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Traces of the dark side lingered around the kitchen. Minor, yet shrilling as it brushed passed Johanes' light. "Darkness." He looked at Zessel (@LouJoVi) with a firm frown. "Remains of it, here and there." It wafted around the kitchen like a faint and foul scent. Alhazred's (@Narzen) advice...

Of all the things, a Knight getting smacked was the last thing on Johan's bingo card for a Life Day getaway. A blank expression washed over his face, locking eyes with the perpetrator. Her frenzied gaze sliced through any remaining sliver of positivity he had in him. There was no response he...

After Loggie's slumber inducing speech, the group slowly made their way to their first 'attraction' of the day. Except, there was nothing attractive about it. A museum... Under normal circumstances, he would've at least enjoyed it a little. History was always his favourite. But nothing could top...

Johan anchored his gaze on the thing, observing it with conviction. What a vile and repulsive creature. If it showed any signs of breaking free, he'd strike it down on the spot, closing them eyes forever. For now, a staring contest was good enough, one he was determined to win. Surely at least...

Johan pulled a smirk in response to Harald's question. "I'm guessing you only asked to be courteous." He raised a brow. Ain't no way he'd just let his Padawan call it a day this quick. Johan may have been clueless sometimes, but he wasn't that naive. With a dramatic sigh, he agreed. "Lead the...

Force-user witches... "You mean the Fallanassi?" Johan asked. "Yeah we learnt about them in class, you were there." He let out a chuckle. It didn't surprise him, Zessel always was inattentive in class. It brought back memories of the time they met. The white-haired padawan couldn't help but keep...

"Me afraid of the dark?? Pfft. Neverrr!" Not the dark just the things crawling in the dark... There was a difference. Even so, his denial wasn't all that convincing. His gaze fell upon the markings on the wall as he squeezed through the entrance of the cave. It looked foreign, yet strangely...

"Yep, think so." Johan nodded to Harald before taking a literal leap of faith. As promised, the young padawan smoothly glided into the depths of the caverns, landing with a soft thud. He watched as his master followed, descending with skill. Neat, cool even. He thought before turning around...

Lucazec. Johan hadn't heard much about the place beside what they taught Padawans about the Fallanassi back at the temple. An interesting bunch as far as he was concerned. Even so, the planet had not been their home for decades, if not centuries now. And yet, here they were today. On a class...

Charming. Johan winced as the beast flashed its fangs, readying himself for a counterattack. One which never came. He watched as Macote lunged forward, shanking it into oblivion before the Sverender could do anything. Damn. Couldn't have done it better himself. He watched the other padawan's...

Hearing the sounds of claws and teeth ripping at the wood, Johan jolted from the table and rushed to the front. All semblance of his jolly self disappearing in an instant. He grabbed both parts of his lightsaber, snapping them in place with a twist. The vibrant cyan blade burst to life as he...

"You never built a snowman?!" Johan said, shocked. "Gonna have to change that then. We'll make the coolest snowman ever." He chuckled. Unbelievable. It was inconceivable to him; never to have built a snowman before. It was a national pastime for children back home in all but name. Then again...

Johan rolled his eyes at Harald's response as he shut his lightsaber off, clipping it back on his right hip. He could've died, for god's sakes! Even so, the padawan couldn't keep the stoic facade up any longer. A prideful grin enveloped his face. Bruised shoulder or not, he took the three-eyed...

"My wardrobe." Johan smirked, full well knowing that wasn't what she meant. He was from the countryside, like most other nobles. Their estate located near the town. So, even though he went to a private school in the city, he wasn't from the city. "But if you wanna be splitting hairs, then my...

"I'm great; missed the snow so much. How've you been?" Johan turned to Zessel with a jovial smile. "We should have a snowball fight later." He enthused with a challenging undertone in his voice. Even after his earlier mishap, he still couldn't get his mind off of having fun in the snow. He...