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Needed Rest | Silver Jedi (Kashyyyk, Open)

Minch

Afraid, you are. Worried, I'm not.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rLVowa3xEbY



Elpsis Kerrigan-Alcori said:
"I am no Jedi, and I'm damn glad I'm not,"

Minch stared morosely at the deadened earth where Darth Excidium's poison had destroyed the plant life in a huge swath. The woman Minch had come to help during the battle, Elpsis, and her words came back to him as he walked this place. There was a shock in the bitter words that Minch could feel. Why were things so different now? Where had things gone so wrong that a Jedi was no longer viewed as part of a benevolent ideal? His family had only ever talked highly of the opportunity to become a Jedi.



Elpsis Kerrigan-Alcori said:
"Maybe you should go pay the Togorians a visit. Or the Eldorai. Or anyone who's been a victim of the Sith. Not in ancient times, but recently. And ask them how they feel like cuddling the people who've oppressed and tormented them. Hell, go chat with the Jedi at your enclave."

He'd never meant it like that, as though everyone should be inhumanely passive in the face of oppression. He knew the Sith were bad, but, even if you really wanted to, you couldn't lump them all together and give into hatred. Some Sith were undeniably cruel and evil while others were simply trying to get by in a structure that actually welcomed them. It was easier to view them all as a single, evil mass, but quick and easy is also the way to the Dark Side. The galaxy needed methodical defenders of peace with the wisdom to know when to intercede and when to heal. Taking the high road was never meant to be easy, which is why many had failed to maintain it.



Elpsis Kerrigan-Alcori said:
If you try to parlay with monsters, you'll only cause yourself pain - and those you want to protect.

Minch remembered his refugee outreach work. It had never been easy to maintain and establish a solid foundation for the refugees amidst the criminal pressure and the daily settlement maintenance troubles. He had watched many good people perish in his time, but giving into the anger would only work against everything they had given to build a peaceful home and thus waste their noble sacrifices. It had been long and arduous, but also enriching and worthwhile.

There was a place for Jedi, real Jedi, in this galaxy; a sore need, even. There would be enemies, apathetics, misguided "allies" who are assured in their own ideals, but that's to be expected in this mad, wild, incredible, beautiful, scary galaxy.

He breathed in...and he breathed out. Much better. A smile lifted Minch's mouth and he peacefully walked back to Silver Rest.
 
In immaculate white as white could be, tunic, boots, and trousers. Faintest lines of silver across his person. One Taiden Keth was at work in the temple grounds. A familiar sight to be picking up branches and other assorted rubble that had been cast aside. Usually returning after the battle had been fought all too often. His expression didn’t show it but he was focused on the area around him, the natural beauty of Kashyyyk, the circle of life and death that came and went for them all.

His touch was light, preservative, and dedicated to fallen bush or shrub. His aura of equal gentility and grace. He stopped as he saw another passing and gracefully bowed to three quarters, eyes closed and trusting here. [member="Minch"] Returning to his gardening work, and planting another bed of flowers to return the area to the beauty it had known. Red, blues and yellows in full bloom, tidy and arranged to better suit the other plants that he was adding them, the insects meant to complement the vegetation around him.

Some patches of ground would take many years to return to what they once were, his carefully attentions didn’t falter however, they never had. If he had to return to these spots that were damaged for the next year, that would provide ample rest and meditative duty. Just gently repairing what others broke, out of sight and mind of most. “A fine new day.” His voice offered to Minch, to contrast perhaps some of what he seen the day previous. Giving what passed for an Echani smile, which was more a reserved expression of goodwill.

[member="Minch"]​
 
Now, as with anything in vehicle-based warfare, knowing the platform's capabilities and weaknesses was important in submarine warfare. While, of course, there were three types of battle submarines in service, the aquatic fighter, which was faster but at best the speed of a main battle tank, the attack submarine, slower, but much more heavily armed, both of which are attributes of its size, and the siege submarines, which carry heavier, longer-ranged ordnance, and were, as a result, bigger and slower or more sluggish. As she could only imagine, the latter two should ideally be escorted. But she had no idea how to go around managing both, and firing arcs were crucial here. But who else would even operate submarines, other than aquatic races? What kind of factions, other than the GE, would deem their ocean planets so important that they would need seaborne warfare on top of the mainstays of ground and space warfare? she thought, while realizing that seaborne warfare is not as prioritized today as was the case in pre-space civilizations, and that factions can be in for unpleasant surprises but those surprises wear off quickly.
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
Sukai gave a short nod, it was a little hard to understand what the Mando meant but she guessed he was talking about the knight trails a Padawan would undertake to move up to the status of night. "Rites of passage, tasks that one needs to complete to become a knight, they vary from person to person and often enough a Jedi may complete a list of tasks that would earn them the title, like me". "I never did my knight trials, but during the latest military operate to the planet of Charros my skills in the force, combat and wise use of knowledge well-earned me that rank".

Great now she was rambling on again, the young woman shaking her head a little focusing on what Verd was saying, "I will consider it, perhaps in time when I become more proficient in teaching". She walked over to the man as he sat against a tree, kneeling beside in a traditional Jin/meditative style, pondering the next question posed to her, reading. "I spend a lot of time reading up on galactic history, but I enjoy visual novels from Atrsia, what do you enjoy"? Did Mandaloirans read much at all? perhaps legends of old from the days of the crusades, but considering Verds back story so far that may not have been the best option to pick.

[member="Ithiel Verd"]
 

Minch

Afraid, you are. Worried, I'm not.
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[member="Taiden Keth"]

" 'And every new day, a fine', a pessimist might say." *Hmm, hmm hmm!*

Minch cheerfully grumbled his typical throaty laugh at his own bit of humor. He regarded the gardener and smiled. The eager and impatient found little worth in the act of gardening, so it spoke well to an individual's abilities and disposition when they heartily took up the arduous, never ending hobby of gardening. Minch deviated from his course and padded over to the pale young man.

"A green thumb, many claim that I possess. Yet, a greener thumb, I would contend that YOU possess. Hmmm...Echani, yes? On the training grounds, I would expect you. Pleasantly surprised, I am, to find one of your kind equally graceful in the tending of earth."
 
Smiling. Taiden had learned to smile in the company of Nima and Matsu, but Echani didn’t laugh as you’d expect. Instead his feet relaxed and his body moved with more swing, clipping another weed that had begun to overrun the area. Kashyyyk’s ecosystem in a constant state of flux down here as it was, battles tended to throw out the balance all too often

“My family has always kept a herbal garden on Mon Calamari,” The world being a huge ocean that might be odd, but Taiden carried on, “and it is uplifting to the spirit to keep the balance here.” An eloquent way of saying, it makes me feel good. There was a bit of pride in mentioning the ancestral estate but it was well hidden behind the calmer exterior.

“Do you tend to a garden here?” The stranger had a relaxing manner, and it had been contagiously well received by the usually reserved Echani, “Taiden son of Keth and Wodenstam.” There was ceremoniously another quarter bow, eyes closed again, but the hint of a smile remained. As usual there would be a long pause between Taiden speaking, because their race preferred communication through bodylanuage, but he had learned to adapt. “Have you traveled beside the order long?” Life displayed in motion movement, growth over time, like the garden he was setting ahead of him. He watched Minch to learn more of him, how he moved, how he stood, how he expressed, the words secondary.

[member="Minch"]​
 
Remaining sitting on the tree trunk, Ithiel listened and learned. “You are bloodied.” There was envy in the young Verd’s voice. “All Jedi trials test our battle readiness?” Being who he was, he assumed as much, searching out for answers from the Knight.

Adjusting his visor to match the new light level where he sat. “Atrsia? Only heard rumors.” Ithiel let her fill in the blanks. He’d never been, only heard of it. He let her explain more if she wanted.

What did Ithiel Verd read? Good question. “Mandalorian texts. Psylock Engineers Digest, and the Essential Speeders Guide.” A guide which came every week. Ithiel was amassing a collection of rare speeders and parts, which he’d moved to a second storage unit because the other crusaders needed room to breathe too. All that wasn’t what he’d meant.

“Meaning texts to prepare for my trials and training.” Jedi texts, literature, anything to give him a headstart. “Galactic history. That I could get into, any author that’s worth it?”

[member="Sky'ito Yumi"]​
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
She gave another nod to the man, that was kinds of true, "yes but there is a little more to it then thank, beside combat skill a Padawan is tested on knowledge and how to best put it to use, think of it more an exam period in school where PE is just one of the many test a student must pass". As for his comment on Atrisa, well it was not uncommon, the planet was kind of odd for outsiders, strange language, clothes, buildings culture, the lot, "perhaps I can show you a bit more in the future, will probably be an interesting experience for you".

She listened intently to what the man said about readings, not at all surprised with the subscription to 'Engineers Digest, and the Essential Speeders Guide', perhaps she could read into one of those, get a little more knolwdge in on her technical skills. "Authors, not really know any, most stuff I read and from many past Jedi and Sith historians, I have also visited the public library on Coruscant many of times so no I do not really have an author of interest unfortunately". It had also been a while since her last book session, come to think of it now would have been a good time to sit down and read, though chatting with Verd seemed to be just as interesting.

[member="Ithiel Verd"]
 
When Varindar was done with reading the essentials of submarine warfare, she plans on returning the book to the library; however, in doing so, she encountered one [member="Minch"] talking to [member="Taiden Keth"] near one of the better-tended areas of the garden inside the temple complex. Then again, what knowledge either of them could impart about gardening, even something as basic as watering, could be of help to her in the hotel. Even with the limited extent of the hotel's inner garden, gardening may as well be a headache for her. That she'd rather leave it up to the hotel's groundskeeper. Just that, as the GM of the Crown Nebula, she would need to be mindful of that in an emergency. She had to make do with the flowers she could find in the desertic regions of the planet, plants that could grow with limited water and yet provide the aesthetics that will help guests relax. Poor Varindar! She seemed to be out of her depth; while, in a swimming context she could talk at length until most non-swimmers would run out of questions, here the reverse was true: she would be the one asking questions. As she approached the two, the Yoda-like person and Taiden...

"Sorry to eavesdrop on you, but I couldn't help but overhear you talking about gardening. I'm Varindar. I have a question about watering plants: what should I take into account when watering plants? I have a garden on Trandosha, so I want to be prepared once I return to it"
 

Minch

Afraid, you are. Worried, I'm not.
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[member="Taiden Keth"] | [member="Varindar Asyt"]

Minch's feet moved little whenever he talked to someone. Almost always, his feet remained planted and his hands clasped together in front of his robes as he talked. Yet, whenever he fell into deep, problem solving thought, that was when he would begin to pace back and forth a little and clasp his hands behind his back instead. His face was another story. His eyebrows and dimples would shift regularly based on his current thoughts. It didn't take much for a smile to genuinely reach his eyes.

"Been here long, I have not. A recent addition, I am. Previously, stayed in the background of the galaxy, I had. Now, no more. Direct intervention needed."

His eyes grew serious, his gaze turned to the side and his smile left for a moment. Minch caught himself, though, and looked back up at Taiden with a positive look once more.

"Commit to a garden sometime, perhaps I shall. Yet, very busy I am, here and now."

He turned an interested brow towards the newcomer, Varindar. One would be considered bold to come forth and talk to others out of the blue like that, but Minch had witnessed stranger occurences.

"Find, I do, that singing and talking to your plants helps. Invest in them, they invest in you. Craves interaction, all life does."
 
Trials. He’d need more information on the trials, time to search the library later. Not aware that the trials came after a long period as a padawan. “I’d like that. Thanks.” The young Mandalorian had a grin. Feeling like he’d found someone who he could talk to straight. He'd not just had a man to woman or man to man talk outside of the crusaders since planetfall here. She'd been the first, and he was happy he had.

Wiping his hands dry on a cloth and nodding, V began packing up his tools and equipment. “First friend I’ve made Sukai. Be happy to standby you.” The toolcase closed shut and he gave her a final look before leaving. “Till next time.” With a heave the large box was picked up under his arm, and the Mandalorian made his way back to his shed. Sure to be spooked by another animal call the moment he let his guard down, the young V hauled his kit off into the forests nearby.

[member="Sky'ito Yumi"]​

Fin for Ithiel
OOC:
Thanks for the rp!
 
[member="Varindar Asyt"]

Taiden’s clear eyes and open expression looked upward to Varindar considering his response, he didn’t pause for long because here he was engaged with the topic.

“Time of day is essential, else you may burn the leaves in the high sun, earlier on or later on when the sun is not directly on the leaf is preferred. Also important, each plant has a water balance, and very few like to be over watered, it is very easy to damage a plant by leaving its roots immersed in water.” Taiden seemed in his element, confident and comfortable talking about his hobby and pastime. Taking great care with the plant he was handling.

He pulled back the stem slightly to expose the ground beneath, and showed her it was damp but not water logged. “Draining them is particularly important, depending on the soil you may need to assist them with a bed, and when they are first starting out, try to be careful with the quality of water you give them. Try to water the soil, not the leaf.” Patting the ground down firmly to make sure he’d packed in the flower. Taiden’s zealousness for water quality didn’t just extend to himself, but watering the plants too, especially the younger ones.

[member="Minch"]

“It is hard to be busy in the garden,” Taiden’s posture remained as informal as you'd see him. The garden was the most relaxing place he could put himself. He had not sung or talked to his plants before and so learned down with curiosity, unsure what to say to the flower. “Very welcome to make your acquaintance.” Addressing the youngest bud he’d just planted. Resting his hand several times on the earth was more natural for him, expressing the fact he was there to it.

“Do they like any particular tune?”
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
Sukai gave the mando a slight wave of her hand as he packed up the construction tool, "I am glad to be of use to you, perhaps we will meet one another again, but for now I guess this is good bye, I am sure you have many things to do". Her eyes longed on the man for a few moment before finally the figure disappeared into the small ahead in the distance, leaving Sukai without anyone to talk with. Glacing around it seemed everyone already had a partner of sorts, well all except for an Atrisan, seemed to be quite a few in the order, woman, seeming to be wandering around aimlessly. What was interesting happened to be the strong light side aura that emanated from her, most likely said person being a master, but at the same time not reining any bells peaking Sukai's curiosity. With long graceful stride the Jedi Knight slowly approached the woman, giving a very standard greeting bow, "greetings to you master Jedi, how are you enjoying the gardens this fine day".

[member="Ayumi Pallopides"]
 

Ayumi Pallopides

Heir to the Emperor, Former Senator of Denon
[member="Sky'ito Yumi"]

Ayumi had been wandering around while she looked at it, looked at some of the people who were around and it raised her eyebrow in interest but she didn't go off to interact with them. Ayumi waited for a moment and was ready to leave when someone approached her speaking.... at first she thought it was a padawan but she was stronger then that. "Hello." THough her addressing her as a master was strange at first, she wasn't used to it while she stood there and in the outfit she slid her hands from under the cloak portion of it. "Yes I am." A smile formed on her face and Ayumi was checking around in case she meant someone else. Ayumi looked up as she brushed her hair behind her shoulder and ear for a moment. "I am enjoying it quite well thank you."
 
"My guess, and I might be completely off the track, is that what tunes a plant might prefer would depend on its natural habitat: if a plant grows up in an area with abundant natural, animal wildlife, it might tolerate rock or other similar tune styles, but it might be disturbing to a plant that naturally lives in an environment with limited animal wildlife" she told both [member="Minch"] and [member="Taiden Keth"] while answering Taiden's question.

And, by that logic, plants that naturally lived on Trandosha that were in the garden could handily handle the noises of the guests in the hotel, but she wasn't about to let the alien plants in the hotel's garden die, and she had to make sure the plants could grow in the same box according to shade and soil requirements; watering requirements can be adjusted more easily than shade or soil in a region as dry as Forak, which is a desertic region, with the understanding that Trandosha's jungles are quite different from its deserts. But perhaps Varindar was out of her depth here... she learned about watering and she was still clueless about fertilizers, soils, and other things that matter to a gardener. Yet she was willing to learn about gardening, to the extent it was relevant to maintaining the hotel's premises, so that she can understand the guests' concerns about gardening, and also the staff's. She promised the guests that the five-star Crown Nebula Hotel be a refuge of honesty and transparency in a jungle of scum and villainy, and she had to do what she can to achieve that; for this, she has to know the ins and outs of operating the business.
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
Sukai gave a slightly smile at the woman's response watching a they brushed their long hair to the side, glad that she had not disturbed her in any way, "I though I would say hello as you appeared to be alone and without anyone to talk to, that is unless you are waiting for someone"? It did not seem as such, considering how long her and Verd had been talking for, but best to check, "I do not believe I have had the pleasure of making your acquaintance before, my name is Sukai'ito Yumi, newly appointed Jedi knight". She gave another bow to the slightly shorter woman, eager to gain a response, hair long blue hair waving slightly in the breeze that swept through the lush green garden.

[member="Ayumi Pallopides"]
 

Ayumi Pallopides

Heir to the Emperor, Former Senator of Denon
[member="Sky'ito Yumi"]

Ayumi looked at Sukai and she was well she was different then many of the other jedi knights that she had seen before. She was looking voer at some of the others and then spoke hearing her name. "I am Ayumi, it is a pleasure to meet you." She said it with a smile on her face though and walked forward with a nod of her head. "Sadly I am not... known by many. I have been here but I mostly stay away from gatherings. It isn't always easier when they know who one of the battle meditators are in the ship chambers." She said it and that was what she did at Gydine for everyone and with some help on worlds like Mirial and Voss."
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
Sukai gave a understanding nod to the new master that named herself Ayumi, not everyone needed or wanted to be well known, after all there where many Jedi among the Rest, if would only be natural not to know each member. "Well it is nice to meet you regardless meet you anyway Ayumi-sama, though I have to ask, you said battle meditation did you not? I have always been wondering what is involved with that force power and how it affects people". "Oh an I am grateful for any hand that you have had in battle I myself may take part in, always nice to know there is someone watching over me in a spiritual sense... no pressure though".

[member="Ayumi Pallopides"]
 

Ayumi Pallopides

Heir to the Emperor, Former Senator of Denon
[member="Sky'ito Yumi"]

She gave her a small look and reained there wanting to check out some parts of it. "Well there is a great many things involved in battle meditation and it requires intense training to learn how to use. Most might be able to use it on a smaller scale most of the time while some can cover entire sectors of space... still others the really rare talents can go even further then that with the right techniques and incentives." She offered a smile though while looking for something to drink when she held out a hand walking. "Walk with me and we can discuss it away from some of the others." She said it though and was going to be ont he search for proper tea... some of this stuff wasn't terrible but... vine tea was impressive and nice to have.
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
"Something else... like what master Matsu did during the attack? it was sort of like battle meditation but on a personal level, and also felt like she was guarding our minds from metal attacks at the same time, is that similar to what you mean or different power all together"? The whole concept around mind powers was still new to Sukai, mainly looking at physical combat and non-combat powers, perhaps this woman could train her, after all she seemed to have a lot of free time. "I would be more then glad to accompany you master Ayumi, where are we going? or did you just want to take a leisurely walk along the garden walk ways"? The Atrisian woman seemed reclusive and distant, but that was a personality Sukai could get behind and liked in all honesty.

[member="Ayumi Pallopides"]
 

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