Kiskla Grayson-Matteo
Redeemer
TEMPLE ENTRANCE; Milkshake gonna bring the councillors to the yard.
As usual when on Coruscant, Kiskla was in the chambers of reconciliation. Flicking through reports and tabulations that kept the Jedi in order-- reviewing treaties and opportunities to expand their peaceful prowess. She was reviewing the Treaty of Telos when a tingle of trepidation coursed down her spine and her light eyes flickered with a dark shadow.
A shadow of the past, one that had a familiar signature on Ossus and Korriban alike clouded Coruscant's skies.
Like a bullet, Kiskla was out of her seat and racing through the door of the neatly and beautifully structured chambers. Rushing in the opposite direction were a flurry of younglings, under the charge of @[member="Kira Liadain"]. Good -- one less thing to worry about. She'd have to remember to thank the Knight after all this was cleaned up. The soles of her boots struck marble as she skittered to the turbo lift, and once inside, placed her palms against the glass; watching the destruction and darkness outside. The numbers were...innumerable indeed; like they had bred for this moment alone.
Councillors, Kiskla began, closing her eyes as the turbo lift descended to the main floor of the temple. She reached out to project her thoughts to all those seated on the council We have uninvited guests. Let us show them the light. There was a certain calm in the temple that caused her to believe in the security of others had been looked after; and she therefore focused on the eradication of the individuals that were causing distress in Coruscant's streets. Once outside, she drank in the scene. The former Sith Emperor plagued the steps of The Temple, held off by the Jedi that had offered her assistance on Dac (@A'donari Cinn) and Master @[member="Josiah Denko"]. Around him, flanked myriads of his hoards. In the skies, were Graug ships and Republic ships, and she was certain she felt a familiar signature up above. Good. They Sith were foolish to strike at Coruscant.
With no time to waste, and all this creeping darkness that crawled Coruscant, she focused on her centre. One lightsaber would engage four at best; but The Force? That was an invitation none could refute. As she waited, a glow began to rise from her core.
@[member="Carn Dista"] | @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] | @[member="Phylis Alince"] | @[member="Daella Apparine"] | @[member="Rianna Organa"] | @[member="Syn"]
As usual when on Coruscant, Kiskla was in the chambers of reconciliation. Flicking through reports and tabulations that kept the Jedi in order-- reviewing treaties and opportunities to expand their peaceful prowess. She was reviewing the Treaty of Telos when a tingle of trepidation coursed down her spine and her light eyes flickered with a dark shadow.
A shadow of the past, one that had a familiar signature on Ossus and Korriban alike clouded Coruscant's skies.
Like a bullet, Kiskla was out of her seat and racing through the door of the neatly and beautifully structured chambers. Rushing in the opposite direction were a flurry of younglings, under the charge of @[member="Kira Liadain"]. Good -- one less thing to worry about. She'd have to remember to thank the Knight after all this was cleaned up. The soles of her boots struck marble as she skittered to the turbo lift, and once inside, placed her palms against the glass; watching the destruction and darkness outside. The numbers were...innumerable indeed; like they had bred for this moment alone.
Councillors, Kiskla began, closing her eyes as the turbo lift descended to the main floor of the temple. She reached out to project her thoughts to all those seated on the council We have uninvited guests. Let us show them the light. There was a certain calm in the temple that caused her to believe in the security of others had been looked after; and she therefore focused on the eradication of the individuals that were causing distress in Coruscant's streets. Once outside, she drank in the scene. The former Sith Emperor plagued the steps of The Temple, held off by the Jedi that had offered her assistance on Dac (@A'donari Cinn) and Master @[member="Josiah Denko"]. Around him, flanked myriads of his hoards. In the skies, were Graug ships and Republic ships, and she was certain she felt a familiar signature up above. Good. They Sith were foolish to strike at Coruscant.
With no time to waste, and all this creeping darkness that crawled Coruscant, she focused on her centre. One lightsaber would engage four at best; but The Force? That was an invitation none could refute. As she waited, a glow began to rise from her core.
@[member="Carn Dista"] | @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] | @[member="Phylis Alince"] | @[member="Daella Apparine"] | @[member="Rianna Organa"] | @[member="Syn"]