Denora Academy- Bogden

[Dryas Quy'teff]

Dryas, surprised by the sudden attack, activated one of his lightsabers and moved to block the swing. The orange blade kept the attack from hitting him, but the force with which it struck left him unable to parry or attempt a counter attack. Looking for a means to catch his footing, he took a force leap backwards. While it put enough distance between him and the Jedi master to serve its purpose, it did little else, for the Bothan found that a number of containers were flying after him.

He responded by reaching out to perform a counter push at the closest container, sending it flying back into the path of one of the other projectiles and creating enough of a disturbance in the wall of containers for him to duck through them, right into Denora’s follow up assault. Better prepared for the attack this time, he successfully caught the swing and directed it away from him without being knocked off-balance.

As his opponents blade moved away from him, the heel of a foot came from behind and struck Dryas in the head. While it hurt, he knew well enough to move with the kick and went to the ground in a roll that allowed him to land on his feet.

“You came here for training? Fight seriously!”

Ignoring the taunt, Dryas refrained from moving in close again, but rather kept at a distance where he was within reach of where the tip of his blade would be able to reach the Jedi Master if he could successfully penetrate his defenses. If he was going to going to fight with this style of combat, he couldn’t allow it to become a matter of strength. He would have to make it a matter of speed and misdirection.

Denora wasn’t about to let that happen, whether he knew what Dryas was planning or not.

“Faster!” Denora shouted, and came at the Bothan with greater speed and intensity. He recognized it as Vaapad from what he had read on saber styles, but it was one he had yet to actual attempt at all himself. He knew well enough that if he tried to fight it directly, though, he wouldn’t last very long.

Instead, he allowed the attacks to come, focusing on defending himself and keeping far enough back that Denora himself would not be able to reach out and hit him with body. Careful to direct his movement so that he would not be pushed into a corner and finished off easily, he allowed the master to use up his energy and even believe that Dryas was faring much worse that he actually was. He would have to break up the motions of the assault soon, naturally, but for the moment, he would allow Denora to continue on in a fashion that would wear him out sooner and lead him to overconfidence.

(The above joint post has been approved by both Space Jawa and Jase.)

[Jase Denora]

Another joint post by Space Jawa and Jase

The bothan certainly seemed to be no fool, even for his young age. Jase appreciated the caution exercised by his newest student. It was a classic move, using the furious speed of Vapaad against the user. Jase had been playing this game for far longer though....

Suddenly, Jase dropped back, raising his hand out and clutching at his chest.

"Oh gods....not now...."

His saber deactivated and Jase dropped it, falling to a knee and panting heavily. A wave of distress went out among the Force from his body and his face contorted in agony.

Dryas seemed confused, hesitant at this new turn in the battle. Was this truly a concern? or merely a deception? The bothan quickly called out to Adan with the Force, remembering the healing abilities the other Jedi had displayed on Coruscant. Meanwhile, he approached Jase cautiously, deactivating his lightsaber while sending Denora's away with a push of the Force, to be safe.

Unfortunately, Jase had never intended the ruse to initiate a saber attack. Jase pushed off with his planted foot, his sudden affliction now obviously a trap. The momentum allowed him to plant the opposite knee into Dryas' chin. Acting quickly, Jase reached out with both of his hands to manipulate the Force around Dryas. Grasping him securely with the invisible energy, Jase threw the bothan across the hangar; and into the hull of Denora's Fury....

Reaching out with the Force again, jase pulled his own lightsabe rback to his hand, as well as a blaster from the weapons racks in the hangar into his free hand.

"I'm not that old yet, Dryas...."

Firing, Jase watched with satisfaction as Dryas, in his dazed state, managed to dodge the first stun blast, but got hit with the second one. The bothan went limp and Jase clipped his lightsaber back to his belt.

"Sahana, make sure he's okay. Hopefully, he's learned his first combat lessons from this."

Tag: Gelus, Dj, Space Jawa
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Jase Denora

Jedi Master- Jedi Council

Force Specialty: Precision Force Manipulation

Saber Form(s): Vapaad, Denora Akimbo Style

Favored Techniques Force Choke, Telekinesis, Shatterpoint, Force Lightning[/b]

Combat Skills: Close combat, sabotage, multi-weapon usage, ship to ship[/b]



"Master the Force. Master your emotions. With these two tools, you will be feared by your enemies and your peers. Nothing else matters for the strong."

Please, please, PLEASE...... do not open the box....

[Sahana]

Sahana’s face lit up like a Christmas tree as she watched Master Denora start a fight with Dryas, though she took immediate action, pulling in front of Neytiri and backing up a safe distance, not wanting to get caught in the fight. She watched with complete reverence as Master Denora used form seven, her favorite form amongst the several forms of lightsaber combat. Out of all the Jedi arts, she loved nothing more than lightsaber combat, it was an art and more than a treat to watch two practitioners go at it.

Sadly, the fight was short lasted as Master Denora fell onto his knee, almost completely winning Dryas over with the ruse. "Oh please." Sahana thought as she watched. If it had been her fighting, she would have blasted him where he knelt and thrown everything she had at him, would have taught him right to. A few seconds later though, Dryas was sent fling into a ship, and then shot with a single blaster shot.

"Sahana, make sure he's okay. Hopefully, he's learned his first combat lessons from this." Master Denora told her. She shrugged as she approached Dryas, kicking him slightly to move him into a better position as she knelt down to give him a once over. From a quick look, nothing vital seemed to be hit, but the wound was going to hurt like hell for a while.

"For his first confrontation with you, I have to say he made it out pretty unscathed." She said with a smile as she attempted to get him up straight so she could move him to what they had of an infirmary. One of these days just for old time sake, she was going to have to ambush Master Denora to see how far her skills had grown, but recently, she couldn’t find the right time. Something just felt wrong, but she couldn’t put her thumb on what it was. Master Denora's decision to move the students from the academy just made the feeling all to real.

Tag: Jase, Space Jawa, Dj
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"I Am Darth Cleavage!"

[Adan Blaise]

Adan had stayed to watch the exchange between Master Denora, and Dryas before escorting the younglings to the landing coordinates. He had felt Dryas' caution and his call through the Force as he watched Master Denora fake a heart attack. He had then felt the Bothan's presence recede from the Force a fraction as he lost consciousness.

Adan replayed the fight in his head a few more times for fun as he plodded his way through the harsh terrain of Bogden on his way back. The shuttle had taken the younglings back to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. In the end, quite a few of them had begged to stay, claiming they could handle anything that the Mandalorians could throw at them. Adan had to chuckle at that a bit. He felt sorry for whatever teachers these young ones were assigned to. Even just a month with Master Denora instilled most of his behavioral quirks.

Adan truly wondered if the Mandalorians would be attacking the Bogden temple. It was true that the attack on Coruscant's Jedi Temple had been effective, but he doubted very much that any group of Mandalorians large enough to threaten Master Denora's academy would be stupid enough to send only three attackers against the Temple. They knew the group was after Jedi, but they didn't know if they would start picking off random Jedi on assignments or if they were targeting a specific Jedi. Something nagged at him about the whole thing, and he couldn't clear his mind as long as he didn't know what it was.

If only Master Denora had gone up against the Mandalorian in the archives, maybe they wouldn't have to be preparing for an assault, and sending away the younglings. He was certain Denora would have killed the Mando, or at least destroyed the slicing device the man had placed within the archives, so he wouldn't literally have a mountain of intel in his hands as he left. He vowed that next time he and that Mando met, he wouldn't let the man get away.

Stepping back into the Temple hangar bay, he saw that Master Denora was still there. He walked up towards him, nodding towards Sahana, and said, "Master, the younglings are away."
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Adan Blaise

Jedi Knight - Denora's Jedi Academy

[Dryas Quy'teff]

“Ow.”

When Dryas came to, he was still feeling the pain from his duel with Master Denora. It helped remind him of how things had transpired. While he didn’t expect that he would just be left to lie around where he had fallen, he was surprised about where he woke up.

Looking around the room, the made it out to be an infirmary, though rather sparse considering. All the same, he didn’t expect they’d move him all the way here.

“Infirmary? Was I really hurt that badly?” He asked to no one in particular.

[Sahana]

Sahana yawned when she realized Dryas had finally woken up. All things considering, he was lucky to be so unharmed after his first session with Master Denora. She remember back to her much much younger years when she had first trained with him, her arm had been crushed and bent in a way it should never had been, though looking at her arm now, you couldn’t tell that she had almost lost it. Standing up, she strolled over to the gurney like contraption she had tossed his lifeless body upon earlier and smiled down into his furry face.

"Morning sunshine, you really weren’t hurt that bad. Ready for round two?"Sahana said jokingly as she whipped her lightsaber out and ignited it, filling the room with a magenta glow as the blade hovered inches from the bantha's injured firry body. Though she was joking, she couldn’t help but feel the itch in the back of her mind begging for a real fight against him this time.
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"I Am Darth Cleavage!"

[Jase Denora]

Now that we're all on the same page and I've slept

Jase and Adan stayed behind as Sahana carried Dryas off. There were things Jase wanted to discuss. Now that the younglings were away, he could openly speak about security matters.

"Adan, I want you to work on the internal and external defenses of the academy. Particularly the anti-ship turrets. Also, those explosive devices you've been building. I want more of them, enough for all of us to carry."

Once they arrived at the infirmary, Jase observed Sahana being her usual self. This would have been otherwise amusing on a normal day.

"Sahana! You can't kill Dryas yet. We need him... you can play with him after this school is secure."

Tag: Dj, Gelus, Space Jawa
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Jase Denora

Jedi Master- Jedi Council

Force Specialty: Precision Force Manipulation

Saber Form(s): Vapaad, Denora Akimbo Style

Favored Techniques Force Choke, Telekinesis, Shatterpoint, Force Lightning[/b]

Combat Skills: Close combat, sabotage, multi-weapon usage, ship to ship[/b]



"Master the Force. Master your emotions. With these two tools, you will be feared by your enemies and your peers. Nothing else matters for the strong."

Please, please, PLEASE...... do not open the box....

[Dryas Quy'teff]

The lack of a force warning left Dryas feeling fairly confident that despite Sahana’s statement, she wasn’t planning on following Denora’s example. At the same time, he wasn’t feeling like taking any chances. Carefully he moved his body around the tip of the blade to stand up to give himself a safe distance should her mind suddenly change or she was better at hiding her intentions than he would have suspected.

Then Denora himself entered, though Dryas wasn’t sure whether to feel more or less secure about things because of it, even if the nature of discussion should have made that point clear.

“What are you planning?” he asked, getting right to the point.

[Sahana]

Sahana watched as the Bothan carefully slid himself off the table and away from her lightsaber. She smiled as she thought of manually extending the blade to put it closer to him still, that was until Jase entered the room himself. "Sahana! You can't kill Dryas yet. We need him... you can play with him after this school is secure." So she had permission to kill him then? Not now but later? She might be able to make a fun game of this later.

"What are you planning?" Dryas asked Jase. Sahana succeeded and stowed her lightsaber away.

"Allot of people are going to die soon." Sahana said with a sigh before hopping slightly up onto the table that Dryas had been lying on previously. "When are 'they' getting here and what is the plan? She asked, having no idea what enemy they were facing now.
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"I Am Darth Cleavage!"

[Neytiri]

Neytiri should have been desensitized to it by now, but the sudden attack on Dryas was something she hadn’t foreseen coming. Though the outcome was to be obvious, she hadn’t expected it to end so quickly. With the end of the lesson, Neytiri decided to follow Sahana to the infirmary where they watched over the Bothan until he awoke. To which more "good" news was sprung on them as Sahana announced lots of people were going to die. Neytiri had been quite up till now, but she needed to know exactly what was happening and decided to speak up.

"What is going on? Did something that drastic happen at the Temple that were all stuck here on high alert?" She asked, taking a seat next to Sahana, forming an audience towards master Denora who would have the clearest of answers since the only thing Sahana could reveal seemed to be the amount of deaths that were to be involved.

OOC: Im alive hopefully I can get back into full swing on here.
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Neytiri - Jedi Padawan

Force Specialty: N/A

Saber Form(s): Ataru

Favored Techniques: Force Cloak/Stealth, Telekinesis

Combat Skills: Infiltration/Tailing

[Adan Blaise]

Adan immediately set off to his tasks. Since he still had enough raw explosive to complete the amount of devices Master Denora needed, he'd start there. What Jase didn't know was Adan had already completed work on the turrets weeks ago in his off time and had just forgotten to inform the Jedi Master.

Internal security measures wouldn't be all that difficult either, considering that this was a Jedi Academy, and contained nothing but Jedi. He would, however, recalibrate the internal defense turrets and other systems just to be on the safe side. All in all, he was kind of glad the young ones were no longer here. In the unlikely event of an attack, there would be no worrying about whether they were safe or not. Knowing Jase's students, they would enter the fray, thinking themselves ready, and get killed by the battle hardened mandos.

Making his way into the machine shop, he grabbed his tools, and materials and went to one of the far benches, setting up his work area for what he knew was going to be a very long day. He just hoped he didn't end up blowing up the entire shop.
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Adan Blaise

Jedi Knight - Denora's Jedi Academy

[Jase Denora]

Jase sighed and found a seat. He needed it, this was going to be the most taxing time for his apprentices. Sahana and Adan would be fine, he was sure of it. Neytiri and Dryas were just so.... inexperienced, as far as he was concerned. This would prove to be a trying test of their abilities.

"Sahana, Neytiri, the attackers at the Temple were Mandalorians. They are notorious for hating Jedi and being bound by honor. Since we only killed one of them, his compatriots will no doubt seek out his killer at some point. This is why I sent the younglings away, they need not be slaughtered at such a young age. The Mandalorians stole information pertaining to many Jedi, which may include the location of this academy. If they seek us out, we will kill them on our terms, not theirs. However, we may also end up seeking them out. I have always been partial to being proactive.

My major concern is the focus of my meditations over the past few weeks. There is a kind of darkness that looms over the galaxy when I gaze upon the Force. The future is uncertain, even I cannot determine any outcome of any event. It seems that once again, we Jedi undergo a period of uncertainty. Not just of the galaxy's future, but our own. Surely, my apprentices, you have sensed the growing rift in the Order? The distance the Council has been taking from its own affairs? I am disturbed greatly by the fact that Mandalorians were even able to so brazenly waltz into the Temple and obtain what they sought. The Order, once having fallen due to arrogance, seems to be teetering on the cusp of dissipation again. this time, due to indifference..."

Tag: Gelus, Rem, Space Jawa
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Jase Denora

Jedi Master- Jedi Council

Force Specialty: Precision Force Manipulation

Saber Form(s): Vapaad, Denora Akimbo Style

Favored Techniques Force Choke, Telekinesis, Shatterpoint, Force Lightning[/b]

Combat Skills: Close combat, sabotage, multi-weapon usage, ship to ship[/b]



"Master the Force. Master your emotions. With these two tools, you will be feared by your enemies and your peers. Nothing else matters for the strong."

Please, please, PLEASE...... do not open the box....

[Sahana]

Sahana fidgeted a little while Master Denora explained what happened at the Jedi Temple and what had been bothering him lately. Right now she was just annoyed that she missed out on all the action again. She contemplated what they would have to do for the next step, besides basic armaments to the academy, maybe a few explosives and large cannons, they would have to try and prepare both Dryas and Neytiri for the coming trial. The news of the separating Jedi order bothered her very little. She had never gotten along with many of the other Jedi outside Master Denora and a few of his "friends" and a few of their students. Though this meant trouble for them in the future, whatever came at them they, would endure.

"So what’s next then?" Sahana asked, sliding off the table onto her feet. "I assume Adans off tinkering with something, the students are away, and we’re all here together. Is a bit of drastic training in order?" Sahana continued, thinking of what possibly could help them prepare for this. There were a few things she wanted to improve on herself, but her worries lied mostly with Neytiri in this situation. He tried reaching out into the force for answers, but seeing the future was never one of her strong suites.
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"I Am Darth Cleavage!"

[Neytiri]

A crumbling order….well, that was no good, neither was the imminent threat of a mandolorian attack on their academy. She was surprised her and Dryas hadn’t been sent away with the younglings, though she thought Sahana might have put up some fight on that issue if it had come to that. She then listened to Sahanas suggestion. Of course she would suggest more training, then again, what else was there to do? About the only thing they could do is prepare the academies defenses.

As for the crumbling order, there wasn’t much a single Jedi Master and his apprentices could do to change the council’s minds. She thought best to leave that problem for a later date and deal with the problem at hand. "If that’s right, best we get started right away, is it not?"
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Neytiri - Jedi Padawan

Force Specialty: N/A

Saber Form(s): Ataru

Favored Techniques: Force Cloak/Stealth, Telekinesis

Combat Skills: Infiltration/Tailing

[Jase Denora]

"Well, that depends, Neytiri. I'm not quite sure you're all ready to face this threat, nor what kind of training would be necessary for you. I would leave it to Sahana to prepare you but she has never faced something like this either. I'm at a loss as to how to best prepare you f-"[b]

Master Denora, you have a holomessage from the Jedi Temple on Coruscant."

Jase turned to watch as the protocol droid walked into the infirmary and spoke. Was there actually news? Was it even somthing he could use?"

[b]"Patch it through to this room."

The droid complied and the blue, flickering holographic image of a robed figure appeared in the middle of the room.

"Greetings, Master Denora, we believe we have acquired pertinent information regarding the Mandalorians you engaged at the Temple."

"Really now? Please, do continue..."

"Yes, the leader is named Xerros Orade. The marksman is known as Lyra. As for the man you killed, his name was Fargut. We do not know much more than that, nor their purposes. However, we do know that they fancy themselves as bounty hunters. It seems they are currently trcking a high-value target to Korriban. The council knows that you take personal matters such as these very seriously; and they wished to pass on that they agree you should investigate and handle the situation in your own way."

"That's new.... Here, I was beginning to think the rest of the Council was forgetting about my efficiency in discreet matters. Thank you, I will choose my course of action from here."

The hologram flickered out and Jase turned back to face his Jedi. This was a very grave turn of events.

"Well, it seems this gives cause for tact. Korriban is certainly dangerous to those who are not ready for it. However, I believe we shall do our best to monitor this Xerros' movements. Neytiri, I want you to be ready for combat at a moment's notice. For this, you will need more focus. I want you to spend some very serious time meditating, while I assign tasks to the others as well."
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Jase Denora

Jedi Master- Jedi Council

Force Specialty: Precision Force Manipulation

Saber Form(s): Vapaad, Denora Akimbo Style

Favored Techniques Force Choke, Telekinesis, Shatterpoint, Force Lightning[/b]

Combat Skills: Close combat, sabotage, multi-weapon usage, ship to ship[/b]



"Master the Force. Master your emotions. With these two tools, you will be feared by your enemies and your peers. Nothing else matters for the strong."

Please, please, PLEASE...... do not open the box....

[Dryas Quy'teff]

As good of news as it was that someone had uncovered information on the Mandalorian attackers, he could not help but feel it a tad distressing that the one thing lasting thing he could claim to have accomplished from his fight with Lyra had been just as easily discovered by someone else with who knew how much effort.

And then there was Korriban. He had certainly heard of the planet. Master Homm had made a point of teaching Dryas the basics about it due to it’s connection to and long history with the Sith. Given what Master Denora was saying, he had a nagging feeling about what the elder Jedi was planning.

[Neytiri]

Master Denora spoke, not giving her a direct answer on what they should do as he wasn’t sure she was ready, let alone Sahana. That didn’t make her seem so confident if Master Denora didn’t even have faith in Sahana in this situation. Sadly, he was interrupted mid sentence as a protocol droid interrupted him. The message it carried was of the attackers on the Jedi Temple. Master Denora seemed to have devised new plans quickly upon hearing the new information on the Mandalorian attackers.

"Well, it seems this gives cause for tact. Korriban is certainly dangerous to those who are not ready for it. However, I believe we shall do our best to monitor this Xerros' movements. Neytiri, I want you to be ready for combat at a moment's notice. For this, you will need more focus. I want you to spend some very serious time meditating, while I assign tasks to the others as well."

Neytiri, being the most inexperienced with combat within this room most likely, nodded in agreement. Meditation it was then. Not something challenging, she could do this. She turned to take her leave, heading for the door and eventually to her chambers to get started.
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Neytiri - Jedi Padawan

Force Specialty: N/A

Saber Form(s): Ataru

Favored Techniques: Force Cloak/Stealth, Telekinesis

Combat Skills: Infiltration/Tailing

[Sahana]

Sahana listened to the message, and the longer she listened, the more she regretted getting left behind, she did miss one hell of a party. By the time the message was over with, Sahana had already formulated what Master Denora's next plan of action was to be, how he would pull it off, she didn’t know, but they were going to pursue Xerros regardless. But he then ordered Neytiri to go and meditate, to be focused, ready for a fight at a moment's notice. As she went to leave the room, Sahana caught a hold of Neytiri's upper arm, eyeing her for a second before releasing her and smiling. Sahana then nudged her through the door before returning her attention back to Master Denora, who had yet to answer her question in any form, nor answer Dryas's.

"So, what are we doing Master?" She asked, keeping it short, simple, and to the point. She had been left out before, she would be damned if she was being left out again. Not that hiding Dryas's X-wing wasn’t fun, but the Bothan showed no reaction to its disappearance so far, taking all the fun from it so far. But she would get her kick from it when the time was right.
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"I Am Darth Cleavage!"

[Neytiri]

As Neytiri was making her way out, Sahana stopped her for a second. Neytiri didn’t understand what was going through her head as she was released a second later and nudged until she exited. Neytiri only managed to shake her head as she made her way to her quarters which happened to be right next to the youngling’s quarters. It seemed oddly unsettling to be so empty and silent; she usually had to find an abandoned room to get this kind of silence. As she entered her own room, it was dark only being very dimly lit by a small orb of light in the middle of the room.

She sat down in front of the light, closing her eyes as she went into meditation. She wasn’t sure exactly what Master Denora wanted her to achieve through this meditation, he said she needed more focus? Was she that unfocused? She wasn’t sure; the only thing she could do is trust his wisdom. So she cleared her mind, preparing herself for whatever was to come.
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Neytiri - Jedi Padawan

Force Specialty: N/A

Saber Form(s): Ataru

Favored Techniques: Force Cloak/Stealth, Telekinesis

Combat Skills: Infiltration/Tailing

[Jase Denora]

Jase looked upon his Jedi, who were assembled before him after their latest training. It hadn't been what he had wanted or expected, but it had given them valuable experience. They still needed more, though... and he needed clarity and council from someone at his own level.

"Dryas, Sahana has hidden your X-wing on the planet. Find it. You have one day. No resources other than your bare hands. Your time starts now. Adan, I want you to work on some armor for the group, something flexible and accommodating to our Force usage. Sahana, weapons check of the academy; and make sure the automated defenses are in working order. Take Neytiri with you."

Turning from the group, Jase headed to his quarters, his demeanor and Force presence indicating that he did not wish to e bothered. Closing his door once he was inside, he sent out the same message to the other two powerful Jedi Masters he trusted: Luke Skywalker and Senna Vucora.

"When you have the time and inclination, I need to speak to you. Please come to the academy on Bogden."

Tag: Chukles, Zara, Gelus, Rem, Space Jawa, Dj
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Jase Denora

Jedi Master- Jedi Council

Force Specialty: Precision Force Manipulation

Saber Form(s): Vapaad, Denora Akimbo Style

Favored Techniques Force Choke, Telekinesis, Shatterpoint, Force Lightning[/b]

Combat Skills: Close combat, sabotage, multi-weapon usage, ship to ship[/b]



"Master the Force. Master your emotions. With these two tools, you will be feared by your enemies and your peers. Nothing else matters for the strong."

Please, please, PLEASE...... do not open the box....

[Dryas Quy'teff]

After the experiences the team of Jedi had recently gone through, Dryas would have much preferred it had he had time to recuperate and refocus his mind. But it was not to be. Already, Denora had them on the move again.

”Is that what happened to it.” he thought as he learned the true fate of the fighter he had brought with him. It was a disappointment, but he would live with it. But as for his task, that was another matter entirely…

”A day. A single day.”

Had he any kind of technological aid, it would be no problem. But with his bare hands? And no idea whatsoever where to start looking?

”Do, or do not…”

He could have tried to debate the issue, but he knew much better than that by now. Jedi did not debate whether a task was possible or not. If it was possible, they would find a way to do it. That was what he needed to do, and time was ticking. Every moment he wasted with doubt would be one moment less he would have to find his ‘missing’ fighter.

The first thing he needed was an idea of where to start looking. If he just started wandering off in any old direction, he would be hard pressed to find it any time before he died, let alone within a day.

He first considered trying to see if he could get anything from Sahana or her apprentice, but dismissed the idea as quickly as he had considered it for its clear unfeasibility. He likewise dismissed trying to examine any of the computers that might have held flight data. It could technically be argued that as long as he didn’t carry anything with him once he looked up any such data, it would still be using hid ‘bare hands’, but truthfully, the matter would be too debatable to risk it.

Heading outside, he made his way to as high a point as he could on the Bogden academy buildings. There, he sat down, closed his eyes, and concentrated on reaching out with the Force for any signs the living nature of the planet could give him as to where his fighter might currently be located.

[Sahana]

"Dryas, Sahana has hidden your X-wing on the planet. Find it. You have one day. No resources other than your bare hands. Your time starts now. Adan, I want you to work on some armor for the group, something flexible and accommodating to our Force usage. Sahana, weapons check of the academy; and make sure the automated defenses are in working order. Take Neytiri with you."

Sahana merely smiled and then nodded in response to her task. Turning enthusiastically, she grabbed a hold of Neytiri's arm and dragged her along toward the armory, or weapons room, or whatever it was called. Once that was done, she would check what she had in her room, along with other systematically hidden weapons along the length of the academy. Though she preferred a lightsaber, the range and destructive power of some guns were always a nice convenience, especially her baby.

But as she got some distance away from Master Denora, she slowed down, releasing Neytiri as she walked. Master Denora seemed to be on edge lately and seeing him so bothered something bothered her too much. As she got to the weapon storage area, she used the force to activate the mechanism within the door that opened and shut it.

She then picked up a large repeating blaster and tossed it to Neytiri. "Make yourself useful and help me, just don’t shoot yourself." Sahana said with way too much enthusiasm in her voice. She then picked up the nearest rifle and began disassembling it, using the force to set the pieces in a organized fashion, humming some beat as she did.

Dryas for the sake of realism, just assume my charatcer hid the X-wing closer to the base than the other side of the planet, i wasn't thinking about how impossible it would be if it was on the other side of the planet, especially in a single day.
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"I Am Darth Cleavage!"

[Dryas Quy'teff]

His eyes closed, Dryas took in slow, deep breath and cleared his mind. Slowly, his senses heightened to levels beyond what any normal Bothan was capable of. Soon after, his reach began to extend beyond his immediate surroundings, the connection it all shared through the Force allowing him to “see”, for lack of a better word, well beyond what his eyes were capable of viewing at any one time.

But Dryas had never been immensely skilled with the more ‘subtle’ or ‘finesse’ matters of the force. His talents lied more on the ‘practical’ end of the scale. It was a matter that Master Homm had been working with Dryas on more and more as his ability to train the Jedi in his combat skills had diminished, but to date it was still a weakness he had yet to make any serious dent in.

And so it was that in time, the reach of Dryas’ senses came to their limit. He tried to concentrate harder, but in what felt like it should have been a contradictory result, it only weakened his grasp on what he could sense around him. With nothing more to gain from his efforts, he let go and opened his eyes.

”That’s…three now.”

He knew it was probably for the best if he didn’t keep count, but he couldn’t help it as he allowed himself a minute to get in a breather before continuing onwards. The first effort at the academy had failed, and twice now he had taken the long trek required to get a new point from which to start the process over again.

Composing himself and securing his footing, he went on the move again to find the place where he could go for attempt number four.

[Neytiri]

"Take Neytiri with you." Neytiri heard from Master Denora. She never got much of a task assigned to her, but she was in fact just a padawan, so she couldn’t complain nor would she think too. By this point in time, she was more Sahana's apprentice than Master Denora's, so it was usual to be sent her way in this situation. But it seemed Neytiri didn’t even get a choice to follow as Master Sahana grabbed a hold of her arm and dragged her in the direction of the armory.

As she was led along, eventually Master Sahana released her and slowed her pace from their jogging ways into a slow walk. Neytiri learned not to question Sahana when something bothered her, so she kept quite as they walked. When they reached the armory, Sahana waved hand and the door opened after a rhythmic beat of clicking. The room was filled with a wide assortment of weapons, none of which Neytiri had yet to ever touch. "Make yourself useful and help me, just don’t shoot yourself." Sahana commanded her in a playful manor.

Neytiri stared at the weapon before here, glancing over at Sahana who had begun disassembling her rifle with ease and precision. "Yes Master." Neytiri spoke as she began pulling it apart piece by piece, checking for anything she may see to be wrong. But as she realized further and further that she couldn’t see anything wrong with it, she also realized she didn’t know what she was looking for either. She didn’t have much time to think upon it though as she felt a sharp push in the force, forcing her against the wall. She didn’t have time to grab her lightsaber, so she pulled up what was left of the rifle she had been working, brandishing it defensively.
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Neytiri - Jedi Padawan

Force Specialty: N/A

Saber Form(s): Ataru

Favored Techniques: Force Cloak/Stealth, Telekinesis

Combat Skills: Infiltration/Tailing

[Sahana]

As Sahana worked on her weapon, she glanced over her shoulder to see how Neytiri was progressing with her weapon. She was looking at her weapon which was partially disassembled with a look of confusion and hopelessness. It didn’t take more than this once glance to get things moving in Sahana's mind on what she needed to do. She quickly finished re-assembling her rifle, giving it a clean bill of health before she focused the force within her hand, sending it out in a pushing wave, slamming Neytiri into a wall of weapons.

Sahana then rushed her, throwing several punches and kicks Neytiri's way, getting several through as she uselessly attempted to block with a large piece of her disassembled rifle. She wasn’t much without her saber; even then, she wasn’t much. She had chosen her out of the last batch of younglings to stay on as her apprentice for reasons of her own. But lately, her lack of passion and focus was bothering Sahana to no end. She needed to be less, how would Sahana put it, nice? In her opinion, if Neytiri didn’t get her act together, the Mandalorians were going to run through her with very little trouble. She couldn’t even properly disassemble and re-assemble a rifle. Sahana realized it wasn’t a Jedi's focus to use such weapons as rifles and blaster, but in this school, when did they follow the Jedi code exactly as it was taught to them?

With these thoughts in mind, Sahana didn’t let up, using the force again to pull a work bench behind Neytiri as she kicked her through the doors opening. Neytiri managed to catch her breath on the other side, drawing her lightsaber and filling the dark hallway with a white glow. Sahana had to admit, Neytiri had managed to salvage up a unique crystal for her saber, white wasn’t something you saw every day. But Sahana preferred hers as she drew one of her own, filling the weapons cache with a magenta glow.

Sahana then force leapt out of the doorway with great force, spinning her blade ahead of her as she went. Neytiri leapt backwards, blocking a flurry of swings as Sahana caught her footing. Neytiri attempted to get a good strike in, doubling the size of her lightsaber blade as she backed up, swinging a mighty downwards slice. Sahana brought her gaurd shoto up, swinging the handle around so that the handle and emitter where paralleled to her arm, the blade hovering over her elbow. Sahana absorbed the force of the strike, using her weight to withstand it before pushing back, off balancing Neytiri.

Sahana then ran forward, tackling Neytiri and slamming her hard into the ground, sending both her lightsaber and Neytiri’s sliding across the cold surface. She then continued to pin Neytiri's wrists to the ground with her hands, using her knees to spread open the twi'lek's legs. "If you’re tired of me beating you, I can think of some other indoor sports we can perform?" Sahana whispered into Neytiri's followed by a low sadistic laugh.

(The above joint post has been approved by both Gelus and Rem.)
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"I Am Darth Cleavage!"