Faction Camping Trip. (SJO)

[Damian Starchaser]

Damian couldn’t have said whose fault it was, not for sure. Oh there were suspects, and either one of them could have done it and as a matter of fact both had pushed him to it. His distant relative good old Uncle Coren had insisted, and Joza Perl had pushed and prodded. Truth be told he didn’t mind when Joza pushed and prodded when compared to Coren. Still, in his mind blame had to be assigned and the only logical, sane, and rational way to assign it was equally between the two.

So with the blame assigned Damian found himself on a beach, alone, and waiting for… students. Part of him hoped no one would bother showing up, part of him dreaded it. Still the sun was warm and the water was… well unusually frigid. It was better that way, offered more motivation and less incentive for lollygagging.

What was he to teach? He knew a little about healing with the force, but not more than any other masters who could teach it. He could enhance his physical abilities on an impressive scale but that was something personal to him, a feeling he doubted he could pass on. So what else was there? Well Jedi needed more training than just the force. Most Jedi he knew could fly a ship, but how many could take apart a com unit or rig a demolitions on an enemy installation? Is that what he wanted to teach? They were useful skills but he hardly wanted to be the person to teach young people to blow things up or break into homes.

A frown appeared on his face but was forced away near instantly. That left him one thing he could teach, survival and woodcraft. He was tempted to start this lesson in space on a ship and purposely crash into the ocean sinking the vessel to be recovered later. He doubted Coren would approve however and knew that other members of the order might not care for the risk no matter how calculated.

With the extreme measures taken off the table that left his second favorite method of teaching, that he taught anyone that much, beach vacation.

A small shuttle was parked on the sands prepared to take the group of whoever may show up to their destination, a small isolated island. There they would learn what they needed to know in a survival situation. At least that was the hope, no one had showed up yet.

Damian sat on the reclining chair with a parasol shading him as he waited.

 

[Okkeus Dainlei]

As I walked down the shuttle ramp, my feet hit the sand. Slowing shifting and sinking into it, I gazed upon the scenery. A beautiful beach area with small waves crashing onto the shore. A faint sound a water rippling could be heard in the distance.

From there I began to walk toward the man seated in the reclining chair. The sun was blocked from him by a small shade. My feet seemed to sink a little with each step. Small bits of sand shifted their way into my shoes. I feel like there will be lots more sand by the end of this.

When I saw the add for this class I didn’t know what to think of it. Unlike the normal classes, this one wasn’t teaching any force powers, but survival skills. My survival skills were ok, but not the best. Hopefully by the end of this that will change.

Damian Starchaser

 

[Myri Oakheart]

Damian Starchaser Okkeus Dainlei

Myri opened her eyes, slowly, just the barest flicker of motion as she peered down at the beach she'd settled on for a long nap. Someone had decided to park a ship on it. And had apparently invited people to join him. She could sense the Force in him. And while she appreciated meeting new Jedi, she appreciated it less when the Force brought them together while she rested. Not that she needed to return to her tree form, but it was a nice getaway from the political concerns that surrounded them.

The Neti opened her eyes the rest of the way and peered down at the approaching Jedi. She didn't say anything yet and since her eyes were four meters above the ground, she doubted they could see her. To engage or not to engage? The Force had brought them together after all. She stirred, shifting her form from its rest and striding along the beach towards. She didn't bother changing to her humanoid form yet.

It amused her to watch the reactions of others when a four meter tree started walking towards them.

 

[Caden Evesa]

He got permission to leave the temple this time.

After his last adventure from the temple to Takadana had got him scalded, he decided to go through the official channels to get leave from class. His masters at the temple were more than happy for him to go, and they actually praised him for getting permission this time.

He hated being young. The adult masters could go anywhere and do anything without having to get permission. For once he actually wanted to be an adult, he wanted to be able to travel without permission and learn on his own terms, learn what he actually wanted.

This lesson, as he had learnt from a former classmate wouldn't be force focused. That intrigued him slightly, he was very much interested in learning more about the living force but he was also aware that the Jedi needed more than the force to survive.

He walked across the sand.

Very rough, course and unpleasant, that was the only way he could describe the sand underneath him. He wasn't overkeen on the beaches or sand, he was learning that the more he traveled planet to planet. He wanted to avoid sand as much as possible.

He noted Okkeus Dainlei in the distance as he walked towards the meeting location, or at least the place that the force told him was the meeting location. Okkeus was becoming a friend slowly but surely, they were coming across each other more and more. Caden had to admit that he was starting to trust the young Jedi Knight just a little bit, and he wasn't sure if he had any issues with that.

He took his place in the group of people, and bowed.

"Master Starchaster, Master Dainlei"

He smiled softly and raised once again.

He was glad he had chosen a short sleeved version of his grey tunic and he was very glad he had not brought his cloak with him. He was extremely hot but he could imagine that he would have been even hotter if he had of chosen his regular attire.

He offered another grin to the group.

It was by chance he had chosen to turn around. At first he thought he was going mad, but the force told him otherwise. He felt a presence coming from the moving tree, not one he was familiar with but one that felt friendly enough.

How many people could see they had seen moving trees? In a lot of ways, he was anxious, but he was also aware that the galaxy was full of weird things and species. He was very much aware that it could have been anything, but he still wasn't taking his chances.

"Should I be concerned about the tree? It feels peaceful enough, but also, y'know, moving trees"

Damian Starchaser | Okkeus Dainlei | Myri Oakheart

 

[Brooke Waters]

Brooke had been hanging around with a Starchaser or two long enough to know which ones she could really trust. Her employer, or former employer, whatever, Marek, well he was great and all, but there were so many issues with him, and the big part was that he reminded her of where she came from. That dark hole she had found herself in after her parent’s death and her brush, and short lived embrace with the dark side. Brooke, Token to some of her friends, had always tried to be positive, it was why she’d been given a task to help manage some of the casinos for Marek. But eventually, she found herself needing more, she found her clan of Witches, Blue Coral Divers, and had taken some learning from Manu Xextos, before finding Coren Starchaser.

She’d heard tale of t he Jedi, and had been working to assist at the Praxeum. Jedi had a right to know what other ways the Force could be bent in different ways, and as a Witch she had more… worldly skills, and her brush with the dark side? She could recognize it. Of course, Master Coren Starchaser was watching her, but she was also tasked with helping keep tabs for the Jedi on various beings, though she’d never tell anyone that.

Still, a beach day, how could she turn that assignment away? The blonde smiled as she made it to where the class was, wondering if she could learn something, or at least teach, but what she saw when she got there… was that Marek? No… couldn’t be, right?

She pulled her bag a little closer to herself, still dressed mostly for the beach, but also decent enough to go into shops, had that been an issue. Still… it was a Starchaser, but who?

 

[Xian Xiao]

One of the first times Xian had been active with the Jedi was on a beach. When this opportunity came up, she just couldn't resist the chance to join them again. Sitting off by herself on the journey, the redhead hadn't chatted with any of the others going along. She had the feeling they would have many opportunities to do just that.

Standing up and stretching when they landed, she followed the other students and Master off the shuttle. Stretching, she got the feeling back into her legs and rear end. Now she took the time to see who the others with her were.

So far the Master, two teen boys, and two other females had exited the shuttle. Taking a place near to Damian, she also shared the shade the parasol provided. Turning her head when one of the Padawans spoke, he paid some respect to the Master and one of the others. Knowing this was proper, she did the same thing but kept silent.

Xian was confident she would do well in this class since she had learned to live on the streets of Coruscant. That confidence might be felt by the others around her.

Damian Starchaser Brooke Waters Okkeus Dainlei Caden Evesa

 

[Damian Starchaser]

Master Starchaser. That was something Damian wouldn’t get used to. He heard the large tree moving in the pack and saw the padawan indicating it. Leaning back in his chair and looking up at the tree he thought for a moment. He had met two netti in his life, both of which displayed characteristics close to this but neither were exact. Regardless of his positive identification of the species moving toward the group he didn’t sense any hostility. “It’s probably fine,” he said before looking back to the group.

“Anyways let’s get started. You’ve crash landed on an alien world, you don’t know when a rescue ship will arrive to save you. You’re objective? Survive.”

Damian stood up out of his chair and walked over to a nearby crate. Opening it he pulled out several Chase Wilderness Chronometers. “Basic survival chrono, with various functionality, most of which isn’t immediately important. There is a medical ande life form scanner which should be able to help you determine what alien matter is okay to eat, although given the variety of biomes I don’t guarantee taste.”

Picking up one of the chronometers he tossed it lightly at Caden. “It also has a rescue beacon and com unit. Everyone go ahead and take one.” Damian stepped to the side of the crate and gave the tree a quirked eyebrow.

He stared at Brooke, he knew her from somewhere but couldn’t exactly but his finger on it. It was from awhile ago, when he was young. “First priority would normally be to try and enhance the signal, create an antenna tower or use scraps of your crashed vessel. We’re going to skip this, this isn’t a technical class, I’d be happy to go over things with anyone interested later or you can consult with any number of techs who I am sure would love to talk your ears off.

After establishing a beacon you want to try to make the area you’re in visible. Even though people may detect your beacon due to environmental effects or any number of technological jamming they may not have your exact location. Mirrors can reflect sun light to get attention but I suggest a fire. That’s our first lesson. Fire is vital to the survival of most civilizations.”

Stepping over to the side he showed the group several primitive devices made from local materials along with some standard survival kit fare. “I understand some of you may have learned basic pyrokinesis abilities for todays purposes we’re going to assume you’re injured, or otherwise need to conserve your energy.”

“There is a lot of standard igniters that could come in a survival kit. Flint and Steel rod, fire pistons, matches, and in a pinch you could even use your lightsaber. We are going to pretend we don’t have access to these types of devices now.” Damian threw a piece of cloth over the various fire starters hiding them from sight. “Instead we’re going to focus on some of the harder and less conventional methods.” His hand pointed to what essentially amounted to some sticks placed on the ground. “We have here a hand drill, it’s slightly more mechanically complex cousin the bow drill, and a fire plow."

Damian sat down on the sand and began his instruction on how to create these basic tools. The difference in hard wood and soft wood and how to identify them on alien planets, a fingernail should dig into soft wood pretty easily, placing tinder made of local plant fibers and feeding it with oxygen. Damian blew on the embers after the final example of fire igniting a flame.

“Of course once you get a fire you better have some dry sticks and other kindling ready to create a proper camp fire.”

Damian lifted the burning bundle and threw it in a pit he’d prepared for the occasion piling some kindling and then adding a few larger sticks to a pile atop of it. He’d use the ashes later. “Alright, I’d like you all to try to make a small fire. Please keep it on the beach surrounded by sand.”

OOC: yeah so the post was getting lengthy I figured it was better not to go into excruciating detail of the process but I think we all know the basics right? Friction creates embers which light particles of wood. Add tinder made of plant fibers and blow to ignite.

Xian Xiao Brooke Waters Okkeus Dainlei Caden Evesa Myri Oakheart

 

[Kyra Perl]

The best part about the survival courses was the camouflage. Kyra had gotten MIGHTY good at that. Granted, that wasn't why they were here for the day, but that didn't mean Kyra couldn't take pleasure in trying.

Problem was, she was too good.

The padawan was left unnoticed by the others on the beach. Games were boring when you were the only one playing them. And then a tree besides her started to move.


Kyra yelped and scattered down from the branches, landing heavily and kicking up said as she puffed and panted to rejoin the safe circle of her people. She gave a wild look over her shoulder, her only solace being that the rest of the group largely seemed unphased.

"Did I hear rescue bacon?" She chirped, turning to look back at her peers. "I like bacon. Extra crispy-- can I cook it?" An eager, hungry look grew over her heart-shaped face. As per usual, Kyra had no clue what was going on.

 

[Marl]

Marl had been running late, With a rucksack on his back he came up to the group of Jedi. Marl looked around and quickly realized he was the only non-force-user around. He quickly tried to remember the flier... Was it a Jedi only camping trip? Marl shrugged it off, if worse came to worse he could stay out of the way and go fishing. Marl had survival skills, 800 years ago during the Clone Wars a lot of ARC training was teaching soldiers survival skills. Marl, not wanting to interrupt the Jedi Master with his class came in silently just as he heard some screaming as someone fell out of a tree. with one hand on his holstered blaster as she regained her composure.

"Did I hear rescue bacon?" The girl had said to the others in the group. "I like bacon. Extra crispy-- can I cook it?" the girl continued as Marl reached the edge of the circle. "Bacon?" Marl thought to himself, raising an eyebrow. "When in a survival situation would you have bacon on hand?" Marl became suspicious of the Jedi leading the group, not realizing the girl's own silliness. Marl watched silently as the Jedi continued explaining to the others.

Kyra Perl | Damian Starchaser | Xian Xiao | Brooke Waters | Caden Evesa | Okkeus Dainlei

 

[Okkeus Dainlei]

Okkeus watched as the fire began to grow. Fortunately, he had never need to make a fire in a survival situation before. But unfortunately, he had also never made a fire in a survival situation. When Master Starchaser finished his explanation, a scream could be heard. Turning its direction, his hand already on his lightsaber, Okkeus realized it was only Kyra. A small chuckled excited his mouth as he began to relax. Kyra had mentioned bacon, now his stomach made a low, grumbling noise. His hand quickly covered his stomach, as if it were to quiet it.

Once everyone relaxed Okkeus walked over to the trees. Gathering some small sticks and leaves he heard the trees move. It wasn't just the wind. Looking upwards there was nothing there. Shaking his head to remove the thought he began to walk toward the sand. Making sure he was far enough away from the forest, Okkeus sat down with a soft plump.

Taking the bigger piece of wood he placed it on top of a leaf like Master Starchaser showed. Grabbing a stick with his robotic arm, he placed the butt end onto the wood. In a rubbing motion the stick began to drill into the wood. Slowly, yet surely, the wood began to blacken. Small amounts of smoke could be seen exiting the wood. After what seems like an eternity the wood finally ignited. He quickly set the stick down onto the sand. Somewhat cupping his hand around the flame, Okkeus blew lightly. Adding a couple of leaves the fire began to grow. Removing his hands Okkeus gazed upon the fire. It wasn't much, but it was a start.

Kyra Perl Damian Starchaser Xian Xiao Brooke Waters Caden Evesa Marl

Spoiler: Quick Note

This is my first ever post switching from 1st person to 3rd person. I'm still trying to figure out the switch, so forgive me if I make a few beginner mistakes!

 

[Caden Evesa]

Why did Master Starchaser have to pick him?

He was an awful catch, even when aided by the force, even when granted god like reflexes, he still couldn't catch anything. The Chronometer flew towards him, and Caden took a second to watch it. He figured this would be a good time to trust in the force, practice his skills.

So he closed his eyes.

One of his very early mentors, when he was about ten, had told him to think of the force as a bubble, or a physical thing you could see. He had taught him to be the center of that bubble, and to expand the bubble by forcing it from your body.

It made it so much easier, the whole bubble analogy. It was what Caden always used when he tried to reach out with the mystical power, and he found that he could "sense" things that were within this bubble he was pushing out from himself. It was weird, but it worked.

He felt the chronometer in the force, vaguely but it was there.

He felt the device coming towards him. It was moving pretty slowly but it was there. He reached out his hand, almost instinctively, guided by the force. The force was in control of his body, timing the catch of the chronometer. He was going to catch something, for once in his life.

He felt it skim his finger tips.

Embarrassed, he bent down to pick it up. He was close to catching it, he had been so close. He was sort of half listening to the instructions, half trying to hide his blushing red face from the rest of the group and crowd that had joined the class.

He heard Master Starchaser speak about increasing the signal.

That was something that he could do. He didn't remember much about his childhood, but he knew that from a young age he had been interested in how things worked. At the age of nine, he tore an astromech droid apart just to see how it functioned. He rebuilt it after a scalding from his mentors, but he still did it. He loved engineering, and someone had once told him that it was the Corellian within him.

Then Starchaser started again.

Something about making a fire, okay then.

Caden knew the basics of fire, of course. He remembered once vaguely hearing about a triangle, oxygen and heat and fuel. He remembered once hearing that a fire needed all three of these items to ignite and produce the heat that kept people warm.

Mental note, add a heater and an air conditioning unit to any armor build.

He chuckled to himself at the thought, as he continued to watch as the Starchaser man offered instructions on how to produce the warm orange flames that they were looking for. He seemed to be a stickler for health and safety, asking the students to keep the fire on the beach.

Caden started by digging a small hole for his fire to sit in. It took him only a few moments, using his hands to shovel the unpleasant, rough and irritating substance. He really had a dislike for sand, it wasn't something he ever intended to live near.

Then Kyra Perl appeared. He had seen the girl before, Takodana he thought. She didn't seem entirely with it, that was another thought he had. Maybe she had issues, like some of the masters at the temple. Caden overheard her ramblings about bacon and was entirely confused on how they had ended up on the subject of bacon. He had to admit however, that bacon seemed like a very good idea. She had made him fairly hungry, and he did oddly now want bacon.

"The crispier the better"

He had muttered to himself, of course. He didn't want anyone to think he was listening in on conversations that he shouldn't have been. He continued his hole, making it deep enough to house the base of the fire that Master Starchaser was talking about.

He followed Okkeus Dainlei into the woods, figuring that if anything, or anyone, attacked them then the Jedi with the robotic hand was the best person to be near. He collected sticks, testing the different types of wood in thew ways that the instructor had taught them to do so.

He returned with his collection of goodies to his hole. He chose to kneel, unlike the robot man who had chosen to just drop himself onto the sand. He could only imagine that getting sand in his tunic was going to be a very unpleasant experience, at least he could brush it off of his knees.

He built a base to his fire out of some stones he had found. He had seen enough movies to know that stones always made fires look cool. He had to admit that if it was a life or death situation, stones probably wouldn't be the most practical, but hey! They looked cool!

He built a small pyre on the stones, then watched as Master Dainlei created fire. He copied the man in a way, rubbing sticks together until small puffs of black smoke began to appear. It seemed to take a while for much all else to happen, but he could feel the heat being produced.

And then like magic, flames happened.

"Hot! Hot!"

Caden dropped his sticks in surprise, obviously causing the flames to go out. He threw the two used sticks onto his pyre and carried out the process again. He was laughing to himself, he had expected the fire to be created but somehow it had still surprised him.

Once he achieved fire yet again, he placed the two flaming sticks onto his pyre, and watched as the dry sticks and the leaves began to burn. Slowly but surely his pretty looking fire began to burn, and the flames began to dance up and down it.

"Evesa one, nature nill"

Damian Starchaser | Okkeus Dainlei | Marl | Kyra Perl | Myri Oakheart | Xian Xiao | Brooke Waters

 

[Brooke Waters]

Really what had her here was that she wanted to know more of the Jedi, and the Praxeum was on a very cold world. And well, any time she could get back to the water, that was a good thing. Being part Galan, due to a recent retcon, she had a natural affinity for the water. The blonde was also a bit shocked to see another Starchaser, especially one that was looking like Marek. But she was seeing what he was pulling out and selling to the Jedi. And that clicked. Chase…

She nodded. Damian. He was here, did he recognize her? Was he actually being a Jedi now? He was the one who had worked on buying Brightstar, she though. But really, she couldn’t fault him. It was probably better under his ownership. The blonde was smiling as she was accepting the handout of the Chronometer. They really were well built, it was just one of those things for a Jedi to hock their own goods. She couldn’t get her mind around it. Though she worked for Marek who may have been one of the worst out there at just… everything.

He really was a testament to how bad that family name could fall. But well, if she could get to work with Chase, she’d have a chance to update her armor. She was using something different in the employ of Marek, but now that she was finding herself, working for the Jedi, but a Witch all the same, and that meant a bit of training in the other forms of the Force. But this, well, it was a trip with the Jedi. So she was going to stick to the back, and help those who needed it, as she wasn’t completely hopeless. She’d use the Force if she pleased.

Maybe Damian would recognize her, but it didn’t matter, putting her hair up, the blonde pulled some fire supplies together and softly whispered under her breath a spell, one of the Blue Coral Diver spells that gently ignited the flame.

Troublesome? Maybe, but she was not technically a Jedi, just a free loader.

Damian Starchaser
Kyra Perl
Marl
Myri Oakheart
Okkeus Dainlei
Xian Xiao

 

[Damian Starchaser]

Damian watched the padawans and other assembled personages start creating fire rubbing two sticks together. It wasn’t really a difficult procedure as long as enough elbow grease was applied. A few would be panting and huffing from the activity but be otherwise in good condition. His own fire was dying a little and he added some fuel, pushing the burning mass a little to the side and grabbing some of the hot ashes with his hand and placing them in a small container.

He walked around the assembled personages and offered little hints or help to those who needed them. “Good work everyone,” he said as he saw little fires lit around the beach. He walked past Brooke Waters and leaned in close whispering into her ear, “The purpose of the exercise was to not use the force.” he plopped a few sticks in front of her before moving on. There was more he wanted to say, but this wasn’t the time or place.

Trundling along the line he reached one of the new faces he hadn’t recognized. Caden was particularly excited about his accomplishment, this brought a smile to Damians face as he watched on. He walked over to the youth and offered him a pat on the back leaving a black hand print from the ash. “Good job,” he said “Just remember the forces of nature are unpredictable and powerful. I wouldn’t keep count out loud like that and risk nature hearing.”

“Let me show you all something neat,” he said raising his voice a little to get the attention of both Kyra and nearby Okkeus. And everyone else, he told himself, although he was in full Uncle Damian mode. He pulled the container of ashes from his pocket and pulled a swab of cotton out as well. “So once you have ashes and some light flammable material you can create fire pretty easy in a pinch.”

Placing the cotton swab on board he unrolled it into a flatter almost sheet and piled the ashes onto one end. Rolling the cotton like a cigarette he showed the group before twisting the newly made igniter between his two hands. “Now for the fun,” He placed the igniter back down on the board and began rolling it back and forth pressing down hard with his hand. “If you can’t get it started by hand you can use another board,” he said before a tiny bit of smoke appeared. He lifted the cotton contraption and blew at it lightly feeding the embers and creating a flame.

“You can also use a power cell,” he said pulling a square battery out of another pocket, “and some conductive wool, be it durasteel or some other alloy combination. You just place the material between the positive and negative connectors.” He did like he said and smiled as the steel wool immediately lit up, burning the material extremely quickly. “Of course this method drains the battery.”

“Alright!” Damian clapped his hands together cupping them to make the sound louder. “So you’ve managed to get fire. Next two priorities, water and shelter. Water can be found in a lot of places, springs, creeks, rivers, oceans.” Damian pointed to the sea, “of course this particular ocean isn’t good to drink, filled with salt. I’ll show you how to fix that in a minute. Various fruits and vegetables can contain water, enough for you to survive and even leaves can be used to generate water if you know how to extract it. Once again, I’ll show you that in a little bit.”

Moving about and over to the nearby woodline off the beach he took a small knife and cut a branch letting it fall to the ground. “For shelter, you can create something as complex as you want, but in a pinch you can create two simple A frames.” Another felled branch met the ground and landed. Taking some nearby vine he tied them together. Some conveniently placed large green leaves nearby provided for a roof which Damian quickly assembled. “Most leaves are water resistant and can be placed the same way they would appear on the tree which should keep elements off of you. If possible you might want to create a hammock or some sort of bed to lift you off the ground. You an use the same principles. You can also use nature to your advantage. Find a tree with a limb that is properly situated to be one of your supports. The leaves from the tree will help dissipate rain waters.”

“Now I want you all to search the island, find materials, build a shelter and collect some food. Remember the chronometer I gave you has a medical scanner which can tell you what is good to eat for your species and what isn’t.”

Damian turned and picked up a shovel and started to dig in the sand. He had to prepare for the next part of the lesson.

Brooke Waters | Kyra Perl | Marl Marl | Myri Oakheart | Okkeus Dainlei | Xian Xiao

 

[Okkeus Dainlei]

Okkeus watched as Master Starchaser assembled the shelter with insane speed. It was like he has done this a million times. Once he had finished his instructions, he told them to go build there own. Okkeus wasn't sure if he was supposed to keep the fire going or not. He might have to make a new one, but he might also catch some stuff on fire. Guessing that in a survival situation he needed to keep it lit at all times. Staying up, he began to walk toward the forest, leaving the fire alive.

Walking about fifty feet into the jungle, he found a pretty good tree with some nice branches on it. With no way to get them down, he pulled out his lightsaber. Igniting it, he thought he heard someone say something. Oh, that was right! We weren't supposed to use our lightsabers. Turning it off, he hooked it back to his robe. With no way to get the good branches off of the tree, he thought of a different plan. Looking on the ground he found a big rock. An idea came to mind. Full-on-brute style he picked up the rock. With one well placed toss the rock hit the branch, snapping it clean off. After a little victory cheer Okkeus repeat this until he had plenty of branches. Once he found some big leaves for the roof he would be ready. Trudging back though the jungle he made his way to the fire.

Damian Starchaser Brooke Waters Kyra Perl Marl Myri Oakheart Xian Xiao Caden Evesa

 

[Caden Evesa]

There was a lot of heat and fire.

As more and more fires were crafted, more and more orange flames filled the beach. Caden watched as Master Starchaser walked around the beach, stopping every so often to talk to a student and provide some advice, or maybe even encouragement.

Caden was pleased with the words of encouragement he had achieved, of course. He had listened to what Master Starchaser said about the forces of nature being unpredictable. He was correct, of course. Caden noted that nature tended to fight back against the species that populated her.

He was getting more fascinated and intrigued by the man the more he spoke.

Master Starchaser demonstrated how to make an emergency lighter in a pinch, and Caden was very quick to take mental notes. He figured little tips like those would be extremely useful should he ever end up stranded and lost, without anything to save him.

The Starchaser then began to speak about the next two requirements. Caden had realized that they had warmth but not water or shelter, and Master Starchaser was addressing those now. He had chosen to address shelter first, which was fair enough. Nature was very unpredictable, as he had said previously, and there was nothing worse than sitting in wet clothes.

The man, who Caden was now very much impressed by, assembled his own shelter in the blink of an eye. He had clearly done this way too much, Caden noted. He wondered in what situations the Jedi Master had ever needed to use these skills before deciding he actually didn't want to know.

Caden set off into the woods.

He had listened to the instructions, and had realized the best way to get shelter was to stay as close to the forest as he could, because then he had the natural protection from the canopy of leaves above. On the beach, you were very much open to the elements, and when the tide came in you were likely to get very soggy.

He watched Master Dainlei collect his sticks using strength. He knew that was not gonna work for him, he was weak as heck. He already knew he was going to have to come up with a different plan, a different attack. He had a few ideas, but only one he wanted to try.

He was small enough that climbing a tree was difficult, but light enough and fast enough that it didn't take that long once he had gotten started. Once he reached an appropriate branch, he tore a thick vine down and basically made a really rubbish handsaw. It would take time, but the theory of friction said he'd eventually cut through the branch. Either that or the vine would break.

Luckily it was the former.

The branch fell, long enough to cut into the four support pillars. It had taken about a half hour, and he was sweaty and horrible. He'd found some apparently edible fungi while in the tree though, so at least he had something that he could snack on. He just assumed it would taste awful.

The small boy literally dragged his log back to the beach, falling over multiple times as he did. By the time he got back to the beach, he was covered in mud and had splinters literally tearing his hands apart. He had been gone roughly forty five minutes, he was surprised he hadn't been declared missing, or dead.

Luckily Master Starchaser (with his permission) was on hand to help break the log apart, which helped speed up the process. Caden knew he lacked the basic strength that a lot of the people around him had, but he had the intelligence that a lot of them probably didn't have.

Eventually he managed to get his shack up around his fire, and then get a roof put on it. He tied the leaves together as best he could. There were a few small gaps, but he'd remain mostly dry if he ever needed to camp out in a home built shack.

He looked at his collection of supposedly edible fungi, and shuddered.

Damian Starchaser | Okkeus Dainlei | Brooke Waters | Kyra Perl | Marl | Myri Oakheart | Xian Xiao

 

[Kyra Perl]

Wait wait wait!

She had fallen behind!

Kyra scrambled, a bout of seriousness subverting her distracted nature as she grab for the wood the others left behind. Everyone moved to acquire their shelter, leaving Kyra alone on the sandy beach, frantically rubbing two sticks together and praying for a flame.

She

would not

fail

another lesson.

Her brows furrowed, betraying the determination she had not made a habit of showing before. At least not where training was concerned. But no flame came to her, the padawan only hearing part of the lesson and applying it incorrectly. She didn't get it. How did things come so easily to everyone else? A subtle wash of moisture built over her lash line, the girl's lips pursing as she used a bit of the force to.... rub the sticks harder together.

Was that cheating? Only if you get caught!

 

[Xian Xiao]

Once things settled down and the class was started, Xian was drawn into the lesson. Taking the items the teacher passed out, she stared at them. Holding the chronometer in one hand, she paid attention to what else he had to say. Looking down at the small device, it had so many uses it surprised the teen.

When he mentioned different methods of starting a fire, she was very tempted to show off her ability with that. He basically stopped her as he continued on. What he was teaching was how to accomplish surviving without the use of the Force. This caused the girl to blink a few times. Luckily, he went on to show them a few ways to accomplish lighting a fire with primitive tools.

Sitting down on the ground with a small pile of leaves and sticks, Xian started trying to light the fire. Looking up when Kyra asked about bacon, her mouth started watering. Then her stomach growled at her. Letting go of the tools she held in each hand, she rubbed her tummy and turned her attention to Marl when he spoke up.

"Man, now I'm hungry. Thank you too."

Grumbling more under her breath, she looked around to see if anybody was watching her. Without the direct supervision of somebody, she waggled her fingers just slightly and a small flame started in the leaves under her sticks. Sadly the subject had already moved on and the Padawan was left behind.

"Just my luck..."

Running to catch up, she missed most of what had been said. She only heard the instructions to go around the island to find materials, build a shelter, and collect food.

Noticing she wasn't the only one left behind, she smiled when Kyra joined her.

"Want to work together with this? We need to find a few things and make a shelter."

Pushing her toes into the ground a little, she looked down at the hole she had made.

Kyra Perl

 

[Damian Starchaser]

Damian had finished digging his hole and moved on to grab a few items found around the beach and placed them on a piece of cloth laid out. It was important to protect materials by placing them off the ground. Caden had come back with some materials and began working. Kyra was nearby with another girl around lagging a little behind the lesson. He couldn’t help but smile at her determination though, it was the first time he could remember seeing her actually try at her lessons.

With a purpose he moved over to the two girls with a smile on his face. “It’s alright to take your time,” he said to the pair. “This isn’t a race,” he looked at how Kyra was performing her task, could virtually see the force moving the stick faster. “”You need more surface area,” he said kneeling next to he and pulling out a small blade. He cut into the wooden board creating a small groove for the wooden hand drill and put the tinder down, “Try it now.”

He looked to the other girl real quick and then back to Kyra before leaning in a little and whispering, “I’m really proud of you.”

Bam! Headshot.

“Working together to make a shelter and survive is also a good lesson,” he said louder so both girls and anyone nearby could hear. “The requirements for two isn’t really much more than the requirements for one when building a shelter and you divide the workload up. Listen we have time, people are still out exploring the island finding ways to make shelter. I’m working on getting the next part of the lesson prepared but if you need help or advice I’m just over there on the beach.”

Pausing for a moment he thought, “Oh when finding edibles please use your chronometers medical scanner, to make sure its safe.”

Brooke Waters | Kyra Perl | Myri Oakheart | Okkeus Dainlei | Xian Xiao | Caden Evesa

 

[Brooke Waters]

Maybe Brooke wasn’t taking this seriously, but she wasn’t really here for the lesson. She was a Spellweaver, according to her Clan, and being someone who kind of grew up rough before joining Bright Star, she knew a few things about a few things. And being of the Blue Divers, the water was her comfort zone. Hell, the girl even carried a trident. Hers was metal, but it was ornate with shells and corals along the handle, but the prongs, they were sharpened. Now that she was brandishing it now, just merely on the side of wherever she was working. Once the fire was set she got to work entertaining herself.

Some reeds and fronds were enough to help her start making some rope. She was adamant about having a hammock. She’d find where to put it later, there were rocks nearby, had to be some sort of cave, right? Bam, insta-home. But Starchaser was going on about shelter and food. “Are you wanting just island food or…” She gave a head nod to the water. She could find fruits all over the island but protein, that came from the sea, and the blubreen had a notion that she’d have an easier time in that environment.

“Could I take them diving and hunting for fish? Do you have any re-breathers?” She was watching Damian Starchaser and smirked. “Sir. Master… whatever.” Still trying to make rope.

 

[Myri Oakheart]

If there was something Myri didn't need lessons on, it was wilderness survival. Not that she was an expert, but that she legitimately had no need for fire or food. It was part of being a Neti. She lived off sunlight and water, and if need be, as a tree, she could send her roots deep into the rock and soil of a world to find any bit of water.

Instead, she shuffled around behind Damian Starchaser as he inspected the various students. She stayed silent, watching the padawans trying to learn. This Damian was a good teacher, all things considered. As he headed back to prepare the next lesson, she shifted back into her somewhat-vaguely humanish form, albeit a very tall, very pale, slightly odd-looking human. The mystic tattoos on her arms and face probably didn't help, but so be it.

"You seem like a good teacher, young Jedi," Myri finally said after a moment of getting used to the much-smaller feeling again. Well, that and having legs and arms. "What next do you have on your agenda? I may be of some assistance."

Brooke Waters Kyra Perl Okkeus Dainlei Xian Xiao Caden Evesa