A Lesson in the Force

[Eisa Swan]

(OOC: Open to all Jedi Padawans that look to join in for a spot of Training, initial thoughts are to focus on Force Speed but can see how it goes, might involve force healing if things go pear shaped!!!!)

A loud sudden crack filled the immediate area as a ledge gave way, the years of weathering finally taking its toll under a sudden jolt of weight being thrown onto the naturally occurring formation jutting out of the perimeter of a large sandstone gorge. Still despite the noise and sudden commotion of the fractured remnants of rock tumbling down to the ground the fiery haired figure continued with she had been doing prior to the unexpected loss of her foot hold. Adjusting her balance and speed the figure traversed the rocky outcrops, carrying herself at full tilt, running at her fastest pace, weaving in and out of oncoming obstacles, and occasionally taking to higher ground by kicking off the sides of rock formations and boulders and using the momentum to carry herself towards overhanging ledges.

Sweat was starting to form and run along the various contours of the young woman's body, having been at this for a significant length of time under the early morning desert sun. Perhaps no more than a hour ago before the break of dawn the young Jedi Knight trekked down the mountainous pass leading from the Holy city that served as the newest reclaimed Jedi Temple on Jedha. As much as it was often reiterated to the young woman that there were more than ample training facilities available for her use within the temple grounds, she opted to decline the use of the facilities favouring the more unpredictable nature of the elements rather than a sterile training chamber.

With the prospect of the looming offensives that the Jedi Order and the Galactic Alliance was mustering for in preparation for liberating the Galaxy from the unforgiving rule of the Sith Empire. The young Knight knew she had to focus her attention on honing her strength and improve her combat effectiveness. But not only that but the Padawans of the fledgling Order could also benefit from training in preparation for what ever conflicts their paths would cast them into. It was for this reason she had sent an open invite to the Padawans on Jedha who would be interested in training with her, and it was for this reason she had set out earlier than the time she had posted so she could set every thing up in advance.

A snap hiss crackled as a single rippling cyan arc of energy sprang into life, as several volleys of crimson blaster fire lurched in the direction of the slight framed figure as she drew closer to the centre of the remote gorge. Her presence activating the automated targeting systems of the defense turret that had been temporarily borrowed from one of the larger freighters that was the temple's hanger for maintenance.

With a sweeping arc the blade of light deflected the rounds, sending them ricocheting into the surrounding dirt. No sooner had the scorch marks formed on the impacted surface a larger volley of blaster fire was directed towards the rapidly approaching Jedi, causing a secondary snap hiss to be heard as a second blade sprang into life, allowing the wielder to increase her defensive capabilities.

A flurry of movement soon became focused within a isolated point of the gorge, as a rapid torrent of cyan and peridot hued arcs of light, swirled with both instinctive and calculated movements, deflecting the near constant onslaught of blaster fire. The concentration clearly visible on the female's face as she slowly drove forwards, her bright emerald hued eyes narrowing as she focused all her attention on advancing towards the automated turret, whilst deflecting and twisting her body to protect herself from the rounds being directed at her.

A sigh of relief escaped the woman's lips as the volleys waned after the turret shut down, the secondary perimeter sensor picking up the woman's presence, acknowledging that she had driven into the safe zone and the exercise was complete. The distinctive hum of the Lightsabers abruptly ceased as the Jedi lowered her defences and holstered her weapons, whilst slowly pacing towards her personal effects sat upon a small boulder, with a flick of her arm she summoned the waiting towel to her hand.

Sighing as she towelled off the sweat and dirt that had built up from the latest round of training , her second hand moving up to untie her hair, shaking her head as she allow the fiery orange dyed locks to fall to its natural state below her shoulder blades. Casting the towel back atop the boulder, Eisa summoned the cantine of water, unscrewing the cap as she sat down, taking a few long gulps she surveyed the gorge around her before looking up towards the sun, as she waited for the Padawans who were interested in joining the training session to arrive.

 

[Terria Cyrrl]

Ever since the Jedi took Jedha again, Terria had found herself frequenting the planet often when she just needed to think and center herself. She liked to leave the confines of the temple and go to a ridge overlooking the wider desert. The view stretched out over the horizon and it was far enough away from the rest of the city that she could just sit back and rest, alone with her thoughts. Today, the sun stood high above the Holy City as always, leaving the entire area awash in blazing yellow light that warmed the bones like a Mother's warm embrace. The world may be desert, but the Force flowed strongly her, an invisible stream beneath the sands that brought out the best in everyone. It seemed like there was always little violence here, except when the Sith came. Terria smirked a little thinking about it, they probably hated it here. For one thing, they would only hold this place to deny the jedi, and they'd have to live with the light bearing down on them in every waking moment. Not to mention the black robes would probably cook them alive with how much heat they trapped.

The thought of hooded and black-robed evildoers sweltering beneath the sun like sheep in the summer brought a small giggle out of her. It almost distracted from the very same heat she was feeling right now, beads of sweat rolling down the Echani's forehead like her brain was balling its eyes out. She took a sharp breath, the wind passing over her and cooling her a little as she opened her eyes, gazing across the expanse with a content smile. It was times like this she knew she made the right choice in being where she was, and it only reinforced her desire to see the Sith gone - why would they want to corrupt this?

Her train of thought came to an abrupt halt thanks to a sudden blaster shot booming through the air. Reflexively, Terria dropped to her stomach and scrambled behind the rock she sat against, reaching out and rooting any hidden threats out of their perches. After a moment, she started to grow confused, she wasn't feeling anything, so why was there blaster fire a moment ago. As if to just confuse her even more, the blaster cracked through the air again, but this time different, faster. It wasn't until she peaked up quickly and darted back down that she noticed the cannon aiming at something, blasting away with extreme prejudice. Her eyes following it's trajectory, she leapt over the rock and jumped up onto a small crevice dotting the landscape, peering over the other half of the ridge. She couldn't help but let her mouth fall open a little bit, gaping and utterly baffled by what she was seeing. There was a Jedi, a Knight by the feel of it, and she was just running in circles like some demented cartoon character from the holonet, batting away bolts like they were softballs.

All sense of reason left the young Jedi, now she was just really curious. She waited until the girl finally had enough of her little game and sped off, with Terria following behind, jumping and sprinting from rock to cliff to crack to crevice, leaving an afterimage of dust clouds in her wake. When she finally caught up, she crossed her arms and buried them in her dust tattered robes, leaning against a small wall.
"You know, if you wanted to kill yourself, I'm pretty sure there are much easier ways of doing so," She said, chuckling softly and flashing a playful smile toward the runner.

 

[Eisa Swan]

Ooenening her eyes whilst mid gulp of the cantina water, the Fiery haired Jedi turned her bright emerald hued gaze towards the approaching padawan. Her eyes intently lingering over the white haired female as she rested up against the cavern wall, before quipping about there being easier ways to go about killing herself. Her gaze narrowed inquisitively at the comment whilst she sealed up the cantina of water, bit of a strange opener especially since she had hoped that she had made the purpose of the training session clear.

But then again perhaps it wasn't, she wasn't always the best with her choice of words. A lifetime of growing up a space faring brat was a difficult thing to hide, after all its not expected that a Jedi Knight would have the tenancy to cus like a port worker. No a Jedi Knight was to be seen as an enlightened figure of the order, an emissary of the Force, something that was a hard ask and tall order for someone who was once during her padawan days a overly chatty teen who couldn't tell when she should give it a break.

Tilting her head to the side a little, the Fiery haired Jedi regarded the new arrival, before pursing her lips in thought. "its kinda the point of the training Padawan,.." she spoke out before trailing off in her words. "sorry I don't think we've met? Names Knight Swan, or Eisa or titch" the young Knight spoke as she raised up to her feet, placing the cantina of water back down onto the boulder, before walking over.

A cheerful smile spreading over the knights features as she stepped closer. "you are here for the training exercise right?" Eisa enquired as she gestured to the small course that ran through the gorge behind her. "Am running a few training drills on using Force Speed during a live fire combat situation" she continued, explaining what the training session was, just on the off chance that this padawan had simply wondered over to the training grounds by simple coincidence. The Force as they moved in mysterious ways afterall.

 

[Terria Cyrrl]

Terria brought her hand up quickly to cover her mouth, hiding the giggle that was fighting to burst forth. She loved sneaking up on people, that little moment of confusion or blankness before their brain registers the other person and immediately kicks their 'stranger' persona into gear always brought a little joy to her heart. Of course, the goofy positions or faces she would catch them in tended to have a hand in that too. She knew full well it was immature and unbecoming of a Jedi to startle people so, but hey, she wasn't a full Jedi yet, and she had the feeling she'd be regarded as a bad Jedi if she ever did reach it. Still, she tried to be a Jedi where it counted, and as long as she did that, everything else was fair game.

She raised a furrowed eyebrow at the Knight's response, seeming a little more annoyed than anything else. Though quick to cover it with an apology, something about her struck Terria as...off. She got the feeling that this Knight wasn't really a full on 'Jedi' either given how uncomfortable she sounded...she could relate. This training she was talking about would let her dig a little deeper, she was curious about her, and she could always use more friends. Besides, she really needed to keep up with her lessons, lack of a Master had a tendency to stunt one's edumacation.
"Um, I am now," She replied, nodding casually and kicking off the rock, dropping down beside her and extending her hand with a warm smile. "Terria Cyrrl, nice to meet you, and if it's all the same to you, for the moment, I'll go with Eisa," She shrugged, "not a big fan of titles."

Listening to the crash course, she nodded again and brushed all her hair back, tying it into a loose ponytail so it didn't obscure her eyes. "Sounds good to me, can't hit what they can't track, right?" She said, wiggling her fingers and jutting her hand to her right in a slight imitation of a speeding person. "Anything else or is speed ironically taking up the whole day?"/size]

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[Eisa Swan]

Nodding as Terria offered her name with an extended hand, the young Jedi Knight cheerfully smiled as she nodded and took the offered hand, giving a light shake as what seemed to be the more casual of customs outside of the Order. Truth be told the whole bowing schtick was at the best of times a bit cumbersome. Hell even before her days within the Jedi ranks, saluting a rebel officer was a reflex that Eisa took a while to master, having on far to many an occasion cheerfully waved at the approaching rebel officer or on the few occasions smacked her head with what ever tool she was using at the time. Not exactly the best way of making a first impression, regardless at how skilled she was with a wrench or unparalleled her knowledge of machinery was in comparison to the others that were within the maintenance corps of the Galactic Alliance. Then again given at the time she was teenager, she could be excused for her lack of military form.

Watching as Terria started to tie her hair back, Eisa turned reached out towards the boulder and summoned her cantine of water back into her hand. A light smile curling on her lips at the thought that she had become quite adept at using the Force to aid her laziness. Her gaze maintaining contact with the white haired Jedi, whilst she started to swig at the water during Terria's assessment of the training exercise that the Knight had set up. Slowly nodding as she screwed the cap back in place, the young Knight turned towards the gorge behind her, and surveyed the natural formation of rock walls and ledges with her bright emerald hued eyes. "Think as a starter for ten yeah, be about it" Eisa spoke out, with a slight shrug as she turned her attention back to Terri.

"Its all about focus really, its just going to be the same as if you were trying to use the Force to navigate unknown terrain. And building on how you read the Force and react to your soundings as quickly as possible" She continued whilst a hand rummaged through one of her pockets to retrieve her own hairband, and holding it within her mouth freeing up both hands to draw her hair back and eventually looping the hairband in place. "Try and navigate the gorge using your senses at first, and then push yourself to increase your speed, We'll leave the turret deactivated for now until you can get a feel for it" Eisa explained as her hand motioned towards the course, moving as she visually pointed out a course for the padawan to follow. "Just be careful though, not all the ledges are as sound as you would think" she added before starting to lead the white haired padawan towards the entrance of the gorge.

Once the pair had arrived at the mouth of the gorge, the fiery haired Jedi started to actively channel the Force through her. Mind and body becoming attuned with the mystical energies, as she poured her focus and attention into her surroundings. "Final tips, be quick on your feet, and trust in the Force" Eisa spoke out as she turned her gaze towards Terria, a cheerful grin over her features. Being sure not to leave any time for the padawan to possibly groan at the half assed pun, a sudden burst of energy flowed through the young Jedi Knight, emanating out a slight burst of light from the soles of her feet followed by a crackling sound as she sprang forwards. Leading off at slower pace than what she had been earlier training at, knowing that the padawan wasn't as strong in the Force as she herself was, and it wouldn't be fair to just leave her trailing in behind.

That and as far as the young Knight was aware, Terria may not have had as many opportunities to hone her skills as Eisa had done. Then again beyond the Padawan's name, Eisa didn't really know that much about Terria, beyond the obvious fact she was a Jedi. If she was being honest, it was hard to keep track of the Jedi Order given how little time she had been spending within the Order's fold as of late. Ever since she had been Knighted, she had found herself becoming increasingly involved with the Galactic Alliance and it's various missions to gain influence within the disgruntled regions of Imperial space.

 

[Abrakhal Grisgoh]

Slow, lazy strides kicked up dust that billowed into cloud. Abe strolled through it, both cursing its menacing hover and wearing its familiar musk like a smoker in a stifling haze; he squinted under the blinding sun, slanted eyes letting slide lines of sweat down the sides of his temples as he made his way toward the gorge, reluctant to ever reach it.

Somewhere along the way he'd found a stick and draped his coat and shirt over it, hoisting them over his bare shoulders evenly and hanging his open arms by the wrists with the heir of a crucified and tortured soul hung out to bake in the wastelands for scavengers to peck at, but for the stench of his wooly armpits that drew in little swarming pests instead. He sniffed at his hot breath, skin itching, as he ached to turn back and leave with every shrub he passed. The closer he got to this training session that he knew he wanted, Hutts know that Abe wanted this more than anything, the less he wanted to be around giddy little pip-squeaks giggling to each other about the joys of life and friendship and how jubilant it is to meet a new friend. Abe shuddered to the emptiness, familiar only with the thirst for drink and the hollow strain it left if ignored for too long. The contrast cut through him, feeling the two Jedi ahead of him as a breeze from an oasis that his hunger shielded against, bitter and begrudging their easy affiliation with bliss.

Hearing the blasts of the turret shook him out of introspect, close enough that he had to accept there was no turning back now. He followed the sounds around some small obstacles with leisure until he could see them, and he sighed, casually enough that he could play it off as fatigue. Abe shook a strip of brown hair from his eyes and saw one Jedi take off. Knowing full well he was invited, but not wanting to interrupt and so easily cast aside his mood, Abe ambled over to a stone, gently turned his toe to it with a light kick, and bent down to set his stick of a hanger at an angle upon it, his clothes piling messily. He groaned with his return to a stand and shuffled forward, putting his hands to bare hips over his trousers with a look of waiting as he watched from the sidelines.

 

[Terria Cyrrl]

The more time that Terria spent around this person, the more she got the innate feeling that she could actually be a proper friend to her. In the circles of friendship, you had the passing acquaintances, the kinda good but not quite close friends, the close friends, and family - she seemed to be leaning in the latter two categories. She couldn't explain why she felt this way but she did - she could say it was her good judge of character but even she couldn't buy that as an answer. She seemed pretty casual, all things considered, so that might have been why. Most Jedi she met were either overly calm and serious, a stuffy jerk, or carried some emotional baggage that would always come up...true, half the time, she was the one bringing out said baggage, but she couldn't help it dammit! She liked to help people, that wasn't a crime.

The point was that this woman felt like someone she could just kick back and have a drink with without needing to worry about them or fret over how to act around them. She felt like she could be herself, and she imagined that if she was wrong then she would be made aware of that quickly, so she saw no reason not to give it a go. She followed her down to the mouth of the gorge, leaning over the edge and peering in. It wouldn't have mattered if she had told her about the unstable ledges or not - mostly because it ALL looked unstable. Still, training was training and Jedi probably found themselves with small platforms they had to jump quite often, this would be some good reflexive training. Eisa went first, kicking up a small dust cloud in her wake that decided to blanket itself over Terria because why not?
"Showoff!" She called playfully, bending her knees and starting to inhale and exhale quickly, getting herself into the frame of mind.

There were some protrusions that lead over the gorge and onto the other side like rock spikes, with just barely enough space to stand on. It was the route Eisa took so Terria figured she could repeat the feet. She took a step back, started running forward and, within a hair length of the edge, took a leap straight into the air...just barely catching the edge of the surface. Pulling herself up, she scrambled to get on her feet and found herself standing in a very precarious position, literally. Looking forward, she saw the next platform and leaped forward again, this time catching the ledge with a little more grip, but still barely able to hold on. Looking around in a bit of a panic, she couldn't help but notice to different rock formations and curious geography below her. If she didn't know better than she would say it looked like a...training...course...

"I was meant to go down instead of up wasn't I?"

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[Eisa Swan]

Amidst the slightly elivated breathing and the small beads of sweat that had started to form on the Fiery haired girls brow, there was the sensation that her current student was struggling to keep up, even though she was going at a relaxed pace. Extending her reach in the Force outwards, her brow furrowed slightly as she could read the conflicting ripples and currents of the Force clash around the white haired padawan. But in addition to that there was another arrival, pursing her lips in thought the young Knight shifted her weight over to the side a little angling herself towards the bare rock face to her side, quickly she kicked off from the ground. Seemingly propelling herself into the wall, before swiftly kicking out and immediately jumping backwards as soon as her foot made contact with the surface. With a quick mid air twist Eisa had done a complete 180 turning round and headed towards the female padawan.

With a cat like grace, the Jedi Knight bounded from rock spire to rock spire before quickly summersaulting mid air and landing still on her feet, perched a ledge higher than Terri's. A cheerful grin plastered over her features as she could feel through the Force what was wrong. "I dunno" Eisa eventually responded to the white haired Jedis question, with a mock shrug. "not for me to tell you where to go Terri, what was my last tip?" she continued before trailing off with an encouraging yet questioning tone. Almost as if she where a teacher playing devil's advocate, she was sure that the Padawan would know what the answer was. " but must say, you are thinking too much. Don't think, just feel. Allow the Force to flow through you, not just your mind but your body" The knight offered in a reassuring tone, although Terri had gotten as far as she did she seemed to be struggling a little.

"don't try and time your jumps, the Force will guide you along the route that is laid before you. Listen to and trust the Force, it is your ally and you the Force's" Eisa continued as she knelt down on the rocky out cropping, closing her proximity to the white haired padawan. "let it just come naturally, let be that your mind snd body is one with the Force" she continued in a reassuring tone, as a bright smile crept over her features. Eisas bright emerald gaze lingered over the padawan for a little longer, more to show that after Terrias likely introspection, the Knight Knight was still there to guide her, and not going to simply dictate lecture notes and then move on. Which unfortunately as much as she would have liked to spend her time solely working with Terria and guiding her, there was the inescapable fact that the Fiery haired Jedi had set this up as an open group session. And there currently was another Padawan who had recently arrived and was presently waiting.

"I'm going to see to our latest arrival, stay here and just to get a feel for how to traverse the course, allowing the Force to carry your movements" Eisa advised after a quiet moment as she slowly raised back up to her height. "I'll be back with you shortly, Terri... K" she added with a cheerful grin, her bright emerald hued eyes flashing a look of Confidence towards the older female, having every faith that the Padawan will learn to just allow the flow amof the Force to guide her in no time. The locked eye contact was then raised up towards the entrance of the gorge, her eyes narrowing as she chanelled and focused the Force through her. With a sudden crack of energy the young Knight sprung from her spot and swiftly make her way towards the starting point to tend to the newest padawan to arrive. After quickly and effortlessly bounding from one rock to the other, using her building momentum from her Force enhanced agility, the Fiery haired Jedi Knight eventually came to aa standstill as she came to a deadpan stop near the padawan. Eisas gaze quickly panned over the shirtless Jedi male, before making eye contact. It seems that like Terria, she hadn't seen this padawan before, still nothing wrong with that. Offering a quick smile and nod of her head as an initial greeting. "Heya, sorry to keep you. I'm Jedi Knight Swan, but can just call me Eisa if its easier" the Fiery haired female spoke out as she stepped closer to the padawan. "you all ready for the training.?" she added as she gestured for the male to follow her, figuring at least for the moment that there was no time like the present to get stuck in, and knowing that having others around you whilst you trained made it easier, whether because it was that spirit of comradery or that the Force became more harmonious when it was being collectively channeled.

 

[Abrakhal Grisgoh]

If anything, at least it was a magnificent sight, the gorge and its spires; his eyes tried to sweep the landscape, take it in, but they kept flicking back to the two Jedi out there. They drew in his attention. They presented Abe with a moment of demonstration, watching and learning. But everything: the view, the physical feats, the affection shared, it was all lost on his ugly mug. He just squinted out at them. Easy to hide behind strands of hair, bushy brows, thin slitted lids; his brown eyes knavishly outlining every shape, every curve.

When it was clear she had seen him, Abe underestimated her ability, or the Force. But with the crack of energy, she inexplicably cleared the distance and came to a stop before him, begging one of Abe's heels to shuffle back. Despite his vacant expression, she had startled him.

"I'm Abe," he answered in a bit of a tizzy. He released his hips finally and opened his hands out, shrugging, "That's, why I'm here." He genuinely tried at a smile, but what with the sun, his face was all contorted about his beard and he just looked dumb. He followed her out to the edge warily, keeping just behind her. Out there, the other Jedi was doing their thing and something told him that he wouldn't do as well as that one. "So, we just," he waved his right arm out majestically to the gorge like some emperor signaling to the masses. The concept of what he was supposed to do was just as vague in his mind. He was no stranger to all this, but for some reason it seemed bigger here, too big. His body had out performed itself before, and he knew that feeling, but he'd not been keen on bouncing through the air like children in a circus.

 

[Eisa Swan]

Ooc: gonna jump in here so to pull everyone into the same location

It seemed that the new arrival to the training exercise, was perhaps a man of few words. Which made the Fiery haired Jedi raise an inquisitive eyebrow as he gestured out to the gorge in front of the two Jedi, commenting in what seemed to be a half finished question. Not quite sure whether the simple and concise statements, was just an act or whether there was a deeply seated reason for Abe to be as closed off as he appeared. Still for now the thought would be mentally shrugged off, as the Jedi knight turned her gaze from lingering over the female padawan as she resumed her attempts at navigating the gorge, hopefully Terria had taken on the guidance that Eisa had offered the last they had spoken. Her gaze resting upon Abe, as she slowly nodded. "Yep, we just go out there and build upon our abilities to move as swiftly as possible whilst actively channeling the Force to guide our movements" Eisa responded as she gestured out towards the gorge, her hand moving in a rough circle, indicating a typical route that the padawan could follow.

"Even though its mostly about focus, and likely to be the same as if you were trying to use the Force to navigate unknown terrain. But the goal is to build up on how you read the Force and react to your soundings as quickly as possible" She continued whilst a hand moved up to scratch at the nape of her neck, before using both hands to part her pony tail in two to pull her hair band back closer towards her scalp. "Try and navigate the gorge using your senses at first, and then push yourself to increase your speed, the turret is deactivated for now, but once i feel everyone is ready, it will be activated" Eisa explained as her hand motioned towards the dormant automated turret. "The goal is to prepare for battle field combat, where you are under fire and your surroundings are constantly changing as a result of the battle" she added before pursing her lips in thought, trying to recall what else she had advised the first padawan. "But just be careful though, there are some precarious and loose ledges out there, had got caught out myself on one or two of em" she added with a light chuckle, even though her strength in the Force was far stronger than the two Padawans, she was not infallible.

Stretching her arms out skywards and down to the sides, the fiery haired Jedi worked out a few stiffened muscles that resulted from the sudden stop in activity without following up with a cool down. "Last tip, don't think, just feel. Let the Force flow through you, let it guide both your mind and your body" Eisa spoke out once she had finished stretching herself out so that she was once again limber. Slowly she closed her eyes and focused her mind on the Force, reaching out once again and allowing the energies to flow throughout her body. "Whenever you are ready" she added as she flashed a cheerful grin towards the male Jedi padawan and with that a sudden burst of energy flowed through the young Jedi Knight, emanating out a slight burst of light from the soles of her feet followed by a crackling sound as she sprang forwards. Leading off at slightly quicker pace than before, mostly in part to catch up and check up on Terria. Now that there were two padawans navigating the course at the same time, the fiery haired knight figured she was going to be getting a work out moving between the two Padawans, offering guidance and help should it be needed.

 

[Terria Cyrrl]

She had to admit, she was a little taken aback at the sight of Eisa trotting back toward her. As a Padawan lacking in a Master, she was used to having to figure things out herself, probably why her training had stalled as much as it had despite having been a Padawan for over a year. The resulting conversation was something of a novelty considering she was still dangling from the ledge like a shirt hung out to dry. At first, listening to her, it seemed like Eisa was just trying to sound all weird and Jedi-y, but as she kept on talking, and Terria kept on thinking, things seemed to start clicking into place.

She was right, she needed to trust in the Force, it was the whole crux of the Jedi's power and it was their entire philosophy: serve the Force and protect the light. It never made much sense to her though, stop thinking and let the Force do it's thing, despite the fact that you are still the one doing the moving and split second reacting?? It was all very confusing in her mind right now, but that might've been just because she was dangling. Nonetheless, she would be pretty close-minded if she didn't listen and consider every option. She nodded to Eisa as she moved past her, bouncing over to someone else that had apparently joined, and then focused inward.

How do I let go and just feel without literally just stopping everything? She thought before catching herself. She was told that she was thinking too much, she had to feel....but how did she actually feel in a way that caused her to draw on the Force- n'argh!! This was getting frustrating, and she mentally started cursing and hitting something as she just hung there, alone and confused. This is what she got for following her instincts...instincts...instincts!! You thought and you used your mind all the time, but a lot of people considered logic and reason before just trusting their gut. Maybe that was what it was.

Terria drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, closing her eyes and opening herself to the Force, letting it all flow in and out naturally, like a stream. Don't think, feel, and that's what she tried to do, just feeling. What did she feel was the best course? After a moment's thought, she just acted on impulse, swinging her body weight a little to the left before throwing her legs to the right and up, thrusting her chest out and pulling up with her arms at the same time. She propelled herself over the ledge and hit the rocky surface with a thud, grunting softly as the hard ground gave way to listless sleep. Hanging there must have been more draining than she thought, but she wasn't done yet. She rolled over and dragged herself up on to her feet again, looking out toward the next spires.

She had to apply that strategy to the rest of the course, so...she let out another breath and relaxed herself before lightly jumping up and down, readying herself. Running and leaping forward, she twisted her legs around with her chest following, her form landing on the spire facing the platform she just jumped from. At that point, things seemed to just flow from one point to the next, her body seemingly just reacting to pure instinct for the moment, leaping and spinning in the air like a dancer as she leapt three more spires before arriving at the next platform. Gasping and coughing, she looked back at her progress and could already feel herself grinning from ear to ear.

"Hah...I did it...yay." She said, lightly clapping her hands together like a little child trying not to go too out there.

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[Abrakhal Grisgoh]

"Right." Abe scratched at his head brainlessly, then raised an inquisitive finger. "So should I-" but she was already off. He swallowed the rest of his question, putting his palm over his mouth and wiping the vacant expression off his face and into his oily beard. "Too much thinking," he corrected himself with a shake of the head and looked down at his toes, at the cliff-fall into the gorge. "Okay."

Abe squeezed his eyes shut and sucked in a deep breath, blew out and opened them. Finding the nearest platform, Abe marked his first target. He took three steps back to prepare himself, then took one long dashing stride before quitting short of the leap to a skidding stop. He needed a handicap. Abe paced right, finding a closer starting point, then reset. He stepped back again, and then took off.

He took his first leap off one leg, pounding heavily onto the first stone flat with the other. He swung a leg through the bend and leapt again, landing with a skid and wobble. Both feet came together and he jumped off again, nearly slipping upon landing once more. Abe was making progress across the rocks but was lacking any assistance from the Force. He blew out tight breaths with his blowfish face, cheeks inflating and eyes flaring in concentration. Each jump became more and more labored, arms flapping to retain balance. With each jump he lost a measure of grace, what little he had to begin with. Abe was struggling, until one attempt landed wrong and the edge of the rock broke away, crumbling fast beneath his footing. Abe's right leg split down the side of the rock, scraping his inner knee, left foot buckling onto its side, and a sudden seizure of intuition thrust his body into action; his palms slapped the side-face of the rock and he sprang off like an insect, thoughtlessly rotating into the air and landing four-footed and crouched onto a lower mound of rock. He crumbled to a roll ending on his side and flushed to the rush of sensations in his head, swimming in adrenaline. His heart pounded, his head pounded, and he got up to his knees, checking his hands for the scrapes he now felt.

With quickened breath, he felt the urge to knuckle the rock below his knees. But he refrained. For now. Abe struggled to get to his feet, well enough and motivated by the surge of energy he'd felt. It was focusing, but also confusing and complex. The failure mixed with the rush of success churned a brew of emotions that fluttered through him like a swarm of bees. What made it worse was that he'd already learned how to do this, in a controlled and matted training room. But this was different. The thought sucker punched him in the gut, taking the wind out of him. He hated the thought of the excuse. What's different, he demanded from himself.

Abe spun around energetically and began climbing this new protrusion. He wanted to try again from the top of this spire.

@Plebometer

 

[Eisa Swan]

Swiftly and seemingly effortlessly the fiery haired knight bounded from ledge, to spire to rock face with as much skill as a mountain goat. Springing from one surface to the other in an uninterrupted continuous flow, her movements like water coursing through a river, following the currents naturally. In no time she had closed the distance between the entrance of the gorge and her Padawan Terria, coming to a stop a few ledges over from where the female had just successfully traversed the series of ledges. A broad grin crossing her features as she regarded the self congratulatory celebration, before a light chuckle escaped her lips. "Good Terria" Eisa called out as she locked her gaze towards the white haired Padawan.

"Remember, feel your surroundings" She added, offering a simple reminder for her Padawan, even though undoubtedly Terria would have been sick and tired of hearing the repeated guidance of feel her surroundings. "visualise yourself as a bead of water in a river, or a leaf on the wind" she added, before shrugging lightly. "Or what ever you fancy.... allow the currents of the Force to carry you" she continued, hoping that the added guidance and visualisation would help her padawan to trust in the guiding ebbs and Flows of the Force and give into its will, knowing that her trust in the Force has guided her to where she is now.

Satisfied that her padawan was in good form, Terria had started to let go of thinking and slowly began opening herself to the Force. It was now down to her to build on that, increase her confidence and allow the Force to fully guide her. And, with that will come speed, much like most things it will become like muscle memory, or second nature to her.

Casting a cheerful smile, the Fiery haired Knight sprang from her position, moving back through the gorge towards the latest arrival. She could feel familiar cascading ripples in the Force emanate from his position, it was something that she had felt before the padawans arrived, the unforgettable sensation of her foot hold giving way beneath her feet. Figures that even with someone as slight a build as Eisa, could cause the Ancient rocks to crumble under her weight, it would be inevitable that someone as stocky as Abrakhal would cause more footholds to give way.

Coming to a stop a few ledges below the spire that the male padawan had finished scaling, Eisa directed her gaze up towards the padawan. Wincing slightly at the glare from the mid morning sun above her, shielding her eyes with a cupped hand over her brow the Knight quietly observed for a moment, mostly in part to allow her eyes to recover from the surge of light.

"its a lot different from the training Chambers huh?" Eisa called out, now that she was close she could sense the racing heart beat within the padawan. The physical exertion clearly different to that of a pre programmed training exercise where you could calculate your moves and practice over and over, building up speed and confidence on the same course. "out here the terrain is ever changing, you learn to quickly adapt and let the Force guide your instincts. Just like how You've recovered well from your foot hold giving way" she added whilst casting a cheerful grin, before tilting her head to the side as she reached out through the Force to double check the padawan wasn't about to have a coranaey, the surging adrenaline coarsing through his body was palpable.

"Quick tip Abe, take a few deep breaths and find your center." Eisa offered, whilst gesturing for the Padawan to breathe in and out in a controlled fashion, as if she were a yoga instructor. "Let the Force carry you as well, your body is a conduit of the Force, allow them both to work in unison together" she added, still continuing the gestures to breathe. "Otherwise you'll knacker yourself out in no time.... I know it sounds strange but the more you allow the Force to flow through you, the longer you can channel it before you fatigue yourself" Eisa continued before pausing and going into thought, figuring out some form of analogy to help her explain, knowing all to well she wasnt the most academic of the Jedi ranks. "kinda like a pipe, the bigger you make it, the less resistance and wear you get when running stuff through it, it'll last longer than if you had a smaller pipe. Once you've worn through it you need to plug it with some sealant spray." she explained after giving her analogy a bit of thought, naturally she would draw upon her former profession as a mechanic for an example."it'll be why your heart feels like it's about to burst out your chest"