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Post by Johun Starfield on Feb 17, 2014 7:54:24 GMT -8
Johun stood calmly and pushed an intercom on the wall.
Lt. Trado we are ready.
Aye, sir. We will be airborne in 5 minutes.
The familiar whine or repulser lifts could be heard as the Libero powered up for lift off.
The will be lots of talk Von. The teachings of the Jedi are many, so much theory and dogma shall be discussed. Johun cleared his throat. No in the two cabins over there, Johun gestured to the starboard side of the ship. Each of you will find traditional padawan robes. Also, we will be trimming your hair into the traditional padawan braid behind your right ear. If your hair isn't long enough to braid, then we will be tying a small piece of braided leather there into your hair to signify your rank.
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Kulaan
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Post by Kulaan on Feb 17, 2014 16:04:15 GMT -8
*Kulaan glanced at Von as he voiced his opinion on their departure. It seemed that whatever that thing was that had erased Von's memory, had left him with his seemingly short level of patience. She looked back to Johun as he stood and activated the intercom, before looking around as the repulser lifts powered up, she would have to get used to that. She turned back to Johun again when he cleared his throat and indicated where their cabins would be.
She nodded in acknowledgement but stopped when he mentioned robes and a haircut. She had been on Felucia long enough that she had quite forgotten how lax they were about that particular custom. Her hair was a little past its normal length starting to hang over her shoulders a bit. It was normally trimmed to the base of her neck so at least that would be taken care of. *
Guess I will have to get used to robes again. But I was overdue for a trim anyway. *She said smiling slightly, while scratching behind her left ear.*
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Post by Von Verros on Feb 17, 2014 22:52:02 GMT -8
Von was not used to flying let along being off ground a mere feet, so when the ship started to rise his nails dug into the leather interior of the ships furniture that he happened to be siting in. Trying to keep a calm composure and hiding the fact that he was clearly freaking out, he did not make eye contact with either one of them as well as calmed his breathing down to the best he could so that the tall one being his new teacher wouldn't use any tricks on him. It didnt take long before he would have to get up seeing as Johun was no directing them towards two room of their own. If it was a means to get away from their eyes he would go. An without another word he flung himself towards the room towards the right and shutting the door behind him. Seeing that the room was empty Von removed the stolen robes from his body and let them fall to the ground. He stared at himself in the mirror by the closet, his eyes traced over the multitude of scars criss crossing across his body. His fingers traced each one as he counted them quietly aloud.
1..2...3...4...5...6...7...8..9He continued till he was nearly done, his eyes would soon grow heavy as he started to fully calm down25...26...27...28...Von collapsed back on to the bed his pants around his waist and his scars visible for all to seen. For Von didn't realize his door was slight ajar, as he laid helpless
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Johun Starfield
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Post by Johun Starfield on Feb 23, 2014 9:37:40 GMT -8
It is a tradition I still embrace, along with several others.
The Libero shook slightly as it lifted into the air as it began its ascension into orbit.
You may either retire to your cabin or stay here in the commons area with me, but we will not be doing much in the way of training until we reach Corellia.
Johun sat on a chair and closed his eyes, feeling outward with the Force, trying to touch Von's mind.
Sleep soundly Von. Your life as you knew it is no more, and when you awake, a new life shall begin.
The Libero still continued its ascent into orbit, switching from the repulsers to the sub-light engines.
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Kulaan
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Post by Kulaan on Feb 23, 2014 21:12:22 GMT -8
*Kulaan watched as Von bolted towards the room. Her slight smile turned into a look of bemusement realizing Von wasn't much of a flyer. She too wasn't overly used to flying, this only being her second time. She staggered slightly when she went to turn back towards Johun just as the Libero entered onto orbit.
I think I will retire to my cabin for now. *She said glancing back towards Von's slightly open door.* I've got a few things to think about anyway. Thank you master. *She said with a slight bow before heading into her cabin and closing the door.*
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Post by Johun Starfield on Feb 25, 2014 9:59:59 GMT -8
Johun nodded, keeping his eyes closed, at Kulaan's response. Johun could feel both his padawans' excited anxiety about the upcoming trip. He smiled, remembering his own feelings about embarking on the path to becoming a Jedi. The Libero broke atmosphere and entered orbit.
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Michael
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Post by Michael on Mar 3, 2014 1:16:31 GMT -8
A public transport shuttle makes its way into the hangar. Landing, the rodian pilot gets out to help his passengers exit the aircraft. Luckily for him it was only two people. An older lady and a young human girl. He snorted in contempt. Humans always seemed to get rid of their children to the jedi, most claiming it is just because they believe them to have control of the force. In his experience, some of the kids did while others were just people trying to get rid of their unwanted children. He felt sorry for those younglings. This kid looked different than the rest, however. A young girl with long purple hair of all things! He has never in all his travels seen a hair color like that on a human. Other than that and her very bright green eyes, nothing really stood out from her. He had to guess she was between 5 to 9 years old or just a really short human. She was wearing weird clothing, well weird for him. Her clothing consisted of a long white skirt with a matching shirt. Over the shirt was a dark green vest that had straps that hooked over her shoulders. She also wore some kind of black opentoed shoes that looked to be mostly straps. The older lady however just wore a plain grey robes, concealing her figure complete with a hood to hide her face. Shrugging, the rodian went to the back to fetch the little girls bags.
"Now now Meredia, we have to hurry. I have to get back home and I'm sure you will love it here. The jedi are known for being kind people. I am sure you will fit right in here."
The now named Meredia looks up at the lady with doubt clearly seen on her face. She looks back around the hangar and looks back with a pout.
"But I don't want to stay here. I loved being at the orphanage with you and the others. Please don't make me stay here Mito-obaasan!"
Mito frowned at the poke at her age, but ignored it in favor of hugging Meredia.
"Don't worry Meredia. You can come visit us if you want. I'm sure the jedi will allow it if you study hard enough. Besides, I bet Kushi will miss you just as much as you miss her. Just remember, your credits are in your bag if you need to buy anything and don't forget to brush your teeth when you wake up and before you go to sleep. I have to go now. Be good for your masters and remember to write every now and then."
Mito gives Meredia one last hug before the rodian comes back out with Meredia's stuff. He hands the bag to Mito and goes to get back in his shuttle. Mito hands Meredia her bag and gives her another hug before heading off to the shuttle. Meredia watches her leave sadly before turning and heading off to try to find a jedi master so she can enroll in the academy.
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Post by Kurayami Bloodborn on Jun 25, 2014 13:01:26 GMT -8
Kurayami had already slid into the pilot's chair again, after replacing the newly polished armor. He wasn't goiing to argue anything even if she decided that she felt like bringing up some sort of issue, though thankfully she didn't seem too interested in doing so. He looked out at the planet as he angled the D-5 downwards.
Yea, been a bit for me as well. Hadn't really planned on visiting again. So what are we going to tell those who are home why we are there? I mean I can't see them just letting go of the person we are after.
He looked over at her as she shifted, pursed her lips and then had another mood swing. Women. He just rolled his eyes and shook his head slightly as he brought the ship in for a landing in the hangar at the temple.
Well seeing as I live to serve you mistress, I will be sure that you are inconvenienced as little as possible with our being here. I had figured maybe we could take a tour when we are done.
The words were dripping with sarcasm as he sealed the helmet onto his armor and keyed in the code to lower the ramp. He made a sweeping motion towards the lowered ramp with one hand.
After you.
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Post by Makia Speer on Jun 25, 2014 13:54:58 GMT -8
Now you're getting the idea!
Makia said, giggling as he finalized his statement with the snap-hiss of his helmet. It was cute, to think he could shut her out. Then again, most people wanted to shut her up. The ramp lowered and Makia took the offer and stepped out onto the landing deck first. As the hot humid air punched her in the face, something else a little harder than humidity, did quite the same thing. Makia stumbled back, her left hand flying to her jaw, eyes widening in shock.
Well it's nice to see you too... Captain.
She rubbed her throbbing jaw and held up her other hand to bar Kurayami from doing anything stupid, like jumping to her defense or whatnot. Men tended to do that an awful lot and it almost always got them in trouble.
That was for last time...
The impressively tall, armored trooper responded, giving Makia a stern, almost satisfied look. Slowly, he turned his eyes to the man accompanying her and cleared his throat.
Welcome to Felucia. I'm Captain Roel. Because you're with this particular passenger, He said, motioning to the recovering form of Makia. I will assume you're reasons for being here are hostial and that your motives are obviously dangerous. You will be watched thoroughly during your stay. If you have any questions I'm willing to answer them.
Yes,thank you Captain. I have a question. How the kriff did you know I'd be on that ship?
Makia said indignantly.
I told him.
A young, but very dignified female voice echoed about them. Off to the left a figure approached, garbed in a solid white cloak. A hood covered her head, and half the girl's face, but her hair freed itself here and there in dark brown strands. The force spun tightly around this one. A strange, unsettling feeling of understanding and knowledge rested upon her, almost as if, though her eyes were covered, she could see more than anyone else.
Though, I left his reaction up to him. Obviously you deserved that. Welcome home.
You're taller.
Makia said, suddenly hesitant.
But you're obviously the same person.... aren't you?
That's a question you should ask about yourself.
The girl responded and turned her face in the direction of Kurayami.
Welcome back Kurayami Bloodborn. You two must be searching for something pretty important, to come all the way back here.
She paused and smiled slightly.
Excuse me. I'm Anna. I suppose I keep forgetting that just because you know someone's name, doesn't mean they know yours.
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Post by Kurayami Bloodborn on Jun 25, 2014 14:55:53 GMT -8
Kurayami simply shook his head this time, not bothering to respond. He made his way down the ramps in time to watch her get punched in the face. Apparently that was how they decided greetings worked around her. He let his hands drop to his T-6's, resting on the grips, though he made no further move to draw either of them. Her holding up her other hand to stop him from any further action certainly told him that she was not too disturbed by the turn of events. Kurayami's aura was calm as he looked over towards the trooper and the odd young woman with him. When he spoke his voice was flat, betraying nothing.
As far as backwater planets go, this is my least favorite. Ah guilty and never presumed innocent. Certainly helpful simply because I am traveling with a woman who may or may not be all there mentally. No, I have no wish for hostility or to endanger any. Especially if we can just get what we came for and leave.
After addressing the captain, he turned his attention to the woman with the eye covering on. He nodded slightly at her before addressing her in return. It was a little disquieting when she used his name, though she was quick to introduce herself.
You could say that, yes. Pleasure to meet you Anna.
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Post by Raine Bralor on Jul 10, 2014 5:46:20 GMT -8
*The Orion slowly rumbled into the hangar, its repulsar lifts kicked on as the struts extended from the belly of the freighter. The ship set down with a low groan before its engines powered off. As the ships engines wound down, the loading ramp extened to the floor. Stepping down onto the hangar floor were two figures. One was of Captain Halex, a women in her mid fifties with ash blonde hair turning to grey. The clothes she wore were military in style, everything from her flight jacket to her polished combat boots were in neat order. Her sharp blue eyes scanned the hangar for whoever was in charge. Behind her was a young girl, about twelve. She had reddish brown hair and grey eyes. Her dress was a little less in order then the older womens, consisting of black scuffed up combat boots, olive colored cargo pants, a black t-shirt with a longer grey shirt underneath and a black halfskirt wrapped around her waist.*
*The younger girl looked a little more nervous then her older counterpart, keeping as close to her as possible. Her grey eyes didn't hold the same confidence either as they gazed across the hangar. There were a lot more people here then she thought there would be. Not nearly as many as the spaceports she had been to, which made her slightly more at ease. Her eyes then fell on several Jedi, eying them up curiously before turning to several non Jedi. She turned to Halex and was about to speak, but she didn't know what to say. This was all new to her and the nervous pit in her stomach wasn't making it easy on her either. Captain Halex turned her gaze to Raine, seeing the concern on her face.*
-Halex-
"You seem worried. I thought this was what you believed was the right thing to do." *A small smile graced the edges of the older women's lips. She knew Raine was a little shy around strangers, especially when discussing her force powers.*
-Raine-
"It's just...what do I do? I mean..I've never actually sat down and willingly talked to anyone about this."
*Halex put a hand on the child's should and gave it a gentle squeeze.* "They'll help you, trust me, and you'll be fine." *She then turned her attention to a service droid walking about the hangar. Striding over she caught the droids attention.* "Excuse me. Who is in charge and how do I speak to them?"
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Post by Eruestan Duskhand on Jul 11, 2014 20:14:27 GMT -8
Eruestan had been wondering through the the hanger bay to check something on his ship when he noticed the new arrival coming in to land. He looked around and it didn't seem like they were being expected by anyone at all, so the young knight decided if no one came for them soon, he would see if he could be of any use. The ships engines blew his long blond hair across his young, yet worn face, as they passed over and lit on an available landing area. Observing the two who descended the loading ramp, he could tell that one was a military woman, but the other he did not know about. After another quick look around he noticed no one going over to collect the two and thought to take things into his own hands and started over right as the older woman was talking to a service droid.
Greetings! Eruestan Duskhand, at your service. Eruestan bowed to the two new visitors. How may I help you?
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Post by Raine Bralor on Jul 12, 2014 15:24:40 GMT -8
*Captain Halexs attention turned to the young man who had come over to great them. She returned the bow and gave the man a pleasant smile. Raine glanced up to see Halex give a bow and quickly and almost awkwardly gave a small bow to the man. Halex kept her attention fixed on the man however as she spoke.*
-Halex-
"I am Captain Rose Halex, it's a pleasure to meet you." *She gave Raine a nudge forward. The girl and taken a step back after giving a bow and was almost hiding behind Halex. Quickly stepping forward Raine greeted the man.*
-Raine-
"I..I'm Raine Ordo." *Raine was shyer the Captain Halex, especially around new people. She gave a glance up at Halex only to see her give a nod to keep going on why she was here.* "I came here to see if anyone could help me train in the force. Or at least help me control it." *She nervously bit her lower lip for a second as she shifted her weight from one leg to the next.* "If..that's okay, I mean."
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Post by Eruestan Duskhand on Jul 12, 2014 21:36:57 GMT -8
Eruestan smiled at the young girl's shyness. His own padawan had also been very shy but for different reasons he was sure. The knight knelt down to be closer to eye level with the young girl. He reached out and put one hand on her shoulder.
It was very brave of you to look for help, Raine. And you have come to the right place for that help. You are too old for a traditional training, but I'm sure the Masters will find something for you, we never turn away those in need of help here.
He gave another smile to the girl before standing back up and looking to Halex.
Are you her guardian?
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Post by Raine Bralor on Jul 13, 2014 15:18:10 GMT -8
*Raine gave a slight bow and quietly thanked the man when he said that the Jedi would help her. Halex, however, kept her attention on Eruestan.*
-Halex-
"In a way I am her guardian, yes. I found her two years ago living on the streets. Her and several other children were calling an abandoned warehouse home. As for her parents..." *Halex broke off for a second, not sure how to put it straight forward with Raine standing right beside her. She didn't have to finish the statement though, Raine spoke in a low voice, finishing Halexs statement.*
-Raine-
"They were killed in a street fight."
*Halex cast a quick glance at Raine. Seeing the child's gaze go distant for a moment. Clearing her throat, she continued.*
-Halex-
"Yes...right. Not long after that is when I found her. I've been taking care of her ever since."
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Post by Eruestan Duskhand on Jul 18, 2014 16:57:25 GMT -8
Eruestan's smile faded a bit when the young girl told him what had happened. He was reminded of his own family's demise. The knight looked down at the girl, he could tell she had seen a lot in her short life. Eruestan thought for a moment on how to respond. He was honestly surprised, with a name like Ordo one of the girls parents had to have been a Mandolorian, and you don't here of many of them going down in simply street brawls. Pushing that last thought to the back of his mind, the Jedi spoke in a more somber voice than the one he had greeted them with.
I am deeply sorry for your loss. Believe me when I say I know what it is to have your family taken from you. Please, follow me, you must be tired and hungry after your journy. I will take you both to get food while I see if I can make some arrangements for you. He jestured toward the hangers exist to the rest of the Base. Eruestan know wished to help this child more than before.
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Post by Raine Bralor on Jul 18, 2014 17:27:09 GMT -8
"Thank you." *Raine said quietly when Eruestan gave his sympathies. Halex gently squeezed Raines shoulder before the young girl followed after the Jedi. She was less nervous now then before. But she was still in an unfamiliar place, and the prospect of Halex leaving her didn't make it any easier. Her nervousness was slowly giving away to curiousity as she began to look around at all the other beings, she had even seen several children not much older then her. This brought some relief, at least she wasn't the only one her age here.*
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Post by Zemear on Nov 9, 2014 20:00:15 GMT -8
Zemear glanced behind his shoulder to see Tom catching up with him, with his effects. Blinking, the tall being shook his head, obviously embarrassed. Well, his forgetfulness could be excused he supposed. He had just been beaten in the head by a metal pipe. Shrugging slightly, he took his things from Tom and, in mid turn, bean putting them on. He did, truly feel better. The straps of his long swords no longer burned his skin. Sadly, he'd not had time to actually finish the vibrating mechanism in one of the vibro blades. That meant, only one had the devastating results of such a weapon. The other would still cut things rather well, he suposed.
Looking at Tom, finally, the Epikanthix narrowed his eyes. The vision he had in his dream wasn't a pleasant one. Morgan was probably in danger, for some reason. He questioned weather they should go alone, or with an escort of several force trained Jedi. Though, he doubted putting more jedi at risk, would be what Morgan would want. Perhaps Zemear and his Master could handle this task together. Perhaps they should at least let her father know what they were doing and why. What ever the case, Zemear had his blades, and his heavy repeater at his side again. He put a large hand on the gun's handle almost affectionately. In recovery or not, Zemear was ready to go.
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Post by Tom Klanzo on Nov 10, 2014 16:11:07 GMT -8
*Tom had caught up to Zemear and handed the boy's articles to him, which made the Epicanthix appear a little understandably embarrassed, but Tom had merely attributed that to his desire to move quickly rather than any excusable forgetfulness on behalf of his condition. Regardless, Zemear donned his equipment once more, with an apparent newfound strength, and looked at Tom with an urgent but questioning look. Did they go now, just the two of them, urgently? Or do they take someone with them?*
If she is indeed in some sort of danger, the quicker we go, the better.
*Tom did not hesitate in resuming his pace as he spoke, making for the hangar and toward one of the shuttles available for use; one of the perks of being the headmaster's most trusted friend. He didn't hesitate to raise the ramp behind himself and Zemear and then head to the cockpit, preparing the ship for liftoff.*
No doubt Aerandir has sensed something amiss, it's his own daughter, but we need to be on our way. I'll send him a message.
*Tom's hands worked over the controls, fumbling only briefly in places; he was more used to his older shuttle than he was these newer devices, whose controls were altered just enough to create some minor confusion. But he still had the ship ready to move quickly enough and began their ascent into orbit. While he steered the ship toward the heavens, he began recording his message to Aerandir.*
:: Aerandir, it's Tom. As I'm sure you're aware already, something is... amiss, regarding Morgan. Zemear and I are on our way to Dagobah to retrieve her. Don't worry, leave this to us. We'll bring her home in no time. ::
*Faith. Everyone needed it right now. Faith in the Force, faith that Morgan would turn out alright, Aerandir's faith in Tom, Tom's faith in himself and Zemear... They would bring Morgan home. The ship eventually made its way into orbit, Tom inputting a course for Dagobah, and then the ship was gone.*
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Post by Aerandir Calmcacil on Feb 4, 2015 2:31:04 GMT -8
*Packing equipment for the trip to Umgul was simple. Some clothing, datapads, other gear, snacks, and food for Lokay, who was perched upon Morgan's shoulder as they entered the hangar. Morgan briefly wondered if she could somehow bring along Rush, but decided on her own that there was probably no way for her to do that. She split apart from the group briefly to head to the edge of the jungle, summoning said akk and saying some farewells to him as Aerandir and Michelle loaded up their equipment on their star yacht, Quiet Perseverance, and prepped it for departure. Morgan was soon aboard a few minutes later, seeming a little worried about how Rush would take the planetary separation, and when they were all strapped in and ready, the ship lifted off from the hangar floor, exiting from the large opening and heading up towards the sky...*
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