Jair Crawford
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Post by Jair Crawford on Aug 28, 2024 16:44:09 GMT -8
Now Jair might not have had a history of being the most patient Jedi in the galaxy, but he was a Jedi, nonetheless, and Jedi were known for practicing patience. That being said, this museum tour was absolutely trying his patience. It felt as though they had already toured half the temple by this point, with many opportunities to go into the Room of a Thousand Fountains, yet the tour guide kept bypassing it. He knew that was the place he really needed to go... and focus... His thoughts were cut short by the tour guide droid.
"And this is the Residential Area! If you will follow me..." The droid led the group to a specific dormitory, and highlighted a specific bed with great enthusiasm. "Here it is believed by most historians to be the very bed that General Obi-Wan Kenobi, himself, slept!" There was an audible gasp from many of the tourists in the group.
"You have GOT to be KIDDING me", Jair thought to himself. The truth was there was absolutely no evidence for such a bold claim. As he continued to follow the guide with group of tourists however, he felt a brief wave of emotions as he knew precisely when they had passed his old own personal quarters.
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Kamino Ikhra
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Post by Kamino Ikhra on Aug 29, 2024 8:44:42 GMT -8
The presence trailed after Jair Crawford, eventually reaching out in the Force. A gentle touch, like the graze of a soft breeze upon his skin, was the only notification that he received. A way of the Force was given to him, a reminder of the many mysterious abilities Jedi could wield. A simple mask of his presence, even cameras would miss him if he so wished. An invitation was given him, to seek out the very place he desired.
A soft laugh, and a quiet word beckoned him forth, “...seek, and you shall find.”
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Jair Crawford
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Post by Jair Crawford on Aug 29, 2024 11:21:27 GMT -8
That presence... it was a familiar presence, yet, a presence he had not sensed in a very long time. It was so long, in fact, that he could not quite pinpoint the identity of the presence. At least, not yet. Nevertheless, at the beckoning of her voice, he followed. Something seemed right within the Force to follow this presence. The tourists and guide faded out of focus. They did not even seem to notice that he had slipped away.
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Min
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Post by Min on Sept 26, 2024 13:48:41 GMT -8
[ Eamin “Min” Thunderstone | The Thirteenth Room | Residential Area | Jedi Temple | Coruscant ] Min had already set up here earlier. It was the first thing she'd done. Nobody ever moved past the fifth room, and there were even barriers and ropes that warded off the rest of the place. Still, Min had a holoprojector masking her presence in case when she'd just woken up, and there were tours, she didn't want to be spotted.
To test the effectiveness of the holoprojectors, Min watched when a group of tourists came through, Min stood before the entire group, naked as the day she was born, making faces and silently dancing before them. Not a hint of reaction. She felt nothing in the Force either that that lot had seen her antics.
Satisfied, she'd then had the droids move her stuff from the onion-class dropship into most of the residences. Jedi were terribly spartan and humble, and there appeared no differences in any dorm, be it a master's or youngling's. So she just put stuff into various rooms, but she mainly occupied the thirteenth room. The rest of her more funky stuff they found the Jedi Storehouse, and stashed it either behind decorative crates or in the far corners where even service droids rarely bothered to tend or clean.
Now that her "safehouse" was fully set up and ready for her use, Min decided to pay a visit to the rest of the city while SU-NN-1 or Sunny as she liked to call him, took care of anything else she forgot to tend. There was always something she forgot, according to that droid.
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