Farsi D'almon
NEW FACES
Objective: Meet and Greet
Equipment: Under-Armor, Clothes- The First Picture, The Mask, Just in Case Cloak, Scope- on belt, Wrist Device, Slicing/Gaming Tool, The Encoil, Zerek Stowaway Node, ICE/iBorg Clarion Personal Translator
Weapons: Four Zenji Needles, Pair of Blue Lightsabers, Hard Light Weapon, Pair of Shock Whips, Heklerkok FP-01
Extra Pocket Stuff: Standard Magazines x4, Lodestone Devices x4, Journeyman Knife, Security Spike, Scramble Key, Anti-security blade, Field Security Overloader, Canteen/Waterskin, Energy/Food Capsules
Ship: Gray Messenger
Tags: Valery Noble
(Currently in training gear instead of usual clothing)Objective: Meet and Greet
Equipment: Under-Armor, Clothes- The First Picture, The Mask, Just in Case Cloak, Scope- on belt, Wrist Device, Slicing/Gaming Tool, The Encoil, Zerek Stowaway Node, ICE/iBorg Clarion Personal Translator
Weapons: Four Zenji Needles, Pair of Blue Lightsabers, Hard Light Weapon, Pair of Shock Whips, Heklerkok FP-01
Extra Pocket Stuff: Standard Magazines x4, Lodestone Devices x4, Journeyman Knife, Security Spike, Scramble Key, Anti-security blade, Field Security Overloader, Canteen/Waterskin, Energy/Food Capsules
Ship: Gray Messenger
Tags: Valery Noble
The sound of effort came from within the deeper secretive section of Silver Rest. The Shadow's played in the underbelly of the temple. Isolated from the majority of their fellow jedi with selective access rather than dark and mysterious winding tunnels. They weren't entirely unknown in one sense. But their business was kept to a solid need to know only most times.
The blond Jedi Shadow and Mistryl agent was carefully practicing in an offshoot room, dummy targets with scarred surfaces had been pushed along the farthest wall in lieu of a solid projectile target as she practiced throwing Zenji Needles for a rest period. She was already breathing harder than she wanted to be, a mix of whip practice and using the pair of shoto sabers against the stationary targets while sprinkling in force powers.
It took an alarming amount of concentration that she wasn't entirely used to. Having lazily been accepting more benign tasks than outright dangerous ones of late.
The last needle found home in the target, slightly left of the center mark as she huffed and paused to examine the target. Two in the center of the small bullseye. One just on the edge of the center, and the final nearing the second ring. She wasn't pleased by the deviation, walking over to her bag and dabbing at her face.
Even lacking her normal clothing for training gear, everything was still irritating on her skin. Paired with the motion of bending forward that made her head scream in pain, she was very near to cleaning up and calling it a day. She crouched to relieve some of the tension that had formed, pilfering through the bag for medicine and snagging her water before quietly pondering when the last time she had taken it was.
"Ahk, feth. Have I even ate yet? What time is it?" She snapped to herself, putting the simple pain relievers back in the bottle and rifling through her gear a bit more. She wasn't hiding her tumultuous force presence at the moment, the lively but chaotic energy of her presence filling the halls with ease. The Encoil augmentation was also plainly visible along her spine and seemed a bit dinged up.