Kiskla Grayson-Matteo
Redeemer
Kiskla was rarely a morning person, but when on Tython she felt sheepish sleeping in. There was a sense of urgency about the planet, as there often was with the Jedi.
As usual, she started her day with an athletic routine. The Force was a two way street, and to maintain her toned physique and military abilities she trained. It wouldn't be fair to herself, or those she worked with, to simply ask the Force to do all the work. She had to give as much as she took to maintain balance. And plus, it helped with a little leverage here and there when it came to appearances.
A swirling dervish comprised of black loose fabrics and spinning lightsaber blades, she was parrying blows that she should not have been able to see coming. But practices like these allowed her the combat conditions to her benefit.
One of the droids and blasted backwards with a powerful force push, and was immediately disarmed. The other two were pushing hard on her but she held her ground and continued to parry their blows while waiting for the droids to make a mistake. Just one was all she needed. One chance was all she ever needed.
That was when one of them overextended and ended up losing an arm before being beheaded.
The final droid was more cagey and it was the contest of skill as well as the physical work out that Kiskla really enjoyed. The droid was really using momentum to his advantage as he spun and twirled using the powerful blows that was the hallmark of the Djem So style.
Through years of training, Kiskla had mastered several forms including Antaru and so while she was not fully committed to the Djem So art he was able to use faucets of the other styles to complement each other. As Antares had taught her, through years of vigorous training. Briefly, flashes of their sessions infected her mentality. He was the one that had taught her the bases she needed to know to have the grip on Juyo Vaapad she had today; a form truly made for her, considering the amount of dark energy that was constantly present in her aura.
The problem with Djem So was that it depended on power and was vulnerable to overextension as well as commitment to a strike. With patience that was only present when she was fighting, it finally happened.
Fatally, the droid brought his saber down in a powerful downwards slice. Kiskla waited until the blow almost hit her and then she twirled around, stepped off her right foot and pivoted around, slashing her saber around and cutting off its head as she ended up behind the droid.
With the wreckage of the droids deactivated, the training session was ended, and she wiped her brow with a grin.
@[member="Jeff Solaris"]
As usual, she started her day with an athletic routine. The Force was a two way street, and to maintain her toned physique and military abilities she trained. It wouldn't be fair to herself, or those she worked with, to simply ask the Force to do all the work. She had to give as much as she took to maintain balance. And plus, it helped with a little leverage here and there when it came to appearances.
A swirling dervish comprised of black loose fabrics and spinning lightsaber blades, she was parrying blows that she should not have been able to see coming. But practices like these allowed her the combat conditions to her benefit.
One of the droids and blasted backwards with a powerful force push, and was immediately disarmed. The other two were pushing hard on her but she held her ground and continued to parry their blows while waiting for the droids to make a mistake. Just one was all she needed. One chance was all she ever needed.
That was when one of them overextended and ended up losing an arm before being beheaded.
The final droid was more cagey and it was the contest of skill as well as the physical work out that Kiskla really enjoyed. The droid was really using momentum to his advantage as he spun and twirled using the powerful blows that was the hallmark of the Djem So style.
Through years of training, Kiskla had mastered several forms including Antaru and so while she was not fully committed to the Djem So art he was able to use faucets of the other styles to complement each other. As Antares had taught her, through years of vigorous training. Briefly, flashes of their sessions infected her mentality. He was the one that had taught her the bases she needed to know to have the grip on Juyo Vaapad she had today; a form truly made for her, considering the amount of dark energy that was constantly present in her aura.
The problem with Djem So was that it depended on power and was vulnerable to overextension as well as commitment to a strike. With patience that was only present when she was fighting, it finally happened.
Fatally, the droid brought his saber down in a powerful downwards slice. Kiskla waited until the blow almost hit her and then she twirled around, stepped off her right foot and pivoted around, slashing her saber around and cutting off its head as she ended up behind the droid.
With the wreckage of the droids deactivated, the training session was ended, and she wiped her brow with a grin.
@[member="Jeff Solaris"]
