Faction Hits And Giggles [NJO]

[Caelan Valoren]

ATTIRE: Link
COMPANION: BD-F8

Balls were flying everywhere, and Caelan was throwing up barriers right and left doing his best to try and protect everyone. Wasn't easy and he missed a few, resulting in a couple of their teammates getting knocked out of the match. But sometimes you couldn't get everything. He could only split his attention so much while maintaining a certain level of efficacy to what he was doing. They'd taken out several of the other team, and most of their heavy hitters were still available, so he was doing a pretty good job.

Until Aadihr Lidos decided to target him right as several balls were flying at others.

The lob shot was way too obvious. With the way they were all whipping balls around the court, there was no way that was an intentional shot. Caelan didn't take the bait, and used a barrier to deflect the shot from Connel Vanagor and the shot from Braze Kai'el at the same time, since both were aimed at Azurine Varek . Those few seconds that Aadhir had afforced him were put to good use.

Then came the real attack, which unfortunately meant that Nir Si was on his own in dealing with the other ball that Connel had deflected towards him. Caelan steeled himself as he dropped low into the attack, arms coming up and doing what he could to slow the ball with the Force, which wasn't all that much, while strengthening his body to absorb the shot, and his arms collapsing around the ball. Yeah, he'd caught it. Take that, Team Silver!

"You're out, Aadhir!" he called.

Incidentally, by ducking he'd avoided the slower ball hitting him in the face, which would have been utterly embarrassing. He tossed the ball he'd caught towards Azurine Varek .

"Get em, Azzie!"

 

[Roman Vossari]

Tags: Vera Noble | Kuhbee

​

Roman slumped onto the bench, the sting of defeat still fresh. He watched Vera's triumphant laughter, a playful scowl forming on his face. When her taunting words reached his ears, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Oh, come on, Roman! Maybe next time, huh?" she'd said, mocking him. He refused to let her have the last word.

"Better pay attention to the game, Vera!" he called out, his voice laced with mock arrogance. "I know I'm nice to look at and all, but you better keep your focus!" He puffed out his chest slightly, a ridiculous smirk playing on his lips. He knew his charm, the easy way he could make the girls of the NJO giggle or blush. Why would Vera be any different?

His smugness faltered slightly as he watched her immediately refocus on the game, but not before pulling a little prank on her own brother, who was simply minding his own business on the sidelines. What a little chit, Roman thought, a hint of amusement creeping into his expression despite himself.

Then, her attention shifted to Kuhbee, and Roman felt a surge of protectiveness. "Watch out, Kuhbee!" he yelled from the bench, "Don't let her get you out!" He leaned forward, his earlier sulkiness forgotten as he urged his friend on, desperate to see the young Wookiee triumph. He was sidelined, for the moment anyway, but he refused to sit back and watch his friends get picked off by a mischievous Noble.

 

[Aadihr Lidos]

Outfit: Gym Clothes

"You're out, Aadhir!" he called.

Aadihr sighed, stood back up to full height, reaching up above his head to stretch his back, and leisurely walked off the court, waving to Caelan Valoren , "I'd expect nothing less from you, young Lord Valoren" Aadihr called back, complimenting genuinely.
He felt a touch of pride, even. The lad consistently displayed virtuous tendencies, putting the defence of his allies first even while countering his own engagements - both at war and at play.

The Miraluka was thankful for the breather as he sat at the sidelines, leaning back to use the row behind him as a backrest and stretching his legs out.

Taking the time to observe the player's auras more closely, he suddenly found himself a touch confused. Aadihr leaned over to ask Roman Vossari :

"Did you do something to peeve Connel Vanagor ?"

Aadihr still wasn't used to the powerhouse on the field being the same person as the awkward Padawan from a decade prior.

Spoiler: ROSTER

Team Gold
Vera Noble
Azurine Varek
Lily Decoria
Nir Si
Ran Serys
Caelan Valoren

Team Silver
Roman Vossari (out)
Kuhbee
Braze Kai'el
Aadihr Lidos (out)
Silas Westgard
Connel Vanagor

 

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION : New Cov | OBJECTIVE : Looking for Ryana mina | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Jack Wright | Vera Noble | Valery Noble | Roman Vossari | Lily Decoria | Nir Si | Azurine Varek | Ran Serys | Silas Westgard | Aadihr Lidos

Connel did hold back a smile at seeing Roman Vossari eliminated. While this was rather mean of him to think so, after all, he was not in “work mode”, at least not completely, Connel hoped this would teach the Padawan some humility.

The trashtalking Zabrak that was Varek was at her verbal best at the moment, he just shrugged. Connel was not out to take anyone out yet. If he was, several would be out already. The “Guardian” in him (in his past at least) knew the value of true teamwork and not “every man for himself” like it was slowly turning out to be. A momentary distraction came as he looked at Ryana mina, Pip and Buster having a moment. That left him open for a moment, but that was his intention as the incoming ball was an easy catch and elimination.

Oh Lily?!! Yeah, he called her out, but his throw proved to be something different. Was this a “miss” or a part of him setting other players up to take Decoria off the playing field? His throw was side-arm and HARD like when he would throw his combat shield, but it sailed past everyone? Only once it was far enough, Connel reached out and pulled it back.

The ball was now coming back at Caelan Valoren from behind.

On the move again, Connel was now on the side nearest Roman Vossari and Aadihr Lidos , out of the corner of his eye, the Shadow could see an interesting exchange between the two of them.

 

[Kuhbee]

Kuhbee was moving as fast as he could. He came over to help Connel when he called and caught a ball with the Force, then used it to deflect other balls away. Roman cheered him on and the cub moved quickly, a heavy ball of fur flouncing around the court with fierce determination. Vera was also a force to be reckoned with and she seemed to be targeting Roman. Kuhbee was doing his best to protect his friend but suddnely a dozen balls came out of nowhere and Roman was out!

[Don't worry Roman! You can come back in like I did.] He tried to cheer his friend up with the newfound lesson he'd just learned so that Roman wouldn't get upset like the pup had. Of course Kuhbee was too young to understand that the reason he freaked out was because he was so young and not because it was normal to freak out over a game. He actually thought he was sparing his friend.

"Let's see how you handle this, furball!"

Kuhbee roared in retaliation, not an angry roar but a playful one that shouldn't scare anybody. He threw a ball at Vera and ducked as one from the gold team narrowly missed his fur. They were so good at this game! Kuhbee continued to dance around the court, his powerful legs carrying him as fast as they could.

"You're out, Aadhir!"

Ruh Roh shaggy! His team mates were dropping like flies out here.

"Watch out, Kuhbee!"

Kuhbee dodged just in time thanks to Roman's call. He slid down on his knees and rolled back to his feet. The game was getting intense! Connel slid over to the sidelines just as Kuhbee managed to catch a ball.

[Someone can come back in!!!]


Connel Vanagor Vera Noble Aadihr Lidos Roman Vossari Caelan Valoren

 

[Vera Noble]

New Cov

Tag: Roman Vossari Kuhbee

​

After her attempt to hit her brother with a portal-assisted ball — whether successful or not — Vera turned her attention back to the chaos unfolding on the dodgeball court. She was met with Roman's voice calling out from the sidelines, his mock arrogance on full display.

Vera gagged dramatically, clutching at her stomach like his words physically wounded her. "Nice to look at?" she called back, her voice dripping with playful sarcasm. "You only look hittable to me! Don't worry, Roman, I'll fix that 'nice' face of yours real quick when you're back in."

Before she could say more, Kuhbee's roar caught her attention, and she spun to see the young Wookiee in full form, dodging and weaving with impressive speed. His ball-catching antics earned a delighted laugh from Vera. The little furball was putting in the work, and she had to give him credit for keeping the energy high.

But then the roar of celebration came. Kuhbee had caught a ball, and now someone from the sidelines could come back into the game.

"Someone can come back in!!!" Kuhbee's triumphant call echoed across the court.

Of course, it had to be Roman. Vera watched as the charmingly smug Jedi re-entered the field, his posture already dripping with self-assurance.

"Well, well, Roman," Vera called out, bouncing a dodgeball lightly in her hands as she flashed him a teasing grin. "Looks like you're back in just in time for me to ruin your day."

She tossed the ball up, caught it in one smooth motion, and aimed her eyes squarely on him. Her tone was light, her words playful, but her grin? That was pure mischief.

​

 

[Roman Vossari]

Tags: Vera Noble | Kuhbee | Aadihr Lidos

​

Roman chuckled, a low rumble in his chest, at Vera's fiery retort. "Hittable? Me?" He feigned a gasp, clutching at his chest dramatically as she threatened to 'fix' his face.

He was still basking in the glow of his own charm when Aadhir joined him on the bench, the Miraluka's question about Connel throwing a wrench in his smugness. "I have no idea," Roman said, waving a dismissive hand. "He must not like my superior tactics. Perhaps he's jealous of my natural athleticism?" He paused, flashing Aadhir a genuine smile. "Don't worry, though, I'll get us all back in this game soon."

Then, like a wish fulfilled, Kuhbee's triumphant roar filled the air, "Someone can come back in!!!" Roman pushed himself to his feet, a grin stretching across his face. "Thanks, Kuhbee!" He darted back onto the court, a self-assured swagger in his gait, and positioned himself directly opposite Vera. He leaned back slightly, hands on his hips, letting his gaze meet hers.

"Well, well, well, Vera," he drawled, his voice oozing playful arrogance. "Back for round two, are we? I appreciate you giving me the chance to show you how it's really done. No portals, no tricks, just raw talent." He flashed her a cocky grin, the kind that usually made girls giggle and blush, though now he suspected it had the opposite effect on Vera.

He snatched up three dodgeballs, the Force humming around him as he mentally lined up each shot. "I'm not going to waste time on tricks. I'm going to dominate you with skill alone. Prepare yourself, Noble." He launched the balls, each one spinning with precision and speed, curving around the arena, aiming for strategic but painful shots. Just like he had been tagged out, the balls were timed to hit the girl all at once. This game wasn't just about winning now, it was about thoroughly, hilariously, and completely embarrassing Vera. He was going to have a blast.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION : New Cov | OBJECTIVE : Looking for Ryana mina | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Jack Wright | Vera Noble | Valery Noble | Roman Vossari | Lily Decoria | Nir Si | Azurine Varek | Ran Serys | Silas Westgard

Connel did nothing in regards to who was out or in, he was finally close enough to his jacket to pull it to his hand, but not before pulling another flying ball into his shoulder letting it ricochet right into @Vera Noble’s catchable vicinity..

He did indeed just eliminate himself again as he pulled out an ear piece that connects to his comm-link and put it in.

What? Connel began to converse with “whoever” was on the other line. This was meant to be a fun game and for the most part it was a “reliever” but Connel was conversing with an informant. Something he had been hunting for for weeks had finally turned up and while he had plans with Ryana he would not break, the game would have to go on the backburner.

*thread exit

 

[Kuhbee]

Kuhbee was so excited when Roman came back into the court. He roared in excitement and waved to Roman with a ball in his hand, before turning to block another ball with it. The cub was getting pretty good at the game now that he had a lesson from Connel.

Kuhbee grinned over his shoulder at Connel and saw that the Knight was leaving the court and talking on the comm. It sounded like important business. Kuhbee wondered when he would have important Jedi business. Being a Jedi sounded so cool to the young pup but he still had a lot to learn and right now that meant growing his skills at the game.

[Roman we need to get Aadihr back in!]

Roman Vossari

 

[Caelan Valoren]

ATTIRE: Link
COMPANION: BD-F8

Somehow in it all, he was managing to stay alive. He'd taken someone out, given Azurine Varek a ball to use and was doing a good job of keeping his teammates in the game. At least until he got hit in the back with a ball from Connel Vanagor . Kind of an unfair matchup when you think about it, having a Master playing dodgeball against a team that was largely padawans.

Anyway, he rubbed the back of his head and headed for the sideline to take a seat, and grab a drink of water while he was at it.

"Sorry, gang. Took a curveball to the back of the head."

 

[Jack Wright]

(Tags: Valery Noble , Corazona von Ascania , Ryana mina, Aris Noble , OPEN)

Jack was doing his damndest to keep up with the game, but honestly? Sports were never his thing, and it was beginning to show on his waned features; still, as a matter of courtesy, he kept trying.

Or doing.

Shifting left and right on his cross-legged spot, the young Jedi clicked his tongue, watching Caelan Valoren move out to take a breather, wondering exactly how long the game has been going on by now. Ten minutes? Time sure flew by fast.

"Who's winning again?" He asked softly of his comrades, leaning in just a little. Jack kept his voice low lest he offended any of the players in earshot by his own admission of ignorance.

 

[Azurine Varek]

Hit Me With Your Best Shot

Outfit: Clothing | Robe | Right Arm | Glove | Talisman
Weapons: Lightsaber 1 (Hidden in arm compartment) | The Force

The air was electric with the sounds of laughter, shouts, and balls ricocheting off boundry force fields. Azurine crouched low, her amber eyes locked on the training grounds—a chaotic court of colored lines and frantic movement. The opposing team was relentless, but she was in her element, weaving through the storm of flying spheres with the grace of a dancer and the precision of a predator. Her eyes glinted under the harsh gym lights as her Force-enhanced reflexes kicked in, guiding her every motion.

Her strike against Aadihr Lidos had missed, woefully. Though she was surprised, it made a smile cross her face. He seemed caught up in the thrill of competition. There was bittersweet happiness to it. Whatever had passed between them, whatever mistakes she'd made, seeing him like this, even if only for a moment, was worth it. She wouldn't allow herself to linger on that too long.

Everything around her moved in a blur, faster than most could process, but to her, it was as if time had fragmented. Balls sailed through the air in arcs of vivid clarity, their paths etched out by her precognition. Opponents darted across the court, their intentions flickering in her mind like faint sparks of light. It was hard to keep up. Caelan Valoren quickly tossed her a ball. "Nice one, Lion Cub!"

What she hadn't expected was the ball that had come for Caelen from Connel Vanagor to come around from behind. At least not until it was too late. She had sidestepped, flinging the ball in her hands towards Kuhbee as she didn't want him to feel like he wasn't part of the main event action, right into the line of fire.

Her eyes flashed with the visions and she leapt, her body twisting mid-air. For a moment, she thought she had dodged it. Unfortunately for her, those visions had come a split second too late. The ball clipped her ankle mid-spin—turning black in the process—and she landed awkwardly, skidding to the edge of the boundries. Two birds with one stone.... no, ball? Either way, it was one hell of a move.

Azzie laughed, pushing herself up with a sheepish grin. "Guess I had that coming," she muttered, rubbing her ankle as she walked to the sidelines. Her fiery spirit simmered down as she sat on the bench, shaking her head in amusement.

She was about to lose herself in thought when her gaze caught someone sitting a few feet away on the Silver teams side. Aadihr. He had been taken out right after her threw at him. Rather than acknowledge it, she poured her attention into her hyping up of her remaining teammates. "Come on Gold, kick their butts!"

Vera Noble | Lily Decoria | Nir Si | Ran Serys | Caelan Valoren | Roman Vossari | Kuhbee | Aadihr Lidos | Silas Westgard​

 

[Corazona von Ascania]

"If you were a betting woman, Cora, you'd be out of credits in no time with judgment like that," she teased, her voice dripping with motherly pride. "Team Silver doesn't stand a chance."

Cora tsked and playfully waved her hand, as if to shoo away the idea. "The Force works in mysterious ways, Grandmaster Noble."

"Who's winning again?" He asked softly of his comrades, leaning in just a little.

"Er…"

It occurred to Cora that she'd been more focused on talking smack than she'd been on the actual match. She did, however, notice that Roman Vossari had been benched. Fortunately, her Padawan had been tagged back in thanks to his teammate.

"I suppose what matters is that they're all having fun? Presumably," she answered with an equally hushed murmur.

Valery Noble Jack Wright Aris Noble Ryana mina

 

[Silas Westgard]

Location: Dodgeball area
Objective: Win the game
Tag: Roman Vossari / Lily Decoria / Vera Noble / Azurine Varek / Ran Serys / Nir Si / Kuhbee

Silas had been quite dormant in what he did for a short time. He had a ball in hand, but he didn't throw it nor deflect away from hitting him. Instead, the knight had been assessing the game rather than playing it. From the looks of it, Team Gold had a disadvantage compared to their team. They didn't have many people left standing, one of them notably being the brat Vera Noble who was very much holding her own in this devious game of dodgeball.

Looking at his team, they seemed to have a slight advantage in numbers. The rookie Kuhbee was impressing him with his passion for winning while Roman Vossari was acting like a fool to bait some of their dodgeballs in his direction. It seemed to work too, most of the opposition just wanted to take his head off with a well placed throw.

"Hey lad, take this ball" he whispered to the Wookie before lightly nudging the ball to him with the back of his foot "If you can help me take down Vera Noble , that will be greatly appreciated. We need to throw at the same time to overwhelm her. I'm ready when you are." he quietly spoke while casually flicked up a loose dodgeball into his hands from the floor.

Looking at Roman, he gave him a brief whistle to try and catch his attention "I don't suppose you can be insufferable to Vera again, can you?" he whispered again with a smirk, his brief but definitive nod trying to indicate that he also needs to strike sooner or later.
​

 

[Kuhbee]

"Hey lad, take this ball"

Kuhbee took the ball the Knight offered him with enthusiasm. He was so happy to meet more Jedi and to prove his skills to them. He nodded as Silas explained the plan to take down Vera. Kuhbee would do his best! He wanted to impress everyone, but mostly he just enjoyed being part of the group.

[Roman can do it! He's really good at the sports talk!]


Silas Westgard Roman Vossari Vera Noble + others? Not sure who is still with us...