Padded Pain Pipe (Force Body, Remain Conscious and Crucitorn classes)

[Andreus Makaryk]

More pain shot through Andreus' nearly-destroyed shoulder, but it was necessary pain, for Hal took it upon himself to correct the one thing--and only the one thing--that Andreus lacked the knowledge to directly deal with himself. Hal had set Andreus' badly dislocated clavicle back into place, so that when Andreus got around to healing it, it would actually heal in the correct place. For that, the more inexperienced padawan was definitely grateful, not only for the set bone, but also that Hal hadn't meddled with the rest of his injuries and allowed Andreus the space to deal with himself.

Andreus honestly didn't mind that Hal took it upon himself to telekinetically move him, either, for he knew the area needed to be cleared for the next duel.

"Thank you, Hal," Andreus meant it in more ways than one--not only had Hal done the bare minimum of healing that Andreus couldn't do for himself, leaving Andreus to learn more from the experience, he had inflicted that experience in the first place. However, Andreus wished to correct any notion that he needed further assistance at all; he wished to seize the experience of the class but Hal's words concerning Matsu had left doubt. With a smile on his face, he looked to Matsu (he didn't have to worry so much about Hal) and added, "Please don't take Hal's suggestion about healing me, as Hal covered what I lack the skill for, and I would rather gain the experience by dealing with the remainder myself."

With that, he started on his knee, then his wrist, so he would be able to walk out of the class at its conclusion; his broken shoulder was comparatively unimportant, but he obviously needed his knee to walk on and he needed his wrist so he could use his hand as leverage upon which to get up. Before this class, Andreus had found healing bone to be woefully slow, as bone was pretty much the slowest material in the entire human body to grow back, save a couple exceptions that never grew back, and the healing arts (as Andreus had understood them) basically came to accelerating the growth of replacement tissue. But this class had added the idea of pouring the Force itself into the cracks and gaps wrought by the broken bones, like cement, and filling the breaks in--that was Andreus' failed, or perhaps more accurately insufficient, attempt at Force Body earlier. Andreus' injuries were still far too severe to heal in the middle of any combat he might have been involved in, then he could only truly effectively will the pain away, but at least Andreus would be able to recover afterwards in some reasonable amount of time.

As he meditated a bit on actually fixing his broken and battered body, another thought struck him. Hal had crushed Andreus thoroughly, and Andreus had actually wanted to take the beating to learn the class lesson and was arguably crazy for it. Though Andreus didn't mind, and Hal apparently had recognized that instead of feeling guilty, he knew the rumors of bad blood between the two would likely get worse due to how Hal had broken him like little more than a chewtoy. Normally, Andreus would have wished Hal well for the next duel in the line, but then he remembered that Matsu had earlier said Fanai, the cute little bunny rabbit-like Jedi, was next.

Oh, dear. If Hal crushed the bunny rabbit like he had crushed Andreus, the bunny rabbit wouldn't survive! Andreus had taken a heavy beating, and the kind of strike that had ripped his shoulder open would no doubt kill Fanai instantly and send a splattered corpse flying across the room if it landed. Yes, learning to endure pain and such was the point of the course but Andreus didn't want a Jedi who couldn't just stand there and take the blows without yielding to die because Hal had grown too accustomed to fighting an opponent that required heavy strikes to finally break and defeat. He did have to say something; he didn't want that kind of unfortunate accident on his conscience.

"Hal, I'm not sure your next opponent has the constitution that I do..."

 

[Syn]

Matsu looked at the duel and then at Andreus as he spoke. She walked over and spoke looking at them both. "Andreus you did well, I think you may have mastered the lessons of the class." Matsu kept looking at him as she spoke. "Next one up, Arek, Fanai choose among yourselves. Who is going to go against Hal?" Matsu looked at Hal and motioned for him to go back to the platform while she spoke. "medic get this man to a chair and something for his shoulder." The few ones there from the explorer corps were to help with the injured and Matsu made room so they could get Andreus to a chair with food and the bacta while she looked at the two. "You ready?"

 

[Andreus Makaryk]

"Countermand that." Andreus' voice came out loud and chilling. "I have already indicated I wish to heal myself without further assistance." With that, Andreus sat on the cold, hard ground, next to Matsu. He did not avail himself of the medic, nor the chair, nor the bacta. Sure, Matsu had had it on hand and Andreus could even accept it as a good idea because the Jedi were supposed to be humane and certainly not everyone shared Andreus' preferences or resolve. But Andreus still had the right to refuse treatment he did not need; he had predetermined that he would use the Force, and the Force alone, to redress his injuries.

Andreus silently hoped that Arek would choose to go next--he perceived that would be a fairer match and figured that Arek would more easily take the punishment he knew Hal could dish out than the bunny rabbit. Andreus would still root for Hal, of course; he just didn't want to see a poor innocent little bunny-like Jedi get splattered all over the wall from the force of a single blow.

Perhaps he shouldn't have been so mean to Matsu's assistants. He didn't want medical help, but he did want some buttery popcorn goodness to munch on while he observed the further proceedings. He poured the Force more into his knee; he could fill in the massive cracks and splits in his kneecap at a decent clip, but it would still be a good ten minutes or so before he could actually get up and walk to the refreshments table himself. He smiled as the thought of snacking lightened his mood.

"I would, however, like some of that popcorn off the refreshments table. Please?"

 

[dskod1]

Fanai looked a little scared upon seeing everything that was going on. This had been much harder than she had previously anticipated. She looked over at arek momentarily in the hopes that he would take it and than looked back at the course. Taking a sigh she steps forwards and yells.

"I will go."

She crawls her way past the sliding out wall on all fours once reaching near the net she made a force jump to reach it quickly making her way to the beam. Standing up on two legs she appeared to gain her confidence. 'well that was not so hard' she said to herself. She was now confident a little too confident however as an unnoticed ball comes streaming for her head and knocks her right off the beam and into the water. She plunges in and tries to figure out what just happened before reaching the top of the water. She is rather small and has to swim to stay a float. Her hair now all wet she makes her way to the dry land. Stepping out on all fours she shakes herself partially dry as her hair begins to go a little bit puffy.

 

[Andreus Makaryk]

(OOC: I'm bored, probably because Fanai didn't get through the entire obstacle course (still needs the stun turrets and temperature chambers) to duel Hal yet and is probably waiting for someone else to post?)

Andreus looked forlornly upon the popcorn set out on the refreshments table as he continued filling in the cracks in his knee. Popcorn he couldn't reach. Oh, how he wanted some. He longed for its buttery goodness now that he was reduced to a spectator. No one seemed willing to go grab some for him, not even Matsu. Not even her medical assistants. Not even Hal. Andreus was so alone. What to do, what to do?

Andreus knelt on his bad knee, oh kriff how it hurt. Once again, the forlorn, popcorn-less padawan willed the pain away as he planted his opposite foot and got up on his good leg. So badly did Andreus want some buttery popcorn that he was willing to injure himself all over again if no one else was willing spend ten seconds fulfilling his request. Oh, kriff yes he would.

The padawan staggered and hobbled to the refreshments table. A few minutes ago, he wouldn't have been able to get up at all. Had he spent another ten minutes or so meditating, he might have been able to get up without crunching his bad knee and stressing it beyond the limits Hal had inflicted upon it. But he was hungry now!

When at last he reached the refreshments table, pain trying to shoot through his bad leg, his will was satiated and therefore it faltered. Andreus' injured leg collapsed, causing him to crumple to the floor in dramatic fashion, yet again. If only someone had kriffing filled his innocent request for popcorn, this would've been so much easier! But that was no matter; he wrenched himself back up to at least a sitting position. His injured wrist had healed enough to handle the weight of a popcorn bag, so he reached up with his 'good' arm and grabbed some for himself. He would, however, need to heal his knee all over again, not that he wanted help doing it of course. Like before, like when he had to get his buttery goodness on his own, he would heal it himself...

That's when he looked back down at the obstacle course. Much to his horror, he saw that Fanai had chosen to go. Hal would just splatter poor Fanai with his club--er, staff! Andreus had said something earlier, but he couldn't quite bear the thought of a poor little bunny rabbit dying before him at the hands of his friend. Even if his friend didn't want to kill the poor thing, even an accidental hit almost certainly would. Andreus didn't even think Fanai was physically big enough to hold a quarterstaff. At all, much less properly.

The upcoming duel just wouldn't be fair! It was one thing for Fanai to learn how to deal with pain, quite another for Fanai to be completely defenseless against blows that were doomed to kill her.

"Uh...hey Hal!" he called out, trying desperately to think of a way to salvage the situation. Fanai could use lightsabers, as they were lightweight and fairly small, hell Andreus had been half-afraid the cute, cuddly creature would slice his legs off when he had first arrived at the class. Yes, that was it. "I think this next round should be fought with training lightsabers--I'm not real sure Fanai can even hold a quarterstaff! And a good hit with a training lightsaber burns like kriff, but it's um, more survivable than a blunt-force blow? Anything powerful enough to break my shoulder with blunt force would splatter Fanai all over the room."

 

[Syn]

Matsu looked at Fanai as she made her way halfway through the course and the at Andrues and she moved over to the table and took some of the popcorn... Matsu looked at the man and spoke with a small grin. "Good call... Don't want to lose a padawan in my first class." Matsu looked at Fanai on the course and she spoke loud enough for her voice to carry. "Fanai come on the course won't bite you and when you get to the end you'll be using your training saber instead of the quarterstaff. Hal can use either."

 

[Padmé]

Haloburner watched as Fanai, the small little creature, she met at the door earlier volunteered to be next. “Fanai must be out of her mind!” the blonde yelled out. But no one seems to pay attention to Haloburner. Slowly the small creature walked up to face her fate.

The blonde shook her head and used her hands to cover the disappointed look on her face. Moments later, Haloburner saw Andreus at the snack table. The man looked terribly worn out from Hal’s duel. Andreus appeared as though he needed help with getting some snacks. “Oh that’s who was making the noise earlier” thought Haloburner. She felt bad for not opening her eyes to see what the noise was about.

Seconds later Matsu was over by the injured man helping him with the snack, which brought much relief to the blonde as she did not want to get up. Now focusing her attention on Fanai, Haloburner watched as the frail looking creature struggled her way through the obstacle course.

((Edit: changed Haloburner's choice of word per Andreus' request. Moving right along...))

 

[Triminac]

Varrion was actually a little annoyed at how the others had thought so little of Fanai. Sure, she was small but that didn't mean she was a puny weakling. It was likely to mean that but people are full of surprises. He rose to his feet and headed down beside Matsu. " I must say, I am a little disappointed in you guys.Have some faith in her. Andreus, I know Hal must be strong to damage you so, but that does not mean Fanai will be a corpse from one blow. Also, most adults can hold a quarterstaff, she'll be fine there. Matsu, does it make sense to give Fanai the training saber while Hal has the ability to choose? He is still able to use the staff to beat her to death. Had she been using a real lightsaber she would have the advantage as she could chop his staff to bits but that is simply not the case here. If anything, give Fanai the quarterstaff and Hal the training saber." Now it was time to help Fanai with his words. What do people say in these situations. Some sort of encouraging words."Come on Fanai, you can do this." His voice was still monotonous and unemotional but he was trying at least.

 

[Andreus Makaryk]

Andreus hadn't meant to imply that Fanai couldn't fight. Not at all. He'd only meant to say that he didn't think a fight with quarterstaffs would go over well, which was true. Fanai could probably evade the quarterstaff especially if she was as good or better at Force Speed than Hal, but there was no way for Andreus to know. He'd never seen Fanai fight before.

What he did know was that quarterstaffs were weapons designed for bipeds. Like humans. Cute little bunny rabbits would have difficulty holding and wielding a weapon six feet long with substantial weight. That wasn't a slam on Fanai, that was physical reality. Also physical reality was Fanai's low weight. A quarterstaff hit to Andreus might cause him to stagger back a step or two. A hit of equal force to Fanai would send her flying across the room at high speed. Training lightsabers were simply better weapons for the combatants--for Fanai because she could physically use it, and for Hal because he could use it without killing or critically injuring Fanai if he hit.

"To be fair, I've never seen Fanai fight, and she could be impossible to hit for all I know," Andreus replied to Varrion's concern. "But quarterstaffs simply can't effectively be wielded by..." Andreus struggled to recall the name of Fanai's species; he knew he'd seen it on passenger manifests as a pilot before. "...Kushiban. Look at the quarterstaff. It's six feet, of considerable weight, and you hold it near the middle with your grip about two feet apart most of the time. Probably about the smallest species that could pull that off is an Ewok. Kushiban are even smaller. Meanwhile, if Hal does land a good hit with a quarterstaff, the blunt force will send her clear across the room. She's a lot lighter than we are. If Hal can break my bones when he hits me, what do you think will happen to Fanai if she takes a hit? None of that makes her unable to fight, it just makes quarterstaffs an ill-suited weapon for either party to fight with. Yes, I agree that it is bad judgement for Hal to use the staff as well. Training sabers are much more practical for this round."

(OOC: Padme, if you could still edit your post because I don't ever recall RPing Andy groaning lol. Also Wookiee lists Fanai's species of being about half a meter in stature. That's even less than the grip distance typically used to hold a quarterstaff--Andy is right in saying Fanai wouldn't even be able to hold the weapon properly.)

 

[dskod1]

Fanai nodded to master matsu as she ran rather fast towards the table jumping up on top of it and grabbing the training saber between her mouth. She could make a quick pivot causing the table's cloth to swirl which almost grabbed her leg if she hadn't jumped off it so fast. some of the condiments shook a little as she jumped off but they managed to stand. She made her way back towards the course a little more determined than before. This time she made her way to the ball section but instead of two legs she stood on four jumping over and ducking the hsots in a rather fast and agile fashion. She would not use the force in this section though being able to make up for it in her own physical attributes. The next section was the stun guns to which she would need the force.

She stopped before entering the arena type area fixing up the lightsaber which had almost fallen out of place in her mouth. With a determined look she would run in on all fours but was soon hit by a stun shot. The shock of the hit took her a little by surprise and she froze there for a moment leaving herself open to other shots. Than , as if adrenaline kicking in, She used the force to speed pass the area making curves and zig zags to dodge the shots.She took a breather once more upon passing this part. She was not used to using so much physical energy and to concentrate all at once. She would not have much time to stop however as she found the plate beneath her feet turning extremely hot.

She releases a high pitched whine at the sudden pain and in the process drops her saber which begins to jump down the staircase as Fanai jumps from platform to platform attempting to catch it before it falls. On top of that she would have to contend with the laser shooting robot which continued to get in her way as she is about to reach her saber. Finally her saber rolls to a stop at the bottom of the stairs. Half of it hung off the edge. She quickly grabs the saber with her front hand jumping off with two feet and the the force a blaster shot however still managed to singe the back of her tail which now turned white.

She was exhausted by the time she reached the platform making some sort of stance as she breathed rather deeply. Every breath seemed to change the color of her fur as if the fur were breathing with her. Her lightsaber ignites and she places it in front of her as she tries to get her wits about her.

 

[Padmé]

“Wow!” Haloburner yelled out loud upon witnessing the tinny creature’s performance thus far. She wanted to cheer Fanai on, but judging by how hard she was focused on the course ahead, the blonde Padawan held her tongue.

Now playing with her ponytail, Haloburner eyes scanned the room again to take a mental picture and well, see how Andreus was faring thus far. She contemplated moving next to him, but she didn’t- yet. Perhaps later.

Coming out of nowhere the blonde found herself on her feet cheering on at the little tinny creature “you can do it Fanai, go for it.” Upon Haloburner’s sudden outburst of cheer she quickly sat back down, and watched as Fanai acquire a lightsaber and forged forward to ignite it.

 

[Rameth]

Hal was slightly confused when the next Padawan stepped up to proceed with the training. The small Kushiban would be the next one to try their hand, or paw rather, at the course. She seemed much to small to actually make it through the course in one piece, let alone spar with Hal afterward. Despite those obvious drawbacks the other Padawan's were quick to dispute Andreus' concern for the small Kushiban.

Though Hal doubted that Fanai would be a considerable challenge he wasn't ignorant enough to underestimate her. His thoughts strayed to a time when he was around 14, training with a Lannik Jedi Master who was teaching him lightsaber forms. He felt the small scar on his thigh that served as the proof of his mistake. He underestimated his small opponent then and he wouldn't repeat that here.

He decided to stay silent during the conversations, only acting when Matsu mentioned him taking a weapon of his choosing. He decided to to use the training lightsaber instead of the staff, not for Fanai's safety but because having a larger weapon would only hinder his chances against a smaller opponent. By the time Fanai reached the platform Hal was standing, silent and lightsaber in hand. Andreus had given Hal a few seconds to rest. Hal would not give the same quarter to Fanai. It was a critical mistake on Andreus part but Hal wouldn't mention that until after the spars were over, or at least until he himself was defeated.

"Prepare yourself.", Hal spoke the only words he would to Fanai before he began his assault.

Hal rushed forward, keeping low in his assault. He would have to be wary of Fanai's agility, as he was sure she at least possessed some. Hal didn't know if the Kushiban had any training in saber forms or not but that wasn't the concern of the class. Acting under extreme duress and physical exhaustion was. He would abide these guidelines. Besides, his leg was still hurting from Andreus' attack, continuing despite the pain was the point of the class.

His attack was a fairly straight forward diagonal slice, aiming at Fanai's left shoulder. Hal put considerable force into the attack. Should Fanai try to lock blades with him Hal's considerable advantage in strength could lead to victory right there. He suspected Fanai to move in order to dodge the attack and planned ahead accordingly. Despite that, as his teacher once said, 'one doesn't go ahead with a plan until presented with an opportunity to', and let Fanai's actions dictate what he would do next.

 

[dskod1]

Although still exhausted fanai had to concentrate. She quickly moved her blade to counteract Hal's blade and at the same time moved her body position to the left safely out of the way of the swing as if she was still attempting to dodge. This last part would require a great amount of concentration on Fanai's Behalf. She watched Hal's blade as if in slow motion. If her timing was off she would most certainly lose. Just as hal's blade came down upon her blade she dropped her lightsaber. And jumped forward on all four paws. She was looked at his leg and began to run for it attempting to grab it with all her might. She could only hope that this would succeed.

Her concentration was now gone. The first part of her trick was done now what she needed was her agility and speed. She needed to get that leg and climb up the back of his body. She would need to push herself for the last time as she came leaping for Hal's Leg.

 

[Rameth]

Hal wasn't exactly sure what was going on. Fanai barely blocked his strike at all and instead of dodging to either side or committing to a power struggle she dropped her weapon. The Kushiban dashed forward aiming for Hal's leg. Fanai was fast, there was no doubting that, but Hal had experience and instinct on his side. At that time his instinct was telling him to kick. Right after Fanai began to move Hal's leg was already chambered and shot forward with deadly purpose. Since Fanai was aiming for the leg it would no doubt connect, hasting the Kushibans arrival to her target. The force of the kick coupled with the fact that Fanai was moving toward his leg with great speed meant the kick would be ferocious if it landed, quite possible to knock the poor little Kushiban unconscious outright. If it didn't, and Fanai held on to her senses long enough, it could be possible to grab onto Hal's leg after the attack connected.

 

[dskod1]

That's it she was out of energy and the kick coming from Hal was completely unexpected. Like a hammer to the chest She felt the pain in rather slow motion meaning more pain. As her body is completely thrust back by the kick it seems time returns to normal and Fanai goes flying through the air now unconscious. Her body was already fighting for her life as her chest cage had now been broken and was in danger of cutting through her heart. She was heading directly for a wall motionless and unable to react to it. The hit from the wall would either kill her or do such serious damage to her. Only time would tel though.

 

[Rameth]

As the kick connected Hal could feel several bones in Fanai break. Her limb body flew far into the wall. With a thud she dropped to the ground, motionless. Hal expected the attack to hit but he didn't think that would happen. He rushed forward, jumping off the platform, dropping his weapon and placing his hands over Fanai. He did his best to repair the damage he had just inflicted on the poor Kushiban. His desperation seemed to fuel the healing process into territory that was previously unexplored to him. He didn't want the death of another Padawan on his conscious. He would make sure she didn't die.

After only a minute Hal had repaired most of the major damage that Fanai had received. He then picked up the small Kushiban, holding her in his hands gently.

"Fanai...wake up. Fanai!", Hal desperately tried to get her to wake up.

 

[dskod1]

Although Physically Fanai was healed she had pushed her mentality beyond its limits and was now passed out due to mental exhaustion. Her brain was just not able to properly comprehend the strength of the force and when that kick came flying at her, Her mind just gave up and left her. Now her spirit was far away in a dream world. She was on the cliff between the force and the physical world. She had only to make the choice. Her mind would have to fight for its very existence in a world that it had taken granted. Fanai would never remember this however and would never recall what her mind is going through at this very moment.

 

[Syn]

Matsu walked over as she spoke looking at Hal and Fanai. She had expected Fanai to get hurt and slowly stepped over to her and spoke. "Fanai rest now, you have done well. Hal go back to your place please. I'll see to her. Arek, Halo one of you get to go next." Matsu moved as she used the force to help her pick up Fanai and carry her over to the edge of the mats and set her down for the medics to check and she stood looking at the Kushiban getting some water and bacta. "Next student begin."

 

[Padmé]

Haloburner watched Matsu pick up Fanai, carry her across. The sight of it all made the blonde question her prowess.

Upon Matsu’s request, well more like a demand, Halo stepped forward. As she put her long tress in a ponytail she moved towards the large spinning fan with large blades. Drawing on the Force, the Padawan managed the first obstacle without any apparent problems. Next came the cargo net. Still under the influence of the Force, Halo climbed the net and managed to avoid the fan.

“Focus my Padawan,” she heard her Master say. She knew Master Remy was not presently in the room, but it sure did give Halo the mental support she needed.

The teen checked to make sure her saber was still attached to her hip clip. She looked beside her right side, and touched it, just to double check. The next major step- beam with medicine balls going back and forth appeared challenging to the blonde. Again, she focused on the task at hand drew on Force push and used that energy to push each ball away from her that tried to knock her down. One by one, each ball failed to touch the teen. Halo did the same thing with the 80 pound balls obstacle- with Force Push, none of the stun shots came near Haloburner.

Finally Halo reached the part of the course- the infamous reverse staircase. Lamb was a little lost on this task as she had not yet done anything quite like it before. Again she heard Master Remy whisper “think my Padwan.” Even so, Halo didn’t know what to do next, so she quickly got in a deep meditative mode. Halo did not focus on the any ensuing pain that the final course will bring, instead she focused on managing the severe dichotomy of the temperature and before she knew it, it was over.

Letting out a huge sight of relief, the teen moved to face her final major task- Hal. Fanai had to be carried off, during this stage of the course, and Andreus… well he made it through merely broken up. Will Halo surpass the other two Padawans? Only time will tell.

 

[Jacques]

Arek had been watching everything go down, right in front of him, with no interest in doing the actual course. He gulped down a thick wad of saliva, having done nothing but stare and barely breath the whole time.The Tusken was picked on by the newly named Jedi Knight to be next, well...at least after Halo. He had no interest in doing the course, and his mind was thumping. Thump...thump. The pain of his migraine continued, as he tried to find a way to get out of it. How was it going to look when he completely goofed and messed everything up? People would see he was a Tusken Raider, and just wonder how he was so bad in this area. He breathed harder and harder, trying to shake off the pain. Finally shaking it off, he grabbed a hold of his hood and gathered all of his energy and force. With one very long, very high, very vertical jump, he made it to the top of the fan with no problem. "It only goes down hill from here..." He muttered.