Matreya
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Damien smiled as he reached an arm deep into the torso of the still wailing thief. Before long his actions caused the flailing body to simply stop moving, every muscle all at once, which included the heart.
Withdrawing his arm from the cadaver, he wiped the blood free of the appendage with the clothing still draped against its body. A disgusted look had spread like fire across Damien's face, the putrid beast had attempted to steal from the Ancient Sith. Something worth more than anything Damien owned: Ergast's Holocron.
Every so often, when he felt it time proper, Damien would bring the Holocron back from its hidden place in the crevices of his hand to polish and go over once more to maintain absolute knowledge of Force Walk. He would ask hypothetical questions, give it scenarios; all in the hopes to perfect the talent in its entirety to the absolute peak.
During the most recent time he had been surprised to be ambushed by an attack orchestrated by an old nemesis that need not be named. While defending himself, Damien had not the ability to defend himself from so many while also keeping the Holocron safe. Through the transient properties, the thing left and ended in the hands of such a lowly thief.
At least it had returned to him once again!
Staring at the Holocron, Damien empowered the Holocron with a certain ability: Dimension Shift. Once activated, it shrank the Holo until it entered a pocket dimension against the crevices of his hand. With a satisfied nod, he turned around to see a young man in the doorway to the room.
"You..." Damien murmured then snapped and smiled, "Yes I offered to train you...should I erase from your memories what you just saw or can you be trusted to keep a secret?"
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Withdrawing his arm from the cadaver, he wiped the blood free of the appendage with the clothing still draped against its body. A disgusted look had spread like fire across Damien's face, the putrid beast had attempted to steal from the Ancient Sith. Something worth more than anything Damien owned: Ergast's Holocron.
Every so often, when he felt it time proper, Damien would bring the Holocron back from its hidden place in the crevices of his hand to polish and go over once more to maintain absolute knowledge of Force Walk. He would ask hypothetical questions, give it scenarios; all in the hopes to perfect the talent in its entirety to the absolute peak.
During the most recent time he had been surprised to be ambushed by an attack orchestrated by an old nemesis that need not be named. While defending himself, Damien had not the ability to defend himself from so many while also keeping the Holocron safe. Through the transient properties, the thing left and ended in the hands of such a lowly thief.
At least it had returned to him once again!
Staring at the Holocron, Damien empowered the Holocron with a certain ability: Dimension Shift. Once activated, it shrank the Holo until it entered a pocket dimension against the crevices of his hand. With a satisfied nod, he turned around to see a young man in the doorway to the room.
"You..." Damien murmured then snapped and smiled, "Yes I offered to train you...should I erase from your memories what you just saw or can you be trusted to keep a secret?"
[member="Naga Itesak"]