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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 30, 2017 23:54:59 GMT -8
* Syn lets a slight smile cross his face *
" What's the matter old man, can't handle another student in your old age? "
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 26, 2017 1:38:51 GMT -8
* Before Syn could react he is thrown back into the side of the building behind, the wind getting knocked out of him upon impact. Keeping his eyes locked with the older Jedi's, Syn grits his teeth and can feel a flash of anger rise up from within him. Utilizing his raw power within the force, he repulses the power away from him that had him pinned against the side of the building. Had he practiced and trained more in refining his power in the force he might have been able to contend with the Master, and even would have been able to hold his own against the Sith Lord he had previously engaged, but having taken his natural abilities mostly for granted and never truly exploring them he can only push the force attack away from him.
Part of him wanted to reach for his lightsaber and leap forward at the Jedi Master before him, but then the other part of felt the Master's words begin to cut into him and work their way inside. Just as his inner conflict begins to clash, Syn can hear voice echo through his mind, a voice he knew all to well. He didn't know how but it was Master Vale...how he was talking to him he didn't understand but his words where clear. " Syn.....please listen to Master Delphi....you have not been lost yet even know you believe you have....you will forever be my closest friend and proudest student....carry on my torch....continue on the path "
Syn closes his eyes and a single tear rolls down his right cheek, he truly had forgotten what his Master had taught him and what his purpose was in this galaxy. And instead of following his Master's teachings, he used personal turmoil in order to give him excuses so that he could follow his own selfish pursuits. Syn remembers the day he was Knighted by his Master, remembers the code he swore to upkeep. He would not fail his Master, his family or himself any longer. Looking back up at Master Delphi, Syn speaks. *
" I was once a Jedi Knight, and I have strayed......I ask you, please teach me. Guide me back back to the path that I wandered from so long ago "
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 24, 2017 0:21:35 GMT -8
* Syn contemplates the Jedi Master's words, he spoke with wisdom and experience and any other person may have been swayed by these words but not him*
" What I know is that my Master died fighting for an Order that abandoned him, what i know is the Jedi only teach enough to make someone a useful pawn under their control, what I know is that my family died because a councils politics was more important then taking action, what I know .....*
* Syn stops before he could finish, there wasn't a point in continuing. For these same feelings and words are what had gotten him thrown out of the Jedi Order a few years ago, the Jedi didn't understand then and he doesn't believe they will now. *
" I followed the code, completed ever mission I was assigned, did everything I was supposed to do without question...but once my doubts became apparent, once it was found out that my mind objected to some of the things the Order was doing. I was cast out without second thought....if i have brought disgrace to My Master then I will have to atone for that, but the Jedi have disgraced the galaxy and nothing they can ever do will change that".
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 21, 2017 21:55:13 GMT -8
* Syn lets out a light laugh under his breath, the older Jedi was right. No matter how one looked at it, he had been outmatched in almost everywhere by the Sith Lord and if Mir hadn't stepped in, the outcome would have been much different. Most likely ending in his capture or death.....Syn uses the force to push the moisture from his clothes and in a few moments is once again dry. Meeting the older Jedi's gaze, Syn expression changes from lighthearted to serious as he speaks. *
" That's the problem with most jedi isn't it, they get killed by Sith. But at least the stories of your prowess in the force where true. Or we wouldn't be having this conversation "
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 17, 2017 22:15:47 GMT -8
* Before he could press his attack, Syn feels a his body being thrown back by an unknown force. Before realizing what was happening his body hits the water in the spill way behind him. Sinking a few under the water, Syn looks up from under water and can see fire roll over the top of the spill way for a brief moment. Swimming to the the surface, Syn coughs lightly as he pulls himself back on to the stone landing of the spill way. Looking up he could not see Thrakk anywhere and slams his a clenched hand into the durcrete cursing under his breath. Getting up on his feet, Syn was soaking wet and dripping water, extending his right hand out to his side he calls his lightsaber to him from the depths of the spill way and clips it back on his belt.
Brushing the debris and vegetation from the water in the spill way off of him, Syn looks up at the old man he had been following before and yells out to him *
" I had it under control....now that you interfered he got away "
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jan 12, 2017 6:27:14 GMT -8
* Just as Syn was thinking this was the end, the dark siders attack stop as a sudden intensity of the lightside of the force fills the area. Syn opens himself up to its power absorbing it in himself and directs it forward in a powerful force push at Thrakk. He would not be beaten today, not with the help of this other force user. *
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Nov 10, 2016 0:39:05 GMT -8
* Syn doesn't answer Thrakk, he won't give the man from his past the satisfaction of baiting him. His face shows pure focus as Syn draws on the force and leaps forward at Thrakk, his lightsaber spinning in a circle before he unleashes a flurry of quick strikes at Thrakk. Syn hopes to overwhelm the Dark Lord early in the fight for he knows that he can contend with him physically but if Syn gives Thrakk the chance to use his force abilities, the young ex jedi knows he will be outmatched.
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Oct 7, 2016 11:02:21 GMT -8
* Synar can feel something he had not felt in a long time, a cold that seeped down inside him and following that cold was a darkness that had no end. Looking over to Oramis, Syn knew that even though his senses where not trained or attuned; he would still feel an overwhelming sense of despair and anguish. Turning on his heel, Syn spins around to look behind him. He looks up and about 100 feet above him he can see a dark figure whose cloak had now began to bellow in light breeze. *
" It can't be....you died, we watched you die "
* Synar knew that neither Oramis or the black cloaked figure could here him speaking under his breath but he couldn't stop the words from coming out. Running was not an option, and waiting on back up was out of the question as well. At this point it seemed as if Synar would have to leave Mir alone for the time being and hopefully if he survived pick back up later. Syn turns to Oramis and yells out to him *
" Get out of here !!! Now!!! "
* Syn turns his attention back to the darkside user that had appeared, he unclips his lightsaber from his belt and grips the hilt comfortably in his right hand. Synar opens himself up to the force, drawing on its strength. He then thumbs his lightsaber on and the White blade springs to life, Syn holds the saber so the blade is pointed down and angled away from his right side. *
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Oct 5, 2016 14:51:30 GMT -8
* Syn is kicked in the back as the exit ramp of the troop shuttle opens. Bracing himself the best he can, he lands on the ground and feels the wind get knocked out of him. As he begins to stand, a storm trooper grabs the shackles around his wrist and drags him over to a make shift detention center. Synar is thrown into the cell and the gate closes behind him. Sitting up the young jedi looks around, he was alone and the feeling of failure begins to seep into him. *
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 30, 2016 13:54:19 GMT -8
* Through the force Syn can feel Mir's presence as it reaches out to him and envelopes him like an invisible veil, The Jedi master was clearly letting him know that he knew where he was and that he was far more then capable in finding him. With Syn being more attuned to the physical aspects of the force than in its finer points, he must close his eyes for a brief moment to focus on Mir and answer him clearly. Syn sends a simple message through the force to Mir, a message that he knew the Jedi Master could not and would not leave unanswered...that he was ready and waiting*
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 28, 2016 11:24:44 GMT -8
* The blue light of the glow rod reflected off of Synar's frost blue colored eyes making them seem as if electricity was flowing through them. He pressed on letting the force guide him, he could feel the flow of the water through the force. He could feel the waters energy and how it transferred into the large man sized pipe that served as there escape tunnel. As he searched within the force, Synar could feel that not to far up ahead the water seemed to loose control, which only meant that it was no longer contained by the pipe, and that would be their exit.
Synar had figured that for the amount of time the pair had been walking they would have covered at the very least several city blocks, and that should put them far enough from any would be attackers that where out looking for them. Coming around a tight bend, Syn turns off the glow rod as the tunnel begins to fill with light from the exit. After a few more minutes, they come up to the exit. Syn with a slight brush of his hand bends the bars of the large man sized great just enough so that they could pass through.
Syn stretches his body slightly as he kicks the mud and muck off of his boots. He tosses his brown outer cloak into the canal below as it had gotten covered in what ever substances lined the wall of the storm drain pipe. The pair now stood out in the open air, the sun had started to set and dusk was now upon them. Syn preferred to work in the night anyway so for them it was a win. As the sound of the rushing water from the various storm drains entering the spillway canal echo off of the duracrete around them, Syn looks over to Oramis*
" Your more then welcome to take a few minutes, catch your breath and gather your thoughts. "
* Syn takes a few steps away from Oramis, he could feel sparks of force energy coming from him. Maybe that was what Mir was doing on Fondor, recruiting new force users for the Jedi cause. Whatever his reasons, Syn didn't much care; all he needed was the information that he believed Mir carried with him. With his back turned to Oramis, Syn gathers energy from the force pulling from the depths of its limitless power. He lets it build up inside him until the point he felt as if he would burst. At the moment he let the energy out, it was like sending a flare out into the force letting anyone in the area who was strong in the force know where he was.
Synar turns back around still standing a few feet from Oramis, Mir would come to him...and Synar would do whatever he needed to to get the answers he was seeking out.*
" You live here, you know the streets...where to ? "
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 26, 2016 6:37:19 GMT -8
* Syn had helped the duelist up onto his feet and then canvased the area. Synar sots a narrow alley road leading what it looked like to be the under belly of the city. Synar motions for the duelist to follow him. *
" We need to get off of the streets, lets move "
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 21, 2016 9:11:45 GMT -8
* Before Synar can give chase he is distracted by the duelist he had just saved who had begun to move around at his feet and was now speaking. Looking away for just a brief moment was all Mir needed to vanish into the Shadows. By the time Synar had looked up again the older Jedi was gone, and his force presence gone as well. Synar cursed under his breath as weeks of recon had gone out the window....but all was not lost. Synar looks down at the duelist and offers him a hand to get up*
" Your good at what you do, people don't like that. If I had not intervened you would be dead "
* Syn really hadn't cared much up until this point if the duelist had died or not, but there was a need for the duelist now. For he linked Synar to Mir, and Synar knew Mir would come and find him. He would no longer chase after the Jedi, for now he would wait him out.
Synar pats the duelist on the shoulder getting some off the dust and sand off of him.*
" Synar Blackfyre....and you are ? "
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 19, 2016 12:28:35 GMT -8
* Synar watches as the old man moves towards one of the exits and enters the tunnel. He couldn't loose him, Synar leaps forward and like a leaf in the wind moves gracefully through the air, landing in a crouch two floors above his original position. Moving into a sprint, Synar races to the end of the exit tunnel and stops at the beginning of a large staircase that was used for the public to enter the stadium. Looking down over the railing, Aeryn could see the duelist get shot with a stun bolt and his would be kidnappers grab hold of him once more. As he continues to watch he could see the old man make his way out of the tunnel, this time Synar is able to get a clear look at his face. " Master Delphi" he thinks to himself, now with his target confirmed Synar knew he couldn't loose this opportunity and would have to intervene. Which was not a problem sense he no longer had to follow the rules of the Jedi Code.
"Here we go" He whispers under his breath, with his right hand he unclips his lightsaber off of his belt and then throws his legs over the railing pushing off with his left hand. The fall took only a moment, Synar lands his fall perfectly with his boots connecting with the twi'leks shoulders. Synar can feel the aliens body crumple under him as it absorbs his fall, the twi'lek wouldn't be dead from this but a broken back was the most likely of injuries to occur.
Synar rolls forward with the momentum of the fall and ignites his lightsaber as he comes out of the roll and onto his feet. The kidnappers would have no chance and there faces where overwhelmed with surprise and then fear. Synar's saber moves like blur as he brings the blade in upward angled slash from right to left cutting across the body of the Thakwaash, before the smell of burned flesh could fill the nostrils of the wookiee Synar spins back to his right and drives his saber into the Wookiees chest. He then brings his blade up with his arm mimicking the movement of a back stroke splitting the Wookiee in vertically in half from the chest up.
Synar's white blade disappears back into the hilt as quickly as it came, the duelist now lay stunned at his feet. The speeder that they where taking him to races away, those inside not wanting to take part in anything that had just happened. Synar turns around, he would be facing Mir who still multiple yards away. *
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 16, 2016 13:07:17 GMT -8
well i posted so lets see where this goes lol
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 16, 2016 13:05:59 GMT -8
* Synar stood in the shadows in one of the balconies of the arena in a brown hooded travelers cloak, he had watched the bout take place but that was not where his focus was directed. As the crowd surges forth after one of the combatants, Synar keeps his eyes focused on an older man who was a few rows lower then him in the arena, as the man moved so did Syn. As he did he used a the force to blend his presence with those around him so that the Jedi would not be able to sense him unless he was specifically looking for those with a strong fore presence.
Synar moved with ease through the crowd staying above the Older man but keeping parallel to him. Once they where out of the way of prying eyes and crowds, Syn would make his move*
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 16, 2016 7:42:31 GMT -8
I have been off and on for a few years here and there finally got time for it now though. If your down, and Oramis is cool with it I would gladly join in.
Would really enjoy making a strong Jedi team, finally give all the Sith and Darksiders on this site something to worry about
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 15, 2016 11:36:30 GMT -8
Just had alight bulb go off lol
What if we could write out that Mir knew and or trained Synar's master, with that it would give synar a reason to search you out in his pursuit for answers and in doing so you reconnect him with the jedi and following the light. As that side story plays out, one of the things you can have him do is help teach Oramis ? just a thought.
Any suggestions would be great. Just really looking to play my lightsaide character for once. Always stuck being the bad guy in other stories lol
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Sept 14, 2016 17:02:26 GMT -8
Getting in a little late on the action here lol But if there is room for one more I would love to get in on this rp with you guys. Most of the other stuff has stalled out and looking for something fresh.
Was thinking Mir could teach the ways of the force, I can teach the ways of the lightsaber
Your thoughts?
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Garang
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Aug 14, 2016 23:21:13 GMT -8
* Synar makes it a few miles outside of Garang, when he does a sense of hopelessness fills him. There was no point in fighting anymore, for he knew know matter how hard they fought they results would be the same. Just another failed attempt to try and help others, another failed attempt to make his father and sister's memory proud. Synar continues to walk on, until he sees the first storm trooper patrol. The young jedi exile drops to his knees and and looks them head, accepting his fate. For maybe death would finally grant him peace *
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