Satine Capashen
Jun 6th, 2001, 04:11:30 PM
Alpha stands in a room, thinking about what has happened to him in the past, and what he had done. His mind lingers on the great many sins he had done against the Greater Jedi Order, and innocent civillians.
Maybe I can make up for it...If I ever get the chance... Alpha thinks to himself. The Young One holds a bo staff, his other weapons in his quarters. He was in a heavy danger training room in a locked--he thinks anyway--room.
Alpha activates all the weaponry in the room, and gets into a fighting stance. His metal bo was pointed to the wall to his sides, as a gun pops out of the cieling and another one out of the wall in front of him. Alpha quickly dodges both blasts, the laser bolts leaving large craters in the floor. He was playing with live ammo, and was enjoying it too...
Alpha jumps at the gun in the cieling, dodging a blast from it, and slamming his bo into the aiming recepticle, disabling it. Alpha senses danger in the Force, and quickly drops down, a laser blast from another gun blasting the cieling gun where he had been at a mere moment ago. The Young One blocks a blast, his bo heating to red hot, and then strikes another gun, blasting it away. Alpha drops down, rolling away from another blast. As he gets up, he gets blasted in the shoulder, the blaster bolt--from a Penetraitor weapon-- goes all the way through his shoulder and out the other side, leaving a burning wound. Alpha cries out, but slams the gun to pieces.
IT continues like this for another hour, until Alpha collapses to the floor, the last gun in pieces, and bleeding from a dozen different wounds. Alpha leans up against the wall, and closes his eyes, taking a small rest before going to the infirmary. He didn't want to explain what he had done--the rest of the Jedi probably would kill him if they found out. As the bo clatters to the ground, Alpha falls asleep...
Maybe I can make up for it...If I ever get the chance... Alpha thinks to himself. The Young One holds a bo staff, his other weapons in his quarters. He was in a heavy danger training room in a locked--he thinks anyway--room.
Alpha activates all the weaponry in the room, and gets into a fighting stance. His metal bo was pointed to the wall to his sides, as a gun pops out of the cieling and another one out of the wall in front of him. Alpha quickly dodges both blasts, the laser bolts leaving large craters in the floor. He was playing with live ammo, and was enjoying it too...
Alpha jumps at the gun in the cieling, dodging a blast from it, and slamming his bo into the aiming recepticle, disabling it. Alpha senses danger in the Force, and quickly drops down, a laser blast from another gun blasting the cieling gun where he had been at a mere moment ago. The Young One blocks a blast, his bo heating to red hot, and then strikes another gun, blasting it away. Alpha drops down, rolling away from another blast. As he gets up, he gets blasted in the shoulder, the blaster bolt--from a Penetraitor weapon-- goes all the way through his shoulder and out the other side, leaving a burning wound. Alpha cries out, but slams the gun to pieces.
IT continues like this for another hour, until Alpha collapses to the floor, the last gun in pieces, and bleeding from a dozen different wounds. Alpha leans up against the wall, and closes his eyes, taking a small rest before going to the infirmary. He didn't want to explain what he had done--the rest of the Jedi probably would kill him if they found out. As the bo clatters to the ground, Alpha falls asleep...