Lightning, a strange thing ( Lightning Training for Acolytes and up )

[Tyranus]

Their Tyranus sat, in a steel chair leaning against the wall with his black robe draped over the steel chair. His single eye remained closed while his other remained forever open as to anybody how would enter, if any would enter. His arms were crossed over his chest in a type of relaxes stature, he breathed relaxes but also alert to any how would enter. His legs rested upon a Steel Table in front of him and the chains holding his lightsabers bounced against his outer thigh armor making a clinking noise with every hit. Tyranus wondered if any would show up, will he hoped somebody would show...at least one.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

A Sith Lord without lightning? Unheard of. Though Darth Valdra formally known as Hakora Feanor, a leader in the Vitae Alliance before his betrayal had never taken the time to really learn Force Lightning. He could use a low scale, but needed to train it better so why not learn from another?

He walked in wearing his red and black trench coat and a claymore on his back as he preferred them over lightsabers and needed this until his true weapon was forged. He made his way to a table and laid down like he was about to nap. There he waited for the class to meet.


[member="Tyranus Collik"]

 

[GhostOfProtocol]

Strolling in Jardo felt quite wrong... like he didn't fit in. Donning some plain black robes and a black cloak Jardo looked around. His crimson blade sat on his black utility belt. He wanted to learn lightning, as to be fair a Sith wasn't a Sith without it.

He actually wondered if he was late. The room was empty, just two guys sat in there. One of them looked ready to sleep. Jardo chuckled, purple hair draped across his face. He moved to the side, awaiting the start.

[member="Darth Valdra"]
[member="Tyranus Collik"]

 

[Atrace]

Atrace walked into the room he did not notice the people who stood before him but he could feel a strong presence In the force as he approached the three men in the room. "Atrace you need to get stronger in the force or you will die in battle" he took a deep breath.

Atrace sat down on the far side of the room waiting for the training to begin.

 

[Krux Mullarus]

Having just arrived at the Sith Academy on Coruscant, the young and ambitious Mullarus strolled silently into the room. He could feel the Force swirl like a hurricane around the man in black sitting at the end of the room. He had the hood of his red and black robes taken down and looked over the three others who stood before him, like a congregation before a magus.

This would be Mullarus' first day of training as a sith acolyte outside of the training he recieved from his grandfather. His heart was full of hatred, and his mind was focused.


He stood with the others. Aside from his red and black robes, he only carried a small vibroblade concealed beneath them.

My legacy begins today. I will not faulter.

[member="Darth Atrace"] [member="Jardo Snow"] [member="Darth Valdra"] [member="Tyranus Collik"]

 

[Shaddi]

T'zanith had head about this training that was to happen within the temple. 'could just as well learn a little offensive force abilities.' He thought as he entered the room, part of him wished he hadn't. The man on the far side was blinding in his 'eyes', he looked like a malestrom of power and next to him was his own master [member="Darth Valdra"] which just added to the blinding power he saw with the force.
The other three were pale images compared to the other two highly defined ones, one of them looked more defined than the other two and seemed to be a knight or nearing that rank at least.

As he got used to the sight he moved to sit down in a meditative stance a little way's away from [member="Tyranus Collik"] like he actually came to study from the man. His face displayed no emotion and in fact if it wasn't for the eerie look the man had in the force, T'zanith would hardly care about the room at all, but having spent a little time in the temple he had gotten 'relatively' used to such powerful individuals in the force walking around. "How long til this begins anyway?" He then half whispered out to himself as he took his hood off and showed that his eyes were tied over with a blindfold.

[member="Mullarus"] [member="Jardo Snow"] [member="Darth Atrace"]

 

[Krux Mullarus]

Mullarus turned and looked at the newcomer in the room. He was slightly afraid to speak out, but he felt the man needed an answer of some sort, and nobody else was speaking. "I thought it had already begun. It seems I was wrong."

@T'zanith Zebron|[member="Darth Atrace"]|[member="Jardo Snow"]|[member="Darth Valdra"]|[member="Tyranus Collik"]

 

[Darth Atrox]

The familiar click clack of Darth Tauro's black boots echoed around the small room Mala had found himself in. The Zabrak removed his long cloak and thick gloves, revealing the large two horns on the top of his head (his namesake) towering over the over 'normal' size of Tauro's horns.

"I trust I am not late, my lord?" Kulan finally said in his sly voice, folding his arms. "May I say the atmosphere in here is truly riveting." He said again with a smirk.

@Mullarus @T'zanith Zebron [member="Darth Atrace"] [member="Jardo Snow"] [member="Darth Valdra"] @ Tyranus Collik