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Post by Damocles on Jun 14, 2011 22:25:22 GMT -5
Mirror Drake stumbled back when he was sucker punched by Jor "Thats not much of a warm welcome for a friend now is it?" he questioned him, his eyes gleemed some "The Qun demands that you surrender" he told Jor his saber igniting once again.
Drake's stingray started to land once it finally did he climbed out the cold chilly breeze making things seem more ominous not a good sign. "Where the hell is everyone?" Drake asked he looked over seeing Claptrap roll to him "Master Drake!!!" the little robot called out "You muuuuust hurry!" He said turning around to roll away.
Drake hurried up following the droid.
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Post by Sir Lord Ash on Jun 19, 2011 3:46:53 GMT -5
Normandy Exited hyperspace far above Ilum, transmitting her codes to the planet below, along with who was aboard. It was simply Gray, Suzuka. and Aku, the latter two were off the bridge somewhere else. He wasn't reaching out with the force at that moment, but was focusing on the sensors.
Captain, sensors report a single craft entering the atmosphere of the planet: stingray-class. Looks like you lost your bet.
Seems like it. Bring us in at quickly as you can.[/b]
Gray left the bridge and went for the armory, where his ACE armor was stored at. He stepped into the circle where the specially created machine assembled the armor around him, and within a minute, was fully donned in his armor. He felt his ship start to buck around as it hit atmosphere, but it didn't really bother him. He was use to it by now, and he hoped his passengers were as well.
He went back to the bridge, where the blast shields were closed for atmospheric entry and check the ETA... they would land within five minutes at this rate. That was good. He left, heading to the cargo bay. There, Suzuka and Aku were ready. Suzuka was in her Jedi robes and Aku was in some simple dark clothing.
Well, we are just about to land. Hope you all enjoy the cold weather.
Why are you in your armor?
I have things I need to take care of with Drake, which is why I brought Aku with me. Go find one of the other masters and resume your training.
Before Suzuka could answer, Gray felt the ship shutter as it landed, and the back ramp opened up. With a wink, he donned his helmet and jetted off. Aku popped his neck and took off at the breakneck speed Ki's ran at, fallowing Gray, and leaving Suzuka alone.
Gray used the force to try to find Drake, who wasn't that far ahead of him.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jun 19, 2011 22:02:47 GMT -5
Mirror Jor drew his blaster and pointed it at Drake. "Your Qun can sit on this." He said and started shooting.
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Post by Damocles on Jun 20, 2011 23:07:40 GMT -5
"The qun is NOT pleased" Mirror Drake called out as he backed up using his saber to try and block all of the bolts from Jor's gun. This was more than Drake was bargining for not to mention he sensed someone strong in the force approaching the temple. Drake threw his hand out sending out a massive force push to get Jor out of the way.
Drake continued to follow behind Claptrap, the little robot came to a screeching stop. "Master Drake it may be dangerous" the little robot said to Drake. Drake sighed some and patted Claptrap's head "Then you just stay out here and wait for Rain and Kai okay, I'll head in" he said to Claptrap going into the temple.
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Post by Sir Lord Ash on Jun 21, 2011 14:35:25 GMT -5
Gray slowed down to let Aku catch up to him, and was surprised to know that the the Ki wasn't too far behind, and didn't seem out of breath at all. Gray cruised right above him as Aku ran, and focused on finding Drake. He reached out with the force, and picked up on him... well, what felt like two Drakes.
One wasn't far away, and the other one was further, and seemed to be preoccupied with something. Damn he really needed to work on his force abilities. Even simple stuff was difficult for him it seemed.
Gray and Aku stopped at a crossing inside the temple, and Gray reached out with the force, feeling which way Drake was.
I hope you do know that I can feel everyone inside the temple. I am trained in the ways of the force...
Why didn't you tell me that before?
You never asked, and it seemed as if my counterpart from this universe was a dark force user.
Indeed he was, no find the nearest strong force signature and head there.
Aku nodded, and in a flash of silver hair, was off, heading down the right pathway. Gray engaged his boosters and flew after the man. They turned one corner... two corner... MAN!!! Gray thew himself against a wall to avoid a jumping Aku and a man standing in the middle of the hallway. With a scrape of metal, his back connected with the wall for a few seconds, then he twisted around and landed on his feet on the ground, facing the way he came.
He was standing about 20 meters away from Drake, who seemed to be running away from a droid. That must have been the droid who contacted him when they were on Bespin. Aku was closer to Drake, standing against the wall and looking between Gray and Drake. It was Gray who spoke first.
Looks like you win, only because I dropped off your little friend.
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Post by Damocles on Jun 29, 2011 14:29:54 GMT -5
Drake ran into the temple just in time to see himself attacking Jor "What the hell?" Drake said under his breath, first there was Terrin being a robot now this shit, things just could not stay normal for more than 2 days.
Mirror Drake turned his attention from Jor as he felt the other Drake approach "Just the person I wished to speak to" he said as he ran over to Drake too quick for Drake to react. Mirror Drake grabbed his counterpart by the throat lifting him into the air. Drake coughed some from the pressure of having his throat forced closed.
"So young, naive" Mirror Drake said to the young Jedi he was holding in the air suddenly he slammed Drake into the ground. Drake's eyes shot open as all the air was forced from his body in one sudden motion. Mirror Drake pulled his saber out preparing to skewer Drake "Become one with the Qun" he yelled.
"No...no thanks" Drake replied kneeing mirror Drake in his crouch causing him to fall groan in pain and fall over. Drake hurried and scurried off the ground as Mirror Drake tried to compose hismelf "What the hell is this?" Drake called over to Jor.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 3, 2011 19:46:02 GMT -5
Mirror Jor flew back against the corridor wall with a thud and fell to his knees. He pointed his blaster and squeezed of two poorly aimed shots.
"He's you from the alternate universe. With the number of people crossing over from one side to the other the barriers between universes must be weakening." Mirror Jor said.
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Post by Damocles on Jul 9, 2011 2:31:10 GMT -5
Drake looked over at Mirror Jor when he explained about the barrier between universes weakening "Oh well I guess that makes sensss Whoa!!!" Drake yelled as he force pushed across the hall he slammed into a wall cracking it as he did. Drake fell to the ground holding his back "Shit shit shit" he grumbled as he started to stand up slowly.
Mirror Drake looked at both Drake and Jor, he knew he was outmatched for the time being, he would have to think of something drastic. Mirror Drake quickly activated his saber preparing battle.
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Post by Roku on Jul 13, 2011 14:52:26 GMT -5
His demeanor was gray, his childish innocence all but destroyed. He was back, but he wasn't entirely here. No, part of Savard was left back on Byss. For the first time in his young life, the Padawan understood loss. He'd lost an important bond during the war. He'd returned to Corbenic, but it no longer felt much like home. Sulking, head dipped forward, he didn't walk with the pride a Jedi should. His faith had taken a hit, and part of him... a small dark flicker deep inside him, wanted more. Wanted revenge. Wanted Justice. It didn't matter at this point that such resolution was against what Kyo stood for, or even that it was what fueled his death to begin with. The blank slate Savard used to be was being painted.
The boy once again found himself, alone. In the library. It eased his mind a little bit, reading the data files whether they be fiction, history or otherwise - it distracted him away from the pain of the real world. And that was what a Jedi was supposed to do, right? Distance himself from attachment. But he could feel them, and couldn't hold them back any longer. His eyes surrendered after a short battle with his emotions, and tears slowly rolled down his face. He layed his head down on the desk, arms covering his face. And lightly, he cried, trying to be as quiet as possible.
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Post by Ragsmire on Jul 13, 2011 22:04:40 GMT -5
Browsing through the temples vast selection of holocrons, conscripts, old timey paper books, and everything in between. Khris Cada kept having the same recurring thought in the back of his head, that being of course that. All the good stuff is probably kept in a restricted area.
Despite his pessimism in regards to the library, Khris did find amusement in a few rarities he managed to locate during his freetime, The holocrons of Arca Jeth for example were very interesting to listen too, for a time. The journal chronicled his time as watchman of Onderon, and a few stray passages written by the great master Thon during his time on Ambria. however beyond that, nothing of much note.
Which explained Khris desire to leave, after searching for the last half hour of his free time, it was time to leave, he had a ship waiting for him, and while a jedi knight, he thought there had to be things outside the temple that needed more consideration and time, things he could attend to. While walking out however, he didn't see, so much as feel, the pain, and loss of one of the younger students within the library.
Pulling a char out from besides the young man, Khris took a seat to his right before asking in a soft tone. "Everything alright?"
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Post by Roku on Jul 13, 2011 22:48:51 GMT -5
Distantly, above everything else, Savard sensed a figure approaching. Hearing a voice behind him, he held in his whimpers, and sniffled a bit as he rubbed his eyes with both hands. It took a few seconds to register that this man had actually asked him a question. Savard could hardly regain his composure, let alone describe his feelings with mere words. He stammered a bit, before standing up at attention in front of the seated Jedi. Cheeks were still red from the salty water that had flown from his eyes, but the padawan managed to clear his throat and form some words.
"He-he's dead...My master's dead...I...ran away...and I could hear his brother laughing. Tell me...how can someone feel that way, huh?" Savard asked, and without even realizing it, he grabbed a portion of Khris' robe, angrily. The intensity in the padawan's eyes was unmistakably dark side. "Feel joy...How can someone cackle like a psychopath, while they throw their lover across a pillar like a ragdoll? How can a man cut the life out of his own brother? HOW! I want to know!! I know there was nothing I could do, I'm an insect compared to that monster...but...god I wish it would be me instead..." He finally stopped, letting go of the robe, and - his legs gave put below him. he ended up back in the seat he was in, light headed and lost.
"Kyo was...he was more than just a man. Kyo was a leader, a friend to...all that was good in the galaxy..."
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Post by Ragsmire on Jul 13, 2011 23:43:03 GMT -5
Khris face grow with concern as the kid, practically a child compared to Khris, told him of what the knight could only assume was his first true loss in this galaxy. He could sense the anger, frustration, hatred, and even the fear deep within. This wasn't right, he needed counsel, guidance, and a place to turn.
As he sat back in his seat, Khris rose, placing a hand on the young man's shoulder as a form of comfort, it was one of few things he could do, short of agreeing with him, and assisting with whatever half-cocked plan for revenge he might have contemplated already.
Conjuring an answer to his inquiry, Khris spoke in the same low, subtly tone, however kept an edge of total seriousness on it, he had experience with loss, pain, and the darkside, first hand.
"That path, darkness, does something to you, it blurs your view, clogs it with power and contempt. This murderer you speak, obviously his view had been obscured for a long time, i'm sure one day that will be his ultimate regret. Until then, however, i'm sure your master wouldn't want you contemplating such dark thoughts."
Khris couldn't help but to recall his time with Evan, and how he slipped away. He couldn't believe it, but at times, he thought it was his fault, and it was that guilt that drove him away from the jedi, the force, and into the bottom of a bottle, but he wouldn't let the same thing happen to this kid.
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Post by Roku on Jul 14, 2011 0:08:48 GMT -5
Savard had a headache forming, stress from anxiety and ten thousand emotions trying to jumble their way into his thought process. This man spoke of avoiding the dark side. For some reason, on this day... it left a bitter taste in him to be preached at like that. His eyes darted up to Khris' eyes.
"We hear this sort of stuff every day... detach ones self from emotion... avoid the dark side... defend what is fair and just...they teach us all that here. But...you can't hear what I've heard, not in this place... the sound of the merciless shrieking of a woman, who's bones are shattering a hundred times per second while she skips helplessly across a metal bridge...no...the jedi didn't prepare me for that..." He snarled, coldly. "How can anything prepare you for that... the bastard tried the same thing to me...but she wasn't even force sensitive...she had no defense...he bloody well knew that... he seeks only terror, and rejoices as they beg for their lives...and...his ultimate pleasure comes from watching that last bit of hope in their eyes, glisten away as he savagely forces the life out of them...I too killed a man on Byss. He was trying to kill my cousin...so I shot him..." Savard admitted. "At the time I was...appalled with myself...but...I don't know anymore..."
"What can I do, master? I feel like I've lost my reason to care..."
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Post by Ragsmire on Jul 14, 2011 0:27:53 GMT -5
"The Jedi teach a lot, just like any military force would teach you. Practice is never a substitute for the real thing, that's something you'll learn the same way i did." Khris scratched his head, he couldn't think of the words to make things right, the perfect sentence to cause this kid's upside down world to be turned right side up again. He wondered if his master ever had the same problem, and quickly doubted it. De'Corta always knew what to say.
As he continued, Khris was surprised to be mistaken as a master, while he might possess the skills to be one, he would never want to, and wasn't officially recognized as one, He waved the title off as he finished, but only for an instant, as the kid's problems were far more important then some ranking altercation.
"I'm no master, kid. But listen, you can learn to become stronger, not in the dark way..." He said, quickly realizing how it sounded at first, Khris again couldn't help but scratch his head, he didn't seem cut out for this. However shrugging off that last bit, he soldiered on.
"There are things in the force you can learn to help better prepare yourself to face Sith, and other dark forces. But before you can get to that kind of level, you need to learn to tame your emotions, those will be your ultimate downfall, the jedi are not wrong in that."
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Post by jezred on Jul 14, 2011 0:53:04 GMT -5
Jezred wandered across the threshold of the Jedi temple for the first time in a year. He had been rejected essentially, from the temple because his beliefs weren't shared by all and he wasn't exactly ready to give up on them, just like he still wasn't ready now, but they hadn't exactly exiled him and there was information still needing to be gathered.
Memory took him to the library, he found it doubtful that he would get any of the information he sought was backlogged in a computer most likely, or the tomes were hidden away on either private shelves or restricted shelves but such shelves wouldn't be in the jedi temple. These were lessons of history and thus would only be found in the regular library if they were here at all.
Just as he had started to peruse the shelves, he noticed through emotions carried within the force, but also from his regular senses which he sharpened using the force as well, that there was a kid here crying, most likely a padawan, and it wasn't long before another, presumably more 'Jedi minded' individual approached him. Far be it from he to interrupt the conversation, though he did sit down and read a randomly selected book about star charts and ancient space exploration, before planets were necessarily mapped out. As he read, he continued to listen though, multitasking his way through their conversation with equal interest.
At the end of the man's discussion about the force and the dark side, Jezred disagreed, though it was a debate to go discuss the matter. The kid was most likely going to be dancing with the dark side sometime soon anyway and Jezred's own opinion was that it would be better for the boy to be instructed in the steps of that dance rather than taught to waltz on the other side of the room. With that, he stood up and calmly walked over to where the two were talking, listening to their conversation, and waiting to see if there was a need to interject at any point.
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