Alyssa Nonomyth's Assassin Specialization Training

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Alyssa Nonomyth had awaken early that night, And did her daily duties. Her sister was asleep, And her other Little Sister was sleeping also hopefully, And not wondering around. She got dressed. And sighed slowly, She placed on her black leather pants, Black sockets, and the black boots, Tied them together, A bra obliviously black. And a Mini shirt, that covered her chest, so it didn’t show to much. She had two scars, on both thighs, A light scar down her chest, moving down towards her rib section of her body. And a Devil Dragonfly tattoo on her Back.

She placed lightsaber on her belt, And opened the door slightly and peered out, It was quiet, everyone was either, Sleeping, Training, Reading, Eating, Etc. But her there was other things she worried about. She was going to be trained to be a Dark Assassin of the Bogan, Something she wanted to do all her life.

Not that it, Mattered, the Nonomyth Family In the Bogan are very gifted in the force and were full of surprises, she sighed, and exited the halls making her way toward’s the training area. She also had one eye, and a Transplant White eye, that moved on it’s own. It was quite a valuable thing. As it allowed her to see from way distances, if she channeled the Force into that point of the eye. Other then that I was a simply white eye.

She made her way towards the training area, and sat in the middle of the Room, crossing her legs, waiting for her speculations training Master to show up.
 

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Her master was in fact already in the room. Concealed in the shadows, a combination of cloak and stealth force techniques, along with the dim light in the room, making him practically invisible. Concentrating also on his force presence, shrinking from the powerful beacon that he was, the master was less than a dot on a page. Undetectable. A hidden assassin.

He dropped his physical concealment, still shrouding his presence in the force and materialised behind her. She would not see him, and he did not make a noise or even move a muscle. Even his breathing was slow, light and careful. Quiet. Dressed in practical training attire, all black, from the boots, to the trousers, to the sleeveless tunic and cuffs on his wrists. The tunic was cowled, and his hood was raised, obscuring his face. Unlike his usual selection for wandering the temples or his palaces, the High Lord carried not only his lightsaber, but a few belts of knives, and a short sword strapped across his back. One of these such weapons, a knife, of blade about five inches long, sharp, but a sull gun-metal grey colour, reseted in a reverse handed grip in his right hand.

Pushing his weight onto the balls of his feet, the master leapt forward and landed cat-like, behind the girl, in a crouch. She would have noticed that, but he did not let her react, instantly whipping his left arm around her torso in a tight grip, pinning both her arms to her sides. With his other hand he pressed the blade to her neck and the sharp cold steel began the push down, drawing a thin line of blood.

"Lesson one: never be caught waiting," he whispered in her ear.
 

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She opened her eyes and looked around. She enjoy the light quite different it was darker that's why she must of loved it better, Her Mother her own Mother Would be Pound of her, After she Acclamation, her training, Becomes a Dark assassin, Eventuality master, and soon she can go on dark and more dangerous missions, and away from her twin sister.

Her Twin sister had a Different Path, Marauder, while she held assassin, And the Younger one, Instituter Maybe? Aside from that, this temple needed more intentness people. The acolytes she meant. They were small yet mislead by some of the Clorets also know as Crusader and Masters alike. There yet to be hope in this mad world, but hey we make it ours. She remained quite, slowly. Looking around, She felt every life force, Only plant wise or in that room, Possibility, yet her master did not show. Until her ears picked up a noise, and she knew from right there her master had been cloaked, and concealment. Yet he was to fast.

His hands gripped on hers, that pinned both of her arms behind her back near both sides, And the other around her neck, a thin blade came down her, neck. She stay Quite, the blade pieced through her skin pain came, yet she ignored it simply, It was harder then it actuality looked, but manageable."Understood master, You have a fine, blade. It's perfect for chopping my neck off, the sharpness and Denise is perfect, My Sister would Admire your effects with the blade. Master it is a pleasure to meet you."She said, slowly. Ignoring the pain on her skin tissue infected.
 

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"Understood master."

"No it isn't," he whispered simply, "if it was, you would not now have my knife pressed to your neck. You are now waiting for me to make the next move, and you're dead," he said, what use is a dead assassin?"

"You have a fine, blade. It's perfect for chopping my neck off, the sharpness and Denise is perfect, My Sister would Admire your effects with the blade. Master it is a pleasure to meet you."

"No it isn't," Nescius said, slackening his grip on her and pushing her forwards, flicking the blade into a slightly deeper incision into her neck and moving it away. The cut was not too deep, but he had severed tendon and muscle and that would be excruciatingly painful. A flesh wound, with no lasting damage, except perhaps a small, unnoticed scar, but a lesson nonetheless. He stood up and turned away from her, dropping the knife on the floor in front of her.

"It is far to small and thin, even if I got through all the sinew and the windpipe, it would not make it through your spine. It lacks a serrated edge, it is not designed to cut, but pierce: muscle fibre, skin, tendon, arteries and veins. And beyond that, it is a tool. Metal, disposable, replaceable. Keep hold of it. If you're quick, and you know where to poke that thing, you'll never need any other weapon for a kill."

"Now you are bleeding all over the floor. Tend your wound quickly, a bleeding assassin is one who is traced all to easily by his pursuers," he said, thinking to himself it might have been a good idea to bring a cloak for him to tear off some fabric for a make-shift bandage. She was wearing clothes, the end of a sleeve or trouser leg would do.
 

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Her eyes turned darken red, at the blade tip as it drug deeper a bit, yet she did not scenic she was used to pain, Again she tried to ignore it yet it was far to much, so she had to hold it, The bloody shivering past her neck, then down her chest, down her stomach, her thrasher and now boots. She coughed lightly, This turned in a unpleasant surprise to her distaste, her throat became dry and sickened, Hmmm. She closed her eyes. And the blade her dropped flew at her circled, and cut a good amount of pant leg leather for her to stop the bleeding. Before it slowly returned towards the ground. She raised her hands, and the leather slowly lifted into the air. She coughed again, as the leather Pant legging wrapped around her Neck, stopping the blood from coming out of the neck. She looked at him, And spoke. Coughing again."Well, that was a tastefulness welcome we should this always."She laughed, yet she stopped. She got up and spoke."Master.."She paused she when she saw his face, this was no organic man, as she bit her tongue. It was the High Lord Of the Bogan, She had better watch what she said. She thought slowly.

She looked at him, hoping for him to speak to her, wondering what he would have said, To be honest. She found no judgement in protesting with him, he was right, If He did meant to kill She would be dead. And she lost her self dead in her tracks, as to what he said, This training would be a long painful, yet wroth able training to do.
 

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Nescius sighed, annoyed, "Using the force so lazily, it is not our way. If I ever see you do it again, I shall cut off the hand you use to so carefully guide the force for your every whim."

"Stand up and face me, child," he said. He was aware that in actuality she was only a few years younger than himself, and indeed 38 was an age of childhood to very few. But in terms of the force, the skills he displayed, she was little more than a child. When she stood up, he lashed out his leg in a fast, unexpected, but obviously conspicuous kick, aiming directly for her stomach. The force, if it connected full on, would send her reeling, and would wind her. And it would leave a hell of a bruise.
 

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She eyed him, she ignored him calling her a child. But she did stand up and obey him. Her physical app-acne was of a 18 year old, while her true age was 38. But when she stood up a kick was lashed, it was fast, but still see able, She went for her lightsaber and flicked it open, making sure the lightsaber was on training mode, so not to actuality cut his leg, but to bruise it. She blocked the the kick with saber, Leaving merely a server bruise mark on his leg, knocking it off course, she backed away eying him."That was to close, for both of us Master."It was, If she had not blocked it she would be sent at a wall, if she did not turn training mode on, he would be on one leg. So, it was actuality a good thing, She seemed it was a draw at this beginning much, Disperse her neck, All senses were focused on her target, Like a viper. Thus concealing the pain right now. Through her hands were throbbing from the block she made, the speed of his leg, blocked by a solider block, Made my hand throbbed instating. She thought eying him.
 

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The time it took to unclip a lightsaber and angle it to block was a good second longer than the time it took Nescius' leg to lash out and smash her in the stomach. The force sent her staggering backwards and the lightsaber never made it to where his leg had connected.

"Foolish girl. A dodge would have served you far better. Stepping out of harm's way when you're unarmed and in this close proximity is much preferable to an ill advised motion towards counter attack," he said, disappointed in her selection of action, "Again, you stood and waited for me to make the move. You assume your target will wander willingly into your blade's path. And now you have just drawn your lightsaber. Anybody who had yet to notice you has just seen the humming bright red beam of plasma you are holding in your hands. Do you understand what an assassin is?"
 

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She was sent flying, her hands back up as she did a back flip landing on her feet, Sliding, as she gripped her stomach she sighed and spoke. Breathing heavily."That's what I am here to learn am I not?"She asked slowly, before speaking again."A Assassin, A Person who seeks in the shadows, waiting for the enemy to turn it's back while we silently assassinate them."She said slowly, She wasn't thinking right, he hit her quite well, and her lightsaber went flying off her hand.
 

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"That's what I am here to learn am I not?"

"You are not," he replied flatly, "you are here to learn to be an assassin, not what one is. You don't apply for medical school if you have no idea what a doctor is. You don't turn up on your first day of law school expecting to be told that a lawyer represents somebody in matters of the law. You do not sit there, cross-legged with your eyes shut waiting for me to tell you what you've signed up for."

Her description was not what Nescius would have personally used to describe an assassin, but at least she got the basic concept. They could refine it later, for now he was going to hone in on one point.

"An assassin strikes from the shadows. He is patient, but he does not simply wait. Yet here you are, standing in the middle of the room, waiting for me to tell you what to do. You have no element of surprise. Your identity is known to all who see your work. Your lightsaber has been knocked from your grasp. And you have put no thought into your escape plan. An assassin is far more than a hidden blade."
 
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She eyed him slowly before speaking."Does mind reading help?" She asked slowly before speaking."What I mean is, If You are capable of reading your enemy thoughts of what they will do then you can read them like a book. But then again, people can block you off there mind. Sorry, For interrupting I apologize, master."She said, smiling before she commentated herself, and went invisible her movement begun to go slowly silently unheard for now, Just, for now, her her breathy. As she walked slowly, unheard for now making her way slowly at her master.
 

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"The effort and concentration requires to attain that level of understanding of somebody's innermost thoughts makes it almost universally a complete waste of time. And that's on the proviso you can force your way into somebody's mind undetected, cipher through their innermost thoughts, separate their levels of consciousness and understand instincts and emotions that are not even expressed in any readable means. And even if I did think it was worth your time, you are far too old to cast away your misconceptions about the mind in order to understand it completely."

"Now that I've sated your whimsical musings, can we get back to the point of this? Because it seems to me that you're setting a precedent for this session. I say something, you completely ignore it and babble on about some irrelevancy, I repeat myself, you babble on about another pointless endeavour. It would seem my presence here is a waste of time, because you still have not listened to the simple instruction I gave you earlier."

He raised his hand, quickly and sent a ball of hard force energy bolting towards her chest. It would slam into her and send her backwards once more. It would wind her and hurt her, probably even crack a rib. At the close proximity absorbing the energy was out of the window, the ball would be on her before she could even focus on a response. Even a dodge was unlikely. Taking the hit was something that happened every now and then.

"So, are you ready to start learning from your mistakes, or are my first impressions of you correct?" He did not need to qualify either of them. Either she would start listening to him and they would begin to progress, or she would hit the last nail into her own coffin proving that there is nothing he can teach her.
 

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She listened to him when he begun to speak was now, beginning, to focus once he finished she was struck by a bolt of Force energy, and sent back flowing hitting the wall. She coughed up blood from her mouth and spoke.” You can’t assume, I have no talent, And call me a child. I my regret my words. But I am not scared in speaking for what I desire to be a intent. It is true I am no better at this, seeing as it my first time, but for god’s sake, if you wish to teach me a lesson, mind doing it on a bloody ****ing Less harmful fashion, I can read you like a book.. Never mind this we shall begin. ”She said as she cloaked herself invisibility, Her force was no longer in the room. She stood up and ignored the pain completely. She eyed him, and made her way, towards she enhanced her speed to near a blur, a fast quiet, movement, she would grab the blade, and and her arm would be wrapped around his neck, Sword pointed at his heart, She turned up and licked his neck. ”Dead.” She mocked, him. If he wanted to try something of the element of surprise then this will do, she patted on how she wasted energy for her speed.

(Sorry for the slight Godmod. Hope you don't mind. It won't happen again.)
 

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((Dw, I reacted before you had the chance to get close to me anyway))

She cloaked herself before Nescius very eyes. That was stupid. It is easy to find somebody when you see them hide themselves. She was smart enough to shroud her presence in the force, but she had also overlooked the fact that as Nescius had felt her before, it would not be difficult for him to simply focus on her essence if it had not disappeared, or if she had opted to completely hide herself, then he only needed to pay attention to the person sized void before him.

He felt her draw on the force as she enhanced her speed. She had missed the subtleties of hiding oneself in the presence of someone who knew what to look for. Her fast footsteps were impossible to conceal and they echoed, and raised dust from the floor. He let his joints flex and drew another knife to his right hand. He knew she was right behind him, but made no effort to turn and face her. He simply waited, knowing the attack was coming. It mirrored his own earlier, although his attack had been unexpected, whereas heres was. Her first arm whipped around him, he let hit snake over his shoulder, arching them enough that she would struggle to strangle him with her forearm. Her other arm launched around him, driving the knife at his chest.

"Dead."

His unarmed arm was in the way, and his hand clenched around her wrist before the blade made contact, his vice-like grip seeing the knife facing harmlessly away from both his chest and his own forearm. His other hand, the one with his knife, seemed to have dropped to his side.

"Am I? Or have I just cut your femoral artery and is your life's blood flowing from your veins?" The lightest sting would be all she would feel, but looking down she would see the cut he had made in her thigh was inch perfect, and fortunately for her, above the crucial artery. The skin deep scratch was Nescius proving a point however, as he twisted around, using the arm he had caught as a makeweight so she broke her grasp. He stepped back.

"If I thought you lacked talent I would not have bothered beginning this session. I call you a child because you are one. I am not expecting you to be the fully formed article, I simply want to see you listen to what I say and take it onboard, which until you finally snapped there, you had not done. I have already taught you some simple lessons, it is not my fault if you are incapable of learning them. And you cannot read me like a book, child."

He paused for the briefest of seconds, "reading a mind is something that is useless in practicality. A thought is not a sentence uttered within a head, it is an abstract concept, completely personal and unique to the person's mind. And there are so many streams of consciousness, attempting to understand one above another is impossible unless the mind is your own. You would have to know somebody as intimately as they know themselves, spend years studying them, watching them, talking to them, understanding them and knowing them before you could understand the inner workings of their thoughts."

"It is important, though, for an assassin to know his target. Not through mind reading, through observation, through comprehension, through experience and expectation. You need to be able to second guess everything a target may do, or else you'll fail. Sensing his emotions and projections is a handy skill, but mind reading is in the realms of fantasy. If it is something that you persist in learning and utilising, then there is little point in me repeating myself."
 

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She looked at him happily for now then. The blade inched scathe at her thigh she had not noticed till he begun speaking, At that she roared in pain, letting go near instance.. The pain was unbearable, blood dripping down her thigh the leather skin, ripped, small pieced right into the skin, and the muscle tissue. She felt truly Helpless. At this point. And then his hand caught her wrist, as she then fell on the ground, she took the knife out, placed the knife into her leather clothing, and ripped yet another cloth of wrap. As she tossed the knife and wrapped it around her injured leg, After wrapping and tiring she had a lot of questions that she hoped for him to answer but it would be wasting his time if she asked. She then sighed, And spoke."I am sorry.."She said. She was dis-pointed with herself. She was not assigned to no organize Assassin Teacher, She was assigned by the Bloody High Lord Himself. She knew little about mind reading, Her Mother was the only member Alive aside from Her mother's Dad that were capable of reading minds and sending dark impulses to manipulating the mind network. How come The High Lord New much about the subject and she didn't."Can we begin. Please, master."She said sighing, Patting, Her Ribs Bruised heavily, Neck Cut, small Thigh Cut, To make matters worst. She felt dis-pointed.

"Master, I have a question, I am sorry But I must ask, How long does it take for a Notice Assassin to a Expert Assassin to read the movement and Study the Target perfectly before making a move to kill?"She asked slowly."What's the Different between a Assassin that's a Notice and One that's an Expert wouldn't both have strengths and weakness in taking down the target?"She asked slowly. Breathing in pain.
 
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The cry of pain was...surprising to Nescius. The cut to her neck and kick would have been far more painful and she had reacted with less fervour then. He was about to say something when her next words reached his ears.

"Can we begin. Please, master."

"I hope you don't mean your training. What do you suppose we've been doing so far? Me sating a deep lain desire for physically abusing crusaders? Lecturing you because I like the sound of my own voice?"

Her next questions permeated with an unyielding quality that made Nescius raise his eyebrows as he processed them and considered a response.

"How long will it take to become a master assassin? It will take as long as it takes. Some who possess the appropriate skills and are a quick learner you could reach high levels in only a few years. Others take longer, decades of dedication and study. Some never make it. Most, in fact, will never achieve the status of a master assassin. And the sooner they realise that, the sooner they can reach their full potential. As it happens, not everybody is equal. For a variety of reasons we have and develop different skills, techniques, levels of intelligence, et cetera. That's just the way it is. And no, a novice has no advantages over an expert. Some will tell you ignorance is bliss. They are wrong. Knowledge gives you an edge. Ignorance can be your enemy's weakness."
 

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She shocked her head, She listened to what he said, Pain was heavily she ignored it, the amount of pain toleration she had was surprising. After he finished she spoke."I already know we have Begun training. What I mean is, This whole lecture, are you actuality going teach me something, Other then the things you have taught me in this pass hours. Meaning Manipulation of the Force, Sec are mind blowing fire bats. I mean, something That a Master- Apparent are doing, I do understand In fact. That the teaching had begun the minute I sat down on the center or walked in the room. But I have been in pain in a rather gruesome matter, I reacted less becau-"She coughed and choked off blood from her mouth into the floor."Because of my pain. I also wish, to ask you. While I am sitting, down. How fast does it take for an expert to kill a Man Heavily Guarded by an armed Moriarty force?"She asked slowly."If hidden well."She finished.
 

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"And what force powers do you suppose I need to teach you to become an assassin, girl?" he asked, getting a little tired of her irrelevant questions, "if you want to sit in a room and perfect your abilities with the force, you do not need me to guide you. Read some ancient scrolls, look at holocrons, but there is little I need to waste time teaching you in that respect. My task is to mould you into an assassin. If you do not already own the skills that you require in order to become one, then you will never succeed, no matter how many hours I dedicate to your tutelage. If you want to go do what a master and an apprentice does, go find an idiot to praise you for levitating rocks. Do not waste my time."

"And what do you mean how quickly does it take? An assassin must kill their target, fast or slow, heavily guarded or left on their own, it doesn't matter. You ask how long it takes to become an assassin, how long it takes to kill somebody. If these are the only questions on your mind, rather than the lessons I have been trying to teach, then you will be one of the ones who never progresses, and remains a novice."

"Now, have I made myself clear?"
 
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