What is the Force? (Ikki)

[Cambria Zadira]

As Cambria exhaled, she shifted her weight from one foot to the other as she gracefully moved through a simple three step exercise. Each footfall over the grassy meadow was accentuated with a breath. The motions remained slow as the Rutian Twi'lek turned and swept her right arm across her chest.

Breathe in.

Thick dark lashes brushed over lightly blushed blue skin as gold-speckled hazel orbs fell behind closed lids. The Jedi Knight did not need her vision to perform a kata familiar since she was all but a youngling.

Breathe out.

Tight muscles loosened as she breezed through the first level kata. The terrors of the attack, the ache still left in her heart for those lost, especially her master, drifted as she easily stepped into the second level kata with grace that could only have come from a lifetime of practice. The simple, controlled moves stretched muscles and prepared her for the more complex actions of her morning ritual as her thoughts shifted from her past eighteen years to the present, and to the possibilities of her future.

In time with her gentle motions, another breath filled her lungs. The crest and fall of her chest shimmered with a thin sheen of moisture under the morning sun. Soft planes of toned muscles shifted under silky skin as bare feet danced over plushy moss below while twin tails swayed in a synchronized duet above.

Falling into the ingrained motions of the ancient kata, her mind slipped free of the restraints of blood and bone. Weary thoughts reached out, mingling with the awesome presence of the Force. The energies flowed around her like the oceans of Minaar, wrapping her in gentle, floating comfort.

The ethereal power source was all encompassing, enveloping a battered spirit and filling the chips in her mental armor; centering her once again in the Force.

Breathe in.... Breathe out.

This is how [member="Ikki Ike"] would find her new master; dancing with the Force it would seem in the meadow just outside of Voss Academy where the young padawan was to meet up with the Twi'lek Silver Guardian.

 

[Ikki Ike]

[member="Cambria Zadira"]

Her movements were measured as Ikki listened. Her new master was not in the temple and that meant searching for her.. somewhat. She was letting her touches of the force show through as she was moving in the direction of her master. Feeling the force while she held herself at the ready. The small girl finished lacing up the thigh high boot, her krayt dragon top and slid the gloves into a pocket.

She didn't have a training saber like many of the other students and she had her slice wire. Her multi-weapon was on her hip lightly swaying as she moved down the hall and out of the temple. The sun shining off the skin where she had rubbed salve on the bruises she had gotten from some encounters. Her short hair and headband covering her eyes from the sun while she walked towards her master.

The trip there was lengthy but eventually she found her way and watched the kata for a time. She could barely lift objects with the force and barely spared thoughts on using a blade but then again she had been talking with Oswafts... Those massive creatures liked the force or at least one way of using it. She had been able to learn something or two from them which aided her as she stopped near her master and bowed.

The small frame of the girl got even smaller and aside from the black fingers that were cybernetic and replacements for her damaged one. She was unassuming compared to most and spoke with the faintest sound coming from her mouth. "Master." Ikki bowed forward letting her eyes remain on the woman and watching her through her bangs before she rose up and stood tall with her full four foot nine stature.