A Higher Level of Telekinesis

[Mythos]

Animus was meditating in the exact same place where he had first learned the trade of telekinesis and basic Force Crush.... Now he was here to amplify that teaching by force. Around him, instead of the Metal floatex boxes he had first train with Darth Mythos had all Metal Boxes Primed with heavy Durasteel making them much heavier.

[member="Darth Erebos"] would be his training partner in this sure to be an annihilating training session... but his mind was not on that, his mind was in clearing it. Forcus. Telekinesis was one of his most well prized Abilities.
Force Crush
Force Choke
Around him the room was massive, enough to throw around some destruction and Mayhem, Erebos would find Animus sitting peacefully like an imitation of [member="Darth Ophidia"] who taught him this to begin with. This would be his next Ability. He was ready
This was the Meal for the Day Advanced Abilities. How would it go? One could only hope and see. Ready for destruction. Darth Mythos was excited to test the Limit of his new abilities.... and to see an Old friend.​

 

[Shaddi]

As Darth Erebos entered the room he kept himself silent as he saw [member="Darth Mythos"] meditating on the floor surrounded by boxes. With a slight smile he moved to sit on one of the boxes and began to raise it a little into the air as he waited for his friend to come out of his meditation. While T'zanith waited he tired to extend his focus to not only keep the box he sat on top of in the air but he formed two small balls of Fire and made them orbit around him.
To his surprise his focus wasn't as taxed as he thought it would but then again he might simply be in too a relaxed state at the moment.

 

[Mythos]

Animus smiled, feeling the presence of his friend. Happy he was already getting to business and not about to ask him how he did that fire trick Animus extended his hand to a Large metal Box and lifted slowly from the ground.
His eyes closed the massive boxe rose slowly over the air until a whole 10 feet of air held the box from the floor. Twirling his fingers he began to make the box spin in the air. His focus was taxed because he was trying to do this with as little of his ability as possible. A Warm up for the eventual display this room would suffer.
With Another hand he rose his focus to move another massive box to the sky and make it clash with the other one in the sky above [member="Darth Erebos"]'s head and let them drop.
A Smile in his face as he stood up and called forth all the beams of metal from the boxes to come to him as the Metal Boxes themselves would fall on his fellow Knight's head.
"Think Fast My Friend" Animus said with a laugh
The Room commenced with a symphony of Durasteel clanging had begun, the Force waved through the room as a Dark Cloud of Energy that would turn this into a maelstrom of power that would sway between them.

 

[Shaddi]

Darth Erebos Smirked a little as [member="Darth Mythos"] raised the boxes up into the air, but that faded as he brought it above his head and then let them drop. With a slight growl he used an advanced telekinesis technique called force repulse and blasted everything away from him before he landed on the floor. "You know your not very subtle there Animus." He said with a wide playful yet teasing smirk as he brought up three boxes and threw them at Animus from three different angles.
The forth he crushed into smaller bits and shot them towards Animus. This training would at least be interesting to say the least.

 

[Mythos]

Shrapnel was by far the worst kind of Projectile. Impossible to block in any way, And Animus did not have the reflex to block them with his Force. So the Beams he called towards him compacted into a wall that became peppered with shrapnel... One of those little babies could end you in ways bacta could not fix.

Animus gave a Grunt and sent the steel beams in his direction while he turned back and lifted A Metal Crate that was on top of a metal crate. Both filled to the Brim with Pure DuracOre. He only lifted the one below which had the added weight of the second one.

They both were catapulted towards [member="Darth Erebos"] with intensity, and Massive Fury. Animus used his Telekinesis Purely for it's Lifting and Moving, he had little Crush or Choke abilities if any but the Lifting and pulling of his TK was Considerable and now he was considering to improve it.

 

[Shaddi]

T'zanith had to dive behind a large crate and used his telekinesis to hold the crate in place to cover himself from the thrown crates and beams at him. One of the beams was through the box in front of him. With a fave of his hands he ripped four boxes into beams and threw them at [member="Darth Mythos"], however he had kept six beams for himself.
The childish part of T'zaniths mind sent an image of the two of them dueling with the beams in the air. The image made him chuckle a bit to himself but he then began to make the beams stand upright in the air and began to spin then very fast in an orbit around him.

 

[Mythos]

Animus was warmed up enough as with one hand he brought forth the Durasteel floor from where it was, ripping the very screws that held the floor together into a steel wall against the beams who pierced through it. Using his focus he used the force Crush on the very wall he had erected and made from the Durasteel of the floor a ball of Steel.
The He threw it at [member="Darth Erebos"] while with his other hand summoning a Larger steel beam, this one filled it's hollow insides with duracrete
"Handle This, Zeb!"
He said the name deliberately, as it was not an accident. He knew he hated that name, so getting him riled up was a good way to make this training session more intense.
The weight of it was massive, so the movement of it was slow, but it headed to his fellow Knight with momentum and fury the likes of which Animus had not used before with his Telekinesis.
Once Animus had done that he would use his Telekinesis again to blast the Beams stuck in the wall like Projectiles one by one.

This was one deadly training session.

 

[Shaddi]

T'zanith was forced to use all six beams to deflect the steel ball sent at him but then came the larger steel beam. With dept movements T'zanith caught the beam in the air but he was forced back a little, sliding along the ground. Hearing his name abbreviated like it had been made him angry, it was nearly the only thing that could make him angry but [member="Darth Mythos"] would feel it.
With a loud roar, T'zanith engulfed the beam in intense fire and melted parts of it down. "You know I hate that damned NAME!" T'zanith screamed at him as he send forth globs of molten steel with his telekinesis, his focus had been so singular that he caught one of the beams into his shoulder after he had just managed to stop it. His shoulder dislocated with that but T'zanith's childhood prepared him for that easily and he wrapped his hand around a slim beam impaled into the ground and used it to set his shoulder again.

 

[Mythos]

Great Balls of Fire? Mythos could not dodge that so he threw his cloak at it and watched it burn.... his father's cloak... the last piece of him. Good riddance. The three other balls of fire landed close to him and melted the durasteel on the ground, Mythos knew a direct impact from that ball of fire would disintegrate him... slowly. There was no defense against Molten steel.

He fell back into stance and separated his feet and held his arms to the sides while he felt [member="Darth Erebos"]'s anger filling him. Hatred and Anger was filling the room as the support beams behind Mythos started to snap and bend.

Smoke from the air vents engulfed the room as he FOrce Crushed the Support beams causing the ceiling of the Facility to shake and protest in the face of the massive force that was coming. Over 400 Pounds of Metal Scraps and Durasteel beams were now Above Mythos as he focused on it cleanly.

This was his Training, and he was not daunted. Slowly he moved his arms forwards and in the direction of Erebos was and an Avalanche of pure Durasteel and support beams, Duracrete and whatever the hell else was up there came crashing down.

"Success or death My friend!" [member="Darth Ophidia"]'s words... Words to live by indeed.

 

[Shaddi]

T'zanith saw the mountainous amount heading towards him. "Chit.." He muttered as he raised his arms and brought all his power to bear against the cascade of durasteel and duracrete and whatever the hell else was within that avalanche. The avalanche lurched and moved down against T'zanith as he put all his strength into stopping it, the more it came towards him the less power he put into it and instead began to build a cauldron of power within himself.
As the wreckage was close to licking his neck he unleashed the veritable cauldron inside him. A maelstrom erupted from his body, sending harsh force repulses in every direction from him. it was enough to force the tidal wave to part and leave him panting in the clean little circle that had formed around him. He was a bit spent and his smile was a tired one as he went down on one knee.
He felt like he could hurl up a lung as he felt the last vestiges of power within his body rampage and rave to get out of him, a small ripple erupted around him but it was just enough to send a bit of dust and small rocks into the air.
"I've beaten Death once already Animus." He said with a wicked smile as he stood up and looked at [member="Darth Mythos"]. "I can do so again."