The Sith Lord turned her full attention upon the youngling, and her though her frown was noticeable, the rasping in her voice became more pronounced, a surer sign of her displeasure than her facial expression.  "I was under the impression that you were chosen to accompany me because your combat skills were adequate.  Was I misinformed?"  She paused only long enough to let the androgyne take a breath before she continued, cutting off any comment purposefully.  "The warrior sects that the Sith and Jedi are so enamoured of are not the true Sith.  The force Witches are even closer in nature to the True Sith than the so called Sith Lords are.  Only the need to deal with other warrior cultists makes the training of staff and saber and sword necessary."<br/><br/>Without warning Darth Simetra lashed out with a kick, her hand making a simple and immediate gesture, a mudra that imbued her kick with a hefty dose of telekinetic force.  Even though her foot never made contact with the strange and lovely androgyne, she felt the impact of a hydraulic hammer coming towards her chest....the Sith Lord had purposefully allowed the kinetic energy to built.  If the student could deal with it, then there would be no need to teach it further; if not...then a lesson would indeed be in order.  Perhaps several painful lessons.