Blood Lust [Training]

[Retelii Feverun]

The pale figure, stalked the halls for countless days. His pitch white eyes, penetrating the corridors. He leaped down from where he remained, landing on his feet. Letting out a short grunt, he would walk down hallway, watching the flames as he passes by them. He would take a sharp right, heading down to a tall wooden door. Reaching to the handle and pulling it open, before making his way and sitting down in the middle of the room.​

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A gush of window would pass, simultaneously shutting his eyes. He would be in complete focus, listening to his inner senses. He was expecting someone, someone he had been told to seek out.​

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He needed this. He needed to learn.​

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[member="Darth Banshee"]​

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Retelii Feverun"]

Sabine now having retaken her mantle of Darth Banshee, and taking her old name back Sabina Kotass, was back with one sith. Now she job to do, rebuild the sith order and help it regain it strength now the genocidal sith have left there ranks. She could help it again, and hope rebuild it a new. She sat in training room, know she was going to teach a sith to fight, use the force but first understand the code. She had bottle of water ready, and was sat down dressed in her armour. She was going to teach this young acolyte the true meaning of sith code, as soon as he comes to her.

 

[Retelii Feverun]

A loud creak could be heard, as the Rattataki would swing the double doors open, revealing a woman sat in full armor. The pale faced man, would take a few slow steps. "Are you... Darth Banshee?" He would call out in an intrigued tone. Before slowly simmering over towards her. Glancing sideways to the bottle of water, slight unsure of what was about to proceed.

[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Retelii Feverun"]

Yes I am, but before we talk. Tell me the sith code and it's meaning to you. Her voice was cold and stern, she was not going to entertain training sith who could not think for themselves. She then stood face on, ready for his answer.

 

[Retelii Feverun]

The Rattataki would simply dip his head. "I've read alot about this code." He would say as if in a proud manner. Clearing his throat, he would then recite the code.

"Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force... shall free me."

Taking a few steps closer to the woman, he would then again speak, this time slightly louder. "This code, I see it as very self-centered and individualized. Though, I do believe it is something I should use as a guide, but not rely on this code... merely abide by it." Then taking a step back, crossing his arms awaiting her response.

[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Retelii Feverun"]

She looked at him her eyes where stern, and then she replied You are wrong, but you can think for yourself. So it is my job to teach why you where wrong, and yours to explain why I am wrong if you still think so. She took a swig of the water, and turned around and allowed the acolyte to enter training room. The room was made stone, and with a few bloody blades in training racks, these have been used and some acolytes have failed using them. She then sat down on a wood stool, she then waited for acolyte to come in and then she was going to explain the sith code through her eyes. Once he had taken her hint, to sit on the floor.

 

[Retelii Feverun]

He nodded, before slowly bending down and then leaning back onto his behind. Crossing his legs shortly afterwards, and laying his hands into his legs passively. Waiting for her to correct him. He didn't know what to think of this woman. To like her, dislike her? Maybe neither. All he knew, he had to learn. He wanted to learn.

[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

She leaned forward, and said The Sith Code rules all things, all creature great and small are governed by the code. This includes your mortal enemy the Jedi, and The Republic. I shall give you example of The Republic following the code, they ruled by orators or politicians if you will. The ones with the greatest passion for it, rise to top. Some times they stab he each other in the back, metaphorically speaking. The Strongest of these people, gain more power, are more likely to win victory in an election. Then there chains are broken, and they set free. The Jedi say they don't use our code, and we are evil. So let's examine them, shall we. They say there is no emotion only peace, then why do they care for the republic, and why do they go to war for it, as if they truly believed those things, they would not care who ruled the galaxy, and not fight to stop it from being us. They say there is no ignorance there is only knowledge, this a perquisite to gaining strength, as that what knowledge is, it is why you are here today. There is no Passion only serenity, this is said to guard themselves from become what nature intended. Yet they do seek power, otherwise why would trials to prove themselves. All predators seek to prove themselves, it is only natural of course. There is no chaos only harmony, they say this as unlike us are lone predators, they are pact predators this is where there true strength lies, and that power of unity gives them victory. There is no death, only the force. This is because unlike us, they are pack predator. So it a way of convincing themselves to sacrifice some if need, so the rest pack can be free. She then leaned back in chair, and asked him. Why is sith code true all things?

[member="Retelii Feverun"]

 

[Retelii Feverun]

Listening, was one of his strong points. His memory was rather grand. Though, once she had finished he would let out a soft grunt. "Why is it true?" He would repeat the question. "Peace is a lie. Which, it is. Where in this galaxy do we see peace? No where. There is constantly conflict, violence and betrayal, constantly. There is no where, filled with this peace. There is only passion. Emotions, are what make us sentient, if Jedi were to block out their emotions they would lose their ability to reach their full potential. Through passion I gain strength. Emotions, make us stronger. They give us a reason that we fight, or do anything. Through strength I gain power. Strength, is a physical variable. Though, someone can be willfully strong or strong in the force, which... grant us, our power. Through power I gain victory. Our abilities, or powers allow us to crush our opponents, take our victory. Through victory my chains are broken. Once we have defeated all of our enemies, we will allowed to do as we please. We will be in charge. Control it all. The force shall free me. The force, will be the one to break our chains, allow us to claim our victory. Our power, our strength." He would silence for a few moments, looking to her with his swirling white eyes.

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[Darth Banshee]

[member="Retelii Feverun"]

She listened to what the acolyte and gleaned from her, and then she spoke Remember Acolyte the code is not a short term guidance, but long term. So before you embark on any task, use it to judge how things will go. Also as it is universal, remember to apply the code to your enemies to see how they might react. This is the shortcomings of most sith, they do not think about long term consequences of there actions. She smiled as she was pleased with his knowledge of the code, and hopefully will understand how to apply it in tactical planning. Now look around this room, using the force only and your eyes closed. Tell me when you find a rock, and then describe its features to me.

 

[Retelii Feverun]

Nods his head. He could sense the satisfaction of what he had just said. With that, he took in her instructions for his next task. He would studiously, look her up and down before shutting each of his frost white eyelids. He opened his mind, shutting his body. Allowing the force to flow freely throughout him as if he was merely a vessel for the force to control. He pictured the room in his mind, he would search it only seeing two dark purple blurs in the force. Being him, and the Sith Lord before him.

"A rock?" He would say, almost hesitantly.

Then, continuing to search the room. Eventually stopping on this, ripple in the force. The room was perfect in his mind, but their was one obscurity. He focused on this ripple. A dark gray object forming.

"It's a... gray." He spoke almost as if he was struggling. "Um, it's rugged."

[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Retelii Feverun"]

Look deeper Acolyte, her voice was calm but stern. She then continued in same voice ​Feel the its ridges, and the smooth areas, has it got faultlines in which you can attack. Can the push against the smooth areas, to make it move easier. These are things you looking for, as more you do it the more it will become second nature. She showing him the beginnings of use telekinesis, this was always good place to start for any force user.

 

[Retelii Feverun]

Deeper? Alright, deeper. Focusing his mind he would examine this ever becoming clearer rock. It's dents and inperfections were becoming clear. "I can, feel a soft area. Almost smooth." He exclaimed. "I... I can move it." Slowly after tensing his expression clearly deep in focus.

He would visualize this now crystal clear rock in his mind slightly moving to the right. Willfully trying to do so, he would continue to attempt to move it to the side.

[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Retelii Feverun"]

Good Acolyte, now think of something you find emotional. Then use the power you gain from it, and push it against the smooth edge of the rock, and send it flying. Do it now, do it. She wanted him to throw the rock anywhere, even if it was at her. It would be his first step in using the force as weapon, it would first of many, but everyone had to start somewhere, and his place was here and now.

 

[Retelii Feverun]

Emotional? Hm. This wasn't the hardest task in the world, for him. Continuing his focus, he would begin to envision what had happened back on his homeworld, being an... outcast. How embarrassing. Being shun upon by his own people? How dare they! His mind, would begin to fill with hatred. How could they? He thought to himself.

"Argh!" He would release out of his mouth, in an outburst of rage. Sending the rock flinging off one of the walls, and bouncing across the room. Shortly after, taking long deep breaths. This took alot out of him.

[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Retelii Feverun"]

She clapped her hands as sign of approval, he has taken his first step into larger world. She then got up, and then told him Your tests for today is complete, rest for rest day and practice this till end of week. When you come back, I want demostration that your skill has improved. Then if I am satisfied, I will move on to another skill, if I think you are ready. With that she rose to her feet, and made her way out training room. She left him there with the beginnings of the skill, he had week to improve it. He would struggle alone, as sith in the end must be able to do that.