Finding a Master [Ession Reformation & Ozamu]

[Other Space Kaiden]

The wind slipped through the forest, serenading the moon with sweet lullabies as the warm breeze passed between the branches. Underneath the shade of the trees, the moonlight flickered across the crystal surface of yesterdays rain puddles; the soft pulses creating a mesmerizing light-show to which the fallen leaves danced and twirled to on waves of air. A band of crickets plays in the distance and a bird confidently joins in with a periodic call across the quaint grasslands of Atrisia. All of nature seemed to be uniting together to create a perfect scene before Ozamu's very eyes, one he carefully detailed across his canvas.

The night was piecing together stroke by stroke, copied nearly perfectly from its original form. The old man carefully studied every color and every line, making sure that he did right by the natural world around him. Unfortunately, the wind was not the only thing tugging on Ozamu tonight. The Force had been prodding at his mind all day, warning him that something was coming his way; but he had no idea what it was. It didn't feel life threatening, not per se. It did, however, feel as if something major was about to shift in his life.

Oldman Oza continued his painting, donating part of his mind to The Force so that he could keep track of its warnings. It made his painting a tad more difficult, but he knew it was in his best interest to keep part of himself focused on the future. Was someone coming from him, was that the message? Perhaps, but then that raised the question of who would go through the trouble of finding their way this deep into the forest just to find Ozamu and his dojo? He had to be ready for anything and for anyone.

He wasn't going to fall victim to anyone...

 

[Shalita Verd]

Synthea took a quiet moment to stand on the outskirts of the forest that surrounded the apparent hermit’s home. Her deep blue hues glanced into the darkness and her red painted lips pressed together. According to the information that had been sent to her datapad on board her ship by Graxin, the man’s location was through the trees… Somewhere. The man had also told her to take a few of his men, but the woman figured that seeing it was a mission to retrieve a man, that only one other person would suit her purposes. Her arms lifted to cross over her chest, almost as if she was trying to preserve her body temperature even though she wore a long black, leather coat to keep her warm. A breeze of air lifted and played with some of her black locks, but she barely paid attention to that gentle tugging. For now, she was simply alone, waiting for the other woman to turn up. The shi’ido had sent her the co-ordinates to the clearing that could easily handle a couple of ships. Her ship was a simple basic ship that did the job of whatever she needed and because she could change her form, she didn’t really worry about bounty hunters much anymore.

While she had a brief moment to herself, her gaze would then slide closed as she breathed outwards. The woman was falling back onto the conversation that she had had with their oh so fearless leader, Graxin. Or more specifically, the end of the conversation after he had told her to recover the man. Her arms unfolded then as her left hand would then gently rest upon the hilt of the sheathed katana at her side, her weight shifting from one side to rest upon the heel of her right foot. He had said that she could talk to him, but she knew that she couldn’t, shouldn’t talk to him. Why? Because she never got close to anyone. After the death of her parents, she had been thrown into a world of darkness and being alone had always helped her to cope with the tragedy that surrounded her. However, if she got too close to someone, she was always reminded by nightmares, of the death of her parents. Of the pain that had followed with that and the void that had consumed her for many years. For eight years after she had escaped her master, she had slinked in and out of places, never truly getting to know anyone on a personal level, always simply just picking their brains for the information that was contained inside of their minds. No one had ever asked anything about herself, because she had distracted them using her own body while coaxing the information out.


However, that had all changed. It had changed when she met Graxin. While he hadn’t specifically ask anything about her that wasn’t her reasons for joining the Reformation, he had said that she could talk to him. An offer that had never been extended to her, before now. A sigh drifted upon her lips as she listened to an owl give a hoot, a sound that echoed amongst the trees. It was then that her gaze finally spotted the puddles that littered the ground and she shook her head. “Well I have a feeling that I’m going to get wet,” she said to no one in particular. Hell, while she was alone with only her thoughts, she might as well talk to the animals that could very well be creeping through the shadows of the trees. For all she knew, the only dangerous thing out here, could possibly be a squirrel… Or a wolf, or even a bear. Unless, of course, the sources that Graxin had, had also spoken to someone else possibly interested in this man that they had been sent to seek out. It was a dangerous possibility really and she shifted upon the spot that she stood on, eager to be moving forwards. However, she knew that she still had to wait for this Eyrina Ateo before going anywhere.

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[Masklia Dayo]

Eyrina shook her head and took in a deep breath. Upon Crossing her leg and uncapped a small ink pen and dwelled over the scrabbled letters that spelt out roughly, Atrisia. With her creased brow she looked out the tapped the pen onto paper. Part of her wanted to think that she didn't have to mark yet another planet off of her father's notebook. Eyrina couldn't have sworn a gentle thin line of water rose in her eyes. Yet she did not provide what tears welled within the Sephi. Crossing the planet out painfully she slammed the little notebook shut and rubbed her temples. Yet another planet she adventured with the absence of her father. This objective dug under her skin just a little. They were to be retrieving a Jedi Master, something her father was.

While there were plenty of Jedi Masters the title always gave her waves emotions she could not explain. Memories of her father encouraging his only daughter to join along side him in the Jedi's academy. Never once had he pushed her into it against her will, Eyrina just wasn't meant for the order. Spinning out of her chair, she grabbed a small sweater, she placed it on her grey knit shawl as it hung loosely on off her shoulders. Her long white hair was placed up in high pony tail. It's length reached only a little past her shoulders. Whatever she wore gave her the feel of elegance and power. Yet, the only force she had was beast control.

Eyrina remained unarmed, she expected that this meeting would be nothing but peaceful. Surely a Jedi Master would be nothing but neutral at the least. Though most of her information about the Jedi was limited to her loving father. Not to mention the walk to this Synthea Trills would not be a long walk if she did not get side tracked. Which was a high possibility that she would considering the area was teeming with controllable wildlife. Abandoning the warmth of her ship she began her short trek to the woman Mr. Graxin Rade had paired her up with. Than came the distraction of a lifetime. A small animal waddled from the Sephi's path. In it's mouth a minuscule reptile and Eyrina moved from her mental path and watched it, a hedgehog.

She was rather curious of why such an animal would be out in a place like this. Surely it preferred warmer weathers. Closing her eyes for a second, she concentrated and focused her force on the animal. Before she knew it the animal was racing to her side. A gentle smile played on her lips, Eyrina loved nothing more than creatures that at the time did not wish pain on her. Bending down, she scooped up the cactus-like animal and trained her feet back to her original path. Her voice was calming and soft as she spoke in a gentle hushed voice. "Calm your uneasy mind little one.. Calm." Slowly it's prickly spines flattened themselves. She could practically feel it's pattering heart beat in the palm of her hand. "You are just the cutest little-" Immediately she caught her breath and placed a free hand on her chest. The shifted Shi'do was rather frightening when you are distracted but another life force.

The hedgehog's spines reacted to Eyrina's heart beat and became frightened. It was always better to deal with smaller animals when they were calmed to the fullest extent. Meaning their environment would have to be calm as well. Perhaps this was the Synthea Trills Eyrina was meant to venture along side. There was only one way to find out. Her heart beat contained it's self and the creature still in the warmth of her palm relaxed once more. Cleaning her throat Eyrina called out from only a short distance. "Excuse me? You would not happen to be Miss Synthea Trills? Would you?" For all the Spehi knew, this could be anyone. For her distance kept her some what safe. Keeping her new found companion hidden in the lose hangings of her shawl.

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[Shalita Verd]

Synthea hadn’t moved, in fact she had been so enveloped inside of her own distracting thoughts, that she had missed the ship's arrival. So when a woman’s voice spoke, she turned to watch with deep blue hues. It appeared that she had been talking to some small animal, of which she couldn’t tell from this position. For if it was a mammal, its fur could have simply been standing up in fear, like it did. Please whatever higher being above, let this not be the woman that I’m supposed to be meeting with, she prayed to herself as she silently observed the woman talk to the animal. Has she lost it? She silently questioned. Although to her, a lot of people seemed to have lost it, especially when they didn’t act like the criminal crowd that she had once grown used to being surrounded by. Never did they talk to animals like this woman was. It appeared that she was actually trying to calm the beast with her voice, but why and how would the animal, if scared, simply race up to the stranger? It was a question that she would probably never get answers to unless she actually paid attention to the stranger and attempt to get close enough to her to pull it out of her.

A simple smirk caressed her lips then as the woman finally seemed to have spotted the other presence that wasn’t animal within the clearing and her head cantered to the side when she asked if she was Synthea. “I would indeed happen to be Miss Synthea Trills.” Purred the woman as she perked a brow in the strange woman’s direction for a moment. She was pondering on leaving her behind, however, she knew that she should follow the commands as was directed by Graxin. A slow breath flared her nostrils for a moment as she pondered upon how she were to approach the woman. After a moment’s pause, she settled upon the usual tactic and she began to start forth to approach the woman, her hues gleaming with a humour within. Whether she would share as to what made her light-hearted, really depended upon her mood and whether she had calculated her odds correctly. As soon as she was a simple step away from the stranger, she lifted her right hand and if the stranger would allow, she would comb her fingers through the glorious long white locks that had been bound within the hair tie. Should the woman stay still for her, she would even lean forwards to draw in the scent of the woman’s hair before leaning back and letting go of her hold, her smirk widening. If she had been denied such an action, she would just have settled for her smirk simply widening at the thought that the stranger thought her to be threatening enough.

“I am only supposed to be meeting one other person and I am guessing that it is you, Miss Eyrina Ateo.” She said, taking a guess in the dark as she paused long enough in her movements to take a quick peek at the animal that was currently being held by the woman. Once she had taken a closer look at the animal, she took a couple of steps back and turned away. “We should be off, darling. We don’t want to be late, or well, I suppose, we don’t want to be delayed by distractions.” She paused to look over her shoulder towards the animal before a brief shake of her head was followed by a soft giggle. Her left hand lifted to place itself upon the hilt of her sheathed katana and she began to stroll into the forest before them. “Lets go get us a Master then shall we?” She said as her right hand flicked her black locks back over her shoulder.

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