Alari slowly sensed around with the Force, her clarity of mind beginning to pick up minute disturbances in the air around her. She could sense her master, certainly, but the bars were harder. Walking forward cautiously, she hissed as she prickled a finger along one. Reeling back, she almost hit...
The Twi'lek nodded slowly, contemplating the task in her mind. Surely this would be the most challenging task of the day - and the most painful. Well, it seemed training would continue in this fashion for a while. She wondered briefly when lightsabers and using the force offensively would come...
Alari nodded somewhat tiredly, before offering a slightly questioning look. "Wires, master?" She asked slowly, the back of her mind sighing in resignation that another tedious and painful task awaited her. Surely the life of a Jedi would not be like this past Padawanship. She'd always imagined...
Alari raised her head somewhat, before bowing and it swiftly exiting the chamber. No correspondence should take place, for every second counted now. Again, her footfalls were swift but silent as he hurried through the ancient Temple. The very fabric of the Force that permeated the air fed her...
"Known Rules of Engagement are listed below:
A Jedi uses the Force and the lightsaber only for defense, never for Attack.
Understand the dark and light in all things.
Learn to see accurately.
Open your eyes to what is not evident.
Exercise caution, even in trivial manners.
Allow others to...
Alari nodded as her master spoke, wincing slightly as her shoulder clicked back into its proper place with a soft squelching crunch. She tested it, patting it lightly then giving it an experimental roll before offering a respectful bow of her head and hurrying from the chamber. Her sandalled...
Alari hissed with annoyance and pain as the whip struck her leg. Her lekku flicked from side to side irritably now, but she maintained a cool composure. The Jedi Code was one of the easier things to remember, considering it had been drummed into her ever since she had set foot upon Tython's...
Alari dropped down duly, thudding lightly on the floor. She winced, tapping her shoulder lightly before rolling it without much success. A hard trial for a fledgling Padawan, but the Twi'lek's thirst for knowledge over-rode any such notions of tiredness or the such. Though, there was an awful...
Alari's left shoulder was indeed dislocated. She stayed completely motionless in mid-air, her eyes bloodshot from the focus on the holopad. Her lekku hung, weak and lank over her shoulders. She took a deep breath, but her response was still calm and collected. "The crafting of the first...
Alari did not bother resisting. This master is unorthodox, she thought to herself, perhaps much can be discerned from these training sessions. As she was roped up, without struggle, she merely said one simple phrase.
"I will trust your judgement in this being useful, Master," As she was...
Alari merely raised an eyebrow as her master circled her. Her lekku twitched slightly as she began to think, her eyes narrowing slightly and then opening again at Cath's words. She examined the lightwhip with some interest as it came into view, before merely folding her arms calmly over her...
Alari'Duras slowly wandered the vast Temple of Tython, every so often stopping to admire some plant or other interesting knick knack along the way. Her mood was extremely happy, of course, more so than usual. She had been recently informed by some of the other Jedi that a master had at last been...
Erm, maybe? :P Is "Cath" more of a Consular type character than a Combatant one? As I said, ideally, I'm looking for more of an Archivist or Historian/Diplomat. If so, then sure! ^_^