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Mind Over Matter

Saiah did not bother to put her broken slave's mind together. All she needed was his flailing limbs, not his mental faculties. While a gash opened on her slave's head, she did not allow the killer shot to hit. As Snow's slave drew his arm back, hers flailed out with his to keep it away. Then, her puppet's other hand snaked its way up towards Snow's puppet's neck in an attempt to strangle the other slave-puppet while keeping the neck strike away. It must have been quite a ridiculous sight as her puppet blubbered intelligibly, eyes askew, nose to the right and blood mixing in the froth of his mouth and in the hair of his head.

Saiah was deep in focus, her fingers twisted and turned while her face contorted in a sort of snarl as she tried to make her slave both stave off the other's strike and attempt to strangle.

[member="Jardo Snow"]
[member="Sage Bane"]
 
Jardo knew Saiah had grabbed his slave by the throat, and no matter how much flailing he did he couldn't shake her off. He felt his slave choke and slowly he used the force to speed up the poor guy's death. He snapped the neck of the slave, shaking his head. Saiah had won that round, he didn't mind admitting that. She was the better duelist, fist to fist and probably saber to saber. Well, probably not saber to saber.

Jardo chuckled, nodding to Saiah. He flicked his wrist, using the force to snap the neck of her slave. It was almost wrong letting them suffer in the broken mess they were. He was a Sith, he didn't mind breaking things but watching the slave wonder round lost was just a little bit harsh.

"Masters" he nodded, awaiting orders.

[member="Saiah"]
[member="Sage Bane"]
 
Saiah wouldn't mind letting them suffer. In fact she was quite curious as to how long she could have kept the slave alive with its broken mind and scarred body. Yet, she did nothing to stop Jardo from breaking its neck. She looked at the Acolyte she had trained with and flashed him something like a smile before turning her attention to their teacher. It was time to move on in the lesson. Their toys were all used up. Would he have more for them, or was this the foundation he intended? She would like more. She always wanted more. She craved it.

"Lord Hand."

She smiled at Sage as well and awaited further instructions.

[member="Jardo Snow"] [member="Sage Bane"]
 
Sage watched the dueling puppets with an ever-present smirk, entertained by the violent display. Jardo's slave seemed to have just a tinge more pluck than Saiah's, and soon his slave snapped the other's neck like a wishbone. With a sharp inhalation, Sage drank in the pain and despair as the life flashed out of Saiah's drooling thrall. He let the Dark Side well up around them. The courtyard would be flooded with the intense charge of pure power that was enough to cause his cloak billow around him.

"Well done, Acolytes," praised the young Hand. "The Force served you both well today. I encourage you both to practice this ability on your own. Use slaves. Two or three at a time. Try to control them all. Strike that balance between exerting your will and..." Here he glanced at Saiah. "...breaking them."

He paced one last time before them. Their lesson was done for the day as the Hand had other business to attend to on Coruscant. He left them with a little hint of what was to come once they had reached the highest pinacle of the skill.

"When you are both Masters you will be able to perform a variation of the power that is called Mind Twist. The Mind Twist works like a post-hypnotic suggestion. It forcibly implants your desired commands into the victim's mind. The power permanently alters the victim's mind, and often his or her free will. You can create a slave who can be controlled, permanently, without an active Force connection."

He grinned excitedly, tiny sparks of lightning dancing in his eyes and down his jawline and neck. Two strong, young Acolytes would now have the foundation to begin their journey down the road of the Mentalism. What they did with it, Force only knew, but he had a feeling that both would enjoy using the powers immensely.

---Exit thread---
[member="Saiah"] [member="Jardo Snow"]
 

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