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From underneath his helmet, Morad could feel someone walking by (in a very angry mood while cursing like a sailor).

"Ow."

His loss of concentration also accounted the loss of rememberence. The training droid was still active.

"Geenine, deactivate trainer."

*wawoo* *thunk*

"After it's landed Geenine. Repair it while I go help....nevermind just c'mon."

Morad led himself and the droid down to the engine room, where Belial was doing just a wonderful job of keeping his head and keeping cool. Although with good intention, Morad was a little late to help out with repair as Belial seemed to have already fixed it.......sort've.

"Master Belial.....unless you're feeling a little suicidal, I'm pretty sure you've got that fuel injector on wrong. Hooked up like that, it's gonna blow as soon as we take off. This-"

Morad reached over to what appeared to be a random tube. Then, he pulls out another tube from a large metal box with wires extruding from it and plugs in the first tube.

"-is supposed to go here. And this-"

He refers to the second tube he pulled out, which is quickly placed into the original spot of the first tube.

"-goes right there."

A large wirring noise sounds, and many of the meters in the room shoot to near perfection. It appeared Morad had not only repaired the ship, but modified it. Guess he knows more about astro mechanics than most people would think.

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Belial looked over at Morad, his eyes wary, he stared for a moment at him, his eyes narrowing as if in deep thought.

"Well I suppose we all can't be good at everything," he wiped his hands off and stood back to watch Morad, "I'm more of technology, not technical, well that and causing mass chaos, destruction and death," he said with a smile dancing on his face.

He monitered the little bit that Morad had worked with on the tubes. He glanced sideways and grunted in appreciation. He nodded towards Morad, "Good work, continue as you were,"

With that he turned and walked from the room and better mood emanating from him.

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Morad felt good, helpful, appreciated. Belial was becoming like a father to him, just as his old Masterr did once before. Was it because of this that Morad had gone to the nearest one offering any training. Morad didn't look too much into it. It might subside him from his good mood.

Entering into the entrence chamber again, Morad looked down at the dilapidated mesh of droid components lying in the floor.

"Geenine,"

*woo*

"Clean this up. Oh and, activate an ASP-19. I need a bit of saber combat training."

*swissshhh*

*clank*clank*clank*

*Bzzzzzhhh*

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Having the ship lifted up and above the atmosphere of the planet Belial leaned back and sighed with relief. After a few moments the onboard computer beeped rapidly at him.

What in the void? Damn computer now...

He sighed and heaved himself up and proceeded back into the main room where Morad was currently training. The main computer sat adjacent to him. Belial nodded towards Morad and strode over to the main computer.

The computer hummed to life, Belial immediately set to work, touching and looking, poking throughout the system.

"How many keffing anomalies appeared in such a short time? Damn..." he muttered to himself as he hummed along to his work.

Within no time the computer brightened. The ship itself seemed to ride smoother and brighten up within it. Even the training droids, tied to the main computer suddenly got faster and more fluid in their movements.

"Ahh, like new," Belial spoke outloud and watched Morad train for a moment. It was almost nostalgic watching the movements of the boy, Morad had the passion, and was gaining the strength, but he had been spared, so far, of the ferocity that came with time.

"Remember," Belial began watching Morad closely, "If an opponent blocks your attack within an close distance, your body may be used to deliver a kick or even an attack with the force. Your body and the force are used forcefully to deliver devestating blows to bring your weak opponents their knees. Beware of parries, they are helpful when an opponent does them, if you catch them just right, for it leaves them wide open, otherwise you are wide open." Belial nodded in approval watching Morad.

He's come such a long way in a short amount of time, he was born for the dark side, not to mention the power he contains within his body

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Morad noted Belial's lesson. It wasn't exactly new to Morad, but he had never really looked into it that much. Now his chance was coming, as the droid made a stupid, forcefull downward strike that was easily blocked by the red blade. And before any reaction could be made, Morad got a devastating kick on the droid right in the stomach area. Even more so devastating that it was backed up by a strong wave of the force.

The droid went flying into the wall with a loud crash, and then fell face first into the floor. The dent in the wall was extremely identifiable of the droid.

Morad made a none to polite bow towards the now unoperationable peice of metal and circuits, then one to Belial.

"Thank you Master Belial."

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Belial nodded towards Morad, he was quite pleased.

He's taken to this very well, so much promise in one body

Belial glanced over at the broken droid, as the sparks shot off of it in a frenzy Belial gazed up at the dent in the inner hull of his ship.

Damn

Belial sighed as he turned back towards Morad, he thought for a moment and then smiled. He flipped the saber on and spun it around and looked at the boy, an amused smile on his face.

"Let us both train, I could use the practice, and you could use the experience. Come."

Belial looked expectantly in Morad's direction, he knew that he wouldn't be beaten, but that was irrelevant, Morad could use sentient training.

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Morad's expression became somewhat like a small child headed to an amusment park. The big hip hip hooray in his eyes as they were iluminated red as well. His small greedy smile working its way on his face. Finally, some real practice.

"Alright." Morad said as he took the appropriate stance.

"Whenever you're ready."

*wooooo*

Geenine retreated back into a small corner and turned on his recorder for some reason.

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Belial's left leg slid backwards as his body leaned quickly to the right. With a quick feint he instead flew the the left of Morad. The saber in his hand hummed in excitement at the dark energy resonating from its master, it greedily sucked up the surrounding light around it.

Belial landed in a flash next to Morad and slashed upwards as he brought his free hand up in case Morad decided to use his last lesson against him.

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I'm losing my mind, and you just stand there and stare as my world collides.

Cyphor just nodded and placed a hand on Daroks shoulder. "Remember, your feelings are who you are, take strength from them." hopping into the Delta 7's cockpit Cyphor brought the ship online, leaving the engines and weapons cold. He didn't know a lot about what was happening on the surface, only that the empire was attempting to put down a group of Kaminoans who were producing clones to fight the empire. He didn't know how far the empire had gone in their task, but Cyphor hoped they had arrived in time to make a difference.

As the sensors inside the Delta told him they had broken through the atmosphere, Cyphor gave a quick nod to Keq and punched the release after making sure Darok had left the area around the Delta 7. The ship dropped like a stone from the belly of the Mythosaur and plummeted towards the oceans of Kamino, with luck any imperials monitoring the area would think them a meteor.

The surface of the ocean started coming up rather fast, still Cyphor hovered over the engines switch. he was about to pull a maneuver any seasoned fighter pilot could be proud of, yet few could pull off. As the distance closed between the delta and the ocean Cyphor pulled back hard on the controls, routed extra power normally reserved for the weapons to the maneuvering and landing thrusters before gunning the engines to full power. The result was as stunning as it was tricky to achieve, the water flying up on either side of the fighter as it speed along a few meters from its surface towards the Kaminoan facility his contact had given him the coordinates for.

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Morad saw this as an opporitunity to use a trick he had been working on trying out. Instead of trying to make his opponent's saber completely stop, he merely used it as a good push for a backflip against his own. Then, Morad made a good dash slash towards Belial.

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