loyal to what
Tag: | [member="Eli-Mae Forrest"] |
Location: The Citadel, Golbah City, Geonosis. Training room 2.
Equipment: Armorweave body suit, practice sword.
These droids are... disappointing, sometimes.
Droids never were the same. Fighting an organic had something else that brought it all together, but with droids it always felt contrived, unnatural. That was what they were, after all. Synthetic beings would always be missing something. There was no emotion in their combat, no true exertion to win the battle. They couldn't feel the stress, the fear pushing them further, or the need to improve. But whatever that something was, it was what Tallara thought put her leagues ahead of any of the newest combat models. She was testing that today, and thus far she was right -- the Knights Obsidian had received new sparring droids lately, and with Tallara off any assignments currently she was taking the time to test them out. They were alright, she supposed. She could respect the design and power a droid could have, but without the Force, could they truly be a match for a Knight such as herself?
"Training level nine, begin," she said calmly, adjusting her grip on the practice sword. The metallic being resumed a fighting stance, raising its own weapon. Six rounds in and Tallara was beginning to feel the pressure, feel better about doing this. She was improving, right? Whatever the result of her training session, she was going to knock this droid down a few more times. The two combatants clashed in the centre of the room -- if there were spectators, perhaps they'd clap at the display of steel on steel.