[Training Class] The Way of the Blade

[Kath]

(OOC: Limit to four students)

Dawn broke over the Sith Temple on Yavin IV. Darth Proelium, weapons master of the Sith Order, stood in the courtyard in a black sleeveless shirt and tight training pants. A small bottle of water and a small pile of training blades, steel blades covered in pelko barbs, lay some distance off by a small boulder. His lightsbaers hung from his belts. He stood completley still, breathing very slowly, until he cleared all distractions from his mind. His muscular frame was completley at ease with his surroundings.

Suddenly, he was moving. In one fluid motion he unclipped and ignited his crimson blade. Starting with a high overhand slash, Proelium began to go through the basic attacks of Djem So against imaginary opponents. He was like a blur of movement, as one attack flowed into the next. His sequences were nearly perfect in form, but to him, they could be better. For ten minutes, he kept this up before suddenly unclipping and igniting the second, blue blade from his belt.

The transfer from Djem So to Niman, to even a trained eye, look fluid and natural. Yet, Proelium still thought it could be better. The sequences of Niman looked even better than Djem So. This was, after all, the first form he learned and knew the best.

Before long, a group of both Marauders and Acolytes had gathered and watched the spectacle before their eyes. Proelium kept these actions up, until finally leaping high into the air, and precisely cutting the rock by the training sabers and his water neatly down the middle with both blades. He landed neatly one knee on the ground, head bowed, sabers at his sidel.

He deactivated both blades and sweat from his body shined in the air against the morning sun. Standing, he turned and spoke to the crowd. " As Weapons Master of the Sith Order, I ask anyone brave enough to approach and take a class to learn the way of the blade. Come quickly, for I have little patience."

 

[Brand]

Iniquitous, clothed as usual in his dark black robes, saw a growing crowd appear outside, apparently watching some sort of spectacle. Not in a hurry to be anywhere specifically he joined the throng to witness one of the few Sith Lords of the Empire present his skills of the lightsaber.

Iniquitous had to admit; the master was skilled. The fluidity of his actions and the finesse in which he seamlessly executed them was stupendous, something he could only dream of. He raised a hidden eyebrow in interest as the Lord opened up the floor for those brave enough to step forward.

Iniquitous shouldered his way to the front of the crowd and strode forward, taking a step directly into the dueling ring. He tossed back his cowl, revealing a youthful yet hard and determined face. The pale skin was twisted into a dark scowl as his deep voice boomed over the large arena. "I will join you, my lord," he said, bowing deeply. He shed his robes and walked forward, taking up a training saber and twirling it familiarly in his hand. He stepped back to watch who else would join from the throng of spectators.

 

[Kath]

Proelium faced the newcomer with a neutral expression, eyes scanning the pale man. "Ah yes, Iniquitous. I've heard of you. Welcome, prepare yourself for one of the hardest days of your life."

The Sith Lord took note that this man was the first to accept the invitation. Eager to learn the ways of the blade this Acolyte was. It wouldn't be easy. Students had in the past, died during Proelium's courses. All Acolytes of course who couldn't handle the intense requirements of the class. He hoped today that he wouldn't need to report any deaths.

"Any other brave students willing to come forth?" Proelium hoped that at least three more students would join them. If not, Iniquitous would get his undivided attention and surely be ahead of his peers by day's end.

 

[Kant]

John Kant stood in the crowd he did not hesitate when he heard the call for the brave to come forward and train with this great weapons master. He had arrived on this planet a short time ago in search of this very master in order to try to get him to train him in the way of the sword. He had waited in the front of the crowd while the master put on his demonstration He had a new form that he used, but had tried, with little success, some others and was always eager to learn more.

He stepped into the ring. Always a bold one John strode up to Darth Proelium and extended his hand. "My name is John Kant. It is a pleasure to make the acquaintance of one who is so knowledgeable in field of sword fighting as yourself. Odds are that you have never heard of me, but I trust that when I am finished you will not be dissapointed by my efforts. I am a enthusiastic student of all sorts of sword fighting and am eager to learn anything and everything that you have to teach me. I await your command sir." With that he stepped aside and stood next to Iniquitous. He took a quick look around at the crowd, but he could see no on that he recognized.
He hoped to make more friends, perhaps even powerful friends, in the coming training session.

 

[Syn]

Fawn had come to Yavin from Korriban for one thing, training and to hide her leash as she moved. She had found it and the one who stole it had been dealt with as she saw the sith lord moving and slowly Fawn moved forward to join the crowd looking and a malicious grin crossed her face as she looked at her hand and then her knives. "Well if I had a proper master teaching me I might blend in better." Slowly Fawn took her leash out and destroyed it as she tossed it into a receptacle and she ran her fingers over her blade getting the last of the thief's blood off and she remembered all the fun things she had done on the flight over.

Fawn stood and moved forward as she grinned and bowed as she looked at the blades and her grin widened to show her incisors and her words came out as she wiped bits of blood from her bodysuit. "I too will join my lord." Slowly Fawn moved forward to stand next to Iniquitous as she popped her neck and shoulders sliding her small belt full of knives off and dropping it and she spoke bowing her head but never dropping her eyes from the master or Iniquitous and keeping her lightsaber within reach. "I am Fawn." Slowly she walked and picked up a training saber as she twirled it and licked one of the barbs.

 

[Kath]

Proelium mearly raised an eyebrow when this, John Kant, stepped into the ring and extended his hands. The man lacked the proper respect of a bow and would now pay the price. He turned to the two Acolytes and spoke staring directly at John Kant with anger and hate deep within his eyes. "Iniquitous, drop your blade. Demonstrate your knowledge of hand to hand combat first before taking up the blade."

Proelium's neutral expression became a small smirk. With the anger still in his eyes, he continued glaring at John Kant. "Acolyte Kant will be your dummy. Kant, you are not to defend yourself. Maybe this will teach you the proper procedure for respecting your superiors."

Proelium was very interested in the female, Fawn. He merley raised an eyebrow as she licked the barb. Her tongue would be numb for sometime. Inwarldy he laughed. "Fawn, you will not need your lightsaber today. Do not think of even trying to so much as touch it or I will not hold back my wrath. When the last student comes forth, you will spar in hand to hand combat before using the blade. I need to see everyone's unarmed abilities first, before you even touch a blade."

 

[Brand]

Iniquitous looked at the Sith Lord with thinly veiled exuberance as he recieved his orders. "As you wish, my lord," he said, inclining his head to the master in respect. He set the training blade down on the bench next to him with a wicked grin apparent on his face.

Iniquitous called on the Force, spinning in only a blur to the human eye as he brought his leg crashing down into John's side directly in the kidneys. A sickening thump echoed through the arena as the kick was delivered perfectly, slamming into the young human male's side with uncanny precision. Iniquitous raised his hand, balled into a fist, and slammed it into the small of Kant's back as the man doubled over, bringing him to his knees.

Iniquitous stepped back, his eyes ablaze as he fed off of the pain radiating in waves off of Kant. He turned back again to the Darth with an extravagant bow. "My lord," he spoke, his voice dripping with victory. He paid little attention to the beaten down human or the female as he prepared for the next phase of training by revitalizing himself within the Force through the anger and hurt of Kant.

 

[Syn]

Fawn nodded to the sith lord and bowed as she took her saber off and added it to her belt of knives with a grin and she looked at the attack Iniquitous did to the man as she licked her lips and heard her master. "Understood my master." Slowly Fawn placed the blade on the ground and stood in her bodysuit as she looked around.

 

[Symbiot Spider]

Gama smirked inwardly as the others were already lining up to the master. Gama took off the light cloak he wore and dropped it on the edge of the ring along the spectators. He bowed slightly as he approached the bow deepened once he reached the line. As he stood he made sure not to look the master blades man in the eye until after he spoke “Iso-Lur Gama is my name master, I go by Gama and I cannot fathom the thought of training under you, it would be my honor.” Only when Gama said the word ‘Honor’ did he look master Proelium in the eye with a flicker of excitement. “from what I heard walking up I am to fight with the woman? It shall be my pleasure.” Gama knew from the conversation happening as he walked up that lightsabers would not be allowed so he didn’t even motion to his.

 

[Kath]

Proelium smiled as the last student stepped forward. He addressed the crowd in a menacing deep tone, "Begone cowards, my courses are for the brave of heart only. Leave now!" His voice boomed across the courtyard as the inferior Acolytes and Marauders ran scared. He spun on his heel to face his students.

He approached Iniquitous staring deep into is eyes, and punched him square in the gut with all his might. "Did I tell you to stop?"

He projected his voice to the four students, "Lesson one. Respect your superiors. The blade is your superior. It has the power to continue your life, or grant you instant death. Lesson two. No mercy is to be shown to your enemies, because they will surely show you none."

Proelium motioned with his right hand to Fawn and Gama. "Spar now. Show me what both of you are made of."

 

[Symbiot Spider]

Game used a bit of the force on the master’s word and instantly dashed backwards giving him and his opponent about ten feet between them. Gama loosened his stance and raised his right hand up to his shoulder’s height and his left to just above his stomach. With his right foot forward Gama lead everybody to believe he held an open stance, but it was only a feint. “Let’s see what you got woman.” He hunched into his stance a little more, getting ready, and inviting Fawn to initiate the sparring.

He could feel himself get even more excited, the edges of his sight seemed to darken as he focused on his opponent, she was attractive, but thankfully Gama knew how to part those thoughts from combat so it wouldn’t deter him, but he could allow her to assume it did, his smirk grew more sheepish and he tried to lighten his intense gaze to hide his distraction.

 

[Brand]

Iniquitous let out a surprised grunt as the Lord's fist penetrated deep into his stomach. He doubled over but coughed out a response. "O-... of course not, my lord."

Iniquitous turned on Kant, his wrath unleashed with a renewed vigor. He spun and lashed out with a kick directed towards John's chest, hard, meant to send him upright against the bench. Iniquitous took a long step back, dropping into a fighter's stance. He brought his hands up in almost boxer-like readiness and prepared himself for Kant's attack.

 

[Syn]

Fawn looked at Gama bowed as she looked at him with her eyes and when he went into a stance she blew a kiss as she flushed the breathed out a deep breath laced with pheromones and made sure her outfit was zipped up as she spoke and moved forward letting her scent settle. "You have such pretty eyes I could just eat them." Quickly Fawn rushed as her heel pivoted and mid-turn she turned her leg driving down as her elbow came around and she released a second breath of pheromones

 

[Symbiot Spider]

Gama smirked, she bought it, as she rushed in he readied himself for the spinning back punch or kick. Gama noticed the instep was a little bigger than usual, it meant an elbow. With a quick step he gathered him momentum and spun perfectly offbeat to Fawn. Her elbow struck nothing and Gama aimed his inside elbow straight for her sternum and continued the momentum through his outside hand and aimed an open palm strike through the sternum as he stepped just outside the extreme proximity.

“Oooo almost got me there! I guess I should get my head in the game and off your body eh?” Gama continued his facade but also initiated his Don Möch under the cover. Gama huffed deeply to fake getting his head straight. “Did you want to try again?” Gama was now in the complete opposite stance as before. Left side forward and right side open.

 

[Kant]

Kant stepped aside from his kick and launched a kick of his own it was a circular kick, aimed at his opponents right kidney, which would put John right back on his feet in a position ready for fighting when it was completed. He stood in a karate stance both feet set standing on his toes ready dodge duck or block, Both hands were out in front of him palm open fingers locked together. "A boxer, how cute. Let's see how you do against a martial artist." He gave a mocking smile and waited for his opponent's next move.

 

[Syn]

Fawn slowly raised an eyebrow as she let out a quiver and moan looking at Gama with a sultry look as she spoke. "More.... I want more." Quickly Fawn rushed and reeled back as she punched with her left arm expecting the block and followed with a right then another left as she twisted and brought up her leg in a scorpion kick aimed at his head and throat as she went for a headbutt to his groin and quickly snapped her head back up looking to catch his chin and and she spoke letting the area between them saturate with pheromones and she licked her lips.

 

[Symbiot Spider]

His opponent was quick, but she was losing herself just as Gama had expected. He could read her movements now, the fight was over and she didn’t even know it. She was so blinded by her own attack that Gama knew he could surely use the full potential of his focus.

Gama blocked the first strike with an outward elbow, the next with an inward palm with the same arm, he sidestepped both head butts and the kick and as she brought herself back to her balanced form Gama struck. His inside hand drove straight into her jaw as her head came back up to its normal height. He spun and continued the momentum of his punch through a sweep of the only foot touching the ground as her other had not returned from the unorthodox kick. Her body was now vertical in the air and defenseless, as he moved to strike her stomach and used the force to amplify the damage.

He readied himself into another weird stance, this one a little lower and both hands out so the middle was opened up completely, another feint. “You’re losing so much energy in your strikes. Should I lighten up a bit or is that ok with you?” Gama taunted now, he knew he was getting under her skin now. He studied his opponent and could feel something weird, but couldn’t explain it; was it enjoyment for the fight or was it something else he wondered.

 

[Kath]

Proelium sat back and watched his students. Interesting, he thought, hopefully they can do much better with a blade.

He would let the two matches continue for another few minutes before ordering them to stop. Pity really, some were hurt already. He doubted that Kant would get through the day without being seriously injured. The other three, they could fight and may succeed.

Proelium strode around the two fights watching, analyzing, and most importantly, judging. Their forms were sloppy at best. There was no fluidity. It was all just rigid motions. Maybe a little sparring would help? No, he had a much better surprise for all of them.

 

[Brand]

Iniquitous sidestepped, attempting to fully clear the shot but still taking a glancing blow to the kidney. His face turned to only a slight grimace, and he drew himself up to his full 6'6" height. "You are a fool," he spat at the boy, calling on the Force once more to aid his speed. He feinted with a weak groin kick to Kant before drawing his arm back in one fluid motion and sending his right fist directly in towards John's jaw, a move designed to snap his head back. Iniquitous calculated the power of the strike to hopefully not break his neck, but still to seriously jar his entire head.

The acolyte would have to be extremely quick to dodge this move, and Iniquitous would not fall to a contemptible human such as the man he faced. Kant had age and possibly experience on his side, but while Iniquitous despised the Jedi and their training he had been tempered into a strong man even for his young age. Iniquitous was determined to be crowned victor and would not settle for anything less than excellence from himself to achieve this goal.

 

[Syn]

Fawn felt the pain and she she laid on the ground panted as she kipt-up and stood with a lazy half grin with her words coming out heavy. "I think you'll find I enjoy getting hit with hard things." With another grin Fawn brushed off her stomach and pointed to the blood on Gama's hand as she spoke. "I think that was from a Nikto my master put in my chambers, he screamed and screamed for death as I ripped those pretty little horns from his head." Quickly Fawn moved as she came at him and jumped a little as she brought her arms over her head for a slam and her shin up into a crotch kick.