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The whispers stopped, if not for only a moment while he looked up at the clouds. This place was horrible and yet, he felt like he belonged here. "Yes... Forward." Odric said as he held his hand to his head. "Xiang Vang, Lord reaper, I think I can remember those names, I won't even try to...

Control, power, proving himself, all worthwhile and as he listened to Decimus the more he could do naught but feel something burning inside him. This was to be his first teacher of the group, he couldn't just sit back and let himself get pushed back right now just when he was about to learn. He...

Not even panting, no breath from his lips was forced or pushed, no movement he made was too draining, no problem too hard, no enemy too strong. Odric's eyes had gotten rid of their blue tinge, the time he'd spent here was... happy. While he believed that all happiness, according to Jabhar, comes...

Odric rolled his eyes and attached his lightsaber to his belt, lost on understanding the thoughts that might be going through their heads. The concepts of helping other exiles was a concept that was far unknown to him. After getting up from the stump he walked over and assisted Jareth in the...

Why was he here, a boy like Odric... no, A man like Odric here. Though his reason would appear boyish to most, this young man wearing a metal mask, shaded coverings obscuring those from seeing his optics, matched only by his attire. He wore dark robes, no cloak as he felt it pointless, his tunic...

At last the months had come to an end and Odric was twirling his new lightsaber around in his hand, eyes shifting to look aside at the trees and foliage of the garden. The lightsaber was curved at the end, sitting in his palm nicely and allowing for the range of movement that he could not attain...

A fight? Interesting but not as interesting as the presences he keeps feeling, there were warm ones and cold ones, life and the absence of it, it was a strange thing to feel as he slowed his steps. His eyes closed while he stood behind the walkways, feeling those presences... two of them, three...

There was too much to think about, Odric couldn't stop the idiot part of his mind from giving control over but, the pride and power he wanted to control, that stopped the dark side in its tracks. There was a lot going through his mind, unsure how to think at this time with all the dark whispers...

His obvious dismay at the underestimation or 'judgment' of his abilities would not go unnoticed. As he sat there he watched how Jareth operated, how he talked, how he would manipulate the conversation and the situation itself. Devious man if you were to know him like Odric does, this change of...

Odric was lost in all kinds of thought but listened intently. Soresu sounded interesting but not remotely dangerous enough to warrant his care, a sigh from him as he looked at his lightsaber. "I understand." Odric said once Jareth had finished everything he said. The adjustments, the training...

Odric didn't want to touch Jabhar, to be honest, the idea of grasping something in his hand never quite made the boy enjoy the idea. Opening his palm the lightsaber flung up and into his hand, he... didn't know if he could harm her. There was conflict inside Odric but as he held the saber he...

A presence, a flicker of cold, concealed as much as possible and yet it froze the senses, he, Odric, had finally returned. It had been a long time since he had been to this place, dispatching enemies, finding artifacts, training... Odric had never stopped, but this place was still a fond place...

The explanations were good, wide attacks, overpower foes, feats that seem abnormal, it would seem this is the style for him indeed. Odric tried to think of the applications that could be made if he applied all of this to force rage and more, his powers would seem unstoppable in a large scale...

There was something quite wrong with Odric at this point but, at least he was focusing. His mind wandered just how long he'd been with Jareth, he didn't want to go back to Jabhar as he is now, he's too... fragile. The training was helping though, Odric merely went through the motions while...

Why was he here? Why was he ever anywhere? There was always a reason but he didn't share that with many, and many a day those reasons are obvious. His eyes were cold, hidden among the shaded material that makes up the eyeholes of his mask. As he stepped from the transport on Alderaan the black...

Odric may have been a younger person but in no way was he sloppy, his allowing himself to be felt in the force was indicative of his change to try and sense them. The thought that this woman just called him sloppy without a care in the world, as if she had the right to, it infuriated Odric. The...

Odric listened carefully, the force was the main accelerant of this style, his own control of the force made it much easier if that was the case. He did as instructed, the dual-ended lightsaber gripped in his right hand while he turned to face Anaeus, listening intently. His stance seemed...

Odric looked to his single hilted blade, looking up to his instructor and then putting it on his belt, his hand opening and pulling the dual saber into his hand. "Would this be a better approach then?" Odric said with a deepening voice. Odric listened to how his instructor explained the basics...

Odric's eyes shifted towards the presence of the woman who had appeared, his eyes glazed like glass, she could almost see her reflection in his sight of her. Odric carefully listened, thinking that this woman was not the type to take being interrupted as something good in a pupil, what she said...

The stance, so familiar, so nostalgic like the first time he'd seen Jareth slip into it, this young man was starting to get used to the idea of training with Jareth, as if he sees nothing ahead of it. The thought that he might stay with Jareth and train endlessly was a nice one but, that thought...