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 Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 6:04 pm
"By doing this...." he stretched out his hand and started using his force. He was using as much force as he could. The bodies started to shift in place, and were suddenly lifted in the air.The bones in the bodies began to crack and the skin started to tear as if pulled from the inside."Gah!" his arm froze in place and the bodies fell to the floor. He held his arm in pain as he knelt. Ashamed of his weakness. " Damn.... I was hoping I had enough power to handle this.... I guess I'll just get a bag and toss the bodies away..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 6:07 pm
"Not just the bodies need to be cleaned up. you avenged your murdered friend, what about these people's friends?" He raised his right hand nonchalantly, and the bodies flew into a heating furnace quickly, as if tossed by a giant. The crackling of their skin could be heard.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 6:21 pm
" I had this feeling that they meant nothing to anyone. As sad as it sounds, I could tell no one would avenge them for the very reason that no one cared about them. The feeling that I got from the other students... that is why they acted the way they did. The best I could do was to end their life..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 6:25 pm
"If anyone comes for revenge, fend them off, and DO NOT kill them." He hissed. He stalked off angrily. The other students re-entered the room as if by cue. They consented with Drakonis, and praised his fighting.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 6:33 pm
As the students came by, praising all the while, Drakonis could not hear them. His own thoughts filled with what his master said and he was lost in these very thoughts. Unable to hear them, he seemed to be as if in a trance, staring into his own mind.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 6:39 pm
The students passed on when he was inattentive. They sparred, and trained for awhile, but the overall tone was one of cautious slacking
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 7:38 pm
Gaian name: Gourou Bandai
Name: Gre'send Wybrent
Age: 52
Class: consular
Rank: Jedi Master and senior member of the jedi council
Race: human
Weapons: Lightsaber, green, as is the fashion of masters in the council
Appearance: 6'2" with long gray beard and hair, he wears the brown trademark garb robe of the jedi. He has dull steel eyes, with skin slightly wrinkled from age.
Bio: Living through much of galactic turmoil, living on the very eye of the storm in the war he was tempered into a knowledgable and powerful warrior. His past knows only the halls of the jedi temple, and his teens hold memories of exotic planets he and his master traveled to for missions and training. At 19, in Dagobah he learned of treachery in the leagues of the jedi temple, after telling his master, his master had went and fought the jedi-turned sith; but apparently died in the struggle. Torn apart between the rules in the temple, and his desire for revenge he flew to Dagobah, but learned his master was in league with the dark jedi. After a heated fight of force powers, lightsabers, and a dogfight in Dagobah's orbit, he managed to kill his master and the dark jedi. His ship crash landed on Dagobah after the dogfight and he spent a year in Dagobah until he was picked up by the temple, in this time alone, he went on a pilgirmage to the site of jedi master yoda's coffin in the swamps of dagobah, and here he honed his powers; watched over by Yoda and numerous other knights of the old order. He is well liked in the council and the temple, as the wizened old sage of knowledge, his image evoking fond memories of yoda and ben-kobi themselves, through Gre'send's manner and conduct.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 7:58 pm
Gre'send sat back in the firm chrome chair in his room, conversing through holograph to his old friend Daren, a native reptilian creature whom he met during his stay in Dagobah-- the creature's race lasted much longer than humans, so he always seemed to carry the same luster and sparkle as Gre'send more or less turned to dust as the years went by-- but Gre'send did not mind, as this meant he would soon be returning to the force and guiding young padawans as he did in life. "Odd time it is young Daren, I agree..." Daren laughed "You speak smoothly again gre'send, do you remember? You spent one year in solace with master yoda's spirit and you couldn't stop talking like him for almost seven years..." Daren chuckled to himself in an odd clicking noise.
Gre'send befriended Daren after defeating him in battle, as was his land's custom-- finding Daren had a fine enough level of midichlorians, Gre'send tought Daren some of the force, and inducted him into the jedi order. "Jedi and Sith just...talking? I do not trust them, the republic has gotten far too liberal with relations I think."
Gre'send nodded "Yes, in recompence, jedi and sith should not be. I remember a time when we fought with young fired ardor-- and a time when the entire order of jedi was nearly killed off in genocide by the tyranny of the sith-led empire. Trust the sith, I think we should not. The council is having a vote, on a subject corellating this matter. Presently arriving, the rest of the council should be. May the force be with you, my old friend."
Daren waved "I'm not the old one here blood-skull, make sure you die on Dagobah, I'd like you to meet my children, and help them train." Gre'send sighed "No man chooses where he dies unless he is the one to cause it, and that is prohibited under jedi rules." Daren smiled "Well if you're losing a dogfight, just crash on Dagobah, may the force be with you Gre'send." Gre'send shook his head "An odd creature, he..."
Gre'send realized he was late for a council meeting and made his way to the council room, walking in he held his breath so it didn't sound like he had to run there "Forgive me I had an engagement with the leader of a small village in dagobah." Gre'send sat in his assigned chair flustered "What have been the meeting's minutes?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 9:11 pm
He shook his head, snapping out of it. Drakonis stared at all the students realizing he had just gotten lost within himself. He headed towrds his master, maintaining within a slow pace, as he headed towards his Master. He wanted to see where he was eaded, and for what reasons. Although he was slightly hesitant due to his master who was still furious.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:35 pm
One of the masters frowned at Gre'send. "We now vote for keeping a disturbance of the Force from our students. If you would agree, not would be the time Master Gre'send." It was the only Jedi older than Gre'send on the council, and he had voted against it.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:36 pm
Madoon was too mad to notice him, though he could have if he felt in any need to do so. He went to a comm, room, and the door shut fast before his apprentice could enter
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:46 pm
"I believe the students have a right to now, and be prepared for anything to come from this disturbance-- all jedis, padawan and master alike should know of, and be prepared for turmoil....But please-- alleviate me of the matter, what is this disturbance that we speak of? I feel it, but this is all-- as it is clouded from me, I would believe it to be in the machinations of the sith..." Gre'send narrowed his gaze and looked down, this day would come he knew it, but he chose to play ignorance for the time being.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:00 pm
Drakonis bowed his head in dissapointment, hoping that he could've done something to help his master. He was getting tired of his lifestyle, stuck here on this planet with no one to talk to him but his master. He lthought back , remembering the great rush he had felt during the fight, and how much greater it felt after he had killed both the students and seeing the many awed and amazed students that surrounded him. He sat next to the door with his legs folded under him. He pressed his fists against the cold hard floor, and leaned his head back on the wall, looking up to the ceiling. Drakonis wished to leave this place. The only thing that stopped him was his master who he cared so much about. He wanted to leave this planet so he could go and experience things on his own, rule his own life. He was ready to leave. The only conflict he had was the fact of never seeing his master again.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:37 pm
Gre'send brought a hand to his beard "Dear Jedi master Avra, if it were truly as this the council would not bother having a vote on the matter in the first place-- Our meetings are formed only to discuss important matters, they are not set about on whims, furthermore the protection of the students falls on us all: not. just. you." Gre'send sat back "as there seems to be a unanimous outcome I don't see the point of pressing the matter any further-- we shall tell the students of this matter immediately."
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