Jordan looked right into the face of the Sith.

"I was saying, YOU will not win today."

With that Jordan did a 360 turn swiping his blade. If that swipe connected it would cut the Sith's head off.

Malice was wrestling still with Amalia...paying no mid to wehatever it was she was saying, or thinking. His only thought was to make her suffer. But it was short lived however, as he was pushed violently from her body, hitting his back hard into the trunk of a tree. Sliding doen the tree onto the concrete floor surrounding it, Malice layed still for a few moments.


He quickly regained his composure and lifted his head slowly.
His eyes focused on the jedi master....but his mind was blank. He couldn't think of anything to say. And so, in this moment of silence, Amalia started to speak.

Malice took in everything she said, wondering why she was saying it. When she turned and started to take off, he yelled out to her.

*DON'T YOU RUN AWAY FROM ME......GET BACK HERE AMALIA!!!!!!!!*

When she kept going, Malice stood up once more. Getting back to his senses, he walked over to where both of them had dropped their sabers. Picking up his, he ignited both sides, holding it in his right hand. Looking down and to the left, he noticed Amalia had left her saber. Picking er's up, Malice clipped it to his belt.

(She'll be back for it......and i'll be waiting)

With his little fight done...Malice reached out with the force to see what was going on in the rest of the city. Battles were raging all over, panic and chaos blanketed Theed. Death as well was apperent. As he neared the jedi academy with his mind, he sensed Perrin facing to jedi. Instantly he started to head in that direction. His little bout with Amalia had taken a little out of him.....but it was nothing he couldn't handle.

*Han's spirit keyed in on the aura of a longtime friend, Amalia Azalin.*

"So Frail, so Weak. If i cannot turn my cousin, she will make a fine specimen", his voice echoed in his own plane, as he developed a link to Amalia's mind, throwing images and words at her a mile a minute.*


"You...You failed me Amalia.....If ANOYONE could have kept me from going to the darkside....it was YOU! And you failed me. I thought Jedi were supposed to protect people,....especially their friends..." The images Han sent her became faster, and also more violent and disturbing, as he continued the verbal tirade inside her mind, and noted her expression.

OOC: Ah, can't very well walk around without my saber now can I? I'll just be taking it back now, thanks.:)

IC: After the fallen Jedi had had her talk with Kahn only afterwords did she realize that she hd been without her lightsaber.

It did not take her long to figure out where she needed to go to get it.

She'd found the Sith demon walking freely within the forest, probably searching for more kill, no doubt.

Long before she had found him again, she had been masking her own presence via the force. Her purpose, to regain her saber without being detected by Malice.

By simple way of force pull, she pulled the weapon from his belt, the tool landing in the palm of her left hand, she wrapped her hand around it.

"I'll just be taking that back now...good day...."

She laughed and force ran in a quick exit, heading off to some other private destination.

She took words to Han's message as she traveled.

You failed yourself...

She denied him how she truly felt, he too had got to her.

They all would pay.

Amalia laughed to herself as she walked along, feeling Han's presence lost to the force and the one who had killed him...

well well well....

The killer...their paths would cross again, and Amalia would be waiting...

As for Han, she had a feeling he would stick to her like glue...

OOC: Kenshin is on vacation for a while so I wish we could put this on hold, but I doubt you'd agree.

IC:
Through the Force, Ky-Vin could sense the swinging blade, and he ducked his head just in time, the dagger whizzed over connecting only with air and a few strands of hair.

While he was down, Ky-Vin took advantage of his position by reaching up and punching the Sith hard in the side.

OOC: How long is he gone for? Well, don't worry about it, let's just have fun.


IC:

Perrin grunted as the hit took him on the side. He moved forward and turned around, as the Jedi also was turning to face him.

"You are quick, Jedi."

His saber swung up as both hands were on the hilt to add power to his move.

"Tell me, who is your master?"

And he swung and released his saber. The blade spiralled toward the Jedi horizontally and if the Jedi didn't duck, move or something.. it would take his head.

Perrin narrowed his eyes in concentration.

*At an elementary school on Naboo, seven-year-old Lono was frustrated as he grappled with his multiplication tables. Although Lono was a bright child, he had been having trouble concentrating as of late, and none of his instructors were sure why.

Suddenly, without warning, the boy burst into tears, sobbing as though he had been mortally wounded. His teacher rushed to his side, asking him what was wrong. It took several minutes for her to make out words between Lono's sobs and hiccups.*

"Somethings wrong with my mommy!"

*Then he convulsed once more into tears. Although his crying would subside later on, for the rest of the day Lono refused to speak to anyone or complete any of his work. His teachers were dumbfounded; they knew that Lono was Force-sensative, but weren't able to understand the bond that the young child shared with his mother, and how it could allow him to feel any intensifie emotions coming from her.*

OOC: Ohhh poo, and here i though i'd keep a memento to remind Malice of Amalia lol. Ohhh well. You just gave me something else to keep.

IC: Malice merely grunted as the fallen jedi master had returned merely for her saber. Continuing on through the forest towards the academy.....he suddenly stopped. A new tremor within the force struck at his mind. It wasn't like all the other times though when he felt someone throught he force....this one came also from a bond he forgot he had. It was his son, Lono.

He was in pain....sadness engulfed his being. This made the sith grin. Changing directions, Malice figured he would pay his little boy a visit. After all i had been a couple years since he last saw Lono.

*What a reunion this would make......first his mother falls to the darkness......and soon Lono too shall succum. We will be reunited within the blackness of evil*

*Han laughed, feeling right htrough amalia's defenses*

"I wouldn't have fallen, if you had tried to stop me, been there to convince me, to make me understand. But you weren't! Amalia, my death, as well as my turn to the darkside is on your hands, you know it as well as i do. You have fallen from grace. Embrace the anger, Amalia, embrace it and join the Darkside. I can feel it in your mind. This is what you want is it not? No jedi wishes for this, yet, peculiarly, you yourself believe it is your path, as i did."

*an impression of Han's face stricken in agony and covered in death, appeared to Amalia.*

"You enjoy that, don't you, you enjoy watching people DIE! And look here, the cold blooded killer herself, your trusted friend, Organa Solo."


"How soon will it be before she turns on you, Amalia, before she turns her back to you, adn then when you look to her for guidance and comfort, she rams a lightsaber down your throat? She is a killer. She may still be a jedi, but look at the look in her eyes, Amalia, she can't be trusted, she's gone to far! You MUST do something!" Han had decided now was the best time, as he continued hs "Raping" of Amalia's mind, to produce an unbelieveably strong force command into Amalia's head, bidding her to confront Leia.

Ky-Vin saw the blade spiraling towards him, so he rolled to his right and made sure he had cleared the saber before getting up.

"None of your business," he told the Sith. He wasn't interested in conversation. For a moment he thought about Master Azalin. Where was she? How were the other Jedi doing?
No distractions.

He held out his hand, palm outward, and tried using the Force to knock back his opponent.