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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Aug 19, 2004 20:23:49 GMT -5
*ooc* I'm moving the time ahead a bit . . . can't keep it 2 am forever *ooc*
The lights came on at the customary time and Eisley slowly sat up and stretched. It seemed earlier than it really was however and the Jedi sat in bed relaxing for a moment before rising and making herself a cup of tea. As she sipped the hot brew she rummaged through the not so tidy room. "Where is it? I want to show it to her." Eisley's mind was still with Xaria. She sincerely hoped that the young Zebrak would come to her room so they could talk. The girl intrigued her and there were many questions that needed answering. Curiosity may not be the best trait in a Jedi but that was one thing Eisley couldn't stifle. "Aha! Found it." In her hand was a small wooden box. As she walked to the table the contents rattled inside. Eisley sat and slowly opened the lid with a smile. The crystals inside sprakled back at her, reminding her of the various worlds she had retrieved them from. Her eyes searched the different colors and formations until she found the one she was looking for. It was a rather small crystal round in shape and dark in color, next to the bigger, brighter crystals it seemed insignifigant. But Eisley knew that when built into a lightsabre it would be a more breathtaking blade than any of the others. "Now get ahold of yourself Eisley. She may not want this one. There's plenty of them to choose from. And SHE has to choose not you." The Jedi placed the crystal back into the box and quickly showered and changed her robes. Soon Xaria would come.
Anakin woke with a cramped back and realized he had fallen asleep at his worktable again. "Ugh. Not good. I better get moving." After he had showered he walked around the temple for awhile before going to the Room Of A Thousand Fountains. He stepped into a small pile of things lying in a heap near the largest pool. He rifled through the stack. Some robes, a wierd looking mask something about it reminded him of a Tusken though slightly modified, and a translator disk. There was no inscription identifying the things as belonging to anyone and an idea popped into Anakin's head. A devilish grin spread across his face and he picked up the bundle and headed back to his room. After depositing the stuff there he left in search of his good friend Taania.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Aug 19, 2004 23:34:07 GMT -5
((Anakin! How DARE you! Snrk... now I might actually have to be a Jedi Master... heh. Anyhow, this could be interesting now... oh, by the way, it's now 7:00 the next day.))
Jedi Knight Taania Aawyyn shoke herself awake, and realized she had fallen asleep. Her senses told her that it was now morning already, though she still felt very tired. Jendana was gone, as well as Cluge, not that she minded. Pulling her cloak back on, she walked out of the room as a nearby Force-signature hit her.
"Anakin Skywalker! Now where are you going with that grin painted on your face?!" The Jedi Knight stopped the Padawan with one hand, and turned him to face her. "Something's on your mind-- you've got some plan, I see it, Ani." She smiled. "Now, are you going to talk, or what?"
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Post by Cy Otauna on Aug 20, 2004 15:47:21 GMT -5
*i*'m looking foreward to the lightsaber thing now, eisley! you'll read my PM i guess..we'll work it out. it seems also that i was left hanging at last night, so i'll wrap that up and move foreward...**
Xaria spent a few minutes talking with these two called Domininx and Raven, but she was weary from the training and returned to her room to sleep soon after. She knew Domininx knew her brother as a Sith, the recognition had been strong in the Force in the beginning of their talk. She hadn't wanted to say anything about it. It was one of the things she had never gotten to work out among the people of this temple... Only that thought, of if Eisley, a Master who really remembered, might have a change of opinion because of Darth Maul made Xaria hesiate to go to the Twi'lek's quarters the mext morning. But she went, and stood at the door. "Master Eisley?"
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Aug 20, 2004 19:10:11 GMT -5
Cluge swam in the cool, refreshing waters of the pool. "Think i should go see Taania now," he thougt. But as he surfaced, he noticed his stuff wasn't where he put it. "Probably at he other side," he thought. He walked around the pool.... but saw nothing. "They were right... here!" But, still, nothing. Except for some wet shoeprints on the floor. Cluge tried to size them as his own, but they diddn't match. "The humidity would put moisture on anybody's feet," he thought. He followed the trail of footprints to some padawan and Taania. "Master," He thought. He bowed respectfuly, then noticed he was wearing his dripping unisuit. He asked Taania where his stuff was, but it was no use, for his translator was missing. He let out a tusken cry of despair. Without his mask no one recognized him. "DOES ANYBODY KNOW TUSKEN HERE?!?!" he shouted.
ooc anakin might know it he was raised on Tatooine ooc
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Post by sithhunter on Aug 20, 2004 19:11:55 GMT -5
Well here goes nothing, knock knock master taania are you in there,swip the door slid open master taania you may not blevie me but i was doing my daly runing when i saw somthing in the ground and it was a vibro blade!" I searched the acedemy for its owner but everyone said no."May i be permited to keep this wepon?"
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Aug 20, 2004 19:42:34 GMT -5
Taania threw up both hands, and sat down, suddenly being hit with an awful lot of questions, and such. "All right, all right," she said, looking at the people-- one hopeful she recognized, her Padawan-- and rather wet too, she noted-- and Anakin. ((Taania recognized your Force-signature, Cluge))
"Firstly... let's see that blade, Raven..." Taania took the vibroblade, and flipped it atound in her hand. Closing her eyes for a moment, she felt the signature it made, and then handed it back. "It's no Jedi's weapon, that's for certain," she said. "And I don't recall anyone being here who could loose it. Keep it, then."
"And... Anakin... you wouldn't happen to know anything about this, would you?" she asked, looking from the dripping wet Padawan, to the tall, and rather mechevious Padawan learner of Obi-Wan Kenobi((coughJANDALFcough)). "Now... Anakin, do you understand Tusken, or have his translator disk anywhere?" Taania smiled slightly.
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Aug 21, 2004 15:16:24 GMT -5
((coughSNRKcough))
Anakin jumped as a strong hand suddenly gripped his shoulder from behind.
In his years of training the boy, Obi-Wan knew how to effectively mask his presence from Anakin when necessary...and, just perhaps, this was one of those times.
"Anakin." He spoke quietly. "We had agreed you would meet me for breakfast."
The Padawan began to speak, but Obi-Wan cut him off, his eyes flicking momentarily toward Cluge. "Get him his things, then come up to our quarters. I think we have another thing to discuss." When Anakin did not move, Obi-Wan gave him a gentle push toward the door, then turned toward Taania. "Thank you for your interference, Knight Aawyyn. I hope," he addressed the Tusken, "no harm was done."
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Aug 21, 2004 18:12:06 GMT -5
((coughSIGHcough. No godmodding, Jandalf... you can't write other people's actions without their permission. *snicker* You have permission from me, of course, but be careful about other characters... )) Taania looked over to the Jedi. "Thank you, Master Kenobi." ((coughWHATTITLEDOESHEMERIT?cough)) She smiled slightly. Anakin Skywalker, ever the michevious young Padawan. At times she wondered how his master ever kept up to him. "Now," she said, "I don't think any harm was done-- it was naught but a harmless prank, for the time, anyhow." However, Taania decided to let her Padawan speak for himself, as she had always tended to be a lighthearted person, to pass of pranks easy enough. It came from her being different-- so she allowed herself to be quiet, and let others speak for the moment.
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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Aug 21, 2004 19:32:07 GMT -5
*ooc* 'Cluge' is my brother and we planned this scene out earlier so it's NOT godmodding!! lol *ooc*
Anakin groaned inwardly. Caught AGAIN. "But Master Kenobi I was just walking in the room of a thousand fountains and there was this stuff on the floor and there wasn't any inscriptions on it so I just brought it with me for safe keeping. I was just on my way to find the owner of the junk. If he'll just come with me I'll give it to him right away k?" He grabbed Cluge's arm and dragged him down the hallway with him. when they had reached their destination Anakin shoved the bundle into Cluge's arms. And turned to face him. "Look kid you got me into a lot of trouble back there so you owe me." Cluge looked confused. "What did I do? I just went swimming. YOU'RE the one who stole my stuff." He said as he put on his mask and robes. Anakin shook his head. "Here's how you can repay me. Every Padawan has to pass a test of sorts. This is yours." Anakin whispered into the Tusken's ear his instructions. Cluge pulled away. "Are you out of your mind?? I can't do that!! Why should I?" Anakin shrugged. "Fine don't do it I just thought it would be fun . . . besides all the other kids do it." Cluge replied. "I'm not like all the other kids."
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Eisley heard the door chime. "Enter." She smiled as the young Zebrak came into the room. "Welcome, Xaria isn't it? Sit down would you like a cup of tea?" When the pair were settled at the table the Master continued. "I have to admit I'm curious about you. I had the, shall we say distinct experience of meeting your brother. What made you come to the Temple? I sense something in you-almost a kinship with my own spirit. Which is strange, theres only one other person that I have had that connection with." She smiled reminescantly (sp?) and continued. "I know that you have a lightsabre already but I thought that perhaps you would like to rebuild it. In this box are several crystals. Pick the one you feel drawn to." Eisley slid the box across the table to the young Padawan.
*ooc* what a long post!! lol *ooc*
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Aug 21, 2004 19:50:28 GMT -5
"I can't believe you talked me into this." CLuge peered around the corner again. The archives room looked bigger than ever. "Don't be nervous. All you have to do is swith 2 of the Temple Heads around. Just wait until the Matron is looking the other way. Just pick two and move them. I have to go good luck." ooc i know what's going to happen!! ooc Cluge snuck around the corner. "Now," he whispered. He ran as quietly as he could and grabbed one of the heads. "Excuse me, What are you doing?" A voice came from behind. Cluge spun around. The Matron was looking at him inquisitivley. "Just... seeing.. if it was adhered... to the pedastal." He said quickly. "No, it's not." She grabbed it from him and placed it back. "Now go to your class, or whatever you were doing." Cluge ran back to his master's quarters. He kncoked on the door. It opend to reveal her standing by the frame (she probably sensed him. "Master, I have a question." He let it soak in. "Do i build my lightsabre, or do I wait?" ooc My sis helped me with this so it's not godmodding. ooc
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Aug 21, 2004 20:48:17 GMT -5
Taania smiled. "Clude, making a lightsaber is NOT an easy thing to do." Once again she smiled, remembering her first lightsaber attempt. "I do not think you'll be able to make it on your own quite yet-- not without instruction. If I were you, I would wait until you have a greater understanding of the Force. In fact, I think we should probably begin training soon."
She stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her, the door slidding shut with a slight woosh.
"Follow me."
Taania led the way down the hallway to the dining area. "I believe it's time to eat," she said quietly, "and to talk about your training."
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Aug 22, 2004 17:21:12 GMT -5
((Anakin calls Obi-Wan Master because that's how their relationship goes--however, Obi-Wan is at this time a Knight, no matter how distinguished, and can be called as such. Knight Kenobi will do just fine. And I don't consider what I did to be godmodding--I simply made Obi-Wan keep going without giving Anakin a chance to cut in. That's all.))
Obi-Wan stood, rather bewildered, in the middle of the hall. In a whirlwind, Anakin had whisked the young Tusken away, to Force knows what. The other Knight had left, as well; his only company was the constant noise of the fountain beside him.
Resolutely, he reached out through the training bond to his apprentice. Something was going on here without his knowledge, and ignorance of a situation was not something that ever stood well with Obi-Wan Kenobi. But of course, there were always clues, such as the strand of mischief he felt from Anakin...as well as an all-too-familiar desire to even things out between him and his peers.
He permitted himself an inward sigh. Here we go again.
"What is it about you and wayward apprentices, Kenobi?" The voice echoed from the high balcony on the opposite side of the fountain. Obi-Wan looked up to see a familiar figure descending the curving stairs, wearing a wry grin on his sharply chiseled face.
The Knight lifted an eyebrow. "Master Kyrie. The last I heard, you were chasing loose ends around in the Outer Rim."
Elachi Kyrie finally made it to the floor and approached his old acquaintance. "Loose ends no longer. They're either tied down or cut clean off. Good to see you again, Obi-Wan." They clasped hands in a traditional Coruscanti greeting.
"I'm certain you'll find it easy enough to catch up on things," Obi-Wan told him. "Not much has changed since you've left."
The taller man cast a meaningful glance toward the door Anakin had disappeared through. "Well, there's always something, isn't there? Any new arrivals?"
"Yes," Obi-Wan said grimly. "Leverage has already been applied to at least one, that I know of. If you'll excuse me, I have a pursuit to make and a lecture to think up."
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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Aug 22, 2004 19:30:41 GMT -5
Anakin sat in Obi-Wan's quarters waiting. It was a matter of minutes before his Master came into the room and gave the lecture. Anakin stood up. "It'll probably go something like this. 'Anakin you KNOW you shouldn't be outside of your quarters before meditation. In fact, you probably didn't even start meditation at all. Am I right?!' " Anakin chuckled to himself and then sat back down. He was used to these lectures by now and on occasion looked forward to them. In the end Obi never gave him any worse punishment than an extra hour or two of meditation or sometimes he took away his mechanics tools. His master was a softie. Anakins mind drifted to the Archives room. Had Cluge done it? Did he have the guts to switch two of the heads. Probably not but there was no way they could pin him to it. He laughed again and continued to wait for his master.
*ooc* I CAN'T BELIEVE JOSH DIDN'T DO IT!!!! I'M GONNA KILL HIM!! lol jk obi jk *ooc*
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Aug 22, 2004 20:30:02 GMT -5
Cluge walked beside his master to the dining hall. He thought about what she said about him building a lightsabre. "Maybe later," he thought to himself. The dining hall was big and wide with activity galore. Speceis form every corner of the galaxy, and some he never saw before. Taania led him to a food ailse and grabbed a plate and motioned Cluge to do the same. The dou walked down the ailse picking up various foods and putting them on thier plates. After they went through the aisle the found a table and sat down. Cluge never saw so many different types of meat. He took his eating utinsils and began to eat while wating for his master to speak.
ooc Eoywn, diddn't you offer your mastership to 2 padawans? ooc
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Post by sithhunter on Aug 22, 2004 20:34:21 GMT -5
It was a busy time at the cantinea,may i sit with you cluge and tanina they replied thanks ,said raven."Hold on cluge and tanina i will go get our jawa juce said raven."On his way back he triped and spiled the juce on obi-one who was on his way to his quarters and some of raven's juce spiled on obi-one's lightsaber!"I am sorry master obi-one and your lightsaber is fused master obi-one i will fix your weapon for you good day master obi-one.
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Aug 23, 2004 13:24:19 GMT -5
((OOC: Hold on there, sithhunter...you'd better post and wait for a response from Taania and Cluge before assuming they agreed. I'm not saying they wouldn't, only that it's their characters' job to decide. Also, I think Obi-Wan would prefer to fix his own lightsaber.))
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Post by Vanacoriel on Aug 23, 2004 13:50:55 GMT -5
Dominatrix, as usual, was wandering down halls in the Jedi Temple, muttering to herself. It was the first time in several days she had moved from her spot in one of the garden rooms.
She'd slept there, eating nothing, only reflecting on how she still didn't have a master.It's like there is something wrong with me. Dominatrix, the lone hopeful. Should be a comic. Not funny. She tried to fight down her anger and frustration.No Anger, No Hate, No darkness. Nothing bad, no more emotions like that.. Something she still to work on. She wondered it she could train herself, but she knew that would be impossible.Yeah, and when I introduce myself, I look crazy. Hi, I am Master Dominix and this is my padawan. Me.
She went down to dining rooms, hungry again, to grab something and go out side. But once she entered her eyes were greeted by a funny sight. Seems Raven had gotten into sometrouble again, with Master Obi-wan this time. Cluge and Taania where sitting at a table together, talking quietly. Dominix walked over to the tables with food, grabbed some fruit/nut kind of thing, and sat in the corner to observe the Jedi and padawans in the room. Everything Raven does is somehow getting him into weird situations. She laughed quietly and watched him talking hurridly to Kenobi.
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Post by The Hot Eye on Aug 23, 2004 15:01:53 GMT -5
(ok! ive was just camping in massachusettes! yaz has ALAOT of catching up to do! I'm only aloud on for so long, so could someone fill me in? sorry, I'm supposed to know whats going on, and unfortunately i dont... ya, ill take on raven and dominix, now that I'm back i can concentrate on this. whats going on about that anyway? is there a ceramony or something, where padawans and masters get together?) :hoteye: (looking for answers...)
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Aug 23, 2004 16:21:20 GMT -5
((GACK!!! My modem died last week!! So, here comes Taania's other padawan, who's been depressed all week without her internet. *pouts* I even had to buy my own modem.... Well, I'm back, so I shouldn't miss much any more. *sigh* And this is going to be short, 'cause it's rather spur of the moment....))
Jendana had had a while to think about the Jedi Master's proposition, and about the fact that she might 'turn evil', then that there wasn't a dark side, and a hundred other things that were all jostling around in her head, screaming for her immediate attention. A part of her was a tad bit cautious, as Taania Aawyyn (sp?) wasn't exactly what she had expected when she came searching for a teacher. But, there was another part, a much stronger part, that desperately wanted her to agree. After all, this was likely the last chance that she would get for the training that she needed, and she was a rather impulsive person. So quick decisions weren't odd for her, not at all.
She pushed a bit of hair behind her ear, careful not to dislodge the veil over the lower half of her face, and nodded slightly. "I'll do it," was all she said.
((I guess Jendana was just following you around, or something.... I don't have time to make up something for her to have been doing, and I have to go to VBS *coughteachingcough*))
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Aug 23, 2004 19:47:45 GMT -5
Cluge stifeld a laugh while watching the spectacle. "Angels," he said to himself. He took another bite of his meat when a surge came to him. "Not agian, " he thought. His jawa juice flew from his cup and on to a hopeful at the next table. "Uhoh," Cluge breathed. The padawan threw a fruit at Cluge. "FOOOODDD FIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!" a scream came from somewhere. Food suspended by the force flew everywhere Cluge ducked under the table hoping not to be blamed for this.
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