Beginnings -Open-

[Foxfire]

Missions were up and coming and Cho Wroth had to test himself. In all efforts of himself he tried honed his skills. Destruction, telekinetic, and saber his three greatest areas. His mouth and intellect would not be strained much for these next sith missions others were given that area and so be it. Cho had came to the realization that many did not care nor would care for what and who he was. A beast and a weapon of the sith is what he had first chosen to be and now that placement coming to a reality.

At the outside and abandoned training court, which most of the young sith have termed it because Cho had basically taken living at,was called traitor's hole, and now was stretching is power levels in destruction. He had dragged large broken sections of wreckage there and worked his skills upon them. Two inch reinforced metal, permacrete, blast shielding, and droids of various sized and construction felt his wrath and was twisted and burned and tossed even crushed under Cho's power.

This was an on going thing for the last three weeks. The only time did he leave that training court yard was to eat and get more scrap to train on. As he dragged more and more back to the canyon court yard did many wait for him to pass by then they would mock him and scorn him for bring a traitor and a failure of a sith. What was his response? It was nothing for he had became so focused on this training that all other things were going ignored, even the other sith who would hurl both food and comments at him when their egos were not satisfied.

On this day he had just reentered the court yard after taking a construction droid and a hover barge into the desert for rock material so that he could test out his force lighting and other telekinetic skills on. He was simply siting in the middle of five fighter craft sized boulders. A heavy strain was upon his face. It also showed in his posture that he was slightly bent forward. A few would notice that each of the boulders were lifted just a few inches off the ground. Nothing spectacular just three inches each. Yet one was ever so slightly rolling in it's place. Finally tiring Cho let them fall with a thud, which echoed and vibrated the ground. Breathing heavily Cho rose and then went over to a basin and dipped some water to drink. Taking a bit to drink and pouring the rest of the ladle upon his head and naked upper torso, which was marked and scared. Many of which were old but the X marked circle upon his chest was even now still off color to his darkened skill shown freshly the mark of a traitor. Snorting he traced the scar. Turning ever so swiftly he let loose a blast of force lighting so hot and pink with the thickness of a child's arm. The blast flew past the boulders and slammed into the far back wall making a glasses scar of the same mark upon his chest.

[Foxfire]

Letting his shoulders sag and taking a rsting step back the breathed out deeply. He took a minute to let his body catch back up after releasing that much force through his system. Rotating his head and popping the bones in his neck he turned back upon the large stones that he brought. Walking up to one and touched it. The feel of the stone upon is hand felt good. He let the force wrap it's self around the boulder quickly. Touching it help him to gain a quicker hold upon it and a firmer focused hold as well.

Then he turned and stretched out to the glassed scar upon the far wall still glowing hot. Reaching out in the force he tied his force upon this as well. Once he had a firm hold upon the glassing he started to pulse force energy around the scaring. Slowly he worked the force surges to break it from the wall. As each piece broke free he pull them close and retied to another part of the scar. Doing this made for a two fold work. One he strenthened his destruction skills and the other worked his focus which was teathered to his kinetic strength. Also it gave him matterial to reuse in keeping the Temple in good condition.

After ten minutes of doing this he left go of the force. Breathing hard again he walked over to get him some more water to drink and reflect on how well his focus was and check on the glassed pieces that sat near the water container.

[Miri Mojito]

Tessa had been here now, studying in the sith temple, fer what seemed like a life time. Her mistress had left, for a training exercise with the other padawan, and had not returned. So now in their stead she had spent countless hours in practice awaiting their return so that she could continue her training properly. In this time she had been beaten and humiliated, pushed and abused, but it was all needed, every torment, every anguish, it did to feed her own anger. Since her fall from the jedi Order Tessa had believed herself to be more powerful than she was before.

Today like many other though her meditation was interrupted. As always by a thunderous crash and the chaotic burn of electricity. Some days it had been louder and more disruptive, today was not particularly so, but still she found herself annoyed to the point of standing up and storming out of the temple to discover the source of the disturbance, and end it if need be.Despite the Miraluka's fall to the darkside she still held a calm mind, and on a normal day she would have ignored the intrusion on her quiet like she had so many times before, Today however she had been at the mercy of a particularly cruel mentor, and had been left in a frazzled and worked up mess of nerves.

Tessa's bare feet made no sound as she moved swiftly across the stone floors of the temple. The floors were cold and hard, and a lingering power seemed to radiate from the stones causing her to walk on her toes. She usually enjoyed the sensation she got from walking on these floors, but today, now, she had no time to enjoy it.

In her time here she had learned the layout of the temple and now could easily make her way anywhere with ease, so it was no surprise when she burst out into the hot korriban sun only moments after having left the solace of her meditation. Outside the ground was hot and dusty, providing a new sensation to the young woman's feet. Outside the sound of metal being burned with electricity was louder, and she was able to determine where it had come from.

She passed several other sith who proceeded to taunt her and one even daring to throw a rock at her. "Jedi Traitor" they called her, but she had no time for them, and they were just acolytes, they had no power, and so without a sideways glance she sent a quick force push out towards the youths knocking them to the ground. Stupid children she thought while spiting in disgust, There masters should teach them better.

Moments later she rounded a final corner coming into an open training area, where a sith had been causing damage to the wall at the far end. He had stopped now, naturally of course now that she was out here, but that would not save him from her wrath. What did save him was who he was. It had taken Tessa a moment to realize, but this man was Cho Wroth, he had been an acquittance of her mistress's master, Shard. She had suddenly realized that she had made a terrible mistake, this was a man that had earned the respect of her mistress and was not to be trifled with. The dominion had fallen, but Tessa knew where her loyalties still were.

"Master Wroth... I am sorry for interrupting you..." She spoke in a hushed tone almost in a subservient manner while lower her head respectfully. This had been a complete 180 from her previous disposition, but it was how she had been trained, and how she would be.

[Foxfire]

Taking in the cool water and letting his focus wander about the training area he felt a distribed and angry pressonce within the force coming toward his location. Lately towards Cho many a Sith were often angry at him for no other reason than he was marked as a traitor of the sith. His emotions were calmed by the work out he had just finished. So when this one rounded the corner Cho was a deathly calm within the force, ready to defend. It was not like he had ever really had to fight anywho came near and screamed and shouted at him, spat on him or tried some weak minded force skill.

The being that came around at first was not fully familuar to him, yet when the winds brought her scent to him he remembered a bit about her. The pharomones he caught from her sweat glossed skin showed that she had been upset and truly angry about some thing. For her to come this far from the temple to this ruined traning ground this one thing had to be the noise he was making.

"Master Wroth... I am sorry for interrupting you..."

Her words and physical demeanor had fully changed as she saw who he was. It was the first time in a very long while that any being had showed him any respect. Even the word master was comfoting to him.

He waved her over and filled a gobblet of pure ice cold water for her.

Here take and drink the sun out here will dry you out if your not careful.--pointing to the debrie--Sorry for the noise, but I is needed to gather a few things for the maintance of the temple. Besides it also works out what frustrations you'd have as well.

Going near to the glassed scarred wall Cho reached out his hand and tied his force powers around the fractures of the wall. Expanding the gap VIA is telekinitc powers a large section of the glassed scar gave way and broke free from the wall. The fifteen foot section floated in the air over to the other fragments on a near-by hovor barge.

Sighing heavily and letting the force calm again.......It's almost enough for today. To bad I could not get more help with it. More hands lighter load. Yet they are only focused on themselves at the moment. If they had to endure what I have had put against me then maybe the Sith would conquer the Jedi with greater ease.

Going back to the water jug and pouring out some water for himself he sat down upon the dirt of the training floor. With a small poof of a cloud of dust Cho sighed again. Catching himself and remembering his guest he reached out with the force and dragged a flattened piece of rock, which weighed no more than three hundred or three fifty pounds. Waving her to sit he spoke again.

Is your training going well enough to come visit someone like me? Or has the noise I made move you to action?

[Miri Mojito]

Tessa Hesitated a moment before proceeding towards Cho. She had suddenly felt so awkward and aware of herself, and angry for her tantrum. If anyone here deserved to make any noise it was certainly this man, and no one should have authority to stop him, especially her.

Each step Tessa took seemed to be a mile as she anticipated disciplinary action for her intrusion. She knew, or at least felt that now she was in the wrong, and only hoped that Master Wroth would forgive her. Upon hearing his words however she stopped cold in her tracks. He had offered her a drink of water, and even an apology for the noise. Though her time here had been short Tessa had almost forgotten what kindness, in any form had felt like. She had been honored with punishments and harsh trials, all for the goal of making her better than she had been. This was odd now, foreign, but still...nice.

She kept her force aided gaze low as she approached closer taking up the goblet in both hands. "No Master Wroth I am sorry.. I had been far to quick to assume that you were some careless individual simply causing damage... I should have realized..." She cut herself off now, fearing that she was speaking far too much. For a moment the Miraluka dared to raise her sight higher to see how Cho had responded, but instead was treated to a sample of his power.

She marveled for a moment at his control over the very stone of the academy walls, pulling pieces free, and moving them with little trouble. She had always been proud of her own telekinetic abilities, though she had not the focus to work on this large of a scale. Tessa was simply combative with her power, able to send many objects flying great distances, or even crush objects of great strength, but what Cho had accomplished was surely a true feat of power.

".......It's almost enough for today. To bad I could not get more help with it. More hands lighter load. Yet they are only focused on themselves at the moment. If they had to endure what I have had put against me then maybe the Sith would conquer the Jedi with greater ease."

For a moment Tessa was lost on words. She knew how strong an adversary the jedi could be, but had learned how much more powerful the sith were, at least some of them. She wanted to say something, find some way to redeem herself for her temper, whether master Wroth had knowledge of it or not. Suddenly she found herself speaking. "I think they lack... discipline master..." She nearly dropped her cup at her impertinence. Such an accusation was bad enough, but to utter it out loud was certainly terrible. She had been taught better than to say such things, though she knew her mistress often thought the same way.

Tessa waited a small moment before speaking again. "If it would please you I would certainly assist in anyway I could."

Again Cho demonstrated his power for her, this time by dragging a slab of rock almost effortlessly across the ground. Tessa could tell that it weighed a considerable amount by the sound it made as it slid on the dry Korriban dirt. He had also gestured for her to sit, like an equal. Tessa again hesitated, but quickly did as she had been gestured to do. Her bare feet did little to disturb the ground that she walked on, and cast only the tiniest of dust trails, before she found her place on the stone to sit. Her posture was still one of subjugation as she sat on her knees keeping her head low. Her hands still clasped the cup that she had been given, almost lovingly now. Its contents still undisturbed, still pure. She could smell the water and it was something she wanted to savor.

"My studies are going well Master Wroth. I have spent countless hours pouring over all the scriptures i can get my hands on... training everyday with anyone who will teach me..." Some days finding a trainer was harder than others as few seemed interested in sharing knowledge with an ex-jedi. Again she dared to look up this time taking her chance to ask a question of her own. "I have not seen you around much... And I've heard rumors that you are a traitor... This is all to do with Master Shard?" She took a quick sip from her cup now, enjoying the cooling sensation in her mouth, and the sweet taste of the clean water.

[Foxfire]

She had asked to help and Cho thought it through and desided that it would be a good measure of her skills in a primal setting. After all she did say too that she had been training and studying as much as possible. He was going to say some thing else when the topic of the non-rumor came up and every thing had to be put on the back burners.

The rumors are true from a certian point of view. Lady Renata did indeed mark me as a traitor, yet I'm not one. We have a history that was not a pretty one. It was during my force fits. A Jedi had managed to crack the force blocks that my previous master had place in my brain when I summitted to her will. As a result I started to loose control and it was only after Shard helped remove them did I start to recover.

She never like me and I thought she would look very fine on the end of a Jedi's saber. So with my current lack of focus and control she expelled me from the temple. What length of time was not said. So on coming back with others that I thought would help with the movement of the order I was seen as a traitor. The only way for me to rejoin was to be marked so.

With those words he leaned back showing the pale pink scar upon his gray reptilian chest. Sighing heavy he swallowed the last of his water in his cup and stood.

Yet with the success of the few missions I've been on I have yet to be acepted by anyone other than those few who knew me before the marking.

....

Well putting the past aside for the moment I would like to see how you are in the force. Let's try a few easy drag and drops. Collect the three pieces of glassings near the wall from where you are sitting. Then we'll try some thing harder.

[Miri Mojito]

Tessa nodded her head at Cho Wroths command. Moving the large shards of glass would prove little challenge for the Miraluka, but she wanted to make sure she was absolutly careful with them, she had learned from Lady Madora that in such a task any scratch could be punished severly. Though she had never actually moved glass before she had been made to move other objects by her mistress, often times failure and punishment was guaranteed, most likely to assist in breaking her will.

She took one more sip from the cup, this time a little longer than the first enjoying the contents of it as if it could be the last time. One thing she had learned for sure since arriving here was to enjoy everything she had been given, because at times she could have absolutly nothing and even a single cup of water was priceless. Once satisfied however she placed the goblet down next to her and looked over to the glass shards in question.

Through the force she could see the energy still burning in them from when Master Wroth had seared the rock in their creation. It was that kind of power that she longed to have, Despite her longing for more power she was still very adept in her own usage of the force. Gently Tessa raised her right hand, palm down, pointing her fingers in the direction of the glass. As her arm raised so too did one of the shards. SO smoothly did it raise that not even the tiniest cloud of dust raised from its movement.

She held the piece of glass for a moment, allowing it to spin gently, before raising her other hand palm up. In this fashion she had created a telekinetic basket as it were using the force. Gently she directed the first piece of glass into the telekinetic grasp of her other hand before pointing her right hand at a second piece. This one was nearly twice the size of the first, but still within her limits of control. She demonstrated this by lifting it in a similar manner as the first, allowing it to gently spin as well, and then come to a rest in the grasp of her second hand.

The third piece proved more difficult as she now focused on seperating the original two pieces while holding them steady, as well as lifting the third. It was true that the Miraluka was very skilled in telekinetic usage, her focus had always been combat oriented. Delicate, sustained procedures like this had never been her strong point. Still she continued to try, and after a few failed attempts managed to lift the third piece and bring it to a hovering rest next to the other two.

It took another moment or so for her to move the three shards and lay them next to the ones that Master Wroth had already moved, but she had managed to complete the task. Tessa had a sudden feeling of pride for her accomplishment, even as a jedi she would have not been able to do this, but now here as a sith she had not only managed it, but managed it well.

A gentle smile crossed the womans lips before she turned her blind gaze back to master wroth. "I still have much to learn... But I have come a great way from where I was..." A small pang of embarasement shot through her now at the realizattion that she had been fishing for praise for her deed. That was not the way she had been taught, and surly if Lady Madora had heard that she would have been punished.

[Foxfire]

Cho watched visibly with his eyes for a few moments watching her facial expressions and body. Then he closed his eyes when he was satisfied with her outward demeanor. Felling her with in the force seeing how she worked the glass shards. It was obvious that she was nervous about doing well. He could smell her fear rise a bit. Her master was more obvious about her being perfect then having her confidence and skill honed in every day workings.

Also he noticed that she must be more fight or flight skilled as well. She needed these off times to hone and sharpen her focus upon using her skill as if she worked with it not used it only when fighting. An every day skill is often better and a skill that is only used when your life is in danger. She needed a new direction to train in.

Upon watching her finish....Good it was well enough.

Cho could tell she wanted as most do praise when they were faced with a problem out of their norm, that though was not Cho's place.

Opening his eyes and looking at her.....Your skill seems to be more fitted for combat than every day work. It is a shame though, because if you were to use your skills to do things like this then your focus and mind would have no doubts as to their ability.

Opening himself to the force with out moving he let his force flow out as if it was tendrils. Writhing and thrashing in the air and upon the ground Cho slowly reached out to the large rock she was upon. Letting each tendril wrap around the base of the rock. With a great sigh he heaved on the rock making it slide toward him. As it moved Cho only showed a slight twitch in his right eye. Anger and pain of past memories flowed back and forth in his memory giving him a greater focus and raising his connection in the force. He let it stop with in a foot of himself.

A half held breath escaped from his mouth as he calmed his mind and steadied the flow of the force which was still writhing around him.

When you have a better under standing of the force and the connection you have with it anything can be done. A first step is to feel your force connection to objects....pointing to a small glassed shard still embedded in the wall....Go over to it and touch it search out it's structure find it's flaws and weakness. Once you have found them then ease not force your force between those gaps that would allow you to break it free from the wall but not to crush the shard.

Cho got up and went over to another shard a bit further down. Reaching out with his hands palms out and in the force Cho slid his force in the very narrow and almost closed gaps. Giving a great sigh he started to close his fingers as if he was sinking his clawed fingers into the soft flesh of a living creature. Once it was to where he wanted them then he gave a slight flare of his force pushing the gaps open further till the rock started breaking free. With a pop and a crunch of breaking stone Cho removed the glassed shard.

Letting it gently down to the ground Cho turned to her.

When you get use to this type of use of your force skills then your combat skill will be more refined and stronger. For you won't have to think you would simply do.

[Miri Mojito]

For a moment Tessa sat in silence, reflecting on MAster Wroths words. It was no secret that she was, and had always been, combat oriented She had never really thought of normal practical applications. The idea had always seemed so, less than spectaular, while combat had always been exciting. Given her current display though she could see Master Wroths point and perhaps it would be time to learn a new means to utilize the force.

She had little time to dwell on this new thought however as suddenly her boulder began to shift. It had not moved fast, but the sudden start had caught her off guard and she staggered a bit using her hands to hold her in an upright position. Master Wroth had done this, perhaps to show her how easily something like this could be achieved with the right training. The boulder itself had moved smoothly, niether accelerating or slowing down, it was just moving. Tessa knew that such an act took a great deal of control and focus, but looking at Cho she could see that it barely phased him.

Once the boulder had stopped moving Tessa slid off onto the disty ground. She took amoment to pat down her white skirt so as to shake free the trace amounts of orange dust that had found thier way onto it. That was one of the terrible things of this planet, the orange dust got everywhere.

She listened intently as Cho spoke, he was teaching her now. He was going to show her something new, or better how to improve something she already knew. Either way it was exciting for the Miraluka. Any opportunity to become more powerful was an opportunity she would sieze. "Yes, Master Wroth" Her voice was soft and full of obedience and she bowed her head while she spoke.

Tessa wasted not a second before turning and making her way excitedly over to the wall, Master Wroths words still fresh in her mind. Every step she took towards the wall kicked up another small cloud of dust, but she was not worried about it now, not while she was completing a task. Upon arriving at the shards of glass still fresh in the walls Tessa held out a hand and placed it gently on the surface. The glass felt cold to the touch, but burned with a deeper energy, resignating from the force that had seared it into existence.

At first she was tempted to simply pull the glass free of the wall, but doing so would no doubt ruin its structure, either fracturing it or grinding it into dust. She also thought about using the force to cut into the rest of the wall, freeing the glass with no damage. But this had not been her instruction. Instead she was suppsoed to manipulate the glass without breaking it, so that she could ease the fragile material free of its stone prison. She frowned a moment as she continued to feel the glass, searching for its points, its corners and edges, any place where it made contact with the stone.

It had taken several moments of deep thought and searching through the force, but eventually Tessa found, what she suspected to be, one of the fault lines behind the glass. Obviously when Cho had Surged the stone wall with electricity the heat had condensed the material into glass, and that kind of shrinking would cause the new material to break free of the stone. Again she wanted to simply force the object free, but that would defeat the purpose of the exercise, so instead she continued to feel it, learning how deep it went and how to explot these gaps between the rock and glass.

Slowly the Miraluka began to penetrate between the glass shard and the stone wall with her own energy. Snaking first one way then another, gently pushing her influence till she surounded the entire piece of glass with herself. The entire affair had been a slow and rather intimate process for Tessa, as she had managed to touch every inch of the glass through the force, feeling it in the same manner that one might feel a lover.

Finally though she had it in her grasp, and she would need to move it free. The rockface however had different ideas, and wanted to hold onto the shard just as badly as she wanted to free it. Tessa would apply her energy to one side, only to have the rock tighten up on the other as if it conciously defied her. Still she pulled on it gently, and even began pushing against the rock itself, resiting its urge to hold the shard. Finally though after a very delicate struggle she pulled the glass free, leaving an open and visible crater in the wall.

Tessa placed the glass gently on the ground leaning it up against the wall. What she hadn't noticed was that in her attempt to be gentle, and to not cause damage she had effectivly controlled many aspects of both the shard and the rock face without additional thought. She had supported, and braced the rocks, Protected and cradled the glass. It had been many delicate actions at once.

She could see how this kind of mastery would have granted her the ability to overwhelm her opponents with force based presicion rather than brute and un needed strength. She turned now nodding to Cho. "I understand what you mean Master Wroth. With proper control one canwork in a manner that is more destructive than even the most powerful unfocused blast."

[Foxfire]

Cho watched as she felt the glass shard. Letting her force flow over every inch of it. Yet with in her focused force ability he saw streams of light mixed within all that she was doing. A silent hiss was uttered in his throat. The taint of a jedi's light side made Cho's focus sharpen and a hatered for what a jedi did to him rose within him.

He had been fine he tought he had been whole. If it was not for the Jedi at Subterrel messing with his mind he would have never known what his former master did to him and now he would not doubt himself, his powers, and manners. He focused with in him self as saw still that area of taint of the light side buried deep in him. More hatred began to rise deep from with in him from the very beast that was his personna one that every one mocked.

He had tried hard to cage it bind it as his mind was bound and fettered. Yet this new creature was not him kind hearted and peaceful. He was breed for battle for the bloodlust of an unending war. Now look at him weak looking minding manners not killing and removing those who were not his equals that mocked him or fettered him down like some stava for breeding.

More rage rose in his being. He could feel the female nearly done finding those weakness and using them to her advantage. She would not have thought of it if it was not for him, but was she his to teach or was she his breeder. No! What was more she was bound to another one who he too thought was a friend and one that would never leave off with their clanship. Though it was Shards damaging words to break his oath to him it was his so called friend that gave the order. The least that anyone could have done for him was tell him first. Not let him hear as the rest did.

As she finished her words made Cho anger raise even higher.

I understand what you mean Master Wroth. With proper control one canwork in a manner that is more destructive than even the most powerful unfocused blast.

Roaring......I am not a master! And I will never get to be a master nor a Lord, because of this blasted mark. Yes it's all good that you find a new meaning in your skills. Take it! Make yourself stronger tainted one. For I forsee that there will be a time when you will need it. Maybe even against me. These last few months since my return I've been treated worse than you will ever know. Mocked and scoffed at even with my power at it's current level. I could kill all those who mocked me, and yet, I have strived to calm the beast within my soul. All this work is nothing more than releasing the energy that has built up because of being marked.

Turning to the boulders behind them......Calm peaceful.... blaaa. A waste of effort to get back in the good graces of the tainted society. Only a few here are with out the taint of the light side. I use to be one and because of it I let if work on me making me weak. Shard would have laughted at me if he saw me today, that waste of fleshand force. I will show him and everyone else here that Cho Wroth is a power to fear not mock.

Unleashing his force power as his tendrils he wrapped them around a boulder and lifted it into the air, all the while raising his hands. Force bubbles swirled around them and he raised them. At the peak of the boulder's height Cho leveled his hands at it and he let loose a power bolt of lighting that he had been holding back. The bolt sizzled in the air. Hot and pink it was and as think as a child's arm. It raced toward the boulder hungry to destruction. The lone boulder simply hovered and twisted in the air as the force lighting came near.

The explosion and the impact of the force lighting hitting the boulder loosened the rocks of the training canyon and blasted over the water container. The dust upon the ground kicked up ans swirled around Cho who had his eyes closed and all his focus was upon melting this boulder to glass. Hot glass dripped off of the boulder and hit the ground with a splat. For two minutes Cho was unrelenting to the boulder. Till he exhausted his strength and dropped to the ground upon his knees.

A hiss followed by a massive roar came from him as he lifted his head with the last of his strength. Lettinghis head drop he let the silence return and what little force was flowing to him leave. He sat there shaking with anger. This was the first time that Cho had release is beastual side and it was not going to be the last.

[Miri Mojito]

Tessa was caught off guard by Master Wroths outburst. So much so that the Miraluka took several steps back, placing her hand on the comforting grips of her blades. This had happened so suddenly, that she wondered if he had been upset with her success. Maybe the exercise he had given her was supposed to be beyond her grasp, he never meant for her to complete it. A trick then, he had attempted to trick her, but it seemed the joke was on him. Tessa took another quick step, this time adopting a defensive stance, she had a feeling that something bad was on the horizon.

Even as the dust on the ground raised up into the air swirling like a violent funnel around Cho, Tessa held her ground. Certainly this man was in a fit ogf rage, but perhaps it was more than she could understand. Something had happened, something terrible, and Cho had been at the short end of it. Regardless of the reasons, this outburst, was unnacceptable, and it revealed much to the young Miraluka.

Dust continued to swirl as the funnel of energy increased, pulling anything not weighted down into its maw. To anyone one else this would have been a terrible thing, to lose ones sight in a cloud like this, But as Tessa could only see through the force she had no trouble seeing everything that was going on. However to her suprise Cho was not done with his "Tantrum" as he lifted another boulder into the air allowing it to spin in place. Moments later he released his pent up energy at it, burning the rock with lightning, causeing it to melt into a liquid glass.

tessa drew her blades now as several small chunks of rock and molten glass were sent hurling off of the rock. Her blades hummed loudly as they burned away any dust particles that came into contact with them, while she slashed at the rock and glass fragments. It was a simple task, one, two three... and so on she counted to herself as she deflected and destroyed all the projectiles. She sensed that the enraged man had not meant to assault her directly, but this was still not something to be easily gnored, accidental or not.

The entire instance had seemed to take many many minutes, when instead only a few had gone by. And soon after it had begun it had stopped as well. The boulder had been nearly melted into oblivion as it fell to the ground, mirroring Cho as he fell to his knees. The dust quickly settled though the once white robes that Tessa wore were now stained a pale orange. Even Cho himself looked more at peace, or atleast no worse for the wear despite his massive release of power.

It seemed that this big bad wolf was done huffing and puffing, at least for the moment. A moment of silence passed, only broken by the constant hum of Tessa's blades, before she finally allowed them to deactivate. She eased her stance, allowing herself to stand freely, though still gripping the hilts of her sabers as if expecting to defend herself further. She let out a small breath and began patting the dust from her clothing again.

"Master Wroth..." The Miraluka knew she tempted another tantrum by addressing him as this again. "You seem to have gained the wrong idea. While others may have mocked you or thought of you as a traitor, I have never thought so. My Mistress may have thought it, but never did she say in my pressence." Her voice was calm, collected, as if she had been conversing normally and the previous outburst had never occured.

"I stood here before you with reverance. I had put faith in your abilities. And you have displayed great potential. I don't know what has happened to you... Nor will I care to experience it for myself." The tone of her voice began to change now getting louder harsher, speaking from an inner strength that had never failed her before. "If none would stand with you, then I would have been your ally simply because My mistress never spoke ill of you to me. I see you as true to the Sith, and a step above many others..." Tessa stepped back into a combative stance, this time adopting an aggressive shii cho position.

"If you will not believe my words when I have nothing to gain by lying, then that is an insult that I cannot let go." Her voice has cold and harsh now, resignating with an aggressiveness that would have rivaled even Master Wroths. She activated her blades now, holding both in a back handed grip. She was prepared to fight him if only to show him that she was different than the rest.

[Foxfire]

Cho listened to her words as she spoke and found a common thread in it to his own thoughts. So she wanted to show him her convictions then so be it he would indulge her. Many a sith wanted to test themselves against his power only to find out that they were weak when compared to his primal power and his destructive power. Yet this one was not here to test herself but to show her conviction to her loyalty as a friend.

Closing his eyes and lowering his head he drew slowly upon the force to strengthen his body. The power was just a small amount just enough to wave off the stressed tension in his muscles. Where he was going to draw from very few got to see or experience the power that started his way into the dark side.

‘So you wish to show me something. Then I shall let you and give you a taste of the primal way in the force. Each of us should learn much this day.’

In a low tone Cho started to recite a Rakata pslam of strength. Cho shuddered as the gray force power filled his being. It had been a very great while since he had touched the primal power that the Rakata temple taught him long ago. The gray force rose from the ground and lifted as if tongues of fire. They wrapped themselves around Cho. Soon Cho could feel the force had engulfed him and his body was now burning with renewed power, untamed and unbridled.

Now raising his head he opened his hands at his side. From pockets upon his work pants gently rose his twin sabers. Taking each in hand he grasped them tightly. Bringing them in front of him with a slight twist of his hands they enter locked into one very long handled saber. The glassy green gray material shined in the Korriban sun. Leaping to life the dual blades one of a ruddy purple with a silver shine, the other was a very dark blood red with a purple shine pulsed hungrily for battle and blood.

Now tied to the primal power of the force Cho looked like he was a demon engulfed by flame ready for war.

‘If your ready child then shall we start by learning what we know when death is on the line.’

Being tied to the primal force Cho could feel the surging of wanted destruction and the hunger for satisfaction of tasting life. Cho could feel the beast with in him ever present and pacing with in it’s cage made just a few months ago.