"Please do it quickly," Yorik muttered to Lady Xillix.
"Alright, Kul! I'm here now come out and let's play!" Yorik stood in the center of the concourse and slowly lowered Confidence to the ground. Definitely going to have to clean the blood off of that later, he thought.
He reached into his belt pouch to pull out the red lightsaber. He activated it then began working it around in a circle.
"Imo Kul! Come out, come out wherever you are! I have your toy, little boy!"
Doing his best to draw the attention of anyone and anything who might be watching or stalking them, Yorik began working through one of the Beginner Saber Katas that Sar Agorn had taught him.
"Not to state the obvious, guys, but I've got a bad feeling about this..."he muttered while embellishing on the kata with his beer dance moves. He played his part and acted the fool and trusted the others to get into position and get their shots or attacks off with whatever advantage he could give them. If he lived through this, he would make sure they all danced down the concourse with a beer in each hand.
Edited by Cartergame