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Opening his eyes to see the three boxes infront of him, his first still floating. Closing his eyes he tried the same thing he did with the first but assoon as he moved away from the first even just alittle it droped acouple of inches. reajusting his position he moved the first box back to its normal hight. Opening his eyes he noticed a couple of the studnet using there hands. Might aswell try it. Raising his arm he felt the first box become almost feather light to what it was before. though it was still straining. Raising his other arm he directed it at the other two boxes though it was harder to raise them even half the height of the first. sharing his energy between the three was draining him more than he had ever thought possible. lowering then all to the same height of about a foot. he found this eaiser but not easy. slowly he began to push then around himself they moved at a snails pace but they were moving. It took all his consentration to keep this up. hoping he would be able to rest soon.

Tobias watched as two more boxes appeared in front of them. Thinking of what Valeera had said before, he couldn't see how hard it should be to move all three. But that was before he tried it. again, he blocked out everything else, just as he did before, but when he opened his eyes, only one was floating, instead of three. He went to set it down physically, but as he reached out to touch it, it moved. A little surprised, he broke concentration, and it clattered to the floor.

Tobias sat and stared at the fallen block as he thought it over. He had easily made it rise again with his mind, but now wondered if it was only his mind that could move the force. Perhaps once one had ahold of it, they could move it with more than just their brains?

Intrigued by the thought, he instead focused on one block, but instead of using his mind, he directed it through his hand. He didn't close his eyes this time, so that he would be able to see. He found that infact, with his eyes open, he could concentrate more, and that he could indeed lift it with his hand; But he still failed to complete the task that was given, which was to move all three blocks, which he hadn't been able to do yet.

Tobias, now using what he'd just learned, kept his eyes open and focused on just one block; It rose in the air easily, directed by his hand. Keeping it suspendid in the air, he then moved part of his attention to the second block. It too rose in the air, hanging next to the first one. Repeating this process, he then made the third block rise in the air; but this time, the first block clattered to the floor, breaking his concentration, making him drop the other two as well. Frustrated, he closed his fists. Stupid blocks he thought, and as he did so, he felt an impowerment, and instead of just one block, all three rose, and begun to spin fastly in a circle, faster, faster, and faster, before flying out in three different directions with such force and speed, that he was lucky he hadn't hit anyone.

Shocked, Tobias quickly lost his anger, which he was unaware that had impowered him, and was replaced with embarresment. He was sure that he would be repremanded for his "outburst", maybe even asked to leave, thinking that he hadn't shown the proper potential, and that they would be disgusted with his performance.

Sieg's eyes snapped open when he heard her. He focused his mind on the the three objects in the box. He did not need to her her speech because he had heard it before more times then he can recall. He pulled the force on to him as much as he possibly could, but was very curious as to why he was so much less powerful then he used to be. He felt a trickle of liquid drop down off of his head and reached his left hand up to touch it. He felt quite a bit of a think liquid substance, but when he pulled his hand away to look at it, he saw blood. His mind quickly flashed back to the crash that met his ship with the planet. He then wondered if his wound was fatal. He wondered again to himself if that kind of thing could possibly affect his force powers....

He quickly rid his mind of the thoughts and began focusing on the force again. He bent as much force power as he could around the three objects in the box and attempted to lift them out of it. He could move them partially but had great trouble lifting them. He strained his mind even more and watched as the three lifted slowly and unstably out of the box. He kept his concentration high on the spheres and did not bother looking at the other people that were attempting this same feat.

Viku glared at his boxes, he was furious at the fact that someone was able to control the boxes better than he. He barely got all three of them up let alone made them spin around him.

As the instructor said her goodbyes for the day Viku turned to look at the other students and see who he would be with.

Hae-den remained seated and in his meditative state untill the instructor had dissmissed the class, he immediately stood up and walked up to her.

Would i be out of place as to ask you if there is a proper meditation chamber open to student, one in which i could got to latter in the hour?

Hae-den's progress with his meditations since he discovered his sense of the force has been far more powerful alone than any other study of the force as of yet. His intentions where to magnify that progress even more though more meditation and martial exercise. knowledge shall be my key to perfection.

Viku stood up and walked down the hallway, He noticed a empty room and decided it would be his. He walked into it and saw the robes on the bed. He quickly changed into them and sat on his bed waiting. "I shall become padawan to the strongest here and thus my power will grow." He remained quiet, only listening to his door and waiting for his next training to start. In his boredom he started to practice lifting his shoes and making them move fast in the air.

Hae-den gracefully reached down and piled the three boxes into his arms and laid them into an improvised puch made from his draping cloak. he quickly followed the instructor with a decent pace, the walk was short and timely.

The room was simple, just the way a meditation room should be quiet, dim, cold, bare. the nature of meditation required no distraction, no image, object or sound that would pull even the slightest focus from the minds internal activities. Hae-den was pleased. he ringed his lips into a modest smile, looked directly into the instructors eyes and said, "perfect."

it was an apology for the inconvenience, a compliment, a thank you, and an honesty all in one single word. nothing else need be said.

Tobias sat in his room, floating a block around. For hours, he tried to tap into his anger once again, but found that there was none. He now was able to move all three blocks around, but not with the same speed that he had been able to earlier. Still, he tried again and again. But after hours, he grew tired and began to get a little frustrated with himself. As soon as he felt himself getting angry, he tried to focus it; not hard to do since anger seemed to give him focus. Soon, he had the three blocks spinning around at the same speed he had attained earlier, if not a tad bit faster. Pleased with himself, he put the blocks down, and decided it was time for bed.