Jin

((That's going to be a hard habit to break.)) After I excused myself from Master Trevelian's quarters, I made my way to my own. I was now a Padawan, almost forgetting my mistake about Darla as well as my anger at Jeremiah from earlier. When i arrived, I began to pack my things when Jeremiah stirred from his slumber. I could barely contain my excitement. "Master Trevelian has chosen me as his padawan!" I whispered to Jeremiah. "Can you believe it? I'm finally a Padawan Learner!" "That's great..." Jeremiah replied, though his voice sounded depressed. "I suppose you'll be leaving then?" "Jeremiah?" I questioned. "Is everything alright?" "It's fine Rai." Jeremiah's voice returned normal. "I suppose I'm just tired." That night I could barely sleep, my thoughts lost upon endless possibilities. And though I was tired the next morning, one could barely tell it. My energy knew no bounds. Receiving Darex's comm, i headed toward the hanger area. I wanted to say farewell to Jeremiah, but he had left before I awoke, and as I arrived, he wasn't there either. Saddened, I approached. "I am ready when you are Master." I spoke, though I had already overheard their conversation about using the Shuttle. I have a ship if you'd rather use it. It's a light freighter, but has more room." Pointing to the south, my hand exposed a ship that I had moved from where i previously landed. "I call her Hell Hound I."

"Tori!" Exclaimed Kari as she turned to view her sister, tears of joy filling her eyes as her arms opened to receive Ventra. "I see not all of the Darkside is about death or destruction. It aids you well." "That it does dear sister, that it does." Ventra spoke, a slight swelling in pride present amidst her words as she found solace in Kari's arms. "But let us not dwell on Philosophy. I did not think you would ever be able to overcome your Master's betrayal, let alone so easily." "I still have yet to heal from the wounds he left, but i manage." Kari smiles at her younger sister, as if still seeing the youthful sibling as she once was. It seems to bother Ventra a bit, but overlooks it as joy of their reunion grasps her darkened heart. "This new Master, there is something different about him. He seems caring, yet only as a father would his own child. And his past..." "Is so much like ours. I know." Ventra speaks in her usual cold tone at the mention of Lusef- or Faust as she knew him. She knew he would never be able to destroy the light that was Kari, especially now that the original had return. But still, Ventra's doubt grew heavy. She HAD been wrong before. "A hard life has always been our story. Your death, my downfall, even Angela..." Tori goes quiet at the mention of Angela, causing Kari to grow suspicious. The question had yet to enter her mind, but now it rang as church bells did every Sunday on Coruscant. Kari studies her sister as tears fills her eyes, hoping that she would be wrong in her readings of Tori. Three sisters, triplets born to an unmarried mother, a product of their mother's rape at the hands of her owner. But only Tori and Kari were given the gift. Poor Angela never knew freedom from their bitter mother. "Where is Angela?" Kari asks, fighting back the tears that seemed to overpower even Ventra's control. "Where is our little sister?" "Kari Koi" ********************************************************** "Aye. I suppose it does." I spoke, nodding my head to ensure him that i received the answer i had been looking for. "I suppose I've been dwelling on my past for so long that I've forgotten i have a future to worry about." But something else had been bothering me, actually a couple of things truth be told. First and foremost was this Faust guy in which the two Masters had conversed upon. Normally i wouldn't have even voiced an opinion over the Masters conversation. But with my own subject slightly intertwined with their's of his, i felt compelled to. The other, this pull i had felt to Master Trevelian, would have to wait. "Forgive me, Masters, but there is one thing that bothers me about this Faust character in which you speak." I said with a slight mumble, yet loud enough to be heard. "Surely if he is indeed as honorable as you say, he is not completely lost. Perhaps all he needs to change, is for someone to believe in him as he should believe in himself. This is a lesson i, myself, should learn as well."

"No thank you." I replied to Darla's offer, the evidence of my surprise that Master Trevelian had guest publicly announced by my enlarged pupils. I hadn't figured on others being present, which naturally made my nervousness even more present. Yet as my gaze shifted back to Darla, most notably her eyes as i was always taught to do when i spoke to someone, a calming relief washed over me. "Maybe something to drink though, if it isn't much trouble." Making my way into the room, i first acknowledged Master Aryan with a slight bow before my gaze shifted to Master Trevelian and i gave a courtesy nod as i took the offered seat. My reactions were mere instinct as my determination silently slipped away, not having counted on others being present when i finally delivered my question. Yet, i could not turn back now either, the moment far passed. As i waited for Darex and Lusef to finish their conversation, my mind raced with the possibilities of the question's outcome. "Do you believe the Force changes one's being?" I asked abruptly once Master Aryan finished, the words stumbling from my mouth as they rushed forward toward release. "The thought crossed my mind earlier during your duel with Padawan Dahar, of how little you may have known your true self at the beginning of your own Apprenticeship." I knew my question would likely be confusing for those who did not understand the reasoning behind the question, and i knew my past would soon find it's way out in the open soon enough. So i told my tale. "I was an Orphan when the Jedi took me in, both parents slaughtered before i could remember them. And the only thing i know of them was that my father was once a Jedi and my mother Echani." "I've never known either of my heritages, only the Jedi. So when i became old enough, i briefly left the Order. But as it was the only thing i have ever known, i was quck to find that it was truly home. So i have returned, as you can see." "Though i've found my home, i was never able to find myself... Who it is i truly am." I found it odd that i spoke so freely, but for some reason, i felt as if i could tell all to this man before me. "So my only question is- Can the Force aid me in this as well?" ((Sorry Robbie. I'll get to Kari tomorrow. Her little subplot isn't big, so it'll be easy to quickly finish up if needed.))

Jeremiah and myself sat in awe as we gazed upon Master Trevelian's duel with the padawan Dahar, words like elegance and grace being an understatement in it's description as they wielded the Force and themselves with such command and understanding. It felt as if we were watching two beings dance about with hearts filled full of rhythm and beats, something the Echani in myself respected beyond compare. But even Jeremiah himself found his eyes mesmerized by their display. I found it a bit hilarious to see the adept silent for so long, a feat i thought impossible. In silence, i chuckled. "Do you believe the Force could aid us in so many ways?" I finally broke the silence between ourselves with a question, one that had found a stronger urge to be asked with each movement of their feet and hands. "Not only in our skills and beliefs, but in the very core of who we are?" "What do you mean, Rai?" Jeremiah replied, his gaze adverting from the duel for only a moment as he realized my question, seeing not only the literal meaning but a question of myself. "Like the reason you left the Order before?" "I don't know.... Maybe." I was unsure myself as to it's true meaning myself, only that i found myself questioning it, my thoughts on the past and present of those who stood before us. "I look at these two, and i wonder. Did they know they had such skill when they once sat where we do now?" "Perhaps they asked the same as you do now." I too found myself amazed that Jeremiah replied with such wisdom, as it was such a rarity for the young adept just as it was for me as well. But Jeremiah simply played off the moment with a solemn joke as he always did when moments such as this slipped. "By the Force, i think i sounded just like Master Da'hara there. Shame be my fate!" With a chuckle, he went back to viewing the duel just as i, though my thoughts stayed upon the question until the duel finally came to it's close and Master Trevelian began his questions. Still amazed by their display, Jeremiah listened attentively while i simply faded in and out of the conversation. So when Master Trevelian approached, i was dumbfounded in my response. I sat in silence, expecting Jeremiah to fill me in on what i had missed, but to much of my surprise, Jeremiah held no questions or thoughts on what he had just learned. As we were dismissed, i quickly caught up with Jeremiah as he headed out the door. "What did i miss Jeremiah?" "You weren't listening again, were you?" He questioned, his usual stench of being above filling me in floating about him, and in truth, it annoyed me. "Guess you'll have to ask him yourself." Perturbed, i walked back to our quarters alone just as i aways did when i found myself upset with Jeremiah. Gathering my things, i figured a night outside would clear my head and help me find focus. After grabbing my supper on the go, i made my way out to the hut where i usually went for seclusion. It was here that i thought back to the duel and few parts of the conversation that i did catch, but only one question remained above the rest. It was the same question that remained in my mind during the duel's conclusion. "Can the Force really change who we are and define who we will become?" I thought to myself as i made my way back inside after sunset, my heading not to my quarters, but to Master Trevelian's. Though i was unaware of his company, my nerves were already racked that i may have displeased him if he had felt my confusion earlier. Still i headed toward his room, determined to get the answer to my question. But once i arrived, i found myself lost in weariness outside his door. Three times i attempted to knock, and three times i stopped myself, weary that i may awaken or disturb him. And in truth, the last time i attempted to knock, i almost walked away without an answer. But determination wouldn't allow me, and with a deep exhale, i finally knocked. "Master Trevelian?"

Slightly embarrassed, i gave a half hearted chuckle in return to his words of outside the temple, a shrug of my shoulders telling that i thought it might have been a better idea. But as any so young in their youth, i acted before thinking. The wisdom of this would only come with age. As Darex spoke of their names, i acknowledged with a proper bow. It was still the least i could do. "Master Trevelian, Lady Sar..." I began, my tone still slightly trembling and the gasping of my lost breath very apparent. "I am Rai Jin, and this is Jeremiah Brith." "Nice to meet you Master Jedi." Jeremiah piped in, the after effects of his laughter having subsided. "And you as well, milady." I nearly laughed at Jeremiah's use of a pick-up line, and like would have if the young Padawan had not approached when he did, his excitement beyond compare as he offered up his lightsaber for inspection. I looked upon it myself, finding myself not only in awe at it, but sharing in his excitement. I had watched many Jedi build their lightsabers from afar as a child growing up. But this by far had been the best constructed as far as firsts had been concerned. "Congratulations Padawan..." I spoke, offering up my opinion to the newly arrived Padawan(Dahar). "It seems a fine blade." Turning back to Darex and Darla i spoke to them as well. "Me and Jeremiah will join you as you request Master Jedi.." My tone was sincere and Jeremiah nodded his head in acknowledgement as well. "We'll step aside and rejoin you once your business here is concluded." Stepping aside to allow the padawan his moment, Jeremiah and i took a seat upon a nearby bench. As i sat in silence, Jeremiah asked out loud the question that had been plaguing my mind since Master Trevelian asked us to join him for their walk. "I wonder if he's choosing one of us as his next padawan?"

Now that our duel had concluded, we took most of the day off as we usually had on days that we tested, whether sparring or academics. We were supposed to spend the day in meditation. But we were young men, and as all young men, we held a tendency to go looking for trouble. Not that we didn't take some time off for meditation, but only a half an hour left little explored. So after a quick jump into the refresher, a quick bite to eat from the cafeteria, we were on our way. "I wonder what visitors we'll meet today?" Jeremiah questioned, the youthful Romeo take a large bite from his apple. You see, Jeremiah never had been away from the Order. Though he had been moved to Haruun Kal after Ossus, his visits outside the temples themselves had been a rare occasion, at least until i arrived. So to meet space-goers thrilled the young man- especially female space-goers. "Dunno. But if they're smart like the last ones, you won't get a single date." I replied with a chuckle, patting Jeremiah on the shoulder with a mile-wide grin. "Now i, on the other hand..." "Highly unlikely." He retorted. "You never make passes." "One doesn't have to." With a quick shove on Jeremiah, i took off. Like the high stepping of an Iriaz on the plains of Dantooine, Jeremiah saw nothing but my backside as we raced through the halls. It was a common thing to see us constantly competing, as we were like brothers even outside the Order. Whether racing, sparring, or even in our studies, we had to try and best the other. But what i hadn't expected, came just as i turned the next corner. With surprise upon my face and no where to go, i came crashing into the man(Darex) from earlier. Jeremiah couldn't help but burst out laughing as he came upon us. "Master Jedi...." I said, rushing to my feet as i offered my hand to help him upon his own. My face had been as silver as my hair and horror shown within my gaze. "I am sincerely sorry. Please forgive me."

::It's Rai or Jin, whichever you prefer:: Competitive smirks adorned our faces as we grew ready in our stances, Jeremiah having taken an offensive stance while i remained defensive, both holding a shared ego the size of Coruscant. We had always enjoyed our spars together, a shared friendship that seconded only the bonds of brotherhood, though we had only known each other less than two months. Master Onishi once spoke that we were two spirits of the same presence, bound by kindred hearts. Like two sides of the same coin, he would often say. Even our combat skills were complete opposites, yet together, could show no weakness. "Begin" Spoke Master Da'Hara, the old Thisspiasian perched upon his lengthened posterior. Jeremiah raised his blade to his face momentarily, a show of respect found as a common trait for the young human, before outstretching it outward and placing the tip toward the duracrete floor below us. I, however, smirked and grasped my fists tightly as i drew ready, leveling them with my eye line. Our spars had always began in this fashion, so it wasn't much of an unsettling sight. Within moments, Jeremiah had already advanced upon me. "Now- Now. You should know by now that i am the one with speed." I spoke, quickly grasping hands around his blade's hilt and his hands as i spun him over onto his back. "Show Off." He jested back after impacting the ground below with a soft thud. Gripping his blade once more, he returned to his feet. Quickly, i sidestepped his next attack, throwing the upper half of my body to the ground and bringing my left foot up toward his chest. Though it connected, Jeremiah only stumbled back, returning shortly with a diagonal thrust. Pushing myself off the floor, i flipped forward and gripped tightly on a nearby climbing rope and swung around, catching Jeremiah once again in the chest- this time using my momentum to seat him. Catching myself, it was now my turn to run the offensive, still unarmed. "Excellent use of Form Zero, Rai" Master Da'Hara praised, the jolly Master laughing so hard that one could make out his actual jaw line through his thick beard. "And you, Jeremiah- Excellent use of using your strengths against your opponent." Nodding our heads in appreciation, no doubt our inflated egos only grew larger at his comment, we continued. As many knew, our duels had been known to last a few hours at a time. This was likely because we could never best the other, despite our competitive ways. Jeremiah was strong, stubborn, and was very long winded. As for myself, i was naturally quick, calmly tempered, and was known to pace myself. What one lacked, the other made up for. Nearly an hour had passed when Master Da'Hara spoke again. "Solah." He spoke loudly, yet in a pleased tone. We both ceased, our attentions turning back toward him as we panted heavily, sweat still dripping from our faces. "Very good. I see you two have grown since your last sparring match. Splendid news. It shall be in my report when i meet with the other Masters this evening. It's a shame the two of your have yet to find Masters. Dismissed." With that, Master Da'Hara left, Jeremiah and i turning toward each other and chuckling. "He's right you know." Jeremiah spoke, his breath returning and the sweat upon his brow nearly dry. "The temple's two best students still have to find a teacher." "Indeed." I chuckled, my breath still slightly labored despite that the sweat had long dried from upon my face. "But who is this other student you speak of?" "Funny." He replies, his face stern and grumbled momentarily before a smile returns to his face and a laugh echos through-out the halls.

When i awoke the next day, i found to my surprise, that i had slept half of it away. In a brisk rush, i made my way back toward the temple and to my room where most of my days began. A shower, fresh change of cloths, and finally i was ready to head toward the cafeteria. Luckily though, Jeremiah must had covered well for me, for as i found upon my return, none of the Masters had noticed my absence. Grabbing my gear, i headed toward the door. "Cut it close today Rai." I heard Jeremiah say as i open the door, startled by his arrival. "Master Da'Hara was looking for you earlier." "Was he now?" I questioned, shutting the door behind us as Jeremiah motioned me to follow, likely to the mess hall so i could grab something to eat. "Wonder what he wanted." "Don't worry. I told him that we pushed in a few more hours clearing those quarters last evening." He spoke with a chuckle as we turned into the cafeteria. "He wants us to put in some sparring time this afternoon. Can't imagine why though." Yeah. Like your the Temple's best, eh?" I jested. "Certainly." He jested back, both of us chuckling heartily as we filled our plates and sat down to eat. Looking off as i ate, i noticed again the woman(Darla) from yesterday. For an unknown reason, i found her interesting. But more importantly, i found myself drawn to her companion. Looking beside her, i found him absent from her presence. Though not for long, as he(Darex) had returned when i looked back from Jeremiah's conversation with another adept. I turned toward Jeremiah. "Know anything about that Jedi Master?" I questioned Jeremiah, my curiosity slightly peaked. "The one sitting near Joel with a female companion." "No. Can't say i've heard anything about him." Jermiah replied, his gaze adverting toward the two. "Must have arrived yesterday after i left my duties in personnel." Shaking my head, i fnished my meal and awaited Jeremiah. I looked forward to our sparring match.

I was a different person when i was younger, refined and delicate, even brash and brave. I'd like to say i was three parts foolish and one part brains, but I'm sure others had different ways to describe me. As i ate my meal, my bites were small and my posture remained like that of a prince riding high atop a throne, prideful and classy. Though i did not sit alone, the meal remained quiet and uneventful, like much of my life until that time. Finishing the last of my meal, i wiped what remained from my lips and pushed aside my plate before conversation once again picked up. "Ah. Now that hit the spot, Jeremiah." I spoke to the young Adept i had been boarded with, a jolly tone upon my voice which rose barely above a whisper. "I suppose i won't make it back to the room tonight. You okay with that?" "You plan on staying at your hut, you old hermit?" He questioned with a chuckle, Jeremiah pushing aside his own plate. "I have no problems with that. But the Masters might if they catch you out after curfew." "True. But what is life without a little adventure?" I jested back, both of us erupting into a whispering laugh as thoughts of the Older Master's faces came into focus. "Besides. It keeps them on their toes." We pushed away from the table and began to leave, gathering our trays an bringing them to be washed as we did. But something, or rather someone caught my eye as i did, a spark of curiosity arising within the tapestry of my mind as my gaze caught sight of him. Off to the side of the cafeteria's entrance sat a new face, a man of regal posture and kindred spirit, and beside him sat a woman who seemed new as well. A part of me found it's self drawn, the hint of a simple hello urging to transpire, but instead i accompanied Jeremiah as i always did as we made our silent exit. A few hours had passed by the time night had fallen completely on Haruun Kal. I laid alone beside a fire that i had built, my gaze lost as it had always found it's self in the stars above, the sight having always been a gentle comfort to me as much as a mother's warm embrace is to a child. Growing up, i had always believed it's cause to be an urge to explore it, to find myself among them. But now, as i laid there, i began to believe different. Perhaps it was simply my nature to see it's beauty and that maybe my comfort came from that very nature. A gentle breeze blew across the open field upon which i had laid, the semi-tall grass dancing around me as the moon glowed upon them causing the evening dew to shimmer, like the heavens above had chosen to become one with the soil and rain ancient and magical gems for those to see that chose to look. Not far from me, near the edge of the forest sat my makeshift hut as Jeremiah had called it. But in truth, it was simply shelter for when i chose to sleep in this comfort i had found. Using a small container to douse the fire, i made my way toward it.

Months had passed since i first returned to Haruun Kal, a sense of home and being developing once again within my core. For far too long i had wandered this galaxy, searching for myself, for a place where i belonged. Yet, while i searched, i knew of only one place where i felt the connection i sought after so aimlessly. It was here, within the Jedi Order, where ever a temple of the light stood. And so, as i returned to Haruun Kal, i returned home- to the Jedi. Can no one see the irony of my story? Looking up, beads of sweat casually strolling across my forehead and taking root upon my silver brow, i gave a nod to my fellow adept as i gave a quick shove upon a chunk of durasteel that laid before us. My muscles found themselves in strain, constricting and twisting as the natural effect of movement took hold and my adrenaline began to flow. Determination was the look that sat upon my face as the two of us pushed against the weight of the large obstacle, and in moments, we had pushed it in place for the droid to relocate it. "Not bad for a day's work, eh?" I spoke, looking upon the room we had cleared. Where once mounds of rubble and debris had clutter, now sat a spotless- near lifeless living quarters. With the few holes patched, it wouldn't be long before life once again occupied it, and in truth, this gave me a brief feeling of accomplishment. "Not bad at all. Though it wouldn't have gone as well had we not had our metallic friends to help." He replied, nodding his head in the direction of the remaining droids as the departed. "Now all we need to complete it is a fresh hot meal to settle within our stomachs." I said with a jest, a soft chuckle erupting as i patted him upon the back and led our way back toward the filling cafeteria. "Race you!" Before he even had a chance to start, i had already darted toward it. Like two school boys, we made our way toward the cafeteria, rushing forth in an attempt to best the other in speed and luck as we dodged on coming traffic and wayward obstacles. I, of course, arrived first, my breath shortened by the distant run and a heart filled smile upon my face. Shoving the long silver locks of hair out of my face, i gathered a plate of food and sat down to eat. Night was falling upon Haruun Kal and my habit of watching the stars as i drifted to sleep was growing close.

The First Age Haruun Kal; Pg.21 - Arrival; Home?

Rai Jin'S CHARACTER SHEET Identity Real Name: Rai Jin A.K.A: Jin or Jinn Homeworld: Tatooine Species: Humanoid (Echani/Human Halfbreed) Physical Description Age: 25 Height: 6'0 Weight: 180lbs Hair: White Eyes: Green Sex: Male Equipment Clothing or Armor: Light Leather Robes, Durasteel Tipped Combat Boots Weapon: Father's Custom Jedi Katana (extended to a 60 inches in length) Common Inventory: Spare Robes, Comm Unit, Cred-Stick, Spare Vibro-Sword Faction Information Force Sensitive Alignment: Lawfully Neutral Current Faction Affiliation: The Jedi Order Current Faction Rank: Hopeful History: Force Side: Grey Trained by: N/A Trained who: N/A Known Skills: N/A Background: Born on Tatooine to a self exiled Jedi father by the name of Kai Jin, and an Echani Mother by the name of Rachel. Orphaned at young age when both parents were raided and killed by Tatooine's famous Sand People. Raised by the Jedi Order until the age of adulthood, when Jin took off to discover himself among the Stars. Wondered around for a bit, until he realized his place was where he lived most of his life, among the Jedi. Ship Registration Name: Hell Hound I Class: Light Freighter Model: 3-Z Light Freighter Manufacturer: NovaDrive Length: 28 Meters Armaments: Laser Cannon Turrets(2) Armor: Shielding Anti-Personnel Defenses: DNA Activated Ignition Appearance: Gold with Silver Trim Modifications: A.I. Mainframe

Darkness... It engulfs the sky above, the distant planets and galaxies mere specks of light within the surrounding darkness of space. To a child, he sees not light nor darkness, simply infinite possibilities. To a child, it is not scary or a big, it simply represents an endless future. To a child, it does not simply exist, it just is. The memories of my childhood was just that. The distant burning of a homely fire as i stared into it's dark abyss, my thoughts of an endless future right before my eyes as i gazed into the night filled sky above. I drifted off, the sand below my body still warmed from the twin suns as they traveled through the day's sky. I had always found comfort and peace in the day's end. The cool breeze of the night upon the sweat from a hard day's work cooling one's body and easing tensed muscles, even those of a four year old child who was determined to help his father with everything. But that was so long ago, the memories simply what they were. Never had i ever dreamt of what would happen as i drifted to sleep that night. Screams..... Distant calls of my name as i laid within a deep sleep as only children could find in the comforts of home. I could not hear their search, nor the glow of sapphire from my father's lightsaber as he and my mother searched for me. I had not wandered far, simply watched as the twins suns disappeared upon the western horizon just a mere hundred yards from the safety of my home. But they did not know it. My father had long severed his connection to the force, a choice he made so that he and my mother could be wed. The only good his lightsaber could obtain was a light source to guide his way in the dark. Nor could they know the danger they now walked into. Hordes of the Sand people came at them, my childish form unknowing of what i had led my parents into, nor that they even existed as i dreamt of a future among the stars. I sometimes find myself wishing i could have changed their fate, but it has been nearly eleven years now. What could have a four year old half breed had done as the People of the Sands overcame my father's blade and slaughtered them both? Nothing. I awoke to the soft beeping of Hell Hound's navigational system, alerting me that i now exited hyperspace above a planet i once called "Home" very few years ago. I had heard rumors of the destruction of Haruun Kal's Temple at the hands of Piccolo and his infamous Black Sun, which saddened me for a long time. But just recently i heard of it's rebuilding and that it flourishes once again. I remembered a Jedi Apprentice who i resembled very much, taking on the infamous Bounty Hunter in attempt to stall him while the Grandmaster of the Order self destructed the temple to end the Battle. But what became of these figures of my past, i could not say. Myself and the other Adepts were evacuated and sent to Gala for safety. It was here i decided to leave the Order, and search for myself among the stars. I would never have guessed that i would once again return here. Grabbing the controls of Hell Hound, i sat him down elegantly upon the mountain's side, just a small trek from the Temple's gates. Grabbing a spare rebreather from the hold of Hell Hound, i stepped out and stood upon it's rocky surface, looking around and taking in it's sight. "Well, i guess i finally return, Haruun Kal..." I spoke to the planet as if it was a sentient being, capable of understanding what i had meant. In a small way, i felt as if it did. "Let's hope my luck has changed after all these years." I began my trek, my silky white hair drifting in and out of Haruun Kal's clouds as i made the climb up toward the Temple. My emerald green gaze, hidden by the rebreather, shifted around occasionally to take in Haruun Kal's elegant sights that i had so long missed. The scars of the last battle still littered most of it's surrounding surface. But it had began to heal, and it's former beauty had seemed to return. Once i reached the top, i open the temples door and removed the rebreather. Taking in a deep breath, i found comfort once again. "Indeed...." I spoke in silence to myself, noticing the temple's interior full of life once again.. "I am truly home."

((Using the new format)) Rai Jin'S CHARACTER SHEET Identity Real Name: Rai Jin A.K.A: Jin or Jinn Homeworld: Tatooine Species: Humanoid (Echani/Human Halfbreed) Physical Description Age: 25 Height: 6'0 Weight: 180lbs Hair: White Eyes: Green Sex: Male Equipment Clothing or Armor: Light Leather Robes, Durasteel Tipped Combat Boots Weapon: Father's Custom Jedi Katana (extended to a 60 inches in length) Common Inventory: Spare Robes, Comm Unit, Cred-Stick, Spare Vibro-Sword Faction Information Force Sensitive Alignment: Lawfully Neutral Current Faction Affiliation: The Jedi Order Current Faction Rank: Hopeful History: Force Side: Grey Trained by: N/A Trained who: N/A Known Skills: N/A Background: Born on Tatooine to a self exiled Jedi father by the name of Kai Jin, and an Echani Mother by the name of Rachel. Orphaned at young age when both parents were raided and killed by Tatooine's famous Sand People. Raised by the Jedi Order until the age of adulthood, when Jin took off to discover himself among the Stars. Wondered around for a bit, until he realized his place was where he lived most of his life, among the Jedi. Ship Registration Name: Hell Hound I Class: Light Freighter Model: 3-Z Light Freighter Manufacturer: NovaDrive Length: 28 Meters Armaments: Laser Cannon Turrets(2) Armor: Shielding Anti-Personnel Defenses: DNA Activated Ignition Appearance: Gold with Silver Trim Modifications: A.I. Mainframe

Temporary Character Sheet Real Name: Anakin Starkiller Nickname: Starkiller Age: 21 (Looks to be 30) Species: Human Essence (Scorpio Armegedon's Darkside) Height: 6'0 Weight: 185lbs Hair: Silver Eyes: Green Sex: Male Homeworld: Scorpio's Soul Alignment: Evil Clothing: He's taken over Scorpio's body, so....... Black Leather Jedi Robes with a Krayt Dragon head emblem shoulder plate holding his Robe's cape and hood onto his robes. A mod approved Artifical Wing shield is placed on his shoulder plate. Weapon: Father's Twin Orange bladed Lightsabers that connect into one. Force User Inventory: Mother's Single Hilt Green Lightsaber for his sister, Mother's Orange Robes for his sister Posessions: None Force Side: Neutral Trained by: Nom Anorus (Scorpio was) Trained who: N/A Current Affiliation: Dark Side Current Rank: (soon to be) Self Exiled Jedi Knight ((KVC approved the use of this account to post with during Anakin's "takeover", but i do realize it's really up to you, Chrissie, if it's truly approvable. He's basically Scorpio's darkside who's taken over Scorpio's body. Though he can use what Scorpio has learnt in the force, he cannot use lightsided powers such as healing and the likes. This will act as his temporary character sheet until this part of the character development is over.))