A step forward(force apps)

[Neive Undant]

Nei-.... Prazutis stepped out of his Headhunter, setting foot on illum once more. He remembered a time he came here, he had been searching to expand his power in the force... but what brought him here this time?

The force had guided him here for a purpose. But what purpose was that?

Prazutis only thought to himself as he approached the temple once more, the entrance shutting him in just as before. He thought as he explored again, taking in the scenery.

"Blast... it's freezing in this place..." It made sense, of course... illum, snow, cold...

STILL.

Prazutis needed a heat source... but there was nothing around at the moment. He needed to make one.

He pulled his leather jacket from his bag that he had worn in the past for what he assumed was undercover missions, and got to work.

(begin force app: Pyrokinesis)
(Word count: 300)
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Prazutis thought for a moment. He could feel the force flowing through him, perhaps he could do something to the jacket through it? He closed his eyes, putting his right arm out to the jacket. He could feel the cold making the hair on his arms stand up... Neive took a moment before he reached out to the air around the jacket, making the air move faster around it. Slowly, the air began to heat up. He could feel the particles moving faster, the air warm. He could use this as a heat source, but the focus he was giving would make it hard to maintain without intense concentration. So, as he continued, he sensed the snow around the jacket melt, and the water soon evaporating. He kept them moving before he brought the air up and streamed it down onto the back of the jacket... hearing a sizzle from the cloth. He could smell smoke as the hot air pushed onto the jacket, and before long, he heard a small bursting noise. He felt a warmth from the jacket... and the force faded slightly, taking a quick minute to rest from the exertion of the new ability.
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Prazutis opened his eyes and saw the flame on the large alliance crest on the back of the jacket. He smiled behind the helmet he wore, standing. His dark blue mandalorian armor that he was given had 2 imperial symbols on the shoulders, and another smaller one on the top left of the chest.
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He thought for a minute as he looked over the growing flame. If he could create fire, could he perhaps manipulate it as well?
He put his hand out, feeling the low flames. He closed his eyes and slowly raised his arm, the flames growing larger and flowing higher than before. He then slowly moved his arm to the side, opening his eyes and watching the flames slowly run down the sleeve of the jacket at his will. He then moved it to the other side, the flames pulling away and exposing the slightly burned cloth and leather of the jacket, before moving to the other side. He then swirled his hand down, watching as the flames dipped and the inside of the sleeve smoked and caught fire as well, however soon they were smothered by the smoke and went out. He then raised his other arm and spread the fire out, until had completely engulfed the jacket, before pulling his arms together and watching the flames return into the crest only.

(end force app: pyrokinesis)
(word requirement: 300)
(word count: 370)
Prazutis thought as he warmed at the fire, slowly... what was his real potential in the force? He had so much power... he just needed to learn to use it.

[Neive Undant]

Prazutis took a moment to look over his accomplishment... since his expansion of knowledge in changing his environment, there were so many more things he could do now... but if he could manipulate fire, he thought, what if he could manipulate material objects?

(Begin force app: telekinesis)
(Word requirement: 500 words)
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Prazutis looked at the jacket on the ground, slowly becoming enveloped in flames. He closed his eyes and put his hand out, feeling the connection to the force through the cloth and leather that came from a living being... now serving but to warm those strong enough to kill the being. Prazutis felt the remnants of life within the clothing... and slowly, he tried to change it.
The energy within the jacket... potential energy. Just as he remembered from koda station. But rather than just making it into kinetic, he needed to add direction and intention to his command. Up, he wanted... and slowly, he envisioned his goal.
The jacket’s energy, acting as a hook as its own energy field lifted it off the ground. Prazutis imagined the field of energy holding the jacket, like a rack holding it for the wearer. And slowly, he opened his eyes and saw the jacket in front of him, the collar holding the rest of it up, the energy field of the jacket keeping it above the ground steadily. Prazutis watched as he thought... rotate it. He held one hand up and with the other, he moved his hand while he envisioned the jacket slowly spiraling, like it was in a display case. And as he watched, slowly the piece of flaming clothing began to do just that, the energy using a slow centripical force to move it. Prazutis could feel the movement around him, the slow focus, the intention behind every movement...
he then let go of the grip he held over the jacket, feeling the connection break and the jacket fell into the snow, a sizzling noise as the flames went out.
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He thought for a moment as he looked over the jacket. Maybe he could try something else? He looked himself over before remembering one item he held. He took out the pommel he had used in his failed attempt at a lightsaber, and thought for a moment. He tossed it up into the air and put his hand out once more, closing his eyes.
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The connection between him and the small metal end had been established quickly, and within his mind, quickly he envisioned the pommel, being held by the belt loop on the end of it, hanging above Prazutis. He opened his eyes and looked at the floating pommel, slowly wading up and down inches at a time as he looked it over. He thought for a moment... could these smaller objects be moved quickly in a direction, maybe even thrown?
He looked at a clear wall in front of him, more rock then liner crystals within. He squinted his eyes and looked at the wall, imagining. All his fury, his anger balling up not into himself, but into the energy field of the pommel. The entropy, the potential energy behind it... and then, seeing the wall, he envisioned that energy sending the pommel into the wall.
And it happened.
The pommel shot right at he wall, burying itself about 6 inches deep in the rock and crystal. Prazutis was slightly calmed after the expelling of such power. That fury, if but only a speck, was outletted through the ability, it seemed...
Prazutis walked to the wall, putting his hand out and slowly, the pommel ripped itself out of the rock, before it jarred loose, flying past Prazutis and falling onto the floor. The power needed to pull it out, Prazutis thought, was easily subject to simple physics. He let his hand rise slowly, the pommel floating in front of him as he walked over and grabbed it, letting his connection break once more

(End force app: telekinesis)
(Word requirement: 500)
(Word count: 540)