Thanks-Slaughter

[Matsu Ike]

The Silver jedi had a chance here, [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] had gone out to the great plains and brought home to all of them a feast fit for people. It had been cooked, prepared and there was a massive table for the jedi to come and enjoy themselves here with them. Everything within the order was peacful, was calm and granted bad things had been happening but there was a chance that a lot of it would be able to present itself.

Matsu herself had been looking to try and make sure the others who were setting themselves up. She was looking to make sure there was food ready and set up for all of the jedi, rangers, military forces and allies they had. Those who wanted to come and join them for a few of their own fun and socialize or meet new masters, meet those who they haven't seen for some time. "welcome all to the temple, please enjoy the samplers before our grandmaster carves."

Meanwhile at the legion of doom, the areas around the neglected gardens where rotten peaches were falling. Making the ground moist and squelchy as some of the plains turkey's that were there came. The sludge that their worms crawled in brought gold to their eyes and they seemed to be shifting. Preparing for something while the squawked in the distance to each other.

 

[Sor-Jan Xantha]

The sound of rattan escrima sticks striking against one another echoed up and down the halls.

Younglings were clad in pajamas. Comfortably celebrating as dinner would inevitably go late and lead into their bedtime. For the occasion they'd bathed earlier, and wore their sleep attire to the feast. Awkwardly, the children swung their practice sticks. Some demonstrated finesse in the first form of lightsaber combat, a few more a close approximation. Most were just swinging their stick wildly.

The young Anzat was their opponent - Darth Obnoxious, the Lord Fartqaad, first of his name.

He, too, was dressed for the occasion. A matching set of soft, green argyle pattern pajama pants and a shirt with green accents on it bearing a Endormon GO! character graphic on the front. Unlike the younglings, the tow-headed Anzat was weaving two sticks at a time. A rare demonstration of the Jar'kai variant of Ataru. It wasn't very polished. His knowledge of Ataru was a necessary step in refining Niman, but he'd never used it much in his sword work. But, against these opponents, even a rough practice with it was enough to defend against the onslaught of the Silver Jedi's youngling army.

Sliding out from under the baseball bat-like swing of one youngling, the Anzat used his left stick to deflect the strike of a second upward, while his right slapped a third attacker's strike aside. Stepping into the opening he'd just made, the small Jedi performed a backflip that landed him on a banister overlooking the feast hall below. A second leap took him to the stair railing, which he slid down along before vaulting onto the floor. He made the landing, brandishing his practice sticks with a flourish that goaded the younglings above to scramble down the stairs in order to re-join the attack.

They were making a lot of noise, which was nothing new, but the benefit to this practice was that they'd sleep well later.

[member="Matsu Ike"]​

 

[Matsu Ike]

[member="Sor-Jan Xantha"]

She could hear it all, a lot of the excitement that was coming from all of the people as the youngling army that Sor-Jan was going against. The smaller jedi stayed there with a look on her face before she was moving aroud to guide a few of the other ones who were coming to eat. The large feast, the large room filled with all of the smells and sounds of people. Some of the jedi were bringing different foods out to be on the table for all of them and small things that would go with it to season or add to them all having a healthy meal.

Meanwhile the mutated darkside turkeys were moving through the garden and getting larger while they were moving around. Eating more of what was out there and becoming dangerous as one got into one of the rooms starting to eat some of the stored food until one of the droids walked in and they were tearing it apart. The wires strewn about on the floor with the droid trying to get away as the metal hands left scratches in the floor when the sounds of more jedi children celebrating and enjoying the feast came to drown it out.