Jedha... He knew very little of the planet, other than that it was a vergence in the energies of the Force. That did not stop Master Sallaros from telling him to go to the planet and protect it from the dark side forces that planned on attacking it. He sat on top of a pillar, relaxing. He was less of a pilgrim, this time, but he was most certainly here t be a guardian. Still felt weird to go from being...just a Jedi, to having an intense spar with someone...and to suddenly become their student. He was incredibly thankfuly for his master, rescuing him from the darkness that had been wrapping about his heart, since his return.
Yet, since his arrival on planet, he'd been waiting for the shooting, er, well...lightsabering, too start. He could practically see it, in the Force. Pilgrims walking, the other Jedi that were't simply pilgrims... hell the planet itself, seemed to be quite suddenly enveloped in a shadow that fell over them. He sighed, feeling his breath get cold, as he did so. That was the signal, for him. He knew what would happen next.
They were coming.
He raised his rife, staring through the scope. Ships were arrivig, quickly. They wouldn't have a ton of time.
Steps were quick, they were close and they were numerous. He and other Jedi, those that actually looked like Jedi, began to herd people into the Temple quicker. It was difficult, but those that had been nearby had been put in to the more sheltered areas. Then, they readied themselves. Each Jedi, gripped a hilt at their side, lightsabers activating. And...well, then there was him, a blaster rifle in his hand, and his fists primed. His training with Martial arts had improved, thanks to several Jedi, and his desire to never need a lightsaber, unless the circumstances were dire.
Not that he had one, at the moment.
Then they were upon the Temple. There were several and the battle and fighting was fierce. The other Jedi had their lightsabers, while he was shooting. Each one dropped to a shot to non-lethal, but disabling areas. Then he heard the others cryinng out, as well. He turned, no thoughts. Don't show it within the Force. He fired.
The bolt never hit, instead stopped by the Foorce and launched back at him. The warnings were clear, and he rolled, out of the way, popping back up onto a knee. It was her.
He kept the rifle raised, and pointed forward, as he rose to his feet. "Your master said you were dead, but I didn't believe that, Nouqai." His tone was ice cold. "How've you been?"
Nouqai Veil