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6 yrs ago
Current Taking off early thanks to crazy personal stuff. Posts on Tuesday!
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6 yrs ago
Life can be...just wow. Lessons learned from my hiatus: it's ok to be vulnerable with those you care about, the people who love you will always remain in your life and be true to what you want.
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6 yrs ago
Aaaaand work got busy again. Breaking my rule of posting on Friday, but that'll be when I have time again.
6 yrs ago
Tied up at work! Be back tomorrow.
6 yrs ago
In the words of a famous Scottish king; "T'was a rough night". Taking off early for the weekend. Posts back on Monday!
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"She'll make soap out of you. That's what she does. Makes soap out of people."
-Little kid, Big Fish

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I think it'll be great when they're older, seeing as they'll be these super important Masters of the Force, yet when people see them together, they'll see a really goofy big guy next to a spunky short woman. The perception of legend doesn't match up with the physical reality of people sometimes xD

The crystal swap seems the best route, especially with Roan's logic about tracking. Didn't even think about that! Will post soon :)
But see, that makes me feel really good as a writer because I got you to form an emotional attachment to him! Yay for that! I too have formed an emotional connection to Aria due to how cute her pint-sized, yet feisty nature she has. I'm also looking forward to more interactions with Roan because he's delightfully grumpy xD

I'll check the playlist out, then! I added something too that I personally LOVE. Hope you like!

Ha, right?! I was trying to find someone and then that EXACT picture came up.

Looking forward to it!

Edit: ALSO finished Yerbol's CS. Good on you for creating the CS template because it's going to help me keep all their powers/abilities in order
Done! Yerbol is very excited about the discovery if you couldn't tell xD

Also, I FINALLY found a likeness for Neta! I posted it under her very brief blurb in the characters tab
Their mishap in the depopulated jungle confirmed two things for the Knight: he was grateful for having someone as powerful as Roan around to help them(albeit in the most grumpy manner possible) and the bond between he and Aria had grown stronger. He could feel her anxiety wrap around his mind, prompting him to act, to end the lives of the threatening felines and protect her no matter what the cost. Then again, SOME of that might have just been his own instinct kicking in. No way was he going to let something happen to her. They had gotten this far together and he would do everything in his power to ensure that they both made it out of this galactic nightmare in one piece. When the threat disappeared and they made their final approach, the Knight had a premonition that Roan could feel some of what he had, but the Sith Lord made no hint of it...until an icy glare was thrown his way before their entrance to the construct. It wasn't just enmity he felt in the gesture, but also a severe warning. Roan had alluded to their bond on Nar Shaddaa, but maybe he didn't realize just how strong was it until the same moment Yerbol did...or maybe Roan DID know and was trying not to stress the importance of Yerbol in Aria's life, which colluded with-

Aria's soft question about his well-being snapped him out of conjecturing, Yerbol patting his friend on the shoulder with an amused smile.
"No. No, you didn't. I just think that you wanted to rely on my strapping muscles to get you out of a dangerous situation." He nudged her with his elbow teasingly as they stepped into the center of the musty, square shaped room, his eyes drawing towards the terminal, then the stairs. No metal was employed in the construction of the edifice, stones and mortar being the chief materials that were used. When Yerbol made his way to the terminal, he spotted glimmering flecks in the floor and walls.
"Built maybe from rocks hewed out from those mountains of crystals? Or crystal-looking things." There was a keyboard with symbols that looked loosely like Basic, but there were lines crossing certain letters that didn't belong and other characters that Yerbol didn't understand. He extended his right hand over the keyboard, which then illuminated with a soft light intermingled with hues of green and pink which corresponded to the now brighter flecks. He fumbled with the keys, pressing a few for no immediate result.
"What if..." He pressed his hand on the terminal, channeling the Force energies around him to try and confirm his suspicions. A victorious chuckle came as the walls and floor suddenly came to life with the same color scheme as the terminal, reviving the drab interior.
"And so the terminal should be working now." On cue, the terminal screen beeped to life, the options read aloud by Yerbol:
"Create, Synthesize or Destroy." He half turned to Aria and added:
"This planet is pretty close to the Sith homeworld, right? Or somewhat in the vicinity from what I remember? That planet was used, from what we saw anyway, for proving one's worth to join the ranks of the Sith. Once proven, we got issued into an archive room where a new initiate would study, probably earn a new blade or something. Sounds familiar, right?" A small chill leaped across his spine as he continued:
"To the Jedi(and I assume the Sith), a lightsaber has to be crafted by it's owner after diligent study and practice. On Tython there were several remote stations where newly initiated Knights would go to meditate and build their custom lightsaber. This planet might be where the Sith became...well, Sith." He pressed the "Create" button in enthusiasm without thinking of the consequences, which made the wall directly opposite the entrance slide away, revealing a rectangular shaped table fashioned with the now unmistakable crystal the mountains were made of. Upon closer inspection, the table had a definitive line down the middle.
"This is spooky." He mumbled, slowly waving his hands apart from one another to split the table in half, a reddish-blue crystal levitating upwards from the unearthed crevice, hovering in mid-air.
"I've never seen a crystal like that before. It's beautiful. Mind-numbingly beautiful."
Aaaaand every time I go to work on the post, kids come up with questions

This period SHOULD be quiet enough to where I can get you something, but mark my words, it's coming! xD
Oh, oh, oh, you totally set me up for something awesome regarding your potential lightsaber crafting idea. Yessssssss. Will mention it in next post!

Sweeeet, again, you set us up for something really cool to think about. Again, will mention it in next post!
Hey, it's a start, right?

Gave you a choice for Roan to accompany them or not. Figured he would want to, but if you don't want him there, the post is flexible enough to omit him
Yerbol had been locked in concentration even after the landing gear had touched down and celebrations ensued, his eyes only opening when Neta's voice came over the intercom in a softer than normal pitch:
"Teach me how to do that sometime..." Her voice was a touch wobbly, but evened out near the end of the phrase. Jolted out of the intense meditative trance he had been in just a few moments ago, the first thing he was greeted by was Aria's gaze, her dark eyes dancing with a combination of joy and pride. He reached out to her, feeling for the familiar "string"(he didn't what to call it yet) of energy that connected them and tugged at it with his mind gently before communicating:
If I could hug you right now, I would. Remind me to do that when we're not in front of your father because I don't want to get electrocuted

He shot her a smile, rising to his feet to find the general atmosphere of the room coated with relief. It was hard to believe that individuals of such differing backgrounds and ideologies could come together during crisis successfully. Yerbol silently hoped their combined efforts would help spark collaboration for the sake of peaceful co-existence rather than playing the role of happy team member for the sake of survival. There was obviously much more work to be done, but for now...for now they had made a step in the right direction. And for that he was grateful.

To put his thankfulness into action, he looked to acolytes and nodded in their direction.
"You guys did really well. Thank you for your help."
"I think we did ok..." Janika muttered, the Knight chortling.
"We all did, Jani." This seemed to perk the young girl's spirits slightly, gently smiling at Manso.
"Hopefully it won't take this much effort to figure out how to navigate the planet."
"Why don't we find out?" Neta walked into the map room, activating the galaxy map before waving her left hand. The gesture replaced the star map with a flat, holographic grid that began to fill in.
"Roan, I can't begin to appreciate these upgrades you made for me." She teasingly winked at him, fully aware that he did NOT appreciate her bubbly, somewhat flirtatious nature, but put up with it due to her skill. It was rather amusing to know that she could prod a Sith Lord and get away with it.

The upgrades in question were in regards to the map that was beginning to fill in, or rather up. There were a number of triangular shapes that peaked near the ceiling of the ship with small spaces in between that had scattered circles and other broken shapes. Once the geometric map finished, Neta pointed at the triangles and informed the group:
"These are the mountains that serve as the probable cause of what you all just navigated us through. The scanners onboard can only go about two miles in any direction, so you can see that most of what surrounds us are very, very tall mountains that have naturally created valleys with a lot of plant life...as evidenced by the circles. We..." She pointed at a minuscule hexagon in the middle of the map.
"Landed in one of the valleys. Judging from what I've seen from my window, we're surrounded by forest that runs right up against the mountains, although there do seem to be some structures here...and here." There were two tiny rectangles to the right of the hexagon that stood just beyond a group of circles.
"So, we've got a few things that need to get done. For starters, I'm gonna need Manso to take a look at our systems, seeing as the shield generators fritzed out about halfway through our descent. I'll need a couple of people on the outside to take a look for damage taken to the hull and another person to look at our stock of supplies onboard and figure out how we're gonna keep us all fed and hydrated. I'm going to work on communications and getting to my contacts on secure channels to make sure they know where to send our Masters, which leads me to our last need: we're going to need a base of operations. My ship, while a lovely hunk of metal, isn't going to cut it. We'll need to sent out scouts. I'm assuming..." She looked to Yerbol.
"You're going to want to do that...and you too, right?" She made eye contact with Aria.
"Might be best if you guys and Roan head out to whatever those rectangles represent. Sound good?"
The customer is always right apparently *sigh*

And yeah, either play is a gamble...have fun choosing! xD
Polk snickered, taking a sip of the beverage once more before answering:
"My dear Illyria, I don't think you ramble at all. In fact, it's quite refreshing to hear someone talk about themselves without couching their experience in some kind of tactful plea for royal assistance. When one is engaged in royal matters, it seems like all people care about is what they can extract from your legacy." Another chuckle and another sip came and went, Polk sighing contently as he looked from the city to his drinking companion, noting her soft, amber colored hair and rich, dark irises. They complimented her smooth, pleasant face and athletic(from what he could tell?) build(he thought he saw a bit of muscle protruding from her upper and lower half, but then again, dresses could make certain areas look distorted from his experience). No matter the build, she was still a beautiful Dasvrochian, which was a huge compliment considering how blasted attractive they seemingly ALL were. Ending his ruminations on her appearance, he commented:
"Equus primus? Really? That's quite an honor from what I understand. I won't pretend to know everything about your land, but I do know that Equus primus carries much prestige. Maybe you could ride with me sometime? I could use a riding companion in the mornings. My mare is a stubborn one and needs to have her energy expended as soon as possible or else she'll torment the stables with her constant desire to leave." He crossed a leg over the other as his gaze returned to the city.
"I doubt Maleea would be keen on getting up early in the morning to get dirty...doesn't seem like the type." He swirled the remaining whiskey in his glass, his jaw jutting out for a brief second before he added:
"I never expected to marry someone like her, you know. Not to say that she isn't a good person, but I..." He half-smiled, glancing over at Illy as he continued:
"Well, I won't bore you with the details, but it's no secret that I abandoned the royal family for a period of years. Being settled wasn't something I ever wanted until a chain of events occurred that made me realize just how important it was to stay close to home." He cleared his throat before taking another sip of whisky.
"Forgive my forwardness. I didn't call you here to listen to my blabbering. Tell me a bit more about Maleea. What is she like?"
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