(Jedi Scout Mission - Ossus)

[Ashin Varanin]

Je'gan was most thoroughly concussed. The water did nothing but snap his eyes open; the pupils were of radically different sizes. He retained enough presence of mind, however, to re-institute the effect that kept them from being detected in the Force. They could now use the Force again -- perhaps to heal him a bit, perhaps to do something else. But Je'gan's time of walking through doors was at an end.

@Iella E`ron @Michael Sardun, @Lews Therin, @Hion the Herglic

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@Je'gan Olra'en

Iella is no healer, but she could at least give the Master some of her energy to aid his control over the white current so they all could remain under it veil. She focused on the Master, her force threads snaking toward him and surround his body. Her energy seeping into his core. She hoped it was enough. She saw his eyes and knew that his condition was more then she was capable of treating. The only thing left for her was to make him comfort.

She pull him away from the door, and rested him near the wall of the cave. "Master we need to go on, but I will come back for you. I will not leave you here". She turned and looked at the yellow door.

"Will you permit me to pass? if so .. will you open your door?". She hoped this was the right path, she had gone over the answers and choose this one as her next option. Her first one being wrong .. she hope the second might be more apt.

 

[Arage Bao]

It seemed the Padawan had come to the same conclusion as he had. The true path was the one with the Yellow door and they would have to leave Je'gan behind for now.

The one thing he knew he had to do was take the first step himself. It was his responsibility to take the risk and so.. he did. Without awaiting the replies of the others he stepped through the door and held his breath.

After a couple of seconds he exhaled in relief, he was still alive and he had picked the right door. Eventually.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

"No," said the yellow door twice, as Iella spoke, but Michael hadn't waited to hear the answer.

Not that he would have benefited from it. As it happened, the final solution to the puzzle was thus:

The green statue always told the truth. The blue statue always lied. The yellow statue always said exactly what the last statue to speak had said, regardless of the question. The yellow and green doors were apparently trapped and the blue door, apparently, was the safe one.

Because @[member="Michael Sardun"] now had a severe concussion, same as Je'gan.

 

[Arage Bao]

OOC: whoopsy daisy, seems like I used the wrong account. Excuse me!

 

[Arage Bao]

It seemed he had miscalculated again this time with severe consequences. But having a concussion, Michael did not think about this. He was just laying there, in silence.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@Je'gan Olra'en, @[member="Michael Sardun"]

It was simply to late to try and stop Michael .. the Yellow door the same as the Green and with the same horrible consequences. Iella checked him over now and like Master Olra'en she moved him away from the door to be more comfortable. Honestly men and their impatience, he should have waited. She sighed hoping none of the others would do the same thing. Things had been made a little easier by the fact that Master Olra'en could still provide them with coverage so Iella could use the Force if needed. She would still only use it if she deemed it necessary.

She walked to the last door, the Blue one. The one she initially dismissed as being the door of lies, which as it turns out, it correct, but she did not for one moment, think it was the right door to pass through. It still might not be, but not seeing another alternative door, it could only really be, the safe passage. Yes? oh there is only one way to find out.

Iella walked in front of the blue door, she will not even bother with asking it a question, it would only tell lies anyway, and it is the only option. So she demanded with a firm voice.

"Open". She is ticked off now. No more nonsense.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Iella E`ron"]

The door opened safely, revealing a very safe and well lit path. It was also safe. It opened onto a gently lit, dry, warm cavern. If one looked up, one would see daylight a quarter mile overhead.

In the center of the room was an obelisk. A strangely hypnotic obelisk.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@Je'gan Olra'en

Iella took in a deep breath as the door opened to reveal a pathway. Nothing had happened but she was still very mindful that once she crossed the threshold she maybe on her own. There was simply no telling what might happen once she started down this path. But start she did. Once gently foot placement after the other, until she reached the end which led into a cavern. Then it happened, her Moonstone, a precious stone she found on Dathomir in the ruins of the Star Temple, a stone that selected her and gives her guidance and the strength when needed, began to pulse. The Stone that she very rarely takes off, that rests between her breasts, surged with radiant energy. Her skin began to shimmer, taking on that illuminous light of the moon and the light danced around the cavern. The Moonstone does not need to be in the presence of the moon's ray to work, no it draws energy equally from it opposite .. the Sun. The Moonstone, the feminine, the Sun Stone the masculine, the are two pieces that form one.

The cavern is warm with the filtering light of day coming in from above, she extinguished her lightsaber, but still kept it in hand just in case. The air is fresh here too, which is a welcoming thing and she inhaled more to fill her lungs with the new air. She did not look up to see the light of day, something else had her attention.

In the center of the cavern stands a strangely marked obelisk. The likes of which she had never encountered. And she walked around it with caution. Was this the thing they sort? She could not tell.

 

[Alan]

Tracyn stood behind the large blubbery behemoth of a Jedi, his arms folded and his face formed into a stoic, silent expression. He made no noise when he moved, and infact, he didn't make any noise at all. There was a shawl covering his Beskar armor, covering his right shoulder and arm. It was heavy and thick, and looked as if it had a certain function. He didn't want to interfere with the thought processes of the younger Jedi, and he knew his place in the Jedi. He was a guardian, but that didn't mean he didn't appreciate knowledge or things like that.

He was just better suited to other things.


Like making entire Militia groups or certain bad guys disappear. Or out of windows. Either way, he was not so suited to be figuring out ancient puzzles, as interesting as they were. He stared at the statues, and furrowed his brow at the mention that the yellow door would be the right one. He spoke in a deeper, gravelly voice than usual. His eyes darted between the statues, and noticed that the master got hurt. He didn't move right away, but he did crack his knuckles. He thumbed over the engraving on his crushgaunts, and twirled his lightsaber."As much as I enjoy lobbing apart sith, I don't really feel like it today." He said, bouncing the saber in his hands. He looked at the injured master, then the rest of the padawans.

"So...I feel like I'm not too sure about this yellow door." He said, staring at it. He approached the blue statue, speaking sarcastically."Are you really a representation of balance in the force or are you just a thing we're overthinking?" He said, glazing around. He saw the path open and walked down it, not feeling particularly safe...at all. The dark, ominous obelisk in the middle of the room. Then someone started glowing. He didn't like that.

"Anyone else...get the feeling that maybe, we were supposed to leave this alone?" He said in his sarcastic tone.

@Erm...everyone

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Tracyn Ordo"] would find that the obelisk pulsed gently, in time with his words. And then it repeated them, in a raspy, inhuman voice.

"Anyone else...get the feeling...that maybe...we were supposed to leave this alone..."

 

[Alan]

The giant, ominous obelisk was really, really ominous again. Tracyn looked around nervously, before looking up at. He spoke through a sneered lip.

"Tell me what you are." He said, in an almost growl like way.

@Je'gan Olra'en

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Tracyn Ordo"]

"Tell me what you are," said the gravelly voice.

 

[Alan]

@Je'gan Olra'en

Tracyn paused. Maybe it wasn't just repeating the things he said. The first statement may have been an agreement. Tracyn paused and thought to answer it.

"I am a Jedi Knight of the Republic." He said, watching the obelisk pulse with his words.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

As @[member="Tracyn Ordo"] got to the word 'Knight,' the obelisk began to speak - if it was repeating him, it was getting faster.

"I am a Jedi Knight of the Republic."

 

[Alan]

Tracyn threw up his hands and let out a stream of curse words in Huttese, Concordian, and Mando'a before finally turning back to the obelisk."If you're conscious, you suck. If not, you're really, really annoying." Tracyn said with a bit of a growl.

@Je'gan Olra'en

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Tracyn Ordo"]

If the voice was repeating him, which was starting to be undeniable, it was getting faster. It duplicated every cussword perfectly.
And by the time he said 'you're really, really annoying,' the voice was saying the words at the exact same time he was.

 

[Arage Bao]

Michael was still laying around in the dirt, unconscious. It was quite boring to say the least, just laying there.. waiting for someone to heal him finally. Obviously he was not aware of the mundane situation he was in. Seeing as he in fact was knocked out senseless. But if he was conscious he would probably have complained about it.

 

[Gorba the Hutt]

Hion stomped around, not much use in this game of puzzles. He was rather stupid, you see. Nonetheless, he saw the fallen and sadly incorrect hero, @[member="Michael Sardun"], lying on the floor and took pity on the "tiny one." Bending over, Hion effortlessly scooped the man up with one massive arm and casually flung him over his shoulder in a one-armed, one-shoulder carry.

Stomping into the mind prison room, Hion took everything in, blinking his great big eyes slowly. He blew air through his blowhole in a snort of alarm as he suddenly realized - or thought he realized - an immediate danger.

"@[member="Tracyn Ordo"], good knight, please step away from that obelisk! It is trying to copy your mind! Don't talk to it. No one talk!"

 

[Arage Bao]

Michael woke up with a splitting headache and the vague sense of being carried around by someone. It seemed like the Jedi Knight Hion, but he could be mistaken. He was not really sure if he should trust his senses at the moment, because he was also seeing a pink unicorn dancing about screaming about some kind of obelisk and to stop talking because someone was copying his mind. He was obviously suffering from serious head trauma, but Michael was not aware of this fact.

"Can someone please tell that unicorn to shut the frek up? My head is killing me without his idioticy." he vaguely grumbled with an incoherent voice.

@[member="Hion the Herglic"] @Je'gan Olra'en @[member="Tracyn Ordo"] @[member="Iella E`ron"]