Post by Darth Indra on Aug 4, 2015 0:44:06 GMT
Suun furrowed her brows, she was agitated the moment Darth Reaver expressed his doubt. The more he denied her ability to defeat this foe and take what she wanted, the more her frustration grew. It had piled up to a breaking point. She darted across the back of the dragon, moving with a clumsy speed, distracted by the Sith's telepathic words. The anger she had failed to surpress as a Jedi bubbled up. It made itself manifest in her presence through the Force. Her bitter emotion fueled the Dark Side. Her speed increased twofold. She sped across the lumbering creature's neck, as it reached back to claw for her, throwing herself onto its massive head.
Run.
"Stop it."
That one word echoed in her head. Infuriating her.
Run.
"I said... Stop... Underestimating me!"
Her rage exploded. Avoiding the bucking dragon's vicious horns with Force Speed, she gripped one, swinging herself down to its neck. She placed a hand on the tough hide, and dove into the creature's biology with the Force, probing for the location of the pearl. It swung for her again, much too slow for her Force-assisted movement. The polished stone was deep in the beast's gullet, where the neck met the torso. She focused there, sensing it as she had sensed the objects back on New Bethrezen among the chaos. She pulled on it with her own telekinesis, pressing it against the innards of the krayt's throat. She rode her fury like a wave, pulling harder on the pearl with her abilities. She was determined to succeed. Determined to survive. With each swipe of its talons, she danced with death.
I'll rip it out... I'll rip the bloody thing out of it!
Run.
"Stop it."
That one word echoed in her head. Infuriating her.
Run.
"I said... Stop... Underestimating me!"
Her rage exploded. Avoiding the bucking dragon's vicious horns with Force Speed, she gripped one, swinging herself down to its neck. She placed a hand on the tough hide, and dove into the creature's biology with the Force, probing for the location of the pearl. It swung for her again, much too slow for her Force-assisted movement. The polished stone was deep in the beast's gullet, where the neck met the torso. She focused there, sensing it as she had sensed the objects back on New Bethrezen among the chaos. She pulled on it with her own telekinesis, pressing it against the innards of the krayt's throat. She rode her fury like a wave, pulling harder on the pearl with her abilities. She was determined to succeed. Determined to survive. With each swipe of its talons, she danced with death.
I'll rip it out... I'll rip the bloody thing out of it!