Ah, Another (Eeala Fuerhin's training)

[Trakon]

"Yes, the Force gives you the power to control objects. I am able to even change the color to a certain degree."

 

[GABA]

"That sounds like magic." she said with a flat tone, then raised an eyebrow, "I wanna see..." said the skeptic.

 

[Trakon]

"If I must." Osman smiled as he lifted a small yellow flow up from the ground. As it approached his outstretched hand, he began to focus. Osman saw the flower change colors in his mind, and began the chemical change.

 

[GABA]

"You're so calm when you do these things." she told the Master, "No chanting or feeling, you can just are able to do it." Eeala whispered outloud.

 

[Trakon]

"I wasn't like this before, in fact I was a fiery young knight. I learned I was headed down a path that none had yet to return from."

 

[GABA]

"So is it bad to have feelings as a Jedi?" she asked, taking the flower from her Master, "It wasn't done growing by the way Master Osman." speaking of the flower.

 

[Trakon]

"Feelings can help you. I will not deny it, although there are others who would. They can help you focus in certain circumstances, and even decisions are helped. But the negative emotions, they are what lead you down the darker path."

 

[GABA]

"I see." she replied then knelt to where the flower was picked; the girl moved her fingers over the separated stems, she could feel where each piece needed to go. She closed her eyes and begun healing the pieces of flower back together. Several moments she was done and the flower stood on its own as if it weren't picked at all.

 

[Trakon]

"I see you have a affinity for healing plants." Osman began to think.

"You can, I assume, heal more than just plants. Like one such as myself?"

 

[GABA]

"Yes, and kill." she said with a bit of shame in her voice.

 

[Trakon]

"What were you forced to do?" He had not yet trained someone who had killed.

 

[GABA]

"I was taught when someone came demonstrating my power it meant they had stolen it from me. They were bad and I had to,well, stop them before they would take even more and replace me." Eeala explained. "It scared me, I asked what I could do,and there wasn't much of a choice."

She stood up, "It wasn't until the Jedi visited did I learn that wasn't so." admitted the girl.

 

[Trakon]

"Good to see we help still." Osman looked down. "I've known some Jedi who were not as nice."

 

[GABA]

"Not as nice? From what it sounds, did I get lucky?" she asked him, "It sounds like those we had trust can deceive our thinking."

 

[Trakon]

"No, majority of Jedi are indeed very nice. However, some are not as calm as others. this leads their emotions to have a greater hand in them than their minds."

 

[GABA]

"I see." she said in response, "Does it make you angry that they are like that sometimes?" Eeala asked, "I know I would get angry when someone would be so passionate about something they wouldn't listen to other ideas."

 

[Trakon]

"No, I hold no grudge against them. They wouldn't care either way. I was like them, a long time ago." Osman turned and paced a little.

"Enough remembering, time for training."

 

[GABA]

Eeala's eyes flickered to the dummies that were played with earlier, "Are we going to train with that? Or do you have something else planned Master?" she asked with a bit of enthusiasm in her voice.

 

[Trakon]

"A little bit of both. I want you to take a training saber and defend against a drone attack."

 

[GABA]

"A what..." Eeala looked around and walked up to a counter with a line of cylinder tubes. She guessed these were training sabers. The girl examined each one before choosing. The padawan turned back to her Master, "Ok, what is the drone?" she asked.