Faction What's in the box? WHAT. IS. IN. THE. KRIFFING. BOX?!

[Braze]

TAGS: Kaelos Vryn Ko Vuto | Open to any Jedi welcome to join.

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Braze had been harshly chastised by the Temple guards who had come to check on him and Ko Vuto after their scuffle. The reprimand had been swift and severe, the weight of their disapproval besettled uppon on his shoulders like an iron yoke.

In the aftermath, he found himself saddled with additional Temple duties—menial tasks doled out as a punitive measure by the powers that be. Cleaning meditation chambers, reorganizing archives, assisting with maintenance—small, tedious acts of service meant to reinforce discipline. He did them without complaint, though his muscles ached, and his patience frayed at the edges.

Once he'd completed his latest round of tasks, he had put in a request for his student Kaelos Vryn to come meet him in one of the more educational styled training rooms. This was not a sparring chamber but a more classroom-styled space, chosen with purpose. In the center of the room sat a table, and beside it, three boxes—two large wooden crates and that damned small box Kaelos had seen before. The sight of it still carried a certain gravity, a quiet, unspoken challenge nestled in its unassuming frame.

Braze had also extended an invitation to Ko Vuto , wanting to make ammends beyond sharing in their punishment though he wasn't certain if he would come. This was a lesson he had shown Braze himself after all. Ko deserved teh credit for it's conception. The uncertainty gnawed at him, but he let it rest with a dejected sigh. There was only so much he could control.

Now, he waited, seated at the table. To ease the tension, he had taken the time to prepare tea, its faint, fragrant steam curling into the air, offered some small attempt at fostering calm some calm.

 

[Sazo Vass]

It wasn't often Sazo left the Selvaris Enclave- it was ideal for communing with the Force and training. But it was nice to return to Coruscant; she hadn't been back since the Empire's invasion. The planet- and the Temple- had recovered remarkably well. She had come on a supply run to get some essentials for Selvaris, such as bacta and new comms. However, the freighter's hyperdrive was malfunctioning, they were to spend the night, and leave in a day or so. Sazo wanted to take the opportunity to go through some katas.

The issue? She hadn't been at the Temple for nearly a year, the layout wasn't exactly the same, and she had forgotten most of it.

Trying for the umpteenth time, she opened the door...to not be in a training room for the umpteenth time, but some type of classroom. She was a about to swear when she spotted Braze . She beamed.

"Braze! How have you been? I heard you were knighted, congrats! I'm so glad that..."

Sazo's voice trailed off as she noticed the three boxes in the center of the room.

The Korun cocked her head to the side. Her curiosity was piqued.

"...Sooo...what's in the box?"

Braze | Kaelos Vryn | Ko Vuto

 

[Braze]

TAGS: Sazo Vass Ko Vuto Kaelos Vryn

Braze glanced up and saw Sazo—a familiar face he'd met once or twice but never had the pleasure of getting to know too well. She was always kind and pleasant to be around and thus he decidedly liked and enjoyed her presence. He offered a weak but genuine smile of appreciation toward her.

"Ah... thank you kindly... It is good to see you're doing quite well."

He took a sip of his tea, savoring the warmth for a moment before setting the cup down with careful precision. His gaze drifted back to the crates, as if momentarily weighing something unseen. Then, his expression shifted—just a flicker of something sly beneath the surface.

"Oh, which box?" His tone was light, carrying just a hint of mischief. "One of the two big crates or this cute little box?"

He gestured toward the smaller one as if it were some petulant thing, deserving of special mention. He seemed pleasantly pleased at her interest in the boxes, his fingers idly tracing the edge of the wood frame of teh smaller one like it was some precious pet to be adored.

Without missing a beat, he added, "Well, I suppose that depends... are you asking what's in them now, or what they were before I put the lids on?" He mused playfully aloud. " Because right now it's a lesson. " He stated simply offeirng the vauge and obtuse awnser that still held a kerne of truth. "I am hoping to give them as a kind of gift to my Padawan, Kaelos Vryn . No peeking now... What do you suppose is in any of the boxes? "

 

[Kaelos Vryn]

Location: Courscant
Tags: Braze | Sazo Vass | Ko Vuto
Equipment: Lightsaber | Jedi Robes | Utility Belt
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He was running late.

In his defense.... no he had nothing. He didn't have a single defense. He'd completely overslept, exhausted from training in Teras Kasi with Katarine Ryiah the day prior. It was rare for him to oversleep, but not impossible. He was but Kiffar. He'd slept through the chirping birds and everything. More annoyingly, he'd missed his morning run and breakfast so he was in a foul mood.

Braze had requested his presence and he was due to meet with his Master about ten minutes after he'd finally dragged himself out of bed. He'd grabbed the quickest shower of all time, hastily thrown himself into some robes and left his quarters. He'd been that rushed, he'd completely forgotten his lightsaber and had used the Force to call it to him as he was walking out of the door.

Stumbling through the door about five or ten minutes later than expected, Kaelos cast his eyes between Braze and Sazo Vass with a forced smile. "Apologies for the delay, Master" he said, his tone lacking it's usual upbeat spark. "I'd offer excuses, but I'd end up insulting your intelligence if I did"

Then he saw it, and he shook his head.

That damn box.

He let out a sigh, almost laced with a mixture of disappointment and annoyance. That box had been the bane of his life for the best part of three days. It had resisted his attempts at Psychometry and had nearly defeated him. It had earned him a good breakfast however, some vague upsides.

"I take it the reason I'm here is this box?"

 

[Braze]

TAGS: Kaelos Vryn Sazo Vass

"This box?" Braze asked, running a hand over the smaller one— the one Kaelos knew all too well. "No, not this one." His fingers lingered for a moment before he nodded toward the two larger crates resting on the floor in front of the table. "But those? Those are."

Braze expression was as unreadable as ever, but there was something lurking beneath, a touch of faint amusement just waiting to surface.

"One of these boxes," he began, "contains something priceless. Centuries-old ceremonial dinner plates and glasses, passed down through the Jedi Order for generations. It is fragile. Practically irreplaceable."

He let the words settle before turning toward the second crate.

"The other?" A pause, "It holds the heaviest metal in the galaxy. Neutronium. Dense beyond measure. Nearly immovable."

Without another word, he strode toward the second crate.

He breathed letting out a heavy breath and set his shoulders, braced his legs. His fingers curled in the air as if preparing for a Herculean feat. And with great focus and determination he levitated the Neutronium filled crate and heliocentrically lifted a few inched from the ground.
His arms trembled and his entire body strained.

A grunt escaped him before setting it back down with an exaggerated thud.

He straightened and shook out his hands. "That," he declared, "is heavy."

Then, without hesitation, he moved to the other crate.

This time, he bent down, curling his fingers into the air and with zero visible effort, lifted the crate clean off the ground with one hand, the movement smooth, precise, almost effortless.

He turned it slightly, inspecting it as if checking for dust. "And this?" he mused, rolling his wrist as though it weighed no more than a training saber. "Light as air."

With a satisfied nod, he set it down as gently as could be. Then, straightening, he turned back to them.

"Now," he said, "would one of you do me the honor of lifting the heavy crate? I'd like to see how well you handle your telekinesis. Just a few inches then set it back down. "

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[Sazo Vass]

Sazo looked nonplussed at Braze's answer, even as she approach to heavy crate.

"I was ready to guess a baby tiger-moose, an ancient prophecy, or your lunch was in that box. Neutronium is...decidedly more anticlimatic."

She shrugged, before closing her eyes. Surrendering into the tumult, the greater whole that was the Force. She felt Braze. She felt Kaelos. She felt everything around her...including the box.

The heavy box.

She stretched out her arm, trembling, and she felt the denseness. She could feel that, even in enhancing her strength, she couldn't hope to lug that thing around. But nothing was out the realm of possibility with the Force.

Sazo managed to barely get the box to shift, before she lost purchase on it before releasing it. The Korun wiped her forehead frustrated.

"There's something I missed, I swear."



Braze | Kaelos Vryn | Ko Vuto

 

[Kaelos Vryn]

Location: Courscant
Tags: Braze | Sazo Vass | Ko Vuto
Equipment: Lightsaber | Jedi Robes | Utility Belt
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Kaelos shook his head.

The box he knew very well was moved just out of view, thankfully. He let out a sigh he didn't even know he was holding, full of annoyance. Braze explained why he'd summoned for Kaelos, it was going to be a test. Telekinsis was a Force ability he was familar with, one of the first he'd learned as an initiate. Now, he needed to show his Master just how good at it he was.

The fact it was a test almost snapped him out of his mood. It was something to focus on other than the fact he hadn't yet been for a run or had anything to eat. He just simply had to focus on lifting two boxes, a really heavy one and a really light one.

Despite Braze asking them to start with the heavy one, Kaelos opted to warm up with the lighter one whilst Sazo Vass lifted the heavy one. The box full of antique china went up and down like a feather, like Kaelos had lifted it a thousand times. It was no heavier than what he'd been taught to lift when he was an initiate.

The heavy one though, that looked awful.

The young Kiffar let Sazo Vass finish before he took his turn. He closed his eyes, allowing the Force to flow through him. He took a few seconds to clear his head, focusing only on what was around him. He could sense the familar Force signature of Braze instantly a few seconds later he could detect Sazo Vass as well.

He felt the box, the heavy box that looked awful. His hand shot out instictively. There had once been a comment passed that the reason Jedi stuck out their hand was because it gave them something physical to think about. He felt the Force flowing through him and he willed the box up into the air.

It lifted about an inch or so before clattering back down onto the floor with a thud unlike any Kaelos had heard before. He let out a relieved sigh, realising at that moment how exhausting it could be to lift extremely heavy objects.

"Well, that sucks" he commented, after a few seconds.

 

[Braze]

TAGS: Sazo Vass Kaelos Vryn

"I was ready to guess a baby tiger-moose, an ancient prophecy, or your lunch was in that box. Neutronium is...decidedly more anticlimatic."

"There's something I missed, I swear."

"Well, that sucks"

Braze smiled as he watched them. "Please… be very careful." His gaze remained on his student as they moved the lighter box—filled with precious, irreplaceable fragile breakables—with practiced ease.

"You both did very well," he said, nodding approvingly. Then, turning to Sazo, he added, "Could you lift the light box, please? Then set it gently back on the floor."

After a brief pause, he shifted his attention to Kaelos Vryn . "When you're ready, take the light box and move it about two inches above the heavy one. Make sure it's lined up perfectly before you release it, okay?" His tone was even, but expectant with a quiet challenge woven into the instruction.