Group Letous [Nexus Room]
Even as he launched his spear, every instinct beneath the fury screamed in protest. Even as it flew, hands of fates cut short nudging it toward its target, voices warned him away. This place was powerful, a black-red pit in the great current where spirits wandered...
Apparently unconcerned about the other man's general grumpiness and with his catch buried in snow for later- he certainly wasn't going to carry it around- Kane looked toward the mountains that towered above them. Then, all together, one half of his mouth, one of his eyebrows, and one of his...
Varyn's comment about 9-year-olds got a good chuckle out of the Wrean acolyte. He wouldn't exactly know, considering his relative newness, but still. "Then I'll have to be at least good as a 13-year-old!" he declared with a playful grin. "Since that's the distinction." Yeah, he was totally just...
Idly, he wondered why they couldn't at least be crashing into an ocean world. At least then he'd probably be a-ok and not have to trudge around arid nonsense guided by an apparently suicidal pilot. In short, his main regret was everything. Luckily- for Vahliri more than himself- Kane *did* have...
Amber-gold eyes watched the fight carefully, finding their rapid-fire back and forth fascinating. He wasn't used to swords or sabers so much and felt this was a good opportunity for learning something new. Still, he wasn't blind to the amount of tension in the circle of spectators- and he wasn't...
Group Letous [Nexus Room]
Muse Music
Kane's spear ran short of his target, an intangible iron collar snapped around his neck while he pushed forward against it. His snarl was cut short by choking, not getting as close as he wanted, instead tossed pathetically aside toward his right. He twisted...
If Kanaloa had intended to fully join the lightning lesson, one could say he was late. In truth though he'd just wandered toward it to watch after an academy archive thing finished. Frankly, he was a bit annoyed, actually. Apparently, Darth Raze had been in a different part of the archives...
Kane's bad feeling was pretty spot-on based on fucking everything happening just then. The Arcane Master's shouting further reinforced his initial instinct not to trust the woman, solely on principle. Lots of dramatic yelling for a blatant traitor. Very convenient for Kane, whose finger was...
From down the river came the sound of humming in distinctly Wrean tones, octaves sweeping up and down, back and forth. Around the river bend floated a ramshackle wooden raft, slowly rotating as it traveled along the current. There Kanaloa was sat on top, humming away with a branch-made fishing...
"Well, no. They'd be a bandager," Kane replied with an amused smirk. "One who studies and plays piano is a pianist, yes? Wouldn't most Sith academy graduates be duelists then?" It was probably hard to tell how serious this terminological discussion was on the Wrean's part or if it was just some...
Group Letous
Kanaloa basked in the current of sensation and information, more and more becoming used to it all. He found his focus waning unbidden from the directed targets, their silhouettes and colors seeming vaguely familiar. No hint of Killiks around them. The flow of energy in and around...
Group Letous
Kanaloa sank deeper into the Dark Side in and all around him, its great waves and inscrutable eddies running through nerves and veins. The visions shifted further, becoming clearer and more focused, more discerning and specific. There were spirits- none too happy as he'd commented...
He had to try pretty hard not to just start laughing as their dance moves resulted in some random dude getting tail-whipped across the face. This attempt failed completely the second time he got slapped, evening out his face. Kane's laughter shook his shoulders and joined the beat of the music...
Kanaloa listened to the plan outline, looking at nothing in particular and going through his second snack in silence until Vahliri was finished. He didn't seem to have a great deal of commentary, limiting it one statement. "Best not to underestimate defenders," followed by crumpling up his bag...
Kane waggled his eyebrows a bit at Varyn's squeaky shoe reply, grin still firmly in place. "Just so. I'll have to get the drink later." He rocked slightly and straightened to standing, taking a couple of steps back and giving the Champion a mildly bemused look. "A duelist is someone dueling, no...
Group Letous
Amber-gold eyes gazed around the stone chamber and its symbol-etched with mixed caution and awe, recognizing the language as a Sith dialect appearance if not being able to read it. Kane heard Letous' explanation and turned to look, brows furrowing. Harness your rage? So, be angry...
Group Letous
Kane exhaled softly and followed along with the Arcane Master, spear arranged vertically at his right side and out of the way. As they descended the stairs, growing darker and cooler he removed his goggles and adjusted his mask vents, allowing scents in on the air. The Wrean was...
The idea of putting a bunch of vital systems in broad wings seemed weird to Kane, but then again he wasn't a ship designer. "There's no grace to it." Hmming vaguely, he popped another flaming hot corn snack into his mouth. Cronch, cronch, munch.
That sound slowed, then paused completely when...
Kane couldn't decide if the Champion's explanation was practical or not. He wasn't really that familiar with 'kyber' but becoming one with your weapon sounded similar to what the spear teachers said. With a silent determination that it was probably magic he consciously removed the semi-skeptical...
Kanaloa had never heard of this 'Thule' planet until he was picked to go to it for some fuck-forsaken reason. That part wasn't his deal, he burned through books and random articles pretty often. The Wrean's principal personal problem was with the word Arid. Wasn't fond of it being in the wikinet...