DarkJedi K'munee

*Standing in the main entranceway of the temple, K'munee bathed in the sunlight. The morning air was refreshing. The sounds of wildlife, flooded his ears, reminding him of just how close to the jungle they actually were. He enetered the courtyard dressed in his traditional Jedi tunic. The recently installed generator and small shield emmitter were working perfectly. With the temple at full power, he was able to restore the hyper sonic deterants that kept the jungle wildlife at bay. While the shield was there to offer shelter from the acid rain that was slowly being resolved by the Jedi master's meditations, communing with the planet itself. Dahar was present in the training area of the courtyard. He could sense Marius in the temple. DJK sent him a message through the force beckoning him to come out and join the training. His senses also picked up on the presence of someone new, although somewhat familiar. He gave this person, this Jedi no further thought, as he was training in plain sight where all were welcome to join in or watch.* "I have opened your mind to a broader, new way of thinking. I cannot teach you how to wield the force as I do, because we all have different feats we are skilled in. What I can do however is help you think outside of the box." He said focusing on Dahar. "I have sent a droid out into the jungle carrying something you will need to complete your training. The droid has been programmed with defensive tactics only. You must track it and obtain your prize." DJK said smiling. "Oh, I almost forgot. No weapons allowed. You are allowed nothing more than your wits and the force. Remember your influence and manipulation of the force will be unique to you, although you will share common abilities such as push and pull. There are abilities that even I don't possess. Now go out there and surprise yourself." DJK said reaching into his pocket and tossing a small device to Dahar. "Just in case you get lost!" ((OOC: I want two creative posts describing your search for the droid and what special powers that you have in mind for your character. The droid cannot kill you, but it can stun you. Also be mindful of the wildlife out there. I will break up your posts with commentary to move the task along, if need be. Marius, you are included too. Have fun!))

*Time. Or the idea of time, had become nothing more than a word. The healing of the temple's grounds, had become a labor importance. The soil that had been destroyed by frequent downpours of acid rain, now showed signs of new growth. Dry, arid dirt that lost all life supporting nutrients, had become dark and rich. With the returning fertile grounds, came the wildlife that helped support the life cycle of nature. Small mammals scurry around the budding underbrush hunting for nuts and berries. The sounds of the airborne predators, circling above, watching the return of long sought after prey. As powerful as K'munee was, he couldn't have achieved such a feet on his own. The presence of other warriors of light in the temple, gave him will and fortitude to channel such intense energies from the force. A similar technique was used by the Agriculture Corps during the republic era. There was something troubling him, though. His students were absent from the courtyard. He had intended to teach then to commune with nature, with life itself. The exercise was meant to open them up to their enviroment and teach them how to adapt, regardless of their location. His thoughts were sporadic, bouncing from the temple's repairs to the training of his eager padawans. There was something else though. Something darker. Visions. Past, present or future was unclear to him.* Faces, someone familiar, but most were not. The banner of the Republic was visible in the background. A man is greated and embraced as one of their own, among the other beings. Scorch marks on the walls......a man is cut down in an office. A duel is taking place. Bodies are littered on the floors. The smell of residual blaster fire and burning flesh is thick. The final vision shows someone being cut down by a lightsaber. *K'munee awakens from his meditation, eyes wide open, falling from his levitated position onto the new growth. He lay there for moment shaking his head, gathering his thoughts. The sky had become redish-orange with the coming of sunset. Dusting the moisture enriched soil off his legs and arms as he stood up, he took a moment to take in his accomplishment. The grounds were alive again. The temple, loomed in the background as a reminder of how much work was yet to be done. He walked across the courtyard and up the stairs into the main entrance. The security systems were still off line, but he had repaired most of the locking mechanisms. The corridors were quiet. No one was visible, though he could sense others inside the walls. Inside his room, he removed his clothing, wasting no time getting into the refresher. Feeling cleaner, DJK sat on his bed and began modifications on his lightsaber. He worked until he passed out, slumped against the wall.*

DarkJedi K'munee____'S CHARACTER SHEET identity [!ident] Real Name: K'munee Jamaru A.K.A: DJK Homeworld: Unknown Species: Human Physical Description [!dscrp] Age: 32 Height: 270 lbs. Weight: 6 ft, 3 inches Hair: Bald Eyes: Brown Sex: Male Equipment [!equip] Clothing or Armor: Traditional Jedi Attire(tunic, robes). Armored flight suit, lined with thin durasteel plates. Weapon: A celestum. A long handle, dual-phase lightsaber, with special modifications(Hilt is reinforced with a triple insulation and a back up power relay composed of four power cells). The hilt is made from Mandalorian ore and durasteel. Common Inventory: Standard Jedi issued equipment(Re-Breather, food capsules, purchase card, and holo-display). Faction Information [!factn] Force User Alignment: Neutral, Good Current Faction Affiliation: Jedi Current Faction Rank: Master History: [!hstry] Force Side: Light Side Trained by: Jidai Geki and Krissi Kenobi Trained who: Adiwan, Toster, and Azrael. Currently training Dahar and Marius. Known Skills: A Blademaster, Par'sa master. A master of the lost art of Trakata. He is a skilled telekinetic and has mastered foresight(able to read and anticipate anything within his force sphere). Background: K'munee started his life running from his past. His brother slaughtered their father, then demanded that he join him in his quest to gain power. Leaving his brother behind, he later discovered he could tap into the force. Seeking refuge and training he was turned away by the Jedi. He found his calling among a rogue group of force practitioners called the Knights of Balance, headed by Jidai Geki. Geki grew displeased with the order and destroyed it. K'munee briefly tried to rebuild it, but was unsuccessful. His journeys led him to a man named Valeran, who taught him the mystical discipline of the Blademaster arts. He became a Par'sa warrior and master, taking on a young student of his own named Viano Migueles. The two lost contact with each other during the first Arach'tar invasion. He was later accepted as a Jedi knight and reluctantly took on a man who would become his best friend and brother, Adiwan. He fought against the Sith, countless times, demonstrating his keen battle skills. He was kidnapped by the Black Sun and used as a test dummy for what would become the Prometheus virus. Seeming to die from the tests, his body was discarde, but later recovered by the Dark Jedi order. His resurrection came as a biproduct of dark side sorcery. He was rescued and returned to active duty with the new Jedi order as the head of their Internal Affairs deptartment. He left the order a short time later, for unknown reasons, but has recently resurfaced on Haruun Kal. Ship Registration [!ship] Name: Avenger Class: Starfighter Model: Svelte-class Imperial Shuttle Manufacturer: Silviut Corporation Length: 17 meters Armaments: Double Blaster canons and Double Laser canons Armor: Unknown Anti-Personnel Defenses: Automated countermeasures. A DNA reader, that only reacts to K'munee's bio-signature. A shock-field that surrounds the ship, when activated. A self-destruct mechanism that activates after flight if DNA code is not registered. Appearance: Gray and Black. Beetle shaped. Nick named the Vador class shuttle. Modifications: Listed above.

*K'munee sat in his quarters, attempting to wind down from the days events. This was one of the first nights that he could hear other voices coming through the walls, as opposed the sounds of mechanical breakdowns and the failings of the main generator, that he had managed to hardwire to get working. He made a mental note to himself to make sure that the requisition he sent out for a new power and shield generators had been procesed and were in route. Sitting on the edge of his bed, he pushed around the remnants of his meal on his plate. The sounds of footsteps, movng up and down the corridors outside of his room reminded him of the new comers that had arrived whiile he was conducting his training. Maybe with more people the base would come online sooner than he expected. The workload was overwhelming at times, but he pushed on due to the importance of having the base fully operational. Sith were rarely idle for long. He laid back on the soft mattress, with his fingers interlocked behind his head. The ICC(Internal climate compensator) hummed as the cool air was being pumped the the vents in the cieling. DJK closed his eyes, concentrating on clearing his mind of all thoughts. After a few moments, he felt himself slip into unconsciousness. He felt weightless. There were no images, no glimpses into the future. Just the peace that came with the exquisite emptiness of a dreamless sleep. Time slipped away.* "I see you have returned." A voice whispered. "Have you ever wondered why you are so at peace in the embrace of darkness?" The question hung in the air as K'munee struggled to reply but was unable to speak. "Remember me. And remember who and what you are.........Dark Jedi." *K'munee awoke, springing up from his bed into a stting position. His eyes searched the room, bouncing from corner to corner. Paying special attention to the shadows. Wiping his face with his hands, he stood up, stretching his muscles. Leaning over his sink he washed his face and brushed his teeth. Finding a fresh enviro-suit, he put it on, adjusting the belt with his lightsaber dangling from his side. Standing in his doorway, he allowed the warm morining sunlight to wash over him, warming the chill from last nights dream that seemed to hang over his body. The courtyard was vacant. He assumed all the other Jedi were busy elsewhere. A confirmation code was sent to comm unit concerning the status of his generators, which were en route to the planet. K'munee sat down with his legs crossed(Indian or Native American style). His mind transitioned into his daily meditation. He began to levitate a few inches from the ground. His mind was in tune with every living thing in close proximity of the courtyard. With his mind focused on healing and rejuvenation, he began bringing life back to the grounds surrounding the temple. Where ever there was a baren plot of land, the ground now sprouted new growth. The dirt was once again fertile. Life would return, at least until the next acid rain or the arrival of the generators, which ever happened first.* "My students, I am ready to continue your training. I would like to extend an invitation to any visiting master or knight to join us, if you so desire?"

* From the outside looking in, you would not believe that DJK was moving so effortlessly through the dust cloud, with his eyes shut. The old Jedi mastered this technique many years ago after being temporarily blinded in an ambush set by Black Sun agents.Seeing.....without seeing. It was not hard to see, if you knew what to look for. "Luminous beings we are", Grand master Yoda was quoted to have said. Luminous or light, which was a representation of the force within you. K'munee continued withhis exercise feeling his two students in the force. Dahar seemed to be tuned in to his presence, as he would turn in his general direction whenever he was in close proximity, but he could not pinpoint DJK precisely. Marius, as expected was different with his approach to facing the challenge. K'munee was able to come within inches of his student, tap his shoulder and move away before he could react. He was aware of the conditions that plagued his student and offered advice on how to focus and overcome the outside stimulus. DJK repeated his taps on the shoulder, at the same spot each time, trying to bring about reaction through repetition. During the last approach, Marius had begun to turn his head a second after he pulled away from him. He is catching on. Time to change up. DJK moved toward Dahar, reducing his own force aura to almost nothing. This made him invisible and undetectable, allowing him to hide behind his other student, Dahar. Projecting his aura on Dahar, he knew Marius would see him and focus on his position. K'munee's movements were precise and measured. He had to maintain concentration on both feats through the force he was controlling. He had made it within a foot away from Marius, standing on his left side, opposite the shoulder he tapped on previous encounters. He threw a punch that was never meant to connect, but give the sensation of almost being struck and to his surprise, Marius caught it. A momentary feeling of happines swept over him as the student had succeeded in his task, though short lived. Marius had countered, sending a punch of his own at his unseen attacker. Reacting from years of training, DJK's focus shifted to the iminent threat of the punch. With force aided reflexes, his hand shot out, with his palm facing outward, delivering a small force push meant to remove the threat from his personal space. Marius flew backwards a few feet, unharmed. The sudden attack and his manipulations of the force, overwhelmed the Jedi master. The dust cloud that hung over the courtyard, settled into the ground, leaving no trace that it ever existed. The sunlight returned, bringing with it heat and humidity. Sweat ran down DJK's brow. His dust covered face showed the trails of moisture left by his sweat.* "Very, very good. Marius, that was an impressive display of your talents." K'munee said clapping his gloved hands. "Dahar, you did well also. You two have earned some rest." K'munee placed his fingers to his temple as though he were reading thoughts and said, " I foresee showers in your future!" The Jedi master laughed thinking that a shower couldn't hurt him either. "Meet me out here, tomorrow morning for more drills. You are dismissed."

*There was some hesitation from Marius. The few times he made an attempt to find hs master, he focused more on using his sight than letting the force guide him. K'munee moved through the cloud, a silohette in the dust that appeared and disappeared at the same time. He would come close enough to his student to pull one of the sdjustments straps on his enviro-suit, then before Marius could react, he was gone.* Marius...focus. Block out everything except the inner voice that guides you. Ignore the dust in your nostrils and the dirt in your throat. These conditions are meant to distract you. Dahar, you can join in if you like?

"Marius!! Your turn." K'munee said as he watched Dahar exit their make-shift sparring ring. *As Marius stepped forward, there was a wierd energy pulsating through the force. The older Jedi knew that it was radiating from Marius because the difference between him and Dahar was comparable to night and day. In his mind, there was a presence. Actually...a few presences had began to manifest on Haruun Kal. He could sense no bad intent from these beings, though he did detect that some had a strong presence in the force. DJK had not given them much thought due to his focus on Dahar's training exercise, but now that he was fully aware, he would keep a mental tab on them. K'munee refocused his attention on Marius, who stood with his hands at his sides, waiting for what would come next. The mud on the ground was completely dry now. DJK tested it by stamping his foot. Each thud from his foot brought up small clouds of brown dust. Satisfied with his findings, he allowed the dust to settle. In what appeared to be a blurr, the jedi master disappeared from the courtyard, as he force jumped into the air. At the peak of his jump he took a moment to observe the landscape, getting a full view of the Jedi temple from above. His descent, gave him that weightless feeling in his stomach as he fell toward the surface. Ten feet above the ground, DJK used a powerful force push that slowed his fall, allowing him to land effortlessly. The fall, combined with the blowback from the close proximity of the force push to the ground caused a cloud of dust, that was large enough to cover the entire courtyard. With a slight touch of the force he held the dust in the air indefinitely.* Marius your exercise will teach you to use the force to see, when your vision has been hindered. I am going to try to strike you through the dust and your task is to try to avoid me. "Shall we begin?" He said, as he tapped Marius on the shoulder from behind, then disappeared into the dust cloud.

*Dahar executed the attack just as K'munee predicted. He briefly remembered that his student told him about his history and skill in the dueling arts. This was the same type of attack he, himself had used when he was a padawan during a sparring session. Dahar's attack had the potential to be a killing strike, but his execution lacked focus. DJK watched the way he moved as the attack began. K'munee focused on his counter attack, letting the force guide him, instead of his instincts. Leaning back a few inches and stepping back slightly on his pivot foot, removed him from the tip of the lightsaber's blade. The stick, he held firmly in his left hand, swung up from his side pushing the silver up and to the left. Moving with force aided speed, he took two steps to close the distance between, slamming his shoulder into Dahar. The Jedi hopeful stumbled backwards, recovering quickly from his master's counter in a defensive stance. Looking down at his stick, K'munee noticed the scorched mark across what would be the blade if it were an actual sword. The fact that it was a stick that deflected the lightsaber attack had not escaped Dahar' s attention either. Grasping the section of the stick that had come in contact with the lightsaber, he checked the stick to make sure it was still usable. He applied just enough pressure to verify that the stick was still useful. The stick left a black stain on his palm, that he wiped off on the pants leg of his enviro-suit. Two test swings and a forward stab with stick through the air confirmed its' combat effectiveness.* "You can relax, Dahar." He said lowering his stick. "This was an exercise in misdirection. I wanted to show you how the force can aid you in self defense. Whether you have a lightsaber or not." With a slight tug from the force, K'munee summoned the lightsaber from his student's hand, surprising Dahar in the process. The hilt flew through the air and came to rest in the waiting hand of its' creator. "Remember what I told you about the force. It is created by life. The force surrounds us and binds us. I tapped into the aura of the force that surrounds the stick, applying that same principle. Since the stick was a branch that was no longer a part of a tree, I had to combine some of my own lifeforce into the stick, to strengthen it's force capabilities." DJK threw the stick above his head, watching it twirl in the air. Igniting his lightsaber, he sliced the stick in half as came tumbling back toward the ground. "See, without my added force influence, the stick doesn't have an aura strong enough use against an energy blade. Understand?" The silver glow from the blade faded away, followed by the trademark sound of a lightsaber powering down.

*DJK's request seemed to catch Dahar of guard. Through the force he could sense some hesitation. It was an odd revelation to stand on the business end of his trusted weapon. He could feel every component of his lightsaber. With his connection to his lightsaber, he could have easily ignited the silver blade through force manipulation, but decided against it. K'munee noticed Marius was taking interest in the event that was about to take place. The Jedi hopeful seemed eager for his turn to take the next step. He thought back on his days of training. All of that pain and frustration, only to find himself standing on the path of discovery with two of his own students.* Marius I will need you for phase two of this exercise. Be ready.

*K'munee paced around the peimeter of the courtyard, kicking rocks of the walkway. A small creature scuried across the path into a thick patch of withered underbrush. Finding a branch on the path, he examined it. Except for a couple of odd bends and a handful of miniture branches protruding from the main body of the branch, it could serve as a proper walking stick. In his mind, he pictured another use for the branch, as he began snapping off the mini-branches. Swinging the stick horizontaly from left to right, the courtyard's silence was broken by the sound of it cutting throught the wind. He held the stick out in front of him in a defense stance similar to a high guard. He closed hs eyes and exhaled deeply, as his body began to go through the motions of his kata. DJK's body moved as though he were in a trance or under a spell. His movement was effortless as his body reponded to years of training and muscle memory. While performing his exercises, he could sense the budding connections to the force of his two padawans. To achieve a greater understanding of their progress, he expanded the circumference of his awareness sphere to cover the entire courtyard. Through the sphere he was in tune with every living thing within it. A stong sense of discovery washed over him. The feeling was strongest coming from Dahar. Marius appeared to be a little harder to read, but the connection was there. He was impressed with how quickly they found their connections to the force. In that moment in time, they were all as one. Their thoughts were now completely open to him. Using the sphere, K'munee gave them a wider glimpse of what the force was. An image began to form of a lush, green environment. A large waterfall filled the background. At the base of it, was a busy fishing town. A child could been seen running and playing with friends. The scene flashes forward to the child standing at the edge of a cliff seperated by a broken bridge. The child leaps from one side of the cliff, landing safely on the other side, leaving his friends in awe. That scene dissolved into an image of the galaxy. In the vision, a massive shadow began to stretch from one side of the galaxy to the other. The temperature inside the sphere had drastically changed. Although their eyes were closed, DJK knew that if he could see that puffs of expelled breath from his body would be visible. He could sense that his students felt the cold, as his own body began to shiver. The vision began to fade, but before it had completely dissloved, he could faintly hear the sound of someone chanting. K'munee opened his eyes, as he had just completed a diagonal slice, ending in a defensive posture. His awareness sphere had been dropped by the break in his concentration. Over his shoulder he could see his two padawan's awaking from their meditations. Tucking the stick under his arm, he walked over to them, helping each of them up from the ground.* "Congradulations!" He said smiling, while patting each of them on the shoulder. "Your first lesson was very successful. Now that you can sense the force, I will now teach you how to use/manipulate the force." "Take this." He said as he gave Dahar his lightsaber. He positioned his baffled student about two feet away from himself and made sure they were far enough to not injure Marius who stood on the side to observe. "When you are ready, activate the silver emmiter switch by your thumb and attack me." K'munee retrieved the stick he had been practicing with earlier and assume a defensive stance across from Dahar.

It was a couple of hours after noon and the bugs native to the planet were out in full force. The bugs were not blood thirsty. They just had a habit of flying in close proximity to his eys and mouth. DJK had read in some data file that the bugs were attracted to the carbon dioxide that humans exhaled. The insects were more of a distraction, than a problem. He knelt down, scooping a hand full of dirt with his gloved hand. Behind him was the sounds of his two padawans approaching from the hanger.Turning to face them, he held out his hand. "There is an unseen energy in our universe. This energy, which we refer to as the force, is created by life." Moving closer to the two young men, he made sure that they could see the contents of his hand. Three small worm crawled through the dirt entering and exiting holes. "The force surrounds us and binds the galaxy together. Those who are able to hear and understand the will of the force, are able to become conduits to it." "The force is said to have two sides, a light and dark side. The Jedi are practitioners with the use of the light side of the force because they use the power of the force for the greater good of the galaxy. In contrast, the Sith are wielders of the dark side. This means they use the force for selfish or destructive gains." He paused briefly to make sure that both Dahar and Marius understood. He dropped the dirt back into the hole from where he previously dug it up and summoned a baseball size rock from the ground using the force. The rock hovered inches above the palm of his hand, rotating slowly. The rock hovered above DJK's head and shattered into a thousand smaller pieces. The fragments fell at his feet. He waved the two padawans over so that they could observe what he had done. The small rock fragment were moving around on the ground, bumping into each other and trying to form a pile. Everytime they seemed to form a mound they would collapse and disperse on the ground. K'munee repeated the exercise three times for the padawans to witness. "What I have shown you is an example of easy it is to destroy something. At the same time, I showed how hard it is to create or recreate what has been destroyed. The essence of the dark side is the easy way. For a greater understanding and mastery over the force, you have to learn to oreserve life." The two young men nodded in unison. "I want you to sit down or kneel, which ever is more comfortable. Then I want you to close your eyes and focus on the force. Feel the lifeforms around you in the trees and the animals. Try to bond with aura of the force that surrounds this planet." ((OOC: In your posts, describe what you sense and feel as you learn to read and interpret the force.))

"I am the only master currently residing at this post." K'munee said. *Looking over his shoulder, behind him, Dahar stood as though he were ready to respond to any threat that may have emerged from the X-Wing. He could tell the young was no stranger to fighting. * DJK considered turning this new padawan away. In the old days, it was forbidden to take on more than one padawan. He was alone out here. The council was on the other side of the galaxy. Ultimately, he decided he would face them when the time came about his decision. "If you wish to train here, I suggest you find a spare enviro-suit and meet me in the courtyard." DJK began walking toward the hangar entrance, with Dahar not far behind him. "By the way, I am Jedi Master K'munee. I hope you are ready."

*DJK stood in the doorway of the temple's main entrance, wearing his enviro-suit. The air was thick. A breeze of hot air dried the beads of sweat that had recently formed on his brow. The rain had finally ceased, but the ground was a dark muddy mess. Walking out into the courtyard, his boots sank deeper in the ground with every step. The heat had turned the damp ground into a dirt pie with a mud topped upper crust. His eager, new padawan ran over to him. Dahar seemed anxious to get started.* "When do we begin?" Dahar asked the Jedi master. *In the distance there was a faint sound. K'munee looked around, searching for the source. The sound grew louder and then it's origin was clear. The sound was from the engines of a X-Wing fighter in the skies above. The ship circled the perimeter as it descended. The X-Wing entered the hangar and landed. DJK motioned for his new padawan to follow him as he jogged over to the area where the starfighter now rested. There was a hooded figure seated in the cockpit, though K'munee could not see his face. Expanding his influence of the force, he searched the ship and pilot for signs of anything that could be a threat. Unable to find any signs of a threat, he stood at a distance that would give him prope reaction time and an overall veiw of the area.* "Can I help you?" DJK asked.

"Dahar, please stand up. I do not wish for you to bow to me." He said. *K'munee place a hand on Dahar's shoulder after he stood and led him down the hallway.* "I have not trained a padawan for a long time. My methods and ideology are unorthodox, but effective." "The galaxy we reside in is a harsh one." DJK said, as he looked at the diagnal scorch marks on the walls of the hallway, where ome great lightsaber duel had taken place. *Stopping in front on Dahar, he made direct eye contact with him* "I will train you in the ways of the force, and I will train you in the art of combat. Go find a functional room and store your things. There is an extra enviro-suit in the hangar. Put it on, then meet me in the courtyard." *DJK gave Dahar a reassuring smile and walked away. He peered out of one of the temple's transparisteel windows, into the jungle. The bushes stirred and a flash of fur could be seen. Some unlucky animal had just become prey for a predator. The Jedi master thought it was odd sight to witness after taking on a new padawan. Maybe it was an omen. Maybe that explains the lingering presence of darkness he sinced a while ago?*

*There was something odd about the young man that stood before the aging Jedi. K'munee relaxed the hand that gripped the hilt of is lightsaber and stod up slowly. The coveralls he wore, were covered in dirt stains, smudges, and a fine layer of dust from his duties. Dusting his hands off as he walked toward the entrance of the dimly lit room where he had been working. DJK sized the young man up. There was some uncertainty in his voice as he asked his questions. But he could hardly blame him. From the outside looking in, he would have mistaken him him from a maintinance man or janitor. The current envirorment of the temple was not one that was very user friendly with traditional Jedi attire. Crossing his arms in front of his chest, a half smile began to manifest on his face. The last thing the young said stuck in his mind: I don't know how, but I can feel the Force in you stronger than anything I've ever encountered. Are you a Jedi? "Yes, I am a Jedi. But only when it suits my purposes." DJK said, narrowing his eyes to apply emphasis. "However, there are times when the tides of darkness overflow the mental flood gates we use to suppress them and give us a glimpse of the shadows we would become if we allowed it to consume us." He said. *He extend his right hand, with the palm facing up and leveled it were the Jedi hopeful would be able to see. The center of his hand began to glow. Small currents of blue electricity surged from the middle of his hands, radiating out to each of his individual finger tips. He slowly closed his hand, as the light was extinguished with a faint glow visible between the creases of his fingers.* Looking at the young man with a raised eyebrow, he said, "Do you still wish to be trained?"