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Post by melwoxaso on Dec 7, 2010 8:08:32 GMT -5
I'm ready to get trained, Master Darth Tractus
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Post by Tractus on Dec 7, 2010 22:32:23 GMT -5
ooc: Ok, we are in a training room training. Just start us off with an RP post and i'll follow.
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Post by melwoxaso on Dec 8, 2010 6:36:14 GMT -5
Melwo Xaso looked around. He was in the Dark Jedi Training room being trained with the great weapon, the lightsaber. Training him was Master Darth Tractus, grand Sith Leader.
"Alright, when making a cut, you need to slice it fully through," Tractus said. "You can't stop halfway."
"Ah," Melwo replied. "It works better that way."
Next up: a jump-strike. Where Melwo would jump all the way up, and then strike down on his opponet. Fortunately, they had to use a dummy.
Melwo jumped up and struck the dummy easily, and it split into 2 or 3 pieces.
"Perfect," Tractus said, smiling a bit.
OOC: Short, bad and boring, but I wanted to start off with something...simple.
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Post by Tractus on Dec 9, 2010 20:15:07 GMT -5
ooc: please refrain from making my character say something or make actions.
Tractus was impressed with how quickly Melowo Xaso was learning, it was almost as fast as he learned from his master. Still, he had a long way to go. He surveyed Melowo closely, he was making every move right, every little detail was perfect.
"Very very good," Tractus said, "Now try something a little different."
Tractus got ready to show the padawan the dashing slash. This involved using the force to push ones self and reach faster speeds than any other humanoid would think impossible, then lashing out with the lightsaber. He focused himself and an unexplainable rage enveloped him, he felt himself flowing with the force, every sense was enhanced. He could smell the flowers through the open window, see every tiny bead of sweat on his padawans face, and taste the essence of pollen in the air. After taking off at a full sprint, in mere seconds he reached the dummy 50 feet away and swiped it in half. The pieces fell to the floor as he turned to Melowo.
"Now you give it a shot."
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Post by melwoxaso on Dec 10, 2010 7:47:22 GMT -5
Tractus was watching Melwo really closely. He was getting every detail of the training, so Melwo tried as hard as possible.
He tried to do every move with complete, good detail to impress his Master, but he would mess up every once and a while. No matter. He'd just get back up on his feet, and start again.
He could tell that Tractus was impressed by his moves, but they still needed more detail and more energy into it. On his last move before the break, he tried with all the might he had. It worked great! Except, not as good as Melwo had wanted.
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Post by Tractus on Dec 10, 2010 21:35:54 GMT -5
"I sense slight disappointment in you Melwo," Tractus observed, "You must not be disappointed, be prideful, for that is one source of strength for all dark siders. Draw on your anger, let if flow unrestrained and strong. Then you will unlock your full potential."
Tractus was walking around Melwo in circles, recounting the mistakes he made. This was expected from one so young and would improve with more training.
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Post by melwoxaso on Dec 12, 2010 7:58:51 GMT -5
Melwo was doing many moves as Tractus would walk around him. Melwo was making a fair amount of mistakes, but that's expected of a young one.
Tractus had told him to let his anger flow, and when he did, he felt like he could take on anything the galaxy could throw at him.
Slowly, Melwo was improving his lightsaber skills as a Sith.
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