Raphael Gallustrade
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Raphael stood in the hangar, the torch sending sparks everywhere, as he worked on his equipment. His rifle was ready, his pistol was good. He still hadn't made a new lightsaber so that was a bit hit or miss, but he'd have to make do. It was unfortunate, but he was fairly certain that his skills with the Force, and his aim would be sufficient, this time. He'd already spent all of yesterday in a deep meditation, connecting to the Force as he had done during his visits to Ambria. The Force had been strong in the canyon, and the week's pilgrimage had strengthened his resolve and sharpened his mind.
The side of his neck began to prickle, then it began to itch and, as he kept working, finally it began to burn. He pressed his fingers to his neck and he could feel that the runes were hot. Falentra had carved them into his skin, back during the attack on Jedha before... He sighed and shook his head, as he picked up his tools and began to put them into his ship. They screams were still there, but they'd died down, for the time being. In some ways he had to thank Falentra for this. The runes, at least, did reveal when darkness was nearby. They always burned horribly. And now, as the shadow began to fall over the Temple, they were practically on fire.
Without a second thought, Raphael go to his feet and put the staff into his ship. That part wouldn't help him, not with this. He'd learned a few things, in the time since. Ambria was one of the best learning experiences he'd ever had; it was there that he learned the best defense he'd found against the dark side. Instead of simply allowing one's light to roll off of them, dripping out like a fountain, he instead pulled it inwards, draped about himself like a cloak.
He saw a man, a... Raphael couldn't help but chuckle, considering that the man reminded him a lot of himself. They both looked like kriffing pilots. He could feel the light wrapped about the man as well. Raphael smiled, and took a moment of a breath, a deep breath, before he walked down behind the man, as the Force suddenly brought something else to him. There was a reason for them both to be here. There was a reason that they were both called. Their opponent was common thread that would bind them, in this fight. Raphael breathed evenly and noted that, for the first time since he'd first been bitten, he felt an eerie calm about what was about to happen. He'd have to chalk that up to training.
Friends: Gatz Derrevar
Foes: Adeline Noctua
The side of his neck began to prickle, then it began to itch and, as he kept working, finally it began to burn. He pressed his fingers to his neck and he could feel that the runes were hot. Falentra had carved them into his skin, back during the attack on Jedha before... He sighed and shook his head, as he picked up his tools and began to put them into his ship. They screams were still there, but they'd died down, for the time being. In some ways he had to thank Falentra for this. The runes, at least, did reveal when darkness was nearby. They always burned horribly. And now, as the shadow began to fall over the Temple, they were practically on fire.
Without a second thought, Raphael go to his feet and put the staff into his ship. That part wouldn't help him, not with this. He'd learned a few things, in the time since. Ambria was one of the best learning experiences he'd ever had; it was there that he learned the best defense he'd found against the dark side. Instead of simply allowing one's light to roll off of them, dripping out like a fountain, he instead pulled it inwards, draped about himself like a cloak.
He saw a man, a... Raphael couldn't help but chuckle, considering that the man reminded him a lot of himself. They both looked like kriffing pilots. He could feel the light wrapped about the man as well. Raphael smiled, and took a moment of a breath, a deep breath, before he walked down behind the man, as the Force suddenly brought something else to him. There was a reason for them both to be here. There was a reason that they were both called. Their opponent was common thread that would bind them, in this fight. Raphael breathed evenly and noted that, for the first time since he'd first been bitten, he felt an eerie calm about what was about to happen. He'd have to chalk that up to training.
Friends: Gatz Derrevar
Foes: Adeline Noctua