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Public Way of the Saber (Open to all Jedi)

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Connel Vanagor

Emotionally Constipated Laser Samurai
Connel Vanagor
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Midvinter



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The training droids were available.

The training weapons were lining the room.

All that was left were those who would come attend.

He had sent out the message, an open one to those who would want to learn. It was originally restricted to those who knew about where he would be, but eventually opened up to more. Nothing overwhelming as they were guests here under the pleasure of his highness, Uncle Thurion Heavenshield.The invitation had been sent, and now it was only a matter of time before the first arrivals would step into the training space. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, the quiet hum of readiness filling the air as the room awaited the eager participants.

Connel was preparing himself already, in the middle of a kata, or “velocity”, whatever you prefer, he was working through the kinks and any rust he might have. He was wearing all of his gear, but the mask was off to the side. There was a purpose to this and that will be addressed when he is ready to address everyone. Right now? Right now he was just relaxing, and trying not to laugh as he heard Buster, playing with “Cooper”, his mother’s own pup off in the distance. She was there too, happily watching them and openly proud of the man her son had become.

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Rowena Aesir

Vinterbound Slayer
Rowena Aesir
Character Bio
It was a strange feeling to come home, she traveled mostly to the worlds of ice for the silver watch. Orihime had kept them going even now... but there was something to be said about coming back home. The Boughtine Robes under the Silver Watch Cloak. There was a lot to be said about the training when she entered with her Boughtine Reavers Axe on her hip. The hilt of it looking like an eskima stick but the lightsaberr blade of it would be able to come as needed. The thick mane of hair braided while she was walking more to find her place while looking at the one who was leading this class or session. Either way she was ready.
 

Acier Moonbound

Wandering Wolf
Acier Moonbound
Character Bio

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Location: Midvinter


Equipment:
Field Gear | Lightsaber | Tic | Cybernetic Arm
Ace hadn't planned on linking up with any Hidden Path operatives. At least, not yet. But when he received the message from Connel Vanagor Connel Vanagor - he couldn't pass it up, and the timing seemed perfect.

He arrived at the training hall without ceremony, the hum of practice droids and distant voices faint under the low thrum of anticipation that hung in the air. His eyes swept the room, catching the gleam of polished hilts lined along the rack and the rhythmic movement of Connel in mid-velocity.

Ace lingered near the entrance for a moment, eyes tracking the rhythm of the kata before drifting down to the weapon at his side. His thumb brushed over the hilt's slanted emitter, the metal cool beneath his prosthetic fingers. The lightsaber thrummed faintly in answer, like it knew who was touching it.

This one was different. It was his. He'd carried the lightsaber of Vinorl Kastan for his whole life, never realizing what it meant to hold a weapon that truly resonated with him. That old blade had been a companion, yes, but it had also been a relic of someone else's path... a ghost that hummed with a song not his own.

The one hanging at his hip now sang in perfect pitch. He'd forged it on Naboo, the kyber crystal attuned to his essence, the bond so precise he could feel its pulse beneath his skin, even through the metal of his arm. It was more than a weapon. It was a mirror, of everything he'd lost, and everything he'd rebuilt.

A faint chirp from the floor near his boot drew his eye. Tic had followed, the BD unit tilting his lens toward the training droids before giving a soft, doubtful warble, an almost comical skepticism about Ace's latest idea. The corner of his mouth twitched.

That was part off why he was here, to test that bond. To see if this new arm, this new blade, and the person caught between them could move as one. If he was ever going to stand against another Sith Lord like Kyrothian Ravoch Kyrothian Ravoch , instinct wouldn't be enough. He'd need control. Precision. The kind of focus that turned survival into mastery.

Ace stepped forward, the faint whine of servos under his sleeve accompanying the motion.

"Didn't expect to find a class going on out here." He said, voice even but edged with a half-smirk. "Figured I'd sit in, see if I can learn something new."​
 
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Connel Vanagor

Emotionally Constipated Laser Samurai
Connel Vanagor
Character Bio
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Two people were actually two more than he was expecting.

To be honest, Connel hadn’t thought of anyone who would be interested. With the way of the world right now, and what they were trying to do with what they were building here, it would have been no surprise to Vanagor if he were ghosted. However two was a good thing, if so far. So he welcomed each of them.

Thanks for coming out. Fully aware of the snide jig the Mandalorian kid made, and letting it go for the moment. I want to give some more, the chance to show up, but if they don’t within the next few minutes, we’ll get started. I might even teach you the first two tiers just to make those who wussed out a jealous. He smirked.

 
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Jonyna Si

The Eye of the Storm
Jonyna Si
Character Bio



Jonyna had been absent ever since Coruscant fell. To her friends, it had been as if she had disappeared. Only those who knew of the Wild Space Rebellion knew anything.

Jonyna had chosen exile once again. Her plans of a brighter future had failed.

But those who knew her knew it was only a matter of time until she tried again. Only a matter of time until she popped back up.

"Still training, I see."

Her voice rang through the training room, as she quietly stood in the back. "Nice to see someone's still at it Connel."
 

Rowena Aesir

Vinterbound Slayer
Rowena Aesir
Character Bio
Connel Vanagor Connel Vanagor Acier Moonbound Acier Moonbound

She listened as another came to join. Her cloak going off of her shoulders while she stood in the more form fitted robes that would let her move. The hilt of her saberaxe gleaming while she secured it on a small sheath over her shoulder. Braided hair was being pulled back into its own ponytail over her shoulder as another came in. The larger woman's face remained neutral in the moment when she listened to the one teaching. Offering to teach them more if no one else showed up with got a raised eyebrow as she stood still and at the ready. "If that is what you want us to learn, I'll make sure master Orihime has more of the Silver Watch come to the next class."
 
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Connel Vanagor

Emotionally Constipated Laser Samurai
Connel Vanagor
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TRAINING GROUNDS OUTSIDE HEAVENHEIM
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This is a surprise!

The Cathar, none other than “Kitty” (his nickname for her, even if she doesn’t find it funny), Master Jonyna Si was here? Truth is, Connel thought she was dead. This was a nice surprise to be sure, and while he wanted to be more welcoming, Vanagor was getting into “mode” and in the middle of a velocity.

When he finished, he turned to face her directly. Not really surprised that she found the Hidden Alliance Base, but that it took her so long really to get here.

Master Si! Glad to see you. Still flourishing his father’s weapon, Connel just kept walking to keep in preparation, his attention was fully on Jonyna though. A wise Jedi once told me “You only fail, when you stop trying.” No, it was not his father, it was her once.

 

Acier Moonbound

Wandering Wolf
Acier Moonbound
Character Bio

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Equipment:
Field Gear | Lightsaber | Tic | Cybernetic Arm
Ace had been ready to speak again when he heard a new voice echo through the hall. The young rebel turned toward the Cathar who had entered, 'Master Si', Connel called her. And judging by the cadence in his voice, they seemed to know each other.

There was something weighty about her presence, a lived-in steadiness beneath the surface that drew his attention for a moment. She wasn't someone rediscovering the path; she was someone who'd built one before and walked away from it.

Then he noticed Rowena, she was here when he arrived but he hadn't truly paid any attention until now. She seemed composed and calm, like most Jedi. Between her, Jonyna, and Connel, Ace suddenly felt the odd one out. Less a Jedi among peers and more a wanderer who'd stumbled into a reunion.

Connel's voice broke through his thoughts, quoting Jonyna's own lesson back to her. It pulled the faintest smile from him.

"You only fail when you stop trying..." Ace echoed quietly to himself, thumb brushing along the emitter of his lightsaber.

He took a step closer, the soft hiss of servos under his sleeve accompanying the motion.

"Can't say I've met a Cathar before..." he added, glancing toward Jonyna with a nod. "But if you're the one who came up with that line, I owe you for it. It's really something to live by."

From the floor near his boot, Tic gave a faint, approving beep, as if punctuating the sentiment. Then, Ace looked toward Connel again, expression settling into something more focused.

"Whenever you're ready, Vanagor. I'll follow your lead."

He shifted slightly, stance loosening into the faint readiness of someone who didn't quite relax, even among allies. The Force stirred within him, alive, curious, threading through old lessons and new beginnings alike.

Connel Vanagor Connel Vanagor | Rowena Aesir Rowena Aesir | Jonyna Si Jonyna Si​
 

Rowena Aesir

Vinterbound Slayer
Rowena Aesir
Character Bio
Connel Vanagor Connel Vanagor Acier Moonbound Acier Moonbound Jonyna Si Jonyna Si

Her attention went towards the jedi master and she bowed her head while awaiting the lesson. There was bonds here that she had not been a part of being among the silver watch. She remained at the ready with one final check to her robes to make sure they were cinched and secure. Thoughts less racing then she was focusing on the goal of the class was to learn something new to take back. She repositioned herself so that there would be enough space to move with the instructions.
 
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Jonyna Si

The Eye of the Storm
Jonyna Si
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"Nice to see you're still alive, Connel." Jonyna smiled, looking to the other two. "I heard you were holding a saber training, couldn't help myself. Can't let you do that without having the best saber fighter in the NJO outside of the Nobles themselves here to help." Jonyna scoffed with a bit of pride, drawing her own saber as she looked to the Acier.

"I've lived that motto for 900 years now. Seen Empires and Alliances fall. Watched the stars change. Never given up. Never failed. Let it be your guide as a jedi, keep trying."

She flourished her saber in her hand, before igniting it. "Connel, shall we show our trainees a demonstration first?"
 
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Connel Vanagor

Emotionally Constipated Laser Samurai
Connel Vanagor
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Connel smiled genuinely to everyone, and especially Jonyna as she observed how she was glad to see that there was still a concerted effort to train and evolve. Of course, when she observed how it was important to have “The best saber fighter”, or words to that effect, he smirked, with a little mischief in his eyes. You’re right, that’s why I’m up here. Clearly teasing, he waved his hand accepting her offer to approach.

As she did so, he went through generic motions of Tier 1 of what they would learn today.

My father called it a kata. I call it a mirror.
The Way of the Saber isn’t about form — it’s about reflection. When you fight this way, you’re not mimicking anyone. You’re seeing yourself for who you are under pressure — stripped of your illusions, your titles, your robes. Every swing, every breath, every pivot tells you something about yourself you didn’t know.
You can’t fake this method. It doesn’t care about elegance or ceremony. It demands truth — brutal, immediate truth. The kind that comes when the fight’s too close, the noise too loud, and the only thing left is instinct. That’s what my father was after.
Saber Katas aren’t about dominating the fight — it’s about surviving it with intent. Each strike, each move, each choice you make should come from the center of who you are, not from fear, not from anger, not from pride. The moment you let emotion drive your hand, you’ve already lost the rhythm.
It’s not the blade that wins. It’s the body that understands how to move before the mind can think — the instinct that doesn’t wait for permission from the Force, but works with it, like a current you learn to swim in. That’s the Way.
My father made it for Jedi who could never quite fit into one Form. He made it for people like us — who learned the hard way that control isn’t about restraint, it’s about choice. Every step, every breath, every motion is a decision. You decide what defines you: the chaos, or the clarity.

The beauty is in the simplicity, in the adaptability. This adapts to you not the other way around. If you are a brawler, like my father was, it can easily adapt, if you are into finesse, or tactical precision, it adapts. Simple as that, it is more about muscle memory than it is about memorizing. Pulling a training saber to his hand, he offered it to the Cathar Master.

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Thaloryn

Of the Hand
Thaloryn
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Tags: Rowena Aesir Rowena Aesir Acier Moonbound Acier Moonbound Jonyna Si Jonyna Si Connel Vanagor Connel Vanagor
Thaloryn was a very new face to the Resistance, he had been recruited near the start of the movement but his involvement had been little to none. The Sephi had taken the chance to not only learn something but to meet some of his compatriots at this training.

"Hello." he announced himself softly and gave all around a polite nod of his head "I'm Thaloryn, here for the training." his clothing was pretty normal of Jedi garb and he didn't seem to have any particularly outstanding features. As he put his hands behind his back, so to have anything to do with them aside awkwardly laying by his sides, he smiled towards who he believed to be the instructor. He was just in time to see Connel's explanation of his technique.

Thaloryn's specialty wasn't bladework it was unarmed combat. It was a product of his training which was minimalist due to the distance from Tython. Perhaps that was part of his personnel file, perhaps it only went into certain depth. He had never shied away in explaining that while he wasn't a formally trained Padawan he had a starting point.
 
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Connel Vanagor

Emotionally Constipated Laser Samurai
Connel Vanagor
Character Bio
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TRAINING GROUNDS OUTSIDE HEAVENHEIM
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The late arrival was a welcome one, he was joined by a from a few of the Heaven’s Guard, which was happily hoped for. Hey there! Welcome. We’re just getting started. With a nod, Connel went back through the generic motions of Tier 1 of what they would learn today.

Tier One isn’t about impressing anyone. It’s not theatrical, it’s not flashy, and it’s not designed to win duels outright.
Tier One keeps you alive long enough to make the next choice.

If you can’t do these naturally, under stress, half-blind, bleeding, tired, and angry — you’re not ready for Tier Two… and when you leave today, you will be ready for Tier 2. Flourishing his training weapon one or two times he cracked his neck.


Starting with the combination Kick – Hilt Jab, he explained.

Distance and disruption. One keeps you alive, the other creates your opening. The kick stops momentum — theirs, not yours. The hilt jab punishes whatever just stopped moving. You don’t aim for pain; you aim for interruption. A shin, a rib, a hand gripping a weapon — you make them react, and while they react, you move.

An Important Rule: Never stay in the same place after a hilt jab. You move before they do.

Then, like lightning, he threw a punch at open air.

Simple, direct, fast. The punch exists for one reason: sometimes a saber is too slow. If someone is inside your guard — you don’t try to create distance with your blade. You hit them. Hard. Fast. Then you follow through with the saber when the line opens.

Then he performed a Sidestep – Slash.

Every opponent expects a block. Few expect to lose you. Sidestep is not retreat. It’s elevation of position: you leave their line of attack and take a new one. The slash only matters because the step came first. If the motion feels like two actions, it’s wrong. It’s one breath:

Avoid. Redirect. Cut. Move. Make them work.


Then he went into a combination Shin Block – Reverse Grip Swipe.


Weapons drop you. Kicks drop them. A shin block stops a leg strike without losing balance. The reverse grip swipe is the punishment for assuming they had you pinned. Keep the blade low and close. If your arm swings wide, you’re already dead.


Then came the Joint Break, and a quick stoppage.


You don’t use it unless you must. But if you must, you commit. Elbows, wrists, knees, ankles — all of them borrow strength from leverage. Break the leverage, and the body falls with it. This is not cruelty. It’s control. A joint break ends a threat faster than a saber does, and without killing. Understand when this technique is mercy.


Getting himself back into position, he went into a Rooted Stance Block – Tight Throw, sending a training droid flying.

A rooted stance isn’t ‘planting your feet.’ It’s balance from the center — like you’re anchored through your spine. The block absorbs force. The throw redirects it. You don’t overpower the opponent. You trip their momentum, and gravity finishes the job… works every time.


With the droid back to its feet, he threw combination Forearm Block – Body Takedown

If a blade gets too close and your saber isn’t there, you use what you have. The forearm block is bone on metal — ugly, but better than a chest wound. The takedown is immediate. Always follow a forearm block with motion. If you stop moving, they recover.


Then a combination Elbow – Weapon Strike


This is interruption at zero distance. Elbow first, because it’s faster than any blade in the galaxy. Weapon strike after, because the elbow buys the second you need.


Now came a more intricate combination Combatative Weave – Hilt Uppercut – Whirling Slash


This is the first chain that feels like dancing. The weave is deception — your body becomes a moving target. The hilt uppercut breaks the guard. The whirling slash ends the exchange.


Never force the chain.


The opportunity creates it — not the other way around.


Once he was done, Connel took a breath and looked around.


None of Tier One is designed to win. It’s designed to survive. You practice until your body stops asking what to do. Because in a real fight, you don’t get time to think. Tier One is muscle memory. Tier Two is instinct. Tier Three is identity. Now take a stance. We see who’s ready to move. Take it slow, take your time, and just keep practicing slowly until you don’t have to try to remember what to do. If you want a droid, feel free and choose one, if you want to pair off, one of you act as an attacker, one as a defender.


This won’t teach you to be a better fighter. This will save your life if you need to use it though.






 

Rowena Aesir

Vinterbound Slayer
Rowena Aesir
Character Bio
Connel Vanagor Connel Vanagor Thaloryn Thaloryn Jonyna Si Jonyna Si Acier Moonbound Acier Moonbound

SOmeone else joined them as she stood there listening to Connel as he was explaining the lesson and what they would be doing with a nod of her head. She moved her hands as she pulled the twin hilts from her back and held them for a moment. Her size waas larger then some of them but it worked while she worked to mirror his movements... less refined... the timing wasn't there yet but she could follow it. "Like this?" Her voice came out terse and low when she moved and didn't activate the axes along the edges of it but she was mirroring the movements he did. Finding a place to position her feet as she moved around after each one but kept looking down. "This is... different, twinkle toes is not my way."
 
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Jonyna Si

The Eye of the Storm
Jonyna Si
Character Bio


Jonyna watched as Connel went through his training, before offering her a training saber. She smirked, flourishing her own blade before bringing it up to her mouth.

"Mother, you know the way."

Suddenly, her bright ruby blade shifted towards a dimmer hue, as she adjusted her stance.

"My saber was passed down from the first generation of Si to connect with the Living Force, seven thousand years ago. It's been rebuilt, adjusted, but it's always been the same crystal. One of the things it's been instilled into this crystal is the power to control the blade's power, simply by asking it nicely."

With another flourish, she looked to the other students. "Learn to master your forms, but do not let them define you. A strong duelist is one who understands the framework, but doesn't allow it to make them predictable."

She raised her saber, ready to fight Connel in a spar of demonstration.
 

Acier Moonbound

Wandering Wolf
Acier Moonbound
Character Bio

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Location: Midvinter


Equipment:
Field Gear | Lightsaber | Tic | Cybernetic Arm
Ace listened closely, expression focused. Connel's words resonated with something deep within him. Reflection. Not domination. Survive long enough to choose. He didn't need to be told that lesson, his body already remembered it. Every scar, every scrap, every breath stolen back from the edge was a Tier One of its own.

When Connel moved, Ace mirrored slowly, not trying to copy the precision, but to feel the rhythm underneath. The prosthetic whirred in subtle counterbalance, compensating for weight shifts with mechanical patience. The movements weren't elegant, but he was trying.

Distance. Disruption.
Avoid. Redirect. Cut. Move.

Each phrase anchored itself in his muscles. Across the room, Rowena practiced too, her dual axes moving through the pattern like thunder given form. Her low comment about "twinkle toes" drew a faint breath of amusement from him.

Jonyna's blade caught his eye next. Her words resonated too. Do not let your form define you. It almost felt like it was aimed straight at him. He exhaled, centering himself.

As he eased back into stance, another voice joined the mix. A Sephi, Thaloryn, introducing himself softly and politely. Ace gave him a brief nod.

Then he sank deeper into his stance, one hand resting light against the hilt at his side, and began to move again; measured, deliberate, intent on finding the truth in every motion.

Connel Vanagor Connel Vanagor | Rowena Aesir Rowena Aesir | Jonyna Si Jonyna Si | Thaloryn Thaloryn​
 
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Thaloryn

Of the Hand
Thaloryn
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Tags: Acier Moonbound Acier Moonbound Connel Vanagor Connel Vanagor Rowena Aesir Rowena Aesir Jonyna Si Jonyna Si

Thaloryn quietly watched as the technique was demonstrated. He couldn't help but feel a tad foolish as he mimicked the steps, they were simple yet he was very conscious of his timing with the motions. Though he didn't quit and he didn't complain. Making mistakes during training was what training was for in the first place.

Notably the Sephi did not have a lightsaber and was instead pretending that he did possess one in his righthand. If offered a training saber he'd take it no questions or qualms, but if not he'd keep using his imagination.

"What happens if they see our kick and try to hit our leg with their lightsaber?" he pondered out loud.
 
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Connel Vanagor

Emotionally Constipated Laser Samurai
Connel Vanagor
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He heard the comment from the woman, Rowena, innocent in her mind probably, but he could see his father just sigh at this. She was trying, so was Acier, Thaloryn, and the Heaven’s Guard. One thing he noticed needed to be addressed. First of all…
He said, tossing the training saber in his hand to the Sephi. Never feel you need to do without around me. Now to your question.. I get it, this seems rather simple, because it is. The Way of the Saber is not a form that you have to adapt to, it adapts to you, if you are a brawler like my father was, the tiers adjust to your style… martial arts? The style molds around kicks and punches, focus on the Force? Weaponry? The way adapts and gives you openings to use them.


The first Tier is simple, yes, but it is meant to be so you can meld into the next tier, and the next one. If an opponent sees the knee, the leg or any body part coming, you have an opening to attack with your weapon. He then went to show the move as Thaloryn was asking about and then jabbed his blade into the air.


It’s all about openings, all about making your opponent think you are predictable. This is not a form you’ll learn overnight, but you will learn it once you are open to learning more about yourself. If you’d like a demonstration, Master Si will be showing her mastery of the blade, and I will be showing my mastery of what you are here to learn. Trust me, it’s easier, and better than it sounds.


With a smile, he turned to face Jonyna, he held his blade up and then down to his side, he was ready.





 
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Jonyna Si

The Eye of the Storm
Jonyna Si
Character Bio


Jonyna looked to the learner, before flashing a cocky smile. "You'll figure it out. I don't any of you will have to learn the hard way, like I did. Picking up table scraps of half broken holocrons from ravaged temples."

Once more, she flourished her saber, spinning it in one hand around her, waiting for Connel to start. Once he showed his readiness, she smiled, before using the momentum of that spin to swing the saber upward in a diagonal slash, aiming to lock Connel into a bind early.

To her, fighting was all about spontaneity. Keeping your opponent guessing, on the backfoot. It was a discipline, but also a deadly game of wits. A chess match, where every move needed to keep you on top. Every new piece added to the game was a new layer of strategy.
 
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Connel Vanagor

Emotionally Constipated Laser Samurai
Connel Vanagor
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Connel did not lift his saber right away.

He simply tilted his head, studying Jonyna as her blade spun around her hand — all flourish, all motion, none of it necessary. His breathing never changed. No flourish. No pose. Just a single, measured step forward.

Don’t misunderstand, he said quietly. This isn’t a duel.

When she lunged, her strike looked clever — diagonal slash meant to force a bind and lock them into a deadlock of blades and leverage.

Connel didn’t meet the bind.

He stepped out of it.

A short sidestep, the bare width of a foot, letting her blade pass harmlessly into empty space. His saber flicked once — not to strike her, but to touch the back of her hilt at the moment her momentum overextended.

Tier One: Sidestep — Slash, he said calmly. Notice I didn’t block. I didn’t meet strength with strength. I let her pass.

She would no doubt recover quickly — Cathar reflexes — she would no doubt come back with a quick move, but if she did, Connel had multiple options. All depending on her reactions, what would he do?

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This is just one facet of Tier One, Connel continued.
Not Form V. Not Form II. Not a duel of strength or flourish. It’s movement, positioning, instinct. You don’t need to beat the opponent’s blade. You just need to beat their decision-making.

He turned back. If I wanted to end the exchange at this point, it would have ended in three different ways. But this isn’t about winning. It’s about learning what you never saw coming.

Then — gently: Make no mistake, Master Si is going easy on me. She is fast. Skilled. And proud. Remember though, Pride can get good Jedi killed. If you want to learn, come again. If you want to win, you already lost.”

At first, the circle had been full of subtle expectations.

Some expected Connel to overpower Jonyna — brute strength, raw momentum, the “Vanagor reputation.”

Others expected a flashy duel — two Weapon Masters trading elegant flourishes and artful clashes.

What they got was the opposite.

Not a single moment of force.
Not a single heavy swing.
Not a single block.

Just motion.
Calm. Economical. Surgical.

The Jedi watching didn’t gasp — they fell silent.

One Padawan leaned forward, brow furrowed. “It looked like… he wasn’t even fighting.”

A Lionguard beside him shook his head slowly. “No. He was fighting before she finished deciding how to start.”

Another Knight — someone who had sparred more than most — replayed it in her mind:

None of it matched Jedi forms.
None of it broke them either.

“That wasn’t Djem So,” someone muttered.
“It wasn’t Soresu. It wasn’t Ataru. It wasn’t even Vaapad.”

A Captain of the Lionguard, a Knight by many respects — one who had spent years studying Form transitions — exhaled:

“He treated her lightsaber like it was slower than a fist.”

And that was when the realization spread.

This wasn’t a brawler’s technique.
This wasn’t brute strength.
This was intent without hesitation, motion without wasted energy, control without exertion.

A Master of Forms spoke quietly, almost to himself:

“He’s not countering her blade, but her decisions.”


A Jedi who once dismissed the Vanagors murmured:

“He fights like the blade is optional.”

A Padawan quietly:

“That’s… scary.”

A Master, reflective:

“No. That’s control. The kind many never reach, this is a hidden privilege.”



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