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  1. Aurora was left hanging on the discussion when one of the PIT droids walked up and handed Tobias a datapad, her own curiosity peaked by what it said when he handed it back and and spoke. "Then let's get to it." Aurora spoke cheerfully, unphased by his sense of demeanor, for in her mind, she had yet to grasp fully the art of empathy. Just as she was about to speak again, she felt the flush of momentum as the ship hit hyperspace and her gaze shifted toward their newest destination.
  2. Aurora was intrigued by his explaination as she sat there in silence, listening with attentiveness as he described each. These Sith reminded her so much of the Rakata and their Infinite Empire, so it surprised her when he mentioned that he had once been a part of them until Adenna. But the Mother's Breath had always amazed her even before awakening within this new era. It had a way of moving life about in it's current no matter how many times others tried to move against it. Only the Masters held that kind of control. She smiled. "So these different colors and its followings are all part of the same two extremes?" She questioned after he had finished speaking, her tone inquisitive, yet humbled by a realization. "And even Jedi, followers of the light, fit into different spectrums? Interesting." Inside her mind, Aurora silently processed his views and the understanding that she was gaining from it, the Force or what she knew as the Mother's Breath covering every individual in their own spectrum or following no matter which of the extremes they chose to follow, much like the many walks of life people chose whether it was for the greater good or for the twisted nature of evil. It made perfect sense to her. But she wondered... what spectrum would represent her in the grand scheme of it all?
  3. "Thank you Tobias." Aurora spoke with a sense of glee at his praise, her own smile encompassing her face. "I dont know if it deserves praise. I only used the Force to grasp and contain the water in such a form to make it easier to transport it." Aurora chuckled at the thought, but continued listen as he finished his explanation. But when he did, she was left with a puzzled look upon her face, one she was rarely left with. "You speak of light and dark and rainbow aspects of the Force? The Force has sides to it?" Though Aurora knew of the Rakata and lived in the era of the Masters, her knowledge of the Mother's Breath was little to none outside what Tobias had been teaching her. She only knew of it as the gift of life, nothing more or less. So naturally, Tobias speaking of different aspects was puzzling to her as her thought process could not comprehend the Force being anything but the Force and not have any aspects outside the solemn truth that light and dark existed only in the hearts of men and sentients alike.
  4. "I can help you with that..." Aurora spoke as the two neared the common room, her knowledge of the particular model not so great, but she did have some moderate skills when it came to droids. It was one of the skills she retained from her previous life under the Masters. "Programming, at its core is basic binary commands, a series of zeros and ones linguistically placed as a means of distinguishing protocol and personality. It wouldn't be hard to adapt it to what you need." As the two entered the commons room, Aurora took her place across from Tobias and listened, seeing that he felt his training inadequate and mentioning the woman from before, Sandy, whom aided in her rescue. Aurora smirked as she reached her hand across the table and placed it upon his own, her eyes gazing at his as if telling him that herself, Kota, and Kel would be fine under his tutelage, and that he only needed to be more sure of himself. After all, he had spoken similar words to her own not too long ago. Removing her hand she sat back, her smile still adorned. As she watched him retrieve his beverage, his skill in the Force well beyond her own, as it did as asked with little effort from his psyche. When his gaze fell to her to follow in suit, a hint a nervousness crept up inside her, but she brushed it aside as she remember his words and her own that she had only spoken to him through her contact just moments before. Calming herself, she chose a slightly different path as she instead reached out to the faucet and turned it on, letting the cool liquid pour into the basin and down the drain. Concentrating harder, she cupped a small amount within the Force as the molecules within binded together in an almost nearly circular sphere of liquid as she pulled it toward her before she let it drain into her mouth and down her throat, his next words catching her off guard and causing her to strangle slightly. "Not much. I've only heard of them during my time under the Masters, and were considered gifted with the Mother's Bre.... The Force." She spoke as she coughed and cleared her throat. "My life was in servitude to the Masters and those they chose to call allies, including my own people. Besides my Masters and the Kwa, I only dealt with the few races I was assigned to oversee as an Architect. Why do you ask?"
  5. "Dont be too hard on yourself." Aurora spoke to Tobias in a jokingly tone as he mentioned the droids. "Outside of being shot at for a few crumbs and a wrapper, I kinda like the little guys." Aurora went quiet for a moment as she pondered upon his question. To be honest, she hadn't really thought too much about herself recently, just placed most of her attention and worry upon her fellow Padawan, Kota. "Nothing outside the usual for a thirty thousand year old woman." She jested in her usual deflective manner. "Kota's predicament worries me. I only hope he truly knows that he's not alone in this."
  6. As the moments passed, Aurora grew even more worried about Kota. But she trusted in the young carnivore, and in her Master as well. And so she had spent the time in silence. But Kota had been quiet for too long, and this made her worry even more. She thought about lending him her aid, but felt that this was something he needed to do on his own. Possibly without Tobias' own intervention. Stepping next to Tobias, Aurora reached up and whispered into his ear. "Perhaps if we leave him to himself for a few moments, he may be able to channel and focus more?" While her words were more suggestive than anything, she still poised it as a question, leaving it to Tobias' own judgement.
  7. As they exited hyperspace above a planet that Aurora felt some semblance to, her gaze shifting out of the viewport in curiosity, she wondered upon the name of the planet they had came to and what it held for them. Those around her knew this Galaxy better than she did, and while she trusted their judgment, she couldn't help but still feel slightly out of place and lost in this new era she found herself in. And it was a constant thought she often battled with. Yet, for now, she returned her attention toward the young Kota, his situation presently being more dire and pressing than her feeling of being lost. She was genuinely fearful for her fellow Padawan. As Tobias led them toward the ship's center, she kept up a smile, hoping to somewhat ease his worries and set some sample of ease for the Togruta's mind. But this was all she knew she could do, her gaze shifting toward Tobias in seeking more wisdom from the person leading them. His experience would be the guiding factor in their lives. And like clock-work, he spoke, a sigh of relief fluttering in her chest as he instructed Kota.
  8. Aurora simply sat in silence as she gazed upon Kota's face before turning her gaze toward Tobias. Aurora had became numb to her own loses, knowing them to be long gone and likely dust upon a dead planet by now. But Kota still held a chance of seeing his sister again, even if it was in loss of which she hoped would not be. A sense of purpose washed over her at this thought. "If there's a chance, we definitely should take it. If I had the chance to see my own family again..." Aurora spoke to @Tobias Vos with a hint of sorrow, not for herself, but for those she was forced to leave behind long ago. Leaving her words to him at that, she shot her gaze to @Kota Ni. "Calm yourself. Think hard and try to remember any details no matter how minuscule. It could help more than you think if Taris turns out to be a bust..." Aurora didn't know of these planets that Tobias had mentioned, but she wanted to help. Her face perked right up in an attempt to give the young Togruta some semblance of hope, but if he could remember anything that would help, the more likely their goal could become reality. Either way, her blade, friendship, and presence was there whether it was needed.
  9. Aurora was unsure of what Tobias was doing and what was beginning to happen to the man, only that she began to feel a sensation of worry for him as he came to, his body badly dehydrated. She went to get up and fetch a bottle of water, but as she rose, both heard Kota clearly as if he had been standing beside them. As quickly as he bolted toward Kota's quarters, so did Aurora, fear swelling up in her as she grew closer, the panic of his yell still echoing in her head. No sooner than they arrived, Aurora's gaze shifted toward the Togruta, mimicking the words that Tobias had spoken, finding his near the durasteel wall opposite them. His own gaze seemed to echo the panic in his voice, yet, in ten fold. This did not bold well and the aura of the room grew thick with as much anticipation as it did with worry. Without proper thought or consideration, Aurora went blindly into the fray as she held a tendency to do as she bluntly spoke to @Kota Ni. "Well out with it Kota... speak!" She wasn't trying to be mean or seem uncaring. She was genuinely fearful for him and escalated by his own look.
  10. "I see..." Aurora spoke, squatting down in front of the inactive PIT droid and clanking her bare knuckles against its metallic dome as the fear washed away and a smile returned to her face. "Thankfully it was a stun bolt, had it actually connected with me. It wouldn't be the first time the realm of unconsciousness has been forced upon me." Aurora chuckled at her own joke as she stood back up, her gaze averting as the ship began to chime, stepping backwards against a chair as Tobias slid past her, a lingering hint of alcohol permeating still from his breath as he did. In silence, she wondered his reasoning, but felt no need to question. Instead she turned her attention toward his actions and the viewpoint before them. Had they arrived already? Breaking the silence as she did, Aurora offered up a skill should he choose it. "I've rarely had any interaction with droid programming as very few existed within the Master's Collective. But if you wish, I should be able to lessen their reactions."
  11. Aurora, lost in her own thoughts, was completely oblivious to the shouting of the angered PIT droid as she went about her stroll even before her arrival at the cockpit. Some would call it potiential deafness, others could call it selective hearing. Either way, his words and voice seemingly went unnoticed and unheard. This was a defining moment for the ancient alien after all, and if she was to have heard him, he would have ruined it for her. Thankfully, this was not to be. The semi-sentient crystal that hung around her neck, however, had. And just as it was about to yank her neck forward, Aurora felt the hair upon the back of her neck stand straight up and she felt the unnerving desire to react. React how was never completely established, only that she turned the chair around and went to stand just about the time that blue flash whizzed by her form and connected with the artificial gravity computer beside her as Tobias' foot connected with the droids singular eye. She gazed at both, a bit frightened, but more confused than anything, as her shaking hands accidentally dropped the wrapper holding the last bite of her nutrition bar. Stuttering, she voiced her question. "Di..did...did I do something wrong?
  12. Aurora sat in the ship's hold, focusing upon the grenade as she pondered upon its concept. With the fork, it was a mishap, a moment of the luck of the draw, a hungry woman's intuition combined with the power held within the small gem she wore around her neck. But could she truly do it again, her and now, with this singular grenade. Aurora was a warrior of the past, and weapons were her foreia. This was the reason behind her following Tobias, along with the fact that she owed him and the others for her release. But weild the Mother's Breath, what they called The Force, the gift of Life? She still wasn't sure she could. During her time as an Architect for the Masters, it was forbidden, seen as an affront to the Master's graciousness and the gifts they provided. Only those of Celestial birth were worthy of such a power. But now, with the Celestial Masters disappearence and the rise of these Jedi that had rescued her, she had begun to question everything, including whether the Rakata had been right in their retaliation despite their crimes of war. Yet, neither existed anymore, or at least, were no longer walked amidst the known Galaxy as she had been told. It was a new era that she had woken in, thirty millennia having passed since her imprisonment. Aurora searched herself for the feeling she had felt before when she pulled upon the fork, feeling her grasp upon it without touching it, noticing its texture and dimensions without observing it with sight. She closed her eyes to mimic the previous scenario, attempting to do the same with the grenade before her. And to her surprise, it came naturally to her. She could feel it's cold steel form, noticing its orb like form and even the timed detonator switch. She could feel her mind wrapping its self around it, her thoughts like webs grasping anything that caught its attention, and as she opened her gaze, saw it floating before her with amazement and glee sparkling within her eyes as she shifted them, the grenade following in tow. But why did it come so naturally? Especially when Kota struggled so hard? Reaching out with her hand, she settled the orb within her palm and stood up. She wondered if Tobias had anything to eat aboard the ship. Her first place was to revisit the common area where the group had first gathered after her rescue from Ilum. She remembered him tossing her a nutrition bar from there and went digging about in search of a few. After location a couple, she started walking about and exploring the ship, intrigued by not only its design, but its functionality and technology, an ancient hymn being hummed about as she walked and ate. "Do you, do you hear the call... the Master's call to arms? Not in the name of war, but of aid. For the primative have evolved and ache to reach the stars. Do you, do you hear the call... the Master's call to arms? Not to weild a blade, but to offer your mind. For the primative have evolved and now wish for the knowledge of thought." Aurora reached the cockpit and gazed into the swirling abyss of hyperspace, remembering back to a time where she helped others find their way in life, a sorrowful smile encompassing her face as she stared toward the vortex before her. She had helped so many find their dreams and places, aiding in their reach for the heavens. But now, sadly now, she was the one needing the aid of others. Finding the irony of it, she chuckled and took another bite. Whatever laid ahead of her, she held faith that Tobias and the others would guide her to her own place among them.
  13. The disappointment that lingered in the air only thickened as Aurora listened to Tobias speak. Not that she was disappointed in Kota per se, but in that she would not get to fight along side nor bond with her fellow trainee, the comradery between the two being left as is... at least, for now. Just as the ramp began to close, Aurora took one last gaze upon Felucia in hopes that she was see Kota's arrival in the distance, but turned back toward the interior of the ship as it closed with a subtle hiss. Now it was time to train as Tobias had instructed. Returning to the room she had previously called home aboard Tobias' ship, Aurora put most of her things aside and began to undress. They were headed into battle after all, and when they landed, she wanted to be sure she was ready. First she placed upon her body was the armorweave shes had collected, the coldness of its steel spreading goosebumps across her pale skin. Next was that of her former clothing, robes of pure white that hung like a dress, revealing the armorweave aroun her neck and her biceps before cover the rest of her arms and form down to just below her knees. Next would be the pants and boots of the Jedi robes Tobias had acquired for her as well as the vestige. And finally, Aurora tied her long hair up in a bow to keep it from dragging the floor and hung the sash of her former robes atop her shoulders. This was the Aurora that would live on from this day forth, a new life in a new millennia, and she wanted to make it her own. As the ship hummed its entrance into hyperspace, Aurora sat in the middle of the room, crossing her legs and laying the grenade out in front of her. Tobias had assigned her a task, and for the remainder of the trip, she would focus solely upon it.
  14. Aurora could feel the rust beginning to shed from her form as she and Kota sparred, as elegant upon her feet as a leaf upon a slow trickling stream through the plains of Dantooine. And her weapon matched her completely, a wise choice upon her part as it shifted from blade to stave at her beckoning and capable of both close and distant combat. For the most part, Aurora used the staved Trident to keep her opponent at a distant. But when times presented themselves, she used its hilt to propel herself forward toward him and flicking the switch upon it to return the stave back to it's original bladed form after closing the gap. Sweat beaded down her face as she smiled at Kota, her enjoyment and loosened composure speaking loudly at how far she had came since Ilum. But every good thing must come to an end, and so did her spar with Kota as Tobias stepped from the sidelines and made an announcement. "Only an hour? She questioned to herself, her gaze shifting toward Kota to see if he held interest as much as she did. Not that it was the combat she sought after, but the exploration and knowledge that came along with it. She had been cooped up for far too long and deep inside her, she felt that it was time to go out into the Galaxy and stretch her ancient legs. As Tobias departed, so did she, rushing as she went. She had very few things to collect, but one of them was standard issued armorweave that covered her form beneath the Jedi Robes that Tobias had issued her. Another few items were of the female hygienic nature, because let's face it, nature never waits for anyone. And lastly, her former cloth robes, the last remnants of her ancient past and what memories they held for her. By the time Tobias had arrived at the Prism, Aurora was collecting the last of her things in case his ship would not be the one in which they took on the mission. Smiling as he stepped aboard, it turned into a slight disappointing look when there seemed to be no sign of Kota with him. Questioning, she asked. "Kota's not coming?
  15. "As you wish." Aurora spoke, watching the brow of Tobias furrow, his mind seemingly distracted. Or was he unsure of his decision? She could not tell. Whatever bothered him disappeared along with the apparition, leaving Aurora alone with her own thoughts. It seemed so much had changed during her slumber. Even upon this primitive planet, she had noticed the technological advances made by those whom lived today. And a part of her felt fear of the unknown that laid ahead. But as the small crystalline tear hovered before her, retained upon the chain she wore, her fears subsided with a mutual agreement. "Come. Let's make our way back to the Dojo." During her time, technology was limited to the select few, those who were chosen to possess it by the Celestial Masters. This was what had led to the war with Rakata. But this new era she had woken in, technology surrounded them, and part of her wondered if it stretched across the entire galaxy. If so, it's no wonder that these few she had met knew little of the war and of her past. She, like the many planets that were destroyed by the Rakata, were lost to legends and forgotten memories. As she darkened the entrance of the Dojo, she stopped, allowing Tobias' lesson with Kota before she stepped forward into the room. Without a word, she gazed and smiled as she caught their gaze.
  16. His laugh was reassuring and his pat was comforting, causing Aurora to smirk and laugh herself as the tears streamed down her face, her hand reaching up to wipe them away. His acceptance was all that she needed to know that she would eventually be alright and adapt to this new existence despite the fear that existed in facing it. As the moment of silence disappeared, he began to talk. "That would help. Thank you. She responded to his offer in helping her catch up, but her face grew perplexed as he mentioned a upcoming mentioning, a slight hint of hesitation in his own admission of he were to bring her and Kota along. "I understand. But in truth, I learn better by doing and seeing with my own hands and eyes. I will trust in your judgement, but know that if you were to take us, the experience would outweigh the risk, and we would follow your lead. Three abled bodies are always better than one no matter the differences in skill."
  17. Aurora gazed at Tobias visage in silence for a few moments as she thought upon his words and considered his questions. She held little knowledge of what they called the Force, so nothing about Tobias truly surprised her to be honest. Yet, his admissions of shortcomings did catch her unaware. Her memories of the Celestial Masters recollected nothing of the sort within their own control, but she had come to know the Jedi as mortal beings like herself. However his questions did propose a slight difficult answer. Before her slumber, her imprisonment, Aurora enjoyed her life. It was exciting, as during the time, the Galaxy was but a wild frontier, a time of great expansion. Her duties were to expand her Master's alliances and Empire, both as a warrior and as an architect. She was a skilled with a blade as she was with a wrench, a teacher to many of the earliest species in using the shared technology. But now, after her imprisonment, she had only been following those that rescued her, those whom she had found a sense of kinship and safety with. In truth, she hadn't really pondered upon the questions he had asked, only following their lead. But now she found herself in wonderment. "In truth, I do not know." She spoke, her gaze shifting to the blade upon her hip. "In the past, i was a warrior, a teacher, and helped bring many species out into the Galaxy I see now in such a different light. That was the only life I've ever known. Is there such a place for me in this new era? Her gaze shifted back to Tobias, and for the first time, her eyes watered not of pain, but of how truly lost she realized she was.
  18. Watching Kota's attempts, Aurora felt slightly sorrowful for the young Alien. In truth though, even she could not fully understand the concept of how or why she succeeded, especially with his failure. Unbeknownst to her at the time, but due to her imprisonment with the large Kyber Crystal and the powers that bounded her within it for thirty millennia, had caused her own sensitivity to become amplified. If she hadn't been found by the Jedi as she had been, and having begun her training, it would only become a matter of time before it became unstable and uncontrollable. Watching Kota's second attempt only made her feel worse, as if her success had only hindered his own confidence, and so when the apparition of Vos appeared beside her, she followed. Besides the obviously apparent arrival of a second Vos, there were subtle differences that Aurora had picked up on as she followed this second Vos away that spoke of its lack of connectivity to the mortal plane. It felt like it was strained. And she could not tell why she was able to decipher this just by looking upon it, only that the small gem of Kyber she wore around her neck seemed weary of it, as if it was not natural. Still, Aurora chose to follow it, her trust in Vos complete as it led her away and gave Kota a chance to focus without her present. "Kota seems to be having trouble." She spoke once they were a good bit away, her mind still not completely wrapped around the concept of wielding the mother's breath, or rather, what they called the Force. "Will he be okay?"
  19. Aurora watched closely as Tobias lifted the utensils from her and Kota's hands and plates, a look of surprise that not only did they flow as he commanded, but that he took the fork holding her last piece of sausage with it. Truly he could have cruel moments for a woman much elderly than he. That aside, Aurora had began to put two and two together, this power these Jedi seemed to call the Force seemingly what she once knew as the Mother's Breath, that which gave life to everything and dwelled within all. She knew most had an affinity for its gift, but during her time among the Masters, they were the only ones who dared its practice, children of her life. Curious as to his touching and teaching of it, she pondered more. "Perhaps the Masters allowed its teachings after the great war and her imprisonment..." Her thoughts wondered about her mind as she gazed upon the utensils before him, and more so toward the last bite of sausage that had went with it. "Maybe this is the destiny the Mother wishes for me, as Tobias as pointed out using the name of the Force. Why else would I have survived a thirty thousand year imprisonment when it rarely lasted half that before the imprisoned died." Sighing, Aurora stuck her hand out toward the utensils out of natural reaction, closing her eyes as she followed his instructions promptly. She focused her mind on calling it forth to her, attempting to feel the room around her and know its placings within her mind as she hoped to touch the mother's breath more than the utensils he aimed for. Only nothing happened as she peeked one of her eyes open in curiosity. But this would not hinder her emotionally, as she if he was capable outside the Masters, or if his Order were descendants of those whom were taught by the Masters, this was surely the first step. So she would try again. Yet this time was different. This time nearly mimicked Ilum as they had arrived. The air around Aurora whipped up around her as she began to convulse slightly, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull as her hair stood straight up, the aqua green hue they saw on Ilum pulsating not only in the shifting color of her hair, but the small tear that hung around her neck as the two seemingly synchronized harmoniously in a way that even Tobias had only seen once, if that, before. The Force flowed around her in an almost attracted way, as if it was drawn to her presence around her, almost symbiotic. And in a moment, she returned to normal, unaware of what had transpired. Yet as she looked gleefully in her hand, she held the fork as well as the sausage, which she ate with a smile upon her face, completely oblivious as to why those around her would likely stare in disbelief.
  20. Aurora smiled at Tobias as he spoke, the youthful and yet extremely aged female getting in line behind him with an empty tray. She gazed at him briefly as they waiting those in line before them to shift forward, able to tell that something weighed down upon him, subtle movements, facial expressions, his over all stature. Whatever the case may have been, he remained silent as she gathered some food from the serving line as they went. Most of it was mundane entrees, an egg and meat wrap, sausages, grain pourage, fruits, and some milk. What wasn't mundane was the abundance of it, likely enough to feed a whole group, all piled upon the tray at near tipping point. Following Tobias, she did as he instructed. "To be honest, yes, I feel fine..... aside from the fact that I slept thirty thousand years." She spoke as she began to eat. And did she ever eat. Even as she had spoken those words though, it still seemed surreal, missing out on so much and everything that had known and cherished long gone. In truth, the only thing that felt off about her was a sense of loneliness and unknowing. She thought perhaps though, that this would disappear too in time. "To tell you the truth, this world... this galaxy, it all seems like I'm waking from a dream and back into reality, a reality I've never known. In one sense, its exciting and thrilling, and in the other, I feel as if I've lost my whole identity and previous life. So I'm just taking it one step at a time." As she spoke those last few words, a bit of embarrassment reddened her face slightly as she realized how forthcoming she was beginning to become with this stranger. When she first met him, she had clung to him in an almost animalistic nature, like a cub to her mom. But now she had come to see him as an equal, a friend, as her mind began to heal and this shock began to wear off and her life now began to set in. Even as Kota approached, she did not shy, but instead watched him observantly as he ate, pushing a large plate of sausage before him as he found disdain in what he had chosen. He was a carnivore, after all, evident by his fang like teeth.
  21. As Tobias called out to her and Kota, Aurora turned around and nodded in the Jedi's direction before turning it once again toward the weapon she held in her hand. The strangest of feeling had washed over, as if the weapon called to her. And although she was at one time a warrior among those she served, after all this time, she had felt that rust had set in a few millennia ago. There were no telling where her skills leveled now, if they even still existed, the joke in her own head causing her to briefly chuckle under her own breath. Still, she felt a connection with the trident stave she held in her hand, and after shifting it in her hand for a moment, noticed something quite odd about it. The Trident stave were pretty common issue for most aquatic species. And each held their own variant, as most were used primarily for hunting or defense. Others were ceremonial or heirlooms. This one, however, felt and looked alien even for her, as the three tips were of different design from most spear like design you would see in common Tridents, almost as if the center blade connected with the two outside pieces to make one singular blade. At at the bottom of the outside blades seemed to be connected with sway arms, is if they swung back in to rejoin the three blades. Curious, she ran her fingers along the elongated hilt until she found was she sought. Roughly about a third of the way down the handle was a hidden button, upon which when she pushed it, the blades not only joined together to make a singular blade, the hilt's bottom shot upward into the handle's innards and formed a perfectly shaped short sword, the sway arms mimicking an guard of sorts below the top blade. "Curious indeed" She spoke in silence as she placed it through her belt and turned to exit. The rest of the evening was magical, yet simplistic. She made her way to the cafeteria without getting lost as the aroma of food drove her senses toward it. And after roughly three servings of food, she began to grow tired and began her trek toward her assigned quarters, stopping a few times for directions and the directions before she finally made it to her room. As she entered, she found a lonesome feeling return to her as she climbed into the soft bed, only to realize that it was morning before she knew it, the viewport's shades opening automatically as the sun touched upon them. She had fallen asleep before she had realized it. After a quick shower and getting redressed, continuing to carry the Trident she had found, she made her way toward the cafeteria once again to enjoy a bit of breakfast. Just as she entered, her gaze met Vos's.
  22. Aurora turned her gaze toward the trident, the reflexes of her muscles sluggish but still as elegant as ever. She smiled briefly as she grew thankful that not much had changed about her in the thirty millennia since she had wondered this galaxy. Thirty thousand years. The thought still sent shivers up her spine and caused her much grief. So much time had passed. So much had changed. It was as if waking from reality into a dream world, where she knew nothing about anything and only her own mind and body remained the same. Her gaze shifted toward the world outside, causing her to walk toward a viewport and gaze upon the jungle world. This world, Felucia, it was beyond beautiful. The humidity was a bit extreme, but so was Ilum from the singular moment she remembered waking during Tobias' trek surface wise. Only Ilum was freezing, and it held nothing but ice. But this world, life was thriving. She wondered for a brief moment and wondered if she had been her before, a question she would likely contemplate upon with each new world she visited. But she knew she hadn't, or if she had, it was primitive and newly developed. Nothing like the one she stood upon this day. As she gazed upon the world outside, the crystalline tear upon her neck began to pulsate with light, a warm joyful feeling beginning to wash over her as she felt herself slip into despair. She chuckled under her breath. This little one seemed to feel her emotions, and urged its self to pick up her mood. What a curious little object it was, and she pondered upon its mystery. But little did she know of its connection to her and its birth from the power that imprisoned her. It was born of her sadness and her betrayal at the hands of the Celestial whom had imprisoned her. It was a rare oddity indeed, holding a shared sentience with her. Across the room, all could hear the grumble of her empty stomach as it ached for food, Aurora oblivious to its call as she stared outward in wonderment of the Galaxy she had woken in.
  23. The air of Felucia was refreshing for Aurora as she stepped out upon his humidity filled atmosphere. It was fresh, the smell of flora and fauna giving it a sweet scent that she had not smelt in so long, only the stench of recycled air even before her imprisonment. Not that she minded either, but to smell the freshness of a planet's atmospheric air was a welcomed blessing. She took in a deep breath of it, reaching her arms into the air and stretching as a smile crept upon her face, her eyes meeting the planet lush surface. Silently to herself she wondered if she had been here before given the length of her imprisonment, and that singular thought kind of put her reality in perspective. Perhaps life could have returned to her own world in such a period, even if she was the last of it's original inhabitants. Maybe one day she could see for herself. Falling behind Tobias and Kota, they began the trek toward the temple. She had so much to take in, so much to understand, and despite the headache over the thought, excitement filled her heart. Thirty Thousand years was a long time, so many changes taking place that nothing would look the same. The prospect of rediscovering places she had been, to see what has became of it, both filled her with dread as much as it filled her with hope. To see the galaxy after so long, few could even dream of it, let alone live it. But as they neared the temple, her timid nature kicked in as Tobias was approached, causing her to hide her form behind both he and Kota. While she had hoped to go slightly unnoticed, Tobias was quick to point her out along with Kota as he introduced the trio to them, and them to the trio. Hesitant, Aurora kept her gaze aside, nodding her head in greeting, but keeping her eyes advertised. It's not that she meant to be rude, but she had never seen the species before, and despite Tobias' familiar nature with them, she wasn't. Yet, on occasion, she did manage to bolster the courage to glance over toward them as the began walking again. Despite Tobias quickened pace, Aurora remain on his heels, only slowing as he did, her gaze shifting about and taking in the canvas that was Felucia, noticing that while some of the flora seemed familiar, it still was completely alien to her, just as the life around her felt. Though the Mother's breath flowed eternally around them, the Immortal Masters held no influence upon it nor upon the planet, causing the young humanoid to ponder briefly if they even remained. Even as they approached the temple, the architecture and technology held no remnant. Familiarizing herself with the datapad and commlink she was handed, this would be the first time since leaving the ship that Aurora seemed calm and at peace. But that was her nature. She had always held a knack and interest in tech, and in truth, it had always been a vice for soothing her nerves. Raising her gaze momentarily to meet Tobias' as he spoke, she simply nodded in agreement and shifted her gaze back toward the datapad and following in his steps. It wouldnt be until they arrived at the training yard that her gaze would shift away from the tech and toward what would be her future. As Tobias departed, Aurora stepped in to take a look around. The weapons she looked upon, as well as the training droids, mesmerized not only by their simplicity, but at the purpose they served. She was beginning to gain a slight grasp upon what Tobias and his Order of Jedi seemingly stood for. The Rakata used advanced technology that she had given on behalf of the Kwa and Celestial Masters to rage war. Yet, standing her, the training weapons she gazed upon seemed to echo of defense. Not that weapons and war were a specialty of hers, as technology was where her true strength laid. But she knew enough to summarize the subtle differences. Were the Jedi Tobias spoke of warriors of the Mother, enemies of the Rakata? Or were the Rakata as the Celestial Masters, long and forgotten just as she? These questions ran through her mind as she noticed a replica of a weapon she was familiar with, running her fingers across its elongated form and three pronged tip. She had seen its use before with an aquatic species that served along side her own people under the Immortal Masters, mostly serving as guards to her and those who were designated as Architects by their Masters. Pulling it from its perch, she swirled it around her body and twisted it with her fingers before it came to rest on her hand, its stave pressed against her forearm just as Tobias reappeared to her and Kota, her gaze falling upon him almost as if she could gaze through him.
  24. As Aurora laid within the bulkhead asleep, a strange swirling sound began to cause her ears to stir. The noise, like a buzz of a fruit fly yet harmonise, whirled about with an occasional tink as it impacted the steel that surrounded her and caused her eyes to flutter open. A strange aqua like hue illuminated the area she had confined herself within, and despite the heartache that still pounded heavily within her chest, a sense of ease and a chuckle erupted from her lips as she realized it was the small crystalline tear she had plucked from her face after awakening. "Almost thirty millennia?" She questioned as she sat up, the small crystalline tear landing within the cusp of her hand, its pulsating glow beating rhythmic as it sat there, an aura within almost tugging at her to cheer up. "But it's not like I had anything waiting for me anyways." The small crystal whirled almost as if in agreement as it returned to its sleeping state, Aurora placing it in her pocket and hoping down onto the floor below. Looking around, she saw some of the others begin to walk past, mentioning a planet called Felucia as she felt the ship land once again. Silently to herself, she wondered how long she had been out, mentally making a joke toward another thirty thousand years before she started making her way to the common room where she was earlier. This is where she encountered Tobias just as his conversation ended. "Do you mind if I tag along? I need fresh air, and if you said was true, I really need a reason to stretch my legs and see for myself." Aurora spoke, her tone slightly different due to her restlessness, but still soft as a gentle breeze, revealing the ache that still plagued her. Yet, despite the hurt she was feeling, there was strength in her as well. "If so, I'll need some gear, mainly a set of boots depending on the planets environment."
  25. Aurora could feel the tension begin to settle in the air, its weight heavy, as he pulled her to the side, asking her to eat. She did as he had asked, sitting down as she tore the corner of the protein bar and unraveling its wrapper before taking a single bite, the sweetness of the caramel glaze combining with the salty taste of the nuts leaving somewhat of a bittersweet taste her in mouth. Almost as much as the words he spoke next did upon her heart and causing her to drop the unwrapped bar from her hand. "No... that's impossible.. your lying." She managed to mutter out before grief took such a complete paralyzing hold upon her form as tears flowed like streams from her deep blue hued eyes as they, along with the color of her hair, shifted to match her emotional state. Her cry was so deep, so profound, that for almost a minute of time would pass before she was able to even gasp for air as her heart completely shattered. And yet, in his gaze and in his words, she could find nothing but truth to them. Grasping at his collar and sleeves as she buried her face into his shoulder, she utter mumbled words. "My imprisonment was only supposed to last a millenia ot two at best, the longest it was designed for. How did I not awaken sooner?" The shock of it all, from her imprisonment of nearly thirty thousand years, added to the fact that everything she had known, all long gone, was enough to break a person's grasp on reality. But even as she processed the explanations as to how her imprisonment had even remained for so long, even if one of the Masters had poured their entire existence into the Kyber Crystalline, it would have only held for nearly ten millennia. Something else had to have extended it. Possibly the Mother's breath? But what reason would she had had? Was Aurora meant to sleep until this millennia? So many questions and so few answers, Aurora felt her stomach begin to churn and her head feel faint. "Excuse me." Aurora managed to get out of her without regurgitating, as she rose from his chest, wiping her eyes and turning toward the hallway. "I'm not feeling well. I think I'm going to lay down for a bit. Perhaps we'll talk more about this later?" And with that, Aurora headed away from the group, this time unaffected by her fear of them, but rather overcome with sadness so strong that it seeped from her like a misty fog of a cat. Making her way toward the cargo hole where she was earlier, Aurora found an empty cargo space atop a bulkhead where she crawled in and curled up to grieve. As sobs began to pour out of the cargo holding area and likely heard by all apparent, they would know she was processing what she had just learnt. She needed this time, and it would last awhile, until finally, all grew quiet as Aurora cried herself to sleep.
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