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 Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 7:22 pm
Mr. Lobel pushed open the doors to Club Orion and proceeded right on in. He had been hoping for some company for the night, someone to talk and chat with.
If that failed, he had brought the Great Jedi Holocron to search through its depths. Researching and studying the past of the Jedi Orders was nicer in Orion than on his ship.
Valin had always preferred being in large, open spaces rather the enclosed, metallic, small spaces of a starship - as least in his downtime. It was a secret love of his: Dogfighting in a starfighter - rushing through a swarm of enemy starfighters, skirting the hull of a capital ship, flying at breakneck speeds in a skirmish.
As he entered the Club he picked up on a distinct aura of saddness and of pain. It was quite noticeable and anyone who didn't pick up on it obviously wasn't attuned to the world outside their own body. The Jedi looked around for someone and found Tamashii on the floor by the bar.
"Okay. Weird and creepy."
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 7:31 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 7:39 pm
"Weird most certainly...creepy...maybe." He wasn't much for being creeped out. After all he knew the darker side of reality. Regardless, he had trouble classifying creepy most times.
"So what brings the Force here so late at night?" That probably sounded a little harsh. He didn't mean for it to come out that way, but he was trying to maintain the modd he was in, which was just barely friendly. Hopefully Valin wouldn't take offense to that.
Tama seemed to be sleeping, in which case Keno would be rather irritated and probably tempted to kick him. Only time would tell.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 7:52 pm
"Perhaps the Force brought me here for a reason. It is a possiblity. Sometimes it shows you things right before your eyes and sometimes it will just work undercover, pushing you unknowingly in a certain direction." The Jedi just shrugged, "As for me - I'm here out of boredom, I suppose."
Valin looked curiously at Tamashii then back at Keno. He put a odd smirk on his face, "Is he sleeping?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 7:59 pm
"Meh. I guess" He shrugged nonchalantly, not really caring anymore. He lost the drive to figure out what Tama's problem was. Besides, the devil knew how to find him, even if he didn't know where. That said, why not go and sit down? No point in standing around when you could just as easily relax.
"This Force of yours sounds a lot like Fate, except you really can't contest fate and you can't wield it as a weapon. Maybe it's a combination of human concepts that you merely see as one." He was only saying whatever came to mind, contemplating out loud. The value of his words may very well be nil for all he knew. He didn't care though since he didn't 'use' the Force. He was just trying to make conversation.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:00 pm
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Midnight Syn Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:03 pm
"The Force refers to life, at least from my knowledge. The Emotions ones feel effects how they can manipulate the energies and enviroment around them."
The beast rose like a vampire from a coffin, his back grazing the wall a shis legs lifted him. The blanket seeming to fade like snad in an hour glass, breaking away to reveal a bandaged Tama. Wraping around half his face, his right arm, his left shoulder and on both legs. His body moving with that same strength and fierce nature as he moved toward the two with a floating like touch.
"Am I correct, I did not study it much but was always interested."
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:07 pm
The doors open as per Wesley's typical entrance, the small fox demon ambles in calmly, his forearms folded behind his back. His hat has been left behind, his large animal-like ears flickering about above his crown. He wears a fitted black sleeveless top, that covers up to the base of his neck, and a silver wristwatch on his left hand. His brown slacks flare out at his ankles, held up by a matching leather belt with a circular silver buckle.
Steel-toed black boots echoing hollow thumps through the floor, the Orinian lord walks from the chilled breezes outside to the warm....stench of blood? Picking up the ever familiar scent, Wesley makes his way down the line of stools to the other end of the bar. There he sees Keno, the Jedi, and a strangely-acting Tamashii, or whatever he's calling himself now. Not slowing his pace, he walks around them, moving behind the counter.
Shaking his head with an irritated sigh, the little overlord wonders why someone would arrive to a public place just to be injured. Moronic idea, in his mind. Best to bleed and die outside, whereyou won't smell as bad. Letting the thought drift away, one of the cabinets flips open, and his hand reaches in to pull out, of course, a bottle of vodka.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:09 pm
"The Force has a destiny for each us - how we get to that destiny, however, is up to us," The Jedi Knight said to KenoTao with the voice of a wise man, like an old wizard or paladin. As Tamashii reappeared or rejoined or whatever the hells he came from, Valin listened.
"The Force is life, the life is Force. Emotions do play a part in how one uses the Force, how one calls upon it. Strong, uncontrolled emotions - like hate and anger - call on the Dark Side. Jedi restrict their emotions, we stay objective and serene. 'There is no passion, there is serenity' is a line from the Jedi Code which is kinda like our mantra. We use it to reinforce our teachings and as a meditation tool."
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:15 pm
(hey everyone. . .Again.)
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:16 pm
"People to truely admire, however not my cup of tea as they say. No the passion for life and fierce nature of my rage keeps me alive, calling my own will and strength to survive. I do admired your ideals, keep them with you along with my best wishes and respect."
His hand would gently place itself on Keno's shoulder, smiling that calm and friendly grin, at least the best one could do from a 6,4 abomination. His gesture hopefully calming his friend's worries, the old Tama was back, no need to frear, at least that would be th idea Keno would get, sadly it was far from the truth, this was not over by a long shot. However he would refuse to burden his friends with his problems.
"Relax Keno I am fine and will return in a day or so, I have some lose ends to tie up. Maybe in that time we can all sit down and have a nice talk, till then my best to you both, Keno, Valin..."
With that he would fade out. Like a passing memory in the timeline of life he was gone. His warmth, his strength the feeling of safty he brought was all gone. No trace of him, nothing but empty air that felt...unfilled.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:19 pm
"I still disagree with the concept of considering some emotions controllable and the rest otherwise. To say that one cannot control his anger but he can control his contentment doesn't seem to make sense. Also, to say that hatred controls whereas peace is controlled is just as foolish. If one lashes out in anger, you would say his emotions are out of his control, but if he restrains himself with calm resolve, is that still not his emotions controlling him?" The circular argument again. The Force in itself made enough sense, but to limit your god given faculties in the name of good seemed unnecessary to him. Then again, he could never get past this stage in understanding the Force.
As he perused his mind, thinking on this, his eye caught Tali and watched him blindly, that is, out of focus. It occurred to him just then that this man and Red were seemingly identical and would probably get along very well, or end up becoming rivals depending on how things started off between them. Cold to the world, unconcerned with the well being of most, willing to do whatever was necessary to get in their way, and a natural affinity for the color red, except in this case as Tali was in black and brown. The guy might be a lot happier if he allowed himself to have fun a bit more, but then again, maybe his idea of fun didn't involve discussing matters that ultimately served no direct purpose for him.
He didn't speak to Tama as he left. He wasn't fooled at all, and the false sense of security was something he pretended to fall for more for his friend's piece of mind than his own. Each of them had their own path and he had no intention of converting anyone into followers. His was hardly the example to follow anyway.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:26 pm
(It goes Keno it goes. How about with you?)
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:29 pm
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