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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Aug 16, 2013 4:48:42 GMT -8
The Honoghr Temple Hangar was located beneath the Temple, with a single way in and out for ships. It was equipped with multiple bays for performing maintenance on ships. It was capable of berthing anything up to a light freighter and landing permission was usually restricted to Temple and RDMC ships only
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Aug 18, 2013 21:53:02 GMT -8
Zion eased back on the engines as the Temple came into view from over the tree tops, he then put the ship into a slow descent to come in line with the opening into the hangar bay. He then powered the engines down and used the repulsors to guide the Barloz into the hangar bay and all the way to the back of it, at which point the landing gear was extended and the ship gently landed on the ground before the ramps were lowered. Zion then powered the ship down before turning to Gunter as he got out of his seat
=Zion Morviael=
Well Gunter, feel free to make use of the showers in the living quarters, then come see me in the Masters Quarters and we can continue our discussion.
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Post by Gunter Andril on Aug 19, 2013 9:08:22 GMT -8
Gunter nodded his agreement as he dropped down from the co-pilot's seat and onto the durasteel floor of the ship with a sharp clack of his clawed feet. "A good plan, this is." He replied as the pair stepped down the landing ramp and into the Temple hangar, which was expansive in its size, though noticeably bereft of life at the moment. "I have a hunger, Jedi Zion, that I must sate. These provisions you have in your quarters, do you not?" He asked as his stomach rumbled quite audibly. Gunter smiled tersely.
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Aug 19, 2013 15:31:24 GMT -8
Zion followed alongside Gunter as they made their way from the cockpit, and down the ramp to the hangar bay floor. He smirked as Gunter asked if there would be food, something he was not entirely sure of himself
=Zion Morviael=
I'll see what can be rustled up. I shall see you again soon.
Zion gave a short bow to Gunter, before he headed back into the ship and made a sharp turn as he entered the co-pilot's quarters where Amber was currently waiting. He really was quite lucky to have her around
=Zion Morviael=
I must ask a favour of you, Please keep an eye on Obadiah and get some food for the pair of you. There is some supplies in the galley, so choose what ever you want...
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2013 3:56:43 GMT -8
Amber looked up from the bed as Zion came in to the room and asked if she would attend to Obadiah for a little while longer as a favour. She then looked like she was pretending to think about it for a moment
She didn't think she'd ever fully understand what went through Zion's mind, to make him think he needed to ask favours of her. She would slap him over the back of the head, but doubted that would do him much good
She smirked as she got up from the bed, picking up a pillow as she did so, and walked towards Zion, before whacking him softly over the head with it
=Amber Caird=
Of course I will you dork. You don't need to ask favours of me, just ask nicely and I'll be happy to say yes...
She then threw the pillow back onto the bed as she gave Zion a quick peck on the cheek, before she got past him and made her way past the other bedrooms and into the galley, where she started raiding the cupboards and fridges for food, smiling to herself as she worked away
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Aug 21, 2013 4:38:05 GMT -8
Zion just stood there a little dumb founded as she hit him over the head with a pillow, before she kissed him on the cheek and made her way around him and off to the galley. He just leaned his head out the doorway and watched her as she walked down the ship before disappearing into the galley, leaving him to just simmer at how obedient she was. He hated that about her, he could probably ask her to take a bullet for him and she would do it, and the gods be damned she'd do it with a smile.
Why couldn't she just be a bit more free in her choices and stop acting like he was still her master and she was his servant. But then she probably wished he would stop being so afraid to ask things of her. But how could he? everyone he had ever loved and cared for on Alderaan had been taken from him, Amber was the only one left, and even she had felt pain and loss because of his actions.
He shook his head before moving out of the room and making his way down the ship's boarding ramp and down to the hangar bay floor. Although it was indeed quite devoid of life at the moment, he was sure that would change soon once things got going a bit more. He then walked over to one of the hallways leading up into the temple from the hangars, headed for the Masters Quarters
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Post by Asani on Aug 21, 2013 6:07:53 GMT -8
A low rumble can be heard as a XS-800 slowly enters the hangar and comes down to land softly. Shortly after the freighter lands, the main hatch opens swiftly to reveal a Kushiban dressed in a set of Padawan robes modified to accommodate her quadrupedal nature.
She looks around the hangar a bit as she makes her way out of the ship and heads toward the hangar exit, ever curious of new places and the people she may meet here. Though her true reason for coming was to further her training, hoping that someone here would be able to help her as she continues on the path toward being ready for her trial of knighthood. After a moment, she stops near the exit of the hangar, wondering if anyone would be sent to greet her whom she may miss if she begins to wander beyond the temple.
As the young jedi makes her way away from the ship, the freighter that brought her here lifts off and exits the hangar, continuing on to other worlds.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2013 16:39:21 GMT -8
Amber was about ready to start cooking some of the food she had managed to rummage from the fridge and cupboards in the galley, when the sound of a landing frieghter caused her to pause for a moment as she moved over to the viewport and looked out it. As she did though, the freighter was once again taking off out of the hangar bay
She was rather puzzled by what had just happened. Surely the freighter had not just made an accidental stop here, having realized it was in the wrong place. She figured it was better that she go have a look around, in case someone had been dropped off, especially since Zion would probably want to meet them
With that, Amber made her way out of the galley and back along past the bedrooms before going down the boarding ramp to the hangar bay floor. She then started to look around as she moved out from underneath the Barloz, trying to spot whomever or whatever had been dropped off by the freighter. She suddenly stopped as she noticed a small bunny like creature dressed in robes standing near the exit of the hangar bay
A small part of her wanted to run over to the small creature, pick it up and cuddle it like some teenage girl, but the rest of her was calm enough to recognize that this was no ordinary rabbit, in fact judging but it's size, it was a Kushiban, a small sentient race of rabbit like creatures. And judging by her robes, it seemed like this one was a Jedi padawan, meaning it would be more then capable of kicking some ass if the situation came to that
Instead, Amber approached the Kushiban and stopped a couple feet away, giving a short bow to the new arrival, certain that this was who the freighter had dropped off, before leaving again
=Amber Caird=
Hi, welcome to the Honoghr Jedi Temple, home of well... the Honoghr Jedi Order, unless Zion comes up with a cooler acronym. My name is Amber Caird, and you are?
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Post by Asani on Aug 21, 2013 17:26:05 GMT -8
Asani sees a woman enter the hanger and start looking around. She supposes the woman is likely looking for who just arrived on the ship that oddly came and left in a matter of minutes. As the woman glances around, Asani figures she probably isn't expecting the new visitor to be quite as short as she is, but eventually Amber spots her and approaches, greeting her with a bow, which she returns respectfully and looks the woman over as she speaks.
"Hello, and thank you for the kind welcome. My name is Asani, and I have come here hoping to receive further training. I hope that this is acceptable?"
She says warmly as she begins to use her sense in the Force to feel how Amber is connected to it, whether she is a Jedi or not.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2013 22:43:11 GMT -8
She smiled warmly at Asani, as she asked if it would be acceptable to continue her training here
=Amber Caird=
Of course, sweet thing. I am sure Zion... erm, I mean Master Morviael would be happy to welcome you on board as a student. If you'd like I can take you to him?
Unlike Zion and just about anyone else working at the temple, she had no real connection to the force other than her natural telepathy ability, which didn't bother her too much. She preferred to do things the good old fashion way, besides all the training she'd have to do if she was, it would distract from her time spent fixing machines and vehicles
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Post by Way Too Many Characters on Aug 22, 2013 0:56:50 GMT -8
~*~*~Heavily Modified Dynamic-class freighter, Bookshelf - Boarding Ramp~*~*~
Some distance away from where Amber Caird and Asani are talking, there is a moderately sized, proportionate freighter parked in the space where several starfighters could have parked. It’s one those types of ships where, despite its type, one could easily overlook, and is like that proverbial elephant in the living room that nobody wants to talk about. Well, in all honesty, no one would have noticed it until someone mentions it, really. Like, right now. Now you do notice it, right? Well, hey there!
Anyway, sitting at the ramp, looking a little bored, is a bookish type of girl, with thick spectacles, a strange maroon colored robe, and a book. The title of the book read: Why the Improbability Drive is improbable. She doesn’t even look up when a little gizka hops past her, exiting the ship in a desperate hurry. However, the girl’s hand stretches forward, while she’s still reading, and the gizka starts squealing in protest as it finds itself running on air, and then gets hurled back into the ship, where the sound of a lightsaber igniting can be heard, followed by a loud lightsaber slash, followed by a gizka’s death cry.
The young looking girl finally lifts her head and asks in a loud voice, “Was that the only one?”
There is a muffled response within the ship, to which the girl says in annoyance, “Well lock the pens up, stupid! You don’t want to unleash a horde of gizka here like what happened on Felucia!”
Another muffled response, and then the girl goes back to reading her book. Unnoticed, another gizka hops out via one of the landing struts of the cruiser, and begins hopping away towards freedom.
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Aug 22, 2013 9:57:37 GMT -8
Atton landed his A-wing in the hangar and quickly disembarked in order to take a post-flight check of the fighter's systems. The A-wing was much touchier than most starfighters, but Atton had always preferred to fly it over other ships. Some of his best memories as a pilot were in this craft after all.
Discarding his cloak in the fighter's cockpit, he grabbed a set of tools and started poking around, making sure the craft would be ready to fly when he needed it next.
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Post by Asani on Aug 22, 2013 16:45:10 GMT -8
Asani nods to Amber before promptly responding in turn.
"That's great! I look forward to meeting Master Morviael. You can just give me directions to where I may find him if you are busy. I should be alright."
She replies warmly, only to have her attention drawn to one of the cruisers, her ears lifting up as she hears the squealing of the caught gizka, then blinks a bit as she hears the unmistakable sound of a lightsaber. She doesn't quite make out what the people near the ship are saying word for word, but catches enough to understand the gist of it. She also notices another gizka who seems to have escaped unnoticed by the crew of the ship.
"I think the crew of that cruiser are having some issues with gizka..."
She says as she turns back toward Amber. Perhaps going to see Master Morviael would have to wait for the moment.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2013 20:58:44 GMT -8
Amber barely broke her attention on Asani, before shaking her head as the Kushiban asked for directions if she was too busy
=Amber Caird=
It's no trouble, I'll lead the way. As for the crew over there, I trust they can handle it. Come, this way...
Amber then ushered Asani off through the exit of the hangar, leading the way up through the Temple towards the Masters Quarters
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Post by Asani on Aug 23, 2013 14:03:52 GMT -8
She simply nods as Amber urges her on toward the hangar exit, taking a moment to look back as she makes her way out, hoping that Amber's assessment of the crew's pest handling skills was accurate. She finally quietly heads out of the hangar with Amber and follows her through the temple towards the Master's Quarters, looking forward to meeting Master Morviael.
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Post by Way Too Many Characters on Aug 23, 2013 14:30:40 GMT -8
Atton landed his A-wing in the hangar and quickly disembarked in order to take a post-flight check of the fighter's systems. The A-wing was much touchier than most starfighters, but Atton had always preferred to fly it over other ships. Some of his best memories as a pilot were in this craft after all.
Discarding his cloak in the fighter's cockpit, he grabbed a set of tools and started poking around, making sure the craft would be ready to fly when he needed it next.  "Woo-ee!" A heavily accented voice exclaims. "Don't think Ah've seen one-a these blighters in a long time!" A redhead woman in pilot's fatigues saunters over to Atton, thumbs hooked into the front of her belt. She smiles at him warmly as she nears the craft that he is working on. "Name's Alykka Scarlett, 'case yeh happen t'be wonderin'. Ah'm a mechanic, an' fixin' things 'round these 'ere parts is mah speciality, so don't mind if Ah do say so, but if yeh need a hand with tis fine beaut, Ah'd sure be happy t'help!" She grins at Atton, and then leans back on a stack of supply crates (y'know, the kind that just conveniently shows up in stories like these, when moments ago, it probably wasn't there), looking absolutely at home in her surroundings, when a thought crosses her mind, and her pretty brow furrows a little as she thinks it over, and holds up her hand to forestall any replies, "Do beg yer pardon," she says, "...but we sure have been gettin' a heckuva lot o'newcomers lately, anyone come ta greet ya an' welcome ya an' all dat jazz? Or am Ah t'first?" |
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Aug 23, 2013 19:10:13 GMT -8
Atton was underneath his fighter examining one of the panels when he heard a woman's voice, and he turned to see a woman dressed in pilot's gear striding, or rather sauntering over to him. He returned her smile and closed the panel he had been working on. "Atton Kaelan, in case you were wondering." Smirking he walked out from underneath the fighter, noting with interest when she mentioned being a mechanic. It reminded him of his nephew, who was quite the mechanical whiz himself. He shook his head. "Nah, that's all right. Just doing some general maintenance. This thing is old, after all."
He shrugged, but he had wondered if anyone would be there to greet him when he landed, but it wasn't a huge deal for him. He was a Jedi Knight after all, and was capable of figuring things out for himself if needed. Not that he wouldn't appreciate some help of course. He smiled at her. "You're the first one I've seen."
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Post by Way Too Many Characters on Aug 24, 2013 3:39:41 GMT -8
"GEEZ LOUIZE!" Alykka hops aside in shock. The reason for Alykka's shock came in the form of a girl materializing right out of the floor before her and Atton. She takes on the texture of the flooring initially, but as her form coalesces into her standard appearance, she changes her skin color back to its brown tan complexion, black hair and Sith-like eyes. She bows lightly to Atton. "Welcome to the Jedi Temple of Honoghr. I am Ann Chalinda. If you need anything, feel free to speak my name, and I shall assist you."She has a blank expression on her face throughout the conversation, betraying no emotion to everyone present. Once she finishes speaking, she bows again and melts back into the ground, vanishing, though her presence can still be felt, as part of the entire building."Give a gal a li'l warnin' next time, won't ya!?" Alykka grumbles at the ground where the girl had just vanished. She then turns back to Atton Kaelan, "Hope ya weren't too surprised, sugah. This sort o' thing happens fairly regular-like 'round 'ere. In fact Ah hear da RDMC has an honest-ta-goodness flyin' disembodied right arm! Don't know what to make o' that, but there ya have it." Alykka hooks her left thumb into her belt again, and continues speaking while gesturing very animatedly with her right hand, "So seein' as th'welcomin' committee has already greeted ya, Ah s'ppose it's a li'l late for me to say much more t'dat other than Ah hope ya enjoy yer visit! Speakin' o'which, ya here ta do somethin' other than doin' maintenance on yer ship?" |
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Aug 24, 2013 17:02:39 GMT -8
Atton looked on as the girl materialized seemingly out of nowhere from the floor, figuring this would be the closest he got to an official welcome to the academy. Still, he couldn't deny that this was a strange way to greet someone, just appearing and disappearing into thin air. His eyebrow arched up."Well that was a new one. And I've seen a lot of strange things in my day."Upon hearing about the disembodied arm, he started to wonder just what he was getting himself into by landing here on Honoghr. On the flipside, at least he would never be bored.
He shrugged."Well I suppose I should check in with the higher ups here to see about pitching in to help." Atton paused for a moment, wondering if he shouldn't just go and get that over with. Of course, he really only trusted himself when it came to maintaining his fighter.."Think I'll finish up here first, though."
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Post by Way Too Many Characters on Aug 24, 2013 18:44:06 GMT -8
"Ya think dat was strange, well there's plenty more!" Alykka grins and winks at Atton. "Ah'll bring ya to da higher ups when yer' 'bout done."
She leans back on the crates again and just watches him work on the craft, whilst admiring both him and the craft.
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