A S S A S S I N
Timestamp: Early Morning
Location: CIS Training Room
Armour: Armour Set
Weapons: Throwing Daggers, Wrist Blade, Obsidian lightsaber, Katana
Tags: [member="Brayden Antares"]
Shalita had decided to block out some time to do some swordplay, to practice. As she realised that while she was an agile kind of person and that simply cutting one’s throat was simple enough, it didn’t really mean that she could simply expect to wield a blade of any kind. The recent Knight Obsidian’s mission was a very real indicator that her sword work could do with some practice. The Shi’ido just had some serious luck when it came to that field mission, as creatures like those worms didn’t have the agility that she did, but against someone who did? That would be a problem, especially if one of the targets actually knew how to fight back using a lightsaber and with her line of work, she couldn’t afford to not know this sort of thing.
Upon approach to the room, the female pushed through the doors into what seemed like a gym with some training dummies set to the side and her fingers grazed the hilt of her sheathed katana that was tied to her leather belt. It was a katana that held sentimental value rather than anything else and would be perfect for practice, as it was heavier than a normal lightsaber and would hopefully help her build the muscle to wield a blade that wouldn’t be a lightsaber. In a pinch of course. A last resort as you will, anyone who had a lightsaber would use that over anything else. Mostly, Shalita figured that it was because of its weight rather than anything else, which made a lightsaber desirable to wield. Booted feet paused for a moment to take in the room before she grasped the blade and unsheathed it. Ice blue eyes took in the silver blade as she traveled down memory lane. The last time that she had used it on someone was the first time that she had killed.
Granted, it had been a still, defenseless and sleeping target, but it had awoken her thirst for the kill, to see the blood run free of its prison. The female rose the weapon up in front of her as she faced off one of the mummies. Swinging the weapon across in a cut attack, she stopped the blade just before it touched the mummy. While she hadn’t exactly used the weapon ever since that fateful night, the Shi’ido still kept it maintained. Part of keeping a weapon; was making sure that it was maintained so then it would be reliable when she needed it the most. As an agent, it was all part and parcel, as one’s life relies upon the tools that they carried and Shalita very much relied upon the tools that she carried. However, if one of them failed or she’d lost them, she wouldn’t cry, but the katana, on the other hand, it was valuable. Although; returning back to the matter at hand, had the blade touched the training mannequin, it would have either destroyed the mannequin or damaged the blade. Shalita wasn’t going to guess as to what that mannequin was made of.
A pause had her hesitating, something hadn’t felt right with the swing and she took a step back, only to make the same cut attack. Except… Something felt off balanced. Slowly she slid her right foot back and made the same attack, pausing right before the blade touched the mannequin. Now that felt much better, Shalita surmised to herself as she took a few steps back and away from the mannequin. Except for this time, the raven-haired woman followed this through with a sequence, adding in a block with her blade, which had her bringing the blade up and in front of her body in a block and then she stepped forward as she used a cut attack. The issue with one blade was that she would have to be quick with her blocks, or have another blade and seeing as carrying two lightsabers was more of an inconvenience, she would need to have something which could suit her nefarious means. Something which would give her the upper hand, in a one on one attack.
It was a shame that the blade on the bracer was force activated only, she thought to herself, otherwise, it would have made to be a deadly weapon to sneak up on her enemies with.
Location: CIS Training Room
Armour: Armour Set
Weapons: Throwing Daggers, Wrist Blade, Obsidian lightsaber, Katana
Tags: [member="Brayden Antares"]
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Shalita had decided to block out some time to do some swordplay, to practice. As she realised that while she was an agile kind of person and that simply cutting one’s throat was simple enough, it didn’t really mean that she could simply expect to wield a blade of any kind. The recent Knight Obsidian’s mission was a very real indicator that her sword work could do with some practice. The Shi’ido just had some serious luck when it came to that field mission, as creatures like those worms didn’t have the agility that she did, but against someone who did? That would be a problem, especially if one of the targets actually knew how to fight back using a lightsaber and with her line of work, she couldn’t afford to not know this sort of thing.
Upon approach to the room, the female pushed through the doors into what seemed like a gym with some training dummies set to the side and her fingers grazed the hilt of her sheathed katana that was tied to her leather belt. It was a katana that held sentimental value rather than anything else and would be perfect for practice, as it was heavier than a normal lightsaber and would hopefully help her build the muscle to wield a blade that wouldn’t be a lightsaber. In a pinch of course. A last resort as you will, anyone who had a lightsaber would use that over anything else. Mostly, Shalita figured that it was because of its weight rather than anything else, which made a lightsaber desirable to wield. Booted feet paused for a moment to take in the room before she grasped the blade and unsheathed it. Ice blue eyes took in the silver blade as she traveled down memory lane. The last time that she had used it on someone was the first time that she had killed.
Granted, it had been a still, defenseless and sleeping target, but it had awoken her thirst for the kill, to see the blood run free of its prison. The female rose the weapon up in front of her as she faced off one of the mummies. Swinging the weapon across in a cut attack, she stopped the blade just before it touched the mummy. While she hadn’t exactly used the weapon ever since that fateful night, the Shi’ido still kept it maintained. Part of keeping a weapon; was making sure that it was maintained so then it would be reliable when she needed it the most. As an agent, it was all part and parcel, as one’s life relies upon the tools that they carried and Shalita very much relied upon the tools that she carried. However, if one of them failed or she’d lost them, she wouldn’t cry, but the katana, on the other hand, it was valuable. Although; returning back to the matter at hand, had the blade touched the training mannequin, it would have either destroyed the mannequin or damaged the blade. Shalita wasn’t going to guess as to what that mannequin was made of.
A pause had her hesitating, something hadn’t felt right with the swing and she took a step back, only to make the same cut attack. Except… Something felt off balanced. Slowly she slid her right foot back and made the same attack, pausing right before the blade touched the mannequin. Now that felt much better, Shalita surmised to herself as she took a few steps back and away from the mannequin. Except for this time, the raven-haired woman followed this through with a sequence, adding in a block with her blade, which had her bringing the blade up and in front of her body in a block and then she stepped forward as she used a cut attack. The issue with one blade was that she would have to be quick with her blocks, or have another blade and seeing as carrying two lightsabers was more of an inconvenience, she would need to have something which could suit her nefarious means. Something which would give her the upper hand, in a one on one attack.
It was a shame that the blade on the bracer was force activated only, she thought to herself, otherwise, it would have made to be a deadly weapon to sneak up on her enemies with.