| Fiona: "How noble of you, hurting someone that cannot defend himself. Is that how you have survived so long? The rabbits in the forest must be terrified of you..." ~moves closer and glares into his eyes~ Ulic: ~turns back to fiona~ do you think i would waste my time on just any two beings here? do you think i would waste another life doing nothing? ~a smirk passes over his face, not the one of a sith, but of men anywhere~ Fiona: " How the mighty have fallen....does this make you feel stronger?" Ulic: there are reasons i stay, and torment you....~the smirk fades, his face now emotionless~ i will teach you respect, by pain if necessary....your training begins now...make your choice, death...or power Argyyle: feh. i did not ask to be trained by you. **stands, and moves next to his sister** Fiona: " Respect is earned. It is not given lightly. I do not give it lightly." Argyyle: i would not ask to be trained by one who has no honor... nor do i...one must prove himself worthy of such, and neither you, nor father have done so. Ulic: then you choose death? ~turns to the both of them, power beginning to crackle around him. he was drawing heavily now, moreso than before. the twin blades are at his sides, but easily able to move to block.~ you wish to go with those that have honor and no power? then go seek the jedi, be gone, you are worthless, to me, to your father, to the sith. do you ever think the reason he has not trained you is because you are not worthy? what have you done to earn being trained by him? this is the chance you have, death, or training...you will learn as the ancients learned, pain....anger...causing fear....and death...these are your sources of power, for they are everywhere...and your rage is your ally Argyyle: WHEN DID HE EVER GIVE US THE CHANCE TO PROVE OUR WORTH???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we are his children, that alone makes of worthy of his training. Ulic: no, you are wrong Argyyle: if you are going to kill me, do so, otherwise...GO TO HELL Ulic: you earn it, you push for it, you endure pain, neglect, and above all...you seek out things to train with, you fight with eachother, drawing ever more on the force as you go ~blue sparks now form around his hands, he began to... Fiona: " We have always chosen power, and honor is far preferable to cowardly weakness. You have not lived with us these long years, why don't you go find the man you think you know, before you seek to judge us for what we have lived with." Ulic: ...channel more than call the force, he had something he wanted to do to this boy, teach him about power...the time was nearly right...soon... Argyyle: **turns his back on this old fool, and walks away** Ulic: soon he would kill this boy...only to bring him back to life, or so it was supposed to go..~ Argyyle: you may have much to teach me, but i have nothing i wish to learn from you. Ulic: DO NOT WALK AWAY FROM ME ~the voice booms directly into the head of argyyle, the thoughts projected into his very psyche~ Argyyle: **is dropped to his knees by the yell, gets up and continues walking** **stops and waits for his sisters decision** |
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