001 ➳ audio + action.

[sinuosity]

Who: Nyssa.
Broadcast: Fleetwide audio.
Action: Around the Marsiva
When: 1/11.

[ A woman's voice, British-accented, commanding, level, says, ]

I am Nyssa, daughter of Ra's al Ghul. I intend to exact justice from our captors, these — Atroma. We are not playthings, and we will not be caged forever.

I will be indebted to those who fight beside me. [ a beat ] If you intend to stop me, your defeat is not only likely, it is inevitable.

[ and the audio clicks off, but a few seconds later on again, ]

If anyone knows how to remove these implants, I would be doubly grateful.



[ Nyssa is prowling about the ship, peering into empty or unlocked rooms, in the common areas. There must be something here she can appropriate as a weapon. Her bow isn't enough. ]





[ When she finds nothing, she returns to the gym, and can be found in her League uniform (sans weapons), either meditating or going through sword kata. ]

Comments

[sinuosity]

[ Nyssa's waiting for her in the gym — Ahsoka doesn't know what she looks like, and she's spent the whole day in here anyway. ]

Ahsoka? I am Nyssa.

[ The empty scabbards, quiver, and compound bow sit on the bench, along with two bottles of water. ]

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka pads over after taking her shoes off. She seems to have cheered up in the interim between their conversation.]

Hey. Ready to go at it?

[sinuosity]

Born that way.

[ She wastes no time. As soon as Ahsoka's on the mat, Nyssa attacks. Her movements are fluid, laced with calm precision, and utterly silent, even the swish of the robes is barely audible. She weaves, with a few direct strikes, in and out. And she likes to stay almost wholly on the offensive, using her size and speed. ]

[resnipstance]

[If Ahsoka were a normal person, that might have taken her by surprise.

But she's not. It's like Nyssa said-- she is Jedi. And there's no time she feels more like it than when the world narrows down to just her and the opponent.

Their fight styles are similar, she notes. Ahsoka too relies on speed and accuracy over brute strength, darting in and out like lightning. She matches Nyssa block for block and blow for blow easily, her grin getting fiercer. She has to hand it to her-- Nyssa is good for a baseline human. She's actually feeling the exertion and having to concentrate, and there aren't many baseline humans who can force her to do that.]

[sinuosity]

[ Nyssa hasn't heard her father's voice during her training in a while now — she's expected to be the perfect killer and she is. Has been for a long time. It's why she has barely any defensive moves that aren't standard — no one survives the attack. ]

[ It's obvious, however, that they're more than evenly matched, Ahsoka only ahead because of her superior speed. When Nyssa feels her muscles scream — they've been at it for a solid forty five minutes — she steps away. ]

Impressive.

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka's actually sore and panting herself by the time they break apart, and she's equally impressed.

She gives a small bow to Nyssa in the Jedi style-- a closed fist covered by an open palm, meeting together at her chest as she inclines her head downwards. A gesture of respect.]

Thank you. You're fairly impressive yourself.

[She looks back to where she left her boots and water bottle at the entrance and reaches one hand out, summoning her water over to her hand in a gesture so casual it's as if she doesn't think about it.]

[sinuosity]

[ She bows as well, right hand closed into a fist, covered by the left. And she eyes the telekinetic display with some wariness, more curiosity. Ahsoka is from a galaxy far far away. ]

I have never seen that before. What did you do?

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka takes a drink before answering.]

Oh-- I manipulated the Force.

[And before she asks, because she knows this is going to be the next question:] The Force is the energy that's all around us. Everywhere you go-- it's the energy that's flowing through the universe. Through you and through me, binding us all together.

[sinuosity]

I see. This is something you're born with, or you learn?

[resnipstance]

Both. You have to be born with a certain sensitivity to the Force. But without the proper training, even those who are born strong in the Force wouldn't be able to use it properly.

[sinuosity]

Again, the world is far bigger than I imagined.

[resnipstance]

It could just be that it's too early for your world... I mean, my galaxy is an old one, compared to the others I've heard represented here. It was thousands of years before the people in my galaxy learned they could manipulate the Force. Even if Force sensitives are being born, without someone to train them, it would be meaningless.

[sinuosity]

That is possible. We do not yet have space travel, let alone knowledge of extraterrestrial life.

[resnipstance]

Hmmm. What about empaths? People who seem to intuitively know what emotion others around them are feeling, beyond what seems normal? Or... people who can accurately predict the future, or seem to know instantly when someone close to them has died?

[sinuosity]

[ She hums. ]

There are rumors of a man that can run faster than the speed of sound, or control the weather... it's not impossible clairvoyants are among them.

[resnipstance]

Huh.

Sounds like applications of the Force to me.

[sinuosity]

We will see.

Do you wish to spar regularly? I confess I'm not certain what to do with my time here.

[resnipstance]

... It would be an honour, Nyssa.

[And she means it.

But also, she has so much restless energy these days to burn off she doesn't know what to do with it all. So. There's that, too.]

[sinuosity]

[ She smiles and there is nothing wicked or sharp about it, just sincere. ]

Then, at this time, tomorrow?

[resnipstance]

You got yourself a date.