Almost A Jedi (Nashia's Training)

[Emma Lou]

Sadly, Knight Lyper was unable to finish her training. She was being passed off to someone else...this one was a master. She was a little worried that she had done something wrong to get a new master, but she did not let it stress her out any.

Nashia reached the room in which she was meeting her new master.

 

[Rev]

Rev Ultor stood in the center of the training room, a large circle that he somehow managed to maintain a direct center in. His hand rested on his chin as his eyes pierced out into the city that made up Coruscant. Hundreds of speeders zoomed by the window in front of him at speeds that made them appear as blurs. Then the door behind him opened and his newest Padawan would enter, a female that went by the name of Nashia. Turning on his heel his face held a grin and his hand fell to his side.

"Greetings Nashia. I'm sorry your training could not be completed by your first Master, I assure you we will get through this quickly and efficiently and you will be on your path to becoming a Knight, and hopefully one day a Jedi Master."

The man who spoke had a stocky build though his age would deceive, in his mid 40's he appeared to be in his late twenties to early thirties. Crossing his arms he walked towards the stranger.

"I'm Jedi Master Rev Ultor, a member of the Jedi Council. Let me ask you, what has your previous trainer gone through with you, and more importantly what is the Force to you?"

 

[Emma Lou]

Nashia bit her lip and looked down at the ground. She became nervous when interacting with new people or in possibly dangerous situations. She looked back up at him and smiled.

"He pretty much went over everything and we were starting on fighting. My parents used to be Jedi and they taught me all of this while I was growing up...even though I did not know what it was. To me...the Force is everything. You need it for life and it is always there for you"

 

[Rev]

He smiled back at her when she smiled, her eyes reminded him of Arabella. Pushing the thought of his wife aside, now was not the time to dwell on such thoughts as they often put him into a darker place. His smile faded as he listened to her words, good it wouldn't be long before she could be placed on the trials.

"Dueling then is where you left off? Let me ask you, do you know what type of Jedi you wish to become? A sentinel, a guardian, or a consular?"

 

[Emma Lou]

Nashia shook her head. She had not heard of any of them before...she did not know very much about the Jedi.

"No, Master Ultor, I don't even know what those are"

 

[Rev]

He smirked it was apparent her training was more physical and less in the education of the Jedi. The three classes would be as he would say them.

"A Sentinel is a Jedi who balances him or herself with the use of the Force and the Lightsaber, a Jedi's second most important tool outside of the Force. Second is the Guardian, the fighter of the Jedi, the defender of the what the Republic stands for. He or she will use their blade as a primary tool then the Force as a secondary. Then there is the Consular, it is the opposite of the Guardian, more of a peace keeper, one who negotiates and uses wisdom to sort out problems, falling on the blade last and relying on the Force."

He paused for only a moment.

"Which would you see yourself becoming?"

 

[Emma Lou]

"I think a Guardian is what my parents have groomed me for without my knowledge"

Nashia had been taught mostly to fight and then about the Force...it only seemed natural.

 

[Rev]

The Jedi Master gave her a smile and a nod before turning his back to face the speeders that zipped by the windows as he had been. The most obvious question to ask would be his next.

"Then am I right to presume you already have your lightsaber?"

 

[Emma Lou]

Nashia nodded and pulled out her lightsaber.

"It was my mothers"

 

[Rev]

Staring at the lightsaber that his newest Padawan held he gave her another friendly, inviting, and white smile. Reaching out for it he'd take it from her hand gently and gave it a turn in his hand, it was well crafted. Hitting the activator he watched as the blade hissed out, looking at it's color he gave her nod and disengaged it.

"A fine blade, though in time you will have to make a blade of your own Nashia. Perhaps you will model it after your mothers? Though your own blade will eventually need craft, and I'd hate to see perhaps all you have left of your mother to be damaged."

Crossing his arms he rested a hand on his chin.

"You are good with the blade then, yes?"

 

[Emma Lou]

"I believe I am...I have grown up sparring with my parents so it is the only weapon that I have ever known"

She took her lightsaber back from him and hung it on her belt.

"I would not be opposed to making my own blade now, Master"

 

[Rev]

"Remember Nashia, it is no weapon unless you intend it to be. The Lightsaber is a tool to the Jedi, and a weapon to any other party that should use it. If you regard it as a weapon, that is what you will use it as."

He offered a friendly smile before motioning for her to follow him. Leading her to a bench in the corner of the room he gave her a nod.

"The tools and items needed to create your first Lightsaber are all here, it is on you to create the tool of your trade now... I have the focusing crystal, call me when you feel it is ready and we will pick your blades color."

 

[Emma Lou]

Nashia nodded and looked down at the parts that she would use to make her lightsaber. There were a lot and she had no idea how to put them together. She closed her eyes and hoped that the Force would guide her.

It did. She put the parts together and some time later she finally looked down at her finished product. It looked acceptable. She commed for master Ultor.

 

[Rev]

Walking back over to Nashia he looked at the object that she held in her hand. Looking it over slowly he smiled, it seemed properly made and ready for use in the Universe. Reaching into his pocket he moved around the Focusing crystals that would give the color of the blade.

"Now we see if it truly works Nashia, what color blade do you wish to carry at your hip?"

 

[Emma Lou]

"Purple, please"

Nashia smiled. She was excited. Her training was almost complete and then she would be what her parents had always wanted her to be.

 

[Rev]

Nodding Rev dug into his pocket and almost called the dark hued crystal to his palm. Feeling the purple pigmented rock push into his flesh he extracted it and held it between his index finger and thumb. Looking it over one last time he smiled at Nashia and slid it into the acceptor on the tool. Locking it into place he quickly reassembled the hilt and hit the activator. With a hiss it sprung to life, the purple blade glowing ominously throughout the hall they stood. With a few quick turns of the blade it radiated it's sound to the girl before him, almost calling to her. Hitting that activator again it acted as an opposite and slid back into the hilt, disappearing as if it had never been there.

"It is well crafted Nashia, it will serve you, and the Jedi well... I'm sure of it."

He smiled and reached out to his Padawan, handing over the blade to her.

 

[Emma Lou]

Nashia took her lightsaber from Master Ultor and smiled.

"What do I learn now?"

 

[Rev]

Rev stared at the girl, his mind had wandered else where thinking of things that were closer to his heart. It wasn't the time for that, pushing it aside he gave her a friendly grin before speaking.

"Let me ask you Nashia, what do you feel you're ready for? What do you want to learn next?"

He only asked because he felt she had gone through much, it was on her to see what she needed to know to become a great Jedi.

 

[Emma Lou]

"I feel that I am ready to learn whatever you are willing to teach me."

If there was more to learn than Nashia was ready to learn and if there was not than she was ready to become a Jedi Knight.

 

[Rev]

Rev stared at her and shook his head, if she felt she was at the whim of the Jedi Master before her to pick what she must learn next, then he felt she was ready to move on in the Jedi Order. Giving her a nod he motioned for her to follow, leading her out of the training room and towards the center of the temple.

"The Jedi Archives are a beautiful thing Nashia, I suggest you come here often, they are restricted to some degree, but you can easily access what you need to see in most circumstances. Being so young it would be quite beneficial if you spent some time here, whether you do, or do not, is up to you. With that I feel you are ready to move on in the ranks of the Jedi Order. Consider yourself a Knight young one, as you have earned it."

He flashed her a smile and rested a hand on her shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze before pulling it away.

"Should you need anything, I'm sure you know where to find me."

He offered again a friendly laugh before preparing to leave, assuming she had nothing to say of her own.