Feng Huang
Character
Feng hummed along to the tune in her cockpit The Lightning Bolt Feng's heavily modified Eta 2200 Jedi Interceptor. She's stripped some of the defences such as Flares, 29 L ECM Package for standard Jammer and the Burner Deflector Shield, to boost the speed.
The only thing Feng loved more than tinkering with her ship, was flying it. Not that this was a recreational journey. Feng was on an important mission. Well a minor routine mission, but still it was a mission, nonetheless.
Feng and Aiden had been tasked with a routine inspection on the space station.
Feng wasn't anticipating any trouble, but then Master Wu's voice spoke in her mind as if he were right there on the mission with them.
Just because you do not anticipate trouble, does not mean you will not find it. Be alert my young padawan.
Feng at one point would have rolled her eyes confident in her abilities to handle whatever challenges she may have faced. Recent events had shaken her to her core. Not her abilities, but her judgement. Feng had felt the lure of the dark side all to easily. It scared her. Not because of the evil she had felt, but for the power she had felt. The rush, the exhilaration. She was scared because she had enjoyed it.
It had taken her months after the attack on the Kattadan temple to be prepared to go on another mission again. Particularly one without her own Master. Master Wu had gently insisted however. Saying, that she was losing her spark. The joy in life that made her who she was. Losing herself out of fear of the dark side was it's own form of darkness, one just as difficult to recover from.
"I know. It's about balance." Feng had acknowledged with a sigh.
"Yes. It is, but only you can find that balance within and of yourself." Wu replied with a gentle smile.
Master Wu tried his best, but sometimes she wondered if their paths were too divergent. She knew he'd have been happier maintain his position as a Jedi Monk, he had only joined the Jedi Order and by extension the High Republic with reluctance. Mostly because of her, her need of… people. Feng would never be the kind of jedi to sit in quiet contemplation away from the affairs of the galaxy.
Feng sighed shook her head, took a deep breath, she switched her tunes off and comms on.
"Violet Phoenix in the Lightning Bolt. Knight Aiden we're on approach."
Aiden Porte
The only thing Feng loved more than tinkering with her ship, was flying it. Not that this was a recreational journey. Feng was on an important mission. Well a minor routine mission, but still it was a mission, nonetheless.
Feng and Aiden had been tasked with a routine inspection on the space station.
Feng wasn't anticipating any trouble, but then Master Wu's voice spoke in her mind as if he were right there on the mission with them.
Just because you do not anticipate trouble, does not mean you will not find it. Be alert my young padawan.
Feng at one point would have rolled her eyes confident in her abilities to handle whatever challenges she may have faced. Recent events had shaken her to her core. Not her abilities, but her judgement. Feng had felt the lure of the dark side all to easily. It scared her. Not because of the evil she had felt, but for the power she had felt. The rush, the exhilaration. She was scared because she had enjoyed it.
It had taken her months after the attack on the Kattadan temple to be prepared to go on another mission again. Particularly one without her own Master. Master Wu had gently insisted however. Saying, that she was losing her spark. The joy in life that made her who she was. Losing herself out of fear of the dark side was it's own form of darkness, one just as difficult to recover from.
"I know. It's about balance." Feng had acknowledged with a sigh.
"Yes. It is, but only you can find that balance within and of yourself." Wu replied with a gentle smile.
Master Wu tried his best, but sometimes she wondered if their paths were too divergent. She knew he'd have been happier maintain his position as a Jedi Monk, he had only joined the Jedi Order and by extension the High Republic with reluctance. Mostly because of her, her need of… people. Feng would never be the kind of jedi to sit in quiet contemplation away from the affairs of the galaxy.
Feng sighed shook her head, took a deep breath, she switched her tunes off and comms on.
"Violet Phoenix in the Lightning Bolt. Knight Aiden we're on approach."
Aiden Porte