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Public Coruscant Jedi Temple: Wellness Check

Kai'el Brat "Guardian of the Light"




Tags: Ko Vuto Ko Vuto | open
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Braze gave little mind to those who claimed dominion over Coruscant as his shuttle settled and he disembarked his small ship. He had business here, searching for a small, stunted life form. This life form took the shape of a shrub that Ko often referred to as his bonsai. The last record placed it within the halls of the Jedi Temple, before the Alliance collapsed.

If new masters had taken those halls since then… they would simply have to tolerate his presence, or try to stop him. If the current occupants found that inconvenient… they were welcome to taste the durasteel beneath his boots.

“Good news, Ko… the galaxy is still a disaster…” he mused, taking in the sights. “Look at it... whole worlds arguing about its ownership while the rubble seems to keep better records…” he added, glancing back at his Keldor friend.

"Not sure we'll find what you want intact… and if we do, it's probably in some uniformed peacock's trophy room... You do realize..."
A smarmy smug grin spread across the Echani's pale features. " This does count as attachment right?" he asked knowing how much the keldor prided him self on the old ways.

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CORUSCANT
JEDI TEMPLE IMPERIAL PALACE SITH TEMPLE (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)
Equipment: Guns, of course

Arris Windrun sprawled across the upper scaffolding where droids and slaves (Thanks, Varin Mortifer Varin Mortifer ) were fast at work to repair the damage following the latest Siege of Coruscant.

The cyborg was minding her own business, checking Zinder after the latest blow-up in activity, and avoiding both Vestra Tane Vestra Tane and Meliant Meliant in equal measure. Until she heard a voice, one that sounded a little too out of place. It wasn't the wailing of indentured imperial prisoners or the prattling of acolytes. She looked down to see who it belonged to.

A snow-haired child... Well, maybe a teenager? Possibly a young adult, but it mattered little - followed by a Kel Dor who honestly seemed remarkably cooler.

"And who the hell are you?" Arris called down from her perch.

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CORUSCANT SITH TEMPLE
TROPHY ROOM OF THE UNIFORMED PEACOCK

The Emperor of Coruscant, in his brilliant golden armor (which was, truly, his skin and body), sat indolent on his stolen throne. Winning was all he had ever wanted to do, and then he went and did it. Meliant had his planet and his minions and a canton of the former Imperial Palace. But he was still miserable. Still restless.
Perhaps there was supposed to be more to life than "winning." Meliant did not expect there could be much more, but still... It seemed he was lacking something not so easily described.
"Perhaps a hobby might improve your mood, Your Grace?" One of the newer retainers suggested helpfully, obsequiously.
Meliant scoffed. "I await a suggestion."
They presented to him a small sort of shrub-like tree-thing. Stunted. Meliant took one look at it in its little pot and immediately found it hilarious. His retainers explained that it was a bonsai, and tending to them was a sort of pastime on some of the more leisurely worlds of the Core.
"Hysterical," Meliant outstretched both hands, "Give it here."
He took it bemusedly. And so it was that the bonsai, much coveted by the Jedi Braze, became the newest acolyte of the Sith.

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@And Whomever It May Otherwise Concern
 
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Equipment: Phrik plated armor, Eye of the Dragon, Black Blade of Chandrila

Varin stood on the steps on the other side of the landing platform. An enslaved trooper had decided to assault security in hopes to escape. Varin made swift work of his legs, shattering shin and fibula, the trooper yelled in pain as Varin towered over him.

He begged, he pleaded, he even cried for help. Varin grabbed him by the throat, holding him up as he struggled to breathe.

“You wish to escape to the lower levels?”

His eye traced the railing right by him, a clear view of the long fall down into the void of levels, then back to the struggling slave. His eye flared to life as the man began to smoke, a scream erupting from his throat as flames licked over the man's body held firmly in Varin’s grip. He did not incinerate him fully, he left him partially intact, blackened and burned. His screams slowly turned into groans of pain before Varin spoke to him again.

“Then by all means…”

He held him over the bridge by his neck.

“Escape.”

He opened his fingers dropping the man into the chasm, his struggling scream echoing across the void around him as he dropped into oblivion.

That was when he noticed the new craft landing. His body turned to face it as he crossed his arms over his chest. He watched, and waited.


 

Tag: Varin Mortifer Varin Mortifer
Location: Coruscant

It had been a while since Reina could "enjoy" herself on Coruscant, as she sat and relaxed in her "rented" speeder for the day, just taking in the sights of the karkhole that Coruscant had became. Maybe it was good that she had been captured when the last battle for Coruscant had happened. Meant there would have been less failure on her shoul.-

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"..."

She blinked to herself for a moment, stopping the speeder so that she could look down at the speck of a person growing smaller and smaller, moving at terminal velocity before it was so far down she couldn't even see it anymore. Then her gaze flicked upwards to where she knew the old Jedi Temple was...before giving a small shrug of her shoulders.

"Not my Gizka, not my Circus."

And with that, she just drove off.
 

Location: Coruscant
Gear: Standard Green Lightsaber, Jedi Utility Belt
Tag: Braze Braze | Arris Windrun Arris Windrun | Meliant Meliant | Varin Mortifer Varin Mortifer | Reina Daival Reina Daival

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“You think so? I mostly imagined that it would’ve either perished or bloated into an overgrown mess. It was a bit of a pain to maintain with the planet's carbon rich atmosphere.” At the comment about attachment Ko let out a sigh through his mask. “Yes I am well aware of that fact. I really shouldn’t be so hung up about my old tree. But you’re not really one to talk.” Then again the echani never really distanced himself from his attachments. Keeping them safe from hypocrisy.

Ko’s attention shifted towards the structure. Were forced laborers worked to alter the temple more to the liking of the new stewards of this planet. Not too long ago the sight of it like this would’ve made him stick to his stomach. But recently his attitude had been changing some, and he couldn’t tell if it was for the better.

He looked up towards the blonde woman after she addressed the pair. “Us? You could say that we were former residents, and groundskeepers of this estate.” That was a bit of a half truth. Before losing their home here Ko and Braze were both fully fledged temple guards. A job that Ko himself still believes he failed at.

Glancing away from her briefly to look at the construction being worked on and asked. “And are you the head foreman around here?” He finally asked, his tone was rather unserious.
 

The last hum of his crimson saber died with a sigh. Lysander's chest rose in a long inhale; the exhale was slow. His neck rolled once, shoulders hitching, as if trying to shake away the day itself. Coruscant was quieter these days, not that he minded it really. Far different than how he recalled during his days as a Padawan.

The yard itself was pretty modest, enough space for some solo drills. Beyond that, the scaffolding ran along the upper levels of the Temple, where he spotted another blonde. He’d chosen not to disturb her, though in truth, a part of him wondered how Acier was carrying himself through her apprenticeship.

A few voices drifted from that area.. snippets of conversation. He registered them, and simply let them fade into thebackground. New acolytes, perhaps, for all he knew. Or nothing worth noticing at all. Whatever was to happen would happen.

He wore a simple black tunic that hugged his frame, paired with snug leggings that allowed easy movement. The saber was clasped back onto his belt. Moving over to the wall, his hand slipped into his bag and pulled out a neatly rolled joint. Bringing it to his lips, a flame danced to life, the ember glowing softly. As he inhaled, a citrusy tang hit his tongue first.. almost sweet. A skunky, earthy aroma would follow.. an unmistakable note of the finest herbs from the Holy Worlds. Brosi, to be exact.. a planet worth defending, indeed.

A half smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he breathed out ribbons of smoke that drifted along the jawline. Maybe tonight, whatever he chose to cook would taste a little better. Maybe sleep would finally come.

Lysander wasn't one for indulgence per se, though he saw no reason a Sith Knight couldn't take a moment.
 
Kai'el Brat "Guardian of the Light"
Arris Windrun Arris Windrun Ko Vuto Ko Vuto

"Nobody of consequence~" Braze chirped, but Ko went and gave away their occupation. He sighed woefully as if Ko took the fun out of everything. "Yes, you could say we were somewhat former management. I’m here about a horticultural emergency… my companion misplaced something precious; I've come to retrieve it. You can help if you want. We're looking for a small tree in a small tray-like pot. Have you seen it?" Braze asked, attempting diplomacy first for once. He paused taking out his com link device before aiming it upwards and snapping a shot' taking a quick picture of her with a resounding shutter sound and flash effect.

“Hm,” Braze tilted the device. “You present differently in natural lighting…” he trailed as he thumbed the screen, pulling up her Zinder account and paging through her interests.

“Thirty-two, huh?” he mused pleasantly. “You don’t look a day over twenty.”
 
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"Foreman?" Arris answered the Kel Dor. "Naw, that would be."

She switched on her comlink. It was an implant, subvocal, to her 'guests' down below; it would seem as if she was lost in thought.

<:"Hey Varin. We've got some live ones by the entrance... did you hire any groundskeepers?":>

The cyborg looked back down... They didn't seem like the involuntary help around here. "That would be Varin." She finished her original thought.

When the snow-haired one elaborated, Arris snickered. They were looking for a small tree? Probably not the one Madrona A’Mia Madrona A’Mia took. She considered, and then shrugged, albeit from an angle that might be difficult to notice.

She was ready to respond, but then he took some flash photography. Wait, was this a fan of hers?

"You know I charge for auto--"


“Thirty-two, huh?” he mused pleasantly. “You don’t look a day over twenty.”

Arris was stumped. Was he... "Are you hitting on me, kid?"
 

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