Faction [THP] A Lesson In Light

[Michael Angellus]

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PERSONAL FLIGHT LOG – Entry #
Location: – Eshan
Assigned Craft: Well, I flew my X-Wing
Astromech Partner: BRED (BB-30)
Current Mood: Interested, but a little nervous.
Background Noise: I can’t hear anything over the spherical Diva.

Okay, that was cool. The problem is, I lost half of what she was talking about as I was paying attention to the spectacle of it. She was summoning light, and almost glowing in the manner that the girl… what was her name… Zaiya Ceti does. Only she isn’t doing it naturally like Zaiya is…

… still crazy cool.

Alright. I wasn't going to ask her to repeat anything and look stupid. I mean, I did get something out of it. I mean, one thing that Connel taught me was something Uncle Caltin taught him.

“The Force is always talking to you, you just have to learn how to listen.”

So I was going to try it like most other things he taught me. Alright… clear the mind… think of what it looked like, what the Echani was doing, and how I would look like that. Suddenly I could feel the Force building in my chest and in my arms. It was almost like I was actually getting it… and on the first try!

Then humility reared her smug head.

My hand was glowing… that’s it. Well, it’s a start at least.

“Awooo.” [Translation: Wow… A Jedi Flashlight!]

Well, I guess the Diva is back… at least what he said this time was laugh worthy.

– Michael A.
Flashlight of the Force? Naw…

TAG: Everest Vale | Jane | Aileni Ifor Xeraic

This is where he is speaking

 

[Zaiya Ceti]

Outfit: x x x x x | Equipment: x x x x x x | Weapons: x x x | Companion: Domxite

Zaiya closed her eyes, letting her breath deepen the way Everest Vale had guided. The warmth of the hall surrounded her, yet before she even began, her skin stirred with its own quiet language. A soft rosy golden glow bled across her body, the edges of her mottled spots catching light as they shimmered. Ripples of gentle blue, affectionate red, and the faintest peach blush pulsed through her like the slow dance of a tide.

Aris.

The thought curled in her chest, the Lovalla Padawan's lips curving into a smile she couldn't quite hide. Even without looking, she felt Aris Noble , the bond carried through the necklace she had made, the way his presence brushed against hers like a familiar chord. The glow across her body betrayed it, blooming out of her in hues of joy.

Okay, okay, focus. Zaiya told herself. She was here to learn. To practice.

She turned her focus inward, tuning into the lesson.

Do not push. Do not wrestle. Open. Zaiya repeated, letting the shadows of her mind stir without fighting them, acknowledging the doubts and the small fears, then let them drift like leaves caught in a current.

The glow within her veins brightened, radiant white threads racing down her arms that seemed to ignite along the pathways of her patterns, rushing in iridescence, as if she were Force Light incarnate.

Zaiya opened her eyes just as the light spilled outward, flickering from her fingertips in a shimmer that lit the air before her. It pulsed once, a steady heartbeat, then softened back into her hands.

 

[Vess Sadragen]

Vess found a quiet place to sit, enough away from the others but still close enough to be seen and heard if needed. The stone she settled onto was cold, it was of little concern to her however as there was a goal to be achieved.

Her eyes closed halfway, her thoughts didn't quiet like they were supposed to. There was always movement there. A never ending stream of thoughts, and information. She didn't feel the Force like some did there was no song, no soft whisper. For her it was structure, vast systems in an unimaginably complex machine.

She lifted her hands, palms out, and tried.

Nothing happened.

No spark. No warmth. Failure was data.

What did Eve say?
Don't strain. Don't grasp.

She tried again.

If the Force was a system, then Light wasn't a power it was a process. Not a subroutine she could slice into or rewrite. Systems had rules. Boundaries, predictable structure. The Force didn't. It operated outside of everything she understood about logic or control.

She reframed it in her mind not as a power to wield, but a function to allow. Something that flowed through her like current through a circuit, if the path was open and clean. Vess exhaled, steady and quiet.

Then, she tried again.

No light came.

Her eyes opened, and narrowed slightly. Not failure, just data. A single flicker, a shift beneath the skin. She had felt something, however faint. A hum that wasn't there before. The Force was still new in this form. She'd been touching it for years without realizing, like muscle memory she never thought to question. But calling on it with intention, that was something else entirely.

She inhaled again, slower this time, and let her eyes fall shut. Just breathing. Still. Almost meditative. She understood the framework the intent, the process. What remained was the part that couldn't be diagrammed. Execution, trust.

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TAG: Open

 

[Alana Calloway]

Tags: Everest Vale Jane Michael Angellus Valery Noble Tigris Aphra Katarine Ryiah Acier Moonbound
Gear: In Bio

Alana shifted slightly on the cushion, letting the softness mold around her. She couldn't see the radiance spilling from Eve's hands, couldn't watch the veins of light tracing down her arms, but she could feel it; a subtle warmth that pulsed in the air, brushing over her skin like a gentle tide. With every sentence Eve spoke seemed to vibrate in the room, filling the quiet corners with weight and intention, and Alana found herself holding her breath more than once.

Her fingers fumbled slightly over the cushion, tracing its pattern to ground herself. She hated the way awe had sneaked in, uninvited, tugging at her defenses. So she leaned into humor, even as her voice softened. "I'll just…trust that I saw it in my own way," She muttered, tilting her head as if that could make help her see anything; she managed to catch a few shifts around the lecturer. Least it was something. "Well, even if my eyes aren't doing the work, I… feel it."

She exhaled slowly, letting the tension ease from her shoulders. It's…beautiful She mused, her inner voice quieting. She tried to glimpse it, and much like trying to catch a waterfall in a bucket, it splashed against Alana's vision as she tried. Her fingers twined loosely in her lap, remembering the way the air had shifted when Eve let the Light flow.

Alana's mind wandered for a moment, thinking of every lesson she had stumbled through, every time she had doubted herself in the presence of power she couldn't control. And now, with Eve's words filling the hall, she felt… permission. Permission to let the quiet pulse of energy reach her, permission to open without fear. She could almost imagine it as a rhythm, a heartbeat in the air, and the thought made her chest ache with both wonder and humility.

Then, she forced herself back as the sensation began to mount, though it came softer now, less suffocating. Guess you'll have to be okay with me sitting here quietly, pretending I didn't nearly lose my composure, She thought, letting a small chuckle escape. Even if I did. Totally…under control.

Her hands rested finally, relaxed but alert, as she let Eve's instructions sink in. She couldn't see the Light as the others did, but she didn't need to. She could feel its direction, its promise, the way it waited for her to meet it halfway. And that was enough. For now, it was more than enough.

She'd just...join the after-school program to catch up.

 

[Jane]

Tag: Everest Vale Alana Calloway Michael Angellus Vess Sadragen Valery Noble Acier Moonbound Tigris Aphra Katherine Holt Valery Noble @ everyone else!

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Everest's steady voice echoed throughout the meditation halls, like water flowing over a stream bed. Her explanation of the Lightside of the Force was eye opening, something that was part of everyone but often hidden away by the hectic of life. And how, above all, everyone experienced it differently. For Jane, she didn't need to ponder on what it was like for her.

She knew instantly that it was the warmth in the song she could hear all around her. It was true that the melody belonged to the Living Force, and the song was about life itself. However, nestled among the chords was a brightness, strings of violins and flutes. It was one she found in Jedi all around her, as well as in those who had not yet been trained in the Force but were sensitive to it. And in herself. While those who sought destruction, the Darkside of the Force, sang a different song. Their melody was woven with war drums. Aggressive, harsh, and destructive.

The room began to sing as Everest demonstrated her ability, and other Jedi followed suit. Warmth swirled through the air like a warm blanket, embracing every Jedi and rebel sitting on the floor or resting in the back. And Jane was following along not long after.

Very quickly the half-Sephi realized that something about the instructions wouldn't come as easy; to let go. Something that seemed to be a theme lately. Since the accident that left her scarred and memoryless, the galaxy had turned black and white. Logical. You either do or don't. However, since joining the Hidden Path, her views have been challenged. For the galaxy was not black and white. Not everything could be considered logical.

And so, Jane's first attempt was unsuccessful. Her hands remained as dull as the darkest abyss below, with no light to be found.

Yet as stubborn as ever, she tried again. All she needed to do was let go. Flow like a river down the stream. Surrender herself to the melody. Trust in what she cannot feel or see, and allow it to guide her.

For a few seconds, nothing happened. No light, no glimmering. But she didn't give up; she tried as hard as she could to let go of everything and simply let her own Force sing. Then, just as she was about to give up, something happened. The smallest light shimmered beneath her scarred skin, travelling down to her finger tips like an aurora through her vines. But before it could manifest itself externally, it flickered away, as if a candle had been blown out.

Nevertheless, the girl was content. As the newest and youngest Jedi in the room, or at least one of them, she had managed to feel that warmth in her arms and allow it to flow down her hands. It was a start. And that was enough already.

 

[Tigris Aphra]

Even after Everest had begun, others slipped in. New padawans, some not jedi at all, but welcomed in the Force, found their place. Knights and masters, united in support of the new enclave's leader, sifted in, lining the edges of the room like strong pillars. Valery, Cora, Kat, Katarine, Aris, and the mysterious presence she felt, one distinctly Atrisian, all lent their presence to the room. Tigris felt an unusual unity with them, and a gratitude.

Tigris could not help but eye the students, among which she was still numbered. Many she knew, Jane, Zaiya, Reina, Ace... Others, only by name really, Vess and Michael, and some not even that. Her gaze drifted to the Echani in the dark glasses, Alana. Tigris was intrigued by the newcomer. Like herself, it was said she arrived already skilled in the Force.

Everest moved on with the lesson, and the tattooed Atrisian turned again to her beloved. In all honesty, Tigris was not there to learn about wielding the Light. It was something she had not discussed with Eve, not yet. As she watched the seams of light illuminate Eve's ivory skin, she felt all the more its opposite. Not darkness. No, she had turned from the Dark Side, never to return. But her place was in shadow. Her skills, her use of the Force, her work, they were not done in the light. They were deeds of good ensconced in shade. What would she do with Light?

Or perhaps, she didn't feel worthy to wield the Light.

Her brows furrowed slightly, the corners of her lips turning down. She chided herself for losing focus. Tigris' attention drew tight again, but not so much to the lesson, rather to the cord of the Force that bound her to Everest. And into it she poured strength, encouragement and quiet safety.

Tag: Everest Vale Jane Corazona von Ascania Valery Noble Matsu Ike Michael Angellus Reina Daival Katherine Holt Katarine Ryiah Acier Moonbound Vess Sadragen Zaiya Ceti Alana Calloway Aris Noble Cartri Keswoll Aileni Ifor Xeraic

 

[Kahlil Noble]

"There's a trick to it, you know." It was a voice Tigris Aphra certainly would know, but not from anything that resembled her master. A blue glowing fox, more a spirit than solid, perched on her shoulder as she concentrated so deeply. They held no weight, but their presence was clear as day as they practically snuggled in and got comfy.

"You just need to find your light, not others."

 

[Reina Daival]

Tag: A lot of people

There was some of what Everest said that Reina didn't fully believe in. She didn't have the power to heal. But that was something she had accepted. She was not a healer. That had never been her role. Protection was something she wanted to do. She wanted to be a bulwark against the Dark, yet she felt as if she was failing at that. There was one thing in specific however that Reina had latched onto. To endure. That was what she did. Enduring through as much as she could. She did not let herself crumble as Reina kept her focus inwards. Not to push through what she didn't understand herself, or what she didn't like about herself. Instead she let it past through her mind so she focus on what she did understand.

The small flicker of flame deep inside of her. The one she had wished to be a beacon, to be a lighthouse in the darkness. That wish hadn't been granted in Reina's eyes. It had been clouded and prevented by darkness, not entirely her own but by that which had surrounded her. But it was still there. Burning slowly but surely. And like any good flame for it to grow, it needed to be allowed to breathe. Smothering a flame was one of the best ways to put it out but so was producing it with too much air. It had to be a steady act for her to feel the warmth burning inside of her as Reina let herself go ever so slightly.

And with that release came a release of her holding herself back. Whilst her tail didn't make an appearance, the rest of Reina did shift. Her hands flickering and shifting to form claws, whilst specks of scales starting to form along her skin. Yet something quite unusual for the scales was they were radiating with a soft glow. A warmth that seemed to reflect off them. It was beautiful in a sweet, yet perhaps unnerving way. With Reina searching for a way to find comfort in herself. It was also somewhat melancholic as Reina did not see the glow herself, with her eyes clenched shut to focus.

Spoiler: OOC Notes

: Means written/typed communication : < Means Sign Language communication >

 

[Hanna Ike]

Equipment : https://www.starwarsrp.net/threads/senatorial-robes.173651/

Hanna appeared at Matsu's side as if from nowhere, her Sasori tech bending space to deposit her there in an instant. Today, though, she came not as a warrior but as a bringer of small comforts. Without a word, she sought out the nearest flat surface and began setting down an assortment of treats—cookies, juice, and milk—arranging them neatly as though this were her sole purpose in being here.


She did not intrude on the conversation. Instead, she lingered quietly, her smile soft and reserved, ready to take her place beside Matsu once her task was complete. Though she carried the Force within her, she rarely wielded it on her own, preferring to draw strength from Matsu's guidance. Life as a stay-at-home mother had left her restless, and perhaps that was why she followed here, both to support and to share in the moment.


If Matsu wasn't busy, Hanna would have gladly leaned into her embrace, but she held back, unwilling to disrupt. Her senatorial robes, flowing and elegant, stood out starkly among the simpler garb around her, yet they suited her so well it was difficult to imagine her in anything else.

 

[Matsu Ike]

Everest Vale Hanna Ike

It began very small, and at first it seemed like nothing much at all just a germ just a speck just a grain... but the seed had been sown and before she knew it had grown and now... now the smell of fresh cookie's permeated the room for her... nostrils breathing them in and the juice but underneath it all.. the cloying sweet scent of Hapan blonde. The natural spice and aroma of well her and all of it brought her out with a smile when she felt Hanna embrace her. Their bond something that even altering the fabric of reality with the force couldn't hide. The jedi master wrapping an arm around her as she buried her head in her favorite place. The crook of the neck.

"Hmm best place." She said it and there was no nova, no force plane, no celestial city more beautiful, more enjoyable, more welcoming then right there. Her face buried for a moment as she took it in and there was the refreshments but something to be said about a balm. She focused the force, vibrating it within and around them for a moment to turn a heartbeat into an eternity. The perception of the others moving slow in her mind as she sped up the mental processes and movement. Eyes drifting up more and more. "And I thought today couldn't be better." Her smile remained before she tilted her head with a cookie in her hand as she took a bite.

"Delicious." She said it eating the cookie for a moment while she looked at the robes and the hair. "Amazing as always." THe jedi master said it as she shimmered her reality allowing time to come back to normal for her to be able to see. The space where she was hovering now towards the wall of the room behind the refreshments that had been set up. She could see the juice and the milk with a smile when her hand came out taking a sip. "You always spoil me wife." It was more a joke and low in her speech but she didn't want to interrupt Eve or the class. She was content to be just here while she glowed a little from the brightness of the force light.

She smiled a little to herself though as she didn't care who saw her. Most met Hanna eventually, most didn't even realize who she was or if she was in the room. That was fine but Hanna was always more to the jedi master while she took a drink of the milk again before dipping the cookie in the milk. It was so worth it She could see some of the others who had come to the class now and there was a lot more, better still many of them were engrossed and watching Eve's lesson which was a good thing and showed her talent as a potential teacher. Just imagine what she could become when she had a few more classes under her belt.

 

[Katherine Holt]

Location: Eshan, Snowpeak Sanctuary
Outfit: Link
Tags: Everest Vale​

The winged Jedi kept her senses open, so she could listen as Everest began to explain the initial step everyone would be taking. Meditation was nothing new to Katherine, but it never hurt to have a refresher course on the subject. The redhead focused on her presence within the Force, pulling it back towards herself. As she did, Katherine could feel many familiar presences, a few new and…

Woostri. A verpine round slamming into her armoured shoulder.

She felt Alana Calloway through the Force. Katherine couldn’t place a name, but there was no mistaking that presence.

Immediate thoughts of ‘why is she here?’ crept to the surface of the redhead’s mind, but she didn’t dwell on them. If Alana wasn’t supposed to be here, she wouldn’t be. Which did raise a curious question of what had brought her to the enclave.

Katherine focused on her mind, trying to quieten it down to a whisper. However, stray thoughts began to slip through, ones that haunted her about Coruscant.

You could’ve done more. Could’ve saved more civilians.

The redhead’s brow furrowed in response, but nothing before that. She took a deep breath; exhaled then inhaled. This was after all not Katherine’s first rodeo with these kinds of thoughts.

Years back during her initial Padawans days, a time when she had been terrified to leave her dorm, let alone the Temple itself. She had felt like an oddity; a freak. This small thing with oversized wings. It wasn’t until later that she discovered the significance of the blood-staining, that only made things worse.

But Katherine had overcome that hurdle then, and she would do the same now.

 

[Aileni Ifor Xeraic]

Location: Snowpeak Sanctuary
Attire: Large brown hoodie, grey shirt
Equipment: Dathomiri Energy Bow
Tag: Everest Vale | Michael Angellus | Jane

Hearing his name called out, Aileni saw the familiar face of Michael. The pilot and Jedi who taught him his first flying lessons, since then Aileni had been practicing alone and sneaking into simulators when he got the chance. It was fun and Aileni enjoyed seeing the way that different ships felt to pilot. Still figuring out how to improve since he was not the best. It just meant that he was avoiding to be trapped on planet now which was the main thing that he felt a Jedi Shadow should not suffer with.

Walking over to them, he gave both Michael and Jane a bow, "good to see you both, hope you guys are doing well." Aileni mentioned, his eyes softened as he looked over to Michael.

"I...I heard about your uncle, Michael, sorry for your loss." There was sympathy deep in Aileni's voice. He couldn't empathise, no one he was close with in that familial way had passed away yet. But it was something that Aileni kept aware of since there was going to be a time where he was much older and the names he knew were lost to time due to the fact thousands of years passed.

Terrifying realisation he had young but his mother was someone who he could relate and talk to about it since she was in a similar boat to him.

Hearing the instructor explain what the next step to Force Light, Aileni breathing in deeply. Closing his eyes, he felt his mind sink deep into his consciousness. Exploring the memories, the emotions that whirled around in his head. The primal desires that roared deep within. The feeling of a beast that wanted to tear itself free from him. His heart started pounding harder, the adrenaline pumping heavily through his body as his mind felt wrapped with the primal animal that roared for controlled with his mind.

Sweat formed on his skin as he shivered physically while striving for control within his mind. This primal beast that was inside his mind was something Aileni knew was part of him, others had told him of it. But Aileni hadn't confronted it like this before. He hadn't realised how raw and powerful it felt. Even though it was shackled there in his mind for now. It felt on the cusp of breaking free, burning through his defences. As Aileni felt himself drowning, a voice called out. One that was both familiar and strange. Reaching out as he spiralled in the mess of his mind and acted as a beacon, guiding a path through.

Aileni finally let out a breath as the primal energies that had once filled his mind were being caged away once more. Whatever the voice was that guided him through it. Aileni couldn't hear it anymore, seemingly gone as soon as it had arrived. Focusing back on the class, Aileni relaxed his breathing once more and allowed the Force illuminate around his body, a dull light that slowly felt to brighten. Aileni let a small smile etch on his lips as progress was being made.

 

[Vess Sadragen]

She studied the others, watching as several others were successful while others like her struggled, confident her struggle was not an aberration she finally tried again. Not because she expected it to work this time not in the dramatic way that others made it look. But because she had enough pieces now. Enough to stop pushing against the force, and instead, route it properly.

Her posture shifted, just slightly. Shoulders loose. Spine straight. One hand raised, palm turned upward, as if offering something unseen.

The Force wasn't waiting to be bent to her will. It wasn't some locked system to brute-force with cleverness and subroutines. It was already there. What she needed was alignment the right path of least resistance, the correct signal across a stable line.

So she imagined it: the circuit refined. The noise grief, guilt, calculation all cleared from the board. Only the clean paths remained. And through those… the current could flow. Stillness came, strange and foreign in its gentleness. And then, the warmth.

It began in her chest low, subtle, like the slow rise of voltage before a capacitor discharged. She felt it trace through her limbs, brushing the inside of her skin like static pulled through fine wires. No blaze. No heat. Just pressure and presence.

Her breath didn't hitch. Her brow didn't furrow. She just felt it, calm and undeniable.

And then light. It wasn't much, but In her palm rested a small orb of light, golden in its radiance. She scarcely believed her eyes that she had actually done it, she quickly scanned the room once more her eyes falling on Valery Noble momentarily before displaying the small orb in her hand with a lopsided grin.

For the first time in her life, Vess held Force Light in her hand really anything force related.

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TAG: OPEN

 

[Arden Durane]

Tags: Open

Arden lingered in the shadows near one of the marble pillars, arms folded across his chest, the faint weight of his cloak draped down to his boots. He had not come to interrupt, nor to instruct. Only to observe. The meditation hall carried a peace unlike the clamor of campaigns or the endless weight of council chambers. Here, it was quieter, but no less important.

Eve's voice rolled through the air, steady and soft as snowfall, her words weaving something delicate yet enduring. Arden found himself studying the young faces turned toward her, the Padawans, the wide-eyed younglings, seeing in them the kind of untested potential that made wars seem, if only for a moment, very far away. Their fidgeting, their hesitant stillness, it was all so achingly familiar. He remembered being one of them, fighting with his own doubts beneath the unyielding gaze of his masters.

When Eve lifted her hand and the light spread out across the hall, Arden's breath caught before he realized it. Not because it was dazzling, on the contrary, it was simple, almost humble in its glow. But it was enough. Enough to soften the room, enough to remind him why he had taken up the burden of the Lion Guard in the first place. He closed his eyes briefly, letting that warmth brush against him. It was different than the fire of battle, different even than the certainty of command. This was gentler, quieter, and in its own way, more profound.

When he opened them again, Arden's gaze rested on Eve. She carried herself with a grace that had nothing to prove, and in that moment, he allowed himself a small, rare smile. The galaxy would do what it always did, tear itself apart, demand sacrifice, test their resolve. But here, light was being tended. He would remember that.

And so he stayed, silent as the stone, simply watching the sparks begin to stir.

 

[Hanna Ike]

Hanna's smile softened, her heart still marveling at how far she had come. Once, she had been only a politician; now, as the wife of one of the galaxy's most powerful Jedi, she had gained so much more. She had gained a large family, and later in life, the Force awakened within her; under Matsu's patient guidance, she learned to shape it, starting with the lightfoil and evolving into whatever else her wife deemed necessary. She would never claim to be a warrior, but in this moment, wrapped in Matsu's embrace, she felt whole.

Her eyes closed as she found that spark of light within herself. Confidence filled her, not the hollow certainty of politics, but something truer, something that came from standing beside Matsu. A shimmer of radiance pulsed around her fingers before she let it fade, content simply to press a kiss to Matsu's forehead.

Perhaps it was a touch of showing off, proving that the woman who had appeared so suddenly among them was no stranger to the lesson. But Hanna had long since made peace with who she was. She was there to care for and adore her family, always there for each daughter and her wife. Leaning forward, she captured Matsu's lips in a kiss, unbothered by the audience. Matsu had always been her weakness, the one distraction she would never resist. "Hello, my love, I missed you and figured I would steal a moment of your time. It seems things are well here."

 

[Tigris Aphra]

Eyes closed, listening, Tigris' thoughts lingered on her reluctance to enter into Eve's teaching. Then, as if right by her ear, a low voice spoke.

Master Noble. Her Master Noble.

Tigris hadn't seen him come in, and wondered why he was so close behind her. Dark, almond-shaped eyes opened and her head turned. Inside she jumped, but her training kept her body still. On her shoulder, peering at her so close her eyes almost couldn't focus, was a little ethereal fox.

"Master?" She whispered, seeing that there was no Kahlil around, only the ghostly creature. Accepting that her master was employing some power of the Force to help her, the Atrisian heeded his words and nodded slightly, thought not fully understanding.

"My light." She repeated. It wasn't a great exposition, but Tigris felt what he meant. She looked at Eve and her light and believed it was the same for everyone. Like much she had learned lately, the Force was personal as well as cosmic. She thought of the differences in how Eve and herself used the Force.

"Alright, Master." she whispered, closing her eyes again, listening to Eve.

"Each of you will feel this differently. Each of you speaks your own inner language, and it is only by listening that you will learn to understand it. But once you do..."

Tigris slipped back into a quiet mind. She didn't approach her search for Light by mimicking Eve, she sought it in her own way. Clarity began to form. Yes, Tigris was of the shadows, no longer of Darkness where there was pain and evil, her shadow was the veiling protection of shade. Just like in the natural, you cannot have shade without light. Neither could Tigris' form of shadow couldn't exist without Light. When she flowed with the Dark, Tigris' shadows were born of Darkness. Now, having shunned the Dark Side, her shadows could only be created in the presence of Light. It had been there since her conversion.

Revelation.

Tigris then saw it within her. Her light could now be discerned, and in seeing it, the disciplined Atrisian could interact with it. Soft, warm, veiled energy, the light responded. Eyes closed, she couldn't see how it manifested in the others or herself. For Tigris, the intricate designs inked upon her bronzed skin, now ancient, became outlined by a soft, subtle glow, the color of a sunset.

Tag: Kahlil Noble Everest Vale

 

[Everest Vale]

Outfit: Personal Armour
Equipment: Lightsaber, Bracelet, Earrings, Seer Stone, Wayfinder's Flare, Atrisian Dancer, Engagement Ring
Companion: Isari
Tag: Jane Tigris Aphra Matsu Ike Vess Sadragen Michael Angellus Hanna Ike Zaiya Ceti Katherine Holt Aileni Ifor Xeraic Reina Daival Alana Calloway Kahlil Noble Arden Durane Cartri Keswoll Valery Noble Corazona von Ascania Aris Noble Acier Moonbound Katarine Ryiah OPEN

Eve could feel it all around, the room finding its own rhythm. Every presence different, every silence its own shape. It warmed her chest. She couldn't have been prouder.

Her eye caught Jane first. So earnest, trying so hard it made something new bloom in her — pride, yes, but also love, sharper than she had ever felt in a moment like this. For an instant, her gaze flicked to the back, where Valery was watching. She met her former Master's eyes and felt, for the first time, a taste of what it meant to stand where Valery had stood for her. Teacher. Guide. Protector. In many ways, parent.

Her attention moved on. Reina, eyes shut, but something loosening within her, something unclenched. It made her glad, it was something she deserved. Kat — the gnaw of guilt so sharp Eve could feel it from here. She marked it in her heart to come back to her.

And Tigris. Always steady, always grounding. But through their bond there was a stirring, raw and unfamiliar. It struck her deep. Her own love surged back unbidden, a wave of warmth that she let move between them without words. She wouldn't ask later unless Tigris chose to speak of it. This light was sacred, and each path through it had to be their own. Eve knew that better than most.

She let her own glow flare one last time, spreading down her arms and into her hands before letting it soften and fade.

"Alright," she said quietly, her voice carrying through the still air. "Thank you. You've all done so well."

Her hands folded lightly in front of her.

"For the final part, we'll take this outside into the gardens. There you'll have more space to let it stretch and move. Find your own way with it. Standing, sitting, however feels right. I'll be walking among you if you need me. Just remember... the light is already in you. For some, it may take time to surface. Trust it. It will come."

She rose, giving the room a moment before leading them out, offering warm smiles and brief embraces to the senior Jedi who had come to support her so lovingly on this day. The corridors opened into the crisp air beyond, bright and cool but gentle against the skin. Eve moved slowly, each step steady, and as the students filed out she gave what they needed — a word of encouragement, a glance of reassurance, a touch of quiet guidance.

Snowpeak Sanctuary glimmered in the light, its peaks rising sharp against the sky, the frost along their edges catching fire in the sun, and in the gardens below the first faint sparks of the students' glow joined it, until the whole range seemed to breathe as one, shining like a silver star.

 

[Matsu Ike]

Everest Vale Tigris Aphra Hanna Ike

"Very well... better now." She said it with a smile as the lesson moved to the next part. Everyone going outside now as she had a small smile. Moving quietly and taking the other womans hand. "Come on." The smile was there and she could sense many of the others while she shimmered... slipping and moving through the force itself. Her consciousness expanding to wrap around Hanna and allow her to be within the small bubble of altered molecules and reality as it were that diminished the jedi masters presence within the force. She took another bite of food while she was moving and motione dhtat they would be going outside.

She looked at Eve while she walked and offered a bow of her head... moving on the air almost but low as she guided Hanna out into the open air. A grin playing on her face while she looked out and around... there was a lot of them glowing... aand she haad seen plenty as she found a place to be with the force still just there below the surface. Much more controlled but she allowed it to leak out from time to time and cause an ethereal glow to her skin. "It is just as I taught you, allow the force to brighten up from your core and spread outwaards with each breath." Her smile remained on her face while breathing in and outwards she controlled the air around them for chill.

 

[Michael Angellus]

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PERSONAL FLIGHT LOG – Entry #
Location: – Eshan
Assigned Craft: Well, I flew my X-Wing
Astromech Partner: BRED (BB-30)
Current Mood: Confused.
Background Noise: I can’t hear anything over the thoughts in my head.

Okay, so does that mean I did it right?

Wow… really ruining “Basic” there Michael… way to follow your education…

… and forget this stupid journal log records everything.

I mean… she didn’t even look at me.

“Wooo-beeep.” [Translation: Don’t feel bad. She just doesn’t have an eye for you.]

Oh my word! He’s going to be in trouble!

If you’re going to come back and watch, behave…

“Weeep-bwoo.” [Translation: You didn’t catch her eye. No shame in that.]

Go back to the ship… now.

I don’t think I have ever been this mad.

“Chrrp.” [Translation: Fine, I’m going… go catch up with those who didn’t figure it out.]

I am so in trouble.

Just keep your head down, Michael. Keep your head down and practice.

– Michael A.
Flashlight of the Force? Naw…


TAG: Everest Vale | Jane | Aileni Ifor Xeraic

This is where he is speaking

 

[Kahlil Noble]

"Not quite." Harmony spoke soft, mostly to not distract Tigris on the verge of a breakthrough. The fox remained, calm and collected as ever. Very much giving off that vibe in a conscious way to try and help. It had been their task, after all. As it became clear that Tigris had found something, understood something, they seemed to smile.

Just a bit.

"From the deepest dark the light shines the brightest. That's what makes you a Jedi like no other. Always remember that, no matter how dark the galaxy might seem."

Tigris Aphra