Thread: Lessons in the Dark  [ Jagd & Bear ]

So, the very thing that had made her be a terrible student in the eyes of Rultan was the thing that the Sith had taken interest in with her. She had been an emotional girl and had always let it consume her when she was in her training and the beginning had been the hardest. She had to stuff all of her wild feelings down into a box in the back of her head to concentrate on the use of the Force, a thing that she hadnt even known she was capable of using until Rultan had opened up her potential. It brought up mixed feelings about it when she thought of what the Sith would allow her to do - she would be trained in the use of the Force without having to shove all of her emotions as deep into her body as she could to do so. They would teach her to use her rage and her fear as her friends, to wield them like dual swords and battle against anything. Lina had been told enough of what the Sith were capable of and why there were so strong, but she had been warned that nothing was given for free. After all, what else could come from people so selfish and so uncontrolled? If you couldnt even control your inner self, how could you control the Force? His observations only continued to be correct and it bothered her that he could read so much from her body language, perhaps because she was letting her mask slip. This wasnt good - Rultan would be extremely displeased if he ever learned about this and it wouldnt do for her master to know she had backtracked on all of the progress that she had made in their training. Lina forced herself to take a long, slow, and controlled breath to steady herself, her eyes closing for a moment as she rubbed at her face and eased herself. Her emotions came to a lower level of what they were running at, her anxiety calming down steadily. An emotion deep enough to make her feel like she was on the verge of the Dark Side? That one was something that bothered her because there was an emotion - fear . Before Rultan had found her, she was living in the streets and had made a life for herself in the only way that she had been able to. At her young age, she had only barely shown the chest of a woman, which could easily be hidden with bandages, and cut her hair short to make herself look more like a man. Shed entered herself into street fights to find a way to earn money for food, for clothing. It had started out as a way to feed herself and turned into the only way she could survive. Her paid fights turned into just plain street fighting and mugging because the money was running dry in her area. At that time of her life, the fear of going hungry had ruled her, the fear of not winning a fight and having to deal with a stomach that ached and growled all night, possibly for multiple nights. Begging had done nothing for her. If Rultan hadnt stumbled across her in the middle of her fights then she would possibly still be binding her chest with bandages and have hair cropped close. In the time she had been with him, he had helped change her from the almost feral beast that her poverty had made her become before she was found by him. He saved her from the fear and told her that she wouldnt have to struggle like that if she became a Jedi. It was the fear of risking going hungry ever again that made her accept. Yes. I have. She murmured, but she didnt care to elaborate. He wouldnt know the world that she had lived in, wouldnt understand her fight to survive and her will to live. That piece of her history was too personal for someone like him to know about her and something she was barely comfortable with Rultan knowing, though he would never pass judgment on her. The Siths next comment confused her for a moment, her mind still wandering in the land of when she was still a beast, her eyes moving from his mask to his face for a moment. Oh. Right. She had offered him a deal. Her nose wrinkled that he remembered, like she suddenly had an awful taste in her mouth. Lina. My name is Lina. She said after a long moment, her voice resigned. And you are?