It was curious he thought. She always made these thoughts when she looked at him. His hands clenched and unclenched again with the bandages over them. He was getting used to them, but he was still a little tired from the night before. He would to wrap this session about quickly if he wanted to sleep with an actual bed underneath him. The rocky floor was fine the previous night however, the only thing was that he had woken up a little sore from laying a many miniature pebbles and other pieces of fallen rubble, that were strewn about on the floor.
“Where is your gas mask?” He asked again, he was slightly annoyed that she hadn’t answered him. He would of course not just ignore her, he would still do as she wanted. But, all he wanted was to know the answer to his question. At the very moment he asked it, and not after. “Did you lose it or something?” He asked with an annoying tone to his voice. He wanted to see if she would get mad from his repetitive questions, if she did well..He would know her breaking point at least. And he was always prepared for punishment. It was after all, what he lived for.
He summoned the force from the depths of his body. He summoned it from the darkness that was within him, from the power of all of the force sensitives that his proboscises had fed off of before. All those that he had fed off of, he summoned that power to him and formed the force to his hand. In his mind he was quite rapidly harnessing the power of the force spark, though his bed in the Sith Academy called to him. He ignored it of course, he wasn’t done here yet.
The force spark appeared in his hand as a crackle ball of energy. The sound of the crackling force spark was the only thing in Tormax’s mind that was making noise at the moment. He was focused and he was ready to do as she wanted. And what she wanted apparently was something to pass the time.
He continued to form the force spark to his hand, Tormax figured the force spark would continue to grow in his hands before she wanted him to actually do something with it. So he waited for her to continue her teachings, as the force spark continued to grow larger, and larger in his palms.
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