Apollo

Lotus calmly looked at the man, curious as to his intentions. He didn't say anything at first, but it appeared he was quite willing to use brute force to take Ads with him, if required. If he was indeed from the Alliance he wouldn't have been so willing and so quick to use such aggressive means. He had to be either a normal bounty hunter or an Imperial agent. The Jedi knight casually waved his hand, as if dismissing the man. In an instant the barrel of his weapon curled downwards as if it was melting. With another motion from one of his fingers, the cigarette snapped in half with the lit end falling to the ground. ”œThose are bad for your health; leave now.”

Lotus noticed the differences in the two men's lives as well as the casual assumptions made by Eric. "Release your past, it will prepare you for the future. This life is a difficult one...release all your past and free yourself of all thought." Lotus wasn't sure if they could achieve such a state, but it would make it easier to touch the force if they could. Once in such a state, they would feel it's gentle currents like a barely there wind. The more adept they became at touching it, the better they'd feel the wind that was the force.

Lotus felt the man's eager nature to begin his training; whispers of it came to him through the force. He motioned for both of them to take a seat on the floor, in the center of it, next to each other. ”œI want you both to focus your minds, but do not clear them of thought. Pull up the memories of your past so they are in the forefront of your mind, I will know when you continue”¦”

Apollo looked between the two, merely smiling rather then letting any of his thoughts about the two escape. Only time would tell how suitable they would be for the Jedi lifestyle, but for now he would offer each of them training that would test their devotion and weather them for the life they were about to adapt to. ”œI can train both of you, though Eric I must ask you what sort of skills you have and how you would like to go about living the life of a Jedi.”

Lotus listened as Ads finished speaking, and then glanced at the new arrival. He offered the tall figure a smile and motioned for him to join Ads and him as they walked down the hallways. ”œYes, I am Ads”¦If you wish to have me as your Master.”

”œIndeed you have.”

The man displayed no emotion as he would expect from such an old hopeful. He had seen countless figures come with a hop in their step, overjoyed at the possibility of becoming a Jedi. Lotus has also met several that were angry of being sent to the place. They were younger, around the age of ten and had been forced to come to the Jedi by their parents. None of them had made it past the first month of training. ”œI am Maroon Lotus, Jedi Guardian.”

Lotus quietly observes the sudden influx of Jedi and Jedi hopefuls. He could feel their signatures in the force, none of them above the rank of Jedi Knight and one of them having a slightly deeper connection to the force then most hopefuls would have. He was the most recent arrival to come to the Eternal Vigilance, with a man by the name of Xodus being the first to disturb his meditations. The long forgotten Jedi Knight stood up, his pale fingers grazing the weapon on his hip as he stood there in quiet contemplation, deciphering what the force had been whispering in his ear for weeks now. The time had come for him to take on another apprentice. Silently the Jedi moved out of his personal chambers and into the nearly vacant hallways of the station. He arrives in the Hanger just in time to see a young man disembark a ship and look around. Lotus's violet eyes gazed upon the hopeful with a neutral expression, his staff saber visible at his side. "Welcome to the Eternal Vigilance."

Real Name: Maroon Lotus Nickname: N/A Age: 34 Species: Human Height: 6'2 Weight: 185lbs Hair: Silver Eyes: Violet Sex: Male Homeworld: Ryloth Alignment: Lawful Good Clothing: Nothing special, whatever fits the occasion Weapon: Orange staff saber Force User Inventory: N/A Posessions: The Static Angel Force Side: Good Trained by: Skye Trained who: N/A Current Affiliation: Jedi Order Current Rank: Jedi Knight Just updatin'

Lotus swooped out of his cover wearing a specially designed pair of goggles. They were built to protect his eyes from blinding blasts of light. Being that he was in front of the squad he was just outside the range of the dreadful beast that had the ability to null the force. He thrust both of his arms out, one throwing a frag grenade into the center of the troops, the second flinging a flash cube into their mist. The cube exploded in the air in front of them, some of them would suffer much less”¦but the front most would suffer from substantially, if they weren't wearing protective goggles that is. Even still the grenade would distract them long enough as he scooped up Kautra and shuffled him over his shoulder, motioning for the other man with him to follow. The door across the hall opened with a flicker of his hand, allowing the trio to pass threw it. With his free hand he ignited his violet saber and jammed it into the door controls, forcing it to close. He knew that meant little when the troops could just blast through it, but it would still give them a bit of a head start. ”œMy ship has a Bacta tank in the med-bay, we have to make it to the hanger.”

Lotus raised an eyebrow, gazing curiously at the weapons used by the other hopeful. He turned his attention to Scorpio when he spoke, giving the man the respect he deserved. He nodded his head lightly when he finished speaking. ”œHold on a second, please”¦”

”œI'm Maroon Lotus.”

Lotus stopped the hopeful at the door, motioning for him to lay Orsi down on the ground. The Jedi moved over, squatting down so that his knees jutted outwards as he scanned over the others wounds. He extended his hand, first focusing on the pain that the other would be feeling. He flexed his finger muscles and lifted his hand from the man's body. Like a moth was drawn to the flame, the pain was drawn out of him and into the force. ”œYou're an aggressive fighter; I felt your surge of anger as well. We will have to work on that. Tell me what sort of experience you've gained concerning the force while you've been here, anything you know about his”¦”

The Static Angel dropped out of hyperspace above the watery planet. The Ace pilot wasted no time in descending as his ship transmitted his codes to the ”˜base.' It had been a long time since he had heard from any of his former padawans and he thought it time to test the waters and see if he was ready to take on another. He trusted the force would draw him towards one of the hopefuls if it was meant to be, but if it was not then he would finish construction on his newest lightsaber. His ship docked with The Eternal Vigilance and he went through the procedure of shutting the various systems down. His ship was due for a few modifications, or at least some basic maintenance. He moved through the center in quiet contemplation. He could feel the presence of a few young students of the force and one with a bit more experience so he decided to move towards them. His hair was short and jet black, his eyes carried a wisdom and understanding beyond his years, but his clothes were far from the normal Jedi attire. His pants were a dark, forest green and baggy. Not for style, but in case he was drawn into combat they would keep any wounds from being tossed about to a minimum save for the most gruesome of hits. He wore a simple loose fitting white shirt and did not have any weapons on his person. His lightsaber had been destroyed along with his life over Cardia and he was still in the process of tinkering with his new one. The thought of his actions over Cardia brought up a welling of guilt that he struggled to suppress. This was not the time to deal with such things after all. He stood in the doorway watching the Trio, taking in the words of the last one. He couldn't help but grin a bit at the comment, he would soon learn otherwise though so it did not worry Lotus that the figure thought that way. At least, not at this point, as it was when one heard a Jedi knight saying such things that it would make him worry.

The bulky container of fluid held within it a man. His body had reached maturity, yet he lacked the key component that would gift him with true life. He was created without a soul, a simple clone destined to live out his life out assisting the Jedi in any way he could. At least, that was to be his fate”¦until a wandering Spirit happened across the form. The disembodied Jedi was nothing more then a chill down another's spine or a full body shiver. Lotus watched the floating form. His short black hair slowly swayed to and fro in the thick liquid. His limbs just sort of stayed in the same spot, only moving slightly every now and then. The figure's head was lowered and his eyes closed. With a probe of the force Lotus was able to discover what this ones purpose would be. Shaking his head to and fro slowly he drifted forward, anchoring his self to the body. __ The cloning tube began to drain slowly. The thick liquid dripped off of the firm body of the man as the cloning technicians moved forward and lifted him out of the tube. They pulled the breathing mask off and he took his first gasp of fresh air, filling his lungs with the sterile scent of the faculties. The trio of men moved him into the showers, turning them on and leaving him be. The cold water rushed over him and acted as a shock to his system, bringing him to full alert. He proceeded to wash himself off then moved out to dry himself off. There were a little bit of clothes left out for him so he slipped into them and slowly made his way to the hanger bay. He couldn't stay in this place; he had to find an area of solitude to meditate on what he had gone through. Since he had to seek out a new crystal as well he decided that Ilum would be the ideal local for him to take up residence in for a while. After a few minutes of searching he found himself a shuttle and was off.