Something wicked this way comes (Kain's training)

[Kain]

OOC: I'm gonna need to change my profile around, which I'll do tonight.

Kain strode into the room, his muscled frame lay hidden beneath a thin covering of make-shift cloth sewn together by novice hands.

Material things never held much interest for the youth. He cared not for wealth and finery. As far as he was concerned, such conveniences were fodder for the weak-minded. Hardships created strength and strength created power. His true goal laid bare, he hid from it not. It bled from every pore of his being, he wiped it from his brow, he kissed it from his lips, he wore it like a crown of glimmering gold atop his head for all to see, for he need never hide such a thing. He was a wolf among sheep and he knew it.

Kain focused himself, drawing his attention back to the room in which he stood. His back straight, his chest out, his fingers clinched tightly into blood-drained fists, his arms crackled with power as he twisted his wrists slightly his muscled rippled and his veins roared. Power; he hissed through clenched teeth. His form a perfect statue, motionless save his chest which raised and lowered like a perfectly timed piston. He awaited his Master, the fulfiller of dreams; and the host of nightmares, he thought with a silent, ominous laugh that echoed through his mind like a firestorm...

 

[Count Sam]

Kain that was probably the name of Tahn's new weak acolyte who he was going to turn into a powerful force-using killing machine that was only loyal to the Bogan, and the goals of the Bogan. After all that was one of the most important roles that Tahn had to do as a dark Jedi instructor. Tahn slowly walked toward the room where his apprentice was waiting; as usual he wore his long dark robes which made him seem as if he was floating not walking on the floor.


Quickly Tahn entered the room. He then stood like a statue his eyes fixed on his apprentice." Tell me what are your reasons for coming here?" The young instructor finally spoke breaking the silence as he waited for his apprentice answer.

 

[Kain]

Kain's brow furrowed at his Master's words. His head slowly rose, sweat dripped freely from his brow to fall upon the smooth stone floor, their sound echoed through his mind, or at least he thought they did.

"I am here for training, so I may truly serve the might of Bogan" Kain hissed through clenched teeth as his head rose, now fully upright. His eyes glared with an untamed ferocity. Kain did not lock eyes with his new Master. His gaze was fixed strongly upon a small crack in the wall, a temporary focus for his hatred.