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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jul 17, 2016 21:48:27 GMT -8
* Syn watches as Kortos leaps out of the tunnel and to certain death. May the force be with you he whispers, Synar didn't want to dwell on it any longer, gathering himself up he moves through the tunnel system away from the Imperial forces. Sensing himself out of danger for the moment through the force, Syn crawls out of the tunnel and out of a trench. Synar with the aid of the force runs towards Garang *
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jun 28, 2016 14:39:15 GMT -8
*Before Synar could make it more then a few feet, he is thrown by a force push into a nearby trench on his right side. Synar feels his feet lift of the ground as his moved through the air by the power of the force. Landing with a thud on the hard ground inside the trench, Synar struggles to catch his breath as the wind was knocked out of him on impact. Deactivating his lightsaber, Synar crawls behind Kortos into the tunnels of the trenches. Synar hunkers down in the tunnel in a small crouch and looks at his fellow Jedi and gives him a curt nod*
" Thanks"
*Synar looks back down the tunnel the which they came then back at Kortos*
"They most likely use grenades or flamethrowers to get us out of these tunnels and back out into the open, we need to keep moving....hopefully we make it back to the Enclave then fall back to Garang"
*Synar controls his breathing, calming himself and lets his body begin to recooperate. He knew he would only have a few moments before they would be on the move again, so he used that time to let the force fill him and try to regain as much stamina as possible*
" The name is Synar by the way...call my Syn"
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Jun 14, 2016 13:53:35 GMT -8
* Syn's blade dances through the air like a leaf on the wind as he deflects the incoming blaster fire, though at the moment he could keep up with the barrage; Synar knew that if this kept on for to long he would be overwhelmed. His thoughts race quickly on the situation but he remains focused at the task at hand. The battlefield needed to be changed if he and the other Jedi where to survive, for he needed to bring the fight into close quarters and the current terrain did not provide that advantage. Though he could rush forward into the enemy lines, he would only be able to take down a handful of the enemy before he would inevitably be surrounded and killed. Synar continues to defelct the blast fire coming at him trying to send some of the bolts back at the enemy as he speaks to his fellow Jedi next to him*
" We need to fall back !!! it of no use to die out here !!!"
* Synar calls upon everything he has in and opens himself up to the force, what he was planning was a gamble at best it was his only hope in stalling the enemy long enough for him to retreat back into the enclave. Syn stretches out his left hand and lets loose a violently powerful force wave at the First Order troops, focusing the blast forward it would be strong enough to throw back or at least push the first few ranks of the imperials and putting them into a moment of disarray.
Breathing heavily, Synar turns on his heel *
" Now is our chance!!! Move !!!"
* Synar keeps his lightsaber ignited in his right hands and sprints towards the enclave ready to deflect and blaster fire that may be aimed at him as he makes his retreat. Synar can feel his body begin to burn from the inside as it strains to keep up with his use of the force. He only needed to make it to the enclave then he could gather himself, as his speed increases his body begins to fuel hunger of the force in order to keep up his speed.
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on May 26, 2016 23:52:54 GMT -8
* As he breaks through the cloud cover, Synar could see that down below him; he was already way past time for curtain call. From what he could tell the Imperial forces had given the Enclave and the surrounding area a good beating with their bombers. It was a simple but overwhelming tactic that the Empire and its subsequent branches had used in great effectiveness against smaller forces. Continually barrage the enemy with higher amounts of resources util the defenders gave in or where destroyed, even though it looked like the Jedi had not given up; their destruction was yet to be seen. And of course not if he could help it.
Typing in a sequenced code in the command console, R8 opens a comm to the Enclave and then sends out a jamming signal to block any unfriendly ears from listening. Synar knows that being spotted on his approach to the Enclave could not be avoided, so it would be best to get their as quickly as possible. Synar speaks into his headset and sends a message to any comm system inside the Jedi Enclave. *
:: This is Jedi Knight Synar Blackfyre , I am approaching the Enclave and will be landing to assist in defensive operations .....Don't Shoot please:::
* With his message sent, Synar pushes the star fighter down further and continues to decrease elevation. Getting closer to the Enclave by the moment, Synar could see that the Imperials had already amassed a large number of troops there and it seemed like the battle would begin at any moment. With R8 getting no reports of activity anywhere else near by, Synar guessed guessed to himself that this where the Imperials where going to show force and make their push. It made sense to him, for destroying the Jedi stronghold on a planet would greatly demoralize any populace and almost in return provide a guaranteed planetary surrender. If only the Jedi themselves where not so scattered across the galaxy and became united just as their enemies had, it would make things a lot less one sided that id for sure.
Suddenly green flashes erupt around the the outside of the cockpit, and Eta-2 Interceptor rocks violently back and forth. Muscle memory and instinct kicks in as Synar sends the fighter into a barrel roll then a dive. The evasive maneuver only provides Synar a few moments of safety before the screams of alarms again filled his ears. Of course the Imperials would have squadrons of Tie Fighters patrolling for enemy aircraft, but at this elevation Syanr knew that these Imps where not on patrol...they where hunting. If search and destroy orders like that where being given to all the Imperial Forces then it would make things far more interesting. Synar rips his headset off and turns the controls over to R8, sparks begin to fly from inside the cockpit and the star fighter was now leaving trails of black smoke in its wake. His ship was done, but he wasn't out of the fight yet. *
" R8 blow it "
* Synar pulls the escape latch and cockpit bursts open. The winds rip him out of the star fighter and into a free fall. R8 pulls up and sends the ship into a steep climb, the attacking Tie fighters follow in pursuit as Synar watches with a slight smirk on his face. Syn gathers the force to him grasping upon its raw power and begins to slow his descent. After a few split seconds, Synar lands in a crouch on the surface. Standing up, he stretches and brushes the dust off of himself. The landing had not been the most comfortable of experiences but at least he wasn't dead. The only down fall was going into battle now feeling slightly drained for it took a bit more power then he would have liked to used this early on in order to stop himself. Synar looks out across the plain and can see only a few hundred yards from him a Jedi with twin sapphire blades confront the enemy. Synar focuses on the here and now and clears his mind for the battle to come, grasping his lightsaber hilt in his right hand he runs towards the lone Jedi defender. Crossing the distance in roughly 45 seconds, he slows himself to halt about 10 feet behind the Jedi and walks forward coming up to stand a few feet to the right of him *
" Mind if I join in "
* Syn thumbs the activation switch on his lightsaber and with a snap hiss its white blade comes to life, he drawn the force to him opening himself up to its power and storing within himself. Syn takes a two handed defensive fighting stance *
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on May 26, 2016 22:55:52 GMT -8
* A black Eta-2 Interceptor drops out of hyper space near the Planet of Dantooine, the small star fighter streaks towards the darkside of the planet to remain out of the eye of any over watchful folk. The sounds of R8's chirps and beeps awaken the young man in the pilots seat, With a yawn he opens his eyes and looks down at the planet below. Stretching what parts of his body that he could within the confines of the cockpit, he presses a small green button on the console acknowledging R8's steady stream of noise.
The control systems light up as green letters come across the command screen. It had seemed that his information had been correct and that there was indeed an Imperial presence here. Thankfully their fleet was on the other side of the planet. Cracking his knuckles, he knows that it was inevitable that he would become part of the conflict. Hopefully in return the Jedi may be able to give him some answers....
Grabbing the yolk, Synar pushes the throttle forward and the Eta-2 star fighter streaks down towards the planet below*
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Aug 20, 2015 5:23:13 GMT -8
Shaking the man's hand, Kirito lets go and unclips his data pad from his belt and hands it to Aerandir.
"The subject of my visit would best be discussed in private Headmaster"
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Aug 13, 2015 21:16:10 GMT -8
As he makes his way across the hanger, Kirito sees a man approach and then speak. Walking up to what only he could assume was another jedi, Kirito nods
" Yes "
Reaching out his right hand to the man in greeting, Kirito hopes he could help him with his search
" I apologize about this random incursion, Kirito Ozuna pleasure to meet you"
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Aug 11, 2015 23:22:20 GMT -8
Kirito follows his escort down to the planets surface, he flys the route given to him and slows his fighter down as he nears the Jedi Base Hanger. Given the green light, Kirito lands the StealthX in an open landing pad inside the hanger. All systems begin to go dark as Kirito shuts the ship down, as the cool down sequence starts; the cockpit opens and the black clothed jedi exits his fighter.
Standing next to his StealthX, Kirito looks around the hanger. Not much activity but he didn't expect much either, tightening his fingerless gloves he walks off to find the council chambers
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Aug 11, 2015 23:16:34 GMT -8
Kirito sits and waits, seconds turn into minutes, minutes begin to multiply and then the comm light turns green. Sitting himself up straight, Kirito opens the comm channel
:: Felucian control to Jedi Ozunza your records and ship identification clear, proceed to the surface::
Kirito plots in the coordinates to the Jedi Base and pushes the yoke forward, the engines hum as the fighter heads down to the planet below
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Aug 10, 2015 21:31:54 GMT -8
A black StealthX comes out of hyperspace above Felucia, the fighter slows itself as the engines cool down after a hard burn at lightspeed. Inside the cockpit the UV dampeners darken the view ports to shield the pilot from the orbiting Sun. Kirito opens up his fighters comm system and sends a message to Felucia's orbital control
:: Felucia control this Jedi Kirito Ozuna requesting permission to enter Felucian airspace::
Kirito forwards his previous destination log showing his jump coordinates from Ossus to Felucia, and with that his request for entry to the Jedi Temple below. The young Jedi sits calmly inside his StealthX as he awaits a response.
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Aug 6, 2015 22:43:49 GMT -8
Sitting at his usual spot he cant be seen by others in the library because of the amount of books and tomes he has stacked up on his work desk. Kirito flips to the marked page of a large thick book and begins reading. He reads the hand written notes left on the sides of the pages by his Master. After 50 or so pages Kirito begins to see a pattern in the notes. He knew his Master had been tracking Sith for the High Council on Coruscant, Kirito had even been along on many of the hunts. But this was something entirely, these notes where not just about tracking down sith lords and bringing them to justice...this was eradication. Kirito knew of his Master's late theories of the annihilation of the Sith, but even in there talks it was expressed that the darkside could never be cleansed from the galaxy. Kirito rubs his eyes and continues his research....
He is suddenly startled by an attendant droid nudging his arm
" Jedi Ozuna, I do apologize for the intrusion but per my programming you are need of a break"
Kirito looks past the droid and at the terminal across the library, he had been there for 10 hours. As he moves to motion the droid away the attendant points at a section in the book.
"Your Master had a query about this same reference. If I may be of service you cannot find the rest of these works here in this library or in any other Jedi installation. Rule context has them deemed forbidden, you have to go to the maker in order to uncover the rest
The droid rolls away chattering to itself, Kirito had finally got a lead. Whatever his Master was looking for he wasn't able to find it here. which means he had to go find another source of knowledge. Kirito knows he wouldn't have gone to another Jedi Temple and no planets public libraries would contain this information, which means only two options. Private collector or a Sith temple. Kirito begins charting all known Sith temples in the galaxy and then categorizes them from use and then to status. With many of the temples being listed for military use or destroyed Kirito searches for more clues. Knowing his Master wouldn't risk heading into Sith controlled space, Kirito looks at the all the abandoned temples on his star map. Three temples become highlighted, Kirito saves the coodinates to his personal data pad and the erases all traces of his work. He orders library attendants to return all the books and tomes he had after he rips out all the pages with his Master's writings on them. Kirito didn't know what his Master was searching for, and that didn't matter to him. All that mattered was finding him and now he had a place to start.
Kitio tabs his wrist comm
"Ionna fire up, and set these coordinates. We have work to do"
Kirito heads to the hanger
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Aug 6, 2015 21:24:52 GMT -8
Kirito steps out of the refresher and grabs a towel, drying off his hair he then wraps the towel around his waist and sits down at his desk. Keying up his terminal, Kirito looks over the data stream after a few moments he turns of the terminal. Still nothing he thinks to himself, getting up he gets his clothes together. Pulling his fingerless gloves tightly over his hands, Kirito looks at himself for a moment in the mirror. He wasn't a kid anymore, he was ready to be a knight, but it wasn't something he would do without his Master's blessing. And that was a problem all in its own, finding Aeryn. It had been six months since Aeryn had left Ossus and still no sign or trace of him. Kirito knew of his Masters skills but didn't think it would be this difficult to find something on him. Clipping his lightsabers to his belt he heads out of his room and to the library.
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Aug 6, 2015 20:37:21 GMT -8
Droplets of sweat beat down Kirito's brow as he takes in deep breaths of air. The young Jedi watches the droplets fall to the floor as he focuses on drawing the force into him. " Remember Kirito, your body is just like a dam, open the gates and let the Force burst forth and fill you. Don't think, focus on the here and now"Kirito remembers his Master's words as if they where being to spoken to him now, gritting his teeth Kirito feels the force fill him. Pushing off the ground with his left hand, Kirito bursts forth from his crouch driving a kick high into the air. He lands into a sweeping kick then back hand spring. Training in twice the gravitational force of Ossus has pushed Kirito to his limit, his muscles barely responding to his call with the only the power of will and the force keeping him going. He extends his right hand out and from across the room his lightsaber sails forth. The hilt of his weapon hits his palm and Kirito tightly grasps his blade, with the flick of his thumb the silver blade comes to life. Doors slide open from the walls four in all, a combat droid comes from each. Each droid holding a variety of electro pikes and other weapons surge forth at Kirito. The young Jedi grins and springs forward ducking under the first droids high sweep attack, He drives his lightsaber through the center mass of the droid. With his left hand he pushes the damaged droid with the force off his blade and into another. Two down. Before he can reassess, the other two droids are upon him, blocking high left then low right and then catching both droids pikes at the middle. Kirito uses his full strength to push back against the pikes, then suddenly out of the corner of his eye the droid on the right extends another pike from its free hand and slashes down.
STUPID. He let himself loose focus, and no he may just pay for it. His muscles move out of memory of his Master's training, letting go of his lightsaber with his left hand and gathering all the power he can, Kirito slams his palm on the ground creating a force repulse. Both droids fly backwards bot stop themselves from hitting the walls via there magnetic pads on their feet. Standing with a grin, Kirito calls to him his second saber. Whirling his silver blades around him Kirito looks at the three steadily advancing combat droids. Sprinting forward, and in a flurry of slashes takes out the first droid. The battle commences and Kirito full well knows that the droids will easily outlast his dwindling stamina, Kicking out the knee of the second droid it collapses before him. With an upward slash he beheads the droid and enter a spins cleaving the third droid in half.
Ending on one knee and entirely out of breath, the lights turn on and gravity reverts to normal. Several clean up droids begin there work as Kirito makes his way over to the rest area. Grabbing a cold water and towel, he takes a seat and begins going over the training in his mind via meditation. But one though kept echoeing through his mind, no matter how much study or training he did he couldn't shake it. 'Where are you...Where are you Master"
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Mar 18, 2014 1:11:53 GMT -8
* Kirito moves in unison with his Master as they walk through the valley. Using the force to blend his presence into the surroundings, he makes himself a blur so anyone trying to pinpoint him would not be able to focus directly on him. Pulling his hood on his jacket over his head, Kirito monitors the drones on his datapad*
" Master, drone 5 seems to have picked up on something....so far no visual but it has picked up a possible dna match in pheromones found in the air in that area "
* Kirito looks up and takes out his electrobincolurs, sighting in and then zooming in on the area where drone 5, Kirito hands the binoculars to Aren*
" Far end of the valley, a trail takes off into the mountains, drone 5 picked up the scent over there "
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Post by Synar Blackfyre on Mar 5, 2014 2:30:01 GMT -8
* Kirito having just finished cleaning up after his daily workout walks the halls of the Jedi Temple looking for his Master...Kirito wonders about where he could be for he is never late. As he moves casually throughout the temple his wrist comm chimes and a he reads the message. It was from Aren, Kirito goes into a brisker pace and after a few minutes walks up to Aren. As he reaches his Masters side he can see black robed man walking away in the direction of the hangers, puzzled he bows respectfully to Aren.
" Master "
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