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If anything, stats and numbers only increase the skill required to defeat your opponent. All they do in most cases is define the framework that you have to use, thus restricting you to pre-specified capabilities and forcing your skill to play a larger role because you can't ad-lib things on the spot.
I feel I should also mention that she's not really the naturally offensive type and would likely be perfectly happy just to carry on a conversation about the differences in the worlds they're from.
"Exceptional force?" She opened her eyes and smiled at the man, then began crossing the distance between them. It was a peculiar choice of words, and indicated something beyond the capabilities of normal men. "I would have it no other way." What she felt from him was even more potent, a presence so strong that she could not remember meeting more than two jedi masters that would count among his equals. She halted her progress a mere half meter shy of the center of the platform, left hand still on her hilt while her right simply hung by her side. Her left thumb twitched almost imperceptibly, toggling the weapon from its usual mode of operation to the setting reserved for training matches. It would still be wholly capable of defending against her opponent's blades, but would leave nothing more than light burns on his skin should she land a strike on him, though that is not to say it wouldn't hurt. The blade's paralytic properties would still be in full effect.

The rest of his words, or rather a single one in particular, stood out as odd to the woman. She had never before heard of the notion of "chi", and was immediately curious as to whether it was at all similar to the force. Judging by his association of the concept with her, she guessed that it was. "What is it about my... chi, that invites such feelings?" The word felt strange on her tongue as she spoke it. "It is not a term I am familiar with."

She simply stood and watched him as she waited for his reply, quietly contemplating just how difficult it would be to counter his solid physical blades with her weightless energy one. She had fought only a handful of vibroblade wielders before, but every time the extra heft of the weapon's physicality had required adaptation to overcome. While her blade had always been faster, theirs could strike with far more power. She was confident, however, that she would be more than up to the challenge when the time arrived.
I think his chi-infused swords are similar enough to a Jedi Katana to combat a lightsaber without difficulty.
I don't mind at all. Both pointers and spectators are more than welcome. He/she should also feel free to comment here if they have any questions.
We can try it. I've never actually formally used T1, but I think I've got the gist of it.
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/80308-alphonse-vs-anya-faye/ic

And here we go...
Name: Mountain Monastery.

Size: Varies. Court Yard 200 feet long, 75 feet wide.

Properties: None.

Player Capacity: 2.

Description: This Monastery in the mountains is home to a peaceful order of religious monks. It is beautifully kept with sand gardens and banzai trees. There is a small 25x25 foot raised platform in the center of the court yard that is often used for meditation.

Flavor Text: Soft chanting often fills the narrow winding mountain paths that lead to this secluded monastery. In the winter the paths are full of snow, making travel all but impossible. It is in the spring that the true beauty of this divine place becomes apparent and life blooms all around it.





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She had come here to rest and to meditate, having found the discovery of new worlds existing entirely outside of her own reality quite unsettling and in need of answers. It wasn't meditation and answers that she found, however, when a man who appeared no older than herself had approached her and requested a duel. She could not fathom his reasons for such a request in this place, but she had recognized the years in his eyes, knowing he was far more experienced than his appearance indicated, just as she was. There was a familiarity in that, something recognizable even amidst all the chaos of her recent past and the journey beyond the borders of her own realm.

She had accepted the challenge with a smile, glad to be given the opportunity to stretch her muscles and hone her skills, as she often found meditation easier in the midst of action. Moving meditation, she'd heard it called. The ability to use physical activity to further one's closeness and connection to the force. It was an elusive skill for most, but she had always found it far easier than sitting cross-legged and falling asleep.

Stepping up to the raised platform in the center of the courtyard, she placed her left hand atop the saber on her hip and closed her eyes as she waited for the man to arrive, drinking in the sounds and smells and feel of the beautiful spring around her. It was all so very peaceful.
Um... You're fighting a female. >_>

As for the SL of the fight, perhaps she has encountered him in a fighters resort of some sort and he requested a sparring match. She's not really the type to go seeking out violence and splendor, which is one of the more interesting and challenging parts of writing her in a combat environment.
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