Lust for Power: Training under Darth Arcanix

[Vekkar Zesh]

Slowly, Vekkar makes his way up stone steps towards two large doors. Strange designs engraved upon these massive slabs of metal, the meaning beyond him. How old was this place, he wondered. Is this just a waste of time? Then he chuckled. He had all the time in the world.

He pushed on one of the doors, opening it with surprising ease despite its size, and stepped into the building. It was very expansive, constructed mainly of stone. Strange sounds came from all directions. Crackling and sizzling came from the right, reminding him of the sound the worker droids made when shorting out in the rain. Far ahead he could hear the screams of the tortured. Just what is this place, he wondered to himself, as he began walking forward.

The screaming getting louder, he thought back to how he had gotten here. The waste of life that had been his father dead, he had stowed away aboard a cargo ship dubbed 'Damsel' to leave his world behind. Things took a violent turn aboard the freighter, and he was the only survivor. Luckily, a lord had intervened when the inspection of the Damsel had turned up five corpses and the manifest had no mention of him being on the ship.

"You have power," the man in black robes had said, "but you don't know it." He remembered the feeling when the man in black had spoke. It was like he was standing next to a fire. He had told him to come here, to this 'academy', and he would know power beyond what any might conceive. Vekkar didn't know what he had meant, not exactly - but he could feel the truth in his words. And he liked the sound of them, too.




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[Taeli Raaf]

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Well, it was always interesting to be in the Sith Temple, she thought. Taeli, known as Darth Arcanix among Sith, was currently showing two young acolytes from the Undercity how to properly do a Force Push, but they couldn't seem to do much more than move the balls a few inches.

"Focus," she said, demonstrating yet again with a powerful Force Push that sent the ball bouncing around the the room for a moment. "Use those powerful emotions within you, harness their power and pull upon your command of the Force to push the balls . . . again."

The male, a young sandy haired human, scowled and his ball moved a few inches more. The other acolyte, a young Togruta female, thrusted out her hand and the ball flew a few feet. For just a moment, her aura had pulsed with darkness.

"Excellent work," she said with a smile. That was when she sensed a new presence had entered the Temple, someone interesting. Perhaps they would come across this session, and maybe she would have someone who could learn some more . . . advanced techniques.

 

[Romus]

(OOC: This is the sub account for my character! Just realized earlier today that I'm supposed to post with a character sub account!)

He continued walking down the long corridor, passing many rooms along the way. Glancing through each as he passed, he seen a number of acolytes receiving instruction. Some were sparring, others were in deep concentration as their masters were coaching them. But, he kept walking. Upon entering the temple, he had felt... something. It was a feeling that he was supposed to be somewhere, tugging him along through the hallway. Vekkar now knew that these feelings were the Force guiding him; taking him to were he was supposed to be. All throughout his childhood he would get these 'gut-feelings', But now, confirmed by the Robed Stranger, he realized that the Force was with him all along.

That realization was why he was here. He was here to gain control; to gain power. But before he could do that, he would have to be patient and learn everything this Academy had to offer. Then, this place would be of no further use to him. He stopped at a door, and glanced in. Three populated the room and it wasn't difficult to tell who was the master. His gut was telling him that this was the place he was supposed to be, so he stood at the door leaning slightly on the frame. The youngsters were moving small balls, pushing them across the floor with their minds. The boy was seeming to have trouble, his features wrinkled up in a frown of concentration. But the other, a female, was making it look easy.

I wish I started learning this at their age, he thought as he watched their lesson continue. Vekkar didn't want to walk in on another's training, so he patiently waited until their lesson was over. Then he would offer himself to become her student.



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