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Jamall frowned slightly. Granted, he had been studying the construction of various lightsabers and had even crafted a tentative pattern for his own saber, but he had never been gifted with technology nor had he attempted to construct a hull for his saber before in the past. But, there was no time like the present.
Reaching out with the Force, the Cathar caused all the components of the lightsaber to rise up and hover over the tray, slowly swirling about in a cloud of parts. Seconds passed, then minutes, then hours as parts clicked together, broke apart, then rejoined one another in mechanical union as the padawan worked to create his lightsaber. After no less than three hours of trial and error, balanced with a healthy dose of patient and cautious work to ensure the creation of the most perfect blade possible, Jamall finally created his saber.
It was crafted from a sleek cylinder of polished black durasteel, with textured rubber grips and adjustments for blade width, height, and power levels. The activation switch was a press on/off affair within thumb's reach of the grip, but pressure sensors built into the rubber grip ensured that the saber would deactivate if it was dropped. It's length and size was a bit unwieldy for someone of small stature, but it facilitated a firm two-handed grip for Jamall, which was perfect.
He took the completed saber into his hands and inserted the power cell, then, experimentally depressed the activation stud with his thumb. A bright purple blade sparked into existence, glowing softly and casting light over the Cathar's face. "Not bad. Not bad at all." The feline quipped as he shut it off, and looked up to his master for approval.
Reaching out with the Force, the Cathar caused all the components of the lightsaber to rise up and hover over the tray, slowly swirling about in a cloud of parts. Seconds passed, then minutes, then hours as parts clicked together, broke apart, then rejoined one another in mechanical union as the padawan worked to create his lightsaber. After no less than three hours of trial and error, balanced with a healthy dose of patient and cautious work to ensure the creation of the most perfect blade possible, Jamall finally created his saber.
It was crafted from a sleek cylinder of polished black durasteel, with textured rubber grips and adjustments for blade width, height, and power levels. The activation switch was a press on/off affair within thumb's reach of the grip, but pressure sensors built into the rubber grip ensured that the saber would deactivate if it was dropped. It's length and size was a bit unwieldy for someone of small stature, but it facilitated a firm two-handed grip for Jamall, which was perfect.
He took the completed saber into his hands and inserted the power cell, then, experimentally depressed the activation stud with his thumb. A bright purple blade sparked into existence, glowing softly and casting light over the Cathar's face. "Not bad. Not bad at all." The feline quipped as he shut it off, and looked up to his master for approval.