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Post by Mephistel on Jun 15, 2018 13:37:29 GMT -5
Naijix
-Like he said...-
The togruta simply said, shrugging it off. Learning how to fight was part of the training, using the force was another and at least, here, they were learning real arts and not some calming of the mind of whatnot the jedi would tell them. He didn't miss them, and he resented them for everything they did. They were on their last days of training, soon, they would be on their own and making their way trough the galaxy fighting to right what had been wrong.
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Post by GPMC on Jun 22, 2018 16:57:09 GMT -5
"Fair enough." Taking the bottle and a decent sip out of it she passes it on to Najix or the table, whoever takes it first. "You two seem to know each other well. You've known each other for a while ? Been on the same crew ? Or just the training sessions from hell ? .. Listening to their story she's quite ok with sharing some herself. "You know I'm the new girl right ? Well, I didn't really know much about that "Force" till recently, but it explains a couple of things that happened in my past. I always thought of it as mere "force of personality" and "luck of the daring". Made quite a fortune with risky business. Then, finally I nearly messed up, went that step too far. But as it turned out shazaam old man with a sense of humour turned up, and he just happened to be Lord Vaders Master. Who would have thought that ?"
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Post by Janus on Jun 22, 2018 17:40:46 GMT -5
"Naijix taught me how to fight, Vader taught us how to fight as a team, we learned together how we can face death and win. That kind of thing." He said waving off the bottle holding his full glass up.
His face was friendly if a little guarded listening to her story.
"Yea, I guess we were... Lucky." He said, almost spitting the word out. "We both grew up learning about the force. Different traditions, same Bantha crap. We both left, traditions didn't like it, Lord Vader found us and gave us something worth fighting for."
"Rid the galaxy of Bantha Crap."
He raised his glass and took a swig, clearly making a toast.
"So how about you Zara? You got something to fight for?"
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Post by GPMC on Jun 22, 2018 18:14:28 GMT -5
"Well, sure. I'm an egotistic egomaniac, with a soft spot for people who could one day save my behind. Guess that's what ended me up here in the first place.
Doubt FAILING the pilot officer examination won any points. And I'm about as gifted with the force as ... I don't know.. someone who isn't ? I was trying to help this one guy hunt down Jedi, but only stuff I found was what they left behind.
I like flying around and such. Doing business .. in shady places.. Shady places in general are my favourite. It's where the fun stuff happens right ? I'm not much judgmental as a person, so "bad people" tend to flock to me. But I take a bad dude anytime over a "righteous" idealistic crap "hero". I mean, there's stuff that even I don't like, but this holier then though stuff REALY makes me sick." *drinking some more booze*
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Post by Janus on Jun 22, 2018 19:08:12 GMT -5
"Ok." He said with a smirk. "So when you are ready to tell us what you are fighting for you'll let us know right?"
All that talk, it was just a mask, a shield, a way to keep people out and that was fine. A Sith training camp wasn't the best place to start trusting. She'd show her face and they would get to know her or not.
"Ultimately if you want to survive what Vader is going to put you through you'll need to find someone to watch your back and no one is going to do that if they don't trust you. But hey, your call."
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Post by GPMC on Jun 23, 2018 4:33:31 GMT -5
"Huh ? But I already did. For myself and my friends. I'm easy like that.
But I'm not worried about Vader, he's just there to beat us into shape after all. Those "Rebellion" people.. can always land a lucky shot .. Aaanyway, I'm getting tired .. Or rather still am. So I'm gonne hit my chambers. .. Well then... see you around."
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