Belizarius Krusi
Jedi Scholar
OCC: practically this is so I can create a story arc for my character to catch him up. I was just going to fill out my factbook more but I found it kinda, bare. I had a series of ideas about what I wanted to do and it was hard to know what felt right by just rushing an explanation. I am hoping this thread allows me to more organically fill in the blanks over time. Might take awhile but at the end I can hopefully get an idea for the direction I want Belizarius to go.
Nadiem, 1 and a half years ago
"So, you believe that you don't owe them an explanation... you're just going to leave?" Varess said as Belizarius was packing away his books into crates and closing them up. He looked at her with frustration in his eyes from her questioning his life choices which he did enough himself.
"I don't owe the Republic anything, it's been months since this government was formulated and already I just see too much of old history repeating itself. It's practically a rump state on the border of wildspace manipulating worlds into joining it's rank, so yeah, I'm leaving" He closed the last container that held his Jedi Shadow robes, in the last few months the Republic had grown increasing bold with it's expansion in the region and he didn't see it ending well. He wasn't going to wait around for this to collapse all around him and he could still do good without wasting what talents he had on a doomed venture.
They both started walking out with a hover-trolley carrying the crates to his ship. Varess could sense that as much as Belizarius had a speech for leaving all planned out in his head this was about more than all that. She had only knew the Jedi for the last two months but there was something more to all of this. He didn't sleep well and this is something that he's offhand mentioned happens quite often. He has night-terrors and working for the Republic doesn't seem to be helping him sleep at night. She could feel that he was more angry and paranoid about himself than anything else and it had something to do with his dreams.
They finally managed to make it to the garbage pile that was the Watchman, Varess started to worry "You aren't.... serious right? I thought you would have organized a transport" she had been forced to fly on this ship a few times now and hated it every single time. Her favorite memory was when the life support failed for 2 hours and they had to use space suits while trying to repair it. Which wouldn't be so bad if the communication systems on the ship didn't constantly fail to communicate with anything that wasn't 'waving hand out the window' distance.
"Yeah, because if there is one job in this entire galaxy that pays well.. it's a Jedi" he pulled down a lever on the side of the rear door and it creaked to life as it slowly lowered, it stopped about 50cm from where it should have gone and Belizarius sighs "Just bloody once" as he kicked the ship and it falls down with a sharp "clunk". They placed the crates down and he turns around to her.
"You don't need to come with me. I don't even know where I am going at this point and it might not be safe" the Twi'lek gave him a puzzling look, sometimes he did worry that her time as a slave meant that she just followed orders and he felt like he had to be remind her at times that she actually does have a choice in what happens in her future. A grin then appears on her face "oh no, you said that you'd make sure that I was fine remember? not going to let you abandon me now you've lost your chance to do that" Belizarius was taken aback by that statement and looked worried but in the end the company might do him some good. He pulls on a lever on the inside of the door which started closing it and the screech from then door ruined any moment that they could of been having as it was deafening.
He moves past the mid-section of the ship and past the beds, he was going to have to get used to living like this again and it was not going to be pleasant but part of him could feel that even if he was unsure this seemed like the right course of action to take. He walked into the cockpit with it's four seats and took his place at the main pilot station. Varess taking on the position of co-pilot as he'd been making a point of teaching her the very small amount of knowledge he had on properly flying a vessel, he was mainly hoping she would one day become better than him and he could never had to do this again... but that was unlikely.
As the ship lifted off, Varess turned to him and said "So, what are we doing now?" Belizarius plotted a course in his computer as the sky gave way to the stars and for the first time in awhile he was free. "Jabiim" as he pulled the lever to enter hyperspace and left the Republic behind.
Nadiem, 1 and a half years ago
"So, you believe that you don't owe them an explanation... you're just going to leave?" Varess said as Belizarius was packing away his books into crates and closing them up. He looked at her with frustration in his eyes from her questioning his life choices which he did enough himself.
"I don't owe the Republic anything, it's been months since this government was formulated and already I just see too much of old history repeating itself. It's practically a rump state on the border of wildspace manipulating worlds into joining it's rank, so yeah, I'm leaving" He closed the last container that held his Jedi Shadow robes, in the last few months the Republic had grown increasing bold with it's expansion in the region and he didn't see it ending well. He wasn't going to wait around for this to collapse all around him and he could still do good without wasting what talents he had on a doomed venture.
They both started walking out with a hover-trolley carrying the crates to his ship. Varess could sense that as much as Belizarius had a speech for leaving all planned out in his head this was about more than all that. She had only knew the Jedi for the last two months but there was something more to all of this. He didn't sleep well and this is something that he's offhand mentioned happens quite often. He has night-terrors and working for the Republic doesn't seem to be helping him sleep at night. She could feel that he was more angry and paranoid about himself than anything else and it had something to do with his dreams.
They finally managed to make it to the garbage pile that was the Watchman, Varess started to worry "You aren't.... serious right? I thought you would have organized a transport" she had been forced to fly on this ship a few times now and hated it every single time. Her favorite memory was when the life support failed for 2 hours and they had to use space suits while trying to repair it. Which wouldn't be so bad if the communication systems on the ship didn't constantly fail to communicate with anything that wasn't 'waving hand out the window' distance.
"Yeah, because if there is one job in this entire galaxy that pays well.. it's a Jedi" he pulled down a lever on the side of the rear door and it creaked to life as it slowly lowered, it stopped about 50cm from where it should have gone and Belizarius sighs "Just bloody once" as he kicked the ship and it falls down with a sharp "clunk". They placed the crates down and he turns around to her.
"You don't need to come with me. I don't even know where I am going at this point and it might not be safe" the Twi'lek gave him a puzzling look, sometimes he did worry that her time as a slave meant that she just followed orders and he felt like he had to be remind her at times that she actually does have a choice in what happens in her future. A grin then appears on her face "oh no, you said that you'd make sure that I was fine remember? not going to let you abandon me now you've lost your chance to do that" Belizarius was taken aback by that statement and looked worried but in the end the company might do him some good. He pulls on a lever on the inside of the door which started closing it and the screech from then door ruined any moment that they could of been having as it was deafening.
He moves past the mid-section of the ship and past the beds, he was going to have to get used to living like this again and it was not going to be pleasant but part of him could feel that even if he was unsure this seemed like the right course of action to take. He walked into the cockpit with it's four seats and took his place at the main pilot station. Varess taking on the position of co-pilot as he'd been making a point of teaching her the very small amount of knowledge he had on properly flying a vessel, he was mainly hoping she would one day become better than him and he could never had to do this again... but that was unlikely.
As the ship lifted off, Varess turned to him and said "So, what are we doing now?" Belizarius plotted a course in his computer as the sky gave way to the stars and for the first time in awhile he was free. "Jabiim" as he pulled the lever to enter hyperspace and left the Republic behind.