Yirrm begins his training

[mercuri0]

Yirrm took a step back and readied his hand at his lightsaber and smiled. "You're welcomed to try." He said, confident in his ability if his master were to try anything.

 

[Trakon]

"I insist that you show me your skills." He said that feigning weakness. His lightsaber erupted from his hand and a green blade appeared. "Please don't destroy any plants."

 

[mercuri0]

"As you wish master." He bowed politely and telekinetically summoned his lightsaber into his hand and a green blade ignited followed by an idle hum. He held his lightsaber in one hand and shifted his weight a little bit towards the back for quick retreats if needed and assumed the Ataru battle stance. He remained perfectly still for awhile, it was a 'stare down'. All of a sudden he sprinted towards Osman, using The Force to give him more speed and he lunged forward for an attack!

 

[Trakon]

Osman deftly side stepped and blocked Yirrm's swing on his own blade.

 

[mercuri0]

"Alright, he's fast.." Yirrm thought as he shifted back a bit before leaping over Osman for an overhead attack

 

[Trakon]

Osman again blocked and this time Force Pushed Yirrm as he was coming down.