"Excuse me, but I never caught your name." Sretheri said, walking into the cockpit to sit next to Relador in the co-pilot's seat.
"Relador Kae. Sorry about what happened back there, I almost thought that the Exchange's turrets would take us down. I'm bringing us to a planet called Telos, I have an old friend I would like to see." He replied bitterly.
"Who would that be?" Sretheri asked, her curiosity getting the best of her.
"Atris, a Jedi Master. She taught me the ways of my heritage, my mother was Echani. Then she taught me the ways of the Force, then stripped me of my connection to it. I am going to the surface of Telos to confront her and find out why they stripped me of my power, and perhaps kill her, if she won't answer. But first, I wish to give you the first lesson of Echani warfare, the theory.
"Echani beliefs say that the way a person fights is a perfect representation of their true self. Only one person has ever made an exception to this, my mother. Revan and Malak, for example. Malak was a great warrior, but he was aggressive and impatient, showing that he was a temperate and arrogant person. Revan, on the other hand, was brilliant. He decided upon his strategy only after careful deliberation, and made sure that every formation would be the greatest counter to the opponent's. He used skill more strength, showing that he was a patient, cautious person.
"Combat can also show much more then what I have said, for example, Echani duels have revealed things such as extreme hatred, friendship, and one has even revealed the most elusive trait of a personality, True Love. Both combatants knew it. They were my mom and dad. Some would say that they were the greatest warriors, even among the Echani. My dad wasn't born Echani, but my mom trained him and he picked it up just as fast as a born Echani would.
"Now, I believe it is time for your first combat lesson. Let's go into the cargo hold, we'll have much more room there. Meet me there while I shut down the engines." Relador explained, slowly pulling the throttle towards him.
"Actually, I, yeah, I'll meet you there." Sretheri responded, her face getting a faint tint of red.
Relador only took a couple minutes to get the engine to a complete stop, then shut it down. Walking into the cargo bay, he saw Sretheri was wearing heavy combat armor and was holding two Vibroblades. "No. You'll need to ditch the armor and the weapons. Echani duels can be considered rituals. There are many different kinds, but for today, we will focus on the training ritual. Again, take off all armor. The only weapons we may use are our fists and feet, no swords, no Lightsabers, no guns, no shields or other items. Once we have both taken our combat stances, we will begin." Relador said calmly. He took off his own armor, leaving it by the door.
"Ready." Sretheri declared, her feet evenly spread out and her fists out in front of her like a boxer.
"Then we begin!" Relador replied, one foot in front, one in back. He leaped ahead, using his arms like swords, just as he did during their little duel on Narr Shadarr. Closing his eyes, he felt his way around the cargo hold, searching out his combatant. He blocked the Force, making sure that it was a fair fight. She was using clumsy punches and kicks, losing balance whenever she was parried.
"Focus, watch my movements and counter them, using as much skill as possible. Learn my movements, and use that knowledge to your advantage. Don't just watch, learn while fighting." Relador said calmly and quietly. Evidently Sretheri started to catch on, her movements became more graceful and her attacks far more difficult to predict and defend against. She eventually broke through Relador's weaker defenses and scored a hit.
"That will be enough for today Sretheri. We both have learned much, I need to go pilot us now before we drift too far. See ya later!" Relador said happily, knowing more then she did about herself.