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Post by Tiana, eh? on Aug 6, 2004 17:35:47 GMT -5
I think you all know what this is, so yeah. No desription needed.
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Post by The Hot Eye on Aug 9, 2004 12:39:31 GMT -5
is this the new rp? from the other one that cy is from the future?
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Post by Cy Otauna on Aug 10, 2004 12:00:01 GMT -5
*yep. this one is completely different, though the Jedi Temple is being continued <yay!> read the rules and post your char sheet. PM me if youve got any questions.*
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Post by Cy Otauna on Aug 10, 2004 12:02:17 GMT -5
*aright, let's get this party started.***
The sun was setting over the cityscape of Coruscant, and Xaria's shadow stretched out long before her as she stood poised at the pinnacle of a spire of the Jedi Temple. It was a training room, with a padded floor and the walls where there were no windows held mirrors, for the Jedi students to reflect on both their form in combat and their inner selves. Xaria kept her face averted from the mirrors. All they would show her was the elaborate red and black tatooes that were the remannt of the taint of the dark side of the Force. The young Zabrak launched into a flurry of moves designed to be used with a lightsaber, though she had set that weapon aside for this, twists and slashes for swordcombat accented with kicks and Force-attacks. She stopped. the Force is never to be used for attack. It was a reminder she got often from Master Kenobi. She took it to heart and walked to one of the wide windows, realizing that already she had stayed training for far longer than usual. Out there was the towers of the temple that was now her home, and the life of the Jedi within, Masters and Padawans and brooding dark side adepts. That last thought came unbidden, and was repelled as certainly untrue. There was no evil here. Just life, and the beings chosen to serve it.
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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Aug 11, 2004 20:25:31 GMT -5
*oh boy here we go!! lol *ooc* Jedi Master Eisley Oricla slowly and methodically chewed her food. She was sitting alone in her quarters again. Sighing, she picked up the datapad and began to read. "Xaria, Tania, Raven . . . not many choices are there?" Over the years of lonliness she had developed the habit of talking to herself. Eisley stood up and stretched, hoping to find some relief from the stress that wracked her body. The Council had finally laid down the law that morning. She was to choose a Padawan within the month. She had gone through her own training so quickly that she wasn't quite sure she was ready yet to train a Padawan of her own. Yet, she yearned for companionship. A young Jedi would provide intelligent conversation and perhaps friendship. "Open." She told the door. She walked slowly down the dimmed and deserted hallways. Things were so quiet in the Temple at night. Eisley saw a light shining from one of the training rooms and went to investigate. She stood in the shadows and watched the young Zebrak female go through the sword dance. Suddenly she stopped and seemed to compose herself. The feeling of the Dark Side clung to the young Padawan, but she was fighting it off, doing everything she could to push it away. This young one looked promising. Perhaps Eisley would ask the Council about her. ***** Anakin sat at the desk in his quarters tinkering with the small droid. The single hover-lamp gave just enough light to see what he was doing. Sighing he pushed back from the desk frustrated. It wasn't the work that was frustrating him but his thoughts. His mind was back on Tatooine with his mother.
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Post by Vanacoriel on Aug 12, 2004 11:49:14 GMT -5
The days and nights where long for some one hoping to become a padawan. Dominix wandered down the many spotless corridors in the Jedi Temple when she was not working on her fighting technique thinking and dreaming about becoming a great Jedi. She wandered down the halls near the enterance when a feeling that someone was waiting outside the doors crept over her. She walked slowly towards them and opened one. With a creak it swung open and she stole back in to the shadows. She watched as a dark figure clutching something in his hand step forward, alert and waiting. " Do you creep around at night alot? Or prehaps you want something? Something you only dream about and you've come to ask?" She spoke softly and watch the boy wheel around quickly, staring into the shadows where she hid.
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Post by The Hot Eye on Aug 12, 2004 13:54:14 GMT -5
Yaz was walking up the currently deserted Jedi temple hall, she didnt have any plans or reasoning, just walking along. as she neared a set of stairs that led up to a training room she felt the familiar presence of xaria, one of her close jedi friends. she paused, thinking, and then turned up the stairs. for someone as small as she the long stairs would have benn unmanagable, but not for yaz, the jedi knight(?) *occ*hey eowyn, can i be a master??*ooc* As she neared the top she saw a small gathering of jedi grouped around the practicing Xaria. she chuckled to herself and made her way up to where she could see xaria in plain sight. "jettoz..."
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Post by Cy Otauna on Aug 12, 2004 14:31:02 GMT -5
*hey echo you're in two places at once, here and Naboo in "space." also you're got two characters goin, and i don't think that's allowed. you're gonna have to ask eowyn when she get's back, but i'd advise against it.*
There was a crowd growing in the training room. Slightly uneasy, Xaria glanced at the alien called Echo. "Form 1 lightsaber style. mostly. it's my own." She shut down her saber and scanned the Jedi again, noting a Master, Oricla, studying her, and her friend Yaz. Xaria answered in Yaz and their friend's half-time language, Bocce, "Jettoz."
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Aug 12, 2004 19:13:18 GMT -5
Cluge Spun at the sound from the shawdows. He yelled back in Tusken, his native tounge, "Who's There?" Then remebered he wasn't on tatooine any more, so nobody knew his language. He Pulled a small disk out of his pack, and clipped it on his belt. He turned on the translator and reapeted his question. "Who's there?" He spoke agian, but in a light Human tone and launguage. "My name is Cluge, Son of Mote, who and where are you?"
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Post by sithhunter on Aug 12, 2004 19:36:23 GMT -5
Just as he spoke someone burst into the room with a bowcaster armed and ready. My name raven i heard yelling what i transpiering here? Do not underestimate my aim i can see in the dark. For i am an angel from the third moon of iego and my bowcaster yes it loaded. I will ask agian who is there?
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Aug 12, 2004 19:43:17 GMT -5
"Cluge, Tusken of tatooine, Follower of the force," Cluge decided to tell them his story. "When i was 12 at home, i felt a sudden burst of energy, and i jump on a sand crawler and ran down the side, unexhausted, the when i was 14, My mother found me levatating in my sleep. Then on my fifteenth birthday, i felt a stong push towards space. that night, i looked at the sky and saw the system the force pushed me toward. Courscant, This planet, so i smuggled on a cargo ship and found my self here."
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Post by sithhunter on Aug 12, 2004 19:59:24 GMT -5
I am raven i will disarm my bowcaster now i am sorry if i alarmed you xaria you allready know where i am from i am thirteen.I was 11 when a jedi-starfighter crashed on my home world i searched the reck for the piolt i found him he was dead.We angels gave him a proper baryual i went to repair the ship it took me two years to repair it.Then i was thirteen it was time make a choice to all angels have to make.Eather say on the moon or leave for six years.After that i have another choice eather go back or stay here.may join you in your combat traning?
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Post by Vanacoriel on Aug 13, 2004 1:55:59 GMT -5
Still lurking in the shadows Dominix jumped when Raven appered. She listened closly to what they had all said. Still silent she moved closer and closer, and decided to speak. " Well, isnt this a pretty kettle of fish! I am Dominatrix Sharpe, Daughter of no one, apprentice to no one. Was that Tusken? WHen did you get here? " She said ,addressing Cluge, emerging from the shadows blinking in the dim lights. She turned to Raven. " Do you always jump out at people with a weapon draw or is he just special?", smirking Dominix looked up at the ceiling, wondering who and what these people were doing.
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Post by sithhunter on Aug 13, 2004 19:18:23 GMT -5
At least i have a reputaion for something
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Aug 13, 2004 19:25:52 GMT -5
"Actually," Cluge said behind the mask, "I got here not to long ago," he said uneasily. "I Smuggled myself on a friegther to get here, and i request to speak to a Jedi master, ANY Jedi, I MUST know... can i be trained? Dominatrix, can you lead me to a master?" Looking at their faces, he saw they diddn't understand. "Alright, here's the truth the reason i want to be trained, is beacuse... my family disowned me for failing a task... and if i return...." His voice trailed off.... "They'll rid the galaxy of me. Please help me."
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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Aug 13, 2004 19:29:31 GMT -5
Eisley walked over to Xaria. "You have good fighting form, child. You need more training though." Her clipped accent was clear and gentle. "Perhaps you would like to discuss a future for yourself? Come to my quarters tomorrow and we shall speak." Eisley smiled at the young Zebrak. "Mayhap you will hear this advice? The force is like life-we cannot control everything it gives to us, but we must enjoy it or we will come to hate it." She turned and left the room feeling more content than she had earlier that night. That piece of advice had been given to her by her own Master and had helped her through many a tough time. When she reached her quarters she fell into a deep dreamless sleep.
*ooc* I might like a challenge of 'reforming' a former Sith . . . pm me and we can talk *ooc*
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Post by Vanacoriel on Aug 13, 2004 21:16:35 GMT -5
Dominatrix was somewhat insulted by the cold words of Raven. She wiped the smirk of her face and after listening to Cluge she decided to help him. " If I knew where any masters where I would lead you to them, it's getting kind of late though, would you like something to eat or anything? Maybe you can explain you story in details to me... or maybe both Raven and I. Then I'll try to find someone." She tried to look kind but it was kind of hard as emotions didn't portray themselves on her face, so she turned to Raven. "Where did you come from,anyway? YOu just jumped out of thin air, bowcaster loaded."
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Post by sithhunter on Aug 14, 2004 19:01:22 GMT -5
I am sorry if i alarmed you dominx.I am sorry for my cold words.I am an angel from the third moon of iego.I was 11 when a jedi-starfighter crashed on my home world i searched the reck for the piolt i found him he was dead.We angels gave him a proper baryual i went to repair the ship it took me two years to repair it.Then i was thirteen it was time make a choice to all angels my age have to make.Eather say on the moon or leave for six years.After that i have another choice eather go back or stay here.I keep the bowcaster becuase it was the wepon of the pilot.May we go have the noon meal now with cluge?
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Post by Vanacoriel on Aug 15, 2004 18:48:45 GMT -5
Dominix smiled. "No worries, Raven. Coming Cluge?" She turned and headed to wards the stairs the kitchen. "Just Follow me." She wondered where this could be leading
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Aug 15, 2004 19:05:21 GMT -5
"Ok." Cluge said. The threesome went into the kitchen where a protocol droid was cooking something. "Hello. I'm TC-19, Master Chef here. how may i be of service?" the droid said in a female voice. "My name is Cluge, um, do you have Kyrat dragon Meat?"
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