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Re: Open Terrain
Either this Human was innocent as he said, or he wanted me to beleive him, regardless his threat had been made and I could not allow that to abide. He beleived he had some purpose of moral duty in a place like this. He wanted my aid and now he threatened me. Two things crossed my mind, why was he so intent on wanting me to believe his innocence since it made no difference to the situation and furthermore if he had ever wanted my assitance a direct threat was the worst mistake he could make.
Two foot seperated us and though he be taller than me crouched low and poised with muscles ready to unfurl like ellastic bands and speed me nimbly towards him, no warning came, what might follow I did not know. Kill him, no it was not necessary, I would move to strike and be on my way, he would hinder me no longer, but he had to be taught that regardless of what he thought he was or what duty he felt he had this was the wrong being, wrong place and certainly the wrong time. He had much to learn about the underworld. I had nothing to lose, he had everything.[/narration:24jbwijo]
[action:24jbwijo]Left foot forward right foot back; it was this right foot that propelled me forward, darting forward, the air whipping past my bare scales. Left arm unfurled swinging upward toward his groin, my right arm snapped inward toward his nearest leg at knee height. Notably I snapped the batons as they moved performing two actions simultaneously. Firstly I re-orinetated the batons so although I still held them by the shorter handle perpendicular to the main shaft the main length of each now pointed away from my arm as opposed to running along my forearm. Secondly snapping the batons kicked them to life, they whined viciously buzzing through the air as an elelctrical charge surged through them enough to nulify most living things.
Remaining low and crouched presented him with fewer options. Striking down at me most likely would be worthless for by the time his hands came down it was highly likely either or both batons would have connected with their desired target. I half expected him to move backward, to jump or perhaps to attempt to intercept or perform a counter quite possibly with his legs, yet a batton aimed to the knee halved the possibility he would kick for it would leave his standing leg vulnerable to exploitation. I rather hoped that backwards would be the direction he opted for, straight toward the open cell door.[/action:24jbwijo][/quote:24jbwijo]
[narration:24jbwijo]The bluff had failed. He knew it was a fifty-fifty shot that his idle threats would provoke either the correct, or incorrect response which he had wanted. Hrókr had always envisioned a prison hierarchy to be ruled by the strong and boastful, and not by the lone man that wanted to bite back. To think that in the middle of this dire straight that both men saw each other in, and their need to free themselves, that they would end up having to fight each other in order to prove who could leave alive.[/narration:24jbwijo]
[action:24jbwijo]The force had been gathering around Hrókr--specifically for this moment--should he have needed it, and with it, he opened his extended hand and tensed his fingers outward to their farthest reaches before using the force to emit a wave from him.[/action:24jbwijo]
[narration:24jbwijo]This was not unlike a Force Push, or a Force Wave, but in face a combination of both. The Force Wave is a power that extended from one's being outwards in a three-hundred-sixty-degree circle around the user to powerfully knock back all who would surround them. The Force Push, on the other hand, was a simple application of force from an extremity. This combination attack used the Force Wave, but focused it, not all around but forwards like a Force Push, in order to magnify the power of the attack and send not just a single target, but any who should be in the direction of the wave. Unless Hannas could somehow counter the force with his own means then he would assuredly be sent cascading backwards.[/narration:24jbwijo]
[ic:24jbwijo]"I told you that I didn't want to fight you, but I need you to assist in my escape. Help me, or I will have no choice but to make you unable to hinder me...[/ic:24jbwijo]
[narration:24jbwijo]Assuming the power had worked properly Hrókr would set his feet to balance with his body in profile to make his opponent's target smaller. His knees would slightly bend and he would assume a defensive stance with his right hand positioned loosely an inch or two from his right cheek, and his left arm out in front of his profile. His left palm would be facing to the right in a diagonal and his right palm would be facing forwards to both be able to defend accordingly. As he would move his eyes would never leave his opponent. He would watch the man before him and synchronize his body movements to note for incoming attacks.[/narration:24jbwijo][/quote:24jbwijo]
[narration:24jbwijo]Time. Time was something not on Hrókr's side. He couldn't afford to wait for his opponent to spring upon him. He had to move; to leave and take his chances with the one that was trying to be free.[/narration:24jbwijo]
[ic:24jbwijo]"Fine. I will leave you be, but mark my words: I will kill you if you hinder my chances of escape in any way!"[/ic:24jbwijo]
[narration:24jbwijo]Hrókr backed up slowly at first, keeping his face to Hannas as he did so, and then moved more quickly as he got farther away until he eventually turned and began to walk quickly towards the guard post as chaos permeated around him. His senses were alert and the force was building around him as he walked into the guard's station which was now surprisingly empty. They were all probably out trying to stop the prisoners since the station had no power anyway. With a quick scan of the room Hrókr found what he was looking for; a key and a datapad with a blueprint of the jail.
[i:24jbwijo]Perfect[/i:24jbwijo], the unknown prisoner was on the way to the armory. Hrókr smirked with satisfaction as somehow he had yet to be stopped by any guards, nor had the Coruscanti military arrived to lock down the complex. He took his worries in stride as he finally reached the heavily secured cell of the unknown. Slowly he began to glide across the floor before reaching the chained man.[/narration:24jbwijo]
[ic:24jbwijo]"Tell me, why should I free you?"[/ic:24jbwijo]