Smug Slug
(OOC: Hasjo, Cale, I bolded and underlined the important bit for you two)
LOCATION: Carida Starport
ENEMIES: [member="Rosa Mazhar"] [member="Turin Val Kur"] [member="Hasjo Hallu"]
ALLIES: [member="Cale Gunderson"]
In the depths of his dark rage, he did not feel Turin's lightsaber glance off his living armor, its bumpy and tan chitinous surface unblemished despite the blow. Rosa still taunted him. Impossibly deep laughter rumbled from him. Storm? He would show her a storm. The Herglic sucked in a huge breath of air.
Rosa's leap and and Turin's maneuvering had put the two of them directly behind the Herglic. The whale creature rounded upon them, pitiless black eyes locking onto the pair as Orcus submersed himself in primal instincts. The natural instinct of a predator surfaced, a foreboding fin. In a fight, sapients will hold back some energy. Nature's predators hold nothing back. They know the laws written in the coding of every being. Kill or be killed. Orcus abandoned all pretense of reserve. He hurled the dice with wild abandon, reveling in the thrill of the gamble, and gave himself over to the gods of chance.
Tugs and shoves in the Force sent him off balance as the male Jedi buffeted him with telekinesis. The Herglic stumbled to one knee, stabilizing himself enough for the true assault. Without the Force Grip interfering, Orcus could unleash his true power. His maw opened, revealing rows of large, conical teeth. Air blasted from his lungs in unabated rage, rippling out from his mouth like the shockwave from a bomb.
There would be no jumping and diving out of the way of this than there would be of uncannily dodging two thousand pounds of durasteel filled with ordnance. Many believe the fire and shrapnel to be the most dangerous effects of a bomb. They would be half right. The unseen force at work, the blast overpressure, can kill just as easily. On a planet with normal gravity, at sea level, the average human experienced 15 pounds per square inch of air pressure. A bomb blast amplifies that pressure a thousand fold.
Some of the effects are obvious. People are thrown off their feet and some structural damage to buildings occurs. However, the effects that occur within the body as a result of overpressure are most likely to kill. The nasal cavity and the lungs are both filled by air. When the overpressure increases the air pressure, those cavities cave in. The sinuses implode, possibly spitting bone into the brain and killing. In addition, the lungs are compressed violently by hundreds of pounds of air pressure, which results in pulmonary blood vessels to the heart being shorn off. After the overpressure is gone, the lungs re-expand. Filled by blood.
Such is the carnage wrought to those at the center of the blast. And like such a blast, Orcus' Force Bellow rippled outward, indiscriminate of friend or foe. The probability of Hasjo and Cale catching at least part of the blast, enclosed by the starport lot as they were, was high. Sturdy walls reflect sound. So those standing between the blast and a wall, such as Rosa and Turin standing between Orcus and the four square walls surrounding the lot, would catch more of the blast effect.
Unfortunately for Orcus, the beings he faced were Jedi, both of whom had abilities with which to counter the immediate killing effects of the overpressure shockwave. The 100+ mile an hour shockwave roaring from Orcus jaws would more likely serve to hurl both Jedi into the wall, or rubble with bone-breaking speed, or into the burning wreckage of the starship that formerly occupied this lot. Lightsabers could be blown from grips, bodies could be broken. Death seemed unlikely for the two skilled warriors, but escaping injury entirely would be a tall order.
The Herglic could hardly lift a pebble with telekinesis, could barely communicate with telepathy, and held no skill with energy manipulation or many other abilities and specialties that seemed common amongst Force Users. But he could bellow like no other.
He was a philosopher, not a scientist, and did not understand all the physics that came into play when he unleashed his power. He understood that it killed, and underneath the sway of Dark Rage, such knowledge was enough.
"HAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM!"
LOCATION: Carida Starport
ENEMIES: [member="Rosa Mazhar"] [member="Turin Val Kur"] [member="Hasjo Hallu"]
ALLIES: [member="Cale Gunderson"]
In the depths of his dark rage, he did not feel Turin's lightsaber glance off his living armor, its bumpy and tan chitinous surface unblemished despite the blow. Rosa still taunted him. Impossibly deep laughter rumbled from him. Storm? He would show her a storm. The Herglic sucked in a huge breath of air.
Rosa's leap and and Turin's maneuvering had put the two of them directly behind the Herglic. The whale creature rounded upon them, pitiless black eyes locking onto the pair as Orcus submersed himself in primal instincts. The natural instinct of a predator surfaced, a foreboding fin. In a fight, sapients will hold back some energy. Nature's predators hold nothing back. They know the laws written in the coding of every being. Kill or be killed. Orcus abandoned all pretense of reserve. He hurled the dice with wild abandon, reveling in the thrill of the gamble, and gave himself over to the gods of chance.
Tugs and shoves in the Force sent him off balance as the male Jedi buffeted him with telekinesis. The Herglic stumbled to one knee, stabilizing himself enough for the true assault. Without the Force Grip interfering, Orcus could unleash his true power. His maw opened, revealing rows of large, conical teeth. Air blasted from his lungs in unabated rage, rippling out from his mouth like the shockwave from a bomb.
There would be no jumping and diving out of the way of this than there would be of uncannily dodging two thousand pounds of durasteel filled with ordnance. Many believe the fire and shrapnel to be the most dangerous effects of a bomb. They would be half right. The unseen force at work, the blast overpressure, can kill just as easily. On a planet with normal gravity, at sea level, the average human experienced 15 pounds per square inch of air pressure. A bomb blast amplifies that pressure a thousand fold.
Some of the effects are obvious. People are thrown off their feet and some structural damage to buildings occurs. However, the effects that occur within the body as a result of overpressure are most likely to kill. The nasal cavity and the lungs are both filled by air. When the overpressure increases the air pressure, those cavities cave in. The sinuses implode, possibly spitting bone into the brain and killing. In addition, the lungs are compressed violently by hundreds of pounds of air pressure, which results in pulmonary blood vessels to the heart being shorn off. After the overpressure is gone, the lungs re-expand. Filled by blood.
Such is the carnage wrought to those at the center of the blast. And like such a blast, Orcus' Force Bellow rippled outward, indiscriminate of friend or foe. The probability of Hasjo and Cale catching at least part of the blast, enclosed by the starport lot as they were, was high. Sturdy walls reflect sound. So those standing between the blast and a wall, such as Rosa and Turin standing between Orcus and the four square walls surrounding the lot, would catch more of the blast effect.
Unfortunately for Orcus, the beings he faced were Jedi, both of whom had abilities with which to counter the immediate killing effects of the overpressure shockwave. The 100+ mile an hour shockwave roaring from Orcus jaws would more likely serve to hurl both Jedi into the wall, or rubble with bone-breaking speed, or into the burning wreckage of the starship that formerly occupied this lot. Lightsabers could be blown from grips, bodies could be broken. Death seemed unlikely for the two skilled warriors, but escaping injury entirely would be a tall order.
The Herglic could hardly lift a pebble with telekinesis, could barely communicate with telepathy, and held no skill with energy manipulation or many other abilities and specialties that seemed common amongst Force Users. But he could bellow like no other.
He was a philosopher, not a scientist, and did not understand all the physics that came into play when he unleashed his power. He understood that it killed, and underneath the sway of Dark Rage, such knowledge was enough.
"HAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM!"
