Once every three hundred years [Silver Jedi Order Dominion of Caluula]

[Coffeeccubus]

Location: Delphin Class Frigate Norikura, Inbound to Caluula
Objective: ---
Allies: Arisa Yune's Party ([member="Arisa Yune"], [member="Wu Yeoh"], [member="Freja Leikvold"] )
Opposition: ---
Neutral: Silver Jedi Order, Chazrach
Posts: 3/25

Hearing that she knew her name, she rose a brow as she held her vibrokatana side a bit and looked at her eyes. "You know me?" she asked her. She rose a brow glancing at the other fellow Atrisian. She was rather surprise that someone would infact know of her name. But it could be the fact that she was in the order, and of course, in the order, they were pretty well known somewhat... or something like that. But she couldn't say. There was allot of orders throughout the planet, as well as corporations and such. She came close to the other Atrisian, feeling the force through her own. She knew for sure they were Jedi, as soon as she saw the weapons. "You're Jedis then?" she said to the two. "Interesting. I've always wanted to meet a jedi." She gave a salute and bowed to the two. "I thank you for allowing me on this ship. After all, we Atrisians should stay together. Especially of what happened to our planet." she turned over to the Jin girl and saluted her. "And to you too. I hope that your training is going well. Being a swordsman is an art."

 

[Sorel Crieff]

Objective: 3
Ally: [member="Krass Wyms"]
Post: 7

Sorel was not someone that frequented cantinas. At least never socially. She only ever entered them when someone was to be arrested or someone was planning to share some intelligence. So blending in was never something she really focussed on.

So she listened to Krass’ advice and took it seriously.

“So, one eye on the stage and I guess we need a drink too.” She smiled and headed to the bar. Her usual water was bound to draw attention to them, as would an order of blue milk. So she glanced behind the bar, looking for anything that might be familiar and spotted a bottle of beer in the chiller cabinet that she recognised from a meal she’d had with a certain Jedi friend.

Hoping her blush was not too noticeable in the low-lighting, she ordered the beer and wondered what Krass might choose.

 

[Krass Wyms]

Objective: 3
Allies: [member="Sorel Crieff"]
Posts: 11/25

Krass was looking at her master and while she might not be a drinking the short woman was. Taking this chance to make sure they looked the part at least as she sat there and ordered one fo the larger bottles with a nod seeing it. THe bottle with the clear liquid sloshing around she quickly got to work with setting up a small tube from her wrist as she poured it into the one planter quietly with her canteen replacing it. The scent in the air more then enough before she looked at her master and added a little to hep with the leftover taste that would be in the water some of the enhancer for health and diet that Sasori had made them. "Just like this." She had the two glasses on the table and was pouring the vitamin enhanced water into it while watching the area around them. "So do we know who we are meeting or what we are looking for master?"

 

[Elisea Apollodor]

Location: Norikura, En Route to Caluula
Objective 3
Post 2

With her bath completed, Elisea made her way from the tub to the main room of her quarters. A single robe kept her body warm while she searched for proper attire. She was sure to have packed what she could, after all, she didn't have much, most of what she owned rested at home in Avalonia. Her roommate at Monastery was Ms. Kitra and both women were tidy little things and so their room passed inspection on most mornings. Now she wondered if she had left most of her possessions behind, no - she hadn't a smile on her face as she came across a pair of trousers and a rather suitable blouse.

Once changed into her attire, Elisea placed her robe back on the rack in the bathroom and made her way for the door. A familiar hiss as it opened and shut behind her, her objective now was to track down one [member="Arisa Yune"]. In the meantime she had with her a datapad she grabbed from the end table by said door and on it were pieces of literature. Mostly the latest out of Avalonia, there had been a book entitled Avalonia Calling the Empire. It was a fictional piece set just after the Galactic Empire's era in a what if type of scenario, historical fiction was always a bit of a guilty pleasure for Elisea. The author of said novel went by P. Dockers and it as all anyone knew of them that and they made great historical fiction pieces along with several murder mystery novels that the Avalonian gobbled up each chance she got.

Her nose buried in a good book, the young woman traversed the Norikura's corridors in the hopes of eventually running into Arisa, or rather Arisa running into her at this rate.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

Caluula

Location: On ground - Approaching the Rift.
Objective:2. Alpha Red pathogen

(5)


[member="Vitha Sat-thuron"] | [member="Arlen Rossi"]

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"Thank you Vitha, approach with caution and see if you can find an entrance other then the front door", however if that was the only way in so be it, but generally there is always an escape route.

Coci and the Ranger are in position, they can see the main entrance but like Vitha intelligence suggested, there was nothing visible in the area. They would have to be mindful of sensors, a place like this would have cameras and scanners and even more so, so form of defense. After all, if this was the location of the lab which held the pathogen, they would have wanted to keep it to themselves. But fresh tracks indicate recent activity and this lab was live.

She turned to the commanding Ranger, "We need eyes on the flanks, and set up some Rangers with rifles on there and there", she pointed to the surrounding terrain that would provide them with cover. Then she turned to look toward the entrance and her eyes shifted upward to the outcrop directly above it. It was not a high cliff face by any means but, it might just do the trick, she thought as a plan formed in her mind.

"Take a couple of Rangers and see if you can set some charges in the rock face directly above the doors. If it comes to it, we could seal the main entrance", it would be last resort but there if needed.

 

[Sorel Crieff]

Objective: 3
Allies: [member="Krass Wyms"]
Post: 8

Sorel noted that although she was cradling a bottle in her hand, her Padawan was making no pretence of drinking. But given that Sorel was now skilled at detoxifying her body internally through the Force — and alcohol was what she learned on, she decided to take a large swig herself.

Wiping her top lip with the back of her hand, only now did she notice that Krass was only pretending to imbibe the alcohol and was in fact syphoning off the contents of the bottle and replacing it with a health drink.

Sore smiled ruefully and got to work eliminating the alcohol that would now be working its way into her bloodstream.

“Nobody specific,” she replied to her Padawan. “Let’s just see who seems the most likely to be smuggling animals illegally.”

 

[Elisea Apollodor]

Location: Norikura, En Route to Caluula
Objective 3
Post 3

Elisea moved slowly through the Norikura's corridors, she'd sidestepped when necessary as she continued to read the novel: Avalonia Calling the Empire. It was clear to see that she was engrossed in the material the datapad held up quite close to her face. It was a wonder how she even managed to walk around at all. The novel became the basis for a holo-radio program bearing the same name, Elisea and her sister Briala often listened to the program with their father. So the story was near and dear to her heart, and as she read the book she put the voices from the radio program to the voices on the novel. It made for an even more engaging story. At one point, the Avalonian stopped and pressed herself against one of the walls so that she might make way for thru traffic whilst reading a rather intriguing and interesting portion of the novel. The woman then returned to her slow paced walk, she did not know exactly where [member="Arisa Yune"] would be just that Arisa would be somewhere about the vessel. The Norikura wasn't so large that the woman need to worry where her friend might be. They would run into each other in due time, of this Elisea was sure as she kept on reading and walking about the vessel.

 

[Krass Wyms]

Objective: 3
Allies: [member="Sorel Crieff"]
Posts: 12/25

Looking at her master as she thought about it and was finishing up the siphoning itself so she would be able to move around here. Her head going around, eyes flicking around ut it was more like she looked excited. Turning around to see some better parts here now though. The padawan had a few ideas of what she might be able to do and what she might be able to find until she spoke. "It looks like there are some int he private boosts. The screens dampen auditory on both sides so the music can be dampened and a conversation had. We don't have much in the way of technology to disable it on one side ot listen it but there should be some ways we can get the AI's on monitoring them." She had a few ideas for herself here now looking at other parts until she had looks on her face until they could see more people.

 

[Vitha Na'iv]

Location: In the are mountain flying
Objective: Alpha Red pathogen
Post: 5/25
Allies: Coci Heavenshield
Neutral: Arlen Rossi

Vitha adjusted her flight wings and went into a dive. Going lower she began examining the roof. It seemed normal enough though and the lack of air vents just meant the air was probably recycled inside. "Only entrance is front door that I can see. You see any other way in?"

 

[Audren Sykes]

Location: Caluula City, Caluula
Objective: 1 - Winged Stars
Post: 3

"Boss, you there?"

Yep, what's the news?"

In addition to the people he had roaming and fishing for information, he had a couple who'd remained on board the ships. They were tasked with collating the information that was gathered, then passing it on to one in a concise form to pass on to him. He couldn't be fielding a dozen comm calls at a time, patching the disparate bits of information into a workable framework, and actively dealing with the results. He just wasn't that good. So he'd brought another element into play: delegation.

"One of our watchers indicates a potential subversive. Asking the right sort of questions, encouraging some anger."

"Worth looking into?"

"Not in and of itself. But the suspect was transmitting and there was a speeder with plainclothes security officers about a block away."

"This is known how?"

"We have video feed from the watcher. Facial recognition."

See if you can get into the local security systems, find out what they know. I'm going to have a chat."

Honestly, he should have thought of it before. Of course the local security officers would have heard about the group. They'd be a poor excuse if they hadn't. He didn't expect them to be crack specialists, but they obviously cared about their community. The potential genocide would reflect poorly on the planet, not to mention the collateral damage that could be done by whatever was used to wipe out the winged stars. So the Sephi did what he should have done in the first place: he headed for the central precinct to talk to the officer of the watch.

 

[Sorel Crieff]

Objective: 3
Ally: [member="Krass Wyms"]
Post: 9

Sorel took another sip from the bottle — somewhat absent-mindedly as she ostensibly looked at the stage but surreptitiously took a glance at the patrons that in turn had their attention on the entertainment.

And she had noted the private booths at the same time that Krass mentioned them. “I agree. If any shady business was going to happen, that’s where the smart money suggests they would be most likely to be discussing it. Even in a place like this, it doesn’t pay to be too careful for even the most hardened crime-boss.”

“And I presume you have a solution so we can eavesdrop?”

 

[Krass Wyms]

Objective: 3
Allies: [member="Sorel Crieff"]
Posts: 13/25

Krass was looking at her master with a look on her face so she could do it. "Perhaps master." She had a way and sat there observing while she was pointing it out with her hand. The waitresses that were moving around in similar outfits that were skin tight and you couldn't hide a lot on it but they were also drifting through and around the different tables to get and give drinks. "The waitresses are constantly on the move, with enough credits paid we should be able to hopefully get the infomration. Have them all piece it together and listen in while they go across." She said it and there was a plan for that, the more complicated would be to use one of the small mini drones they had for scouting and accessing computers and somehow getting it over there so that they would be able to listen in to the conversation.

 

[Sorel Crieff]

Objective: 3
Ally: [member="Krass Wyms"]
Post: 10/25

Sorel nodded at Krass’ plan. “My only concern is the time it might take to speak to all of the waitresses to put their data together — especially if we can’t necessarily plant a listening device on them.”

She wrinkled her nose. “But there is a way — even if it isn’t a pleasant one.” Her face looked stern and at the same time resolute. “One of us needs to dress up as a waitress and get over to that table. And given you’re the expert with devices, that must mean me!”

She took another look at the waitresses costumes. “Not a lot left to the imagination, but never let it be said I shirked from my duty. I’ll be back shortly.”

And with that she disappeared to find the changing rooms, so she could find a spare costume.

 

[Krass Wyms]

Objective: 3
Allies: [member="Sorel Crieff"]
Posts: 14/25

Krass had a small look of surprise on her face for what her master suggested as she was sitting there... this was a bad time not being able to actually drink when she looked over towards the screen. "Alright master but be careful, make sure you mimic the others and what they are doing. You might also have to mind trick and convince some of the people so they don't call attention to you when you are on the floor." She was certaint here were some other parts but it wouldn't exactly be easy to discern here. THey needed to get in and listen and while she might have been more comfortable or at least able to use liquid courage her master was the one who might seem more appealing. The engineer was just to small for most human or other species liking so there was that. She could also work and try to get a device ready to be close enough while letting her master go off and there was a small vender looking around as she moved now.

"Hello, is there anything you would like to purchase today?" THe droid was speaking to her and Krass looked at everything they had. The comlinks were her ultimate goal as she spoke. "Yes, which is your most expensive and which is your cheapest model of comlinks?" She asked it while the vendor droid was giving her the information aout them and Krass bought the two things. Getting a small bit while her hand went to her belt for a moment in the corner to watch but leave it at the ready for when her master returned. SHe was working on it there and sticking around as she spoke. Looking to see her master but she had taken apart the two devices and was working on it. The onscenely colorful and plastoid cheap comlink was there as she worked on it for the mic. "Alright, so this is a makeshift listening device that we can use. The hypersensitive mic that can pick up anything of this cheap one with the battery power and protection of this one. Just get it on their side of the screen and I can hear everything."

 

[Makari Valeal]

Location: Caluula Station
Objective: Gathering information.
Post: 1/25

It wasn’t often when they put him on assignment. Ever since he had become a padawan, Makari had devoted himself to his studies for the most part. It wasn’t that he was a bookworm or was overzealous in his pursuit of strength or knowledge, but rather an acceptance on Makari’s part, that he had a lot to do to catch up to the other padawans. While they had been training since a young age to become a Jedi, Makari’s training had only started a few months ago. Even using telekinesis seemed too difficult at times.

Makari had come to Caluula as part of a larger operation to shut down a criminal syndicate who were after some type of pathogen that was called “Alpha Red. While the heavy hitters were going after the syndicate directly, Makari was part of a crew whose sole job was to collect information and pass it along to headquarters. An easy job in Makari’s mind, but for some reason his allies seemed to be struggling when he arrived in Caluula Station. Among the group he was attached to, were three padawans and a Jedi Knight to oversee them. With their numbers and combined ability, Makari thought they might have been able to get a few leads, but for some odd reason they hadn’t accomplished much since arriving. Oh they were stopping petty crimes left and right in the catinas, and had overall boosted the Silver Jedi’s image by doing the whole hearts and mind stuff with the locals, but what about the job they were actually here to do?

They weren’t doing it.

And that’s what got under Makari’s skin as he woke up for another futile day on Caluula Station.

 

[Kei Amadis]

Location: Somewhere Out There, Waaaay Out there
Objective: Coordinating From Afar.
Post: 1/25

Who should hop off the last shuttle down but a grizzled, unreliable Jedi Master who had been stuck in medbay for the last several months on and off. The leg wasn't great and it was getting worse, the limp part and parcel of the ongoing treatments which were giving him increasing pain from movement. The docs had insisted he stay in bed to check up on him, what were the chances of Kei Amadis doing what he was told from a doctor? Not great. He was going stir crazy looking at four walls for hours every second day, no amount of meditation had settled him recently. First chance he’d got, he’d slipped on his boots, headed out of the local med bay and not looked back.

Truth be told he’d been hunting around for a certain kiffar girl, and not for the first time either, but had no word of her and so feared the worst. In field camos today, he had a practical belt on, suitable durasteel armor, saber and light backpack, painted to blend in with the surroundings they’d setup on. He'd traveled light as the extra weight was testing his ability to manage his pain, a local wildcard carrying any survival supplies they'd need instead.

Having just a small command staff, a couple of wildcards and a Jedi attendant he made his way to a tent that they’d setup, to ferry in supplies or coordinate with anyone as needed. Staying in the background for this one, Kei was still Kei and keen to poke his nose in to get a sit rep from any patrols that were nearby. “What do we have, anything coming in of concern?” He asked with a trademark reassuring grin.

“Who are you?” Came the reply.

“What do you mean who am I?” He stroked his endlessly stubbled chin in amusement, yep it had been awhile, “just punch up the info,” the Jedi Master said exhaling, with braced grin trying not to laugh. He rolled his neck around, relaxing his shoulders and took a seat. Yes he was sitting, giggle if you want, better to be here with his leg up helping than locked away in a box.

 

[Eugen Aker]

Location: Delphin Class Frigate Norikura, Inbound to Caluula
Objective: 3 - Chazrach
Allies: Silver Jedi
Opposition: --
Neutral: Chazrach
6/25

"That's good," Arisa said, nodding while she pulled pulled data from the remote to determine Wu's accuracy.

Her padawan done fairly well considering her overall level of training, but there had still been quite a shots she had missed, Arisa could tell even without looking at hard numbers. Studying Wu in action, she had a better idea about how the Jin could proceed with their lightsaber training.

"After observing your movements, I think it's a good idea to shift your focus into Form 2 and Form 3. Both forms emphasize conservation of energy for endurance, and with your physique, I think that would work best for you."

Wu was very small, even making Arisa of average height look like a giant, and was also quite top heavy in distribution of mass. More importantly, Wu didn't seem like much of an aggressive type. Form 6 would probably be something they would work towards, but at present, she would drill the fundamentals by going over the proceeding forms first.

"Have you practiced any with Form 3 since I've been away?"

Just after she asked the question, Ms Sakoshi piped up to finally introduce herself to the group.

"No, I'm afraid to say that I don't know you," she told her fellow Atrisian with the shake of the head, "but I that's definitely something I'd like to work towards."

Arisa was a second generation Atrisian born on Plexis. Her mother, an immigrant, hadn't bothered to teach her much about her heritage, so Arisa had to pick up much of it on her own throughout the years as a teenager and adult. She couldn't lie and say that she wasn't interested in finally being able to have a native born Atrisian she could make friends with, and perhaps learn a bit more about herself in the process.

"I am a Jedi Knight," Arisa answered, "and I'm training Wu to do the same if she does decide to also commit to the Jedi path."

"How about yourself? Why have you been so keen on meeting a Jedi?"

She could feel that the other woman was strong in the Force, which was another reason she had decided to take the refugee under her wing. Even if Ms Sakoshi had no intention of being a Jedi, there were several insidious powers that would love to have a raw Force Sensitive to exploit. At the very least, she could offer the woman protection until she figured things out.

[member="Akiyama Sakoshi"] [member="Wu Yeoh"] [member="Jakkor Kess"] [member="Elisea Korrado"] [member="Calith Vastilli"]

((Maybe in the next cycle or two, we'll finally hit the planet and begin to start dealing with the Chazrach issue.))

 

[Taiden Keth]

Location: Also Out there, Waaaay Out there, Only Stylishly of course.
Objective: Coordinating From Afar.
Post: 2/25

If there was still one friend alive that the Jedi Master enjoyed a visit from, it was the ever unchanging Taiden Keth, still the same almost as the first day he’d ever met Kei, only back then he’d been trying to kill him at the time, so not quite the same.

Taiden’s silver hair, gentle silver eyes and clothing had not a dot or spec on them, as always, white draping clothing covering his armor and equipment, rolling in as calm as ever. Taiden bowed deeply as he lifted the command tent's flap. Wind blowing his hair, and his clothing behind him, all of it settled without a wrinkle or a crease. Kei hobbled up to see his old friend, and threw him a big hug, which Taiden returned awkwardly. More used to hugging then when he’d first met the man, each hug was still met with some awkwardness to handle.

Several of the Echani Honor Guard stood to attention outside the tent flap, the wildcards that were beginning to arrive giving them sideways looks as always. Though they’d worked together a couple of decades by now, they never ceased to have this uneasy tension between the two groups, from completely different worlds and walks of life, much like Taiden and Kei who now started into the old routine. Kei being familiar and friendly, Taiden being polite but reserved, same old dynamic, the last of the Ambiguous statement’s old crew alive, or so they thought at this point. They talked for a time as friends, until it became more formal.

“It is as you feared,” Taiden said gently, not wanting to upset Kei further. Kei nodded, putting on a brave grin, the mission came first. “You’re a good friend.” Kei answered, and turned back to his display screens, putting himself into the mission mindset. For Taiden it was a private moment between friends, and an excuse to see him, not that he’d ever admit the emotion.

“It was… reassuring to see you.” Taiden said with a respectful bow at the exit, turning to march off with the honor guard in rhythmic time. The Echani would be heading out on the next shuttle to wherever he was needed planet side, though in his heart he was worried, even if his face never showed the emotion.

 

[Wu Yeoh-Mei]

Location: Delphin Class Frigate Norikura, Inbound to Caluula
Objective: 3 - Chazrach
Allies: Silver Jedi [member="Arisa Yune"] [member="Akiyama Sakoshi"]
Opposition: --
Neutral: Chazrach
Posts: 15/25

Wu was standing there as she could see more people were coming and getting the information from her master about what she would be able to do and what would be best recommended for her size. She was prepared for any of it as the jedi was looking around. She had a small grin on her face when she was moving around with her eyes looking back and forth at everyone. She was uncertain about some of the things that would work. She had the training saber and she was ready for anything with the other people that might be here on the ship with all of them. Before she secured it she made sure her training robes were all set up and nice looking. "Understood master."

 

[Sorel Crieff]

Objective: 3
Ally: [member="Krass Wyms"]
Post: 11/25

It was one thing to dress like a waitress, it was quite another to look, act and talk like one.

No sooner had Sorel found a uniform in the changing area, than these thoughts flashed through her mind. But she pushed them away as she knew the stakes were too high to back out now.

So she decided the best approach was to look confident and keep moving and if anyone asked her anything, she would simply pretend she hadn’t heard them and would keep walking.

Which is precisely what she did and ended up at Krass’ booth. “No comments — or pictures please,” she said, wriggling in the tight outfit. “Now, hand me that device and I’ll plant it on their side of the screen.”