Oriadin
Jul 17th, 2002, 05:01:01 AM
Oriadin had got up early on this fine morning and was feeling in great shape. He looked out of the window of his room and saw the sun glaze back at him. It wasnt the warmest but with the sun out it wouldnt take long to heat up nicely.
He got washed and dressed, in his usual Jedi robes. Had a quick bite to eat and made his way to the Academy. He took a small sack with a metal pole, a book and some lunch inside it. It had been some time since he last did some force work so he decided to practise today. He came to an empty room, entered and switched on the light. It was a smallish room with tables and chairs dotted about. He made his way to the front desk and opend the sack he was carrying and emptied the contents. After spreading them out a little he sat on a chair just a few feet away.
He sat comfortably and began soothing his breathing. In through the nose, out through the mouth. He was feeling very relaxed and was allowing the force to flow freely through him. He was aware of most of the things in the room around him. He concentraited his thoughts on the pole. Using a techneque his Master had taught him it began to glow. Not very brightly but it was noticable. Gradually it was getting brighter and brighter and the strain was soon shown on the Padawans face.
The pole was glowing reletivly bright and Oriadin had managed to regain his composure. He was improving at this all the time. He decided to take it a step further and the pole began to lift off the table.
He got washed and dressed, in his usual Jedi robes. Had a quick bite to eat and made his way to the Academy. He took a small sack with a metal pole, a book and some lunch inside it. It had been some time since he last did some force work so he decided to practise today. He came to an empty room, entered and switched on the light. It was a smallish room with tables and chairs dotted about. He made his way to the front desk and opend the sack he was carrying and emptied the contents. After spreading them out a little he sat on a chair just a few feet away.
He sat comfortably and began soothing his breathing. In through the nose, out through the mouth. He was feeling very relaxed and was allowing the force to flow freely through him. He was aware of most of the things in the room around him. He concentraited his thoughts on the pole. Using a techneque his Master had taught him it began to glow. Not very brightly but it was noticable. Gradually it was getting brighter and brighter and the strain was soon shown on the Padawans face.
The pole was glowing reletivly bright and Oriadin had managed to regain his composure. He was improving at this all the time. He decided to take it a step further and the pole began to lift off the table.