Shopping for Padawans (Nash Balbri's Training)

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

Neglect... A stagnant and slothy nature is ingredient to defection. The Jedi are stale with neglect. As easy as it was to slip in and out of his old stomping grounds, the drawing presence carried along an addition in company. It was the beginning to yet another's corruption from the ignorant Lightside view of a greater magnificence.

Straining him from the group and bringing him unto his presence, Ledo waited for the proper time to fully reveal himself unto the boy. The ship took off, seemingly a ghost vessel. There were no passengers, but Nash. There was no pilot or person to greet him. There was only the voice, that call to his inner desires to follow his heart's truth; a truth that outweighed any Jedi teaching - darkness outlasts the light. For when light fails, darkness is there to greet you.

Ledo had called out to the reaches of the young Padawan's thoughts, bringing him away from the Temple and to their transit. Now, in the reaches of space, they began hyperspace travel. As such, the time had come. The thirteen year old would learn of his future in truth.

The old drift of dust and underused parts would blow from the mouth that now opened in speach to the young one, as the rest of the Pseudon's cloak would ploom into the floor. "Nash... Yes, I know your name... I know a great deal about you, in fact. A fatherless child... But a single object to his name..." Ledo lightly probed, to see what he was working with. This was their first meeting in person, and Ledo would show himself - the mystery.

 

[Katch]

The feeling of darkness and emptiness poured into Nash's mind as this powerful figure stood before him. Many would have a sense a fear if faced by such a man but Nash instead embraced his presence.

"I want you to teach me your ways of the Force," Nash said with every ounce of his being. Waiting for his reply, Nash stared at him, trying not to show weakness.

 

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

Strange, how willing this boy was; yet Ledo knew first hand the openness of the young-minded. He had not to convince this boy, but to merely forge the bond of time.

As the ship blasted through space, the two became acquainted; one more than the other, as Nash seemed to be more the focus than the mysterious traveler.

"...Sit, my child. Shut your eyes and remove the boundaries of your senses."

Ledo had sat at the center of the open cabin upon the floor. His demeanor was more of a friend in this moment in time, though the boy would come to know his animosity in time. For now, he would solidify their bond. The boy would learn a blind obedience with a lacking emptiness as its guide.

"Let yourself feel the waves of my power crash down upon you, to be fully encased in its wealth and magnitude..."

 

[Katch]

Nash could feel the power that Ledo is showing him through the force. A single thought whispered into Nash's head over and over,
Your true father will be revealed in time

Was this a lie? Or the truth. Nash knew Ledo was powerful enough to trick his mind into thinking that he could find his father, but he didn't care.

Opening his eyes, Nash knew in his heart that whatever this man taught him, would bring him closer in his search. The only question Nash could think of asking was,


Where are we going?

 

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

Yet as the boy opened his eyes he would see no one, but an empty cabin; for no one was there to answer his question. The ship, of a different nature, had transformed into a maze of Ledo's design. Upon reaching its end, Ledo would have at his side a focused spear of ferocious weaponry rather than the child that sat there now.

"Follow the sounds of my voice..." The echoing corridors of the ship seemed to answer this boy's call now. Ledo's own tone could be heard amongst the many voices in each word, yet nothing else existed to this boy now but what was put forth before him. The voice called him out into the corridor, a long hallway leading to many doors; the cold panels of metal along the walls and ceilings giving off a steam of fog and ambiguity.

Before the 'child' could make motion to any exit, dozens of people began spilling out of each doorway and filing down towards him. Ledo found much use in symbols and visual aids in teaching his students most expediently.

"Let them pass through you!" The voice whispered and roared all at the same time, giving deep meaningful instruction yet unheard by those around Nash. "Concentrate! ...and let their bodies pass through the atoms of your being..." The voice gave confidence to do what was otherwise impossible, but to progress into the ways of the Force and the Darkside one would have to let go of what was previously thought impossible. The state of the dreamworld held strong, as no other option presented itself. The hallway would reach back behind him to darkness, yet to show no doors or exits as there were before him. Nash would need to feel the effect of his flesh and bone moving through matter by his own will. All would be explained once first experienced, as everything was being done for a reason.

 

[Katch]

"Let them pass through you! Concentrate," was all Nash heard as he was being surrounded by the mysterious persons closing in on him. The voice was getting louder every time he heard it. The only option that Nash could do was trust Ledo and let them pass through him.

The figures have completely surrounded him and stopped as if waiting Nash to answer. All Nash would say was,

Hit me with your best shot.

Then it all went black

 

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

The zombie-like bodies just stood there, starring past the boy towards nothing as if incapable of lethal action or willingness to do so. Ledo began to realize what it might take to get this boy to become the devastating killer he wished him to be...

"...Now... Come to me", the multi-voice whispered, calling from beyond the crowd to bring Nash towards it. He had brought himself to trust in Ledo, now was the time to act for Ledo as the next step. Nash was to literally step forward and pass through the crowd as if they were not there, but a symbol as Ledo began to teach Nash's mind what his brain would comprehend at a later time upon Ledo's explanation. Feel, don't think; was the thought that came to mind. The boy was afraid, or so it seemed; and Ledo would make him become that fear. But first he would have to believe, and step forward into the crowd of people. Even though it looked as though he were going to bump right into them... he would actually pass into and through them as if they were ghosts. They were not ghosts, yet symbols to portray a feeling as he past through them. The voice subsided, awaiting the outcome...