Tyr-Kyr Magnus
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Coruscant|Jedi Temple|Mid-Day
The training room was quite for the most part allowing Tyr-Kyr to immerse himself in meditation and clear his thoughts. Though he hid it well his mind was still reeling that day and he could find no solace within these hallowed halls. Tyr-Kyr took a deep breath and began clearing his mind and focusing on the task at hand. He hadn't been using Djem So long, therefore he had committed himself to train at every opportunity. Perhaps if he had been more skilled that business with the Dark-Jedi Redious would have turned out differently, however; he quickly shook those thoughts from his head knowing he shouldn't dwell on the past. The silent humming and low cast whistle of the training droid coming online killed Tyr-Kyr's ears and he knew it was time. Cloak removed and lightsaber in hand Tyr-Kyr stood to face his mechanical adversary.
The faint blue light and soft humming of Tyr-Kyr's lightsaber filled the training hall as he stared down the droid with his training saber in it's hand. Tyr-Kyr took in a slow deep breath the advanced on the droid grasping his lightsaber with two hands and swung down with as much as force as he could. Channeling the kinetic force behind his lightsaber strokes, Tyr-Kyr delivered an onslaught of powerful and precise blows against his opponent. Djem So was not an easy form to master, yet Tyr-Kyr was determined to continue until he did so. He knew where he was failing in his attempts, being a student of Makashi, Tyr-Kyr was more attuned to delivering precise and timed strikes than the powerful blows Djem So called for. His last strike once again failed, glancing off the droids saber and sliding to the side. "Still not strong enough...." Tyr-Kyr said while sighing. Turning off his lightsaber, Tyr-Kyr dismissed the droid and sat back down upon the ground.
It seemed like he still needed many more sessions such as this before he was able to truly grasp Djem So. He closed his eyes once again, allowing a veil of calmness fall over him. Tyr-Kyr let his mind fall blank and listened to the echoing sounds in the distant halls of the Jedi Temple.
The training room was quite for the most part allowing Tyr-Kyr to immerse himself in meditation and clear his thoughts. Though he hid it well his mind was still reeling that day and he could find no solace within these hallowed halls. Tyr-Kyr took a deep breath and began clearing his mind and focusing on the task at hand. He hadn't been using Djem So long, therefore he had committed himself to train at every opportunity. Perhaps if he had been more skilled that business with the Dark-Jedi Redious would have turned out differently, however; he quickly shook those thoughts from his head knowing he shouldn't dwell on the past. The silent humming and low cast whistle of the training droid coming online killed Tyr-Kyr's ears and he knew it was time. Cloak removed and lightsaber in hand Tyr-Kyr stood to face his mechanical adversary.
The faint blue light and soft humming of Tyr-Kyr's lightsaber filled the training hall as he stared down the droid with his training saber in it's hand. Tyr-Kyr took in a slow deep breath the advanced on the droid grasping his lightsaber with two hands and swung down with as much as force as he could. Channeling the kinetic force behind his lightsaber strokes, Tyr-Kyr delivered an onslaught of powerful and precise blows against his opponent. Djem So was not an easy form to master, yet Tyr-Kyr was determined to continue until he did so. He knew where he was failing in his attempts, being a student of Makashi, Tyr-Kyr was more attuned to delivering precise and timed strikes than the powerful blows Djem So called for. His last strike once again failed, glancing off the droids saber and sliding to the side. "Still not strong enough...." Tyr-Kyr said while sighing. Turning off his lightsaber, Tyr-Kyr dismissed the droid and sat back down upon the ground.
It seemed like he still needed many more sessions such as this before he was able to truly grasp Djem So. He closed his eyes once again, allowing a veil of calmness fall over him. Tyr-Kyr let his mind fall blank and listened to the echoing sounds in the distant halls of the Jedi Temple.