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Post by Zeenon Delacour on Aug 29, 2006 20:51:57 GMT -5
Zenon wandered around for the new place that she was suppose to be training at. She found a place that was near the Nabooian Palace. She stood there waiting and waiting.
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Post by Florius Combata on Aug 29, 2006 20:55:43 GMT -5
The man smiled, a brisk smile, his face hidden in a cowl as usual. "Ah, you must be the new kid in town, ey?" he asked the person near the Nabooian Palace. He was supposidly going to train him. "Follow me." the man in the cowl now demanded, his voice suddenly low and cold as he walked to his left towards a large storage department, building sized.
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Post by Zeenon Delacour on Aug 29, 2006 20:57:47 GMT -5
SHe looked at the dark character. This will be interesting SHe followed the man into the large dark looking buildeing.
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Post by Florius Combata on Aug 29, 2006 20:59:53 GMT -5
He opened the door, pushing his subject inside. And walking in behind him, closing the door. Inside were many objects. A few boxes pushed off to the side, a target or two in the center of the room, a boulder, and a small bag of marbles set on top of a box nearby. He smiled, knowing his subject had no clue what he was about to get himself into.
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Post by Zeenon Delacour on Aug 29, 2006 21:02:36 GMT -5
Zeenon looked at the objects in the room. "What are those for Master?" she said while pointing at them.
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Post by Florius Combata on Aug 29, 2006 21:04:03 GMT -5
"Your training." he said, removing the robe and cowl and tossing them to the side. "Do you even know anything about the Force? The basic push? Anything? Or am I teaching a null rat again. " he said with a bit of a sigh.
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Post by Zeenon Delacour on Aug 29, 2006 21:10:47 GMT -5
Zeenon looked confused. She shook her head. "I know nothing of this."
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Post by Florius Combata on Aug 30, 2006 5:00:05 GMT -5
"..Great." he said, with a bit of sarcasm. He pointed to a box off to his left, the smallest in a series of 3 boxes. "Take one of the metallic clinders out of there so we can begin." he said. He then made a notion with his arm as three switches, off to his right, now came down from their upward positions as three green lights (one above each door) now shown brightly. The room was dim, the light seeming to do nothing but give it some glow, but it was still easy to see all the things in the room.
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Post by Zeenon Delacour on Aug 30, 2006 10:40:34 GMT -5
Zeenon walked over to the small boxes and took out a metallic cylinder. She took it over to him. "What are these for?"
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Post by Florius Combata on Aug 30, 2006 14:11:01 GMT -5
The man smirked, looking at this other man he was to take in for training. "You'll find out soon enough." he stated, then turned to face the box next to the box containing metallic cylinders. He then pointed to the bag of marbles. "Spread them on the ground."
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Post by Zeenon Delacour on Aug 30, 2006 21:19:04 GMT -5
She took the bag and dumped out the contents that were in it. She took a few and threw them around her. She threw her bag across the room to get it out of the way. She waited for what will happen to the marbles.
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Post by Florius Combata on Sept 4, 2006 18:59:36 GMT -5
"Using a general, weak push, I want you to connect with your inner senses and push these marbles, without making physical contact, across the room." he stated, looking over her with an intense eye.
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Post by Zeenon Delacour on Sept 5, 2006 16:25:13 GMT -5
She closed her eyes, and concentrated her inner strength. In a few moments, the marbles wee moving just three inches.
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Post by Florius Combata on Sept 7, 2006 18:14:14 GMT -5
He'd smile slightly. "Weak." he'd comment, then with a slight wave of his hands the marbles would rush back to their original resting places. "Again."
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Post by Zeenon Delacour on Sept 9, 2006 11:56:33 GMT -5
SHe closed her eyes again. This time, she concentrated on the anger when her brother, Dameon, got killed by a terrorist on Utapau. The marbles immediatly lifted and shot right at the wall, and they bounced off of it. A tear ran down her cheeks. She wiped it away with her sleeve of her red robe.
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Post by Florius Combata on Sept 10, 2006 11:18:35 GMT -5
He sighed pathetically, watching the marbles bounce gently off the wall. "Still weak." he said. He grew tiresome of these emotions which defined the Dark Side. Yes, you were supposed to use your emotions to strengthen you, but not take you over. She was clearly allowing them to take her over as he watched the tear be whiped away. He was indeed no were near impressed, nor satisfied. He waved his hands as the marbles ran back to her. "Again."
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Post by Zeenon Delacour on Sept 10, 2006 11:28:27 GMT -5
Once more, she closed her eyes. Concentrating on the Force and her Anger, trying to get revenge on this terrorist. More Dark Energy is exposed. Now a ten marbles are under her control. She shot them at the opposite wall again and took them back, accidently hitting Florius. Uh oh.
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Post by Florius Combata on Sept 10, 2006 11:30:40 GMT -5
Ignoring the fact that he was ready to meerly slash off this fool's head, he turned and moved his hand, the boulder now rolling from the opposite side of the room towards her. "Stop it."
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Post by Zeenon Delacour on Sept 10, 2006 11:44:05 GMT -5
"holy shit!" She got up immediatly and used her Force Push to slow it down. It didn't work because she panicked. Zeenon dived to the side and the bouldre rushed past her.
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Post by Florius Combata on Sept 10, 2006 13:51:50 GMT -5
He sighed, walking towards the boulder as it stopped against the wall. Not giving her time to re-position herself, he used the Force to push the boulder at her again, faster this time. "Again."
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