Private A Friendly Spar- [Ossus]

[Braze]

TAGS: Jacen Breska

Braze was spattered in the ugly spray of hardening metal, the substance clinging like scabs across his clothing and skin. He glanced down at Jacen with a grim frown as he squinted. " . . . " then with a sudden crack the metal splintered, bursting outward in a violent spray of shrapnel. Braze staggered a a few steps back, freeing himself from the crude shell.

 

[Jacen Breska]

FIGHT NIGHT
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WEARING:: Halcyon Armour | Contact Lenses | Wrist Mounted APG | Ancile Shield |
EQUIPMENT: MAIN WEAPONRY: VW-864 Maser Rifle | DC-902d | Sunshot Pistol | Shiva Knife |
ADDITIONAL EQUIPMENT: 0x Smoke Grenade | 0x Kushute Grenades | 1x Stunner Grenade | Valiant Red Injector: x3 Spares | Taozin Amulet
LOCATION: :: Dojo of Braze's DEMISE ::
TAG: Braze

The spray of the kushute grenade covered Braze just as Jacen had wanted. However, the close proximity to the grenade meant Jacen got some of it on him as well. His helmet, looking up just in time to see the grenade detonate, was covered in the rapidly hardening liquid metal. Jacen steadied himself on his hands and knees and pulled the helmet off, tossing it aside as the material hardened and looked up at Braze with his face reddened from the burns he had sustained. Then, freed himself from the material already, showering Jacen in a rain of shrapnel that Jacen had Jacen covering behind his arm, and had given some ground. Now he was just staring at Jacen with a look on his face. Disdain? Disappointment? Jacen couldn't tell. This fight wasn't over yet, he thought, before he tried to push off the ground.

He felt resistance. Something was holding him. He turned his head, looking behind him, the soil of Ossus had once again declared it's side in this fight.

Suddenly, he felt his exhaustion upon him. The Valiant Red could only do so much to keep him in the fight, he still needed to breathe. And now he was breathing heavily as he pushed off his hands, resting back on his knees and looking at Braze. He holstered his Sunshot again and blinked, breathing out through his nose.

He moved his left arm around, feeling the lingering soreness from the hold, and the underlying burning pain begin to creep past the numbing effect of the Valiant Red.

He dropped his eyes to his final remaining Stunner grenade and pulled it from his belt. He looked at the grenade and shook his head, tossing it to the side.

"Whaddaya think," he asked, his eyes following the grenade as it rolled away. With another sigh, he turned back to Braze, "I think I'm about out of tricks here. And I'm startin' to feel the pain again."

He looked down at the ground as Ossus continued to hold him, "And you got the planet eatin' me alive." He said with a shrug and a shake of his head.

Just in case though, Jacen kept his finger tapping the handle of his Sunshot. Braze seemed slightly annoyed. Maybe he'd want to get one more lick in before this fight was over.
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[Braze]

TAGS: Jacen Breska

Braze drew in a heavy breath and let it out slowly, his body loosening as the last of the tension drained from him. Muscles slackened, he dropped onto the seat of his pants and leaned back against the ground, steadying himself with a few deep breaths. The fight had left him worn, every ounce of strength well spent.

"Well…" he began at length, giving himself a moment to gather his thoughts.

"You're doggedly persistent, and that's no small thing. But you also took risks you didn't need to. That's something we'll work on, sharpening your judgment, your snap decisions." His words were earnest with the tone of one who had seen enough to mean them.

A faint, tired smile tugged at his lips. "Still… I'd trust you to guard my back in a real fight. Against true enemy forces, I'd stand with you without hesitation."

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[Jacen Breska]

FIGHT NIGHT
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WEARING:: Halcyon Armour | Contact Lenses | Wrist Mounted APG | Ancile Shield |
EQUIPMENT: MAIN WEAPONRY: VW-864 Maser Rifle | DC-902d | Sunshot Pistol | Shiva Knife |
ADDITIONAL EQUIPMENT: 0x Smoke Grenade | 0x Kushute Grenades | 0x Stunner Grenade | Valiant Red Injector: x3 Spares | Taozin Amulet
LOCATION: :: Dojo of Braze's DEMISE ::
TAG: Braze

"I'm pretty happy with that," Jacen responded, pulling his Shiva Knife from it's sheath and cutting away the soil around his legs so he could shift around and sit comfortably. He winced at the movement, every passing moment weakening the strength of the pain suppressants in his system.
"Ow," he managed as he sat, then decided to lay down.

It wasn't a victory, it wasn't an outright defeat (yet), it was another fight he survived. And that was good enough.


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[Braze]

TAGS: Jacen Breska

"Do you need medical attention?" Braze asked lightly.

 

[Jacen Breska]

FIGHT NIGHT
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WEARING:: Halcyon Armour | Contact Lenses | Wrist Mounted APG | Ancile Shield |
EQUIPMENT: MAIN WEAPONRY: VW-864 Maser Rifle | DC-902d | Sunshot Pistol | Shiva Knife |
ADDITIONAL EQUIPMENT: 0x Smoke Grenade | 0x Kushute Grenades | 0x Stunner Grenade | Valiant Red Injector: x3 Spares | Taozin Amulet
LOCATION: :: Dojo of Braze's DEMISE ::
TAG: Braze

"I think that means you win." Jacen said with a chuckle, staring up at the sky,

"But yeah. That'd be nice. I'd like to not be burnt and scarred."

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