Honing the Wreckingball

[Nolan Detta]

It had been some time since he'd recieved any training over his abilities in the Force. He was by no means an expert, or even an intermediate. Nolan knew three abilities total and was only just getting ahold of any of them. The Wreckingball needed help becoming more Wreck-worthy. An ally offered his help, a Brutish man by the name of [member="Arumi Zy"], a well known warrior and trusted Vod.

On Mandalore, Nolan waited for Arumi to arrive at the local Barracks. There, he hoped he'd gain more strength to avoid losing his wife again.

 

[Arumi Zy]

[member="Nolan Detta"]

Arumi stumbled into the barracks in an apparent drunken stupor, his movements were sluggish and his eyes were almost barren as he looked around. His trench coat was beaten and ragged as usually and the resperator that donned his face seemed... out of place for his condition. He looked around and then he coughed a fit, the full 5'7" of mandalorian fury hacked and coughed as he took a glance at [member="Nolan Detta"] , a pup and upstart that had sought him out for his special brand of training. Maybe he would be insulted that the dark side master was blitzed or maybe he would be afraid. Heck kids these days you couldn't be certain how they would react at all anyways.

" You the kid" he murmered with a burp.

 

[Nolan Detta]

Nolan watched Arumi stumble in half pissed and mumbling. Drunk people were a thing, though he'd hoped the man who'd be training Nolan in the Force wouldn't be one of them. But such is life, if it gave him the edge he needs, so be it.

"Yes, that'd be me. Nolan Detta. Last of my clan. You must be [member="Arumi Zy"]"

 

[Arumi Zy]

"Yes, that'd be me. Nolan Detta. Last of my clan. You must be [member="Arumi Zy"]"

Arumi belched once before he looked over the boy again, the distortion from his breather giving off a metallic hiss with each belch. He slowly removed his trench exposing the flak vest underneath and his bare arms. His belt was looped with an assortment of gadgets, saber hilts and daggers and on his back crossed in an X were two very ancient looking Beskad blades. He stumbled a bit and tried to regain his balance

" I don't care if your the last princess of Naboo, Princess. Try to ( Hick up) hit me".

[member="Nolan Detta"]

 

[Nolan Detta]

[member="Arumi Zy"]

Nolan wasn't apposed to training drunk, but he hadn't expected it to be coming from a known veteran like Arumi. It made no difference to Nolan but still odd.

When Arumi told Nolan to attack, he figured 'better now than when he's sober' and made for his attack. Knowing full well Arumi held power in the Force, and since that's why he was here, Nolan comcentrated on his anger and pulled strength from his Rage. The fire of hatred burned behind his eye, and once it was controlled into his movements, Nolan burst forward, he reached out with the Force and pulled Arumi towards his incoming fist. Hoping the Mandalorian Knoght was drunk enough to slow down his reaction time. The objective was to connect a blow, so that was his intention, as well, a single Punch shouldn't kill a well trained and hardend warrior such as Arumi.

 

[Arumi Zy]

[member="Nolan Detta"]

Arumi allowed the boy to draw him forward, his vision was blury but it was well enough. If an instant his body was purified and the dark side master went below the fist, checking his elbow hard into the boys gut, as he stepped through him smached his foot backward into the young mans knee. He took a few steps forward before turning back around, his arms up and in a standard boxing stance.

" The Force isn't merely a weapon, it is mind, body and soul. The Force purifies, Destroys and creates, it is every part of us and every part of everyone else. You under estimate it, you seem content to think that what you know is what is real" he watched the young man for a moment " Sloppy, but effective enough to warrant my interest. You tap into your emotions but you let them control you, you must be the one who controls. For a thousand years i have been a sith lord, for only a few have i abandoned the Sith but not the dark side. The Sith are weak and the jedi are weak because they allow themselves to be controlled, you must controll yourself and you must work with the force" he said as he ended his first painful lesson.

" I am Arumi Zy Bralor, you may call me Arumi or you may call me master. Either names work, either names denote who i am and our relationship. I expect obediance and i demand nothing short of perfection".

OOC: Sorry man been busy

 

[Nolan Detta]

[member="Arumi Zy"]

Nolan fell to a knee as Arumi countered much quicker than he'd have thought. It was pure power and Nolan wanted it. Arumi was the key to his success and by any means necessary, Nolan would achieve such power. Nolan rose, still his leg and ribs tingled with the sensation of pain, but it was nothing new to Nolan. He'd faught and bled and all but died a few times now. The pain was fuel, he knew he didn't have the control over his power that he desired, but it was better than where he started.

"Understood. Thank you Arumi for taking me on. I am honored."

Nolan rolled his neck and shook out his leg and entered a similar fighting stance.

Ooc: understandable man. Me too

 

[Arumi Zy]

[member="Nolan Detta"]

" We are not sith and we are not jedi, we are independant in our thought and live by our own code" he said to the young man as he extended his right hand and curled his fingers, objects in the room began to levitate and swirl " We use our emotions, all of them. You have much anger and hate, both fuels for the force, both lead to the dark side. One who relies only on the darkness falls to that darkness and becomes its slave if they do not under stand themselves" he slashed his hand in a swift motion and the objects drop.

" Before you can learn to master the force you must learn to master yourself, learn to control yourself. I am the Darkside, it is infused in my very body, it sustains me but i control my emotions, like a mote of mana in some archaic game it is a part of me. It weakens me and it strengthens me" he summoned forth the force and sent a wave of energy at the young man " I control it, but it guides me. I have the strength of will to walk it, i have mastered myself at great cost" he said as he reached up and removed his breathing mask exposing the skeletal grin and cheek bones.

" If you choose to only tap into the darkness you choose my fate, you must decide what you want. Do you want it all or do you want only a part, i can teach you all but only if you are willing to sacrifice what you have now. If you want the darkness i can show you that path" each word like a hollow voice in hell. " Either way, we must begin be teaching you who you really are".

 

[Nolan Detta]

[member="Arumi Zy"]

The wave of energy pushed Nolan back a few paces and the energy from the dark could be felt throughout the room. The speach was informative, and the facial scars induced a slight spout of nausea. Nolan obviously didn't want to be enveloped by the darkside, then he'd lose what he was fighting for in the first place.

"I don't want to lose control like I did during the Event. I murdered dozens because I couldn't control my emotions or my powers. What I know is from pure trial and error during battle. I do not wish to succomb to the Darkside though nor do I want to abandon its benefits. I shall forsake what I know in place of your teachings."

"How do we proceed in finding my true self?"

What was to come, Nolan hadn't the slightest of ideas, but a means to an end that would mean the life he created wouldn't fall again. Nolan retook his position in front of Arumi and awaited the next phase to begin.