Worst Jedi
Lightning, it was perhaps one of the most iconic powers in the galaxy, the very trademark of the sith, of all dark side force users, at least all of them that Asaraa had met. But they weren't the only people who had the ability to utilise lightning. Her sword, Kervanos, carried electrical energy up and down the blade, a nasty surprise for anyone who she managed to strike, but technology wasn't the only way a force user on the lightside could harness that power. She'd heard of Electric Judgement, had seen the video's of Josh using it to great effect during the last assault on the Rest, but it wasn't something that was commonly taught, commonly shown to padawans, but she wasn't a Padawan anymore. There was that fact that had been occupying her mind increasingly over the past few weeks, the pink-haired Jedi glanced down at her hands, clenching and unclenching them under the warm Kashyyyk light streaming into the temple. Only, these weren't really her hands, were they? The hands had belonged to the Sith who came before, the Sith whose memories still haunted her when she closed her eyes. She could remember seeing force lightning arching from her fingertips, the screams of her victims as the energy played across their flesh.
It was one of the sights that continually haunted her, one of the sights that left her screaming at night as the nightmare that was the other woman's memories swamped her at night. It was a situation she couldn't leave the way it was, otherwise she'd end up unable to sleep at all. So how do you deal with a nightmare? Move past it? The only way she could think of was to understand it, to find a way to channel this into something she could use. But, this wasn't something she could do alone...so it was time to turn to someone she trusted and who knew both sides of the balance, it was time to find Yuroic Xeraic...who luckily spent this time most days in the gardens of the temple, and hopefully would be there today.
[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]
It was one of the sights that continually haunted her, one of the sights that left her screaming at night as the nightmare that was the other woman's memories swamped her at night. It was a situation she couldn't leave the way it was, otherwise she'd end up unable to sleep at all. So how do you deal with a nightmare? Move past it? The only way she could think of was to understand it, to find a way to channel this into something she could use. But, this wasn't something she could do alone...so it was time to turn to someone she trusted and who knew both sides of the balance, it was time to find Yuroic Xeraic...who luckily spent this time most days in the gardens of the temple, and hopefully would be there today.
[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]