Open Starlight Forces & Fluxes

[Blodeuwedd]

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Echoes of Starlight

B L O D E U W E D D

Amidst the rhythmic hums and mechanical symphony that played within the vast hangar of Starlight Station, Blodeuwedd stood, his feathery head tilting slightly to one side as his keen eyes scanned the starship before him. In the dim light, the rich gleam of his orange lightsaber's hilt peeked through his specialized Jedi robe, almost like an emblem signifying his unique blend of tradition and innovation.

With his triple-jointed legs, he gracefully moved among the ship's intricate systems, reaching up and down with an agile dance that only a Gozzo could perform. The silvery threads of the Force flowed effortlessly through him, guiding his hands and tools with a precision that even the most adept of engineers would envy.

"I believe the flux capacitor's alignment is slightly off. Let me adjust it," Blodeuwedd murmured to himself, his voice as soft as the rustle of his feathers. Using the Force, he delicately manipulated the minute components inside the machinery, feeling the ebb and flow of energy realigning itself. The ship's engine responded with a contented purr, echoing the satisfaction Blodeuwedd felt at that moment.

The rich scent of lubricant, mixed with the slight tang of ozone, filled the air. Blodeuwedd breathed deeply, appreciating the environment that so perfectly matched his inherent nature. Around him, Jedi engineers collaborated, the harmonious blending of their varied skills evident in their shared dedication to their craft.

However, as Blodeuwedd reached into one of his many robe pockets, retrieving a miniature holo-projector, a shadow of doubt crossed his mind. Was his continuous integration of science and the Force enhancing or diluting the age-old Jedi teachings? The soft whirr of the projector distracted him momentarily as it displayed the schematics of a complex subsystem. He studied it intently, allowing the rhythm of his thoughts to align with the rhythm of the ship's heart.

Each tool he touched became an extension of his senses, each mechanical challenge an opportunity to further unify the physical and metaphysical realms. Still, the weight of tradition loomed over him, a constant reminder of the delicate balance he sought. Lost in the depth of his work and reflections, the ever-present hum of the hangar receded to the background.
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[Levet Vizsla]

Levet's legs squirmed as they were thrust up into the air by the padawan. He was head first in his cockpit and trying to adjust something underneath one of the dashboards. A spark caused the young Jedi to reflexively wince singularly but he didn't flinch again at the second spark or third. The Mandalorian got the correct wiring eventually and without injuring himself aside from a pinched finger.

The V-19 torrent starfighter was half painted and several panels had been removed from the fuselage to access internal components. Levet was not a pilot, not yet anyways. But this requisitioned interceptor would prove to be the padawans entrance into the subject. Unlike Levet, a nearby feathered peer by the name of Blodeuwedd seemed to be more taken with the interstellar transport than he was.

Set apart from the starfighter were the pieces for a heavy deflector screen. The power draw was unavoidable it seemed but the modification was doable. The did not mean it was going to be easy or quick for Levet to accomplish. Still he saw it as a challenge he needed to overcome. Once again he pulled up the schematics of the T-19 and went over the different known quirks and glitches the ship was known to have.

After another moment he made a realization that it was probably not his ship but rather the part he was using. The heavy deflector screen was taken from a mining vessel and the field needed to be calculate for the starfighter's size difference. After running another diagnostic it seemed like he would have better results if he kept on this course.

Levet found himself staring at his counterpart occupying the neighboring spot in the temple's hangar. The visored head of the padawan tilted to the side in curiosity and looked at the ship Blodeuwedd was working on. Even the sound of the starships idling engines sounded healthier than Levet's. He did not want to interrupt but instead sat cross legged and raised a hand to his helmeted chin. Maybe just watching him would give the Mandalorian some insight to his tricks.

 

[Blodeuwedd]

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F O R C E S_&_F L U X E S
Echoes of Starlight

B L O D E U W E D D

Blodeuwedd sensed the watchful gaze of his fellow padawan before he turned his head to meet it. The harmonics of the Force allowed him to feel the pulses of curiosity and mild frustration emanating from the Mandalorian, resonating in sync with the subtle hum of the V-19's engines. Eyes narrowing thoughtfully, Blodeuwedd tilted his head, matching the other padawan's curious tilt. With a light, agile step, he hopped over to the Mandalorian's starfighter.

Even from a distance, he could sense the raw potential in the vessel, though it buzzed with a dissonance indicative of the misaligned components and unfamiliar modifications.

"You're trying to integrate the heavy deflector screen from a mining vessel, aren't you?" Blodeuwedd observed, his voice a gentle, melodic chime, contrasting the other padawan's more mechanical demeanor. "It's a noble endeavor, but the energetic resonance of such components varies significantly from those crafted for combat vessels."

Extending a delicate, feathered hand towards the ship, Blodeuwedd closed his eyes briefly. The Force coursed through him, granting him an intimate understanding of the ship's internal dynamics. The juxtaposition of ancient Jedi teachings and his intrinsic technological knowledge guided him in discerning the subtle imbalances.

He opened his eyes, and with a slight smile, turned to face the Mandalorian. "The power draw is intensive, but if you could reroute the energy flow through a secondary conduit and recalibrate the shield emitter's frequency, you might harmonize the ship's existing systems with the modified screen."

The other padawan's helmet hid his facial expressions, but the thoughtful pause was telling. Blodeuwedd, always eager to learn and share, added, "And perhaps, we could collaborate? Your resourcefulness with unconventional parts and my affinity for machinery might yield some intriguing results."

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[Hiraya Manawari]

Hiraya didn't know - as his mother typically commented - jack shit about flying a ship (at least not yet), even more so doing mechanic stuff. But nothing and no one could deter him from traipsing down the hallways of Starlight Station and into the space station's vast hangar, carmine eyes wide with curiosity and wonder as he watched the mechanics do their thing.

Today, however, he dragged his feet, one hand rising to stifle a tired yawn as he stumbled into the hangar. Clad in a pair of black baggy shirt and sweatpants, and flip flops so red it hurt even his eyes to stare at them, the young Tiefling peeked at the sentients across the vast hall. He huffed, feeling rather timorous at the prospect of barging in so rowdily like the usual, when he caught sight of a certain Orcolan pilot who reprimanded him the other day for sneaking into her ship. How could she blame him, really, when he heard her colleagues talk about the Cyber Cat she kept as a pet in there?

His P9-H1 Bunbun, Itty Bitty, let out a bright chirp to distract him from his shyness. Then, as if testing his confidence today, the droid hopped off of his shoulder and set a daring course across the hangar.

"Hey!"

The Tiefling's loud, melodic voice cut through the sounds of idle chatter and hum of machinery that dominated the wide space. Without hesitation he chased after his wayward droid, zipping and dodging past personnel with a loud and carefree laugh as they either chuckled or snapped at his antics. Hiraya kept his gaze on Itty Bitty, a wide grin on his face throughout the chase. The droid ducked and weaved past long legs and bits of machinery, then made a rather majestic leap from the floor and up towards a pair of individuals who appeared to be in the middle of a discussion. Her photoreceptors honed in on the Gozzo and made a beeline for the Padawan before stopping by his legs.

Chirping and beeping happily, Itty Bitty then sought to command attention, making Hiraya's face flush with embarrassment when he finally caught up to the troublesome droid.

"Ah, now you've done it!" the Tiefling lightly admonished his droid as he caught his breath, huffing and brushing away white strands of hair that fell to his eyes. His tail swished in agitation behind him, his gaze flickering between the Gozzo and the Mandalorian. "Sorry, Itty's a bit naughty for a medical droid-"

Crimson eyes widened when he realized that the pair were seemingly working on their respective ships. An excited sparkle brightened his gaze, interest piqued at the prospect of learning something new today (even if he wouldn't be able to absorb all of them at the moment).

"You're working on ships? Cool!" he exclaimed, glancing between the two Padawans.

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[Levet Vizsla]

Levet's attention was noticed by Blodeuwedd who quickly asked the fellow padawan a question. The young Mandalorian nodded and let out a nasally sigh indicating his frustration. "Yeah." His gazed turned to glance at the ship as the feathery friend made an accurate guess. "...uh. Right." But that did not change his situation.

The Gozzo Jedi began to connect with the Torrent starfighter and its parts. The Mandalorian watched quietly until they pulled away with new insight. Levet could learn a thing or two from Blodeuwedd. He nodded again but a bit more enthusiastically now that there was mention of a possible solution.

Getting up from his crosslegged possessition Levet was in motion now that he had a direction. "Right. Right! That makes total sense! I need to just one to work for the other, I need each piece to work with eachother. Evenly distribute and ease the strain..." He trailed off as he began setting up the secondary conduit. He paused and wondered if he should try with a third redistribution due to the ships design but that was something he could try if the duplexing did not work.

Blodeuwedd was not done though and mentioned collaboration. The armored teenager turned back towards his feathered counterpart. "Oh yeah of course. Thanks. Sorry, I'm just really excited to get my own ship." in his excitement he realized he may have been rude. "I mostly know tractors and farm equipment." He shrugged to let them know how much of a novice he was when it came to starships.

The springy hops of a rabbit shaped droid interrupted the Mandalorian from saying anything more. Even the teenage boy had to admit the creature was cute. "Hello there." He said to the mechanically eared rabbit. Raising his gaze he saw the feet of the droid's master and looked over the newly arrived Tiefling. "You know much about starships?" He asked the fellow padawan. "I'm Padawan Levet Vizsla by the way. Nice to meet you." He gave a little wave to the bunny specifically.

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