Recent content by Jorax

ooc: no problem. Could you pm me about what this post means, or at least the melody? I'm not sure I really understand it. *Ziv only listened to his Master's "singing," if one could call it that. The awkward mixture of eerie pitches had its own melody in a way. As he sat, Ziv concentrated on the...

*Ziv followed his Master's words, continuing his breathing exercises and concentrating on the flow of the Force. Slowly but surely, Ziv was able to discern more things out within his limited radius. He could feel the flow of the Force through the sand, rocks beneath them, the people nearby, etc...

*Even Ziv raised an eyebrow. It's not like he knew everybody in the Temple. He had a hard time remembering all the Masters that ordered him around every now and then. Sitting down, he closed his eyes and begun his breathing exercises. That opened up his mind and let Ziv concentrate on the flow...

ooc: It's fine for right now. When I'm back in America, I'll have more time if you want to speed things up. *Looking about, Ziv's eyes zoomed back and forth, searching for his Master. Seeing his Master, Ziv walked through the sand towards the middle of a sandcircle. Step after step, Ziv found...

*Ziv disappeared like a needle in a haystack among the many Jedi that walked through the halls. He couldn't keep up with his Master since his Master left first, but the Jedi Temple was Ziv's home. There was no way that Ziv didn't know where something was, unless it was higher up where the...

"Yes, Master." *Ziv's legs relaxed as the soles of his feet turned outward. Then, both calves tensed as Ziv's body rocked backward and pushed up. Standing on his feet, Ziv brushed his pants a bit before walking towards the door. With a simple gesture, the holograms disappeared and the room...

*The breathing pace stayed the same, but now Ziv had awakened and allowed himself to refocus, breaking away from his meditative state. Eyes searching for the voice of which spoke, the two brown circles only wandered up to meet a friendly gaze of his Master.* "I am ready to engage in my...

*The cold steel walls surrounded the room; not even holograms of different planets and warm weather could take away from the icy touch of the floor. A boy sat in the middle of the room, freezing his bottom off and persisting to continue his breathing exercises. Breathing in and out, focusing on...

Ziv Illum Padawan

Ziv Illum . Few could only imagine what it would be like to be impoverished, starving, and deprived from the so many objects that human kings, Mandalorian leaders, wealthy Hutts and other well-off people take for granted for 10 years. Who could envision sleeping in the cold with...

"I have given you the truth. If you don't want to believe it, then fine. I can't persuade you anymore than I have. However, the offer's still out there." *This lady was really persistent. She most definitely make a good Jedi if she was a Force User and her mind was straightened out, but she had...

"But why not? I've given you more than enough incentive to do the job. What would make you willing to do the job?" *This conversation was taking longer than he thought, and the more time he spent talking to her, the less time he would have to prepare his money and himself for this Black Market...

"Really now? How good are you at negotiating and haggling?" *This was the perfect opportunity to get Meara to get his parts without even present at the Black Market auction. This would give him time to roam around and look at the other items being sold, use a couple of tricks to get his items...

"Funny you should say that. I was thinking the same thing about you." *Tyran just smiled lightly. Preconceived stories ran into his head quite well, and this was one of those situations. He carefully mapped out some bits of pieces of information together and then began to re-iterate what he had...

occ: no problem. I did too:D *Tyran raised his eyebrow slightly, quite visibly showing the act of surprise. Here he was, talking with some girl who called herself a nobody but who wanted in on the Black Market. He knew she would keep feeding him lies, but it was okay. He didn't need to know how...