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[Kalanda Tishire]

Vanessa grabbed her, trying to speak against the sensations that she felt, saying to use her anger to become stronger. It was a call to dig into the fear and use it as a weapon, one that could destroy her mother, but that was exactly what she didn't want to do. Her mother used that same power, channeled it the same way, and look where it had gotten her. She was a crone that lived off others, desperate to cling to life, and for that reason Kala wanted to refuse the power, find her own way, not copy the pursuit that her mother did. "I don't want to be Sith, I've never wanted to be Sith." She responded, gripping Vanessa's robes tightly, as the frustrated mounted. She just wanted to go home. She wanted Amur. She just wanted to go back to helping people in her clinic and stop being afraid every other day of her life.

The cold came clamoring again, scrapping against her stomach, calling to her. The same sensation she had felt on Borosk, the same power that she had unleashed and lost Amur in the process. Her eyes stung, the emotional pain seeped in, and Kalanda felt the desire to just curl up and stop. This wasn't anything that she wanted, and it never had been. "I just want to be able to defend those I care about. I don't want to be weak." She muttered, stepping back from Vanessa. "That's why I came here Vanessa." She could only hope the woman would take her comments well, otherwise...well, Kala knew what was in store for her.

Onrai Tekkio

 

[Tekkio]

Tekkio closed his eyes behind his helmet. He did his best to try and understand how Kalanda felt. His ears tried to flick in their current state. The images of his own experienced kept him a little more than angry, but he did not want to act irrationally either. His head turned from Kalanda to Vanessa to see her response.

In some ways he knew how she felt. No Kushiban of his knowledge wants to be sith soldiers or troopers fighting in a war that, in the grand scale, could be meaningless. For Tekkio, he understood the want to protect those he cares about. For him, though, he sought more than the weapons and the power. He sought a means to ensure a lasting peace on his homeworld. Did this mean being a sith? Currently they control his planet, so in order to ensure peace the empire must believe that Kushiban are not a threat but allies. Its why he and a few others was truely here. But this dark side, this force. It was telling him he could have more, do more for his home. So he wasn't sure if he should say anything, if he could help any even if he understood what Kalanda was saying.

Kalanda Tishire Onrai

 

[Onrai]

Kalanda Tishire Tekkio

"Camn down, Kala." Vanessa snuggled her the most comfily way she could, "You're going to need to learn to be Sith in order to deal with your mother. I am a powerful Sith Lord, and I know how your mother does what she does, particularly the powers and abilities by which she has been able to maintain herself for so long. You will have to learn in order to prevent her from doing anything to you."

-

Time had gone by. Vanessa had been training both the smol and the floof in the ways of the Dark Side. Whether through lightsaber combat, through the use of the fuzzy blanket, or through engagements in telekinetic or Force-based conflicts, she had been training both in how to effectively fight as best they could. Vanessa was of course nice and friendly to both of them, not flipping out and harming either of them as other Sith would.

"Good... both of you are doing wonderful jobs." She said, watching them pick up and throw boulders back and forth in a training room.

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

Her power was greater than Vanessa knew. Kalanda knew this, as did her mother. Feeling frustration for the lack of understanding that the woman seemed to show, the display with borders only served as an instigator for Kalanda's frustrations. She held her hand out, keeping the massive hunk of rock hovering in the air, the strain hardly anything she needed to take note of.

Here she was, needing to battle with her mother, and being told to renounce what she held dear to her, all for the sake of ideology? Kalanda had sacrificed her ideals for power before, and it had lead to Amur leaving her. It had lead to her nearly getting herself killed. And yet, her Vanessa was, seeking the same end, not caring about what it might do, the monster it might unleash.

In the back of Kalanda's mind, she could feel her patience unraveling like a piano wire. The grating of teeth came to mind, though what truly did her in, was hearing the condensending tone speaking to her within the training room.

Vanessa wanted her to embrace the Sith? Well then, Kalanda would give her a taste of what that would entail.

Holding the bolder in hand, Kalanda's open palm closed, cracks and breaks in the rock following in it's wake. Raising her hand upwards, Kalanda's eyes fixated on the stone, green lightning sparking from the cracks as her gaze lingered upon it. Twisting her hand in a downward motion, Kalanda threw her hand up, opening it palm down, as the bolder exploded in a display of green lightning. Kalanda's hand swatted down ward, and the lightning roared with her, striking into the ground of the training room, leaving a nearly deafening boom in its wake. The witch released the power, feeling that she had used up far more power than intended for the display. "Miss Vanessa, are we done here?" Kalanda inquired, her arms crossing as she sought to be free.

In a way, it was reminding her of her mother. She either had to do it Vanessa's way, or she would be corrected. At least Vanessa was more kind about correcting the problem.

Onrai Tekkio

 

[Tekkio]

Tekkio was glad to be out of that bloodtrooper suit. He left his officer's uniform in his room, where he would pick it up later. Throing rocks around usually meant getting dirty, and he did not want to have to clean the uniform. But he did not mind cleaning his fur. Using the force was no easy task for the Kushiban. He was mostly focusing on a boulder that was slightly bigger than he was, pointing both his hand paws at it, gritting his teeth and straining muscles as he tried to command it upwards. As if lifted, he would try to throw it to the side, which it did roll a bit of ways.

Tekkio bounded for it on all fours, he stopped when he heard the crackle of the sith lightning. Looking over, he watched the large rock explode. He could see many of the smaller stone debris coming to him. He hunched down, trying to make lessen the impact area of his form, and putting a paw out as if to attempt to stop the racing rocks. His ears bent back as he strained again. He could not outright stop the oncoming rocks, but they bent around him, only a few actually stopped and dropped.

Slowly his ears came up as he looked at Kalanda as she finished her display. In truth he knew the force allowed someone to do miraculous things, but he had never really seen its full potential, not like this. Kalanda's display showed him he had alot to learn. Perhaps there was more he wasn't doing, or something he was overlooking. He did not want to use lightning, but he did want to be strong. He picked himself up and shook out his fur, walking upright towards Vanessa. If they was done, that meant he could wash up.

Onrai Kalanda Tishire

 

[Onrai]

"Sounds like someone's being pouty." Vanessa looked at Kala, a smile on her face as she did so. "But yes, we're done for now." She said. "Let's go get some food." The station did have a number of different eatery choices, but Vanessa herself had decided to make the decision to travel to her office and eat alone, the servant droids on board providing her with a meal they knew was appropriately amenable to her own tastes.

"You can eat with me, if you'd like."

Kalanda Tishire Tekkio