21 Catch (1/2)

A week had gone by, the planet of Naboo was still peaceful as ever. Gungans in the swamplands, lakes and rivers, whilst humans and other species mingled in the cities.

According to a report from the planet of Coruscant the Naboo delegates had been attacked by an unknown starship which seemed similar to Valad's Scimitar, but looked quite different in color scheme and composition.

This was verification that the timeline was still heading in the same direction as before, which somewhat startled Valad. Why was Darth Maul being ordered to do the same things as before? Did Plagueis not foresee any difference of what was going to happen?

Pursing his lips, he listened to the force which surrounded him. Reaching out to feel the people throughout the palace. Eventually he located his Apprentice, in the hangar still training. It seemed she had been able to master her ability of Telekinesis relatively quickly while keeping her mind and body in pristine shape.

Valad's idea of training her in solitude and only returning to revitalize her and give her further information to interpret on her own seemed to be paying off. That was pretty much how the schools in his past life worked. They gave you an equation, or a question, and you were to answer it once given the formula.

Though it was rather a time costly way to begin, it helped increase the comprehension of the practitioner, rather than immediately learning how to solve it from someone else. It built independence and character.

Walking through theCorridors as he made his way to the Hangar, he knew that Panaka would be returning to Naboo soon. However his goal was to speak and interact with his Apprentice.

As he entered the Hangar, his eyes narrowed on his target as he pulled the dual-phase saber from his hip. It had his two heavily attuned force crystals inside of them. However it seemed that Riané was in a meditative state sitting on the outer hull of his transport. She seemed rather comfortable situated on the yellow sports stripe down the center of the vessel.

Twirling the weapon between his fingers, he glanced around to see if there was anyone watching. There were a few maintenance officers standing around, some of them even doing their jobs. Yet barely anyone was paying attention to the vessel, especially the girl seated upon it.

A grin formed over his lips as he tossed the weapon in the air, aimed right for Riané head, but just as it was about to hit her she moved sharply on reflex and snatched it out of the air.

Her face lit up in pain as she quickly dropped the weapon as she felt her palm be pricked and she glared at the item before moving her squinted glare to her master. ”What the fuck was that about?” She snapped at him with an unruly tone, like a high school delinquent.

Within those moments she felt like something was flowing through her, disorienting her for a few moments until a warm feeling took over. Yet only a few seconds later the feeling was gone. ”What was that...?” She narrowed her eyes on her hand for a few moments before standing up and kicking the lightsaber back to her master, not wanting to touch it with her hands again.

Freely catching it in the air, Valad simply smiled at her, not having answered her question. ”Secret,” sticking his tongue out at her he would place the weapon on his hip. ”Now that you're able to use the force, I have a gift for you.” He tossed a box in her direction which had been held in his opposite hand.

Reaching out she caught the box which had ”Lightsaber Kit,” scribbled on it with some remnants of a sticker which had been stuck to it prior.

”You're giving me a lightsaber kit?” She asked with a brow raised before hopping down from the top of the transport and landing on her feet. The thud sound echoing throughout the hangar due to her boots being armored.

Nodding lightly to her, ”There is a manual for the 'Jedi Arts' in the storage bay of my ship.” He told her with a quiet snicker, folding his hands behind his back with an erect posture. ”I'd like you to study the forms and figure out which ones suit you the most.”

Slowly nodding to his instruction, Riané would look her master once over before leaning in and sniffing him. ”New cologne?” She asked with a brow as she analyzed his scent, stepping closer to him.

He took a light step back, which looked like a blur as he enhanced his speed through the force. ”Yes... Imported from Zeltron.” He informed rather intrigued with the fact that she was still getting closer to him after smelling him before.

”So... It has pheromones in it?” Riané's face would be slightly flushed as she came closer to him, it was clear that the Zeltron perspiration cologne was effective in attracting the opposite sex in a sense.

”Quite clear the person the Cologne was derived from, was aroused in some way...” Valad made the observation of the girl coming closer to him to take in more of his scent. When he stopped backing away from her, before he knew it, her face was buried in his chest.

Valad slowly glanced downward as he heard her let out a low murmur. She seemed to relax into him, almost like a magnetic pillow to a pole. ”Riané...” He lightly nudged her shoulder as her hands grasped at the sides of his tunic.

Opening the companion function within his toolbar for the first time, he stared at the status of his apprentice.

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Name: Riané

Age: Fourteen

Gender: Female

Race: Hapan

Level: Ten