Vo Khana, the Deadly Blade

[GABA]

Lalita recieved the blow to the head. Her face felt the stone and quickly rolled onto her back. "I am informed, my blade fighting is predictable." she simply stated, knowing she was weak in the art as she starred a Vo's blade, glowing next to her. She rolled to her feet, "A natural talent you have Vo. But I ask now, what would happen if you didn't have your blade?"

 

[Jake]

"I don't know. At the moment, though, I would probably be killed. I'm sure I will learn to fend for myself without my blade soon enough. Anyways, shall we continue with my apprenticeship, Master? What else is there to learn?" Vo asked, ignoring the previous altercation. If her evaluation had been correct, this Lalita person was a bit subservient. It didn't matter, though. She'd get what she wanted from her -- power -- and then discard her alongside the rest of the used tools.

 

[GABA]

"To learn to fight without your blade." she told her. Lalita could care less about blade fighting. It wasn't her strength, unlike the other talents she possessed. She beckoned her student to follow as she lead her to a small room.

It was completely bare, except for a large cabinet and the beaten twi'lek that sat in the middle. His head was drooped and his lekku was removed, not in the cleanest matter.

Lalita moved her finger across the twi'lek's forehead. He awoke, frightened and panicked. His lips moved as though pleading, "Don't worry, he won't be able to disrupt our lesson." she told her apprentice.

"The mid is very vulnerable, I had found out first hand at a young age. It is very sensitive to the Force as well as the body. Being at the end of a blade may be frightful, but honestly I think exploding a heart in more thrilling." she told Vo, coming within a nose to nose with her, "What do you think? How would you want to die? At the end of a blade, or..." taking a step back, her hand covered Vo's heart, "feeling your body slowly shutting down because you have no more heart?" she asked the Force pulsing through her fingers cocooned Vo's heart. Lalita could feel it pumping, she closed her fingers slowly squeezing the vital organ belonging to Vo.

 

[Jake]

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Master," Vo said, and took a step away. The solidifying barrier that had begun to form around her heart dissipated abruptly as she fell out of physical contact. Walking around Lalita, she approached the Twi'lek. She lifted his head by putting two fingers under his chin and elevating it just slightly. She looked into his eyes - they were glazed over, devastated by tragedy and torture. A smile played across her lips. She looked over her shoulder just slightly, "Watch this, Master Lalita."

Turning back to face the Twi'lek, she rested her head just above his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Goodnight." Suddenly, her fist sank into the soft flesh of the slave's stomach, followed by a quick jab as she dug her long fingernails into his throat. She made sure she stopped just before she pierced it, and grabbed the stunned Twi'lek's face with her hand. She slammed the green-skinned alien's head into the cold floor, and with a jab from her elbow felt the cartilage of its nose give way. Blood poured out of his nostrils. He sat the Twi'lek in a position that would make it difficult for him to drown in his own bodily fluid.

Unfortunate. She hadn't known her master had meant combat as easy as this. In her time with her father, she had received a handful of lessons in martial arts, and as a 'guest' of the slavers, she had undergone rigorous physical labor and had learned the basics of brawling there. She could easily defeat an opponent as soft and weak as this. She found herself very underwhelmed. Only then did she answer her master's question, "You're right. I would prefer to be struck down with a blade... but wouldn't anyone? Fight me, Master. Don't kill me, of course, but I want you to see just how much I can or can't do."

She took a stance. It was visibly sloppy, but she didn't care. She wasn't particularly confident, but she felt she could hold her own... possibly.

 

[GABA]

OOC: Sorry, I've had a creativity block >,<

Lalita cocked her head as she watched what her student can do, she certainly liked it messy. Lalita could only grin, she was hoping her student wasn't thinking it was as easy as this. "Very well Vo, let me see just how much you do know, and things may go faster..." Lalita removed her black robe to give herself more flexibility.

There was a slight change in the Master's appearence, a more focused look, but her blue eyes seemed to be looking at something past Vo, "Ok Vo, attack me. Show me your limits."