The Resilience Form

[Sor-Jan Xantha]

The Anzat could sense a certain serenity from the padawan.

He was conscious of the Force, but that awareness stood in isolation. The young knight would have the apprentice appreciate how his thoughts could shape some of the space around him. Even affect the thoughts of those around him.

The Force surrounds us, penetrates us, and binds the universe together. An echo. Sor-Jan's voice, but not his words. Yoda. Qui-Gon Jinn. Tyvokka. Masters of the Jedi long past. Teachers who had shaped the Anzat's understanding of the Force, shared in a brief snippet of knowledge. Expression beyond mere communication. Communication beyond mere understanding.

You can use that to speak without words. And yet, it was more than that. Telepathy was a temporary joining of the minds. It allowed Jedi to share their thoughts. So they communicated in abstract concepts, emotions, even barely formed ideas. Words became meaningless, because what was understood was the idea beyond them. And then, suddenly, the idea was more than the words could convey.

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[Togo]

Stretching out further, he could feel more in-tune with the Force, flowing it through every cell in his body, through his mind and energy. He felt as if he were one with it, thinking of nothing more than the Force, and the way it affects him.

Hearing another voice, through the energy fields of the Force inside of his mind, he listened to it saying, The Force surrounds us, penetrates us, and binds the universe together. Trying to understand the meaning behind that, he focused on the Force to un-shroud the meaning. Then another voice, You can use that to speak without words. Telepathy? He had heard it could be done with the Force, and hearing his master show him it, and the understanding behind it, he attempted to try this ability--recalling what was told to him through it as guidelines.

Focusing on the Anzat, he attempted to connect his consciousness with hers, to attempt and put a thought or a word into the mind.

"Mast---------" The link was broken, as he could only get a short burst through their combined minds, prompting he needed more practice and understanding on this ability.

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[Sor-Jan Xantha]

The boy nodded in approval.

Focus. The young Anzat brought a hand up, accentuating the motion of breathing in. Breathing out.

Breathing in.

Breathing out.

Being awareness of himself. Being aware of Togo. Being aware of the room around them. Concentrate.

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[Togo]

Togo began to focus more now, trying his best to get the ability to work.

He tried again, though this time it was mainly just jumbled words getting through, as they were not completed into the Anzat's mind. He began to feel out with the Force, except this time he tried to get inside the mind first, instead of say it, and send the words through.

"Master?" The padawan said, hoping it got through this time.

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[Sor-Jan Xantha]

Master.

"You see? You can do it," the boy intoned calmly, gesturing over toward the smaller padawan. The apprentice was capable. Quietly working past doubt as he conquered brave new worlds in the Force.

Remarkable, experience of teaching. To share a glimpse of what it was to be learning for the first time. "You have opened your mind to new frontiers."

That should prove most interesting for his meditations and reflection. "Rest," the Anzat said, rising from his seat. Bowing, the boy prepared to take his leave from the padawan. "More will be coming, but that is sufficient for now."

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