Meeristali Peradun
Cat Dad
He hadn't been aboard before, and a shake of his head had indicated as such. Otherwise, he had been quiet while listening to [member="Corvus Raaf"] speak, nodding where appropriate, and cracking a smile, if not a grin at her foibles. He spent a good chunk of time in the archives himself, though most of his studies therein had been on the matter of where next to take his training, or to keep himself informed in advance on the places he had been, and so on. He didn't know the stories she spoke of, but chances were with hearing of them, he would look into it later, when he had a slice of time available.
Once aboard, he found that the praxeum ship was as fantastic as he had been told - [member="Michael Sardun"] had filled him in on the vessel and its virtues, and the Felacatian had been keen to pay it a visit when he could. Now was as good a time as any, with a bunch of unfamiliar faces that he would know better by the time this frigid trip was over. Well... he had met [member="Kiskla Grayson"] before. There was that. At any rate, obtaining crystals was an important task, particularly given his line of 'work', his 'calling' as a Jedi.
What was a Guardian without a lightsaber or two of his own, anyway? As per usual, he had two blasters on him, which he gave another thorough checking over once they were aboard the praxeum, but having them here felt like the complement of bringing a dagger to a blaster fight. Even so, he would manage just fine - his aim was second to none back on Felacat, but at the same time he had yet to test that against anything out here. The fact that not many Jedi used weapons outside of the lightsaber had a great deal to do with that insufficiency.
"Miss Raaf's correct," he said, the natural purr in his voice subdued, leaving a noticeable, flowing and rolling accent behind when he finally spoke up. "You all likely have more at your disposal than you're aware of. Don't discount that. For example, I'm not without the ability to go on the defense, or offense..."
His tail flicked as if to make a point, and vibrant orange eyes looked to each of [member="Tugoro Taidarious"], [member="Kana Truden"], and [member="VlPER"], before settling back on Raff as he stowed away the blaster he had in hand, which was found to be in perfect working order for what was probably the fifth time since they'd set out. He was curious who this '[member="Jerry Mars"]' was, but without a doubt, he'd soon find out.
"...having been a member of my people's armed forces, before this. Between that and the handful of skills I've acquired in my time amongst the Jedi, mitigating my current lack of a lightsaber shouldn't be too much of a problem... if we run into any problems."
Once aboard, he found that the praxeum ship was as fantastic as he had been told - [member="Michael Sardun"] had filled him in on the vessel and its virtues, and the Felacatian had been keen to pay it a visit when he could. Now was as good a time as any, with a bunch of unfamiliar faces that he would know better by the time this frigid trip was over. Well... he had met [member="Kiskla Grayson"] before. There was that. At any rate, obtaining crystals was an important task, particularly given his line of 'work', his 'calling' as a Jedi.
What was a Guardian without a lightsaber or two of his own, anyway? As per usual, he had two blasters on him, which he gave another thorough checking over once they were aboard the praxeum, but having them here felt like the complement of bringing a dagger to a blaster fight. Even so, he would manage just fine - his aim was second to none back on Felacat, but at the same time he had yet to test that against anything out here. The fact that not many Jedi used weapons outside of the lightsaber had a great deal to do with that insufficiency.
"Miss Raaf's correct," he said, the natural purr in his voice subdued, leaving a noticeable, flowing and rolling accent behind when he finally spoke up. "You all likely have more at your disposal than you're aware of. Don't discount that. For example, I'm not without the ability to go on the defense, or offense..."
His tail flicked as if to make a point, and vibrant orange eyes looked to each of [member="Tugoro Taidarious"], [member="Kana Truden"], and [member="VlPER"], before settling back on Raff as he stowed away the blaster he had in hand, which was found to be in perfect working order for what was probably the fifth time since they'd set out. He was curious who this '[member="Jerry Mars"]' was, but without a doubt, he'd soon find out.
"...having been a member of my people's armed forces, before this. Between that and the handful of skills I've acquired in my time amongst the Jedi, mitigating my current lack of a lightsaber shouldn't be too much of a problem... if we run into any problems."