11-10-2015, 02:03 PM
Note to self: acquire hammer. And then bring it down.
The momentary distraction he earned by pointing out the flaming wound in the TIE fighter's plating was all he needed.
Adam lurched forward, the aura of Time flowing around him fading to nothing. It had been a neat trick. He'd really need to think about it and remember how he did it. It would be really nice to learn to do that on command. He snagged his lightsaber and swung it up in a sweeping arc.
Tartaros staggered back half a pace, surprise etched on what little of his features could actually be seen under the bandages. He brought his huge blade up to block the perceived attack, but met barely any force in the blow. The energy blade merely tapped against the metal of the sword's blade with only a faint clank, not even hard enough to produce a solid impact.
And then Adam grinned, sweeping his saber down his opponent's blade, toward the plating of the fighter. And then he put some force into it, carving a deep, glowing gash through plating and into the hull. Damn this thing's armor is fragile. Immediately the engines sputtered and the craft lurched and faltered, dropping nearly a dozen feet in the air. "Abandon ship!" Adam said with mock cheerfulness. He took a parting swipe with his saber at Tartaros's now exposed head, and then hopped backward, across the central hull and awkwardly flipped over the wing of the fighter, carving another sizable gash and all but severing the huge radiator panel 'wing' from the connecting arm as he did so. "Adios, rusty!"
As he awkwardly sailed down to land about as gracefully as a one-legged cat, Adam couldn't help but watch the now out of control fighter spin and lose altitude alarmingly quickly. It only had a few dozen feet to go before it hit the ground -- or rather, one of the platforms -- but it sure did seem to take a remarkably long time to finally crash down, letting out an explosion that staggered Adam even from where he stood. "Daaaaang....wouldn't wanna be anywhere near that. Better...make sure the Rust Avenger stays down though."
Making full use of his newfound mobility, Adam darted away and hopped across the space between platforms, vaulting over the front of one of the turrets and scurrying up to the controls. "Let me see, let me see...jeeze this is simple. Brad could figure this out." Within seconds he had swung the turret around, taking aim at the burnt and shredded wreckage, and let fire with a hail of blaster fire at it. More explosions pelted and tore apart the remains of the crashed TIE, and the platform it was on, until finally--
"That....that's a big explosion."
He must've hit the power core or whatever it was called of the fighter. There was nothing left now but fire and charred hunks of what might have been the TIE fighter a few seconds ago. And possibly ol' rustbucket.
".....shit I think I just killed that guy.....oh god."
Adam suddenly didn't feel very well.
The momentary distraction he earned by pointing out the flaming wound in the TIE fighter's plating was all he needed.
Adam lurched forward, the aura of Time flowing around him fading to nothing. It had been a neat trick. He'd really need to think about it and remember how he did it. It would be really nice to learn to do that on command. He snagged his lightsaber and swung it up in a sweeping arc.
Tartaros staggered back half a pace, surprise etched on what little of his features could actually be seen under the bandages. He brought his huge blade up to block the perceived attack, but met barely any force in the blow. The energy blade merely tapped against the metal of the sword's blade with only a faint clank, not even hard enough to produce a solid impact.
And then Adam grinned, sweeping his saber down his opponent's blade, toward the plating of the fighter. And then he put some force into it, carving a deep, glowing gash through plating and into the hull. Damn this thing's armor is fragile. Immediately the engines sputtered and the craft lurched and faltered, dropping nearly a dozen feet in the air. "Abandon ship!" Adam said with mock cheerfulness. He took a parting swipe with his saber at Tartaros's now exposed head, and then hopped backward, across the central hull and awkwardly flipped over the wing of the fighter, carving another sizable gash and all but severing the huge radiator panel 'wing' from the connecting arm as he did so. "Adios, rusty!"
As he awkwardly sailed down to land about as gracefully as a one-legged cat, Adam couldn't help but watch the now out of control fighter spin and lose altitude alarmingly quickly. It only had a few dozen feet to go before it hit the ground -- or rather, one of the platforms -- but it sure did seem to take a remarkably long time to finally crash down, letting out an explosion that staggered Adam even from where he stood. "Daaaaang....wouldn't wanna be anywhere near that. Better...make sure the Rust Avenger stays down though."
Making full use of his newfound mobility, Adam darted away and hopped across the space between platforms, vaulting over the front of one of the turrets and scurrying up to the controls. "Let me see, let me see...jeeze this is simple. Brad could figure this out." Within seconds he had swung the turret around, taking aim at the burnt and shredded wreckage, and let fire with a hail of blaster fire at it. More explosions pelted and tore apart the remains of the crashed TIE, and the platform it was on, until finally--
"That....that's a big explosion."
He must've hit the power core or whatever it was called of the fighter. There was nothing left now but fire and charred hunks of what might have been the TIE fighter a few seconds ago. And possibly ol' rustbucket.
".....shit I think I just killed that guy.....oh god."
Adam suddenly didn't feel very well.
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