Vassur's Assassin Training (High Security Area)

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

"I suggest you bring him down before he is able to draw his lightsaber then. If you're too late, do your best to avoid it."

*She tried to hold back the laughter at this suggestion in mocking him back. His lack of obedience spurred her onward.*

"If you think you're not up to the task though..."

*She then turned and started walking toward the door. His chance at a moment of freedom was slipping through his grasp.*

[Triune]

*The desire to lunge at her and rip her spine out surged in him, the woman was toying with him as if he were a play thing, she'd taught him nothing and that galled him even more. Instead he brought his anger under firm control before he spoke*

"I did not say I was not up to this task, only that there is an imbalance between me and my opponent based on technology. If you had a way to even this beyond me being quicker then him you would have my thanks..... master."

*The word nearly curdled in his mouth but he said it none the less.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She stopped as the word finally came out of his lips. He was learning. She slowly turned around to face him and then began to walk toward him. Her black gloved hand reached out to hold the bottom of his chin.*

"There are a couple of things that would aid you in this affair. They have a benefit and a disadvantage. I can give you something to limit the radius in which the Jedi uses his powers against you...question is should I..."

*She looked into his eyes as if probing his mind, but as soon as she started it, she pulled her hand away and walked behind him.*

"That is always the way of things. With knowledge comes great responsibility. With every power, there also comes a weakness....do you really need a prop to help defeat him, or can you think high enough to outsmart him?"

*She put her hands on his shoulders and leaned close to his ear.*

"The choice is yours. I can aid you in this or you can go it alone. For me to aid you, you must swallow your pride and admit you are far from my league."

[Triune]

*So much anger, so many reasons to just kill her now. League or no she could not sustain herself as long as he, this he believed firmly but it would gain him nothing, nothing but a moment of accomplisment. With effort he contained his fury but he did indeed contain it*

"To rely on a device to level the field of battle is against my nature, to fight means to release the beast within me, that gives me the weapons nature gives all predators, to try to place a piece of technology in that is folly but I know that my claws cannot match his blade. I would match myself against this one but I do not know the way. I ask for your council.. Master."

*His words came with rent emotion and the last word came easier, with more sincerity...*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She considers his request for a moment and then turns around to the room's door as if she had enough and was walking away. At the entrance, she called back in a horribly cold voice.*

"Follow me."

[Triune]

*He follows her, the thought of being out of this blasted room enough to keep him obedient. Just leaving the doorway behind was enough to lighten his spirits.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She leads him through various hallways until she comes upon one door. There seems to be no handle and no security device. With a low voice, she utters one single word quietly and the door slowly opens. Stepping inside, she casually glances upon her collection of weapons. There were blades and blasters of so many different times and from different centuries. How she had obtained such artifacts was a testiment to her studies and delving into history. The question was for what reason though. She walked to the wall and let her hands glide over a specific weapon before pulling it off of the wall. The slightly rusted blade was grimy from age, but still sharp. She tossed the sword towards him and smiled.*

"Ancient Mandalorian design....found on one of my excursions. What you see on the blade is not rust, instead it is the scorching of a lightsaber. To this day this weapon has some life to it. The original weapons could only take a few hits from a lightsaber before they too melted. You could say the art of the modern weapon wasn't perfected yet. If he gets too close to you, you should use this....but remember. It's life is limited...very limited."

[Triune]

*He catches the sword with practiced ease, examining everything from balance to weight with the same practiced eye. He listens to her words nodding as she speaks finally he looks up at her and bows his head*

"With all luck I will not have to cross blades with him, to use this fine old weapon against his enfeebling piece of technology would be an insult to the makers of this blade. I will honor this blade well, Master."

*He goes to one knee before her to show his respect. It still galled him but not as much, she had given him a weapon, what that he could easily be using now to kill her, it wasn't much trust but it was a start.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

"Rise, Vassur. A ship is waiting for you. All you'll need is inside. Also, you may welcome a companion of sorts with you....T3M9."

*She waved her hand just as the droid entered the room. It beeped at her, and she turned her gaze back to him.*

"He'll help you should you have trouble escaping Coruscant when finished. Know that he only has the means and programs to get you into and out of the academy. Asking him to do anything else will go against his primary programming, so I suggest you keep your focus on the task and nothing else. You've 10 days. Now go."

[Triune]

*He grimaced at the sight of the Droid. He loathed those preambulating piles of gears and circuits. A mockery of life was all they were at least in his eyes. He nodded to her and looked at the droid once more before trying to retrace his dimly remembered arrival here.*