[color=yellow][center][h1]Advancement[/h1][hr]
[h2]Jaslyn Dayne applying to Advance Empathy, Telepathy & Trial of Courage[/h2][/center][hr]
[h3]Empathy & Telepathy examples are the following posts:
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[*][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4914586]Example 1[/url]
[*][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4914623]Example 2[/url]
[*][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4921762]Example 3[/url] 
[*][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4921777]Example 4 (Last paragraph)[/url][/list]
Trial of Courage example:
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[*][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4923875]Full Post[/url] Open hider for portion for reference.
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San Anin could not help but feel herself grow angered by the sight of Selene, she could feel the darkness within her and it only served to warp the padawan’s conflicted mind to an increasing anger. The same two scenes of dying Jedi looped in her mind, over and over, faster than her mind could process them and understand that she needed to let go. Her hand pulled away from her master and instantly the green blade of her saber ignited as her mind acted on instinct alone. The instinct drove her to leap at Selene, her feet kicking up sand as she lowered her lightsaber to attempt to stab at the dark sided and exact vengeance for her fallen companions.

Jaslyn had followed Selene blinking into the sunlight. Keeping pace with Selene she drew up beside her. She raised an eyebrow at Selene’s easy surrender. But within seconds she could feel the volatile hatred coming off someone and she didn’t hesitate to draw only one of her own sabers flicking it on. Recognizing San she voided her countenance of all emotion and blocked the younger Padawans thrust. Nothing offensive. Just purely defensive. She signed with her free hand and concentrated to project the thought outwards to the others in the area. Stand down San Anin. She has surrendered. Jaslyn was calm, her motions fluid and her eyes on San Anin. Calm mostly due to the fact that she was holding the saber. Internally she pushed down the hurt that drawing on a fellow Padawan caused.

Now was the time to use the skills that Master Merrian was always pushing her towards. Cool heads win battles. Negotiate from a point of strength. Well she could try and see where that got her.

Jaslyn braced to block San again if needed. Hopefully Battlemaster Kyla was able to reel back in control and mitigate the situation before it got worse.
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[*][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4923875]Full Post[/url] Open hider for portion for reference. 
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Jaslyn blinked and turned off her saber and straightened up. Master Kyla she has no weapons. Jaslyn put up her saber. Jaslyn looked up at Master Kyla everything falling into place. Master Kyla included her in the statement. Jaslyn’s eyes widened as she looked at Selene then at Master Kyla. Shaking her head more at the situation than anything else and just how right Selene turned out to be. 

Slowly she took off her belt that housed her sabers, canteen and communicator along with other odds and ends. Jaslyn laid them down gently between herself and Master Kyla. She trusted that Selene would more than keep her word. She stood up and put her hands behind her head.

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