Satine Detta
Mistryl Shadow Guard
She laid on the bed nursing sore muscles, and a saber stab to the leg. She had been quite fortunate that the Jedi had not cut her leg off, that would not have made her happy. Force users, she was still having trouble fighting them she needed additional skills, skills that the trainers on Emberlene did not seem to possess.
Satine pushed herself up cursing the room, and her own inabilities. She thought back on the move
The Jedi had gone to protect themself from the snap of the shock whip, she had tried to get the shock whip to wrap about the saber. As they had struggled back and forth at times the only thing keeping her going was sheer will and the ability to push and tug. the zenji needle that she had tried to plunge into his ribs had missed the mark. The spin kick to knock the blade away had been met with a force push.
Satine slid her legs across the bed, and then edged over. She wanted to stand up test out the muscles. Slowly she rose up her legs shook like jello the feeling of weakness made her want to be sick. She was better than this!
But not against force users. She needed to know more about what defended against sabers, and the mind. For several times that Jedi had seemed to wave his hand, and she would forget where she was, and what she was doing. Only after moments did she realize and begin her attack again.
Frustration set in she turned and headed back to sit on the bed. She shook her head beating herself up mentally.
Satine pushed herself up cursing the room, and her own inabilities. She thought back on the move
The Jedi had gone to protect themself from the snap of the shock whip, she had tried to get the shock whip to wrap about the saber. As they had struggled back and forth at times the only thing keeping her going was sheer will and the ability to push and tug. the zenji needle that she had tried to plunge into his ribs had missed the mark. The spin kick to knock the blade away had been met with a force push.
Satine slid her legs across the bed, and then edged over. She wanted to stand up test out the muscles. Slowly she rose up her legs shook like jello the feeling of weakness made her want to be sick. She was better than this!
But not against force users. She needed to know more about what defended against sabers, and the mind. For several times that Jedi had seemed to wave his hand, and she would forget where she was, and what she was doing. Only after moments did she realize and begin her attack again.
Frustration set in she turned and headed back to sit on the bed. She shook her head beating herself up mentally.
