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Post by Isus Jarode on Sept 18, 2006 5:21:30 GMT 10
'To think the people of Corellia want to be independent... that always seems to make me grunt...'
Isus Jarode leaned back sleepily in the command chair of his simple Corvette 'command deck' - which seemed more like a large cockpit than a crew compartment. The old man looked glazingly out into the space before him, a small frown smeared across his wrinkled chin. Floating in the void of the Galaxy several kilometers to the 'right' of his Ragnorak was the strangest sight in this sector of the Galaxy: Centerpoint Station. Its spherical center and pinpointing parallels seemingly aimed at the Twin Worlds that orbited the ancient device. Talus and Tralus, orbiting in a jointly dangerous course, seemed almost as if they followed the Station itself, even though it was more likely the two orbited each other as true Twin worlds. Jarode gazed on this anomaly without wonder or much care; he had grown up gazing at them whenever he passed by after all. Yet even still, no matter his age, the sight still astonished him. The phenomenon of his home was almost as odd as The Maw itself.
Shrugging off the sight, Isus increased speed to his Corvette's engines, and shot off towards the planet Corellia, passing by Drall in the process, and coming into view of the planet Selonia far off on the opposing side of the Corellian star before reaching orbit of his destination.
Passing through Docking Authority and reaching the planet's surface, Jarode docked the Ragnorak to one of the major sky pads of the city, and flew down to the city itself using the Prowler. Landing at long last on his homeworld, Jarode locked up his fighter and began treading off towards his intended location.
To find his corpse of a father, and then, to find his revered mentor of the Jedi Order: Corran Horn.
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Jyo
Kid
Jedi Padawan
You can kill a man. But killing his spirit is a different matter.
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Post by Jyo on Sept 18, 2006 12:03:14 GMT 10
OOC: Corellia is my charecter's homeworld as well. But looks like you beat me to makeing this thread.
Jyo checked the instruments of his modified Incom T-65 as he cut through the upper atmoshpere of his home-world of Corellia. "Feels good to come home. I've missed it." He said guiding the ship down. This was his first chance to leave the Academy and come home simply to visit. He had been there on missions since learning the ways of the force. But now it was more like a vacation this time.
He soon was in contact with spaceport control and was assigned his landing pad. Jyo took the ship down smoothly. He popped the canopy glad to smell the familiar air of home. "R-5 stay in the socket for a bit until I get things setteld. Some diagnostics need to be run anyways. Some of the new conversions are tampering with the accelration compensator and I don't want any nasty surprises if trouble comes up." He said as he lept down fromt the cockpit landing softly.
Jyo was soon striding to get to his parent's home. He let his thoughts drift for a while. He was feeling a slight ripple in the force. He didn't pay it much mind. There possibly could be a few Jedi here on Corellia. And the feeling he got wasn't anything urgent. Just simply something there in the back of his mind. He then nearly collided with an old man. he was able to keep them from crashing into each other. But still it was a close thing. "Sorry sir. My fault. I was letting my mind wander and..." He paused noticeing this man with a cybernetic eye was the source of the force ripples he had felt. "Sorry I didn't notice at first. My name is Jyo. I don't belive we have met." He said bowing slightly. Jyo was pretty sure by now that with his Jedi robes alone it was clear he was a Jedi. And the fact that the man in front of him was strong in the force that he could have known anways.
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Mhirr
Kid
Bounty Hunter
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Post by Mhirr on Sept 19, 2006 2:53:26 GMT 10
Corellia was not Mhirr's homeworld. And never more had she been aware of how far away from Togoria her travels had taken her...
The buildings and structures of Coronet City seemed to pin her in nearly as much as she remembered on Coruscant. A teeming mass of creatures, mostly humans, made their way along the pedestrian walk with casual disregard for who they bumped into. This did not please Mhirr. Again and again, she forced herself to hold her claws at the casual contact -- ripping out throats is bad, must not rip out throats, she reminded herself. There were the strange-smelling Selonians, which were just furry and like enough to Togorians to make her homesick.
Still, there were many good hunts to be had on Corellia and in the system. It had lost little of its reputation as the preferred base for smugglers and independent pilots, partly due to its neutral status and partly due to the excellent products of CEC. And where there were smugglers to be found, there were also bounties...
Finally sighting a passage out of traffic, Mhirr ducked down the walkway to a lift. Punching a button at not-quite-random, Mhirr allowed herself a tiny sigh of relief as the lift conveyed her above the rush of people returning from work or heading out to shop.
As the lift moved upwards, Mhirr absently fingered the odd metal inset in the back of her neck. It still felt... odd, not quite a part of her yet. Small surprise, though. If she thought too long about the idea of the metalwork and circuits twining into her brain and nervous cord like some spider reaching around her head with its legs--
Enough. Mhirr growled and snapped at the empty air, forciably terminating that line of thinking.
The lift chimed the end of its ascent and the doors swished quietly open onto a much broader and better-appointed walkway. Absently, Mhirr recalled that this was closer to the pads where the independent vessels landed to resupply -- there were many merchants up here catering to crewers both wealthy and poor. Still, the city had obviously spent much more effort maintaining this section. Commerce was the lifeblood of the Corellian system.
A wafting scent of nerf tenders prompted Mhirr's stomach to grumble an impolite reminder. She hadn't eaten since setting down early this morning -- it was past time.
As she glanced around to locate the source of the smell, her eyes fell on a rather odd meeting. A youth in robes walked around a corner, almost colliding with an older human male. She surpressed a shudder at his mechanical eye and squinted into the glare of the nearby walkway light. Damn human lights... always so bright...
While she couldn't make out all the visual details, her upright ears missed none of the youth's apology.
"Sorry sir. My fault. I was letting my mind wander and... sorry I didn't notice at first. My name is Jyo. I don't belive we have met."
Hmph. Odd manner of speaking... and robes.
The Mallet of Understanding hit Mhirr in the temple.
A Jedi! Or a young whelp-Jedi... what do they call them... And he's deferring to this man, as he would to a pack-superior.
Two Jedi? Or some other individual that one of them would defer to?
This definitely merited investigation.
Mhirr leaned up against the wall, casually nibbling on the end of her paw. She did hope that they hurried up. By the Elders, but she was hungry...
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Post by Isus Jarode on Oct 25, 2006 10:10:50 GMT 10
'Let's see... the old man's most likely shut tight inside his mansion, and knowing him, the guard will run me through security at least a dozen times. Once he finally allows me through, I'll be able to...'
SLAM!
His withered old head jutting forward a small bit as another human figure collides into his chest, Jarode releases a small ounce of shocked breath as his pacing motion suddenly dies in a halt. An instant's reaction and a polite step back, Jarode's temper doesn't flare for more than a second, and only in his own mind; yet the anger quickly dissipates to Jarode's own understanding of the mistake.
'Kid wasn't watching, no probl...'
Of course, there was a problem.
'Are those Jedi Robes? On a kid? Jesus, they make him younger everyday!'
Looking down on the youthful Jedi with a cautionary glare, hearing his mention of a meeting as if the boy expected to come across a fifty-some year old Corellian planet-hopper. The boy spoke as if expecting to come across a man like Isus, yet at the same time, Jarode could not allow himself to fall immediately into a defensive attitude; after all, perhaps the boy was merely being courteous.
'Damn age and its curiosities....'
"Should we have met? This is Corellia, and I daresay the statistics for us to have met planetside are already doubtful, but let's not forget Galaxy-wide...."
Taking a quick glance about him, Jarode noted nothing suspicious or attentive, except for perhaps a Togorian far off, but nothing to consider dangerous just yet.
"Listen kid, I don't know how you'd wish to come across me, but with those robes, I'm not too sure I'm liking the reasoning, so state your point now or leave an old man to his business, because Jedi aren't on my good side, got it?"
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Jyo
Kid
Jedi Padawan
You can kill a man. But killing his spirit is a different matter.
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Post by Jyo on Oct 28, 2006 16:38:54 GMT 10
Jyo tilted his head curiously at the man's reactions. They weren't hostile yet they couldn't ever be mistaken for being friendly. "To be honest i didn't expect to run across you. I come from this world and am on leave from the Academy to visit my family. i did feel you through the force. Oddly thats what distracted me and caused our run in." he said calmly. He noticed a large catlike being not far off that stood out from others. He wasn't sure if it was a Cathar or a Togorian. He had never actually seen either race. But they were the only catlike beings of such size readily present in his mind.
Jyo looked back to the man in front of him. "I'm sorry those of my order have apparently gained your ire. I ment no intrusion upon you. I'll leave now if you wish." he said slightly dissapointed not to learn more about this man. But jyo wasn'tpushy in these situations. Besides he was Curious about the other being. it seemed to stand out to him. he gave the man before him another small bow and turned to start walking over to the catlike being.
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Post by Zedd on Nov 2, 2006 20:22:12 GMT 10
Ooc: sorry felt like I needed to post to something and this seemed like a good place to start.
Ic: Zedd slowly walked down the platform after hitching a ride on to corellia. 'it was fortunate that some of the traders owed me a favour or I would never have gotten here without being noticed' Zedd thought as he walked out the port.
Zedd hide his own power making sure he wouldn't be noticed by the young Jedi or the one he was asked to keep an eye on. 'I wonder why the counsel wanted me to fallow this man, he has left the order for a long time now...they must be getting nerves because all this sith activity, trying to see who their enemies and friends are before the real fight begins.' Zedd thought. Walking through the crowd, Zedd wouldn't be easily identified as a Jedi unless someone new who he was which would be difficult as he had been in complete seclusion training his skills again.
Zedds eye quickly caught the one he was meant to follow and report his movements though the situation already turned sour as the young Jedi bumped into him 'this could get more difficult now, since he will now be on the lookout for Jedi...the next time I see that boy I ' Zedd thought to himself walking past the two as if going about his own business, it was fortunate he wasn't restricted to wearing the Jedi robs or this would have been a short mission. Zedd stopped at a market stand close to them pretending to browse, while using his powers to enhance his hearing slightly to listen into the conversation.
"Are you wanting to buy something sir...Sir, ah you are looking at the new blaster it's very good well balanced" The keeper told him
"Iām sorry sir I have no interest in a blaster I have far better tools that this I am just having a look to see for the moment, I will notify if I wish to by something" Zedd told the shopkeeper
The shopkeeper was a bit shocked at his bluntness but decided not to argue with his costumer, knowing better.
Zedd stood their taking close looks at different items waiting for the Jedi to part.
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