Kelim'tel ready'd his lightsaber as the fighting began to get worse. He kneel'd down and began to meditate, preparing for his first real battle. "[b]I'll try to take Count Dooku if possible, if you spot him, let me know.[/b]" After meditating for a while, the explosions and gunfire were too much for him to keep in quiet. "[b]I'm ready when you are. May the Force be with us.[/b]" He smiled, sweeping his hair back, and began to steady his feet, ready to jump out into the action when it began for them. The Larty would be landing soon, and he knew it. It was only a matter of time before he would have to prove himself to the Clones as a capable fighter, if they didn't already believe that he could handle himself.