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Coffee Shop, 1201 Hours Dimetri was here to meet with his new Padawan and get to know them. if he was going to be training them it'd be good to actually know the Padawan first. Build some chemistry. With that will come a bond and trust within the two. Plus who doesn't like a good cup of joe...

As the two headed governor, or governors or however they handled their situation spoke, Dimetri prepared himself to make the offer they came to make. A bit of a quid pro quo really. See the Jedi wanted to spread their influence as well as build some more Temples and forward operations bases...

Dimetri nodded as they talked on how they were here to save, not kill. But Dim couldn't keep his mood in the dumps, especially not when there was another Graul down here somewhere. The Mirialan would move walk further in, when he heard the movement of something big. "Oh what now?" Dim muttered...

Dimetri waited for what the local leader had in mind for the Jedi to help with. "Well, we could use help with a number of things. Got a sea beast, a dangerous volcano down the way, and then there's a dangerous mudslide up the hill." Dimetri nodded to the man. He knew these were common struggles...

Dimetri was pleased to have a fellow knight with him here on Pollillus. Especially one involved with a corps as prestigious as the Justiciars. "Well, I'm a descendant of Luminara. I was born on Mirial, I have small gigs at small dive bars playing my guitar, and my favorite color is probably...

Dimetri would nod at the cooperation that has been made here. It was shockingly smooth how well this was going. Well, a win is a win and the Jedi were making better connections with the planets that work with them. "First Order Facility? That'd be perfect honestly, their defensive setups were...

Pollillus, Neutral Planet, 2000 Hours Dimetri knew this day would come, but for it to happen so quick after Knighthood was a slight surprise. He didn't know the Padawan assigned to him too well, but this was a good opportunity as they were on a political mission to bring Jedi influence to the...

Neutral Planet, 1530 Hours Dimetri had finally made his return to the temple that had been constructed in the past when he visited last. The temple was made from the remains of an outpost that had been long abandoned from the age of the Galactic Empire under Emperor Palpatine. The Mirialan was...

Dimetri turned to Sybella who had asked why the Jedi left originally, and to be honest he hadn't an answer. He knew the war was one they were struggling in when the Sith had control of the Empire. Though now that the Sith have been exiled from the Empire, it seemed they were splitting their...

As Vanya took the lead on introduction, Dim would stand with his drink in one hand and his other on his belt. It was a relaxed approach, but also had the look of business. The Chief took a glance at the pair and then spat at the ground to his right. "Yea I heard a couple Jedi were coming by to...

Dimetri may have saved Dash, but it wouldn't always be that way. The Mirialan felt something with the force in that moment he had never felt before. It was odd. His strength didn't come from himself. It felt as if something, or someone was with him, guiding his every step. 'Luminara?' Sadly he...

When Vanya asked if Dimetri would be on the Council one day he just kinda scratched his head with a facial expression kinda saying "eh" and would give a couple small quiet laughs, "Well, I have a long way to go. The Council is made up of the best and I'm far from. I can only hope to make it...

When the Nightsister grabbed Dim's fist, the Mirialan laughed a little as she shook his fist bump. "Okay we'll work on that." As the two began heading towards the coffee shop, Vanya had the good idea to get them to go, it made sense. They had to speak with the chief and get the plans going for...

In the midst of the argument going back and forth, he heard Vanya speak up. It was a slight shock, but he stood by to hear what she had to say, and it seemed Stazanski as well. When the Nightsister spoke, she made a lot of sense and had worded it in a way that was probably more so an offer one...

Dimetri would do his best to word this in a way that made sense but also carried value. "In the event of a war, Force forbid it happens, Bastion will want willing fighters. Willing fighter who have the equipment to fight armies of force wielding enemies, droids, and troops trained in stealth. If...

Dimetri stood and smile when she said he looked nice, so he returned the compliment, "You as well." Then his eyes back to focusing on the speaker. It seemed obvious he was dreading this meeting now, but he had to make the best of the bad situation. When he turned to see his companion and her...

Ahch-To, Neutral Space, 1430 Hours Dimetri was coming to this planet looking to construct some Jedi Temples, but he wanted to speak with the locals and see if they accepted the Jedi presence and influence spread on the planet. So he was headed to Caretaker Village. Along with him were fellow...

Dimetri would take his hand back after shaking hands. But he would carry on in a good mood setting everything up. "It's good to meet you too Vanya." When she mentioned she was happy he was the diplomatic core, he gave a light chuckle and slightly nodded, "Yea, could you imagine if you got an...

When Dimetri caught word of the situation he would be handling it made sense to him, as he was in fact part of the Diplomatic Core within the Jedi as just a Padawan. Though it was his first Diplomatic experience as the lead. He mostly shadowed the higher ranking members and take note of how they...

Dim had finally gotten to his feet when he noticed Dash had the beast distracted. It was time to get this thing down once and for all. The Mirial ignited his blade once more, the yellow light filling the air around him. But with the Graul's back turned he knew this was it for the beast. A deep...