

It wasn't a difficult move to predict, and counter. Tobal simply moved his sabre into a vertical position, catching his enemy's high blade, and forcing it down. The middle blade caught as well, and Tobal held both blades still for a moment, looking into the eyes of his enemy.

Something was ... wrong ... about them, in some way. They didn't look at all natural, but Tobal couldn't place a finger on it. Having paused for but a moment, Tobal pulled his blade away from the blades of his enemy with a quick movement. He stepped back, holding his sabre in front, in a standard defensive position.

He stared into the eyes of the Jedi giving him a look of pure hatred as they came together, with a snarl Noktu pushed off the Jedi.

This time he brought one in from the left, one in from the right as a pincer, again leaving his stomach open for attack.

*OOC: will edit more later if needed, I think that line was the only problem sry about that*

Please check the OOC thread in the OOC forum, thanks. :)

*OOC: there I took out a line and will try to work better at interpreting your posts, and hopefully will try to inprove mine they truly are NOT very good right now*

Tobal's upright sabre caught the blades of his enemy as they came together, one on each side. With a squeal of expended electricity the weapons bound, almost welding themselves together. Sparks flew, and light flashed as both men exerted their strength in an attempt to remove their weapons from the bind.

Seeing his opportunity, Tobal suddenly dropped the handle of his blade, and launched his himself over the head of his opponent. Notku was left standing with three sabre's, all grinding together as their energy-blade's fought. As Tobal came down, he lashed a foot out for the back of his enemies head.

Noktu was there one second starring into the face of the Jedi then the next he was gone his saber remaining, things slowed as he relized what had happend and moved to act.

He reached within himself for the force and reached out and as hte Jedi's foot came down on him the sabers reactivated in his hand as he came down. Noktu came down onto the ground landing hard to the earth the sabers in his arms below him.

Trying to stay conscience Noktu moved his hand onto his opponents saber and jabbed at the handle using the force to aide him and removed the crystal from it crushing the fragile crystal in his hand before staggering up to face the Jedi his sabers in hand

With a pop-fizzle his sabre died, the dead-man's switch shutting it down moments after he released it. As Tobal landed in a roll, he focused upon the weapon, and pulled it to himself. Coming up out of his roll, his hand out, he was slightly surprised to not feel it connect with his palm.

Looking up, Tobal's eyebrows raised slightly at the sight of his now broken weapon ... in the hands of his enemy.

"Not a bad tactic," he said sardonically. "But now what do you do?"

Dipping his hand back into his pocket, the Tribal retrieved the two cred-coins he had been handling before, and resumed clinking them. His eyes watched his enemies every move, the Force making him aware of some of the possible scenarios going through the man's head.

Throwing his useless saber and his own damaged sabers aside Noktu, winced as he rose and stood facing his enemy, before dropping into a combat stance.

"What will I do you ask. Why fight you of course" Noktu sneared as he called a piece of pipe from the side of the road, hurling at the Jedi.

Tobal dodged the hurling pipe easily, sliding to the side to do so. His hand rotated the coins again, and they clinked in passing.

"Fight me? Why do you wish to fight me?" replied Tobal, questioningly.