GhostOfProtocol
The OOC One
Mustafar, the lava world that had been broken more than once. During the Clone Wars and then again in the historic battle Duel of the Fates. Mustafar had an ability to attract trouble. That, of course, was why Quinn was here. Trouble, well technically not trouble. He had heard a report about a dodgy shield on the planet, causing some control thing to buckle. Quinn was in the area, he figured he'd go and help to be honest.
The lava wasn't exactly setting the best mood. Since joining the Silver Jedi Quinn had realized that the anger he'd contained in him was larger than expected, and a slight spark would set him off. The lava wasn't a spark, but it wasn't exactly calming and peaceful. It wasn't water put it that way.
Allowing the door to slide open, Quinn walked into a small control room. He had followed the reports here, and he could feel the room buckling as the shield fell. He could feel it in the force. The force, the energy that surrounds every living thing. Smiling, Quinn listened as a random fellow filled him in on what was going on.
Quinn went out onto the railings and the narrow maintenance platform, followed by a maintenance guy. Using the force to keep them steady he watched as the young Jawa went to work on the generator. He clearly didn't want to sink the place.
[member="Harley"]
The lava wasn't exactly setting the best mood. Since joining the Silver Jedi Quinn had realized that the anger he'd contained in him was larger than expected, and a slight spark would set him off. The lava wasn't a spark, but it wasn't exactly calming and peaceful. It wasn't water put it that way.
Allowing the door to slide open, Quinn walked into a small control room. He had followed the reports here, and he could feel the room buckling as the shield fell. He could feel it in the force. The force, the energy that surrounds every living thing. Smiling, Quinn listened as a random fellow filled him in on what was going on.
Quinn went out onto the railings and the narrow maintenance platform, followed by a maintenance guy. Using the force to keep them steady he watched as the young Jawa went to work on the generator. He clearly didn't want to sink the place.
[member="Harley"]