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The Precursor.

Alexandra Feanor

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

She smiled and let the illusion stay like he had changed it as she kept herself close. She would remain silent for a full minute before speaking. "Ok, well lets continue, before we start doing something else again." She didn't move though, summoning up the illusion of a flame in her hand once more, but this one would be hot to the touch. It wasn't truly hot or damaging, but he would feel such if he touched it. "Try to touch this, then try and copy what i am doing, its not as easy as simply making the sight of a flame, you have to make it look and feel real."
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
Vulpesen reached forward into the flames, letting out a growl as it burned his skin. Still, no blisters formed and after a moment he focused on easing away the pain. Once he was comfortable again, he held out his own hand and focused first on the sight of the flames. After a moment the light formed, then the hue, then the details. Before long, he had managed to create the fire. With that done, he focused next on its heat. He took the memory of his feelings on fire. Each pain. The heat. How it always burned those who touched it. Next, he focused those feelings into the illusion, allowing them to take their hold. It was tiring but he had managed it. "I think that's it."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
She inspected the flame and reached out, winching but holding her hand to it. "You need it to be a bit hotter, and the flames look like they are being forced. Let them flow a bit, like water being sent in fluid waves out of your hand, only instead of water they are tongues of flame. Also have them interact with my hand, moving around and creating a void area, at the moment i am sticking my hand into them.

[member="Darth Tsolan"]
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
Fire like water. An odd concept but not a stretch with Vulpesen's current philosophy. Taking a look at his current technique, he word to smooth out the edges of his ability, making the fire more fluid. Before too long, he managed to do it as for the flames, he concentrated more on this, after a few more moments, he had directed more of his power into the heat, allowing it to grow.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

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

She studied it and nodded slowly as she leaned against him, still a bit tired. "Ok, enough training for now, i need to rest... and yes, your training is making me tired, deal with it." She grinned and closed her eyes as she leaned against him, sighing. "You know, its a shame this won't be like this forever."
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
He smiled at her confirmation and accepted her into his arms. "Well, thank you for teaching me. I always thought that a new face might serve to get me out of a sticky situation. As for things changing that's not always so bad. Perhaps things will simply start to get better. You never know."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

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

"Dont even think you are done yet Fox Face, that was the simple things and trust me when i say none of those will work in battle and will leave you utterly drained if you tried to do such. Now lets get something to eat so next time we aren't both completely drained and tired, were not done training."
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
He let out a small laugh and kissed her. "Of course not. I'll just add it to the list of things to meditate on." After getting up, he helped Alexandra to her feet and started their continued walk back to her home. "And of course, the same can be said with you and tutaminis. Though by the looks of it, it'll at least help you take a nap if you don't have any sleeping pills on hand."
 

Alexandra Feanor

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

"Hey, why are we walking back mister, i thought we were going to stay out here a few days longer, or did that change?" She grinned, curious if he forgot they were going to spend time alone, she had even made sure to send a message through Eve so that Daeda knew they were ok, who would hopefully pass it on to Ace... Hopefully, Daeda could be cruel with jokes sometimes.
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
He took a moment at stopped. "Oh right, that. Well, I don't really have any complaints. So, where do we go now?" It was after all, her planet. Training and talking had led to a small spot of forgetfulness, though he was happy to be reminded of their plans. Solitude, he hated. But being alone with the person he loved was something he could get used to.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

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

"Well, like i said, we should get something to eat, but until one of us can move without nearly tripping, i think we should just sit down for now." She pulled him down to the ground without another word and just sat there as she thought to herself. "Hey Vulpesen, do you think your plan will work... i just... things are working out fine now and if we do something too risky it could ruin everything. I know you want to give the Galaxy freedom, but that can be done without violence too."
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
He nodded and let himself get pulled down to wrap his arms around her. "It'll work. And if it doesn't I can almost guarantee I won't really be alive to care about it. Perhaps freedom can come with more peaceful means. But then again, peace left Coruscant to be taken by the sith. Its a time for action. I'm just saving up my cosmic brownie points till than one moment for when I spend them all for one big success."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

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

"I swear if you die Vulpesen Torrevaso, i hold every right to bring you back to life so that i can kick your ass, is that understood." She smiled like she was joking, but her eyes showed how utterly serious she was. If he even came close to dying because of his upcoming stunt, she was going to kick his ass for putting himself in that much danger.
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
Vulpesen let out a laugh and kissed her. "Hey, its me. I'm not dead yet and I don't intend to be any time soon." He smiled widely. "Besides, if you really want me to stay in one piece, then I guess you'll just be there to watch my back. I can't think of any better person, or any better way to make sure that I don't get my hind end burned into a crisp."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

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

"Fine... but if you are going to be that way we are going to have to train a bit harder, so get up." Without even halting she stood and grinned walking away from him before reaching up and removing most of her clothing until only in her small clothes. Turning she looked at him and waited for him to do so too, this was no trick, no it was a simple thing she had been taught. "There must be no restrictions in movement or in strikes, no hesitation, I know you do not want to harm me and if that is such a danger for you..." She reached over and drew her sabers to her, setting both on their low powered training setting and tossing one over to him. "Then use one of my sabers, they are low powered right now, so worst you can do is burn me."
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
For a long moment, Vulpesen stood there, shocked by her actions.Sure he'd seen her in less (rather recently in fact), but for her to strip down in the open wasn't exactly a sight he was accustomed to. But one she spoke of her reasons, he quickly calmed down. "You know, I almost forgot that you come from Echani origins. He reached out and caught her saber. "Since I've already seen waht my new body can do, I don't see why I can't use a weapon in this one. However, I'd prefer if you took the first attack." He ignited the saber and brought it before him, then started a quick makashi flourish.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

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

"Ok then." She smiled and moved forward, her own stance makashi as her movements flowed into a quick jab at his chest, though the moment he attempted to block or parry she would maneuver the saber around his and hit his wrist with it. Her free hand crossed behind her back, leaving it tight against her body so that it was not out in the open and in danger.
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
Vulpesen's stance mimicked hers as he too was a practitioner of the second style. However, it was slightly strange to wield one blade instead of two, as was his preferred arsenal. None-the-less, he did believe that in order to use two blades, a person must first master one. As Alexandra lunged forward, he lifted his own weapon to glide against hers, deflecting it to his left. Normally he would attempt a counter jab but Alexandra had done well by locking wrists, thereby preventing such an attack. A proper duel it would seem. Then again, Vulpesen's view of proper wasn't exactly conventional. Stepping into the attack, he found his body inches from hers, separated from the two blades that were locked between them. Seeing any use of his weapon as useless at the moment, he relied on something else. Bringing his knee up he aimed a swift attack at her sternum, aiming to use a shock of pain to hopefully make her double over. Should this be effective, he would quickly disengage and bring a quick slash at her exposed back.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

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

She watched him get closer and had been in enough close combat situations ti know where this was going. As the knee came up her free hand found it and she pushed the force into her arm, slowing the knee enough to jump back and deactivate her saber so that he could not keep her in a saber lock any longer. She had to remember that even without the force he was as fast as her and stronger, but she did have the benefit of delving deep into the force and grinned.

Her next attack was something very much so unorthodox, moving in with an identical attack as before, there was but one difference, the moment she was close to him once more her free hand would come up and a flash of light would occur, a use of force blindness from no more than a foot away. There was only one reason for this and it was to overstimulate his visual senses just long enough to sweep his legs out from under him and then place the training saber's blade at his thoat. She was banking on the fact that he did not know she had leaned force blinding though.
 
"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
Vulpesen grinned as she disengaged, swirling his saber in preparation for her next attack. As she came forward again, he lifted his blade in preparation. One of the first rules in a fight was to never use the same attack twice. However, the light was something of a surprise, his sensitive Zorren eyes finding it hard to adjust to the brightness. A growl ripped from his throat, as she swept his feet. As he fell to the ground, he underwent a quick transition, focusing not on his missing sight, but on the other senses of his body.It was easy to pick up the hum of her saber as it made its way towards his body. Even easier to find his own. With a flick of his wrist he caught her weapon on his. "Close, but not quite." As he spoke, he moved his body upwards, using his saber a barrier until he was close enough to reach out and snatch her arm at which point he would tilt his blade forward and lunge towards her chest.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

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