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Thu Feb 02, 2012 8:25 am
Re: Breehara
"Stand back, and watch out for the guy on the roof. Get ready..."
*Aram closed his eyes behind the tree, confident that it gave him enough cover that he would be safe for a few moments. Meditation slipped in quickly, and before long he found himself again near the well -- ecxept now it was different. The liquid was amber coloured, and thick. The smell Aram knew immdeiately. Rocket fuel. He almost laughed, being Corellian. There was an engine there, a starships power plant. Aram flicked a switch and turned it on.*
"What are you doing!?" She screamed.
*Aram turned to face her.* "This is mine, remember."
*Aram began to feel different -- not bad, but in a good way. The power plant was processing the rocket fuel, and the output was being fed into him. The Force gathered.*
*Aram opened his eyes, meditation at an end. He stepped out from behind the tree with a clenched fist, which he swung in a wide arc, flinging open his hand at the apex of the horizontal slash. Deep down inside Aram knew that the gestures weren't necessary with the Force, but it helped him focus the power into a spinning blast of kinetic force. It was nothing like the potency of the blast he had unleashed after absorbing the lightsaber, but it was the same principle.
As the blast met the wall of the warehouse, Aram pushed forward with his hands, focussing on forcing the wall to yeild to him. It dented, rippled and strained. Rivets popped as stress fractures appeared. The fractures grew, and with a final heave of effort, Aram yanked his hands apart, making a ripping motion. The wall ripped down the middle of the dent, the force knocking stacked cargo backwards, deeper into the warehouse.*
*The wall now had a circular hole in it, about six feet in diameter, ripped down the middle and with the edges folded inward. The noise had been horrific as the wall was ripped open.*
"Watch the roof for the man up there. Try to get inside before they take advantage of the extra cover." *Aram slumped to the ground behind the tree.* "I will catch up in a minute. Just need to catch my breath."
*Aram closed his eyes and turned off the power plant. He re-opened his eyes, waiting for his team-mates to make a move.*
*Aram closed his eyes behind the tree, confident that it gave him enough cover that he would be safe for a few moments. Meditation slipped in quickly, and before long he found himself again near the well -- ecxept now it was different. The liquid was amber coloured, and thick. The smell Aram knew immdeiately. Rocket fuel. He almost laughed, being Corellian. There was an engine there, a starships power plant. Aram flicked a switch and turned it on.*
"What are you doing!?" She screamed.
*Aram turned to face her.* "This is mine, remember."
*Aram began to feel different -- not bad, but in a good way. The power plant was processing the rocket fuel, and the output was being fed into him. The Force gathered.*
*Aram opened his eyes, meditation at an end. He stepped out from behind the tree with a clenched fist, which he swung in a wide arc, flinging open his hand at the apex of the horizontal slash. Deep down inside Aram knew that the gestures weren't necessary with the Force, but it helped him focus the power into a spinning blast of kinetic force. It was nothing like the potency of the blast he had unleashed after absorbing the lightsaber, but it was the same principle.
As the blast met the wall of the warehouse, Aram pushed forward with his hands, focussing on forcing the wall to yeild to him. It dented, rippled and strained. Rivets popped as stress fractures appeared. The fractures grew, and with a final heave of effort, Aram yanked his hands apart, making a ripping motion. The wall ripped down the middle of the dent, the force knocking stacked cargo backwards, deeper into the warehouse.*
*The wall now had a circular hole in it, about six feet in diameter, ripped down the middle and with the edges folded inward. The noise had been horrific as the wall was ripped open.*
"Watch the roof for the man up there. Try to get inside before they take advantage of the extra cover." *Aram slumped to the ground behind the tree.* "I will catch up in a minute. Just need to catch my breath."
*Aram closed his eyes and turned off the power plant. He re-opened his eyes, waiting for his team-mates to make a move.*
