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"Very well Janlu...Let us begin." Malice activated his saber, the red glow brighter then a laigrek's eye. Drawing his second saber, he placed the two pommels of the dual hilts together, twisting them slightly to lock them into position. The joined blades complimented each other, the red of his sith saber accented and seemed to more resemble fresh blood because of the silver. The bright silver blade reminded him faintly of the silver streams of the Room of a Thousand Fountains. He rarely formed the staff, but Malice had to admit...he missed the feel of it in his hands. He spun the saber staff in his hands, testing the weight, the paths of the two blades flashing and forming an intricate pattern of motions as they were twirled in ever more difficult patterns around his body. "Your own hilt has the capability of separating as well, just as mine do. The ability will serve you well in the training and battles to come. Niman has two important factors. The first is that it does not focus on a single aspect of the dangers you face, instead using motions from every style that was founded before it, balancing the weaknesses of one with the strength of another. This is advantageous...in many ways it is similar to my modified Juyo style, but keep in mind that this is a style of balance. While you will not have any weaknesses in any particular aspect of combat, neither will you have advantages. Also against a practitioner using the same style that you are currently using in a duel, you will be at a disadvantage. Not quite as quick, fluid, or skilled then one who has studied the style exclusively. The second is Jar' Kai. Jar' Kai is the use of two sabers in combat or, in your case, the use of a saber staff. Mimic my motions and we shall begin." Malice began to move, first dropping into a stance without much form, both hands firmly grasping the saber staff in his hands. Moving slowly so that Janlu could understand his motions, he stepped forward, spinning the hilt in his hand to bring the silver blade forward and slashing the air before him, the blades humming as they moved. Allowing the momentum of his strike to spin the blades as he ended his strike, he spun, striking through the air 7 more times before he altered his footing. Gradually adding more and more intricate motions to the kata he was doing doing, he watched Janlu through the force. He marveled at the way she moved, so lithe and agile. Her demeanor seemed that of an accomplished and skilled duelist, and Malice was already very proud of the progress his Apprentice was making. He found himself wondering as they proceeded through the training, a light sheen of sweat coating his body as the patterns became more demanding, why she had chosen Niman as her style of preference. From how well she was learning what he was offering, he would have been thrilled to teach her Juyo. She would make a skilled practitioner of the style. Certain emotions and thoughts he allowed to be sensed only for a brief moment before he hid them away again as they continued. Malice wondered what she was thinking, but at this point he would not pry into his apprentices thoughts out of respect, but his curiosity remained interested in what she thought of his feelings.

Riza Faces His opponent trying to refresh his mind back to shii-cho Realizing how long it has been since he last used it he readies as instructed and silently waiting for his opponent to strike first.

are you talking to me?

Sion walks in and stands leaning against the door frame watching the others as they train.

Sion stands there looking around the room for a moment, then he directs his attention to Janlu

Sion: "don't let me interfere with your training. I'm just here to observe, for now."

He stands up a little straiter, slightly eager

Sion: "unless you would like a small duel."

Sion grins demonically, and turns to Riza "as you wish." He draws his lightsaber and flings it at Riza, then draws another and charges.

Janlu shook her head at the spectacle, "boys...always with violence." then she was thrown aback by all that flashed before her eyes. It all happened rather suddenly and yet transitioned so well as if nothing happened. She took a moment gather her senses, but Janlu couldn't help but tilt hear head in curiosity and smile with confusion. She didn't know whether to take his hand or simply follow him and she was also uncertain of how or what to answer. Janlu couldn't help but stand there baffled and silent with nothing but a nervous smile to express her confusion.