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Post by yoda on Feb 27, 2012 20:03:24 GMT -5
Yoda is sitting in the middle of the training room, alone, and meditating. He is waiting for anyone to practice dueling with him, to improve their skills. Once their skills have improved, Yoda will train another padawan, but a sith is not welcomed. Yoda is sitting down, has his weapon on his waist. Now is the time to wait for a padawan or two, or ten.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2012 21:16:57 GMT -5
Captain Richard was in a sour mood. It had been busy day for him; then again, a busy night as well. He was taking care of a few casualties that needed to be moved to this location due to lack of space. As much as it was beautiful and he enjoyed the building, he was in too much of a bad mood to be of any good company.
A brother had died in his care... again. The wounds were bad, there was no doubt about it, but after trying to restart his heart for the ninth time, it just wouldn't go. He had spent all night and half the day running about trying to save him. There it went, wasted.
Frustrated, hurt morally, and disgusted with himself, Richard walked the hallways. He was troubled; his failures always making him in an irratable mood. The past dwelled over his head like a heavy cloud. He needed to burn off steam.
He took a quick turn to a room, not even paying attentionn to where he was going. Anywhere seemed better at the moment. He entered the room, and spotted the General sitting in the center. He froze instantly, then turned to leave. Oops.
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Post by yoda on Feb 28, 2012 18:05:24 GMT -5
Yoda uses the force to close the doors shut, right before the captain could leave. Then Yoda opens up his eyes, stands up, and gets his cane. Then he walks slowly towards the Captain and brings out his lightsaber. He ignites it that fills the room with a green glow. Then he pointed his lightsaber towards the clone, trying to test his bravery.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2012 19:08:11 GMT -5
Richard nearly ran strick smack into the door. He pressed a hand against it, surprised at it's sudden closure. Turning around, he watched the General wake. His frustration and disppointment seemed to drip off of him, making the captain feel sluggish and clouded. It took him a little bit to notice the General approaching.
His eyes lit up as the lightsaber flashed into existance.
"Whoa... WHOA! Hey! I'm sorry I interrupted you nap! Geez!"
He stuttered while raising his hands appologeticly by his shoulders. He was taken aback about entering the room in the first place. The medic made a mental note to not wake up General when they're sleeping.
Richard had seen the damage those weapons could do. He had seen many a trooper killed from either General Grievous or Ventress; they were wounds no one recovered from. Richard had no intention on loosing a hand... or his head for that matter.
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Post by yoda on Feb 28, 2012 19:15:45 GMT -5
Yoda turns his lightsaber off and puts it away. Then Yoda said calmly, "Passed the test, you have, captain. Napping I was not, meditating, I was meditating. Difference there is. Now that, here, you are, train you, I will, to improve your skills. But first, let go of anger, you must. Hmmmmmm."
Then Yoda sits down on his chair, awaiting for the Captain's reply.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2012 19:24:05 GMT -5
The clone captain watched the lightsaber disappear.
"Test?
Richard tried to say something, but his mouth flapped uselessly. Training?! That would be nice, yeah... phft. What else could he do? He had as much training as he needed in his field, and he was good at it. There wasn't much more he needed.
"Let go, let GO?! General, he's DEAD. Gone! Ka-put! Toodles, Ta ta! I failed, again!" The captian added his recent failure, the poor brother he wasn't able to save. It wasn't the first, and it certainly wasn't going to be that last.
"I dunno 'bout you General, but those are my brothers I can't save. I tried for over 24 hours and he still---" His mouth flapped again, his hands trying to express his thoughts. "--UUAAAGGH." He dropped his hands in failure.
He paused, taking a deep breath and exhauling loudly. He felt a little better, now that the weight was off his chest. But still...
"Satisfied?" He muttered.
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Post by yoda on Feb 28, 2012 19:36:56 GMT -5
"Even the best soldier needs training, captain. Let your anger cloud your thoughts, do not. I know that, upset, you are because you have lost your friends. but let it control you, do not. If to control your anger you learn, focus more and perhaps you can prevent a minimum number of deaths, you will. Yes, hmmm."
Yoda then paused as he remembers Jedi members die right before his eyes.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2012 23:17:49 GMT -5
Captain Richard bit his lip. The general was right, he was acting foolish over this. He had saved hundreds of lives, and will save thousands more. He couldn't let one make him so upset. He took a deep steadying breath. He had remembered his training a while back, the way the medical books had told him that the mental state of the medic made the difference. A calm relaxed mind was a focused mind; a stressed over worked mind overlooked details and caused deaths.
The captain opened his eyes and took off his helmet. He tucked it under his left arm and studied the General for a moment. Focus and prevent the number of deaths.
"Yes General..." He agreed at last, still in a semi-thinking state.
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Post by yoda on Feb 29, 2012 17:07:06 GMT -5
"Improved, you have. See it now, you must. Training, you need. Received it, you have. mediate, i will resume. leave, you will. Goodbye"
Yoda then uses the force to unlock the door and let the clone leave in peace. Then Yoda accidentally drops his cane, putting his hand on his head, looking bad. There was something wrong here. There was a disturbance in the force. Then he stops the Captain, saying, "Captain, stay here, you must, disturbance in the force, there is."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2012 10:15:48 GMT -5
Captain Richard was amazed. He had come here frustrated, and now he was leaving relieved. The weight had been lifted and the Captain felt he could run for miles, or atleast head back to the medbay they had set up here. A small smile returned to his face. Huzzah!
He turned to leave until he heard a small thump.
Looking over his shoulder, Richard spotted the General. One moment he was fine, next thing you know he's looked green...er then usual. The captain flew to his side, setting his helmet down and studied the General's face.
"General?"
The trooper didn't know much about the force, but he did know health. He didn't look good, that was one thing for sure.
"What's wrong?"
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