Adam pressed his finger to the trigger, breathing out and squeezing as he loosed the shot. A sound like a cough escaped the weapon as the bolt slammed into the target a kilometre away. He heard a crackle in his ear as the comm-line opened. Marrek, from an undisclosed location; It was how he liked to observe his student, to make sure he could also conceal himself in the natural terrain of the huge training area, a verdant swathe of rolling hills and copses. He had picked a patch of thick gorse, the tip of the silenced rifle the only thing poking out from the vegetation.
“Good. You’re getting better, Bolera. Soon enough, you’ll be able to hold your own out there.”
Adam Bolera smirked. “That almost sounded like a compliment, master.” He sighted back down the scope to where the next target should be seen, breathing calmly and pleased with the scant approval his master gave. His focus snapped back to the task at hand, chiding himself for getting distracted as he gripped the trigger again-
And felt a stinging pain in his neck, fire surging through his system followed by a dull numbness, moving with the rhythm of his circulation as the toxin was pushed around by his heart. His view began to waver, making the target almost look like an opposing sniper. But he had been so careful in setting up his spot…
Marrek seemingly melted from the undergrowth in a completely different area, a sniper rifle slung over the shoulder. His face was grim. “I said soon enough, not now.” He tutted, striding across the land to his drugged student.
-=A=-
Adam’s vision swam into focus, his eyes squinting as fluorescent light bored into him. He tried to raise a hand to shield his eyes, but realised they were bound. He struggled, instinct kicking in for a few moments before he calmed, becoming still again. His head throbbed with pain and the after effects of whatever toxin had ravaged him. He moved his head about slowly, taking in the room. He could see nothing out of the small pool of light, barring a lightsaber, deactivated on the ground in front of him. He shuffled forward, painfully slowly, his muscles cramping as he eased them into movement. His fingers grasped the hilt of the weapon, dragging it close. He fumbled with the switch, an incandescent beam of energy spewing to life. Clumsily, he manoeuvered the blade to burn the bindings off his feet, standing up before then setting to work on the bindings about his wrists. He held the blade against the rope, letting the cord sizzle and smoulder. The acrid tang of singed hair signalled the completion of his task. He rose steadily, weapon held at the ready, head slowly sweeping back and forth.
With a hiss, an orange blade snapped to life, accompanied by footsteps. Behind it, higher up, more lightsaber blades ignited: A pair of aquamarine; brilliant emerald; a burnt red; and vibrant umber. Adam brought the blade up, facing the challenge as a voice permeated the room.
“Adam Bolera. You have forged yourself in the crucible of battle for Arcona, your gifts with the Force manifesting and coming to the fore. The dark side has become your ally, your weapon. With it, you have risen in prominence, making a path, and marking yourself for greatness.”
Adam stepped into the column of light, the lights behind him flaring up, showing the summit stood behind, faces of cold judgement staring down at the Jedi Hunter. His eyes widened as he realised the importance of their presence, what they planned to do. He dropped to one knee, head bowed. Adam allowed himself a small smile, unseen by any.
“Rise, Adam Bolera, Knight of Arcona!”
- ~ Valtiere, AED House Qel-Droma
Adam has been a force of nature since joining Arcona. This has manifested itself in many ways, from his engaging with fellow members on IRC, to his exploits in team-building and helping create a new Battleteam for House Qel-Droma. Where has really shined, however, is his tenacity to take control of a Run-On--which he showed he has a unique ability for--and dominate it. This inspires others around him to do the same. He has become one of our brightest new members, and I know he will keep striving to make his name known to the Brotherhood at large while helping bolstering Arcona's already formidable might.
Congratulations Adam!
Consul of Clan Arcona
Lord Marick Tyris Arconae, 2014-03-18 18:21:11 UTC