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  1. The swirling emotions that any form of battle or duel always stirred up the need for control. It was something he found to be true even within spars with padawans, that emotions rose and it was within those emotions that, while more strength and sense of purpose could lend a person, rarely if ever allowed for one to see the entire field at play. Alcmene deployed her shield in a strong array of a defensive maneuver that protected against the kinetic energy that blasted off his lightsaber. A true defensive form, one that kept her pinned to defend. It would break up the rhythm temporarily of a one on one on one and change the field to two on one. Not entirely surprising though, as he would expect for a master to protect their padawan, if Keenava was the padawan. The move for a new or younger padawan would be slow to come around to make a counter. But Keenava was neither of the two, so he narrowed his focus onto the energy that could surround her, which he had to assume whom he was feeling out behind the shield deployment of Alcmene. The Twi’lek sprang almost immediately upon the wave blast finished, making use of the saved Force energy not extended to protect herself. He quickly positioned himself against the charge, only to pick up that such defense was wasted and predicted. The quick strikes to his left arm sent tingles and waves of sensations through, having him quickly change to his right hand as the one to hold his lightsaber- a move that only worked through the fact that he was holding the hilt with both paws. Had he not, it would have dropped his lightsaber. It was a very good move by Keenava, and even better by her quick movement to accelerate out from him, moving well past any defensive saber move. She was good, and there was a small sense of pride in the fact she was as good as she was. His turn to follow her was very much wasted through his inability to keep her close with a saber swing. But she was not out of reach from being tossed even further away from a Force push- to which the Jedi Master used so easily. Not with great force, not enough to hurt her, but enough to either expend Force energy to resist and stop, or to let it aid in her already movement away from him and take her out of any counter strike position. A move though that he almost regretted as he realized his sense slightly dropped to make the move and he had turned fully away from Alcmene.
  2. Kirlocca found himself grinning rather lightly at the start of the spar. Movements made within the Force spoke clearly to all, and the joining of the presences made the warmth even more so enjoyable. With Alcmene blocking the very first strike and holding to a strong defensive form, made him almost fully engage against her. Keenava on the other hand tumbled and weaved, making the arc strike with more force and locking into Alcmene's shield. The Twi'lek then jumped, or kicked off his back leg. He wasn't sure which one she attempted to do, but the result was a quick pain in his calf muscle. In response, he pulled his blade away from Alcemene and went for a wide swing towards the Keenava, to which failed, as she was out of range. The movement gave him a moment to readjust between both. Taking a small side step, he brought his blade downwards towards the ground and not within any striking distance of either. But as the Jedi Master began to bring his blade back up, somewhere in between the two, his focus poured onto the blade, feeling it's energy buzz and humm with life. As the blade rose, he pushed on the blade with the Force, creating an arc of kinetic energy that seemed to ripple off the blade and outward. He raised awareness of the two, knowing that the energy could do damage if either was not fully expecting it or knew how to defend against such an attack. His breathing seemed to go quiet as the spar went on, something he was told he always tended to do, and it was eerie to those not used to it.
  3. Kirlocca offered up a smile to Keenava. She, like so many others whom have walked away from the Dark Side have had very traumatic experiences. Another reason why slowly training was a good practice for Jedi to carryout. That and lots of grace. They would help her in a manner that suits her. Opening himself to the Force, he pushed his presence, thoughts and emotions into the flow. He wanted for Keenava to fully trust the process of the training exercise. << We will keep things simple. Do not do anything that could exhaust yourself, no put yourself in any harms way. >> The Jedi Master made sure to look at Alcmene for the last words, as it was easy to put yourself in a bad position when you attempt to care for another in these duels. He didn't want either to come to harm from an accidental misstep. With his words lingering in the air, the Wookiee lunged forward at a good speed, but no where near as fast as if his life was on the line. He made a sweeping horizontal arc with his blade, his long reach able to force a reaction from both ladies with him. It was a very basic move, one that he was sure both would feel within the Force coming and have nothing but plenty of time to move.
  4. Kirlocca moved his body around and tossed up a lightsaber hilt from his belt. Not one of his own, as he had yet to recreate and build one for himself since his return. This one belonged to Tobias, an orange hue of a blade with a hilt that felt small even within his paw. He slowly turned down the setting of the blade as to not produce any harm to his fellow Jedi. He then moved to stand with his blade downward, yet still defensively positioned, along with hold his body at an angle. The typical opening stance he had developed for his own form, Wru'torr. The words from Keenava though broke his stance ever so slightly, as the last thing he wanted to do was to move forward into a training sessions without her if she wanted to participate. He took a moment to search around himself to see if perhaps he had a spare, or even a training saber on him, but it was to no avail. He turned a quick glance over at Alcmene to see if she had something for their friend. << I would hate for Keenava to miss out, but I do not have a spare. >>
  5. Kirlocca took a moment to take in everything before him. The large ship, the group that quickly formed out of need or proximity. Either way, he understood that the Force had moved those who needed each other to become close. It always happened that way. The Force was a will that moved in ways that always fascinated him. Looking from each person present, he let out sigh of relief. << Fate is rarely at work without aid from the Force. But maybe a spar duel would be very beneficial to all. A reminder that the Force is still at work and it is our guide. >> Kirlocca offered up a smile to everyone. The Jedi Master had not sparred in a very long time. In fact, his own training regime was dropped since his return to the living. A quick movement of his paw touched the crystal where Raven's soul was captured that sat around his neck before he turned to find a spot to drop off his own robe. He picked up the lightsaber hilt off his belt, to which reminded him that he needed to craft a new one again. The Wookiee turned to face the group. << Perhaps a quick one on one on one? Or we could all take time to go one on one. >>
  6. The welcome for Kirlocca was enough to bring forth a smile to his own face. As he came closer and those around Keenava turned around, he saw Alcmene. He knew of her through stories and short proximity only. The galaxy upon which he travelled now felt like that would become a more common occurrence rather then a rarity. It appeared that they were in the middle of training to some degree. Although it was hard to tell which one was doing to learning versus the teaching. He wondered for a moment how much he could learn from both if he remained around them long enough to observe. Returning a formal bow, he turned to directly answer Keenava's question to him. << Most of my travels these days weigh upon me-for random assortment of reasons too. But I would say that the Force is starting to heavily guide my footsteps. So there is always comfort within that. >> The Wookiee moved his position to become fully relaxed before them. There was a sense of warmth and purpose around Keenava and Alcmene. A soft echo within the Force let him know that it may even be something neither of the two were aware of. Perhaps there was something he could impart to them if he hung around for a while. Or perhaps maybe even they would impart wisdom to him. He made up his mind rather quickly to stick with them for a bit until the Force moved him elsewhere. << What brings you to Ylesia? >>
  7. Kirlocca felt the wind slowly move through the air, carrying with it a freshness of the tropical atmosphere along with a slight hint of glitterstim, which the planet was well known for exporting. As he moved, he could feel almost the heartbeat of Raven, as her soul was still tied into the crystal like gem. But he wanted to assume that it was due to the fact of the planet being so close to Nar Shaddaa, the last place he got to interact with her. His movements around the spaceport were designed to observe and see what sort of state the population was in, and who had taken refuge in the wake of the destructive war. Mostly at first glance one might assume that it was left rather untouched or changed. A few smaller pockets here and there, but overall no major adjustments. But even as the Wookiee walked, he was reminded that it had been such a very long time ago that Raven was lost. The battle that took place was well long and done and many locations such as this one had moved on past it. It seemed like only he was stuck in a loop of constantly thinking upon it. It wasn't until very recently that he had even been able to let go of his own grief. But the words of his Master rang within his mind. The mission of the Jedi is the one thing that moves us from from ourselves. The phrase seemed weird to him when she first told him, but as time would pass and he would indeed carry out the will of the Jedi Order, he found that there never were such truer words spoken to him as a padawan. Stopping for a moment to let out a breath, he could feel the Force actively guiding him towards one of the starport areas. Understanding that the Force never did such a thing without warrant, he followed the prompting and headed that way. As he neared, he could begin to make out Keenava, the Twi'lek whom he had now served alongside a few times within the past few months it would seem. A smile came to the Jedi Master's face, as it was good to see her still around. He decided to throw out all caution and walked up towards her and the group around her, of whom he could not make out yet who they were. << It is good to see some familiar faces. >>
  8. Kirlocca took in a deep breath as he helped maneuver his ship towards the surface of the planet. He marveled at the planet's beauty, and was astonished at the fact in his very long life had never once placed a foot on the surface before. As he landing his ship, he made his way into the surface of the planet and allowed for the Force to flow through him. He could feel much of what had transpired before on this planet. Slaves and their agony, along with a heavy lingering smell of spice hung within the air. Letting the currents fill him, the Jedi Master understood why the Force would call him here. Letting a moment pass before he began to walk around the streets, letting the Force guide him in his movements. With each step he allowed for his own presence within the Force to be pushed out and felt. He had hoped that there would be any sort of healing from the Force aura that he was emitting. This planet held lots of suffering. He would be here to do what he could.
  9. Wookiee Jedi

    Tatooine

    With himself fully seated before the lad, he watched him from the corner of his eye as he raised his paw to flag down a server to get himself a drink. The Wookiee kept his eyes upon the boy for a moment as he fumbled into his chair and apologized to him. Kirlocca raised an eyebrow out of amusement alone. He waited to respond, instead taking the time to order his drink upon the waitress arriving and taking orders at the table. Once she left, he returned to looking at the boy, letting an awkwardness of silence sit for a good forty seconds before he cut into it. He used every bit of that time to let the Force speak to him of what was occurring underneath the surface. << Your emotions are everywhere-I'm not going to kill you, you can relax. >> Kirlocca leaned back into his chair, both arms upon the table in a relaxed state, almost inviting the boy to speak. He could sense the Force flowing through him, yet it was fully untrained. But the Jedi Master could tell that the kid knew he had the Force. He was just simply waiting for his moment to get pulled in.
  10. Wookiee Jedi

    Tatooine

    Kirlocca stood just inside the entry way near the bar for a slight moment to observe the best place to sit for a drink when someone ran past him. He couldn't tell who it was, but felt like he should maybe attempt to slow to person down. Lifting his paw, he began to stretch out within the Force, only to have someone bump right into him, having his lose his concentration. In the mists of everything, he saw the man leave immediately out the back. The Jedi Master then made a slow turn around to look upon the person who had bumped into him. The local authorities were already quickly moving to detain the lad. The Wookiee narrowed his eyes to gaze upon him, only to feel something within the Force around him. It made him pause for just a moment before he lifted his paw again to stop the law enforcement from removing the lad. << Let him be for the moment. He's within my care. >> Kirlocca used the Force on the last part to let his influence change the minds of those seeking to detain him. Not waiting to for them, he used the Force to have the cuffs drop to the floor, and then proceeded to indicate for the lad to follow him. The Jedi Master then moved to find a seat within a booth that would accommodate him the boy.
  11. Wookiee Jedi

    Tatooine

    The Oracle came out of hyperspace and made its way towards the surface of the planet. Kirlocca felt strangely at home as the ship broke through the atmosphere, heat already breaking through the viewport of the cockpit. He let the Force flow through him, letting every moment become something that he had missed. He felt currents and ripples constantly move throughout the surface and galaxy wide. Taking up what cues he could, he followed a small beckoning within the Force towards one of the smaller ports of Tatooine. Not many had mooring towers, which his ship needed. Odd that Anchorhead was one such port. After docking and paying the fees, he walked the small city. He couldn't quite figure out where he should be, as the Force was not a direct pinpoint machine. He wished it was at times, heavily more so ever since Raven died. But it was now something he was slowly getting used to. He needed to fully get back into the swing of doing things the way he used to before raven. It was the only way he would ever fully be at peace with his death. Deciding that he needed to find a starting point for why the Force lead him to the sand filled planet, he headed for the local cantina. Where drinks flowed was always the place to learn and uncover many things. And that alone, was something that felt way too familiar to him.
  12. Kirlocca literally just stood amidst those who now flooded the docks of the spaceport, slowly taking in everything that just transpired. Life was chaotic, as it always has been. Movement of Jedi, survivors and Sith all seemed to move rather fluently like a current of a river set upon its course to the sea. From his perspective of everything that had transpired, he wondered what new purpose the Force would hold for him. He took a small glance up at the ILH-KK currently docked at the mooring tower. His mind then turned towards Tarvo, the imperial who accompanied him on this journey. He looked around for a moment to scan the crowd, but after waiting for a good ten minutes and reaching out into the Force, it was clear to the Jedi Master that his friend was no longer with him. Letting out a sigh, he turned to head towards the mooring tower. His own feelings began to swell up slightly at the loss of his friend, the one who started the movement of his recovery from grief, or rather, his path to walk alongside it. But such was the way of life, and even more so for a Jedi. ********** Sitting in the cockpit of the yacht, the Wookiee closed his eyes to allow for the Force to speak to him. He wanted off the planet, that much he was sure of. But where to, he did not know. He was still slightly lost from the death of Raven. But he knew that he could not travel with Sandy or even Leena. He needed to travel on his own. Opening his eyes, he turned on the holonet and went through some of the new reports. He decided that he would follow the devastation and become a beacon of hope, as it would be what Raven wanted to do, and she would have heavily encouraged him to do the same thing. Having the ship begin to pull away from the mooring tower, Kirlocca quickly changed the name of the ship, as it had yet to be done. Oracle felt like a good name for the moment. He didn’t know why, but he felt it would soon be needed. After he changed the name and beacon, he had the ship pull away from Falleen.
  13. Kirlocca was truly amazed at the healing that he got to witness from a fellow Wookiee. He'd never thought he'd live to see such a thing. To even know that the ancient and revered Tree Carers were still very much involved in their craft was a small relief to him, as his home planet has been the target of so many attacks over the past two decades or even longer meant that there was always hope. Always would be. To release such wounds and pains gave him even more comfort in knowing that he made the right decision in letting Raven's killer free. Peace could still be made out of the chaos. Letting a breath out that he was unaware he was holding in, he felt Leena through the Force. She was beginning to heal the planet they were on. He found it even more comforting to know that there were such great Jedi healers and many still found it worth specializing in. He wouldn't lie, he thought when Skye disappeared from the galaxy that the craft would die out, leaving room for more pain and sadness. Yet, the Force always wills it's own path and direction upon the galaxy, to which he was very grateful for. His own comlink went off, as Leena spoke about what she was doing, and what she wanted the other Jedi to do in joining with her. Letting himself fall into a more natural state, he closed his own eyes and reached out into the Force, pouring himself into it, allowing for his own light to radiate more strongly within the Force and pushing against the Dark Side energy that remained upon the planet. The cold and icy tendrils of the darkness that remained would soon be drowned by the collective lightside that was now beginning to grow.
  14. Kirlocca offered up a smile at Sandy's words over the blade and death. While there may have been words worth noting or even speaking comfort, he decided against it. His smile was enough to let her know that he valued her and her actions. Turning towards the other Wookiee upon Sandy introducing Kerriwarr, he offered up a slight head bow in return to his fellow Wookiee. Although the words spoken over him seemed too lavished for someone of his position. And yet again, words he could respond with felt somewhat hollow, he pushed them aside for the moment. In many cases, Kirlocca had found that words were not always as useful as one might assume. Actions always spoke much louder regardless of words. The Jedi Master instead choose to focus and observe Kerriwarr in his healing process. He had the chance over the years to watch many Jedi Healers perform and do some great work within the Force. Skye Organa was the first to come to mind in this instance. But what he watched from his fellow Wookiee was something different than what he had ever seen before. Words spoken felt familiar as if he should know them, yet he did not. He wondered for a moment if Kerriwarr had studied ancient Shyriiwook and learned Xaczik. Granted, even then some of the words were not very familiar to him if that was also the case. As Kerriwarr finished, he leaned in and looked over Sandy's wounds that were very much on the mend. << Very impressive Kerriwarr. Where did you learn such skills? >>
  15. Kirlocca felt Sandy's touch through the Force and followed the currents it presented to where he could now clearly see her. She was with another Wookiee, which meant his ears did not deceive him when he heard the language of his people spoken. Too many had withdrawn over the years due to the rampant attacks upon the his homeworld. Those that did travel tended to remain closer to the Core or the Outer Rim. As he neared, he noticed that there was a small child with them. And to add confusion to what he was feeling, he could also tell that the Wookiee was also a Force User. As he slowly walked up to the group, he took notice of how much larger the other Wookiee was. Granted, he was on the smaller side, the other stood almost a good foot over him and out weighed him by a lot. He quickly blamed it on his old age and extended the lightsaber hilt that Sandy gave him back to her, yet never taking his own eyes off of the other Wookiee before him. << I must thank you Sandy, it came in handy. Helped me rescue myself, along with Raven's soul... >> He paused as he looked over the entire situation. He was still beyond flabbergasted to even see another Wookiee who also wielded the Force. He didn't know why. Gantroiss was one who came before him, so it wasn't like it was something new. He did finally break his eyes away from the fellow Wookiee and looked down at Sandy. << You're cut. >> The acknowledgement of her injuries was one that others might find ironic, since he himself was still bleeding from many scars of his own duel. But for him, he just simply did not remember that he was even bleeding or cut. The adrenaline had fully kicked in and had yet to die down since his duel.
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