Converting the light (Damarus)

[Will]

The powerful Sith Knight sat upon the meditating mat on the rooftop of the temple. Here, she would teach the Quarren, Damarus. He was a former Jedi, with alchemical and mechanical flair. Her puppets knelt beside her, heedless of the cold wind on their featureless faces.

 

[Phil]

After gaining access to the temple, and passage to the top where he was supposed to meet his Teacher, Damarus, escorted by H.O.D. as always, made his way up and towards the roof. He placed his hood over his head to cover his head from the cold, and approached his teacher, who appeared to be a Female of diffrent spieces it seemed. He motioned his hand for H.O.D. to remain by the door on standby... just incase, and that is exactly what he... it did.

As he approached her, keeping a good distance between himself and his teacher, he gave a respectful bow to her, and spoke in his own language, not knowing if she would understand or not.

"Greetings, Master Sith."

 

[Will]

Ren understood many languages in the Galaxy. One such was Quarren. She looked him up and down, nodding. ''Greetings, acolyte. You shall speak in basic from here on.'' Her voice was harsh, lacking any warmth. She rose. ''Now, to start off. Do you know the Sith code?'' She hoped he wasn't like the other one, coming here knowing nothing.

 

[Phil]

Damarus has studied both the Jedi, after his departure, and the Sith since he roamed the Galaxy by himself, learning of there strengths and weaknesses; There codes for one. He never learned the Sith code while with the Jedi, but has on a Doctrine he came into posession. Once the code came back to his mind, he spoke in Basic, like we was told to.

"Peace is only a Lie, there is only... passion. Through that passion, i gain strength. Through the Strength, i gain Power. Through the Power, i gain Victory, My chains will be broken. The Force... Shall free me..."

"And i know i am still bound by the Chains that hold me..."

 

[Will]

She nodded. ''Now, tell me what the Sith Code means to you.'' She ordered, sitting back down, and closing her eyes.

 

[Phil]

"The Code can have many diffrent meanings for others, but for i, it means that peace will never find me, and i waste my time if i try to find it. Only through my powers, that are fueled by Passion, Strenght, hatred, and fear, will i fully achieve what i desire, nothing would hold me back once i would achieve my true potential, only then will my chains shatter..."

"That is the Code's Meaning to me."

 

[Will]

Ren was pleased. A true Sith's answer. She didn't show it though. ''Show me what force powers you know. My data on you tells me you have been instructed by others.''

 

[Phil]

Damarus nodded.

"The Jedi taught me how to use the Force and how to use a Lightsaber... how to use them to serve them. I only know how to use the basic powers, mainly how to throw, pull, and lifting objects or enemies. Do you require any demonstrations, Master Sith?"

 

[Will]

''I shall need demonstrations of your force powers, to guage what damage has been done. I will then test your combat capabilities.'' One of Ren's puppets twitched, and she smiled.

 

[Phil]

"Of course."

He raised one of his hands slightly up, and a small remote droid floated out from his robe, inactive. Twitching and turning his hand slightly, he could guide the small ball of metal around himself, but he knew that would not impress or satisfy the Master. He then used the energy in him to hurl the ball into the wall inback of H.O.D., the remote going full speed into the wall and shattering into several pieces.

It wasent too exausting, but doing this to larger objects, or even people, was much more challenging. Reaching out where the remote's remains stood, then slowly skidded across the stone floor, and then were lifted up and they floated infront of both Damarus and Ren, forming a new, yet crude ball of metal. He took a deep breth, and clutched his fist tightly as the metal components stuck togather, tightning around eachother as it then dropped back into Damarus's hand, now one, crude, broken remote put back togather through the Force.

 

[Will]

''Excellent. You know the basics. Now, attack me.'' She stood, perfectly still, hands by her sides. She knew he had a lightsabre, but nowadays, that often wasn't always the maonly weapon used...

 

[Phil]

OOC: My appologies on the delay.

IC: Damarus nodded, his right arm extending out as the saber on his belt unhitched from it and went into his hand. A crimson blade emited from the handle as he twirled it once, but didnt attack with it. Instead, he focused the energy and darkness he could feel from this place into his other hand, and launched it foward to hurl his Teacher back a good distance away.

 

[Will]

Ren felt the push coming, and was already braced for the impact. She was pushed back slightly. She smiled. ''I said attack. Come on!'' She ordered. This was going to be fun...

 

[Phil]

His Teacher was strong against such attacks, as was expected. But he would do as she demanded, and gripped his crimson Lightsaber with both hands. His lightsaber was more then just a tool to deflect enemy fire away, it was a weapon of the Sith, one he was using now as he took several quick steps foward, and took a swing at her mid section.

 

[Will]

The puppet to her left whizzed to life. The lightsabre in it's hand sprang to life, blocking the hit. Ren moved her wrist, and it stood before her, blade locked with Damarus'. ''Very good, but too slow. Faster! Use all your anger and hatred!'' She pulled her little finger back, and her ring finger forward, and the puppet pushed the sabre away, swiping for Damarus as if it were alive.

 

[Phil]

Damarus broke the lock with his blade and moved it into the right spot to block his Teacher's blade, both Sabers connecting. When he saw his block was a success, he pulled it up, tightning his grip on the handle as he struck towards his Instructor's upper part, focusing for a more faster strike with what Strength the Quarren had in him, physicaly or powered through the Force.

 

[Will]

The blade scratched along the puppet's chest, and Ren indicated for him to stop. ''Now, i shall teach you force lightning. Gather the dark side in your fingertips, feel it bubble up inside, you, and release it.'' Ren demonstrated, the purple bolts dancing on the opposite wall, leaving a large black burn.

 

[Phil]

Damarus nodded, deactivating his Saber, but still held it in his right hand. When he was told how to conjure Force Lightning, a dark side power he knows Jedi would never use, he nodded once again, understanding what to do. He has only attempted it twice, and was only able to conjure a small spark on the second try, barley enough to drop a full grown man. But this time, he could feel the Dark Side flowing all around him, this would give him a better chance this time.

Closing his eyes as he focused on both the Force and the Dark Side energies around him, he attempted to channel it into his three, almost slither-like fingers as he started to feel a tingle there for a minute, a good sign.

 

[Will]

Ren watched as bolts flared from Damarus' fingertips. Excellent. He learned fast. She lifted her hand, and a trapdoor opened. A woman raised out, and she placed her upon the cold stone floor, standing. ''Kill her by choking her. Use power similar to force push, and crush her trachea.''

 

[Phil]

"What is the point of pointless slaughter though?"

Was what Damarus thought, but never said. He knew better to question the master, and knew he must be killing this woman for good reasons. Reaching out, he raised his hand and formed a clutching fist towards the woman, feeling his grip tighten around her throat, just as he has done to others. He applied more and more presure until he could feel her everything around and inside her neck tightning.