Raphael Gallustrade
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The ship shuddered a bit, as it hurtled through hyperspace and he took a few breaths. He'd been to several nexi, had bathed in them and grown in the power, but this place was different. Tython was a place that had been the sight of the Je'daii Order, the ones that had preceded the Jedi, that he was now a part of, and now it was under attack. His hands tightened around the controls. He could feel his anger rising, but he already understood the reason: so many sith, constantly spoiling things... It was horrible... The moment that he dropped out of hyperspace, though, he saw the full extent of the horror...
There was a enormous moon that was completely fragmented and, floating amongst the debris field, was ships, fighting, some broken... He could feel the death. He passed a large derelict ship, and watched a ship fly into the derelict. Upon that ship was an even more familiar feeling, a darkness that eclipsed most of them. He tured his ship, slightly, moving himself to start to land, when suddenly something else grabbed his attention, and his ship slowly turned back towards the planet.
"W-Wha..." A voice, no, several voices all called to him from the planet's surface. Voices... from Qi-Ko, lost masters and knights... The ghosts from Ambria... All of those... Those that told him to connect to it during the invasion of Qi-Ko... Those that had beckoned him to meditate and immerse himself within the Nexus at Ambria, they all wanted him too come down to the planet's surface. To witness, to open his eyes, to turn to the light and to lose himself in the dark.
There was a light dow there so powerful that it could blind and burn someone away, if left unchecked. There was a darkness so deep and vast that he wondered who had the greater mastery and knowledge of it, this being or Adeline. But... The darkness felt familiar...
LAND. The command came throough loud and clear and he felt his hands turning the ship downwards, towards the surface oof the planet. Even once it landed he was still far away enough that he could sense, but not see, the immense presences that were now filling the planet. He raced forward, power that had been entrusted into him from the last two nexi, filling his legs. This was still something he was getting used to, all that power was still in him and with him, at all times. He didn't like to use it, though this time felt like an emergency exception could be made, and so he raced forwards like blaster bolt, only to come to a sliding stop.
The light floated high above, what seemed like a woman with golden wings and burnished armor; oone that glowed like the sun. Then... he saw Onrai, a woman who'd once welcomed him on board her ship, despite the feeling that had been so pervasive. There was a tenderness to her, but she was also dangerous, he knew that even before sensing her. He glanced from one to the other.
The stage was set, and the players were all in their places. The question was how would the play tuurn out?
Eina L'lerim-Vandiir
Onrai
There was a enormous moon that was completely fragmented and, floating amongst the debris field, was ships, fighting, some broken... He could feel the death. He passed a large derelict ship, and watched a ship fly into the derelict. Upon that ship was an even more familiar feeling, a darkness that eclipsed most of them. He tured his ship, slightly, moving himself to start to land, when suddenly something else grabbed his attention, and his ship slowly turned back towards the planet.
"W-Wha..." A voice, no, several voices all called to him from the planet's surface. Voices... from Qi-Ko, lost masters and knights... The ghosts from Ambria... All of those... Those that told him to connect to it during the invasion of Qi-Ko... Those that had beckoned him to meditate and immerse himself within the Nexus at Ambria, they all wanted him too come down to the planet's surface. To witness, to open his eyes, to turn to the light and to lose himself in the dark.
There was a light dow there so powerful that it could blind and burn someone away, if left unchecked. There was a darkness so deep and vast that he wondered who had the greater mastery and knowledge of it, this being or Adeline. But... The darkness felt familiar...
LAND. The command came throough loud and clear and he felt his hands turning the ship downwards, towards the surface oof the planet. Even once it landed he was still far away enough that he could sense, but not see, the immense presences that were now filling the planet. He raced forward, power that had been entrusted into him from the last two nexi, filling his legs. This was still something he was getting used to, all that power was still in him and with him, at all times. He didn't like to use it, though this time felt like an emergency exception could be made, and so he raced forwards like blaster bolt, only to come to a sliding stop.
The light floated high above, what seemed like a woman with golden wings and burnished armor; oone that glowed like the sun. Then... he saw Onrai, a woman who'd once welcomed him on board her ship, despite the feeling that had been so pervasive. There was a tenderness to her, but she was also dangerous, he knew that even before sensing her. He glanced from one to the other.
The stage was set, and the players were all in their places. The question was how would the play tuurn out?
Eina L'lerim-Vandiir
Onrai