h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Training room available, variety of targets and situations simulated.

i'm here to practise my staff fighting, could i have an opponent?

**THUD!! The Axeman drops in from a hidden ceiling trapdoor brandishing 2 7' Quarter Staffs. he throws one at Dharackni**

Ready your self

**He drops into a fighting stance**

*readies staff and concentrates. The staff glows with unnatural power...*
**leaps at the Axeman and stikes**

**The Axeman moves at the last second, positioning his staff in a defensive posture. SMACK!! The 2 staves strike.**

Not bad, now try hitting hard.

*Dharackni shudders with the impact, and readies himself for the Axeman's attack*
"nice block! you are strong!"

**With a mighty roar The Axeman delivers a huge blow towards the head of his opponent**

*Pestilence walks though the door.*
[Pestilence] Hey! Trainin' arena! Can I help?
*Flexes his eight foot, muscular frame.*

**Unfortunately Pestilence was a little too close to the whirling staves and gets clouted rounded the head twice**

Watch where you stand.

*Cracks his knuckles*
[Pestilence] Oooh.... I like a challence!
*Hits Axeman so hard he slides across the floor 'til he hits the far wall.*
Next!

**Throws down the quarter-staff and takes the large battle axe from across his back**

Challenge?

*Takes a staff and cracks it two with one hand*
[Pestilence] I wouldn't soneshine! When ol' Pest starts a knockin' the world starts a rockin'!

I've gotta' of-line 'til Sunday, can we leave the fight 'til then?

Not fight, challenge See ya man

**The Axeman re-holsters his axe and wanders off toward the Assasorium**

*Dharackni gets up from the Axeman's powerful blow.*
*shudders and moves towards the corner of the room. Once there he begins to meditate, causing him to float about a foot off the ground.
He sits patiently and waits for another chance to practise.*

*Sounds of Bolter fire echo from the firing range at the end of the training centre.*
[Kron] Another perfect score. I should spend more time at the Live Fire Arena...

*Dharackni lifts his hand towards one of the live fire targets and mutters something. His hand sets alight and a huge bolt of blue flame bursts across the room, engulfing the target.*
"hmm not bad..."

*Kron mutters something unflattering about all Psykers*

Dharackni turns and heads out of the room.

[Kron] Psykers... Why can't we find some decent, Emperor worshippers?