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Grik stood in one of the open training courts on Korriban, watching Acolytes practice Force Powers and Lightsaber styles. A large portion were practice with wooden staves, as they had not received a lightsaber yet, and another portion with sabers, likely set on training mode to dampen the lethality of the weapon. "Weak... all of them!" he exclaimed, watching the Acolytes clamor about against each other. "If this one wanted to watch boys play with sticks, I'd go home to Barab I! And there, they'd kill one another! You're all pathetic! Won't one of you take this one on?! Not one?!" he said, finally breaking his silence.
"YOU! The human boy. Fight this one!" he said, pointing to a larger than most Acolyte of Human, specifically Corellian ancestry.
"Uh, I only got this saber yesterday." he said, clamoring to find an excuse.
"Fool! Pathetic!" he hissed, then pointed to a Dathomirian. "You! You've trained with me before. Fight me!" Grik demanded.
"Kriff no. You're mad!" he responded and left the training court to go to another one.
"Coward!" he yelled at the Dathomirian as he walked away.
"Here's what this one will do. This one will fight whoever challenges, using only Shii Cho. No Force, no Ataru. Any takers? Are NONE of you true Sith?!"
"YOU! The human boy. Fight this one!" he said, pointing to a larger than most Acolyte of Human, specifically Corellian ancestry.
"Uh, I only got this saber yesterday." he said, clamoring to find an excuse.
"Fool! Pathetic!" he hissed, then pointed to a Dathomirian. "You! You've trained with me before. Fight me!" Grik demanded.
"Kriff no. You're mad!" he responded and left the training court to go to another one.
"Coward!" he yelled at the Dathomirian as he walked away.
"Here's what this one will do. This one will fight whoever challenges, using only Shii Cho. No Force, no Ataru. Any takers? Are NONE of you true Sith?!"