Luyioth Dakwin
Dark Ascendant
INV BLACK REACH
imperial space (coordinates classified)
imperial space (coordinates classified)
For many, the INV Black Reach was an enigma: what good would come from having the Inquisitorius based aboard a star destroyer? Would a temple not be more fitting, as opposed to a symbol of Imperial might that could be better used elsewhere? Is it, perhaps, a great advantage to have the ship in the battle, but also a great risk? While the debate went on within the Imperial Navy, few had the status and influence to question the emperor's will, and fewer again were versed in the likes of the force. Yet, for those aboard the INV Black Reach, this debate was a galaxy away.
Luyioth Dakwin
Equipped with: light dark-toned robes, training saberstaff, saberstaff.
Interacting with: [member="Varik Ice"]; [member="Anya Malvern"].
Equipped with: light dark-toned robes, training saberstaff, saberstaff.
Interacting with: [member="Varik Ice"]; [member="Anya Malvern"].
With a thump and an irritated huff, Luyioth plodded herself down on the bench. Her bruises throbbed, her body having been struck several times by training sabers and stun bolts. She had been in this room for a bit over an hour, working on her precognition with mild success: while she was improving, having moved onto a higher difficulty of training droid program in the past Kaminoan week, she was struggling to catch up to scratch. Beads of sweat ran down of her face as she panted, catching her breath with cheeks flushed red from exercise. Nearby, the training droid stood idly, looking to the recovering initiate while waiting.
The room itself was fairly bleak, albeit sufficient: a would-be vehicle bay converted into a training hall, complete with dividers and resources on hand. The walls shared the same typical bleak gray of a star destroyer as the rest of the ship. Some other initiates went about their routines throughout the hall, from aggressive saber skills to force theory.
Luyioth lifted her head to glare at the droid, her frustration tempting her to lash out at it. As much as she wanted to, she shook the thought out of her head as she reached for her water bottle. For now, she would take some time to rest and reflect on her mistakes; even if the force was best used if dominated and controlled, aspects of the light side served an inquisitor almost as well as the dark.