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Aug 22, 2010 22:34:01 GMT -5
Post by saylis on Aug 22, 2010 22:34:01 GMT -5
"While Coruscant has always been considered the heart of the Republic, to some extent, Alderaan has been its soul." -- anonymous holonet author -------------
Though this would be quite unorthodox as to a start for an apprenticeship, during her meditation she had a vision of Alderaan, a small field in fact, with herself and her new padawan meditating inside it. Her vision promptly zoomed out farther and farther back to reveal the capital city it was near and then vanished. As she had been to Alderaan before she remembered the look of the city well, and smiled at her old memories from being a young knight.
So she got herself and her new padawan transport to Alderaan, in two different spacecraft just to give him some time to think. Plus, she just thought it was time for him to meditate on what was to come, he had been through much, even though it had been several months since the events of Vjun, and he had not had a master until now. If he needed to mentally prepare himself he could do so then.
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The two small transport ships touched down in the field of he vision after coming out of hyperspace. Celia was the first to walk out onto the field. She wore her personalized Jedi robes, with it's sleeveless top and simple pants. Her hair flowed free behind her, it seemed to be a red flame behind her hair, moving slightly with a few gusts that seemed to come a go rather quickly over and over again. At her belt she wore her own jade green lightsaber, the blade which she had used to teach another padawan with and helped her get to where she was now. She also carried with her two training lightsabers, which would allow both her and her new padawan to go as hard as they wanted to without too much injury to each other.
She moved to the center of the field and sat down in meditation and closed her own bright eyes. As the gust picked up once more she heard quiet footsteps as her new padawan came closer. She opened her eyes once more to look at him and said a simple tone. "Welcome to Alderaan, Eaon"
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Aug 22, 2010 22:52:41 GMT -5
Post by Eaon on Aug 22, 2010 22:52:41 GMT -5
Master Ceila Saylis. No Battle Master Celia Saylis, a legend amongst those who prided themselves in their Saber Technique. Beautiful and deadly, a combination that gave most people the chills. Yet the fact she was a Jedi in and of itself made it to where she could probably be trusted more than the average sentient out in the stars.
Still though how long had he waited to know his fate? How long had the night haunted him and made his slumber difficult? Eaon was hurting still, how could he not be, all the promise he thought he had, his very inspiration to attempt to do better seemed to be for naught. Yet in all this lonely despair he'd managed to get advice from a member of the council before hand, and though it took some time, Eaon finally regained his ability to meditate fully.
Now would be an interesting test though, one that would truly prove if Eaon had it in him to overcome his sadness and once again step onto a trail of Light. Izumi's spirit guided him along his meditation, somehow, some way Eaon felt closer to her when he did so, and when he relied on the force he felt connected to her. Today he'd have to take up his saber once more to show that his master, Raavin's teachings had not been wasted upon Eaon.
Needless to say as the Transport carried him down to Alderaan Eaon felt pressure. As the ship's voice, which was fitted to sound like a woman announced that Eaon was now arriving on Alderaan he broke for the first time on his trip his meditation. Walking forward Eaon grabbed his saber, as well as the one he'd crafted after his Master's death and placed both at his belt.
Eaon made his way to the bridge of the transport just as it began to climb down through the atmosphere onto the surface of Alderaan. It was Eaon's first time venturing there, and it was as the stories said, very beautiful. It wasn't long before the Ship was down close to the ground and across the field Eaon could see Saylis's transport. She'd arranged for them to travel separately, and why Eaon didn't exactly know, however what was going to come would have to pass and Eaon planned on proving his worth and his master's.
Across the field Eaon marched until he came upon his Master who greeted him. Before saying anything Eaon kneeled down before her and at that moment it occurred to him. Eaon needed a cape, maybe not now, but when he was older he would definitely need a cape to drape over at least one shoulder. However he had business to attend to first and foremost.
"Thank you for the welcome, and the transport Battlemaster Saylis." Eaon responded formally. Saylis could in fact turn him down as an Apprentice probably, and even so Eaon wasn't sure how things were going to play out. He'd just have to watch and wait to see what she had in mind.
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Aug 22, 2010 23:36:22 GMT -5
Post by saylis on Aug 22, 2010 23:36:22 GMT -5
She watched as Eaon came up and kneeled before her and thanked her for her welcome. She took into notice that he was being formal on purpose. She watched his body, she could see his wanting to prove himself in the way that he walked, besides that she could have just dug into his mind, or sensed it, but she did not want to do so, just to make sure her body reading skills were still sharp. Thankfully she was correct. "Relax Eaon, such formalities are not really needed now.", she gave him a gentle smile to try and help along with the relaxing of his mood.
She then stood up herself and motioned for Eaon to do the same. She pulled one of the training blades off of her belt, she handed it over to him, then pulled off the other training blade from her belt. She then back flipped a few meters with a little help of the force. She ignited her training blade and her face lit up with the violet light of it. She then reversed her grip on the blade to her signature reverse grip on the blade, the grip was unorthodox, just like this first training session, but it was familiar to her, and if Eaon watched her hand closely he could see that as well.
"Let's get started Eaon, now what I want you to do, is to do whatever you can to try and try to score just one hit on my body", she gave a challenging smile and motioned with her free hand for him to begin.
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Aug 22, 2010 23:56:17 GMT -5
Post by Eaon on Aug 22, 2010 23:56:17 GMT -5
"I am sorry, but I am quite fond of Formalities." Eaon said standing before accepting the training saber from Saylis. It made Eaon feel rather nostalgic to be completely honest. As Saylis flipped back in an excellent show of acrobatics and from what Eaon could feel a good knowledge of how to efficiently use the force in order to add a particular flair and effectiveness to one's movements. It would be something Eaon would have to pay in mind when engaging Saylis.
She didn't look particularly physically strong either, true she was probably healthy due to her activities and training, but that could be said for Eaon himself as well. True he may not be at the same level as Saylis in power or wisdom, but unlike Saylis, it was probably easier for Eaon to push his limits because they weren't so high yet.
Saylis then gave her instructions, try and score one hit on Saylis's body. Eaon thought about his situation, currently they were on a level field, they could see each other perfectly, and there was nothing preventing Saylis from taking advantage of her obvious advantages. This was not a favorable situation, and though his life wasn't in danger this time, next time it might be a Dark Jedi standing across the way. Eaon knew his former master and trained him to fight well, however Eaon didn't particularly care to fight stupid.
Eaon ignited the blue blade of his lightsaber and lowered his eyes in a steady glare towards Saylis. He wanted to cast the illusion that he was planning a full on strike, then without any transition time what so ever, using the force the best he could, Eaon would sprint off towards the edge of the woods near the field. Eaon had taken plenty of time to observe his surroundings upon landing, he knew that not far from where they were was a river, if Eaon could get there, he might be able to find away amongst the mud and forest to use the world itself as a weapon to try and trick Saylis.
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Aug 23, 2010 16:08:26 GMT -5
Post by saylis on Aug 23, 2010 16:08:26 GMT -5
Jedi were renowned for their speed, and acrobatic prowess when using the force. The Jedi Battlemaster was no especially no exception, in truth, she had nearly perfect control over her body when it came to the force, allowing her to strike harder and faster, and if need me, get away from a situation. However, though it seemed at first her padawan would be foolish enough to try a strait frontal assault, he did no such thing, she watched him use the force as his ally to sprint past her. She turned on her heel quickly, and by judging his direction she believed that he was heading toward the woods. Her smirk broadened, he was clever, it was an old trick but a clever one. If her guess was correct he would be using those woods against her. She was glad he thought of it, he just might make a battlemaster's padawan yet.
Celia moved after him, the force in her limbs, she pushed past her normal athletic limit with the ease of a practiced master. She gained on him, and rather then to slice him from behind as she would if she were taking him down, she rather used in combination her athletics, momentum and the force to catapult herself over him in yet another flip to land about 3 meters ahead of him, and skidded slightly. She then turned to face him, she held her purple blade at her waist height, horizontally with the emitter of the lightsaber at her left hip and the purple blade coming right across. If he stopped to face her, they would likely engage in a few blows, she predicted, if he tried to run her through and score the blow now, she could trip him if she wanted to, but he could still continue this pursuit and jump over her and into the forest. Then this would likely happen again, or she could just hit him herself, but she would prefer him to make the first move. Either way, she stared at her moving apprentice for his choice. As she did so she still knew her three predictions could all be wrong, but she had to wait and see.
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Aug 23, 2010 16:26:25 GMT -5
Post by Eaon on Aug 23, 2010 16:26:25 GMT -5
It was human nature to turn around and see if he was being gained on, however Eaon knew the fate of developing a fighting chance depended on him not doing so just yet. Saylis would be gaining on him, it wasn't something that could be avoided at this point Eaon would just have to move ahead and adapt as necessary. Sure enough right on cue Saylis appeared again in front of Eaon giving him several choices. However it didn't eliminate the possibility of hybrid choices which were often times unexpected and unprepared for. That was in fact what Eaon was aiming for, that which truly wasn't expected.
Darting immediately to his left Eaon ran as best he could up the nearest tree trunk. Springing off back towards the right Eaon used Force Pull to rip tree trunk from the tree itself, creating a mess of splinters and dust. Then using Force Pull Eaon pulled the dirt and dust down with him as he fell throwing the bark towards Saylis attempting to catch her off her guard by blinding her. Shortly there after Eaon would hit the ground and nearly lose balance. Eaon wasn't the best user of the Force, but he needed time to regain his focus before trying anything like that again.
Eaon didn't have time to analyze the situation right now, he needed to solidify his ability to be able to make a run again if he needed to, and that meant a temporary if fleeting offensive. Bringing his lightsaber up until it was horizontally parallel with his neck, Eaon thrust his blade forward towards Saylis. If she parried him towards the left Eaon would use the momentum to try and spin by her and run again, using it just momentarily to get behind her to possibly put her at a disadvantage.
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Aug 23, 2010 16:48:36 GMT -5
Post by saylis on Aug 23, 2010 16:48:36 GMT -5
Eaon took a hybrid of a choice it seemed to her as she whipped her head around to face his new direction when he went to her right, he quickly jumped and broke the tree trunk using the force, sending splinters and dust scattering in several directions all at once. As he descended from his altitude, he brought down all of the previously scattered dust and wood chips down near her, as it would seem, to blind her. On a non-force sensitive individual, this might have been more effective, as she did not need her eyes to sense her surroundings. Still to humor him, she did not move but rather quickly covered her face with her arms to avoid and cuts from the wood chips, but she accidental let the dust get into her lungs, a bad mistake, it left her coughing for a moment. The force then interrupted her with a flash from the surface of her padawans mind as he thrusted at her. She finally turned and saw it coming. Quick as she could she side-stepped to her right and let her padawan's thrust hit empty-air.
Then she decided to have a return strike of her own. She reversed her grip on the purple blade, to the conventional hold and made a simple two- handed downward strike at the hands of Eaon, contact would mean a nasty bruise to his hand, if she missed, it would be of no consequence. After her strike she took a few steps back to give Eaon another chance, if he wanted to probe further into his masters abilities he would have to try harder to get her to do more. She gave him another smirk and with her blade hilt held at chest level with one hand, pointed vertically toward the sky, she motioned for him once more to come at her, she wondered if he would take this as a challenge or not, she was hoping that he would just so she could see him use his blade more to see his own skills, as he might want to see hers, but she was not sure that the latter was correct, regardless she waited.
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Aug 23, 2010 17:01:54 GMT -5
Post by Eaon on Aug 23, 2010 17:01:54 GMT -5
Unsurprisingly Eaon had hit nothing, which had been completely according to plan. What had not been according to plan was the way in which this had happened. Eaon heard the electronic hiss of Saylis's lightsaber and the logical strike would be a killing blow normally. However considering this was training and based solely on a judgment call Eaon determined that it was probably his arms that needed to be defended.
With his left hand Eaon used the force just briefly enough to draw "The Fallen" his purple lightsaber before igniting it. While using a real saber against another at his level or lower would be something that was completely forbidden against the Battlemaster herself to do anything less would probably prove foolish. Besides the way Eaon figured it out it was probably better to over estimate an opponent and expect something more dangerous than underestimate and be surprised. Regardless once The Fallen was drawn Eaon held it in a reverse grip twisting just enough to barely block the strike long enough for Eaon to move his other hand.
The immediate result of trying something like this was Eaon had completely thrown off his balance. Eaon hit the ground rather hard and slid, but didn't take the time to stay down, pulling himself up in a forward motion Eaon darted as fast as he could away from Saylis. Eaon wasn't ready to start using the Force again, and if push came to shove he'd have to improve something quick, but darting past trees and around bushes Eaon was hell bent on getting to the river, he had to find somewhere he could quickly turn the tide of things and as long as there was always solid ground to recover from that would become quiet the issue for the young Jedi.
Eventually Eaon came to a rather large grove of trees. At this point Eaon used the Force to throw his lightsaber forward to singe the bark in several places. The goal was to make it look like in a careless flee he'd managed to make himself easier to track. In reality Eaon cut off in the opposite direction, turning off his blade and pausing behind a tree once he could hear the river not far off. Eaon needed to catch his breath, he was almost ready to start mounting another offensive again.
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Aug 23, 2010 17:47:15 GMT -5
Post by saylis on Aug 23, 2010 17:47:15 GMT -5
Saylis watched as he moved his hand away from his blade in time to draw his own purple blade to block her downward blow, though she thought it was slightly cowardly and not right to use an actual blade unless she instructed it but she let it go as it was not a big deal, the block actually it saved his hands but due to the force she had using two hands it had unbalanced him and he hit the ground, sliding a bit. But, instead of waiting, he seemed to get back up as quickly as he fell, and started to run, again. She noticed that he knew that he could not stand a straight fight with her, and that made her glad that he was not either insane or foolhardy. She then followed after him as he went further into these woods.
She did not use her full extent of her strength in the force as like before it would defeat the purpose of this lesson, he was supposed to score a cut on her, not the other way around. So she went at the speed she had went before at the beginning, but the twists and turns he seemed to take made it difficult to gain on him, in time she came up the the grove which he had already passed, she noticed that there were singed bark on the trees, it led to the idea of a sloppy pursuit. She thought for a second, these signs had not been shown before, so she questioned the sudden change of pattern, it could well be a diversion, or fatigue may have taken a greater hold over him. She bent down to look more closely at the path. She noted that the dirt and grass was not as shifted as the path to the right. He seemed to be covering his thoughts better then he had before or at a farther range, either way, she would have to judge on her tracking skills alone. So she decided to follow the path opposite the scorch marks, determining finally that it had to be a diversion, as he looked to fit to have fatigue take him now.
She moved at a slightly greater speed hoping to cut him off before he reached the river, but in fact, she overshot him slightly, and went directly to the river, she skidded to a stop as she reached the water, it was approximately to her knees where she was standing and she felt that if she went farther down the water current would pick up and the river would deepen. She the extended her senses and she noticed where she had overshot her new padawan, but she chose to let him come to her. She held the purple training lightsaber in the same position she had before he ran for the second time, hilt at chest level, but held with both hands this time with the blade again vertical once more as she waited for him.
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Aug 23, 2010 18:22:48 GMT -5
Post by Eaon on Aug 23, 2010 18:22:48 GMT -5
Eaon felt his heart skip as Saylis made her way by him, his diversion hadn't worked, however his choice in hiding place had. Still once Eaon felt that she was out of ear shot, he ducked down to his knees and crouched away further upstream than the direction he'd seen Saylis go. He'd figured she'd probably realized she'd missed him and was looking for him, so Eaon decided to spend a few minutes thinking about the battle up to that point, not simply thinking ahead. Eaon didn't want to risk Saylis's ability to pick up on his thoughts and figure out his plan.
So far since Eaon had entered the woods Saylis had tried to cut him off from his destination once. In that time Eaon had broken away by attempting to blind her, which in retrospect was a rather foolish idea. However be it to mock Eaon or play along with him Saylis had gone along with the ploy even though she'd accidentally inhaled some of the dust from the attack. Eaon wasn't too happy about being mocked, but at the same time he'd acknowledged the fact that trying to blind someone who had the ability to "see" via the force was a pretty terrible idea.
Additionally once Eaon had broken free from her again Saylis didn't use the force to chase Eaon which had given him time to catch his breath as well as regain the focus and stamina needed to have command of the force for a final assault. Eaon could deduct from this that this was an evaluation as well as a challenge. However the challenge that had been issued was about to be answered.
After going perhaps fifty yards upstream from Saylis Eaon pulled out of the woods into the river, scanning down stream to find Saylis in wait back where he assumed she thought he would pop up. Eaon needed to work fast and quietly to avoid attracting her senses to his location. Pulling out a Utility knife he carried with him, Eaon quickly cut the sleeves off of his robe, and pulled his boots off. Any excess weight had to be gotten rid of fast, because once Eaon was in the water it would become much heavier and reduce his ability to move freely.
Timing would be everything and Eaon knew this as he quickly entered the water ducking behind any rock that broke the surface. The water was cool and fast towards the middle which was exactly what Eaon needed. However this was a double edged sword in that if Eaon's timing was off the water would drown his lightsaber and it would fail to ignite at the right time. This would also mean that when Eaon made his move he'd have to roll to get the water clear of the blade as soon as humanly possible.
Eaon proceeded in this manner of ducking and covering until he was within twenty five yards of Saylis. At this point Eaon closed his eyes and let the Force take over before ducking underwater and pushing himself into the current. The current pulled Eaon along faster than his feet could, and it kept Eaon completely quiet. For anyone who wasn't a Jedi an attack like this would probably be sure death, but for a Jedi it might just venture out into the field of annoying.
Once Eaon found himself several yards in front of Saylis's location his foot hit the sand and using the force Eaon lept from the water igniting his saber after his body passed a foot off the surface. Then using the force while he was in mid air, Eaon threw his saber towards Saylis trying to catch her off guard. Eaon expected her to deflect the blade and hoped to catch it again while he was falling. The hope was to attack her twice in an instant both from the water and the air hoping she would only have the ability to respond to one.
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Aug 23, 2010 18:52:39 GMT -5
Post by saylis on Aug 23, 2010 18:52:39 GMT -5
Celia cast her mind out around her to continue her search for her apprentice, but all she was met with were vague thoughts about previous actions and an undetermined location. She nodded to herself mentally, glad that he could conceal his thoughts so well. She looked around her surroundings for any sort of clue to his location. She turned around twice to get a complete view and to double check it. She noticed bits of sleeves and boots near the side of some rocks quiet a distance away from her. She looked closer to them and pulled up a mental image of Eaon in her head, then with a bit of surprise she realized they matched. Only moments before the event occurred she realized slightly to late what Eaon had planned.
As Eaon exploded form the water and traveled close to her she watched his lightsaber blade arc closer and closer to her. She quickly clipped her blade to her belt and deactivated it in a matter of seconds with aid of the force. She then turned to see the blade close to her, so she prepared herself, and with both hands she caught the blade, and started absorbing the energy. She felt refreshed in seconds, and stronger in the next, but she knew she could only absorb so much. She then took one hand off the blade, grabbed the hilt, and deactivated it.
She looked at her apprentice, "Very good"she said to him. She clipped the training blade to her own belt. She then looked at him, she wondered whether he would choose to continue this or not. She pulled her original training blade off her belt with her right hand and activated it in one swift motion, she moved up to him with blinding speed, showing her full abilities for a fraction of a second. She pointed the blade at his throat, "This lesson I believe can be over for now, as we do have some more things to discuss that don't necessarily need...lightsaber to lightsaber combat". She deactivated the training blade and clipped it back to her belt. Then with her other hand she gave him back the training blade she had given him originally.
She then walked to the open clearing that came before the trees next to the river bank. She had much energy inside her at the moment and she closed her eyes to transfer the energy through her body back to the life below her, once she was finished she motioned for Eaon to come closer and stand next to her.
"Eaon, I want you to look out around us and tell me what you see", this might be considered strange due to the fact they just finished a combat exercise, but as she said, she was choosing to go to a different subject.
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Aug 23, 2010 19:05:57 GMT -5
Post by Eaon on Aug 23, 2010 19:05:57 GMT -5
Saylis had in fact managed to stop Eaon's attack and ability to counter attack again in a single move that had given Eaon the ability to declare some form of moral victory. However if the situation had been real combat, Eaon would have been finished. Eaon barely even heard Saylis tell him he'd done a good job over the sound of his body landing in the river which nearly pulled Eaon off balance again.
As Saylis exited the water Eaon followed and received his training blade again. Eaon didn't particularly know why she kept insisting on giving him a fake Saber, he had a real one, and while he wasn't the best swordsmen ever he was far from the worst. Especially if the combat was over, but still he decided to listen. After all how many Jedi had fallen due to thoughts like that, but he had a surge of confidence back, already Eaon was feeling like his hold self again. He was able to train today, both mentally and physically and it was it had retrieved his mind, like a drizzled afternoon clears the air.
"Battlemaster Saylis." Eaon responded with Saylis's formal title again, although it seemed now even to Eaon to be somewhat unnecessary. His thoughts for this were that often times it felt as if warriors communicated through their combat, and Eaon felt more familiar despite having said maybe ten words to Saylis ever. "Before me I see a forest, and sand. If I look hard enough I might see the field we started in and if I look up the sky. Behind me more sand and the River." Eaon answered not quiet sure if she meant "What did he see" as in visually or what did he see as in spiritually. Ultimately though the location really hadn't visually mattered to Eaon, Rivers had water and water was important to Eaon. Water was the one element that he manifested his definition of the force with. Something calm yet powerful, that had no shape and encompassed everything.
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Aug 24, 2010 0:02:05 GMT -5
Post by saylis on Aug 24, 2010 0:02:05 GMT -5
Celia nodded as he finished his sentence. What Eaon said technically was correct in the fact that this was their surroundings, it wasn't exactly the message she was trying to get at, but that was okay, she needed to explain, as was her duty as a master.
"Eaon, you are correct that this is what you can see. But, it is not seeing., she looked right at him as she spoke.
"The force is in everything, in the plants, in the flora and fauna, and in ourselves. Life breeds the force, and eventually we all become part of the force, and in this way we never truly disappear. Clinging to what was, is pointless, if you can listen to the life around you, it can help center yourself from distractions to get a better view of yourself. Then you can truly see, some like miralukas, such a task is easy, but for others, it is much harder. That is my next lesson for you. Now I want you to try, meditate, listen, and then you can see.", she told him evenly.
She then closed her own eyes and began her own meditation, she sat cross-legged on the ground. She extended her senses, she felt life, she felt peace in the natural rhythm of Alderaan. This world truly was a beacon of peace, it just was natural, and the perfect place for a lesson like this. She smiled at this inner peace she felt from the environment, she then opened her eyes and took a look at her padawan to see how he was doing.
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Aug 24, 2010 3:28:50 GMT -5
Post by Eaon on Aug 24, 2010 3:28:50 GMT -5
It was as Eaon had thought, she wasn't referring to what he'd physically seen, but rather that spiritual field that all Jedi were acutely aware of. As the feeling of the rush from combat ended, Saylis continued to lecture about the force and how it was in everything and was everywhere. Was there seriously anyone within the Republic, Sith Empire, The Dark Jedi, or anywhere that seriously believed in denying this ultimate truth of the Galaxy? Maybe there were just somethings in life that Eoan could never understand, but then again that was the life of a Jedi, seeking an understanding to these questions not battle or power.
"Yes...Master." Eaon said finally though it was difficult at first. Eaon knew in his heart though that he could not continue on clinging to his Old Master, it was as Saylis had said. Eaon must release and then, perhaps only then could he truly start down the road of recovery. Besides the connection Eaon felt with the Force in battle reminded him somewhat of his former master. To a non-jedi the term would be Nostalgia, however Eaon had long since given up the idea of such a phenomenon existing outside of the power of the Force. Eaon didn't believe in coincidence or nostalgia, chance or luck. There truly was only the force.
Eaon made his way back away from Saylis and to the middle of the river atop a flat, mostly submerged rock. The top was dry and it wasn't hard for Eaon to get atop it. From there Eaon made his way into the center of the rock and closed his eyes, and began to increase his connection to the Force. Deeper and deeper Eaon's mind and body fell into a slumber that was as a portal into a newer, safer, and simpler world that was perhaps the most complex thing in existence. Simple yet Complex.
It didn't take long, just briefly before Eaon passed into what he "Materialized" in his mind he felt the soft yet ever present feeling of his fallen comrade and fellow Jedi Izumi. Though it wasn't particularly distressing to Eaon, if Saylis focused on him at all she could probably notice his heart skipping a beat at just that instance when her existence within the force became noticed to Eaon. Just as quickly as it would be there though, it would be gone again. Just a second in time. After that Eaon would notice a warmth to himself and a warmth to the air around him. Not hot though, but comforting. It was like being completely submerged in a bath, only you would be able to breathe. In any direction any motion made would ripple and everyone submerged would be able to notice it no matter how slight. To Eaon this was the true representation of the Force, and this is why he chose to Meditate in the River as opposed to on land. He felt somewhat closer this way.
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Aug 24, 2010 13:18:14 GMT -5
Post by saylis on Aug 24, 2010 13:18:14 GMT -5
When Saylis opened her eyes she saw her padawan on a stone in the middle of the river. She noticed the difference in mentality between them, while she can connect to the force in a grove, in the gentle motions of the earthen forces, he finds his element in water, as shown right now. She smiled a true smile, as this was part of his essence, and judging from his posture right now, he had reached a deep connection with the force and himself, she decided to best leave him continue his visions, for as long as he needed. She knew all about Vjun, and at this moment, he could beginning his self recovery, right now. So instead, she decided to connect herself again to the living force, then she closed her own eyes once more.
As she extended her senses out once more in meditation, she felt the animals around her again, their basic senses, the needs for life, and the plants with their basic existence, she let herself meld further and further, she felt her apprentice's presence as well, which meant he was successful in her lesson as she thought previously, it only confirmed her assumption.
She sighed in relaxation, then pulled herself out of meditations after a fair bit of time, and pulled out her comlink and spoke into it to connect to the pilot, as she had instructed one pilot to return to Coruscant and the other to remain here to take the two passengers home. "Can you be ready to prepare the ship for take off, we may not be much longer", she said into the comlink. "Yes Master Jedi", was the reply. "Thank You", she said and shut off the comlink. She then waited by the river side for her apprentice to come out of meditation, and once she checked the time by the sun of this world, they had been meditation for an hour and a half, though it seemed much much shorter.
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REMINDING THE MORTAL OF DEATH
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Aug 24, 2010 13:38:57 GMT -5
Post by Eaon on Aug 24, 2010 13:38:57 GMT -5
Once, a long time ago when he was just starting his training with Master Raavin, Eaon was taken to see an orchestra play on Coruscant. There the water, the lights, and the very show itself came to life in such away that was spectacular, but there was something else a subtle feeling that over took everything and truly lit up the night. The music itself and the way the water seemed to move through it and around it.
In Eaon's mind he could never figure out which was best suited for a Jedi to be considered. If his original thoughts were correct then the Jedi were merely sound the sound of the Orchestra, a reflection of the time that they were alive and the force bent to them supplying them with what they needed to live in true beauty. That would mean that even the Jedi passed as quickly as that sound that rang out in the concert halls that night and stuck with Eaon forever. And within his meditation, Eaon could almost, vaguely make out that song again.
Finally after searching his mind, Eaon opened his eyes and the silence that had become completely blank was quickly replaced by the powerful rush of water that encompassed everything around him. Eaon's felt felt warm against the stone as he stood up from his meditation, yet the stone was cooled, the sun had moved. Time had passed again, in the euphoric connection of the Soul to the Force, time had not stopped. Time could never stop, the ticking of a clock was the sound of life itself, and they were perhaps a second in time on that clock.
Eaon let the force run through him again, he felt it in his blood and bones, it tingled as it flowed through his skin, and though he was sure it was just in his head, Eaon's eyes felt as though they were a more intense color than before. For the first time in a long time, Eaon's body felt lite and when the Force aided his muscles in lifting him from the rock over the water and onto the sandy shore, Eaon barely even noticed.
Before Eaon addressed Saylis he made his way back up stream a way and retrieved his boots and sleeves before making his way back to Master Saylis. Eaon didn't want to leave something material near by to taint the material stream of the Force that to Eaon was his river. Once Eaon was closer to Saylis again he bowed his head quickly and said merely two words. "I'm ready."
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Aug 29, 2010 11:22:50 GMT -5
Post by saylis on Aug 29, 2010 11:22:50 GMT -5
Celia smiled as she saw her padawan wake from his meditation, he seemed much more relaxed now then when he got here, she could feel it coming off him, a type of inner peace that can flow to Jedi from the force. Then he went and retrieved his boots and sleeves that he had removed previously to attempt his plan in the water, she watched him closely as he returned and stood before her. "I'm ready", she heard him say. Her smiled stayed on her face as she put her hand on his left shoulder. "Yes, Eaon, I believe you are.", she replied back to him. She then spoke into the comlink telling the ship to come and get them for departure, as they were not that far away, the one ship took to the air and came back around to land near their current position, but still ready to take-off once they board the ship.
Saylis moved forward at a normal speed, not in a hurry of any kind. She was certain that her padawan would follow her lead in a few moments, so she did not look back. Celia also wondered if Eaon would understand the symbolism of the fact they now traveled in only one transport, rather then two. That was one of her main goals in doing what she did earlier that day. She boarded the transport, and waited a moment for Eaon to take his seat on the transport as well. She knew that the river meant something to him, especially with the connection he just had.
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REMINDING THE MORTAL OF DEATH
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Aug 29, 2010 22:26:51 GMT -5
Post by Eaon on Aug 29, 2010 22:26:51 GMT -5
Eaon paid little mind to Saylis's choice of words as they started heading back through the forest. Everything was alive here and it was really much more beautiful when you didn't have someone with a lightsaber hot on your ass. Through the leaves and foliage Eaon heard one of the transports lift off and leave. That meant that he and Saylis had to share a transport back home. Eaon knew that meant that he'd passed whatever test she'd set up for him.
Eaon smiled to himself and stayed close behind Saylis. Somehow Eaon felt as if the river and pulled the shame from his body and redeemed him. As Eaon made his way onto the transport he found his seat and took out "The Fallen" his purple saber crafted from Izumi and Raavin's crystals. Flipping it in his hand, Eaon looked back out the window and for the first time smiled blade in hand. If someone were to peer into his mind at that moment, they'd come away with the impression that Eaon felt he was ready to make a mark for the better on the Galaxy in the name of his fallen comrades.
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