Mandalore vs. The Ordo Alor

[07:21] Davos Ward Ordo slowly entered with a furrowed brow as he looked between A'denla and Nic for a few long moments before a cheery smirk cut across his lips, " Su'cuy.. " was all he said to the pair before his yellow hued gaze swept over to her.. " Went to Bakura 'esterday... Got ma' gut taken care of n' found some phrik plating we can get compression forged into gam' for ya... Beskar' is limited to Ori'vod and worthy Alor'e... " he said with a slight lick of his dry lips, " Been a while since I been in here, occupied with Fondor and what not. " he shrugged his immense shoulders.. " My Mand'alor I heard ye
[07:22] Davos Ward Ordo hit enter like a baus, " got my Ge'verd doin' trials... " his brow creasing a bit as he looked the two over.

[07:26] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) had been, once again fiddling with a firearm. That and reading were the Elder's passtimes. Unaware that the Ge'verd waspresent, he was immersed deeplyin his current occupation.. that is until the door opened. A'denla would turn around to see Davos enter, and his hands immediatley clenched into fists, keeping his posture straight, assuming a sort of overbearing pose. Right now, the ge'verd's trials were not his concern; discipline was, and so he drew from the things he heard, "My dear Davos." Emitted the perhaps overly-harsh voice of the Mandalore, "I heard titles didn't matter to Ordo, and that endulging in a woman's features take priority over your duties as Alor." He stepped off the higher step near the workbench, making him level with the Alor so as not to create an aura of superiority, beginning to take slow steps in his direction, "Give me one good reason as to why I shouldn't send you to manda, so I can give Sirus the pleasure of slapping you personally?'

[07:31] Nicci Sularen had walked in earlier, hair soaking wet from taking advantage of the waterfall outside the city walls to bath in.  She had been sitting in the corner, also fiddling with her weapon.  Though she was examining the war sword she had stolen from the Sith.  Apparently it still had magic in it, and the low hum of energy could still be heard electrifying the blade.  She wondered how she would polish such a thing, but the blade never seemed to need polishing, perhaps that was part of it's magic also.  She was used to not being noticed, and was perfectly fine with that.  She pulled out a large tome from her knapsack and opened it to read, that is until she heard the unusually harsh tone of the Mand'alor addressing Davos, distracting her attention for a mere moment before she went back to reading.
[07:31] Davos Ward Ordo raised a eyebrow as he said in a simple tone watching the Mand'alor come closer as he peered over to his Ge'verd, a soft smile cutting over his lips, " Titles don't matter, words... Jus' like anyone can call themselves a warrior doesn't mean they are... Titles are nothing and respect shall not be given to those demanding it because of titles... What I do wit' women is none of yer' concern... What you do wit' reporters is none of my concern... Ye' wanna send ma' Ge'verd on errands fer' yourself... She ain't gonna be in my Aliit' individuality is needed, take her as a personal guard or whatnot... She showed da' side of Ordo I been missin' in my life.. Now my priorities as Alor' are wha? To follow ye' around like a pup... Ordo is as loyal as any othe' aliit if not more so but I respect ye' not cause you wear red and gold and are Mand'alor but because ner'buir respected ye'... " his own tone seemed flat and level as if no semblance of caring was even being put on the situation cause honestly he didn't (C)
[07:34] Davos Ward Ordo care.. " Now ye' got a problem wit' me strip me of ma' rank... Tear ma' gam' off and shove this lass into ma' position.. I got better thin's to be doing then kissin' ass... N' ye' seem to enjoy to get after me... Never did that to Ures... Ye' respected him from wha' I hear... However Nicci is of Ordo, ye' are not... She does things for ye' I want ye' to tell me... Not her.. Respect, keep me' informed, I ain't got a problem with her servin' ya.. You are my Mand'alor but I wont be comin' second to this lil' molding process ye' got for her.. "

[07:42] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) listened to Davos quite intently, the black, rather cold stare of his visor was all he offered the Ordo'Alor as he made his rant. When he finished finally, he spoke, "I'm no Ordo?" he asked sternly, crossing his arms over his plated chest, "I was trained by an Ordo, vod." He stated before gesturing behind him at the workbench that had a blaster rifle, dissasembled, laying upon it, "You know who taught me to work my way around a weapon? Rohlan Ward Ordo, gar Ba'buir." he further reinforced, staring back at Davos, "My personal ship was forged on the moon be'gar aliir, and the Ordo'Alor at the time dubbed it 'A'denla's Legacy'. I'm as Ordo as you are, and therefore just as worthy to train gar verde, but.." he drifted, gesturing upward, where there was a circle on the upper floor, "You said words matter little to you, same as me. Why don't I just show you how much of an Ordo I can be?"

[07:45] Nicci Sularen's attention was now for sure no longer on the book as she let it slip from her fingers, looking from one to the other.  Surely all this couldn't have been cause just from merely desiring to train her.  She wasn't entirely sure what the big deal was with Davos not wishing Mandalore to do it.  She sat up on he bed, now thoroughly invigorated at the prospect she might get to see a fight between the two happen, even though she knew how it was going to end if it did occur.

[07:48] Davos Ward Ordo he nodded plainly, his single yellow eye flicking over the form of the Mand'alor for a long moment. " Aye' lets see A'denla.. No disrespect but I don't serve till I seen what yer' capable of... A test, ye' never seen me fight and I ain't ever seen you.. " he slowly reached down and placed a massive hand upon his large sword pulling it out a small amount, " I ain't got a problem wit' ya training her.. Tell me tho'.. It is a honor fer' her to be trained but I be da' Ordo Alor' ye' wanna take people under yer' wing I need to know.. Outta respect... " he then turned his gaze to Nic and his frown was evident but he gave a dip of his head, " Apologies lass, fer' yesterday.. " slowly he drew his large sword with a loud shriek as he walked to the circle.. As he passed he grasped his helmet, rudimentary but evidently Ordo he slipped it on over his head as he chuckled, his voice transmitter kicking in with a whir.. " Blades only... Kad Ha'rangir takes pride in those who wish to gain entrance to his halls when (C)
[07:49] Davos Ward Ordo continued, " they fight with blades.. " he slowly with a other arm extended it in a warrior shake meant for the forearm, " May the blood spilt be worthy of the forefathers who's own blood was spilt my Mand'alor.. "
[07:55] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) follows Davos to the circle. Earning the respect f others was something the Elder had been all too familiar with... earning the respect of Skirata, Mereel, And Ordo as a boy to gain entrance to Dxun, earning the respect of his own boys in Socarras to maintain his Alorship over the years, and now he earned the respect of every Alor to keep his title of Mandalore. His hand rested on the hilt of his sword as they went toward the upper level. As the two made it to the circle the mandalore assumed his position, and drew his sword smoothly, readying himself and giving a slight nod to the ordo'Alor,indicating he was ready.

[08:00] Davos Ward Ordo he dipped his head and slowly he looked the Mand'alor over.. Older but a well skilled fighter none the less... His mechanical hands clenching down on the blade's hilt as he slowly took his right leg and placed it back.. He would be making the first move so he slowly began to circle.. Long steps with his sword out front and his head tucked low with his shoulders forward so he wouldn't be knocked off balance.. He wasn't angry yet so he couldn't use that as a skill.. As soon as his left leg was close to A'denla's striking arm he lunged out his sword sweeping with a fair amount of force but with a quickness rarely seen in a diagonal cutting pattern from A'denla's left hip to his right shoulder.. Not all of Ordo's strength but he wanted to test the defences of the other Elder.

[08:17] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) would let himself fall to one knee, effectively steering barely clear of the ordo'Alor's diagonal swipe, maintaining his other foot on the ground to keep a good base. it was then that he'd attempt to swipehis curved, serated blade across Davos' unprotected knee, aiming to at least injure it and hinder his movement

[08:20] Davos Ward Ordo grunted in the back of his throat as the Mand'alor lowered himself... As he pivoted and fell to a knee his blade came down a small amount.. The curved saber slashing across the immense war sword sending a scouring of sparks across the landing pad.. Davos now on a knee with A'denla's blade close to his throat he let his muscular legs clench and the springy muscles release as he attempted to stab the Mand'alor through the upper right thigh.. Davos' left shoulder grinding against the curved blade for a moment in his sudden attack. His bent down posture was a good base platform as he tried to impale the other Elder.

[08:26] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) had his sword pushed back a bit as both blades collided, creating some distance between the two weapons. He was fully prepared forto defend, but wasn'tsure where. When davos thrust his blade forward the mandalor grunted in alarm, rolling to the side to steer clear of the attack, though it did manage to cut through a bit of his skin and cloth because this wasn't the matrix. The Elder managed to rise fluidly, and in so doing he turned with yet another swipe aimed at the back of the Chieftain's knee; his hamstring, growling as he made the attempted strike.

[08:29] Davos Ward Ordo snarled in delight as he watched his sharp blade cut through his pants a bit and draw some blood as anger pure and utter began to well up in him. His thick arms contorting but the Elder wasn't paying attention and the blade slammed into his leg, however due to the fact Davos had stepped back a bit it only clipped him slicing through his high leather combat boots and deflecting off the armoured fronts sending sparks and black pain chips onto the landing pad... " Blood for blood! " he howled behind his mask as small droplets of crimson blood dribbled down his leg, not enough to hurt him but enough to make him angry as he swung out again both hands on his sword as he went for the left knee.. Right above the armor with all his strength well enough to hack a limb off as he attempted to use A'denla's left side as a opening.

[08:36] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) was not surprised in the least that Davos' bloodlust began to overcome him in battle; such was the way of Ordo, not even Sirus was immune to it.A'denla, however, had the benefit of having been trained by a chieftain of Mereel as well; A'denn kandosii, focusing on Strategy, an advantage he had. The Mandalore brought down his blade to be in front of his leg and the ordo'Alor's war blade smashed into it, creating aloud clank. It was here he would try to match his strength and pivot his wrists, manipulating Davos' blade to come up alongside his, though here he would try to make a sudden thrust forward into one of the unprotected seems between Davos'abdomen plates. If it landed, he could very well impale him or hinder him greatly

[09:31] Davos Ward Ordo snarled as their swords locked for a brief moment.. Davo's face was well shrouded by the heavy beskar' helmet but the visor which was flecked with scratches reflected A'denla's own... His lips peeled back in a menacing manner.. He pivoted a bit to try and use A'denlas weight against him but as he pivoted the blade came free and the sharp tip slipped between Davo's abdomen plates and his chestplates.. His eye going wide for a moment as he let his blade lower. The cross guard of A'denla's sword was pressing into his stomach as he slowly looked over his shoulder, out the back was the other two feet of sword.. Blood dripping slowly along the length and onto A'denla's hand.. " Ain't... " his head hung for a moment as he panted in utter agony.. " Done... Yet.. " he said and with every last bit of strength he could muster he grasped his sword and attempted to slam it upwards.. The pointed tip with a nice angle to go under A'denla's chestplate and to try and impale the other Elder as well...

[09:42] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) grunted harshly as his blade jammed into Davos's body, undeterred by his seeming victory. An ordo, he knew, wouldn't give up in the face of defeat. As the ordo'Alor attempted to make his last, final stab, the Mandalore attempted to pIvot, but being in the awkward position meant he was able to get out of the way but not nearly as well. Davos' blade rammed A'denla's ribs, smack into the seem between his stomach and chest plate. The Blade penetrated his skin and flesh, though the way his 'gam was forged allowed little distance for the impaled blade to travel. Blood now flowed freely from A'denla's chestplate over Davos' sword, and it became merely a match as to see who could last the longest with the other's sword crammed into him before falling. As this happeened, the Mandalored growled through his helmet, fighting the pain as well as he could, determined to be the last one standing. he knew that Davos had been impaled significantly worse.

[09:48] Davos Ward Ordo drew in sharp ragged breaths as he let loose a soft chuckle... " Death... The only place Kad Ha'rangir greets you.... He does not greet da' living... " he looked down to his sword, A'denla's blood dribbling freely onto his metal gauntletted hand.. Davos was weakened and couldn't even lift his sword so he stood there for long moments and drew in a sharp hiss as he reared his head back and as he did he would attempted to twist the blade by the hilt as hard as he could.. While his head reared back far it slammed forward faster... The immense mountain of a Ordo Alor' simply tried to use all his weight to headbutt and cause as much pain to the Mand'alor as possible but the strain of everything was showing and halfway through the headbutt everything went black.. His immense weight was still being carried in the attempt but he would more then likely just smash into the Mand'alor.. His hand on his hilt loosened as his arms fell limp to his sides.. Fully unconcious from the amount of pain he had just endured.

[09:55] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) 's sword was successfully wrenched from his hand, though it was still impaled in Davos. Surprised by Davos' sudden surge in strength, the Mandalore quickly tried to bring his armored forearms up to cover his armored head, unable to move in the sudden sequence of events. The Ordo Chieftain's head smashed wellinto his arms, and so his arms pushed back and hit his own head, not causing as much pain but it was still there. The Elder stumbled back and kept his balance, open wound in his ribs freely yielding blood. Finally coming to his senses and seeing Davos on the floor. After a light cough, he approached the downed Alor, and slowly reached downward to wrap his gloves hand securely over the blood-soaked blade, pressing his boot against the side of Davos' chesplate to jerk back, ripping the blade from his body, grunting as he did so. Panting, A'denla looked down at him, "Have I earned your respect now, vod?" he asked harshly in the midst of heavy breathing, visor sliding upward to reveal his face, bringing a
[09:55] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon):  fatigued arm up and activating his come, "I need a baruur."