A Monk In The Bogan Temple (Kahl'l Nhbel's Training)

[darkhaert]

Kahl'l threw a piece of cloth towards DD's face, and behind it one of the stone spikes. He leaped off the arc and picked rocks he could find from the ground. He never left the robot out of his sight.

 

[Horizon]

For but a moment, DD stood still not realizing what had happened. Then it slowly removed the cloth, tossing it to the side and merely watched as the stone spike entered its left optic! Jerking the foreign object from its socket, DD tossed it into the sand and noticed it has lost part of its vision and was now handicapped on that side. Although DD had never let his gaze wonder to far from, Kahl'l. Leaping down the droid quickly turned his walk into a full on sprint! Set to kill his target, DD raised his lightsaber above his head and directed the point towards a pre-determined spot on his body.

If Kahl'l failed to move in time he would be impaled into the side where his corpse would be left to the wildlife to dispose of. Or perhaps the sun would burn his corpse to a crisp! Leaving nothing for the animals to dispose of. Only the shifting sands would rid the face of the planet of the disgusting sight by burrying it deep within.

 

[darkhaert]

He heard the sand rumble and rasp. He synchronized his speed with the droid for a moment, to get some distance. After nearing the womp-rat's hide, he spun and threw a rock (fist-size) at the droid's right optic lens. In his second spin he threw the second stone spike at the droid's knee-cap.

He rolled quickly after falling and grabbed the womp-rat's hide. He stood close to the hole, for hiding to capture prey, and kept his gaze at the droid. The hole was covered with the rat's fur and sand.

 

[Horizon]

Dodging to the left, DD avoided the incoming fist sized rock but had failed to move away from the next incoming object which punctured through its kneecap. Stumbling into the sand, DD began to make odd noises! These sound were the gears failing to turn in his left kneecap, grinding and breaking against one another. But the droid continued on to destroy his target. Passing around to the left side, DD could not find Kahl'l!

SCANNING...SCANNING...NO TARGET FOUND: REPEAT SEARCH PROTOCOL!

DD then began to limp onwards to another hillside made out of sand. Occasional it would loose its footing but would ultimately press onwards. Rish then reached out into Kahl'l's mind and whispered his own advice.

"Anyone can use rocks and daggers. Use the Force, Kahl'l. You forget what makes a Bogan a Bogan. Combine your love...for these rocks with the Force!"

The droid's head then span around! Darting its view back and forth trying to locate his target. It then locked onto the rather odd spot where Kahl'l was hiding. The wind had blown just so that it had removed some of the sand overlaying the hide in which DD had taken notice. Slowly it slid down the hill, set upon the suspicious spot.

 

[darkhaert]

Behind the life-pod, Kahl'l hid. The droid's malfunctioning leg echoed inside him. Sound or no sound, though, it wouldn’t matter. He could smell the metal. Another sound interferes, but this one didn't travel by the desert air of Tatooine. This sound, a voice, was aided by the force. Kahl'l gripped his dagger tight, upon hearing the voice. He climbed the life-pod.

"I know, I know!" he cried out. "Only death!"

He leaped, the highest he's ever done, and threw another rock, as powerfully as he could. The rock was aimed at the light saber handle. He felt an immense gain in his weight; it wasn't gravity. His fall towards the droid was fast and heavy.

((Going to be back in an hour))

 

[Horizon]

The rock severed DD's hand, dropping the lightsaber onto the ground! The hand squirmed about for a couple seconds before releasing its grip and allowing the lightsaber to roll down a nearby hill away from the two. Little did Kahl'l know that the lightsaber was one for training and had been tampered with so that it had been deactivated it would destroy the emitters. Rendering it useless. DD had felt the impact surely and decided to take matters into its own "hand". Stomping through the sands and limping to the side ever so often, DD closed in on its target. Jumping on over and behind Kahl'l, DD slowly turned around.

TARGET ACQUIRED: ELIMINATE!

Taking two rather large steps, DD attempted to latch its good hand around Kahl'l throat in a attempt to strangle the life out of his body! And finally fulfill his protocol!

 

[darkhaert]

Kahl’l saw the duel droid jump over him. He spun to face the duel droid. The droid’s hand reached towards his neck (Kahl’l kept the same expression; the droid’s behavior was expected). He raised his leg, and then kicked at the droid’s good knee. This kick was so intense, that taking a blow from it would sever a limb; even from a droid.
Kahl’l grabbed the robot’s only hand, and placed his strength into the grip. If the droid fails to flee, Kahl’l would rip the hand off its torso, and its last remaining optic would be sliced off by Kahl’l’s dagger.

 

[Horizon]

Kraang! The droid's good leg gave out under the sheer force being thrown in behind Kahl'l's kick! The droid was now at his mercy! Laying before him in the sand it squirmed about, squeeling with its choked vocabulator in which had been partly damaged within the combat.

(I am going to start toning down my posts for you to be on the same level)

 

[darkhaert]

Kahl'l jumped, and with the aid of the force, thrust his fist, aimed at its face. His fist harden. His knuckles thickened. The muscles of his arm tightened. The air between the droid's face and Kahl'l's fist compressed; despite the wide space that exists.

((Oh! Sorry my style is a bit simple. It is a bit different. If possible, too, you can give me hints on how to do a proper RP... because, tbh, this is entirely new to me.))

 

[Horizon]

(OO:C For a couple posts here. We will resume when we I am done giving a bit of advice)

Okay, I understand your style! I started out that way too but I came across a couple of simple tips. Your character is alive within a breathing world, full of consequences. And if you really want your character to come alive and improve your writing. Do these steps here when writing your posts.

1. What is your character thinking?

Since kahl'l just defeated the droid he is about to have a overwhelming sense of success! He might even let his guard down in this type of situation since he feels so secure now. But then his mind might wander into thoughts about what would be next? How was he going to prepare himself for the trials ahead? Incorporating his thoughts will also lengthen your posts by far.

2. Note the environment about you.

This is another great way to lengthen your posts and improve your writing. As you progress through an area things will change! From walking into the crime ridden under streets to crawling through the hostile icy wastelands of Hoth there will always be things going on.

Example: "Standing across the dunes you watch the sunset over the sandy dunes where the wind gently blows over it. Conjuring small whirls of sand that drift about like that of dancers."

Little ways of describing your environment always helps for others to get a feel for things.

3. Realistic actions.

Your character has needs to you know! An example here for Kahl'l is that he has just fended off the ruthless DD. He has also used the Force rather extensively for an acolyte and would be exhausted. Maybe not on the ground, heaving like a smoker but enough for him to take a break. Things like this can create in-depth rp.

If you would like a little more explaining then go ahead and ask.

 

[darkhaert]

((Ok. Got the advice I needed. Maybe the style was not fit to be in an RP. I just wanted to keep my style small and simple; only actions from the subject. Besides, that style was a lot harder anyway. The style was different from what I usually do… which were the tips you suggested... I'll just go with what you suggested.))

((I hope we can speed up his training, and increase the DANGER. I want him to be able to take down Jedis. Brutal Take Downs. You’ll get what you want outta him and me.))

Kahl’l’s breathing slowly subsided. He dropped the droid’s arm, after ripping it off. The gusts of sand that moved slowly, returned to its normal pace. The loud pulsating noise he hears disappears. The only sound left was the droid’s failing machines. Its body was still jerking, waving its arm, trying to eliminate someone. The scene aroused Kahl’l, but not enough to make him drunk. The droid’s last animated moments looked pathetic. If it were living, Kahl’l felt, he would enjoy it more.

He removed the droid’s mutilated head from his arm; not a scratch. He gathered the robot’s parts, and placed it inside the life pod. Rish might want its toy back, he assumed. The training lightsaber was covered in sand, but he still manages to catch its scent. He hid the lightsaber in his sash. Nothing was happening. He looked around and found the sandy dunes impotent.

After cleaning up the wasteland, Kahl’l took shelter in the dig he made. He slumped his way to the hole. He covered the womp-rat hide over him, and found the rat meat. He ate the womp-rat meat. Some of its insides were still raw, too raw, but he devoured it easily.

Indecisiveness and lack of conviction was holding him down. If he wanted to achieve strength, then Rish would be the only way; his way would be the only way. The test he had taken wore him, though it shouldn’t since he’s hunted for longer periods before… but this time, he’d been given the strength he never used. It was only with Rish that strength came out. He must master the force.

He had to sleep to forget his body throbbing.

Outside, the sands were dancing with a storm.

He dreams of dying again.

 

[Horizon]

Kahl'l was still not alone. He may have dispatched the droid with ease but his next trial was going to be set upon him within minutes. Standing quietly in the glare of the soft moonlight a stranger had seized the opportunity. The opportunity to end Kahl'l's life that is.

Balling up both of his fists, he then called out to the Force and wrapped it about the pod. Slowly lifting it from the sands it had crashed into hours ago. Inch by inch the pod lifted up allowing streams of sand to pour that had seaped in with the crash. The stranger then stepped forward allowing the pod to move over the top of Kahl'l's hole.

Feeling comfortable with the position, he even shook it slightly allowing the parts within in to jumble about creating a noise for Kahl'l to hear. Only for him to look up and be crushed within his own safe haven.

 

[darkhaert]

The falling debris made noise, but Kahl’l was already awake before the life pod levitated above the hole. The smell of metal was always familiar to him, and the scent of some animate being, with intent to kill, is much stronger especially in a desolate surrounding like Tatooine. He acted out of instinct, but with some foresight.

He smacked a couple of falling metal parts. It headed to the mysterious force user. Following the metal was the womp-rat hide (to blind the stranger), and behind it was Kahl’l, ready to bury his dagger behind the man’s eye socket.

He knew this was a reckless move, but he was disadvantaged from the beginning anyway. He knows very little of this stranger, and the only way to understand was to attack head on. Three things might come of his action. The man would be blinded by the rat’s hide. The stranger would be caught surprised by his speed, and stealth. Or that the stranger had something that will put his life in danger. Kahl’l preferred the first outcome, since the second would follow.

The cold wind and sand rushed to bump his face.

 

[Horizon]

Dropping the pod back into the ground created a loud thud noise which echoed through out the valley! As for the pieces of metal, he commanded the Force and sent them back towards the man whom had thrown them in the first place. Luckily a couple of the pieces had lodged itself in the hide while the rest shredded it like cheese and found themselves stuck in the hull of the pod.

The stranger then calmly walked about to the right side of the pod and ignited his crimson blade in the process. Creating that familiar hissing noise every lightsaber produced. But this was no stranger! It was Rish Koor, cloaked in his Dark Jedi robes and ready to strike down his apprentice.

"Tell me now...Did you hope to find peace in that hole of yours?"

And without another word, Rish gripped both of his hands to his lightsaber's hilt and swiped from the right to the left, directing the blade to cut Kahl'l's stomach right open. Cauterizing him for the most part but leaving him incapacitated. Kahl'l was quick enough that was for sure. But there was always that chance of tripping and falling into the hole. Leaving himself open to be skewered.

 

[darkhaert]

Kahl'l saw the light and felt the heat of the saber. He quickly backed away, hopping carefully to get a distance from his master. He sheathed his dagger and held the two stone spikes in his hands. The training lightsaber was still in his sash.

The night was dark for him to be completely hidden, but he knows his master can still sense him. He remembered the time where he hunted Thulasars (beasts from his home-planet), and kept his best to be undetected. He applied this skill in the situtation, and kept himself in the shadows. He can only hope that only he can sense his master.

Kahl'l kept his distance and encircles his master.

"Your scent is different, master. So this is the scent of a beast who has taken countless lives, and about to take one. Without the metal, the crowd, I can easily smell you!"

He quickly ran to the side where his master's lightsaber didn't spark, and threw the two stone spikes. One at the neck, and one at the thighs. His master would know what was coming. If Rish would face the spikes, behind him would be the stone arc. Kahl'l planned to use the arc as elevation, because he doubts that the spikes would give him the battle.

He rushed to the top of the stone arc. Some tiny stones tumbled downwards.

This was the second time he was afraid and excited. The first time was meeting Rish. The second time was him about to be killed by his master.

 

[Horizon]

In a flash, both of the projectiles that his acolyte had thrown were disintegrated! Rish had pulled his secondary lightsaber from his belt with the Force and caught both pieces of stone spikes in the perimeter of the blades. It was easy enough to perform such a task when you trained at least six acolytes. One dying at your hands and soon another to join the ranks of failures. That's right. Rish had finally thought it over and decided this acolyte was doomed. Noticing the falling gravel, Rish already knew the plans of his acolyte. As if trying to play the same game he had before with the droid. Kahl'l was going to need more than that to kill him. The power of the Force trembled beneath his feat right before leaping into the air and right on top of the high rocky ridge.

"It was fun Kahl'l. But I realized I already have enough loyal apprentices whom have already graduated beneath my teachings. You will just be another statistic."

Clicking off his left lightsaber, Rish reattached it to his belt and charged down the opposite side of the ridge towards Kahl'l! During this charge, Rish launched a secondary offensive. This was the Force Drain which was designed to drain the target of the present Force energy and natural energy. Leaving the target in a weakened status. Stretching his open hand forward the purple arc of energy jerked about the air downwards at Kahl'l hoping to dig itself deep into his chest. Sucking out every ounce of energy it could find and filtering it back to Rish to supplement his own.

 

[darkhaert]

Kahl'l switched the lightsaber on, and it took the hit from the Force Drain. His rage erupted upon knowing his peril, his perception heightened (Rish movements looked predictable), and his speed increased.

He screamed and dash towards Rish.

"We'll see!"

He swiped quick and strong to separate Rish from his lower hip. If this move fails, he planned to stab Rish's leg with his dagger. If both moves fail, he plans to quickly jump and get as far away from Rish.

((I'm shitting myself.))

 

[Horizon]

Rish laughed as Kahl'l thought he could win this duel! The first strike was too humorous for even Rish to take serious. Rish merely moved blade to intercept the swipe and did so accordingly. Kitishhh! The two blades collided with Rish's blade coming out the victor. Suddenly Kahl'l had lunged his dagger towards Rish's leg! But not even this split second offense was enough to being down the mighty Crusader. Balling up his left fist, Rish practically punched away kahl'ls arm towards the rocky surface of the ridge! Bound to leave some damage to his arm in some way after all the force he had put into the punch.

Now Kahl'l was attempting to flee but Rish would have no such thing happen! Catching Kahl'l in mid flight with the Force, Rish first had to disable his lightsaber which allowed Kahl'l to descend about half way down the ridge. But Rish's grasp through the Force halted such motion. Now within complete control, Rish directed Kahl'l direction to that of the face of the ridge itself. Smacking him against the rocky edges.

 

[darkhaert]

Kahl'l grabbed an edge of the ridge and pulled himself away from Rish's control. He rushed to hide behind mounds of sands and stone. His lightsaber was still lit, and his body was throbbing immensely. The rush was overwhelming him.

He fixed his broken arm, and muffled his scream after fixing it. The light from the lightsaber disappeared; to further hide him. His breath moved slower than the stars that night. For a second he closed his eyes and bit his hand after a fraction of a second, until it bled. He enjoyed the taste of metal and played with it in his mouth.

He waved his bloody hand into the sand and created a wet ball of sand. Under the night wind, the bloody ball of sand hardened.

He waits until Rish nears, so he can throw his dagger, and next throw the ball of sand and blood. He believed with the night, he has some kind of advantage. (The ball of sand would explode in Rish's face, blinding Rish. Then Kahl'l will do what he knows best: Brute Strength.)

He will light up his lightsaber after the ball reaches successfully, or unsuccessfully. Either way, he must overpower him, and if possible leave the dagger inside Rish.

Blood dripped from his chin. It fell in the sands.

Crouching decreased his visibility.

 

[Horizon]

Standing on top of the ridge, Rish made no attempt to look for his acolyte. Instead he clenched his fists together and began to circulate the Force around his body. Creating a small nexus of raw energy which caused the gravel about him to float! He himself then began to lift off the ground but only by a couple of inches. Finally letting out a roar created out of bloodlust, Rish unleashed a massive amount of energy! Destroying the stone arch, sending large pieces of rock and debris every where! Dropping down to his feet, Rish was in the middle of the aftermath, covered in the shroud of dust making him completely to Kahl'l who was also consumed by the thick blanket of dust and debris. The thing was that Rish could see in this type of condition due to his antiox breath mask which also provided blinders of sorts for his eyes.

"It is over Kahl'l! Did I tell you of how humans killed my father? It is really funny because the last acolyte died because he was human! And look where you are now!"

He was growing increasingly impatient with Kahl'l and decided it was time to end this. Putting aside the environment around, Rish pinpointed his aurora within the Force and his emotions which were that of beacons. Pulling himself out of the trance he knew exactly how to end this. His right crackled sprites of energy which eventually built up where Rish finally unleashed its wrath in direction of Kahl'l in the form of arcs of lightning.