Upon the slap Aetons eyes blinked and glinted. Aeton was awake only seconds after his mis-hap, he stared brightly to Vizza. “I don't know master, I heard a sort of screaming and then.. I.. I er, Aeton couldn't remember taking the fall from his stone pillar upon which he sat. I can't remember Master, I don't remember what happened after the.. the screaming.” Aeton heard a noise in his trans-like state which sounded like screaming, it wasn't something he heard daily for sure, it was like a rough scream, like someone was in deep pain. Aeton looked with a flash to his master, his eyes worried. He thought about his family.
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Vizza looked again worried…he had not heard anyone scream, and he couldn’t feel anyone in danger in a relative radius of 2 miles. Something very weird was happening… “Can you be more detailed? Where did you hear this scream?”
"It was in my vision Master. I saw, in my eyes my family as close as you are to me now. I heard there words and watched my brothers play around the village. They couldn't see me, but every move they made i saw. My family Master, as you can understand is my happy place. This is where i'm sure i can control the force sight, it's my zone of happiness. I'm worried, for it was in my vision i heard the screaming.. and then, nothing. I couldn't tell who screamed, or what thing made such a noise." Aeton looked up to the massive Zabrak, worried.
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"Maybe you over did it. I am not sure what happened, and I fear I cannot provide you with answers, so, let's just return to the training." Vizza sat down again, facing his padawan yet again. "Try to perform the exercise again. Remember; you do not need to see past this circle of rocks around us."
Aeton shook his head of the cobwebs. He took back his seat on the pillar, and perfomed his unusual stance. Closing his eyes a second time and crossing his hands, he saw a hazy view of the light blue. All around him there was pulsating tones of blues. He felt the calming sensation rush down his spine which made his whole body tingle. Despite the worrie of the screaming, a smile crept onto the both sides of his mouth. Surely, he was doing what he was asked. For him, this was an achievement.
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Aeton, now standing up readily replied "Yes Master," this was his usual reply. Aeton gathered his robes around his legs and walked side by side with his master, wondering what weird and wonderful places would be ventured upon next.
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Vizza got on the driver's spot on a speeder. Bringing the speeder into life, Vizza took off, with Aeton on the passenger’s seat. They drove for about 10 minutes on the main road, until Vizza made them go through a dirt road, towards the wilderness. Once they reached the line where trees started to grow, getting taller and thicker as they drove inwards to the wilderness’s heart. Vizza got off the speeder ad faced Aeton. “Let’s go…” He then moved towards a so known trail of is, that he knew for so long. After 15 minutes of walking in the middle of many trees, they reached the entry doorway of a small temple. The temple seemed small, but its secret was that it was driven towards the underground. “This is it…this is the spot.”
Aeton gripped tight to the speeders seat. Vizza was barely missing branches and trees, and at such a speed. He was glad when his master told him of their arrival, he responded with usual reply "Yes Master," and followed the Zabrak to to the Temple. Aeton stared at the door. "It's a small place, master.." Aetons disbelief was cut off by a comforting smile from the Zabrak. The door opened, simultaneously the pair stepped inside.
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As they stepped in, the grimmly lit corridor shown up. Walking it, it would lead them to the core of the temple, through the square red bricked walls. Walking down further into the temple, a brick wall was in the way, just as it was always. Stopping, Vizza positioned himself in front of him. knocking twice, just to check the integrity, Vizza smiled at the toughness. As always...
"Ok, this is it. First trial... you are to move the bricks out of the way. How? Without touching them, or without knocking the wall off. Take whatever time you need."
"Ok, this is it. First trial... you are to move the bricks out of the way. How? Without touching them, or without knocking the wall off. Take whatever time you need."
Walking up to the wall Aeton smiled. He focused his mind greatly on the bricks in the middle, with his left hand he pushed out infront of his face and with his right quickly threw it through the air, centimetres from the brick wall, not touching. He stood smiling as the wall was blown backwards. "Hah! Easy." he felt confidence surround his body, a rare feeling for such a person.
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With a longest sigh so far, Vizza shook is head. His eyes did not show anger; instead, he shown himself really disapointed. "Aeton, if I wanted a wall blown away, do you think I would have asked you to blow it off? I said to move it..." He spoke in a different tone then usual; it wasn't calm and cheerful no more, but calm and dark. "You have failed this first simple test in a way I've never seen any padawan fail. You're suposed to think as a Jedi, not a 12 year old padawan...but as you did, I will be forced to treat you as one." Vizza was being a little harsh, but he knew it. Ever since he was a 12 year old padawan, other 12 years old always bothered him... he had had indeed a rough youth.
Looking to the bricks, he saw as some had broken due to the might of such a point-blank hurl; the contact with the solid rock on the floor had broken quite the quantity of bricks. "Follow me, you'll be building a new all." Waving his hand in a circular motion, Vizza made all the bricks, broken or intact move. They went donw the corridor, quiet as tumbs, and upon reaching a side wall with strange pattern, Vizza let the bricks pile up in a piramide by his side. As the bricks rested on the ground, he waved his hand to the strange wall. The bricks moved apart, revealing a side corridor to a construction room. There ought to be there enough bricks to reconstruct the totality of the temple...
"Your next assignement, padawan, is to re-built the wall you blown. Brick by brick, you will put the wall toghether. If it falls, you shall set it up again. If a brick breaks, you come back here and replace it. Don't use too much time...and don't you use, by the slightest, the help of the Force."
Vizza's cold tone increased alot. He leaned back against the wall, staring straight at Aeton's eyes. Another wave of the hand; the broken pile of bricks flew past both of them into a small pit, joining other broken bricks, that throughout time had ben broken...
Aeton lowered his head.
"I apologise my master - It was unthoughtful of me."
With a pause Aeton started picking the bricks up, a little frustrated and angry he rejoined brick after brick. It seemed to take him hours and he felt utterly useless without the use of the force to help him in his task. This would teach him to think first, and try not to show off. No matter how brash and cocky he was.
Hours flew past, Aeton was physically exhausted. His robes were covered in a thin layer of dust from the bricks and his hands were rough and slices from the material of which the bricks were founded. Trying to show no weakness and without looking at his hands, Aeton gave the smile - this time it was only half as shining bright as it usually was, he saw great dissapointment in his masters eyes. He gripped his fists and turned to the reformed wall.
"I apologise my master - It was unthoughtful of me."
With a pause Aeton started picking the bricks up, a little frustrated and angry he rejoined brick after brick. It seemed to take him hours and he felt utterly useless without the use of the force to help him in his task. This would teach him to think first, and try not to show off. No matter how brash and cocky he was.
Hours flew past, Aeton was physically exhausted. His robes were covered in a thin layer of dust from the bricks and his hands were rough and slices from the material of which the bricks were founded. Trying to show no weakness and without looking at his hands, Aeton gave the smile - this time it was only half as shining bright as it usually was, he saw great dissapointment in his masters eyes. He gripped his fists and turned to the reformed wall.
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Vizza didn't smile, just yet. He was still disapointed at Aeton for his behavior, he would never have thought he'd do such a thing... He waved his hand, testing the wall with his mind, pressing an invisible hand against it. It seemed durable... Aeton had made it. "Follow me... Padawan." Well, maybe he wasn't fully over Aeton's attitude... but the twelve year old behaviour was trully unacceptable to Vizza.
He walked down the corridor, aided by the Force to keep an eye on Aeton. They reached a chamber, with a high roof, almost blended into the shadow as the tip was at an amazing height. Several pillars tried to touch the ceiling, spread across the room, but most were broken, being nothing but ruins, shades dancing at the strange blue fire of the torches. Vizza halted in the middle of the chamber, turning to face Aeton.
"Ok, Aeton, tell me: what is it that you think of being a Jedi?" As his every move so far, this question was not without a trap. A quite obvious, but still. Vizza wanted to see what he thought of the Jedi, for his behaviour just some moments ago had not been acted upon the Jedi's way...
He walked down the corridor, aided by the Force to keep an eye on Aeton. They reached a chamber, with a high roof, almost blended into the shadow as the tip was at an amazing height. Several pillars tried to touch the ceiling, spread across the room, but most were broken, being nothing but ruins, shades dancing at the strange blue fire of the torches. Vizza halted in the middle of the chamber, turning to face Aeton.
"Ok, Aeton, tell me: what is it that you think of being a Jedi?" As his every move so far, this question was not without a trap. A quite obvious, but still. Vizza wanted to see what he thought of the Jedi, for his behaviour just some moments ago had not been acted upon the Jedi's way...
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Aeton resumed his position beside his towering master.
"Harmony Master. I can think of tens of hundreds of words to sum up the cause of the Jedi, but one strikes my mind and that is harmony.
Aeton stroked a hand against the chamber wall, his eyes glittering.
It is what we seek for the galaxy. We would love all the worlds to be in total harmony, we would love everyone to have love and respect for one another and yet, that cannot be. If everything was perfect life would have no meaning. There are those that wish to do bad in some many different lifeforms and worlds, species and things that are created to break such rules. Then, there is us, the Jedi. We Master, are the peacekeepers of a fine yet unstable galaxy yet we have one undying cause, and that, is harmony."
Aeton looked up at his Zabrak master, his eyes gleaming, a smile rising as a small gust of air sweeped his robes about his feet.
Aeton resumed his position beside his towering master.
"Harmony Master. I can think of tens of hundreds of words to sum up the cause of the Jedi, but one strikes my mind and that is harmony.
Aeton stroked a hand against the chamber wall, his eyes glittering.
It is what we seek for the galaxy. We would love all the worlds to be in total harmony, we would love everyone to have love and respect for one another and yet, that cannot be. If everything was perfect life would have no meaning. There are those that wish to do bad in some many different lifeforms and worlds, species and things that are created to break such rules. Then, there is us, the Jedi. We Master, are the peacekeepers of a fine yet unstable galaxy yet we have one undying cause, and that, is harmony."
Aeton looked up at his Zabrak master, his eyes gleaming, a smile rising as a small gust of air sweeped his robes about his feet.