Heir to Clan Khath
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- Thread starter Aiwaz Khath
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After settling down on Klatooine and getting a feel for her new planet, Arisa had decided to make her return back to Voss for a training session with the resident masters and students of the Academy. While in Silver Space, she kept her real objective in her sights as she helped the Silver Jedi maintain the peace in their corner of the galaxy.
She didn't come alone. She had found the trip to be a good opportunity for her little clutch of Apokka to see Voss and get some more quality training under their belt. In turn, they would them disseminate their knowledge among their peers to develop a more capable fighting force to respond to the many threats that now plagued the Silver Jedi and the galaxy at large. The Sentinel kept her eyes on the Sith, who worked directly and through proxies to sew discord.
In between her personal training, she made sure that theApokka maintained their own strict training regime, always beginning with a morning jog all over the academy grounds. Topping out at 70 kilometers per hour, the average Apokka would leave regular humans in the dust, and even gifted individuals would struggle to keep up with them for extended periods of time. For Arisa, it was a grueling test of endurance in both the physical and the Force. Figuring out the most efficient means to draw upon the Force to enhance her movements instead of just exhausting herself quicker. It was also practicing just using the Force in general, becoming more proficient through repeated use, like working a muscle. She didn't know if she could ever match the feats of the great masters of the past and today, but she could definitely become better than she was now.
This particular morning had Arisa and the raiders running along a scenic path between mountains and hills. She had chosen this area to give theApokka the challenge of running over shifting terrain and elevation, which robbed them of some of their speed. After about an hour of jogging, she called for a break as she spotted a man far off the side of the path by himself, taking him as a good sign to stop after they went through a cooldown session.
Without ceremony, she plopped down on the grass to enjoy some water and a shot of nutrients for a quick recovery. TheApokka chattered among themselves as she watched the man. She didn't know him, but she could feel his strong aura in the Force, probably making him a fellow Jedi. He looked to be going through some sort of kata. His transitions between each movement were smooth, his routine reminding her of the flow of water. She considered herself decent in the realm of unarmed combat, but her moves looked downright choppy compared to his, the product of several different styles rolled into one eclectic system. This looked like a person she wouldn't mind taking pointers from, but at the moment, she didn't want to ask for fear of interrupting his training. She would wait.
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She didn't come alone. She had found the trip to be a good opportunity for her little clutch of Apokka to see Voss and get some more quality training under their belt. In turn, they would them disseminate their knowledge among their peers to develop a more capable fighting force to respond to the many threats that now plagued the Silver Jedi and the galaxy at large. The Sentinel kept her eyes on the Sith, who worked directly and through proxies to sew discord.
In between her personal training, she made sure that theApokka maintained their own strict training regime, always beginning with a morning jog all over the academy grounds. Topping out at 70 kilometers per hour, the average Apokka would leave regular humans in the dust, and even gifted individuals would struggle to keep up with them for extended periods of time. For Arisa, it was a grueling test of endurance in both the physical and the Force. Figuring out the most efficient means to draw upon the Force to enhance her movements instead of just exhausting herself quicker. It was also practicing just using the Force in general, becoming more proficient through repeated use, like working a muscle. She didn't know if she could ever match the feats of the great masters of the past and today, but she could definitely become better than she was now.
This particular morning had Arisa and the raiders running along a scenic path between mountains and hills. She had chosen this area to give theApokka the challenge of running over shifting terrain and elevation, which robbed them of some of their speed. After about an hour of jogging, she called for a break as she spotted a man far off the side of the path by himself, taking him as a good sign to stop after they went through a cooldown session.
Without ceremony, she plopped down on the grass to enjoy some water and a shot of nutrients for a quick recovery. TheApokka chattered among themselves as she watched the man. She didn't know him, but she could feel his strong aura in the Force, probably making him a fellow Jedi. He looked to be going through some sort of kata. His transitions between each movement were smooth, his routine reminding her of the flow of water. She considered herself decent in the realm of unarmed combat, but her moves looked downright choppy compared to his, the product of several different styles rolled into one eclectic system. This looked like a person she wouldn't mind taking pointers from, but at the moment, she didn't want to ask for fear of interrupting his training. She would wait.
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