OOC: This RP runs paralell, time-wise, to the Xal Kra RP, and the Collective Assembles RP.
Gash Jiren stood, moving easily and fluidly from his cross-legged position to a fighting stance. He whipped out his dual-phase lightsaber, igniting the sharp, saphire-blue blade and moving it through several quick motions. The Jedi seemed to be testing it, listening to the noble weapon's hum, smelling the ionized air. He put his second hand onto the blade, and motioned forward.
From the shadows, a silver droid rolled out. It was a special creation, one which could use a lightsaber with amazing effectiveness. Though no match for a Force-using Jedi, so long as Gash did not use the Force, it provided a healthy challenge. The wheels it used for transportation provided full range of motion.
Gash lept forward at the droid as it ignited it's own lightsaber. The two blades met in a diagonal cross, with a flash of white and a whine similar to blaster fire. Gash spun, striking low with his back still turned. The droid blocked this, and Gash raised his blade to waist height and slashed back on the other side, spinning the other way.
The blades met once again, and the Jedi spun a few more degrees to face the droid. He kept the blades touching, then slashed high, and again low. As the droid blocked the last slash, Gash kicked the droid's side hard, using the force to accelerate his foot.
To the Jedi's surprise, his foot pierced the durasteel siding of the battledroid. On reflex, Gash's lightsaber continued through, slicing off the head of the droid, sending to flying off. Gash caught it in the Force, slowing it's descent.
He was growing stronger.
The anger-less combat brought him closer in harmony with his lightsaber, and execised his senses, bringing him closer to his surroundings. Consequently, it also brought him closer to the Light Side of the Force.
He was growing in the Force.
Gash disignited his lightsaber, striding from the room. In a few moments, he found the turbolift, and took it to the bridge portion of of the Marauder Corvette, the Hermes. As the Jedi Outcast entered the bridge, his eyes first fell upon a small flower from a field on Naboo. He'd found it, alone- and in checking the botanical records, discovered it to be of a formerly-extinct species.
Given his medical background, Gash took interest and cloned the plant. The blue flower, which he'd named "Saphire Squall", now decorated all corners of his personal vessel. As Jiren looked at it, he concentrated in the Force. Feeling the energy created by the flower flow, the energy of everything living on board the ship... flowing together... with a wave of his palm, Gash sent a surge of his own Force energy through the small plant, concentrating on it at a cellular level.
The Saphire Squall's stem sprang upwards, lengthening half a foot. The blue of it's petals deepened, as did the green of it's leaves and stem.
'Nice trick, Jiren. When are you going to figure out how to build me an Eclipse Star Destroyer with those force powers of your's?'
A smile came to Gash face as he turned to face D31, his highly advanced droid aide. The droid had apparently taken a break from ordering the other Cobra Battledroids who crewed the Hermes to watch Gash's show with the flower.
"Probably never. I wouldn't mind building you a nice boat, so the two of us could sail on a Naboo lake, though."
'You old softy. What do you have against ESDs?'
Gash visibly shuddered. "They oppose all I believe in... their ability to destroy sickens me."
'You didn't seem to have any problem with Xylon's ESD smashing the hell out of the TNO's ESD, Admiral Jiren.'
"Sometimes..." Gash grimaced, "Sometimes, we must utilize tools and methods that we do not like, for the greater good. If we had not used the Jenova to destroy TNO's Eclipse, so many would have died..."
'I don't know. That Luke Skywalker would say differently.'
"The galaxy doesn't revolve around the Jedi and their struggles of morality!" Gash snapped. "Sometimes, we must act, in order to save lives. I know the Dark Side; I know that what myself, Xylon and Douglas did on that day was for the greater good!"
'Hey, hey, don't get excited. I'm on your side.'
Gash sighed, and looked out into space through the thin viewport of the bridge. He shook his head, and smiled back at D31.
"I know, DeeThree. But I face the same inner struggle every Jedi does; I simply believe in rising above that conflict."
'Sounds good to me.' D31 pasued, looking over to a console emitting a low sound. 'Gash, there's someone calling, here... Xylon Hexyra.'
Stepping up to the console, Gash nodded. "Put him through."
Gash Jiren stood, moving easily and fluidly from his cross-legged position to a fighting stance. He whipped out his dual-phase lightsaber, igniting the sharp, saphire-blue blade and moving it through several quick motions. The Jedi seemed to be testing it, listening to the noble weapon's hum, smelling the ionized air. He put his second hand onto the blade, and motioned forward.
From the shadows, a silver droid rolled out. It was a special creation, one which could use a lightsaber with amazing effectiveness. Though no match for a Force-using Jedi, so long as Gash did not use the Force, it provided a healthy challenge. The wheels it used for transportation provided full range of motion.
Gash lept forward at the droid as it ignited it's own lightsaber. The two blades met in a diagonal cross, with a flash of white and a whine similar to blaster fire. Gash spun, striking low with his back still turned. The droid blocked this, and Gash raised his blade to waist height and slashed back on the other side, spinning the other way.
The blades met once again, and the Jedi spun a few more degrees to face the droid. He kept the blades touching, then slashed high, and again low. As the droid blocked the last slash, Gash kicked the droid's side hard, using the force to accelerate his foot.
To the Jedi's surprise, his foot pierced the durasteel siding of the battledroid. On reflex, Gash's lightsaber continued through, slicing off the head of the droid, sending to flying off. Gash caught it in the Force, slowing it's descent.
He was growing stronger.
The anger-less combat brought him closer in harmony with his lightsaber, and execised his senses, bringing him closer to his surroundings. Consequently, it also brought him closer to the Light Side of the Force.
He was growing in the Force.
Gash disignited his lightsaber, striding from the room. In a few moments, he found the turbolift, and took it to the bridge portion of of the Marauder Corvette, the Hermes. As the Jedi Outcast entered the bridge, his eyes first fell upon a small flower from a field on Naboo. He'd found it, alone- and in checking the botanical records, discovered it to be of a formerly-extinct species.
Given his medical background, Gash took interest and cloned the plant. The blue flower, which he'd named "Saphire Squall", now decorated all corners of his personal vessel. As Jiren looked at it, he concentrated in the Force. Feeling the energy created by the flower flow, the energy of everything living on board the ship... flowing together... with a wave of his palm, Gash sent a surge of his own Force energy through the small plant, concentrating on it at a cellular level.
The Saphire Squall's stem sprang upwards, lengthening half a foot. The blue of it's petals deepened, as did the green of it's leaves and stem.
'Nice trick, Jiren. When are you going to figure out how to build me an Eclipse Star Destroyer with those force powers of your's?'
A smile came to Gash face as he turned to face D31, his highly advanced droid aide. The droid had apparently taken a break from ordering the other Cobra Battledroids who crewed the Hermes to watch Gash's show with the flower.
"Probably never. I wouldn't mind building you a nice boat, so the two of us could sail on a Naboo lake, though."
'You old softy. What do you have against ESDs?'
Gash visibly shuddered. "They oppose all I believe in... their ability to destroy sickens me."
'You didn't seem to have any problem with Xylon's ESD smashing the hell out of the TNO's ESD, Admiral Jiren.'
"Sometimes..." Gash grimaced, "Sometimes, we must utilize tools and methods that we do not like, for the greater good. If we had not used the Jenova to destroy TNO's Eclipse, so many would have died..."
'I don't know. That Luke Skywalker would say differently.'
"The galaxy doesn't revolve around the Jedi and their struggles of morality!" Gash snapped. "Sometimes, we must act, in order to save lives. I know the Dark Side; I know that what myself, Xylon and Douglas did on that day was for the greater good!"
'Hey, hey, don't get excited. I'm on your side.'
Gash sighed, and looked out into space through the thin viewport of the bridge. He shook his head, and smiled back at D31.
"I know, DeeThree. But I face the same inner struggle every Jedi does; I simply believe in rising above that conflict."
'Sounds good to me.' D31 pasued, looking over to a console emitting a low sound. 'Gash, there's someone calling, here... Xylon Hexyra.'
Stepping up to the console, Gash nodded. "Put him through."