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The Initiate Janus Fawkes spent many an hour in the study halls keeping up with his solo study and training despite lacking a master, this little setback would not stop him rising through the ranks of the Jedi order. He leaned back in his seat and stared at the study terminal before him, On the screen he had a tutorial and a detailed study sheet of the Shi-cho light saber form. He eyes ached from the extended time he had spent studying and familiarizing himself with the many stances and forms of the form in question.

He casually leaned back in his seat looking at the various other students in the study hall quietly working on their own assignments. He let out a sigh before closing his eyes, allowing his consciousness to expand out a little to try pick up the emotions or thoughts of others around him before looking back to his work and sighing,so far he hasn't met anyone besides the Kushiban with a pent up anger. He didn't judge him though, emotions are natural but he didn't hang around him in fear that such anger might escalate to a bad situation, anyhow he must return back to his work he thought while reclining back in his chair

 

[Bubák]

After several hours of trying to write that blasted report on female exploitation, and being absolutely unable to write anything more, Deenar thought it would be a good idea to go for a walk around the Temple to get some ideas what to write. Taking his short wooden staff and blaster pistol, clipping them on his belt, he made his way out of the room and walked directly into the canteen. Hungry brain cannot think. He took some pastry, his hunger didn't require more to die.

Getting his stomach satisfied and brain working, he went to the study halls because there might be some material on the thing he worked on. Walking past few Jedi, he saw a Nautolan looking at a study terminal. Another amphibian! Yes! Deenar immediately realized this was a chance to get a new friend (or enemy, which was more probably) and walked closer. With his left eye looking at the screen, he realized this young Jedi probably wanted to learn something more about Shii-Cho. Kind of a shame Deenar wouldn't be able to help him, due to absence of a lightsaber.

His right eye looked at the Nautolan. Deenar had met some Nautolan on a mission, but he didn't know whether this was him or not. They all looked so similiar! "Hello." He said and bowed to the fellow Jedi. "I am Padawan Deenar Ica. Sorry for my rudeness, but have we met before? You look familiar. Mission on Derra IV?" he asked, still wondering if this was the Nautolan he knew or not.

 

[Insoulent]

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[Jinkies]

[[OOC NOTE: < > Signs means my character is talking in another language]]

The Nautolan only turned his head slightly to the voice of the Mon Cal before speaking, his speech instead of being Galactic basic but to the Mon Cal's native language which his mother taught to him as a child "<I'm Sorry But I have not been on any missions outside of the temple recently so we might not have met, I am Initiate Janus Fawkes>" turning on his seat the face the person adressing him with (naturally) unblinking eyes, a small smile carving his face as he faces the padawan.

Despite being in the temple Janus kept his mental defenses up not wishing for his thoughts or inner feelings to be probed by nosy masters or by other students. Before he spoke again he examined the Padawan closely taking in his physical appearance and posture, memorizing them while staying cautious as he had not yet decided if the padawan will or wont be a potential threat to him, He would extend his hand out to the padawan a gesture for a hand shake "<Its nice to meet you>"

 

[Insoulent]

Arkantos had spent most of the morning doing his morning routine. He was back at home. As close as anything he had to a home, that was. He had recently just come back from the mobile training temple, the Light of the Force, and from visiting the other Jedi Temples. It was a nice little tour for the Jedi, and got to experience a lot of Jedi, and came back with a brand new perspective on his fellow Jedi.

He had already pushed himself to his physical limit this morning though, and decided it was time to return to the study room, and finalize some leads he had on ancient Jedi temples, and what better place to look than the original Jedi Temple. He made his way through the Jedi study room, and sat in a chair, though he didn't get to even catch his breath and enjoy sitting, when he heard a loud sigh. He smirked, knowing the all-too-familiar sigh. The one that had followed some time studying. The frustrated sigh. He turned around, seeing that maybe he could help out, though he noticed someone had already beat him there. A Mon Calamari. Wait, Deenar? He had just left on a course on that floating Jedi Academy, and Deenar was his partner there. He smiled, it would be nice to talk with him.

Walking up to the two, "I don't mean to interrupt. Deenar, nice to see you again. I have to apologize, haha." Arkantos let out with a panicked laugh, while rubbing the back of his head with some embarrassment, remembering that back at the LotF, Arkantos had quite some trouble with the Force Power, and Deenar was his partner back then. Then noticed the group hovering over the Shii-Cho form. "My name's Arkantos, Arkantos Rajax. Sorry for interrupting, couldn't help but hear your sigh, figured you might need some help, but Deenar beat me to the punch." he said, to the nautolan sitting down. "And if it's Lightsaber combat, you can only learn so much in a study room. Maybe a change of scenery is in order? The combat rooms would be a perfect choice. I can help out, Shii-Cho is a very important building block for any Lightsaber duelist." Arkantos said, lending his hand to the nautolan, should he need it.

 

[Bubák]

Although Deenar was a little bit disappointed this wasn't the Nautolan he had fought alongside with against slavers, he appreciated that he decided to speak in Mon Calamarian, but the teenage Mon Cal saw no reason for it. Basic was the universal language, and should be used as often as possible, unless the Nautolan would like to say something private or secret, like where to get a real lightsaber, for example. Still, the fishy amphibian smiled at the other amphibious Jedi with his right eye. Not like the Nautolan would be able to see that, but Deenar sometimes forgot to smile with his mouth when not dealing with humans. "Nice to meet you, Janus. Normally, I would have offered you a friendly spar to practice our skills in Shii-Cho, but as you see," Deenar tapped with his fingers on the wooden staff hanging on his belt, "I am not allowed to have a lightsaber."

The Mon Calamari boy felt something familiar, so turning his left eye to look to that direction, he saw a human male. Normally, he would have no idea who that was, as they all looked exactly the same, but he remembered this one. Arkantos Rajax, the human who had attended Master Ashara's lesson and joined his mind with Deenar. The Padawan remembered his grey eyes, but most of all, his Force presence. He didn't consider Arkantos his friend, not yet at least, but they joined their minds together, despite the human's inexperience, and practiced Force Meld, which somehow made Deenar easily remember his Force presence and also made him like Arkantos, or Ark, as Deenar called him.

Smiling at the human, remembering to properly twist his mouth so he could understand it, Deenar turned his head to Arkantos. "Nice to see you! No need to apologize for that, as I said, I nearly fainted during my first time." He said with a slight chuckle before looking at Ark with both of his eyes. "Maybe we could help this young Jedi with his lightsaber skill, what do you say?" he asked, and before anyone could say something, he continued, "We will join our minds and show him how effective Force Meld can be! No, of course not. That would be unfair. How about me and Janus here against you, Ark? Because of a Dark sided Kushiban Initiate, I only have a wooden stick, which I have no idea how to fight with, so it would be fair. What do you think?"

 

[Jinkies]

Janus turned his head to the male approaching them, taking in his appearance and posture as he walked forward and the offer to help his work on his shi-cho, the nautolan nodded at the request snapping back to galactic basic "I would be delighted to train with Another if it means practicing my shi-cho although the study is mainly a stepping stone for my trials it would be good to take a break" he paused to think for a second about his trials and large ammount of training he would have to do in preparation with out without a master.standing he would adjust his belt, his training saber attached to the right side "Although I warn you I may be an initiate but I'm no rookie when it comes to combat" chuckling he casually strolled to the entrance of the study hall before turning "I think i know where we can find a vacant training room"

Janus thought about what he wanted to do with his training and intended not to be in it just to be in the front lines, he wanted to shape the future of future apprentices with knowledge and experience he gained on his own and not just the biased teaching and opinions of the council although silent sigh of relief to be having a break from the hours of study he wanted to get in more practical exercise in before he became to rusty or to out of shape

 

[Amon]

Amon was visiting the temple on Tython. He was usually at the temple on Coruscant but there were some things we wanted to check out and Tython had the best records. There was a long wait for a terminal so he decided to go train while waiting. Walking to the training rooms Amon found an empty one and went in. Sitting in the center of the room the young Nautolan started meditating.

Amon was deep in his meditation. He had an unusual habit of meditating with his eyes open. Stretching out with the force Amon began to feel around outside the room. He could feel lots of people but amongst them all Amon felt something familiar. It must have been a person he met before but he couldn't sense more than that.

Amon tried to focus harder on the familiar presence but he was still unable to make it out clearly. He could tell that whoever it was was getting closer. His answer would be answered shortly so Amon stopped focusing and let the force flow back into himself.

 

[Insoulent]

Arkantos nodded, noticing the Nautolan speaking upon his trials. Like many other Initiates and Padawans, they were are striving to become Jedi Knights. Official Jedi, in the eyes of the Galaxy. Those who stood for Justice, and Peace. It was a respectable path to many in the Galaxy, but the Jedi had many enemies and those who doubted their motives. But, either way, the Jedi persevered as a whole. Arkantos smiled as the Nautolan made his declaration, while following him as he led the three to a training room. "We'll it'll be a friendly match, unless I lose." he said jokingly.

As the group came into the spot where Janus moved them to, he noticed yet another nautolan in the middle of the room. Could this have been some secret room used by only the nautolans in the Jedi Order? He hoped not, and almost giggled at the thought, though he did nod to the fellow Jedi in the room. "Oh, another opponent, maybe?" the Jedi then let out, he said while making his way into the training room.

 

[Bubák]

Deenar rolled his large blue eyes. Was everyone in the Temple except him a good fighter? He smiled at the thought, at least he was a healer, and thus had an excuse so he wouldn't have to go to war. Unless his Master would drag him there to heal wounded soldiers and Jedi. Kriff. Maybe he should be a cook? He decided to try cooking something with the Force laters in his room, just in case it would result in an explosion.

Following Arkantos, he wondered if he really should join the sparring match. His combat skills were terrible compared to other Force users, a reason wanted to become a healer, and Janus seemed confident in his abilities. Maybe he could repeat the infamous tactic "shoot at the combatants with the blaster" like he did last time when someone wanted to fight.

Suddenly, Deenar felt familiar presence. Entering the room, he saw another Nautolan. "There you are!" said Deenar to the sitting Nautolan. Finally finding him, the teenager quickly looked at both Janus and Amon and compared them. He could see the difference when he saw both of them at the same time, but there was no way he would recognize them later. At least Arkantos was the only human there, which was weird, as humans were everywhere.

 

[Amon]

Amon watched as the door to the training room opened. He saw three people standing there; a Human, another Nautolan, and a Mon Calamari. Wait a minute, a Mon Calamari? Taking a closer look Amon knew it was Deenar. This was confirmed when he spoke to Amon. "Hey there Deenar. How are you" Amon asked smirking a bit. Amon stood up and walked closer to the group. Turning his attention to the human who just spoke Amon nodded back. "Another opponent? If you guys don't mind, then sure. I could use some practice" Amon said.

Amon glanced from the Human to the Nautolan and held out his hand. "Where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Amon. It's a pleasure to meet you" Amon said. He was always glad to meet new people.

 

[Jinkies]

"Hi my name is Janus Fawkes" the initiate said to the other nautolan taking his hand in a firm grip before shaking then allowing his hand to drop back to his side. " we could split into teams of two or do a one on one spar each if you prefer a cleaner fight" staring round at the training room for a moment taking in the size and round shape of the room. He would briefly walk along to the center before stopping in the center unclipping his training saber in his hand before letting his arm to his side with the saber in his grip, not igniting it.

The Nautolan would turn to the group in a swift turn of his heel, he hoped he wouldn't forget his training before the duels started or he would be in trouble, racking his brains the initiate was already devising some tactics for the oncoming spars even though he was not familiar with the other boys fighting techniques he would soon but at this point he would try his best to win

 

[Insoulent]

"Pleasure to meet you, I'm Arkantos!" the Jedi stated, as he bowed to the fellow Initiate. He liked the two nautolans, they seemed eager. "Well, I don't think Deenar can be much of a challenge with his staff against a Lightsaber, I could be your opponent." Arkantos said, as he moved to the middle of the room. "I mean, unless you guys want to object?" Arkantos said, while turning to the other two.

"We can tag each other out when we're tired, or outmaneuvered." the Jedi continued, "Or we can make it interesting and have a free for all." he said, as he unclipped his training Lightsaber. "This could be a good way to see the applications of our lightsaber styles." the Jedi said, continuing, "I am a Shien and Djem So practitioner myself." the Jedi said, as he moved his body to the beginning stance of Shien, though used the unorthadox stance, having a reverse grip on the hilt. He kept the blade unignited, waiting to see what the group was willing to do.

 

[Bubák]

"Hey, don't count me out of fight yet." The Mon Calamari Padawan said, "I can fight with this staff, just not against you, Ark, as I know only Shii-Cho form. I guess we all know only the first form, except you, buddy." He smiled at the human. The amphibious teenager knew Force weapon, a power that allowed him to imbue the Force into his weapon, so he could block an attack from a real lightsaber. He thought everyone in this group had a training lightsaber anyway, so it didn't matter, maybe except Arkantos, but the human could power it down to training level. Deenar unfortunately "forgot" to mention DL-18 blaster pistol hanging on his belt, hidden under his brown cloak. He would give them all a nice surprise.

Still on a the same place, he patiently waited for the others to speak. The blasted staff kept pulling his throusers down, so he unclipped it from his belt and helt it in his right hand, leaving his left hand open for the wonder machine, as Deenar called his blaster. Although his DL-18 was an average and common blaster, he got used to it. Stunning enemies from a safe distance proved to be fun.

 

[Jinkies]

"I have been working solely on Niman hence why i need to work on my shii-cho but free for all Sounds good" facing the human he would take a stance positioning his lightsaber arm raise in front of him to chest height the saber in his grip facing downwards and his left arm tucked in, his flat palm facing outwards to the human. He had been meaning to test this custom form no matter how unorthodox it was to the style of combat he was using. his hand hovering close to the ignition switch of his lightsaber not wanting to be the first to ignite and attack waiting to anticipate his opponents

"Lets try to keep this match friendly and gore free" he said with a small smile waiting for the groups confirmation. He quickly devised a strategy that would hopefully win him the match but the humans possible skill in form V worried him immensely knowing he would prove to be a hard opponent to defeat in a spar.

 

[Amon]

"The pleasure is all mine" Amon said bowing first to Janus then to Arkantos. Turning to Arkantos as he spoke Amon smirked. He had seen Deenar in action before and it wasn't something to underestimate. Though before Amon could say anything Deenar spoke up.

Amon started making a mental note as everybody said what forms they knew. Arkantos used the Shien and Djem So forms while both Deenar and Janus used Shii-Cho, like he did. He also made a note that Janus could use the Niman form. "Interesting. I also use the Shii-Cho form" Amon said. He drew his training saber and like the others he did not ignite it yet.

"So are we going with free-for-all or teams" Amon asked. He was fine with it either way but it would definitely help to know. "Sounds like a good idea" Amon said to Janus. He glanced from Janus to Arkantos to Deenar and back again waiting for something to happen.

 

[Jinkies]

"Then if we are all agreed on free for all then please take your places" gesturing for them tov take or their battle positions and draw weapons if they had any. He looked from Arkantos to Deenar and finally to the young nautolan amon deducing which to take on first allowing the force to flood through his body and limbs as he waited for the first to attack him

" Are we doing the bow thing before we start the spar" he asked the group knowing this to be a common courtesy between combatants before they dueled although some of his previous duels did not start that way as such but letting down his guard to early would be his downfall. His stomach twisted as he tried to keep a calm demenour "its not mandatory but its your call guys if you want to be formal" he liked the formality's for some of jedi's activity but some seem a bit to over the top for his taste

 

[Bubák]

So Janus knew Niman and now held his lightsaber like a drunken Gamorrean. Deenar didn't recognize that form, but it looked ineffective and funny. Still, probably not something to underestimate, as he remembered some Shien practicioners held their lightsabers like retards too, and how much they kicked ass! The Mon Cal very much disliked the idea of fighting against everyone else, especially when others were much more experienced.

"Yes, free for all. Ha. I'll withdraw from this. I cannot fight against such advanced fighters with a stick. Not even with a lightsaber, actually." He said and walked back to the door, so everyone would understand he had no intention of beating them with his wooden staff. He decided to shoot the last person standing when everyone else would be defeated. There were many ways of winning the sparring match, and as he had learned, no move was too dirty not to be used. Despite this attidue, he still thought it was polite to bow to his opponents, so he quickly bowed and got ready. His blaster still rested on his belt, hidden under his brown cloak, but Deenar prepared himself to pull it out when the time comes. They did not know that, though.

 

[Amon]

Amon bowed to everyone and then took several steps back so he was facing everybody and was a safe starting distance away from them. He entered the Shii-Cho stance and grabbed his training blade. Igniting the blade Amon revealed it was a bright green color. Despite being the first to ignite his lightsaber Amon did not make the first move.

Amon watched as everyone took their respective stances. A free-for-all with this many people would definitely prove to be interesting. He was interested in seeing how this would play out.

 

[Jinkies]

Janus bowed back to the nautolan barely rising before running to Amon with a burst of force speed turning his lightsaber in his hand to ignite it revealing a glowing purple blade stopping only before the nautolan spinning on his heels to deliver diagonal blows to his left side and then to his right leg the blade carving through the air like a fluid stream of light. He had an advantage of dexterity and speed over brute strength but he may not be able to hold himself against the human and his style of fighting but he would not go down so easily

He made sure to keep his eye on the human and defiantly the Mon Cal in case he chose to jump in the fray and them off while they were distracted although Janus was not worried about his staff against the training sabers but he would never let down his guard down even for an easy fight with the padawan. He would need to combine what he knew of Niman but for now he would stick to Shii-Cho for now until the fight got more intense. the adrenaline ran through his veins as he moved and the surrounding environment around him seem to slow down slightely as he moved​