Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

Register a free account today to become a member! Once signed in, you'll be able to participate on this site by adding your own topics and posts, as well as connect with other members through your own private inbox!

Private The Reality of the Force - Alderaan

Light? No. Shadow? No. Responsibility.
VVVDHjr.png
FAMILY TIES
ALDERAAN
SHADOW SANCTUARY





pHjD5Dp.png


The Shadow Sanctuary (Formerly Sanctuary Island) was quiet today. There were some instances of teachings and training, as well as the “coming and going” of several operatives. Omega Squad was here as well, they were running around the island, in full “heavy” gear, working on their “cardio”. Nature was showing just how beautiful it could be as the skies were a vibrant blue without so much as a cloud in sight.

Connel was walking what was an “obstacle course” but the obstacles were training droids that would pop out in attack positions. He was testing, and sharpening his reflexes as they moved through the course. The droids were programmed to simulate real-life combat scenarios, forcing Connel to react quickly and efficiently. His movements were fluid, showing the results of years of training and experience. The intense training session was designed to push his limits and ensure he was always prepared for any situation, just like they were meant to.

He did not normally train here, not anymore, but he missed it. Connel did not know why, but he was pulled back to this island, the island of his birth and where he grew up, for some reason.

 



tumblr_pc0e7cUYVg1tovmb9o2_400.gifv

Location: Alderaan
Equipment: Jedi Robes, Jax's Prosthetic Arm, Jax's Third Lightsaber, Marriage Ring to Jairdain
Tag: Connel Vanagor Connel Vanagor

Being back at Alderaan it felt strange..... mainly because Jax spent years as the planet's protector. But now the planet was a lot different from when he was last here. The Jedi Master observed Connel and Squad training, he'd been taking charge of the Hidden Path and in many ways Connel was just like his father: Catlin. A smile formed on Jax's lips as he approached the training area his robes billowing against the wind.

"Shadow Sanctuary feels so foreboding......" Jax mused. "Been a while Connell. Mind if I train with you and your troops?"



 
Light? No. Shadow? No. Responsibility.
VVVDHjr.png
FAMILY TIES
ALDERAAN
SHADOW SANCTUARY





pHjD5Dp.png


Oh, Connel sensed him.

Jax Thio, “The Drunken Master” himself. Not so “Drunk” anymore, that was a good thing, family had a way of changing you for the better. Family. He didn’t know why, but Connel always seemed to forget that he and Jax were related, directly. Technically Connel was an “uncle” to him, but he looked at Jax like it the other way around, because to him that is the way it should be.

He didn’t need the Force to see where the Maverick was watching him from, he had changed so much since the last time they had seen each other. They both had. Jax wasn’t there for the wake, but did he need to be? It didn’t matter either way now.


Finally turning the Maverick’s way, Connel nodded, shooting blindly, but hitting a droid who might have had the drop on others. Master Jaxter. Never really something he had used as a nickname before, but meant to be just silly and endearing. It’s great to see you. Don’t mind the name, it was just a bit of a tribute to the Shadow Temple before the place was rebuilt. Offering a “bro hug”, he stepped over to face the Master.

Notice he hadn’t answered the question, just yet. You don’t have to ask, you’re a “Vanagor”... this place is just as much yours as mine or Mother’s. Motioning around the entire island, he cracked his neck, something Jax would definitely remember as being one of his father’s mannerisms.

I’m glad you’re here for another reason too… something I’ve been wanting to pick your brain on.

 



tumblr_pc0e7cUYVg1tovmb9o2_400.gifv

Location: Alderaan
Equipment: Jedi Robes, Jax's Prosthetic Arm, Jax's Third Lightsaber, Marriage Ring to Jairdain
Tag: Connel Vanagor Connel Vanagor

"I still haven't completed your training in the ways of the drunken swordsman," Jax chuckled. "I would love to continue but the Wine in Alderaan sucks. You might as well be drinking grape juice judging by how hard it is to get drunk."

Jax had a high tolerance for alcohol as well getting drunk was never easy, but Jax was never the one to give up. After all he did got drunk many times in his life including an incident with his first Padawan: Aveline Cuiléin Aveline Cuiléin where they both got drunk and somehow made it back to Jax's apartment. "I'm good with," Jax replied a grin spreading across his face. "Glad you're not like your father who would get all pissed whenever I call nicknames."

Caltin never liked being called Gramps. Oh how Jax missed his grumpy responses. "What do you need?" Jax asked taking off his robe. "Ask any question you want."



 
Light? No. Shadow? No. Responsibility.
VVVDHjr.png
FAMILY TIES
ALDERAAN
SHADOW SANCTUARY





pHjD5Dp.png



Perhaps another time. He wasn’t keen on “Drunken” techniques, never really had the stomach for alcohol and while he had no qualms that Jax was not a drunkard, or trying to get him to be… meh.. I have a datadisk for you then. It was his style. I don’t know if he ever taught you, but…

Then when Jax mentioned the nicknames… Connel laughed… You should have heard what I used to call him. Walking over and behind a bar, he started making a couple of smoothies.

Don’t let me forget about that Datadisk, I also have something from him he wanted you to have as well. Anyway, my question… He sighed momentarily. I don’t know the whole story, and won’t press, but I know you have a connection to the Dark Side. How do you deal with it? You know that Chrysa, my mother, was once a Sith Lord. I’ve been learning more about it lately and frankly it feels to me like a “coward’s way out”.

I don’t like saying that around her, but she gave it all up for Father, I’ll never choose it… and I’ve had the opportunities to… but I want to learn why others do. Maybe it’s a defense for me, maybe it’s to keep others from doing so, I don’t know, but maybe it will help me come to terms with who I am, without simply being "Caltin Vanagor's son", you know?


 

Users who are viewing this thread

Top Bottom