Location: Bastion, Undisclosed Training Course
Perhaps it was saying alot, or nothing at all, but this idea of 'freedom' was not something Gaius was used to. He had free reign, he could do whatever it was he wished, and when he walked through the streets or halls, Sith soldiers would give him a sign of respect. It was so strange, something he just couldn't comprehend. He had this potential within him all along from his understanding, so why now after everything he had tolled through was he given these privileges? It didn't make sense. The side of him that demanded he be reserved and obedient clashed with another persona burning deep within him, the one that desired to push back against those who pressured him. At times he felt like he was battling with himself, struggling to grasp at what was occurring. How do you come to grasp with the fact you wasted the first twenty years of your life in slavery? Well, perhaps you didn't. Perhaps that mark would always stay with him, and it was up to him to decide what to do with it.
He stood now within a designated training facility, enjoying the fact that no one was around to see him. From what he was told, he was above the status as a slave, he was something better now; a Sith, and a powerful one at that. Did he believe it? Not entirely, but he felt as if he was on the right track for the first time in his life. When he took like, when he displayed his power over another, it felt as if he was being completed on some level. He tensed, his hand going to his saber as he tried to prepare for the training module he had been struggling against. "Computer, activate simulation." He muttered, his legs tense and ready to take off once the holograms had finished loading. He would get it right this time, he had to. As the course began to develop before him, Gaius took off; he wasn't going to fail again.
