Yet another ship appeared on Jax's hand held radar. "What... did someone call a garden party?" Tilon commented sarcaticly.

"A sith garden party..." Jax commented dryly.

The two of them headed towards the new ship, hoping to find alies.

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((Is that my ship Jax?))

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Oren did not want to attract attention on him since he was foreigner around here. It was highly likely that people could become suspicious of him, his unnatural attitudes. Anyway, he decided to take a peek around the place to have a clear understanding of where he had come. Oren was not so comfortable as he was walking by the people of this world. He could say that was no planet to be safe from the way how the force affected him. Oren continued with his head inclined, fast steps accompanied. Oren was so concentrated keeping himself not to look away on anyone's face. He did not see two men coming in his way, undeliberately bumped into him. (Jax this is you and Tilon btw)

(Sorry for the belated response to your post, Jax. I am kinda busy dealing with stuff related to school so I came online rarely)

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OOC: Quick note for both your RPs, Jax. I'll probably be on very little until Friday as this week is finals week.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

((Gonna try to get something posted up tomorrow, sorry about the delay. Had a bout of sickness that's thrown me all out of whack.))

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(Yeah that was your ship Misa_Amane)

OOC: No problem guys. No rush really. I'll hold things back and give you some time. And it's ok Captain Faramir I realize you all have busy lives.




Jax moved quickly to the side, instictively grasping for his weapon as the man slid past him and bumbed into Tilon with the majority of the colission.

"Oh, exscuse me," Tilon said with his naturally cheery voice.

Jax loked at the man. He was the one they had seen landing earlyer... he was the Jedi.

"Exscuse me," Jax said. "Can I speak with you in private?"

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((Ok.))

Anika slowly made hwe away across the planet and towards the threes life forms she had felt awhile ago. It was intresting that two were together, and a third, more powerful had joined them. Soon she saw the three men and with her had on her saber, approched them with caution. "Would any of you men be the sorce of the rumors?"

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The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Pravus smiled again at the man before him.
"Indeed" he said with a smirk and nodded toward him.
"So tell me Lord..Ultio, what brings you out here" Pravus asked with an almost knowing look.

Vasara stood back and continued to observe. Tuning her senses in to both men, she watched...and waited.

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Jax turned around before the new arival even had a chance to speak.

Jis hand floated to his lightsaber handle resting comfortably on his right hip.

He looked at the young woman infront of him, she was obviously a Jedi.

"You tell me," Jax replied to her with a cold glare. "Are we?"

His hand didn't move.

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Anika glared. "You tell me, no ordinary people carry a saber, and Jedi are scarse."

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

"Well," Vindictus said, tapping his chin, "One would assume that I would be here investigating the rumors of Sith. And they'd be right. And one could also assume, based on the facts, that the three light side Force presences, muted as most of them are, are here for the same reason."

"Now, what are you going to do about that?"

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Jax didin't een blink, but glanced down at Anika's lightsaber.

"Like you said... No ordinary people carry a saber, and Jedi are scarse."

He could sense no evil in this Jedi, but he wasn't about to trust someone he had only known for a mibute or so.

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Anika smirked. "Too true, I am neither ordinary, nor a Jedi. I am how ever a Skywalker."

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Vasara gripped the handle of her lightsabre and lunged forward
"How dare you question Lord Pravus!" she roared in anger, her eyes blazing red.

Pravus put his arm outright in front of her, blocking her path. Vasara glared at him and giving him a questioning stare.

"It's quite alright my apprentice" he said to her softly in her ear "Lord Ultio has a point." Pravus turned his head back towards his fellow Sith "But alas, those light side forces you sense are of no consequence to us." he brought his arm down, and folded it over the other. The long sleeves of his robes draping down to his waist.
"They will find there way here and we will deal with them."

Vasara smiled under her veil as her Master spoke of his plans. She could not wait to unleash her power, to cut loose.

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"Temper, temper," Vindictus said, shaking his head in mock disapointment. "That'll get you into trouble one of these days, young missy." His mocking face suddenly changed into a sneer, "And I 'dare' question him because he is not my master and I owe him no respect. Just because he has an apprentice doesn't make him the 'master of all Sith.'" He flicked off his lightsaber, which had been hanging loosly in his hand for the entire conversation, and hooked it to his belt as now he knew Pravus (And he did note the man's name in Vasara's slip of the tounge.) would be more likely to attack him with the Force or his 'pet' and said pet would not be able to skewer him before he drew his own lightsaber.

"So, why are you ever here? Of all places, there are much better choices for a secret base. A deserted asteroid perhaps? Somewhere where someone won't just stumble upon your operation and attract unwanted attention would be the usual choice. So, Pravus, why here?"

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

"Then it looks like we have that in common," Jax replied to the Jedi. "I am neither common, nor a Jedi. To find out just what I am, however, you must earn more trust than I am willing to give."

"So what are you doing here?" Tilon asked the Jedi. "You looking for those sith to?"

Jax shot Tilon a cold stair. "We can deal with the sith on our own."

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