Post by Darth Emerok on Feb 15, 2016 2:10:16 GMT
Emerok slowly took in the information as Ares continued into the explication of the parries. In many regards it was very similar to fighting with the sword. The Sith followed along with Aries as explained each of the different strikes with his own lightsaber and also the Perris that followed them.
Then he released the remotes. Now yet a focus on three remotes that started the fire on him. The green-eyed individual started with right swing and turned it into a Perry as he followed with his left foot come behind the blade narrowing his target area from two of the remotes. Then he came up with a false edged strike to parry another bolt and twisting is left foot around just in time to dodge a bolt from the one that previously had a better angle on his body. Slowly the remotes started circling him and also giving false noises to make it sound like they were firing. The bolts flying randomly off of his blade. It was obvious that he was having difficulty with the moves from so many angles. Emerok decided to change tactics. he ran underneath one of the remotes putting all 3 of them on one side aa he went into a right arm guard tip pointed towards their general direction barily dodging a bolt from the one he ran by.
"Now" the lightsaber wielding smuggler. He started deflecting the bolts in one solid direction back towards the remotes. Not hiring them yet but getting more precise with every right or downward swing, but still dodging some instead of deflecting them all. Sweat poured from him. He barily noticed. He had an enemy. False rising cut to a strong left ward deflect. The bolt hit the remote. A satisfying smile appeared on Emerok as it crashed to the ground.
Next he started to focus on the swings and parries now that he had only to angles to worry about. He started going through the routines deflecting the bolts each time now with agile foot work and intelligent placing of himself. Getting used to deleting with the swings instead of one of the strong ward positions. He finally nailed appeared out second bolt to the remote. Now that there was only one.
He started practice switching from swings to left and right ward positions deflecting the bolts back towards the surviving droid. Obvious he was improving with the transitions now he narrowed his movement to make them more precise. Crash. The third remote crashed. Sweaty and sore the sith turned toward his master.
"Master aries. "
Then he released the remotes. Now yet a focus on three remotes that started the fire on him. The green-eyed individual started with right swing and turned it into a Perry as he followed with his left foot come behind the blade narrowing his target area from two of the remotes. Then he came up with a false edged strike to parry another bolt and twisting is left foot around just in time to dodge a bolt from the one that previously had a better angle on his body. Slowly the remotes started circling him and also giving false noises to make it sound like they were firing. The bolts flying randomly off of his blade. It was obvious that he was having difficulty with the moves from so many angles. Emerok decided to change tactics. he ran underneath one of the remotes putting all 3 of them on one side aa he went into a right arm guard tip pointed towards their general direction barily dodging a bolt from the one he ran by.
"Now" the lightsaber wielding smuggler. He started deflecting the bolts in one solid direction back towards the remotes. Not hiring them yet but getting more precise with every right or downward swing, but still dodging some instead of deflecting them all. Sweat poured from him. He barily noticed. He had an enemy. False rising cut to a strong left ward deflect. The bolt hit the remote. A satisfying smile appeared on Emerok as it crashed to the ground.
Next he started to focus on the swings and parries now that he had only to angles to worry about. He started going through the routines deflecting the bolts each time now with agile foot work and intelligent placing of himself. Getting used to deleting with the swings instead of one of the strong ward positions. He finally nailed appeared out second bolt to the remote. Now that there was only one.
He started practice switching from swings to left and right ward positions deflecting the bolts back towards the surviving droid. Obvious he was improving with the transitions now he narrowed his movement to make them more precise. Crash. The third remote crashed. Sweaty and sore the sith turned toward his master.
"Master aries. "