Giving purpose to a trophy

[Michael Steelfang]

Michael was uneasy he didn't no much about this master he was supposed to meet he mused to himself "I have heard conmen say I was force sensitive before and for a small sum of credits they could unlock his powers but this is the first time someone offered to introduce him to someone who could train him for free" the cargo hold of his ship was empty he stood square in the middle his protocal droid would escort this master down to the hold .

[member="D-Man"]

 

[Matreya]

Walking among the people near [member="Michael Steelfang"]'s ship, Damien moved silent and invisible, his powers coaxing himself from minds of all. Lord Ergast, as always unseen, moved next to him. Reaching out a bit with his mind, he sensed his could be apprentice. The student waited for the Master? No.

Drawing as much power as he could, from Ergast as well, Damien hurled a powerful blow of kinetic energy at the hull of the craft. The rocking was not enough to teeter the ship, but it would definitely be felt inside.

 

[Michael Steelfang]

Michael drew his pistols he bellowed "What in the bluest of blue hells was that ?" Charing out his vessels he spotted a man that he felt a strange aura from something he only felt once before but that was certainly a dark day in his past " You there did you just rock my ship "he roared at the man his pistols trained on the man

[member="D-Man"]

 

[Matreya]

Damien stood off to the side, watching while a large man burst from the ship bellowing at a man he made him think was himself. Walking closer, he continued to erase himself from others minds while he tried to decide what to do next.

It was then he shrugged and simply stepped forward, "No, he didnt, I did."

[member="Michael Steelfang"]

(Fail. Lets just pretend this was posted as Damien)

 

[Michael Steelfang]

Michael turned towards the man who boasted he was responsible, "Now why would you go and do a suicidal thing like that ?" Michael turned his blasters on the new target his muscles were tense like a coiled snake ready to strike.

He tighted his grip on his blasters just a little twitch and all hell would brake loose in the streets.
[member="D-Man"]

 

[Matreya]

Damien let the right corner of his lips twitch upward, and with it the full connection he held to his Spirit allies and Ergast. Exploding in a burst of energy hard enough to kill the few hundred people in his immediate area, Damien watched as the ship he stood near was shoved several dozen yards away, barely avoiding flipping.

"Suicidal? Never been." Damien snarled. With his own connection to the force heightened due to consuming Force User's life essence, and the combination of 4 spirits added - one being one of the strongest Sith Lords in history - it was lucky the ship didnt detonate instantly.

[member="Michael Steelfang"]

 

[Michael Steelfang]

" Your the master I am supposed to meet , you know there was need to attack my ship "Michael holstered his pistols he was uneasy at this development. He was worried that his ship had sustainted some damage but it seemed alright.
[member="D-Man"]

 

[Matreya]

Damien let his control of the Force wain, "I am. And there was. Thats one thing I wont stand. If I teach you, I will be in control. You seek me out, not the other way. But you are knew to me, so i will trust you to learn quickly." Damien drew forth a datapad and pressed a sequence, "a crew nearby will arrive to fix any wrongs done to your ship. However you will not be here.

"Follow." Stepping over dead bodies galore, Damien wondered the mans response. This would be his first test.

[member="Michael Steelfang"]

 

[Michael Steelfang]

Michael followed [member="D-Man"] he knew when it was time to just follow and when it was time to fight even though his pride bade him to tear this man apart limb from limb he knew it wouldn't end well for him " Very well lead on then " his weapons were holstered but that didn't leave him any less dangerous Michael may not be a master of the force but he was an walking aresnal in his own right and with an itchy trigger finger to boot.

 

[Matreya]

(Wtf. My phone is garbage. Yet another thing i find out it didnt post.)

Damien grinned, but said nothing for a time. The man knew well when to simply learn and listen. Thats always a good sign, "My name is Lord Daemos. You will be learning from me, so remember my title at all times. Our regimen will begin with martial training at dawn every morning, then we will work on training your Force Potential after until noon. Lunch, a pause, then return to the same steps only reversed.

"Is this understood?"

[member="Michael Steelfang"]

 

[Michael Steelfang]

"Whatever you say your highness" Michael was more a tad surprised if there was one thing he didn't need it was physical training he was built like an tank and had the endurance of a battleship, the force training he was more skeptical about he doubted if he even had force sensitivity to begin with.

"So where do we start your lordship"
[member="D-Man"]

 

[Matreya]

(Hey just a heads up, if yu actually stay Damiens apprentice youll probably end up with Spirits bound to you. Its called Force Walking and it makes a person way stronger.)

"Today? Its a bit late. Well start with Force training." Damien pondered where to begin...

"Dont move any limbs. But stop my assault." Reaching a hand out he closed his fist, and with it the Force began choking at Michael.

[member="Michael Steelfang"]

 

[Michael Steelfang]

(Haven't decided to stay or just this to be a one time thing )

Michael gasped as he the weight closed in on his throat his mind was racing for a momment trying to figure out how to stop him without moving his limbs he ignited his jetpack with a gesture of his eyes altering his thrusters angles with a similalr gesture driving himself straight into [member="Lord Daemos] shoulder first.

 

[Matreya]

(I know. Just a heads up incase yu decide to stay.)

Kicking off the ground, more like tapping it, Damien nimbly went up and over the body as it flew towards him. "I would almost say thats cheating. But you didnt move a limb, which was the point. So continue." Tightening his grip through the Force he called, "Use the Force. Even if you do not, I sense its power thrumming inside of you. Close your mind to the idea that physically you can escape this - for you cant - and just let the Force drive your actions." He expected the man would find the power to use a counter choke, or a telekinetic opposite to push it away - but he was pretty sure telekinetics would be the first instinct the man came to.

[member="Michael Steelfang"]

 

[Michael Steelfang]

(I actually thought my little trick was rather clever)

Michael stopped his charge he calmed his mind he could feel something he hadn't the faintest idea what it was but it was something rapidly building inside him he could feel it fill his every nerve then exploding outwards in a mighty rush he released a wave of telekentic force "Well thats new and more than a little disturbing"

[member="Lord Daemos"]

 

[Matreya]

(Lol as did i clearly. Had to respect the ingenuity.)

Damien smiled, as his grip was forced to falter. His energy was untested, untrained, and completely rough. But it did the trick, forcing Damiens air pressure to back away. Smiling he looked the man over once more, "Good. Now, hone the ability. The most difficult thing to do with such tremendous power is to control it.

"Lift that rock over there. It will take some time to get it figured out, but its worth it. Imagine a giant hand stretching from yourself, to lift it."

[member="Michael Steelfang"]

 

[Michael Steelfang]

"Well here goes nothing"Michael breathed deeply he outstretched his right hand he let the energy flow through him the rock began to shake before slowly lifting up Michael was shocked he could do that but also felt the strain of lifting heavy rock into the air as he put a bit more energy lifting it the strain faded away "Well this will be a hit at parties" feeling more confident he hurled the rock sending it flying he felt a sense of relief as he released the rock

[member="Lord Daemos"]

 

[Matreya]

(Just a heads up, lifting a rock is fine. Throwing it away? Alright. Just remember, your mind is untrained so it would logically be very tiring. Like an infant trying to throw a big rock.)

Damien offered a sarcastic slight clap, "Very good. Now, take this." Gripping at the sleeve of his shirt, he tore it and held it out, "Bind your eyes and learn to utilize the rest of your senses. Concentrate, listen, and you will see without your eyes." In his hand, seemingly materializing from nowhere, appeared 3 miniature throwing knives.

Tossing one high, straight up, he waited on the man.

[member="Michael Steelfang"]

 

[Michael Steelfang]

Michael raised an eyebrow at this it sounded like some new age religion nonsense but if he was already this far down the rabbit hole might as well go all the way, putting the blind fold on he deactivated his audio synthesisers it may be painful but his hearing would be far greater he heard the knife go up but it made so little noise even for his sensitive hearing he could barely detect it but he heard enough to make an attempt at grabbing it just missing it by a milimeter "This is going to be a long night"

[member="Lord Daemos"]

 

[Matreya]

Taking a silent step back, his martial training stepping into play, he waited a moment and through a powerful kick straight against the handle of the knife that was now falling. While it began its trajectory towards his opponents shoulder, the point where armors tended to be weakest, then spun and hurled the others at other joint locations.

[member="Michael Steelfang"]