The Dark Academy on Korriban

"We'll have to get to work on it then," he replies. "That's a lot of rituals. You'll turn me into an expert yet."

"I hope you've zhe constitution for it. Und zhe stamina."

"You teach me your little gift from this morning and we can share stamina," he says with a wink. "I would like to know what that tastes like."

"True, und true masters are able to accomplish a great deal more zhan my meager powver can marshal at zhe moment. Ve could grow ztronger just from zhe act, enforcing our vill und body."

"In time."

"You know... that sounds like a rather pleasing way to increase one's power. Like you asked earlier... I think I'd rather die trying." He smiles at her.

"It takes great dedication to channel zuch force of zhe Dark Side. Time to learn, practice vith zhe art. Ewen I hawe only just begun to unlock zuch secrets zhrough my communion."

"I have faith in my ability to dedicate and learn," he replies with hard intense eyes. "The pain will likely be excruciatingly infatuating but if it is as effective as you say, and I believe you, it would be worth it."

"Zometimez study of zhe Umbră-Ușoară iz tedious und repetitive, filled vith failure und inner doubt. To learn zome of zhese secrets ve must accept zhat time may be zhe requirement, not merely exertion und passion. Zhat iz among zhe first zhingz zhat ve are taught as children among zhe Farro. Patience. Infinite patience."

"Despite my apparent drive for conflict, I can be more patient than I appear. That comes with pilot training. Time is what it took for me to learn to love the void rather than fear it's cold embrace. While it would be an ignominious death there would be comfort for me in slowly perishing from dehydration, starvation or suffocation out in the vast emptiness."

"Zhat it may," she nodded. "But zhe hour groves late. Perhapz it iz time for ewening meal. Zurly you vould escort me. It vould be rude to allow a lady of a regal Sith House to dine alone."

"Absolutely. If we were back at the academy I'd treat you to a meal at the cantina. But I believe they've only brought delicious nutrient paste for us to the camp." The red half-human stands and offers a hand to Jun-Tso. "My lady."

She takes it and rises, her robes falling into place as her veil drifted on the light breeze. "I hawe eaten zhe raw flesh of many a beast und imbibed poisons. Beliewe me, I know vhat a delicacy nutrient paste can be."

"Yes," he says with a nod and smile. "It was standard issue for long training missions in the cockpit."

He then leads her off to the encampment for a bit of delicious paste.

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