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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2013 9:08:45 GMT -8
*Inside a docile store front is what appears to be a very elegant show room, with glass cases of all sorts of crystals. The basement gives off a hum of fresh synthetic crystals being produced. however, for security purposes the only crystals kept in the front room are either low quality crystal fakes or synthetic crystal.*
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Post by Deleted on May 4, 2013 15:54:04 GMT -8
As the Cab passed once more by the Pub, i was sure i saw Adi and Will Sontir
departing the pub. I knew i needed to catch up with them… but in the pit of my stomach i thought about the fact that apparent Adi had been one of the last people puck had talked to before my mistake. so instead i pulled ahead toward Blue street and the shoppe. stepping out of the carriage, i pressed through the door… which despite the shoppe being closed, the door opened just fine and the sensor producing the musical alert of Bach's Minuet in G. sensing that i would shortly meet what has become of the shoppe, i stared into the emotionless eyes of the Super tactical droid known as Seisir=Seisir=Irasshaimase, though at present the shoppe is closed… the door was only open because the city officials neglected to Lock up.Removing my hood, i gave an ernest smile"Seisir, its me" =Seisir=… so it is, excuse me little master… I trust that your time away has been fruitful?I gave him a sideways look and removed the case that held the communication chip and tossed it to the droid. I briefly explained that the trip to yavin had been fruitful in its right. I managed to test the limits of puck's power and managed to retrieve a Mando Comm chip. the droid asked my to lock the front door before it ushered me back behind the displays toward the workshop.
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2013 20:59:04 GMT -8
I chuckled all the way home as I sat in the back of the Bus (where i felt comfortable) while letting him sit wherever he wanted. I still could not believe that in taking on this role i not only had the justice department breathing down my neck, but Child Protective Services (sure, the city can save a buck by feeding the inmates the bare minimum calories, but it will raise a witch trial if someone they appoint as a guardian tries anything like that) taking the time alone, I typed out a small bit of a note. i needed an illusion ready
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so… i wasn't in trouble… but i am the legal guardian for some Ju-vee. need your help setting the stage.
Seisir, I need my robe in the workshop, along with two bottles of water on a silver platter
Gordon: i need my cosplay com reprogrammed with that tracking software i use for the excavation teams. Link it heavily in… i don't want this kid figuring out how to remove it.
you have… 15 minutes
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sending the message, I looked over the kid's file and my instructions for the 80th time… i did not like what i saw (So, i am welcome a kid… who represents the very REASON I stock the front room with fakes, into my shop as an errand boy… i see red by the end of the week)
as the bus pulled to the stop at the end blue street, I rose to get off, discretely tugging the boy along by Tking his ears until he got the picture. it was 89 feet from the corner to the shop. reaching for the door i find that Seisir has locked it this time… sighing, i open a video comm link to the workshop, and the message is received VERY quickly. the door is opened and i usher the boy in. upon getting in, my "Good" hand "Decides" to start doing weird motions (i /was/ out of practice)
"Now then Mr. Saka… today has been a long day… and it has been a hot one… we can get to the rules tomorrow. right now i have a question"
the silver plater and the water bottles float in the exact same motions my hand is moving in.
"Would you care for a drink?"
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2013 12:56:42 GMT -8
*I sat apart from him upon the shuttle bus a few seats in front choosing to slouch against the window with my feet across both seats which caused me to earn some not very appreciative glances and tuts from fellow passengers.
Then with no apparent warning I was grasped firmly by both ears and practically yanked off my seat to the amusement of most of the passengers. I managed as I was pulled through the door to wrestle his grasp free, I stood on the pavement for some time looking angrily at him, yet my Guardian just continued to walk on as though nothing untoward had taken place. I angrily kicked a stone and I watched with satisfaction as i skittered vigorously along the pavement, and then noticing he continued to move further away I reluctantly followed.
Soon enough I was once more behind him, I noticed that his emporium had quite a high level of security, at least a voice recognition device and by the electronic low pitch whine it sounded like a double helix locking mechanism; in all likelihood it wasn't a door I could have picked.
I stopped upon entering the shop and took in the array of strangeness around me, for about me were an array of gems and crystals in a wild array of hues, sheen and clarity; I guessed then that my Guardian was some sort of collector or mineralogist.
I was so taken in by the beautiful colours that I didn't initially spot the floating bottle until he mentioned having a drink and that was when I noticed the bottles and silver platter suspended midair. I too notice he is moving his hand, what was this? some simple parlor trick to take me off guard or so that I may find him more amiable.
I looked from him to the bottle and cocked my left eyebrow in to show I was unimpressed. I then approached the bottle and moved to take one, yet it did not yield. I let go and waved my hand about it, around it, under it. I got down upon the floor and searched for some anti grave device but could find none.
Finally I stood and turned to him arms folded; annoyance now displayed upon my features, brow furrowed.
Okay so I had to admit it was a good trick.
I thumbed over my shoulder."Okay, so how are you doing that?"
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2013 12:07:07 GMT -8
I heard the words drip from from the boy's mouth… It wounded me that I could not have enough respect that he thought i was some Conjurer of cheap tricks. then again, without insight, many young people trying to find the truth would think the force that could be analyzed down from a mysterious force to some barrel of midichlorian effect.
"well the scientific answer is boring… the answer i prefer to give, is we do not know and i am fine with that… because answers are boring… unless you are lazy, It's not the Destination that matters, its the journey."
figuring i just compared the design to wobbly wobbly designs was a bit of a stretch. hitting a button on my ear com link I checked with Gordon to make sure that everything was in order. as if on cue, Seisir came out with the com link for the Boy, and My robes. tossing them on, I bowed to introduce myself to the young lad
"Well then, I know who you are… I guess i should tell you who i am." *flourished bow* "I am Jedi Knight Diamonte Tuhlute, Artisan, Second in command of J-TECH, and Proprietor of Peddlers Crystals. My Robot friend is the Super Tactical Droid Seisir… and in the ether is Gordon."
Pulling the commlink from the tray I showed it to the boy.
"Ok… i am going to explain about this commlink. by default It only connects to me or 911. it has a Galaxy positioning Chip so i know where you are. and, in case you want to drop the com and run, there is a system onboard that will ping you twice a day. once in the am after 6… once in the PM before 7… or whenever you chip stops moving. you will have one minute to respond… otherwise all data the comm has will be sent to the police, along with a request for your capture…."
I paused before continuing.
"I am not happy about this arrangement either since I now have DOJ and CPS on my butt since i have to keep you fed and all that on my own dime. I want to see you reformed. show me you can."
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2013 13:10:23 GMT -8
*I stood there still with arms folded; what the hell kind of answer was that? Was the thought that went through my head, he told me there was indeed some form of scientific and therefore real answer behind the conjuration, then spouted some rubbish about the journey. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. However all became very much clearer when he donned clean brown robes and announced himself as a Jedi Knight with a fancy bow; like I was impressed.
At least now things began to fall into place. I mean who else would be trusted with an a minor convict, who else would assume such responsibility, even though it was an apparent disadvantage to his situation.
The Jedi, I didn't know much about these mystic warrior monks other than prattle I had heard and obviously via the demonstration in which I was supposed to have been supposedly enamored; that he was able to levitate two solid and very real bottles; yeah right!!
I shook my head trying to clear space for some sense rather than a load of mumbo jumbo, what followed was by far the most annoying yet simultaneously uplifting moment.
Initial thoughts about a comm device that tracked all my movements and was all but fool proof, all but in one way. There was one minor loophole and I had to prevent the glimmer of mischief from conveying itself upon my face as I would exploit the oversight.
In his kindness, foolishness or perhaps practicality he had provided me a window between 7.30 p.m and 5.30 a.m which was a good ten hour window. He could track all he wanted, but he wouldn't theoretically be able to prove anything without evidence. I would use these precious hours at my own free will.
I then managed to turn my head to at least pretend I was listening as I poured water from the bottle into a glass on the side and drank. I settled the glass remembering that the comlink was an apparent deterrent. I hoped my pausing only seemed to him like I was expended my options of escape as opposed to actually evaluating them.
I slumped my head in mock defeat.*
[/color] [/ul] *I looked up and glared at him. My thoughts turned into the workings of a plan; to disappear for ten hours at night time all of a sudden would be rather noticeable, I decided at first to act the beaten child and with no choice to cooperate I would help out and do what ever else. I would take what chances I had at scouting and building up a map of the area in my head. Once confident I would creep out and begin the task of working on the device so as to alter it. I had decided removing it would become obvious and my best chances were at altering it to provide false readings of my where abouts. Only then did I stand a chance of escape.*[/font]
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2013 15:32:21 GMT -8
I could see the boy's look of distrust… and more-soso a look that said "Give me a chance and i will disappoint you". figuring he wanted nothing more than get out of the situation.. i figured best way to show him his options
"Gordon, lock the doors"
A click sound was heard as metal shudders closed off the entrance from the outside. Looking at the boy my expression turned on him.
"Ok boy, here is where you stand. You can take the comm and give it your all. Or… if you want out, i can call the police and have you thrown in the juvenile detention center. your choice."
A small smile crossed my lips when he took the comm in a "Defeated manner"… i figured it was a charade. so i imparted two more truths to him.
"By the way. the Commlink you have is government property… one of the papers i signed.Gordon put a program that knows when you open it… and it will trigger you to be arrested for Violation of parole, and Tampering with Government property. just so you know."
with a snap of my fingers, and the com link in the boy's possession, The gate opened. the boy was free for now
"Now i want you to go to wherever you choose to lay your head and get some rest. the breakfast i am required to serve will be ready at 0615, and will be off the table if you do not show by 0628. I would suggest some good rest. I like it when my Gofers are well rested enough to face the day. Goodnight"
I remained in the room until the boy was gone… then i checked the monitoring server, and headed to bed… tomorrow I would see what the boy could do.
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2013 12:47:10 GMT -8
*I thought I could and had outsmarted him yet it was clear I had not, by locking the doors I was left with no options what so ever, it was a case of taking what I now saw as my only chance at not landing myself in prison.
He obviously knew my fear, why else would I have taken this choice in the first place and now he played it against me, it was low, but what had I expected, I had planned to escape.
I begrudgingly took the comlink and now knew my fate was sealed when he further informed me that any sort of tampering would also lead to my near immediate arrest, and so my choices became narrower until they were non existent, I either complied and did my best to get along with Diamonte or I would end up arrested and wind up in prison.
It was clearly dictated to me quite specifically that I would get up before 6.15 to have breakfast and knowing it was this or starve I turned and trudged solemnly up the stairs.
This was now my path, for the next long arduous months I would have to persevere and hope that things turned out better then I currently expected.
At the top of the stairs I walked along the landing and entered a clean white washed room with a single bed and lay down to settle down for what could be a long sleepless night.*
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Post by Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh on May 28, 2013 19:32:29 GMT -8
I remained in the room until the boy was gone… then i checked the monitoring server, and headed to bed… tomorrow I would see what the boy could do. =Lynda Jarvio= After some hours of Diamonte sleeping, he'd receive a holo-transmission in real time that he'd be able to notice. Chances were if he had a device in his room that beeped whenever he got messages, it be going off right now to let him know he has a call. Upon accepting the transmission to begin the conversation, the holoprojection of a Hapan woman in grey armorweave robes would appear before Diamonte. It would be noticeable that she had a lightsaber hilt at her waist, making it obvious she was a Jedi or some sort of Forceful in the galaxy. The transmission was coming from Contruum. The planet known for a Jensaarai order operating there, and Lynda would introduce herself upon accepting the transmission. |
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Post by Deleted on May 29, 2013 13:22:44 GMT -8
1 week Later
0620'i cannot believe i am starting to trust this kid'But true enough, it was happening… the boy was winning trust. Albeit, the first day was hard for him. I had worked him to the core by having him take heavy loads several blocks down the street and back just in an effort to sort of assert who was dominant.'i was worried'It was weird. I had spoken to the therapist that I did not "Remember" anything between two points in my life… but clearly I dreamt it. I felt the desire to travel beyond those boundaries that were marked for me. In my dreams one day this week, I even made it past the hull of the ship… into the nothingness… there was nothing for me when i wasn't guided. Now, while futuresight/ shatter point was not my strong suit, because i my vocation i could hear the whisperings of the force of what could be… so every morning while I took the vaporized version of the "Medication" that was prescribed to me, I reviewed the evening logs to see if the "Comm" had moved at all the previous night before setting in to cook breakfast which would consist of: whatever i felt like having, and then Ration pills for the Boy (They covered the caloric intake for the morning… the CPS could not get on my case for that)
But today I was running behind. It was 6:11 before i was even in the lift down to the workshop. seisir greeted me with a small cup of juice before ushering to my morning medication. I had seen the message from ms. Lynda for the first time (devices i have are usually on silent… or i could just ignore it with the skill of a raging snorlax). Either way I sent a message to Ms. Jarvio and carbon copied Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh that i would be happy to help and, in addition that i had done some work in Creative Lightsaber designs as well. the Day was going well …If only Seisir had not announced an unwanted presence at 0620 in the morningAdditionally, there is a nice gentleman from HonSec. An investigator.
I jumped straight up and went to the front room and met "Investigator Knight" he explained that last night, there was a robbery in the farmer's district, and a substantial amount of produce. and, it was his job to find the records of delinquents on parole to check their tracers. i was hesitant to review his data.'it cannot be him'But it was, the tracer went into the district. and stayed there for some where before returning to the domicile. I would have cautious words with the boy when he came in. |
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Post by Deleted on May 30, 2013 11:59:51 GMT -8
*My back, arms and thighs ached from the fetching, lifting and carrying I had performed the day previous. I had at first found the work tedious and even still the thought of more work of this nature was not appetizing. However oddly enough I had found the work satisfying, and this was an odd feeling and not one I had encountered before. All my juvenile life I had stolen, minor theft was virtually all I had known, working for Diamonte; despite the task had stirred within me a feeling of well being. I had done something I didn't much care to do, for someone whom I didn't much care for and I felt good.
I descended the stairs and wandered into the kitchen rubbing my tired eyed. Upon entering the kitchen I stopped short and looked from Diamonte to the other man whom I did not recognize, both eyed me.*
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Post by Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh on Jun 2, 2013 19:44:53 GMT -8
=Lynda Jarvio=
Opening the door into Peddler's Crystals, the Hapan known as Lynda Jarvio, along with her students Dragan, Dorothea, Amadeus, and Vejovis entered the storefront. Wearing only her gray armorweave robes and bodysuit that was underneath it, along with the lightsaber she had at her waist, Lynda would approach the Super tactical droid by the name of Seisir if the robot was there.
"Excuse me, is there a man by the name of Diamonte here? My name is Lynda Jarvio. I messaged him last night."
The Hapan with long blonde hair would say to Seisir. Upon telling him this, the four Forceful students would stand by and listen to Lynda converse with the droid, unless if Diamonte showed. Of the students, both Amadeus and Dragan were human males, Dorothea was a human woman, and Vejovis was a Bith male.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2013 20:11:25 GMT -8
seeing the gathering of criminal and accusers in the back room, hearing the bell above the door, i took it upon myself to see the customer's needs. it was a situation named by someone who had called earlier. surprisingly the message that had waited in the bay for so long, had been resolved overnight as it was more of an inbounding warning than a request.Irasshaimase I am Seisir, Super tactical droid in charge of the store when Knight Diamonte Tuhlute is not around. He received your letter just this morning, and there are some things he can help you with… but for the moment he is Detained with a Legal situation in the back room… i am sure he will be detained for only a few moments.I pressed a "secret" button that was used to alert the workshop of the presence of customers. feeling that My statements left an undesirable taste on my logistic pallet, I amended my statementIf i can be of service while you wait for Knight Tuhlute, i would be glad to be of assistance.As I sat back down in my chair to enjoy a little bit of my prescribed vapor "treatment" the officer stepped up ahead of me and attempted to extract a confession out of the boy"Young man, My name is Inspector Knight With Honoghr Security Force. I am investigating a robbery that took place last night in the Farmer's district. Your tracer was at the location of the robbery during the time of the robbery. so my question to you is, why did you steal from those innocent farmers?"This made me cough on my vapors. I was not going to have this."Excuse me Inspector, you do not have the right to interrogate a citizen just to get them into your prisons. you have proof he was in the area of the robbery, nothing more… you have no right to attempt to draw connections that anything but a Norky court would throw out as Circumstantial. and before you come up with the "Ward of the state" BS, let me remind you that to be a ward of the state, he must be cared for by a government run or assisted guardian. and since he is my financial responsibility, he shall have the rights as such. Now, you can go run and get a search warrant and more evidence, or we can spend the days in court which will result in the Minor's record being esponged of all criminal record and corruption charges being brought up against you."The man sneered as he left, purposefully shoving children in the storefront out of his way. sitting back i sat through my morning vapor medication for 4'33" before the alarm sounded. as i removed the mask i began to instruct the boy."I know you don't exactly believe the force as a plausible effect… but i will show you what i say is true. Eat your breakfast… i need to be ready for this early group of students."silently i sat down to enjoy my portion of breakfast before putting on my instructor hat.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2013 14:56:15 GMT -8
*A week, had it really been a week, I was dumbfound and stood rooted to the spot as this man accused me of having stolen from some Farmer's and of all things food.
I hadn't been in Diamonte's Guardianship for a great duration, little over a week now, but one thing that I had been always granted was food, so long as I was present at the time food was served, so there was indeed no reason for me to steal food especially not in the quantities this Knight Investigator seemed to be claiming and all on the fact that I happened to be within the vicinity.
However what stunned me more was how quickly Diamonte came to my rescue, he didn't know I was innocent and yet he defended me with fire in his eyes. He took the impudent man down to size and told him he had no leg to stand on. I couldn't help but feel a growing sense of affection toward him and it also gave me huge satisfaction to witness the Knight Investigators growing discomfort and I was rewarded with seeing him leave as a big grin dressed my face.
I was about to turn and thank him and managed a small nod of thanks as I was cut off by the further intrigue of the day.
The force; ever since that first exhibition of what I had and still did to some degree call a magic trick, when Diamonte had seemingly made two bottles float. I had not been able to shake the idea that it was something more, and as time had gone on Diamonte had referred more to the mystical energy field that I now knew the Jedi held true as their core ideal.
I was not certain as I had been before, there was no doubt in my mind and where doubt had grown so had the search for truth. I may not initially have liked Diamonte or his methods but one thing the man had proven to be was honest and of his word. He delivered things in a very curt but factual manner. When he had promised a reward, the small reward had been granted, given that I had achieved my end to the bargain. I therefore had no reason to doubt that the force was something Diamonte believed in very much. It wasn't so much his belief that rattled me, but his hinting at showing me more, telling me that there was more for me to see and now with this latest statement it looked as though perhaps all my questions would be answered.
I moved to the table grabbing breakfast as I usually did, scrambled eggs on wholemeal toast with a glass of blue milk. I gulped my breakfast down wolfishly.*"I am intrigued I must say." *I could not hide the edge of excitement that was betrayed in my voice.*
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Post by Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh on Jun 6, 2013 15:45:52 GMT -8
seeing the gathering of criminal and accusers in the back room, hearing the bell above the door, i took it upon myself to see the customer's needs. it was a situation named by someone who had called earlier. surprisingly the message that had waited in the bay for so long, had been resolved overnight as it was more of an inbounding warning than a request.Irasshaimase I am Seisir, Super tactical droid in charge of the store when Knight Diamonte Tuhlute is not around. He received your letter just this morning, and there are some things he can help you with… but for the moment he is Detained with a Legal situation in the back room… i am sure he will be detained for only a few moments.I pressed a "secret" button that was used to alert the workshop of the presence of customers. feeling that My statements left an undesirable taste on my logistic pallet, I amended my statementIf i can be of service while you wait for Knight Tuhlute, i would be glad to be of assistance. =Lynda Jarvio= Listening to Seisir, the Hapan nodded to his words in understanding the situation. Looking at her four students for a moment, she figured it be best to do something to pass the time until Mister Tuhlute appeared, as she then looked back at the droid."I appreciate that very much, Seisir. Mind showing me and the students around the shop? We might just see something that could be useful in our crafting." =Dorothea Greennut= Stepping up next to Lynda to speak to the droid as well, the girl student named Dorothea began to talk. She seemed human, but was somewhat weirdly dressed. Her outfit had blueish-grey synthetic fur about, and at her rear end was a synthetic large tail of sorts, while she wore a headband with decorative fake animal ears attached. She looked as if she were cosplaying an animal of some sort, as a Nelvaan squirrel-like rodent could also be seen on her shoulder."Excuse me! Like hello there! Like, if there any vending machines here that dispense snacks. Like, my stomach is telling me it's in need for some blue cheese puffs or something." She said as she took out some acorns from a small pouch from her utility belt, then fed it to the pet she had relaxing on her shoulder. |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2013 22:13:15 GMT -8
after finishing my breakfast, i left the plates where they were for but a moment so that I could prepare myself. i was going to need the Legendary Scrolls of Instramta, as well as some fruit for the little ones to snack on. pausing for the moment Gordon reminded me that i had yet to spend the time in earnest to attune the gift that Puck won for me.
"Remind me when the kids are gone"
turning briefly to the boy i said
"For today you are quote free to do as you please unquote. i would like it if you could stick around and help out for the day… but if you would rather roam the city, that is fine as well."
not giving him a moment to respond, i peered past the doorway with things in my hand. motioning for Seisir to prepare the workshop for tiny visitors, i placed the bowl on the counter for the hungry little girl to nibble from.
"Good morning boys and Girls, I am Diamonte Tuhlute. i am sorry it took me so long to show up, i did not expect you to already be on your way here. I am here to help you guys make some lightsabers, is that right?"
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Post by Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh on Jun 10, 2013 17:25:45 GMT -8
not giving him a moment to respond, i peered past the doorway with things in my hand. motioning for Seisir to prepare the workshop for tiny visitors, i placed the bowl on the counter for the hungry little girl to nibble from."Good morning boys and Girls, I am Diamonte Tuhlute. i am sorry it took me so long to show up, i did not expect you to already be on your way here. I am here to help you guys make some lightsabers, is that right?" =Dorothea Greennut= Walking over to the counter to get some fruit, the Tyrosaarai girl who looked to be either in her late teens or early twenties thanked Diamonte while she put her hand into the bowl."Thank's there mister. Cool, they look juicy!" She said and began to eat.=Lynda Jarvio= Giggling softly at Dorothea's behavior, the Hapan woman who looked to be in her late twenties looked at Diamonte."That is right, Diamonte. They already have the crystals for the lightsabers. They just need hilt construction materials." =Amadeus Bloomfield= Stepping up so he could be noticed while he spoke, Amadeus who had long red hair in a ponytail, blue eyes, and who's voice sounded of that like someone from nobility interrupted."If possible, we'd like some special construction materials for the lightsaber hilts. Materials besides the average durasteel and other metals most use for their weapons. Materials such as types of rocks and wood that could be used as the exteriors of the hilts." =Dragan Riskbreaker= Looking at Amadeus, a man looking to be in his early to mid twenties as the same as Amadeus spoke to the man. The man being Dragan, who had short brown hair with golden hair streaks in it."Not that you could buy the said materials yourself. Right, Amadeus?" Dragan said. While Amadeus came from a noble family in the Tapani sector, Dragan was born a slave out in Hutt space. The two young men were like polar opposites, though both seemed to be friendly toward the other.=Vejovis Bormo= "Please Dragan, let's not start anything here, shall we?" The Bith male said in the storefront. Unlike the others, the Bith seemed to be somewhere in his thirties."It's a pleasure to meet you, Diamonte sir. Do you have any past experience in lightsaber construction?" The Bith questioned as he heard Dorothea eating a little loudly at the counter. It was slightly annoying, but the Bith focused his attention on the owner of the store. |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2013 19:22:16 GMT -8
"Maitaze" I breathed out as the Bith's question stung in my mind. I wanted a way to answer it truthfully, but in a way that did not offend the foreign initiate. mulling over my options, i decided the path that involved the truth and a little bit of implied condescension." I guess you could kinda say i have a little experience," I motion to holos of sabers lining that walls, all testaments to projects i had completed up to now. " In the jedi order, I hold the vocation of Artisan which means i see creativity as a central aspect to the will of the force. The holos around you stand for each of the lightsabers i have crafted. As you can see, the eastern and western walls are filled with sabers i have designed to find the best combination for particular forms. while…" *i turn to the south wall, glancing at the single inhabitant* " The wall behind me is reserved for my truly master works… so far there is only one. a saber I was commissioned for by Adi. so in a nutshell, yes I know a bit about the construction of saber hilts." turning to the youngest female, i reach to move the bowl so i have her attention. i set out my hands. " The architect Huyang would say in a situation like this to hold out your hand. and to tell me what you feel you lightsaber would be made of. what would make you strong in battle, and humble in retreat? what resonates with your force?"
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*I chose to remain a moment for my curiosity had been piqued by what Diamonte had mentioned earlier.
I moved to one side and picked up a cloth and began to make a pretense of dusting one of the many display cases as I kept my eye upon Diamonte and his speech with the youngsters.
It seemed; as the dialogue grew that Diamonte crafted believe it or not lightsabers, the fabled laser swords of the Jedi Order and this guy made them and was apparently by no small means an expert, so much so as to the point where he had crafted one hilt for a fellow Jedi.
Rak wasn't exactly sure what any of this meant, but in his mind he could only imagine how complex it must be to construct a weapon let alone one that issued forth a coherent consistent beam of pure energy, and Diamonte could apparently not only construct such a weapon but could do it to such a high degree of accuracy that other Jedi requested he construct their weapons as well.
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Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh
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Post by Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh on Jun 19, 2013 16:00:55 GMT -8
"Maitaze" I breathed out as the Bith's question stung in my mind. I wanted a way to answer it truthfully, but in a way that did not offend the foreign initiate. mulling over my options, i decided the path that involved the truth and a little bit of implied condescension." I guess you could kinda say i have a little experience," I motion to holos of sabers lining that walls, all testaments to projects i had completed up to now. " In the jedi order, I hold the vocation of Artisan which means i see creativity as a central aspect to the will of the force. The holos around you stand for each of the lightsabers i have crafted. As you can see, the eastern and western walls are filled with sabers i have designed to find the best combination for particular forms. while…" *i turn to the south wall, glancing at the single inhabitant* " The wall behind me is reserved for my truly master works… so far there is only one. a saber I was commissioned for by Adi. so in a nutshell, yes I know a bit about the construction of saber hilts." turning to the youngest female, i reach to move the bowl so i have her attention. i set out my hands. " The architect Huyang would say in a situation like this to hold out your hand. and to tell me what you feel you lightsaber would be made of. what would make you strong in battle, and humble in retreat? what resonates with your force?" =Vejovis Bormo= Looking at the holos of lightsaber hilts on the walls, the Bith observed them as he heard Diamonte explain his past as a Jedi artisan. Upon Diamonte mention the single holo of a lightsaber hilt at the south wall was his master work, the Forceful walked up closer to the holo to take a better look at it. As he looked at the holo, the Bith could hear the voice of Dorothea respond to what Diamonte talked to her about.=Dorothea Greennut= Giving the remains of the piece of fruit she ate to the critter on her shoulder, she witnessed as the Jedi artisan move the bowl so as to get her to focus on him. Listening to his voice, the girl thought on what he said. She had never heard of this Huyang, but then again, she didn't pay much attention to Jedi history when being taught it by her Jensaarai instructors."So...hold out my hand. Hope you're not going to prank me while I do this..." She said as she held out her hand and tried to imagine a lightsaber in her grip. Being born on a backwater world in the Outer Rim known as Nelvaan to some human explorers, the girl somewhat acted as if she were raised by wolves, which wasn't a surprise as she lived amongst the Nelvaanians for almost all her life. Being around advanced civilizations for her was quite a different life for her, and imagining the workings of lightsabers was a little difficult even though she had done a bit of research on the subject when assigned by the Jensaarai.
After a few passing moments of thinking deep on the subject as her eyes were closed, Dorothea tried hard to not overthink the lightsaber and just think on what would make herself feel comfortable in holding during battle. During her teenage years, she had held some of the weapons the Nelvaanian warriors used and even practiced fighting with them herself. Thinking a bit on how usage of those weapons were like, she remembered holding their wooden staffs. The feel of the wood felt like home to her, and suddenly the thought of a lightsaber hilt made of wood came to her mind. Still, it felt a little strange though. As if the Force itself was suggesting to her something unique to do with it's shape."I feel wood. But the shape of the hilt is strange. Feels as if it has two handles. One for offense, and another to focus on defense." She told Diamonte. Not knowing what she was describing was a guard shoto.=Dragan Riskbreaker= "A lightsaber with two hilts? Is that what they call a lightsaber tonfa?" Dragan said as he watched Dorothea describe the vision of her lightsaber to Diamonte. Looking at the Jedi artisan, Dragan and Dorothea waited to hear what he say while the others listened too. |
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