A Headpat and a Meeting of Ghosts (OotG)

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Karrus Zorathi"] [member="Saran Drast"] [member="Tindōmiselde Tokani"] [member="Veino Garn"]

"Ya i picked up these two while i was out and about... well ok, Tokani there, the girl. She showed up on her own but tomato tomatoe." Her hands worked at the root of the tree she tended too so frequently and almost to the point of religious dedication. Feeding it with here own energy as she picked apart the woman before her on in the same way that she was picking Alex apart. The problem then became though that she asked about a very sore subject and one that Alexandra knew would not be dodged so easily.

"As for thaat fox brained moron..." Her voice came cold, emotionless, or atleast that was how she tried to make it sound. Instead there remained that lower hint of emotion, that hidden bit that she couldn't hide. That pain and hurt at having lost him from her life and the people they were both connected to. She did miss him after all, he was the one person she had given every ounce of her trust to and he hard tarnished it and torn it to bits and destroyed it. Her mind still had that problem of not being able to forget her, and yet, her eyes betrayed what her emotionless voice didn't tell Saran alone. "I don't care what happened to him."

 

[Saran Drast]

Saran stopped for a moment, closing her hand around the crystal, feeling the sharp edge dig into her palm. She frowned. "You don't always have to be tough, Alex." She sighed. "I know that's not true. You can't just drop people that close to you like that. Believe me, I've tried." She sighed, remembering Gen. Her friend, who had almost ordered the death of her sister. Gen, who had destroyed her home. Gen, whom she had considered going and killing herself. Gen, the woman she had fought alongside for years. Gen, whose life she had saved. Ashla, she wished she hadn't somedays.

She left those words hang in the air for a minute. She didn't know if Alex would respond. Then she rested a hand on her friend's shoulder, the other still holding the crystal. "But you don't have to tell me. Just know that I'm here if you need me."

[member="Alexandra Feanor"] [member="Karrus Zorathi"] [member="Tindōmiselde Tokani"] [member="Veino Garn"]

 

[WolfMortum]

Karrus sort of just stood there watching and listening to the two, [member="Alexandra Feanor"] and [member="Saran Drast"] not really following what it was they were talking about. Twili seemed to be taking her time in approaching/catching up to him so he questioned for a moment if he shouldn't have stuck out of sight but it was too late now and he was out amongst the others. Rather than being a bother to anyone however, he found himself a nice waist high stone-brick wall and perched himself atop of it, pulling his feet up to cross his legs and leaning forward, his weight held by his elbows digging into his legs, his eyes glanced around the temple rather curiously. For the time being, there wasn't much else he could do other than wonder about the new place he'd found himself in. It didn't really bother that he barely knew these people he was supposedly living with now, he'd always been on his own really so since Eriadu, he'd learned to take what comes and try not to sweat the small things but simply enjoy himself and that was the plan for him that night; take it an hour at a time and see what happens.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Saran Drast"] [member="Karrus Zorathi"]

Alexandra sighed and waved her hand before directing her eyes to Karrus with a smile. "Karrus, come meet an old friend of mine. One of the original members of the order from back when i was Echani." She smiled and after a moment of thought she closed her eyes. In a few seconds her hair started to shift in color, returning to the silvered color that Saran would know all too well and her black hair mixing with that those silver strands that she made appear as an illusion through the force. It was something simple and it incorporated both the new features she had as well as the hair she had been so proud of before looking back at Saran. "Hows this, bring back enough memories of the old days?" She had returned to being that lady of silver, dressed in clothes that blended with her hair.

[member="Veino Garn"] [member="Tindōmiselde Tokani"]

 

[WolfMortum]

He did as was asked of him, slowly shuffling forward from his seat to hop back down and wander back out towards [member="Alexandra Feanor"] and [member="Saran Drast"], the latter who hadn't seemed overly joyed to see others around, or perhaps it was just that he was a kid and most people thought kids were annoying and loud; or at-least in Karrus' experience they'd so often voiced as much. Truth be told, he didn't really know much of the Echani people, he'd heard of the name before but doubted he'd ever actually met one and been conscious of it but when Alexandra shifted to change her appearance, the tone of her hair and skin growing in a different light, Karrus stared blankly up at her forgetting his former questions over the Echani people and only glancing back to Seran in disbelief and the need for assurance before quickly looking back to the women in case he missed something else.

"How....-Did you do that?" He asked aloud, lifting his right hand to casually point to her as if she needed any further elaboration of what he was asking; Karrus hadn't seen anyone change in such a way and if he'd known how to do the same, living on the streets of Eriadu would've been so much easier to avoid all the bullies back Home. "Is that something you can do with the Force?" He asked further, unsure if that was the case or if it was a trait of her species; humans like himself didn't have such luck, that he was aware of after all.

 

[Saran Drast]

Saran watched Alex do something with her hair in the force. She wasn't sure what, but she could tell Alex had changed something. She gave a small chuckle at Karrus's reaction. "My guess is that it's an illusion. Changing her looks. Based on what she said, to look younger." She smiled. "Name's Saran." It had been too long since there were youngsters running around. It was good to be back to this place. She had been gone too long. But it was good to finally be back. Finally be home. But still, there was something missing. "It feels kinda empty. Like there should be more than five people here." Maybe it was time for them to make some move, do something to draw in students. Get their name out there. But maybe this was better.

She paused for a moment, thinking about something, rubbing the crystal in her hand. "What did you mean 'was an Echani'?" she asked quietly, not sure what to think of that sentence. What had happened?

[member="Alexandra Feanor"] [member="Karrus Zorathi"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Karrus Zorathi"] [member="Saran Drast"]

She smiled at Karrus as he showed interest in the change she had put her appearance through. "I used an illusion to change my hair color to look more like I used to, granted I looked a bit older back then but that is one thing I can thank my unfortunate end for..." She suddenly remembered that no one here would understand what she was talking about and as her eyes cast downwards she thought about how to speak of what happened to her. "You know how I used to support the Sith, how I still even believe in their code over that of the Jedi one..." Her eyes avoided any of theirs though as she recounted it.

"Well, the Sith decided my uses were at their end, so they betrayed me and tried to paint me a traitor even though evidence showed that I was not. None the less that Kangeroo court found me guilty and as part of it I had both arms torn off and then thrown into the Netherworld where I was trapped for a while. Finally, I was drawn out of that hell, but I could not leave with my old body as it had died with the loss of its arms, that's why I have this tail now... I died Saran, for all purposes I died and after I was brought back I was abandoned by everyone..." She kept her head down as her body started to shake lightly. She could still feel the pain of being left without anyone anymore, mixed with the pains of dying, of losing her arms, of being without anyone for two years. She had been secluded and alone, she was alone still in a way no one here could fill.

[member="Veino Garn"] [member="Tindōmiselde Tokani"]

 

[WolfMortum]

Karrus didn't really follow much of what [member="Alexandra Feanor"] was talking about though the obvious was that she was saying she had died before and somehow come back, that and one other thing stuck out clearly to him more so than anything else she said, she believed in the code of the Sith. Even in his youth, Karrus had been led to believe that the Sith were a great threat to the galaxy, the Jedi had warned him of them and of the Dark Side of the Force and it's potential to corrupt all good natures in the people sensitive to it; yet she believed in it still even though those people had killed her, that kind of blind faith would have seemed frightening to him had he not known so many others capable of wielding the Force, follow the same path, regardless of the sides they had chosen for themselves.

Maybe he shouldn't have been so surprised at the change in her appearance, in comparison with what she'd just told them, it seemed irrelevant when Karrus found himself questioning her voiced opinion. Though it wasn't up for debate, nor anyone's right to judge, he was still so inexperienced and lacked true teaching outside of the Jedi Order; even within, his experiences were so limited in the two years he'd spent on Voss. Rather than say anything stupid, he just chose to stand in his place beside [member="Saran Drast"], his eyes searching Alexandra while his mind worked, silently questioning what it all meant for him, his future and possible learning in the coming days. Was he to become like the Sith, or would he be encouraged to follow the path of the Jedi...-He didn't know.

 

[Tindōmiselde Tokani]

Tindōmiselde made her way forward a bit more as [member="Karrus Zorathi"] was called forward but she still said nothing. She could tell that they were talking of very important things, but she couldn't shake the thought that Alex had, and of how she'd died. Twili had come to not hate the Jedi nor the Sith in her short time here, but it didn't mean there wasn't some resentment building up. She pushed that down and gave herself five reasons why that was bad.

The look on her face more bordered worry than anything else though. Worry about her new master and her state of mind after being through such an experience. Worry about how she, Tokani, should be handling things right now. And lastly, a bit of confusion at the illusion, even though [member="Saran Drast"] had identified it.

[member="Alexandra Feanor"]