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The Late Night Cookout with Quinn Michaels

The scene is set just outside of the Jedi Temple on Voss. Luckily there was a wood out there. Lucky really, for what Quinn was planning. He had sent a message to a bunch of members of The Order of The Silver Jedi and asked them to meet him out here. He had also sent a message to Grandmaster Thurion Heavenshield and family, though he didn't really expect them to meet him out there.

He had also messaged Jaret Sha'Co, the man who he'd helped out in his first class. Anyway, the main idea he had was to sort a small camp out in the natural woods. This was mainly for two basic reasons. Bonding with the force and good food. Quinn eyed his handiwork, smiling. He had erected a few shabby looking tents in a circle around a large campfire. To his left he had his crate of food.

Now all he needed was people to turn up.



[member="Naji Asiim"]
[member="Jaret Sha'Co"]
[member="Maya Whitelight"]
[member="Ikki Ike"]
[member="Cambria Zadira"]
[member="Junko Ike"]
[member="Thurion Heavenshield"]
[member="Coci Heavenshield"]
 
JJ didn't have an invite, but whether it was cooking over a grill, or a camp fire, Judah Lesan Jr. was the son of the barbecue king. All of his dad's secrets were his now. Everyone of them produced excellent results, and JJ knew of several people who enjoyed the cooking. Naturally JJ would jump on the cooing if anyone would let him, because he loved to do it. Like his father he was a builder and chef, as hobbies of course. This was something that was right up his alley.

He appeared in his usual attire, a blue tunic, covered with a brown leather vest. Brown pants and boots covered his lower half. A single lightsaber hung from his belt, as Judah had been taught always to keep it with him. As a Guardian the weapon was his life, part of him. Bracers covered his forearms, and the signature sandpanther tooth necklace dangled from his neck. It was one of two reminders he still had of the glorious homeworld of his.

"Wow, I must be early or something," JJ said as he came into the clearing where the cookout was to happen. "I'm JJ and new around here. Though, no stranger to the order."

[member="Quinn Michaels"]
 
Quinn smiled. "Well, I don't know you, but I guess you can stay", he told the newcomer, chuckling. There was a soft wind blowing through, and they were waiting for the rest of everyone to show up. Quinn looked around, eyes scanning the woods around them.

"Name's Quinn, welcome".

[member="Judah Lesan Jr."]
 
Out of her long flowing robes that seem to not happen to often. With her duty came a lot of responsibility, that what she had done. Now she moved among the tree. Breathing was now slowed down just what she doing out by herself. That was the question, not for her but for all the others. Knowing that she might be late with the main course.

Knowing if she would have brought a gun could had the meat before now. No she needed to keep her skills as a hunter but more those skills that needed or may be needed. Finding herself flowing over to the place, as she had tracked her prey this far. Knowing that hunter himself was out hunting. Feeling the bond to the beast, could feel the hunger that he had inside to want that prey that he was also stocking.

As she gathered up her own force around her not to just cloak herself to all, but also the about to spring when need to use of the force speed. Now was all the waiting that what she did.

Coming out of no where onto the fury beast that had its own danger with its claws and teeth. Even so she let out that cry of a warrior to release the cage for once it felt good. Going after it with the battle raging. Until the beast lay with out breath. Looking up to the sky, then down at the beast to give the respect of the life it had give for them to feel their stomach tonight at the camp out.

Making quick work of getting it ready to travel. Finding herself pulling it a long in the air letting it hang up side down to drain the blood. Finding therself making her way over and under the thickets.

Breaking to where she saw [member="Quinn Michaels"] [member="Judah Lesan Jr."] "Greeting gentlemen, I come bring something for the fire to fill our belly." Putting it down gentle still in her Akk warror armor, to the grass to finish with the skinning of the beast hoping that others would join them soon. Or it would be a lot for the three of them to eat. Looking over a smile, going back to what she knew best as if she had done this part before. Letting her tribe tattoos be shown now, as a season warrior. Knowing how to battle but she had chosen a path of more of peace.

"Who has the honor of cooking this beast."
 
Judah looked to Quinn, and then to the Zeltron master. His first thought was the pheromones might get him into trouble. It was a known fact Lesans were suckers for Zeltron female pheromones. He also wasn't sure if he should just jump in and offer to cook right away, but he wanted to.

"I don't think anyone has discussed that yet. I mean if we need someone too, I can do it. If that's okay with Quinn."

JJ looked to Quinn. It was his cookout, so really it was up to him. There was an unspoken rule among guys. Don't mess with another man's grill. JJ had no intention of breaking that rule.

[member="Maya Whitelight"] | [member="Quinn Michaels"]
 

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