Ants in your Pants [Nima]

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Nima Tann"]

This technique takes much time to begin to learn or even 'perfect', if that ever really happens, but more it grows and continues to do so with each practice of it. As one learns more with the saber and more depth with meditation the Alchaka evolves. And so the connection to not only the force, but to one self. Your saber is not only your life, but the lives of others. With such a weapon in hand it become more, a symbol of freedom and protection. Light the saber, be prepared to kill, it should be the last resort. Something most Jedi fail to remember.

Iella felt Nima apprehension but that soon vanished as she began to form an understanding and soon she would connect better to her saber. It is something that Iella had done from the construction of her blade. Iella remembered the feeling when she finished making her blade and igniting it for the first time, the White Dragon essence filled her and the blade became an extention of her not just physically. Your saber will remain loyal if a Jedi form this relationship, it is some Jedi have done for eons.

She would not take her personal Alchaka further, not allow Nima to see. No one has and it will remain so. Iella began to pull back until she stood still and silence just allowing the force to enter and surround her body. Her mind calm as all the living force of Voss became one with her.

Iella walked away from Nima and out of sight. Nima will now develop the start of her Alchaka, one she will keep deep within her forever. Until such time a Nima lay spent on the grass, Iella will not return to her Padawan. Instead she walked the forest until she sensed Nima completed.

 

[Nima Tann]

She saw her Master moving back slowly to the depths of the forest as she continued swinging her saber to the imaginary enemy that she created in her mind. It helped her concentrate on swinging the saber more than thinking doing this exercise could make her look weird. She couldn't feel anything besides the sudden temperature drop, as she felt before, the Force started to get around her. Continuing to try different stances that she learn while watching others training, the Force she felt around her got stronger and stronger, she felt light-headed, like she wasn't thinking clearly, or not thinking at all, she could say. Her arms continued moving in a harmony, she didn't know how they continued without her doing anything though, like Master E'ron said, maybe she was managing of letting herself go, she closed her eyes and just felt the flow, like a waterfall slowly touching the rocks at the bottom.

The lightsaber wasn't hers, not like a proper Padawan, she didn't create it herself. It was her stepfather's, the most valuable thing that she inherited from him. But of course, she had a strong bond with her lightsaber, her most trusted ally, and her memories of the Silver Jedi that held it before. Maybe it was the one thing made this valuable for her. And that was why she kept pushing and pushing even she knew that everything wasn't okay, because somewhere, she knew that her father was watching her, to make him proud was her first priority.

Several minutes later...

One thing she felt about herself was, her breathing was fast, like very fast, as if her heart was going to explode from the sudden Force that was flying around, dangerous for a Padawan, but it still felt in peace. Swing, parry, duck, swing again... Her movement speed was decreasing slightly. Was she exhausted? Without a doubt, but at the same time she never felt that good before. This meditation was an interesting one indeed, she was going to work on it and try to master it, but it was going to be a little difficult, looking at the fact that she managed to gather the Force around this late. As she continued thinking, she looked around for her Master, nowhere to be seen. But probably she was around, doing her own meditation. She heard this meditation could make people a little serious and maybe a bit angry. So, it was probably for the best.

Swing... parry... swi... Then, in a second, she felt a sudden lose of strength in her legs, as if the muscles stopped working and the ground started shaking. "Ohh..." She didn't realize but this whole physical exercise drained her power, her eyes closed and she fell to the ground, for several seconds she looked around, she didn't have neither the energy nor the will to stand up, she coughed, coughed and coughed until catching her breath finally, and then... her weak body couldn't endure much exhaustion, she closed her eyes again, and became unconscious.

[member="Iella E'ron"]

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Nima Tann"]

Iella was delighted, her Padawan had worked that hard she was unconscious. She smiled as she hurried back to her to find her laying on the ground in total exhaustion. No time for dark thoughts now my Padawan.

She kneed down beside Nima, her hand raised as the force streamed through Iella and into Nima, searching to make sure she is alright and to give energy .. just a little for her to awake. There is nothing like physical labour to tire the body and mind riding it of thoughts that ties one mind up in twists, making thoughts unclear. Of course there is more to it then that, but this was a start.

"Nima .. Nima .. wake up", she gently asked. Iella took up Nima's lightsaber and extinguished her blade. "It is time I got you back to the Temple".

 

[Nima Tann]

Hearing a familiar voice coming from depths of her mind, she felt a soft touch, a warm one, an energy source flowing through her body. The whole darkness was slowly filled with the light while this warm feeling continued to move like the blood in her veins.

Finding the strength from this particular energy, she opened her eyes to the outer world, seeing her concerned Master sitting beside her. "Master?... What happened?" she said with a confused tone, her brain was still in the effect of this unconsciousness, she examined her surroundings to remember what she was doing before she found herself laying on the ground. Oh yeah, she was in a training with her Master, this whole physical movement must have made her dizzy.

"Ugh... Can't feel my head." Seeing her lightsaber at her Master's hands, she slowly smiled and managed to sit with all the strength she had. Was that this meditation was about? She coughed and touched her eyes which were still burning from the sudden light that entered to her eyes. "This... meditation... Alchaka... We were doing that, right? Did I manage to do it, Master?" Well if this meditation caused a sudden memory wipe, Nima could say it was working.

"Can you lend me a hand?" She asked Master E'ron, because she didn't have enough strength to stand up by herself.

[member="Iella E'ron"]

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Nima Tann"]

"You did just fine Nima, here put your arm around my shoulders I will pull you up". She said taking Nima to guide her to her feet. Iella began to lead Nima back to the Temple, with her arm around her waist for support. The walk back would take some time, as Nima is at the end of her energy levels.

Iella would give her energy through the force, linking to her Padawan and funneling her strength to her. "You pushed yourself, which is good, this form of meditation requires much physically abilities as well as mental. In time Nima, build on it, develop your own style in form. And as you do so, you will have more control over her mind and body".

Eventually, the two made their way up the stair to the Temple. Iella would take NIma to her quarters to rest.

"Take the rest of the day off", she grinned at her Padawan, and don't get yourself into any more trouble. "I will contact you soon for more training". With that, Iella gave Nima a small bow and left her to recover.