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ooc: Open to the Jedi and their allies

Starlight Beacon was done. Refugees from the planet of Ithor had been moved in and the cityscape within the station was finally a buzz with life. Leon had watched the whole thing happen and now as he stood on the vista of the Station’s freshly refurbished Jedi Temple, he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of pride and… a tinge of sadness.

Sitting here looking down on the Jedi quarter he couldn’t help but feel like this moment spoke more to his emotional state than anything else. As a padawan he’d been lucky enough to be surrounded by friends that believed in him as much as he had them, but they’d been pulled in different directions as well. He looked down at his blastvest. The “S” patch he’d jokingly sewed on was frayed and tattered, barely clinging to his chest at this point.

Leon pulled the patch off.

This didn’t have to feel like an ending. He still had work to do, but it was time for him to stand on his own. To keep pushing out into the galaxy and help reestablish what the Jedi had been during the time of Luke Skywalker’s Order. His normally flippant expression was hardened by the resolve he felt in his gut. He would complete Tolan Kor’s challenge. He’d do what even a Grandmaster of the Order couldn’t manage, granted he still wasn’t like 100% sure what that was, but that wasn’t important right now! He was amped.

The pitter patter of tiny metallic feet across the stone floor of the roof caught his attention. He turned to see Peetwo trotting over excitedly. A smile spread across his face, “Are they here?

Peetwo’s little happy dance confirmed they were.

Well, what in the hell are we waiting for, we have a party to throw, little dude.

The main foyer was decked out for the celebration. Food and drink was flowing. Yes, there was alcohol. No, kids weren't allowed to drink, but he wasn’t playing nanny Jedi tonight. Leon was standing off to the side of the stage waiting for his queue. He was dressed in Adumari fashion and probably wearing the closest thing to robes he’d ever manage. As the room began to fill with people Leon gave the band the signal and the music started.

He’d let everyone settle in before he had to give a speech. Why he’d been asked, he’d never know, last time he’d been asked to be the talker he and his friends had ended up on Mortis and he still wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.

 

Perun

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Perun had meandered through the novel constellation of the Starlight Beacon. Endowed with a mane of ivory fur and auric eyes that sparkled with roguish delight, his titanic frame dwarfed the milling Ithorian refugees, yet they welcomed him with warm, alien smiles.

Earlier, ensconced in the chromatic tranquility of a remote corner, Perun had locked horns with an Ithorian elder over a game of Pazaak. The winsome jests and losses spun the beginnings of camaraderie, where neither language nor species could hinder a simple pleasure, camaraderie subtly forged in the fires of a game well played.

As the bells chimed the commencement of the grand assembly, a tincture of discomfort washed over the Ma'alkerrite. The stage was set for grandeur, opulence draped in resplendent fashion. This was not Perun's sphere of delight; he was a creature of action, his heart thundered for adventure, his soles yearned for the touch of untrampled earth, not the sterile chill of engineered flooring.

A pang of unease made a home in his broad chest, like a rogue star lost in the nebula of social norms and grandiloquent speeches. His eyes, brilliant in their gilded hue, swept over the congregation of his peers, Jedi awash in ebullient chatter and soft laughter. Yet, he reminded himself, this was not an ordeal to conquer but a gathering to relish.

Shaking off his apprehension like rain droplets from his thick fur, Perun carved a path through the sea of robed figures. His gargantuan figure was a beacon of its own, exuding an air of casual bravado as he pursued an objective of the most mundane order: to satiate the call of his stomach.

A symphony of tantalizing aromas danced through the air, drawing him towards the banquet. Even amidst the galaxy's tumult, he found solace in life's simple pleasures. As he navigated the buffet, his eyes feasted first, tracking the mounds of exotic treats strewn across ornate platters.

Brazenly, his large hand ensnared a handful of Zeltron sweet-cakes, their sugary zest providing the comfort he needed. Thus fortified, Perun turned to face the soiree once more. Tonight, he would be neither the warrior nor the recluse, but a simple guest, finding joy in the shared victory and hopeful future of his Order.
 
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Jon Callo

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]Padawan Callo. That was something the galaxy was hardly ready for and yet there he was. Fresh padawan robes and an old weathered holster holding not a lightsaber, but a peacemaker blaster pistol. No longer a rancher, no longer a sector ranger, but the son of legendary murderer Preef Callo and a padawan in the Jedi Order.

Jon had gone through basic training in the past months and now he was on the brink of getting assigned to a knight to receive the proper education befitting the tenets of the religious order he, for some reason, had agreed to join. Perhaps it did make sense. Him attoning for his father's sins and learning how not to become one of the many darksiders that wander the galaxy committing all kinds of crimes and atrocities.

For now he was eager to meet other members of the Jedi Order and speculate on which one would end up being his master. He knew he was a lot older than regular padawans were and had less skill in using the Force, too, but Jon always thought of himself as a fast learner.

As the rodian tried to mingle, he noticed there was a little stage with a rather nervous looking Jedi standing next to it as if waiting on a cue to get on top of it for some reason. "Looks like there's a speech soon," he said to no one in particular before subconsciously tapping his gun belt. He missed his fellow rangers. Once they were a tight-knit group spread out over different sectors of the galaxy and now they were still spread out the same, but one was a ranger of the ISC, another joined a planetary force and yet another joined the Imperial Security Bureau's Peacekeepers. No one had joined him in the Jedi Order and wearing a gun belt instead of a lightsaber did make him feel painfully like the odd one out.

 
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Hera "The Joyful" Albion

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Hera sat quietly at a table to herself, nursing a small cup of caf as Jedi, civilians and resistance members alike intermingled together. Starlight Beacon was a great feat, and Hera felt nothing but joy and pride at Leon and the others involved in bringing this wonderful beast to life. Tracing a finger around the rim before stopping to take another sip, she looked up to try and search out where Leon himself might be.

Ah, there, she sensed him behind the curtain on the side of the stage, waiting for his moment. It had been a little time since the pair had seen each other, Leon was a knight now. Not that Hera had any doubt of his ability. She knew that he, like Dash, would perform their knightly duties fantastically. Truthfully, nothing made her happier than seeing her former padawans become their own men.

Smiling, she shouted out above the din of the crowd, "Speech! Speech!"


@Leon Baudelaire
 
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Koemi

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”Wow…” Koemi was in awe as she walked through the foyer of Starlight Beacon, the newest home for the Jedi. There was so much to take in, turning her body with each step until she was walking backwards as she examined the massive orb that was situated in the middle of the entryway. If Leon had told her what it was that he had been working on prior to her coming under his wing, she wouldn’t have been able to truly comprehend the scope of what he had accomplished. This was something that needed to be seen to be believed, especially for one so new to the Order.

The gathering was certainly a welcome distraction from the many lessons and training sessions she had endured in the recent weeks and was one she wasn’t about to miss out on. In a few days she was going to be sent with her new Master on her first assignment so the opportunity to unwind and breathe easy before the real work began was a no brainer. And besides, Leon was set to present a speech to those in attendance. If she was lucky, he’d fuck this up in some way and she’d be able to catch it on holo, able to hold it over his head whenever she so chose. Smirking as she made her way towards the main chamber, she wondered who really got the worst end of the deal with them partnering together.

Slowly she made her way through the crowd, smiling and bowing just as a good little Padawan was expected to do, but in truth she was simply in search of the best seat in the house for when her Master took the stage. That was when she saw her, smiling like a mad woman as always. It had been weeks since she’d last seen Hera so she made a point to approach the Councillor and tap her on her shoulder.

”Where’ve you been hiding Her-” she paused, unsure of herself. ”I mean, Master Albion. Sorry, that’s gonna take some getting used too,” she finished with a smile before plopping down beside her, swinging her legs across the bench to face the table properly before offering the Councillor a smile.

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Ezra Thorne

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Ezra showed up late -mainly because he was busy making the Jedi Order money through his company and also the fact that he now lived on Nubia. It felt surreal to be on the revamped space station. He recalled when Scrub Squad first found it, how he programmed it back online and how there was question of whether it could ever be used.

He came mainly because Leon was due to give a speech, and he contemplated how much he wanted to embarrass his best friend during it. The Thorne walked in and surveyed the others in the area, mostly faces he didn’t recognize. He spotted Perun (@Aberforth ) and gave him a nod before he spotted Hera. He hadn’t seen much of the Councilor lately and his initial irritation with her finally faded.

As others filed in, Ezra closed the distance to find Leon. He nudged him hard with an elbow, “This better be a short speech,” He said with a smirk.

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Caeli Veridia

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Cloaked in the dignified attire befitting the grandeur of the occasion, Caeli Veridia found herself dwarfed by the enormity of the Starlight Beacon. With a mindful gaze and a heart rich with anticipation, the Palawan surveyed the sea of Jedi Knights, their collective presence both inspiring and a little intimidating.

In the crowd, she spotted her master, Jedi Knight Perun. Recognizing him by his white fur and golden eyes, she felt grateful for his guidance. She waved to him quietly, being careful not to interrupt his conversation with an Ithorian refugee.

With a reluctance befitting her thoughtful nature, Caeli decided to disengage from her master’s vicinity, and meandered through the throng of guests. Her intelligent gaze searched for a fellowship of Padawans (@Tulos @Eccles), hoping to find camaraderie among those walking a parallel path to hers.

With her heart pounding in time with the music, she was a mix of excitement and nerves. She wanted to find some familiar faces before the speech began. But as she searched the crowd, she saw mostly unfamiliar faces.
 

Leon Baudelaire

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Baudelaire’s nerves were starting to get to him. He peeked around the curtain and swallowed when he saw the swelling crowd.

Aw man, there’s a lot of them…” he muttered. He sighed when a familiar voice brought the smile back to his lips. He turned to see the big boss of EZtech standing behind him. Leon rolled his eyes, “Uh, duh. Can you believe there’s someone out there cheering for a speech? Who in their right mind asks a Jedi to give a speech?” Leon would give it a moment then say, “Thanks for coming. I know how swamped you’ve, it means a lot.

Baudelaire sighed, ran through the same mantra he did before facing down a life or death situation, then stepped out from behind the cover of the curtain, over his shoulder he called, “Short is only like an hour right?

The music slowed and adopted a painfully cinematic quality that did nothing for his nerves.

As he hit his mark and turned to face the crowd. Beings of every walk of life looked up to him as his verdant gaze took them in. He saw Hera, who he knew immediately was the one calling for the speech. He saw Koemi sitting next to her. His smile spread as he looked back to Ezra one more time.

The music hushed and along with it the buzz of the crowd. His hands totally weren’t shaking, so he clasped them behind his back, “Hi, I’m Jedi Knight Leon Baudelaire. I’m one of the goofballs responsible for finding this station, and I’m so happy to see all of you here.” To his surprise he had to swallow back a wave of emotion as the pain of Ithor and the joy of Starlight’s completion collided. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but he knew today would be important.

Originally Starlight was created to act as a mobile base in the Outer Rim for the Jedi Order during the time of the High Republic.” He gestured to the temple around them. “Now it acts as a mobile base of operations for us, and can provide aid to countless disenfranchised across the galaxy, thanks to the tireless effort that’s gone into its reconstruction.

But from the bottom of my heart, I hope that each and everyone of you present will come to see Starlight as home.” The little smirk tugging at his lip finally spread into a smile, he reached out with the force and snagged a glass of champagne, bringing it to his hand and raising it, “Adumarian custom dictates that any good thing should be punctuated with a celebration. So what are we waiting for?

Leon lifted his glass, and watched as the glasses all across the room rose with him. From the guy all alone in a training room on Brighthome to a guy that gave speeches. The Force was weird and Leon Baudelaire was thankful for it.

CHEERS!

The music picked back up, and Leon made his way back behind the curtain. He released a breath he hadn't realized he was holding and asked Ezra, “Short enough?” he laughed, "C'mon I wanna introduce you to my Padawan."

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Haldir Eressëa

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Starlight, a place now synonymous to home thanks to the efforts of Knight Leon Baudelaire and his friends. A pale hand, fingers wrapped around delicate glass, rose along with the multitude. Head dipping both in recognition and respect for the celebration's host, Haldir lowered the glass of champagne and took a sip, smiling as the festivity resumed in full swing after a thunderous "Cheers!"

The Arkanian Offshoot took his usual spot in the sidelines, content, for the time being, to watch the proceedings before him. Haldir was clad in modest clothing, and instead of the typical vulpine masks that usually covered his face a short, black veil concealed most of his features. Resting on the Knight's side was a sleek, black case containing a shamisen. As a guest, and by his own family's tradition, he was supposed to offer a gift not only to the host but also to everyone in attendance. Of course there was no way he could come to ascertain as to what each individual would likely wish to receive, so Haldir opted for something that everyone could partake in. Though with the band and the current music playing, the pale man was content with his own silence for now.

Crystalline gaze swept the crowd, the Knight silently taking in the overall joy that permeated the hall. Unconsciously his foot had began tapping along with the rhythm, followed by a finger softly drumming against the half-empty glass he held. Eventually the Arkanian Offshoot gave in, footsteps carrying him forward. One hand carrying a flute of light liquor and the other the black case, Haldir gravitated towards the band, but someone in his path had given him pause when he literally, lightly bumped against them.

The Knight was quick to take a step back, head tilting down. Before him stood a Padawan (@Marianne), and an unfamiliar one at that. Working mostly in isolation had done him no good, apparently, with his lack of recognition when it came to new Jedi learners. Though what had just transpired reminded him of his first meeting with one of his former Padawans.

He wondered how Elidan was doing these days.

"I'm sorry," Chie's smooth voice slipped past the Knight's lips in apologetic tones. "It's my fault, I should have been paying more attention to my surroundings."

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Perun

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Positioned at the heart of the bustling crowd, Perun's eyes, filled with playful mischief, sparkled as he scanned the assembly, catching sight of his Padawan, Caeli (@Marianne), waving hesitantly towards him. An impish grin unfurled across his simian features, and he responded with a breezy wave of his own. Despite his outward exuberance, Perun was attuned to the underlying current of emotions swirling within the Beacon's grand hall - a mélange of anticipation, reverence, and camaraderie.

Sensing the disquiet rippling through his Padawan, he shot her a comforting wink, his way of assuring her that the intimidating gathering was nothing more than a congregation of beings bound by the same cause. His attention, however, was soon drawn to the stage where Leon Baudelaire was launching into his speech. Perun found himself laughing, a low, throaty chuckle, at the Jedi's jests about the absurdity of a Jedi delivering a speech.

As Leon’s voice reverberated around the hall, punctuated by the clinking of raised champagne flutes and celebratory cheers, Perun found himself buoyed by the communal joy. He savoured the effervescent pop of the champagne, the bubbles dancing on his tongue, followed by the languid stream of the fruity liquor sliding down his throat, adding to the jubilance that enveloped the gathering.

As the music struck up again, no longer content with simply tapping his foot to the infectious beat that echoed through the grand hall, Perun felt an irrepressible surge of energy. A mischievous glint sparked in his eyes, and a wily grin stretched across his simian features. With a playful bounce in his step, the Ma'alkerrite Jedi Knight began to traverse the crowded room, his intentions as clear as the twinkle in his gaze: he was about to start a conga line.

He began by sidling up to a group of Jedi Padawans, their wide-eyed awe at the festivities making them perfect candidates for his spontaneous diversion. With a broad gesture and a jovial, "Come along, younglings," he beckoned them to join him. To their credit, the Padawans hesitated for only a fraction of a second before joining the white-furred giant, their hands resting on the broad expanse of his back.

With the line now in motion, Perun swayed and twirled to the pulsating rhythm of the music, drawing more participants into his wake. Jedi Knights, Masters, and even a few curious droids soon fell into the syncopated cadence, their laughter echoing around the hall as they bobbed and weaved in unison. The Ma'alkerrite led the serpentine procession through the throng of revelers, their course set by his agile, rhythmic movements. Amid the cheers and clapping, Perun couldn't help but throw his head back and let out a booming laugh, a jovial sound that resonated above the music.

With a gleeful grin, Perun playfully took command of the undulating conga line. Guided by the rhythm of the lively music, he piloted the train of celebrants toward a familiar figure – Ezra (@Sreeya). He singled him out with a broad, inviting gesture, his voice echoing above the vibrant symphony, "FROGLING! Glad to see you, your presence is needed here!" The challenge was delivered, an invitation to take the Ma'alkerrite's place at the procession of Padawan.
 
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Hera "The Joyful" Albion

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Koemi approached Hera and the councilor didn't notice her until the Padawan began speaking. A characteristic grin spread across the redhead's face, but her milky eyes seemed distant even through their foreign design. "Koemi, it's been too long. You may still call me Hera, Master is just so- formal," At that, Hera laughed and turned toward the speech.

Leon spoke, commemorated the hall, then declared the party on. Smiling still, Hera gestured for Koemi to go join the joy and festivities. Her eyes were distant once more, and she mulled over Koemi's words. "Where have you been hiding?" Where indeed-? Hera had withdrawn from public life recently, but she had not left the Order. If someone would but call upon her, she would leap into action, but no one had requested her.

Not since her meeting with Leon about restoring this very station, not a single Jedi requested Hera's presence. This was good, in a way, as it spoke to the self-sufficiency of the Order as a whole. Leon was a Knight now, Dash was a Knight, and even Ezra had been knighted and followed in his father's footsteps with his own company. EZ-Tech was a fantastic addition to the Order and the galaxy as a whole, and Ezra was looking more like his father every day. Jaikus, that was, Hera couldn't see the resemblance to Emryc. Perhaps that was due to the difference in their personalities, or just Hera's personal opinion? It didn't matter.

The dancing began and Hera stood up. Wordlessly, she made her way toward the exit. Her presence had been merely a formality, a physical reminder of the Council's involvement in the project. The Council had touched upon this place for mere moments through the shipyards controlled by Hera's own companies, as such, Hera would not stick around. This was not her victory to claim, so she felt it was not her celebration to enjoy, in a way.

And regardless, her mind was elsewhere.
 

Telly Udon

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Lurking around the new station was a tall, dignified-looking Pau'an smoking out of an antique pipe.. Given how sharply dressed and at ease he was, one might have gotten the sense that he was with one of the Order's security workers or even the catering staff that was on call today. However, if one looked closely at the man, they would see that this was no ordinary worker. The Alliance-style helmet on his head was not a security company's emulation of the old Rebel Alliance's uniform. It bore too many scuffs and had several signature pieces on it that were no longer to be found in the galaxy. And the scorch marks on his blaster showed that he had actually used the weapon, both frequently and recently.

"Well, well, well. You're a difficult woman to reach. It makes sense, I suppose - all the preaching and swordswinging doesn't leave much time for anything else. But if you do have a minute, I have a target in mind and I could use your help." Telly Udon told Hera. He had spoken to the Jedi Councilor briefly before on his homeworld, where he'd offered him and his rebel cell's services to her own Resistance movement. His bunch were small and scrappy but he was closing in on the last legs of a plan that had been months in the making and he wanted Hera's help. He hoped this would be a quick enough meeting so he'd have time to join the festivities. He'd leave the dancing to the youngsters in his troop but he did want to take advantage of the open bar - a nice 112 ABY vintage was just what his centuries-old body could use right about now.

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Caeli Veridia

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Feeling a slight nudge against her, Caeli Veridia glanced up to find herself face to face with a figure obscured behind a black veil. The surprise caused her heart to skip a beat, but she quickly brushed it off with a shaky laugh. "Oh, it's alright. I suppose I'm equally at fault for not watching where I'm going," she admitted with a gentle smile, her words carrying a hint of her empathetic nature.

Clearing her throat softly to combat her nerves, she extended a hand towards the Arkanian Offshoot, her green eyes meeting his crystalline gaze with an air of earnest curiosity. "I'm Caeli Veridia, a Jedi Padawan. I believe we haven't met before," she said, her tone indicative of her thoughtfulness. The environment was alive with energy, yet there was a sense of tranquility in this brief interaction, one that spoke to her analytical mind and compassionate heart. Her fleeting nervousness was slowly being replaced with an eagerness to connect.

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Ferrin Sipal

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Ferrin slipped through the crowds of Jedi and observers - making his way towards the main hall and where Leon was about to give his speech. Even after being pulled from a coma by Scrub Squad, it had taken the Pantoran several weeks to be released from the medical ward and returned to active duty. The mental intrusion by Raze still left it’s marks on his mind, and it was a personal journey that would take him years, if ever, to fully recover from.

For once, Ferrin was dressed appropriately for the occasion - sporting his newer Jedi attire and scarf. The hilt of his lightsaber swayed from his belt, whilst his lilac hair was messily combed into place.

As the speech came to a close, Ferrin began to close the distance between himself and Leon - flashing his friend a wide grin. It didn’t take him long to spot Ezra standing beside him. Alongside Dash, they were the only people Ferrin considered family. He could still remember finding the remnants of Starlight on Eiram, and couldn’t be prouder to see it functional for the Order.

“Not a chance,” He said, answering the question on if the speech was short enough. “Pretty sure you put Master Oola to sleep back there.” He quipped.

He turned to look at Ezra, flashing him a fond smile. The quarter-Sephi had helped guide him through the worst of his mental injuries, and had ultimately seen more into his mind than anyone else Ferrin would ever allow. He didn’t hesitate to nudge Ezra in the shoulder, tilting his head a bit. “Think I can score a discount on a pair of those earbuds you got going around?”


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Haldir Eressëa

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A smile, partly hidden by the veil, crossed the Knight's face. A flash of nervousness crept from the Padawan but instead of focusing on it, Haldir tuned out the feeling. The young woman should be at ease in joyful gatherings such as this, though he could not help but feel slightly curious. But in a sea of unfamiliar faces, understanding filled the Arkanian Offshoot - once upon a time he had been in the same predicament as she was. It was from years long past, and despite his introverted nature Haldir had finally overcome such feeling. Still, he would not simply dismiss her own feelings just because he had long since resolved his own. It only made him want to help her be at ease.

Though when she introduced herself, it became clear that his help would not be needed. Instead, Haldir focused on keeping the Padawan company until she excused herself.

A passing resident relieved Haldir of the glass he carried, the pale man offering the older gentleman a sincere thank you before his gaze alighted on the Padawan one more. Placing a hand over his heart, the Knight dipped his head and returned the introduction with a respectful, "Haldir Eressëa, Jedi Knight."

Caeli's courteous tone did not escape the Knight's notice. His smile widened a little, undimmed by the shadow of the veil covering his features. Adjusting the case he carried, his free hand lightly hovered over her upper back - as if to guide her out of the way lest the dancers collide with her - as the tail end of a rambunctious conga line led by a jovial Ma'alkerrite Knight neared the pair. A soft chuckle escaped the pale man's lips at the display, cut off quickly when he realized that his hand remained hovering protectively.

"I believe so as well," Haldir commented good-naturedly, lowering his hand. "Hail and well met, Padawan Veridia."

"How do you find Starlight Beacon so far?"
he then asked, mentally cursing his inability to make small talk.

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Koemi

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Just as Leon was about to begin his speech, from her place beside Hera, Koemi watched as a server droid approached them with a tray full of flutes. Was she old enough to drink in the eyes of the Jedi? It wasn’t a question she had asked. There was hardly a uniformly accepted threshold across the galaxy for indulgence but even in places where she had not yet crossed that line, she always managed to imbibe. She waited for the droid to roll by before leaning back and reaching a hand up, plucking a flute from the tray undetected and leaning back towards the table with the glass held low, just in case.

Even from her position away from the stage, Koemi could feel the anxiety rolling off Leon’s shoulders as he walked into view but his face didn’t betray him. Not once. She did, however, notice his hands quickly clasp behind his back as he began his speech, and smirked knowingly. Seeing him standing up there, addressing all those in attendance, she could hardly believe it was the same guy who saved her sorry ass on Chandrila.

Placing the secret flute on the seat beside her, Koemi stood and applauded the Adumarian as he made his way off the stage before turning back to Hera only to be waved off to join the festivities. Rolling her eyes, a gentle smirk tugging the corners of her lips at how Hera would likely never change, she retrieved her flute and swung her legs over the bench before standing and making her way through the crowd. As soon as she could tell no eyes lingered on her, she put the glass to her lips and poured its contents back…. Only to discover it was soda and not the champagne she had believed. ”The fuck?” she coughed as she glared at the glass then back to the server droid, who’s digital expression narrowed on her with a pixelated smile. She squinted back at the mechanized waiter as she placed the drained glass on the table beside her. ”Well played, droid… Well played,” she mused before turning to find Baudelaire to congratulate (and maybe mock just a bit) him on his speech.

Leon was still hidden away, locked in conversation with his friends, so she aimlessly wandered amongst the crowd before noticing that amongst all these lightsaber wielding warriors, one man instead had a pistol strapped to his hip. Curiosity was often her greatest downfall so as Koemi approached the Rodian, she forwent any sort of formal introductions and cut straight to the chase. "I didn't think there were any Jedi who only carry blasters," she stated plainly with a smile as she leaned both forearms on the half-wall between them. "You any good with that thing?" she continued, entirely unaware of who it was she was speaking too.

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Jon Callo

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Being new to the Jedi Order, and even the Jedi ways, Jon felt somewhat out of place at this gathering and was glad when someone finally approached him. "I only just became a padawan," the rodian replied, thinking that would explain why he didn't have his own lightsaber yet. "Was a Sector Ranger before Master Albion recruited me," Jon continued with the same assumption that this would tell the Jedi whether or not he was good with a blaster. Sector Rangers were the typical Outer Rim gunslingers, after all. Well, the good kind, anyway.

The rodian extended his hand, "I'm Jon," he smiled, not sure if he should call himself 'Padawan Jon' or 'Jedi Learner Jon' as he hadn't been assigned a knight or master to learn under yet. No doubt the Jedi Council was a bit wary of training the son of Preef Callo in the Force and he couldn't blame them. It would take a lifetime of good deeds for the son to even come close to make up for the atrocities committed by the father.

 

Ezra Thorne

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Ezra listened to Leon’s speech. Actually he recorded it, but with a filter on his EZPhone that made it appear as if Leon was wearing leather and heels with dramatic music playing and his speech resounding. The Thorne’s face was entirely stoic as he did so, sending the video to the Scrub Squad group chat for them to review later.

He smirked at Leon as he approached, “You almost sounded like a real adult,” He remarked, mock amazement in his tone. He looked over and quirked a brow when Ferrin (@Altaris) arrived, “I’m surprised to see you wearing clothing,” He stated, genuinely shocked. Ezra reached into his pocket and pulled out a slick container with EZPods in them, “They’re yours,” He said as he handed them over. He would never charge his friends for his initial products.

Ezra’s eyes visibly widened when Leon mentioned having a padawan, “They really ought to conduct IQ tests before assigning padawans to people,” He muttered, a grin appearing on his face. Nevertheless, he let Leon lead the way towards his new paddie. From the corner of his eye he could spot Perun (@Aberforth )trying to lure him towards a conga line. A few eager padawans smiled widely at him. The Thorne promptly shuffled along quickly behind Leon, pretending not to notice the dance invite. He gave himself a reminder to torment Perun later.

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Leon Baudelaire

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Wow, almost a compliment, who’da guessed,” he shot back at Ezra. Leon’s attention had already moved on as Ferrin stepped up. Baudelaire’s face lit up when he saw the Pantoran. He was about to point out Dur’s choice of clothing, but Ezra did that for him. A sly smile crept across the Admuarian’s face “Bet it’s because Dash isn’t around for him to compete with.

Ezra’s reaction to him having a padawan was pretty funny. “Hey buddy, I’ll have you know The Order’s in such dire need they didn’t have a choice.” Was he being sarcastic or was he being serious? Yes.

Leon poked his head around the corner scanning the crowd. He spotted a shock of red hair making for the door. “Wow, not even gonna say bye, okay, I see how it is.” he projected to (@Black Noise) Adding the image of the cutest saddest puppy he could conjure.

He felt his phone vibrate and looked down to see the video Ez had sent the group, “Fucking really? You made it a filter?” Leon shook his head then spotted Koemi, he turned back to Ferrin and Ezra, “Alright look, I’m not sure I’m strong enough to make it all the way to the table my Padawan is at. There’s a conga line!

Somehow Leon managed to nip his low dance threshold in the bud long enough to make it to where Komie and a Rodian Padawan were chatting. He stepped up with a friendly smile and spotted Jon’s gun, “Nice to see another practical mind, that a Pacekeeper?” he asked then remembered, “Oh sorry, I’m Leon, Koemi’s Master.

Leon flashed Koemi a grin, “Alright get it out, how bad was it, it’s bad enough I gotta hear it from these two goons—” He jerked a thumb over his shoulder to his buddies, “Oh this is Ezra and Ferrin, by the way.

Man, he’d spent a ton of time with Dash getting this station ready. If anyone deserved to be here at the party it was him. Okay, he just wanted all of his friends in one place for a night, was that too much to ask?

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Koemi

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”Kinda wild, huh? I’ve only been a Jedi for a few weeks too. One minute you're someone, the next you’re something else entirely,” Koemi replied as Jon explained his relatively fresh arrival. The Jedi, it seemed, were pretty desperate to rebuild their numbers after the amount of calamities they’d suffered in the recent wars so being picky wasn’t an option.

”Hera? Yea, she’s the one that found me too,” Koemi chuckled as she glanced over in the Master’s direction, of whom had already started to walk out? Maybe the stress of everything that had happened had finally begun to weigh down on her? Or maybe she needed to go and laugh in solitude? Who really knew with that one. ”She’s an odd one but her heart is in the right place,” the Padawan continued as she watched some weird looking dude approach her but quickly turned back to the Rodian.

”Koemi,” she offered in unison with her hand and a smile. ”I’ve never shot a blaster before,” she continued, glancing back at the weapon on Jon’s hip. Hell, until just recently she’d never held any weapon and now she carried around a lightsaber of all things. ”Think you could teach me some time?”

Calling back to when Hera sliced through that terrorist back on Chandrila, Koemi still got queasy thinking about it. At least shooting a blaster put some distance between the shooter and the victim. And besides, she needed friends around here. Of course, an ex law enforcement officer was never one she thought she’d try to be friends with but then again, she never thought she’d be here to begin with.

”What do you mean? You did great!” Koemi replied to Leon as he approached. ”Alright, maybe I thought you were gonna piss yourself but you still look dry. It’s the little victories, right?” she concluded with a smile. As her Master introduced her to the other two who had came with him, Koemi stepped back from the half wall and bowed to each Ezra and Ferrin before her attention fell back to the quarter Sephi.

”Ezra? Oh, yea! Leon’s mentioned you! Said something about giving you a handie in his ship or something?” Koemi looked back to Leon, smirking. Probably not the greatest first impression but she is who she is. Some things would never change. ”That’s why they call it the cockpit, you said. Right?”

He thought she wasn't listening. But she was.

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