Gala - Jedi Praxeum Ruins

[Trushaun]

Trushaun spoke to her droid, learning about who this furry humanoid was. Question after Question she bombarded the mechanical device. She started to learn basic, the history of the Jedi. It was all marvelous! This wealth of knowledge was now at her fingertips. But all in good time.

 

She then focused on the wookiee again. He gave them another assignment. A Partner. She walked by her fellow hopefuls and hoped one would pick her out. She was confident that she could move the remote. Trushaun was never really one to be social.

[Wookiee Jedi]

Kirlocca shook his head and then placed one of his paws upon Reptilia's shoulder with a warm glance. He had seen Reptilia go through a lot throughout his Jedi career. Much of what he went through was equivalent or greater then what a Jedi Padawan goes through for their trials.

 

<< You are both wise and strong within the Force Reptilia. Trust in your instincts. You have been through more then enough trials to be considered a Jedi Knight by now. If you so wish, I can Knight you. >>

[Reptilia]

"Master, I'd be honored!" He exclaimed, to hear such a compliment from an esteemed Jedi master was an accomplishment for Rep. "What needs to be done then?" He continued, he calmed himself down. It was a great honor to be knighted but he needed to be mature about it, he was a Jedi after all, and he needn't get too excited. He found himself standing taller as he waited for a response, maybe it was pride, maybe it was the ache in his back but he felt pumped.

[Kitt]

Kitt sensed Tirius and Sasori Soren approaching way before they even entered the Council Chamber. Granted, Tirius did let him know that they were coming, he could still mull over Sasori wanting to constructing a lightsaber. The original agreement was for teaching lightsaber combat only. Building one under the Jedi supervision might be okay... Yet why does he want to learn? The question had been stirring within the Grandmaster for some time now. Why a member, especially a high ranking one, would even want to learn the Jedi ways, or at least under the Jedi.

 

He allowed for himself to stare out one of the large wall to ceiling windows that surrounded the Jedi Council Chambers. He thoughts flickered out a few times, almost as if he had lost himself completely. He could sense Darex, a fellow Councilmen in deep space not far off from the Gala temple. His presence, while distant, was very much in a high spirited mood. While he could have pried in if he really wanted to, he would rather respect his fellow Jedi and allow for him to explain why when they had the chance to see each other face to face. Without turning around, he spoke out loud.

 

"Tirius, I can understand full well that one of your last few tasks would be to build your own lightsaber, the weapon of a Jedi. Sadly though, the true test is to find a crystal for a lightsaber. The problem with it is, the Empire holds a very tight grip on all of the planets that allow for us to use."

 

Kitt turned around and locked eyes with Tirius, slightly ignoring Sasori for the moment. The whole idea of trying to find a crystal at this point seemed near impossible unless the two personally scavenged old Jedi worlds for such a thing.

 

"Your only option to complete such a task would be to scavenge our old Jedi worlds for broken lightsaber, and then find a crystal that could work. It would and very well could take you up to three months to fulfill such a task."

 

Kitt crossed his arms and stared down Tirius. While it was all true what he had said, the real question was whether or not his apprentice had it in him to take on the challenge.

[Sasori]

Sasori was happy he was on the same level of advancement as the Padawan in terms of skill. He had hoped he wasn't too far behind and it was pleasant to know he was not alone in his quest for a Lightsaber. At this point he followed the Padawan back to Master Fitt, who did not seem at all optimistic about their quest for a Lightsaber. He seemed to believe Imperial territory was out of their reach. But how very wrong he was.

 

"Excuse me Grandmaster Fitt," began Sasori, "but you seem to have forgotten who I am and the access I have. The Emperor himself gave me and any other ship with a certain code range free access into Imperial territory. If you would accept, Padawan Tirius and I could go to wherever this planet is and bring back a plethora of new Lightsaber materials for the Temple."

 

He was being generous as they were to him. Sasori did not care to learn Lightsaber combat but only to learn how to build the weapon of a Force User. He allowed his emotions to fill the Force at this moment so that the Grandmaster might feel this too.

 

Every Force-User has this ancient and powerful weapon. It is a symbol of our kind regardless of our views on the Force. The Jedi have them, the Sith have them, and now I should have one.

[Tirius Giovanni]

Tirius was briefly confused by Kitt's words. He was starting to weigh in the Master's possible motivations when Soren spoke up and provided a means past the Imperials. Tirius rather liked the idea, since it could help the Order as a whole. And Tirius was an Imperial citizen, so it was unlikely he would be ID'd as someone that shouldn't be somewhere by some random camera and tossed offworld by a gang of stormtroopers.

 

But after Soren finished, Tirius decided to add something of his own. "Master, I was under the impression that Tython had lightsaber crystals, since the holocron said it was where the Jedi Order was founded," he said. "Also, isn't it possible to create synthetic crystals? If the purpose of your request is to see if I'm up for the challenge, Master, then I am willing to go to any ends. But I question the necessity."

 

((Luke Skywalker's lightsaber crystal is synthetic, and he created it, like the rest of his weapon, from an instruction book in Obi-Wan's abandoned hut.))

[Kitt]

So, the means as to why Kitt approved of the training of Sasori Soren had come. Deep within the Force, he felt justified by hearing Sasori speak those words. The idea presented a new outlet for the Jedi Order, and it also gave Sasori an outlet of which he could get what he wanted. All in all, it worked out for both sides. Tirius gave an option that was around, but it wasn't the way Kitt wanted him to create his lightsaber. He wanted for him to do so with the challenge that finding a crystal presented.

 

"Tirius, true that Tython holds some crystals, but for the moment I want to keep traffic to and from that planet to a minimum if at all possible. I just sent Roene there. Another ship might draw some unwanted attention. As far as creating synthetic crystals, I would rather another way be found for the moment."

 

Kitt the stared out past both Tirius and Sasori, looking off as if something caught his eye. Nothing was there, it was merely where his head and eyes turned when he fell into thought. After a moment passed, he looked back at both men.

 

"You will both travel to Ilum and search out the crystal caves there. Granted, the Republic just recently made a strike there, so use extreme caution. Tirius, I would avoid any clothing that could link you to the Jedi. The Emperor doesn't hold too kindly to Jedi at the moment."

 

Kitt then locked eyes with Sasori Soren, allowing his intense eyes pierce his soul if it was at all possible for a Jedi Master to do so.

 

"I'm placing my Padawan's life in your hands for this. I trust that you can get in and out without any trouble?"

 

His objective wasn't to scare Sasori. The man had received more threats then the Jedi had over the years. It came with the job of working with Black Sun. And Kitt knew that Sasori and Black Sun wanted to work along side the Jedi if at all possible, hence the reason that they pledged themselves to the Republic. No, both had something to gain for having a successful trip to Ilum and back. He trusted that Sasori would do what was necessary to have both come back untouched and alive.

[Sasori]

"I am sure we can come up with a proper cover so we can avoid any entanglements, something more along the stereotypical Black Sun operation. Something like mining crystals and selling them on the market with high tariffs for the Empire should do. I will prepare my ship as I already have a permanent coding to access any Imperial world. Master Kitt, thank you for your hospitality and continued support of my endeavors. I will see you on board Padawan Tirius."

 

Sasori gave the two of them a proper bow and made his way to The Grey Avenger and began all pre-flight preparations.

[Wookiee Jedi]

Kirlocca withdrew his lightsaber hilt from his belt and with a snap-hiss, a blue blade shimmered to life. He then held it high over Reptilia's head.

 

<< Jedi Reptilia, you have encountered much through your life already. You were present during the Gala Temple first getting destroyed. You went through trials of getting a Master. You overcame personal issues in finding a light saber crystal as well as overcoming frustrations with using the Force. Finally, you handled Hartel's death and fighting the man who ended his life very bravely. As a Jedi Master of the Jedi Order, I recognize within you the ability to live out the Jedi Code, and herby dub you, a Jedi Knight of the Jedi Order. >>

 

Kirlocca brought his blade down towards each of Reptilia's shoulders, but never touching them. When he was done, Kirlocca deactivated his lightsaber and placed the hilt back on his belt.

 

<< Bare the rank and honor well, as you now fully represent the Order wherever you travel. Do your best to uphold the Jedi Code, and protect the innocent, prioritizing life in all that you do. >>

[Emily]

Emily grinned at his suggestion. She knew without a doubt that she could do it, if she could keep her concentration. She glanced around at the others in the class. The Master was busy with the KelDor, and the others were kind of just standing around. However, there was no one looking their way, so Emily winked at Nishant and opened herself to the Force.

 

Sensing him was completely different than sensing something like a rock or a remote. He was a living being, and as such, the Force radiated out from him. With the remote, finding it in the Force was more like finding a dead zone, whereas with Nishant, his presence was like a bright beacon.

 

She wondered for a moment where to lift him from. She could dangle him by a wrist if she chose, but instead she decided to lift him as if he was on a platform. Bracing herself, she drew on the Force like she did when she had first practiced lifting large objects.

 

Slowly and a bit unsteadily at first, Nishant rose in the air. When he was hovering a few inches off the floor, Emily made the mistake of making eye contact with him. At his expression, her concentration faltered. She barely avoided giving him a sore behind. When her concentration was back, this time she closed her eyes. Slowly but surely, he was raised in the air, supported on a cushion of raw Force energy.

[Neruu]

Neruu took a deep breath as he finished his meditation. He rose to his feet slowly then went back to table and sat down to finish meal. Once meal finished he rose up from his seat and exited the cafeteria area. Neruu stretched once out in the hall for a moment before blinking as he felt presence of his master.

 

Neruu walked down hall as he wondered why he had not noticed before. He took another deep breath as he figured his way through the halls. Neruu entered a room with those he didn't know and some he did. He recognized Reptilia from helix station though couldn't place a name. Neruu had entered just to catch last few words of Master Kirlocca. He didn't interrupt and stood back from the two.

[Tirius Giovanni]

Tirius nodded when Kitt made his decision. Ilum was one of those worlds he could probably have gone his whole life without hearing about if he hadn't seen it in the holocron, and perhaps if there hadn't recently been some Republic-Empire conflict over it. But now that he was acquainted with it, he had developed something of an academic interest in it. It had been a prominent world in Jedi history for millenia, and it was now held off-limits by the Empire. However, he had the chance now to slip past the Empire and check it out, and he welcomed it.

 

He bowed to Master Fitt and followed Sasori out. He looked down at himself to check his appearance and decided to discard the dark robe he had shrugged on. Beneath it, he was wearing something anyone in the galaxy could wear--simple clothing with a utility edge. No, he wouldn't be labeled a Jedi by appearance alone. He decided he wouldn't carry his lightsaber on the planet itself, but he would at least take it with him.

 

"I'm ready to go when you are," he told Soren as they reached the hangar.

 

((Go ahead and post transit, etc.))

[Sasori]

The two were on board the small freighter and once they were strapped in the engines roared to life and with a quick spin The Grey Avenger boosted out of the hangar bay and into the space above Gala past the Republic line and jumped to hyperspace toward the Imperial planet of Selvaris before going to the edge of the Unknown Regions where the planet Ilum lied.

 

 

((Going to Space thread first. Also check your PM box))

[Adenna Alluyen]

((Dahar can no longer be my master due to time constraints, so he has released me. I had hoped he would be able to post that, but he has not and it has been some time. I am going to move on and just backstory it.))

 

It had been some time since Adenna had arrived at the Jedi Temple. For a short time, she had been taught by Dahar, but something somewhere called him to take a different path and he had apologized before releasing her as his student. Now, she was alone, left to her own means to explore and learn.

 

She spent nearly the entire first day exploring the Temple and the surrounding areas. By the end of that day, she finally knew where nearly everything was and could navigate the hallways with ease. She saw many of the other Jedi and began to achieve facial recognition with some of them. Others came and went without her being able to recognize them. Without a teacher, she had nobody to direct her comings and goings. Since she was not a child, few questioned her when she went about her business.

 

After the first day, she spent much of her time in the magnificent Library. She read up on history, on current events, and on the Force. She would spend hours upon hours in the Library reading material and watching holo documentaries of various events and news. After spending so much time in near isolation on Thalassia, she was eager to learn about the Galaxy and all those in it.

 

What waking time she didn't spend in the Library was often spent eating or practicing what Dahar had taught her before he had to leave. She was especially grateful for the food. It was among the best she had ever had and with constant access to it, she had managed to put on a few kilos. She had always been underweight, nearly unhealthily so, but now she was able to start eating balanced meals and get to a healthy weight.

 

She worked on meditation with the Force nightly. It wasn't easy at first, but she read more techniques and other helping tips in the Library that allowed her to refine it a little. Once she could meditate properly, she found that sensing other life and even moving small objects was much easier. Days went by for her and she did nothing but study, eat, practice, and sleep with little outside contact. This didn't bother her as she was usually shy around people and didn't have much social interaction. At home, the only people she truly trusted were her family.

 

After many days of this routine, Adenna decided that it was time for her to explore further. She had learned about where things were in the Temple, but she had noticed that there was a shuttle service that constantly went too and from a station in the system known as the Double Helix. One day, she decided to head up to the station to investigate it for a day. She took the shuttle up and went to see what was on that station.

[Reptilia]

Reptilia dropped to his knee as Kirlocca withdrew his lightsaber, he stayed quiet and still. As the ritual was competed he stood back up, he bowed to the Wookie once again. He owed a lot to Kirlocca, his initial training and with sending him to Aracoun Morion where he learned what it meant to be a Jedi. The Kel Dor looked around the room at everyone who was training or just hanging around, the Force was flowing through the room strongly.

 

"Master, who should I take as my padawan?" The question was an important one, there were a couple of initiates just in that room and depending on who he was assigned would change both of their lives.

[Aidan Darkfire]

Aidan was pretty awestruck with what was going on around him. Suddenly, the big furry thing (He thought he heard someone call him Master Kirlocca, which sounded familiar, but Aidan wasn't focused on that right now) tasked them with lifting a small training remote. Doing as he was told, Aidan reached down and picked it up, though he was starkly surprised to see some of the training remotes lifting into the air on their own, not even switched on, and then one of the students lifted into the air.

 

He must be some kind of alien thing, I suppose...nobody can do that...and these remotes have stealth settings or something? Weird...

 

Quietly, Aidan sat there with the group, still not knowing what was going on, but enjoying it and absorbing as much as he could anyways, simply because he wished to.

 

((Placer post))

[Wookiee Jedi]

Kirlocca acknowledged Neruu with his eyes and gave a wave with his paw for him to come in and to stand next to him. Neruu himself is ready for the trials. Bringing his attention back to Reptilia.

 

<< You may choose and select if you wish. Or, O can help select one that I feel would be better suited for you. >>

 

Kirlocca found himself watching Aidan out of the corner of his eye. Darkfire's son remained in the back of the room, and it almost seemed like he didn't recognize Kirlocca at all. Strange. And I could have sworn that Aryian and Armiena sent him to be with Armiena's mom. I'll ask him about it when I have a moment. Kirlocca made sure to keep his eyes forward as much as possible, not wanting to take away attention on Reptilia.

[Dashel Illioni]

Dashel eventually found the tomes that had been listening, but then had to convince the librarian in charge of the archives that he was qualified to enter the restricted section of the archives. After a short delay, she passed him through to enter the section. He was escorted the whole way, ostensibly to ensure that proper archival measures were taken to protect the terms he was searching for. That they were still in tomes was no surprise. Knowledge created by the Sith was often not digitized to add an extra layer of security.

[Kitt]

Kitt watched as both Tirius and Sasori left the Council Chamber. He knew that both would survive the mission. He had enough faith in both men to feel confident in their trip. Reaching out with the Force, he could feel very familiar presences around the Temple, as well as some out in space not far from the Gala Temple. He picked up his comlink and sent out a request for Darex to meet with him in the Jedi temple.

[Scorp Jedi Knight]

His head hurt something fierce. He rose up from his cot and rubbed the side of his face. Swinging his legs over, he moved over to the 'fresher' and sonically rinsed himself something fierce. Shaking himself out of his stupor, he mentally slapped himself to rise to the occasion. He could not remember the last time he had been in such a stupor.

 

Further more, he could not remember anything past when he had responded to a pull to Onderon.

 

By the force, it seems I have amnesia! Most troubling.

 

Being a head case was not news one wished to have. Yet all the same he could not for the life of him remember what had happened.

 

Calming the rising panic in his head, he checked to make sure, he at least still had everything physically. After the quickest physically ever devised was finished, he simply shrugged. In time, his memory would return. For now he knew he had urgent business of some sort.

 

Dressing his general battle attire of a stun suit, he found his padawan, and together the left his room and entered the mainstream temple.

 

((So I am in two places at once it seems. The amnesia is to account for me being some where else, as this is me moving forward in time.))

[Gavin Ryaro]

A rickety, old freighter clunked it's way out of hyperspace above Gala. It's pilot, Gavin, sat silently in his seat thinking about what his apprentice had said. It was his firm belief that nothing happened by accident and this was no exception. The Force knew what it was doing when it allowed him to become tainted as he had. Perhaps it was to make him stronger or perhaps it was to make him learn to accept failure, but whatever the reason it had happened and there was no way to undo his actions.

 

He activated the comm system on the control board.

 

--Comm--

 

Gala Control, this is Jedi Knight Gavin Ryaro requesting permission to land.

 

--End Comm--

 

The Archives were his next destination. Ulan had said that there might be help on Gala and if there was ever a good place to start looking for help it was the Archives of the Jedi Order. The knowledge contained within the library was far more vast and comprehensive than any other library could ever hope to be, but first he needed to speak to one of the masters, preferably Master Fitt.

[Darex Trevelian]

An ancient Y-Wing requested and recieved clearance to land at the Jedi Temple. Once on the ground, Darex hopped out, adjusted his robe and made sure he was presentable after the flight, then made his way into the heart of the Temple.

 

As he walked, he reached out with the Force. There were a number of Jedi here, some whose presences were familiar, others who he might not have ever met. There was also a smattering of hopefuls, seemingly clustered around Master Kirlocca's signature. He smiled, thinking back on the many times he had trained classes of hopefuls. It had been an excellent excerize, and a great way to meet the new generation of Jedi. And once he had even chosen a padawan out of the group.

 

The Jedi Master made his way towards the Council chambers, and when he was there, stood outside and waited for the new Grandmaster.

[Kitt]

A comm was sent to Gavin from the traffic control in the Gala Jedi Temple.

 

"Gala Control to Gavin Ryaro, you have clearance to land in hanger 2."

 

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Kitt smiled as he felt Darex approaching the Council Chambers. Something about knowing that fellow council members were quick to respond brought comfort to him. He reached out through the Force and opened the door to the Council chamber, allowing Darex to enter in with him.

 

"Master Trevelian, It is good to see you."

[Nishant]

Emily grinned at his suggestion. She knew without a doubt that she could do it, if she could keep her concentration. She glanced around at the others in the class. The Master was busy with the KelDor, and the others were kind of just standing around. However, there was no one looking their way, so Emily winked at Nishant and opened herself to the Force.

 

Sensing him was completely different than sensing something like a rock or a remote. He was a living being, and as such, the Force radiated out from him. With the remote, finding it in the Force was more like finding a dead zone, whereas with Nishant, his presence was like a bright beacon.

 

She wondered for a moment where to lift him from. She could dangle him by a wrist if she chose, but instead she decided to lift him as if he was on a platform. Bracing herself, she drew on the Force like she did when she had first practiced lifting large objects.

 

Slowly and a bit unsteadily at first, Nishant rose in the air. When he was hovering a few inches off the floor, Emily made the mistake of making eye contact with him. At his expression, her concentration faltered. She barely avoided giving him a sore behind. When her concentration was back, this time she closed her eyes. Slowly but surely, he was raised in the air, supported on a cushion of raw Force energy.

 

Just seeing her expression settling offered him an answer, that she was going to lift him from where he was seated cross-legged. He found himself so busy considering what that might be like that he barely noticed at first when he began to float upwards. When he did notice, it was simply because he had to look down to look at Emily; it felt no different! There was something absolutely firm beneath him, as consistent in its structure as the floor that had held him a moment ago.

 

He couldn't help but look at least slightly intrigued, and he made eye contact with her wearing this wondrous expression. It was at that moment that he fell a few feet in such a sharp, short descent that his arms came up and out to the side, extensions of his broad smile, as if by swinging his arms up he would stop his own fall. And he did stop, though he knew he'd done nothing; he was inches above the floor now. He began to rise again.

 

What he did know was that being supported on the Force like this, even though he was not touching that great power, he could feel it moving within him in response to the sensation of feeling someone else's connection. Ultimately, he felt quite flushed, and fluid, and tingling with the new aspect of this whole endeavor. He hesitated to speak, considering that it might ruin her concentration, but eventually decided to do so.

 

"It's rather phenomenal up here, Emily. If ever you find yourself rather randomly floating up in the air, I suppose you'll know I'm somewhere nearby pulling the strings."

[Emily]

Emily grinned in response. Thankfully, Nishant's words weren't enough to break her concentration. She was ready for another challenge.

 

She glanced over at the Wookiee, but he wasn't giving them any more direction. She wondered why he had suddenly stopped teaching them, but shrugged. At this point, she had nothing better to do. So she raised an eyebrow. "I'd like to see you try," she said with a challenge in her voice. She hoped she'd be able to keep her concentration when Nishant lifted her in the air; she didn't want to send him crashing down.

 

But of course, that was what made it a challenge, and Emily relished a challenge.

[Serah]

Krodan had been slightly hesitant at grouping, he wasn't familiar with anyone which, unlike in the military, was something new and made pairing with someone slightly awkward. When most of the people had paired off Krodan found an interesting alien he had never encountered before. She appeared to be a human size rodent, he hid his amusement as the alien reluctantly stepped before him. "Seems we're one of he last few." Krodan said with slight amusement wondering if the jedi had read his amusement. The Jedi hopeful nodded, "I guess so, suppose you wouldn't mind pairing up then?" Her small eyes narrowed on him, not wanting to appear rude Krodan nodded. "Sure."

 

He stood across from the Chadra-Fan, as he discovered she was, concentrating on the small object she held out in her small palm. "Feel the force washing through you, through your palms let it extend onto the object I am holding." His partner, he decided, could coach the way she said things so easily. Taking in a deep breath he stopped trying to be forceful and simply let his mind sit quietly, moments passed and he could hear his partner's breathing and feel her presence before him. Each breath he took felt like a cool wave as the force moved through his body in a refreshing way.

 

"You going to lift this?" The Chadra-Fan asked snapping Krodan out of his concentration. "Hey now, yer breaking tha focus here." The jedi hopefuls had fallen back into a silence as Krodan focused on the object in his partner's hand. Following the steps in his mind again he once this time he controlled his senses and found the object in the palms of the alien. It was weird to be able to feel it there, it wasn't the same as one's normal sense of feeling, it was something else. Krodan finally lifted the object and watched it hover before finally moving it up and down with more solid control.

 

His partner clapped as if he had just accomplished a grand feat, but he realized that he still had a lot to learn and master. Though his new acceptance of the force was helping him, part of controlling the force was allowing it to guide him in its flow. Looking to the Chadra-Fan he extended his hand out to get the small object so she could have her turn when she simply tossed it to him with the force. Looking down at the object in his palm he looked back to her, so much for his small achievement. "Show off" he told the alien as he smiled, she simply shrugged and pulled the object back to her and waited for Krodan to do it again.

 

His performance became better, it required a little less effort on his part as he went but she soon began to challenge him by adding in her own mental challenge. She was clearly more skilled already which added an interesting difficulty and he was enjoying it. Though he did realize eventually that it could be sort of tiring, using the force did not come without difficulty and as time went he noticed a strain again in his actions. "Okay, I think I git yer point." He stopped trying to fight her control on the object and stopped to rest up a bit letting the force wash over him like the tides against a beach.

 

"I had that problem too, the force isn't just an unlimited tool and that's the first lesson I was taught. It shows you that while wielding the force is a gift it cannot just happen as much as you want. There are limits to what we can do." For a hopeful she had a greater deal of insight on the force than Krodan, that much he was sure. That was one of the similarities between his military life and his new jedi one, he'd still run into limitations.

 

"This is helpin' yah out just as much as it's helping me out, ain't it?" Krodan figured that her struggling against him simply taught her new ways to best him with her already superior skill and she did not deny that, she just nodded. "Well, let me catch my breath and we can do these little exercises again." The Chandra-fan understood and gave Krodan a few moments of rest before she started bouncing the object on his head letting him know his moments were done. He grunted as he got back in front of her knowing that she was going to drive him in exhaustion with just these simple exercises.

[Darex Trevelian]

When the doors slid open, Darex got his first look at the new Jedi Grandmaster. He had light brown hair and a goatee, and was overall very general in appearance. But what caught Darex off-guard was how young he was. He can't be older than thirty, Darex thought, quite surprised. His estimation of the man went up; after all, if he had achieved such a high rank in such a short amount of time, he had to be quite powerful.

 

He walked into the Council chambers, pleased by their aesthetic appearance. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person, Grandmaster Fitt," he said with a traditional bow. "I'm sure you are more than worthy to take the reins from Armiena. May I ask what caused her to step down? I haven't heard from her in some time."

 

Indeed, it seemed like she had dropped off the map. She had been a good friend of Darex's since she was a padawan, and he hoped that she was fine and her reasons were strictly personal. Perhaps she wanted to spend more time with Aryian and Aiden. Regardless, he hoped Master Fitt had information on her.

[Neruu]

Neruu nodded and followed the command to stand next to master Kirlocca. He took a deep breath as he realized the other padawan Reptilia he still did not recall name of must of been knighted. Neruu looked about the room at the unfamiliar faces. He was surprised most by the how young some were since he himself became a padawan as adult. Neruu continues to look around room a little at unease with nothing to do currently.

[Ulan]

The old freighter settled into the hangar bay emitting a cloud of black smoke mixed with white steam. The billowing smoke was still disapating as Ulan made his way down the ramp and into the temple.

 

It felt like an eternity since he had last been on Gala. The last time he had interacted with the Jedi as a whole, their base of operations had been the ever changing Helix Station. That's where he and Gavin had left for Ilum, and that's where they had set out on their life changing journey.

 

Ulan could feel his master's concern, and had tried to offer a few good words of wisdom, but part of him felt like a hypocrite. While Gavin dealt with his own troubles, Ulan still had his own wounds left over from Bespin.

 

"A lot of Jedi are there here." Ulan said to Gavin, supressing his worries and noticing the presence of all the others now at Gala. "Felt this many Jedi in one place I have not for a long time."

[Kitt]

Kitt lowered his head, thinking a moment on what he actually knew. Surprisingly, he didn't really know enough. Raising his head, he looked Darex in the eyes.

 

"To tell the truth, I really don't know much. She transfered the weight of it from halfway across the galaxy. I was still hoping for her to drop in and explain it. The amount of prestige that came,... I doubt it's anything that was done with little thought."

 

Kitt reached out, seeing if he could feel her presence somewhere near, but couldn't. It was almost as if she was hiding herself for some reason. I really do hope you're okay. Pushing the thought aside, he refocused himself.

 

"Anyways, I have a dilemma that I am faced with. I have seen through the Force a foresight into the future."