Private Orinda You Glad to See Me?

[Braze]

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"Oh... I heard you made some cool tech for lightsabers," Braze chirped, following after him. He pulled a small package from a hidden compartment inside his shirt, unfolding a few neatly packed wet cloths. Taking one out, he tucked the rest back into the concealed pocket and began cleaning his hands more properly as he adopted a more typical demeanor while trailing the taller man.

When he finished, Braze folded the cloth and slipped out a small green ribbon with tiny bells attached. "Is that true?" he asked, stepping over the tail and reaching out in an attempt to tie the ribbon onto it. It seemed he came with more antics and 'pranks'.

 

[Laphisto]

Laphisto arched a brow, head tilting slightly as he gave a quiet hum. "The Lilaste Order did indeed develop new technology for lightsaber construction—for our Force users, yes," he said, voice steady but carrying that faint rasp of restrained fatigue. "They're already on the market. Is that the only reason you came all this way?" He started walking again, the low rhythm of his boots echoing down the corridor. Then came the faintest chime of metal bells. His ear twitched once, sharply.

The next sound was a crack of motion. Before Braze could even loop the ribbon, Laphisto's tail lashed out in a sudden, whip-like snap that struck toward his hands with precise speed. The motion wasn't born of anger so much as reflex, the kind that came from centuries of finely tuned instincts.

Braze

 

[Braze]

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"Well yeah~ I wanted to see if you'd be interested in a trade. " He chirped before dropping one end of the ribbon as his tail snapped. He grinned with devious little smirk as he tried again to loop the slip knot around the tip, not giving up after a single try more so seemingly deriving joy form the challenge.

 

[Laphisto]

"A trade?" Laphisto's tone carried a low rumble, the sound vibrating faintly in his chest. "And what, exactly, do you and your Jedi order have to offer in exchange?" His tail flicked once in warning then again, harder this time. The motion cracked through the air like a whip, aimed squarely at the side of Braze's head as the younger man persisted in his foolish attempt. The strike wasn't meant to wound, but to make a point swift, precise, and backed by the quiet authority of someone who'd long since lost patience for games.

Braze

 

[Braze]

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Braze ducked with uncanny speed as if able to determine where his tail was going to be by just watching how the muscles beneath from the base to tip moved.

"I was exiled from the New Jedi Order. " Braze chirped simply " What I have to offer is from my own work. " He clarified. He held the little ribbon and fussed with it in his own hands fashioning a little bow. He slipped it on to his own thumb briefly as he searched his person before presenting a Purple Holocron. " I have this and a few little things [Light-saber component section] I've crafted. "

 

[Laphisto]

Laphisto raised a brow, the faintest glint of curiosity flickering in his eyes before he shook his head with a low, thoughtful hum. "And what, exactly, did you do to get yourself exiled?"

The question wasn't laced with judgment just the weary tone of someone who'd heard that story more times than he cared to count. He had no shortage of guesses; the boy didn't exactly radiate the kind of obedient loyalty the Jedi seemed to prize. But then, that was hardly unique. Every generation of Jedi reshaped itself in the image of the last, and to Laphisto, this so-called "New Order" was no exception.

As Braze spoke, Laphisto accepted the holocron with a measured nod, the device resting neatly against his clawed palm. Examining the holocron in his hand "An interesting design," he murmured after a moment, tone neutral but edged with quiet appreciation. "Though I doubt I'll find much personal use for most of it. Still…" His gaze lingered on a few blueprints before closing the holocron with a soft click. "There are some among my Order who might be interested in these designs." The last word came with a slight pause, his eyes flicking back toward Braze evaluating, but not unkind. "You've done your homework, at least."

Braze

 

[Braze]

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"I did what I had to so fewer people bled. I made hard, ugly choices to prevent far worse from happening. The NJO didn't look past the blood that was spilled." He offered simply. "In short... They didn't care about context, only consequence. I acted out of compassion, but they value doctrine and moral purity and control over understanding." Braze offered as all mirth faded from his voice as if it were a touchy subject he wasn't too enthused to discuss.

 

[Laphisto]

"The Jedi never see the full picture," Laphisto said, his voice low and steady, carrying that old edge of conviction. "They're too busy polishing their own sense of moral superiority to notice the cracks forming beneath their feet."He gave a small scoff, shaking his head with a rumble deep in his chest. Arms folded, he exhaled through his nose a sharp puff of smoke curling into the air like a dragon's sigh.

"Like I told you on Ossus all those years ago," he continued, glancing sidelong at Braze, "I was exiled for the same sin you've just described. Not for violence, not for corruption but for thought. For believing that knowledge shouldn't be caged behind walls of fear and ceremony. That choice should belong to the one who seeks it."

The faintest trace of bitterness slipped through his tone, tempered by a calm certainty. "The Council never understood that freedom of will isn't a threat to the Force it's its truest expression."

Braze

 

[Braze]

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" It wasn't my thoughts that branded me as needing atonement. It was something beyond my control. I either had to find a way to appease someone or be used as a weapon against innocents, friends, and family. I made my choices out of compassion and the preservation of life to the best of my abilities, even while being coerced. They chose to vilify me rather than acknowledge that I was also a victim." Braze explained.

 

[Laphisto]

Laphisto's scoff deepened, a low sound that rumbled in his chest as he shook his head. The weight of Braze's words settled in, and understanding flickered across his expression."Actions, thoughts it's all the same in their eyes," he said at last, tone edged with weary irony. "You acted on what you believed would spare lives, and they branded you for it. That's the Jedi way. They only ever see sin, never circumstance."

A dry chuckle followed, humorless but not unkind. "One thing I've learned about them they're never wrong. You could show them a candle burning black as pitch, and they'd argue it's just a very dark shade of grey."He exhaled softly through his nose, the faintest wisp of smoke curling upward. "It's easier for them to reshape truth than admit their light can cast shadows."

Braze

 

[Braze]

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"Well its' not what they should be... " Braze offered with a small exhaustive sigh as if unable to really reconcile why this came to be.

 

[Laphisto]

laphisto shook his head gently " and they will never be anything else. trust me. i have seen the same cycle for thousands of years. it never changes, never improves and every time they seem to be going the right direction they just fall in on themselves and start all over again" laphisto gave a small sigh as he walked into the turbo lift turning around and waiting for braze to join him before heading back up to the bridge

Braze

 

[Braze]

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Braze padded along after him toying with the little ribbon and the bells. He glanced up at the man curiously. " How old are you?" Braze asked seemingly amazed. He knew there were individuals who's suffered long carbonite freezes.

He shifted his attention to Laphisto 's wings. " Is it hard to take your armor off with extra appendages like that ?" He asked padding along after him and pausing as he stood beside him.

 

[Laphisto]

"How long ago was the war against Ajunta Pall?" Laphisto asked with a faint grin, the brow above his remaining eye lifting in quiet amusement. The question alone carried his answer ancient, rhetorical, almost teasing. As the turbolift began its ascent, the soft hum of machinery filled the pause between them.

He glanced down at Braze, the corner of his mouth twitching in faint amusement before catching the next question. "It can be," he admitted, shifting his weight slightly as one wing flexed and resettled. "But this suit was built to accommodate my... unique physiology."

Laphisto raised a clawed hand and tapped at a narrow seam that ran between the armored plating. "My old beskar'gam used straps and buckles it was practical, but cumbersome. This one's sealed. Pressurized locks, micro-magnetic couplings efficient, if a bit of a nightmare to repair." A soft rumble slipped from his throat half chuckle, half sigh as he looked forward again. "Perks of living long enough to see armor design evolve a few dozen times over."

Braze

 

[Braze]

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"A... Ajunta... Pall? I dunno who that is. I dunno what war that is either... He must not have been all that important... " Braze shrugged. There had been much information lost to the annals of history. He gave the armor a peculiar look over before looking all the way back up trying to catch those mis-matched eyes. " Buckles huh? I bet that was a lot easier to spruce up. " He offered. " Does it take forever to get cleaned?" Braze asked next examining the complex sort of armor that he had encased himself in. Braze seemed to follow him like a lost puppy sticking close to his side.

 

[Laphisto]

Laphisto gave a quiet frown, then a short, dry chuckle as the lift hummed around them. "Ajunta Pall was one of the first to call himself sith an event that happened long before the Sith became what you know them as today. Ancient history now… buried beneath more wars than I care to count." His ears twitched faintly as he exhaled through his nose. "I've been frozen and thawed more times than most civilizations rise and fall. The details blur after a few millennia."

The turbolift doors parted with a soft hiss, and the low murmur of voices spilled in from beyond. Laphisto stepped forward, his talons clicking against the polished deck as the command bridge came into view a broad chamber filled with ordered motion and the hum of machinery.

It looked much like any Star Destroyer's command deck, but one feature stood apart: a large long sword mounted above the central viewport, the center of its blade etched with eight sigils. the last of them gleamed the same emblem engraved on the chestplate of Laphisto's armor.

"Buckles were what I grew up with," he continued, glancing down at Braze as his tail flicked idly behind him. "Simple, reliable, but cumbersome. but actually Kov'dra is surprisingly easy to clean. Easier than most metals, actually. I'd say that's one of its few redeeming qualities. Durability and convenience can't complain about that."

Braze

 

[Braze]

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"Kov'dra? Is that what your armor's made of?" Braze asked, his tone curious as his head tilted slightly to the side. "I need to fix up my own armor soon," he added, almost sheepishly. "Been thinking about a few upgrades."

He brightened a little, the spark of enthusiasm quick to follow. "But! I do want to take a look at that saber tech of yours," he said, stepping lightly to keep pace beside him. "I've been developing all kinds of saber tech myself, trying to learn everything I can and hone the craft."

Braze's smile turned boyish as he spoke, his eyes alight with genuine interest. "I've been working with krysteel and adamantite lately. They're tricky, but… fun to figure out."

 

[Laphisto]

"Yes," Laphisto replied, his tone even but faintly edged with pride. "Kov'dra. It's native to Kiev'ara my people's homeworld. We discovered it during the Planeshift Event". He gave a small shrug, breaking the weight of memory with a dry huff. "As for your alloys krysteel and adamantite? I'll admit, those are unfamiliar to me. Time tends to leave a few gaps in the catalog." Laphisto's single ear flicked, catching the eagerness in Braze's voice. His brow lifted slightly, half in curiosity, half in faint amusement. "You've an interest in saber craftsmanship, then?"

Without much ceremony, he reached down and disengaged the Broad saber at his hip. The mag-lock released with a resonant click, and he held the hilt out toward Braze offering it with the casual ease of someone who trusted his control over the situation completely. "Well, I don't have spare parts aboard," he said, his voice a low rumble. "But the unit here has everything integrated the focusing array, the new conduction matrix, and the containment core. Consider it a working example." A brief smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Just don't press the activator indoors."

Braze

 

[Braze]

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"Yup! I build a ton of weapons. Here, look."
He raised his wrist and activated a holocom unit, projecting a display of sabers for Laphisto to see.
"Feel free to take a look at my armory."

Saber Armory

◆ SABER ARMORY ◆

Retribution	Gauntlet Shield	Corsage	Calypso	Sentry
Requiem	Echo	Resurgence	Whirlwind	Twilight
Nightshade	Hot 'n' Heavy Compensator	Mysterious Lightsaber	Troublemaker's Trickblade	Voice of the Wind

Braze practically lit up as he looked the weapon over, eyes bright with interest. He reached out gently, ready to take it if Laphisto offered it to him for inspection. "May I ?"

 

[Laphisto]

Laphisto turned his gaze toward the holographic projection, the faint blue light washing across the lines of his face. Without hesitation, he placed his own saber into Braze's waiting hands a gesture that carried quiet confidence, if not a hint of curiosity in return. As Braze took the weapon, Laphisto's claws drifted through the holodisplay, shifting from one saber design to the next. His lone ear twitched at each transition, the small movements betraying a focus sharper than his outward calm suggested.

"An impressive armory," he murmured, the low rumble in his chest carrying a note of genuine approval. "You've clearly put time and no small amount of creativity into these." He tilted his head slightly, eyes narrowing as he studied the fine inscriptions and readouts. "I can't claim to understand every specification here, but I can tell enough to see how they function. Efficient, but... personal. You've got a craftsman's touch."

Braze