Morning 1
Challenge
Talee'lan (Cull) vs. Assassin (Domination3000)
Talee'lan and Assassin both stepped into the dueling ring and stripped off their robes, letting them fall to the ground. Assassin was troubled by this duel. Talee'lan had challenged him almost immediately, and he radiated confidence. Assassin was as proud as the next Sith, so naturally he had accepted the challenge without hesitation. He was completely sure of his abilities, but that didn't mean anything - so was Talee'lan. It looked as if Assassin would have to teach the arrogant Twi'lek not to mess with him, the old fashioned way.
Talee'lan started twirling his double-bladed lightsaber in an intricate weave of patterns, painting a picture in the air with his crimson paintbrush. Assassin had no response, as he was not quite as talented with the saber. His talents lie in other areas.
While Talee'lan was spinning his lightsaber, Assassin grew tired of the charade and lashed out with the Force without warning. Talee'lan hadn't set up a defense yet, so he stumbled back a bit - the wave of energy Assassin had sent at him was weak. Snarling, the Twi'lek sprinted over to Assassin's position in a mad dash, unleashing his double-bladed weapon on the unsuspecting human. Struggling to put up a defense against Talee'lan's ferocious thrusts and stabs, Assassin desperately summoned the Force in an attempt to choke Talee'lan. The Twi'lek made an odd gurgling sound for a second or two, then resumed his offense. "You are weak with the Force, and even weaker with the lightsaber!" Talee'lan reinforced his statements with a crushing blow that landed squarely on Assassin's own lightsaber - and knocked it right out of his hands. The Twi'lek smiled savagely, pointing the tip of his lightsaber at Assassin's throat. The human attempted to take the advantage with the Force, but his talents were so undeveloped that it was in vain. Talee'lan snickered. "You are weak, and you don't belong here. However, I am not a bloodthirsty fool, and I will allow you to live. Don't count on being so lucky next time."
With that, the Twi'lek walked away, leaving Assassin uninjured, lying down in the middle of the dueling ring. Embarrassed, he quickly put his robe back on and stumbled down the stairs, away from the other students. The afternoon couldn't come soon enough for him.
It is now AFTERNOON 1. NIGHT 1 comes in 48 hours, or after everyone has sent in their training orders - whichever comes first.
