42 Blink Once, Blink Twice (1/2)
Vaylin had assumed that the strange feeling that went throughout her body, was caused by Valad. He was the only person here, the only person she knew was on the ship. She sensed no one else up here except for them, as he was becoming more visible in the force.
He didn't answer her question, so she swore to be persistent. ”How did you do that?”
Her tone was consistent, monotone. She was controlling herself, much greater than she had before. She could have suddenly attacked him if she wasn't in control. She had quickly become adept in the field which he had wanted to train her in.
However just because she controlled herself, doesn't mean he had to do so.
Suddenly without warning, she felt herself being dragged across the floor. She twisted and turned, her shoes squeaking against the waxed floors as she struggled. Finding herself flipped onto her stomach, her face was suddenly in his hand and her eyes were peering out from between his fingers.
She immediately blew air into his palm, making a comical farting sound, causing her to giggle snort immaturely. Her eyes then narrowed on him as she watched him open his mouth to speak.
”I have a unique technique which I use through the force,” Valad stated as he looked into her eyes. She blinked once, moistening her eyes as she attempted to tilt her head. ”A technique which would be seen as controversial due to its mind altering nature.”
This was the first person he was sharing this with and she was immediately shocked. He had the ability to change and alter a person's mind? This was an ability clearly of the dark side, yet she felt no corrupting elements.
”Mmmm...” Her voice was muffled up against his palm, before she reached up and grabbed his wrist and moved his hand off her face. ”And you used that on me?” Her eye was twitching, listening with an intense interest, as if it would influence her next course of action.
”No, not yet anyways. Even if I did, it doesn't hurt like the primitive 'Alter Mind' technique used by the Sith or controversial Jedi. It also wouldn't have thrown you off balance...” Valad shook his head slightly with a thoughtful sigh. ”What I did was transplant information into your mind and body. The Seven Forms of the Jedi Arts.”
Vaylin thought back to the information which she had seen in her mind when she had lost her balance and briefly lost her center at the time. ”Form I: Shii-Cho, Form II: Makashi, Form III: Soresu, Form IV: Ataru, Form V: Shien / Djem So, Form VI: Niman, Form VII: Juyo/Vaapad.” She found herself reciting the names of each of the forms without incident in the pronunciation. Unlike the things she learned regularly, she could completely imagine each of the stances and uses in each form given to her. She could feel the muscle memory which had been added to her body as she used the force to aid her in returning to her feet.
She automatically assumed he knew all of these skills he had just gifted her, through what she thought was the force. Yet it felt rather mysterious, unreal.
”The Jedi forms are flashy, the Sith use them in kind as well. However the Jedi typically use them incorrectly, at least not efficiently. The lightsaber is one big blade, on all sides. It burns with a simple poke, a simple slash without much power behind a heavy swing.” Valad began to talk about how sabers were typically used by force users, and why many of them either were triumphant or dead. ”Fencing fits the use of a saber much better, keeping your opponent at a distance, parrying their blows and jabbing them or slashing them. Wide slashes aren't necessary against organics, sabers don't need weight unless you're making contact with another saber.” He knew fencing was a thing in the Star Wars Universe as nobles would do it with dinky sport sabers, especially during the Galactic Civil War between Imperial Aristocrats.
Vaylin nodded slowly to what he was saying, understanding partially. She had seen spars using fencing before back on Zakuul between nobles and soldiers. The weapon was held out to the furthest distance with a flimsy metal blade.
Suddenly a feminine sounding protocol droid's voice boomed over the loudspeakers. ”Multiple hyperspace vectors detected. All systems are on high alert. Warning has been sent to the planet surface.”
Valad and Vaylin both looked up towards the ceiling of the ship before closing their eyes and listening to the force. It was a weak disturbance. Their location had been found, but there was only a small number of enemies on the way.
A small number of Jedi Justice Cruisers came out of hyperspace just outside the planetary system. There was a total of six cruisers, each of them was around eighty-five meters in length. though some of them had gone under lengthy modifications, such has having their hull elongated or even more powerful blackmarket weapons added onto them.
”We are being hailed, They're pirates.” The protocol droid's voice sounded annoyed. ”We can just fire on them, right?” The droid was uncharacteristically militant, a sassy tone was used and couldn't be taken back.
Valad almost let out a soft laugh and gestured for Vaylin to follow him out of the conference room. Within minutes they were on the main bridge after entering a lift within the core module. ”Answer their hail.”
Walking over to the holographic suite, he watched as a colorful screen appeared. Showing the Weequay pirates with smug looks on their faces.
”Oh... Just Weequay?” Valad sounded rather disappointed, causing the smug looking pirates to frown in annoyance. he was surrounded by a handful of pirate vessels and all he could do was be disappointed?