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A Meeting with The Grey. (Order of the Grey/Ask)

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
This was no formal meeting, it was no great ball, it was simply an open time away from training for those that joined into the order to talk and converse as well as to let those here forget the strains of training. Alexandra herself was not even in the room for the moment where this was occurring, no she was just watching for now and smiling at the fact that while they were still small things had become great for the order.

Though it was no grand ball, it was still a chance for those to sit about and take some time off from training, a chance for those to understand that things were not all about focus on making themselves stronger. So drinks and other such things were being provided, a bar operated and music if people got bored. Alexandra would walk along the side though and just watch and converse with anyone around her. Her own white robes exchanged for a dark blue dress she now wore, her hair pulled up in normal fashion while she watched the others.

The Students and teachers also had a chance to invite those of which were friends to such a meeting, to enjoy a good time and find in this a chance to spread the knowledge of their existence in a good way, thus allowing for such things as not being considered a cult with no backing to be purged...

(Horrible start i know, im so bad at starting stuff and i hope this can occupy you guys till i can get something better for you. [member="Ella Nova"], [member="Krest"], [member="Minna"], [member="Talos Riga"], [member="The Destroyer"], [member="Varanin Zero Four"], @Veino Garn, [member="Zander"], @Anyone that joins in.)
 
Minna walked into the room, walking stick in hand, dressed in her normal grey robes. Her hood was down though, and she raised her head to look around at the room. She continued walking around, waiting for more people she knew to turn up.
 
Ella arrived wearing her own formal grey dress, hands folded over her lap as she walked inside. Lifting one of them to a strand of hazel hair behind her ear, she approached [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] and bowed her head. "Thank you for the invitation, Alexandra." Lifting her gaze, she found herself looking towards @Minna. "Who is that?" she asked Alex, turning back to her with the same, impassive face.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Ella Nova"]

Alexandra's eyes stared at the woman for a moment, a small smile coming over her as she nodded towards the woman. "Ah, hello, i must say that i am indeed surprised that this is all going ok for now." She followed [member="Ella Nova"] gaze to [member="Minna"] and answered her, the normal kind and soft voice coming from her as she spoke. "That is one of my students, one named Minna, whom i find to be a very interesting one at that."
 
Minna turned, noticing the two of them and approaching them slowly, her stick making a sound with every second step. She looked up at [member="Ella Nova"] , smiling. "Hello there." The small creature then looked at [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] , nodding. "Look nice, you both do. Find suitable clothing for my size, I could not." It was apparent, as she looked down at her usual grey robes. Nevertheless, she looked back up smiling. "If [member="Krest"] will wear a suit, I wonder. If he is even coming, that is."
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra's smiled faded completely at the mention of [member="Krest"], her eyes glancing about the room for a moment as she stood there. "Krest is still on the compound?" Her hands remained behind her as she kept the crossed and held together, her eyes stopping on [member="Minna"] again though, her smile back. "Well, whether he is here or not doesnt matter, it is good to see you my student and your robes are fine."
[member="Ella Nova"]
 
Ella inclined her head to [member="Minna"], before turning her gaze back to [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] "I never got to learn what it is you teach, Alexandra. Who is [member="Krest"]?" she included at the end, somberly.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Ella Nova"]

"Krest is an Iridonian that has trained with me and frequented the area, past that not much... As for what i teach, more neutral paths of knowledge, Telekinesis, Telepathy, and Force Augmentation are the chief of those." She shifted and looked to the side thinking carefully while she stood there, watching the door for a moment."
 
| [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] | [member="Minna"] |

"I see. I know a little of these too." Turning her gaze to the room, she asked, "How did you find this building that the Order of Grey uses? How have you gone unnoticed or troubled by the Jedi or the Sith?"
 
Arriving clad in an indigo shirt created from the most expensive silks, with dark black leather pants and nice slender shoes, Zander approached his master. Ever present against his hip, coiled in a tightly wound circle, was his Amphistaff Rose Whip. He had managed to save the beauties life after his attack against the Fringe. When Kasamann, his alternate body and personality, had attempted to grip the pretty snake like breed, it had attacked him. But when Zander returned, looking and feeling so much like Zaiden, the pet wrapped itself up his arm for three hours before he could get her to detach.

"Master," Zander nodded to the woman, whom once again surprised her apprentice with her beauty, then turning his gaze to the others he smiled, "Zander Greyson. Pleasure." Holding his hand out to greet them, his shake was firm yet calm - no hostilities, all respect. At that moment, the others would see Zander suddenly become clearer - as if he had been covered by a blurry film for a time. Which he was. Letting his breath slowly go he smiled, "Sorry. Returning to training in bent light is difficult. A new body, a new spirit, makes such quite the journey though."

Moving off for a moment, Zander poured himself a tall glass of Bourbon in a couple thick ice cubes, to which he returned to the group with a welcomed grin, "How's everyone doing?"

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"] [member="Ella Nova"] [member="Minna"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"The compound itself is officially my home, plus being in the middle of a forest out in the middle of no where helps. As for anything past that, i have contacts in the Jedi and the Sith, enough that they know im not a threat to either side by providing a haven for others." She looked at [member="Zander"] as he came towards the and spoke to him. "Fine my student, this is Lady [member="Ella Nova"] and a fellow student of mine [member="Minna"], no need to be sorry about your training."
 
Veino took a deep breath, calming himself,and straightened his tunic, cleaned and pressed just for this occasion, since he didn't own many clothes. A pair and a half, to be precise. It could make things difficult, but it was easier to travel with. He stepped into the room, and paused, looking around for people he knew. None. The only one he recognized was [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]. The others looked like interesting beings though, certainly. Swallowing nervously, he walked towards the small group with a smile. "Hello! Sorry if I'm late. It took a little longer to press the tunic than I remember."
@Zander @Ella Nova [member="Minna"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Veino, my friend, it is good to see you here." She held out her hand to him while she stood there in the dress. "Veino, this is [member="Zander"] and [member="Minna"], two of my three current students who im sure the third will be along some time or another, hes a bit odder than even me. Past them, this is miss [member="Ella Nova"], a... What would you call yourself miss Ella, a teacher or resident or both?" Alexandra looked at her, unsure how Ella saw herself in this place, hell Alexandra still havent gotten a council together and with the current thing involving [member="Krest"] she wondered if it was even possible. Shaking her head she looked at them all and tapped her fingers on her side, the nervous habit showing again as she stood there. "Well either way, welcome to the occasion Veino, i do hope that you are finding yourself at home in this place."
 
Veino nodded, and shook her hand, before turning to the others giving a slight bow of his head in greeting. "Nice to meet you all, and thank you. Its a little strange having a home, but it's pleasant." He gave another nod to the others, "Please excuse me a moment while I grab some food." He slipped away for a moment, and then returned with a small plate. "It's good."
 
Zander nodded to each person as they were introduced, a curt acknowledgement of their being. However, bearing in mind all that Zander was, he did not hasten to expose himself further towards the others. The entire Fringe order would ignite in a frenzy to find that a figment of their greatest threat yet lived - even though Zaiden was dead, the new man being entirely new since the first moment. Had he not the intellect to deduce himself a clone, he might have simply returned to the life he had lived, however he did and couldnt in good conscience return to the destruction of millions of lives.

When a new woman arrived, Zander stiffened slightly. The Force whispered to him in an odd way (just to make an interesting plot) of of the woman, non threatening but none the less a definitive voicing. Could she bear some form of importance in his mission? Would she play a role in his return to the Elite?
 
Veino gave a curious look to [member="Zander"], noticing the shift, and then looked away, hoping that it wasn't noticed. it could misconstrued, perhaps. Besides, he wished to learn more about these people, since they were his fellow students now, and would hopefully become friends. "So...can I ask what brought you all here?"

[member="Ella Nova"] [member="Minna"]
 
Zander smiled and raised his glass slightly with a finger pointed and straight, "Training of course. Unless you mean the literal here rather than the metaphorical, in which case simply to greet the others of our order." Emptying the contents of his glass, Zander suddenly let his glass go with his palm faced downward - to which gravity seemed to ignore, for instead of falling it did three quick flips before he caught it again. Many called him a show off, but in reality he simply never gave himself to long before testing his power again.

He had to keep himself sharp. Reaching out again, the man gripped the neck of the bottle he held before and poured himself another few gulps. Turning back to the group he smiled again, "Well. What to do now?"

@Veino Garn
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra looked between the others around her, eyes turning and resting each of them in turn before she spoke up. "Well, its good to see that everyone has been migrating around, though i must say it is great to see such as i half expected some sort of show of violence from someone. Not that that wouldn't be interesting, but a peaceful night can be good. Converse and have a good time really is all i can tell you for tonight, so go ahead and do so."
 
Veino nodded, "Nice trick." He could match the feat if he wanted to, probably. He'd never actually tried anything like that before. It didn't seem to be more difficult than ballistikinesis, but who knew? He wasn't going to try it though. "And to train is an accurate reason. I suspect we all came for that reason." Conversation and socialization. It had been a while since he'd done those. He couldn't quite remember how they worked. "A peaceful night would certainly be good, once we get conversation going."

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
[member="Zander"]
 
Zander grinned, nice trick eh? Gripping the base of the glass he stared at it for a bit, suddenly a smokey black mist appeared over the glass. Slowly extending the shadows, they formed a stirring spoon that rotated around the inside - the soft tinkling of it colliding with the ice cubes within became a soft melody. If the man thought moving the glass was nifty, what would he think about using an ability only one other being - his alternate person and original form - could use galaxy wide.

Letting it vanish into the very air it originated in, he sipped his glass once again, "Agreed. I could use a peaceful evening also, so heres for hoping."

[member="Veino Garn "][member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

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