Post by The Holy Man on Jun 29, 2013 9:13:23 GMT -8
The heavens opened up, and there was nothing but rain. More rain than I had ever seen before. In an instant, my clothes were soaked. It was alot of fucking rain.
As the mandalorian dropped his shield into his hand and moved his arm to throw, I knew that the time had come. I had been patient until this point, but the Force was urging me on now.
Simultaneously, both of my arms raised up, directed at the mandalorian. The Force was teeming around me, and I was its conduit. As the mandalorian released his shield in my direction, torrents of Force energy erupted from my hands. I could feel the lengths of Force stretching out in the air in front of me, batting away the shield in mid-air as the disc toppled away. It wasn't a Push, but it was a channeling of the Force that stretched forward and cleared anything in it's path.
When I could feel the Force energy expanding towards the mandalorian, I closed my hands in a vice-like grip, telekinetically commanding the Force to wrap around both of the mandalorian's wrists simultaneously. I raised my hands up, in what would be my attempt to grasp the mandalorian by the wrists with as much strength as I could muster, and lift him into the air, effectively taking away his ability to use his hands in any way while he raised up, ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet into the sky, closer to the heavens and just holding him there in a vice-like grip.
There was a fundamental relationship between the rain that was pouring relentlessly from the sky and one other thing...
Lightning.
My gambit was risky, but I would soon see if it would pay off. If the storm was going to crash down upon us, then I was going to make good use of it by turning the mandalorian into a lightning rod.
It was the mandalorian's choice to wear so much heavy metal armor. And if this worked as it should, it would be his downfall.
As the mandalorian dropped his shield into his hand and moved his arm to throw, I knew that the time had come. I had been patient until this point, but the Force was urging me on now.
Simultaneously, both of my arms raised up, directed at the mandalorian. The Force was teeming around me, and I was its conduit. As the mandalorian released his shield in my direction, torrents of Force energy erupted from my hands. I could feel the lengths of Force stretching out in the air in front of me, batting away the shield in mid-air as the disc toppled away. It wasn't a Push, but it was a channeling of the Force that stretched forward and cleared anything in it's path.
When I could feel the Force energy expanding towards the mandalorian, I closed my hands in a vice-like grip, telekinetically commanding the Force to wrap around both of the mandalorian's wrists simultaneously. I raised my hands up, in what would be my attempt to grasp the mandalorian by the wrists with as much strength as I could muster, and lift him into the air, effectively taking away his ability to use his hands in any way while he raised up, ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet into the sky, closer to the heavens and just holding him there in a vice-like grip.
There was a fundamental relationship between the rain that was pouring relentlessly from the sky and one other thing...
Lightning.
My gambit was risky, but I would soon see if it would pay off. If the storm was going to crash down upon us, then I was going to make good use of it by turning the mandalorian into a lightning rod.
It was the mandalorian's choice to wear so much heavy metal armor. And if this worked as it should, it would be his downfall.
