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 Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:00 pm
He raised up after being recognized, "Sorry to disturb you Lord but I feel that I have found an apprentice who will benefit of learning under me. I would like to take Jaten as my padawan."
He never made eye contact with her as it was what he was taught. He kept his hands out a few inches from his side and open. His head was also pointed lower than he normally would have it. Even though he was cocky he didn't do any of these things when in a formal meeting with his lord. He saved all that junk for the students.
"I would be proud to take this student under my wing because he also seems to actually need my help as opposed to already knowing a few things like the other students. So it would be a challenge for the both of us and I'm always one for challenges and conquest of said challenges." He bowed again showing her that he was finished with his statement.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:01 pm
He awoke hours later,"man I diden't plan to sleep,"He sat up grogy and feeling much like he could use another hour or so of sleep. Never the less he got up and used the small bathroom that ajoined his room to clean up before dressing in his typical blacka and white atire and heading out for the day.
He made his way twords the temples exit slowly, thinking about what he had learned yesterday. He needed to do more though, learn more and train untill his body finnaly gave in and then push it farther.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:09 pm
Atra raised an eyebrow. "Jaten, you say?" She felt a ghost of a smile creep onto her face.
"Do as you please with him," she concluded, giving him a small, ceremonial bow. She waved her hand dismissively, signifying that he was free to go.
Or, that he WILL be leaving her presence, NOW.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:17 pm
He knew the wave and quickly made his way back to his room to pick up the datapads he programmed. He undid the top two buttons on his top and sighed a sigh of relief. 'That went great. I'm not dead." He laughed a bit and got to his room changing to more "training" type clothing. It was actually just casual Tatooine type wear. Leather jacket and cargo type pants and holster for his revolver. A Dark brown undershirt. His light fighter was even in Dresdae spaceport but even though it could seat a comfortable two it wasn't pleasant. I've got to get a new ship He thought with a sigh. But of course his student didn't know that they were going to leave just yet. Plus his student still had a few basics to clear up. Which reminded Dackk.
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In one of the many Dresdae shops he plopped down a few thousand credits and bought a vibro-sword. A decent one though not nearly as good as any lightsaber. Though the kid would be making that anyways. SO al was set and he headed back to the temple to where his student was.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:19 pm
He paces his cell going back and forth back and forth. awaiting any thing that his future had instore.
Hm.... stare
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:20 pm
Draiman: Hmmm?..
He watched the other leave, he was possibly a Master, he didn't know, but sounded like it to me, he adjusted his arms over his chest watching him leave then took his gaze back to the Dark Lord herself.
Draiman: Is he good?...good enough to take Recruits?
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:22 pm
He sat down in the sand and soon had five rocks spinning about his now slightly hover form. His eyes were closed, his legs crossed as he black and white robe-like atire diped and touched the ground a bit. He chanted silently the mantra he always used to focas his mind and emotions. He slowed his heart and breathing.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:23 pm
Atra raised an eyebrow. "I'm assuming you know of Dackk Cashcot," she said. "He's one of my best Knights."
The Dark Lord shifted her position and changed her clasped position to behind her back. She glanced sideways.
"I understand you're still searching for a master?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:25 pm
Draiman looked to the side still where many students where walking about in the distance and focused upon their movements, but was clearly listening to the Dark Lord.
Draiman: That I am......
He licked his lips gently as his gaze upon the movements came to a stop as he blinked and closed his eyes for a few seconds before he opened his eye lids and looked to the Dark Lord.
Draiman: But they all seem to busy with others for me...and I respect that...I don't have much talent to those Appertice that are under their Master's training....
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:30 pm
Dackk noticed that the boy wasn't in his room so he went otside the temple and checked where he last left him. "Ahh" Dackk without touching it threw his lightsaber at the rocks and spun it around the boy wildly cutting through all the rocks turning them in dust. Dackk walked through the floating dust cloud and shoved the boy in a new direction. "We're gonig over here." As he did that he pulled out the sheath and slaped it on the boy, "Fix it how you see fit." And inside the sheath was quite the specimen of Vibro-sword. It was no lightsaber but it did get the initiates used to powerful bladed weapons. It could still cut through an opponent like a hot knife on butter. Call it the "Po-Boys Lightsaber"
dackk of course did not explain this to the student though he knew he would understand. "Apprentices start with these. Then make their own lightsaber when they are ready. And you find your own crystals. No cheating." Dackk nodded towards the kids pocket that was eminatting force energy. When they finally stopped they were at an old site in the ruins of the Korriban desert. Near the Sith tombs. "This seems like a good place to start."
Dackk sat down and looked at the boy. "Show me what you already know."
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:42 pm
He assumed he ment with the sword. HE drew it out of it's sheath and studied it, admiring the weapon. He nodded that he understood and took the sword into the most comfortable position he had found to use swords. He held it in one hand at his said, his arm at a forty-five degree angle. Hitherto he began to spin it between his finger. The hilt fliped over his hand and back into his palm. He had been trained in minor figting arts and his style was a mixture of street combat and trained martial arts. He then displayed these proudly, the style was quite elegant, with many spins and flip moves thrown in, he used the sword as much as possible but he was rather lost with useing it in conjunction with fighting.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:54 pm
Dackk stood up and walked over to his student. He grabbed his free hand and placed it on the bottom half of the sword. He grabbed his primary hand and placed it on top near the hilt. "Don't grab too tightly with the off hand," pointing at what used to be the free hand. "ANd with the primary hand don't grab too tightly either but more so than this hand. And with the primary hand your pinky is barely touching the handle." He then posistioned his feet. "Place 60% of your body weight on the back leg and 40% on the front leg," patting each as he told him, "And make an L-shape. The back legs foot pointing away from you and the front legs foot pointing towards the enemy. Now for the first strike. Hold your sword with your 2 hands level with your belly button and raise up then the cutting edge down on your enemy."
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:59 pm
The position was awkward in comparison to his street style but he stood and held the weapon as told. He commited the stance to memory and then nodded to his master, rasing the sword to the air ahe then brougth the cutting edge down verticly and quickly,"Like that?" He asked making sure he had done it correctly, holding the position where he ended which was the same as where he started.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 5:03 pm
Dackk came close again and said, "Keep your back straight and flow into the attack. Do not let the sword do it. You are doing the attack the sword is in your hands controlled by you. You will leanr soon to become one with your sword and why it is necessary. It is an extension of you. So attack like it was you being the cutting edge." Dackk stepped back and let the boy perform the maneuver once again.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 5:06 pm
He nodded and took a breath, straighting his back as well and preparing for the attack again. He raised the blade once more, his body moved slightly with it, his back remaining straight. He then made the slash downward, his body shifting into the attack as the blade and his body fell into the attacks momvement, ending with his back still straight and his posittion near where he had been shown how to stand.
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