projectsunfire
...oh how we miss him...
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Aug 21, 2008 10:20:38 GMT -5
Post by projectsunfire on Aug 21, 2008 10:20:38 GMT -5
Its quiet up in Orbit. The soft hum of a ships engines can make one almost feel as if they are in a dream. You can look out into the darkness, and stars wink back at you, distant, and silent. Serenity is one way to describe it. Though empty, and cold are others.
Many things can be found in Orbit. Satallites, ships, dropped cargo, and many other things.
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Aug 30, 2008 22:23:15 GMT -5
Post by Raiken Khall on Aug 30, 2008 22:23:15 GMT -5
((sooo sorry this took so long! I've been crazy-busy with school this past week, so I lost track of everything!))
Raiken sat in the ship, his new master at his side. He couldn't quite remember the last time he had been in space, only that he was a child the last time he looked down on Coruscant. Most of the duration of his training had kept him on Coruscant, and it had been months since he was sent on a mission with his former master. Now, though, all of that didn't matter; he was with Araon, he was ready to train, ready to learn once more.
Turning to Araon, he spoke. "So, why exactly did we come up here, Master?" He wasn't sure what sort of training the Jedi Knight could give him in the Orbit of the planet. Space was large and almost limitless, but the space of a ship was very limited. With a sigh, he pushed the thought from his mind, and waited for an answer from Araon.
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projectsunfire
...oh how we miss him...
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Sept 11, 2008 15:14:26 GMT -5
Post by projectsunfire on Sept 11, 2008 15:14:26 GMT -5
((Sorry it took me so long.. bad PSF bad Admin, *gives his face a little slap*))
Araon openned his eyes and slowly helped himself from his seat. His cloak seemed to right itself as he turned passed his new Padawan, it seemed almost as if he were ignoreing the question. When he reached the Cockpit door he turned and placed his hand on the frame.
"Hopefully to help you." Araon said in his gravelly Baritone. "Join me on the Observation deck, please." He quietly turned and continued to the observation deck where the transparisteel windows provided a good view of Coruscant, and the surroudning space. The planet had a steady in flow and out flow of ships heading to locations all over the galaxy. Tiny specs, reflecting light from Coruscant's star. The room was circular with a soft carpetted floor.
With purpose in his head, Araon sat with his back to the window, and took on a meditative position. When he knew Raiken was ready to begin, he motionned for him to sit across from him. "Please sit."
T-4 rolled in and set down some water in a pitcher, and two glasses on a metal plate. The droid made a soft whir of noise. "Thank you T-4, could you monitor the surrounding traffic for us, and make corrections in the attitude of the ship if its needed." Araon asked the droid, which whistled in response. Just as he had entered T-4 rolled out of the observation deck and to the cockpit.
Distractions to a minimum, Araon turned his attention to Raiken. He watched and waited for him to take a seat across from him. When his student seemed comfortable Araon began. "Breathe. Let the air fill you, and hold it there. Let the oxogen enrich your blood. Breathe slowly." His soft gravelling voice seemed to drone in a slow sleepy rythm.
Takeing a deep breath through his nose He shut his eyes. Araon found his calm in an understanding of the force. Something he had been thinking over for some time. The nature of the force. Life and its connection to the force. All things alive and things passed away, intermingled in the energy of the force. The tiniest single celled organism that might dwell in a puddle on the surface of Coruscant, or an entity as large as the life force of Coruscant itself. The contrasts made him feel full, and connected to it. The force flowed easily through him, and he felt its presence like a warm sea. He floated in its warmth and calm.
Feeling it was the right time, Araon let his empathic abilities fill the room. He used the force to enhance this calming energy. An amalgamation of his own pheromones and the force would overwhelm a simple minded being. Though to another Jedi it would likely bring an easy calm.
"Feel the calm within the force. It is a sea of warmth, and you are boyant, and float effortlessly in its waters. Breathe slowly." Araon said and he took another deep breath through his nose.
"What can you feel through the force?"
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