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"This is Darth Maul. Say what you must."

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[obeir]

The gritty details eluded K but he knew there was no love lost between Maul and Constantine, so he opted not to linger on the subject. Better to not risk putting Maul in a foul mood and potentially compromising his training.

He followed after Maul and lowered himself to the ground, sitting cross-legged. It had been good to wait until now to begin his training, he thought, because even the simple act of meditating would've been difficult before, with how conflicted and lost he'd felt. And while his mind was still plagued by worry — mainly pertaining to Viktor and the trauma he'd endured — he was better equipped to handle it now. As he did his best to clear his mind and focused inward, those worries remained prominent, but instead of denying them he let himself feel the emotions as he'd been instructed to. Feel them, without clinging to them... letting them flow. Eventually his mind quieted. In this state he possessed an inhuman stillness, the only faint indication of movement being his steady breathing while he listened to Maul.

[survivalthroughhate]

The Sith Lord waited to see how K would be able to handle the instructions. He kept quiet, breathing and sensing K's emotions, waiting for the android to be able to follow his instructions exactly. Once he was satisfied, it was time to move onto the next part.

Maul's soft, smooth voice droned onwards, the perfect sort to listen to while one was clearing their mind. "Alright. Once you feel your emotions, try to let them rise to the top and hold onto them there. Don't let them go, keep a tight hold on the, and try to use them to push your senses outward. The goal is to be able to start sensing everything filled with life around you."