Battlemaster Delak Krennel vs. Battlemaster Aiden Dru

Battlemaster Delak Krennel

Equite 2, Equite tier, Clan Scholae Palatinae
Male Human, Sith, Juggernaut
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Battlemaster Aiden Dru

Equite 2, Equite tier, Clan Taldryan
Male Human, Sith, Marauder
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Hall 'Guests' of the Matron [2016]
Messages 1 out of 6
Time Limit 3 Days
Competition 'Guests' of the Matron
Battle Style Alternative Ending
Battle Status Closed by Timeout
Combatants Battlemaster Delak Krennel, Battlemaster Aiden Dru
Force Setting Standard
Weapon Setting Standard
Battlemaster Delak Krennel's Character Snapshot Snapshot
Battlemaster Aiden Dru's Character Snapshot Snapshot
Venue Godless Matron: Hangar Zerek
Last Post 17 November, 2016 4:17 PM UTC
Member timing out Aiden Dru
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Matron_HangarZerek

Pirates are a rowdy lot. It is a fact rarely questioned and merely accepted by those who deal with them regularly. While the Herald’s crew is no different, the band's leader has a different approach to facilitating their tendencies. To this end, one of the Matron's smaller hangars — designated Hangar Zerek — has been recommissioned as a combat arena... or execution chamber.

Once a dedicated repair bay, Hangar Zerek is still equipped with fabricator arms and an assortment of Trade Federation droid parts that have fallen into disrepair. A squared off section, including illumination banks at each corner, designates the intended 'arena'. The section is denoted by active shock fences, run by nearby generators. It is here that the crew lets off steam, with the hangar bay sealed.

Matron_HangarZerek

The hangar itself still has a fully functioning force field that comes into play when matches are meant to become more interesting, or when it comes time to jettison troublesome captives. The hangar bay doors peel open, leaving only the active field to separate the arena from the vacuum of space. The control mechanisms for the hangar doors can be operated manually from the control booth or on a set timer, including the force field's toggle switch.

The control booth is the last segment of Hangar Zerek worth noting. Doubling as an observation deck, it is the only obvious entrance to the hangar. All maintenance hatches and access-ways have been sealed in advance, though the catwalks crisscrossing along the upper layers of the hangar remain. The booth itself is sealed, providing a safe haven for when the force field comes down.

The vastness of space had a feeling to it that was hard to describe. The infinite. An expanse of nothing that meant death for so many species within the galaxy. It was always so close, to those who traveled within its vacuum, yet deceptively far away. That deception fell to the wayside standing within Hangar Zerek. The hangar doors had been fully retracted, leaving only the force field separating the combatants within from being sucked into the void.

"Now now," a voice rang out. The overlay of static was thick, warping the tone of the voice as it echoed within the derelict space. "You're going to be putting on quite the show for us or, well... Would be a shame to have to hit this here button."

The threat was clear. the combatants remained exposed within the hangar proper and the only thing between them and a sudden, violent exit from the Godless Matron was the master control panel.

Delak stood very still staring down his enemy. Aiden countered his stare with a soul piercing glare of his own. How had they come into this situation? They had been brought to this hanger and left there with all of their weapons. This voice speaking to them was distorted as if by a voice changer. It was a very creepy voice indeed. It was raspy and poorly audible through the speakers. The figure stood in the control room in dark clothes with a black robe on. Delak could sense the presence of the Dark Side of the Force but this was not someone he knew.

“Why don’t you show yourself fool?” Delak barked out. “You have made a grave error in judgement bringing the two of us here.”

“I think not,” the cloaked figure States in the electronic sounding voice. “You will both fight for my pleasure and the winner will exit with only the wounds from the fight. If you refuse,” there was a pause and lights started to go off as if the bay was depressurizing. “Well how long can you hold your breath?” He chuckled as he spoke.

“Sith poodoo. You will suffer for this.” Delak stated coarsely. His face went solemn as he turned to face Aiden. “Aiden I'm sorry for this.”

“Why are you sorry? I will be the victor today.” Aiden said with a stern voice. “Let’s get this over with.”

Delak and Aiden circled each other slowly. The cloaked figure watched with great intrigue. Delak unclipped his lightsaber from his belt and Aiden did likewise. Both men ignited their sabers with a snap hiss. Delak listened to his blade hum to life and the resonations of light and sound from the purple blade looked like a Corulagian sunset in the waning hours of the day in his childhood. The two men raised their sabers to the on guard position. Both stared at each other waiting for the other to make the first move. Delak made the first lunge at Aiden’s leg trying to make him move in the way he wanted him to. He was successful in his maneuver. Aiden jumped up into the air above Delak’s head. He reached within himself and felt a prickly sensation as he drew on his inner power. He unleashed a blast of lightning at his opponent catching him in the chest and knocking him backwards spinning him in the air. He landed on his back and smoked like a smoke signal from a fire. He braced himself up with one of his arms and raised his head to stare at Delak.

“Clever Delak. You won’t catch me like that again.” Aiden said.

“Never say never Aiden. You will find that I am full of surprises.” Delak said with a smug look.