Accepting Destiny

[Zesiro]

"Well, yeah the Empire wasn't much for color. Wasn't sure if that carried over to the Malvern house as well."

They walked arm in arm and shared in the laugh about color. With the hand not on her sister, Zesiro made half the motion of a body with curves.

"You know I could just picture a bright shirt and flamboyant pants. Just an odd vision and I'm quite glad that's not the case. I mean can you picture me wearing something like that? Heck it's hard to get me into a skirt...even well, when I was different, I didn't wear them."

It was a reference to the time they met and how she dressed then. Her top and pants had been revealing and left almost nothing to the imagination. At least now she covered herself and they weren't quite as tight. It was what she was comfortable wearing.

"Force or combat, Anya? I know very little of either."

[member="Anya Malvern"]

 

[Anya Malvern]

[member="Zesiro"]

house Malvern doesn't have flashy colors more elegant types stronger types

She looked to her sister and her hand motion as she smirked looking away as she thought and shook her head gently before chuckling

even I am not to much into the flashy colors and such, course unless it's soemthing to make my presence even then I try to not do that...and you in a skirt hahaha yea even how you were before don't think it would be your style to loose could get caught

That was a time in which anya herself was different, she was covered up more to protect herself mostly...niw she wire casual stuff and dresses

bit of both call it training how about that

She said as they came to s court yard

 

[Zesiro]

"Bolder, not brighter. Got it."

Even though she didn't look at Anya as she spoke, Zesiro winked one of her eyes. Seen or not, it didn't matter to her really. The emotion behind the statement should be felt, if her sister could pick up on them.

"Let the bold color speak for your personality? Maybe I'll start doing that."

Remembering back to when they met, Zesiro knew then she couldn't beat Anya. Nothing had changed since. At least this time, they wouldn't be trying to kill each other. Walking through the door to a courtyard, Zesiro looked around.

A few people were there, but not too many. Each talking, training or going about their own business.

"Last time you tried to train me, we got separated...I don't think that can happen easily here though."

It was a teasing reminder of what happened on Endor.

[member="Anya Malvern"]

 

[Anya Malvern]

[member="Zesiro"]

She chuckled embarrassed a bit by that memory as she gebtly pushed her for fun before sighing

I was stupid back then doing stuff even though it could kill me...but it was worth it...i broke away from him and now look, I've a home husband child and everything i can want....and I have you sister, my family

She gave a smile as she turned and looked at her as she then spoke like a teacher would

show me what ya got sister, I know only a few things but I want to see your abilities....hell even just go ahead and attack me

 

[Zesiro]

Anya mentioned she was young and stupid, but she had broken away and become a stronger and person for it.

"We are all stupid in our lives."

Her own life since killing her first master had been nothing but bad luck. There were only a couple of good things that had happened, one of them learning of Anya. Knowing there was somebody in her life that wasn't going to use, abuse or intentionally harm her made Zesiro happy.

With a smile for her, Anya turned to look at Zesiro and requested her to show off her abilities.

"A couple you already know, Anya. Do you want me to show them off as well?"

That question was hardly out of her mouth before she displayed her only high level skill. An image of her was left behind, standing and acting like she did. If an attack came, it would seem to take the hit and while that happened, Zesiro appeared behind her sister. Flicking her ear with a finger tip, the young sith danced away.

"Remember that one? I also know choke, stasis and can zap with lightening. Oh and this!"

With a wave of a couple fingers, Anya might start to feel slightly ill. It was called affliction and would make a person feel like getting sick, taking them out of a fight for at least a few seconds.

[member="Anya Malvern"]

 

[Anya Malvern]

[member="Zesiro"]

She listened to her sister and sighed, yea people were stupid but didn't make up for the mistakes she made

At her sisters words she went to speak but then blinked, it was like her sister stopped simply was doing as she usually did and then poof, she felt a flick on her ear and turned quickly jumping back as she gave a laugg, and she said she didn't improve anya was impressed then soon she got a suck feeling like she had been for awhike...this one twice as bad as she wobbled a bit before it passed as she smirked

and you say you've not gotten better! I call foal! Hahahah watch this cover your ears!

She turned towards a practice dummy as she j shoes then screamed putting the force behind it as it amplified and blew the target off the stand and sent it flying away to a wall destorying it

 

[Zesiro]

The reactions of Anya were almost priceless. The Force Projection was a skill she had used when Marcus had ordered them to duel on Nubia. Affliction was a new skill and could only get stronger. Enough that it might even cause the death of her target. Zesiro found it unlikely she would ever get that strong though.

"I know that one too, Anya and used it on you before."

She had torn up the ground between them with Anya only just barely escaping the scream.

"How do you make the fire?"

[member="Anya Malvern"]

 

[Anya Malvern]

[member="Zesiro"]

Ahhh...the fire...wven now the words were music to her ears. Often she heard classical music in her head when she lit aflame the enemies before her

it requires using the force to vibrate the air so fast it'll catch fire,but to control it requires great discipline that I've been taught and have taught myself

The air seem to hear before anya snapped her fingers making the fire appear at her finger tip as she moved it around

 

[Zesiro]

When Zesiro asked about the flame creation and Anya answered, she just nodded. She said air and not wind. While on a previous mission, she had run into a wind shaper and tried to learn how to do that, but failed. Was this something similar?

"Vibrate the air huh?"

She watched as Anya displayed what to do and held out her own hand. Attempting to feel the air, Zesiro got a better idea of what that shaper wanted to teach her. Instead of being able to raise flame, though, Zesiro brought about a large gust of wind. The flame on the tip of Anya's finger flickered, but remained alight.

"Ok, well I think I got the wind thing down."

[member="Anya Malvern"]

 

[Anya Malvern]

[member="Zesiro"]

yes, heating the molecules in the air then boom

She watched zes, she felt the wind shift and the flame flicker before return to its normal dance, she glanced to her sister curious then gave a smile a s-she moved closer

hahaha you realize if you use wind and I use fire we make a deadly team

 

[Zesiro]

Holding her hand out again, Zesiro felt for the air molecules within the wind. Reaching out with the Force she could almost see them. The tiny particles that made up the air they breathed. She looked at Anya realizing something.

"Anya, there is so much more that could be done than fire or wind with the air."

Wanting to give something a try, she reached out to the air in front of Anya. Instead of choking her sister, she instead like constricted the air around her throat instead. After doing that for a second, she looked at her to see if it had worked.

"Yes, we could make a formidable team once I learn how to do it better and gain control."

[member="Anya Malvern"]