Sarr Koon
Dec 26th, 2002, 01:28:04 PM
The Kel Dor Padawan was sitting in one of the many training rooms in the Jedi Academy. He had his back against the wall and his arms rested on his knees. Several objects were scattered in front of him. For some strange reason, the Kel Dor was lacking in his ability to manipulate objects to do what he wanted. He kept losing his focus and the things he would be trying to lift with the Force would fall. Sarr needed some time to practice this ability.
The Kel Dor reached out one of his clawed hands towards a rather large rock he had brought in. Feeling his senses clear with the aid of the Force, he pushed out his power and surrounded the object. As Sarr raised his hand, the rock rose into the air. Then his mind wavered, his hand flinched, and the rock fell to the cold floor.
Anger flooded him briefly and was subdued with the aid of the Force. Many times this happened while he was doing this and why it happened, Sarr did not know. Perhaps someone could help him...
The Kel Dor reached out one of his clawed hands towards a rather large rock he had brought in. Feeling his senses clear with the aid of the Force, he pushed out his power and surrounded the object. As Sarr raised his hand, the rock rose into the air. Then his mind wavered, his hand flinched, and the rock fell to the cold floor.
Anger flooded him briefly and was subdued with the aid of the Force. Many times this happened while he was doing this and why it happened, Sarr did not know. Perhaps someone could help him...