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Avra entered the council chambers still adorned in her maroon tunic and navy cloak. Her eyes flickered over the few that had already taken their seats, there were still a number of the Jedi Masters that had yet to arrive.

She took her seat and crossed her legs curtly before she slid her black gloves off her hands and slipped them into her belt. She then idly set her hands in her lap and continued to wait for the rest of the council to arrive.

Avra checked her personal small palm sized portable vidscreen often, as it constantly monitored the movements of the fleet. She watched as the fourth A-wing squadron and the seventh X-wing group departed from the main guard fleet and took up positions high above the academy in the upper atmosphere, as she had commanded.

The ships showed as orange dots on the glassy blue surface of the small vidscreen, and to many the array of blips and lines would not have made the slightest of sense but to Avra it was her realm of dominance. Every time she glanced at the small device she was running scenarios through her head, and making mental notes to alter the fleet's flight path where need be. Devising strategy had always been one of her talents, and as such; though a young member of the council she had been given command of most of the planetary defenses.

Finally Avra put the device away after assuring herself that the skies were clear of enemies and possible ambushes.
She then resigned herself to silence, to wait until the remaining members of the council arrived.

Raj nodded a greeting towards the young Jedi master as he gazd her way momentarily as she entered the council chambers and took her seat. His gaze soon fell elsewhere as he began pondering once more, the feint hissing of his mask loudly audible over the few masters that continued to speak quietly about various topics amongst themselves. He slid his taloned hands into the oppostie arm's sleeve once more and sat patiently once more.

Y'Jorahk towered silently in the shadows gazing upon both Zeko and Drakonis, grunting roughly at their foolishness. His arms crossed over his chest carelessly, as he leaned against a pillar. Next to him also against the pillar was his staff. He continue to watch the two with an expresion similar to a scowl upon his face. To him both seemed unworthy of even the name sith. He grunted once more in annoyance before grasping his staff roughly, disappearing into the darkness as he walked away.

The force push hit his stomach, but Drakonis stayed on his feet, and smiled wickedly. Once it hit him, Drakonis returned a forced push from his gripped hands, but it was aimed at the ground to knock his feet back so he would lose balance and once he did, he would would swing his blade towards Zeko's shoulder to disable him from another attack.

He narrowed hs brows his face becomng serious under his mask which continued to hiss occasionally as it filtered in air. His stern gaze fell upon Arak through the filtered eyes of his mask, curious to what may have happened, though he had somewhat of an idea, having felt the recent distirbance in the force himself. Yet through his curiousity he remained calm and collective awaiting the grave news.

Gaian name: Zeo-ShadowDemon

Name:Jedi knight Exore Majer

Age: 50

Class: consular

Rank: Jedi knight- prospect for master

Race: Vors. Taller and thinner than normal humans. Wings as big as their body.

Weapons: normal blue lightsaber (rarely uses it)

Force specialty: Force shield, and other defensive force moves. Although they are simply defense moves, they are so powerful that some times, when an attack is made, it is deflected back at the opponent.

Appearance: Has long wild brown hair, the same colored eyes, and wears a white robe with golden linings on the ends of the robe and sleeves. He wears a small pair of regular glasses, yet they are designed so they will not fall of his face. He only wears the glasses because he wants to maintain a very educated yet masculine look. He believes giving a good, peaceful look will help others become at peace with themselves.He has an aura to him that relaxes all around them, calming and clearing their minds. He uses this to help the Jedi think more clearly during desperate times

Bio: Hes been with the jedi since his entire life. His parents were very religious, and every day they would visit him at the academy, and would teach him the ways of God when he was a padawn. Over the years hes learned so much that he has his own theory of God and the connections with the force. Ever since he discovered this, the force has grown strong with him, causing a great many who noticed this to convert to his religion. After a while, he was becoming popular and was soon known as the "Peace bringer" taming deadly monsters like the Rankor with a simple word of mouth. But even now, there are many people out there who despise him just for his religion.

Arak sighed lightly, and stroked his chin. "There is no preventing the inevitable, even with starships, Avra. I have a hunch that the civil war on Earth may have purpose with this matter. As you know, many great Force-users have come from Earth. Both Jedi and Sith." He looked to every master in turn. "I wish to investigate the planet, and report back what I may have gathered, if that is the council wishes." He raised his hands to silence the small mutterings of the other Council members. "But, the reason I called this meeting at such an immediate hour, is that I wish to not tell any Jedi at the Academy not of Master Rank, Maybe not even outside of the council." Many of the Council murmured to eachother, and unrest was found in the room.


Ari laughed, and slashed horizontally at neck level to cut off Drakonis's head, and at the same moment Zeko ducked, and striked at his ankles.

It successfully cut through him, and he fell in a crumpled heap, breathing heavily. Zeko smiled. "What a pair of weaklings." He said, and raised his blade to point it's tip at Drakonis's nose. It hummed in the silent training room. All watched with horrified eyes, and abated breath.

Drakonis moved back and gave a shocked look on his face as if surprised by Zeko's sudden counter. But this was only to fool Zeko. He could tell by his personality Zeko's biggest weakness and that was his ego. "oh no!" he said suddenly dropping his lightsaber. Once the lightsaber touched the floor, the room was filled with the sound of a loud clanging. Once the noise would reach Drakonis' ears, he used force push once again, but this time with another attack. Once the force push would strike, he fell to the floor, pulling out his vibroblade and conceiling it within his robe. once he was in range, he thrusted the vibroblade at Zeko's forehead to finish him.