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A Strange group of kids (Open to any LS, prefer SSC)

The town was busy with people. This was the best time for fun as everyone was out and getting things from the market place. On a roof over looking the market place was a boy and two girls. One of the girls had vibrant Pink hair and the other had sunbathed blond hair. The boy, who had piercing black hair was named Johnathan. He was the son of the Jedi [member="Jericho"] and the....well he never quite understood what his mother [member="Katagiri Ike"] did for a living.

Jonathan looked over the marketplace and then let out a loud sigh, "I am so bored! There has to be something to do today?!" He looked at the other two girls, these three were very different, but growing up together thened to bring even the opposite of people into close friendships. He fell onto his mat and grabbed his water pouring a little on his head; It was very hot considering both suns were at their peak points. On this roof was a sort of hidden away fort that the group had made so they could always have a spot to run to if things got dicie. Inside was a lot of their favourite things, a radio that was currently playing music Jonathan didn't like, but it was Abbey's choice. He sat there, twirling his gun that he carried around if things got bad.





[member="Nauren Oricion"] [member="Ari Miller"] [member="Sorel Crieff"] [member="Abbey Ainsley"]
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bACG4VZ-3nw&ab_channel=LeahBrownMusic​
Who could blame this music choice? It was from her favorite artists!
A hot day deserved a group of hot kids - and to further drag this brave assumption out, a group of hot headed kids. The HHK, which Abbey called them. It was soon to turn into a more formal tone of speech, the Huk. Despite any comments she got when she called them that, she continued to do so for her own amusement and tests of creativity. Slowly swinging her legs on the roof, and wearing the top amount of robe at her waist tied to make her a makeshift skirt, she turned to Jonathan in response to his complaining, then turned her head back to look at the grounds below.
For a long moment nothing came to mind, then she sparked up just barely and stood up, planting both of her heavy boots to the material on the roof. "Let's go rob a store." Too casual? Perhaps. "Or we could steal and race speeders in the dunes." She said the last part with a large grin planted on her face. She wasn't a good pilot, but she still liked to test her limits.
[member="Jonathan Hex"] | [member="Nauren Oricion"] | @Amber | [member="Ari Miller"] | [member="Sorel Crieff"]​
 
It was just another day for the small group of friends and like most others, nothing exciting was really happening. The group were in their "den" which was pretty much a rooftop they hung out on but that rooftop did provide one crucial thing, comfort. To a lot of people, Ari sometimes seemed out of place with the group due to her quiet nature but she was just as valued as any other in the group. Ari was with her legs crossed switching her stare between the bustling market and the beaming horizon. The girl listened to Jonathan's complaints of boredom and nodded along in agreement. The group had been sat there for a while, surely there was something they could do?


Ari was fiddling with a section of her bright pink hair when a certain sentence caught her attention. That sentence was Abbey proposing the theft of speeders so they could race them over the dunes. Eyes widened Ari quickly turned to her and said with a nervous laugh "Sounds a bit dangerous does it not?". Ari began to tap her fingers on the ground to the beat of the music coming from the radio. Jonathan may not have been the biggest fan but Ari quite enjoyed it. Diverting her attention from her fingers, Ari turned to the others. "We should think of something soon, would be a shame to waste the day" she said with a soft smile.


[member="Abbey Ainsley"] [member="Jonathan Hex"] [member="Nauren Oricion"]
 
[member="Jonathan Hex"] [member="Ari Miller"] [member="Abbey Ainsley"]

Yeah a shame to waste the day..... well standing there as the atrisian looked at her cousin... She could only think of one thing..... He still had such pinchable cheeks. She contained her excitement of getting to do something fun while rubbing her hands together raising a delicate eyebrow to him. "So you have a plan right?.... and not something your mom is going to like be upset about. She is scary when she wants to be." She stayed there looking at him but seeing the others who were there before she checked her ponytail was nice and tight to keep strands of hair out of her face keeping her collapsed staff on her hip.
 
[member="Jonathan Hex"] [member="Abbey Ainsley"] [member="Ari Miller"] [member="Orihime Ike"]

Nauren had been watching the three... or four it seemed, for a short time and rested his chin in his hand with a small smile, his eyes shining a bit at the mention of a small little race. That could be alot of fun but first, it was probably a good idea that he spoke to these ones before simply appearing out of no where... so how was the best way to introduce yourself to three others contemplating whether to go on this fun little escapade of theirs without scattering them? Well that was simple.

"You know... stealing a speeder or two would be illegal... alot of fun though." He smiled as he sat there and gave a small wave with his free hand, eyes switching between each of them. This was a strange little situation, his eyes had given him a bit of a sight into these ones before him yet he still looked at them in curiosity. They spoke of doing something interesting enough but considering he didn't see them around this often it almost felt like they were newcomers to this little spot of theirs.

Well, he supposed time would tell.
 
The sc ene was growing bigger by the second and one of the newcomers Jonathan had never met before. He began to wonder why their secret hideaway was not so secret. Grant it, he should have figure his cousin could find it so easily. He began to think for a bit. Robbing a shop would be too messy and stealing speeders they did a week ago. He needed a plan, something fresh, something fun, maybe a little dangerous. He knew they were on the Silver Jedi's main capital so he could choose to mess with them in some way, but how?

A smile then formed to his lips, "No, haha I got a better idea. Let's pull a prank on the the Grandmaster himself, [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]!" He smirked at this idea, but for the life of him he had no idea what to do to him, "Anyone got any ideas?"


[member="Nauren Oricion"] [member="Ari Miller"] [member="Sorel Crieff"] [member="Abbey Ainsley"] [member="Orihime Ike"]
 
"The grandmaster? Even I know that's suicide." She crossed her arms in a sign of refusal to the plans. It seemed all too dangerous if they didn't plan it just right. Sitting back down next to the radio, she tuned the station to something else - something a little softer and more threatening with lyrics.

[member="Jonathan Hex"] [member="Nauren Oricion"] [member="Orihime Ike"] [member="Ari Miller"]
 

Sorel Crieff

Ready are you? What know you of ready?
[member="Abbey Ainsley"] [member="Jonathan Hex"] [member="Nauren Oricion"] [member="Orihime Ike"] [member="Ari Miller"]

In any group there were types. You know, the brave one, the joker. The quiet one and the brainy one. Well Sorel was the sensible one. Maybe it was because she was a latecomer to the group - she joined as a friend of Abbey and Orihime. Maybe it was the fact that the butt of many of their pranks was her own Master? Regardless, she filled the role gladly and entirely stereotypically.

But today was too hot for even complaining at their madcap plans. Sure she wore the bracelet her Master gifted her and was able to stand the heat comfortably - even in full Jedi robes - but the heat did something to the atmosphere that the bracelet couldn't regulate. It turned teenagers into bored children, looking for ever more foolish ways to interest themselves. And their current course of planning? On a scale, it went past Plain Dumb, cruised past Really Stupid and hovered around Suicidal. She should know - most of their pranks were similarly calibrated. But to pick on the Grand Master? She didn't even have the energy to shake her head, such was the zapping of life that the heat provoked.

So she chose not to complain - often they settled on a plan just because she objected and so she didn't want to goad them into picking this one. And it had to be said that she always went along with them - if only to limit the amount of harm they could get into. But right now she simply lay on her back and shielded her eyes with the back of her hand. In truth? Something plain idiotic would be a welcome change right now. Not that she'd admit to it of course. She had a reputation to uphold.
 

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