Sara Nonomyth's Training

[Zen]

She smirked, as if not realign what he was doing."DIE DAMMIT!!"She yelled, then she paused, and got in a normal stance, now awaiting for an opening, After stopping she breathed hard, getting tired obliviously.

She looked at him, and sighed, him he would attack her, So she can block and counter strike his attack, lightsaber combat was fast but it worked with counter striking the same if it was hand to hand. Foot to Foot. Martial Arts.

 

[D.C.]

The Bogan raised an eyebrow. 'Just what exactly are you doing, Acolyte? You're just screwing around right now. No strategy at all. Nothing. I could've utterly devastated you, insolent girl. If this had been a real fight, you'd be dead by now. Kriffing dead. You got that?

'I read in the files,' he went on, 'that you got some knowledge in the Shien form. Then why aren't you applying that now? Why are you just attacking me at random, and then suddenly stop your attacks? Are you waiting for me to strike, is that it? Well, that's not gonna happen, Acolyte. Do something, now.'

He stood there, with saber in hands, waiting for her to come. She had to learn a form, some structure, because this just didn't make sense. The Bogan would lecture about that soon.

 

[Zen]

She eyed, him. What the hell? How did he know, Never mind that now. She thought, As he spoke, she begun to make her movement much faster, hoping to catch him off guard, She knew she would have lost, It proved no different, He was better, Stronger, Cute, And had way more experience then her. There's no way she could have landed a strike, unless it was sheer luck, or took attainder of what she was doing right now, even so he could have still prevent.

Her lightsaber in her, hand, as she titled it and made the lightsaber turn backwards a different form of holding the saber, she leaped at him then spun in a front flip before she returned, her lightsaber back to the normal way of holding and then motioned her hips, ribs, to the side, and trying to strike him, before she even came even close to cutting him to the side, she flicked her lightsaber detracting the the saber, running side ways, she reactivated it only when, To try and strike him in a spear like forward thrust, or sword like thrust.

 

[D.C.]

The Bogan quickly raised his lightsaber and blocked Sara's strike, which was rather easy to do. But he didn't expect her to be a great swordswoman from the start. Of course he didn't expect that, that'd be downright rediculous.

He swung his saber against Sara's, so Sara's saber would be swung to the side. Now her torso was open and the Bogan could easily stab her to death if he was holding a real saber. He didn't attack though, he just took a step back and raised his lightsaber again.

'See? I could've killed you. I could've killed you five times already. C'mon, surely you can do better, Acolyte! Or are you some kind of weak fool? Well?'

 

[Zen]

She eyed him, as he swung his lightsaber went on her, she deactivated it, and flicked it in to the air, she felt the lower left thigh of hers get bruised from the training saber, she ignored, it she kicked up, and did a back flip, catching the lightsaber in the air, before doing a split, and activating the saber, and slashing down his fight, and rolled over, hoping to hit him, Yet she was pretty much extinguished and tired, yet she had a bruised mark which hurt, right now. She breathed heavily.

 

[D.C.]

'And there it is, finally,' the Bogan said, deactivating his saber, 'you're finally exhausted. Must say, I expected you to collapse sooner. You didn't, so I suppose that's quite good.'

He turned around and walked towards the box. He set the training saber inside the box and then turned to face Sara again.

'Obviously, you have much to learn. If we would've continued to duel, you would've lost. The end. You made an awful lot of mistakes there, dear. When you start attacking your opponent with full force, then don't hold back. Keep attacking, because if you'll hold back the opponent will be able to gain the upper hand. Then there's this anger thing...

'You see, you should not just let the anger do the fighting for you. There's no point in letting the anger do the fighting for you. For instance, my favorite lightsaber form is Soresu, a form which requires a lot of patience. Lots of people seem to mistake Dark Jedi for angry bastards, which they aren't. Which they shouldn't be. Granted, I can be angry. I can be oh so very angry, but I don't let the anger fight for me. I rely on patience and I strike only when I see an opening. I hope you're not too dumb to understand this.

'Now, I'm not saying you need to rely on patience,' he said, pointing at her with his index finger, 'I'm just saying that in combat it's very important to know what you're doing. If your style is aggressive, then don't hold back. Keep attacking and attacking. If your style is defensive, then wait for the right moment to strike.

'Tell me now,' he finally said, 'what is your style, Sara?'

 

[Zen]

She looked at him, patting like a half cut up dog and tossed into a firing pan, then burned for dinner. She sighed, and dropped the saber distracting it, she dropped to one knee patting even harder, it did take quite the stamina from her, she for some reason thought she had already collapsed and was surprised she was still consomme.

She sighed, and got up, her left thigh hurting from the strike, the bruise was very blue she assume other wise it would not be feeling like this, not to mention the flexibility she had actually needed for all does moneychangers, nearly made her floor at the munition she stood up, but held her balanced uncomfortably, She moved around and then dropped to one, knee. Her version blurred, body arced with pain, and left thigh killed, a eight year old looking child was limited to it's abilities, for now. She sighed and looked up at him she thought she had seen double or triple of him.

She finally spoke." Form V: Shien/Djem So" She said with a most tiresome look on her face.

 

[D.C.]

'Shien,' Balion said. He chuckled. 'Shien, Shien, Shien. Not a bad form, not at all, though I wonder if it fits you. Are you strong enough to deal those overhand POWERBLOWS!?' He screamed out that last word. He chuckled again. 'You might be, in time. Shien it is, then. Rest now, acolyte. Take a seat. Breathe.'

The Bogan folded his hands behind his back again and looked at her. He wasn't tired at all so he found it somewhat odd that she was just worn out. Her physical condition wasn't that good, apparently.

'Once you've rested up for a bit, you will leave this room. You will go to our archives and you will study the Dark Jedi Code there. You will not return here within the hour, you won't return here with two hours. No, you will study the code thoroughly. When you return here, I want you to explain to me in detail what you think the code means. This is very important, because if you don't understand, then you won't get anywhere within the empire. Go now, acolyte, such is the bidding of thy master.'

 

[Zen]

She eyed him, still seeing double. she didn't speak, nor will she show signs of weakness, she got up, unbalance, and then dropped again, again she got up then dropped, and yet again got up, and finally left.

Upon leaving she made her way towards the arching which was in turn strange because she was there everyday and knew the code behind it's meaning in her own words.

She sat down and begun to study, an hour passed, she saw no point of this, another hour passed still bored and tired at no point, a third hour passed, she remained still and bored, studying over and over, two hours later, she decided to get up and return, to the training place, It was roughly two am in the morning.

Upon entering she spoke, slowly, yet her body was in pain."No peace, only suffering. Meaning there's actually no true peace, This bloody world, Has no peace, the Jedi realize this to I believe, and Yet they choose to ignore it, We Have no peace in this world only war, causing suffering to us, And we having to deal with it, Hell.

No knowledge, only instinct. No knowledge meaning, I'll you an example, We a placed in an empty desert, surrendered by an army wanted us dead, We have to options run, or kill. We pick the oblivious one run, Relying on intrinsic then striking with an ambush.

No serenity, only passion.
The dogmatic Jedi would have you believe you can become content, serene, but we know this is a lie. We creatures are not above the need for emotion, for passion.

No harmony, only chaos.
There's only one thing Chaos, because The world holds no peace permanently only for a temporary amount of time causing us to have no Harmony.

No life, only death.
Death is the Circle, we are born, then we die, We are reborn, then we die, the circle repeats itself."She finished slowly. Yawning.

 

[D.C.]

Balion sat on the chair Sara had sat on earlier. He leaned back leisurely and held a datapad in his hands. He was checking holonet, and after that he began to play a stupid video game. It wasn't quite what you'd expect from a ranking member of the Bogan Empire, but who cares. Balion just liked to relax every now and then.

He looked up when she entered the room and apparently she immediately began to lecture about the code and what she thought it meant. The Bogan glanced at her, but almost immediately stopped listening. He looked back to his datapad and continued to play his video games. When Sara had finished speaking about the code, he was still playing the game. After a while, he finally tucked the datapad into one of the pockets of his robe and looked up to Sara.

'Again,' he said sternly. He beckoned for her to do it all over, while still leaning back leisurely in the chair.

 

[Zen]

She left Eye twitched as she was ignored, She sighed to get angry off her. And Made sure her voice was near perfectly calm and not angry. She repeated exactly the words she said before, as the information was already sorted in her head."No peace, only suffering. Meaning there's actually no true peace, This bloody world, Has no peace, the Jedi realize this to I believe, and Yet they choose to ignore it, We Have no peace in this world only war, causing suffering to us, And we having to deal with it, Hell.

No knowledge, only instinct. No knowledge meaning, I'll you an example, We a placed in an empty desert, surrendered by an army wanted us dead, We have to options run, or kill. We pick the oblivious one run, Relying on intrinsic then striking with an ambush.

No serenity, only passion.
The dogmatic Jedi would have you believe you can become content, serene, but we know this is a lie. We creatures are not above the need for emotion, for passion.

No harmony, only chaos.
There's only one thing Chaos, because The world holds no peace permanently only for a temporary amount of time causing us to have no Harmony.

No life, only death.
Death is the Circle, we are born, then we die, We are reborn, then we die, the circle repeats itself."She finished, with another twitch in her eyes, hoping he did not ignore her this time.

 

[D.C.]

The Bogan sighed exaggeratedly the moment she began to speak again. He rolled with his eyes and shook his head. He turned away from her and stared at the metal box containing the training sabers. He didn't listen to her. He just waited until she'd finished speaking and even then took a few moments to turn back to her.

'Again...' he sighed.

 

[Zen]

She cast him a dark eye, and spoke."Am I saying it the wrong way? You did tell me to tell me in my words, So there you have it."She bit her tongue after she said that, hoping he would not get frustration, so she repeated the code of her meaning again.""No peace, only suffering. Meaning there's actually no true peace, This bloody world, Has no peace, the Jedi realize this to I believe, and Yet they choose to ignore it, We Have no peace in this world only war, causing suffering to us, And we having to deal with it, Hell.

No knowledge, only instinct. No knowledge meaning, I'll you an example, We a placed in an empty desert, surrendered by an army wanted us dead, We have to options run, or kill. We pick the oblivious one run, Relying on intrinsic then striking with an ambush.

No serenity, only passion.
The dogmatic Jedi would have you believe you can become content, serene, but we know this is a lie. We creatures are not above the need for emotion, for passion.

No harmony, only chaos.
There's only one thing Chaos, because The world holds no peace permanently only for a temporary amount of time causing us to have no Harmony.

No life, only death.
Death is the Circle, we are born, then we die, We are reborn, then we die, the circle repeats itself." She finished yet again, the text was exact as she said it before.

 

[D.C.]

Balion glared at Sara with a look that could kill. Not literally kill, but the look in his eyes was terrifying to most people. It was such an angry expression, so full of frustration and hatred.

'You,' he said, 'are wasting my time.' He rose to a stand. 'GET OUT! GET OUT OF THIS KRIFFING ROOM! After five minutes, you'll come back in and do it all again! I give you these five minutes to sort out what the kriff you did wrong. Got it? GO!'

He sat down on the chair again and grabbed his datapad, as if she was already gone. He'd completely ignore her from this point on, until she would come back into the room after five minutes.

 

[Zen]

She eyed, him again another shock came upon her body he scared her yet again, With a sigh she left, Only to return five minutes again, choosing her words, carefully She spoke.""No peace, only suffering. Meaning there's actually no true peace, This bloody world, Has no peace, the Jedi realize this to I believe, and Yet they choose to ignore it, We Have no peace in this world only war, causing suffering to us, And we having to deal with it, Hell.

No knowledge, only instinct. No knowledge meaning, I'll you an example, We a placed in an empty desert, surrendered by an army wanted us dead, We have to options run, or kill. We pick the oblivious one run, Relying on intrinsic then striking with an ambush.

No serenity, only passion.
There's no Serenity in which we hold, only passion that we control, Example we take the emotions made to boil us to the Dark side as it's weapon, instead we use it instead of it using us.

No harmony, only chaos.
There's only one thing Chaos, because The world holds no peace permanently only for a temporary amount of time causing us to have no Harmony. I do not understand the Harmony Part I apologize Master.

No life, only death.
Death is the Circle, we are born, then we die, We are reborn, then we die, the circle repeats itself." She finished slowly, hoping that it was more suitable and now fixed. Hopefully he would not have tossed anything at her.

 

[D.C.]

Balion lowered his datapad, slowly put it back into his pocket, and then rose to a stand once again. He raised his hand, beckoning for her to stop talking, and he just interrupted her in the middle of a sentence: 'Where is your respect, you stupid twat? What makes you think you can come marching into this room, shouting out some kind of interpretation of the code, WITHOUT FIRST ADRESSING ME AS YOUR KRIFFING MASTER!? WELL!!?'

He gathered the power of the Force and snapped her neck. He 'squeezed' her neck so she'd start to choke. And while he was choking her he said: 'When you walk into this room and see me sitting here, you will first greet me and call me either 'Lord' or 'Master'. You won't just march in here and begin to ramble on about things, 'cause that's downright rude. DO YOU GET THIS?'

He let go of her neck so she could breathe again. It had to be clear; they were not equals. He was the Bogan; the master, and she was merely the acolyte.

 

[Zen]

She was lifted off the ground, as she begun gasping for air. What bloody magic was this, the force? HE simply raised his hand, never mind clutching it and she simply raised into the air, and started to choke, was The Force that powerful to experiences users, and Masters of the force.

She paused, as he let go, she fell down on both her knees, gasping and choking for air. She looked at him and spoke."Understood, Master."She finished slowly, trying catch the air.

 

[D.C.]

'Then try again,' he said, gesturing at the door. 'I want you to re-enter this room and do it right this time. If you fail to greet me properly before you begin rambling on about the code, I will kill you immediately. Go.'

He sat down on the chair again. Waiting for her to come back in again and do it right this time. It was harsh, but she had to learn to respect her master and to be polite to her master.

 

[Zen]

She nodded and bowed before speaking."Understood Master."She left, and then waited ten minutes before returning she spoke."Hello, Master."She said again, she hesitated a bit, an a nerving sound before she spoke the code."No peace, only suffering. Meaning there's actually no true peace, This bloody world, Has no peace, the Jedi realize this to I believe, and Yet they choose to ignore it, We Have no peace in this world only war, causing suffering to us, And we having to deal with it, Hell.

No knowledge, only instinct. No knowledge meaning, I'll you an example, We a placed in an empty desert, surrendered by an army wanted us dead, We have to options run, or kill. We pick the oblivious one run, Relying on intrinsic then striking with an ambush.

No serenity, only passion.
There's no Serenity in which we hold, only passion that we control, Example we take the emotions made to boil us to the Dark side as it's weapon, instead we use it instead of it using us.

No harmony, only chaos.
There's only one thing Chaos, because The world holds no peace permanently only for a temporary amount of time causing us to have no Harmony. I do not understand the Harmony Part I apologize Master.

No life, only death.
Death is the Circle, we are born, then we die, We are reborn, then we die, the circle repeats itself." She finished slowly before speaking."That is all I believe Master."She finished slowly.

 

[D.C.]

This time, he listened to her. He listened to every word she said. When she finally finished he had a couple of things to say, as expected.

'No life, only death. We are never reborn. We die, and we're dead. That's it. That's the end of the line. After death, there is nothing. You live to serve this empire. You live to fight for this empire. You live to die.

'And chaos, that's what this all is about,' he explained, 'harmony doesn't exist, because nothing can live in harmony with other things. The Republic and the Hutts, they don't live in harmony. All they do is create chaos. War and chaos. Look at the Jedi Order. They claim to fight for innocent, they claim to uphold the weak, but at the same time they destroy everything around them. They just refuse to admit it... to believe it. There is chaos everywhere, my dear. Everywhere. It's undeniable. We all live in chaos, and chaos is what we're made for. We are agents of chaos.'

He stood up.

'I do wonder, though...' he said, as he glanced at her, 'are you afraid? Be honest. Are you afraid of the Dark Side? Are you afraid of me? You look so nervous. So tense.'