He grinned at Ireen's comments and knew he was going to definitely enjoy this new life, especially if the scenery continued to be like this, he mused as they seemed to be contesting for him already. His natural Corellian pride wouldn't let him think otherwise as Lilaena did her best to knock the blonde down a peg. Though he had worked all his life, he knew this training was going to be a true test and didn't doubt he was going to find new muscles again. Enduring saving friends in the cantina's back home, he had his share of fights, but not with the Force which was going to test him more mentally than anything.


His new master's challenge didn't go unnoticed as Torgeir then focused once more on the crate on the floor between them. Sighing, he closed his eyes and cleared his mind and fed off of the need to please as well as impress these two females. Black gloved hand rose in time with his demand that this stupid box move finally. Seeking that out of body feeling once more, the fledgling Force user began to sense something else. At first it remained in the background, but as he concentrated on it the dribble began to intensify and before he knew it a wash of incredible energy flowed through his strong frame, rushing down his prosthetic arm and outward toward the large box. Picturing the cargo bay's opening, he commanded the crate to rise and move toward it. Keeping his eyes closed, the strange flow of energy continued for what seemed like an eternity. Sweat beaded on his forehead with the effort and he finally opened his eyes to see the square object moving through the air and though at a snail's pace, eventually reach the cargo bay's open ramp where he then focused on setting it down. Tired now, Torgeir drew in another breath and slowly let it out knowing he couldn't lose it right near the end. Slowly descending, the box dropped the last few inches as he relinquished his hold.


But, he did it.


A grin arced upon his strong features as he lowered his arm and then felt like a real weight had been lifted rather than an imaginary one. Steadying himself, the mechanic took a moment as he felt dizzy, easing his breathing before he fell on his ass.