Tola's courage was to be recognized, and she tried to face the Jedi Master's gaze as best she could in a brief attempt to become one with her friend. And despite his aplomb, Komari felt these emotions and his discomfort.
She gently placed her on the shoulder to reassure her "it's nice of you but listen to it. We have things to talk about. ?
Tola cast a reluctant glance at her before nodding and slipping away. Once she was certain that she was gone, she redirected all her attention to the Jedi Master.
"Now that she is gone, we can let go of pretense," she said, "I hope you don't expect me to abide by all the rules of your order. I had warned the Council, I will remain who I am even if it should shock you. ?
"And we agreed that you should try to adapt. And so far I don't think you've made much effort. Windu retorted with his arms still crossed, "I recognize that you are right on some points, the use of force is a solution. But this is not the solution that we must teach our initiates. This is not the solution you have to address for every problem. ?
He pointed to the sword he had at his hip, "This weapon, as you describe it so well, is indeed a means of negotiation, but it is a means that the Jedi must use sparingly or let themselves be drawn into a spiral of violence. You are not ignorant of violence, so you know where the limits are that should not be crossed. ?
Komari didn't answer, preferring to see where to take this conversation, part of her was surprised to see the Jedi Master partly agreeing with her. She also had to recognize his approach, his use of violence, an approach that she knew but did not currently think about in order to be able to implement.
"Although a large part of the moral and virtue courses is, I understand, indigestible, they are necessary to understand the limits that must not be crossed and the rules that we must hold onto. Your honesty and all your honor I recognize you, but I think your motivations for using violence are biased. And particularly dangerous in the current context, you are no longer on the Nar Shadda, everything here is not just about breaking or being broken. ?
Komari tilted her head to the side, and then again he was right, so far she had solved most of the problems she had encountered with initiates through violence. Certainly a controlled violence, but a violence nonetheless.
"You know, it's hard to forget reflexes, and the atmosphere in the temple doesn't help at all. There are too many pretenses, empty smiles. So far I have mostly felt distrust and rejection towards me, probably because of my use of the dark side I admit. she replied, smiling, "then do not be too surprised if I answer to provocations in my own way, and answer honestly your moral examinations ." I haven't even been here six months and you already want me to look like any insider. She screamed her last words louder than she would have liked as she spread her arms.
Windu frowned at his statements, he remained thoughtful for a moment before correcting himself.
"Our welcome was indeed not entirely cordial, this is a point that we will review and indeed to judge at the level of the other initiates following in such a short period of time within the order was ill-advised, I apologize."
Komari nodded to him in thanks, they had cleared up a good part of the problem and the fact that he acknowledged that there had been mistakes or haste was quite honest on his part.
She was beginning to think that the stoic Jedi master with the bald head might be more accommodating than people said.
"Now that this point has been clarified, we will return to the use of violence," he said, lighting his lightsaber in a movement she hadn't even noticed.
Two feelings were arguing with her, on the one hand was slightly terrified to see a Jedi Master firing his gun with her in the room alone. If the latter wanted to kill her and hide the body would have been quickly done, that's what she would do...
And being one of those who had voted against her integration, this kind of action on her part made her suspicious.
Another part of her, the one mixed with her seeds of madness and her voices, howled with joy. His mind told him that this master was a real threat with a sword in his hands and that he absolutely had to face him.
She quickly chased away her thoughts to concentrate.
"Why did you draw your weapon?"
The Jedi Master pointed the blade at the ground slightly forward, "Because I'm going to show you the limits of the use of violence and I want to see your potential."
Despite all this attempt to control himself, a big smile appeared on Komari's face.
She was going to face one of the best sabre fencers of her generation. It was going to be a most rewarding experience for her, the voices in her head were screaming with joy when she drew her saber.
Until now she was rarely able to train intensely with an opponent, Plo Koon had learned her lesson and fear that she would have to face Yaddle for this he held back his blows or refused too intense commitments.
Master Tyvokka was not interested in a duel, he mainly taught him the ways of force.
As for Tola, although she is gifted, Komari could not lash out at her without risking hurting her.
Komari delivered three blows with great speed, which Windu dodged by backing up and then changing direction.
She quickly recovered herself by trying to target his legs in order to reduce his mobility as she had been taught.
This time, the master effortlessly unleashes his attacks before launching into a relentless counterattack that took her by surprise.
She herself had to back off while parrying the attacks, strangely the Jedi Master's movements were not particularly fast, they always arrive at the right time enough for her to be in danger.
The most terrifying thing was the mass of her blows, she felt like she was being hit by a hammer every time she appeared.
If Plo koon was at his level a terrifying opponent, he was nothing against Windu who was a much more implacable opponent.
It was like facing a Tank that was slowly moving forward while delivering powerful blows. Komari tried to throw a force thrust on his leg to destabilize him.
He responded with a thrust of the same intensity and much wider that pushed her back two meters.
Undeterred she leapt to deliver a broken shot downwards, her shot was parried again but foreseeing this she did a pirouette to find herself behind him.
This movement forced him to roll to the side to avoid a back attack that passed very close.
Unfortunately for her, this genre of techniques only worked once.
After two minutes she was swimming, drenched in sweat and out of breath, her clothes showed small traces of burning, a sign that the sword had passed right by.
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Those of his opponent were intact.
It was reaching its limits.
As she looked at her opponent whom he was waiting for, she had a kind of vision, like a filter, modeled on reality.
She saw her opponent but also other indistinguishable forms such as ghosts, the latter and repeating various sword movements that she recognized as the Vaapad.
The Vaapad was one of the hardest forms to master with the makashi, with the difference that the Vaapad required him to draw deeply into his emotions at the risk of often being overwhelmed by them.
One of the doctrines of the Vaapad was to dominate violence before being dominated by it.
It was the first time she had seen such a vision modeled on reality, normally she would either see the ghosts of her family or she would be deep into these visions. Never before had a lucid vision.
She was far from mastering the very basics of this form, but she could imitate certain movements to try to destabilize her opponent.
Closing her eyes, she focused on her visions, ignoring her opponent, drawing from within herself from these emotions.
Windu hesitated, surprised to see the young initiate in front of him take a guard that was very familiar to him. And to say, the initiate and the master had a totally similar guard like a perfect mirror.
He saw despite all the many flaws in this imitation of his guard but it continued to surprise him, it was certain that the young initiate had never studied or seen a practice of Vaapad.
Stranger still, he felt Komari's strong emotions shrink until they became imperceptible, without much fluctuation, which was again surprising for an initiate.
Komari's assault surprised him because there too he took up all the movements of the vaapade, He seems extremist a series of blows.
She twirled around him without letting him respite. Slowly, Windu was pushed back to the end of the training ground by Komari, whose mind kept madly ordering him to go faster and faster.
She had to surpass herself, go beyond her current condition to go ever further.
In this exchange she felt good like when she had faced Plo koon, all her senses were alert capturing the smallest details, the slightest sensations.
She slowly felt that she was one with the vaapad, it was as if her consciousness was melting into her movements, it was an exhilarating sensation.
It was on fire with exaltation.
But if his opponent had been surprised, he quickly recovered from the shock, pushing it back in a great movement before attacking in turn. The latter's instinct told her that she could go even further by drawing deeper into her emotions.
It was at this moment that she perceived the dangerous limit which, once crossed, was not likely to overwhelm her, immersing herself totally in her emotions at that moment was enticing but she might not get out of it.
Instead, she decided to change tactics, after another affectionate battle she sent her saber in the direction of the Jedi. Windu saw the sword fly towards his head, dodged it in extremis only to see Komari kick him jump right in the plexus.
He turned on himself to cushion the blow while at the same time seeing his opponent walking in the distance. She rolled to the ground before getting up and taking advantage of the inertia to continue her attack.
The Jedi was not to be outdone, she grabbed him by the arm to try a submission hold from which she escaped in an extreme in turn.
Unfortunately for her, Windu was also a master of martial arts, far surpassing the level of her Jedi counterparts.
And if Komari and your skilled in unarmed combat, she was far from being able to face such an experienced and alert person.
Despite the level differential, it is with pleasure that she will be in the battle.
Komari Found herself on the ground once again, it was the 10th or 11th time she had bitten the dust to her displeasure.
Windu gave her absolutely no respite and no opening, every time she tried to surprise him he responded with a blow or a submission hold.
The only time she had been able to put him in danger was when she had tried the villainous blows as they were called, it was simply hitting the places where it hurts, the private parts, the eyes, the throat and the fingers.
Unfortunately, he had turned his tactics against her by succeeding in a humiliating submission hold with his index finger followed by a blow to the throat that he spat out for a good 5 minutes.
As she stood up once again to face him, she was surprised, she felt a presence in the force, a presence that she had not felt coming until now.
Looking back at the sight of Yoda who was sitting quietly watching their fight, how long had he been there, she didn't know anything about it and it worried her.
Being used to feeling the people around them, it was a disturbing surprise for her to be able to perceive his presence only with difficulty.
With this discovery in a strange sense of danger invaded her, not being able to perceive the master meant who could be a threat and that there was nothing she could do about it.
If she sensed a threat like Windu, in the face of which she could do nothing head-on, she would take the opportunity to flee. But in front of the small green meter, he needed all his concentration to be able to feel his presence.
"Surprised by my presence, you are. Feel me despite everything you can. Fascinating, fascinating. said the little green master, waving his ears. She had been around Yaddle enough to know that in this species the ears were very expressive.
"I felt you but much too late for my taste, in some situations it could be fatal to me," she growled, still uncomfortable.
"No harm we want you, curious I am, strange and strength in you and a lot to learn you have." the old master's gaze fell on Windu whose one of the rounds he was almost torn off from their fight "potential you have."
He then motioned for them to continue, in front of the presence of the honorable master she felt her opponent hold back and with a certain pleasure she took the opportunity to lash out in front of him.
Who was she to refuse the opportunities that were offered to her.
Despite all her efforts her opponent remained a master far too powerful for her, the fight ended when she rolled once again on the ground without being able to get up.
She had broken her nose, one of her cheekbones was bleeding, she was afraid of having a cracked rib. Komari was proud to have managed a nice blow of the ball I will cause a bleed in Windu's lips.
"Enduring you are," Yoda congratulated her as she struggled to her feet, with a gesture repeated many times she replaced her nose and spat a trickle of blood on the ground without taking her eyes off her former opponent.
"I'd say narrow-minded," Windu interjected, before reluctantly continuing, "but she's a far higher level than her comrades, and some Jedi would be surprised if they weren't careful."
Her only answer was to stick her tongue at him before deciding that sitting still would be a better option because her head was spinning a little too much.
"Understood, she has the limit of violence I think. Interesting is your martial practice, many styles you use. The big-eared Jedi Master remarked.
The latter remained thoughtful for a moment before continuing, "Anarchic, chaotic, your mastery is. Still uneven his masteries. ?
Komari in the sense of eyebrows is a sign that she understood absolutely nothing of the master's explanations.
"What Master Yoda means is that you are already trained in certain arts, so you have a very different mastery than what is taught in the order," Windu explained, wiping the blood from his lip, "even so, you still have a lot of room for improvement, and you also have to unlearn things like killing or using violence. On the other hand, I must congratulate your instinct, even overwhelmed by events, you react as you should. ?
It is true that where as a padawan of her age simply tried to reproduce the movements taught within the order, she preferred to experiment according to her instinct, knowing full well that a situation would not be the same.
The fact that she was able to control the scope and violence of these threat-commensurate attacks she faced had largely allayed Windu's concerns.
He was still embarrassed by the latter's lack of hesitation to land incapacitating or dangerous blows, but he was rather happy with his self-control.
"Brute, powerful is the strength in you, the more refined we must." The old master with the big ears had a soothing and compassionate look "Your pain I feel, haunt you are I know it when you will be after you will be able to talk about it by listening I will be. And time will be needed. He approached and his small hand rested on her, strangely, a feeling of calm invaded him, partly chasing away Nar shadda's voices and pain.
She looked at him with a mixture of astonishment, thanks and concern, she didn't really understand what he had just done.
She took advantage of this calm for a brief moment.
"Master Windu, in the absence of Master Dooku, he will take charge."
She looked at Windu and then Yoda before returning to Windu and Yoda again "him and me? I thought it was a joke, I don't give a week before we try to kill each other. She replied honestly.
Surprisingly Windu nodded in agreement with Komari, he and she were too different in many ways to be compatible. And even though he recognized the duty of teaching all initiates and the charge his former friend had given him, he preferred to keep an eye on her sooner than to have her with her.
He wasn't sure he would be able to contain his composure in front of her forever.
Yoda chuckled "very similar in many ways you are. Your violence, he will channel the force, he will teach you. ?
"It's going to make people jealous already that others don't like me, you're putting me in a hell of a mess." she complained with a sigh, already feeling the dark gaze of the other initiates on her and their silent judgment.
She smiled as she imagined Tola's flabbergasted reaction when she told him the news, getting this girl out of her impassibility was her favorite pastime.
"I think you're healthy, Komari, to ignore it, they don't have your experience or your character," Windu growled, "Between us, your movements with the sword and in hand-to-hand combat are..." unorthodox and surprising for someone your age. Who to train you? ?
The question was legitimate for a master like him but it was difficult for her to answer, a good part of her mastery came from the many hours she had spent training in the various weapons rooms. As for the rest of these skills, it came from her mind and she still didn't understand the ins and outs.
She finally confessed how she had tried by all means to become stronger to protect the rest of her family. And how she had spent those days between flying and training, she showed them her hands, which, despite Yaddle's care, remained scarred by the scars they had made from training.
She even explained to them how she had met these two main fencing masters, Balk and Rogna. It was through them that she had learned the main weapon masteries such as the traditional Mandalorian martial arts and the Trandoshan fighting arts of Thrar'bar and Thrar'dar, the ways of the sword and the staff.
"Indeed, this partly explains your mastery. I told myself that I had recognized some movements of Mando'a marev mixed with other movements that I don't recognize. ?
"I'm innovating, not bad meat either, I didn't expect so much resistance," she replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"Hear you well, I can feel it," Yoda smiled at them, tapping the ground with his cane.
Komari and Windu gave each other a strange look, feeling that they could not escape the master's attention and that they would have to make an effort to put up with each other.
As Yoda left the training room, Windu questioned her about her mastery of the vaapad, asking her if it was Plo koon who had taught her certain moves.
Komari hesitated for a moment, not really knowing how to answer, she hadn't yet understood what had happened at the time. In the end, it was decided to leave the answer open, on the pretext that it was the work of force that had guided these movements, which was not far from the truth.
Although skeptical of this explanation, he did not look any further.
Following this exchange, she asked Windu to accompany her back to the infirmary. The latter accepted without suspecting that she had set the ultimate trap for him.
A trap that closed when Yaddle's life arrived in a bad state, it was when Yaddle's gaze fell on Windu that the latter understood that the initiate had set a diabolical trap for him. He even wondered if she wasn't worthy of a Sith.
After this event, Komari's schedule changed overnight, no more training with the Snake Clan except for general classes, instead Windows and Yoda taught him the voices of order. Both put this magazine also of his learning to sword and strength.
As expected, it didn't help it at all, the fucking nation was already unflattering to the other initiates, thanks to the Council of Masters and preferred to ignore them royally.
Only Tola, in my opinion, apparently nothing to do, although she felt her over-excitement and astonishment in the heart of the force.
Having decided not to stray from her only friend within the Komari clan, she did her best to train with her regularly in addition to these mandatory workouts.