So. [Bladieboe] decided to pull a punk attitude and get all messy with the Jedi at The Jedi Council. NOT a good idea. He assumed that he was better at me with the lightsaber (as in roleplaying), and I tested him to it. Here's our nice little fight in the Arena.

15:20:55 L'Pianist: A quick thought of meditation, before both hands reached for the hilts of her lightsabers, flipping them from hand to hand. One green, one orange, as they always had been, she noted as she turned them on with the flicker of a button. The sabres slid off again as she pressed once more, awaiting the arrival of one especially fiendish little 'man,' who she was to challenge as to who was the better in the arts of the lightsaber.

 
15:32:19 Radio_Active: Ignites his two training sabers, Im here little girl

15:34:22 L'Pianist: ((-sighs- He can't even spell right, and uses no punctuations whatsoever. A waste of my time....)) "Little girl?" She mocked him, smirking almost devilishly. "I'm no /girl/ either. Can't you tell?" She swirled about, Cathar-Toydarian mix a strange combination. "I'm a /woman./ Apparently you can't understand the difference." She grinned, looking down upon the training sabres, although she herself had practiced with those nary a year before. "Come then." The sabres ignited once again, flashing orange and green in the dimmed light. She held one above her head, blocking the upper half of her face, the other held at a cocked angle against her torso.

 
15:41:36 L'Pianist: ((-hums-))

 
15:50:52 L'Pianist: ((Aaand....he ignores me.))

 
At around that time, I had messaged him, asking if he was going to post or not. Yes, I had insulted him by saying it was a waste of my time, but I was going to pull through with it anyways, to 'show him who's boss.' He ignored my messages.

Wow. Guess he was too much of a bad-ass Jedi Sabre-Master that he couldn't take the post to godmode and kill me instantaneously.

YOU BE THE JUDGE.