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 Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 9:12 pm
Jiaozi was a city situated on Felucia. It was home to the many water stations that a toxin was spreading to. Aayla Secura, Barriss Offee, and their Padawans attempted to stop the poison from spreading there. After the deaths of the Jedi, the newly formed Galactic Empire finished the job of stopping the spread. It isn't a large city by most standards, and odd because it is made entirely from the native Fauna, and high above the ground.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 2:59 pm
†*¤*† Truth, Justice, Protection †*¤*†
The Rogue Shadow landed, cloaked, just outside the walls of the city. With a gentle hiss the hydraulics locked into place, keeping the ship perfectly balanced as the loading ramp lowered. Out strode the black and gray form of Reave, who willfully chose to remain with a human look. He breathed in the fresh jungle air, the fauna around him blocking out a great deal of light with their size. Rays of brilliance shone through the small openings in the thick cover to brighten the path to the city. Reave sighed, feeling once more the energy around him through the force and wondering why it was he had chosen Hoth instead of Felucia as a home. The life here, the force sensitive Felucians, and all sorts of other creatures made this place a paradise for one such as him. Then he remembered. Amongst the creatures, his Force signature would endanger others should the Sith or Jedi come looking for him. Sighing, he stepped off his ship, and reengaged the cloak. Waiting for a moment, he used the Force and gathered fauna to covered the ship. With that covering, any wildlife would scent fauna and not human, thus giving the ship safety.
With that, Reave turned and headed into the city.
†*¤*† Lost, Alone, Determined †*¤*†
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 3:55 pm
[ S c y t h e W o l f ] 
Scythe appeared in Jizaoi much longer after than she had intended. She had landed initially in the capital city, but after a brief search the force told her to head to Jizaoi. She wasn't even sure what she was searching for as she walked into the city. If this being was strong enough to be sensed from Courescant than he or she was certainly powerful enough to cloak themselves.
It occured to her that she should do so as well. It was rather simple for her to do so, she had no emotions she needed to cover up, nothing to conceal and her power was constantly dormant. Walking among the people she would stick out were it not for their colorful clothing, her violet robes weren't as vibrant but it was better than the neutral tones of her fellow Jedi. Luckily they were different from the traditional style and she had left her cloak behind, something that would surely identify her profession almost as well as a lightsaber. However, she did keep her scythe with her, a weapon not typical for a Jedi to carry. The black metal shaft and blade had a cortsis-weave but still didn't make it light. The 6-foot weapon towered over her small frame as she walked but it didn't seem to effect her movements.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:07 pm
†*¤*† Truth, Justice, Protection †*¤*†
The people of Felucia were much as Reave remembered.
The fungal people that made up the Felucian population walked the streets with little children, something few in the Galaxy had ever seen. That they had their kids out meant that there were only Ithorians here, but they would be in the inner city, not the outskirts where Felucians lived. Moving forward, Reave altered his appearance a bit, adding a layer to his eyes that showed him the world in a different, higher band. It was required for the light here, which was far stronger than Coruscant's.
That done, Reave began looking at the buildings built from the fauna. They were worked into huts and homes that suited for protection over beauty here, something the Felucians were well known for. Or rather, the Ithorians, though few knew just how much the Ithorians had influenced the architecture here. Looking back to the toad he saw the first Ithorian, a create with a flat hammer-head design, a hunched back, and green skin. It was a male, and a Force Adept. Probably a Shaman or something, for he couldn't remember the specific name of the Ithorian adepts.
†*¤*† Lost, Alone, Determined †*¤*†
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 9:29 pm
[ S c y t h e W o l f ]
Scythe's eye was starting to become weary of the light on this planet, without much if any cloud cover and the different atmosphere, she was now wishing for her cloak again. She walked to the more shaded side of the pathway and continued on her journey. She was attuned to the other force users but gave very little off herself. Almost nothing in fact. She had her aura pulled close as per always.
She looked up, her eye surveying the people around her before her violet gaze fell on someone, not initially but it came right back. Was that? No...it couldn't have been. But he was so familiar...looked to similar. Scythe kept her distance for now, just watching, but eventually he would pick up on her if he hadn't already. Was he the one she had sensed? After all these years she had sensed him. Why now?
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 10:24 pm
†*¤*† Truth, Justice, Protection †*¤*†
For a moment, the figure seemed to slow, then come to a stop. Then he turned, and looked at the girl behind him.
Reave knew exactly who it was the instant he saw her, felt her through the force. It was Scythe, his student from so long ago! He'd never thought to see that girl again! The instant his eyes locked with hers, he turned and gestured for her to follow. He knew she would follow, if only out of pure curiosity. As he walked, he considered running. Last he's heard, she'd become a member of the Council back on Coruscant. Would it be smart to so blindly walk into what could be a trap? It took only a moment to consider this, and he chuckled at the end. This was Scythe.
She simply wouldn't care.
†*¤*† Lost, Alone, Determined †*¤*†
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 10:39 pm
[ S c y t h e W o l f ]
Scythe paused when he turned around and stopped all together when he laid eyes on her. She would for sure thought he would have attacked her or at least drawn a saber like he had on the previous Jedi that had come after him. However she was pleasantly surprised when he made no such move, then again, they had know each other her entire life. He knew her better than that, she had no reason or desire to come after him.
She was surprised when he did motion to her. A moment later she stood beside him and bowed. It was habit really, he was not the grand-master any longer but still, he was not her enemy so he deserved respect in her mind.
"Hello Master...it has been too long..." Came her normally cold, emotionless tone. Scythe hadn't changed clearly.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 11:20 am
†*¤*† Truth, Justice, Protection †*¤*†
Reave had to sigh. The last they'd talked, he'd been named Reverend, and had been Grand Master of the Jedi. She bowed then, and now, after he'd left the Jedi and became a rogue, as they'd see it, she STILL bowed to him. With a pained look, he reached out to tap her brow, using the force to generate a similar shield over her eyes that he had added to his own. Felucia didn't have this type of sunlight all day, just during its highest peak....which was right then, actually. "You don't need to bow to me, Scythe. I'm no longer a Master, nor yours. You've learned enough to be a Council Member, so we are semi-equal now." Turning he made his way towards one of the two cantina's in the area, called "The Prancing Rancor". The sign bore the image of a Rancor in a tutu.
Reave entered and immediately took a seat at a corner table, knowing full well that no one was sitting there. Being tied to the Force was a truly remarkable thing, really. It let one realize and sense when others were watching, or where others were. Such as if someone was in his seat. Takin the chair, he waited for Scythe to sit.
†*¤*† Lost, Alone, Determined †*¤*†
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 2:12 pm
[ S c y t h e W o l f ]
"I bowed to my father, we were family and I still bowed to him... the old ways die hard with me....you should know that well enough by now Master..." She blinked once when he had touched her brow. Scythe had always been rather...phobic of physical contact. A handshake was hard enough for her, but the unwarranted touch was a stretch, at least it was someone she knew. She followed after him, walking with her scythe like it were a staff but not putting weight on it. She settled into a seat at the table shortly after him, her senses sweeping the room, a habit she couldn't put to rest despite the fact that the former grand-master was doing the same.
She looked at him for a long moment, it had been so long since she had seen him last. He hadn't changed a bit, neither had she, save for more scars. When he left the order she was away on a mission, she would have rather been there, not that her presence made any difference.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 3:04 pm
†*¤*† Truth, Justice, Protection †*¤*†
Reave crossed his arms behind his head, leaning back in his chair and examining his former apprentice. Though she hadn't been his padawan, he had trained her in telekinesis and concentration, meditation and the use of the Force. As the Old Republic would have said so long ago, he would have been a Jedi Consular, someone who used the Force for almost everything. For a time he had studied mysteries, some mysteries that would have dragged lesser beings down into the darkness, and it was because of that he could use powers others wouldn't dare, and could understand that darkness in one's heart more than most Jedi Masters. It was due to this that many had sought him out as a teacher, and why he'd trained a fair number of Jedi in his life.
"I see you haven't aged since we last met. I'd hoped your condition would have altered." He smirked, his eyes changing into a golden color with flecks of silver in them. In truth, she hadn't changed at all, not even a little. He was expecting to see her wolves around here at any time, since they followed her everywhere. Almost smiling, he remembered when she was a child and her chasing him around in his wolf form crying "Doggy!" as she did so. Lowing one arm to adjust his vest and robes for better comfort, Reave considered her appearance and tone of voice. "I'd also hoped that you would have finally opened up with those emotions of yours. I know the Jedi still preach neutrality, reservation, and emotionlessness, but of all my students I had hoped you would be the one to figure out that those teaching were just trash."
†*¤*† Lost, Alone, Determined †*¤*†
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 3:38 pm
[ S c y t h e W o l f ]
What her former master was trying to do did not go unnoticed but it also stirred nothing in the emotionless Master Scythe. She ignored the first comment but responded to the next.
"Master Reave, you know better than most...you know well why I keep my emotions firmly locked away." She looked up to him. The black leather eye patch prominent on her features in that moment. "Or have you forgotten?" The image was in her mind in an instant, it had never been far from her thoughts. She was ten years old, the first true manifestation of her berserker form, before then, the council had managed to keep it in-check, but at ten years old she was rapidly coming into her powers. She had shattered a mirror, a shard hitting her right eye, blinding it. She had destroyed most of the apprentice dormitories in a matter of moments. It took several of the wookie Masters to physically wrestle her to the ground and the entire council, including Reave to keep her there with the force. She looked up to him, her point was across.
"Baby misses you....she will be cross when I return for not bringing her if she knew I saw you." Scythe said, knowing he was thinking of her wolves. Baby was the youngest wolf in the pack, the omega, a playful creature that seemed to take a liking to everyone but had the strongest connection to Reave.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 3:50 pm
†*¤*† Truth, Justice, Protection †*¤*†
Smirking, Reave poked at the menu on the table. "Order what you wish. I've got enough credits to pay for us both." So, she hadn't changed. Above all, her Berserker side was what he had hoped she'd learned to control. Several of the forms he took had similar natures, and it took little effort for him to control them most times. He wished that Scythe would learn that same control, yet apparently, as of yet, she hadn't.
At the mention of Baby, he smirked. The omega had always been a playful thing, and often the Council had been interrupted while the little female had walked in and planted herself firmly and comfortably in Reave's lap. He didn't mind, considering his favorite animal form was the Winter Wolf, a creature that breathed ice and was twice the size of a normal wolf. But since, the pup had followed him almost everywhere, even when Scythe wasn't around. He hadn't seen her since the day he left the Order, almost twenty years ago. "Well, you could just not tell anyone you found me. I'm quite a bit busy right now, and having to school some Knights who are sent after me isn't very appealing right now."
†*¤*† Lost, Alone, Determined †*¤*†
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 4:03 pm
[ S c y t h e W o l f ]
Scythe sighed a bit and looked to him. Scythe had learned control, infact so much so that she was practically bound in spirit. It was largely self-inflicted however. Deep down, she feared what she was capable, the distruction she could wreck. She was not like Reave, the force was not easily manipulated like a soft cloth. She was not able to just keep herself at bay. It was a curse that was so easily influenced by the subtlest change in emotions.
She saw his face light at the thought of the smallest wolf, she seemed to be eternally stuck in a permanent puppy mentality.
"I don't think it's possible to keep anything from my pack. They will smell you on my clothes." She said softly She tilted her head slightly when he mentioned being busy. "And what has you so busy Master?"
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 5:25 pm
†*¤*† Truth, Justice, Protection †*¤*†
At this, Reave fell silent. Taking up the menu Reave called over a server and ordered some salad for him to eat, along with some alcohol. At the same time he ordered rare steak, soemthing that shocked the Ithorian waiter for a moment before he shuffled off. Finished, he turned back to look at Scythe, and sighed. Closing his eyes, Reave steepled his fingers in front of his face. "What has the Council felt lately? Anything from the Dark Side, any threat from the Unknown Regions or the Outer Rim? Have there been any reports of vanishings, of unusual beacons in the Force?"
†*¤*† Lost, Alone, Determined †*¤*†
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 5:42 pm
[ S c y t h e W o l f ]
Scythe looked to Reave, of course he would be curious. She looked to the Ithorian ordering the same. She looked up to him.
"I'm sure this is the first city you've encountered in a while and you order a raw steak?" She asked. She drew in a breath, looking up to him. "Hoth?" She asked. She was prolonging before talking about the order, really it was the first time she had seen in in almost three decades, she didn't want to just speak about the order. "I smell the snow, and a ton ton.....foul smelling creatures." She said calmly.
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