Completing Misha's training.

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"Good choice!" Haven chirped, pointing both index fingers, both organic and mechanical towards Misha in a way that said "That's what I'm talking about!". Haven was pleased with the choice, and somewhat relieved that she was not as utterly rusty at training as she might have been. Now that Misha was certain in her saber form though, Haven felt that it was ready for her to create her own personal saber.

"Come." Haven beckoned, walking towards the door. "I have a task for you." After checking that Misha was following her, Haven would lead to her to the Monastery armory, where the equipment and tools required had already been prepared. What was more important though, was for Misha to find a crystal that resonated with her. The best mechanical gear could be used to craft the world's most ornate saber, but as long as the saber-crystal did not identify with your force signature, such weapons remain ineffective, not reaching their full potential.

Reaching the armory, Haven opened the door, gesturing inside. "Inside, you will find all that you would need to craft the lightsaber. Work carefully and choose wisely, for it is something that you will keep beside you for a long long time!" Haven said, somewhat animatedly. "Don't rush it, I'll be waiting for you when you have completed it. I'll either be in the training room we were in before, having a drink at the canteen, or be sleeping in my room."
 
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Misha gave Haven a low bow before departing into the armory. Once inside, she was greeted with wall after wall, table after table of the largest variety of technological parts that Misha has ever seen. On walls and above tables there were signs in basic categorizing parts as follows;
Power Assembly
Crystal Energy Chamber
Blade Generation


It was all too much to take in, and was a bitter-sweet moment considering that she'd be able to have a lightsaber but she'd also have to construct it on her own.
"By the force! I'll be here for the rest of the day." Misha thought.

A closer look revealed that the walls and tables seemed to be in a certain order starting at the left and going around the room until you were back at the entrance. Above a turbo-lift on the opposite side of the room parallel to the entrance was labeled "Crystals". It was obviously the cave that Misha had been in the earlier that week with Master Tieko and Raz.
She started at the first table and wall, which were filled with casings, what would be the hilt. The vast majority of sizes and types left Misha dead in her tracks to decide, she could never decide on anything. Finally after about a solid ten minutes of attempting to make up her mind, the Jedi master in charge of the armory came to her after helping out another padawan.
"Cannot decide? Do not worry, just clear your mind and let the force choose for you." He rested his hand on Misha's shoulder reassuringly and walked off.
Misha than took the two casings that she wanted. One for her single hilt, a regal bronze electrum casing for a single-hilted lightsaber. It appealed to Misha's senses of style and personalization. The second casing was another regal hilt, the same as the first but instead modeled for a saberstaff lightsaber. This would be the dual-bladed lightsaber that Misha's master would instruct her to use.
"Okay, well I think I have the hardest part down." Misha thought to herself, trying to stay positive and trying to stay focused.

The second wall and table was the one labeled power assembly. It had a chart for each part and what they did, how to piece them together, and how to put them inside of the casing. Along with every part there were labels detailing what this power cell was and did, and what that power field conductor did, there must have been hundreds of parts here.
Misha Chose the parts wisely, telgorn jolt power cells for both lightsabers, the power field conductors, the power vortex rings, inert power insulators, and energy gates were all unmistakably chosen with care for it was obvious that Misha was completely anal about the parts she was choosing.

The third wall was the labeled blade generation. The amount variety of parts seemed like it doubled with every step to Misha. Again, there was a chart for how to construct this part of the lightsaber, and labels with every piece. Misha chose out the exact same parts for both lightabers again. The blade energy channels, the cyclic field energizers, energy modulation circuits, and blade arc tips were again, obviously well thought out and put together. The only exception to the blades similarities was what Misha considered to be very important, the blade emitters. Misha suspected that since her form was soresu that she would in fact be in need to defend against both blaster and saber, so for the single-hilted lightsaber she placed a fencing emitter at the end, and for the saberstaff she placed two deflection emitters.

Now that the technical lightsaber construction was over, she moved on to the last wall and table. Lying in wait for her was a table and wall filled with an array of the same part over and over again. A single piece that was simply: the primary crystal mount, focusing crystal activator, and crystal energy chamber. She grabbed it and read the sign that was in place of the charts of the other tables.
The sign read, "The crystal cave is accessible through the turbolift.".

Down the lift and through the jedi padawan training area she had been to the other day was the crystal cave. The rocks and boulders that raz and her manipulated using the force were still there. Along the wall, a spectrum of lightsaber crystals was growing and lighting the room. They flashed, glowed, sparkled, and some even vibrated at a low frequency. On the wall was an illustration of the crystal energy chamber and how the crystals fitted into it. The sign had no captions, only two arrows facing opposite ways.
<- Primary crystals. Focusing crystals. ->
Heading left Misha saw an array of purely clear glowing crystals.

She tuned in to the crystals' vibrations, she closed her eyes and saw nothing but pure white force energy. She focused her attention on the crystals and began to picture the crystal being cut. They were sensitive to the force and her will. Like a carving knife, Misha cut out three congruent crystal fragments for the primary crystals in her lightsaber.
Heading back the way she had came she was stopped dead in her tracks... The crystal was illuminating the corner of the wall with a beautiful cyan blue. It was the same crystal that she had saw, that she had touched when she was down here earlier the week. It responded to her, it was sensitive to her. She brushed the back of her hand against the baby blue crystals jutting from the wall, and they immediately glowed warm to her touch.
She than proceeded to cut out another three congruent shards for her focusing crystals.

In the center of the room was an alter. It was placed there for fine tuning a lightsaber with the force to the wielder for the first time construction of new lightsabers. Misha placed both lightsabers in front of her and closed her eyes, quieted her mind. Seeing only the lightsabers in her mind's eye, she began to take them apart and piece them back together, this time using the force to construct them.
Her lightsabers were complete, and with a crisp "woosh" followed by the low hum that each lightsaber gave off she tested the blades, hoping that she had the precision required to correctly piece it together and not have it explode on activation. The lightsabers hummed and wooshed strong cyan blue. She deactivated the lightsabers and she placed them in her Messenger bag.
Taking the turbolift upstairs and back to the armory, Misha couldn't help to be giddy and excited with the creation of her new lightsabers.
She took a step outside into the cold dark night. She was astonished. Somehow, she seemed to be in there for over seven hours.
"No, it's impossible." she thought, still in shock and awe.
"I suppose i should find Master Haven, and no doubt she's probably asleep."

The Jedi masters and knights had different housing than the padawans did, they were actually two buildings over through the inner courtyard from the padawan's building. Out in front of the building was a list of Jedi masters and knights who resided in the buildings, probably for ease of their padawan finding them. After all, there weren't any secrets in a Jedi monastery. "Haven Magnus, room 208"
Misha read out the room number to herself, memorizing 208, than took the turbolift to the second story, and wandered around a good five minutes before finding room eight. Misha than flung the door aback with the force and activated her single hilted lightsaber, hoping to catch her sleeping master off guard and cause her to wake up alarmed even though Misha had no intentions of dueling, sparring, attacking, or otherwise with her lightsaber. She just wanted to wake her master.
"Hey! Hey! I'm done!" she said waving the lightsaber back and forth in the dark room.


OOC: MY HANDS ARE TIRED, THIS WAS LONG AS FUH TO ME X.X
OOC: Edited it. lol
 
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Having left Misha to her own devices, Haven had gone to get a quick bite. Having enjoyed a light meal while chatting with various members of the Order she was more acquainted with, Haven then returned to her quarters, knowing that the task she had left Misha with would take a fairly significant amount of time. With that, Haven smiled with some satisfaction once back in her messy room, delighted at how the day had panned out. Somewhat stumbling over her possessions sprawled over the ground as she changed into looser clothing, Haven eventually sighed with content as she laid herself over the bed.

With a nudge of the force, the lights dimmed. Being the sleeper that Haven was, she quickly drifted into sleep, mumbling a few incoherent words. At that exact moment, Haven detected the burst of force activity, quickly opening her eyes and getting off her back just in time to see the ignited lightsaber. Whipping her hands in front of her, Haven gathered the force around the loose objects lying beside Misha's feet, sweeping them under her feet. Simultaneously, she sought to wrench the lightsaber from Misha's wrist with another nudge from the force while pulling Misha's entire body across the room and onto her bed.

"Misha?" Haven began, turning the light on as she realised who the night 'assailant' was. "Wh- what in the name of?" Haven stammered, bringing a hand to her face in an attempt to rub out some of the drowsiness. Bursting into a fit of laughter, Haven would check to see if Misha was hurt by the ordeal.
 
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Swept off her feet and across the room, Misha was taken aback and toppled into the bed beside Haven. Her lightsaber was what had taken her on her journey sailing through the dark, for she hadn't let go of her grip when it was pulled harshly towards Haven. Luckily she had deactivated it when she felt whatever it was in the dark that she'd been standing on be pulled out from underneath her throwing her off balance.
"Heh" Misha let out a whimpered giggle as she was left dazed from the defensive actions. She sat up, hair wrecked and eyes burnt from the lights on'. "I'm done with my lightsabers. Aha, And you screwed up my hair."
 

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"I can tell that!" Haven chuckled sheepishly, tapping Misha's head with her hand. "Here, I'll fix it up for you." With that Haven found her hands busily moving through Misha's hair which had been rather frizzled by her force pull. Whistling while tying her hair back together, Haven took the chance to study the sabers that Misha had constructed. She could see the standard saber, but Misha had mentioned 'sabers'.

"You have constructed... two?" Haven asked, slightly guiltily using the force to unloosen some knots, not being a particularly gifted hairdresser. "There!" Haven exclaimed, clapping her hands together to observe her handiwork. "All done!" Her joyous expression was then quelled by the fact that she had spotted another 'mistake' under her hands. Haven sighed, "Sorry about your hair, appears like I've only made it worse! I had expected you to take a few more hours perhaps, but that teaches me."
 
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As Haven's hands made contact with her hair, Misha blushed and felt giddy, like she was being cared for. It was something she had't felt before. Of course she'd had her hair dressed before, but it wasn't like there was compassion or care behind it, not even her mom had fixed her hair as far as she could remember. "Heh... It's okay." Misha said whilst fixing her hair herself. Yeah... Lightsabers. It took me awhile, but I realized if I made them both at once that it would be easier. See? I made both this one and a saberstaff, so you can teach me." Misha was sitting upright ad pulled out the saberstaff from the messenger bag and wafting it around in the air.
"I made them both with electrum hilts, oly because I really like the way they look. They're so... Appealing" Misha paused for a second thiking of the right word to descrie the look to her. The lightsaber was supposed to be not only an extension of one's self to a Jeid, but also an expression to one too. She had spent seven hours on the lightsaber because of that, and to her it was soething she was proud of, it was an achievement. She had forged her expressions.
Molding her hair back down into shape, Misha looked up with bright eyes.
"You know... I want to learn to do what you did..." She said.
You pulled me across the room almost like you weren't trying. Are you going to teach me to do that?" Misha was hoping that maybe she'd be able to relate to her master a bit more than she could Tieko. Tieko was easy to talk to and uderstanding, but it wasn't like he could relate to her. He just looked at her funny when she'd not wear formal clothings.
 
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"Haha." Haven chuckled, shaking her head. "Are you certain they are electrum hilts? Those are reserved generally only for masters who have achieved high prestige, having displayed capabilities deserving of such recognition. Anywho, a saber is not your clothing. Sabers are not constructed to be aesthetically pleasing, but as long as you were comfortable during your construction, then I have nothing to worry about."

Looking at the saberstaff, Haven smiled. The enthusiasm that most Padawans held were infecting, bringing herself back to her own youthful years. Ahaha, stop it, you are making yourself feel old. She snapped sharply at herself in her mind, returning her attention back to the matter at hand. "Yes, I will, but keep in mind that it is difficult to translate the skills of one saber to the other. While I can instruct you in both standard saber and the double-saber, it might be some time until you can fully master both. Before then, focus on one more than the other."

"The force pull is simply a different application of the telekinesis, something that you have already at least received some training in. Tomorrow, I'll guide you through some of the different uses of the force. But frankly, right now I think both you and I need some rest, and having realised that you have not presumably eaten anything, I will now force you to eat something!" Haven joked, standing up from her bed and slipping on a thicker cloak. "Come on then!" Haven smiled, it'd be a chance to get to know her enthusiastic Padawan better.
 
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With a wry smile Misha held up her sabers. "No, they are electrum. The master in charge of the armory explained what they were for, but apparently there's no rule about having one and not performing some great miracle, so I figured if I was going to want to stick with the same lightsabers for awhile than I'd end up doing something amazing to deserve them eventually. Plus, I really like them." Misha didn't want to seem arrogant or anything, but she couldn't help from doing things her way.
Reaching up over her head, arms pointed outwards, Misha stretched a bit.
"For now i'll stick to the double-bladed. And I think I get it-" She stopped mid sentence and with both of her hands, threw them at Master Haven's pillows attempting to throw them, at least, across the bed.
With a chuckle Misha picked one up and tried to rotate it on all axises. She raised up the pillow and hit Haven in the back with it, softly.
"Aha...Wha- ... Sorry, err- yea, let's go." Misha's attention snapped back to Haven's words.
"Can I get a juma here or is that bad?" She stood up, getting out of bed and fixed her hair, her clothes and sabers.

 

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Haven was turning to face Misha, smiling brightly as the pillow promptly struck her head. Pretending to nurse her non existent 'wound', Haven jokingly scowled as she watched Misha prepare herself. it was nice to have a more... 'girly' Padawan, one who Haven could play around with like a younger sister. Or, even a young mum, but Haven berated herself for thinking like that, reminding herself that Misha was a young woman learning to be independent, as opposed to being a play doll. Nevertheless, Haven laughed out loud as she heard Misha's inquiry.

"As fun as that would be, you are well aware that we are in a Monastery right? No alcohol, obviously." Haven chuckled, wondering if any Padawan had ever sneaked alcohol into the premises. in her mind, she would bet that some of the masters or knights would have private stashes in their room. "And besides... Juma?" Haven inquired, opening the door and holding it open for Misha. "Light drinker are we... gal?"

Haven did not drink often, but when she did, it was a sight to witness indeed. "Tell you what, when we leave for a mission, i'll take you to some of the places i know." Haven promised, purposely saying it in a hushed tone. Underage drinking was something that was rather loosely upheld through most of the Republic.
 
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Misha walked alongside Haven through the hallway, not knowing where she was going, but she supposed it didn't matter as long as she could get a glass of water.
"Yea, I guess Juma would be to much to ask for now wouldn't it? Oh well... And yes... There has. My friend Raziel, the other padawan that I shared training under master Tieko with, had snuck in apparently a really strong booze and it delayed my trainging for about a day." She didn't really know how to explain it, but when she looked at Haven she noticed that her master hadn't really said the words Misha heard. Did she read her mind? Did she accidentally pickup on her thoughts? Was it like thee was another level of energy on a higher or lower frequency that Misha had tapped into? How could she have heard her... What if it were worse, what if she had been going crazy, Misha thought. She didnt know how to explain the phenom, but with another look at her master, she knew that it wasn't that she was crazy.
"I-.. What the kriff was that?" She was completely confused.
 

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Haven snorted when Misha talked about the endevaours of the Padawan named Raziel. "is that how kids show 'rebellion' nowadays?" She mused, remembering the number of times she had run away from the Monastery during her period of rebellion. Staring at Misha with some amusement, Haven raised her eyebrow, curious as to what Misha was rambling on about.

"Yes?" Haven asked, a bit concerned. After all, Misha had suddenly appeared to hold a crazed look in her eyes. They had arrived at the Cantina, but Haven wanted to hear Misha's explanation before moving on. There was no one anyway, middle of the night and all. When she was younger she often slipped out during night, walking around the nearby river or waterfall. Tython was her home, but she didn't really get along too well with most other Jedi.

"Do you need to take some medication for some condition you didn't tell me?" Haven joked.
 
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The cantina was empty, lights were on though. She loved this planet, the beach and the island for training that master Tieko had taken them too. The planet was so beautiful, especially the sky, with it's burning suns and black holes in the deep core. The planet reminded her of Sylaria.
She looked at the sky, the beautiful sky.
"Do you need to take some medication for some condition you didn't tell me?" At the time, it would seem that Misha didn't realize that her master was joking until a couple seconds after her reply.
"No! What was that?" She repeated, half way stumbling over her words.
"You didn't talk- But you... Talked? I'm so confused."

She looked up to Haven. She was what Misha longed to be, what Misha was becoming. Misha wanted all of the answers, she wanted to know all that she could about the force and the saber. It was in her nature.
 
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Haven thought hard about what in the blazes Misha could be talking about. Finally, she came to the only conclusion that made sense. "Tsk tsk." Haven jokingly apprehended the young girl. "Breaking into someone's mind isn't the right course of action you know, it's impolite!" Haven had definitely not been transmitting her thoughts telepathically, but seeing as she in turn was not guarding her mind, that was the one reasonable explanation.

"Well done, hopefully you'll have a knack at telepathy in that case!" She quickly added to show that she wasn't irritated. Leading Misha into the cantina, Haven strolled over to help herself, picking up two buttered bread rolls and prepared 2 steaming mugs of coffee. Gesturing to Misha to sit, Haven placed the items down upon the table and took a sip out of her own mug. "Feel free to grab whatever else you'd want." Haven smiled, knowing that the leftovers from dinner should be ready for heating at a moment's notice.
 
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Met Haven with a long face and wide eyes, Misha did. She understood, but she just couldn't phase that she had read someone's mind, and more astounding it was a Jedi master. She felt so amazed, yet everything was still normal like nothing happened.
Walking into what seemed like the jedis' on campus restaurant/bar, Misha noticed that it was dead empty besides the jedi droids floating around with the robes hanging over them. Misha caught it comical.
"So you mean to say that I just read your mind? Is that something special for a padawan, or is it something that always happens naturally? Can we practice later? Wha-... Oh, right, food. Heh." Misha was the inquisitive type all right.

Grabbing a coffee, she placed it under the machine and it turned frosty. "Aaaaah, I love em' ice-cold."
Grabbing a golden fruit she head back to the booth and sit down.
"So what are we going to do now?" She asked, kicking her feet back and forth, they couldn't reach the floor.

She took a sip of her coffee. "Can we do something? I'm kind of bored."
 

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"Well, I wasn't shielding my mind, seeing as here is pretty much as safe as it gets." Haven explained, in regards to Misha's queries. Well, that was before she jumped up and prepared a frosted coffee. At night. Wow. Haven raised an eyebrow and stared at the frosted drink apprehensively. "Really? It's like... what, 3 in the morning?" She laughed, taking a hearty mouthful of one of the bread rolls. "As I was saying before, being next to me, you must have picked some parts of the thoughts, likely a 'padawan thing'. But do take care, venturing into someone else's mind unguarded could lead to nasty surprises..." Haven added as a side-warning.

"Yes, we will practice at some point, but right now my brain isn't working as well as I would like it to." Haven sighed, letting her white hair covered head rest on the cool surface of the table. "Might as well, I'll take you along the river to the waterfalls if you want, it's beautiful at night... sparkly hehe." The symptoms that showed when Haven was deprived of her sleep was showing, but perhaps Misha would find it to be amusing, given that it put Haven in a half-drunk state.

"Once you've finished, we'll go. At least I don't have to sneak out like when I was a padawan anymore." Haven grinned.
 
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She sat there for a second thinking. It must have been something great to have a master that was as laid back as master haven.
"Sneak out?" She stopped for a moment thinking about the other padawans and masters and gave her master a blank stare. Misha would never sneak out. That was something that just wouldn't end well. She was sneaky sure, but to sneak out of a Jedi enclave... Get real.

"So when than?" She smirked. Sneaking out may be wrong, but seizing an opportunity wasn't.
 
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"Well seeing as you'll be coming with me you we won't need to sneak..." Haven laughed, stifling a yawn. "We can go now if you want, otherwise there would be no point if sunrise is soon." Getting up from her seat, Haven would start to make her way to the Monastery's main exit.

"Don't make me leave you behind!" She turned back, relishing the cool night air that will greet her soon.
 
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The small girl finished off her drink with a brain-freeze. She giggled and held her head as her and her master walked off into the night-air. The ocean, the islands, the forest, they were all great. That salt air was just amazing and soothing.
They both started walking towards the great green wooden gates of the wall when she decided that maybe it would be fun to attempt to find some wildlife. She had already settled down and observed the flowers on the planet, now maybe they could find some bomas or something. That- would be fun. As long as they could possibly get a great view down at the beach for a coastal sunrise later, maybe climb atop some palm trees.

"Aaah- maybe we can go and find some Bomas! OR some animals, maybe something big and dangerous like a Zakeg! Heh, and later, since wew'll be up until the morning anyways- we need to go over to the beach side of the monastary and watch the sunrise...

Than- Than- Than- I can go show you my wardrobe! heh. And fluffy! And my ship! Oh- just this way past the gates, I have my own ship! Aaah-"

The girl went on and on, about this's and that's. It was good to have somebody to talk to, somebody to understand and listen. And deffinitely somebody to learn from. Her master could have very well been her favorite person in the galaxy already.

She walked alongside her master- who was still in pajamas under her Jedi robe. She cocked a grin and brushed the hair out of her face.

 

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Haven whistled as Misha's undeniable enthusiasm continued. Haven let Misha take her around, seeing as she was tired and could not really concentrate on where to go anyway. "Just one slight, teeny wincy problem." Haven laughed, forming a small gap between her fingers. "Those creatures don't exist here." Haven playfully patted Misha on the head a few times. Perhaps the girl's excitement had much to do with needing or wanting a comforting adult presence, somewhat likely if she had not joined the Jedi as early as some others may have.

"Never cared much for a ship, though I certainly do like clothes." She smiled warmly. "When I need transport I use the Order's ships or public transport. Much easier, less likely to be detected by unwanted eyes too."
 
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Misha drew a blank. The fact that there may have not been any Boma or Zakeg on the planet wasn't really that bad though.
"Well, than I guess we'll just have to go and find some other dangerous things to come across huh?" she ended with a giggle.

As she led her master outside to her ship, she dug around in her bag to pull out a comm-link. With a few clicks and clacks across the screen the ship lit up the darkness of the landing pad.
"Well- it may not keep me out of prying eyes' radars, but it sure is confy inside. heh"
She turned the lights off and noticed that there were indeed trails through the forest. Where they led seemed thick and maybe even adventurous. If they went through those woods, than they'd end up back at the beach which wasn't far away.

"Come on! Through here, we'll be sure to find something interesting. At the very least we could practice using the force." she started to walk towards the trail gripping Haven's hand, leading her into the thick brush.

Pulling out her single-bladed saber she lit the way through the darkness.
 
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