Ask Might I Try Matukai

[Darth Draugr]

Wayland, Sith Planet, 1330 Hours

It was not often Draugr gets beaten so easily, but at the social event in Eriadu he had been beaten by Altair. A Master in the Sith and it was an impressive feat as Draugr hasn't encountered Matukai before. The Technique had power, and strength. Both feats that Draugr had prided himself in. So the loss was hard to accept but if he hadn't then he wouldn't have gotten his time training in it to become more capable, stronger.. more powerful.

Awaiting Altair's arrival he wore a set of Sith training robes and had medical professionals to the side for the event he misses a block or underestimates it once more. Which, given his past experience, he would not allow for it to happen. The Tiefling Master/Commander was an impressive fighter and if not given his allegiance to the Imperials he'd make for a magnificent Blade.

As the Tiefling would arrive Lord Draugr would greet him, "Afternoon Commander Altair. Glad you could make it." The Zabrak stood arms crossed and giving Altair a nod as he was truly thankful for being taught Matukai by a master in the art. Who better to teach you than the one who could beat you? Any other trainer would fail in comparison. This was the best route to take to cover all of his bases.

@Sreeya​

 

[Altair Din]

Whispers about what Altair had done at the social spread like wildfire. Draugr had been promoted into the Council and he wondered if this summons was an attempt to kill him. Truth be told, the Zabrak still made Altair nervous. Regardless of what happened at the party, Draugr was powerful and could likely destroy Altair if it really came down to it.

Nevertheless, Altair wouldn’t turn down someone that wanted to learn more about Matukai. The tiefling arrived shortly after Draugr, but he wore no shirt. His defined torso was revealed and he wore loose fitting pants that allowed for easy mobility. Unlike usual, Altair didn’t wear his Matukai gloves. His gaze briefly flicked over to the medical personnel before he looked back at Draugr.

“Of course,” He said with a curt nod, giving a respectful bow, “Congratulations on your promotion, First Blade,” Altair said. He had to give it to Draugr for putting aside his ego and actually looking to learn from the man that beat him before.

“This is best taught with demonstration,” Altair explained as he eased into a stance by sliding his right foot back, “Channel the Force to your extremities,” He said, “Since you are a beginner, focus it only into your fists,” Altair stared at Draugr for a moment, “Now try to hit me.”

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[Darth Draugr]

When the Tiefling Commander arrived shirtless, Draugr rolled his eyes slightly. What was this supposed to be? An attempt to woo him? Besides, he knew he looked better than the Tiefling, even if the rest of the Sith deny it. Regardless of the clothing options Altair had kept the focus on the matters at hand and even congratulated the First Blade on his promotion. "A long time coming." Draugr replied with a smirk. Then he watched as Altair prepared and told him where to focus.

In the extremities, specifically in the fists. An interesting thought. No blades, no weapons. Just his bare hands. This was slightly new. Getting into a fighting stance as well, Draugr untied the robes and pulled of the top, letting it fall to the ground. Thus, revealing his own chiseled and beefy features. The Zabrak pulled up both fists and then channeled the force to his hand. It had felt different, but he also wasn't sure if he was doing it properly either.

Hoping for the best, he would strike with his right hand from an orthodox fighting stance and aimed for the Tiefling's face. The force still channelling in his hand, as it would swing to hit its mark. Now the fun begins.

@Sreeya

 

[Altair Din]

Altair saw the punch coming, and he knew it was enhanced with the Force. As it came at him, the tiefling abruptly slapped it aside with his right arm, pivoting around to Draugr’s right flank. He also managed to catch the man’s wrist, his left palm pressed against Draugr’s ribs on his right side.

“Common misconception people make,” Altair said as he stepped back from releasing him, “They think you gotta full send a punch, but you don’t gotta do that when it’s Force imbued. You make it a snap,” He demonstrated a quick punch that jerked out and retracted immediately, “Your opponents will also have the Force and they’ll move lightning fast. You trust your punch and snap your arm back before they can slam your ribs or crack your elbow.”

The tiefling circled around him, “You gotta stop thinkin’ of yourself like you a cargo speeder. And start thinkin’ you’re a razorfin bike,” He stood before Draugr again, “Light on your feet, light with your strikes with speed as your focus.”

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[Darth Draugr]

When Altair moved around the Lord with a quickness, stopping his attack and grabbing his wrist, and the cherry on top being his left palm placed at Draugr's ribs. Should this be a fight, Draugr would be crippled once more. This was good in a sense he knows now he has to rely on the force rather than his own strength, but the downer was he knows Altair can still beat him.

Pride filled Draugr, it was like a power source of sorts. He couldn't allow for Altair to be better than him. He needed to be faster, stronger.. better. "A razorfin.. speed. I can do that." Draugr had set his feet and his arms in his fighting stance once more. He focused the Force on his fists once more and looked at Altair as he prepared for attack. "Ready?"

After any sign of readiness, Draugr make for an attack with his left fist, to jab towards Altair's right side, but his would make it a feint attack, masking the right fist of his quickly jabbing at Altair's core on his left side. The Zabrak would immediately rip it back to set himself for a counter or to make another attack. Hopefully his attack worked, if not, then that is what he was here for.

@Sreeya