Seeing Some Rain, Ey?

[Josh Dragovalor]

Outer Rim​

Something told him this planet didn't see rain often. There was very little plant life, he noted. And yet, rain had chosen to fall on this day. As long, golden locks were drenched with rain, a young man - well, perhaps not so young of a man anymore - would pull up the hood on his brown cloak. It covered a set of white Jedi robes, encased over a suit of armor that'd been made to be as light as possible, while still providing the protections that the materials allowed.

Jedi Master Josh DragonsFlame, while he busied himself working for a variety of Jedi Orders to bring peace across the galaxy, tended to take time to go for excursions out to the Outer Rim. There were always people out there who needed the hand of a Jedi... Hands being reached out for the Jedi that were hardly ever met with a hand of support. Looters, ravagers, bandits, brigands, raiders... You name it, there were many little villages constantly having to deal with this sort of thing. If the Jedi weren't able to come out here commonly... The least he could do was lend a hand once in awhile. They needed something to take onto after all... Needed to hang onto hope. And find inspiration to take up their own arms and fight. Someone needed to be that beacon... While he was not wanting that hope to be based around him, he hoped that the Jedi could be something to look to, to tell them that it was okay to be brave... Okay to fight back to protect those you love.

Brimming brown eyes poked out of the hood as Josh would note the village that was coming up. He'd gotten a tip from one of his regular tipsters that a village on this planet was soon to be raided. Being in the area, and knowing it was soon, he'd parked his ship nearby. He didn't want to land it near the village and risk alarming them. So he landed the Final Dragon a good ways away - leaving it under heavy guard as he would get on a Swoop bike and drive toward it.

The village was just ahead... And from the corner of his eye, he could see light. A lot of light, at that. They belonged to a variety of torches, that were out even as the rain had begun to fall. The torches would go out soon, but he had a feeling he'd found his raiders.

They would be upon them soon... He needed to hurry.


[member="Dakota Reign"]

 

[Knights_Of_Rainey]

Blaster fire from the start. Explosion from the start. A group of raiders and scavengers are going door to door in this small town asking for goods at gun point, threatening everyone in the town. Their leader, he went by the name of Turk. Had a blaster rifle on his shoulder as will as grenades on his belt. An eye patch and under the patch a scar showing through. He has tormented this town for quite some time, he screams out

"YOU KNOW THE DRILL! Ha..... Ha.... You know how this goes. I want your PARTS! I want your FOOD! I want your CREDITS! I want your WOMEN! YOUR CHILDREN! I want it all! No... I EARNED IT ALL! NOW HAND IT OVER!"

Panic echoes around the town as members of the town line up outside as Turk and his men analyze any and everything. He had tormented them for years now, no one standing up.

"You three.... Search house to house... We are taking everything!"

Three to four men go to each hut raiding and taking everything... Taking anything they can get their hands on. One hut... Two hut... Three hut... Then all of the sudden a vocal hum with the echoes of screams comes from the final hut, blaster fire being heard, being deflected, his men being slain. A look of curiosity comes across him as a figure exits the hut, lightsaber in hand, he yells out

"HEY! Turk! How about you leave this place and NEVER COME BACK! If you and your men VALUE YOUR LIVES!"

Turk lets out a huge laugh

"WHAT?! You master jedi? You want me to believe you are a JEDI.... PROTECTOR OF THE PIECE?! No Jedi has jurisdiction over MY TERRITORY! How about you GIVE ME THAT SABER BOY!"

He speaks up

"I'm not your boy.... My name is Dakota Reign... And you are going to GET OUT OF MY TOWN!"

A looks of determination overcomes him as Turk turns to his men.

"OPEN FIRE!"

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Phdd9WBwQU​

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Josh would park his speeder on the outskirts of the village as he would decide to calmly walk in. The "Turks" had already made their way into the village, and they had already begun to torment the villagers. Going door to door, demanding all they had, demanding tribute... Lining people up... Quite frankly, it was sickening, but he knew by now to keep his emotions in check. Getting angry would just cause him to make a mistake.

He could hear shouting... It seemed that a boy, a "Jedi" apparently, had shown up. He was confused. Astounded. He hadn't heard of any other Jedi doing these rounds as he was... And he knew no Jedi had been sent orders out here, from any of the Orders he was frequenting. He had informed them of where he was going, you'd think he'd have sent them to back him up. This whole thing was strange...

But the "Turks" remained undeterred, and their leader would have a firing squad line up and aim their blasters at this "Jedi". At his command, they were about to open fire, when...

One of the men on the end of the line would suddenly be lifted into the air lightly, likely catching the attention of the firing squad. Suddenly he would be sent careening into the one next to him, and the domino effect that came would cause discord and chaos. With that in place, the Jedi Master would step out from the shadows, calmly drawing his lightsaber. Blue in color, the blade was notably longer than the average. With his size, and the extra arm's reach that it granted him, Josh liked to stab forward for a lunge shot at times, and a longer blade helped make the most of this technique. With that, he would allow the lightsaber to fly from his hand, a small smirk crossing his lips as it would begin to spin, and fly toward the line.

With a series of slashes from the spinning blade, it would cut a graceful swath through the firing squad. Every attack came to the sides. No kills, each one was simply wounded by slashes through the side that would take them out of the fight for some time. With the firing squad out of the way, he still had plenty more of these "Turks" to clean up... The lightsaber would return to his hand and he would spin the handle between his fingers a moment as he would step forward. Not once did he remove the hood. He didn't need to - not yet anyway.

He'd made the most of the element of surprise. Now it was up to him, and this "Jedi" to route the rest.

[member="Dakota Reign"]

 

[Knights_Of_Rainey]

Men are flying, lightsabers are slashing, "Could this be a jedi?" he thought to himself. But this only distracted him for a moment as he is being fired on.

He does his best to parry the shots, one of the turks approached him, vibroblade in hand and swings at him. He jumps slightly backwards to avoid the strike and brought up his unstable saber horizontal at eye level to stop the overhead strike. They have a stand off struggle and a turk maybe ten feet away from him blasts a rifle and Dakota shoves the vibroblade wielder off with everything he can and turns to the blaster fire deflecting sending the shots right back at him to deal with him.

"Heh... I guess I'm not awful at this..."

He mutters to himself but the vibroblade weilder turns to him and pulls out a second blade. He swings them around as though to intimidate Dakota, and Dakota is baiting him in and leans his head forward as though to bait him some more and the blades fly forward and Dakota jumps backwards blocking one slash, and another, his feet moving as fast as they can but the blade wielder has the better foot work and he stumbles down on the dirt and the blade wielder tries ending him!

He does a double stabbing thrust motion right into the dirt but Dakota rolls out of the way once! Twice! He goes to stab once more and Dakota aligns the saber right in front of his chest to stop the final blow. Once again their is a struggle and Dakota kicks him off! He gets right back up and the vibro-blader lunges at him with a double overhead strike but Dakota lunges his saber right through his chest as he crumbles down to the dirt. Dakota mutters to himself

"Stay down.."

But before he can even move a blaster is on the back of his neck, he tenses up and his knee is kicked out and he is shoved into the dirt by the scruff of his neck by two of Turks men. The head Turk is behind him with the blaster and is handed the light saber

"Oh you fought bravely? But this little trinket? It is mine... And you.... You are dead...."

He points his blaster right at him as though to end the young Dakota Reigns story early

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4iHgARWX7dA​

Meanwhile, the other half of the Turks decided to concentrate their fire on the real Jedi Master, the one who had clearly gone and cut a whole line of their firing squad down. The Jedi would hold his saber with both hands, spinning it in front of him in order to bat away the blaster shots that were being fired at him. Unfortunately, while he could parry the shots, it was going to be difficult to counterattack with a whole firing squad shooting at him.

He needed to think with tactics here. Oh, he had one...

He would stand still, and continue to bat away the attacks as the number of Turks would increase as more and more lined up in a firing squad and continued to fire. One of them would step forward and call out an order.

"Switch to your high-grades and open fire on that Jedi!"

Bingo.

Just as the Turks would begin switching to machine-blasters, and large laser launchers and explosive launchers, he waited until the very last moment before allowing himself to fade into the White Current. His body disappeared just as he stepped forward, his lightsaber disengaging, to which they likely wouldn't notice it's disappearance in the smoke and debris. Explosions radiated from the spot he'd been standing as he made his way forward a bit to get out of the way. He watched this explosive display with amusement in his invisible face. A fireworks display was always nice. As the blaster fire stopped, the Jedi Master would gingerly allow himself to step into the smoke and debris that'd been kicked up once he'd been sure he wouldn't get shot. With that, he allowed himself to re-appear, and calmly awaited the reactions...

"Got him!"

"There's no way that he survived that!"

Bingo. With that, a small smirk crossed his lips again as the Jedi Master would step out from the smoke, and the grins and whooping and cheering would cease, turning into expressions of horror.

"I... What?"

"WHAT?!"

"WHAT THE HELL IS HE?!"

Ahh, there we go. The Jedi would shrug his shoulders toward the group casually, as though nothing had happened. Brushing some debris off his robes, he would step forward, seeming to be amused at the looks of horror in front of him. He would allow himself to use Force Speed, his speed augmented as almost within the blink of an eye, he would suddenly appear in front of the forces, and begin to slash through them, using their discord and horror as a means to keep them from fighting back properly once he had returned back to normal speed. Head games, mental warfare... This was how he was going to win the day with these numbers. His slashes were to their sides once again as he cut a swath through several before one drew a vibroblade and would block his lightsaber. The Jedi would be locked in melee combat with this one, before he saw opportunity. His saber went down for a split second and with it, came a spinning back fist. The back of his palm impacting his opponent's skull caused their guard to drop and his saber would quickly slash through their side.

It was there he watched the other "Jedi" fall to the ground, with a three on one disadvantage taking him down. Activating Force Speed again, he decided to take action. Just as the leader of the bunch would aim his blaster and give his little speech, it seemed his speech was his own downfall. For if he'd pulled the trigger just a second sooner...

Maybe he wouldn't have the saber that'd gone through his back and chest. The Jedi had dropped out of Force Speed in time to put the saber through him, and from behind him, Josh would peer out, noting that the saber was going through his chest. And with that, he finally spoke.

"Oops."

It was true, he'd been aiming for a non-lethal shot through the hip to disable him. But in his haste to keep the kid from getting shot, it seemed he'd aimed a bit too high...

[member="Dakota Reign"]

 

[Knights_Of_Rainey]

Turk just crumbles into the ground and Dakota's eyes are squeezed shut, thinking this was the end, no this was the end, if things did not go exactly the way that they did this would have been it. The two remaining Turks look at each other and at the figure standing before Dakota and they drop their blasters and take off. Dakota grabs his lightsaber and ignites it as though he is going to chase them down but it shorts! A loose wire was exposed on the outside of the saber and it shocks Dakota, the saber staying intact but it blew up in Dakota's hand and he falls to the dirt

"Dang it... Again... Every single time..."

He turns behind him, seeing the jedi master, reminding him so much of someone he used to know, a hero he admired his entire life. He goes to one knee as though he is bowing before the jedi master.

"Tha-thank you for saving my life... Master Jedi...."

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

Well, it seemed the other guys had decided to make a run for it after he'd gone and killed their leader. By accident, mind. But it was him or the kid, unfortunately. World wouldn't miss the Turk. Village might miss the kid. Unconscious decision he'd had to make, accidental or not, and it was also a choice as to whether to kick himself for it when he did what he had to do. All part of the job, really. Though more importantly, the kid's lightsaber suddenly shorted out and exploded.

"And suddenly my answer as to if you're a Jedi comes out with a literal bang" The Jedi would joke as he would hold out a hand to help the kid up, scoffing when he referred to him as Master Jedi.

"Please, call me Josh. Master Jedi was my father's... Name. Title. Name. Whatever" He remarked with a cheeky grin.

[member="Dakota Reign"]

 

[Knights_Of_Rainey]

Dakota just looks up at Josh, in awe. Not knowing whether to take his hand or just stay in the dirt. Thoughts go through his head, flashbacks of the day that he was saved by a Jedi as a child. He eventually takes the hand and helps himself up as he clutches and looks at his busted up Lightsaber and then looks over at Josh's not knowing what to say he just looks at him speechless, wanting to say so much but left with nothing but silence

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

After helping the man up, he would look down toward his lightsaber. The man didn't say anything, didn't give his name, nothing of the sort. He wasn't sure how to proceed, to be truthful. How did he when this man wasn't saying a thing? But he supposed if he was to get information, he'd have to try and ask questions, see if he could get him talking... He supposed he may as well ask the most pressing question.

"Where did you get that lightsaber?"

[member="Dakota Reign"]

 

[Knights_Of_Rainey]

He looks at him stunned, for the moment he had forgotten everything, who he was, why he was here, all of it, lightsaber... Lightsaber... OH! He meant the weapon of the jedi, the weapon I had constructed over years, time and time again parts wouldn't work or it would short out, I was lucky to have a crystal for it at all, god. Well I need to say something, come on, say something, say...

"This? Oh... Uhh.. I don't know if I would call it that, its dumb... But I.... When I was a kid we were attacked, and someone like you saved us... He wasn't alone, he had people with him and all I remember is finding this crystal... And I did research and... I put it together... It works... Well sometimes... And well... Yea... Its.... Its mine.."

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

Interesting... Inspired by the Jedi, he'd somehow cobbled together the parts to make the lightsaber, unstable or not. He would examine it closely, noting that while shoddily crafted, it seemed good enough to function. Josh was more surprised that he hadn't killed himself with it without the proper training. He couldn't help but consider the possibility that this guy was a Force Sensitive. The man intrigued him, certainly.

"So you're saying you somehow got the parts together, and have been wielding an unstable lightsaber for some time? That's both interesting but also incredibly dangerous. Especially when you can see that it shorts out" Josh would lecture. "But your ability to at least use it interests me. Tell me, do you feel any strange sensations at times? Moments of complete, utter clarity and focus, or any sort of clairvoyance?"

[member="Dakota Reign"]