To Take the Force ( One on One Training )

[Tyranus]

[member="Sitara Qin"]
Tyranus paced around the outer training area, waiting for his new student or just part-time student to arrive. Tyranus wore his black robe loosely with the buttons undone to reveal his silver armor underneath. He walked around again and smelled the sweet air of nature, a wonderful thing nature is at times....and also a dangerous thing. Chains clicked against his outer thighs that were holding his silver lightsabers. His left arm although cybernetic could still maintain the force except for lightning.

 

[Sitara Qin]

Sitara was in pursuit of becoming a powerful force user. She was more concerned with controlling the force than she was interested in lightsaber forms. She saw him. A man in an unbuttoned cloak with silver armour underneath. One of his arms were made of metal and he had chains that constrained his lightsabers. He looked intimidating almost; he was taller than her and was covered after all.

She walked up to him, tapping him lightly on his back. “Mr. Collik?” She asked, smiling sweetly. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

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[Tyranus]

[member="Sitara Qin"]
"Ah, yes that's me Collik, will people usually call me Tyranus or Tyran....whatever you choose, and you must be Sitara....nice to meet you..now what do you want to know?"
Tyranus took his robe off and laid it down on the ground neatly. He turned to see her appearance. She was pretty he had to admit. His silver armor gleamed in the sunlight while the half of the sith symbol was visible and half of the mandalorion symbol was visible. Now she could see his cybernetic eye and his full face, his black hair with sideburns and his black stubble of a beard he had. Along his right arm was a tattooed mandalorion symbol along with a tattooed knife.

 

[Sitara Qin]

“That’s quite a lot of metal.” She said, her knuckles softly rapping on his silver armour. “What do I want to know?” She mimicked the question, licking her lips as she fixated herself on his true form. He had an interesting appearance, though it wasn’t too uncommon. People had their accidents and if he went through a lot, it definitely showed. She wouldn’t contest his experience. “Well, I want to learn how to handle people. Maybe throw ‘em around a little bit.”

She wanted to learn how to pick people up and throw em overboard. Maybe even choke em a little. It was all part of play after all, right?

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[Tyranus]

[member="Sitara Qin"]
"Ha, I get that a lot about the metal......so you wanna learn how to throw people..will it's....not hard and not easy, it's in the middle but easy for beginners.....and for some reason I made it rhyme...."
He threw his left cybernetic hand outward to the side of his hand and nearly as quickly as he brought his hand stretched outwards to his side and crate came hurtling at him but at a slightly slow speed to emphasize the point that is was being controlled or pushed by a invisible hand. Tyranus held it up in the air for a time and then dropped it to the ground with a loud thud of iron and wood crunching in the crate's exterior. He turned back to Sitara
"Ok, so it's simple really, just thrust your arm of choosing outwards and imagine in your mind a invisible hand picking the crate off of the ground and lifting it in the air for a few seconds before the invisible hand drops it. Now, that is like the force...just try to imagine that with your eyes closes and you hand outstretched towards the crate"

 

[Sitara Qin]

It was easy for beginners. One thing she emphasized was that she was a good student; learned to do as she was told and studied the abilities closely. The crate looked heavy though he seemed to be flinging it with ease. He told her she had to imagine an invisible hand lifting the crate up for her.

Using the force as an extension of herself.

“Alright.”It sounded like a good idea. The crate was on the ground, and she did as she was told. It was strange, as though she could feel its splintered wood against brushing against the tips of her fingers. She was trying to pick it up, it trembled against her phantom hand. The box lifted slowly, struggling to remove itself from the ground.

The crate lifted from the ground before dropping back onto the earth with a loud thud. Almost.

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[Tyranus]

[member="Sitara Qin"]
"That was great! Great first try, be proud that you got the crate off of the ground, now let's try something smaller to gradually improve your skill"
Tyranus flicks his hand outwards and a medium-sized but lightweight barrel came speeding towards him like a push by a invisible hand. He dropped it to the ground with a thud and a light clanking of copper because the barrel was made out of some sort of light-weight copper. Tyranus brought his hand down and then stared at Sitara before speaking again.
"Ok So this time try to lift the barrel roughly 15ft into the air and try to throw, so imagine a invisible hand grabbing the barrel and lifting it upwards before throwing the barrel into the distance because we need to start somewhere with lifting it high up into the air and I don't want to overexert you with the use of the force."

 

[Sitara Qin]

He didn’t want to over exert her? It would be hard, she was never good with things that were heavy. Sitara didn’t really like exerting herself in things that sounded like they needed labour afterwards. The robot-like teacher clearly had experience in this field, it was why she was asked him to temporarily instruct her after all. She intended to be knighted quickly. She needed to train herself to be strong and powerful.

Just in case.

The barrel didn’t look as heavy as the crate did, and that was a good thing. She nodded, imagining the extension of herself towards the barrel. She bit her lip as the crate started to move. It levitated in the air, bobbing up and down as she struggled to keep it suspended into the air. It became a lot easier as she held it there.

She took a deep breath as she threw the barrel into the distance, like he instructed. She closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath. “Does it ever feel lighter?"

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[Tyranus]

[member="Sitara Qin"]
"Eventually it does....now let's see uhmmm......... I guess try to lift the crate roughly 20ft into the air and then try to throw it within the distance as far as you can, now just use what I've told you to accomplish this task."
Tyranus crosses his arms and waits to see what she would do. He had to admit, she was just like him 10 years ago when he began to practice the force by himself, although it seemed that she was more confident in herself. Sure, back then he was not confident since he was still a slave but still a soldier until things finally turned around. He watched her closely to see if she would need to change or improve on anything.

 

[Sitara Qin]

“I think I have a strong grasp on the force, Mr. Collik.” She told him, after he instructed her to throw the crate into the distance. “It’s just…heavy lifting? Not so much.” She relaxed herself, and focused on the crate. It wasn’t her who was lifting it, she told herself. She was getting assistance from the force. She had to be able to see the crate in order to lift it, so she merely couldn’t close her eyes and imagine it being lifted. She drew in another deep breath and concentrated.

The crate rumbled as it levatated a few feet off of the ground. It wasn’t exactly twenty feet but it was halfway there. It moved up a little higher, flying in the air. It plummeted into the distance, before crashing a dozen feet away from them. She brought her hand down, exhausted from the effort.

“Don’t you think I should try this on a real person?”

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[Tyranus]

[member="Sitara Qin"]
"I didn't say you didn't have a strong use with the force, be glad you don't have a cybernetic arm.....will yes I agree, droids bring in the prisoner....."
Two black magna guards bring in a middle-aged tattooed man in a black and orange prison uniform with handcuffs around his wrists and feet. Chains and metal clacked and clicked as the prisoner came to a halt. The man was committed of horrendous crimes of smuggling, aiding the jedi, and assassinations so the man did deserve death, or at least a horrible punishment that would leave him crippled. The Magma guards walked over to Tyranus and he nodded to them to stand guard off to the his side. The Prisoner showed not sign of fear and he even spat onto the ground in disgust before saying something quite rude in the mandalorion tongue which Tyranus understood.
"Oh come on, you betrayed us, your culture....your people...the Mandalorions....now Sitara do as you please with him."

 

[Sitara Qin]

She wasn’t sure how much a mechanical arm hindered his abilities with the force. She certainly hoped she’d never lose a limb out there. A few guards brought in a middle-aged tattoo man dressed in a prison uniform. He was cuffed, wouldn’t be able to move. She was used to testing on prisoners. In the academy, they even let them loose so they could play cat and mouse.

He spat in the floor and Sitara rolled her eyes. This one had a lot of spunk; perhaps it was cause he was a Mandalorian. Ali was a Mandalorian. She cleared her throat. “Now, now. You don’t have to get all angry with us.” She said, her voice was light and sweet. Flirtatious.

She walked up to him, her fingers rolling over his shoulders. “We just want to play.”

It was how she worked. She enjoyed playing with her prey before breaking them.

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[Tyranus]

[member="Sitara Qin"]
Tyranus partly enjoyed her way of dealing with this type of stuff. Tyranus noticed the mandalroion symbol carved into the man's neck which was quite unusual, he didn't know or seen many who actually had mandalorion symbols either carved or branded into their skin, this prisoner was quite unusual. Tyranus fiddled with the chains holding his lightsabers while also watching what Sitara was doing with the prisoner.

 

[Sitara Qin]

He obviously wasn’t having any of this. “Back off, girlie.” He growled as she continued to drape her fingers over him. She smiled, before backing away. If it were possible, she’d rather have him run wild and free instead of caged like this. It was definitely more fun that way. Have the mouse do a little workout before tripping.

However, she didn’t want to waste Mr. Collik’s time. She took a step back, her hand was extended in front of her. She inhaled, getting ready to bring the prisoner up into the air. She could almost feel his weight straining her actual hand.

In a moment, he was lifted from the air. He seemed to be unfazed, though as her fingers coiled and her imaginary fingers followed, he started to scream.

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[Tyranus]

[member="Sitara Qin"]
Tyranus nods his head in satisfaction, sure the prisoner didn't need to die....but he had to die. His Magnaguards backed up and looked up at the prisoner dangling in the air. The prisoner could feel himself slowly being squished together like a weak soft candy slowly being squished together. The Prisoner tried to muffle his screaming and he put on a straight face before muttering another set of harsh and unforgiving words in Mando

" Vah lio'ci, vah tan'rah Ch'ah cart ch'a taskeboti..... rab Tyranus vah cart to taskeboti sir von'ehn to darkside, ch'tra ch'at en'kar bah vah..... bah vah ch'acniuh!"
( Translation - You scum, you think I'm a traitor.....but Tyranus you are the traitor for joining the darkside, go to hell with you.....with you both! )

Tyranus rolled his eyes at what the former Mando said before responding in his cultures, tongue, the mandalorion tongue. He kept his words calm but still harsh.

"Ha, Ch'ah cart to lio'ci...... Darzan vah cart ch'a rect'tin'ecot, Ch'ah von'ehn to darkside cavrcah bah catavt vim Ch'ah cart ran'cuzo ch'a mandalorion, vah taskebah nen.... vim vah taskebah veo han'ci!"
( Translation - Ha, I'm the scum......Darzan you are a fool, I joined the darkside out of choice and I am still a mandalorion, you betrayed us....and you betrayed your clan! )

 

[Sitara Qin]

“Enough with the gibberish.” Sitara snapped as the two exchanged a few..interesting words. She didn’t know [member="Tyranus Collik"] was a mandalorian. Did it matter? No. What mattered was, was that she had this prisoner dangling in the air. Her training was progressing, even if it was at the cost of this prisoner’s life. Whatever the prisoner actually did din’t matter, and if this sith teacher wanted to use the man (who she presumed he knew) for her training, then so be it.

Her faux-fingers coiled around him tighter. She could feel him writhing, struggling to break the hold. It was no use. Unless he could fly from her grip or blind her, it was unlikely she’d let go.

Snap.

The Mandalorian was no more.

 

[Tyranus]

[member="Sitara Qin"]
The limp dead form of the Prisoner dropped to the ground in a pile. One of the black magnaguards walked over and grabbed the dead body by it's neck and walked the body over to a incinerator and dumped the body in before smoke fizzled out with the burning of the dead mandalorion. It didn't matter now who or what Darzan had done, what did matter was that he paid with his crimes...........with his death, once and for all. Tyranus clapped his hands in satisfaction at Sitara's remarkable quick skill to use force grip, it was the same for Tyranus which is what stood out directly to Tyranus.
"So, is that all you want to know about Force Grip or is their something...else?"

 

[Sitara Qin]

She released her grasp on the mando and he dropped into the ground. The guards took him away, and Tyranus looked as though he was cotenplating something. The training session had gone fairly short, and perhaps it was because the ability was easy to teach. She smiled, then patted him on the back. “You’re an excellent teacher, thank you.” She said, a soft smile on her face.

“Know any lightsaber forms?”

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[Tyranus]

[member="Sitara Qin"]
"Thanks, well that's something.....coming from my first student...Yes i do know a few, I'm most adept at the Ferocity Form and I know a few others, I know the way of the Hawk-Bat, by the way I hate those thing....oh yeah, Way of the Krayt Dragon and the Way of the Rancor."
He crossed his arms as he took a silver lightsaber from the silver chains clanging against his outer thighs. He rolled a thumb over the soft but strong Ivory wood on his lightsaber hilt before just holding it down at his side in his left hand. Tyranus walked a few paces off before ordering a training dummy out and then turning nearly as quick as a blink of a eye but not so fast, just a second off and he send a stream of purple and blue lightning swirling towards the training dummy. Within roughly four or seven seconds most of the training dummy was burnt to a crisp and the remaining part was catching fire.
"Their is a downside to having a cybernetic arm, not being able to use force lightning, same with having cybernetic implanted in you but it makes you weaker than usual to force lightning.

 

[Sitara Qin]

“First? Really? You seem like you’ve been teaching for ages.” Sitara smiled, patting his arm though he probably couldn’t feel it. She removed her hand from him once he pulled out his lightsaber. She watched as he walked away from her, a training dummy appearing. He sent a stream of multicoloured lightning towards the dummy. The lightning struck, and the dummy caught on fire.

“That sucks, but you don’t need it. I’m sure it just means you gotta focus on other things.” She shrugged, crossing her arms over her chest. “And you’re pretty good at a lot of things already.” She smiled.

“Now about those lightsaber forms, Ferocity is your best right? Then perhaps it’ll be the one I wanna learn."

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