Ceru V, Unknown Regions

Soo Ani knew the others were going to shape their crystals, it was quick to shap it in some manners and true you could be more sure of what you were getting, but he had little want to make it any differently than his crystal. He had found it in the caves as a Jedi, as so many did, but his was not just found in the cave wall or growing as a stone In the cave water had dripped and formed a stone stalag tightght. He had felt it there, deep within the stone's center and it felt right for him, there were others, some stronger in power others that seemed to be better for making a concentrated blade, this one though had a fault in it, a small crack, but despite that focused the weapon. His instructor warned him it may overload because of it, but it felt right to him. With that there had been no more argument. Now it was clear why He sensed well the world in the present and in the future, each was always there when he was mindful of it. The crack could be split if done right and the crystal, left might be the right shape for the narrow blade he had chosen.

In the practice field for lightsabers, Soo settled down to meditate. Floating the pieces of the lightsaber apart, he let each gently lower to the ground. The crystal he held floating before him and glowing slightly with the resonating energy within it, that still there from the last time he had charged the blade. The crystal flared to life, then dimmed down as he began to reshape it that energy bleeding out leaving just the kyber crystal there floating before him. It would be hours before he was finished, the crystal cracked from the time it had been made pulled and turned pulled and turned, each pull of the force on the crystal separating it a little more along the tiny crack. When he was finished his lightsaber would float up once more, and through use of the force be assembled into the new weapon. His hand turning the switch would activate the blade and show the think katanna like light of the Grey knights symbolism.

Fang nodded. This was something she could do without instruction.

She ignited her light sabers and moved calmly through several kata. She was an artist, never missing a thrust as she paced through the forms. Fang hadn't been lying when she suggested trading with the traders for sculptures. It was easy to imagine her dextrously chipping away at a solid chunk of rock.

As the number of bodies increased, it became apparent that Fang was selecting her victims. She ignored and dodged away from the larger, more cautious, and more self-aware beings. Those that survived the spinning barrage of her attacks were clearly Force-sensitive.

Fang let the remaining beasts back her into a corner. From there, it became a matter of leaving a lasting impression. Any creature that got too close found itself losing an arm or a leg. It only took a few whirling rounds of this before everyone had fled.

After the relaxation of combat, she was feeling a bit more secure. She went to seek Thrask and report.

Thrask smiled as Fang slowly returned, visibly calmer and more collected than before.

“So you did it?”

He knew she did, but there’s the part about people wanting to say what they think, and he did task her with cleaning it after all…so it’s best that he hears what she has to say.

Ashara noticed the red color of Phora's lightsaber. "I need to keep an eye on that and you need to find ways to maintain a better balance of your inner emotions. Pink would be a more neutral color still indicating that you have a tendency towards the dark side and it would be more acceptable. See it makes one just as suspicious in the balance as I am currently." Ashara said.

She looked over to Rholdun: "That's interesting. However you both did a good job shaping the crystals and putting the saber together."

Phora smiled, knowing that changing this color to something else is rather impossible.

“Well, I doubt it will ever change, no matter how I try…though I’ll try so don’t worry.”

Rholdun’s color was interesting and slightly funny, Phora couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Oh, well Rholdun I always saw you as man full of colors.”

For a short moment Phora seemed to be in pain, pain that quickly subsided, or so it seemed.
“I’ll take a break, I need some time, and better if I leave that saber here…best if no one touches it for next few hours.”
Phora wanted to leave temple, but she wasn’t in a hurry, she also wondered where did Soo Ani went off to.

If it was one of her favorite moments, question was…when will it appear again?

Soo had not gone far Still inside the compound. He had found an open area between a few of the buildings. The saber flying as he moved it around in a few testing strokes to see how the new balance felt in his hand. It still wasn't right, but it was closer than the Jedi had been, but this would not be the final path he walked he felt.

Still there would be time here, that much he had seen. He had been guided to this place by the force, and there was a reason for it. Until he felt he had satisfied that reason here he would stay. As he moved the light saber around he felt its weight in his hand. He felt it as it moved through the katas, a form he had developed in his meditations.

Only recently had he begun to move through them. His trip to this planet had afforded him time to be certain that it worked. The form relied on always being poised to strike. He would never strike first, but rather feel his opponent, waiting for their attack to strike, when not striking the guard moved to always leave the most angles of attack against any strike that could come toward you.

The form looked abnormal due to the fact that without a strike from the opponent it had no attack. With practice it could be deadly, though not as a first form to learn, for otherwise one would rarely fell a matched opponent.

"It reminded me of training. There's something evanescent about stirring up old memories. We are doing it. Really doing it. We're taking on everyone, and we just might be able to survive."

"I just need to focus on my training. It might be too late in my life to figure out how to get the machinery up and running, but someone just as capable as me is probably worrying about that. I know what I can do, and that's close combat. I live to keep us alive."

"Consider me a weapon."

"Make a few more while I start working on making the components for a defense system. With the crystals we have, we should be able to utilize a micro death beam that is about a thousandth of the scale of the death star laser. In case, they Sith or the Jedi find us and attack us with a dreadnought, it would destroy the dreadnought. On bigger ships it would still do a fair amount of damage." Ashara said.

She went to the fabricator and added a list of components for it to make, so she can instruct building drones to transport the parts and put the basic parts together so that she would only have to wire it up and install the crystals.