Alone in the Bacta Tank (Force App)

With Korriban, the ancient home world of the Sith, destroyed, the Sith Order have retreated to the sanctuary of the frozen realm of Zoist.
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Alone in the Bacta Tank (Force App)

Post by Kell Sangros » Wed Sep 20, 2017 1:31 am

Begin Force Level 3 Application

The Acolyte floated in the bacta tank, he had injuries and burns all over his body thankfully none of them were 3rd degree. A result from his encounter and fight with Blood. He had floated in there for awhile, time to him stood still. It did not matter to him. He was aware of his surroundings. He drew upon the Force and followed the currents he had felt that he was at a juncture point. He needed to increase his power. He was ready. He drew himself inward bringing his will to his body he focused hard on the injured cells he could not manipulate them. Not yet but he could feel them in the Force he could observe their repair. Realizing his attempts to manipulate his cells and midi-clorians were futile. The Acolyte would bring his focus to his vitals in an effort to slow them down. He was successful, in one thought he slowed his heartbeat, and his blood flow something he had not been able to do previously. He kept his vitals where they were as He extended his senses outward. The tank, the droid and occupants outside the tank. Everything in the room. The Acolyte brought his senses to the next room, He could feel the occupants as strongly as he could in the room he was in. He then stretched them to outside the room he was able to do this before but he would attempt to go beyond the deck. He could feel the officers and troopers on the deck above him. He wasn’t satisfied he continued to extend his senses outward still. He could feel the presences on the deck. Just as his focus lingered he could feel a disturbance in the Force. The Acolyte brought his attention to the source. A trooper had been killed by a superior officer. The Acolyte continued to extend his senses, he went up another deck, then another. He could sense further than he ever had. He had bring himself back in as it was taxing him. Still, he was encouraged. He slowly willed his vitals to rise back to the normal heartbeat and blood flow rate. Lastly he reached out, he could feel the glass encasing him. With all his willpower he visualized him hitting the glass, of course all that could be heard was a dull thump. He tried again, again another thump. The Acolyte tried a third time. Thump. He would need to explore this aspect of the Force in deeper detail but not now. It was not the time. The Acolyte who now could use the Force effortlessly felt he was about to open a gateway , one that would open new abilities. He could only hope that he was right.

End Force Level 3 Application
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Lord Warvanus
Of the House of Blood
-=The War Bringer=-

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