Orphen
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And so the events came to pass.
Orphen was amazed that the Jedi master was able to block two strikes so close to home while he was within the guard of both of her weapons, however, as their blades never seemed to leave locking with one another, Orphen broke the contact and dropped to his crouching position, sweeping a hand as his wave of telekinetic force attempted to lure her into the air. He found success with the tactic as it heralded the desired results. The boy was a tad surprised at the jump she had made, moving forward rather than backward orphen was a tad caught off guard but, events were already in motion, it was his time now to adapt and follow through, rather than stall and miss this opportunity. Using his arm's sweeping motion and his crouched stance he began to swivvel, grinding his feet into the dusty landscape as her foot would touch his back.
It was in that moment he knew all he needed to know.
The headache began to form as his mind calculated her weight in comparison to his own, he could feel how far she would have pressed down on him, calcuations on the surface tension on a human body and how heavy she would need to be approximately to place that much force on him would give him an approximate figure, then cross sectioning it with the force she would have to press down on him to hop again as well as the direction it began to push him in would give Orphen the calculations of her average acceleration, velocity and direction when putting her weight into account, it would give him a landing zone within a range of about half a foot in diameter.
"Gotcha."
The word slipped out of his mouth as he used the force from her push as well as the turn she would have accelerated by her slightly off centered foot. Orphen would whip around and crash to the ground on his side facing the direction she would land in fractions of seconds. The light-saber which was in the hand he had thrown out for the force push long discarded behind him as one of the hip mounted fire-arms from his side was already telekinetically launched to replace his former weapon in its tight grip. And with a single press on the trigger, a bolt of plasma would be flown on an interception course for her landing zone. the amber-gold blast centered to collide with her diaphragm, though slightly off-centered to her left as Orphen's shot was far from perfect. The charge output of the particle pistol having been lowered to non lethal status as well as all of the rest of his equipment, though the blast of kinetic force from the charged positrons would still be strong enough to disarm a human or leave a mark. Opposed to creating a foot and a half explosion...
Orphen lay on his side, panting as he fought for focus again, he knew that her jump and her intended location was not far away, she may well have reached the ground only 'just' in time to strafe to avoid the blast, but, no matter which way it would be spun... it was going to be 'damn' close.
But Orphen knew this wasn't going to work a second time...
This was it.
[member="Seraphina Shel'tah"]
Orphen was amazed that the Jedi master was able to block two strikes so close to home while he was within the guard of both of her weapons, however, as their blades never seemed to leave locking with one another, Orphen broke the contact and dropped to his crouching position, sweeping a hand as his wave of telekinetic force attempted to lure her into the air. He found success with the tactic as it heralded the desired results. The boy was a tad surprised at the jump she had made, moving forward rather than backward orphen was a tad caught off guard but, events were already in motion, it was his time now to adapt and follow through, rather than stall and miss this opportunity. Using his arm's sweeping motion and his crouched stance he began to swivvel, grinding his feet into the dusty landscape as her foot would touch his back.
It was in that moment he knew all he needed to know.
The headache began to form as his mind calculated her weight in comparison to his own, he could feel how far she would have pressed down on him, calcuations on the surface tension on a human body and how heavy she would need to be approximately to place that much force on him would give him an approximate figure, then cross sectioning it with the force she would have to press down on him to hop again as well as the direction it began to push him in would give Orphen the calculations of her average acceleration, velocity and direction when putting her weight into account, it would give him a landing zone within a range of about half a foot in diameter.
"Gotcha."
The word slipped out of his mouth as he used the force from her push as well as the turn she would have accelerated by her slightly off centered foot. Orphen would whip around and crash to the ground on his side facing the direction she would land in fractions of seconds. The light-saber which was in the hand he had thrown out for the force push long discarded behind him as one of the hip mounted fire-arms from his side was already telekinetically launched to replace his former weapon in its tight grip. And with a single press on the trigger, a bolt of plasma would be flown on an interception course for her landing zone. the amber-gold blast centered to collide with her diaphragm, though slightly off-centered to her left as Orphen's shot was far from perfect. The charge output of the particle pistol having been lowered to non lethal status as well as all of the rest of his equipment, though the blast of kinetic force from the charged positrons would still be strong enough to disarm a human or leave a mark. Opposed to creating a foot and a half explosion...
Orphen lay on his side, panting as he fought for focus again, he knew that her jump and her intended location was not far away, she may well have reached the ground only 'just' in time to strafe to avoid the blast, but, no matter which way it would be spun... it was going to be 'damn' close.
But Orphen knew this wasn't going to work a second time...
This was it.
[member="Seraphina Shel'tah"]
