Kaine Australis
The Vegemite Enclave
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Post by Kaine Australis on Nov 28, 2020 4:36:06 GMT -8
The Arena on Geonosis was large, and the stands were packed with Geonosians screaming for blood and flying about. It was all a holo, of course, but the smells and the sounds were as real as the sights, and so was the pain and risk of injury, though not death. Mandalorians didn't train easy, and Kaine's training camp only promised to make you better, not to make you feel better. That part was on the individual.The only parts of the contest that were rigged were the crowds, which would cheer for each individual when Kaine signalled them to do so, when he saw merit in their fighting. The contests could be scaled from a challenge for a six year old human, to a fully seasoned and armed warrior as Kaine saw fit. He had combat packages for a dozen of the finest fighters he'd ever encountered, some friend, some foe, as well as more standard sentient creatures of various skill levels and equipment loadouts. He even had a few beasts, because it was Geonosis, and because sometimes the wild intruded on your hunt, and sometimes you were hunted by something bigger and meaner than you. And with the arena's inbuilt repulsors, airjets, and other hidden accoutrements, he could simulate Force sensitive opponents for the trainees. The only mark of rank on Kaine Australis today was the field marshal's baton, pure beskar, naturally, which he used to point and direct the arena's systems as he wished, utilizing his HUD. Otherwise, he wore his regular armour, sidearms only, with his axe at his belt, no longsword or rifle in evidence.He was here to train, and offer to pass on some of his knowledge to the younger generations. Turning sixty had made the old shabuir take stock of his life, and though he had often tried to do his best by his people, he had often fallen short. Teaching others to fight was something he knew, he'd done it for an entire career. Today, he would do what he could.
OOC : Anyone wishing to practice dueling 1v1 can jump in.
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Syren
The Vegemite Enclave
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Post by Syren on Nov 30, 2020 15:04:56 GMT -8
*Vrr'rattha's dual whipped tail thrashed back and forth like a whip. Each ruby eye blinked slowly in the dimly lit cell. The sweet, sweaty smell of the Genosians engulfed his senses, but also a new tang that he could not place. The nexu let out a deep throaty purr in anticipation, hackle quills quivering as he tasted the air again. Claws raked the red sands of the cell floor. There was little he could pick up in the range of his heat sensing pits. His jaws snapped when he let out a little impatient moan for battle.*
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