Ah, Another (Eeala Fuerhin's training)

[Trakon]

Osman taught many people in his time. A fellow Nautolaun, to humans. Today he would teach another. He just so happened to be near the place where he told his new padawan to meet him.

 

[GABA]

Eeala walked quietly through the halls, she was still tired from the night before. Her nerves refused to let her sleep. Only a few days earlier she had received word that a Jedi Master would take her to train. At first she was excited, but as time drifted, she worried what the worst was to come.

It had only been less than a month that she had left Almania, a world torn by greed and civil war.

Her nerves settled and she remembered what a relief it was to be here. And her perked up, knowing she was here to learn and to share what she had learned. Eeala reached their meeting spot, she was told Master Osman was Nautolaun, but to his unfortunate she had never seen one of Nautolaun race before and her eyes light up with excitement. "WOW! I have never seen a Nautolaun in real life before, only holo images, and those are nothing like the real thing..." she babbled on.

 

[Trakon]

"Calm down there young padawan." Osman began to ease calmness through the Force, in a attempt to get this new padawan settled.

"Nautolaun is indeed my race, it is nothing special, unless you consider living underwater special."

 

[GABA]

Eeala felt herself calming down involuntarily, she pressed her lips together in thought, "Well, not everyone can naturally live underwater." she stated with a shrug, "As well as being comfortable on land also."

 

[Trakon]

"It is a gift." Osman smiled his nice teeth. He face turned outward to the window that was there.

"Coruscant is lovely at night. But before we begin you training, tell me about yourself, things that your background I recieved didn't tell me."

 

[GABA]

Eeala's head turned towards the window, the lights of Coruscant glinted as far as the eye could see. "I had received the title of 'wind whisperer' from my tribe's elders. It was a title given to those who could speak with the land. I was kind of a big deal." she smiled to her Master, "It was important where to move and when, where the best farm land may lie, and what the animals were thinking. Especially the birds: my ancestors believed they were our connection to the creators." Eeala informed Master Osman.

 

[Trakon]

"So you have a connection to nature, and birds in particular. Did you ever try and grow things using the Force? I know you probably don't know how to for certain, but ann accident and something grew?" Osman was going to continue this line of questioning, mainly on the basis that the training is going to be different.

 

[GABA]

"Nothing grows in the snow." she said, resting her forehead against the window, "But if something did, I knew where it was, its kind of like a fingerprint, and I knew what each one was and where they were, and how they were doing." she looked at the Nautolan Master, "It was a flower, as I said nothing grows in the snow, it was bright purple and only legend. When I brought it back that's how they knew who I would be, the whisperer of winds." Eeala let out a sigh, "The village was thrilled, my parents cried, and I had to leave and stay with strangers and elders."

 

[Trakon]

Osman looked away in a moment of thought.

She can tell where plants are, how far into growth they are, and knows what kind they are. Most interesting traits. He thought.

"Eeala, can you sense other living things besides just plants? But with similar effect?"

 

[GABA]

Eeala froze at the question, she couldn't answer with a lie, she was pretty sure he would know, "Y-yes..." the girl answered hesitantly, she looked up at the Jedi Master, "People too. But..." Eeala knew the Jedi were different, she knew from listening to the visitor jedi, they wouldn't cause harm to others, "I don't want to hurt others, like I was made to do." Eeala folded her arms around herself as her gaze took her back to the window overlooking the city.

 

[Trakon]

"I won't make you hurt others, I was just trying to see if you could sense other living beings." Osman had to ask though. "What is it you were made to do?"

 

[GABA]

"I was brought to a temple where others with gifts gathered. There was the Seer, the Listener, the Healer, the Minder, and then me, the Whisperer. Our tribes believed we were the connection between the gods and mortals. There was only allowed one, no other with these gifts could exist, at a time." Eeala explained, "I was not told the truth about my mom and dad, I can feel it when they spoke to me, I believe I was told a lot of lies..." she looked up at Master Osman, "I was glad when the Jedi and Republic finally reached the Northern Territories."

"I was told having more than the five of us would cause unbalance and would upset the gods. People brought their children and babies to us to bless, but it was really to filter out those who carried gifts and those who didn't. We tore families apart, gave false hopes, and murdered..." Eeala explained with no emotion in her voice, her eyes unfocused as if witnessing what she had past done, she blinked and her eyes focused, a hateful tone replaced her words, "I murdered, I took life away as they bathed in glee that their power was not threatened. I hated them Master Osman, I hated and still hate."

 

[Trakon]

"Hate is a powerful emotion, one of several that can lead you to do things you will regret. It is best to forgive and forget, their time will come at some point." Osman took a breath and sighed. "Follow me, I will begin teaching you how to apply the Force."

 

[GABA]

Eeala held her tongue, she didn't know if she regretted what she did, they were dead now, "What do you mean by applying the Force?" she asked following Master Osman.

 

[Trakon]

"To lift objects, to see things without eyes, and to jump higher than you normally would."

 

[GABA]

Eeala blushed, it seemed like an obvious question with quite an obvious answer, she felt dumb for asking. "And what about your weapon," she said referring to the Jedi's tool: the lightsaber, "The Jedi who helped me on Almania carried these incredible blades, will I be able to use one too?" she asked.

 

[Trakon]

"You will, when I deem it the right time." Osman stopped and opened a door, and what lay behind was a somewhat open field. There were weights and dummies of varying weights in one corner, the one Osman was now headed for.

"Eeala, do you see that dummy over there?" Osman said as his hand pointed to the very obviously heaviest one. It lifted up as Osman picked it up with the Force. "I will train you to pick up these dummies."

 

[GABA]

"Isn't that one the heaviest?" she asked, "Wouldn't it be better to start with the lightest and then work up?" Eeala was hesitant, she wasn't expecting to jump into such training so quickly. The girl walked up to the floating dummy, she could feel something, in her conclusion, she guessed it was the Force.

 

[Trakon]

"It is the heaviest, although I will not start you on it."

 

[GABA]

Eeala fingers reached out to touch the invisible Force, it had a certain distinguish feel about it. It wasn't pained, nor angry, but peaceful. She whispered something illegible to the ear, "It tells me I can." she spoke, her eyes were focused, but looked beyond the object in front of her.