PUBLIC Death in the... Family? [Open to all Jedi]

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  1. Lanik Dawnstar

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    Lanik’s jaw tightened as he listened to Corin tell about the other enclaves that had fallen. This was why Lanik had set off on his own mission away from the New Republic. It was obvious that their power had waned, and with them so too did the Jedi. They were scattered, that made them weak, easy pickings for those strong enough to ambush and kill them. The urge to jettison off the planet to ensure other enclave safeties was at the forefront of the Jedi’s mind. Yet he couldn't, his call was elsewhere.

    Biting at his lower lip, Lanik was lost in thought. He noted the others that came to the party, but it was the voice of one of his old mentors that caught his attention. Syala, she had been another one of the Jedi that played a role in his development. Where Valryss had been the one to forge the calian’s skills in saber play and physicality, it was Syala that had helped develop the boy's mind. Who had taught and aided him in coping with the vast issues that came with force empathy. How many hours had he spent with her learning, laughing? Yet much like Valryss she abandoned not only the order but him as well. The padawan couldn’t bring himself to offer a similar sentiment, only a slight smile. There was no time for him to address the emotions he wished to espout.

    The tingling at the back of Lanik’s mind continued to grow to where it crept down his spine. His eyes instinctively darted back over to the man with the strange presence. That weird thread that connected him to the force, how it wavered between a variety of colors. Something the padawan had never seen before. Reaching out with the force like a moth drawn to a flame, Lanik sought to connect with it.

    Before he could, the padawan was caught unawares by Corrin’s statement. A small surge of aggravation began to rise up, but the Jedi quickly quashed it. It was simply the way some Jedi still thought that padawans weren’t able to take care of themselves, or that they required their aid.

    “Worry about yourselves and the others.” The calian scoffed, a roll of his eyes far from hidden. “I have my own duties to take care of. I’ll contact you, I can’t risk being caught talking with Jedi. Even those who are no longer a part of the order. I risked enough just coming out here. I’ll keep my ear to the ground and report on anything I come to learn.”

    The entire time Lanik spoke his eyes never left the form of Taldran, the multicolor ribbon drawing the Jedi in. This time he reached out to touch it. A filament of force energy stretched out from Lanik to touch and entangle itself with Taldran’s to feel the emotions that he exuded into the force.

    Darth Cerebrous | Tyra Kadenze | Thalrisin jai Shaegol | Valryss Zan Kaar | Corin
     
  2. Thalrisin jai Shaegol

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    Thalrisin didn’t especially like the idea of combat anymore, he didn’t enjoy the idea of clashing sabers and blaster shot, all of it was such a distant memory despite being so few years ago. He had grown used to the call of songbirds in the woodlands of Naboo, the rushing of lava in the caves of Mustafar, and the silent whipping of winds through the Valley of the Dark Lords, he had grown accustomed to the… peace as it were. Passing as it was, he still found himself hesitating for the slightest moment. Confronting these Jedi-slayers, while his goal, would inevitably lead to some form of scuffle, he doubted that they would just be talked down from their bloody crusade. It wasn’t the thought of the fight itself, but the idea that it might escalate into taking a life. Regardless of how he felt about it, it wasn’t his decision to make. The Force pulled on him by strings here or there, and he was never one to deny their call. If there was an opposite energy to sloth in this universe, it would be the Force. It sent him down currents and up streams, through the darkest nights and brightest days, it had managed to get him this far, and even now he felt the Wisps of the Light begging him, no, demanding of him to take up his saber in the defense of his brethren. The Jedi may be a way apart from his own teachings and philosophy, but in this Long War between Light and Dark, one couldn’t be picky with their allies.

    Besides, many of them seemed like kind people, at least on initial meetings.

    I can promise my blade, Ryv. The Galaxy was a safe place once, we can make that right again.” He nodded as he spoke.

    There were tendrils echoing in the background of the Force, another call. A feeling just beyond the slaughter of the padawans and their guardians at this Temple. It was like a scream locked under several tons of durasteel. He could feel the vibrations but not make out the specifics, if he just reached out. He could start peeling away the layers and-



    He was brought out of his trance by a rather blunt statement from Lanik. Blinking at the man from behind his mask, his mind instantly began to wander from the dread he was closing in on to what was said. Why even come here if you were going to have such an attitude when convening with Jedi? Thalrisin didn’t even count himself among their Order but even he was more calm than this man.

    “Might I ask what’s the trouble, my friend? I doubt we’re being watched, I am certain one of the many Force Sensitives here would have sensed something by now. You have nothing to fear by just being here.”


    Lanik Dawnstar | Tyra Kadenze | Syala Daivik | Valryss Zan Kaar | Darth Cerebrous | Aldritch Kaal | Auryn Nakada | Corin
     
  3. Darth Cerebrous

    Darth Cerebrous The Crawling Chaos
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    The Sith Lord's puppet remained quiet, observing the naivete that was somehow present among a few of the greatest Jedi in the galaxy, or those trained by them. But that was just it, he thought: certainty was the way of the Sith. It was what separated them from the Jedi, to be certain of one's actions, of one's future. The Jedi too often relied blindly on hope, the hope that they would learn what had transpired here... the hope that they could survive it together if it happened again. It would be harder to defeat them were they united, he knew that much. Soon they would see through his illusion, soon his puppet would be rendered useless. But there was always more, a galaxy full of pawns

    The images of the dead crossed Taldrans mind again, and again. Slowly he slipped further into darkness, sinking as if the windows of his eyes were getting further and further away. This time it was different. No weight of a weapon in his grip, no rush of adrenaline, no heat or the smell of fresh blood. Everything was cold. The eyes he saw through now were not those of a killer, but an observer, and from a strange and inky blackness he observed as Master and Padawan alike were cut down by the shadowy assailants. Their swings were wild with passion, unlike anything Taldran had seen in his training, but the way they moved across the room from one target to the next was chilling and calculated. They spared no time and no life. As the last of the Padawans in his field of view was struck down, his vision began to recede, fading back into the abyssal darkness...
     
  4. Corin

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    There was far too much going on for the typically isolated Jedi Master to keep up.

    He followed Syala's gaze to Taldran. His eyes narrowed briefly upon seeing that same inner pain from before. A silent scream. A plea for help, a release from whatever troubled him at that moment. It became difficult to even keep up with Lanik's frustration and Thalrisin's confusion. Corin nearly broke away, his concern now piqued, but the khaleesh's words brought him back to the moment.

    "I am glad to hear that, friend," Corin said, glancing between Taldran and Thalrisin. "I intend on traveling to Ossus sometime soon. Maybe find more evidence on whatever the hell happened here," he motioned around them. "I'll reach out after that if I manage a lead. Whoever caused all this, well, I'd hate to catch them on my own. Seems like it could turn an already bad day worse... much, much worse."

    Rather than engage Lanik, the Jedi Master turned towards Taldran completely. He stepped forward and reached out to press his hand against the padawan's forehead.

    Corin expanded his senses beyond the material. An ethereal sense fell over him. The Force blanketed all things. It gave the galaxy an otherworldly quality in that everything and everyone touched by the metaphysical power resonated in their own unique way. For someone like Corin, he existed in a state of perpetual motion on the physical plane, but his spirit presented itself as one would come to recognize as the eye amongst the storm. The galaxy raged around him, yet he remained unmoving. Unbothered by the chaos.

    Whereas Taldran, well, he was anything but calm.

    The powers projected around him were sporadic at best. Anarchy raged through his mind as the young padawan fought an unwinnable battle against some dark horror far beyond his abilities. His plea for protection from this beast now sounded loud and clear in Corin's minds-eye. He reached out with his other hand to grasp the padawan's wrist.

    "Something is skulking within his mind," Corin looked to Syala. "If you know any way to free him from mind control, now's most certainly the time to do it."

     
  5. Syala Daivik

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    "Try to keep him calm, if you can." Syala could only imagine the terror experienced from being trapped in one's own mind, unable to free yourself no matter how hard you struggled. She gently took Taldran's other hand in both of hers, looking to Corin and nodding her head before she closed her eyes and let herself sink into the Force and all it had to offer, the world around her fading away to reveal another that existed within and around them all.

    When she awakened in the ethereal it was as if she stepped into nowhere and nothing, an inky darkness surrounding her and threatening to choke the life from anything within it. Her breath caught in her throat but she willed herself to serenity, taking in the void around her and searching within it for a spark of the light she knew had once resided here. In this realm she existed as a stark contrast, a shining beacon of warmth and peace, safety where around her there was chaos and fear. She pushed her presence onwards in an attempt to break through the shroud pressing onwards to find the young Jedi, now lost.

    The same feeling of dread that accompanied her arrival on Dantooine upon encountering the graves was dominant here, tangibly cold in a way that wasn't physical and cut to your core in the way a natural phenomena wasn't capable of. Instead of struggling she allowed it to happen, flowing through and around the pain like a river. Her intent existed beyond herself to the one trapped here, something that made her both stronger and weaker than her foe. Though she dared not think it, Tyra's words echoed in her mind now. Perhaps this was the doing of their age-old enemy after all.

    For the first time she reached out not to Taldran, but the darkness that encompassed him, forcing it to acknowledge her. "I know you can sense me." Her voice echoed into the emptiness, and she hoped her adversary wasn't the only one that heard it. "Let him go. I know what you are, and what you've done." Like a wall of stone the dark resisted all attempts to push it back, but that only strengthened her resolve, and she pushed back twice as hard as before. "I don't fear you, Sith." The word tasted sour as it reverberated into the void, and as much as she didn't want to believe it she knew it was the truth of what they'd encountered here.

    All she could do now was hope she was strong enough to defeat it.
     
  6. Darth Cerebrous

    Darth Cerebrous The Crawling Chaos
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    From behind his vessel's sunken eyes, the Sith watched intently as the Jedi grabbed a hold of Taldran's hand. But Taldran was no longer there. Perhaps somehow in the darkest depths of the void his consciousness had been plunged... perhaps he felt the calming touch of the light, sparing him for a moment from the mind-rending experience of this possession.

    Their minds met in the ethereal void, her a shining light against the darkness, him merely an inky black silhouette. The darkness surrounded Master Syala, pushing back against her in psychic warfare. She was strong, hopeful... but ultimately she had already failed.

    "Clever, Jedi. I knew you would eventually realize my charade, see me for what I truly am. I am Sith, and you do not fear me only because you do not understand me. You claim to know what I have done, but you have seen only a fraction of it."

    Syala Daivik Lanik Dawnstar Corin Tyra Kadenze Thalrisin jai Shaegol
     
  7. Syala Daivik

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    As the darkness seemed to take a nebulous form that almost resembled something humanoid Syala turned to face it directly, maintaining her quiet stoicism. "You're right, I don't understand you." She tested her strength against his own carefully, pushing back against the walls of nothing that threatened to close in on all sides. To fight here was far different than in the physical realm, but even still she refused to pursue outright retaliation.

    "But I don't need to. I know what you're like. I've seen enough." Her voice, though soft and hardly threatening, had an accusatory edge to it. There was no leap of logic required to understand that he was the one behind not only this massacre, but the others that had taken place before. This was their foe, then, one who took over the minds of others to complete his work.

    While they spoke she continued testing how far she could repress his influence and reach through to seek out the person she knew still existed somewhere in this mind. She refused to believe all was lost, both for her own sake and that of those she had just met. "Let him go." She repeated herself more firmly now, a command where before it had been more a request. "This doesn't have to end badly. I don't intend to hurt you." Not, at least, if she could help it.
     
  8. Darth Cerebrous

    Darth Cerebrous The Crawling Chaos
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    "You think that possible, even if you wished?" the Sith Lord's silhouette scoffed in deep macabre tone. He reveled in the thought that this Jedi Master might try to strike him down, here his own domain. He couldn't release Taldran for them... not yet. The Jedi may have served his primary purpose, but there was more that Cerebrous could use him for.

    "When I leave the psyche of this man, you will have lost more than you gain. You may think that you are above understanding me, focused only in the here and now. When I leave, you will be none the wiser. Can you truly say to me that you are not curious, of my presence, of my motives?" he egged her on, provoking her to think beyond the selfless nature of her order. The firing of a single neuron in his direction could set her mind rolling downwards. He wanted them to understand, he wanted them to pursue... because they could only follow him so far into the darkness.

    Perhaps it would be now, perhaps it would be later, but his crimes against them would not go unanswered. And when they sought him, in the darkest corners of the galaxy, they would wish they had all be so ignorant...

    Syala Daivik Corin Tyra Kadenze Lanik Dawnstar Thalrisin jai Shaegol
     
  9. Syala Daivik

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    "I think you're arrogant, truly." That, to her, was the true downfall of his kind. It would be foolish to deny his power, especially here and now, but where he saw certainty she saw a dangerous overconfidence liable to be exploited by those more inclined to violence than herself. Provocation, however, left an opening. And presently, an opening was all she needed.

    His questioning gave her pause, but she wouldn't deny him honesty. That much even he was deserving of. "Curious? I suppose so. But given what you've implied your intentions to be, it would be unwise to share your motives with those you're trying to destroy, yes?" Despite the lack of a true corporeal form the smile would be evident in her voice.

    "But if you're inclined to share, go ahead. I don't intend to leave until you've released him, so there is time." Syala had ceased testing the boundaries of her reach, conserving her energy for when it would be needed to escort Taldran from his metaphysical prison. For the moment, she was as close to content as one could be given her conversation partner.
     
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    "Good, good. I will release the boy as you ask. He serves me no purpose. I will leave you with a parting... gift, shall we say? You are resolute, Master Jedi, but you are ignorant." It angered the Sith that she did not give into the chase, but so be it. He doubted his ability to corrupt such a strong willed Jedi, but there would be time enough to destroy her, and them all, in the future.

    The Sith reached a spirit-like hand out towards the Jedi, its bony and emaciated form shifted into a writhing mass of tentacles. He reached for her presence in the force, then through to the pineal gland in the seat of her mind. He delivered unto her a vision of the future, perhaps a creation of his own or perhaps a premonition of coming years. He sent images rushing through her head, nearly incomprehensible visions of the end times rushing by in a flurry. Perhaps they would mean nothing to her now, but piece by piece she would see these visions clearer in dreams. Regardless of what she made of them, there was little she could do to stop the plans already in motion by Sith across the galaxy.

    Then his shadowy form dissipated, the mental arena they had created together subsiding, darkness retreating from Taldran's head. Where the boy had stood encircled by the Jedi, he collapsed without warning to the ground. His eyes rolled forward and fluttered as he broke from a deep nightmare. His own eyes saw the world again, but the voices in his head remained. The darkness... it still called to him. The images of the massacre, the feeling of the Sith inside his mind... it all replayed over and over. He clutched at his temples, shaking his head violently as he dug his fingers into his head in pain and anger.

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    As the darkness faded to be replaced with reality, her eyes remained closed as the cascade of apocalyptic scenes replayed themselves in her mind. When her eyes did open Syala reached up to hold her head, taking a measured breath and exhaling slowly, willing the headache she felt emerging to subside but only managing to reduce it to a dull ache. That sense of uneasiness followed her to the waking world even as she tried to shrug it off, reminding herself that despite all she had seen she was here among friends and allies.

    Besides, there were others that needed caring for first. When Taldran collapsed she knelt beside him, placing her hands over his own and gently pulling them away from his head, holding them as she imparted a feeling of peace and warmth through the Force. "You're safe now, it's okay." She didn't let his hands go until he relaxed at least slightly, helping him to sit up. "I'm right here, Taldran. I'm here." There was little that could be said to truly soothe him from all that he'd seen, and she knew that well, but what little comfort she could provide would be given.

    A concerned look was all she would give Corin, and after allowing him to sit for a few moments she helped Taldran to his feet, letting him lean on her for support if needed. "I'm going to take him inside to rest. I'll return in a few minutes."

    There was little left of what had once been the temple, and that became evident no more than after stepping inside. But he had been here even before the Sith had wrested control of his mind, and she would find somewhere for him to rest regardless. After some moments of walking she found a small cot tucked into an alcove, and by its look found it to be recently abandoned and therefore belonging to him or another recent resident of the grounds either before or after the tragedy. She helped him to lay down, concern plain on her face as he closed his eyes. "Rest, please. You need it."

    For a while she remained there with him, brushing against his aura with her own in the Force, supplementing his complete lack of energy with what she could offer to hopefully stave off the worst of the exhaustion. She was no healer, but would do what she was able. "I must go speak with the others about what I saw, but I'm not going to leave this temple or this planet without first returning to you. I promise." A small smile found her amidst all the chaos and destruction that surrounded him, and she turned to quietly leave and reconvene with the rest of them. It seemed there was more still to discuss.
     
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