Sbm Zandro Erinos Vs. Prt Arack Tavar
Sashar glanced around the newly created Arcona Arena, a swell of pride threatening to spill out into a smile over his features before he regained composure and turned to the two combatants, both standing before him, the tension veritably bubbling forth from them in the force.
“Zandro, you have brought a lightsaber, a WESTAR 34 Blaster Pistol and your Soulfire Armour. Arack, you have an armoury saber, a firelance blaster rifle and Black Hammer Armour. Remember, no fatalities. Go!” The Consul ordered, stepping back, giving the two Arconans room to move, and to fight.
The crowd was roaring in anticipation as the two men faced each other, their Consul's words echoing out around the packed arena as the spectators screamed for blood. Zandro was not exactly an experienced fighter in the Arcona Arena, but in terms of combat experience he was one of the more experienced fighters that the Clan possessed. He had seen his fair share of combat and then some, ranging from the hills to the cities to the skies and back again, but it had been a while since he had actively looked forward to a fight like he was now. Looking over at his opponent, Zandro saw the pride swirling around the man as he wore his new armour, clearly loving every second of being a part of Black Hammer and clearly willing to risk life and limb by taking on Zandro to garner more fame for the newly commissioned squad.
He's got guts, if nothing else.
"So, the tank man wants to play with the infantry. Isn't this a bit of a step-down for your career?"
Arack let a little anger slip into his expression as he glared over at the Arconae, his hand straying perilously close to the blaster rifle he had.
"Not all of Black Hammer play with tanks Zandro, I'm an infantry man myself and so this isn't exactly a career change, although the prestige of beating you will certainly help my future prospects."
A short bark of laughter spurted out as Zandro shook his head and pulled on the helmet he had been holding as the match was announced. The comforting presence of the display he had been used to since joining Soulfire managed to still any frayed nerves that remained as he steeled himself for the battle ahead. Despite the difference in power, Zandro was not willing to go easy on his opponent because he had found out first-hand that to underestimate anyone was never a good idea.
Too many good men have ended up dead because they weren't prepared to fight their opponent as an equal. That mistake is one that I will never allow myself to make.
"Time to dance."
Plucking his Westar-34 from it's holster on his right thigh just as his opponent swung his Firespray rifle into position, Zandro opened fire as he dove to his right. Shots from both of the combatants sailied past their targets as both men scrambled behind the cover that the pillars of the arena provided. Pressing his back against the pillar, Zandro raised his blaster up to head height before spinning around the pillar and out onto the arena floor once more, his aim tracking over to the last place he had seen Arack.
"Come out, come out wherever you are."
Arack Tavar knew he may have let his ego and want of fame, for both himself and his squad, get the better of him as he saw Zandro Savric Erinos Arconae, Sith Battlemaster and Honored Arconae, pull the trigger on his WESTAR-34 pistol, forcing Arack to deliver a return volley as both combatants spun behind the pillars that were spaced evenly throughout the Arcona Arena.
"Come out come out, wherever you are" taunted the Arconae and the mid-ranked Journeyman bit the bait, spinning out from behind his pillar, only to meet a one-two blaster shot and then a charging Erinos, his silver pistol holstered and in its place the black hilt of Synapse, his lightsaber.
Scrambling for his other weapons, Arack pulled his Fira sword from its simple scabbard that hung from his black armor's utility belt and desperately lunged at the charging Soulfirian commando. The Battlemaster easily dodged the lunge and appeared to activate Synapse, but instead he ducked under the Black Hammer infantry specialist's guard and sent the hilt of his custom lightsaber into his opponent's chin, causing Arack Tavar to go flying back, much to the delight of the crowd.
Hitting the hard-packed sand and rolling, Tavar groaned inside his helmet and he thought he was going unconcious but realized that the fiber-glass of his helmet's viewpanel had spider-cracked. Unfastening the helmet, the Protector restored to a desperate attack as he saw the Equite stalk towards him -- he threw the helmet.
A harsh bark of laughter erupted from Zandro as he carelessly blasted the helmet out of the way with the Force and pulled out his WESTAR-34 again, pointing the finely crafted pistol at Arack.
"Maybe you shouldn't have come out after all, infantryman" taunted the Shadesworn.
A perfect post...apart from one thing. You had Arack use his blaster. In terms of CS ability, he has no skill in ranged weaponry, so only a complete moron would open up a fight by using the weapon he's least used to. However, it's partially arack's fault for bringing a [Expletive Deleted]ing weapon he isn't at all skilled with to a fight in the first place, so it won't count heavily against you.
Otherwise, yeah, you've got everything dead on. decent ammount of introspection, not too much soliloquising, fair bit of action, no pwning the newbie before the fight's even kicked off. Everything I look for in a post. Nice work.
You've already got busted for this, but you keep making the same mistake, so it'll keep [Expletive Deleted]ing you over. You have no points in ranged weaponry, yet are taking a blaster into a fight. This is not an intelligent move.
Thankfully, you do somewhat recoup that bit of tactical suicide by not using the blaster at all in your post.
Other than that, not a bad post, however you missed a force annotation when Zandro knocked the helmet out of the way.
Yeah, Arack other than the catastrophic error with the blaster, you did well there, all things considered, however Zandro didn't cock up like that, so the win goes to him.
Zandro = 12 points
Arack = 4 points