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Post by Shep Azoras on Jun 14, 2009 15:51:18 GMT 1
Shep blocks the blade heading for his chest and tries to moved his leg away from the other blade, but only succeeds in turning it halfway round.
"Auch!!" He half screams as the blade cuts into the backside of his lower leg.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jun 14, 2009 15:59:32 GMT 1
Coeur draws back her blade from his leg, not cutting it off, but leaving a deep, burning wound. Cutting his leg off is tempting, but he will learn nothing from that. This Padawan is strong. It would be a pity to cripple such a potential. "Had enough, boy??" she whispers to him. Then she slams her two blades directly into his blade to knock the weapon out of his hand.
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Jun 14, 2009 16:23:19 GMT 1
Kiineq's hands clenches within his sleeves as his Padawan is hurt, though he keeps his face calm.
"I think that will do, Master Ismeth" he says.
"I appreciate that you took your time to teach my Padawan... a lesson." Kiineq adds, an udefinable tone in his voice. He sends the boy a short glance.
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Jun 14, 2009 16:31:55 GMT 1
Bricyls jaw tightens, but otherwise she doesn't say anything. The padawans master already has.
Instead she calmly walks toward Shep and Coeur her trained eye taking in the extent of Shep's injuries. By some quiet signal this fight is over and an elder master such as Bricyl isn't one you usually starts a diskussion with.
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Post by Shep Azoras on Jun 14, 2009 17:58:25 GMT 1
Yes, thank you Master Ismeth. Shep keeps that thought to himself. He knows what his Master would think if he said it out loud.
Shep roles unto his side, slowly getting to his feet, but without putting his full weight on his injured leg and turns to look for his lightsaber.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jun 14, 2009 18:10:05 GMT 1
Coeur immidiately turns off her light sabers and places them in her belt. Reaching out with the Force, she calls Shep's light saber to her hand, reaching it towards him, as she steps closer.
"You fight well, young one." She slaps him gently on his cheek, smiling broadly.
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Jun 14, 2009 18:17:37 GMT 1
Kiineq has moved to where Shep stands - or rather, tries to stand. He puts an arm around the boy, supporting him. As Coeur hands back the lightsaber, Kiineq sends her a dark look and takes it from her. "Thank you" he says. As he just said, he does appreciate that she has sparred with Shep, but he is not all too happy with the fact that the other Master has injured his Padawan.
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Jun 14, 2009 18:27:49 GMT 1
"I think young Shep here got a good idea of what it would be like to meet a real opponent, who fights with a lightsaber," Bricyl says with her usual calm demeanor. "Even if it wasn't a long fight."
She looks at Coeur. "Luckily there aren't many of those." A small smile crosses Bricyls lips. "I just hope you doesn't do that -" she nods at Sheps injured leg "-to all padawans you teach; imagine the stress it would give the healers." There is some humor in her voice to help dissolve the tension in the room.
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Post by Shep Azoras on Jun 14, 2009 18:30:57 GMT 1
Shep leans into Kiineq grateful for the support. His leg is really hurting, but he thinks he can walk on it, if he is just careful.
He keeps his feelings towards Ismeth carefully hidden. Right now he feels most like pulling her head off. Not because he lost the fight. He had no delusions that he could win, but because of her attitude towards him.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jun 14, 2009 19:33:43 GMT 1
Coeur laughs at Master Bricyl's remark. "No, of course not, Master Bricyl!! The young man was looking for a fight, and I gave him one. Nothing more to it."
She looks at Shep and sends him a 'warm' smile. "I hope that you learned something from this, boy."
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Jun 14, 2009 19:52:10 GMT 1
Looking down at the boy, Kiineq quietly asks: "Can you walk?"
Though he can't sense exactly what the boy thinks, he can feel that the Padawan is far from calm.
At Coeur's comment he tightens his grip around the boy's shoulder slightly, but does not otherwise react to it.
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Jun 14, 2009 20:09:37 GMT 1
"Mmhmm." Bricyl taps her chin gently. "Good thing healing is effective. I don't think padawan Shep or master Tiran would want to miss any classes later on."
Bricyl looks over to meet Kiineq's eyes with an reassuring look. She would handle things here; he could take his padawan to the healers.
She look back at Coeur. "I am sure he learned some valuable lessons today, master Ismeth."
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Post by Shep Azoras on Jun 14, 2009 20:14:13 GMT 1
"I can walk." Shep mumbles in answer to Kiineqs question. He has one arm wrapped around his Master's torso and like that, starts to slowly limp out of the room.
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Jun 14, 2009 20:27:06 GMT 1
Kiineq meets Bricyl's eyes and nods politely at her.
He looks shortly at Coeur, but sends her a nod as well as they passes her.
Turning his full attention back to his injured Padawan, Kiineq helps the boy out from the hall.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jun 14, 2009 22:20:53 GMT 1
Coeur nods respectfully at Master Kiineq, as he passes him with his Padawan reduced to a piece of lugage. Normally a Master would feel a little guilt when injuring another Padawan like that. But not Coeur. Pity is not for members of the Order.
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Jun 14, 2009 22:33:05 GMT 1
Bricyl looks briefly at Kiineq and Shep as they leave.
"Hmm, maybe you should have given him less of a wound, master Ismeth. Looks like he has trouble walking on that leg," Bricyl says speculatively.
Bricyl flex her muscles a little. "I don't know if you just came here to watch, Coeur, but I think I will train a little now."
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jun 14, 2009 22:39:18 GMT 1
"I gave him a wound to remember, Master Bricyl," Coeur answers with a calm smile, as she releases the emotion that has filled her in the fight. "If he is not too thickheaded, he will might survive an encounter with a Fallen."
The Jedi Master nods at Bricyl. "Do as you please, Master Bricyl. I will stay here and watch."
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Jun 14, 2009 22:44:59 GMT 1
Bricyl nods at the other master. "Very well. May it amuse you," Bricyl says with al little quirk at the corner of her lips.
She walks further into the traininghall and slowly start a series of movements. They are precise and slowly executed as she moves her hands, feet and whole body. She has yet to draw her lightsaber.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jun 14, 2009 22:49:55 GMT 1
Coeur walks to the door into the training hall, but does not leave. She turns to look at Master Bricyl. Whether she likes to admit or not - the other Master's training is impressive.
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Jun 14, 2009 23:10:00 GMT 1
Bricyl slowly speeds up her movements, not losing any of her precision. She has long ago prefected her footwork and don't even think about it anymore. In fact Bricyl doesn't think about much of anything at the moment. Her mind is emptying of all thoughts as she gives herself to the Force and the movements. For a master of her age she is quite agile.
Slash, punch, kick, spin - Bricyl goes through every near and unarmed battle movement she knows.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jun 14, 2009 23:25:18 GMT 1
Coeur raises her eyebrows a bit. Yes, Master Bricyl is a skilled fighter indeed, even unarmed. The Zabrak Jedi Master continues to serve as an audience.
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Jun 14, 2009 23:47:05 GMT 1
Bricyl suddenly stops. Her movements have been becoming faster and faster, but now she stands perfectly still. She holds it for five seconds then launches into the movements again.
This time she leaps into the air, makes a graceful slow sort of suspension before somersaulting once and landing with her saber ignited. From the racks two remotes are zooming in on her.
It doesn't seem to bother Bricyl in the slightest that she has an audience.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jun 14, 2009 23:50:47 GMT 1
Coeur smiles a little and crosses her arms over her chest. This has proved to be entertaining. The Jedi Master leans her shoulders against the wall behind her, still looking at the training.
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Jun 14, 2009 23:59:38 GMT 1
The two training remotes zoom in til about two metes from Bricyl and then starts firing. Bricyl stands still for just a moment, then spins around and catches the bolts on her blade. Though it is well known that Bricyl seldom uses her saber in a conflict, it has never meant she can't.
Bricyl jumps strait up letting a flurry of bolts go under her, and then twist midair to catch a new volley from one of the remotes, while the other flies to a new position. She doesn't try to destroy them, but simply either deflect or avoid the blots coming her way.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jun 15, 2009 0:06:30 GMT 1
Defensive....
Coeur has rarely used such a defensive technic like Master Bricyl. To her offense is a good defense. Another thing about her some members of the Order despise. But it's not like Coeur would care what they think.
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Jun 15, 2009 0:45:05 GMT 1
Bricyl jumps again this time coming within reach of one of the remotes. She brings her hand down on it and it stops moving. It's like it has been turned into standby mode hanging in the air no linger firing.
Bricyl blocks some bolts from the other remote as she comes down again and then extinguish her lightsaber running a few quick steps to go under the remaning remote.
Bricyl has changed tactics and training form again. This time to her favorite defensive form; the best defence is not being where the short is. This tactic means having to rely heavily on the Force and short term predictions. Something Bricyl has often practiced.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jun 16, 2009 9:26:56 GMT 1
Coeur frowns a bit, as the other Master changes her tactics. Relying too much on the Force can be fatal. She herself prefers to rely on her instincts. But are trust in the Force and instincts not the same thing?
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Jun 16, 2009 22:33:21 GMT 1
Bricyl dances away from every bolt fired from the remote, ducking, jumping, and twisting to avoid getting hit. She knows that in a real fight she will have her lightsaber. But the possibility of not having a lightsaber in a critical situation is there and she prefers to be prepared for all eventualities. The other practical about this is that she always think of her lightsaber as a last resort and by perfecting this skill she can often simply move out of harms way without having to resort to drawing her lightsaber.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Jul 18, 2009 14:34:48 GMT 1
Coeur could just as easily been a statue of pure stone. She does nothing but to stand and watch Master Bricyl.
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Post by Syll'kann on Jul 18, 2009 15:12:41 GMT 1
The door to the training hall opens, and a tall figure enters the room.
Syll'kann nods briefly at Master Ismeth, before he turns his midnight blue gaze towards Master Bricyl.
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