Take Over Control

[Allyson Locke]

Spencer shook her head slightly. She didn't explain herself fully to her Master. She didn't want to eradicate death from the world, she fully understood where things would go if someone interfered with the cycle of life. The last thing she wanted to do in this world was create more conflict. Still playing with the end of her tunic, Spencer started to explain herself again. She tried to remember the teachings she had gotten from class about the force technique she had wanted to learn.

"Master, with my abilities with feeling emotion...I desire to learn battle meditation. I want to master it, because with that skill I will be able to prevent many conflicts! If I can do that I can stop people from blindly killing themselves. I could save a lot of Jedi and everyone in general. People should live long happy lives and not have horrible deaths! If I could do that, if I could change the galaxy into something peaceful...the cycle of life would still flow, but without the chaos of war."

 

[Phylis Alince]

"Battle Meditation is a worthy skill, Spencer. It has great uses inside and outside of war, despite its name. I think your goal is noble. As a famous philosopher once said though 'only the dead have seen the end of war'. But...I am interested greatly in helping you develop your talents. War and violence will never go away, but the aggression and tyranny of the Sith is one evil we can stop which will make things better for us all."
Phylis smiled reassuringly. "Did you want to continue? I have some things we can try now if you wish."

 

[Allyson Locke]

Spencer nodded quickly her legs were cramping and she wanted to do more. Standing up she dusted herself off and held out her hand towards her master. A smile spread across her face as she nodded hoping to assure Phylis into taking her hand.

"Im ready to learn my Master"

 

[Phylis Alince]

Phylis took her hand and stood her up. The contact with light, warm, gentle. Phylis wasn't sure why her heart sped up. She blamed it on not enough training in the gym.

"Right, well, what I want to do next is a little more...taxing, and requires patience. I'm sure you'll have no problem with that," Phylis commented smugly. It was as if she knew that Spencer was as patient as a kitten on catnip.

"Stand or sit here and I want to to levitate and hold these rods into a shape of your choice using only the Force." She called the padded rods across the floor into a rough pile.

 

[Allyson Locke]

Spencer’s face lit up. Anything telekinesis or something along those lines were her favorite. It was also one of her strong suits. Listening to her Master explains the rules she stood happily waiting for her turn to attempt the shapes. Taking a deep breath, Spencer closed her eyes and focused on the force like Phylis had shown her. Easily, she picked up where the rods were and floated the first one up. She wasn’t used to not using her hands, so despite that it was floating and not in her reach – Spencer outstretched her hands to mimic the motion.

First she bent one of the ends and then motioned as if she was rotating it in her hands. The next corner bent until the shape of a heart formed. The rod slowly moved downward and Spencer picked up the next one with the force.

The act continued for two more rods, at the fourth one beads of sweat poured down the padawan’s face. Before she could finish the star, Spencer collapsed to the ground from over exertion. The rod fell as well with a loud thud.

After a few moments, Spencer still hadn’t moved .

 

[Phylis Alince]

Phylis ran forward and turned Spencer over, her hand going to her throat to check for a pulse. It was there, a bit erratic, but intact. She laid her hand on Spencer's chest and called on the Force to revive her. Reaching deep into herself she let some of her power flow into her Padawan.
"Silly, silly girl, never know when to quit," Phylis muttered. As Spencer started to come around she used a damp cloth to cool her brow. "Are you okay?"

 

[Allyson Locke]

Spencer’s eyes fluttered open as she blinked awkwardly trying to adjust her vision to gather who was dabbing her forehead with a wet towel. Once she regained focus she looked up and saw her Master. It surprised her that once again Phylis didn’t send her to the medic ward and instead took care of the padawan herself. Nodding, Spencer answered Phylis’ question and laid there for a minute. A lot was going through her head, but she wanted to do something important.

She regained some of her energy back and looked at Phylis without saying anything. Quickly, Spencer lunged forward and hugged Phylis tightly. It seemed like the proper response to what Phylis had just done even though she probably would have done it for anyone in general.

“I’m okay, I just need a minute and I’ll be ready to continue. Is it okay?”

 

[Phylis Alince]

Phylis was surprised by the sudden embrace, and returned the hug. She smiled. "I'm glad you're okay, Spencer," she said softly.

She sat back. "I think this is enough for now. It's been a busy say and I think we should both get some rest. For homework, I'd like you to read up on Master Krovis' theory of telekinetic resonance. Don't worry, there won't be an exam, I just want you to understand it so you can use the Force better without over exerting yourself. I'll come and collect you in the morning."

 

[Allyson Locke]

Spencer frowned, she had wanted to learn more today. Making a mental note of the Jedi's name she promised herself to go check out some books from the archives. Though Spencer knew deep down inside she wasn't going to actually read the jedi's teachings. Spencer was the trial and error sort. She wanted to make mistakes so that she could learn from them. Nodding reluctantly, she released the hug and stood up. Spencer was relieved that there wasn't going to be a test so there was nothing to worry about her and Spencer completely forgot the name of the Jedi.

"I'll see you in the morning than Master...have a good evening."

Reluctantly, Spencer left the training room and headed towards her room. There she flopped face first into the bed and didn't move until morning -- even then she stayed asleep past her alarm clock.

 

[Phylis Alince]

Phylis went to her room and stayed up for a few hours longer dealing with some matter, but finally she slept.

The next morning she was up before sunrise and readied herself for the day. After eating breakfast she headed to her Padawan's room and knocked on the door. There was no reply so she overrode the lock and entered. Spencer was sprawled on the bed.
"Good morning Spencer, wake up!" she ordered jovially.

 

[Allyson Locke]

Of course Spencer was enjoying her dreams of not studying and frolicking in the meadows of Naboo. She had heard the buzzer at her door, but decided to just ignore it and continue to sleep there was nothing she had to do this morning, well there was that training thing Phylis wanted to do. Shrugging it off, she dozed back to sleep and then the worst happened, Phylis entered! Her voice rang tenderly in Spencer’s ears, despite the fact that Spencer did enjoy Phylis’ voice she threw a blanket over her head and rolled over.

“No! Sleep time!”

She refused to get up and wrapped herself tightly in her blankets and hid under them.

 

[Phylis Alince]

Phylis folded her arms and poked the Spencer-cocoon. She got no reaction.

"Well, that's okay, Spencer, I'll just have all this breakfast myself!"

She sat at the table and started munching loudly on Spencer's favourite cereal....

 

[Allyson Locke]

Spencer rolled over and stared at Phylis, the woman had started to eat her favorite cereal – which on a Paddy budget was quite difficult to come by. The only visible part of the young blonde was her face which was rather round as it was wrapped up so tightly in the blanket. Narrowing her eyes she focused the force around the cereal bowl and then on the spoon which flung some of the cereal onto Phylis face.

The bowl then proceeded to float towards the Spencer-cocoon hovering near her while the spoon fed her each bite delicately.

“I win. Silly Master Trix are for paddies!”

 

[Phylis Alince]

Being splattered with cereal was not Phylis' idea of a good time, and when the bowl sped over to Spencer, the last thing on her mind was an admiration of the fine Force control skills Spencer was showing.

Instead, seized by an impulse of impish trickery, Phylis called on the Force, and Spencer started to rise into the air and rotate slowly in mid-air! The more she struggled, the more of cocoon she would lose until she would hopefully finally have to get up!

 

[Allyson Locke]

Spencer started to spin and she lost control of the cereal bowl, which went crashing down into the floor. Frowning, she looked towards her Master at the times she could through the rotation. Her eyes narrowed as the chair the woman was sitting in started to shake. Nothing happened though beyond that and Spencer cursed under her breath and then soon resorted to whining.

"ARGH you're too heavy Master I can't lift you!"

Continuing to rotate, Spencer crossed her arms and let the blanket unravel from around her frame.

 

[Phylis Alince]

"Size matters not, Padawan," Phylis asserted, mimicking a Yoda voice. She let her Padawan down gently to the bed. "Now, up you get, Spencer, we have a big day ahead of us...."

 

[Allyson Locke]

Spencer sat on her bed as she looked at her Master. Didn't the woman understand the meaning of beauty sleep? Spencer was cute for a reason, but today it looks like its going to be the start of some early mornings.

Standing Spencer stood there in a short t-shirt and short shorts. The shirt was short enough to show her stomach and it seemed to show a little more when she raised her hand to rub her sleepy eye.

"Master what are we doing today?"

 

[Phylis Alince]

Phylis turned away from the impromptu peepshow, and instead stared out the window. "We're going to go on a little trip, Spencer. A practical application of the Force, you might say! So get youeself ready and meet me in half an hour at my room."

 

[Allyson Locke]

Over an hour later...

Spencer sped around the corner of the hallway where all the knights where housed. She dipped and dodged Masters,Knights and padawans alike. Phylis should be getting a lot of notices about her padawan being reckless in the halls. Finally arriving at the Knights door, Spencer tested her limits and skidded to a stop as she attempted to knock at the same moment.

 

[Phylis Alince]

There was no reply to the knock on the door, even when Spencer tried again. It seemed like her Master had gone without her!

Another Jedi, a pleasant looking old man walked over. "Can I help you, Padawan?" he asked.