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The Precursor.

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

Her own body would use his grip of her arm to turn herself and place his blade past her, her own blade stopping him from side swiping her. "Tsk tsk." She would now grip his arm that gripped hers, and with a smile she pushed the force into her palm, and instead of a simple force push that would at point blank probably do some internal damage, he would feel the tendrils of something stinging at first start to surround his arm. What it was was her using Electric Judgement in direct contact with his body, much like her earlier show of melee use, but this now a sustained variant, forcing him to let go or be subject to its effects.
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
As the lightning went into his arm, every hair went on end and hi eyes widened. Oh how he hated that she could do that.Pain coursed through his spasming muscles as his knees threatened to collapse. Still, he wasn't done yet. Adrenaline kept him on his feet. The force allowed him to do more. Echani teachings relied on one predicting actions, but what happened when the unpredictable happens? That thing that she didn't know was possible. A small flashback to Hel when he used his lightning. Flash forward and now, she was about to figure out that there was just another ability she had never seen. It wasn't anything that he was ashamed of. Nor was it unpracticed. It was simply an Ace, something that he didn't want to be known for, simply for him to have one more trick. With this said, as electricity coursed through his body, he did something that was natural for all (okay, MOST species). He screamed. Technically it was a howl but the action was generally the same.

Air left his lungs with vibrations of sound. Then, so did the force. It powered the sound and increased its volume tremendously. A force scream. No. A force bellow. No. A force howl... yes. Found on the merchant sectors of Amar, trained in his darkest hours when pain forced him to his limit. Maybe it was a bit over kill but he still let it out. A sound like any other, heightened by the new throat and lungs of a zorren. A sound that could be heard for miles under non-enhanced circumstances was now enhanced and aimed point blank at Alex's face. Though... it was a bit strange as the shocking made it sound like a mix of a wolf and a wookie in the way that it shook his voice.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

Her mind reacted a few seconds after her body, the latter of which mid air and slamming hard into a tree, her pain finally coming out herself as she screamed for a moment. The damage, quite heavy from the speed at which she had hit the tree, bones bruised, but what did the most damage, definitely giving her a broken or cracked rib or two was that the force howl had been literally point blank range, no room for her even to prepare as she tried to stand very slowly, unstable as she shut her eyes tight for a moment to suppress the pain. "Force that hurt..."
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
He took a deep breath and shook himself back to a natural looseness instead of the seized up muscles caused from her shock. "Do you yield?" He swirled the saber and walked towards her. Of course he'd spend hours later in healing her, but that just meant he didn't have to go too easy on her. "Or should I continue, love?"

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She grinned as she stabilized herself and held herself together with the force as her eyes narrowed and her hands closed, calling her saber to her hand and activating it again. "Not even close to done yet." She moved fluid still, the pain being suppressed as she closed the distance and gave a feew quick strikes, before falling on her defensive form oncde more, looking for him to be the one to strike out this time, hopefully without cracking another rib.
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
As she charged forward, Vulpesen composed himself and took a swift step to spin him away from her, dodging as if a matador with an angry nerf. As he did this, his left hand reached out and shock arcs of blue and gold lightning at her side and back, aiming to slip at least a few past her defenses. "Then I'm sorry about this."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She arched her back as the lightning blasted her in the back, struggling to turn and get the rest of the bolts to hit her blade. By the time he finished she was grinning widely, smoke rising from where the lightning had hit, searing through the robes and having hit her back. Her breathing hard and heavy, looking at the man infront of her and raising her free hand before making a come at me gesture. Her own hands would curl and she began to lower her body, waiting for him to strike again.
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
He sighed and prepared himself once more. "For the love of the stars Alex, I'm not trying to kill you." This time he focused the force into his hand for a new purpose. Might as well try something new. He imagined a dagger in front of him. He'd done it a thousand times. Used the forge to punch a dagger, shoot it off as he punched it with the force. But what about when there was no dagger. What if he was just going to shoot with the force. Now, he shot out his hand, allowing the force to issue itself out in a blunt but potentially painful dart, aimed at Alexandra's ribs.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

Alexandra watched him and created her own telekinetic barrier, having prepared the same strike that he had done towards her in her hand, and transferring the energy into that barrier. It would only lower the impact though, making her slide back as the dart hit her, or rather what was left of it, her hands dropped though after that. Unable to hold them up anymore. "Ok, ok, im done..."
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
Vulpesen smiled and deactivated his saber before walking over to her. "Sorry, but you told me not to go easy on you." Already he was focusing the force into his palm for a more constructive means, aiming to heal her of the damage he had just inflicted. "If its any consolation, that tazer shot was a true pain."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"Glad i still have it in me to beat you for a moment, but we really need to sit down one day so that you can tell me all that it is that you can do. That was a bloody pain and i can believe how much that hurt right now but there are definitely gonna be a few broken bones now... i might some more training for you and dont worry, you wont hurt me worse than you already did." Her body fell down slowly and finally was sitting down on the ground and breathing slowly.
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
Vulpesen walked over and sat next to her, his hand already working on mending her wounds. "Yeah, I'll do my best not to do that. And for the most part, you've seen everything I can do. i just like to keep a few Aces in the hole. Its saved my life more than once." He focused more on the healing after he finished speaking, allowing it to flow through him and into her ribs to bring them back together. "I think I'ms tarting to get really good at this. What with all my practice and all."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"Yada yada, keep talking mister, ill make you your next test dummy instead of me." She tried to smile, but she felt a bit too much time for that at the moment so she just kind of leaned against him while he healed her. Smiling a bit wider as she could hear his heart like this. "So, how many more days we going to stick around here?"
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
He let out a small laugh continued his work, letting his hand pass over the various injuries as he healed each of them. "Well, after I sleep of the fatigue of healing you, we can continue our little hike. We'll get there eventually but that just depends on how long we walk." In truth, he was enjoying these moments. Though it was rare for Vulpesen to be caught without Ace at his side, he was certainly happy to have the company of Alexandra instead.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"Well,, that sounds good to me, Ace is probably worried sick about you and freaking out like he was your mother by this point and i do believe that if we make him wait any longer he will have our heads for not being quick enough and not taking the airspeeder." She smiled knowing just how protective Ace was of Vulpesen and that if anything ever happened to him the Ashlan would be torn apart in grief.
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
Vulpesen let out a laugh and kissed her. "Sounds like him. I just hope Daeda isn't doing the same over you." He moved his hand to hover over another large bruise. "Hell, I'll have to be a bit more careful when it comes to our spars. I'm surprised you could still stand after that howl."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"Stand yes, move... probably not one more step... alot of practice with pain is why i could even remain upwards without falling forward on my face." She smiled as he had kissed her, again just leaning against him while the night went on and smiling a bit wider. "Just imagine, tomorrow you get to see me get burned over and over again from Tutaminis training, all the more practice for you."
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
He rolled his eyes at that last part. "You do realize that I'm not a perfect healer don't you. Shouldn't you take a little time to just sit back and relax? You know, without me crushing you or burning holes through your body? Daeda will have my neck if I don't bring you home in one piece and I 'd rather he and Ace not start a dog fight over it."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"Daeda wont get that made, and you can't learn something without a little effort. But you are right, tomorrow we can skimp on the healing and Tutaminis training, but you aren't getting off that easily." She smiled and leaned her forehead against him before smiling. "Did you notice how many stars were out tonight, even without the sun all the way down yet i can see them." She looked up and made her point, the lights of dozens of stars appearing as the light from the sun disappeared.
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
Vulpesen turned his gaze upwards and his eyes widened at the sight. "Its beautiful." His voice held a sense of marvel, almost of reverence as he gazed as the celestial fires. "When I was young I would sometimes find the tallest tree just so I could sit there and star gaze. Of course, I wasn't alone. My friends would join me and together we'd go over all of our future adventures. They didn't believe I'd make it this far, but here I am."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

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