Fumiko smiled sweetly towards Himiko, bowing her head lightly by way of a friendly, yet polite, greeting towards the other woman. Himiko had always been rather nice towards her, so the smile that Fumiko bore as Himiko let her in before shuffling out the door was rather genuine. "Have a good day as well, I hope to see you enjoying the festivities and not just working all day!" Fumiko called after the woman as she made her way off. Truly, she worried that some in the village would dedicate themselves so entirely to ensuring that the festivities went well, or to their everyday work, that they would forget to also enjoy themselves. It was a little strange how people did that to themselves, and she just hoped she'd be able to ensure they relaxed. Shaking her head from her thoughts, Fumiko turned on a heel and made her way towards Sumiko's room. She hummed softly to herself as she listened to the echo from every step that she took, wondering just what she might find when she reached her friend's room. Certainly, she knew well enough that whatever Sumi had planned was guaranteed to be a splendid event for later in the day.
As Sumiko appeared around the corner and greeted her, Fumiko quickly closed the distance between them and wrapped her friend in a tight hug before taking a step back with a warm smile adorning her features. "Goodmorning Sumi-chan~" She said with a hint of playfulness in her voice. "You better have gotten some sleep last night, I know how excitable you can get." Fumiko warned, just a hint of a stern tone in her voice as they walked towards Sumi's room. Though that tone was soon replaced with a light giggle from the Takamori. As expected, Sumiko's room was a bit of a mess. Not even half as much as Fumiko had been expecting, as Sumi had clearly organized things a bit, but Fumi could practically feel the inspiration Sumiko had been working with as she stepped into the room. Her gaze locked on the two kimonos she was being asked for an opinion regarding, and the girl took a long moment to consider her choices.
After about a minute of thought, interrupted only by the soft sounds of footsteps as Fumiko stepped forward to inspect the Kimono up close, she finally spoke up. Gesturing first to her own clothing, adorned with the typical flower petals she was rather known for at this point, the girl laughed lightly. "While we know I'm very biased towards anything involving flowers, I think this one..." She said, gesturing towards the green kimono with flowers adorning the fabric. Yet, after a moment she gestured towards the purple Kimono. "Though this would probably fit the whole purpose of the celebration better. That, and a girl can never go wrong with purple." She explained, the last comment added with a sly smile towards her friend. With that selection out of the way, Fumiko looked about the room to take in the various supplies scattered about from Sumiko's dutiful work in preparation.
This might take a while... She thought to herself, knowing that all they had remaining was to move everything over to the performance area. "Now we just need to get it all set up for you, correct? We could go ask Tsubasa-San for help..." Fumiko said, trailing off for a brief moment at the mention of the boy, moments before her features suddenly developed a deep blush as she realized she had trailed off like that. "B-because he's really strong and could help us carry everything! T-thats it!" She quickly protested, a desperate attempt to cover her tracks that likely only served to further give her thoughts away than before. "A-anyway that's even if moving everything and setting up is what we have to do next! S-sorry I was getting ahead of myself!" Fumiko added in quickly, her embarrassment causing her to stumble over her words as her frantic mind attempted to compensate for the blunder.
Breathe in. Hold. Out. The young Takamori knew these very steps quite well, meditation practices she had learned from her Uncle, and very quickly had taken to performing herself every day. A path to her inner peace, one which she found helpful in preparing herself for the day after the nightmares so fond of taking her while she slept. The cold air against her skin helped her with finding this peace, in an odd way, as she found the crisp feeling rather refreshing. Certainly, after she had joined her Uncle for his morning run, though she feared the exercise made keeping her breathes even rather difficult. Still, even that obstacle was not the one which rode heaviest upon the girl's back and kept her from truly finding that peace she sought. Instead, it was that horrid feeling of unease and worry in her gut. One caused by the obvious signs she had noticed from her Uncle. He was worried. Something that her Uncle rarely showed, no matter what might've been happening. Last she remembered him seeming even remotely close to this state... it had been as her mother laid ill and continued to worsen.
"How I wish I could remain in this moment forever."
The sudden sound of her Uncle's voice cut clear through the sea of thoughts Fumiko was drifting upon, startling her slightly as Fumi let out a soft yelp of surprise. Her eyes flashed open as her face colored deeply from embarrassment. Turning her head to look over at her uncle, she hoped the man didn't particularly notice her previous outburst. Unfortunately for her, her uncle chuckled lightly before seeming to decide it was time to get back to work. As he immediately continued to address her, and beckon for her to walk with him. The girl got to her feet, straightening out her simple tunic as she nodded. A soft patter accompanied the smaller girl's hurried steps to catch up to her uncle, only slowing when she drew up by his side. She listened closely to everything her uncle had to tell her, nodding along as he assigned her the first task of her day. A simple enough one, and a task which gave her the chance to visit with Sumi-chan.
"Will Kozo-San and Yoshie-San be helping as well? I think they'd love to be helpful as well!" Fumiko said in response, the tone of her voice and expression worn across her features plainly betraying that the girl was just about as innocent in her asking as her words suggested. Though moments later, she would quickly reach a hand out to grab her uncle's own. Stopping where she was, Fumiko used what leverage she could to make her Kenji stop and face in her. Her features now wearing a plain display of concern for the man opposite her. "Ojisan? You keep staring off towards the mountains, and you're clearly distracted. I know something worries you, is it something I can help with?" She asked, releasing her uncle's hand as she took a step back. Her brows furrowed as she heard his response, clearly brushing off her worries as nothing to worry about. "Ojisan! Please! The last time I saw you acting anything like this, mother was ill. Let me help, please." She tried to argue, but was met with the same response as earlier. Letting out a dejected sigh, and knowing she wouldn't get it out of him now, Fumiko finally gave up. "I'll go check in with Hayashi-San, but when we have time I want to talk to you. I'm worried about you when you act like this. I'm sure it will all be okay in the end but... I still worry." She said softly, giving a little smile towards her Uncle before bowing respectfully and heading off on her task.
Around ten minutes later, Fumiko re-emerged from her home. Having changed from the tunic and pants that had been good for her run earlier into her standard Yukata. As she strode out of the estate, she was hard at work braiding a pink flower into her brunette hair. Overall, she knew it was less formal than would be needed for the festivities, but figured this manner of dress just fine for helping prepare. Humming a little tune, the youth was off to make her way to the Hayashi Estate. Humming a little tune to herself as she walked, Fumiko spread more roasted soybeans, from a little pouch she carried, on the street to help with the task that had already been started by many other villagers. Here and there, she gave friendly waves and greetings towards those who she passed. Though they were not always returned, some villagers being quite grumpy or unalert so soon after rousing from their slumber.
Occasionally, the Takamori would stop her progress to help out or briefly chat with some of the villagers. Mostly to check in whenever she saw one of the elderly she cared for or the families of those children she watched. She helped some of the residents hang their unlit lanterns, delivered some paper dragons to the children, and helped one youth with braiding her hair for the festival. Overall, her occasional stops added a few minutes onto her journey though Fumiko much doubted that her Uncle would have any sort of issue with why she was delayed. Certainly, there was still plenty of work to do around the village, and no doubt Sumi-chan would have something with which Fumiko could assist.
Arriving after an easy trek through the village, Fumiko wore a pleasant smile on her features as she approached the entrance to the estate. Knocking gently on the doorframe, Fumiko ensured there was only enough pressure applied to make the sound easily heard. "Sumi-Chan~" She called out, her tone playful as it always was whenever she visited her friend. "Takamori-San sent me by, he wants me to see if you're ready for the performance at noon! Need a hand getting set up?" She said, before taking a respectful step back as she waited for somebody to answer the door. It would either be Sumiko, or her elder sister answering. Though she liked to think the elder liked her well enough, Fumiko found herself rather hopeful it would be her friend who came to answer instead. After all, seeing a friendly face in the morning always seemed to brighten people's days!
Full Name - Takamori Fumiko Age - 19 Gender - Female Occupation - Master’s Apprentice || Caretaker
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Optimistic Fumiko is a girl who many would describe as naive, even among those who had spent their whole lives within the village. She sees everything through a hopeful lens, seeing the absolute best in every situation. In any situation, the girl will instantly find the best outcome and zero in. However, Fumiko is optimistic to a fault. Due to her focus on the positives of each situation, she can come across as careless when she doesn’t consider that things could go bad and has gotten hurt before as a result. Despite this, Fumiko always picks herself back up and is right back to searching for the positives in her life.
Intelligent Fumiko was always a sharp young girl, excelling in her classes at the academy and the lessons from her great uncle at home. Quick to pick up on things, and with an excellent memory, Fumi often would remember even the smallest of details of any situation. She’s always curious and eager to learn more about the world, naturally drawn towards mysteries that might reveal some new knowledge to girl. Her knowledge, however, is academic in nature as opposed to knowledge gained from experience.
Charismatic Ever a popular girl in the village, Fumiko has a bit of wholesome, compelling charm about herself that draws people to her. When she speaks, the optimism in her words and confidence with which she speaks them has a way of convincing others that she might just be right. She has a habit of being quite persuasive and empathetic, useful skills when it comes to mediating arguments between her fellows, and when corralling the village children to head back to their homes instead of staying out to play.
S K I L L S E T
Photographic Memory With what can only be described as a perfect recall, Fumiko can easily remember any details she’s learned prior. Be it the details of a particular scenery she saw, the names and faces of villagers, or even details of a story she was once told. Of course, this has helped the young girl in a multitude of situations throughout her life, but it has also become something that Fumiko is a bit too reliant upon.
Euphonious Voice Fumiko’s voice is very soothing to the ear, be it in speech or in song. A trait that has often come in handy when it came to avoiding trouble for certain situations by simply charming her way out. When she speaks, many tend to at least partially pay attention to her words, if nothing else then for the easy way her voice floats upon the air. Of course, this trait is useful in more situations than just avoiding trouble, as it has certainly helped the girl when attempting to calm upset villagers.
Diplomacy Being one of the few candidates being trained to replace her Great Uncle when he eventually passes, Fumiko has spent quite a bit of time learning how to handle situations with her words. Be it in settling disputes, or the rare times where she might be needed to deal with outsiders, Fumiko has continually demonstrated herself to be quite adept at handling diplomatic situations.
Physical Description
Standing at a height of 5’5, Fumiko is about average height for a girl of her age, but that is around where the scale of being ‘average’ ends for her. With rather striking facial features, Fumiko has always been a sight easy on the eyes. With her face typically being adorned with a dazzling smile that showed even in her eyes, Fumiko is like a ray of sunshine throughout the village. Those very brown eyes were like windows into her soul, as getting lost in them would easily betray all the hope, joy, and whatever other myriads of emotions she might be feeling. Her elegant facial features, mixed with her fair, flawless skin framed by long, curly, brunette hair that flows just past her shoulders all help to create quite the beauty. The kind that is rare in that her beauty is rather effortless to maintain.
With a lean form and sporting elegant curves, Fumiko’s face is not the only striking thing about her appearance. While she is not toned as other villagers might be, the young girl does keep herself in shape through various activities. Though her clothing choices are not ones chosen to showcase her body, the girl favors outfits that are more comfortable for whatever task is at hand that day than ones that are meant to be ‘pretty'. As such, Fumiko is often seen wearing her favorite yukata, one which is pink and embroidered with flowers along the outside edges. Outside of this, the girl tends to favor simplistic clothing choices, a pair of trousers or shorts accompanied by a simple tunic, if she is going to be spending the day doing labor. On the rare occasions where Fumiko is to dress up, the girl will typically wear a kimono of the same colorings and design as her Yukata, accompanied by matching flowers braided into her hair.
Character Conceptualization
Fumiko’s life is one without struggle, the girl having grown up in a loving home that was absent of strife. At least, strife that a young girl would recognize. A home life that she would later learn many would have done just about anything to have themselves.
Fumiko has enjoyed a close relationship with her Great Uncle, Takamori Kenji, or her “Uncle Kenji” as she often refers to him. As a result of their close relationship through the years, Fumiko has taken on quite a few of his own qualities and world views. These show in her unending optimism for their village and their people thriving together, and how eager she is to put every ounce of her being into working to ensure this comes true. Even if her actions are as small as simply going out to the fields to help the farmers with their harvest for that day, Fumiko does this action with pride.
For much of the years spent in schooling, Fumiko managed to stand out among her classmates. In part for the easy way she went about making friends, part for her excellence in her studies, and in part for just who she is related to. In addition to her studies, Fumiko also had a nasty habit of worming her way into arguments between students and trying to mediate to settle their differences. A task that has met with varying success, and certainly affected the opinion of at least some in her class. These years in her schooling are part of what helped build the girl’s reputation as one of the forefront options to take over after her uncle and helped draw his attention to consider her as one of the few serious candidates.
Around the village, Fumiko has taken on the role of a ‘caretaker’ as she describes it. That is, she watches over and cares for both the children and elderly during the days their families must tend to other responsibilities. As such, Fumiko has used her slight aptitude for signs to learn two very basic signs. The first being fire, which she uses to help light a flame when she is preparing meals for those she is caring for, and to help add a dramatic effect to legends or stories she might tell children for entertainment. The other, glow, is used much the same as the latter effect of fire, more entertainment for the children. Fumi spends much of her time not spent taking lessons and acting as her uncle’s assistant filling this role as a caretaker. As such, much of her time is spent with either the youth or elderly of their village. The elderly who she often spends time listening to their stories and eagerly absorbing their tales instead of telling her own.
In what little free time Fumiko can scrape together, she is doing one of a few different things. She likes to spend that free time either dancing, singing, or out exploring to find beautiful scenes to sketch in her sketchbook. Though her sketching skills are rather good, shes nowhere near the level of a professional. Although, exploring might not be the best term. Fumiko very rarely strays beyond the village borders, and even then she does not let her home out of her sight. Unlike her sketching, however, Fumiko is quite adept at both her song and dance. Though she very rarely performs either outside of the privacy of her own chambers, only the children she watches are able to convince her to perform for them.
Despite how pure her life may seem, that does not mean that the girl is without flaws or tragedy in her life. Fumiko lost her mother to illness when she was 14 years old, and despite her firm beliefs to the very end that her mother would recover… Fumi was in the room as she drew her last breath. The girl almost completely shut down and withdrew from the outside world for nearly two months in the wake of this tragedy. Very rarely was she seen outside of her room, and when she was… Fumiko was a skeleton of the girl she used to be. This tragedy haunts her until this very day, with the very concept of death causing Fumiko to quickly retreat back into herself just as she had in the wake of that horrific day. Outside of the tragedy, Fumiko has a few other flaws that mar the image of the perfect young girl she tries to present. She has become so reliant on her perfect memory, that she rarely will listen to the advice of others (save her Uncle) on things she believes to already have knowledge about. Her habit of forcing herself into disagreements between others to try to mediate still persists, and has earned her a few foul points on her reputation.
Though, perhaps her darkest secret is that despite the carefree persona she likes to portray to the world, inside her mind things can get much darker. She battles with a shocking lack of self-confidence, a scar left on her mind from her mother’s passing. Though not a constant companion, when that dark voice raises in the back of her mind, Fumiko has nothing she can do to quiet it. Despite her hopes and beliefs for everybody else in the village, Fumiko’s belief in herself is completely lacking. This shows through the cracks in her facade in the way that Fumiko so wholly dives headfirst into any situation she believes will help others. No matter the cost to herself, a way to subconsciously settle the debt she owes for failing to help her own mother. After all, surely there was something she could have done to save the woman. In addition to this, Fumiko often refrains from giving herself much praise, doubting that she is worth said praise.
Despite her inner demons, Fumiko’s strong desire to serve and help the people of her village still burns just as bright. The girl is vying hard to be chosen to fill her Uncle’s position so that she can play such a helpful role to her home as he had, and without even a second wasted on selfish thoughts of how the position might benefit her. Her innocence to the world also continues to strive onward, as she lacks enough experience to tell her anything outside of her personal tragedy could be remotely commonplace. After all, things had been so ideal and wonderful in their village till now… why would they ever change?
Full Name - Takamori Fumiko Age - 19 Gender - Female Occupation - Master’s Apprentice || Caretaker
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Optimistic Fumiko is a girl who many would describe as naive, even among those who had spent their whole lives within the village. She sees everything through a hopeful lens, seeing the absolute best in every situation. In any situation, the girl will instantly find the best outcome and zero in. However, Fumiko is optimistic to a fault. Due to her focus on the positives of each situation, she can come across as careless when she doesn’t consider that things could go bad and has gotten hurt before as a result. Despite this, Fumiko always picks herself back up and is right back to searching for the positives in her life.
Intelligent Fumiko was always a sharp young girl, excelling in her classes at the academy and the lessons from her great uncle at home. Quick to pick up on things, and with an excellent memory, Fumi often would remember even the smallest of details of any situation. She’s always curious and eager to learn more about the world, naturally drawn towards mysteries that might reveal some new knowledge to girl. Her knowledge, however, is academic in nature as opposed to knowledge gained from experience.
Charismatic Ever a popular girl in the village, Fumiko has a bit of wholesome, compelling charm about herself that draws people to her. When she speaks, the optimism in her words and confidence with which she speaks them has a way of convincing others that she might just be right. She has a habit of being quite persuasive and empathetic, useful skills when it comes to mediating arguments between her fellows, and when corralling the village children to head back to their homes instead of staying out to play.
S K I L L S E T
Photographic Memory With what can only be described as a perfect recall, Fumiko can easily remember any details she’s learned prior. Be it the details of a particular scenery she saw, the names and faces of villagers, or even details of a story she was once told. Of course, this has helped the young girl in a multitude of situations throughout her life, but it has also become something that Fumiko is a bit too reliant upon.
Euphonious Voice Fumiko’s voice is very soothing to the ear, be it in speech or in song. A trait that has often come in handy when it came to avoiding trouble for certain situations by simply charming her way out. When she speaks, many tend to at least partially pay attention to her words, if nothing else then for the easy way her voice floats upon the air. Of course, this trait is useful in more situations than just avoiding trouble, as it has certainly helped the girl when attempting to calm upset villagers.
Diplomacy Being one of the few candidates being trained to replace her Great Uncle when he eventually passes, Fumiko has spent quite a bit of time learning how to handle situations with her words. Be it in settling disputes, or the rare times where she might be needed to deal with outsiders, Fumiko has continually demonstrated herself to be quite adept at handling diplomatic situations.
Physical Description
Standing at a height of 5’5, Fumiko is about average height for a girl of her age, but that is around where the scale of being ‘average’ ends for her. With rather striking facial features, Fumiko has always been a sight easy on the eyes. With her face typically being adorned with a dazzling smile that showed even in her eyes, Fumiko is like a ray of sunshine throughout the village. Those very brown eyes were like windows into her soul, as getting lost in them would easily betray all the hope, joy, and whatever other myriads of emotions she might be feeling. Her elegant facial features, mixed with her fair, flawless skin framed by long, curly, brunette hair that flows just past her shoulders all help to create quite the beauty. The kind that is rare in that her beauty is rather effortless to maintain.
With a lean form and sporting elegant curves, Fumiko’s face is not the only striking thing about her appearance. While she is not toned as other villagers might be, the young girl does keep herself in shape through various activities. Though her clothing choices are not ones chosen to showcase her body, the girl favors outfits that are more comfortable for whatever task is at hand that day than ones that are meant to be ‘pretty'. As such, Fumiko is often seen wearing her favorite yukata, one which is pink and embroidered with flowers along the outside edges. Outside of this, the girl tends to favor simplistic clothing choices, a pair of trousers or shorts accompanied by a simple tunic, if she is going to be spending the day doing labor. On the rare occasions where Fumiko is to dress up, the girl will typically wear a kimono of the same colorings and design as her Yukata, accompanied by matching flowers braided into her hair.
Character Conceptualization
Fumiko’s life is one without struggle, the girl having grown up in a loving home that was absent of strife. At least, strife that a young girl would recognize. A home life that she would later learn many would have done just about anything to have themselves.
Fumiko has enjoyed a close relationship with her Great Uncle, Takamori Kenji, or her “Uncle Kenji” as she often refers to him. As a result of their close relationship through the years, Fumiko has taken on quite a few of his own qualities and world views. These show in her unending optimism for their village and their people thriving together, and how eager she is to put every ounce of her being into working to ensure this comes true. Even if her actions are as small as simply going out to the fields to help the farmers with their harvest for that day, Fumiko does this action with pride.
For much of the years spent in schooling, Fumiko managed to stand out among her classmates. In part for the easy way she went about making friends, part for her excellence in her studies, and in part for just who she is related to. In addition to her studies, Fumiko also had a nasty habit of worming her way into arguments between students and trying to mediate to settle their differences. A task that has met with varying success, and certainly affected the opinion of at least some in her class. These years in her schooling are part of what helped build the girl’s reputation as one of the forefront options to take over after her uncle and helped draw his attention to consider her as one of the few serious candidates.
Around the village, Fumiko has taken on the role of a ‘caretaker’ as she describes it. That is, she watches over and cares for both the children and elderly during the days their families must tend to other responsibilities. As such, Fumiko has used her slight aptitude for signs to learn two very basic signs. The first being fire, which she uses to help light a flame when she is preparing meals for those she is caring for, and to help add a dramatic effect to legends or stories she might tell children for entertainment. The other, glow, is used much the same as the latter effect of fire, more entertainment for the children. Fumi spends much of her time not spent taking lessons and acting as her uncle’s assistant filling this role as a caretaker. As such, much of her time is spent with either the youth or elderly of their village. The elderly who she often spends time listening to their stories and eagerly absorbing their tales instead of telling her own.
In what little free time Fumiko can scrape together, she is doing one of a few different things. She likes to spend that free time either dancing, singing, or out exploring to find beautiful scenes to sketch in her sketchbook. Though her skills with the latter are described best as amateur. Although, exploring might not be the best term. Fumiko very rarely strays beyond the village borders, and even then she does not let her home out of her sight. Unlike her sketching, however, Fumiko is quite adept at both her song and dance. Though she very rarely performs either outside of the privacy of her own chambers, only the children she watches are able to convince her to perform for them.
Despite how pure her life may seem, that does not mean that the girl is without flaws or tragedy in her life. Fumiko lost her mother to illness when she was 14 years old, and despite her firm beliefs to the very end that her mother would recover… Fumi was in the room as she drew her last breath. The girl almost completely shut down and withdrew from the outside world for nearly two months in the wake of this tragedy. Very rarely was she seen outside of her room, and when she was… Fumiko was a skeleton of the girl she used to be. This tragedy haunts her until this very day, with the very concept of death causing Fumiko to quickly retreat back into herself just as she had in the wake of that horrific day. Outside of the tragedy, Fumiko has a few other flaws that mar the image of the perfect young girl she tries to present. She has become so reliant on her perfect memory, that she rarely will listen to the advice of others (save her Uncle) on things she believes to already have knowledge about. Her habit of forcing herself into disagreements between others to try to mediate still persists, and has earned her a few foul points on her reputation.
Though, perhaps her darkest secret is that despite the carefree persona she likes to portray to the world, inside her mind things can get much darker. She battles with a shocking lack of self-confidence, a scar left on her mind from her mother’s passing. Though not a constant companion, when that dark voice raises in the back of her mind, Fumiko has nothing she can do to quiet it. Despite her hopes and beliefs for everybody else in the village, Fumiko’s belief in herself is completely lacking. This shows through the cracks in her facade in the way that Fumiko so wholly dives headfirst into any situation she believes will help others. No matter the cost to herself, a way to subconsciously settle the debt she owes for failing to help her own mother. After all, surely there was something she could have done to save the woman. In addition to this, Fumiko often refrains from giving herself much praise, doubting that she is worth said praise.
Despite her inner demons, Fumiko’s strong desire to serve and help the people of her village still burns just as bright. The girl is vying hard to be chosen to fill her Uncle’s position so that she can play such a helpful role to her home as he had, and without even a second wasted on selfish thoughts of how the position might benefit her. Her innocence to the world also continues to strive onward, as she lacks enough experience to tell her anything outside of her personal tragedy could be remotely commonplace. After all, things had been so ideal and wonderful in their village till now… why would they ever change?
It was too damn cold on this planet. That was the main thought bouncing around the poor Togruta's mind as she followed along the masters and other apprentices on their trip to Illum. Most of her fellow apprentices would be building their lightsabers today, though Kada had a bit of a lead on the others in that department. The Togruta felt a moment of pride from that fact, then immediately felt that pride canceled out as she reminded herself that, once again, she was back to this horrid planet. The poor girl was bundled up quite well, including a thick wrapping around her montral, to try to keep warm. Having lived on planets like Shili most of her life... the horrid temperatures of Illum were not kind to Kada. Most certainly not to the hollow bone structures atop her head. Jedi do not feel the cold. She'd once been told by Master Skywalker himself on her first trip to this world, and a sentence that was brought back to the forefront of her mind once more. One that earned a harsh thought in return from the apprentice. You try having your most sensitive organ be hollow bone structures atop your kriffin' head, Master! Kada thought harshly, following everybody else inside the temple. On her back, Sparky hung on for dear life and beep-booped out various updates on the weather and structure stability on Illum.
As much as Kada wanted to slap the mute button every time he reminded her how cold it was outside... she didn't have the heart to shut him up.
The Togruta spent the time after they'd arrived at the temple to fuss over her companion, melting off some of the ice buildup in his little joints. Berating herself mentally for not applying enough protective coating to the droid before making the journey to Illum. Kada shook her head before finally deciding that Sparky was in good enough condition that she'd not need to worry about him for the rest of the trip. Turning back towards the group, and withdrawing from her unintentional tunnel vision, Kada racked her mind to find some advice she could offer her fellows from her own experiences with finding her crystal. "Okay, time to go see our friends off, Sparky!" She said softly to the droid, then the togruta approached the gathered masters and...
Where were her fellows? It took Kada a couple of seconds before her face colored deeply as she realized. "Oh. They've already gone off to gather the crystals, didn't they?" Kada asked nobody in particular, though her embarrassment no doubt lit her up like a beacon within the force. She then immediately turned towards the droid poking its head over her shoulder and jabbed a finger towards it. "If you tell Toryn about this I will convert you into a Gonk Droid, Mister!" She threatened, only to get a series of remarkably sassy beeps and boops in return from Sparky. Kada allowed herself a little smile and shake of her head as she shrugged off the droid's response, before turning her attention towards the assembled Jedi Masters.
Oh! Right! She'd offered to set up the worktables for once the apprentices returned with their crystals! "Ah! Masters, I'll get started setting up the worktables now!" She said softly, bowing her head lightly towards the group as she moved back towards the entrance of the temple, where the repulsorsled that had been slaved to Kada's wrist-comm to follow the group. "Okay Sparks, I want you to hop on and start up the heater so these things aren't so cold while we get setup." She instructed the BD-Unit, as it hopped off to start following her orders. Kada then guided the device back into the temple, where she went about setting up each of the little worktables, and the heaters next to them to allow a bit of comfort, for lightsaber construction. She only hoped she finished before every arrived, the last thing she needed was everybody just kind of staring at her while she finished up her work!
"My father taught me that the light would always triumph... I pray his lessons weren't wrong."
Name: Kada Vaa
Species: Togruta
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Appearance: Kada stands in stark contrast to your average Jedi. Unlike many of her fellows who tend to dress plainly, or appear to be more mundane... Kada stands out very much among a crowd. Standing at only 5'7, she's not the tallest of individuals. Yet her body is clearly toned from her training, and her rather pleasant facial features make the Jedi easy on the eyes. Coupled with her outright refusal to dress in the more plain ways of the Jedi, often wearing tighter clothes that she finds to make herself look a bit cuter, Kada often draws the attention of those around her. Additionally, she wears a rather ornate Akul-Tooth Headdress as a marking that she had slain an Akul by herself and as a gift from her late father. Kada also tends to draw attention in how she manipulates her lekku, often using them to accentuate whatever she might be doing.
Rank: Apprentice
Personality: Once again the anthesis of your average Jedi, Kada tends to be a rather outgoing and outspoken individual. With a friendly smile marking her features more often than not, the young Jedi seemingly has no fear of approaching others to strike up a conversation. Nor does she have an issue displaying her emotions for others to see. Kada lives in the moment, not particularly being fond of keeping things hidden unless necessary. Why keep secrets when every moment is new, and there is still so much else to discover in the galaxy!
Kada has a friendly demeanor and can be a bit of a talker once she decides she likes another. Which, unfortunately, means that its fairly easy for her to try befriending another who may not particularly want that sort of bond. The Jedi is an optimist, often trying to see the brighter side of any situation wherever she can, as she is well aware of just how much worse situations could be at any given moment. Towards others, she can come off as a bit aloof and carefree. To only add to her stark contrast to her fellow Jedi, Kada has also known to be a bit of a flirtatious individual. Despite all these actions seeming to be aloof, many are shocked to find out just how intelligent Kada is, along with how much attention she is truly paying to any situation.
However; that is not to say that she is without flaws. Kada often finds herself of falling into a bit of being a bit too trusting of others. Wanting to see the best in them, and later paying a price for that error. When hurt like this, Kada's first instincts often flip back to those she was developed through the war and under Imperial Servitude; aggression. She will often lash out either with words or physically in response, before starting to slowly wind herself back from such actions that would bring her closer to the Dark Side. This, along with flaring responses from situations reminiscent of traumas she's suffered before can cause Kada to act very rashly at times, and very often to the detriment of herself.
Lightsaber: Kada's lightsaber is truly unique. Technically, the weapon is a saberstaff with two blue blades, connected through the middle with a simple silver hilt adorned with golden lines to mark connections between metal casings as well as the ignition triggers. While there are two triggers on the weapon, only the one closer to her right hand will control it while in saberstaff form. When Kada twists both ends of the saber staff in opposite directions, it breaks apart into two individual lightsabers. The entire weapon was built by the Togruta, and is nearly defined as a work of art for its seamless finish and elegance.
Skills:
Blaster Skill: Kada is a rather decent shot with her DL-12 Heavy Blaster Pistol
Tech Knowledge: Kada is rather adept at tinkering with tech. Specifically; Droids and Ships. She can build a droid from nothing but parts and can repair ships rather effectively.
Piloting: Kada once flew an X-Wing as part of the Rebellion forces at Jakku, she is a skilled fighter pilot.
Jar'Kai: Kada is an amatuer at Jar'Kai, but uses Form IV: Ataru Influences. This is because Jar'Kai itself is not a form, but a blanket term for two Sabers.
Form III Soresu: Kada is an amateur at Soresu, and only employs this form when we weapon is in Saberstaff form.
Dancing: Kada is an incredible dancer!
Charisma/Negotiation: Due to her rather easygoing persona, Kada is quite adept at negotiating or calming others in tense situations. She is a pretty decent flirt, but that is less useful than one might think.
Equipment:
DL-12 Heavy Blaster Pistol
Lightsaber
Wrist-Mounted Commlink
Mechanic Tools (Stored at a Workbench at the Temple)
BD-4 "Sparky" BD Class Explorer Droid
Weakness:
Overly Trusting
Emotional
Not Overly Skilled in the Force
Amatuer Saber Skills
Rash Actions
Trauma-Induced Decisions can lead dangerously close to the Dark Side
Background: Kada was born on Shili to a loving pair of parents and spent a good portion of her young life on the planet. Though she was much too young to know, her parents had suffered greatly under Imperial Occupation of the planet. Local forces harassed their village, and later in Kada's young life arrested her mother under charges of 'Treason'. This rapid change came shortly after Kada had slain her first Akul, and had her headdress crafted by her father. With her mother suddenly taken away and the Imperial forces watching her father for any sign of treason, Kada quickly learned what the galaxy was truly like. Her illusions from her childhood had been shattered, and the youth started living in fear of those monsters in white armor. This fear, in turn, drove Kada to act. The youth was one day caught throwing stones at a local Storm Trooper patrol, who in turn attempted to arrest the young Togruta. However; her father stepped in to stop his daughter's arrest by physically shoving the troopers back. This situation spiraled, and soon a single cry rang out through the village, followed by a terrified shriek of a child. Her father had fallen flat on his back, chest burning where the trooper had shot him. In his dying breaths, he looked at his daughter and whispered softly to her. A reminder that she was his little light and that the light would always triumph against the dark.
Kada swiftly was smuggled off-planet by her fellow villagers, who knew full well what the incident would mean for their village. That the Imperials would return in force to ensure such a situation did not repeat itself. A fate they did not wish their village's youngest member to have to witness. Kada was entrusted to a lethan twi'lek man by the name of Anoon Gida, a leader of the local cell of the Rebellion. Anoon took the young Togruta off-world and into his own home, where she was met by his own daughter; Talik Gida. The two bonded quickly, with Talik having lost her own mother to Imperials and fully understanding the pain Kada was going through. Over the next few years, both girls became inseparable. Even growing to the point as viewing each other as siblings as they entered their teenage years. No matter where the Rebellion meant Anoon had to go, both Kada and Talik stood by each other's side to support one another through these troubling times. The two even played a part in certain Rebel operations, serving to help refuel, rearm, and repair fighters in between missions. It was during this time that Kada learned how to fly while Rogue Squadron was briefly operating out of the base she and Talik lived in. The pilot who took time to teach the young Togruta on the simulators was one Tycho Celchu, one of the many skilled pilots amongst the Rogues.
When Kada turned 15, her whole life went for another sudden turn. Talik, being 18 at the time, enlisted with the Rebellion. Kada watched with a worry held deep in her heart as her older sister was sent off to war against the Empire. Serving as one of the Rebellion's own shock troops, and standing firmly on the front lines with the overlords of the Galaxy. Kada spent the time alone training further on the simulators until she turned 16 and was picked up by the Rebellion as a potential pilot for the X-Wings. A year later, Kada would get her first experience of true battle flying escort and close-air support for Rebel ground troops during the battle of Jakku. Here, she managed to take down two Imperial Fighters, one of them being the more deadly Interceptor Class. Despite the viciousness of the fight, Kada and Talik managed to survive the battle. Shortly after which, the Republic and Empire settled upon peace and the New Republic was formed. At this time, Kada and Talik both stepped back from military service, intent on carving their own paths in the galaxy from that point on.
A chance they were not given. Both girls were quickly taken prisoner when the transport they were riding was raided by an Imperial Moff who had gone rogue and fancied himself something of a warlord. The two found themselves in chains, back under the thumb of the very entity they'd just risked life and limb to beat back. The next three years were grueling, filled with labor camps and mistreatment at the hands of the Imperials. Yet even this change in their life seemed not meant to last. During one of their transfers to a new camp, a Mandalorian swooped in and dealt a rather vicious blow to the Imperials. In the process the man, going by the name Toryn, chose to change certain parameters of his mission and escorted the two prisoners out of the Imperial Grip.
A few months later, the two had managed to find their own place in one of the seedier sides of Chandrila. Living in a small apartment, the two took up jobs at the local Nightclub to pay the bills while they figured out their next steps. Talik as a bartender, and Kada working as a dancer at club. It wasn't their dream, per say, but the job was honest and they were treated well. Certainly, it was better than life under Imperial Rule. The two would stay in this spot for two years before a shocking night would once more alter their fates. A rather unusual patron entered their club, a man almost everybody in the club recognized on sight from the Holonews. Luke Skywalker. Moreso, when the man, somewhat awkwardly, made his way across the floor and asked to specifically talk to both Kada and Talik... they knew things were about to change. After a little bit of Kada fangirling over the Jedi Master, and a bit of awkwardness on his end from their environment and state of dress, Luke finally put forward why he had approached the two. Both were sensitive to the force, and he wanted them to come to train at his Jedi Temple to become members of a new era of the Jedi Order.
"My father taught me that the light would always triumph... I pray his lessons weren't wrong."
Name: Kada Vaa
Species: Togruta
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Appearance: Kada stands in stark contrast to your average Jedi. Unlike many of her fellows who tend to dress plainly, or appear to be more mundane... Kada stands out very much among a crowd. Standing at only 5'7, she's not the tallest of individuals. Yet her body is clearly toned from her training, and her rather pleasant facial features make the Jedi easy on the eyes. Coupled with her outright refusal to dress in the more plain ways of the Jedi, often wearing tighter clothes that she finds to make herself look a bit cuter, Kada often draws the attention of those around her. Additionally, she wears a rather ornate Akul-Tooth Headdress as a marking that she had slain an Akul by herself and as a gift from her late father. Kada also tends to draw attention in how she manipulates her lekku, often using them to accentuate whatever she might be doing.
Rank: Apprentice
Personality: Once again the anthesis of your average Jedi, Kada tends to be a rather outgoing and outspoken individual. With a friendly smile marking her features more often than not, the young Jedi seemingly has no fear of approaching others to strike up a conversation. Nor does she have an issue displaying her emotions for others to see. Kada lives in the moment, not particularly being fond of keeping things hidden unless necessary. Why keep secrets when every moment is new, and there is still so much else to discover in the galaxy!
Kada has a friendly demeanor and can be a bit of a talker once she decides she likes another. Which, unfortunately, means that its fairly easy for her to try befriending another who may not particularly want that sort of bond. The Jedi is an optimist, often trying to see the brighter side of any situation wherever she can, as she is well aware of just how much worse situations could be at any given moment. Towards others, she can come off as a bit aloof and carefree. To only add to her stark contrast to her fellow Jedi, Kada has also known to be a bit of a flirtatious individual. Despite all these actions seeming to be aloof, many are shocked to find out just how intelligent Kada is, along with how much attention she is truly paying to any situation.
However; that is not to say that she is without flaws. Kada often finds herself of falling into a bit of being a bit too trusting of others. Wanting to see the best in them, and later paying a price for that error. When hurt like this, Kada's first instincts often flip back to those she was developed through the war and under Imperial Servitude; aggression. She will often lash out either with words or physically in response, before starting to slowly wind herself back from such actions that would bring her closer to the Dark Side. This, along with flaring responses from situations reminiscent of traumas she's suffered before can cause Kada to act very rashly at times, and very often to the detriment of herself.
Lightsaber: Kada's lightsaber is truly unique. Technically, the weapon is a saberstaff with two blue blades, connected through the middle with a simple silver hilt adorned with golden lines to mark connections between metal casings as well as the ignition triggers. While there are two triggers on the weapon, only the one closer to her right hand will control it while in saberstaff form. When Kada twists both ends of the saber staff in opposite directions, it breaks apart into two individual lightsabers. The entire weapon was built by the Togruta, and is nearly defined as a work of art for its seamless finish and elegance.
Skills:
Blaster Skill: Kada is a rather decent shot with her DL-12 Heavy Blaster Pistol
Tech Knowledge: Kada is rather adept at tinkering with tech. Specifically; Droids and Ships. She can build a droid from nothing but parts and can repair ships rather effectively.
Piloting: Kada once flew an X-Wing as part of the Rebellion forces at Jakku, she is a skilled fighter pilot.
Jar'Kai: Kada is an amatuer at Jar'Kai, but uses Form IV: Ataru Influences. This is because Jar'Kai itself is not a form, but a blanket term for two Sabers.
Form III Soresu: Kada is an amateur at Soresu, and only employs this form when we weapon is in Saberstaff form.
Dancing: Kada is an incredible dancer!
Charisma/Negotiation: Due to her rather easygoing persona, Kada is quite adept at negotiating or calming others in tense situations. She is a pretty decent flirt, but that is less useful than one might think.
Equipment:
DL-12 Heavy Blaster Pistol
Lightsaber
Wrist-Mounted Commlink
Mechanic Tools (Stored at a Workbench at the Temple)
BD-4 "Sparky" BD Class Explorer Droid
Weakness:
Overly Trusting
Emotional
Not Overly Skilled in the Force
Amatuer Saber Skills
Rash Actions
Trauma-Induced Decisions can lead dangerously close to the Dark Side
Background: Kada was born on Shili to a loving pair of parents and spent a good portion of her young life on the planet. Though she was much too young to know, her parents had suffered greatly under Imperial Occupation of the planet. Local forces harassed their village, and later in Kada's young life arrested her mother under charges of 'Treason'. This rapid change came shortly after Kada had slain her first Akul, and had her headdress crafted by her father. With her mother suddenly taken away and the Imperial forces watching her father for any sign of treason, Kada quickly learned what the galaxy was truly like. Her illusions from her childhood had been shattered, and the youth started living in fear of those monsters in white armor. This fear, in turn, drove Kada to act. The youth was one day caught throwing stones at a local Storm Trooper patrol, who in turn attempted to arrest the young Togruta. However; her father stepped in to stop his daughter's arrest by physically shoving the troopers back. This situation spiraled, and soon a single cry rang out through the village, followed by a terrified shriek of a child. Her father had fallen flat on his back, chest burning where the trooper had shot him. In his dying breaths, he looked at his daughter and whispered softly to her. A reminder that she was his little light and that the light would always triumph against the dark.
Kada swiftly was smuggled off-planet by her fellow villagers, who knew full well what the incident would mean for their village. That the Imperials would return in force to ensure such a situation did not repeat itself. A fate they did not wish their village's youngest member to have to witness. Kada was entrusted to a lethan twi'lek man by the name of Anoon Gida, a leader of the local cell of the Rebellion. Anoon took the young Togruta off-world and into his own home, where she was met by his own daughter; Talik Gida. The two bonded quickly, with Talik having lost her own mother to Imperials and fully understanding the pain Kada was going through. Over the next few years, both girls became inseparable. Even growing to the point as viewing each other as siblings as they entered their teenage years. No matter where the Rebellion meant Anoon had to go, both Kada and Talik stood by each other's side to support one another through these troubling times. The two even played a part in certain Rebel operations, serving to help refuel, rearm, and repair fighters in between missions. It was during this time that Kada learned how to fly while Rogue Squadron was briefly operating out of the base she and Talik lived in. The pilot who took time to teach the young Togruta on the simulators was one Tycho Celchu, one of the many skilled pilots amongst the Rogues.
When Kada turned 15, her whole life went for another sudden turn. Talik, being 18 at the time, enlisted with the Rebellion. Kada watched with a worry held deep in her heart as her older sister was sent off to war against the Empire. Serving as one of the Rebellion's own shock troops, and standing firmly on the front lines with the overlords of the Galaxy. Kada spent the time alone training further on the simulators until she turned 16 and was picked up by the Rebellion as a potential pilot for the X-Wings. A year later, Kada would get her first experience of true battle flying escort and close-air support for Rebel ground troops during the battle of Jakku. Here, she managed to take down two Imperial Fighters, one of them being the more deadly Interceptor Class. Despite the viciousness of the fight, Kada and Talik managed to survive the battle. Shortly after which, the Republic and Empire settled upon peace and the New Republic was formed. At this time, Kada and Talik both stepped back from military service, intent on carving their own paths in the galaxy from that point on.
A chance they were not given. Both girls were quickly taken prisoner when the transport they were riding was raided by an Imperial Moff who had gone rogue and fancied himself something of a warlord. The two found themselves in chains, back under the thumb of the very entity they'd just risked life and limb to beat back. The next three years were grueling, filled with labor camps and mistreatment at the hands of the Imperials. Yet even this change in their life seemed not meant to last. During one of their transfers to a new camp, a Mandalorian swooped in and dealt a rather vicious blow to the Imperials. In the process the man, going by the name Toryn, chose to change certain parameters of his mission and escorted the two prisoners out of the Imperial Grip.
A few months later, the two had managed to find their own place in one of the seedier sides of Chandrila. Living in a small apartment, the two took up jobs at the local Nightclub to pay the bills while they figured out their next steps. Talik as a bartender, and Kada working as a dancer at club. It wasn't their dream, per say, but the job was honest and they were treated well. Certainly, it was better than life under Imperial Rule. The two would stay in this spot for two years before a shocking night would once more alter their fates. A rather unusual patron entered their club, a man almost everybody in the club recognized on sight from the Holonews. Luke Skywalker. Moreso, when the man, somewhat awkwardly, made his way across the floor and asked to specifically talk to both Kada and Talik... they knew things were about to change. After a little bit of Kada fangirling over the Jedi Master, and a bit of awkwardness on his end from their environment and state of dress, Luke finally put forward why he had approached the two. Both were sensitive to the force, and he wanted them to come to train at his Jedi Temple to become members of a new era of the Jedi Order.
Of course, Kada and Talik happily agreed!
Since Talik is a fairly important NPC to Kada's ongoing story as I talked about with Theyra briefly, I included bits about her in the backstory. Hope all is well!
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