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Trask vs Corriach


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Post Fri Jan 18, 2013 4:49 pm

Trask vs Corriach

*The Nature of the arena our combatants find themselves in is one of strict usefullness. A flat square floor, 50 feet by 50 feet, open on all 4 sides. 15 feet back from the tournament platform is a 20 foot wall, and behind that wall are the arena seats. They are filled with spectators screaming and cheering, booing and carrying on*
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Post Mon Jan 21, 2013 5:16 pm

Re: Trask vs Corriach

*Trask stood on the crowd-ward side of the dueling platform, once again checking his weapons and preparing his mind for the fight. He carried the same weapons as he had previously, the charric rifle in his hands, the pistols on each hip, and a knife at his back and in his left boot. His armor was light, consisting of a combat vest over armorweave jacket and pants, supplemented by armorweave suregrip climbing boots and power glove gauntlets composed of phrik. His head was covered by a mask that would protect against chemical attacks, and protected from physical harm by the hood of his jacket.*

*Finishing with his weapons, he opened his mind to feel the flow of the force, allowing it to wash through him, heightening his awareness and coordination. He often marveled at the presence of this mysterious energy, and why his father had been so adamant to shut it out of his life entirely. Though perhaps he should thank his father for that training, as he suspected it was what led to his natural affinity for creating barriers. Settling his mind, he stood and awaited the arrival of his opponent.*
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Post Tue Jan 22, 2013 12:45 am

Re: Trask vs Corriach

As his boot heel strikes the familiar ground of the arena, his eye is drawn to his opponent and a slight sigh escapes his lips. He could feel that the other male was a Force User, so why oh why did he have to use ranged weapons like rifles and pistols? Pure user of the Art like Corraich, would not stoop to such weapons, as in his mind, it screamed weakness and a lack of faith in their own innate abilities to reach out and manipulate the cosmic energy which was the Force. All you really needed were your sabers and your internal strength.

But that was not to say Corraichs opinions made him less on guard. He knew that those weapons were deadly in trained hands and he had no doubt in his mind that Chiss was trained. He had yet to meet a member of the species that wasn't.

Opening himself up to the Force, letting the connection grow strong, he steps forward, his pace easy and measured and unclips his left hand saber from his belt, lighting her up and spreading the fiery red glow across the floor. The saber is held down low, the tip almost scratching the ground and he continuous he easy pace forward.

In his mind, his focus was already sharp and clear, his attention directed to nothing but his opponent and the death he would need to deal this day.


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Post Tue Jan 22, 2013 4:18 pm

Re: Trask vs Corriach

*Two sabers: Jar'kai practitioner.
One activated, red: Prefers surprise and trickery to brute force, sith.
Slight, athletic build: Suggests agility and speed rather than strength.
Confident: Suggests experience.

Prediction: Early tactics include avoidance and the force to close the distance and potentially disable, followed by surprise attacks from difficult angles using the second saber, while the first is used to distract and defend.

The chiss, his entire body hidden by his armor, began his own slow walk forward, holding the rifle across his chest in a neutral posture. After three steps forward, he raised the rifle and halted in the same instant, then took aim at his opponent's chest and squeezed the trigger three times in rapid succession, fully aware of the likelihood of a dodge and prepared to shift his aim in order to counter such a tactic. The movements were swift and efficient, having been drilled into him from the time he was a boy.*

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