The Star Wars Iconic Characters and the Lords of the Expanse: Hunting Grounds...

[Valara]

Val watches amusedly as Sia and the big soldier boast and flirt. Was the Jedi girl attracted to the man? He certainly was well muscled, and his body was very very trim. The amazon felt more then a little lust for him herself, though she would never take what was her friends. The purple haired girl didn't wait for an answer from her white haired object of affection, she turned to go to her room discarding her banquet clothes as she went. It was rather lucky that she was as close to the door as she was, and that the shimmer-silk was as tight as it was. Fortuitously or not for Set's fantasy life the door closed behind her before the bodysuit came off of her shapely bottom.

After a few moments the amazon re-emerged in her more familiar leather outfit. She sighed happily as she stalked forward her Knee-high boots made barely any sound as she moved across the room to follow along behind Sia. As she passed him, she gave Set a meaningful glance towards the door, trying to get him to come along. Either way though she goes to the elevators to catch up with Sia and Vor'en barely sliding in before the doors clothes behind her. She follows silently behind the duo as they enter the gym, looking back to the doors every once in awhile for Set.

 

[Sia-Lan Wezz]

Sia-Lan started pulling off all her outer robes off her lithe athletic frame so she can fold them nicely in one corner. No need in giving Deel a heart attack at ruined clothing. Underneath was her usual loose white linen clothes, light and airy, comfortable for sparring.

"You're not going to wear the body armor, are you?" she asked the solider, with a slight arch of one auburn brow while she exhaled and concentrated. Steepling her hands together, she focused her mind as her master had taught her long ago. "I don't scare you that much, do I?"

 

[Vor'en Kurn]

Slowly and dilberately, Vor'en begins loosening the straps of his blast vest, and as he removes the back-and-breast shell he begins to feel very, very nervous. Out in public. Without body armor. You fool! shouts his drill intructor in his head. Vor'en replies mentally Quiet, you. Three weeks after I finished boot camp you were discharged for untreatable paranoia. Vor'en leaves the face mask on, however. In response to the look from Sia, he says simply "I'll take it off when you win." He steps on to the mat, does a few streches, and falls in to a fighter's stance.

ooc: and settles in to wait for the GM. And is it me, or do the ratings feel high in here?

 

[Pbartender]

[OOC Oof, you guys... Ok. I just got to work, and don't have my rulebook. So, we'll settle this tomorrow (Friday) afternoon after I get home and get some sleep.

For now... Vor'en wins initiative, and I'm assuming he is not wearing his combat gloves.

 

[Sia-Lan Wezz]

For a moment, Sia-Lan stands perfectly still, focusing her mind to the task at hand to still any flurry of her nerves, any excitement lingering in her thoughts, all gone to bring her concentration to its highest point. Her fingers steepled together she resembled a monk seeking enlightenment. Even the bright auburn hair resembled a halo about her youthful face.

Once her thoughts are ordered, she steps into the mat opposite the solider and slides into a relaxed stance. Her lips curve into an amused smile and she winks one brilliant blue eye at him.

"En garde, solider boy!"

OOC: Activate Battlemind - taking a 10

P.S. Yes, I know she's going to get absolutely beat down with the AoO alone. You've got at least two attack opportunites for every attack I do thanks to your combat martial arts versus my total lack of skill in there. Should be fun though! Gives me a chance to work through some of the combat things in SW.

 

[Arani Korden]

"Dorn, maybe you can teach Arani a few good self-defense moves. "

"I'd rather we practiced our dancing, to be honest. If Dorn is going to be my escort, we're both going to have to be wonderful.

And as for why a bunch of teenagers are being sent on this mission, it's because I'm Aunt Agatha's neice, and therefore a tangential member of House Cadriaan, and therefore have a plausible reason to be there, and to bring a bunch of my (at least semi-competent) friends. No cover identities required."

When Vor-en and Sia-Lan leave for their little challenge, Arani wil shake her head sadly, and go to her room and writie in her datapad for a while.

 

[Rorworr]

"He doesn't stand a chance." Rorworr says as Sia and Vor'en leave the suite. "He'll be exhausted just from her chatter by the time they reach the gym."

The Wookie flops down on the couch beside Kaz and switches the vidscreen on, flicking between channels at random. He yawns loudly and puts his feet up on the table in front of him.

 

[Set Harth]

Valara grins at Sia's suggestion, she hated sitting around and not being active, it just grated on her. Her smile grew bigger at the prospect of wrestling around and training with Set, she would get to show off for him, and t would get her ready for the hunt, she had been rather inactive since leaving the Jungle world after all.

"I defintely do need more practice Master Set. If you will wait for me to change into my leathers we can get started." she says grinning at him mischeviously. "Much as I don't want to admit it, I am not good enough to spar with a real lightsaber Set, can we maybe use something less dangerous, like a stick or a training saber? I wouldn't want to ruin your beauty." strangely enough there isn't any teasing at all in the last bit.

"So, are you up for it?" she asks, her eye's shining with anticipation.

Set's smirk turns into a sour grin at Valara's words. "Ah Ok, Val but first I want to see Sia and Vor'en go at it. And just Set is fine I'm only an apprentice not a master." Set manages to stutter through the words nerviously.

Set awaits Valara's return from changing and accompanies her to the Gym.

 

[Kelko]

Kelko rolled over onto his back again and opened one pitch black eye. "Man... farewell, Vor'en, we hardly knew ye," he murmurs, in agreement with Rorworr's assessment. Probosis puckered, he glances at the vidscreen with distate. "I thought that show was cancelled by now. Boy do I hate it," he says as the Wookiee flicks through. "And I saw that movie. Lousy ending. Hey, that actor's been putting on weight, huh?"

 

[Pbartender]

The sparring mat is just over 20 meters in diameter. Vor'en and Sia-Lan stand about two meters apart at the center of the mat. Vor'en takes up the bobbing combat stance he learned from the Cadriaan Captain of the Guard, while Sia-Lan dips into the Force to sharpen her senses and reflexes.

[OOC Vor'en has first initiative, and Sia-Lan gains a +2 to attack rolls from Battlemind.

As usual, once both actions for a round are posted, I'll post the results of the round. If someone takes more than a reasonable amount of time (~ a day) to post, I'll assume that they are taking the Total Defense action with no movement for that round.

Vor'en: VP/WP 32/14; Def 19; Atk +5 melee (1d4+2), +6 ranged; Spd 10m; Init +3

Sia-Lan: VP/WP 22/12; Def 16; Atk +3(+5) melee (1d3), +5(+7) ranged; Spd 10m; Init +2