Public Sharing is Caring (open training/meetup for Forcers who aren't Jedi or Sith)

[Jerec Asyr]

{space_tape1313} fully believe the will of the force is just some gestalt consciousness the celestials became while merging into the life energy of the galaxy
not ineffable/infallible
we're all just pawns
anyways
i keep hearing the Jedi are so good at getting folks together to share superpowers and talk about how much better they are than everyone
here's the address to a place on Denon
low profile, don't spook the CorpSec
let's learn some grap
no Team Red, no Team Blue, just real people
show up or dont


AN ABANDONED WAREHOUSE
NEAR QUEKKO'S CHOICE SHIP EMPORIUM
DENON

There were already half a dozen independent Forcers here: a Wookiee, a Quermian, a few others, all swapping tricks and laughing. Even Kettad was happy, and Kettad was a ghoulish-looking Stennes Shifter who took his people's ancient genocide by the Jedi very, very seriously.

This place had it all: battered furniture, open space for activities, six-packs of lum in a cooler, the gentle smell of mildew. Jerec sprawled on a misshapen couch with one of those cans twirling in the air above his hand. A Gand Findsman wrapped his chitinous hands in Force protection and started slugging a punching bag.

"Yeah, that's exactly it," Jerec said, burping out both sides of his neck. "Jedi Masters use that to make their walking sticks stop lightsabers. Me, I use it for - yeah. Good hit. Oof, saw some sand come out of it that time, Qyyrg."

 

[Liddaat Fuamung]

Liddaat had got wind of this recently, and decided to check it out. She'd been told that she was Force-sensitive, but hadn't received any official training, and really didn't feel all that special aside from the occasional feeling. Of course, there was also the fact that she'd been a magnet for Loth wolves and Loth cats, mainly the former. The biologist watched the activities, staying silent.

 

[Tessa Sedaire]

Unassumingly, Tessa had shown. Thin, wiry, in grease-stained flightsuit and trying to hide her pixie-cut red hair behind a pilots hat. Her hands and forearms, revealed by rolled up sleeves, shimmered with a glowing series of almost circuit like patterns that repeated across her cheeks, just under the eyes, the patterns seemingly random, but too precisely laid out to truly be of no real order or structure. Force powers weren't exactly a focus of Darkwire, so she had shown when a few Shadowrunners had mentioned it, and decided to watch from the sidelines, appearing for all the world to be nose-buried in a datapad she pulled from a leather pouch strapped to her outer thigh like some might a blaster.

Look, she flies and slices. She doesn't dice. What's the big deal?

 

[Jerec Asyr]

So a couple of new arrivals-

Jerec tossed a can of lum to Liddaat Fuamung , who looked seriously uptight and probably old enough to drink. Maybe if she loosened up she'd get participatory with the Force stuff.

He didn't throw one to Tessa Sedaire , though. The redhead shadowrunner had her nose in her datapad and a tossed can could break either the datapad or the nose. Instead Jerec levitated the can in her direction, bobbing it up and down for visibility.

Before the can could get to Tessa, Kettad the Stennes Shifter snagged it out of the air and disappeared. Well, Stennes Shifters didn't really disappear any more than they really shapeshifted, but Jerec found his eyes sliding off Kettad, his attention going inescapably elsewhere. Stennes Shifters were kind of a one-trick bantha - but what a trick.

 

[Liddaat Fuamung]

Liddaat caught the can and set it down. She was only eighteen. Sure, she drank some at parties in college, but she was young and stupid then. She headed outside, where a few small animals approached her. They were clearly wild, yet they acted like domesticated pets as the biologist knelt down and scratched their heads.