The Training of Jamall Mohatu

[Jiang Winters]

Jamall imitated his master's pose, sitting down across from him and adopting the classic meditation posture. He listened closely to what his master was saying as he closed his eyes, his keen feline ears rotating about as he listened to the world around him, before finally flattening against his skull to silence most of the sound so he could focus on the object - whatever it was - that was buried in the sand.

He didn't immediately answer his master, instead reaching out with the Force and probing the sand in front of him. He had dabbled in telekinesis a few times before, at night in his quarters while he was meditating. It was accidental for the most part, occurring just when he concentrated on an object in his room, but it gave him a bit of extra insight into how to actually use and control that power.

After a few moments, he found whatever it was buried in the sand, and seized it with the force. His brow furrowed heavily in concentration as he began to lift it, the sand in the center of the circle shaking violently before spilling off to the sides as a badly weatherworn bust of a long-forgotten Jedi Master rose up out of the sand, tiny grains of the golden particles rolling off the ancient rock of the bust as it came to finally hover roughly a meter in midair, between Jamall and Koru.

The cathar risked opening his eyes, and looked on at the object as it lazily floated in mid-air, suspended by his use of the Force. On a whim, he slowly rotated it around several times, before stopping, and manipulating it into an upside-down position, at which point he nearly lost concentration, causing it to dip to within a quarter of a meter to the ground. "Oops." He muttered, his brow furrowing in concentration again as he lifted it back to its previous height and turned it back so that it was facing right-side up again, just as it had when he lifted it out of the ground.

He found it difficult to maintain control over the object, but then again, he was still very new to manipulating the Force. He supposed that through time, he would become more adept in its use.

 

[Project]

"Very good, my Child.Try to move it towards me, and drop it behind me - you will see it is much easier then it sounds.Focus on the object, see through it - use the Force as your Friend, not a tool! he told his Padawan, and waited for him to do so.

Koru put his lightsabers before him, one of them looked like they were forged for Kel Dor hands and could not be gripped in the hands of another creature.
Arca feeled many more motions around him then before - it seemed like something was going on in the Temple... probably a discussion.However he did not care for the moment.

 

[Jiang Winters]

Jamall slowly nodded, his dark brown eyes never leaving the bust. "Right. I'll give it a... I'll do it." He changed his wording at the last minute, upon remembereing a lesson that another padawan had shared with him. 'There is no try,' his friend had told him, 'you do, or you do not.'

The Cathar had, for the most part, taken the wisdom of the lesson to heart.
Thus, he wasn't trying when he confidently levitated the bust up and over his master with a showy series of end-over-end loops, then brought it to a gentle landing half a meter behind his master. Nope, he was just doing it.

 

[Project]

"Very good, my Child, very Good.You see here two lightsabers before me, i would like to see you levitating those, and activate the blade through only, meditating and the use of Telekinesis." he said towards his padawan, awaiting his next movements.
Though he was worried, if his Padawan would turn it too much, one of them would might get hurt - something he would not want to happen...

So Koru began to focus secretly also on the Lightsaber - if his Padawan would go into a dangerous degree - he would simply deactivate before something would happen.

 

[Jiang Winters]

Jamall slowly nodded, then closed his eyes again, and once more focused on the objects he was instructed to manipulate. Now more familiar with the concept of telekinesis, it took him considerably less time to find and levitate the two sabers, then quickly rotate them about so that the blade emitters were facing outwards, and the butts were facing inwards. Both were positioned so that Koru or Jamall could easily reach out and grab them, as they levitated there between them.

It took him a little extra time to find the switches, but once he did, his brow furrowed in concentration as he activated both blades, their distinctive humming letting the cathar padawan know he had been successful in his goal of activating them.

Now that they were active, he opened his eyes, dark brown orbs staring at the hovering sabers and his master, as he waited for Koru to take back the blades, or to issue him a new directive.

 

[Project]

"Very good, you are open for the Force.Before we proceed - I want to say you something.Their are three Sides of the force, however most possible consider them as 2.The light, gray and dark side of the force, those three you must consider, are not the force Techniques themself.They are for what you use them, the sides are merely "good" neutral and "evil".Telekinesis, is gray.It is used by all Force-Sensitives somehow.I will reveal to you more in time, now we must continue the training my Child. he said it still fatherlike and calm at the same time "Try to levitate away from another, while still focusing on both of them, I am sure will master this lesson... for the beginning make it slow."

Koru still focused on both, he saw once how horribly wrong this lesson went - he was not interested in seeing this happening to his Padawan, who was like a Son for him.

 

[Jiang Winters]

The cathar, as had become normal for him, listened intently to every word spoken by his master, committing it to memory. And as usual, he wordlessly obeyed his master's command, closing his eyes and fully focusing on both sabers. Within a moment, the twin blades were drifting away from one another at a fair clip, until they were roughly four meters apart. It was easier to focus on them than Jamall had thought it would be, which was quite a pleasant surprise.

The brown-furred feline soon had the lightsabers five meters from one another, though their speed dwindled as they neared six meters distance, before finally coming to a halt. Jamall opened his eyes once more, dark brown eyes focused upon Koru as he waited for further instruction.

 

[Project]

"Very good, my child.Now, try to levitate them higher away from the ground, and then turn the hilt ends, to the sky, and the Emitter towards the golden Sand." he told his padawan calm, however knowing that the part following to this, could harm both of them.
The sun shined brighter then before, glowing like the Organisms in the Fountain, where they were before.

Koru looked a last time to the image, as it vanished through the no evidence leaving sand.

 

[Jiang Winters]

Again, Jamall complied, and the sabers did as the cathar bid them, rising higher into the sky and turning so that the blades were aimed directly at the ground below. 'This isn't so hard.' He thought, though no flicker of emotion played across his face as he fought down a smile. 'I wonder what's next.'

 

[Project]

"Good.Now... be focused on the Lightsabers!You must be very concentrated, because the next part of the lesson will be levitating the blade directly, onto my hands, and this with a great speed.Do not fear to do this, my Child, stop shortly before you hit them, deactivate the blades and take them back through your will into your hands." he directed his Padawan... this, was the part were sometimes all goes horribly wrong, but still the lesson was good for the spirit, and the understanding to prevent fights.

 

[Jiang Winters]

Jamall held respect for Koru Arca. He held a lot of respect for him. But for once, he felt as though the Kel Dor Knight had bonked his head on a low doorframe one too many times, because he could have swore that he heard his master tell him to actually strike at his hands, and shut the blades of the sabers off a mere moment before they slashed off Koru's hands.

Despite that, the Jedi knew what he was doing - or at least, Jamall hoped he did - and so the Padawan acted as he was told, levitating the blades directly at Koru's hands, their speed causing them to leave trails of light behind them as their lethal energy neared his hands.

He hit a snag, though. He lost his focus, he lost control of the blades. Both of them. And with their speed and trajectory, there was no way he was going to catch and deactivate them before they hit his master's hands.

 

[Project]

Korus hands began to look like they were on Fire, and he felt that his Padawan lost concentration.The blue flames seemed to devour the Energy of the Lightsaber-Blade, resulting in the grips dropping on his hands.The blue flames stopped to burn, making no sound when vanishing back to the force...
The grips were moved back to their hilts at his belts, he looked at his Padawan and awaited his reaction, however he began to talk.

"Do not worry, my Child - you did not fail the lesson... nor you failed at all.Many Padawans can't focus, they think that their Masters are crazy, but i assure you - their are reasons and meaning behinds this Lesson, my Child.Like i told you, and you know, that the Jedi want to assure peace and stop violence from happening... even if the source is themself!Do not worry my child... you did NOT fail!" he repeated the first words he said at the end, with the try to give his Padawan a save ground.

 

[Jiang Winters]

Jamall entered a state of near-panic after he lost control of the blades. He frantically reached out for the lightsabers with the Force, trying to grab them, to stop their deadly flight, or at least redirect towards a place where they could do no harm. But he failed.

His eyes widened in shock as the blades hit his master's hands... And then were absorbed by blue flames. 'What!?' His mind reeled in shock as he tried to figure out what was happening, and he was reduced to just staring slackjawed in surprise and awe as the now-deactivated lightsabers returned to the Kel Dor's belt.

"Uhh... I... Wait, what? I nearly cut off your hands! How could I have not failed this?" Jamall asked incredulously, the young cathar baffled by his master. "Okay, so if I didn't fail then what, exactly, did I succeed in? Aside from nearly giving myself a heart attack?"

 

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"You have suceeded in learning a lesson.A lesson more worth then you would have learned from the other one, my Child.You witnessed the Technique of Force-Absorb, it makes it able to drain energy and force from Negative sources, such as the Blade... calm down, my Child, i assure you, you have much to learn, like i once did.Their is nothing wrong you have done in this moment!Nothing, my Child.You did not slice my hand off, nor did you, hurt you or me..." he said fatherlike "Are you interested in learning the basics of Force-Absorb, though i can merely teach you those, my Child, you must aquire advantage in this Technique yourself.It can be your most valuable knowledge, besides Telekinesis.

 

[Jiang Winters]

Jamall's fuzzy ears twitched a few times before slightly folding back, the cathar taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, then he listened closely to his master. The male took a few moments to process the offer, then he slowly nodded. "Yes." He replied, his voice mostly calm now, though his nervousness still remained.

"Yes, I am interested... But..." He sighed and wiped some panic-created sweat off his brow, then chuckled very faintly. "But I think I should probably wait until I have had some time to pull myself back together, Master."

 

[Project]

"Of course, my Child... I can understand you fully.If you want we can continue the training at another time, if you have any further questions just in case, you will find me in my Quarters..." Koru waited for the response of his padawan, he felt a little bit guilty for his Padawans feelings in the moment, but did not react like he did.

 

[Jiang Winters]

The Cathar slowly nodded as he stood up, brushing sand from his pants as he spoke. "See you tomorrow, Master. If you need me, I will be in the Archives as usual. If I'm not there, then I'll be in my quarters." He replied, giving a brief bow in respect before making his way over to his discarded shirt and pulling it back on, then he started towards the temple. He had a lot to think about regarding what he had just learned.

 

[Project]

Silently, Koru meditated in his Quarters... with great concentration, everything in the room was floating around the Kel'Dor, while he self, was pushing him slightly with a Force-Push away from the ground, which gave the Illusion of him floating above the ground.
(OOC: I am sorry that the post is so short, but I seem not to have something better - the next ones will be longer)

 

[Jiang Winters]

As it turned out, Jamall had found himself not in the archives nor in his quarters, but instead, in one of the small exercise rooms that accompanied the training areas of the temple. The cathar had kept up a steady exercise routine ever since his sister had been kidnapped, but he had neglected it of late, and he needed to catch up.

So, he was lifting weights. 20 Kilo dumbbells, to be more precise. He felt his muscles tense and strain with every curl he performed with the weights, his fur quickly dampening with sweat as he exercised. He was going to need a shower after he was done, but he didn't mind - getting cleaned up sounded like a good idea.

He spent several hours in the room before finally stopping, just as the sun dipped below the horizon and the Jedi Temple was bathed in the city's artificial light. The cathar made his way to his quarters and took a quick shower, then changed into clean clothes and sat down to study a set of lightsaber schematics he had found in the archives.

The design was for a simple, robust lightsaber, the dimensions of which would fit nicely in his large hands. He'd already decided on what material he was going to fashion the saber out of, what color he was going to select for the focusing crystal... Quite literally everything. But he hadn't figured out one thing, and that was when he'd be allowed to make his saber.

He tried not to ponder when he would make his lightsaber, but ultimately, feline curiosity won out and so he slipped on a pair of simple leather sandals and left his quarters with his datapad tucked under his right arm. He headed directly for Koru Arca's quarters, and upon arriving, he pressed the call button next to the door, stood back, and waited for his master to answer.

 

[Project]

The air in the room was cold and crystal clean, other than the one outside of the Jedi-Temple.
It was night, a sight that nearly noone forgets... as horrible memory - that would vanish in the darkness when attacked and killed by thugs or cannibals in the lowests levels, who crawl out of their nests, and manage to get out... but sometimes... it was a memory, that nearly everyone, would remember as beautfiul.The electric light, allways glowing upon the surface of Coruscant... homeworld of Mankind, and their now dead ancestors, the Zhell.

Loudly he sung a holy phrase of the Baran Do - hitting every tone height.. or depth, but then the Call Button on the other side of the door, made a peeping sound and with a little focus on the door control, it was opened.
On the other side, he sensed his padawan... Jamall.
Focusing, for the moment atleast, he began to continue the phrase - sounding nearly, like it was sung by a chorus, thanks to the fact that the voice echoed through the room.