Veritas et Lux
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I was once like a doll,
their will, hands tugging at my strings,
my mouth stitched shut, no say at all,
my life an artist's clay, form me into anything.
Oh no, it is forever a lucid black horse,
that burns onto eyelids;
it clings to my memory without remorse,
it seems that I cannot, I'm just too delicate.
But like a doll, you soon forget,
and leave me lying in wait,
come back to pick up where you left off,
but you don't really realize that every time you do: I change.
Freedom isn't really free,
your salvation is only on course
pay the taxes, the fines, the fees,
find peace within the force:
New life brings,
What old life leaves.
their will, hands tugging at my strings,
my mouth stitched shut, no say at all,
my life an artist's clay, form me into anything.
Oh no, it is forever a lucid black horse,
that burns onto eyelids;
it clings to my memory without remorse,
it seems that I cannot, I'm just too delicate.
But like a doll, you soon forget,
and leave me lying in wait,
come back to pick up where you left off,
but you don't really realize that every time you do: I change.
Freedom isn't really free,
your salvation is only on course
pay the taxes, the fines, the fees,
find peace within the force:
New life brings,
What old life leaves.
Present Day
Ahto City, Manaan.
She fired up the engines and she departed as soon as she could, without a word, wanting nobody to find her.
Three weeks ago...
Jedi temple on Coruscant
"The council has recognized your petition to be accepted into the Order Of The Jedi. We recognize that you are over the age of a youngling and therefore have come to the council in for our favor and acceptance." An older looking wise man sitting in the middle of the half circle made up of the council members spoke. He spoke soft and calmly, it was soothing to Misha. However, with every word he shook Misha's will. He was something that she always wanted to be, to her he was a god.
"We have decided that we will accept you as a Jedi hopeful, Misha. You will travel to Tython when you are ready and you will live your life as a Jedi, training as a padawan under your master."
"My master?" Misha had asked only because she didn't know whether or not to think that she already had a master or if she had to find one.
"Your master has already chosen you and will greet you upon arrival to the Jedi Enclave there. Make sure to take care of any unsettled business before departing to the Tython system, because if you do not than you will not have the chance to until you are done with your training as a padawan."
"Yes master, thank you master." Misha bowed to the council and turned to leave.
"Lots of unfinished business that one has."
"Beep beep" "Beep beep" her comm chimed in. It was her father. She felt the pressure on her shoulders and the tension in her chest fade in, it was almost like she didn't have them for a second rather than just forgetting about them. She stood outside under a terrace, the dry smoggy air of Coruscant could be seen while looming over the city on the high rise of the Temple. "Beep beep" she answered it.
"Hello daddy!" she said with a fake tone that suggested she was having the time of her life.
"Misha, have you landed in Ahto City yet?" he never asked, he always probed. Whether it was a question or not, he wasn't ever looking for an answer, he wanted details and he always seemed so polite about it.
"No daddy! I stopped in the Coruscant system to do some shopping. Styles on Manaan are different than the styles on Alderaan and the systems in the mid-rim. Core systems have different everything and if i'm going to be ahead I need a whole new wardrobe! I can't walk around Manaan wearing something that even slightly suggests that I'm from a backwater planet. I'd die!" she had him where she wanted him. Funding large shopping expeditions made up for the lack of time invested into actually being around for her.
"O- Oh, well okay than sweetheart, whatever makes you happy. But you know that if you don't sign in to the university by tomorrow your mom and I wouldn't be the happiest politicians in the galaxy. Late fees aren't necessary if you just try to keep track of your time, okay?"
"Okay daddy, of course."
"Alright sweetheart, well I have to go take care of some paperwork now okay?"
"Okay, have fun, bye!" "Click"
She knew he would check up on her, that both of them would. It didn't matter, she was done with plans set out before her and she would slip right out from under their noses. They wouldn't stop her. Not now.
Present day
The Baby-Blue
Misha sat at the bar while the ship was on auto-pilot. The humming hyper-drive, the lights to the ship, the computers, the droids, the metal polyhedron moving in space. Was it really moving? Was the universe moving around it? The tropical music of Sylaria created a nice atmosphere. The smoke, an ember in the ship. Green plants from tribal planets, the delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol, it was thought provoking and forced extreme appreciation for her own thoughts, her life, and better yet what was to come. It would be her last time bathing in a debauch like this. Misha looked over to the bar stool beside her. The Gizka, fluffy, seemed to be almost as calm and intoxicated as she was.
The thought of the force having a will intrigued Misha, it always had. Was it an invisible force? Or was it just a force that interacted between dimensions? She always wondered but never doubted it. It wouldn't be for another standard thirteen hours before she could take it off of auto-pilot and maneuver in to land on Tython, she had time to burn and to think. Thinking about all that had happened in the last week, all the events in the last few years, no as far back as she could truly remember, that brought her here. It wasn't irrational, it was determined by the will of the force before I could even decide to have a say in it. She thought back...
Eleven Years Ago
The Garden.
The Garden.
Gardener, why do you tend to the garden everyday?" Misha asked curiously.
The gardener looked down to her."Because that is my job Misha. Why do you ask?" his smooth voice floated across the air.
Misha drew a blank gaze."Well why is it your job? What do you do to the garden?" she was just curious and these kind of questions weren't uncommon with eight year olds.
"Misha, let me show you. The plants, you see they sit in the sun, all day long without a care in the world. My job is to make sure that they grow up to be look beautiful outside of your house." the man was down on his knees, trowel in one of his gloved hands and the other one on Misha's shoulder, speaking to the small inquisitive girl that he'd grown fond of.
"How do you make them grow up to be beautiful? Won't they grow up to be beautiful anyways?" Turning to him, plucking at the petals of a small white flower. Her face was serious. She just didn't understand.
"Well of course they would Misha, but tending to the flowers makes me happy because I can make the plants happy." it wasn't the answer Misha expected, and telling from the blank face the small girl was making, he knew he'd have to explain. He didn't mind though, he enjoyed talking with the girl.
"How do you make them happy? How can plants be happy? I don't understand. Why do you need to be here for them to be happy and beautiful and grow up healthy?"
"What? You don't want me here?-" he joked.
"- You see Misha, the force flows through all living things, through everything, and every action that takes place. Even these small plants. They may not say anything or walk, but they are alive and the force flows through them, and even though the force flows through them. The force itself isn't just enough. Each and everyone of them deserve to be cherished so that they will grow beautiful with strong stalks and colorful petals. The force guides us and we use the force through all of our actions. It guides us as we grow just like it does these plants, but it doesn't just sustain us or connect us all, it can be used by us and all things too. The motives and purposes behind the things that we do or use the force for determine the outcome of the actions. Do you understand that it's not that I tend to the garden everyday, Misha, but it's that I tend to to the garden with love and honesty everyday." The gardener explained and Misha listened. She understood and she never looked at the gardener, or the plants, or anything else for that matter the same ever again. She always took care in how she treated everything, whether it was alive or not, and everything that she did. If the reason why we do things affects what happens she just wanted to do things to be good.
Five Years Later.
The Garden.
The Garden.
"The force huh?" His words shook Misha's attention.
"Oh, heh. Well, I'm interested in the force and I knew a little about the Jedi already, so I got this holo-book to read and maybe learn a little about both." Misha didn't really know too much about the Jedi, just small tales that she had heard from class-mates.
"Well what do you want to know? My father was a Jedi, and I'm sure I could answer some of your questions."
All ears, Misha thought for a second about what to ask. "How do Jedi fight with the force? How do they move it, make it do things?" With the gardener's face, Misha knew she'd get an answer.
"I can't tell you." Misha's face said everything as it fell.
"What? Why not?!"
"Because Misha, my father was a Jedi... And the very same thing you just asked me, I got the same reply from him. I can not tell you for I have the knowledge you seek, and you don't deserve to be kept in the dark about something. Instead of hearing it as words, Misha, I think it would be better if you just saw it, experienced it. Now come on, sit with me under the fruit tree, and I'll show you right here, right now."
Misha was speechless. She would have never thought she would see the force just like a Jedi, especially not now. At the very least she thought that the chances of her, herself of all people, would see the force. It was a magic like no other to her, impossible to reach in her mind. Wasn't it supposed to be invisible? She was thinking at a thousand thoughts per minute. Walking cross the garden to the beautiful fruit tree with the gardener, she could barely contain her excitement. The tree, it was a beautiful entity that illuminated the garden and grew golden, beautiful fruits and flowers. She took a seat next to the gardener on the green grass under the shade of the fruit tree. He made her cross her feet and close her eyes, just like him.
"Close your eyes, Misha, and stare. Stare into the blackness of your eye-lids, Stare into the air outside of your eye-lids, Misha. Listen to my voice, and don't let your mind wander anywhere else. Focus yourself on seeing beyond the galaxy, and instead seeing what lay underneath. The energy that flows through everything, the force. You are force sensitive, Misha. See it, see with it, open your eyes and see the truth that your soul has been starved of." With a sudden opening of her eyes, Misha saw the whole garden using the force. She saw the trees, the water, the grass, the air, the fruits and flowers, the bugs and insects. She saw the force, and her eyes were wide open, yet eyelids were closed. From than on, she was going to create herself, and not let herself be created by anyone else. She would become a Jedi. She saw her parents and herself. She saw them with chisels in hand, carving marble before her. With a rush of emotion, she took the chisels out of her parents hands and ran to the marble to nurture it. She wasn't going to let her life be shaped by the will of anyone else but hers. She would carve out her own life, with her own hands and own soul.
Several Months Ago
The Kitchen
The Kitchen
Right than she knew, she'd do what she had always done, she wouldn't go and she wouldn't let them know about it either. She'd do it on her own and she'd come back to show her success later. For now, she jumped up and down and rejoiced. Besides, she did just get accepted into a university, whether she was going or not.
"Yes! I've been accepted! I need new clothes!"
Present day
The BabyBlue
So here we are. Her parents, left in the dark to do their work like always, the gardener tending to the garden, and Misha: Soaring through space, leaving her chains and shackles behind, towards her new life, where she would be the one to say who she was.
The new beginning to an old story.
NAME: Misha Ivanovna
Parents
father: ambassador for trade rights and intergalactic laws concerning trades of any and all types to and from the alderaanian systems
mother: a veteran judge in the alderaanian systems democratic legislative courts
FACTION: Jedi
RANK:Padawan
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 19
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5.6
WEIGHT: 115.001 ( =3 )
HAIR: Natural fine long dark brown hair down to her shoulders that she wears in many different styles.
EYES: Dark brown
SKIN: Light tan
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Nice butt
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTH: Not very physically strong.
DEXTERITY: Swift, evasive, elusive, and quiet
CONSTITUTION: She's fragile, which forces her to be extra cautious.
INTELLIGENCE: She's very smart and creative, has a good memory, good critical thinking skills, etc.
WISDOM: In addition to her being very smart and creative, she also has good judgement and can apply those thinking skills where they count.
CHARISMA: She has a silver tongue, and can be very motivating because of her nice personality.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Cautious -/+
Intelligent +
Learns fast +
Fear can shake her at times -
Very skillful +
Often can stick out like a sore thumb -/+
Emotional -/+
CREDITS: 1000
GEAR: Arsenal of clothes and Jedi-Padawan Robes. Misha also has a Messenger bag., that she keeps both her double-bladed cyan lightsaber and her single-hilt cyan lightsaber in at all times.
SHIP: Foster's ZxD-94 Cargo frigate.
PETS:Gizka
Parents
father: ambassador for trade rights and intergalactic laws concerning trades of any and all types to and from the alderaanian systems
mother: a veteran judge in the alderaanian systems democratic legislative courts
FACTION: Jedi
RANK:Padawan
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 19
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5.6
WEIGHT: 115.001 ( =3 )
HAIR: Natural fine long dark brown hair down to her shoulders that she wears in many different styles.
EYES: Dark brown
SKIN: Light tan
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Nice butt
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTH: Not very physically strong.
DEXTERITY: Swift, evasive, elusive, and quiet
CONSTITUTION: She's fragile, which forces her to be extra cautious.
INTELLIGENCE: She's very smart and creative, has a good memory, good critical thinking skills, etc.
WISDOM: In addition to her being very smart and creative, she also has good judgement and can apply those thinking skills where they count.
CHARISMA: She has a silver tongue, and can be very motivating because of her nice personality.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Cautious -/+
Intelligent +
Learns fast +
Fear can shake her at times -
Very skillful +
Often can stick out like a sore thumb -/+
Emotional -/+
CREDITS: 1000
GEAR: Arsenal of clothes and Jedi-Padawan Robes. Misha also has a Messenger bag., that she keeps both her double-bladed cyan lightsaber and her single-hilt cyan lightsaber in at all times.
SHIP: Foster's ZxD-94 Cargo frigate.
PETS:Gizka
named fluffy.
PERSONALITY: Misha is a very smart person, and can be easy going and fun to talk to. She knows how to have a good time and has a good taste in fashion. She has a passion for curiosity and pursuit of finding her own answers to her questions. She can sometimes be very quiet but can also talk your head off. Misha likes to have fun and lounge, and is honestly very docile most of the time. She watches and listens and thinks about what she's going to say before speaking. She can get scared in situations, but it never really stops her. Whenever she feels truly comfortable around someone she shows that she has a sense of humor, throws manners and caution to the wind, and prefers to lead the path on the long way than to take shortcuts. But she also has trust issues and needs alot of time devoted before she gets really comfortable around anyone. She likes to read, and hates gambling games.
Misha Ivanovna is the perfect sweetheart.
DUELS:
Shit Just Got Real'
ROLE-PLAYS:
Misha And Raz's Training
Completing Misha's Training
So, Where Are We Again?
Cursed By Reason
Escape The Sand
PERSONALITY: Misha is a very smart person, and can be easy going and fun to talk to. She knows how to have a good time and has a good taste in fashion. She has a passion for curiosity and pursuit of finding her own answers to her questions. She can sometimes be very quiet but can also talk your head off. Misha likes to have fun and lounge, and is honestly very docile most of the time. She watches and listens and thinks about what she's going to say before speaking. She can get scared in situations, but it never really stops her. Whenever she feels truly comfortable around someone she shows that she has a sense of humor, throws manners and caution to the wind, and prefers to lead the path on the long way than to take shortcuts. But she also has trust issues and needs alot of time devoted before she gets really comfortable around anyone. She likes to read, and hates gambling games.
Misha Ivanovna is the perfect sweetheart.
DUELS:
Shit Just Got Real'
ROLE-PLAYS:
Misha And Raz's Training
Completing Misha's Training
So, Where Are We Again?
Cursed By Reason
Escape The Sand
Force Powers:
Telekinesis(force push/pull/etc.)
Force Flash/Force Light
Hydrokinesis
Force Jump
Force sight
Force aura
Force speeed
Force Heal
Force Mind Trick
Force shield
AeroKinesis
All have been backed up through rp. Some of which I cannot find. The original raining threads (george/lt. beardsley can vouche for those) with raz and tieko, the second part to the first training, after the rollback last year (thread had links to the original but the links dont work now) and my new training with garuga.
I hate listing force powers on profiles because i think its dumb and you cannot limit force powers like this imho but for certain duels sake and etc. I guess I will post it anyways because well... People love to bitch. Any chance they get- nag nag nag bitch.
Telekinesis(force push/pull/etc.)
Force Flash/Force Light
Hydrokinesis
Force Jump
Force sight
Force aura
Force speeed
Force Heal
Force Mind Trick
Force shield
AeroKinesis
All have been backed up through rp. Some of which I cannot find. The original raining threads (george/lt. beardsley can vouche for those) with raz and tieko, the second part to the first training, after the rollback last year (thread had links to the original but the links dont work now) and my new training with garuga.
I hate listing force powers on profiles because i think its dumb and you cannot limit force powers like this imho but for certain duels sake and etc. I guess I will post it anyways because well... People love to bitch. Any chance they get- nag nag nag bitch.
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