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    Jedi Insurgence - a Star Wars RP

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    18 hours ago, Ravenclawjedi42 said:

    “As ready as I can be,” Rajib responded.

    17 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

    “I guess so.”

    Nayla looked... somehow less nervous. Than usual, anyway.

    "Remember the plan," Feisyyd said to them all. "He'll sense us coming, and predict our every move - so we have no other choice than to go all-out. I'll lead the attack from the front to engage him in full Trueform combat, and with a bit of luck the lot of you will be able to overwhelm him."

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    Jedi Insurgence - a Star Wars RP

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    Took us a week to progress a single day irp...

    honestly, that's pretty good time

    anyway, imma hit y'all with a massive superpost because there's really no way to RP this meditation bit and we need an excuse to fight the Sith Boi again

    feel free to not reply for a bit. If you want to take your time with a fancy followup post, go ahead and take it; if you just need to clear your head for a bit, feel free. I'm going to see if I can work on real stuff tomo -...today, so I might not be all over the Shard to reply.

    Also imma ping everyone

    @Ravenclawjedi42 @Justice_Magician @Scars of Hathsin @Ancient Elantrian @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ @The Bookwyrm

     

    The morning came through the fog that day. Light shone in beams through wisps of mist and dew - obscured, but not hidden. It still reached through Aria's window and shone against the far wall, striking just shy of the shelf holding the hologram she'd finished recording the night before. In fact, she'd barely slept a wink up until at least midnight, running her mind through the same impossible choices over and over again. What to do, what to say, what to think; how terrible that here and now, the thing she knew best was uncertainty.

    Because, after all, Darth Krarik was expecting them. Aria thought she could sense his anticipation from here - it was a sharp, heavy sort of feeling. Like clinging to the top of a jagged cliff.

    She knelt upon a rug, watching herself in the mirror. There wasn't much to see, really - save perhaps the little sunken crevices that age had given to her, and the scar across her left eyebrow from that Assassin all those years ago. For now her hair was down in a choppy bundle, drooping just across her shoulders. She'd gotten it cut recently, up to the top of her neck... except, of course, the one braid that now hung halfway down her spine. She usually kept it hidden; not out of embarrassment, but rather because no one else really needed to know. It was a decision she'd made for herself, and one she would maintain until the time was right.

    Rikani Holnogar: her Master. He had tied that very braid for her when she was only nine years old, and again every morning they trained and worked together. Seven years he had done it, until his hands weren't so good for it anymore. Now, every morning, Aria Feisyyd tied it herself. Not because she was ashamed; not because he had never seen her become a Jedi Knight; not because of any obligation or creed or doctrine, but because she'd made a promise to herself the night he died.

    I've always wanted to see, he'd said, the next generation of Jedi. I want to see what they learn from what we left behind. I want you to become your best self, so that someday you can want your own padawan to do the same.

    Two lightsabers lay before her as she tied her hair back into its regular shape. Normally she might've wrapped the ends with her braid, but today she just held them up with a pair of long pins. The braid hung down across her shoulder, and she watched the hilts in deep contemplation. On the left was her own lightsaber, made years and years ago... she had found the dark green Kimber Stone in nearly under five minutes, and was the first among her fellow younglings to forge a blade over the span of about an hour. Even the Masters would remark on the stability of the saber, and in friendly bouts often struggled to tear their blades off hers.

    The one on the right had been his. How it was found, why it was brought to her... all that, she did not know. That last she'd seen of Master Rikani was his vicious duel against the Assassin, and in the ensuing shipwreck it was nowhere to be found. Yet three years ago - the very same day she'd taken Nayla as her Padawan - it had wound up on the shelf of her wall. Indeed, he had always taught her that a Jedi's blade is more than just a weapon, and so she had tended to it with every day as carefully she would an ancient holocron.

    But today, she realized, was the climax. In fact, she'd suspected it might be from the moment she'd first felt Krarik's arrival; perhaps even when Cloud had wandered into their lives. A strange sense of finality, like the ending of a book. Aria was growing old; her body, slowly but surely, became weaker. Deep connection to the Force had made the symptoms barely noticeable, but over the years she swore she could feel her bones steadily grinding under the weight of gait and posture, and the muscles at the ends of her limbs creeping ever so quietly into disruption. It had become difficult, recently, to tie the braid every day.

    Aria Feisyyd could feel it: the shift in the tide, the settling clouds over a once-stagnant sea. In all the Force it sounded, ringing distantly to her soul both in sleep and in wake. She felt it resonate through all the young friends she'd trained - Nayla, Reel, Rukk, Cloud. It touched them with its Will, lying in wait for this new generation to carry out the change. It would be years before they were as powerful as a Jedi Master; decades, perhaps, to grow as experienced as herself. But they would surpass her without a doubt, sooner or later. She wondered if it was the quiet touch of Rikani's memory that told her that she could not become a part of it.

    "That's all I've ever wanted," Aria said aloud, reaching for her master's old blade. "Rikani, all I want... I want them to be strong."

    An old memory spoke in her mind.

    I want to be the last grateful ember, or the shred of flint across a stone. I wish to set your soul ablaze, so you can spread the light across the stars... so you can share the warmth with whoever comes next, so they can learn to burn even brighter.

    That had been the last lesson he had ever given her; the night before he died.

     

     

    When she emerged, Master Aria Feisyyd wore a hard cuirass over her robes. The pads and studs wouldn't do much against a lightsaber blade, but they helped to focus her form. She strode with a taller posture, a steadier gait, harder gazes; because today, she was going to need every last ounce of her strength.

    Her braid had been cut from the stem, and two lightsabers hung from her belt.

    "Is everyone ready?" Master Feisyyd asked.

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    Stormlit Hunger Games - RP

    in Hunger Games

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    1 hour ago, Justice_Magician said:

    "Okay,"

    Sharp got his shard bucket from outside, and drank half of the water, then gave the rest to Kelni. He would need his blade in his duel, so they couldn't store the water. 

    "I've got Kamadori," he poked his head out of the door of their hut, to see if he could spot anyone outside @Edelweiss728

    He guzzled it down gratefully.

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    Jedi Insurgence - a Star Wars RP

    in Roleplaying

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    20 hours ago, Justice_Magician said:

    Cloud could feel Nayli reaching out with her mind, connecting them. He waited for the others to reach out too.

    @Ravenclawjedi42 @Ancient Elantrian @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ (I tried bro)

    2 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

    Rukk tentatively reached out with his mind, sensing the others.

    @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ

     

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    It's occurred to me that I wrote us into a corner by avoiding a Force Meld. The idea is to avoid direct communication... in an RP

     

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    Stormlit Hunger Games - RP

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    3 hours ago, Justice_Magician said:

     

    ". . .Right, forgot about that." Sharp thought for a moment.

    "We have the advantage of being in a solid team, what if we helped each take on our opponents? That way it's 2 on one for each duel, instead of splitting up?"

    "...Yeah. I thought that went without saying. We'll go for yours first."

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