Practice

[Jace Arcage]

*Jace sat on the spongy grass of Shaderon, his legs crossed and his eyes closed in meditation. He felt that his combat skills have been falling as the years went on. Though he had many to contact, there had always been one person who he could count on. Damien Nightblade. This man had even taught a little of philosophy to his father. Jace knew Damien had seen many years of the universe, and knew he was very experienced. And he had been famed as a swordsman, which is why Jace chose to ask him for help, aside from him being a good friend of his.

He opened his eyes and picked up the katana beside him. It had been years since he had unsheathed it. He hadn't had a need to. He pulled the blade out of it's scabbard and marveled at it. It still glimmered with the same strength as it did when he first made it. He managed a smile as his eyes drifted across the lion he had inscribed on it. He also picked up his lightsaber and inspected it. It seemed that all of his weapons were of the same quality as when he had first made them. This made him merry. Hopefully his friend's weapons were still in good condition. But what his father had told him of Damien's craftsmanship had dismissed any doubts.*

 

[Damien Nightblade]

Welcome Home Jace

 

[Jace Arcage]

*Jace smiled as he heard the very familiar voice of his friend within the depths of the Force. The last time he had heard his voice was before the mission he had received about placing a bomb in the senate. The mission that would turn the Republic against the Jedi. But he felt his presence when his sword collided with those of Kage and Reanin. And most importantly, he felt his presence when he prepared to use Rizen.

Jace stood from his seat in the grass and bowed to nothingness, looking towards the ground. Though he may be a phantom of the Force, he showed the same respect as he would if he was living. Jace stood up fully again and retrieved his weapons and put them at his side.*

"It's good to be home, my friend.", Jace said, waiting for Damien to appear.

 

[Damien Nightblade]

"Im glad to see that there are still some good things in the universe."

*It was as if he had been there all along. Standing beside his friend with the humble yet firm posture of a Jedi. The same posture he had adapted since he had been chose to be the padawan of the legendary Dexon Kyjar. A warm smile was worn upon his face as he could feel the forces warmth breath life into his immortal heart. As if there were none there to begin with.*

"It is good to see you once again my friend."