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 Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 5:22 pm
HE sat on the stool, talking quickly and quietly with the barkeep. They laughed every now and then. Even if people hered them it was in code, a cluttered mixing of three diffrent languages.. HE waved to him and then sat the as the owner went about his business.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 6:42 pm
He walked twords Dackk, he felt like being nosey, possibly learn something from the man,"Nice job earlier, interupting my meditation,"He said his face blnk of emotion. HE reclined in the chair and smiled,"Be a nifty thing to know how to do."
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 6:45 pm
Steve was outside, once agian, but was placed on the roof top of the temple, he had no shirt on, but had his normal black training pants on.
He was doing tremendous mounts of push ups, but he had weight upon his back to make it more difficult, he was breathing harder and with the heat pressing down on him, made things more difficult.
Sweat wan down his body and hit the ground under him, he closed his eyes a bit to get the sweat from running into his eyes.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 6:51 pm
He grabbed the revolver quickly and pulled the trigger.
Click "Click" he said along with the sound. "The weight is different when the bullet is in the chamber." He spins the revolver on his finger. then places it back on the table.
"What do you want? To get revenge for being pushed while meditating? Grab the revolver and take your revenge." He nodded towards the revolver while taking a sip of his drink and leaned his head back on the booth. He starts humming a sweet melancoly tune.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 6:57 pm
He smiled, he was a little shaken by the revolver in his face at first but now calmed himself again."You seem strong in the the arts you practice and I wondered, would one such as you take a student?" HE sat back awaiting an answer. He hoped he could get one out of this but if not there were always others, or other ways.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 7:05 pm
Dackk turned to the initiate with a very stern look on his face and the most serious he's ever been probably in his life. He gave the student a looking up and down. The from side to side. He laughed harder than anyone has ever seen him laugh in his entire exstence also. After a few minutes of catching his breath he sat up very sober looking, "You don't have what it takes kid." He slid the revolver to the side of the table. "If I pulled the trigger a second time would you be dead?"
He looked at the kid and then at the revolver. He knew with a completely closed in cynlinder that no one knew where that bullet was. And he was completely attuned to his revolver that if he picked it up he knew which chamber it was in. But even if the kid examined it he wouldn't know.
"Reach out with the force and tell me if I pulled the trigger a second time would you get shot?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 7:15 pm
He looked at the revolver, concentrating on it. Trying to see into what was held wihin the guns chabers. He had only doen exercises with organic compounds at this point. In-organic was totally diffrent. All the same he cleared his mind and focased in on the barrel of the gun. Seeing with his minds eye up the barrel of the gun and into the darkness. HE could feel the energy in the chaber, the way the force that was everywhere flowed around a shape, not like the barrel itse'f but smaller so it could fit in there. It ended in a tip and the tip pointed out twords him again. Yes if the man pulled the triger again he would most likely be killed, if he was stupid enough to let the bullet hit him, he was sure he could duck quickly if he grabed the gun, he could also use his light saber, a little less reliable at this point but a choice none the less a choice. But wait, this was a revolver, if he simply pulled the trigger nothing would happen, he would have to pull the hammer back first,"I could die,"He said ,"If I either failed to dodge or deflect with my light saber the bullet. But then of course that would be if you did more than just pull the trigger.To fire a revolver, assuming this is an unmodified one, you have to pull back the hammer as well before pulling the trigger,"HE said leaning back once more, hand on his lightsaber just in case,"So assuming all you did was pull the trigger than no I would not die, but add in pulling back the hammer and yes there is a possibility of death."
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 7:25 pm
Dackk laughed and using his force trained lightning quick reflexes he put the gun to the kids head and pulled the trigger. Soon followed the hammer dropping into the back of the cylinder.
"Ka-Click" Dackk, with a flick of his wrist opened the cylinder and showed him that the bullet was in the next hole. If he fired he wouldn't of died. Though a third time would of produced blood and brains.
"You need work kid." He closed the revolver. And spun it down his arm. Then put it to his head. He took it aside and fired a hole in the wall. "That would've been bad..." He placed the revolver down and laughed one last time. "Boy if you sweat anymore we'd have to get the tender to clean up the floor behind you." He took a drink then slammed it empty on the table sobering up again.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 7:27 pm
He begins doing Sit ups, he does as many as he can with out stopping while levitating the rocks
((..... your that anoyying guy! .... you were banned... go away! ))
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 7:30 pm
Anger built in his mind, his fist clenched but he relaxed it. He diden't need a fight, he needed a teacher, a master to show him the ropes."I know I need work, but there only so much I've been able to teach myself..."He said , his voice trailing off at the end of sentance,"Thats why I asked you, I knew you were strong and intelegance, everything I long for. Everything I need to further my goals,"He said his fist again clenched at his side.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 8:08 pm
He Begins to sweat as he forces himself to do sit up after sit up, the toning on his muscles from such hard work is begining to become visible. The scars on his chest are also looking not so bad
If I ever get out of here! some one will die... not the sith lord.. or any of the jedi.. I'll just go kill some one
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 8:37 pm
He continues to do his sit ups while working his mind
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 11:04 am
Dackk looked at the boy through the corner of his eye, "You seem a bit perturbed." Dackk laughed again, "Hit me." He suddenly became very serious as he looked at the initiate. "It's what you want to do isn't it? Well hit me. I dare you..." Dackk's empty revolver was on the other side of the table and his lightsaber comfortably at his hip. He turned to face the child.
"You know what? You won't do it. You don't have the gaul to do it because you aren't strong enough. You're weak and that's why you won't hit me... kids these days." He slammed another empty glass on the table.
"Empty compliments get you no where with me."
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 11:32 am
He would like to do nothing more, but assesing the risks and what was to be gained, it wasen't worht the attempt, or perhaps it was. Perhaps if he tried this would show he would do anything to get his point across. Another scenario was the man becoming hostile and striking back. The choice was now to risk it or not, he decided to let his emotions do his thinking.His left hand moved down grasping his lightsaber tightly, but did not draw it, his other hand flew out twords the man's face, his body followed along, standing so his fist would reach it's target.
"I would like to do nothing else!,"He said calmly as he struk. Anger was clearly in his actions but his voice never seemed to show any of his emotions. All of this occurd in a matter of seconds. His left hand on his lightsaber lightsaber, ready to use at moments notice.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 11:37 am
Dackk knew what was coming. Dackk saw the the look in the kids eyes before he even drew back his fist. With a mere flick of his wrist the kid was in the wall behind him wishing he didn't have a back. Dackk slowly stood up and from across the room pulled the kids lightsaber towards himself. In his right hand he crushed it to nothing. "Initiates don't have lightsabers." He walked towards the exit of the bar and then down the road that would lead him to the temple.
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