Enguard

[shadowolf]

Why was he here? Marcus couldn't quite fully answer the question that he had asked himself several times as he pushed past the shrubbery and trees of Endor, his ship a few miles back in the safty of cover. It was a nice planet, home to the furry buggers he couldn't quite remember the name of. But if memory serves then his reason for being here was to look at the furry creatures and relax. It was a quiet planet, no nagging from locals unless of course the furry's knew how too nag. And it was also largely unknown to the young bounty hunter which meant he could also practice in peace. Not this his ship didn't work but in the open, nature. His ability felt more alive than it did confined to the enclosed spaces that populated the vessel. Patting the black hilt of the saber that rested on the left side of his hip, he rose his other hand in the direction of a fallen log and with focus, closed his eyes and thought, feeled. The log itself began to rumble from the touch of telekinesis and soon rose from it's place, dirt falling peacefully back to the ground. Marcus opened one eye and smirked at his doing, the log itself wasn't any big but it felt good to just use his ability, felt right. "Still got it." He would exclaim as he let his hand drop, the log seemingly following with it and landing back onto the dirt that it had rested before with a thud.

Moving his hand to his vest, he would brush it off incase dirt had annoyingly landed on it before grabbing at the scarf that hanged around his neck and brought it up to his nose, letting it rest on the bridge of his nose, his other hand now firmly on the saber's hilt, Marcus would look up to the faint traces of a sun's light, prodding though the tree tops. It was very peaceful here, Marcus could just sit back, relax and listen to the sounds that were hosted on this planet but there were trees around and he felt like doing some lumber jacking for the sake of practice.

 

[Bolt]

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Zaiden yawned as he gazed about the forest area he found himself. Endor... Gods above he hated this place. Why was he here? The Force told him someone would need his assistance, so he had made quick haste to the moon. Clad in his Cloak of Nuun, with a Shadow Dagger in his belt, Amphistaff curled in its whip form against his hip, and Ashin Varanin's lightsaber was against his other, he was ready for whatever aid he was meant to give.

Walking slow, but surely, he kept his gaze scanning the area. At one point, Ewok's stumbled by, and instantly Zaiden vanished from sight, his Force Cloak having leapt to life in a moments notice.

He did not wish to have more death on his hands at the moment. No, he would kill again soon enough, but it also would be for a reason worthy of it. As he walked, Zaiden suddenly turned his gaze to the side and took in a man sitting nearby.

Dropping his Cloak, he became visible once more, and headed closer.

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[shadowolf]

Marcus had closed his eyes once more to take in the scents again, to feel calm. He didn't care to think what dangers could be out there but that was till he felt it. A sense, someone was nearby, he just felt it. Opening his eyes and turning his gaze, he would find what made his gut spurn, a manish humanoid. He didn't know what he felt about the man but it was a feeling Marcus didn't quite understand really. It just rested there, burning.

Standing, Marcus would grab at his saber hilt and bring it in front of him, which was soon followed by the blades red light of plasma, with his other hand, he would grab a nearby rock that rested near the log he previously moved and forced it towards him with the ability, catching it. It might come in handy. "Not sure if you speak english but back off." Marcus would speak while trying to keep a stance that seemed to suit the blade. He didn't know if this man was a threat or not but when it came to people he didn't know and his gut feeling which was confused itself. Marcus felt at best behind the saber but his eyes kept moving towards the man. Watching and waiting for movement, for words, to tell him if this was a threat or a simple passer by.

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[Bolt]

Zaiden cracked a grin, and once more vanished from sight. Lifting into the air, he hovered over the distance until he lowered to the ground behind the other man. Dropping his cloak, he murmured: I do speak Basic. I wouldn't handle a weapon I didn't understand if I were you. Though the other would hear the words, it would not be through his ears. Zaiden said them directly into his mind, as Telepathy was something he was greatly accustomed to since his days as an Andolith.

What are you doing here? This place is a waste, and you seem hardly better with that stance. Even the Ewok could kill you! Zaiden continued, taunting the other, attempting to get a rise out of him.

(Did good. The other way is under my picture, the @mention button. Click that at the top or bottom of a post, and it auto puts the link in! )

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[shadowolf]

Marcus let the rock go when the man vanished in thin air, moving his hand so both hands were on the hilt, his eyes moved from the left to the right. Searching for the man who had just vanished, who was impossible to see. But then in all the worlds, he heard a voice inside his head and right away he knew it belonged to the man he just saw. Fear started to settle in his mind, his thoughts on getting back to his ship but he had to admit one thing. He now knew the furries were called Ewoks, it also greatly annoyed Marcus who took the bait, he knew how to handle this weapon without anyone teaching him, he had even deflected shots that could have killed him without this saber of his, he knew this but still it built like a fire, embers to the sparks of flame.

Turning on his heel, he would see the man once more and jump back using his ability to go further then what would be considered human till he was what felt like a safe distance. While this man was annoying, he was something to fear for now and that enough kept the flames of anger at bay, how did he get behind him with no noise? A very good question. "Came cause I thought I could get some peace. I'd ask you why you're here but I'm also questioning my sanity." Marcus said in a half truth, this man was very real yet he just acted like a ghost, that or the greatest stealth master he had seen. “Look how bout we go our separate ways ey? I go that way.” He would point past the man. “You go back this way.” He would then point behind him. “A good plan I do say so myself.” Marcus didn’t want to be near this man, if he could speak inside his head and turn invisible, he didn’t want to know what else he could do.

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[Bolt]

As Zaiden listened to the other, he almost laughed. The man obviously had no training, and had gotten lucky. Without training, those that were Force Sensitive or even Non Sensitive people were known to get lucky. Others ended up missing limbs, or dead, from lack of knowledge.

I am not sure of your sanity, but I am real, if that's what you're questioning. Zaiden replied, then paused and thought it over, I'll tell you what; I will leave, but only after an offer: let me teach you to use that weapon. It seems you have little knowledge in regards to its uses.

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[shadowolf]

Now this was.. Intriguing. The man was offering to teach him how to use a saber and somehow Marcus knew it as a kind of half truth. Possibly. Not to say he was about to trust the man one bit but, his fear eased a little. If he had wanted Marcus dead then he could have done it when he had gotten behind him and for that, Marcus had to trust some of his word.

"Alright then... I'll take you on your offer. Just how did you find me anyway?" Marcus was starting to think this wasn't a random encounter, still he made his way slowly closer to the man, stopping a few meters away.

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