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Post by Veran on Apr 15, 2005 1:45:19 GMT
Ranka looks slightly amused, for he knew far too well that this question had been coming ever since he had came back from his transe... Cannot helping but to let a half smile come across his face he awnsers...
"Yes, you have steped into this room and had fallen into a spiritual transe, bringing you into the world where your physical entity does not exist, only where the force lives. And this living world isn't restraint by the principles of time, dimension and physic. Thus, maybe what seemed like a moment for you could have been hours, days... Or even weeks, sometime even going as far as months and years. I do think that you have been shown many things within your sleep..."
He pauses to let Blade assimilate the small lesson he may have just told him about the force and moves on...
"The knowledge you may have aquired is intended for you, and you only... Share it if you wish, though I have found through experience that sometimes it may proove better to keep some secrets, to yourself..."
Ranka turns around to go sit onto one of the majestic ancient chairs he has found within the Jedi Citadel, showing the tatoo representing the symbol of Shadows he bears because of his Dematri origins. Yet Blade had encountered Dematri's before, and had senced something similar about their way of thinking, and their force residual aura, yet the one he observed right now felt so different... So dark, which even the shadows of the darkside would envy, deffinetly conceiling something, but far too well for even gods to read the thoughts...
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Post by Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce on Apr 15, 2005 2:07:03 GMT
*Blade takes a moment to ponder on what Ranka has told him. as he gazes around the acient room, as he gaes around he senses the unparrelled darkness eminating from Ranka. he looks at him . he notices his lightsaber*
"Your Lightsaber, Your people dont usally weild such weapons. May i hold it?"
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Post by Veran on Apr 15, 2005 2:20:19 GMT
Ranka had almost forgotten himself that he held in his position the saber of... An old friend on his belt, on his backside... The Dematri slowly lifted the elegant, golden and yet so ancient hilt with the force, to slowly put it in his hand, observing it silently with uncertain eyes... A look which almost seemed impossible for one with such cold attitude to have for such simple thing.
He was so focused on this moment that he had needed Blade to repeat his words to make him realise why he had now notice why he carried this specific item...
Without letting his thoughts wander any further, without words he simply made the beautifull object glide towards Blade, to position itself such as he would have to simply stretch out his hand to take the blade, as if it was lying on a table...
Without even toutching the lightsaber, the revelation of the appearence of the hilt made erupt far more questions then Blade could awnser; the lightsaber usualy ressembles its weilder, yet the masterpeice of art which was before Blade's eyes simply could not have been made by the hand of such dark person which Ranka was... He was thinking of seing something with a sinister appearence inspiring the very coldness of his eyes and as he toutches the golden metal, it feels as a reconforting warmth...
If anything could be represented as the opposite of Ranka... It would have been this instrument of both peace, and doom...
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Post by Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce on Apr 15, 2005 2:33:36 GMT
*The truely amazing saber hovered infront of Blade. it confused him slightly, somone so dark possesing such a saber, this couldnt have been his for it was far too pure, too light, for someone as dark as Ranka himself to have created. he reaches out and takes the saber. he suddenly feel the force flow through him stongly, almost alerting him. not of danger but of a famillar presence. he uses his Peircing Gaze to see into the lightsaber, almost as if looking into its past. He sees the saber, only not in the hands of Ranka, but in the Hands of Kel, a Master whos siloutte Blade remembers seeing as he entered the Citadel*
"Master Kel?"
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Post by Veran on Apr 16, 2005 15:24:20 GMT
Still not showing his face to Blade's eyes, Ranka remains as still as one of the ancient ruins not so far from there, yet the clear and distinc change in his tone... And even voice simplys lets out the fact that he is quite disturbed by how, and perhaps most importantly why Blade has discovered this name... Though this time instead, his voice do not add to the cold of the current temperature, this voice even though it is the same... Resonate with something warm and welcoming.
The aura which once echoed with such a darkness which clouded the brightest and most powerfull's of lights had lifted instantly as the name Kel repeated itself quietly in the ancient walls, like a whisper spoken by a ghost...
"Quite impressive... In nearly decades, you are perhaps the first one that uncovered this certain peice of my identity..."
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Post by Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce on Apr 17, 2005 4:31:00 GMT
*Blade remembers the seven pillars and his visions.*
"The moment i touched the lightsaber, an image from the pillars played wuickly through my mind. then the past of the saber, its creator, and owner. and the many battles faught with it. it was almost as if the lightsaber represents or compliments something in my visions. Kel.
and why is it that you keep your counterpart hiddden?"
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Post by Veran on Apr 17, 2005 20:03:25 GMT
The Nem'Vaah master sighs sladly, as if he tried to tell Blade something, yet that he could not describe in words even with all the knowledge he had aquired within the past millenia's, he could find the right description to what he wanted to tell the Mancer...
"Even though I would like to share this peice of my knowledge with you, Blade... I cannot. It may proove far more dangerous to reveal the reason why I act as such, then to share the destructive knowledge I hold to a Sith lord such as Jetzt himself..."
The Dematri... Or the Nem'vaah stood up from his chair he had long sit within now and faced Blade, showing the symbolic tatoo of the Demon's he held on his chest, directly where the heart would be.
"You have extraodinary sences of observation into both the physical entity and the force echoes within our universe... You have seen the light even through inpenetrable shadows. Strange indeed..."
Even though the same person stood before him, he felt like a stranger to Daemien. The deductions he had about the lightsaber and Kel were right; Nothing could be such an opposite to Ranka. Thus bringing more questions then actual awnsers... How could two persons with such differences may even be able to hold each other within the same body? The power of both dark and light aura would basicly kill anything that would stand within its radius, and now having it condensed into a being... How could this be even possible, yet as he though this rather curious being asked something he would never have thought possible...
"Blade... Do you wish, to come at my side? As a Nem'vaah learning everything there is to teach from the force itself?"
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Post by Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce on Apr 17, 2005 23:23:41 GMT
*Blade looks at Ranka and thinks deeply about the offer presented before him. he looks back at Ranka*
"Yes. i wish to learn as much about the force as humanly possible. i will come at your side. but what about the Mancers"
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Post by Veran on Apr 17, 2005 23:56:51 GMT
"I do not prohibit you to follow their teachings as you will follow mine Blade, for there is always more to learn no matter how refined your knowledge is and how perfect your technique might be..." He pauses, letting a chilling wind fly within the warmth that had established itself mysteriously into this frozen part of the planet, making the words of Kel, being carried into this same wind creating a distant echoe yet one that resonated with a troubling fact that may or may not happen...
[glow=green,2,300]It will be up to them to decide if they accept it, or not...[/glow]
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Post by Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce on Apr 18, 2005 0:00:40 GMT
"Then i shall follow your teachings. and learn as much as i can. of all forms and techniques"
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Post by Veran on Apr 18, 2005 0:49:17 GMT
A little smile can be seen on Kel's face, as forthcoming as ever as Blade tells him his descision. He turns around to a crystaline table which had made itself invisible with the ice that surrounded the ancient walls. On it, lied Ranka's red trenchcoat as well as his imposant Katana and two great handguns... Without Blade even realising it on the moment, Kel's lightsaber slowly hovered towards his rightfull owners palm, into which it has landed without the slightest of sounds.
Into the same manner, the weapons swirled around him to attach themselves to his belt, as silently as did the saber while Kel tied it to his left... After all was prepared, he made a fluid gesture, indicating Blade to follow him towards the exit. Without quite actualy thinking, Blade followed...
Again, they walked throughout the mysterious yet elegant passage into the icy tunnels, until they finaly stumbled upon the exit itself, facing the titanic cliff reaching beyond what could be seen as the sky... The master stoped and gave Blade a little object, technologicly advance yet very small, shining of a faint blue light...
"This is a datapad that can be inserted directly into your ships main database, it will modifie your Galaxy maps with new charts, bringing you to the world of the Nem'Vaahs, long gone from the peoples common mind and knowledge. You will find me there as soon as you feel ready to begin with your training... Do not be alarmed though, my patience is eternal I can only start teaching you what I know when your entire soul lives only for the moment I will teach you... The world is known as Nam'Vaar, there you will find a temple, which will serve us as academy while the entire planet, will be your training grounds..."
Again, the breeze echoes within the silent planes of Rhen var as the Nem'vaah slowly vanishes into green particles of light, carried by the wind of the planet as the last words of his newly found master echoes into the wind...
[glow=green,2,300]May the force be with you...[/glow]
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Post by Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce on Apr 18, 2005 1:28:24 GMT
*Blade smiles to himself and looks out over the cliff feeling the cook breeze of the planet . as the wind blows through his hair he places the cdatapad in his cloak pocket. Damien closes his eyes and listens to the winds of the planet echoing the faint sounds of acient teachings from the temple. he opens his eyes and heads towards his ship. the cold wind of the planet flowing through his hair. as he reaches his ship he enters and leaves the planet. and heading for the planet Nem'Vaar. As the ship leaves Damiens voice echoes once in the wind.
[glow=Silver,2,300]May the force be with you master[/glow]
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