<em>"Better.  Much better.  I will expect you all to experiment with this.  Understand it.  Control of the Force is one thing.  Control of yourself is another.  Of the two, it is yourself that will call death to you."</em><br/><br/>For just a split second Xollen felt a small measure of pride at hearing the teachers words. Shoving down such foolish thoughts immediately Xollen narrowed her eyes and continued to concentrate. Was she is control of herself? Xollen knew she was not, her emotions were violent and wild, often giving her the power of ten Jedi but she was never able to wield the power properly.  Her entire life she had been unable to control herself properly and that was her greatest weakness. Xollen knew this however, she knew that she had a fault and thus knew she would find a way to win this battle.<br/><br/><em>to sense these things is.  Jedi,"</em><br/><br/>The viscous words were worse that a slap across her face and Xollen immediately felt the rage roil in her gut, the desire to swipe the smirk off Simetra's face almost overwhelming. Taking a harsh grip on herself she began to breathe through the fury, control the harsh desire for violence and allowed a cold emptiness to fill every portion of her being. Minutes passed as Xolllen struggled to push her anger and raging violent needs out of herself into the room. Eventually her body, mind, and spirit began to simply lay softly, gently almost. Every inch of her mind was at peace and the room was filled with her swirling emotions. Xollen slowly quirked an eyebrow at her teacher, knowing she had not thought Xollen capable of doing this. Could she do this in battle? Could she do this when in a room full of enemies? That Xollen did not know...<br/><br/>She watched and listened, soaking up every word the Sith Lord spoke. She was a very quick study and could see the simplicity of the tool Simetra was using. Mimiking her she was surprised at how simple yet how effective the technique proved to be. Suddenly she knew she was safer, protected better from prying minds upon herself. Xollen faltered only once in controlling the technique and was pleased with herself as she continued to perfect the art. This would be most helpful she knew in the coming battle.<br/><br/>Her mind filled with the images of various Sith, though she did not recognize them, a raging battle all around her and great power being wielded by them all.<br/><br/>"A very dangerous battle is coming Lord Simetra." she murmured softly...