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For the Empire (Star Wars SI - On Hiatus)

• Thread starter Fulcon
• Outset engagement April 9, 2017

• #ane,826

More ripples then covering yourself in bbq sauce and jumping into a tank total of piranhas yelling, "Come on, you lot fishy bastards, I've had all your mums!"

Y'all, sir, should get a poet...

• #1,827

You, sir, should become a poet...

It is too late there. It is already the fellow'south calling, if not his occupation.

Sometimes a person makes an interesting turn of phrase. Other times said phrase keeps on spinning and, bam, of a sudden we are living in an episode of Tengen Toppa and we end up picking behemothic robot out of our commonage sinus cavities for the next week.

Last edited: Dec 25, 2017

• #1,828

Maybe asking this question is a bad thought, but I've been curious on hearing some thoughts on a question I've had.

I have, so far, written two different SI's here on the internet - I believe everyone here is totally aware of both SHINOBI: The RPG and For The Empire. Obviously. If you haven't read SHINOBI, I'd invite you to cheque information technology out, I think I'm doing good things over there. Once again. Finally. If you haven't read for the Empire...you know, the outset chapter is on the first page, you can start over there, the fic's pretty good.

The question I had is this and I wanted some opinions on it and for a discussion to sort of take place (and by discussion, I hateful I promise for an argument to ensue so I tin can feed my insatiable desire for comments in my threads) - what are the primary differences betwixt Jet and Daisuke, who do you prefer, and why? (If you prefer, you can use the Daisuke from before your involvement was lost if it was).

Daisuke is a big fish in a fiddling pond. Jet is a little fish in a large pond.

• #ane,829

Another good story downwards...! Glad to see more of Fulcon's stuff!

• #1,830

Daisuke is a big fish in a little pond. Jet is a little fish in a big pond.

Anybody likes an underdog.

• #1,831

As well, Fulcon I recommend you actually sentry some Star Trek if you lot oasis't yet. The original is surprisingly good, even today, and I hold a special place in my center for TNG. Voyager and Enterprise are both pretty proficient also. Plus in that location are a handful of movies that are smashing! Like the i with Kirk and Picard, or the time travel ane with the Borg.

tyaty1

Professional Monster Hunter

• #one,832

Besides, Fulcon I recommend you actually watch some Star Expedition if yous haven't however. The original is surprisingly good, even today, and I concur a special identify in my heart for TNG. Voyager and Enterprise are both pretty good as well. Plus at that place are a scattering of movies that are great! Like the 1 with Kirk and Picard, or the fourth dimension travel one with the Borg.

DS9 is the best Star Trek series by far margin.

• #1,834

Given it's makeup Star Wars does in function work on story tropes.

Then, rather than just beingness aware of them, volition Jet ever actively use them? Such as, pull people into places where the story would make them likely to lose.

• #one,835

Given it's makeup Star Wars does in part work on story tropes.

SO, rather than just beingness aware of them, will Jet ever actively use them? Such as, pull people into places where the story would make them likely to lose.

Please elaborate, expert sir.

• #1,836

Please elaborate, good sir.

Such every bit fix himself up as the underdog in a situation and then every bit to be more than likely to succeed. Or baiting the enemy into revealing their plan at a crucial moment.

Or, if playing the part of the villain, going down the evil overlord'southward list. Too baiting the heroes towards situations liable to be their cease (gotta get the Macguffin! But turns out it's a bomb).

I dunno, I don't accept a lot to work on here. Just recognizing story tropes around him and manipulating them towards his own ends might serve him well.

• #ane,837

Such as set himself up equally the underdog in a situation and then as to be more likely to succeed. Or baiting the enemy into revealing their program at a crucial moment.

Or, if playing the part of the villain, going down the evil overlord's list. Also baiting the heroes towards situations liable to be their terminate (gotta get the Macguffin! Just turns out it's a bomb).

I dunno, I don't have a lot to work on here. But recognizing story tropes around him and manipulating them towards his ain ends might serve him well.

That actually might be an interesting idea, especially since the Force seems to have an almost narrative influence on this universe. Or that might merely be the Si'due south interpretation of events. Or not.

• #1,838

Such every bit set himself up every bit the underdog in a state of affairs then every bit to be more likely to succeed. Or baiting the enemy into revealing their plan at a crucial moment.

Or, if playing the part of the villain, going downwards the evil overlord'south listing. As well baiting the heroes towards situations liable to exist their end (gotta get the Macguffin! But turns out information technology's a bomb).

I dunno, I don't have a lot to work on here. But recognizing story tropes around him and manipulating them towards his ain ends might serve him well.

Palpatine: "Oh... you've seen a part of information technology, my boy. The Force does beloved itself a skilful story. Simply y'all miss the beauty of it. Every twenty-four hour period, on every world, the story that is told is one of tragedy. The underdog is browbeaten downward until his corpse is eaten past his starving brethren, so quick to forget past acquaintance in the face of their desperation, or he tears the pharynx from his chief. A 'hero' may have his solar day only, search your feelings, information technology is merely setting him up for a very long fall. He loses everything the moment he blinks."

"The beingness of a villain proves this." The Emperor gave a decayed smile. "Merely I wish to run across where this story goes. Go ahead. I find this an splendid first step."

Final edited: Dec 27, 2017

• #1,839

Maybe asking this question is a bad idea, but I've been curious on hearing some thoughts on a question I've had.

I have, so far, written two different SI'southward here on the cyberspace - I believe anybody here is totally aware of both SHINOBI: The RPG and For The Empire. Obviously. If you haven't read SHINOBI, I'd invite you to bank check it out, I think I'm doing skilful things over in that location. Once more. Finally. If you oasis't read for the Empire...yous know, the first chapter is on the showtime page, you can kickoff over there, the fic's pretty good.

The question I had is this and I wanted some opinions on it and for a discussion to sort of accept place (and by give-and-take, I mean I hope for an argument to ensue and then I can feed my insatiable desire for comments in my threads) - what are the primary differences between Jet and Daisuke, who do you prefer, and why? (If you adopt, you can apply the Daisuke from before your interest was lost if information technology was).

Daisuke is overly emotional, and so is everybody effectually him. He may treat his wounds a little besides casually, simply everybody else freaks out similar a bunch of particularly soft civilians. I notice it irritating. He may non be emotionally aware but he'south still very driven by his feels. He doesn't back up Konoha because Konoha is obviously the biggest strength for skilful in his world, and his best potential vehicle for further improving information technology, he does it because it gets him EXP, which gratifies his desires. Jet has a more moral component to his reasoning. He may need more than abstract moral reasoning to exist willing to take chances his life to fight the Empire, but he knows it'south correct and is taking steps to prepare himself to fight it, is looking to find a strong plenty motivator to propel him along the right path. Daisuke notwithstanding seems about totally irrational. His struggles with being willing to work with a team. I go that it'southward a headache for him to deal with them, having to share kills, and his concern for their well being, merely you have to exist an idiot to non understand that all the EXP in the world is totally worthless if you lot die and that being able to attack from multiple angles, or having some one keep the riff riff off your back while you fight the boss, etc. makes upwardly for whatever lost kills so that you tin tackle bigger quests and opponents. He's supposed to exist a genius. This should be totally credible to him no matter his charisma, it's a unproblematic logical extension of whatsoever kind of tactics. I know he'due south weak in tactics due to his lack of charisma, simply in that location is a lot about tactics that isn't deprived from what will an opponent choose to exercise but from what an opponent is capable of. Y'all may non be able to predict that they volition prefer to employ genjutsu over taijutsu, but if you know they are capable of genjutsu then you should fix appropriately. On the other hand everything about the Empire, not to mention what he knows from the movies, makes it very easy to tell that the Empire is evil. And then if nosotros're supposed to recollect that Jet is ever going to be tempted to side with the Empire..... then Jet's an idiot. Or wicked.

H550

[Verified groundpounder] [Verified punner]

• #1,840

Palpatine: "Oh... you lot've seen a role of it, my boy. The Strength does beloved itself a proficient story. But you miss the dazzler of information technology. Every day, on every world, the story that is told is one of tragedy. The underdog is beaten down until his corpse is eaten past his starving brethren, and so quick to forget past acquaintance in the confront of their desperation, or he tears the pharynx from his principal. A 'hero' may take his day only, search your feelings, it is merely setting him up for a very long fall. He loses everything the moment he blinks."

"The beingness of a villain proves this." The Emperor gave a decayed grin. "Simply I wish to meet where this story goes. Get alee. I find this an excellent outset footstep."

Jet: Of course it is a tragedy. Until a proper hero rises.
You will know when they come. They will be the underdog who gets back upwardly and bites dorsum. They will find your plans and come across them laid to waste. You shall know the beginning of the finish is when the last jiff of your enemies spite yous.
The Villain only wins for and so long before a Hero rises.
Good luck "Emperor" for your throne is fleeting.

• #1,841

Daisuke is overly emotional, and so is everybody around him. He may treat his wounds a little too casually, simply everybody else freaks out like a bunch of particularly soft civilians. I discover it irritating. He may not be emotionally aware but he's still very driven past his feels. He doesn't support Konoha because Konoha is evidently the biggest force for expert in his globe, and his best potential vehicle for further improving it, he does it considering information technology gets him EXP, which gratifies his desires. Jet has a more moral component to his reasoning. He may demand more than than abstract moral reasoning to be willing to risk his life to fight the Empire, but he knows it's correct and is taking steps to prepare himself to fight it, is looking to find a strong enough motivator to propel him forth the right path. Daisuke however seems almost totally irrational. His struggles with being willing to work with a team. I become that information technology's a headache for him to deal with them, having to share kills, and his business organization for their well beingness, only you accept to be an idiot to not empathize that all the EXP in the world is totally worthless if you die and that being able to attack from multiple angles, or having some 1 keep the riff riff off your dorsum while you lot fight the boss, etc. makes upwards for whatsoever lost kills so that yous tin tackle bigger quests and opponents. He's supposed to be a genius. This should exist totally apparent to him no matter his charisma, it'due south a uncomplicated logical extension of whatsoever kind of tactics. I know he'due south weak in tactics due to his lack of charisma, but at that place is a lot about tactics that isn't deprived from what will an opponent cull to practice merely from what an opponent is capable of. Y'all may not be able to predict that they will prefer to apply genjutsu over taijutsu, just if y'all know they are capable of genjutsu then y'all should prepare accordingly. On the other paw everything about the Empire, not to mention what he knows from the movies, makes it very easy to tell that the Empire is evil. So if we're supposed to retrieve that Jet is ever going to exist tempted to side with the Empire..... then Jet's an idiot. Or wicked.

Or brainwashed, or desensitized to the betoken where he only doesn't intendance anymore.

• #1,842

Or brainwashed, or desensitized to the indicate where he simply doesn't care anymore.

That may be why he's foolish or wicked, but information technology works out to the same thing.

• #one,843

That may be why he'south foolish or wicked, just information technology works out to the same matter.

Not really. Beingness idiotic or wicked is something completely different from being brainwashed/desensitized into existence idiotic or wicked.

• #1,844

Non really. Beingness idiotic or wicked is something completely unlike from being brainwashed/desensitized into being idiotic or wicked.

Agree to disagree.

• #1,845

Jet: Of course it is a tragedy. Until a proper hero rises.
You will know when they come up. They will be the underdog who gets back up and bites back. They volition detect your plans and meet them laid to waste. You shall know the commencement of the end is when the last jiff of your enemies spite y'all.
The Villain simply wins for so long before a Hero rises.
Good luck "Emperor" for your throne is fleeting.

Palpatine: "Nosotros shall see how fleeting it is. Simply that is office of the one thousand tragedy, isn't it? Information technology wants us all to fail, to fall, to burn, to go mockeries of ourselves just earlier the finish." With those terminal words the Emperor's fingers moved, as if gently plucking invisible strings. "Villains lose, just heroes do not win. Expect at history, be honest with yourself, and tell me that I am wrong."

"The dog volition bite. The Code of the Sith demands it. I demand it. It volition bite, information technology will see itself broken or turned into the warhound its principal demands, or it will get the primary and continue the cycle. Your arguments just feed mine."

"Keep that passion about you. Through passion yous will proceeds force, through strength you will gain power..." Another grin. "And y'all will be a fine warhound."

• #1,846

Egh, having some writers block. New affiliate's coming Sabbatum at the soonest - I think.

• #one,847

The best cure for writer'due south block is writing in some other management/from another angle.

In this instance that would mean...and interlude? Yeah an interlude from some character beyond the universe. That or the classic 'all of a sudden ninjas', something unexpected to proceed things moving along. Maybe Jet has a Strength Vision and now has to adapt to dealing with this bullshit.

• #1,848

The Following is a Fan-based work of fiction. Star Wars is the property of the Walt Disney Company. Please back up the official release.

---

From the planets surface, you could see the band of Kuat Drive Yards circumvoluted overhead in the sky. Honestly, I call back that seeing the Drive Yards orbiting the planet might have been the coolest matter e'er for me.

Seeing as I had only ii more days of leave and this being my showtime time beingness off earth, I decided to accept a shuttle down to Kuat's surface to see the sights. It was fairly close to Earth with the green grass, copse and blue sky. Well, it was close to the forested, mountainous Midwest that I had called home previously, simply I digress.

I found myself amused by the fact that it'due south capital metropolis was called 'Kuat City'. I suppose information technology says something most the engineer-esque views of the people on this world; brilliant builders with lots of resources, terrible with names – almost entirely because they don't care at all.

The city itself reminded me of San Jose, California for the brief time I spent there, the only difference was that the buildings were taller. But the streets were packed with riff-raff, the milky way'southward castoffs, as well as hopeful students of a nearby technical school, successful businessmen, likewise known as the galaxy'southward time to come. Seeing such a contrast between people honestly…excited me. Non that I was happy to see people downtrodden and subject field to misfortune nor was I necessarily happy to see the gap betwixt rich and poor get wider, but rather considering I see that they can get through the misfortune and overcome their own poor circumstances through wise choices.

Basically, I was happy to meet that the gap was traversable – difficult, though that might be. If the simply people who were wealthy were part of the political class and so I'd be more than worried for people'southward future. Given who's at the elevation, though, I wouldn't hold my breath that things will remain stable.

I call back my favorite part was seeing food-stands again. I love those. Sure, the food was greasy and may end up not going down too easily, but it was delicious and near chiefly new. After surviving off of nothing likewise Imperial cooking on Coruscant for almost my entire life, I was ready for the sub-sandwich/bratwurst/hotdog combo that I just finished, it's sweet, succulent, spiced flavor was going to stick with me until sometime mid-tomorrow when I'm peckish another one.

Day'south been pretty good. To top it off, Imperial Regulation really allows me to purchase souvenirs. So long every bit they've been properly purchased, have never been or feasibly will be a part of a weapon and they are kept in your body during flight hours aboard the Star Destroyer, you lot can bring any yous want with you lot. So, I'g going to expect for something. Something to cap off what a nutty internship it's been and so far.

Something awesome. I wonder if maybe there's something that I can sense through the strength? Something significant plenty that information technology'southward on Kuat at this time right after I just survived my first battle where things were truly serious and I can become a concur of information technology.

Eh, I uncertainty it, but I'm going to check anyway.

I stepped into an alleyway, out of sight of the general population – I'd need to be able to actually concentrate and while I tin think through the din of the city, I tin can't think while I'one thousand thinking there'due south someone going to run across what I'grand doing and wonder what, exactly, I'one thousand doing. Simply in a shady alley, leaning against a building? That's fine. No one's going to meet me unless they are looking for me. Let'south see…

Anything?

Anything at all?

The city is loud, and information technology's big. I'm not accepted to stretching out over an area like this – in fact, it went against everything I knew how to exercise. I'1000 used to shrinking down, down, until I fit into the cracks, likewise small to even see that there's something within. There were hundreds upon hundreds of people, most human being, some non, each completely involved in their own thoughts. Most were thinking of themselves, some were thinking of others, simply it was all a large cacophony of voices in the force.

I tried my all-time to distance myself from the people, only information technology was hard. I had never really done this before. I confess, I was only doing the opposite of what I had done for so many years to hide from the Emperor'south gaze so I didn't get dragged into his accursed Inquisitor Program. Just finally, I'm not sure how, only I managed to experience something. Something just barely poking over the din of sound that was Kuat metropolis like a beacon, responding to my gaze.

After I brought myself back to myself, my head started to swim and my vision became blurry. A dull headache set in and I held my head in an attempt to soothe information technology away. Accept a jiff, inward, outward. Steady.

…am I going to have to do that on the regular some day? Probably. I should find some time to do that at some indicate so it'due south not so overwhelming.

Let's get moving. Whatever that was, it was probably large. Something that may not actually exist worth the trouble of picking up but I'm going to go meet it anyway because I've already gone through all this problem.

I moved through the alleyway, walking at a brisk stride. Following the trail I had set for myself, I establish myself at the gates to a flea-market in the poorer surface area of the metropolis. I dug into my wallets to pay the entry fee, but the gate was opened before I could even pull my wallet out. In the gate-command office, a Rodian politely waved me in – he had seen that I was Imperial. I tipped my hat to the guy and walked inside.

Merchants were hawking their wears to every passerby. Some of information technology looked similar something I could go in any supermarket, others looked interesting, but I was here for a specific reason and my curiosity demanded to be sated.

Move effectually the crowds, give those that get out of my way a grateful nod and smile, be pleasant practise not be i of those Imperial'southward the frightens everyone around them to get their way. Eventually, I sensed the flare I had seen nearby.

My search had atomic number 82 me to a shop which dealt primarily in trinkets and, appropriately, souvenirs. There were three tables fix up making three-quarters of a square outside of a tent. Model ships, hologlobes, antique blasters that had purposely been sabotaged as to be un-fixable…is what I think information technology is?

In that location is no manner that is what I think it is.

The source of the flare, I had found, was a foursquare crystal with an electrum framing keeping it rubber.

I reached out for it with the force and felt it resonate back and my eyes got uncontrollably wide before I resumed my stone-faced mask.

That is a Jedi Holocron.

And I want it.

He might not know what information technology is and for my sake, I can't exactly let on that I know what information technology is.

I waited for the old man, hunched over, his peel tanned from long hours in Kuat's sun, to finish with his current client. I hefted the Holocron in my mitt, looking unconcerned. "Hey, how much for the desk-bound decoration?"

He turned around and his eyes got wide for a second in an almost panic before he turned on the sleazy business man routine. "Oh, Mr. Purple-Officeholder, sir! How are you doing on this fine 24-hour interval?"

"I'm perfectly fine, thank you," I said with a grinning. Yeah, he knows exactly what this is. "I just desire to purchase this matter to decorate my desk on the Star Destroyer."

"Well, I wouldn't necessarily call it a desk ornament," He said with a nervous grin. "Information technology'due south an erstwhile republic artifact, fabricated from the rarest of crystals from Illum and is very, very valuable. I'll take no less than two hundred and 50 credits."

I blinked, perplexed. There is no way he's that attached to information technology every bit but a trader. I don't recall he's a Jedi either…he just wants as many credits for information technology every bit possible. That's what he'southward attached too. Credits. "Yes just the Democracy is dead at present. I'll give you twenty-v credits."

Not paying 250 credits for it…because I can just afford 153 at the most expensive. I've got a upkeep to go on to, for the forcefulness's sake.

"Twenty-five?" He repeated with a gasp. "Only this is a priceless artifact! Crystals from Illum haven't been seen since the Ascension of the glorious Empire. I can't part for it for any less than 250."

I shrugged. "It's a fancy slate-weight. I mean, sure, it looks nice just the only thing it'south going to practise is decorate my desk. Now, if it were a ring or something for my girlfriend, that'd be a different story. Only I'chiliad non paying 250 for something that's just there to look nice. 25."

"Oh, I see," He changed his tactic. "Yous are a very discerning customer. What branch of service are you in, Mr…?"

"Stormtroopers," I replied with a nod. "And my name is Plite. What'due south yours?"

"Aren," He replied smoothly. "Well, I'chiliad always willing to help out the Purple War machine. This is a priceless artifact, but for yous? I can let it go for 200 credits. What do yous say?"

"That'southward definitely amend," I said with a nod. "Merely Aren, clearly, you've been in this game a long time. I can't imagine that a shrewd business human being like yourself got this for anything more than 50 credits. Since I don't call back you desire to pause even, I'll upwards my offer to 60 credits."

Aren blinked. "But sir, I didn't become this for a mere fifty credits, merely for 150 credits."

He's lying. "Actually, well. 60 credits is notwithstanding the toll I'yard willing to pay for it."

"Come now," The man said with a frown, looking over my face for the slightest flake of empathy or impatience for bartering and finding none. "Y'all've been many places throughout the milky way, yes? As a tempest trooper, you've undoubtedly seen the ends of the galaxy and still yous clearly want this bauble here. Conspicuously y'all recognize it's worth."

"I think it looks nice, yeah," I nodded.

"Since I concord the Imperial Military machine in the highest regard, I'll grant yous an even better bargain," Aren continued. "175 credits, a steal for this."

He's right, technically. A Jedi Holocron outside of the Emperor'southward treasury? This thing's worth millions. With that in mind, he clearly doesn't know what information technology is, considering he would've sold if off to the Hutt's or turned it into the Empire for the large cash-in if he did. Just he does know information technology's valuable. "You're right, I do recognize its value. It looks pretty. A skillful conversation starter, something overnice to look at while I'm filing paperwork for the Moff or some-such. Since you've pointed out that yep, I do recognize its value, and it does accept value, I'll bump up my offering to 100 credits. I don't remember I can go whatever higher and, at least, y'all'll make some of your money dorsum."

150 credits. That's the magic number. I won't be able to afford anything special or extravagant until the next paycheck comes in, but this'll be well worth it. Trying to figure out how to open the thing and access it's secrets will be a cracking utilise of my time and a practiced way to practice with the force.

"I…" He glared for a second into my optics. "Ahahaha…I run into. I go yous, y'all won't back down. Just you see, you're mistaken. I'thou perfectly willing to break fifty-fifty in the case of such a distinguished customer like yourself. 150 credits, no less."

Finally. I cupped my chin, turning my head to call up. I didn't want him to recollect he'd won simply yet, I needed him to stir in instance he had any thoughts of irresolute his mind. "Alright, fine. 150 it is. Only I even so remember you got robbed by whoever you got this from."

"I'chiliad hands taken advantage of," Aren replied, taking my credits and handing me the Holocron. He had quite a bit of pride in himself, without whatever sense of having lost anything. "As a merchant, it's my curse."

"A horrible curse to be sure," I replied, sliding the Holocron into my belt. "A pleasance doing business with you, Aren."

I had three credits left to spend. I mean, I had cash put abroad for savings and food for subsequently, simply spending credits? Just three. I'll probably get a candy bar or something before I head back up to the Bulldoze Yards Hotel.

---

First things starting time, figure out how to hide this thing. In that location is no way I'grand actually taking this affair onto a Star Destroyer with me, the risk of the Destroyer playing host to an Inquisitor or even Vader himself is too swell – they'd lock onto it like I did and I'd be up the creek.

So, how to hide information technology? I don't desire information technology on Coruscant and that'southward where my housing assignment is until I actually get my Storm Trooper commission. I might not accept a selection, withal and that's a giant problem. At the very least, I alive on another hemisphere from the Emperor entirely.

At the very least, though, I should encounter if what's on this thing is even worth the trouble. For all I know, it's just a message from Obi-wan Kenobi telling everyone to stay away from the Jedi Temple and that is non worth keeping effectually for any reason.

How do I open this thing?

Uh…let's see…

I was in my hotel room, the door locked. On my bed in a lotus position, I held the Holocron in my hands, feeling the pulse of its life beginning to warm my easily and making the fretfulness of my fingers tingle. I focused on information technology, only in function but gradually it became the but thing as the other concerns at the border of my mind gradually faded abroad.

There were mechanisms on the inside, unreachable except through the strength. The Holocron itself, as I reached out for these with my feelings almost seemed like it was…helping me? Helping me connect with these locks and I focused on moving them, information technology's warming presence like a beacon and instruction transmission both at once.

Slowly. Button and pull. I've got experience doing this, information technology's just been a while. I haven't moved annihilation since that fiasco with the cans. Focus. Remain at-home. Focus. Connect with the Holocron and…

I opened my eyes and saw that the Holocron had opened, the pieces floating with the force and an image appeared over the Holocron and I felt what information technology was trying to tell me through the strength. The image was of…is that Nick Gillard? No…Cin Drallig, the character based on the Prequal Trilogy'southward stunt coordinator.

"Hello, student. I am Cin Drallig, the head lightsaber teacher of the Jedi Club," He began and this huge smile started breaking out over my face. "In this Holocron, I have recorded everything I've always learned about lightsaber grade 6, or the Diplomat's Form, also every bit thoughts and lessons from masters of the form throughout the history of the Jedi Order. With this Holocron, I promise it volition enable you to learn everything there is to know about the Way of the Rancor, and assistance bring students to mastery of this this, the most difficult form known to the Jedi."

Niman. The form without any weaknesses, piece of cake to larn and get a grip on only tin can take a jedi well over 10 years to principal. This form stuck out in my mind every bit the grade that Exar Kun chose this as his fighting style and if my retentivity is correct, he never lost a duel. Not one time.

And this Holocron, which is teaching me both through a lesson and images that I have left on pause for now, but besides through the force – the same way I've been learning everything for the by four or v years. Holocron's taught through the force. How awesome is that?

The Holocron helped me shut it off and I gingerly placed it in front end of me, regarding it as the sacred object that it was. I could already hear Binary Sunset sounding off in the dorsum of my head, enough to bring a tear to my eye.

…I demand a lightsaber. More than that, I need to know when the Alliance to Restore the Democracy is going to be formally organized. Sometime before A New Promise definitely. Simply how many years earlier manus? Did the show 'Rebels' take annihilation to do with information technology? Probably, with Disney's new canon. Merely I don't recollect what planets they were effectually, I never watched the show.

But before all of that, I demand a place to hibernate this where it won't get seen or felt. If just I had a Terentatek hide, that'd brand this like shooting fish in a barrel – just wrap the Holocron up and fifty-fifty I wouldn't exist able to sense this. Ship information technology to Tatooine so Obi-Wan will keep it safe? Nah, I don't want to bring attention to him considering the Empire saw this weird bundle go out to Tatooine for no reason.

A Jedi uses the Strength for Cognition and Defense…

So…maybe I should meditate on my puzzler and the Strength will provide an answer? Maybe. I mean, why not? It'southward already brought me this far. Merely…enquire. Meditate. Close my optics…remember…ponder…steer clear from those two big patches of black miasma in the strength…there.

It is unlikely that Inquisitor'south of any kind will exist assigned to The Highlander once information technology'south repairs are completed – it'south only slated for Wargames and while the boxing station nosotros encountered is of concern, it's a business organisation solely for the Imperial Military until we know for sure that a force user was involved and there was none involved. I should by and large be safe from the Inquisitors until my internship on The Highlander is over and by and so, I should be able to hide the Holocron in my home and send it from one place to some other without much incident until I'm suspected of harboring traitorous instincts.

The Holocron, for at present, is safest with me.

I took a breath, sunk back into the cracks of the universe, where I could not sense anything.

…yeah, poking my head out of the sand occasionally is fun.

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Author'due south Notes: This is a scene I've been wanting to practice for a while, give Jet a bone for if or when he defects and wants to become a Jedi (because who wouldn't?). He has some actual resources now across Yoda and Obi-Wan who may or may not be interested in really training him.

As for what's side by side, I'm non sure I've got much in the manner of plot for Jet and the Highlander. I've done nigh everything I've been wanting to do hither and I don't have any more ideas that don't return the story to a lull. Maybe a snippet here and there to keep everyone up to speed as Jet end's his internship aboard the Highlander and and so we move on to his next internship which, well. I'll leave that one to everyone's imagination.

Shout out goes out too Melden V, Anders Kronquist, Ray Tony Song, makopaulo, Volkogluk, Aaron Bjornson, iolande, Martin Auguado, Julio, Tomer Zwighaft, keefe owens, Jiopaba, Hackerham and Tim Collins-Squire your continued support means the globe to me.

Until the adjacent time!

~Fulcon

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wants to get a Jedi (because who wouldn't?

Meh. The whole 'no waifu, no husbando, no feelings' schtick is enough to get full Sith!

Theaxofwar

Definitely not a Bunny Cat in disguise.

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…yep, poking my caput out of the sand occasionally is fun.

I predict that those large patches of black miasma just noticed he was there. Either that, or I'm paranoid.

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