Edwin Setyl
Retributionist
Edwin finally retrieved his lightsaber. He stared on rather unimpressed with the fighting. It felt like it ended as soon as it started. Then again, he had been meditating a good amount of time. He wouldn’t particularly know. Edwin stared on as the other padawans begin to look at him. “Seemed no one in this blasted galaxy cares that you don't try to kill people,” He muttered irritably.
It seemed his time on this planet was finally done. With a sigh of relief he touched the earpiece in his helmet, calling his ship. “Hragnis, bring my ship over. I think it’s time we continue our search. This planet has been quite the annoyance recently.” The signature of the tusken showed no hope. Nothing, just a broken lost jedi who seemed to direly need purpose. And with a straight foward and simple one. But one of the most foolish that’ll never succeed.
In this galaxy, there will always be Sith and Jedi. Neither can eradiate the other as long as each philosophies stay eternal. And that was certainly an impossible task to destroy what can be written. What can be remembered. And what can be built upon. The galaxy needs a basis for everything to start on. A template. Especially for these force sensitives with no other purpose to their powers. To eradicate it would be near to impossible to begin with. Besides, Edwin had other priorities. He used this as his ‘break’ but now realized just how much of a fool he was for that. It no longer wasted his time, but also the time of that bounty hunter he agreed to help. “And if they attack the ship, just simply ignore it for once. These ones won’t be any close to a threat, for now.”
There was a chuckle at the end. Then a grunt. “Alright, so how am I to do so if I have claws?”
Edwin let out an irratible sigh, he knew the Sith Lord was messing with him. “Just use the force to press those buttons. I thought you were a powerful user?”
“I am,” He heard steam exhale from his shuttle from the holocall and the beeping of dials. “Tracking your coordinates now, I’ll be there in no time.” Edwin could only hope he wouldn’t run in an space officials on his way to get the acolyte. The Sephi stared at his approaching adversaries. He put away his blaster and lightsaber. His tactics was always to let his targets attack first. A typical immensely easy task. It kind of made him grin as the tusken approached him in a defensive stance. Seemed the fool expected Edwin to attack first. Why couldn’t anyone read Edwin? All he ever did was hide his alignment in the force and teachings. With a sigh, he awaited for his ship to arrive. He could easily defend if they came close to him. He began to meditate, to strengthen himself in the force. It was a shame he could never practice healing magic. It was the one part in the force he was the most fond of. Oh well, force push and force speed will have to do in combat for now.
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It seemed his time on this planet was finally done. With a sigh of relief he touched the earpiece in his helmet, calling his ship. “Hragnis, bring my ship over. I think it’s time we continue our search. This planet has been quite the annoyance recently.” The signature of the tusken showed no hope. Nothing, just a broken lost jedi who seemed to direly need purpose. And with a straight foward and simple one. But one of the most foolish that’ll never succeed.
In this galaxy, there will always be Sith and Jedi. Neither can eradiate the other as long as each philosophies stay eternal. And that was certainly an impossible task to destroy what can be written. What can be remembered. And what can be built upon. The galaxy needs a basis for everything to start on. A template. Especially for these force sensitives with no other purpose to their powers. To eradicate it would be near to impossible to begin with. Besides, Edwin had other priorities. He used this as his ‘break’ but now realized just how much of a fool he was for that. It no longer wasted his time, but also the time of that bounty hunter he agreed to help. “And if they attack the ship, just simply ignore it for once. These ones won’t be any close to a threat, for now.”
There was a chuckle at the end. Then a grunt. “Alright, so how am I to do so if I have claws?”
Edwin let out an irratible sigh, he knew the Sith Lord was messing with him. “Just use the force to press those buttons. I thought you were a powerful user?”
“I am,” He heard steam exhale from his shuttle from the holocall and the beeping of dials. “Tracking your coordinates now, I’ll be there in no time.” Edwin could only hope he wouldn’t run in an space officials on his way to get the acolyte. The Sephi stared at his approaching adversaries. He put away his blaster and lightsaber. His tactics was always to let his targets attack first. A typical immensely easy task. It kind of made him grin as the tusken approached him in a defensive stance. Seemed the fool expected Edwin to attack first. Why couldn’t anyone read Edwin? All he ever did was hide his alignment in the force and teachings. With a sigh, he awaited for his ship to arrive. He could easily defend if they came close to him. He began to meditate, to strengthen himself in the force. It was a shame he could never practice healing magic. It was the one part in the force he was the most fond of. Oh well, force push and force speed will have to do in combat for now.
[member="Jakkor Kess"] | [member="Ariealla Vareldi"] | [member="Alana Vettry"] | [member="Orion Trex"] | @Xiarr Sair