Private A Knight's Valor

[Ko Vuto]

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Location: Corucant, NJO Temple
Objective: Teach about Lightsabers
Tag: Valor the Forsaken

“That’s fine Valor, even if you’re familiar with the movement you’re out of practice. Efficacy can deteriorate with disuse after all.” Ko could sense the doubt moving into Valor. Ko lowered his saber and telekinetically summoned the datapad back to his hand. Turning off the rather annoying beeping. “The perfect velocity doesn’t exist, messing up is something of an inevitability. Sort of like an unattainable pursuit of perfection. Which is okay so long as you don’t let yourself get too hung up on that.” Ko explained, letting Valor know that it’s okay to strive for excellence but not to be too discouraged when you don’t achieve it.

“Let me share with you something that should prove useful no matter the circumstance as a force adapts. This is an important piece of wisdom for anyone like us be they Jedi or even those who have allowed darkness into their lives. Doubt is the poison for all those Adapt in the ways of The Force. Confidence and faith in themselves and The Force can allow the most dedicated to succeed. Where doubt can cripple the most talented.” Ko continued to elaborate. Hoping this lesson he was imparting on the teen would resonate. In Ko's mind this was something more important and fundamental then even the Jedi Code. Since it was relevant to the success of even a Sith lord and beyond. To hammer it home he would try to provide a bit of anecdotal evidence from his own experience.

“Let me use myself as an example. After I lost my eyes I was a wreck. I doubted myself and my place within the order. I could hardly see through The Force, my vision cloudy with confusion and second guessing everything. But through immersing myself more in The Force and trusting it. Perceiving the world through it has become second nature and I may even say that I can see things more clearly now than I could before.” He wondered too if this might offer the teen a bit more insight into how he has managed to perceive the world around him without his eyes. Like they were questioning him about earlier.​

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[Valor the Forsaken]

TAGS: Ko Vuto

Valor raised a brow, his tone flat and edged with dry humor. "So, Braze is insane, then." It wasn’t hard to conclude, considering the kid’s obsessive tendencies and lack of social skills. Not that Valor was one to talk—but recognizing similar traits only made his loathing for Braze sharper.

"Kind of takes the wind out of the old adage, doesn’t it? ‘Practice doesn’t make perfect; perfect practice makes perfect.’" He shrugged, a humorless smirk tugging at his lips. "But that’s the thing with sayings—they’re neat, clever, and entirely bendable. Someone like Braze twists them into something unrecognizable just to prove the rest of us wrong."

He exhaled sharply, gaze hardening as he crossed his arms. "Old sayings," he muttered. "Perfect for pretending the world makes sense."

"Yeah, sure," he said finally, his voice laced with sarcasm, though not quite as sharp as usual. "Doubt is a poison, confidence is the antidote. Real motivational stuff, Ko. Got any more Jedi wisdom, or should I start writing all this down?"

He glanced at Ko's datapad with a faint scowl, the thought of unattainable perfection making his stomach twist. "And let me guess—'failure is a stepping stone to success,' right? " His words were biting, but they carried less venom than usual, more like a defensive reflex than genuine malice.

Still, something about Ko's anecdote gave him pause. He studied the older man, the faintest flicker of respect creeping into his expression despite himself. "So, you're saying you doubted yourself too? That you were... useless, for a while?" He hesitated, the weight of the question hanging between them. "But you figured it out. Because of The Force."

His gaze dropped to the floor, conflicted. "Fine. I get it. Confidence matters. But what if it's not doubt holding you back?" he muttered, almost to himself. "What if it's just... you?"

 

[Ko Vuto]

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Location: Corucant, NJO Temple
Objective: Teach about Lightsabers
Tag: Valor the Forsaken

“I only believe that Braze is misguided by his own expectations. Perhaps even chasing a dragon, as some might call it. Old sayings can be useful for condensing complex ideas and sharing them. There’s always exceptions of course.” Ko replied rather plainly and listened to Valor’s continued sarcasm about what Ko was trying to communicate. His expressionless antiox mask didn’t allow the echani teen to get much of a read on the Kel Dor.

“Yes Valor, I harbored severe doubts about myself and my place within the order. I don’t know if I would go as far as to say I was useless, but it was certainly a struggle and I was unsure if being blind meant I couldn’t ever achieve the rank of knight. I couldn’t even make it to lessons on time and was frequently running late.” Hearing Valor’s other question Ko nodded softly. “More or less, having trust in The Force and myself allowed me to overcome my set back. Although it did take time.” To hammer home that point there was another training exercise that Ko wished to do with Valor.

The Kel Dor continued to listen to the teens' words. Expressing concerns not just over confidence about something else. “Are you speaking about something more innate? Like some sort of trait within yourself?” Ko asked, wishing for Valor to elaborate a bit more.​

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[Valor the Forsaken]

TAGS: Ko Vuto

Valor sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping under the weight of his thoughts. He turned away, unable to meet Ko's gaze, and began pacing back and forth like a restless predator trapped in a cage. "What if it's more than a setback? More than just doubt?" His voice carried the raw edge of vulnerability.

He paused mid-stride, his hand brushing through his long snowy white hair in frustration; a self soothing gesture. "What if… I just don't have what it takes?" The words came tumbling out heavy and bitter. "The Force might be there, but what if it doesn't want me the way it wanted you? What if—" His voice cracked briefly as he spoke, feeling the tense tightening in his throat as he uttered the next few words."What if no amount of trust in the Force can fix... me?"