Maleus
Character
In and out.. The concept was simple, one was to breathe, to draw in their injury, their emotion to channel into something that could used. Through the drawing of this energy he could dictate certain aspects of his being. His temper, for instance, it was one of his greatest assess, and now, with Juyo, it would become more formidable. He rested for long enough, it was time to refine his blade.
As soon as he stood, students watched him from afar, they'd peer through the cracks of the academy's doors. A whine escaped from the inner-walls as the droids that were lined up were charged. As soon as this had been done, they fall to the ground in unison, each bore weapons each bore the intent to kill. He'd draw his saber from their straps with his artificial hand. The appendage pivoted on to the sides causing the blade to spin wildly.
The tip of his boot creased as he pushed off on the tips of his toes. His blade would be upon them in a manner of seconds. With a flurry of flourishes and unpredictable angles of attacks the droids would fall, one by one. The higher tier were mixed in with the regulars to add to the difficulty. A black droid with a saber pike swung it into the air to grab his notice.
Grabbing the blades by their base the droid would retract them into two halves so that it held the two hilts together forming the requirements to use Jar'Kai. "Th-" He'd glide under the first blade just as it was about to cleave his hand clean off. The second blade came down from where he stood, he'd arrange his blade onto the robots pike causing a momentary clash.
As the blades slid off of each-others surface a distinct hiss clicked from their frames. He'd send his boot into it's hinged arm, as a result the bolts that held the arm join together became unfastened. The right arm drooped vicariously close to the floor, the blade it carried fell to the floor. He'd draw his arms forward and then back. The result, the blade was sent hurtling into it's head causing it's frame to crumble.
Oh but it wasn't over, it was never over, there would always be more. Or in this case, one more.. Except there was something different about this one, it was painted in gold save for it's mechanical fingers which remained a smooth chrome. A chute extended from it's chest, two sabers shot out of the chute and into both of it's hands. It ignited them at the same time. As they droid crossed the blades together it would form an X.
Malues would take it upon himself to drop into his Juyo stance. He'd shift his right leg forward while drawing his left leg back and drawing his saber to the front. This would allow him a free range of movement which would add unpredictability under his arsenal. He moved to strike, dashing forward he'd attempt to thrust his blade into it's belly. The robot, as if predicting his movements hurried to the side forcing him into the wall.
He'd pivot quickly though, forcing his shoulder to bounce off the padded wall instead of his head. The robot moved quickly to intercept his missed attack, it'd direct both sabers into his presence, quickly he turned to slap them both away. Then the robot, as if again predicting his movements dropped into a lower stance and then directed a series of quick and successive jabs meant to rid him of his existence.
Instinctively he'd retract his form backwards, willing the force towards the soles of his feet he'd force himself backwards. "Here I come.." He'd warn... They'd clash yet again, hit for hit pat for pat, their locked blades together as the two fight for dominance. Maleus arm shook with fatigue, he pull himself back yet again. This droids defense was impeccable it could not only keep pace with his moves but it could throw some of it's own which was a concern.. If he drew this out for too long he could very well fall...
The sparring droid rushed him, he'd respond in kind by thrashing violently, a complex vortex of blows were directed towards the robot. His feet would skillfully dance across the broken tiles that lay before his feet as he followed up his assault. Piece by piece the droids hull was ripped from it's frame until it's interior glistened revealing the electronic components that made it tick. It would fall to the floor with a dull thud.
As soon as he stood, students watched him from afar, they'd peer through the cracks of the academy's doors. A whine escaped from the inner-walls as the droids that were lined up were charged. As soon as this had been done, they fall to the ground in unison, each bore weapons each bore the intent to kill. He'd draw his saber from their straps with his artificial hand. The appendage pivoted on to the sides causing the blade to spin wildly.
The tip of his boot creased as he pushed off on the tips of his toes. His blade would be upon them in a manner of seconds. With a flurry of flourishes and unpredictable angles of attacks the droids would fall, one by one. The higher tier were mixed in with the regulars to add to the difficulty. A black droid with a saber pike swung it into the air to grab his notice.
Grabbing the blades by their base the droid would retract them into two halves so that it held the two hilts together forming the requirements to use Jar'Kai. "Th-" He'd glide under the first blade just as it was about to cleave his hand clean off. The second blade came down from where he stood, he'd arrange his blade onto the robots pike causing a momentary clash.
As the blades slid off of each-others surface a distinct hiss clicked from their frames. He'd send his boot into it's hinged arm, as a result the bolts that held the arm join together became unfastened. The right arm drooped vicariously close to the floor, the blade it carried fell to the floor. He'd draw his arms forward and then back. The result, the blade was sent hurtling into it's head causing it's frame to crumble.
Oh but it wasn't over, it was never over, there would always be more. Or in this case, one more.. Except there was something different about this one, it was painted in gold save for it's mechanical fingers which remained a smooth chrome. A chute extended from it's chest, two sabers shot out of the chute and into both of it's hands. It ignited them at the same time. As they droid crossed the blades together it would form an X.
Malues would take it upon himself to drop into his Juyo stance. He'd shift his right leg forward while drawing his left leg back and drawing his saber to the front. This would allow him a free range of movement which would add unpredictability under his arsenal. He moved to strike, dashing forward he'd attempt to thrust his blade into it's belly. The robot, as if predicting his movements hurried to the side forcing him into the wall.
He'd pivot quickly though, forcing his shoulder to bounce off the padded wall instead of his head. The robot moved quickly to intercept his missed attack, it'd direct both sabers into his presence, quickly he turned to slap them both away. Then the robot, as if again predicting his movements dropped into a lower stance and then directed a series of quick and successive jabs meant to rid him of his existence.
Instinctively he'd retract his form backwards, willing the force towards the soles of his feet he'd force himself backwards. "Here I come.." He'd warn... They'd clash yet again, hit for hit pat for pat, their locked blades together as the two fight for dominance. Maleus arm shook with fatigue, he pull himself back yet again. This droids defense was impeccable it could not only keep pace with his moves but it could throw some of it's own which was a concern.. If he drew this out for too long he could very well fall...
The sparring droid rushed him, he'd respond in kind by thrashing violently, a complex vortex of blows were directed towards the robot. His feet would skillfully dance across the broken tiles that lay before his feet as he followed up his assault. Piece by piece the droids hull was ripped from it's frame until it's interior glistened revealing the electronic components that made it tick. It would fall to the floor with a dull thud.