Thread: Lessons in the Dark  [ Jagd & Bear ]

The Sith was disappointed. Gently he shook his head and let out a quiet sigh. She had potential but was a poor student. He wondered how Rultans lessons with her went. He could not imagine this emotional high strung woman being able to cut it in a Jedi lesson given how she appeareed here. If she did learn any better then than she was right now he was curious what methods were being used. He paused for a moment in his pacing and then it seemed to begin again but this time just went back to where he had stood before, near the table but not too near. Regarding her through that passive cold mask. There were many ways to answer but it was clear she was unready for a true lesson which was unfortunate. I would ask why you are a Jedi but given your agitated state you probably could not answer. Then let me do so for you and save us time. You are Jedi by happenstance. They found you, a person connected to the Force before some other group of force users. That is all. In his mind it was definitive that it was simply luck. There was no destiny in this world. You are learning their ways yet here, now you struggle with upholding them. You wish to strike me down, to use your anger. Your emotions are clouding your ability to call to your Master. Your emotions rule you so thoroughly you can not listen, focus, contemplate and respond. Basic building blocks of Jedi training. Meditation, contemplation, measured thinking and responding with clarity. He just quoted a Mon Calamari teacher from the Jedi Temple whom shes heard in a seminar. You are a terrible Jedi. The Sith passes judgement upon her coldly. There is a beat of a pause as he lets his admonishment set in and any litany of angry things she wishes to curse him with. It did not matter. The point with all of this is to show you there are other ways. You no doubt have been warned a Sith might do this to you. Tempt you to the Dark Side and in time I might. For now what I desire is for you to think. To examine your teachings, this war, not just what your teachers and the Republic say but why and is it the whole truth. The point, girl, is to make you stronger. An armored finger pointed at her as he finished his explanation. The large suit of armor stood there for a moment. Still with its passive gaze. Its black and red coloring, the colors of the Sith. The moment stretched on and then the Sith lifted both of its arms, as it did so she could see that he didnt have any lightsabers on him so he was unarmed as opposed to her. If she had attacked and killed him it would have been murdering an unarmed person from behind. Very bad according to the Jedi Order. His hands took hold of his helmet, giving it a slight twist before removing it revealing the face of the Zabrak who had worn it this entire time. Let us try a different approach. Ask another one of your questions. Then we will return to the lesson. His voice remained calm. More calm than hers. In truth it was nice removing the helmet the air recycler was good but a bit stuffy, unlike the industrial strength ones on starships. Seeing people with ones own eyes rather than with all the data of a combat HUD over it allowed for more clarity. The Sith motioned with his free hand as he moved over towards the bench seat, still staying a fair distance from the Padawan. If you need to get up and move, do. I find it helps me think and you look like a cornered animal sitting there on the edge of your seat. Once near the seat he put down the helmet as carrying the damn thing was absurd. It was not as elegant as other helmets since it had to make room for the crown of horns upon the tattooed Sith's head.