10. Home again... Home again
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Nisa
Old 02-12-2015, 09:56 PM
Niesara sighed as she stepped thru the gates. It had been too long. She had left because something had distracted her and she had gone off in search of what it was. But she had failed.
She never found what had called to her soul in those dark nights since arriving here, but she had discovered something else in her absence. The call to come 'home' had been stronger.
She set her bag down and slid the cowl of her cloak off. Looking around she noticed not much had changed. She stood in the shadows of the entrance as she had that first time. It was nearly the same. She wondered if they would take her back... as she had wondered if she would be accepted initially. The difference this time is that the thought of being turned away was twice as strong.
She was Lord Jasik's ward, a gift she hadn't had a chance to repay or prove herself worthy of. She had been learning from Master Invictus, and knew his disapproval would be the worst. She had never told anyone she was leaving. Dreks... Dreks she feared facing the most. She could explain to a teacher or Lord why she was remiss in saying goodbye, fearing their disapproval... but how does one tell a true friend why they abandoned them with no word, in the middle of the night.
She stepped out of the darkness, sliding her bag a bit before her with the toe of her boot. "Anyone about?" Better suck it up and deal with it now. Putting it off will only leave her cold and miserable.
Niesara Rh'Jod
Student, Ward, Friend
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Jacob Murano
Old 02-17-2015, 10:26 PM
Jacob walked around the Garden to take his mind of things at times. It was peaceful here. The subtle part of his Jedi training he still had with him. Peace and tranquility where as the Sith part he dabbled in a long while back was hatred and chaos. Though he was no Jedi now, nor a Sith, he still took much from both. He learned much from them but, their ways weren't his anymore. Jacob was loving his life now. Being able to find calm among the storm that raged in his own heart. As a Dark Jedi he could do much more then what both the other sides of the Force had. The Jedi and Sith had begun a war and taken allies. The Penumbra however had taken none. They would sit and watch making sure justice happened any means necessary. Even if that meant both sides had to disappear. Permanently!
Walking through the gardens, Jacob happened upon a young woman, although Jacob wasn't dressed in his usual guise of The Unforgiven. Today he was dressed in his regular clothing. No, he wasn't in his church robes at all. He was dressed in a long sleeved grey shirt with blue pants on, his orange eyes scanning around her as he made sure nobody else would see them. That's what they needed...the nobles and other sort making note of Force users here.
As the Templar happened upon her, he then smirked. Standing in front of her coming out of the mists the man then folded his arms, "I'm here. What can I do for you?"
***
Nisa
Old 02-17-2015, 10:35 PM
Tossled amber hair was brushed from her cheek as she looked at the man. "I am Niesara Rh'Jod. Ward to Lord Jasik, stoudent to Lord Invictus, come home to return to my training." She did not add the thought, If you will have me, because it wasn't an option. She wouldn't give them a reason to think she had second thoughts.
She did not recognize the one before her, but when she shifted emerald eyes and mind to see The Force rolling around him, she had no doubt he was no student like herself. She tilted her chin up slightly to look him straight in the eyes and forced herself to be calm. "I have been gone a long time, it's true. But I promise I will not leave again till granted permission or finished with my training. I give my oath on that." She had no reason not to give her oath. The reasons for leaving were gone. They would not call again.
Nothing would call to her again... and no one.
***
Jacob
Old 02-17-2015, 10:41 PM
"Lord Invictus huh?" Jacob said smirking at the mention of his Master, the one who taught him everything he knew about being a Dark Jedi, "I was his student as well. But, sadly...nobody knows where he is either. Lord Jasik is somewhere in the Unknown Regions last we know."
He then studied her for a moment. Jacob's hair used to flutter in the breeze. Thank goodness he cut it a while back. It was way too long then and now that it was short he liked it that way. No way was he growing it out that long ever again. What made him do so in the first place was beyond him. Maybe it was laziness. Maybe.
She appeared to have been worn out from something. Whatever called to her to leave wasn't apparent now. The Templar then figured if she gave an oath to never leave again she was lucky. If they would have tracked her down they would have brought her back just to kill her. Or done so there on the spot. Either way he wouldn't deter her from returning.
"So a lost cub returns to it's mother I guess?" Jacob said with a raised eyebrow, "Your lucky that the Penumbra didn't track you down."
***
Nisa
Old 02-17-2015, 10:50 PM
That thought had occurred to her as well. "I am glad I saved them the trouble. Though I probably wouldn't have been hard to find. If they choose to take my life now, I will go kicking and screaming because I have no desire to die." She lifted her chin and narrowed her eyes in resolution. "I will become the controller of my darkness as I set out to be. So while I will take nearly any punishment doled to me, I refuse to set my head to block for removing."
As he spoke of being a student of Invictus and the loss of both he and Lord Jasik, she faltered slightly. How does one ask for a new Master? Lord Jasik had taken it upon himself to ask Invictus to mentor her. And Dreks and she had never spoken of there being any other choice. No point in beating around the bush. She unfastened her cloak, draped it over her bag and lifted it with determination. "So how does one find a Master willing to train the stubborn who will ask to go further and faster than she should, and prove with every fiber of her being that she is as capable as she believes she is?"
She let her own power tendril out loosely to taste his and see how they flickered when met. She kept her eyes on him while watching him respond, if he did. She had been taught there was often a tell just before something happened. She hoped she could still read it if this one before her chose to act against her.
Her Force reached out like cool vines from a rose bush. There was a slight sting to the edges of untrained power. A sharpness that Masters had learned to polish off and Push without giving themselves away. But it wasn't an attack, and even another student would be able to tell that.
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Jacob
Old 02-17-2015, 11:03 PM
"That is not for me to decide. If they wished it...they'd do it themselves." Jacob said with a shrug, "But, I respect you for saying you'd go kicking and screaming, but, no such display is needed."
He then uncrossed his arms as she mentioned finding a Master to teach her. A wry grin crossed his face. Although he could teach her...she would have to bend herself to his way of teaching. Though he could tell she was stubborn as they came. Not to mention if she came back after this long she was itching to learn again. Though if she wished for him to teach her she'd need to ask first. Then again he didn't mention to her that he could.
When she flickered out her tendril he then met it with his own. Then masked his off completely like he had no Force ability. Although he let his out and behind it he then let out his shadow. The tendril that came from him was massive to say the least. Jacob also then let out the aura which spread fear and dread...that eerie coldness. He pictured a wave of those feelings spreading out from beyond him towards her.
She was testing him to see what he'd do. So instead of attacking her with his tendrils he then let them form around him. Twisting into shadows then retreating into him like they were never there in the first place.
"You trying to test me?" Jacob said with a smirk, "My name is Jacob Murano, Templar of the Penumbra. Also Archbishop of the Church here on Ruusan."
***
Nisa
Old 02-17-2015, 11:13 PM
She felt his aura retreat and suddenly there was a void as if she had touched someone who had no Force about them. Her open look of shock was quickly shoved back behind slitted eyes and a soft growl as she felt the cold and dread envelope her like a shadow.
Her hand let go of her bag and started to reach towards him. Then she tightened her fists as her gut reaction was to lash out at the shadows. But he wasn't attacking. She bit her lip hard to rein in her untrained reflex and was proud of not sending out a Force Push to shove him back, though it was coiled just in front of her like a shield.
As those shadows, too, disappeared, a sneer crossed her face and she shivered in admiration. "How do you do that? I know we can mask the Force from those who could sense it. But what was that other... that..." she had tried to get a Force color from it and shook her head in confusion. "It has no Force color... it was like an absence of color... a void like space that wasn't void." She bit her lip again as she realized she was rambling.
She also realized she was looking around him at where the tendrils had disappeared from her sight. Her face was lit like a child who had had candy dangled before them then told it wasn't theirs. She looked up at him and this time the fire in her emerald eyes could have put torches in the Keep halls to shame. Hunger and desire balled around her like a aural blanket. "Tell me how you did that... please! I want to know!"
***
Jacob
Old 02-17-2015, 11:20 PM
Jacob chuckled, "That...Niesara...is Force of Dark Shadow...and the other one was Dark Aura."
He could tell she wanted to attack him. If she did it would have been a bad thing for her to do. Jacob would have retaliated with a Push of his own. Although trained unlike hers which meant he would have sent her skidding across the Garden. So, he was glad she retreated it. Though seeing her shiver in admiration he then smirked. He could tell she was itching to learn and though she couldn't do it yet, she would in due time.
"It takes practice, Niesara." Jacob said with a smirk, "And someone to teach it to you."
He then motioned for her to walk with him as they went through the mists. As they escaped them they were within the walls of the main city. The palace was just ahead of them in the distance. Looking towards her he then knew she wasn't able to do such things yet. Untrained from what he could tell.
"Your a Neophyte, aren't you?" Jacob asked her as they walked.
***
Nisa
Old 02-17-2015, 11:27 PM
Grabbing up her bag and lengthening her stride along beside him to keep up, she shivered and smiled again like a holiday treat had been set before her as they emerged from the Mist. "Yes, Sir..." She still wasn't sure if she should call him Master, for he wasn't mentoring him. But as he spoke of her learning, she dared to half whisper, though loud enough for him to hear. "And would you teach me?" She knew that those who knew were the best to teach. To go to another Master and try and explain what she had experienced and ask to learn was often difficult.
She looked down at her hand and tried with all her might to make the dark Force tendrils swirling around her hand like a pet serpent change into something more soft and ethereal like the shadows he had produced. Nothing happened and the anger at her failure made the tendrils crawl up her arm as her agitation grew. She finally bit her lip and flicked her arm as if to shake them off.
The darkness receded and she went back to simply walking beside him unawares if he had seen or understood her what she had done. If he didn't, all he saw was a young girl staring unflinching at her hand then shaking it like it had been on fire. Sighing she watched the Keep loom closer and smiled. "I will learn it soon." The final words, not meant to be out loud, held a promise deep enough that had the universe been listening, she was sure someone out there would hear it.
She tried to change the subject thinking suddenly she was being immature. "So may I inquire who I shall report to since Lord Jasik no longer is present?"
***
Jacob
Old 02-17-2015, 11:34 PM
He hadn't noticed her struggle to keep the tendrils around her and looked at her with a quirked brow. As she then kept up with him and asked in a loud whisper if he would teach her he then nodded. She was in need of training as she had been apprenticed to Invictus and didn't learn much apparently. Nevertheless, Jacob would teach her his own way. If she was smart she'd learn to. If not, she would fail. Horribly.
"I will teach you, Niesara." Jacob said as the palace neared them, a bit more of a walk ahead.
Summoning the Force he then imagined himself standing in the eye of the hurricane. The rest of the storm raged around him. Focusing his dark power into himself he then let his aura wash over her. Hoping she would pick up on it then as he could sene her untrained one. It was slightly dark, but, she wasn't corrupted yet by it's power.
"You can report to me till he returns." Jacob said to her with a nod, "When he does you can report to him."
***
Nisa
Old 02-17-2015, 11:48 PM
She had been about to thank him when all that came out was "Thank you, Mas..." and a wash of Force swept over her and stole her breath. Biting her lip at the fact it could easily have been an attack, she focused her inner mind to see his wash of power and tried to refocus her own tendrils as a wedge in his direction.
She tried her best to make it as sharp as possible so instead of resistance and a way to press at her, he would flow to either side of her and leave her untouched. But between walking, carrying the bag, lack of practice and a desire to prove she could do it, she failed. The wedge was stable one moment but then wavered and she found herself stopping to hold it steady. Her trouble was, his power wasn't the tendrils she was used to. This was something... different. She understood how strands worked, but they were more dimensional, more easily manipulated with her own.
To her mind, her powers seemed like threads, where his seemed like smoke. And the concepts in her mind weren't working. She felt the cold and dark wash over her and inhaled sharply once more as it rolled through her like her own Force wasn't even there. Growling she balled her fists in anger once more at having failed what her mind had said would be simple.
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Jacob
Old 02-17-2015, 11:56 PM
He could tell she was struggling with her abilities. Any that she learned more or less. She was still quite untrained though and it proved that. He then retreated his aura, masking his presence to her in the Force. The Templar then grinned as she struggled, though it wasn't a surprise to him though. Jacob had struggled early on as a Jedi, and even more so as a Dark Jedi. Invictus was somehow patient with him. Then again so were his Jedi teachers as well.
"You can call me Jacob. Being called Master makes me feel old." Jacob said jokingly, although it was true, he didn't like that title.
As they neared the palace doors there were a few people who nodded to Jacob as they walked up. Tomorrow he would begin her teachings. He had a day off to do so and the church didn't have anything that required his attenion. Oshil usually handled things he couldn't do himself when he was out. There were times that his right hand man did more then he was asked to do. Which made Jacob respect him that much more.
"We'll begin tomorrow." Jacob said, then asked, "Anything else you want to ask me while we're out here?"
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Nisa
Old 02-18-2015, 12:02 AM
"No, Mas..." she caught herself. "No, Jacob. Thank you for this opportunity. I will make sure you never have cause to regret it." She had pulled her own Force back enough that it was a light swirling energy around her. She hadn't learn to completely shut it off so it was always there like the hum of some power generator that was more ethereal than audible. She wondered absently for a second if The Force could be heard.
Dismissing the idea, she shook her head. "No, I will be ready. I am guessing I can just find a bed in the training rooms? And will you send for me, or do you desire me at a specific location at a specific time?" She didn't think he looked old, but many Masters had said the same thing from what she had heard from other trainees in the past. It didn't surprise her, though after calling Invictus Master, she would have to get used to Jacob's less formal title.
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Jacob
Old 02-18-2015, 12:08 AM
Jacob smirked, "Good."
When she said that she'd be ready he then nodded. So would he for that matter. He'd need some sleep though if that was to occur. Thank goodness he had a bed inside his office in the church and one inside the palace. When she asked if there was one in the training rooms he then shook his head. Then waved that idea away. With one hand he pointed to the church that was to the left of the palace but a bit further off in the distance.
"Go to the church tonight." Jacob said with nod, "Then ask to be sent to my office. I'll tell them your coming. There is a bed in there in my office for you tonight. I'm not using it right now so if you need it there it is for you."
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Nisa
Old 02-18-2015, 12:13 AM
"Yes, Jacob." She replied dutifully. As she made sure he wouldn't speak further, she nodded respectfully and headed towards the church. She hadn't been there her last time here. She had seen it, of course. But had never had cause to go there.
- -
Settling down for the night in his office, she looked around to see what was his in the space. She knew the best way to learn, was to learn everything. She sat for some time, cross legged, on the bed and looked around at all that could be seen from the single candle she left lit.
Unfortunately, stubbornness, fatigue, and her own mind won out and she fell asleep with the pillow tucked under her chin on her crossed legs, half bent over like a small child. Her dreams were of trying to use her tendrils to corral and control the shadows around her.
It wasn't going well and soon she was a tangle of pillow and blankets half stretched on the bed.
Old 02-12-2015, 09:56 PM
Niesara sighed as she stepped thru the gates. It had been too long. She had left because something had distracted her and she had gone off in search of what it was. But she had failed.
She never found what had called to her soul in those dark nights since arriving here, but she had discovered something else in her absence. The call to come 'home' had been stronger.
She set her bag down and slid the cowl of her cloak off. Looking around she noticed not much had changed. She stood in the shadows of the entrance as she had that first time. It was nearly the same. She wondered if they would take her back... as she had wondered if she would be accepted initially. The difference this time is that the thought of being turned away was twice as strong.
She was Lord Jasik's ward, a gift she hadn't had a chance to repay or prove herself worthy of. She had been learning from Master Invictus, and knew his disapproval would be the worst. She had never told anyone she was leaving. Dreks... Dreks she feared facing the most. She could explain to a teacher or Lord why she was remiss in saying goodbye, fearing their disapproval... but how does one tell a true friend why they abandoned them with no word, in the middle of the night.
She stepped out of the darkness, sliding her bag a bit before her with the toe of her boot. "Anyone about?" Better suck it up and deal with it now. Putting it off will only leave her cold and miserable.
Niesara Rh'Jod
Student, Ward, Friend
***
Jacob Murano
Old 02-17-2015, 10:26 PM
Jacob walked around the Garden to take his mind of things at times. It was peaceful here. The subtle part of his Jedi training he still had with him. Peace and tranquility where as the Sith part he dabbled in a long while back was hatred and chaos. Though he was no Jedi now, nor a Sith, he still took much from both. He learned much from them but, their ways weren't his anymore. Jacob was loving his life now. Being able to find calm among the storm that raged in his own heart. As a Dark Jedi he could do much more then what both the other sides of the Force had. The Jedi and Sith had begun a war and taken allies. The Penumbra however had taken none. They would sit and watch making sure justice happened any means necessary. Even if that meant both sides had to disappear. Permanently!
Walking through the gardens, Jacob happened upon a young woman, although Jacob wasn't dressed in his usual guise of The Unforgiven. Today he was dressed in his regular clothing. No, he wasn't in his church robes at all. He was dressed in a long sleeved grey shirt with blue pants on, his orange eyes scanning around her as he made sure nobody else would see them. That's what they needed...the nobles and other sort making note of Force users here.
As the Templar happened upon her, he then smirked. Standing in front of her coming out of the mists the man then folded his arms, "I'm here. What can I do for you?"
***
Nisa
Old 02-17-2015, 10:35 PM
Tossled amber hair was brushed from her cheek as she looked at the man. "I am Niesara Rh'Jod. Ward to Lord Jasik, stoudent to Lord Invictus, come home to return to my training." She did not add the thought, If you will have me, because it wasn't an option. She wouldn't give them a reason to think she had second thoughts.
She did not recognize the one before her, but when she shifted emerald eyes and mind to see The Force rolling around him, she had no doubt he was no student like herself. She tilted her chin up slightly to look him straight in the eyes and forced herself to be calm. "I have been gone a long time, it's true. But I promise I will not leave again till granted permission or finished with my training. I give my oath on that." She had no reason not to give her oath. The reasons for leaving were gone. They would not call again.
Nothing would call to her again... and no one.
***
Jacob
Old 02-17-2015, 10:41 PM
"Lord Invictus huh?" Jacob said smirking at the mention of his Master, the one who taught him everything he knew about being a Dark Jedi, "I was his student as well. But, sadly...nobody knows where he is either. Lord Jasik is somewhere in the Unknown Regions last we know."
He then studied her for a moment. Jacob's hair used to flutter in the breeze. Thank goodness he cut it a while back. It was way too long then and now that it was short he liked it that way. No way was he growing it out that long ever again. What made him do so in the first place was beyond him. Maybe it was laziness. Maybe.
She appeared to have been worn out from something. Whatever called to her to leave wasn't apparent now. The Templar then figured if she gave an oath to never leave again she was lucky. If they would have tracked her down they would have brought her back just to kill her. Or done so there on the spot. Either way he wouldn't deter her from returning.
"So a lost cub returns to it's mother I guess?" Jacob said with a raised eyebrow, "Your lucky that the Penumbra didn't track you down."
***
Nisa
Old 02-17-2015, 10:50 PM
That thought had occurred to her as well. "I am glad I saved them the trouble. Though I probably wouldn't have been hard to find. If they choose to take my life now, I will go kicking and screaming because I have no desire to die." She lifted her chin and narrowed her eyes in resolution. "I will become the controller of my darkness as I set out to be. So while I will take nearly any punishment doled to me, I refuse to set my head to block for removing."
As he spoke of being a student of Invictus and the loss of both he and Lord Jasik, she faltered slightly. How does one ask for a new Master? Lord Jasik had taken it upon himself to ask Invictus to mentor her. And Dreks and she had never spoken of there being any other choice. No point in beating around the bush. She unfastened her cloak, draped it over her bag and lifted it with determination. "So how does one find a Master willing to train the stubborn who will ask to go further and faster than she should, and prove with every fiber of her being that she is as capable as she believes she is?"
She let her own power tendril out loosely to taste his and see how they flickered when met. She kept her eyes on him while watching him respond, if he did. She had been taught there was often a tell just before something happened. She hoped she could still read it if this one before her chose to act against her.
Her Force reached out like cool vines from a rose bush. There was a slight sting to the edges of untrained power. A sharpness that Masters had learned to polish off and Push without giving themselves away. But it wasn't an attack, and even another student would be able to tell that.
***
Jacob
Old 02-17-2015, 11:03 PM
"That is not for me to decide. If they wished it...they'd do it themselves." Jacob said with a shrug, "But, I respect you for saying you'd go kicking and screaming, but, no such display is needed."
He then uncrossed his arms as she mentioned finding a Master to teach her. A wry grin crossed his face. Although he could teach her...she would have to bend herself to his way of teaching. Though he could tell she was stubborn as they came. Not to mention if she came back after this long she was itching to learn again. Though if she wished for him to teach her she'd need to ask first. Then again he didn't mention to her that he could.
When she flickered out her tendril he then met it with his own. Then masked his off completely like he had no Force ability. Although he let his out and behind it he then let out his shadow. The tendril that came from him was massive to say the least. Jacob also then let out the aura which spread fear and dread...that eerie coldness. He pictured a wave of those feelings spreading out from beyond him towards her.
She was testing him to see what he'd do. So instead of attacking her with his tendrils he then let them form around him. Twisting into shadows then retreating into him like they were never there in the first place.
"You trying to test me?" Jacob said with a smirk, "My name is Jacob Murano, Templar of the Penumbra. Also Archbishop of the Church here on Ruusan."
***
Nisa
Old 02-17-2015, 11:13 PM
She felt his aura retreat and suddenly there was a void as if she had touched someone who had no Force about them. Her open look of shock was quickly shoved back behind slitted eyes and a soft growl as she felt the cold and dread envelope her like a shadow.
Her hand let go of her bag and started to reach towards him. Then she tightened her fists as her gut reaction was to lash out at the shadows. But he wasn't attacking. She bit her lip hard to rein in her untrained reflex and was proud of not sending out a Force Push to shove him back, though it was coiled just in front of her like a shield.
As those shadows, too, disappeared, a sneer crossed her face and she shivered in admiration. "How do you do that? I know we can mask the Force from those who could sense it. But what was that other... that..." she had tried to get a Force color from it and shook her head in confusion. "It has no Force color... it was like an absence of color... a void like space that wasn't void." She bit her lip again as she realized she was rambling.
She also realized she was looking around him at where the tendrils had disappeared from her sight. Her face was lit like a child who had had candy dangled before them then told it wasn't theirs. She looked up at him and this time the fire in her emerald eyes could have put torches in the Keep halls to shame. Hunger and desire balled around her like a aural blanket. "Tell me how you did that... please! I want to know!"
***
Jacob
Old 02-17-2015, 11:20 PM
Jacob chuckled, "That...Niesara...is Force of Dark Shadow...and the other one was Dark Aura."
He could tell she wanted to attack him. If she did it would have been a bad thing for her to do. Jacob would have retaliated with a Push of his own. Although trained unlike hers which meant he would have sent her skidding across the Garden. So, he was glad she retreated it. Though seeing her shiver in admiration he then smirked. He could tell she was itching to learn and though she couldn't do it yet, she would in due time.
"It takes practice, Niesara." Jacob said with a smirk, "And someone to teach it to you."
He then motioned for her to walk with him as they went through the mists. As they escaped them they were within the walls of the main city. The palace was just ahead of them in the distance. Looking towards her he then knew she wasn't able to do such things yet. Untrained from what he could tell.
"Your a Neophyte, aren't you?" Jacob asked her as they walked.
***
Nisa
Old 02-17-2015, 11:27 PM
Grabbing up her bag and lengthening her stride along beside him to keep up, she shivered and smiled again like a holiday treat had been set before her as they emerged from the Mist. "Yes, Sir..." She still wasn't sure if she should call him Master, for he wasn't mentoring him. But as he spoke of her learning, she dared to half whisper, though loud enough for him to hear. "And would you teach me?" She knew that those who knew were the best to teach. To go to another Master and try and explain what she had experienced and ask to learn was often difficult.
She looked down at her hand and tried with all her might to make the dark Force tendrils swirling around her hand like a pet serpent change into something more soft and ethereal like the shadows he had produced. Nothing happened and the anger at her failure made the tendrils crawl up her arm as her agitation grew. She finally bit her lip and flicked her arm as if to shake them off.
The darkness receded and she went back to simply walking beside him unawares if he had seen or understood her what she had done. If he didn't, all he saw was a young girl staring unflinching at her hand then shaking it like it had been on fire. Sighing she watched the Keep loom closer and smiled. "I will learn it soon." The final words, not meant to be out loud, held a promise deep enough that had the universe been listening, she was sure someone out there would hear it.
She tried to change the subject thinking suddenly she was being immature. "So may I inquire who I shall report to since Lord Jasik no longer is present?"
***
Jacob
Old 02-17-2015, 11:34 PM
He hadn't noticed her struggle to keep the tendrils around her and looked at her with a quirked brow. As she then kept up with him and asked in a loud whisper if he would teach her he then nodded. She was in need of training as she had been apprenticed to Invictus and didn't learn much apparently. Nevertheless, Jacob would teach her his own way. If she was smart she'd learn to. If not, she would fail. Horribly.
"I will teach you, Niesara." Jacob said as the palace neared them, a bit more of a walk ahead.
Summoning the Force he then imagined himself standing in the eye of the hurricane. The rest of the storm raged around him. Focusing his dark power into himself he then let his aura wash over her. Hoping she would pick up on it then as he could sene her untrained one. It was slightly dark, but, she wasn't corrupted yet by it's power.
"You can report to me till he returns." Jacob said to her with a nod, "When he does you can report to him."
***
Nisa
Old 02-17-2015, 11:48 PM
She had been about to thank him when all that came out was "Thank you, Mas..." and a wash of Force swept over her and stole her breath. Biting her lip at the fact it could easily have been an attack, she focused her inner mind to see his wash of power and tried to refocus her own tendrils as a wedge in his direction.
She tried her best to make it as sharp as possible so instead of resistance and a way to press at her, he would flow to either side of her and leave her untouched. But between walking, carrying the bag, lack of practice and a desire to prove she could do it, she failed. The wedge was stable one moment but then wavered and she found herself stopping to hold it steady. Her trouble was, his power wasn't the tendrils she was used to. This was something... different. She understood how strands worked, but they were more dimensional, more easily manipulated with her own.
To her mind, her powers seemed like threads, where his seemed like smoke. And the concepts in her mind weren't working. She felt the cold and dark wash over her and inhaled sharply once more as it rolled through her like her own Force wasn't even there. Growling she balled her fists in anger once more at having failed what her mind had said would be simple.
***
Jacob
Old 02-17-2015, 11:56 PM
He could tell she was struggling with her abilities. Any that she learned more or less. She was still quite untrained though and it proved that. He then retreated his aura, masking his presence to her in the Force. The Templar then grinned as she struggled, though it wasn't a surprise to him though. Jacob had struggled early on as a Jedi, and even more so as a Dark Jedi. Invictus was somehow patient with him. Then again so were his Jedi teachers as well.
"You can call me Jacob. Being called Master makes me feel old." Jacob said jokingly, although it was true, he didn't like that title.
As they neared the palace doors there were a few people who nodded to Jacob as they walked up. Tomorrow he would begin her teachings. He had a day off to do so and the church didn't have anything that required his attenion. Oshil usually handled things he couldn't do himself when he was out. There were times that his right hand man did more then he was asked to do. Which made Jacob respect him that much more.
"We'll begin tomorrow." Jacob said, then asked, "Anything else you want to ask me while we're out here?"
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Nisa
Old 02-18-2015, 12:02 AM
"No, Mas..." she caught herself. "No, Jacob. Thank you for this opportunity. I will make sure you never have cause to regret it." She had pulled her own Force back enough that it was a light swirling energy around her. She hadn't learn to completely shut it off so it was always there like the hum of some power generator that was more ethereal than audible. She wondered absently for a second if The Force could be heard.
Dismissing the idea, she shook her head. "No, I will be ready. I am guessing I can just find a bed in the training rooms? And will you send for me, or do you desire me at a specific location at a specific time?" She didn't think he looked old, but many Masters had said the same thing from what she had heard from other trainees in the past. It didn't surprise her, though after calling Invictus Master, she would have to get used to Jacob's less formal title.
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Jacob
Old 02-18-2015, 12:08 AM
Jacob smirked, "Good."
When she said that she'd be ready he then nodded. So would he for that matter. He'd need some sleep though if that was to occur. Thank goodness he had a bed inside his office in the church and one inside the palace. When she asked if there was one in the training rooms he then shook his head. Then waved that idea away. With one hand he pointed to the church that was to the left of the palace but a bit further off in the distance.
"Go to the church tonight." Jacob said with nod, "Then ask to be sent to my office. I'll tell them your coming. There is a bed in there in my office for you tonight. I'm not using it right now so if you need it there it is for you."
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Nisa
Old 02-18-2015, 12:13 AM
"Yes, Jacob." She replied dutifully. As she made sure he wouldn't speak further, she nodded respectfully and headed towards the church. She hadn't been there her last time here. She had seen it, of course. But had never had cause to go there.
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Settling down for the night in his office, she looked around to see what was his in the space. She knew the best way to learn, was to learn everything. She sat for some time, cross legged, on the bed and looked around at all that could be seen from the single candle she left lit.
Unfortunately, stubbornness, fatigue, and her own mind won out and she fell asleep with the pillow tucked under her chin on her crossed legs, half bent over like a small child. Her dreams were of trying to use her tendrils to corral and control the shadows around her.
It wasn't going well and soon she was a tangle of pillow and blankets half stretched on the bed.