Walk the Line

[Keira Priest]

Echoy'la​

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Keira wasn't sure if this was a good or a bad idea, but she knew it was an idea, if anything. When it came to training her plate was already more than full with four students, but she had taken on an entirely different responsibility with being put in direct command of the Mandalorian Knights, the entirety of the Force sensitive population of the Mandalorian Empire in a single unit. With her position as Lord Commander came the realization that she would sometimes have to see to the training of the apprentices and learners herself. And she wasn't quite sure how to feel about that just yet. Never had she considered herself any kind of suitable teacher, but the Mand'alor did. Now was the time to live up to expectations.

The locale had been simple enough to determine. There was enough open space on Echoy'la that it was fairly easy to find a patch of land wide open and empty enough to serve its purposes while allowing enough space that they wouldn't disturb the rest of the Empire. Not that she really expected things to take an entirely too explosive turn. This was just training, after all, and with a learner she had only heard of in name. [member="Freyia Whitelight-Carrick"] was an individual who held familiarity with her in nothing more than her surname. She had fought alongside the Carrick boy not long ago. She assumed this to be the sister. If she was anything like her brother, this would be interesting indeed.

Of course, she hadn't gone about things entirely alone. No, she had enlisted the help of another, one [member="Alkor Centaris"]. For better or worse he reminded her of herself, and perhaps that was why she had extended the offer for him to provide assistance if he so chose. Besides, to the best of her knowledge he was the only other sensitive on equal footing with her that had proven themselves to fight willingly for their cause. Besides, Isley had adopted him into House Verd. He was more or less family, at this point. And he would be able to provide his own insight, she knew. And so now two of the most volatile Dark Jedi within the Mandalorian Empire were in the same place at the same time, helping mold an impressionable, young mind no less.

It had taken a handful of minutes for her to mull over exactly what was appropriate for her to bring along. When it came to her apprentices she oftentimes had with her the entirety of her weaponry that wasn't otherwise attached to her armor, wanting to prepare them for any eventuality. Given that this one was Mandalorian, she supposed the same was appropriate. Hers was the division tasked with bringing down Force sensitives, after all. And so she had come armed with her combat knife, the CW-77, her blaster pistol and, of course, her lightsaber. Despite being armed to the teeth she was clad in her street clothes, ensemble complete with the black leather jacket she almost always wore outside of combat. Now was the waiting.

 

[Freyia Whitelight-Carrick]

Did she think she was back on Voss taking one of the classes. Maybe so this she had her data pad to take note. Dress was something very different as she wore a plain looking shirt with her pants. Around it was noting more a unity belt. In her hand was a steel staff. Even her boots that didn't make very much of a sounds being of leather. Then as she slowly made her way pulling her hair back their she tie it to her back.

Finding herself now as she looked up wondering what kind of person this trainer she was now sent to learn more of the force with. Knowing a little to nothing of this one. One like her couldn't help but wonder, would she be like the Master back at the temple on Voss. The steps that brought her closer with each step one like her wouldn't have to wonder that much longer. Not knowing that what would be taught to her today.

Since bring herself to these Mandalorians one of her father people that she had so much craved to learn about where her father and his people came from. Even when she was younger finding herself going on her own adventure with out her mother knowledge to see this out who her father was why he had disappeared.

Now it was time why didn't she just learn from her mother and father of the force they had all the knowledge that she was seeking but then why was she following her own path to called upon another to train her. Seeking a different force knowledge was this the the bookworm deep inside of her coming out to seek out knowledge.

Looking at [member="Keira Ticon"] before she was able to do anything else but as she got to the place that she stood at remembering. Her eyes upon Keira as she did what came natural for her that was to give a respectful bow.

"Master Ticon"

[member="Alkor Centaris"]