Once More with Feeling (Need Master)

[Azlyn Ike]

[member="Crystal"]

Azlyn gave a nod of her head, she ws certain she had learned her limits... hopefully. Oh my she was wondering now as it came to all of it with a small grin eating. She was feeling good, refreshed, ready to learn how to channel that fear from one person to a person in a fight. She was thinking more about working to divide her concentration between using a saber to fight or her fists. "I am ready my master."

 

[Crystal]

[member="Azlyn Ike"]

Crystal nodded and stood from her seat. “Come then.”

The Sith led the way out of the mess hall and outside to her preferred training field, away from the sight of the many. Sure, those outside could watch if they wanted to, but they would have no idea what they were witnessing.

She activated a training saber, and tossed one to Azlyn. “Channel your fears and hatred and use it to your advantage. If you find it difficult, I will aid you.”

Crystal took a defensive position and waited.

 

[Azlyn Ike]

[member="Crystal"]

Azlyn gave a nod and put a roll in her mouth as she got up and went towards her masters spot. Namely finsihing and getting the trays somewhere to be cleaned up before going outside with a small smile. Her hair dry and ready as she finished the roll. Then caught the saber coming at her feeling that now familiar weight in her hands. It was something she had grown to enjoy and look for in their sessions. She gripped the hilt thinking about her own fears and hatred as the chill ran across her skin and cold eyes looked at her master. Yes hatred was strong but it could keep you warm until you needed it and then it would go cold like a storm to claim everything. The small crackling of energy came from static and using what she knew about cold fire.

 

[Crystal]

[member="Azlyn Ike"]

Crystal waited for Azlyn to attack, but it didn’t come. That was fine with the Sith Princess. In the blink of an eye, her blade clashed with that of her apprentice and their eyes locked before she pushed the Zeltron back and came at her with strikes again. Azlyn would have to channel her hatred if she hoped to keep up and defend herself. Crystal would keep coming, and adjusting her speed to stay ahead of the apprentice, though the Force whispered her every move. The trick was not to let the rage and fear drown out the whispers of the Force. She would soon see if the apprentice could manage to do just that.

 

[Azlyn Ike]

[member="Crystal"]

Azlyn moved with the blade strikes defending at first but focusing her anger and hatred. She had it there, that burning rage at the ones in her clan and family who mistreated her, she pushed that anger and hate with all the fire that came from it outwards into her strikes as she attacked pushing herself and her saber in quick rapid forceful strikes towards her master and eventually let the fire simmer into that cold hate that is icy tundra and the underworld. Cold fire

 

[Crystal]

[member="Azlyn Ike"]

Azlyn was doing well to use her own fuel, but Crystal wasn’t satisfied. She would start out slow and see exactly how quickly Azlyn was to anger. An invisible hand would grab the white haired Zeltron’s hair and pull her backward. Yet Crystal’s strikes still came. And would keep coming. Only increasing in speed and intensity. Next, she used the Force to lift the apprentice by her hair.

 

[Azlyn Ike]

@Azlyn Ike

AHHHH Azlyn wanted to scream as she felt the roots of her hair being pulled and her eyes flared golden, pushing witht the force and that cold anger like a blizzard she brought her saber forward to chop and strike to try and beat her master while the force flared out furling her cold anger, pushing at the telekinetic grip and making her muscles bulked a little. She wanted to make sure she was writhing in pain in the end of it.

 

[Crystal]

[member="Azlyn Ike"]

It wasn’t particularly effective for her apprentice to attack the invisible hands. Rather a waste of energy. Still, they were just beginning. It delighted her to have her apprentice hanging by her hair slightly off the ground.

Just for fun, Crystal pulled her up a few feet before dropping her. She waited in a defensive stance for the Zeltron woman to get to her feet once more.

 

[Azlyn Ike]

[member="Crystal"]

Azlyn felt her feet getting tripped up as she fell back a little but was still striking at her master as she struck with the saber to try and get her shoulder before going onto the ground. Telekinetic attacks were one of the strongest ways to cancel out enemy telekinetic attacks. As she laid there for a moment her feet kicked to go for the ankle and kneecap.

 

[Crystal]

[member="Azlyn Ike"]


Crystal sighed as the Zeltron stayed on the ground and instead went after her leg. She stepped forward and stomped on the white haired woman’s mid section. Then again, and again. And she brought the tip of her lightsaber to the woman’s chin. “Does this seem like a smart position to be in?” The Sith Master inquired.

 

[Azlyn Ike]

[member="Crystal"]

Azlyn grunted and felt her back striking the ground. The heat of the saber was there while she looked up from her white hair and smirked. "Depends my master are what you are trying to accomplish." Her hand was moving and sparking, the white lightning crackling within the defense of the saber blade. "When opponents believe they have the upper hand they get close, they allow you in."

 

[Crystal]

[member="Azlyn Ike"]

Crystal noted the sparks coming from her hand. She furrowed her brow. “Don’t mess with powers that you cannot control, or you’ll regret it. You are not ready for that.” She gestures to Azlyn’s hands. Then, she deactivated her lightsaber and stepped back. “Remember that an enemy will anticipate your moves and if they give up the upper hand, you have to wonder why they would do that. It is an art, and a science of sorts.”

 

[Azlyn Ike]

[member="Crystal"]

Azlyn laid there and closed her hand, she knew the dangers of it and knew more then she might have needed. In all honesty there is so much happening that shouldn't couldn't fully believe it when her master moved back a little. "But most people we fight master do not have a brain they aren't calculating they are reliant to often on their strength. It plays into their weaknesses and why so many fall."

 

[Crystal]

[member="Azlyn Ike"]

Crystal listened to the white haired apprentice and narrowed her eyes. “Do you hear yourself? If you truly believe what you just said, then you will find yourself in very precarious positions. Those who can manipulate the Force do not need to use their brains to anticipate your next move. They need to listen to the Force. Yes, many rely on strength, but there are many that rely on cunning, or spells. Motivation will drive action. Those that seek to kill you will do whatever is necessary to try and do so. Those that wish to capture you will approach you differently. Don’t ever judge your opponents capabilities. You will be surprised, and not in a good way.”

 

[Azlyn Ike]

[member="Crystal"]

"Understood my master." Her eyes continued to look from behind the curtain of white hair and as she rose up Azlyn made sure she was presentable and looked proper in her white outfit and clasped hands in front of her body. "Are the lesson's to continue my master?"

 

[Crystal]

[member="Azlyn Ike"]

Crystal nodded and stood for a moment as she conjured an illusion. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, Azlyn would appear to be surrounded by a circle of a dozen copies of herself. Each of them smiled. And Lightning crackled from their finger tips.

“Begin,” each of them commanded.

 

[Azlyn Ike]

[member="Crystal"]

Azlyn looked at the ones as they were around her, she was guessing her master had moved otherwise it wouldn't have been much of a lessons. Her senses going out to try and find her but without empathy or some of her greater skills she couldn't feel her master. Slowly Azlyn held the saber as the white blade gleamed and she was focusing on energy in her gut to protect herself and absorb heat, energy to convert to power. Her saber slashed and prepared to catch lightning.

 

[Crystal]

[member="Azlyn Ike"]

Fortunately for Azlyn, the copies of herself were nothing more than illusions to distract her.
The light show was to keep her busy, but also to cause her to use the rage within her. Apparently she hadn’t been inspiring the rage she was hoping for. And so she let loose the rage within her, and released the lightning that was already crackling from her fingertips. She was actually behind Azlyn, and the copies of herself side stepped with Azlyn’s movements, and mirrored her own movements and production of lightning.

The light show would hopefully keep her busy, while the lightning on the ass would hopefully enrage her. If once wasn’t enough, Crystal could keep this up for some time, with subtle movements.

 

[Azlyn Ike]

[member="Crystal"]

Azlyn had her rage, it was there and she was using it but it wasn't hot like her masters as she felt the lighting on her backside. She jerked forward and around her hair raising up just a little and she was looking with yellowed eyes through the white hair. She was looking at the illusions and swung the saber around to work and meet the next jolt of lightning as she ground her teeth. If her master wanted her to be angry she would get angry.

 

[Crystal]

[member="Azlyn Ike"]

Inwardly, Crystal was smirking. So the white haired Zeltron simply needed some prompting. Well, she was happy to oblige. When she was ready, she would use the rage as intended. Now how long would that take? Well that depended on the albino zeltron now didn’t it? Things could take time, or if she was quick to anger, it would be much faster. Either way, she would get there. Crystal continued the cherade for now, until she was given the indication that it was no longer working. Zappity Zap!