[center][h2]~| The Jedi Temple on Coruscant |~ ~| Day 1, 11[sup]th[/sup] hour |~[/h2] [u][h3]Jayda & Cerria, Jedi Archives[/h3][/u][/center] [hr] Hearing Talon telling them to scatter, Cerria ran for it, keeping herself hidden. She cursed herself for not having great enough fighting skills to help Talon, but there was nothing could be done. She reached the doors of the archives and silently slipped towards the door only to see another at the door. This person wasn't one she had seen before and she tensed. [color=#48C9B0]”Who are you?”[/color] her voice was cold and held the emotions like she had before with Talon. Holding out her lightsaber in front of her, her finger was on the button ready to turn it on if she needed to and she had a strong feeling that it would lead to that and a battle. “Put that way or you’ll end up hurting yourself,” Jayda warned, her eyes narrowed. Her hand hovered over her lightsaber and ready to snap it into her hand at the slightest provocation. She stay near the door for long while her boots clipped along the carpet floor, her figure stiff and alert because of the nearby Sith. One was over near the far wall of what appeared to be a library filled with information and a single vault that she assumed held something of value to the other. Another presence, a Lord, attracted her attention to another direction and flared up her guard even more. However, Sish’s words refused to allow her to retreat until she had captured a Jedi. Unable to tell if she was being sarcastic or was warning her, Cerria didn't let her guard down at the female. She discreetly observed the way the female stood and it was flaring up red flags. [color=#48C9B0]”I would but I don’t like the way you are standing. Are you with the group is attacking us?[/color] Cerria kept narrow eyes on the girl’s form, watching for any sudden movements she would try. Hearing some commotion starting off in the archives behind her, she tensed up more hoping the children were safely hiding. Cerria absolutely [b]refused[/b] to leave the doors open for more enemies to enter. “I didn’t know it was a Jedi’s right to dictate and determine [i]how[/i] an individual can stand,” Jayda’s tone held a bit of bitterness and edge to it when she spoke, “Then again, Jedi seem to be completely lacking empathy toward the feelings of others. As for your answer, what do you think? What do your eyes and the force tell you?” [color=#48C9B0]”Everything is telling me not to let you through those doors”[/color] With her answer confirming she was an enemy, she had to fight if she were to start attacking, but she had to keep everything she learned in mind. She began to think of ways of disarming her quickly without hurting the still unnamed female.[color=#48C9B0]”I would surrender if I was you. I abhor hurting people even if they are an enemy, but i'm not afraid to do it if it is necessary”[/color] “Apologies,” Jayda bowed in mockery, not taking her weapon quite yet and then raised upright once more, “I can’t do that. Unfortunately I was given a task and I much rather not risk being beaten to an inch of my life.” With a quick flicker of her left hand, a table jerked from its location beside the padawan and immediately flew at Cerria’s left side. When Cerria reacted, Jayda’s right foot lead as her figure rushed forward. She drew her lightsaber and ignited it with a purple blade, the plasma buzzed in strength while she covered the distance. Her blade pulled back to her left and then lashed out low, aiming to cut at Cerria’s leg opposite of the incoming table. Cerria gasped and jumped out of the table's direction letting it hit the wall and shatter. She clicked the button on her weapon. She quickly swung her arm to block Jayda’s attack, the sounds of their lightsabers loud enough to echo the walls surrounding them. Cerria jumped away from Jayda far enough to think for a second. Figuring that the only way to end this fight was to try and disarm the female before someone got hurt, she began to think of ways of doing it without removing a limb. Her eyes went to the left leg and then her lightsaber. Jayda snarled at the padawan’s retreat. Her blade continued the movement after it narrowly missed Cerria’s foot and twisted upward back to her front. The blade was set at a horizontal defense across her chest with the hilt at her waist. Recalling Sish’s teachings in a begrudging way, Jayda knew she had to go on the offense and started to cut the distance between them. Her right foot again led while she watched the Jedi try to puzzle something out in her mind. [i][color=#48C9B0]’If I hit her leg just right to cripple it, I can end this fight quickly. I need to be quick about it, but she can't see me coming.’[/color][/i]Cerria mentally said to herself. She looked at the shattered table that was jerked at her and her eyes brightened. Focusing on the table, the Jedi sent the table hurling at Jayda. Shifting her wrist downward aiming her blade slightly to the left of Jayda’s left knee, she swiftly hit the area with the blade of her lightsaber being careful to make sure the limb was injured but still intact to her body. Cerria jumped a short distance away panting. The zabrak was ready when the table came. Immediately her blade whipped out and sliced the table into half in an instance, her figure moved to the left from the side covered by the table. Her eyes turned to the sense of danger coming from her side, watching the table pieces tumble down. A flash of modest colors associated to the Jedi came into view when the padawan rushed past to clip where she was. Her purple blade whipped back like a snake. It immediately it came backwards across her side and batted the lightsaber’s incoming blade, the two sparked on contact before it reached Jayda’s leg. The apprentice continued quickly forward several steps before she flipped back and brought herself into a defensive position. Her blade raised across her chest and dipped at a diagonal, the tip pointed at her hips. Meanwhile her legs widened to steady her stance, braced for another attack. Cerria cursed mentally at her failed plan on crippling her. She watched Jayda dip down into a defensive position. This would be harder than she thought it would be. She took in surroundings in a discreet manner hoping to find something that would break the woman’s defensive position and concentration. Her eyes went to the somewhat busted archive door. She gained an idea, but pulling it off could prove very difficult. But if she broke the doors further, that would make the children and Talon even more vulnerable than they already are. Her eyes left the doors, searching for another way and then her eyes went behind Jayda. If she could lead the female away from the room, she could fight her away from the children. She gained a small grin that was very unnoticeable. [color=#48C9B0]”I think it's time we take this fight elsewhere.”[/color] Cerria send one of the half pieces hurling at the apprentice, before running at her. Seeing the female move the very side she wanted her to jump to, she rushed past her not looking back but did keep her senses on alert for an attack and her blade tilted up at a 45 degree angle. Jayda didn’t want to risk another surprise attack as she slipped to the side, letting the table pieces fly by. Another blur of dull colors caught her attention when the padawan rushed by. She spotted the human darting for the exit causing her to snarl. Her force reached out then shot the tables just ahead of Cerria causing them to splinter and shatter on impact before she reached the doorway. Without waiting for the Jedi to recover, the Sith darted toward the Padawan with an aim to land a diagonal slice from her hips to her shoulder across the exposed back. Cerria saw the attack coming from her peripheral vision and turned around quickly meeting her blade with hers. A loud echo sound surrounded them when they hit in a splash of color. Upon locking blades, Jayda’s momentum grinding to a predictable stop. This prevented her from advancing and possibly causing the two to tumble, cutting each other on their own blades. The Zabrak growled as she pushed, carefully, her advantage of strength over the less physically trained padawan. [color=#48C9B0]”I'm not going to surrender without a fight sith”[/color] Cerria said coldly, no emotion still on her face, making her unreadable while on the inside she was panicking and pushing her body to keep fight back. She looked towards the left and saw some materials that were left from the re building of the hallway after some padawans went a little over board in practice. She concentrated on making the heavy material move. Giving up on trying to get that to move, she turned her attention to other things and saw some chair pieces littering not far from the material. Concentrating, she got a back piece of the chair to fly towards them and aimed to smack Jayda upside her head and face. Jayda sensed the incoming attack. Her eyes darted over her shoulder and the flicker of something flying at her caused the apprentice to disengage. She jerked to the side to attack and neutralize the surprise attack. Her blade unlocked from the Jedi’s, her body moved from her previous position and out of range, as she lashed at her right. The chair piece severed into smaller pieces then fell to the ground, harmless. Cerria made a break for it. Her figure rushed down the right and towards the back exit. Her chest was rapidly beating in her chest as the lights began to flicker on and off. The force of the explosions was takings its tow on the temple. Cerria could tell none of her tactics were working to slow the Sith apprentice down and took a sharp, nearly knocking a case of old books down. She continued to run, not daring to stop. The zabrak apprentice snarled when her eyes spotted the Padawan dart away and down a gap between the archives’ shelves. When she spotted the Jedi nearly collide with one, an idea edged into the apprentice’s mind. Her hands gripped tightly upon her lightsaber then slashed at the support anchoring the large, bulky thing in place. The metal hissed and burned into a metal stump as the shelf leaned toward the room’s wall. Using much of her focus, Jayda lifted a hand then applied it to collapse it upon the Jedi. At first, it didn’t move. With passing moments, the books rumbled and toppled onto the floor with some likely smacking Cerria on their way. The structure shook as Jayda showed visible strain in her actions to make thing fall. Thankfully, it was one of the smaller ones and only reached about about 3.5 meters in height. Cerria cried out in pain as a heavy book fell from out of nowhere and got her right in her lightsaber hand. A snap could be felt and heard as a bond obviously broke. She turned around quickly, looking on in horror as a shelf began to fall towards her. Falling backwards she used her force powers just enough to soften the blow it would cause, causing it to hit her right leg enough bruise it. Luckily she had turned off her saber so she didn't hurt herself as it rolled near her head. Cerria met eyes with Jayda one last time before her vision blackened and she entered a void of darkness. Jayda stepped toward the destruction, her breath shallow and exhausted. It had taken a lot out of her in order to move the shelf due primarily to the weight and thickness of it which mentally worried her. However, she managed to come of the conflict without a scratch and captured a Jedi. Her boot kicked away the Jedi’s light saber as she leaned down to check the girl’s pulse. Satisfied there was still life within the Padawan’s body, the apprentice began to remove the shelving and dig her out to bring her back to the collection vessel for the Jedi.