Incense Game

[Matsu Ike]

[member="Boo Chiyo"] [member="Rayliav'enci"]

Asation was a wet world few visited and now more then anything she had a grin on her face with some of the thoughts. Matsu had been working with some of the other jedi to document and with the lost city they had worked on and uncovered in the star maps. Why not go to a place they could explore and document more from other groups, out of the way of major interests. No one looked at old charts and records for the jern or the kwa which the gree would have encountered or possibly understand darkstryder and some of the more strange biotechnology within the galaxy. She was looking over her forearm wrist pad and the palm holo while setting up some of the equipment they could use and clipped her anklet for the environmental shielding, the robes and her necklace around her neck before her attention went to a few of the other things like her disc saber on one hip and twin hilts on the other. "Are you two ready to begin?"

 

[Micah tol Powl]

The Pantoran tween held the Sasori circlet in his hands, flipping the metal ring forward and back, turning it side to side, as though trying to comprehend the mechanism at work.

The head of a serpentine creature drifted up from where a Yuuzhan Vong biot had the boy's white-garbed form encircled within it's coils. The blunted tip of the amphistaff's snout tapping gingerly against the cool metal, seemingly as curious as it's master and companion. As small and slight in frame as he was, the Sasori survival tool had been fitted to him as a choker. Bringing the metal ring back, the boy used both hands to remove the solari crystal that he had been wearing and instead fit the open circle around the base of his throat. Adjusting the device around his neck, so that the two shisa-like faces capping the ends rested atop his collarbone, the boy looked over toward the Jedi Master leading this expedition -- as though seeking confirmation of whether it was okay to actually use the Force-activated device.

As the boy's hands fell away, the amphistaff encircling him shimmied up so that it's head could continue to peck curiously as this new thing.

Tucking the solari gem into a pocket, the young witch-boy held his arms by his side as he prepared to activate the circlet. "I hope I don't offend you," the youth offered softly, looking over his companions.

Closing his eyes for a moment, the former Sith slave let down the emotional dam he'd learned to put up so not to let his pain or passion run too deep. A slight drop in the temperature may have been felt, as the Dark Side of the Force seeped into the gems embedded in the device as it was channeled by the boy.

As the youth's amber eyes opened, he looked apologetically to his companions and offered, "I can wear a breath mask if that would make you more comfortable."

[member="Matsu Ike"] | [member="Rayliav'enci"]​

 

[Matsu Ike]

[member="Boo Chiyo"]

Matsu looked at the ones there and she bowed her head as they were going in, securing her equipment and uncovering the drones that were ready to search as the water and planet side ones linked up to her forearm computer to give the readout of what it was finding. "We'll be able to get alerts if things are detected. Stay safe and be careful." She was looking as the ship came down and the ramp opened while she gave a nod to Boo walking out while the moisture in the air came to her first and the sounds of her boots squelching in the mud marsh like world. She didn't know all the places here but the drones were going out while a couple of the researchers were bringing out the hydrosaws and lines to use the water with filters here instead of just their normal power while she reached out with the force to feel around the world. "Have you ever been here before?"

 

[Micah tol Powl]

The thing about owning an amphistaff was that it wasn't clear what exactly you were dealing with.

It looked like a snake, had the head of a dragon, the attitude of a cat, and the impulses of a puppy. Case in point, as the young Pantoran descended down from the ramp to the marsh, he was smacked across the face as the serpentine biot suddenly jerked upward -- peering from over the tween's shoulder as it's triangular head snapped this way and that way, peering out into this new world.

It was looking for a bogwing, the flying squirrels of Dagobah, a similar environment in which the boy had bonded with the creature from Sernpidal.

Reaching up a hand, the boy adjusted the biot so that it wasn't intrusive. In response, the biot smacked the boy across the face a second time as it stretched across his body, so that it was looking back from around his left elbow. As it did, the amphistaff coiled around the youngling's forearms, so that his hands were essentially handcuffed and couldn't further impede the squirrel hunting.

So, the second thing you may note is that one didn't own an amphistaff. They were owned by an amphistaff.

Cat. Dog. Dragon. Snake.

...also, free amphistaff to a good home.

"I've never been to Asation," the witch-boy noted, in answer to the woman's question. As his boots sank down into the muck, adding an earthern color to his white garb, the boy looked around and said, "It reminds me of Dagobah."

He refrained from further use of the Force. He'd come along for the opportunity to get out and explore. The Primeval had taken him to a vast number of worlds. The last thing he wanted was to become a shut-in on Voss. With the researchers accompanying the Jedi Master, it was an easy thing to come along as added security.

"There's a cave there that's strong in the Force," the boy recalled, wondering if she was familiar with. He, of course, referred to the Dark Side so he imagined most Jedi would avoid it even if they had been to Dagobah. Most. But not all. "It's where I trained Azi," the youth noted, even as he wiggled his arms in vain effort to free himself from the coils of the amphistaff, who was ignoring him completely as she continued to scan for something to chase.

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[Matsu Ike]

[member="Boo Chiyo"]

The mention of Dagobah perked her attention as Matsu was crouched and setting markers for the ship and their drones to work. "I have bee, we have several research teams combing it for anything. Recently we found the shadow repository in the swamps." A small thing but funny and interesting for those who knew their history as she rose up. Walking and looking at the creature with the boy. It reminded her of her own and how it moved around her arm but she had left it at home, it was one of those domesticated house staffs that was lazy. ky it wasn't but it stayed there with her children and she had a small look on her face from the smell of the marsh while walking. Now able to see some sections of stone work protruding from the ground in the distance while pointing. "Here though, there could be larger things to protect its secrets. Be on your guard."

 

[Micah tol Powl]

The young Pantoran merely nodded to the word of warning.

With the amphistaff's predatory instincts and fastidious attention to the environment, no squirrels, bogwings, or other such small creatures were going to get past the serpentine biot.

"What is it you're looking for here?" the youth asked curiously, even while he kept his attention on the environmental surroundings.

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[Matsu Ike]

[member="Boo Chiyo"]

"Information." She said it while walking and kept moving forward. "When people think of the gree they think of an ancient civilization with technology still tens of thousands of years more advanced then what we currently have... and this is true but they fail to realize exactly what the gree encountered in the beginning and how they would have come to that technology. The Kwa, the celestials those were their equals. The Rakata were uplifted by the Kwa and given their technology, the humans uplifted by the rakata as slaves and learned how to use their technology.... but." Matsu stopped while holding her hand out and letting the gemstone glow as she used it like a guide. "There were things older that have been found. Groups far more ancient that existed and had secrets. I want gree archeological records from the old city o Tython. They moved into it when it was considered ancient before the je'daii were there. I want to know what came before and what caused the codex to be shattered."

 

[Micah tol Powl]

The Gree?

The Kwa? Rakata? No sooner had the boy asked his question than he realized that he was far too ignorant to even comprehend the level of which the Jedi woman operated.

The young Pantoran was gutter trash, the product of Coruscant's ghetto and its roving band of homeless orphans. That he could read was a minor miracle. It hadn't ever been all that important to him. Reading didn't feed a hungry mouth.

Like the description that the woman gave to how the enslavement of humanity by the Rakata had created the modern, spacefaring era of man so, too, had the boy's enslavement by the Sith elevated him from out of the generational chains of poverty. He learned to use the Force. He learned to kill. He learned the skills that had been most useful to his masters, because his masters paid when the job was done.

The Force didn't feed a hungry mouth either, but credits did.

It might be a sad state of affairs, washed up by the time he was twelve. A disillusioned assassin in self-imposed retirement. And he'd learned many things in the process, from blaster calibration to piloting stunt fighters. But at no point had he ever even thought to ask about what had come before.

"Oh," the Pantoran answered simply, choosing to remain silent and so refrain from looking the part of the simpleton.

Je'daii? Codex?

It was both amazing and frightening that people like [member="Matsu Ike"] existed.

 

[Matsu Ike]

[member="Boo Chiyo"]

Matsu was moving and she looked at the boy when he spoke. A single and simple word that she had heard from some when they realized she knew more then they expected. It helped and made things interesting while she was walking with more of the interest as she turned her head. "Too much information?" She said it with a good natured smile, no malice in it but she had seen plenty and raised her eyebrows. "Just wait until you ask about wanting to learn about some of the different organizations within the jedi." She raised her eyebrows again and they had everything in the marsh showing while she pointed with her head towards a partially submerged section almost like a bridge to walk over to a pathway to ruined compartments in the water that were overgrown as she was walking. "Or when you ask about the finer points of pocket dimensions and trying to navigate them to find otherspace or the dream dimension."

 

[Micah tol Powl]

Different organizations within the Jedi?

The boy's head came up at that statement, more so than the others. Dimensional travel wasn't something that the boy gave a single thought to. It seemed the stuff of pure fantasy. And, even if not, was a matter far and above the likes of him. Different organizations of Jedi, though. That was interesting. As the slave and servant to a Dark Lord, Boo had come to know the Force as a weapon and the Jedi as the Enemy.

Of course, to the Sith, everyone who wasn't part of their own personal power play or agenda was the Enemy. So it was less a term of art and more a catch-all phrase for 'he who is not with me...'

"I thought Jedi were all just... Jedi," the young Pantoran remarked quietly, as he followed the woman through the mire. What else didn't he know about them? What else didn't he know about the Sith for that matter.

If there were different organizations within the Jedi, it stood to reason that the Sith might very well be the same.

Boo hadn't been a Sith Acoylte, he'd merely been as assassin. A tool. A weapon that Darth Scorpius had pointed and pulled the trigger, content to deal with the bullet later -- when all that was left was a slug half-buried in duracrete. Still, it had never occurred to him that he'd never stopped looking at things as simplistically as his master had portrayed them.

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[Matsu Ike]

[member="Boo Chiyo"]

"They are but some have differences. There were jedi who sought communion with the force nearly forsaking everything outside their temple, ones who sought to protect the people, others who wanted to control the future by using premonition powers to control and guide the galaxy, some who sought to experiment within the force to discover its mysteries, ones who used weapons other then a lightsaber, some who used no weapons, some who sought ancient artifacts to safeguard them, some who sought knowledge to educate. There are so many your head can spin trying to keep up and that is still before the ones that sought power for themselves and made their own orders." She kept going and moving through the marsh as a section opened up with stairs leading down that they could use to explore while she looked over some of the submerged pieces f paper that were weather worn.