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"'Death, yet the Force,'" Cypris forced himself to say. "I've always found this line to be the most confusing, but also the one that makes the most sense. The way it seems to make sense is that in death, we become one with the Force, with peace. But I know there's more to it than that. I've...

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"'Chaos, yet harmony,'" the words had escaped Cypris's lips almost before Haven had finished talking. "Like you said, the last two are difficult. I think it makes more sense when you consider coexistence. Would we know true harmony if we didn't acknowledge chaos? How can there be peace between...

((I'm really sorry that I've been away so long!)) Cypris breathed in, then out. "Yes, that makes sense," he said before reciting the third line: "'Passion, yet serenity.' Well, I think this line means that a Jedi shouldn't react to things too strongly. For instance, if someone close to them...

Cypris felt that he understood that first part much more now. He continued on to the second line: "Ignorance, yet knowledge," he said rhythmically. "That's the one that always sort of confuses me...probably on account of the fact that I find ignorant people insufferably annoying. But I guess it...

Cypris began with the first line of the Mantra: "Emotion, yet peace," he recited, "Well...most Jedi interpret that to mean that rather than emotion, there is peace; that we keep our minds in perfect harmony as opposed to giving into emotion. "But I disagree. I think it means that through...

Cypris laughed. He was gradually feeling more comfortable, and really liked his new master. "All right, I'm ready to go again," he said confidently. Looking at the huge tree, he gathered a bit of the Force into his body. He closed his eyes, crouched, and dropped a light fist onto the ground...

Cypris swallowed nervously and glanced at the ground. He walked to another cluster of boulders, and began taking in the Force. Mimicking Haven, he lightly punched the ground, letting out the Force he had gathered up. He caused a crater where his fist was and fell over due to the force coming up...

Although he tried not to show it, Cypris was glad their sparring had stopped-for now. "Well," he started, "I am pretty strong in telekinesis and Force acrobatics." Cypris was hoping his Force applications would be good enough for Haven. He also "accidentally" neglected to mention that the reason...

Taking the opening in Haven's defense, Cypris spun his blade outward, planning to stop with the tip hovering just in front of her stomach. In a real duel, he believed he could do such an attack and disable his opponent with Shiim, but didn't want to even scratch his new master.

Knowing there was no way he could block the attack, Cypris jumped back as quickly as he could. Although he felt the blade, he thought it would be unlikely that it would disable him in an actual duel. Anticipating a second sweep from the other blade, he ducked towards his right.

Cypris couldn't believe what was going on. Reluctantly, he activated a saber from his belt and took the Makashi opening stance. Waiting for his master's attack, he strafed to the left, repositioning his saber slightly so that he could intercept a surprise attack. His lips grew dry, and he...

"Wait a minute, just...fight you? These aren't practice sabers, you know!" Cypris said in confusion, indicating the curve-hilted lightsabers on his belt. Is she crazy? He wondered. I can't do that! He glanced around the clearing, confused. First there was a giant tree, next his master was going...

"Thank you, Haven," Cypris replied, "Well, where will our training began?" He stood, hoping she wouldn't find such an action disrespectful. He wanted to ask her about her life, but thought she might find that disrespectful. After all, with all his different Masters, Cypris had learned a lot of...