Jacob Daniel (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
adarkergray) wrote2018-03-17 02:42 pm
adarkergray) wrote2018-03-17 02:42 pm
Kenoma
Previously:
Escape From Starkiller Base
At the Monuments of Madness
A Living Weapon
To Jacob's surprise, they made it to Ahch-To's system without incident - but then, it was clear now that the Force was on their side. As per his calculations, they'd dropped out of hyperspace a few hundred thousand kilometers away, just beyond its outermost moon's orbit, and as they headed toward the planet at sublight speeds, he tried to ignore the way his protective instincts were going into overdrive.
However, the closer they got to the planet, the more he couldn't help being aware that everyone there, everyone they were going to see, was someone who'd hurt Kylo terribly, and Force, how could Jacob even begin to justify taking him down there? To put him in that level of danger, in the kind of condition he was in--
He made himself take a deep breath, though the fingers of his free hand were clamped tightly around the hilt of one of his lightsabers. The urge was incredibly strong to tell Kylo that he couldn't in good conscience do this, that there had to be another, better way to defeat Snoke, and they would find it - but, deep down, he knew that if there was, the Force would have shown it to Kylo instead. He had to have faith in his master, and in the Force.
Instead, right now, he had more sympathy than ever for why Snoke wanted to destroy the Force's will - not that he had any sympathy for Snoke himself. That thought was enough to settle his nerves slightly by reminding what they were here for, why it was important, why they could all work together just this once.
Snoke had to die. That was the one thing they all could agree on.
Finally, he calmed his mind enough to push his senses outward through the Force, to see whose presence he could detect. Even this close in, he still couldn't pick up Skywalker, but he could sort out Rey and General Organa from the background energy of the planet. He turned to Kylo. "...Your mom's still here. Do you want me to ask her to leave?"
Escape From Starkiller Base
At the Monuments of Madness
A Living Weapon
To Jacob's surprise, they made it to Ahch-To's system without incident - but then, it was clear now that the Force was on their side. As per his calculations, they'd dropped out of hyperspace a few hundred thousand kilometers away, just beyond its outermost moon's orbit, and as they headed toward the planet at sublight speeds, he tried to ignore the way his protective instincts were going into overdrive.
However, the closer they got to the planet, the more he couldn't help being aware that everyone there, everyone they were going to see, was someone who'd hurt Kylo terribly, and Force, how could Jacob even begin to justify taking him down there? To put him in that level of danger, in the kind of condition he was in--
He made himself take a deep breath, though the fingers of his free hand were clamped tightly around the hilt of one of his lightsabers. The urge was incredibly strong to tell Kylo that he couldn't in good conscience do this, that there had to be another, better way to defeat Snoke, and they would find it - but, deep down, he knew that if there was, the Force would have shown it to Kylo instead. He had to have faith in his master, and in the Force.
Instead, right now, he had more sympathy than ever for why Snoke wanted to destroy the Force's will - not that he had any sympathy for Snoke himself. That thought was enough to settle his nerves slightly by reminding what they were here for, why it was important, why they could all work together just this once.
Snoke had to die. That was the one thing they all could agree on.
Finally, he calmed his mind enough to push his senses outward through the Force, to see whose presence he could detect. Even this close in, he still couldn't pick up Skywalker, but he could sort out Rey and General Organa from the background energy of the planet. He turned to Kylo. "...Your mom's still here. Do you want me to ask her to leave?"
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Now that Snoke is dead. At those words, Jacob couldn't help smiling. Now that Snoke was dead, they finally had a chance to make a clean break with the pain of the past, and to start building a future that truly belonged to them. "Of course. I just wish I had managed to hold onto even one of those ancient Jedi texts, instead of letting Rey take them all back - there were some techniques I would've loved to study more, but I barely got the chance to do more than skim them. The only two have a good enough handle on to teach you right now are Force healing, and the ysalamir technique. That's the one I was using in short bursts to disrupt Snoke's connection with the Force, and it's relatively quick and simple to pick up."
Once he'd put their food on to cook - and set a timer, just in case - he opened his mind fully to Kylo, showing him how the technique worked, how it felt. Creating a Force-neutral bubble was an almost counterintuitive kind of skill, but he had every confidence that his master would pick it up just as quickly as he did everything else. When he thought Kylo had a good enough feel for it, he used the Force to levitate one of their spoons off the table. "Now try to disrupt my hold on it to knock it out of the air."
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At first, it felt as though Jacob was actually negating the Force, but that was impossible, as the Force still flowed between all things. Then, he felt the bubble itself, the outline of a warped barrier where everything was neutral inside.
It took Kylo a few attempts to visualize the technique, but once he could, the borders of the bubble weren't any more difficult than manipulating a solid object. And that was how he achieved that Force neutral bubble - not by creating it, but by physically moving the Force itself away from a point.
The spoon fell when Kylo formed the bubble completely around Jacob. He released it, and they practiced the technique a few more times. Kylo determined that he could also make the spoon fall by completely enveloping the spoon itself. (While it was not the best use of the technique in a combat situation, it might be useful if an aggressor was out of reach, among other things.)
"I see how Snoke was not prepared for this." he nodded. "I'll do it again. Against you. Show me how it feels when you resist."
If these techniques were in the ancient texts, which were in the presence of his enemies, they could be used against him. He needed to learn to defend himself from a Force neutral bubble as much as he needed to learn how to create and manipulate one.