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Thuria Drinna

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  1. I'm sorry for the absence yesterday. I just got a new puppy. So, I've been preoccupied a bit.

    1. Mirran Kai

      Mirran Kai

      Awww...who cares. Puppies trump rping any day. 

    2. Thuria Drinna

      Thuria Drinna

      That's true. :)

  2. A Jedi Knight At Last!

    "I'm glad to see you unthwarted by difficulties. It will serve you well in the future as it has until now." Master Kast said. Thuria smiled. She was glad of this, too. Now Thuria hoped she would become a knight. That would give her something to look forward to -- okay, calm down! Calm down. Everything is going to be alright -- She looked up again, following Master Kast and Homra into a room with little furniture, but plenty of lights. Wow! This room was so huge! The red carpet helped give the room some needed atmosphere, the kind of atmosphere suited for the Jedi. Would she gain the rank of Guardian? She breathed in and out, knowing that she wouldn't hesitate in a fight. She must be prepared for what is to come... of course, this wasn't about her. It was about the people she would protect in the near future, just as she had done as a Padawan. She would uncover mysteries, possibly find more crystals, and do so much more. She nodded, ready for the responsibilities to come.
  3. A Jedi Knight At Last!

    Thuria stood up and turned around, meeting the gaze of her old master. The black hair had been fluffed up and those blue eyes... they had seen years of distress. When was the last time Thuria recalled something like this happening to anyone? Not even she recalled doing too much meditation... nope! No. Even that was incorrect. She did some serious meditation when she was younger after Dek Fisher moved to the rank of Padawan and earned a Jedi Master to help him complete his training. It was a test for Thuria to get see her affections and learn what a true Jedi could be. She would have to thank him for that lesson later, if and when she saw him again. Maybe they would meet under different circumstances. For now, there was only this moment with her limping old master, Ellina Kast. "Padawan Thuria? Master Kast, I'm sure you couldn't have done anything to get yourself into trouble, so I'll take the pleasure of reassuring you that the council has told me of your Knight status and asked me to escort you." Master Kast grinned, giving a small bow to the younger woman. "I am sorry. Truly, for not being here for you to train you and support you these years." Thuria shrugged. "It's all right. I've been on quite the journey during my Padawanship. It hasn't been easy." She dived into her tale of woes, "I just lost another master and a few more friends." She lowered her head, doing her best to keep calm. So far, her muscles tensed, but it wasn't too bad. She sighed, realizing she could do it. She looked up in remorse. "Well, I might as well get used to it. These things happen." She switched subjects, doing her best to be happy. Somehow, it worked. "So, I can't wait to be a Knight! This truly has been worth the wait! Now I can train a Padawan if I want, go on missions to other planets, do all sorts of things. It'll be another exciting journey. I can see it now!" She smiled, glad to have gotten through one journey without too much damage. That was good, but now it was time to let her old master speak up. "I'm sorry. I get so excited! I can't help it today!" She sighed again, knowing this was the right path and she would take it wisely.
  4. A Jedi Knight At Last!

    The Dantooine Enclave Elona, 3629 BBY Thuria made her way through the training grounds. The scent of fresh pine needles caught her nostrils, bringing up memories of the past. Oh, the long years she spent wondering when this day would come: the day she would become a Knight of the Republic. She was about to get her wish! She was becoming a Guardian! Her chance to explore other worlds, train a Padawan, and more. She stopped once to see two Padawans face off against a Mark III droid. How could she forget her training against that droid or the many droids she faced on her travels? If there was one thing she learned from being a Padawan, it was to not give up and not to give into temptation. She learned this the hard way with Dek Fisher, the Jedi who she had feelings for and the Jedi who taught her that sometimes love is not the only thing that matters. It was friendships, but also the need to see past the pain and come up with a more realistic solution. It was time to let go of the past, to let her wounds heal. She made it this far as a Padawan and had her frequent stumbles, but Brison, Inoy, and Coventry had been with her to see through the pain and suffering. They helped mold her into the Jedi she was now and she was grateful to have become their friends. Then there was Far-Shan Nadiito, the first fox to ever speak to her when she was still innocent and naive. She was still naive in a lot of ways, but she couldn't help growing out of that and maturing. She learned a few tricks along the way, learned how to use her lightsaber and craft it into what she wanted. Her wood cased lightsaber was useful for calming her down, but also to help her become more aware of her surroundings. It was an extension of her and she would make sure to use it to help her stay on the Light Side. She wasn't about to give up the good in others, solve problems without first finding its source, and from that becoming a better person. Within the few minutes she stood watching the Padawans, Thuria realized she was ready to move forward with her life. . Thuria entered the temple, finding the familiar stone pillars, the statues of the Jedi Masters long past, and the Eye of Zallow monument floating in-between the two ramps, leading to the second floor. She stopped here, searching for the way to her knighting ceremony. Where was she to go? No. She would think this through before she acted. Surely, there was a Jedi Master who could guide her to the ceremony. She took a seat in front of the Eye of Zallow, which strangely reminded her of a massive Holocron. It was a familiar to her, the place where she met her first Jedi Master, Ellina Kast. She sighed, wondering if she would meet her old master during her knighting ceremony this year. She hoped she was right.
  5. Just a scratch.

    "Right," Thuria said, returning her gaze to Holmad Lyysks. The man smiled at her, laughing his full head off. She would have to try something to get information out of him. "So, what's your story? Surely, you must have a reason for starting the fires." "It's none of your business, little girl!" Lyysks spat at the ground. "Move along and let us dealers handle things." "Dealers?" Thuria asked, surprised. "You're working with the Exchange or Czerka?" "Oops! Did I let that slip." Lyssks said, cackling. "Well, it isn't the first time a pretty example showed up on my doorstep. I must say you are beautiful--" Thuria closed her eyes. She had to be rational about this. She mustn't let her anger get the better of her. Calm down, she thought. There is no emotion, there is peace, she recited. Yes, she could handle it. Besides, Lyssks was bound. There was no way he could escape. She could do this. She just needed to relax and focus. "I'll tell you what you want to know," Lyssks said, pleased. Thuria opened her eyes. "And why should I believe you?" Thuria asked, doing her best to keep calm. She breathed deeply, letting the Light Side course through her veins. "You're working for the Exchange or Czerka." "Because I know a few people from Czerka Corporations who would love to see a pretty example, such as yourself, working in the cantinas. What do you say?" Lyysks asked, nodding. "Are you flirting with me?" Thuria asked, disgusted. "No. Let's focus on the fires." "Well, if you must know, Neela's my executive. I just work with her. She promised to keep me alive, as long as our deal was done. The Exchange doesn't know we're here, but Czerka is keeping things under wraps." He added, "Also, the fires were caused by Czerka. Says they don't pay me well enough, so they'll burn this whole place down. So, I agreed, but I couldn't pay them in time. You can blame Czerka for this or me, but why would a pretty example be interested in affairs well above your station, child?" "I am not a child!" Thuria said, keeping her voice even. "You're not an adult either." Lyysks shrugged. "Go ahead and imprison me. Czerka will release me. I'll be back in this neighborhood before too long! You'll see." Thuria pulled out her holocom, telling Brison, promptly, "Brison, I found out that Lyysks is working for Czerka. Neela's his executive and he works with her. Czerka is responsible for burning these houses down. What should we do?"
  6. Sign In/ Out

    I'm back, but I may still be popping in and out for a time to play my video games.
  7. Sign In/ Out

    Just popping in and out for the next few days or so. Going to be playing my video games for a bit and I want to make some progress. Will get back to posting sometime after that, hopefully. Thanks.
  8. Just a scratch.

    Thuria gulped. This was ridiculous! It also was surprising the owner had caught the green-skinned Togrutan Neela right on time, and captured her, too. It was suspicious! "Brison," Thuria faced her master, "if the information is accurate and Neela is responsible for this mess, then it still doesn't add up to this bad feeling I've been having since we got here. The owner is suspicious - I didn't quite catch his name - but doesn't it seem like a coincidence either. Something doesn't add up." Maybe it was time to ask more questions. "Excuse me, sir!" Thuria approached the owner, determination in her eyes. "I didn't quite catch your name." "Holmad Lyysks." The owner introduced himself. "Right." Thuria pressed the matter further. "You're saying your information is accurate and Neela is responsible for these fires?" She glanced at Holmad's arm. "Mr. Lyysks, is your arm all right?" "Oh that!" Holmad caressed his arm. "It's nothing! Excuse me, child!" He wandered off to speak to another couple. Thuria turned to Brison, uneasily. "I think we need to ask the owner, Holmad Lyysks, more questions. His arm is injured."
  9. Passing the torch

    Hello Ellina! Did we work together with some RPs? I thought the name sounded familiar. I wish you good luck. And that does remind me to get to work on RPs, too. Still figuring out my characters here. Anyway, good luck.
  10. Just a scratch.

    Thuria nodded. Okay, she could do this. It was just another mission and she had things to do. With luck on her side, and the Force as her ally, maybe she could learn something. There was the owner, speaking with a couple of people. Thuria huffed. It was time for some answers. "Sir," Thuria spoke to the owner, a portly man with light brown hair and donned in brown and white clothing, "I'm Thuria Drinna, Jedi Padawan. Can you tell me what's going on?" "These fires were caused by appliances setting off." The owner described to her. "This didn't just happen. I spotted a Togrutan with green skin - not your master, but someone else - jogging. This Togrutan - she had a torch, but also a mine. I don't know what she was doing, but it looked suspicious. By the time I came to help out these people, it was too late. The Togrutan vanished without a trace." "She couldn't have gone. Do you know her name? Is she a resident here?" Thuria asked, concerned. "Neela." The owner answered. "Someone called her Neela. I knew this was suspicious, but I'm sure there's an explanation." He asked her, curious. "Is there anything else you need?" "Where did Neela go? Do you have a destination?" Thuria asked, serious. "Yeah. Tatooine." The owner said, confused. "I thought I heard her say Tatooine. Maybe she's boarding a ship." He asked, "Do you have anymore questions?" "No. Not right now. Thank you." Thuria said, heading back to Brison. She explained what she heard to her Togrutan Master. "This whole mess is suspicious. The owner seems nice, but I'm not sure. I think there's more going on than we first thought. The owner's our first suspect." She said with a nod.
  11. Finally! I'm caught up with posts.

  12. Just a scratch.

    Thuria pondered over what was happening. The situation was dire, but to see these fires organized in such a manner was unthinkable. Who was causing these fires? Who were the instigators? Something wasn't right. "I think someone is out to get these people." She stated, turning to her Master. "These fires didn't start by accident. Someone organized this. It's clear that someone wants these people dead, but for what point? There has to be a motive involved. Maybe these people know someone that's starting these fires." It was a good guess, but it was the only logical reason she had thought of. Maybe it was Czerka's doing, but why would they go after civilians? That was the big question. Or maybe it wasn't Czerka, but a gang. Either way, her training was taking her to places unknown. Maybe she would be prepared for battle one day. Right now, one thing at a time.
  13. Just a scratch.

    Thuria's panting slowed down. Sweat still poured down her brow, but it wasn't too bad. She wiped it away with her hand. She was keen on getting her strength back. Good thing she had a water bottle to drink from. Just as she drank a few gulps of water, her attention turned to Brison, who regrouped with her. It was good to see they were safe and well. "So, Padawan. Your experience learning to absorb. What did you notice?" Brison asked. "Learning under pressure can be tough but it is a skill well worth mastering. Improvising as a Jedi can save you." "I did learn that, master." Thuria pointed out. She inhaled. "It got easier after the first try. I suppose the quickest way to stop a fire is to absorb its energy. A lot of flames died down as a result, around the house." She coughed. "I think I did good." She looked up at Brison again. "What did you think?"
  14. Just a scratch.

    Thuria calmed herself. There were so many flames around the house. Okay, she needed to relax. Use the Force. Remember her training. She approached the first flame and closed her eyes. She could feel the flames absorb into her hands. Her heart raced inside her chest. She could do this. No. She was losing the flame! She lost the flame. She had to try again. She closed her eyes once more, feeling the flame come up to her hands, absorbing into her. Sweat poured down her forehead. She wiped it with the back of her hand. She could do this. The first one was beginner's luck. She needed to be careful or else risk getting burned. She moved around the house, feeling the small flames penetrate her skin. The Force was with her. She breathed in and out, feeling the flames as they licked the smoky air. Each flame had a unique texture, and yet they all represented one thing: a force to be reckoned with. The weight of the second flame was worse than the first. "Ow!" Her hand barely got burned, but the pain reached the skin. She needed to calm down, think on the Force and all it could do. At last, she absorbed the flame. The third and fourth times were better. She moved about the house now, absorbing each flame, feeling its warmth drive her to do more. Exhaustion filled her up, taking root inside her. With the last flame absorbed inside her, she moved a good distance away, right next to Brison. She collapsed on the ground, sweat pouring down her face and her chest. "I did what you - asked - Brison." Thuria panted. Yes, she did indeed.
  15. Just a scratch.

    Thuria nodded. Her attention focused on the bowl. She didn't need to think too hard. The bowl was hot in her hands, but warm to the touch. She could feel the pulsating energy surface around the bowl, feeling the temperature rise within herself. It wasn't too hot. At the same time, she felt much better. She took another sip, feeling the warmth surface all the same. She shook from the heat, the tremors sinking deep into her skin and through her chest. It was so good to eat hot food. So this was the energy Brison was talking about. That invisible energy absorbing through her hands. It was the same concept. "I'm not trying that hard to let the energy absorb, just by holding onto this bowl. It's just happening." Thuria admitted. It was true. It felt good, but something was missing. Some concept she had yet to understand. Something stood out, nonetheless. "It's going to be much harder when I do absorb energy. Isn't it?"