The Basics.

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Korriban, Treck had been here many times before, but he did not know why he was here this time. He just felt a strong connection to the Dark Side emitting from the planet.​

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Treck searched around the city, hands in his cloak. He was still heavily armed, though. Treck may have had a connection to the force, but it was weak.​

He walked through the large hub of people, before coming upon a /very/ much less populated area of the planet. He was alone, at least he felt alone.​

He looked around the area, before reaching up to his face, pulling down his hood, and taking his mask off. He had blue eyes, he wasn't completely corrupted by the Dark Side of The Force. He set the mask down, the mask wasn't only some sort of warning, it was a sign of a Warrior. The Sith warrior. But who was a Sith warrior with no training? Just a regular Acolyte. It was at this moment that Treck found out why he was on this planet, to find a master, or at least someone to teach him the basics of the force. What to do and what not to do. How to meditate. Lightsaber forms, making a Lightsaber.​

Treck had no abilities, no powers, no Sith Magik. Nothing, just an Aura.​

Treck picked up the mask and put it back around his face, pulling his hood back over his head.​

Treck decided to sit on a fairly large rock, twirling a combat knife in hand.​

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[member="Darth Ferus"]​

 

[Darth Ferus]

"You come out here alone often?"

The voice of the red man would sound off behind [member="Treck"] . Should he turn to see, he would find the Zabrak leaning against the rock right behind the own he was sitting on. Ferus had seen this boy wandering the surface some time ago, and had chosen to follow him. Melding with the crowd, keeping his signature shrunk to an atomic level, everything he could do to stay hidden. As the leader of the Assassins, he should hope he was effective.

For now though, he would keep his attention on this new Sith, both arms folded over his chest. He was curious, as ever, and wondered if this was another he could bring to his cause.

 

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Treck would have continued sitting on the rock as the voice of the man sounded off from behind him, he wasn't phased by this, it was a populated planet and he thought some/thing/ was going to appear, not someone. He responded to the 'Red Man' pretty... calmly. Fear was not something Treck carried with him.​

"Not really, been here a couple times before, it has a strong connection."​

Treck then turned to the man, analyzing him through the mask he wore on his face. If the man was here this whole time, then he saw Treck's face. Not something that happened often. If Ferus could feel Treck's connection to this planet, he'd notice that Treck had no LightSaber. Treck was absolutely no threat to Ferus.​

"What about you?"​

He asked, seeming to have met someone who wouldn't attack him. Maybe, maybe not. Sith were pretty much unpredictable.​

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[member="Darth Ferus"]​

 

[Darth Ferus]

"I like to travel, so I'm here." And I felt your presence and got curious. Slowly he would move his hands down to his sides, more or less putting them into the pockets on his pants. He was dressed in his usual armor, but as he looked over [member="Treck"] he found himself frowning. A Sith without a lightsaber? How.. Odd. With a slight nod to the man though, he would end up chatting about it.

"How much training have you had?"

 

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Treck answered the question very simply, continuing to twirl the combat knife, he stood, turning to completely face the Zabrak, was it?​

He seemed pretty disappointed in himself as well. He should have found his own master to teach him.​

"None. I've had no training at all. All I know is that I am force sensitive. And that I am not a Jedi."​

He paced around the rock as he spoke. It wasn't really that high up. Just a pillar out of the ground.​

As Ferus looked over the Sith he'd find an Assault Rifle, a black cloak, and a combat knife 'sheath' on his chest.​

The sheath was empty as Treck twirled the Knife in hand, he seemed pretty skilled with it, too. He had alot of free time.​

[member="Darth Ferus"]​

 

[Darth Ferus]

"None? Well, that's no good. You come to Korriban, home of the Sith, without any way to train? What kind of dagger is that?" Ferus eyed [member="Treck"] for a moment, mostly his knife now. He himself had his own, though it was alchemized and used for ceremonial purposes. Mostly sacrificing blood to an Alchemic basin. But for now, he wanted to see if the blade could withstand a lightsaber or not. If it couldn't, well, he'd probably offer him a saber of his own.

 

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Treck raised a brow as he was bombarded with questions, attempting to answer them slowly, not as fast as they were asked. He caught all three of the questions, answering them each one by one. Sheathing his dagger on the left of his chestplate. The dagger could be used against him, having it where it was was a high risk. He then began to answer the questions, tapping his foot as he did so.​

"No master. And It's just a regular dagger."​

He answered.​

[member="Darth Ferus"]​

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Very well. Then I shall be training you. Catch." With that, Ferus would toss [member="Treck"] one of his own lightsabers. It was a peculiar design, flat when activated almost like the Mandalorian Dark Saber, but blue in color. Ferus would, in turn, activate the brother of said blade, letting the golden one hum to life.

"A quick lesson if you will. I can't have Sith wandering around under trained after all."

 

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Treck caught the saber with ease, had quick reflexes. He thought of an attack from the man, but instead, he had found someone to quickly teach him the basics.​

He stared down at the saber, seeming amazed, this was the first lightsaber he had ever held.​

He finally figured out how to power on the blade a few moments after catching it. He responded to the man with a very grateful, joyful tone in his voice​

"Thank you!"​

[member="Darth Ferus"]​

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Don't thank me yet. Now, do you at least know the basic information on a lightsaber? How to hold it in general, what not to do so to keep your limbs, that sort of thing." Ferus's tone remained calm, but he wasn't doing this out of the kindness of his heart. A weak Sith weakened him and the One Sith as a whole.

And so did an under trained one such as [member="Treck"] . To better his brethren, he would teach this boy how to use a saber. Though, he wouldn't let him keep half of his pair.

 

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Treck didn't know how to answer the question, he didn't even know how to hold the lightsaber. But he saw how some of the Jedi used theirs, hopefully that was the way the Sith used it.​

He held the lightsaber kind-of behind him with his right hand, hoping this was the right way to actually hold a lightsaber.​

He paused for a moment, debating to ask a question. He then decided that asking questions were the best.​

"Is this how you hold it?"​

He questioned, waiting for an answer from Ferus.​

[member="Darth Ferus"]​

 

[Darth Ferus]

The Zabrak rubbed his chin for a moment, watching [member="Treck"] as he went about turning the saber on, and holding it. Perhaps he had been a bit.. Too vague on what he meant. There were hundreds of ways to hold a lightsaber, and Ferus had more or less forgot about such a thing.

He did nod at the question though. "Indeed! However, I may have gone about this the wrong way. You see, there are many ways to hold the saber. Tell me, do you know how to use that knife? Or even a normal metal sword? If so, I can show you how to use this energy blade in a similar fashion to either."

 

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Treck seemed pretty surprised after being asked if he was asked if he knew how to use a Combat Knife. He responded rather normally, instead of saying 'Of course I do' or 'What kind of question is that?'​

"Yes, I know how to use it. I don't know how to use regular metal sword, though."​

He 'deactivated' the lightsaber and set it down gently, pulling his combat knife from the sheath on his shoulder, holding it in hand.​

He then commented a few things following up with his answer.​

"Need me to use it?"​

"I'm pretty good at throwing it, too. I think you can throw lightsabers..."​

[member="Darth Ferus"]​

 

[Darth Ferus]

"No no, keep the saber in your hand. Press the button on the side." Ferus himself did so with his own blade, and it literally went from full length to half. IT was practically an energy dagger, one the Zabrak tossed lightly in between his hands, being sure to have it in a loose grip. "Use the saber like you would that dagger."

 

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Treck had nodded, sheathing the dagger once more and then picking up the saber. He pressed the button on the side, the Saber growing to half of it's side. Like a dagger that Treck would use.​

He held the Saber like he would hold his dagger, at his side. He then paused questioning the Zabrak with what to do. He twirled the saber in hand like he would do his dagger as well.​

"Now what?"​

He seemed to be enjoying this training, the One Sith didn't have very many masters that would even consider training someone. They were trained, and then didn't continue the cycle, simple as that.​

[member="Darth Ferus"]​

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Now, I want you to show me what you do know with a dagger. Attack me." The Zabrak brought up his own saber, the blue blade simply pointing at [member="Treck"] . Ferus needed to see how skilled the boy was to begin with before he could truly train him, but they were getting there now. A shiver of excitement ran down his spine as he watched the Warrior, waiting ever so patiently.