Private The Rock Show

[Nir Si]

Nir had been promised a meeting with a new master, but he also found out the night before that his band had their first coruscant gig the same time.

So naturally, he invited the master to his gig. That would go over great, right? The boy sighed, pacing back and forth backstage at the venue, a small club just 15 minute walk from the NJO temple. Hopefully it wouldn't give the wrong impression?

"Hey man, it'll be fine." His bassist, Sarah McStar, better known as The Kiltik Queen, assured him. The only human in his group, she was usually the voice of reason. Her bright pink hair shined against the dull neon glow of the hall they had been roaming through. "Look at it this way. Whatever jedi nonsense is involved., this guy will see you for you rather than as just another padawan. Sure, behind the scenes you're Nir Si, but up there? You're The Hurricane. Show him that. I know that's the real you."

"Yeah m'an. You'sa got a chill. Get all those bad vibes outta you, and go on and ROCK!" Chimed in their drummer, a Gungan known as The Avalanche. He didn't like his real name, since apparently his dad disowned him. Nir didn't ask too much about that.

The final band member concurred, a roar filling the air as the wookie known as the Wildfire spoke in a language most around him couldn't understand. Nir simply smiled. Alright, let's do it. He threw up the horns to his band mates as the announcer called out their names.

"Now introducing our newest act, the opener for the show, HAWK!"

As they ran out, the club owner gave them a pat on the back. "Alright kids, only the hits, no one's here to see you, you're just the warm up for the main act!"

Just the hits? Oh please, they'd play their own music.

Nir ran towards the mic, his leather jacket left a little open to reveal his chest fur and tattoos that marked him as an adult in his own culture. He figured it'll look cool. "HELLO CORUSCANT! I'M THE HURRICANE! THIS IS AVALANCHE, WILDFIRE, AND THE KILTIK QUEEN and WE ARE H.A.W.K.!" The boy took a moment to breath, centering himself as he held out one hand away from the mic, as a flash of light brought a guitar into existence in his hand, before he slammed out a power chord that rang through the air, the Force ringing through the club. His band mates were right. If his master wanted him, he'd get the Hurricane, not little old Nir.

"ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!"

The drums rang through the room, as Nir began to sing.




Rhiza Dural

 

[Rhiza Dural]

Location: Coruscant rock venue
Objective: Meet her new padawan
Tags: Nir Si

Spoiler: Equipment and links

Personal Equipment

• White bladed dual phase light saber
• Electro-whip
• Riftblade
• Viper mk1 skinsuit
• Ashlan Rosary
• Energy Bolas
• throwing shuriken
• Sairenro Shuriken pistol
• Empyrean Gland
• Morðingja-class Personal Cloaking Device

Starships

• Oubliette class transport
• Sciss class stealth fighter
• Ballerina Interceptor mk ii

The Galactic Alliance had had a large batch of younglings come of age together and there was a sudden demand for masters to take on new padawans and train the new generation, and training needed to be done properly with the resurgence of the Sith. This is why Rhiza, despite being a member of the Rimward Jedi Council had come to Coruscant to take on a learner. She had read much about the man she would teach, he was a musician, a calling full of passion. Rhiza had worked in the entertainment field, although this was during her tenure as a slave master, so this would likely not come up to the new padawan, nor had it come up during her discussions with Kahlil Noble regards her taking on an NJO learner. It didnt need to, she was redeemed, and determined to live as such.

She had not met the leaner yet, nor even spoken to him, so she decided she would try and meet the man as herself first, to see how he behaved before he knew he was in the presence of his new master. And she was quite looking forward to this meeting. The Zygerrian walked along and into the nightclub in an outfit she felt would allow her to blend in to the other patrons of this club.

"HELLO CORUSCANT! I'M THE HURRICANE! THIS IS AVALANCHE, WILDFIRE, AND THE KILTIK QUEEN and WE ARE H.A.W.K.!"

The Hurricane, the alias her musical student liked to use, she watched as he used force recall to summon his instrument. So what was the harm in using the force for a bit of showmanship now and again, she smirked to herself as she watched and leaned against the bar. "A virgin Csillan Fireball please" she enquired at the bar. "Virgin cocktail? Damn you are hitting it hard tonight." The barman laughed at her as he poured the colourful but non-alcoholic drink. "The night is young, I'll let you know when I'm ready to get caught up.

Say, whats the security code for the stage door so I can meet the band?" she said, gesturing gently with her extened fingers wrapped around the glass.

"Its 2849" he absent mindedly replied with a smile before his attention was diverted by another impatient patron requiring hard liquor. The spectre walked to the dance floor and decided to dance and enjoy the music before making her way behind the stage to meet her ward.

 

[Nir Si]

As the show went on, Nir could sense someone in the crowd. A force user far beyond anyone else on the dance floor.

That was his master. A woman who seemed to at least enjoy his music. The song slowly came to a close, and Nir could feel the adrenaline in his system. He needed to do something cool. Something showy. The band after them would be the main event, he needed to let his band make an impression.

Screw it.

"MASTER CATCH ME!" He shouted, running off the stage and leaping at the bar where Rhiza Dural sat.

 

[Rhiza Dural]

Location: Coruscant rock venue
Objective: Meet her new padawan
Tags: Nir Si

Spoiler: Equipment and links

Personal Equipment

• White bladed dual phase light saber
• Electro-whip
• Riftblade
• Viper mk1 skinsuit
• Ashlan Rosary
• Energy Bolas
• throwing shuriken
• Sairenro Shuriken pistol
• Empyrean Gland
• Morðingja-class Personal Cloaking Device

Starships

• Oubliette class transport
• Sciss class stealth fighter
• Ballerina Interceptor mk ii

A stage dive... really? A stage dive. The leonine singer, the jedi padawan threw himself into the air and called out for her to catch him. Perhaps she should have hidden her presence in the force, too late now. She did briefly consider allowing him to face plant onto the floor, but this was his passion, embarassing him would be unfair and place them at a disadvantage in their coming relationship. Reluctantly she held out her hand and, using the force, arrested his fall just inches from the floor, just enough delay to make him regret his decision, but not enough for him to be injured. She gently rotates him in the air over onto his back, holding a few feet above the ground so his fans could grasp him and guide him through their throng before. Guiding him towards the master before deposting him in a bar stool next to where the zygerrian stood.

"Well that was something Nir Si " Rhiza said, holding out her hand to shake his, "Im Rhiza, and its been a pleasure to see you in your natural environment." she gestured with the force and a glace of ice water slid across the bar towards the clearly hot and sweaty teen. A pair of younger woman tried getting his attention from behind him, a teenage twi'lek and her human friend wearing dark makeup and t-shirt with Nir's face on.

Rhiza grinned and looked at them "Your fans still require your attention, finish up here and meet me back stage in 10 minutes." she walked away from him to enjoy the groupies for a moment, it was every musicians right. Slipping in the stolen pin code she vanished into the back rooms to make herself comfortable and await a proper introduction.

 

[Nir Si]

Nir blinked, turning to the two, and smiling goofily at the thought. "Right. Fans. Ladies...let's talk."

---

A few minutes later, and Nir went backstage. It was a bit seedy, and rundown, but it was a bar after all. The walls seemed to be some form of drywall, and the place stunk of old paint and sweat. The booths of the backstage rooms were made of cracked old leather, clearly dating back before the last hyperspace war. At the very least, the rooms were stocked to the brim with mini-fridges that held nice wines, and a myriad of small snacks for performers to eat while they were waiting in back.

"See, I told you we'd make a splash dude." A girl's voice rang through the air as they got off the stage. "You're just a worry wart."

"You'sa made a splash with that dive!" The sound of a teenage gungan followed, as the four turned the corner. "Oh..." He paused, looking to Rhiza Dural "This'a your moment Nir."

Nir turned the corner, pausing as he looked to his new master. "You're uh....Rhiza, right? Sorry about earlier..." He couldn't stop himself from bowing slightly, before catching himself and looking up to gauge the woman's reaction.

 

[Rhiza Dural]

Location: Coruscant rock venue
Objective: Meet her new padawan
Tags: Nir Si

Spoiler: Equipment and links

Personal Equipment

• White bladed dual phase light saber
• Electro-whip
• Riftblade
• Viper mk1 skinsuit
• Ashlan Rosary
• Energy Bolas
• throwing shuriken
• Sairenro Shuriken pistol
• Empyrean Gland
• Morðingja-class Personal Cloaking Device

Starships

• Oubliette class transport
• Sciss class stealth fighter
• Ballerina Interceptor mk ii

Rhiza politely returned the bow to her padawan with a nod of her head. She looked at his band mates and then at him. "You all put on a good show, your enjoyment was very clear to see."

"You're uh....Rhiza, right? Sorry about earlier..."

Rhiza smiled and a small laugh escaped from her lips as she did. "For what? I agreed to meet you hear, if I expected to be greeted with a room full of people reading, I would have worn my robes" she had quite clearly embraced the dress sense appropriate to such venues, it was aldo fun to enjoy the reaction from the guys on the dance floor, some of whom were nearly young enough to be her son.

"Pride is dangerous when it is posessive pride, how you make yourself feel, but you exposed yourself for the enjoyment of others, that is a pride that can serve you well." she added, ready to teach the young man. She had read his file, but now wanted to know how he saw himself, his own strengths and weaknesses, she gestured with her hand for him to sit, and took a seat opposite him.

"Tell me Nir, what sort of Jedi do you see yourself as, and what things do you feel are your weaknesses?" she looked again at the other bandmates, she wouldnt push them away, they could stay or leave at Nir's choice, Jedi had long ago given up entirely forcing people to choose between the order and their connections outside.

 

[Nir Si]

"Tell me Nir, what sort of Jedi do you see yourself as, and what things do you feel are your weaknesses?"

The boy stared for a moment, looking rather confused by the question. "Well, I guess....I wanna be a hero? Like Jonyna, the knight from my-" He spoke a word in Cathar. The rough translation being 'Home-tree'. "Someone who can protect the weak and slay the evils of the galaxy. Isn't that what jedi are supposed to be? Ya know, knights of justice, and all that jizz. I dunno, I haven't even gotten my lightsaber yet..."

The three behind him let out a cough at the mention of weaknesses, Nir rolling his eyes. "I guess I'm pretty prideful at times."


"He'sa big dumb dumb when it comes to being proud of himself." The gungan spoke up.

"He's also got a huge imposter syndrome problem." The girl spoke up, tossing her hair.

The wookie let out a noise, but it was a guess of what he said. Unless Rhiza Dural spoke wookie, she'd get 'He's a bit of a coward when it comes to big storms.'

 

[Rhiza Dural]

Location: Coruscant rock venue
Objective: Meet her new padawan
Tags: Nir Si

Spoiler: Equipment and links

Personal Equipment

• White bladed dual phase light saber
• Electro-whip
• Riftblade
• Viper mk1 skinsuit
• Ashlan Rosary
• Energy Bolas
• throwing shuriken
• Sairenro Shuriken pistol
• Empyrean Gland
• Morðingja-class Personal Cloaking Device

Starships

• Oubliette class transport
• Sciss class stealth fighter
• Ballerina Interceptor mk ii

All fairly standard answers for a padawan, to protect the galaxy, to defeat evil, to emulate some personal idol, it was an oversimplification, but it told her enough. His friends though, now that was a very enlightening addition.

Rhiza only vaguely understood wookiee, a holdover from when she was a slaver, but she got the general idea. She smirked at Nir "Do not roll your eyes at your friends, you might think they are teasing you, but the bond you share with them allows them to help your journey. Pride... and imposter syndrome, this will be your first balance point. Too much pride and you can fall, but a lack if faith in yourself, that too is a danger."

She thought about his lack of saber, it was a good start for a proper training mission for just the two of them, she would not have a padawan without a saber, swordfighting had always been one of her strengths and something she greatly enjoyed. "We need to get you a crystal, your first task is to meditate on that, allow the force to know you are ready, and if it feels your conviction, we will find one."

 

[Nir Si]

"....right." He said with a bit of hesitation. Meditation on his need for a crystal. He think he understood. He needed a saber. Or two or three, given his power. Having options would be nice. He considered making more weapons. More options for summoning.

For now though, "So...when are we gonna do our first, ya know, training sesh'?"