New Alderaan
Max didn't like to use his presence as a political tool but, well, his presence was a political tool.
He was not only a member of the Jedi Council but also the Jedi most visible in the Galaxy, he was the face of the Jedi in the Galactic Senate. People thought of his...
Galactic Senate, Theed, Naboo
Open to all Galactic Senators and Representatives
Max was never usually one to call these sessions, even though he very well could do as the Jedi Order's political representative to the Galactic Senate. Usually he didn't have to, even about matters that really...
Morndell Avon was a dangerous ally to call upon but the Jedi were not currently blessed with an abundance of options when it came to senators who actively supported them. That said supportive senator was also a military man made some members of the Order uncomfortable - many of them were worried...
Max had been away from goodwill and aid missions for too long, he decided. He had started out as the kind of Jedi who went into cities ravaged by fires and earthquakes and helped preserve culture and save lives. It was how he had gotten to where he was today but, at some point, the focus of the...
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The Tigris was a little bit cramped with himself, Buddy the droid and two Padawans along for the ride but it was still his only option for the time being considering he had crashed The View awhile back. Until he managed to get himself a personal ship with a little bit more room, the old...
Max was growing accustomed to waiting on politically important people these days but this was, perhaps, a little bit longer than he would have liked. Still, it wasn't time wasted by any stretch of the imagination. Just like one of the other visits to a VIP's home, Max was able to enjoy some of...
Crashing was not fun.
"Okay Buddy, prep the escape pod would you?" he asked calmly even as the control panel sparked at him madly, the whole thing perhaps five seconds away from bursting into actual flames at any given point, "I'm sure we'll be fine but hey - you never know, right?"
His...
The lower level of the temple the cultists had taken over was vast in size but not in terms of complexity. There were a single door ahead at the end of the stairs and nothing else of note. If a Force blind person were to decent the stone steps they would find the stone walls and stone door...
Of all the places in the Galaxy for a Jedi Master to go willingly, seats of government was one that was rather low on the list. Politics and Jedi didn’t mix at the best of times but when some politicians were outright supporting anti-Force User demonstrations? Well it made for a frosty...
Reinforcements had arrived as they stormed into the main area of the Temple and Max was glad of them. Their experiences so far had been reasonably mixed but nothing promised that would last. Indeed, the Dark Side was growing denser, as though it was more focused. The ritual was still ongoing and...
It wasn't raining on Ajan Kloss and that felt weird.
A jungle planet and the site of a recently destroyed Jedi Temple? A place currently awash with Dark Side energies and the looming spectre of death all around? It should be raining but it wasn't. Instead Max stood at the beginning of one of...
Max was trying his best to appear "Not like a Jedi" but he did have a minor advantage in that he hadn't repaired his lightsaber or replaced it yet. He had the parts available to do so but he just hadn't felt the need so far and this mission probably didn't require it at all. It was a mission...
One of the 'good' things about both the Empire and the First Order was that they were so very interested in keeping account of all of their assets. They kept track of where their assets were, what they were supposed to be doing and when they were supposed to be doing it. Max wasn't sure he'd...
Max had taken some time away from the Order.
It hadn't even been a week yet but he felt it needed to be phrased in exactly that way because he had taken himself out of the Order's circle when he was a Jedi Master. By definition he was supposed to be someone who could be relied upon but the...
Max had left the collection of Jedi behind him, moving freely despite his lack of a wheelchair. Just proved, to his mind, that the healers' rule about patients always leaving in wheelchairs was a load of old shite. He had taken some pretty heavy karking hits on Sullust and his memory was kind of...
Coruscant hadn't changed in the last few weeks since he'd last been but still, Max found himself short on patience for the place. Yavin was a good place to recover in some ways but there were things that didn't change. No matter how many Empires, Republics or Alliances formed over the many...
Max was already sick of the lights.
Funny that the worst thing about being moved to the med-bay of Yavin 4's Jedi Temple was the lights. He had only just arrived back at the Temple, his layover around Corellia to throw off pursuit had been a strategically sound idea but one that his overall...
Power stations on Core worlds tended to be one of two types - either they were well maintained hives of organization or they were ancient, held together by tech so old that no one even understood it anymore, and surrounded by slum housing.
The second type of power station was common on planets...
Pushing through the undergrowth was hard going, not only because of their varying degrees of fatigue but because of the nature of the threat ahead of them. Even through some distance of dense forest and jungle it was clear that the Dark Side was in play. It sat like a weight on their chests...
Dathomir wasn't a vacationing spot and it had damned near killed him the last time he visited.
The Dark Side was freshly powered around the planet and every step was amidst death, decay and destruction both past and present. It was a horrible place and, so, it was probably one of the worst...