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"DAD! WHAT THE KRIFF!" Arhena pushed past Venatus and immediately started healing the security guard he'd thrown down the stairs. The bruise wasn't bad, but still, that was completely uncalled for! Turning on his heels, he looked over his father with a sense of annoyance. Why is it that...

You smug sonova- He inhaled hard. There it was again. That lingering flame that felt like it wanted to burst out of his chest and attack Kravos on it's own will. Arhena was trying desperately not to do something stupid, but all he could remember was this man's name. Aliyah wanted to find him...

A gentle grin cracked his features as the Basadi replied to his little quip. Again, he was half-joking and half-serious, knowing full well some of his fellow spacers wouldn't hesitate to put a few bolts in the back of his head given the chance. Arhena would love nothing more than to trust them...

I think it's pretty clear we're on opposing sides... Thrash, don't push him... Now, Arhena didn't like deception, and he didn't like betraying anyone. He realized, however that his thoughts had to be on the present situation, not what could happen days down the line. They still had a chance to...

...When a shadow drifted northward, just a shadow, nothing more. No one noticed that the shadows grew all darker than before... Though nobody was noticing it at the time, as the priest spoke the Jedi's face grew paler and paler from within the cloak. These sort of Dark Side sects, largely prone...

The freighter's alarms began burring as red warnings started to prompt all across the holoscreens. Those scavenger droids were tearing the back of the Rustbucket apart, the freighter was almost pulling into a corkscrew because of it. He didn't have a choice, he needed to land, and it wouldn't be...

But yet what had the Dark Lord expected from the seventeen years old kid he'd strapped to a torture device? The wisdom of a Jedi Master? The serenity of someone who'd reached inner peace? There was no wisdom of rational thinking behind his actions at present, he was driven by a very different...

...Oooookayyyyyy. You're going to? He wasn't used to people treating him with any sort of respect. Nor was he used to people treating the Jedi with any degree of respect, knowing well most people saw them as dangerous. The little quips that passed between the two of them were lost on him, it...

This would be a rather short life, it appeared. Dragged from Tanaab after surrendering, as any Jedi would, to save the life of his partner. Though he couldn't describe the treatment given to him by the Empire as fair, he couldn't yet say it had been unduly harsh. Though he got the ghist it was...

Why is everyone staring at me? Oh - lightsaber... His hand dropped the instant the girl said she was okay, clipping the weapon to his belt. She had said her name... Loa. That sounded familiar for some reason, he'd heard it mentioned before but he couldn't remember when. So much had happened...

"Unprovoked? You've killed by the score, Sithspawn-" Arhena stopped short. This is exactly what they wanted. He was angry, he wanted nothing more than to lash out and take them both on. Even on his own, he had enough skills to survive, maybe even take one of them out with him before he died...

Mom, what did you get me into this time? This was another one of those situations were Arhena was just out of his element. The third time this week alone he'd been called to run around the Galaxy for some reason or another, although this time was a much stranger situation. His mother, Marion...

Girls, girls, girls... The Hapes Consortium, a namesake derived from Hapes, just so happened to be very similar to the matriarchy under which he was raised. Which is to say, this was really weird on levels he hadn't expected. Being a male Jedi on this assignment placed him in a really...

Arhena's eyebrow flitted upwards at Thrash's unusually volatile undertone. It was concerning, just a little bit, but this wasn't really the place or time to be questioning each other's motives. Though he did note to mention it later, maybe to someone who'd actually have a chance asking her...

He supposed if everything was to go to hell immediately, he was pleased he had decided to come. Thrash, though a brave Shadow, seemed to have placed herself in a situation that could basically be described as death, with some more death on top of that death. However, he was not only present and...

Arhena tried to call out to Thrash before she began her mad charge to the landing platform towards the two Sith, alone, but he was way too late for that. She'd already asked him to use the element of surprise and blast the Sith Dame away with his pistol. He didn't want her running in alone like...

So, this was the place. Arhena had been deployed on a secretive mission by none other than the likes of his fellow Knights Lucian Volante and Albert Penumbris. Something about a derelict shipyard deploying extreme defenses against them. Of course, that was all they managed to get across through...

What a somber day. He'd heard of all three of these Knights, each of them were said to be amazing at what they did, some of them were almost legends in their own right. And all three of them, snuffed out like a candle in a hurricane... lights that burnt brightest, snuffed by the shadow's ever...

He had never met the man, nor the Twi'lek that voiced her disapproval. He didn't understand what was going on, but he gathered from the way she was acting and talking that she'd lost someone. He would be lying if he said he hadn't seen this before, he'd seen the same reactions in many people...

Well, it seems he'd hit a soft spot. The Pantoran probably didn't realize he noticed the annoyed look that little scene garnered. Was it true that it had been reckless? Of course, however he didn't give away their position. An honest accident that the young Jedi did not intend to repeat, though...