Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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One Stormy Night (Elvira Congelo)

Krest was standing when her eyes opened, his own blade out in his hand. He was panting and his armor was cut, broken in places. She was wild in her rage, nearly overpowering the Zabrak several times. He stared at @[member="Elvira Congelo"], his own eyes flashing with a sort of rage.

"D.. Damn.. Did not.. Expect that.." He took deep breaths in between speaking. Man he was tired.
 
Elvira nodded. She stood up and picked up her now blunt katana. She sighed, understanding that it would need repaired, and placed it back into her sheath. She was suddenly scared of herself for this, if she could cause this much damage...

She blinked, "What do we do?"


[member="Darth Ferus"]
 
[member="Elvira Congelo"]

"We go again. And again until you come in control." He nodded slowly, sitting down. He took the moment to recollect himself, relaxing, calming. This may take a while, so he's going to need his strength. After a moment, he stood up once again, gripping his blade in both hands.

"Now again."
 
Elvira shuddered, maybe deciding to learn this was a bad idea. She sighed though and continued her part in the training...

She tried to look back to something painful, and while it took her a while to do so... She remembered something. A group of older younglings had been harassing and bullying the younger ones, including Elvira at that time, and the Jedi Council had done nothing about it.

It made her ticked off... her angry button went off again.


[member="Darth Ferus"]
 
The Zabrak kept a calm gaze on [member="Elvira Congelo"] . For the moment she was still, but who knows how much longer until she starts blasting apart everything again. For now, he just watched, waiting.
 
Elvira erupted.

Unlike last time though, she remained conscious, but none the less she was barely in control. The lack of her own control made Elvira even angrier, resulting in her uncontrolled Force rage only growing. Her instincts and the dark side collided, the first thing was to attack another living being. She drew both her main steel katanas and raced towards [member="Darth Ferus"] with the dark side in complete control... She had lost again.
 
The Zabrak would keep to the defensive throughout the entire exchange, using his own controlled rage to stay on level with [member="Elvira Congelo"] . She hit hard, and swung faster then before, that much was sure, but Krest was ready for it, continually knocking her blades away from his form. He would send out a wave of the Force shortly after through, not wanting to keep a prolonged fight. The blast would hopefully knock her off her feet and back, giving him a moment to breath before most likely clashing with her form once again.
 
As soon as the fight even began, Elvira had been pushed back. It was a brief and ugly encounter on her part, the rogue was sent flying back. SHe landed with a thud - and perhaps the pain and knocked her out of it. Elvira clenched her head and moaned, she looked up at [member="Darth Ferus"], "I am so sorry..."
 
The Zabrak shook his head to [member="Elvira Congelo"] . "This is part of the challenge to control it. Again." He stood up, gripping Deus with both hands, watching the girl. He would continue until she understood the task. Until she grasped the concept of Controlled Rage. Then it would be finished.
 
Elvira sighed and stood up. SHe had to get this right! She looked into herself again and drew up her anger, this time also trying to lid it.

She tried her hardest to control her movements even as the dark side consumed her, to the point where she was violently shaking. Sweat beads dripped from her forehead... did she finally have this?

She drew her unique blaster pistol slowly and shot it once towards a branch. After it was done, she felt the urge to shoot more in her state... but enough was enough. She placed it back in her holster, and hoped that she could hold.


[member="Darth Ferus"]
 
Ferus nodded once to [member="Elvira Congelo"] , blinking slowly. Well. Krest did. At this point in time he was still Krest. So the Templar Zabrak that he was watched the girl warily, not wanting to get caught again in her mindless rage.

But it seemed she wasn't going to. Rather, it seemed like she had gained control. Slowly he lowered his blade, nodding once.

"Very good."
 
Elvira's eyes widened, "Already??" She asked him, "But that was only the first time I got it right! Should I practice it some more with a master? I don't want to screw up or anything..."

Elvira may have been reckless, but she was cautious, She indeed did not want to 'screw things up'. If not, she would still practice in private, but she wanted one more go in front of the teacher.


[member="Darth Ferus"]
 
Krest shook his head once.

​"There really are no other masters or what have you that could watch you. If you don't feel comfortable using the power, don't. But if you wish to practice, lock yourself away in a place that no matter how deep into your rage you go you won't harm anyone. That's how I did it at least."

He'd offer [member="Elvira Congelo"] one more smile before turning on a heel, leaving the girl to herself. Really, there was nothing else he could do.
 

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