9. Balance... in all things (Daniel Alden)
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06-19-2011, 12:44 AM
Sahra
Sahra had finished her run and was back outside the Keep gates stretching in the evening air as the moon reached her zenith. It was light enough out to nearly read by, but not the kind of light that daytime lovers would want. This was definitely a Hunter's Moon and she was wired.
She moved off a bit from the front of the gate, not wanting to impose on anyone coming to join their happy, twisted family. She smiled at the thought and half disappeared around the corner.
Once out of sight of the front of the Keep's prying eyes and sentinels, she began her practicing. There was a pile of stones and several other odd detritus around for her to manipulate. She started with placing several of the pieces up on the wall pedestals several feet above her head, then started adding to them one by one. She had four pillars with four rocks each on them and was making her next round of additions. She stood calm and focused, her hands to her side, fingers barely registering a twitch. She was working on not moving her body and not betraying her actions with flickers of body movement. Nothing gave a fighter away more than a hand flinging outwards seeking to guide or snatch up a target. She wanted all her attacks, and her actions, to eventually become second nature. Surprise was an element few possessed. She wanted to be among that small number.
Unfortunately, she also wasn't paying attention to her surroundings very well. Her focus was on the Force and her actions, not on the area to her right and slightly behind her where the gate was.
***
06-19-2011, 12:56 AM
Daniel Alden
Sith Lord
"An unaware mind is a dead one." The voice came from just two or three feet behind the Disciple, causing her to jump. Rather ironic, in focusing so much on suprise, she herself had been suprised. Daniel smiled, and threw back to hood on his Sith Robes* to reveal his face. "Rest assured Disciplce, if I wanted to harm you, you'd be dead by now, and not have even known." He said it with a small smile, as to take some of the sting out of the words.
He observed her work and smiled once again. The apprentice who worked tirelessly to accept and thereby fix flaws was a good one. His twin sabers, Morte and Malveillant hung from his belt, just partly able to be seen, but he had no intention of using them. He looked at the girl, waiting to see what she would do.
(*link to robes... www.sw-rpg.net/forums/album.php?albumid=141&pictureid=1330)
***
06-19-2011, 01:09 AM
Sahra
The voice made her jump and reflex had the stones hurling themselves towards the stranger in a surprisingly straight line. Just as she realized who was before her, she raised a hand and the stones immediately dropped to the ground just before causing the man to take offense. Or at least she hoped so. “Mlord, forgive me. I have come to the realization that most who sneak around here are testing me. I meant no disrespect.”
She didn't actually know the one before her, but in learning to read auras of those she had come in contact with in the past, this one was more on par with her Mentor. She tilted her head then raised her chin in respect, not defiance. “I am Sahra, Sahra Pritath. Disciple to Zephyrus and,” she raised an eyebrow in a slight sneer, “Soon to be one no one can sneak up upon. May I ask who I have the pleasure of surviving such a lesson from?” She lowered her hand and made a mental note to work on that aspect as well. She knew in her mind she couldn't physically stop the rocks, it was mental. So why bother raising her hand?
Dark eyes framed by midnight hair complimented the deep black outfit of tight breeches and laced up top she wore. The cuffs were laced tight to prevent material from tripping her up in her practices as she drew her sword, the short steel weapon on her back. And her neckline was unlaced, having untied it after her run to allow the night air to cool her neck and throat somewhat. While not leaving a lot exposed, it certainly allowed one to make no mistake about her gender. The tight breeches were tucked into matching boots and if her skin hadn't been so pale, she may have been able to pass for a shadow, rather than a corporeal being. Though the light and desire and drive in her eyes may have given her away had her skin not done so.
***
06-19-2011, 01:21 AM
Daniel
"None was taken. In fact, your reflexes serve you well. Use them." Daniel replied. "Well, Sahra, I am Darth Proeliator, but you may call me Daniel. And I am no lord, just a Knight." He stated, knowing that the sneer was not one of arrogance, and sohe was not angry. "The rasing of the hand focsues the Force, let's you have something physical to work with, and is something even the most powerful Sith do." Her thoughts were unguarded, and he could hear them as easily as he could a nomral conversation. By contrast, he guarded his mind around walls of durasteel, making sure his mind was kept his.
Sahra was beautiful, there was no doubt about that. A man who focused solely on the physical realm would not have been able to tear his eyes away from the neckline, or the tight clothing she chose, both practical and flattering. But Daniel was both respectful of the fairer sex and a more than a mere mortal, and so he did not drop his gaze, looking her in the eyes. He noted the emotions in th eyes, and filed them away, unsure of where they were placed.
"I know your Master, he was once my hated enemy. No longer, we are now more allies than rivals." He told the girl.
***
06-19-2011, 01:33 AM
Sahra
She smiled at him, but the smile faltered slightly as her thoughts betrayed her. “I will keep that in mind, Knight. But it can also give away your intentions.” She nodded to the pile of rocks. “If I were to raise my hand to them, you would realize my intentions.” She looked back to him, "But if I make no move, then perhaps I can feign shock, fear or even helplessness just long enough to gain the upper hand in a fight where perhaps, for a time more at least,” she grinned teasing knowing it wouldn't be long that she would consider herself helpless, “till I can gain some advantage.” She spoke to him, eyes locked on his as he watched her and yet behind him the Force rippled just barely, though he would surely sense it.
Should he turn around before she nodded that direction, he would see perhaps a half dozen fist sized rocks poised to attack his upper back, neck and head area with a single hard 'pull' from the lady before him. She studied him as she did her small trick and thought of how he appeared. He was good looking and one she would certainly never dismiss out of hand as being too plain or boring. She knew never to use looks as a measure tool when the Force was in concern. But there were things even she looked for in a man on occasion still, her old occupation occasionally rearing into her mind. And while she would surely take notice of him, she was glad her mind didn't put him in the mark category. She hoped she could learn more from him.
Careful, Sahra... suddenly wanting to 'learn' from men rather than 'teach them a lesson'? How far you have fallen. She slammed a hard vision of impenetrable armour around her laughing thought as she looked at him. Her vision had shifted focus only a moment as she had laughed at herself. But when she was once more staring at him, and not just in his direction, she smiled once more and nodded. “I try to keep things interesting.” She nodded to the rocks hovering behind him.
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06-19-2011, 12:44 AM
Sahra
Sahra had finished her run and was back outside the Keep gates stretching in the evening air as the moon reached her zenith. It was light enough out to nearly read by, but not the kind of light that daytime lovers would want. This was definitely a Hunter's Moon and she was wired.
She moved off a bit from the front of the gate, not wanting to impose on anyone coming to join their happy, twisted family. She smiled at the thought and half disappeared around the corner.
Once out of sight of the front of the Keep's prying eyes and sentinels, she began her practicing. There was a pile of stones and several other odd detritus around for her to manipulate. She started with placing several of the pieces up on the wall pedestals several feet above her head, then started adding to them one by one. She had four pillars with four rocks each on them and was making her next round of additions. She stood calm and focused, her hands to her side, fingers barely registering a twitch. She was working on not moving her body and not betraying her actions with flickers of body movement. Nothing gave a fighter away more than a hand flinging outwards seeking to guide or snatch up a target. She wanted all her attacks, and her actions, to eventually become second nature. Surprise was an element few possessed. She wanted to be among that small number.
Unfortunately, she also wasn't paying attention to her surroundings very well. Her focus was on the Force and her actions, not on the area to her right and slightly behind her where the gate was.
***
06-19-2011, 12:56 AM
Daniel Alden
Sith Lord
"An unaware mind is a dead one." The voice came from just two or three feet behind the Disciple, causing her to jump. Rather ironic, in focusing so much on suprise, she herself had been suprised. Daniel smiled, and threw back to hood on his Sith Robes* to reveal his face. "Rest assured Disciplce, if I wanted to harm you, you'd be dead by now, and not have even known." He said it with a small smile, as to take some of the sting out of the words.
He observed her work and smiled once again. The apprentice who worked tirelessly to accept and thereby fix flaws was a good one. His twin sabers, Morte and Malveillant hung from his belt, just partly able to be seen, but he had no intention of using them. He looked at the girl, waiting to see what she would do.
(*link to robes... www.sw-rpg.net/forums/album.php?albumid=141&pictureid=1330)
***
06-19-2011, 01:09 AM
Sahra
The voice made her jump and reflex had the stones hurling themselves towards the stranger in a surprisingly straight line. Just as she realized who was before her, she raised a hand and the stones immediately dropped to the ground just before causing the man to take offense. Or at least she hoped so. “Mlord, forgive me. I have come to the realization that most who sneak around here are testing me. I meant no disrespect.”
She didn't actually know the one before her, but in learning to read auras of those she had come in contact with in the past, this one was more on par with her Mentor. She tilted her head then raised her chin in respect, not defiance. “I am Sahra, Sahra Pritath. Disciple to Zephyrus and,” she raised an eyebrow in a slight sneer, “Soon to be one no one can sneak up upon. May I ask who I have the pleasure of surviving such a lesson from?” She lowered her hand and made a mental note to work on that aspect as well. She knew in her mind she couldn't physically stop the rocks, it was mental. So why bother raising her hand?
Dark eyes framed by midnight hair complimented the deep black outfit of tight breeches and laced up top she wore. The cuffs were laced tight to prevent material from tripping her up in her practices as she drew her sword, the short steel weapon on her back. And her neckline was unlaced, having untied it after her run to allow the night air to cool her neck and throat somewhat. While not leaving a lot exposed, it certainly allowed one to make no mistake about her gender. The tight breeches were tucked into matching boots and if her skin hadn't been so pale, she may have been able to pass for a shadow, rather than a corporeal being. Though the light and desire and drive in her eyes may have given her away had her skin not done so.
***
06-19-2011, 01:21 AM
Daniel
"None was taken. In fact, your reflexes serve you well. Use them." Daniel replied. "Well, Sahra, I am Darth Proeliator, but you may call me Daniel. And I am no lord, just a Knight." He stated, knowing that the sneer was not one of arrogance, and sohe was not angry. "The rasing of the hand focsues the Force, let's you have something physical to work with, and is something even the most powerful Sith do." Her thoughts were unguarded, and he could hear them as easily as he could a nomral conversation. By contrast, he guarded his mind around walls of durasteel, making sure his mind was kept his.
Sahra was beautiful, there was no doubt about that. A man who focused solely on the physical realm would not have been able to tear his eyes away from the neckline, or the tight clothing she chose, both practical and flattering. But Daniel was both respectful of the fairer sex and a more than a mere mortal, and so he did not drop his gaze, looking her in the eyes. He noted the emotions in th eyes, and filed them away, unsure of where they were placed.
"I know your Master, he was once my hated enemy. No longer, we are now more allies than rivals." He told the girl.
***
06-19-2011, 01:33 AM
Sahra
She smiled at him, but the smile faltered slightly as her thoughts betrayed her. “I will keep that in mind, Knight. But it can also give away your intentions.” She nodded to the pile of rocks. “If I were to raise my hand to them, you would realize my intentions.” She looked back to him, "But if I make no move, then perhaps I can feign shock, fear or even helplessness just long enough to gain the upper hand in a fight where perhaps, for a time more at least,” she grinned teasing knowing it wouldn't be long that she would consider herself helpless, “till I can gain some advantage.” She spoke to him, eyes locked on his as he watched her and yet behind him the Force rippled just barely, though he would surely sense it.
Should he turn around before she nodded that direction, he would see perhaps a half dozen fist sized rocks poised to attack his upper back, neck and head area with a single hard 'pull' from the lady before him. She studied him as she did her small trick and thought of how he appeared. He was good looking and one she would certainly never dismiss out of hand as being too plain or boring. She knew never to use looks as a measure tool when the Force was in concern. But there were things even she looked for in a man on occasion still, her old occupation occasionally rearing into her mind. And while she would surely take notice of him, she was glad her mind didn't put him in the mark category. She hoped she could learn more from him.
Careful, Sahra... suddenly wanting to 'learn' from men rather than 'teach them a lesson'? How far you have fallen. She slammed a hard vision of impenetrable armour around her laughing thought as she looked at him. Her vision had shifted focus only a moment as she had laughed at herself. But when she was once more staring at him, and not just in his direction, she smiled once more and nodded. “I try to keep things interesting.” She nodded to the rocks hovering behind him.