The Legend Begins Mofo's Shade Training(Den as my master)

[Zen]

Mofo had been and given his easy going ways, he was ape acted into the order. Smiling at the jokily manner he always is he had heard who his master was, Miss Tao, Shade Knight of the Shade order.

He hoped to be taught by her and learn everything she knew before becoming a Knight. He moved pass the staircase and smiled before moving towards the training room and sitting down quickly and beginning to mediation.

 

[Denzein]

The meditation room was like any other; bar one fact. It had a tree, approximately nine metres tall in its southernmost corner. Beside it was a massively oversized dress made from natural fabrics, and a small silver-and-wood cylinder. Taa'Sho did not communicate with her second padawan as he entered; instead waiting for him to take the initiative and speak to her. It was a lesson she felt he should learn first; that he could talk to her even when she was silently meditating. Students always picked the most inopportune times to decide they wanted to learn, and she knew this already.

 

[Zen]

He remained calm like a feather floating through the air without being burnt or hurt, and smiled."Master, if you wanted me to talk I would Have remained with Jedi and made Nuka do that. Am I not of the Shade? Or are the training methods the same of the Jedi. Master?"He questioned both himself and her. He needed an answer, his voice was sharp and calm.

 

[Denzein]

A voice began to roll about the training room, obviously female but powerful and mighty, like thunder in a box. Mofo was very young; he had to realise that training was not just training, it was a lesson on life itself. Some aspects of training would never differ, no matter where it was taught. She would instruct him in this once, but only once.

"Just because the Jedi taught a specific philosophy it does not mean that we at the Shade will teach it also. I share many of my views with the Jedi; I just happen to disagree with their inactivity. If you have a problem with that leave now. Training isn't just learning how to use the force and how to kill; it's learning how to live."

Before Mofo's eyes the tree in the room began to shrink; branches becoming arms, trunk splitting and becoming a pair of legs. The uppermost canopy merged into a beautiful young woman's face.

Once she had finished shapeshifting and reclothed herself, she ignited her lightsaber and assumed a ready stance.

"Attack, my young padawan."

 

[Zen]

He looked at the tree and said."Right."Before slowly standing up."I my dear Master Have not yet built a Lightsaber of my own yet."He said slowly before coughing."I do indeed wish to that that."HE asked calmly.

 

[Denzein]

Taa'Sho grinned, pulling a saber from a rack on the side of the training frrom and landing it at Mofo's feet. She gestured with her lightsaber.

"Use that for now. It's no training saber, it's full power. One slip from either of us could kill, that's how I prefer it. Impress me and I'll see what I can do about your light saber trouble..."

 

[Zen]

Mofo shook his head, He can easily make her kneel before her at the emotions he sensed from her. In the past. But just not to he caught the lightsaber and begun to speak."Any Ground rules, Just Lightsaber combat no force correct?" Mofo asked calmly before going into a stance.

(After 1 and a half long month you finally post. Thank you!:CNot)

 

[Denzein]

(Blame coursework and my desire to actually get into university...)

Taa'Sho smirked. She had witnessed Mofo's power in the force and it paled in comparison compared to her... He would find her completely unfased by his force attacks, if he tried them. He didn't want him to catch on, though.

"I said defend yourself, padawan. There will be no rules when you are fighting for your life out in the real galaxy. 1,600 years have taught me that much..."

She came for him, speeding through the force and reaching him in a heartbeat. Her saber swung in from up high, out of his comfort zone, forcing him to reach up to block or become two halves of a goblin. She was expecting him to block and counter, but in the event that he failed she would hold back, only severing his arm at the shoulder.

 

[Zen]

His eyes flicked opened as his flicked the Switch quickly, before blocking the attack by luck, he had to jump back, in order to not only get distance but block, He sent a force push at her, hoping to push her back, slightly, he knew she could easily block the force push, but it was worth a try."So, quick on Judgment Master? Anit you?" He asked her slowly while keeping his blade at the ready.

 

[Denzein]

She weathered Mofo's push like a tree in a gale, calmly swaying with the force and bringing her saber around for another, lower slash this time directed at his legs. As soon as he blocked this she would snip with a speed that belied her age and size, striking from the opposite angle. She would finish this up by merely stepping over the tiny warrior and blasting out with the force at him, intending to send him skidding and bouncing across the padded training room floor.

She wanted the little green learner to attack her, to realise that not every situation could be defeated through pacifism. Combat was necessary to survive, and if he didn't learn that lesson in a matter of moments he would be dead.

She didn't reply to him, simply focussing on her attack.

 

[Zen]

He had blocked all her attacks saber attacks with trouble, what he did not block or was incapable was her force attack which indeed sent him bouncing across the room, like a midget getting punted. he landed on his feet and deactivated his lightsaber he sat down quickly, in a mediation stance, and closed his eyes, he had to enable this technique as fast as he could or faster then he could.He recantation the Pass Images, he had of her emotions, and enabled it at her, if this invisible barrier hit her, it would feel like one thousand sharp swords, impaling her body, with insane pain, though this was chapping mentality and both physical, but it was to show her that, punting a midget across the room had it's ups and downs.If this worked perfectly, Mofo, would get up to his feet, with a tiresome look on his face, and one knee down on the ground and speak."You forget, I have this nice technique, I am capable of doing, so don't get it over your head, yes I am not that skilled in combat, but must I remind you I am as fierce in The force as any Jedi Knight, a low level Master. But that's over doing it the master part."He finished with a bit of a regret.

 

[Denzein]

Taa'Sho batted the battle meditation out of her mind with a calm telepathic blast, purifying her own mind of the stabbing pains and instead reflecting back upon their user. He thought much of himself, this one. He needed to be reminded of his place... She accentuated the battle meditation technique, now wreaking havoc in it's own maker's mind, enhancing it's power with her own. Mofo's power would be eclipsed by her own.

She had warned him against relying on this crutch, and yet still he leant upon it as an old man leans on, well, a crutch. She looked at the sitting green goblin, tiny compared to her. She crossed the room to where he was in a single step and kicked him from his sitting position, sending him bouncing across the floor once more. She was displeased, to say the least. She had been given the option to kill him because he had merely sat on the ground and decided to try a force attack against someone who is clearly more adept at force use than himself. It was a foolish mistake, and he had made it worse for himself by daring to call himself a master in her presence.

She, who had remained a padawan for centuries, chosen against the wishes of a unanimous Jedi council many times over to remain a knight, denying herself the mantle of master despite the grandmaster of the Shade himself suggesting she take it. This boy, this thing, this runt had no right to call itself master. No. Not yet.

She watched him, waiting for him to respond to the "hundred stabbing swords" impaling his mind. She would lecture him, once he came around...

 

[Zen]

He was surprised she reflected so easily, not many Knights and even Master's can easily Refection this technique.He cost a barrier, around him to block her attack, it will drain him greatly to by pass, the block but he successful, she came up to him and punted him yet again sending walling into a wall.He coughed out blood, and spoke."Maybe, Grandmaster Quen was right or maybe I did choose the wrong place to stay and be trained, If I was capable of going back to the Jedi I would, I apologize, Master Neti, I will be returning to the Jedi, Call me a quilter or not, But this form of training is to harsh." He said slowly. He coughed out more blood.