Jedi Insurgence - a Star Wars RP

[Mags she/they]

11 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Your instincts are powerful, but unrefined." She deflected the attack easily, then made to thrust at his chest. "Teach yourself to sense details."

"Okay," he said, deflecting the blade a little late. This time he focused all of his Sense on Miss Witch, watching for her next move.

[Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ]

Pucky woke up startled and confused.

[Channelknight Fadran]

3 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

“Okay, let’s get going. We’re gonna start slow, okay?”

"Yeah. Mhm." Nayla pulled herself back into Form One. 

3 hours ago, Justice_Magician said:

"Okay," he said, deflecting the blade a little late. This time he focused all of his Sense on Miss Witch, watching for her next move.

The next move in question was another slow jab. "Better - now try to automatic."

[Mags she/they]

Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Yeah. Mhm." Nayla pulled herself back into Form One. 

The next move in question was another slow jab. "Better - now try to automatic."

Cloud moved directly out of the way of the jab. His sense of it was more complete this time, better then just a vague sense of danger. Cloud used the momentum from his dodge to move around her, and make a slice at her back.

[Channelknight Fadran]

It was the first step she'd had to take in the encounter, sliding one foot behind the other to keep Cloud in her field of vision. The attack was easy enough to deflect, but he was already improving at a rapid rate - the skills and instincts had most likely already been well-ingrained into his Awareness, meaning all it would take to bring them out was a quick explanation of what they did and how to use them.

The next test was a feint: a slash at his face disguised as a jab. She was curious to see what he responded to.

@Justice_Magician

Edited September 21, 2023 by Channelknight Fadran

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

2 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Yeah. Mhm." Nayla pulled herself back into Form One.

Rukk fell into Form One as well.

[Channelknight Fadran]

Returning to Truesight was painful, akin to the sense of helplessness and dread one faced when preparing to clean a wound with rubbing oil. Just starting to pull herself into the sensation begged her to stop, as the nausea reared back again for another bout and sweat continued matting at her hair. Nayla took slow, deep breaths - they didn't help much.

Was there a trick to it? Probably not - or, at least, not one most people were aware of. If this technique was as rare as Master Aria made it seem, then she doubted there were many records of how to master it effectively. It would just take time, effort, sweat, and blood to get it down; and if she was actually going to be useful when they encountered that Sith, then she'd just have to work and sweat and bleed as hard as she could. Waiting could wait - they didn't have the time for that sort of thing.

"Right... 'm ready."

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Not me constantly reducing Nayla's age for every development in her characterization

 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

2 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Returning to Truesight was painful, akin to the sense of helplessness and dread one faced when preparing to clean a wound with rubbing oil. Just starting to pull herself into the sensation begged her to stop, as the nausea reared back again for another bout and sweat continued matting at her hair. Nayla took slow, deep breaths - they didn't help much.

Was there a trick to it? Probably not - or, at least, not one most people were aware of. If this technique was as rare as Master Aria made it seem, then she doubted there were many records of how to master it effectively. It would just take time, effort, sweat, and blood to get it down; and if she was actually going to be useful when they encountered that Sith, then she'd just have to work and sweat and bleed as hard as she could. Waiting could wait - they didn't have the time for that sort of thing.

"Right... 'm ready."

 

Rukk nodded, and entered truesight. Nervously, slowly, he swung his lightsaber at Nayla.

[Channelknight Fadran]

Nayla held out her own blade, the action immediately drawing her Perception to the dozens of layers of thought and reaction. It pulled at the ends of her veins, pierced between her eyes, and once again the horrible nausea tugged at her stomach - there wasn't anything left there now, so at least that pain felt a bit emptier.

The only principle she could think of was to "clear her mind," but the mind in question was muddled and muffled and murky. In fact, the thought itself was slow as warm sap, and only half as clear - there were just too many senses bombarding her at once, and they compounded over themselves so confusingly that it was impossible to tell which sat at the top. Master Aria had said Truesight was used to predict someone else's actions, and that whoever's was more refined would ultimately win the battle of foresight; but this wasn't like that at all. Instead she was being slammed over and over by a million possibilities, incapable of sorting through and deciphering them.

She deflected his strike, but even that was painful and difficult. It had been so long since her swordplay had been this slow... did Aria really believe in them enough to not only break even on this new challenge, but become more powerful by it? In three days - two, now?

But we have to... or everyone will die.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

10 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Nayla held out her own blade, the action immediately drawing her Perception to the dozens of layers of thought and reaction. It pulled at the ends of her veins, pierced between her eyes, and once again the horrible nausea tugged at her stomach - there wasn't anything left there now, so at least that pain felt a bit emptier.

The only principle she could think of was to "clear her mind," but the mind in question was muddled and muffled and murky. In fact, the thought itself was slow as warm sap, and only half as clear - there were just too many senses bombarding her at once, and they compounded over themselves so confusingly that it was impossible to tell which sat at the top. Master Aria had said Truesight was used to predict someone else's actions, and that whoever's was more refined would ultimately win the battle of foresight; but this wasn't like that at all. Instead she was being slammed over and over by a million possibilities, incapable of sorting through and deciphering them.

She deflected his strike, but even that was painful and difficult. It had been so long since her swordplay had been this slow... did Aria really believe in them enough to not only break even on this new challenge, but become more powerful by it? In three days - two, now?

But we have to... or everyone will die.

Rukk felt Nayla’s fear, and pain. He felt that himself too. He moved slowly, carefully. He felt bile rising in his throat, his head hurt. But he kept fighting, slowly, carefully.

[Mags she/they]

20 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

It was the first step she'd had to take in the encounter, sliding one foot behind the other to keep Cloud in her field of vision. The attack was easy enough to deflect, but he was already improving at a rapid rate - the skills and instincts had most likely already been well-ingrained into his Awareness, meaning all it would take to bring them out was a quick explanation of what they did and how to use them.

The next test was a feint: a slash at his face disguised as a jab. She was curious to see what he responded to.

@Justice_Magician

He could sense her next move, a quick jab Cloud dodged out of the way of her blade, but as he did so, something felt wrong. 

The realization came a little too late. The tip of Feisydd's blade nicked his cheek as he tried to doge away from her real attack: a slash at his face.

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I'm assuming it'll just shock him a little cause they turned the power on their blades down right?

 

Edited September 22, 2023 by Justice_Magician

[Channelknight Fadran]

5 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Rukk felt Nayla’s fear, and pain. He felt that himself too. He moved slowly, carefully. He felt bile rising in his throat, his head hurt. But he kept fighting, slowly, carefully.

She held to the Truesight, and slowly but surely... the senses started organizing themselves. Not enough to stop the splitting headache, but her instincts began to catch up with the Perception. It was like when her eyes finally adjusted to the dark, only much more gradual and painful - and her strikes began to swing more fluidly, if only by the slightest amount.

2 hours ago, Justice_Magician said:

He could sense her next move, a quick jab Cloud dodged out of the way of her blade, but as he did so, something felt wrong. 

The realization came a little too late. The tip of Feisydd's blade nicked his cheek as he tried to doge away from her real attack: a slash at his face.

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yeye - would probably sting a little

"Closer! Three attacks next: get them right."

Feisyyd stepped at Cloud to send three consecutive strikes at him. With how aggressive her other students were performing, perhaps it was the right idea to unlock Cloud's potential through trial by fire.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

3 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

She held to the Truesight, and slowly but surely... the senses started organizing themselves. Not enough to stop the splitting headache, but her instincts began to catch up with the Perception. It was like when her eyes finally adjusted to the dark, only much more gradual and painful - and her strikes began to swing more fluidly, if only by the slightest amount.

"Closer! Three attacks next: get them right."

Feisyyd stepped at Cloud to send three consecutive strikes at him. With how aggressive her other students were performing, perhaps it was the right idea to unlock Cloud's potential through trial by fire.

Rukk began to improve, but stayed silent. He didn’t want to throw off his stance.

[Mags she/they]

45 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

She held to the Truesight, and slowly but surely... the senses started organizing themselves. Not enough to stop the splitting headache, but her instincts began to catch up with the Perception. It was like when her eyes finally adjusted to the dark, only much more gradual and painful - and her strikes began to swing more fluidly, if only by the slightest amount.

"Closer! Three attacks next: get them right."

Feisyyd stepped at Cloud to send three consecutive strikes at him. With how aggressive her other students were performing, perhaps it was the right idea to unlock Cloud's potential through trial by fire.

Cloud pushed away the stinging feeling and braced himself. He sensed the first strike, and deflected it pretty well. He was a little slow on the second, his blade on just pushing hers away in time. He forced all of his focus on the third strike. He dodged, and tried to make a countermove, slashing at Feisydds face.

[Channelknight Fadran]

1 hour ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Rukk began to improve, but stayed silent. He didn’t want to throw off his stance.

Their mutual confusion had compounded on itself in a terrible way... but as she began to sense his slow Attunement to Truesight, her own began to become clearer. Slowly and steadily, the nausea began to fade - though it would still be a long while before it was comfortable, Nayla guessed.

But she wanted to keep pushing herself, and began to strike back with continued speed and precision.

57 minutes ago, Justice_Magician said:

Cloud pushed away the stinging feeling and braced himself. He sensed the first strike, and deflected it pretty well. He was a little slow on the second, his blade on just pushing hers away in time. He forced all of his focus on the third strike. He dodged, and tried to make a countermove, slashing at Feisydds face.

Feisyyd cracked a small smile, avoiding the blade and preparing another assault. Indeed... there is little I can teach him that he doesn't already know.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

6 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Their mutual confusion had compounded on itself in a terrible way... but as she began to sense his slow Attunement to Truesight, her own began to become clearer. Slowly and steadily, the nausea began to fade - though it would still be a long while before it was comfortable, Nayla guessed.

But she wanted to keep pushing herself, and began to strike back with continued speed and precision.

Rukk sped up too. Then he had an idea. He sped up his train of thought, thinking of EVERYTHING at once. It made him nauseous. Then, in his mind, he screamed. 

[Channelknight Fadran]

Nayla shrieked, then fell unconscious.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

30 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Nayla shrieked, then fell unconscious.

“Whoops.” Rukk said. Then he passed out too.

[Channelknight Fadran]

1 hour ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Nayla shrieked, then fell unconscious.

38 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

“Whoops.” Rukk said. Then he passed out too.

Oh.

Master Feisyyd stepped away from Cloud, lowering her blade. "I... suppose a break is in order."

@Justice_Magician

[Mags she/they]

1 hour ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Their mutual confusion had compounded on itself in a terrible way... but as she began to sense his slow Attunement to Truesight, her own began to become clearer. Slowly and steadily, the nausea began to fade - though it would still be a long while before it was comfortable, Nayla guessed.

But she wanted to keep pushing herself, and began to strike back with continued speed and precision.

Feisyyd cracked a small smile, avoiding the blade and preparing another assault. Indeed... there is little I can teach him that he doesn't already know.

"Yeah . . ." He had been so focused on the fight he hadn't noticed when the padawans fainted.

Cloud leaned down to check on Nayli.

"Are they gonna be okay?"

[Channelknight Fadran]

2 minutes ago, Justice_Magician said:

"Yeah . . ." He had been so focused on the fight he hadn't noticed when the padawans fainted.

Cloud leaned down to check on Nayli.

"Are they gonna be okay?"

Feisyyd scooped up Rukk and hiked him up onto her shoulder. "They'll be alright. You tend to fall unconscious a lot when learning to use the Force - it's even possible they'll awake having seen some sort of vision."

[Mags she/they]

Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

Feisyyd scooped up Rukk and hiked him up onto her shoulder. "They'll be alright. You tend to fall unconscious a lot when learning to use the Force - it's even possible they'll awake having seen some sort of vision."

"Yo-

"I'm sorry what? Visions? Is that a thing?"

Cloud had started to think the cult people weren't as weird as he thought.

[Channelknight Fadran]

"The Force has a will of its own; and a difficult one to define."

[Mags she/they]

2 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"The Force has a will of its own; and a difficult one to define."

Cloud stared at her.

"Uh-huh, that's very nice, when was the last time you hydrated Miss Witch?"

[Channelknight Fadran]

"What do you think it was that brought you here just minutes before the Assassin arrived? Luck?"