Private The Art of Form

[Braze]

Form : 1
Shii-Cho
The Way of the Sarlacc
The Determination Form
The blade is only as steady as the hand that wields it.
To master the blade, you must first master yourself.
Without roots, the tree cannot stand.
Without a strong foundation, you are no more than your flaws.​

Zone	Target	Meaning
Zone 1	Head	Represents decisive strikes aimed at the head or neck, often to finish a bout.
Zone 2	Right Arm	Targets the opponent's weapon arm (right side), aiming to disarm or disable.
Zone 3	Left Arm	Focuses on the non-dominant arm (left side), often used to limit defense options.
Zone 4	Back	Strikes aimed at the upper back, typically used in flanking or surprise attacks.
Zone 5	Right Leg	Attacks the right leg, designed to destabilize or limit the opponent's mobility.
Zone 6	Left Leg	Focuses on the left leg, creating opportunities by attacking the foundation.

Command	Description	Zones Targeted	Notes
Kee-ray	Diagonal upward slash to the right.	5 → 2 or 6 → 3	Canon. Covers rising diagonal strikes to the right.
Kee-say	Diagonal downward slash to the left.	2 → 5 or 3 → 6	Canon. Covers descending diagonal strikes to the left.
Kee-zay	Diagonal downward slash to the right.	3 → 6 or 2 → 5	Proposed. Complements Kee-say for symmetry.
Guy-kee	Horizontal slash (any direction).	2 ↔ 3	Canon. General horizontal sweeping motion.
Guy-ray	Horizontal slash from left to right.	3 → 2	Proposed. Adds directional clarity to Guy-kee.
Guy-say	Horizontal slash from right to left.	2 → 3	Proposed. Balances Guy-ray for specific horizontal strikes.
Yo-kee	Forward and downward slash.	1 → 5 or 4 → 6	Canon. A powerful downward strike aimed forward.
Yo-ray	Upward vertical slash.	5 → 1 or 6 → 1	Proposed. Adds upward motion for counters.
Tor-ray	Forward thrust or stab.	1 or 4	Proposed. Precision-based direct attack.
Set	Neutral stance/reset.	N/A	Canon. Used to regain balance and prepare for the next move.
Yah-tay	Halt or end session.	N/A	Canon. Signals the conclusion of a sequence or bout.

Braze stood in the center of the practice room, two blades drawn for Jar'Kai. The hum of his lightsabers filled the air, a steady pulse of energy that mirrored the young Jedi's focus. Today's lesson revolved around Shii-Cho, the Way of the Sarlacc—the foundational form upon which all saber techniques were built. Though its motions were often seen as rudimentary, Braze knew better. Mastering the basics was the foundation upon which all other forms were built.

The training room was alive with activity as several training remotes hovered around the air in the room. There were twelve of these specialized remotes made from sleek silver metal. Each of these training remotes carried an internal reservoir of water designed for releasing water droplets at varying intervals and angles. The floor beneath Braze was marked with faint circles made from chalk and directional arrows for orientation and guiding his footwork.

Aether, the Iron Knight, moved along the perimeter of the chalk lines observing the young Echani Padawan. The droid body's photoreceptors surveyed Braze's stance. Aether's voice held an oddly mechanical tone as it cut through the room.

"Shii-Cho is control, precision, and flow. Build your foundation, and the rest will follow."

With a subtle hand signal, the remotes began to hum. A soft click echoed as the first droplet fell—a single bead of crystalline water descending slowly, directly above Braze's left shoulder. Aether called out the first command.

"Kee-say."
Braze's left blade flashed in a controlled diagonal downward arc, slicing cleanly through the droplet. The water met the heated saber blade and misted away, disappearing before it reached the floor.

Another droplet fell, this time from the opposite side. Aether's voice came again:
"Guy-kee."
Braze pivoted, his right blade sweeping horizontally, cleaving through the water with ease.

The remotes began to shift, their patterns more complex as they floated to new positions. Droplets began to fall in pairs, then trios. Aether's commands continued, building in intensity as the pace quickened.

"Kee-ray."
A diagonal upward slash to the right.

"Yo-kee."
A powerful downward strike aimed forward.

At first, Aether kept the rhythm slow, ensuring Braze's footwork and blade angles were exact. The Iron Knight paced as he scanned Braze's movements. Occasionally, he paused, tilting his head to observe more closely.

"Your right blade is lagging," he remarked, his tone sharp but not unkind. "Adjust your timing, Padawan. Again."

Braze inhaled deeply, adjusting his stance. The remotes shifted again, their hum rising in pitch. The droplets now came faster, falling from unpredictable angles. Aether's commands followed suit, a fluid stream of orders:

"Kee-say, Kee-ray, Guy-kee. Set."
Braze's blades moved in a blur, the water droplets vanishing into faint mists. Sweat began to bead on his brow as the tempo increased.

Aether finally stepped to a halt, crossing his arms as his photoreceptors narrowed. "Good. Now, we'll add complexity." He raised a hand, and the remotes altered their patterns, releasing droplets at varied heights and trajectories. Some fell from directly above, while others arced toward Braze's sides or legs.

"Tor-ray!" Aether barked.
Braze lunged forward, thrusting his right blade to puncture an arcing droplet mid-fall.

"Yo-ray!"
An upward vertical slash, catching a low-dropping bead and sending its remains into the air as a fine spray.

The speed became relentless, the remotes testing Braze's stamina and reflexes. His twin blades formed a whirling shield of light as he struck at the droplets from all angles.

As the session neared its end, Aether raised his hand again. The remotes slowed their movements, hovering into a holding pattern. Droplets fell one last time, slower now, as Aether gave the final command.

"Yah-tay."
Braze stopped mid-motion, extinguishing his lightsabers. The room fell silent save for the faint hum of the remotes retreating to standby mode. Aether approached, slowly.

"You're improving," the Iron Knight said, his tone calm yet critical. "But improvement is not mastery. You hesitate in transitions—small, but enough to cost you in real combat. We'll address that next time."

Braze nodded, catching his breath. Aether's mechanical hand rested briefly on his shoulder. "Rest now, Padawan. The Way of the Sarlacc demands patience as much as precision."

The young Jedi exhaled slowly, his mind already reviewing the session. Today had tested his limits, but he knew that beneath the sweat and effort, his foundation was growing stronger.