Nothing like good ol' fashion training.

[Jericho]

He'd been sleeping less and less recently, he knew full well that it was doing him more harm than good, but he could not simply slip off in to dreamless slumber as the were filled with endless amounts of questions and drilled memories of past battle with many different type of warriors. Other jedi, The templars, the sith, clones with jedi training, endless number of bandits and other said evil doers. If he could bring closure to just one thing he might have had a chance at a good night's rest but as it was all he could do was toss and turn. So Instead he decided that drinking tea and watching the stars was far more enjoyable all round.

After about an hour or so, Jericho felt the feeling anxiety or rather just feeling of habit take over. Jericho found it as necessary for himself to put himself through a rigorous training and academic schedule by which he would improve not only his mind, but cultivate his own spirit. In honor of his deceased master as well as his own need to pursue a better and deeper understanding of the force. He went back into his room and geared up as though he was going into battle. He took few steps out then began to do a light jog then went into a silent sprint and forced jump into the tall trees in the forests of Naboo and ran along tree branches. Due to his training in the art of Sokan, the branches did not even flex under his heavy weight, not a leaf fallen from his gentle touch.

The monster sized man, had heard rumors of some kind of witch in these woods. He didn't believe in witches, he just believed that they were just in tuned with the force, but if she was around he wanted to see her. And if she wasn't, he would merely continue his daily routine. As he reached the point on the branch where it would no longer support him, he leapt into the air arms outstretched towards a new tree. His fingers closed the moment he felt the branch, and he swung under it before letting go to land on a lower branch. Then he continued his upward climb as he ran ever forwards into darkness. Where could that "witch" be?

Jericho felt a change in the area around as he jumped off the edge of his current branch he realized that he was at the edge of a clearing and there was nothing left between him and the ground. With no hesitation he drew his purple and blue, spun, and threw the two in opposite directions. Whoever was around was powerful there was no denying that, a feeling that only a master of the force could give off. As he hit the ground, again, no sound was made and his saber flew into hand and he spun once more with sabers in hand getting into a defensive stance. Wondering who ever out there would make their move.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra rubbed her eyes as she looked around the tree at the man and frowned. "I was sleeping, mind if we do this a week from... never?" She stared at the saber as her hair remained down and a bit of a mess, her eyes silver and tired as she looked on the weapon solely. "Hmm... i think i know you... not sure though. Might be someone else..." She stood slowly and walked towards him with her hands crossed behind her. "Your name?"

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

A silver haired woman emerged quietly from the darkness, her skin nearly as pale as her hair but silky and her complexion was young though messy. Seemingly she had just awoken from her slumber. After the moment she had emerged she already broke words with him that made it apparent that, yes, he just did wake her up. Despite his own presence and throwing his sabers into the woods for good measure, she remain casual with the way she acted and the way she had spoken to him. Though her eyes stayed on his weapons rather than himself.

She walk over to him with her arms crossed behind her back. Confident, is what he could tell from her, she was very confident, indefinitely herself and in her abilities to stop him. At least that is what he had to assume. He had his entire gear on, battle mask, armor and jedi cloths with his sabers out and all. It would be foolish to take him lightly like this but there was a calmness to her, a lightness that made him confident that she wouldn't try to strike him as well. He stood up from his stance and retracted his sabers but kept his mask on due to his cautious nature. "Jericho, I highly doubt you know me." He stated calmly in his usual low stern voice.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Jericho"]

"Well then mister Jericho, you are welcome to this forest otherwise i would have you strung up by your feet for the fun of it." She smiled and held her hands behind her while she looked over the man a few more times, judging his speed, strength and abilities in the force, knowing full well he was sensitive to it. "Are you a Jedi, Sith, or other, and yes the answer is important so please answer truthfully."

 

[Jericho]

"I would say, other. But follow the ways of Ashlan as my former master did." He stated as firm as he always had. The warrior was slightly confused by the question, he had to assume if she had a great of aura as she did, could she already sense his own type of aura. But instead he decided not to question her for now and awaited for her response.

@Alexandra Cintha

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

"Your answer, truthful as it is, is appreciated. Now lets get down to business then, afterall, everyone has a price and a motive." She smiled as her sabers leapt to her hands and soon she was staring directly at his eyes, the Silver orbs focusing on him as she slid her feet slightly. "Why are you here Jericho, and how long do we have before someone else comes, remember, truthful answers..."

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

"I've been coming here to hone my skills in the force and in my sabers." He said keeping his eyes on her but his attention in the area around him.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Jericho"]

"Aww, then how about we get to it my friend, i would hate to keep you waiting." She smiled as she looked at the man, her hands crossed behind her and careful to watch out for anything suspicious.

 

[Jericho]

He was slightly surprised, how easily she was willing to train him. But he wasn't about to turn away potential skilled to be learned. "I am willing to learn anything from saber forms to force abilities. I will take after your lead, master." He said not really caring for her name. As long she she didn't threaten him and continued to wish to train him, names were not needed.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Jericho"]

"Alexandra, im not your master, nor will i ever be. Now sense you accepted my offer, tell me what you want to know and i may be able to impart the knowledge upon you, that is granted i can do so, im not all knowing afterall... or am I? Who know." She smiled and turned her eyes on the man once more as she walked up close to him and looked directly into his face, grinning wider before backing away. "Odd."

 

[Jericho]

"Like I stated before....Alexandra. I am willing to learn all saber forms and any force abilities you wish to teach me. If you wish for me to specify which ones, I suppose i wish to truly master force heal and augmentation." He said with a humble bow

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

"Healing, sounds good." Without hesitation her hand drew back and she pulled out a blade, not on him but she let the blade sit in her palm for a second. "We are going to need a example, excuse me for this." She pulled the blade and with it a trail of blood followed it as her palm (Once more) had a deep cut in it, the pain suppressed by her so not to overwhelm him with it once they began. "Shall we get started."

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

"As you wish." He stated calmly, he had a basis of the healing ability but wounds like this were a bit easy to heal, but she didn't know that. He walked over to her inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly as he pressed his palm lightly onto hers. His aura connected to hers as the force slowly began to heal her palm. "Am I doing this properly?"

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Jericho"]

"Mostly, what im going to tell you will feel strange. I want you to put your compassion and lighter emotions like love into your doing this, as well as your very will, but don't worry about speed. It is better to save the site of injury completely, than to do it quickly and in turn cause more danger to the patient than they were already in." She let him to all the work, though would keep a careful eye on what he was doing. Though she trusted him, it didn't mean she wouldn't stop him if he made a mistake and in turn fix the mistake.

 

[Jericho]

"My compassion? My Love? That makes since....I suppose...." He stated calmly, not questioning his new teacher. His mind was open to learning and was willing to do what was need to gain skills needed in his profession. The giant of a man took a deep breathe taking in memories of his past for once putting aside his need for battle and his time on the battlefield. He instead thought of the lives he has saved, his need to help those who cannot help themselves, he had a sense of calm over himself as felt the aura cover the wound at the palm of her hand. "Am I doing this properly?" He asked as he continued to focus on healing her palm.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Jericho"]

"Good, you have it right. Keep slow and lastly imagine you are not you but me, but on a molecular scale. You must see the cells and the tissue that the hole needs to be closed, to understand the workings of the hand and work with it, merely helping the healing process and not pushing it to close itself. Go too fast and the cells will go cancerous, too slow and your patient will lost as much blood as they would without your help. Its all about finding the right speed."

 

[Jericho]

"Yes, [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]." He stated calming his mind focusing on what she had said. He had to take it slow, but now to slow, a nice steady pace of healing. He took a deep breathe in and long exhale out as he continued to do this.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Jericho"]

"Perfect, with more training this will be like second nature to you Jericho." She smiled as she pulled her hand away, observing the scar and placing her own hand over what was left, correcting it as best she could to erase the scar, he had dont very well for just learning, better than most she taught. "You aren't new to the force, are you?"

 

[Jericho]

He nodded slowly in acknowledgement to her compliment, he had more information about healing now aside from having to read from holograms and healing himself. Though he was glad he had self-control. Otherwise he would died from making his cells cancerous from going to fast, he nodded calmly again understanding the information he had just received. Jericho shook his head in answer the the woman. "One could say I was a prodigy to my master in my abilities in the force and the saber in my youth."

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Jericho"]

"Speak plainly my friend, you really dont need to be so cryptic for gods sakes, i mean its quite confusing and the main reason i am not a Jedi." She smiled and looked closely at the man, silvered eyes watching his every movement closely as well as his every reaction. Her hands came to rest in her lap, her hands turning in several ways.