Stealth and Battle: How they Meet (OPEN)

[Bolt]

(Writing this quickly so someone throw out a location and we can be there. At the moment the place doesn't matter.)

Zander leaned against a bare wall, clad in a plainly made Glistaweb suit, hands in his pockets, eyes closed as he meditate. Recently, over the past few hours, he had sent a request to train with as many of the Vitae's Force Users as he could. Currently, he could claim little in the right of teacher-hood, yet he had come close to besting a powerfulmaster as a mere apprentice in open combat - he did have some to teach.

Besides eeveryone needed more training in their lives.

The Force whispered to the man in an odd fashion for a second, telling that indeed he would live to see himself returned to the days of being a Master. How long, whom would aid in the endeavor and the like, couldn't be discerned for one with meek control, even if he had the full memory set of one of the greatest Stealth Masters to exist.

This, though he fought it, ruined his connection, clouding his mind with a yearning to again be able to hide in open sight from people such as Ember Rekali, one of the greatest trackers in existence. He had been less than some, but far more ingenious than those - there will always be some more powerful, or older, yet it was how one used their abilities that made them legends.

It had been years since Zander awoke in that clone tank, having no idea how a Master of the Force had been placed there..until realizing that though all he knew was not from his current form but that of his previous. During a time when demons possessed him, Zaiden James-greyson surfaced to control long enough to cast all that he was into a modified replica of himself. It allowed the continuation and preservation of the mind in an odd fashion, yet forced one so powerful to the lowest of places.

Sighing, Zander gave up all together on trying to be one with the ever present living energy. Instead he moved from the wall, continuing with the slack posture, hands still within the pockets of his suit, till he could look through the dome of the temple at the starry skies above.

"To become what I was, I must better what I am.." Zander murmured thoughtfully to himself.

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Zander Greyson"]

"Hey there...."

Solan watched the man curiously and turned his head to the side as Zander had murmured to himself. Solan hadn't heard a single word mind you, but he was curious. This was a man he had heard stories about but had never seen, someone who had once been a master but now was... what. The curiosities around this man made Solan crave all that he could about this man but something more caught his attention. This man was in no way natural, the force told him that. Still living but still not natural. It was curious and now he lowered his hands to cross behind him.

Solan had not much more to say than what he had. His bother was cloaked in the same Viola Coat as always. On his back was the same Krath Warblade and in his robes the daggers. His waist held napalm grenades and blasters normally but both were missing for now. He moved slowly, but carefully. As every inch of the ground hid some hidden danger, as if it were a minefield. His eyes were their dull amber color, his skin the corrupted pale. He was staring now at Zander though as his aura closed around him, masking him in shadows as he smiled. "Zander Greyson right?"

 

[Bolt]

Zander, caught in his brief thoughts of whom he was, did not sense nor hear the arrival of the man nearby. Turning, he spotted the man just as he began to be absorbed into shadows. Zander grinned a broad grin - he liked this guy already. Doing the same tricks he was famous for; making shadows so dense no light could be illuminated at all.

"Yes, Zander Greyson is my name. Did you come so we could compare notes on Stealth?" Zander asked, meanwhile conjuring up the barest of Force Cloaks that would surround his body, making it seem as if a heat wave were winding in front of his view. He could do the same, make the light vanish so as to conjure shadows as he had always done, yet since his most recent chance at life he had begun to take the "lighter" approach to it.

He thought back to his battle with Alexandra and remembered his Cloaks working on her, but she wasn't adept in stealth where as this man seemed to be. He wondered if he could take him; if the need ever arose of course.

[member="Solan Charr"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Zander Greyson"]

"I did, i assumed that i could learn a bit more from someone who is more experienced with the ability to hide themselves. It could prove useful to see if i faltered in my understanding of the ability." He after all had to use a lot of second hand knowledge when it came to using force abilities which in the end caused him to alter them into more efficient forms of their former selves.

Now though he was curious as he wanted to know if this man knew any techniques that could hide himself better than Solan knew how to counter. The only one he had met so far that could actually hide themselves from his sight was that of a white current user, and that was annoying. But this one he didn't know what he knew and it seemed he caught his interest of his counterpart. The Grin was a bit wide and his eyes stared to see what it was Zander was so interested in himself.

 

[Bolt]

(Sorry working with the Primeval on another account so forgot this one lol)

Zander nodded, grin fading from his face as he leaned back, eyes traveling upward to rest on the sky, "The best way for me to describe Bent Light Invisibility, is imagining the last light as organised in a central locale, or absent entirely. What you just did with the shadows, I am sort of famous for. I had an attack I called my Shadow Arena, in which my shadows would stretch out to form a massive dome around myself and an enemy.

"It was taxing for some, yet easy as moving a lightsaber for myself." Zander said with relish at the memories, "Honestly the skill is best examined through actual affect rather language. Would you care to learn?"

[member="Solan Charr"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Zander Greyson"]

"Hmm... It makes me curious but could you ever create a solid form. Mine while they appear solid are more so than the air we breath. Its more a manipulation of the shadows but not being able to create something that could spare me if i needed it. Then again this Shadow Arena would be more than a strength..." HE thought about it and smiled at the man. If there was a way to improve on this technique from the man who was famous for it, he would take that up in a heart beat. Today would be a very productive day in which their meeting would end with one or both of them learning something new.

 

[Bolt]

Nodding, Zander brought his attention back to the other man, "Yes. Roughly around the time I was getting good at bending light, I learned a technique from a Master that utilized molecules in the air, condensed them, and was able to create weapons from nothing. This, combined with my other abilities, was difficult and yet I took the time to train myself in its uses. Eventually I could throw Shadow Knives, wield Shadow Swords, etcetera." Zander said, then focused on his Cloak, enforcing it that much harder. It was good to use the ability at all times, so he could get better with its uses - to the level he once was!

[member="Solan Charr"]