[Maul knew of his future thanks to the machinations of Trench. It was his fate to die back in his own galaxy and one he refused to give into. He'd remain in Trench until he died of old age if it was possible.
That was the usual question asked when Maul brought up the Force, so he had a standard answer down pat by now which gave out the basics of how his powers worked without giving away all his tricks and secrets.]
The Force is what gives a Sith their power. It's an energy field produced by all living things. You, me, animals, beasts, plants. Whatever contains life contains the Force and can be manipulated by someone trained to use it.
[He gave a small demonstration by lifting up the rocks and leaves on the ground, letting them hover there in midair before he then lifted up Dabi himself, letting the man hang there for a few moments before lowering him.
He let the thread of their conversation regarding the similarities between their parents drop. If they met again, and Maul hoped they would, he could pick those back up later on. The Sith Lord saw a lot of himself in the human, Dabi resembling much of what had made up Maul when he first arrived in Deerington.
He wouldn't lie and say he wasn't pleased that Dabi was impressed with how he'd lived through his horrendous injuries. No matter what side of the spectrum of good vs evil they were on, most found it amazing Maul had managed to pull through his injuries to the point where he was fully functioning and able to fight just as well as he had in the past instead of just being a crippled shadow of his former self.
He did scowl at the mention of his dick. That was a sore subject but since Dabi didn't linger on it, he wouldn't get too angry about the comment.]
Enough to keep me alive. Some of my intestines are shorter than those of a human, which helped the issue of survival. But mostly it was simply my deep anger and hatred plus my force of will fueled by the Dark Side that allowed me to live.
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[Maul knew of his future thanks to the machinations of Trench. It was his fate to die back in his own galaxy and one he refused to give into. He'd remain in Trench until he died of old age if it was possible.
That was the usual question asked when Maul brought up the Force, so he had a standard answer down pat by now which gave out the basics of how his powers worked without giving away all his tricks and secrets.]
The Force is what gives a Sith their power. It's an energy field produced by all living things. You, me, animals, beasts, plants. Whatever contains life contains the Force and can be manipulated by someone trained to use it.
[He gave a small demonstration by lifting up the rocks and leaves on the ground, letting them hover there in midair before he then lifted up Dabi himself, letting the man hang there for a few moments before lowering him.
He let the thread of their conversation regarding the similarities between their parents drop. If they met again, and Maul hoped they would, he could pick those back up later on. The Sith Lord saw a lot of himself in the human, Dabi resembling much of what had made up Maul when he first arrived in Deerington.
He wouldn't lie and say he wasn't pleased that Dabi was impressed with how he'd lived through his horrendous injuries. No matter what side of the spectrum of good vs evil they were on, most found it amazing Maul had managed to pull through his injuries to the point where he was fully functioning and able to fight just as well as he had in the past instead of just being a crippled shadow of his former self.
He did scowl at the mention of his dick. That was a sore subject but since Dabi didn't linger on it, he wouldn't get too angry about the comment.]
Enough to keep me alive. Some of my intestines are shorter than those of a human, which helped the issue of survival. But mostly it was simply my deep anger and hatred plus my force of will fueled by the Dark Side that allowed me to live.