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Yusan Rasudan

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  1. Paths We Take

    Yusanulis grinned at the slight frown of Shui, the Artisian's reactions were more intriguing than the typical individual - his emotions did not bleed through the Force like many other individuals. It was like trying to guess what was behind something without any hint, the man was clearly reserved inwardly and outwardly. Sitting back as he retrieved a protein bar from one of the pouches on his belt, biting into it as he chewed it slowly to recollect his thoughts, he smiled before wiping his mouth. "Sorry, I'm still starving. The way I pissed off all those Flesh Raiders.. well, let's just say when you leave them unchecked they tend to occupy territories they shouldn't. They're territorial and the old Jedi temple is theirs now, so I had to deal with them in a way that perhaps is better left back on Tython," mumbling as he eyed his droid, he took another bite of the bar and chewed slowly, "I mean, let's be real here.. when was the last time diplomacy worked with Flesh Raiders? I can't just walk up to them and ask them for safe passage off the planet, hell walking up to them is probably a good way to get swallowed whole. Sometimes you've got to fight to survive, and perhaps staying in their territory for as long as I did pissed them off more than necessary, but it was a necessary process!" Kicking back as he looked at the screen that displayed their destination, he eyed the words Rishi closely before stuffing the remnants of the bar back into it's packaging and sticking it back into the pouch he retrieved it from. Sighing as he turned his attention back to Shui, he stood up and paced back and forth as he tried to think of what he knew about Rishi - and honestly, nothing came. Rishi wasn't on any of the star maps the Knight's master has shown him, but maybe Shui knew something - knew anything about Rishi. He didn't want to bother the other man about his knowledge immediately, it was obvious there was a difference between the two - though back when Yusanulis wasn't starved for interaction he preferred a much more quiet and reserved environment. Each step was counted as he finally found himself mentally exhausted and physically starved as he sat back down and brought his hands to his face before dragging them down to his mouth and pressing them together, controlling his breathing. There was, of course, once thing the Echani had to pick at before inquiring into the man's knowledge. "I still can't comprehend why you haven't replaced your missing limb with something, it doesn't seem like a penance-type thing that someone would do. Doesn't it make everything more.. difficult?" The question was asked as he eyed the man closely, it felt odd bringing up the topic yet he continued regardless, "I couldn't fathom the thought of losing a limb and keeping it like that. Doesn't it also kind of.. make it harder to blend in with the crowd? Though I suppose that's why you wear cloaks and stuff..." As his words flowed from his lips, his eyes turned to see the their destination in the view port behind Shui, his face frowning as it looked like a normal planet from a distance - the blues and greens looking somewhat promising. Standing up as he moved forward closer to Shui, he was amazed that he hadn't visited the planet before - it looked so promising and peaceful from a distance.
  2. Crescent

    Kelona 3629 BBY, The Training Fields of Dantooine --- It had been awhile, the cool and scented breeze of Dantooine flowing through his hair and cooling his exposed flesh, the sweater that had formed on his brow trickling down. Home, or what was a replacement for home at the very least - nothing could replace Tython during it's prime, but this was as close to returning to one's roots as it could get. Even now with his master's lightsaber in his hands, he felt at peace and willing to embrace the warmth that each strike and swing of the weapon provided. Each pattern being utilized to transition from one point to another, fluid like water flowing before finalizing into the finality - like water falling over a cliff. Knowledge that had been cascaded onto the young man flowed through his memories as he fought his imaginary enemy. Each repetitive cut carved through the air as he transitioned between Shii-Cho's more basic and erratic movements to Djem So's powerful fluid strikes, each muscle seizing as he stopped his blade mid strike to stimulate a parry or hit - Dulon perhaps was the most ridiculous looking training technique a Jedi or anyone could do, but it helped one understand control and taught one how to be fluid. The movements slowed to a halt as he deactivated his weapon and lowered himself to his knees, exhaling sharply as his fingers pressed together to meditate, to slowly replenish his reserves. Like everything touched by the Force, one's potential was determined by their willingness to push themselves. The man's physical prowess was great yet his ability with the Force was weak, though he had dedicated himself to more defensive skills to supplement his preferred style, he was still mastering his ability to utilize the skills with his weapon and in the heat of a duel. Yet, that was not the reason he was here today - he was there to provide Homra a hand with the Jedi that were continuing to pour into their ranks. Unlike the other Jedi that typically ran around, Yusanulis was significantly more headstrong and perhaps the only one aiming for the title of Battlemaster. Unlike most his knowledge of lightsaber combat outshining most, as well as his innate battle senses from his Echani heritage - something he relied on as much as his Force senses. He grunted at the idea of being an instructor at the Enclave, but perhaps he could help those that struggled with their physical attributes, those that were undisciplined and those that could be beaten into shape. Even during a time when the phrase 'The Sith Empire' was fading, the threat of the Sith loomed as some were found in the Outer Rim, and the other smaller Empire's sought to build a powerbase. The Jedi could only police so much before they were considered evil dictators like the Sith, but they could continue to train to be prepared for the worst - paranoia or not, letting one's being become weak because of a lack of threats was slothful. It was only a matter of time before those that took notice of the request posted the day prior showed up.
  3. Paths We Take

    The words of Shui brought a grin to the young man's lips, even with how it sounded it was relieving to have some social contact after so long. Bowing at being told he could clean up near the back, he turned on his heel and started to walk away. Stopping as he heard Shui call out about a girl, his expression turning slightly into a less-friendly-serious face. Shui was inquisitive, that much was obvious - though his manner of going about everything was more like digging under wounds. "It is a girl, yeah. Old friend of mine, a spoiled brat - but she carried the title of Speaker back before I went to examine the activity on Tython," responding as he raised his voice, he approached the rear chamber and rested his hand over the button pausing in thought, "I doubt you two would get along, she is more of the type not to understand personal space." To say it took him a long time to clean up was an understatement - washing areas until he felt clean, shearing his hair and cutting it to a proper length, cutting off the scraggily scruff and finally unpacking his armor, it took a lot longer than he cared to admit. Finally exiting refreshed, the Echani adjusted his clothes and lightsaber, grinning to himself as he caught his reflection in the durasteel. Entering into the cockpit, Yusanulis rasped his knuckles against the entryway to announce himself. "Zyann Aari is her name, though knowing your type you knew that - probably enough to address her as Master Aari," speaking as he took a seat by the transmission station, swiveling in the chair to face T7 and Shui, "I mean you are the investigative type, you probably know everything about everyone in the Jedi Order. You probably know even more than you are willing to tell!" Laughing as he leaned forward, failing to pat his droid as it beeped in disapproval of it's master, he tried to settle his nerves down - he was socially challenged and how fidgety he appeared revealed it all. His fists clenched, his teeth ground together and he struggled to sit still. The idea of seeing actual people and not meditating day and night excited him. "I owe you one, most would have told me to find her myself. Though I suppose you aren't the one to turn down getting off Dantooine," bowing his head politely, he grinned as he realized how lucky he was.
  4. Paths We Take

    Elona 3629 BBY Tython, Ruins of the Jedi Temple Fingers firmly wrapped around the hilt of his weapon, slightly trembling, as he retreated back to the map room on Tython. His stay on Tython finally coming to a close as he activated the beacon to recall the probes Homra had sent out. Stubble and dirt clung to the young man's face as he wore disheveled robes - months without a way to properly clean, and only his ability to survive on the resources left by the Twi'leks had provided less than desirable situations for Yusanulis. A gouge had been formed across his right shoulder, his fights against the Flesh Raiders wearing on his sanity after each encounter - each attempt to not kill the dark side. The beacon that had been set for T7 had been activated days prior, an emergency beacon set to the one channel the ship was constantly on - the one that Master Suto had frequently used for summon him. Balance was being maintained, fortunately, but that didn't mean the planet was entirely safe - and with the recent corpse now laying behind the man, he had realized that Tython's beauty didn't come from it's balance. It came from the Force that flowed through it, touching each and every being without prejudice. Hearing the sound of the scouting droids that zoomed back, trying to recount how many there were supposed to be as he heard the growls and thudding of feet behind him. Retrieving the data cubes as he hastily put them away, his eyes focusing on the shapes that came behind him as the icy blue blade ignited with a snap-hiss, he prayed for T7's ability to follow simple orders. Delving into the chaos behind him as he let the Force guide him, he embraced the Force that flowed through Tython and felt the world slow down - giving him enough time to manuever around the Flesh Raiders and towards the hangar. Relief crossed the man's face after he noticed a starship there, his weapon being attached to his belt as he ran to the loading ramp, his senses flaring as he realized who his saviors were. Sighing as T7 rolled down the ramp, he quickly got up beside the droid and hoisted it into both of his arms, pulling the droid with him into the central chamber. For being as intelligent and useful as the droid was, it didn't understand the basic concepts of running and surviving. "It is a relief to see someone I know answering that beacon. @Shui, you have my thanks for coming along with my.. companion, however I have one more duty to fulfil," yelling as he hit the emergency button to shut the loading ramp, he quickly made his way to the man and bowed politely as he cursed under his breath, the wounds he had endured becoming obvious, though he waited until they were safely above the Flesh Raiders below them before speaking once more, his ragged hair falling in front of his face, "I need you to go to these coordinates, it will take awhile but.. I think we can recover a lost Jedi who wanted these for the Jedi Archives." Retrieving the data cubes from his pouch, he extended them out to the Epicanthix, allowing the man to take them and observe them if he wanted - after all, Shui from Yusanulis's understanding was more of a knowledge seeker, but he couldn't actually tell anything about the man due to his more secretive nature. Realizing that the lost Jedi could be anyone, let alone the potential that Homra somehow got lost in his archives, he let out a slight exhausted laugh. Examining himself in the reflection of the transparisteel window, he realized how different he looked compared to Shui. "I was wondering if you had a place for me to.. clean up also? I don't want to trek my stench and muck around your ship," speaking quietly as he realized the dirt that caked his hands, he mumbled incoherently to himself as he thought of the girl not being at the location she had promised to meet him at - if she wasn't there, then he would just need to hunt down the Togruta and bring her back willing or not. Post Information
  5. Imaginary Enemy

    Yusanulis had sunk into his own mind as he listened, drawing on his own teachings and what could perhaps help Talia - and with Shui occupying the time, Yusanulis was capable of reaching some form of how to draw on his example of how a blaster or any weapon was similar to the Force. Easing back to reality as he opened his eyes, he shook his head as he turned to Shui, a curt nod following as he turned back to the initiate, hand floating over his lightsaber's hilt. She could be brought to the crystal caverns, but that was more of Homra's own territory - something she would probably do as her next assignment. "With your impulsive use of the Force, there are many things that you can do to control your reactions, and even use it to your advantage - control is the most important part, as Shui has mentioned," speaking softly as he unhooked his lightsaber from his belt, he activated the blade after a moment of examining the hilt, "The Force isn't something we can command at a whim, the Force must be welcomed before anything. Think of it as shooting a blaster, you obviously know how to pull a trigger, but it isn't as effective as actually understanding how to aim and understanding how to modify it - that requires practice. Like everything that requires practice, I want you to try and strike me with your electroblade and feel out with the Force - your biggest advantage as a Force-sensitive in any confrontation is a slight tingle you will feel when being struck at or striking another individual." Stepping away from the two other individuals, Yusanulis lowered his stance and held the blade across his body, calming his breathing as he laughed slightly - it felt awkward assuming the defensive stance of Soresu, but it was one way to help her understand how the Force worked, and how her impulses occurred. Turning to look at Shui, he adjusted the intensity of his weapon's blade - it wouldn't be enough to cut into the durasteel electroblade, but if it did connect with flesh it would probably leave a small burn mark. "Shui will be the judge for this match, but try to feel the Force and let it flow through you, then strike me with it or your electroblade - the first one to three strikes wins," the humming of the Echani's lightsaber caused him to speak a bit louder than his typical soft tone, he wasn't going to go full on with his skill with a lightsaber, but if she proved to be tactical enough to be a challenge, he definitely would consider swapping to a more comfortable lightsaber form. Post Information
  6. Peacekeepers! At the Disco

    Commotion practically brimmed from the prefabricated house as the squad of peacekeepers neared it - it sounded like there was issues beyond just drunken fun. The entire area was pitch black, and without a form of light or specialized visor, many of the group would have probably walked into the other countless prefabricated houses - what little light the one prefabricated house gave off didn't help at night. Reflections weren't much of a thing until you got close, and even then it was obvious as to what they were. The soldiers had already pressed themselves to settle the dispute within, entering through the back door of the house as the two Jedi approached the front, to close off all exits in case there were any.. unruly characters. There was small group of individuals gathered near the front entrance - a tall woman, a female Miraluka, three men - one who was rather short, while the other two were noticeably taller - and then two soldiers requesting to give assistance to the Miraluka to get her back to the enclave. Yusanulis soon followed behind the man as he stared at Shui, then to the casually dressed Initiate, then finally to the one who couldn't look more ridiculous with a concaved nose. Though, they found the situation suspicious but had to deal with the first problem first - the occupation of a prefabricated house. The Mirialan approached first, his fist cracking quickly at the door before opening it to announce their arrival - masked and garbed in almost pitch black gear could end awfully, had any of them been intoxicated with spice, but it was from their understanding a simple house party that had to be shut down - not because the Jedi and the Peacekeepers didn't want them to get together, but because of curfew and trespassing. "This is the Peacekeeping Corps, this party is being shut down right now!" "I'll be seeing myself out right now, I thought this was just a normal party... It got weird after.. that scenario with the two guys and the Miraluka.. and the mentioning of Tython, don't know if the guy realizes we're part of the Unified Jedi Order or not..." the words of one of the peacekeepers nearby brought more questions than answers to the pair as they watched the man and a small group approach the back to be dealt with - cooperative at the very least. As the pair closed the door hard behind them, they approached the four Jedi and stood there before Yusanulis removed the lower portion of his mask to expose only his lips and chin, soon followed by the Mirialan doing the exact same thing. The masks were designed to mask all emotions, though their own mouths did not betray any emotion - only through the Force could agitation be felt, and even then it was mostly smothered by disappointment. The faceless mask of Yusanulis turned to Shui as he pursued his lips momentarily thinking of what to ask - or what question was the best but then it came to him. "Why is the nose of that Jedi concaved and why are the initiates here?" To start simple and build up to the monstrosity that was the first thing mentioned was the plan, "I trust you all can speak the truth and only the truth, especially from you ma'am." The appearance of the man betrayed far too much for what Yusanulis knew about the man - how he had a tendency to provoke soldiers back on A hand lazily pointed towards the Miraluka as the Echani spoke, his face remaining roughly on Shui and Jun, but within his mind's eye he could look at them all. The Mirialan raised a hand to his chin and scratched the stubble, pulling out a data-pad to record all the information to present to the Jedi and to the Peacekeepers - it was easier to find out everything and then make a judgement call than simply force them to waltz back to the enclave immediately. "The peacekeepers, excluding Commander Lee, are to leave out the back entrance and stick with the rest of those gathered as each one of you will be dealt with according to rank. Any misdemeanors will be dealt with immediately, should there be any, and any felonies will be dealt with at a later time - though those unlucky enough to have any committed any felonies will be kept in the brig," the words of the Mirialan rolled off his tongue as he recited from the data-pad and soon he paused to let the peacekeepers leave, "Anyone that attempts to lie will be dealt with accordingly, and I recommend not trying to lie. Making this any more difficult than it needs to be will perhaps end with you being dragged to the Jedi Council - and that meeting wont be to be chosen by one of the Jedi there as their successor or Padawan, so don't even get your hopes up." The final threat was true, and if they had half a brain they'd know the truth. Post Information
  7. Imaginary Enemy

    Yusanulis stared at the initiate as she talked about her experience on a freighter, and what had almost transpired - to say he didn't feel bad was wrong, but his face didn't betray any of it. She at least understood the galaxy wasn't hers for the taking, and that the galaxy had more tragedies beneath the shimmering banners of the Republic. The discovery of her abilities was normal, many Force-sensitives called on their potential during times of need - and she rightfully reacted in a manner most would. His displeasure at her not mentioning what the Jedi Order was at least to her, was displeasing at first, though the appearance of the new man brought the Echani's attention away momentarily as he listened to the cold, yet calming voice of Shui. They had met previously, though from what Yusanulis could gather, the Atrisian male wasn't exactly the most shining example of the Jedi Order - though, his presence wasn't unwelcomed. Smiling as he nodded at the answer of Shui, Yusanulis turned to listen to Talia as she finally spoke of why she came here and what the Jedi did - she wasn't wrong, but that was so good about the question, there wasn't really a wrong answer. Though, she seemed unsettled by the sudden appearance of the other man - perhaps it was the fact he was missing an arm, or another reason, he didn't probe much through the Force. Everyone was allowed to feel emotions, but it was best to conquer them in time. Perhaps it was the idea of an unknown variable such as Shui entering their conversation. "No, of course not Knight You, your presence is welcomed and perhaps you can help this initiate here better than I can. Initiate Linecay, meet Shui You, a Jedi Knight who serves in the AgriCorps - some would view those that serve it as failures, but it's the one way we can help the galaxy and even then they are sometimes the more noble ones among us," smiling as he spoke, he pulled down his hood and stood up to his full height, "The Jedi Order do serve as protectors, but as proven by your previous situation, we can't always help victims - but the Jedi can always try. While the Republic views the galaxy as at peace, we understand that the Hutts and other criminal factions are still alive - but it isn't our job to intervene to cause larger issues." Fixing his robes as he readjusted himself, he nodded at the thoughts that came to his mind. They could perhaps teach her to feel the flow of the Force, to understand that one needed to open themselves to it and things would come easier, or they could show her that immediate forms of danger could give slight 'triggers' to the body and mind - the possibilities were truly endless. "How defenseless do you feel without your blaster? You seemed.. uncomfortable without it in your holster when I first saw you - though perhaps changing lifestyles from something so tragic to something more serene is a culture shock," speaking in a peaceful and almost inquisitive tone, he turned his attention to Shui and smiled, "Shui You, perhaps you can relate to her better than I can - being brought to the Jedi at such a young age, I simply lack the experience outside of what the Jedi taught me." If she felt defenseless, perhaps they could show her that her own pacified senses could be her savior to feel comfortable even without a weapon. His life wasn't tragic enough to force him to rely on instincts to use the Force, not like how Talia had explained her experience with drawing on the Force, but he could sympathize with her being uncomfortable and being untrained. Post Information
  8. Imaginary Enemy

    Helona 5th, 3630 BBY The Training Fields, Dantooine A day had passed since he had met initiate Linecay, a way to allow her to get comfortable and to settle in to the new environment. Yusanulis knew much of that, far too much, but if she was to become a Jedi, she needed to embrace the bare necessities of the Jedi lifestyle - and luckily, or unluckily it was early in the morning meaning there were few and far between groups training within the plains the training area was situated in. Yusanulis sat there, the soft grass underneath him and the cool breeze coursing over his body as he exhaled sharply. His cloak had been discarded for a simple grey robe that now sat over his body, covering his personal armor and covering his features in the darkness of the hood. A simple datapad sat on his lap as he sent the message to initiate Linecay, a message simply to remind her that her first assignment was to begin once she got there. The contents of the message detailed the location, as well as what she was supposed to do once she got there - to sit and meditate, to try and feel oneness with the Force. Simplistic was a bit of a loose term, to gauge one's ability in feeling the Force and one's ability in using their Force-enhanced senses to try and anticipate danger wasn't one that was frequently trained; but it was necessary at the end of the day if one wanted to properly survive a fight. Lightsaber combat was built around the Force, and if one couldn't anticipate strikes or feel their own lightsaber through the Force they would immediately die - that much was obvious. Sitting there as his breathing slowed, he felt the early morning sun warm his body as he delved into the Force. Dantooine was nothing like Tython, but the Force was alive - and through meditation one could draw on it. As he waited in meditation, feeling out towards all the presences within in, he attempted to sense the arrival of @Talia Linecay and once he did, he opened his eyes and spoke softly. "Initiate Linecay, welcome to your first assignment - or test, whatever you prefer to call it," the words were spoken significantly different as he didn't look towards the young woman, "My first two questions for you are these: What is the purpose of the Jedi Order and why did you come to Dantooine?" Post Information
  9. Peacekeepers! At the Disco

    A shadowy group of silhouettes were positioned far enough away as the sun slowly went down behind them, robes and plastoid armor marking them as a glob of unidentifiables off in the distance. Yusanulis stood there, eyes focused on the prefabricated house that was full of life - something that wouldn't be the case, had there been some form of control. Kneeling as he watched from afar, his macrobinoculars adjusting to see through what windows were available. Soldiers, mostly, and rightfully so - many would have been celebrating for their families to settle, but they would have to celebrate when the houses were all finished. Handing the macrobinoculars to the peacekeeper beside him, Yusanulis slid down the white and golden mask that obscured his features - the peacekeepers that were on duty had to ensure they at least were capable of fulfilling the duty of keeping the peace. "Corellian Hells, they're going to cause more issues than anything.. wait, is that a Jedi walking into the building after tying his.. robe around his waist? Are all Jedi limmie moms or is this one just.. a special case?" The soldier laughed out his question as he handed the macrobinoculars to another, their face contorting as they held back from bursting into laughter, "What in the.. at least the peacekeepers at least know how to dress casually." As time passed more Jedi came, including initiates and a dark robed one who seemed fine not blending in entirely by trying to appear less Jedi. Yusanulis adjusted his mask and activated the vocoder within it - they were to be discreet and practical, no violence but making sure the party was ended before things got too out of hand. Each peacekeeper being handed the macrobinoculars to try and make sure they were all prepared for the task ahead. No violence unless forced, and to force those with curfew to actually get back to the enclave - and to the barracks. Having hungover peacekeepers on-duty the next morning wasn't the most acceptable thing. "I think we'll need to tackle this issue by nightfall. We'll have more reason to do this, and it's not like they'll argue - if they do, then I suppose hitting them with stun rods wouldn't be out of the question," the mechanicalized voice of the Echani was quiet as he focused outwards with the Force, his eyes glowing softly as the Force provided him with truesight, "I will deal with the Jedi that are resisting our authority, you all can deal with the rest. Now let's slowly make our way towards it, perhaps welcome them to the neighbourhood once we get there." Cracking his fingers as he clenched his fists tightly, the Echani followed behind the group of peacekeepers as they adjusted their helmets and activated their own vocoders. They could have their fun for a bit, that was at least what the peacekeepers deserved - but the Jedi, well, they'd be in for a surprise. "As for the limmie mom comment.. I'd like to think there is a special breed of Jedi that I am not a part of..." Post Information
  10. Carry On Wayward Son

    Watching as Homra returned from his visit, Yusanulis had kept himself supported against one of the trees as water continued to pour onto his body - what leaves remained kept him from being completely soaked, yet he wanted to just get to it. The information was just as he thought - though luckily the Flesh Raiders tended to split from their main group and make smaller sub-groups around Tython. The smaller ones could easily be culled by a group of Jedi Knights, but unlucky enough for them was the fact they didn't have Jedi with them - they had children that were fine with continuing to rib and bicker. Pushing himself off the tree, he reached out calmly with telepathy to give a warning towards both Mirran and Homra that he would deal with them, at least for now. They never understood the severity of the assignment and mission - they never grasped how quickly their bickering could draw the attention of scouting parties. "Enough! Act your ages, I've seen younglings with better emotional control," growling out his response as he reached down to seize Char by the collar of his tunic, he turned to look at Iman, "You both are comrades in arms regardless of your preferences. Acting like bickering children and acting like spoiled brats will get you killed out here. Knight Azner doesn't need to babysit a group of adults when you all are around our age - now act like it or I will drag you both across the courtyard to the front entrance." Agitation was perhaps the one emotion the Echani tried to snuff out, but with how both acted it would get them all killed - something Yusanulis did not want Homra and himself having on their track record. The Twi'lek and the human fought like children, children wanting to be right in their own way and both would be sent to the AgriCorps if Yusanulis had any hand in their success. This was a field test of their skill before throwing them towards the Grand Master to be judged, and if an Initiate and a Padawan couldn't put aside their differences, they were better off serving as farmers and relief workers. "If you think napping out here will keep you safe from the Flesh Raiders, you'd be better off attempting diplomacy. You speak of yourself as intelligent while I see a spoiled brat, one who hasn't experienced the tragedies of life - someone who would be fine watching his comrades die because he is so set on getting apologies. Our lives and jobs are thankless, you'd be best to learn that quick," as Yusanulis's eyes refocused on the man below him, his restraint was perhaps the only thing keeping him from striking the initiate, "Now get up and follow me. Any more arguing and I will gladly have Knight Azner discipline you both when we're back on Dantooine." Pulling away from the group as he clenched his fist, he turned to look towards Iman with the same dispassionate look, for someone who had been recorded as a practitioner of Broken Gate she lacked the understanding that antagonizing others merely meant they'd strike back harder and more precisely. "Padawan Zana, use your understanding of Broken Gate to properly control yourself. It's a martial art based on peace and dedication, antagonizing others will merely make you a bigger target in the future. We don't want another.." speaking as he placed his hand to his face, he dreaded making mention of the moronic title one Padawan wore once before, "Mad Padawan. I'm sure you don't want that name to be placed on yourself or any others after that person decided it was clever to mark themselves that." Pushing himself through the bushes, he knelt down as he reached outwards with the Force and attempted to count the presences within his mind. What seemed like a possible task soon turned impossible as his senses were stretched thin as he exhaled sharply and opened his eyes. If the images Homra had provided them with were true, then they could use the vines to hoist themselves up near one of the towers - but it would require teamwork. "Knight Azner, I want you to lead us towards the least populated part of the encampment and we will use our.. wonderful teamwork to get into the temple through the overgrowth. Once inside, I will be breaking off from the group to scout a potential exit," speaking firmly as he turned back to Homra, a grin was placed upon his lips, "I want you to also locate the map room and activate these once you are there." Yusanulis unclipped two spherical objects from his belt as he exhaled and tossed them towards Homra, a slight bow of his head motioning that they were for the thing they telepathically discussed prior. Post Information
  11. The Docking Ramp

    Yusanulis leaned against the wall as he awaited the arrival of the new initiate he was to instructor - a young woman named Talia Linecay. A scoundrel from the information provided, one that would probably be a hard shell to crack due to what was known, but perhaps her time in the Jedi Order could help her get away from all her past issues and help her into becoming a shining example of the Unified Jedi Order. Her first assignment was going to be simple; a simple introductory to combat and a way to test her Force-enhanced senses, and if the holster on her hip was anything to go off of, she perhaps only knew how to defend herself through lethal force. Even upon closer inspection, she didn't look like much of a Jedi with her current attire and posture, but that's what the enclave was for - to provide her with the same irritating and heavy robes worn by all Jedi initiates and a way to help her learn more about the Force. Dressed in a long, ragged brown cloak, Yusanulis pushed himself off the wall and approached the woman as his hands pulled back the hood of his cloak. Pale features appeared from the shadows of his hood, and his platinum hair fell down in different places across his forehead. Motioning towards her with a simple hand gesture, the Echani stopped a few meters away before her before gently bowing his head as he took in her features. She could've easily been his age or a bit younger, but age didn't truly mean much in terms of experience - the older one was, the more attached they would be to personal possessions at most. "Greetings Initiate Linecay, I have been entrusted with guiding you through your first assignment," speaking aloud as he ran his glove through his hair to push what hairs fell in front of his face away he decided to introduce himself, "I'm Yusanulis Rasudan, or you can simply address me as Knight Rasudan if my name is too much. There is no safer place in the galaxy than Dantooine at the moment, and should you have any questions I will gladly answer them once we meet again." Extending out a hand from his robes, he twisted his body to allow her to move around him towards the enclave - a friendly gesture perhaps, depending on how she took it. Within the enclave she would be provided with all the necessary equipment and a living space, as well as keeping what other possessions she had in a safe location. The robes and tunic luckily came in different shapes, sizes and colors but they were all the same at the end of the day - everyone and everything within the enclave was equal in some manner. "I would recommend getting out of those clothes for something a bit more traditional and loose, as well as securing yourself an electroblade - I wouldn't want to bring you out to the training pits without you being prepared. Your first assignment will be simple, but I would recommend meeting with some of the other initiates that hang around the river, the training pits, and of course the Jedi archives during your free time," speaking in a calm, yet upbeat manner, the Echani cracked his knuckles before flashing a grin, "I will send you a message after you've settled in, make sure to keep the communicator you're provided with on your person at all times. Try to get comfortable and adjusted to the life style - it's a difficult life, but definitely rewarding!" Post Information
  12. Intent: To give Yusanulis his former master's lightsaber that he forgot to take on Tython, as well as fleshing out the lightsaber he will be using now. Affiliation: Yusanulis Rasudan Production Rate: Unique Weapon Type: Lightsaber Materials: Durasteel Nerf hide Permafrost crystal Durindfire gem shard Meditation crystal Modifications: Meditation crystal Dual phase switch Bifurcating cyclical-ignition pulse Weapon Rating: High Quality Weapon Appearance: Sleek in design, the lightsaber of Alluk Suto is of the curved hilt design that some Form V practitioners favor. Customized to accommodate three crystals within it, this lightsaber was the original design for Yusanulis's lightsaber he created during his apprenticeship, though this lightsaber is of masterwork quality in comparison. This lightsaber is embossed with groves to mirror vines and other natural designs, with the dual phase switch located at the side of the weapon. The weapon is also customized to fit in a single palm or two, the nerf hide used in the creation of this lightsaber gives the wielder the extra grip on the hilt itself. The blade when activated creates an icy blue blade with a silvery sheen, thanks to the permafrost crystal and durindfire crystal within it. Strengths: Meditative Trance - Thanks to the meditation crystal inserted into the hilt, the wielder of the weapon can feel closer to the Force while utilizing it. Specialized - Thanks to the curved hilt and dual phase switch, the weapon is incredibly unpredictable and specialized mostly for Form II and Form V practitioners. Weaknesses: Modifications - Due to the extensive work placed into the lightsaber hilt itself, modifying it is incredibly difficult and can only be modified through changing the crystals. Training Setting - Due to the addition of the dual phase switch, there is no way to properly adjust the power of the lightsaber itself, setting it at a normal power setting with the only way to dampen the effectiveness being through the Force. Description: Created by Master Suto during his youth, this lightsaber has seen only so much use due to the fieldwork Alluk Suto pursued as a Jedi Knight and even during his time as a Jedi Master, the weapon has only been a symbol of the man's dedication to the combat style of Form V, as well as his dedication to utilizing it as a way to be closer to the living Force. His Ithorian master, Jhuls Auxlut, had shown him the lightsaber design that wasn't typically common amongst Form V practitioners, as well as showed him how to wield the weapon properly in both hands - something he would pass onto his own Padawan. After countless prototypes that either ended horribly with the blade not properly working, to being far too heavy for a lightsaber, Alluk eventually decided to turn the crystals within the weapon into shards to accommodate the hilt, eventually forming the prototype for this weapon. Once he ascended to the rank of Jedi Knight, the man started his work on the weapon, using what resources he could muster between missions for the AgriCorps for the parts and pieces, eventually settling on simple nerf hide and durasteel. After realizing that he had to remove the power adjustment knobs and other knobs, the young man settled on creating a dual phase switch to provide it with different lengths, while learning to master the fact the lightsaber could inflict injury during spars - focusing on the control the curved hilt provided him with. Deciding to focus primarily on Form Zero to compensate for his inability to lessen the power settings, Alluk eventually decided to become a charismatic pacifist - also known as a flirt. After the bombardment of the Tython temple, Alluk Suto met his untimely fate saving a group of individuals and became one with the Force, leaving behind only his lightsaber. Eventually recovering the weapon from Tython, Yusanulis has decided to keep it as his main weapon in memory of his master - with all his flaws and the lessons he taught. Due to the weapon being only modifiable through the crystals within, Yusanulis replaced the primary blue adegan crystal with his permafrost crystal that he had attuned himself with. While the weapon is specialized in Form II and Form V, Yusanulis keeps a standard lightsaber as back up while utilizing the other lightsaber forms - this is mostly due to how overly specialized the weapon is, and the fact the other lightsaber Forms perform significantly better with a standard lightsaber.
  13. Carry On Wayward Son

    Yusanulis sighed as he shook his head, he hadn't meant for the Miraluka to enter the temple blind, though even Homra thought he meant that - perhaps after the rest went with Homra he would inform he that even he had the ability to see through the Force. Watching as the rest of them left the starship, Yusanulis followed in pursuit as he threw his hood up, making sure none were left behind as he watched Homra lead the way towards the hill - the path wasn't the most optimal, but if Homra believed he could lead them, then the Echani wouldn't argue. Walking down the ramp as he took in the sight of the abandoned buildings, their durasteel frames weathering the storm like the Twi'leks had weathered the Flesh Raiders. Though, pieces of durasteel had been torn off certain buildings and most of the canvases for tents had been ripped to shreds. Watching Char slip and fall into the mud, the Echani placed his hand to his face - the words sounded like a youthful brat, something similar to what he was when he was perhaps fifteen standard years. Perhaps the initiate would learn in time, but learning was perhaps the hardest thing for the Jedi. As Homra, Iman and Char made their way down towards the cliff, Yusanulis shifted his gaze from the cliff to the Miraluka with a nod. "I meant reaching out with your senses to touch the beings within the temple, or any objects, Initiate Kai. To allow the Force to flow through you is fine, in fact perhaps it would be easier to show you what can do with the Force without relying on it for your senses," speaking as he approached the ledge, he let the Force flow through his being as he felt it coil within, "My expertise isn't in the Force, but I have a firm grasp on the applications of augmentation, though you probably won't be able to do the same as me yet - if you feel like you're gonna fall, let the Force guide you and strengthen your body." Taking one step off the ledge as he felt his feet sink into the wet mud, he allowed the Force to be his guide as his body fell backwards. As the Force hastened the Echani's mind, the Force even slowing down the torrential rain that fell, the Echani allowed his body to fall backwards into a crouching position as the Force spread throughout his leg muscles. Perhaps it was to show that the Force was the smartest way to scale the mountain, though the Echani simply didn't want to potentially cause a mudslide as he watched the others through his hastened mind - any slip could have buried them all, yet perhaps the Force was on their side today. Landing with a soft thud as the Force exploded out beneath him, cushioning his fall as he landed crouched on the ground. Fingers running through the dirt of Tython as it brought back the memories of before, the memories of how the Force flowed through everything - the sensations of his youth being taught on Tython. The Echani looked up at the clouds above and turned towards their destination, the temple of Tython was looming off in the distance, it's once tall and proud pillars now reduced to ruin, yet it still survived - much like Coruscant had. Both were reminders of the tenacity of the Jedi, yet if the reports were true then they'd be smart enough to get there as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible. Waiting for all to make their descents, the Echani stood up to his full height and removed his cloak and placed it on the ground, letting the rain dampen his entire being. If Char truly desired a cloak, then he could take it up - but the Echani didn't require it entirely. He had experienced much worse than simple rain, and at least in his current garb he felt like he was reliving his younger days on Tython. "I will take the rear guard to make sure none of us get lost and to make sure we aren't preyed upon by any manka cats. On the way back, we'll take the winding path up towards the settlement - I don't think any of us want to experience a mudslide," speaking loud over the rain that poured, the Echani turned to look at the trees that came closer to the path; they appeared gnarled and twisted, similar to the trees within the the Flesh Raider territory, "I want everyone on high alert, eyes open and always searching. If you spot anything large or something fast, shout it out for the rest of us." Force save us, the Flesh Raiders wouldn't make camp within the temple itself but.. I wouldn't say they aren't scavenging the ruins for supplies if the village is anything to go off of. Post Information
  14. Carry On Wayward Son

    The vastness and emptiness of the sight before the young adult was relaxing, enough to even allow him to fall asleep in the pilot's chair while the droid took over. What would've normally been a two day trip was cut into a day and a half, though he had enjoyed the alone time he had spent meditating on the Force - though the food he had provided himself with was bland. Finally exiting hyperspace, the moons Bogan and Ashla came into view first, then finally the planet itself - from above it appeared as it once did before, the lush greens and blues, with a mixture of yellow made the planet look still habitable - though it had mostly been abandoned after they had all returned to Coruscant, and now Dantooine. Easing the ship into the atmosphere, the first layer of clouds growing dark with a storm, the rain coating the transparisteel viewport as the Echani once more drew on the Force to become his eyes and senses. The sensors could work, but the Echani didn't want to risk the lives of those on the starship, or the starship for that matter. What seemed like forever turned out to be a minute as the Echani exhaled as he brought the Absolution into a safe landing, the slight shake signifying that they had landed on the ground - it wouldn't wake up those that were sleeping, luckily. Checking the time on the holo-communicators chrono, the time was only a few minutes past 0600 standard - meaning that most would perhaps be getting up from their bunks fairly shortly. Stretching as he unlocked the entrance to the cockpit, Yusanulis threw up his cloak and by the holographic projector situated in the center of the starship, pulling up information the weather situation and the route they would be taking. Had they come prepared with full gear, they could have scaled down the mountain if the weather was better, but with both situations were not in their favor. Watching as they entered the room, the Echani motioned for them to grab one of the extra cloaks he kept near the entrance. Once all were situated in the room, the Echani spoke up with a slight shake of his head, "I believe today you will all learn from Homra the importance of stealth, - the temple will be occupied by something, and at most we can hope the occupants are passive. Unfortunately,the weather isn't in our favor, neither is the fact that this settlement is deserted, but we shouldn't waste time on the fact we can't get any help - that is now the way of the Jedi. Remember, do not engage anything. Even if it's an animal, there's a chance it can injure you. Manka cats still prowl the land, so try not to get distracted by their offspring - regardless of how appealing the idea of petting one or taking one is." Sitting back as he placed his arms up onto the seat's top, he leaned back and chewed his lip. How would the Miraluka feel entering a place where many Jedi moved onto the Force? That question sat with Yusanulis, even though he hoped that there would be a way for the Miraluka to cut off their empathetic senses.. then it came to him. "Do not feel out with the Force, you will need to rely on your own sight, be it Force or not. Do not reach out and try to touch the Force when we set foot in the ruins of the temple, especially you Padawan Zana and Initiate Kai," speaking in a much more serious tone, his lax nature being discarded - the threat of hurting one's own mind and emotion was a possibility and unfortunately the Echani wouldn't be dragging someone who may go catatonic away from the Jedi Temple. Post Information
  15. Carry On Wayward Son

    The task of going to Tython to recover important documents, star maps and other information was the number one priority - the one thing the Jedi couldn't do on their escape. Yet, there was something more important on Tython than either of those things to Yusan, yet he would follow the guidance of the Speaker and assist the archivist in obtaining the documents left behind. Tython was left to the natural cycle of the Force, yet there was something that needed to be witnessed first hand to determine the action required to move the planet to true balance. Dressed in his white armor and a rugged brown cloak Yusanulis had stood quietly, his mind focusing on the task ahead of the two Echani and the inexperienced. The information he knew compared to Homra probably wouldn't have sat well with the archivist, but it was perhaps the best to stay silent about the entire ordeal - at least in front of the Initiates and the Padawan. The droids that had accompanied the individuals brought disdain to the Echani's mindset as he dreaded the thought of bringing not one, but multiple droids to a recon and recovery mission, but if they had to leave the droids behind for the safety of the rest, then Yusanulis would be the judge of that. Turning his attention to the Twi'lek that spoke outwardly towards the human, Yusan shrugged as she wasn't wrong, but there was a connection to the Force in it's entirety. Turning his attention to the Miraluka, he scratched his forehead at what Tython was - he had grown up on the planet, but even he had no grasp on what Tython entirely was. "Tython was a symbol of peace and study, the Force flowed through it like water. It was perfectly balanced, the light side and the dark side were one, yet there were areas where the dark side grew stronger and stronger, and that is where the Flesh Raiders occupied," speaking calmly as he looked at her face as a sign of respect - even if she didn't have eyes - he continued, "The Jedi did not purge the Flesh Raiders because it would upset the balance of the Force, and because killing isn't the Jedi way." While certain Jedi had proven the Echani wrong during the war against the Sith Empire, they had retreated to relearn their roots and find inner peace, no longer militarized - yet they had kept their gifts from the Republic, stripped off their weapons beyond basics. Their vessel to Tython would be the Absolution, the first thing Yusanulis had kept of his master's - the Defender-class light corvette. While Homra may have had his own starship, the Echani wouldn't trust the archivist to flying to Tython - only for the matter that the Echani needed to confront his own memories alone. Turning his attention to the male, the Echani looked at the droid choice, which fortunately only made the Echani shake his head. The Hunter Killer would probably be detained in the future, but for now it would simply exist because of the headache Yusanulis did not want to deal with currently. "As Padawan Zana has made mention, Tython is still teeming with the Force and life. While the plant life continues to grow, there is also other sentient life that is touched by the Force that continues to expand," speaking clearly as he turned to Homra momentarily, to address the man as what he was; an information data bank, "Knight Azner can probably inform you on what is still living there, but this assignment won't be as easy as visiting a crystal cave or studying a lightsaber form. You are going to experience Tython firsthand, and it isn't like anything you've experienced before - if you come face to face with a Flesh Raider, you run and you do not fight - I will pass on witnessing other individuals get swallowed whole by them." Stepping away from the group as he finished his final statement on what the assignment was, the Echani motioned for Jaynine to follow him as he approached his vessel. The T7 unit coming up behind him as he approached the ramp into the vessel, he had no time for dilly dallying - if they wanted to probe Homra for more information, Yusanulis didn't care. He was there to simply pilot their vessel and ensure the assignment was successful without any casualties - that was the job of a Battlemaster in times of peace, and he needed further proof of his capabilities to show to the Jedi High Council before placing himself into the proper role. Reaching out telepathically towards Homra, Yusanulis entered the cockpit with a single message; "Tython has been experiencing potential cataclysmic activity recently. While we will not be near the Chasm and the Rift, but we need to figure out the issue - a mission from the Speaker herself. If you need to contact me during the trip, do not bother - I trust you can handle this hopeful bunch and I need to focus on the Force." Yusan locked entryway into the cockpit and seized the pilot chair, closing his eyes to allow the Force to flow through him and become his eyes. Sitting in the chair beside T7 as the droid connected with the mainframe of the ship, the Echani would let the Force and the droid help him figure out the safest landing zone for the vessel - the only one coming to the Echani's mind being the Twi'lek pilgrims' camp. Post Information