Phantom Pains
So, this was it, he was finally meeting this Galen fellow, Marek's clone, and his brother. He found himself pacing back and forth across the training floor of the Coruscant temple. It wasn't that he was here to train Galen, simply to meet him, and it was hard to miss the training floor.
To pass the time he had his sabers active and was ferociously attacking a dummy. He slashed across it's neck and throat in a single quick motion, spun so the dummy was behind him, flipped the sabers into a reverse grip, and impaled the dummy.
Taking a deep breath he sighed, deactivating the sabers and clipping them to his hip, Cale did his best to calm his mind, and ignore he'd just completely annihilated a training dummy.
@[member="Galen S'hadar"]
To pass the time he had his sabers active and was ferociously attacking a dummy. He slashed across it's neck and throat in a single quick motion, spun so the dummy was behind him, flipped the sabers into a reverse grip, and impaled the dummy.
Taking a deep breath he sighed, deactivating the sabers and clipping them to his hip, Cale did his best to calm his mind, and ignore he'd just completely annihilated a training dummy.
@[member="Galen S'hadar"]