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There was a moment of tension amongst the Emperor's council. To each side of the man himself were countless people, but about 10 robed figures could be picked out, and these were the Jedi Council of Ftang.

The leader of the Academy, which had recently restriced entry to only natives, Ishiak Moniv, stood up and turned to the Emperor.

"Your Majesty, have you considered our request?"

Emperor Korsax I ran his hand through his hair before leaning forward:

"I have considered it, but I am not as welcoming as my father you will find. I will allow you to open the Academy for a short while to the outside, but every applicant has to come through me and display their abilities before the council."

There was a muttering amongst the people, but it quickly stopped when Ishiak began to speak once more.

"I accept that, but I request that you visit the Academy in person in order to view such a spectacle, as I fear the other members of this assembly will throw the students off."

He sat back down, and the Emperor stood up, instantly hushing the muttering that returned.

"I will consider those terms, I currently have one more condition. As soon as each new class has arrived, every month afterwards (non-RL) I will visit the Academy to check on progress, to ensure that you are not wasting my time."

He sat back down, and Ishiak instantly stood.

"I fully accept those terms, does that mean you will re-open the Academy?"

The Emperor gestured a thumbs-up towards Ishiak from his seat, as he was always bored by these assemblies. Ishiak smiled to himself, and sat back down.

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The following morning

Ishiak was standing at the communications terminal at the Academy, and typed in the message to be broadcast:

To all nations,
If any of you have force-sensitive young people who need training, send them to our academy on Ftang. All shall be trained by our Masters, but some may be paired due to current lack of avaliable Masters.

Please reply back if you wish to send students,

Master Ishiak Moniv,
Head of the Ftang Jedi Council, Head Teacher at the Academy.

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Message From NeoAztec
Our country of NeoAztec has a small but interesting population of these so called "force-sensitives". However, in order to see if this group is formidable, we ask to be able to send one test, John Freemason. if neccesary, we will send information on him if asked. We ask for your decision soon.

Signed,
Josh Montezuma.

To: Josh Montezuma,

We happily accept John as a student. The only information we require is his age and any experience he may have, as this will help us choose his master and the classes he needs to attend primarily.

Regards,
Master Ishiak Moniv
Head Teacher of the Academy, Head of Ftang Jedi Council.

NeoAztec
Name: Josh Freemason
Age: 15
Date of Birth: Unknown
Parental Status: Both deceased, no family
Biography: Born to Adam Freemason and Jane Freedom, he lived on a farm most of his life. His father and mother was part of a science research team working on several genetic experiments. When he was 10 however, his parents were killed in a lab accident which also claimed 21 other lives. Josh had been with his parents in the lab when the accident happened. Somehow, he was able to escape from it alive, to be found by rescue teams later. One of the surviving scientists claim that he saw the boy leap to safety. He was put in an orphanage, before he was adopted by government agent Jason Crow at age 12. He was then put in an government training regiment for NIA agents in training, but was found "force-sensitive" and pulled from the group. He than continued his education at an high school.
Education: 11th grade (skipped 2nd grade)
Experience: Basic soldiering, several advance soldier courses, survival training.

Emperor Korsax I was sat in his throne room, completing preparations for the upcoming negotiations, when he received a holo-message from Master Ishiak.

"We have received our first application Your Majesty, would you like us to send him to you?"

Korsax shook his head quickly.

"I'm afraid it would be rude to have him here, due to the upcoming diplomacy meeting, so I ask that you send a hologram of his first day to the Red Dragon's bridge so that I can evaluate him."

Ishiak's hologram bowed.

"I understand your majesty."

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Ishiak then sent a message back to Josh Montezuma.

To: Josh Montezuma
Subject: John Freemason

We are very intrigued by his past, and look forward to seeing what he can do. He is allowed to bring any items he wishes, as he will have his own room. As part of the Academy's custom, we will present him with his Saber and robes upon his arrival. He will train under Master El'kar Botos, and we have attached the Academy's co-ordinates to this message. We hope you can transport him as soon as possible.

Regards,
Master Ishiak Moniv.
Head Teacher of the Academy, Head of Ftang Jedi Council

Message from NeoAztec
We will have Freemason send as soon as he is prepared, which should be by tomorrow.

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In the NIA Headquarters, Tenochtitlan...

In an dark room, an young boy roughly 5''6' with dark hair and well build, sat in a leather chair, nervous about going to the academy. He was proud to go, yet also deathly nervous. Across from him his superior, only known as the DARKMAN, took a drag on the cigarette in his mouth. He pushed forward a small suitcase across the desk.

"Josh, you have two thing you have to do for us." He paused, seemingly thinking. "You have to put yourself in a position of trust in the Jedi Academy. By all means, you should do as they tell you and treat them as you would us. You must keep them happy. Your second task is to discover whether this would be an good investment for us. We don't know much about the 'force' and I hate to be out of the ring. Your to gain any information about this group you can. In this suitcase is some of your equipment. I give you only one order, do not allow yourself to be exposed or to harm anyone. We still want you to do good." Josh took the suitcase and nodded. "Yes sir." DARKMAN got up and put an hand on Josh's shoulder. "Your father would be proud." He said with conviction. "Now, go home and get some rest." Josh got up, saluted and left.

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OOC: Will post later.

Master Ishiak Moniv was sitting in the Council Chamber of the Academy, near to him were fellow Masters Zech Moon and El'Kar Botos. Ishiak was a aged human, with shoulder length grey hair, but with a heavily muscular build due to years of training. Zech was a strong human as well, with a long brown beard and shaved brown hair, while El'kar wore a mask over his face, hiding all of it, and constantly wore his long grey robes due to horrific battle scars he had received during several civil disputes on the planet.

Ishiak was the first to speak.

"Master El'Kar, we must make sure that this student is welcomed and constantly guarded, as you know full well what has happened in the past, with anti-Jedi forces sneaking in and attacking our younger students."

The masked jedi simply nodded his head and got up.

"Make sure you train him like I trained you, he has a storied past, and will most likely be a little different than the other students we have had, so give him time if he needs it."

El'Kar once again nodded before leaving the room, his robes flowing behind him. Zech turned to Ishiak with a concerned look on his face.

"Are you sure we should give this student to El'Kar. I have nothing against his skills, they are very formidable, but he was....is very headstrong. Wouldn't you prefer if I took over?"

Ishiak didn't move at all, only spoke.

"I give everybody as many chances as they need. Besides, I think El'Kar has learnt a lesson since his last student, considering he left both physical and mental scars on him."

Zech smiled, and thought I forgot about that. He then stood up quite quickly.

"Shall I arrange for his induction duel?"

Ishiak nodded.

"Give him one of our most promising students, I wish to see how John fends against Jerax, as I have high hopes for John."

Zech bowed before swiftly turning and striding out of the room. Ishiak remained on his seat, and began to meditate, awaiting the arrival of John Freemason...

John arrived at 9:00 AM, in an NeoAztec Shuttle. Taking all of his belongings (only his suitcase, really), he stepped out and saluted the driver. After returning the salute, the shuttle lifted off. John than sat, waiting for someone to arrive.

Suddenly, Master El'Kar emerged from the shadows, his heavy breathing created an aura of worry around him. He approached John's postion, before bowing to the new student.

"Greetings John, I am Master El'Kar Botos, your assigned master. I have been told of your exploits, and I am impressed. First off, we shall have you take part in an induction duel with one of our students, in order to assess your initial skills."

He gestured towards the large doors that made up the Academy's entrance.

John returned the bow. "Greetings, Master Botos. I am sure I will learn much from you."

Following Botos, he asked. "What shall we be dueling with? Swords?"

Botos nodded towards John as he lead him towards the Duel Chamber. His voice sounded very labored when he spoke.

"Yes, the first round will be general fighting, without force powers, so we can see how good your reflexes are and how fast you are. The second will include force powers, as we wish to see if you know any so far."

He continued walking down the huge halls until they got to a tall archway. Botos gestured for John to follow him before stepping into the room and walking towards it's center.

Dushkun was a diverse planets, ranging from its mountainous peaks to its arid deserts but in the town of Little Haven the governor overlooked his monitor in the hope of any information, he loved this town but some days he yearned for excitement and then a transmission from Ftang, a planet not too far from Dushkun

"Hmm this looks interesting, the Jedi are looking for new padawans... it has been many years since anyone from Dushkun took the journey to become part of the Order" Governor Melchiot said to himself before messaging back the Ftang council

"To the Jedi Council of Ftang, I have received your transmission for new applicants & I feel I have such a candidate suitable for training as a padawan,he is quite adept already within basic force skills & I am sure he would relish this chance. His name is Bandyr Jast, my nephew"






Name: Bandyr Jast
Age: 13
Date of Birth: unknown
Parental Status: father Kratos Jast - DECEASED
mother Tal Hen Jast - DECEASED
uncle Melchiot Jast - GUARDIAN
Biography: Born into a well to do family residing in Little Haven, Bandyr showed promise at an early age, he gained knowledge fast and he soon became physically more stronger than many children his age.

When he was 10 his parents were killed during an attack by unknown forces seeking to conquer Dushkun but thanks to the united Dushkun armies led by his uncle Melchiot the enemy was repelled but at a great personal loss.

at age 12 Melchiot first noticed signs of Bandyr's force skill when he levitated a fallen tree with nothing but his hand and mind, Bandyr admitted he has been able to do this since he saw his parents die and that is how he survived the assault on Little Haven unscathed.

And now Bandyr is at the perfect age to learn more.


Education: home schooled by Melchiot, who jimself was a former padawan before leaving the order to help his people fight their would be conquerors

Experience: none but is gifted in tactics and machinery, has an understanding of how things work better than most

This is Future Time?

This is Future Time?

OOC: Yes indeed.

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Master Ishiak was still sat in the Council Room, but was alone this time, as he was meditiating. Suddenly his peace was disturbed when Master Zech entered holding a holopad in his hand. He quickly strode up to Master Ishiak, very silently due to his skill.

Without even moving or opening his eyes, Ishiak spoke:

"What news do you have Zech?"

Zech bowed and placed the holopad in his hands. Ishiak opened his eyes and looked at the message on the screen. A smile slowly emerged on his face, which caused Zech to stand up and smile as well.

"This is most excellent, send a transmission back"

Master Ishiak then dictated the transmission to be send back to Dushkun:

To: Governor Melchiot
Subject: Re: Application

We are honoured that you would send your nephew to us Governor, we happily accept him. We are saddened by what has happened to him even at his young age, but we hope he will enjoy his stay with us. He shall be trained by Master Zech Moon, one of our most accomplished duelists. As with all students, any items he wishes to bring are allowed. However, if he has his own lightsaber, we ask that you tell us, otherwise he will be presented with one upon his arrival.

We look forward to meeting him.

Regards,
Master Ishiak Moniv.

Melchiot smiled and sent for his nephew, within minutes Bandyr entered the room

"Bandyr..youre time has come..you shall entire the training I once endured as did your father, you are to become a Jedi padawan, I knew this time would come so I am giving you this, it was your fathers, it was a crystal he salvaged when he first constructed his own sabre, he knew it would suit you well" Melchiot said as he handed over a small orange crystal

"Uncle...I cannot thank you eneough... thank you and I will never forget you"

"Do not forget us but remember, do no let your feelinsg cloud your judgement, that is why your father & I made such awful padawans, because we loved this world and as brothers could never sever our links to each other"

And with that Bnadyr left his uncles room and began his journey to Ftang,his journey to carrying on his fathers legacy

"Master Zech Moon... I look forward to learning under him..I'm gonna miss uncle Mel" Sighed Bandyr as his transport ship entered the Ftang atmosphere, he arrived at a landing dock and there was greeted by several robed individuals

"My name is Bandyr Jast, from Dushkun, I am here to train under Master Zech Moon"

Botos nodded towards John as he lead him towards the Duel Chamber. His voice sounded very labored when he spoke.

"Yes, the first round will be general fighting, without force powers, so we can see how good your reflexes are and how fast you are. The second will include force powers, as we wish to see if you know any so far."

He continued walking down the huge halls until they got to a tall archway. Botos gestured for John to follow him before stepping into the room and walking towards it's center.

John walked slowly, slightly awed by the architecture. However, after a few seconds he snapped out of it and quickly caught up. "I have only minor training in swordsmanship." He said slowly. "but I have a tendency to learn quickly. I hope that is sufficient."

Master El'Kar nodded his head.

"That will definitely be sufficient. Here is your opponent, Jerax."

A young man that looked about 18, but with a strong build and shoulder length platinum hair entered the room. He had his sword ready in his hand, and went to the middle of the room before bowing to John and then getting ready.

"Do not worry about the swords John, they will not damage you, but obviously try your best not to get hit."

El'Kar then went to the side of the room and sat down.

OOC: Would you like to RP the entire duel, or should I do Jerax?

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OOC: I will add a reply to Dushkun here later.

Bandyr greeted his welcoming committee with a traditional Dushkun bow and salute to his new teachers. He looked around at his surroundings, not too dissimilar from Dushkun but it had a more weird vibe, relaxed yet focused. matural but otherworldly

Masters Zech Moon, Dei Zakan and Byrec Erach had been sent to greet the young Bandyr. Zech was the first to approach him, his physical frame casting a huge shadow.

"Welcome to the Academy Bandyr, I will be your teacher. I have heard you have your own lightsaber, so I shall present you with your robes now."

He handed the white robes the Academy gives to padawans to his new student, with a smile across his face.

"I look forward to seeing your skills, your Uncle told us you have already used force powers before."

The other Masters began talking amongst themselves, mostly about how Bandyr was incredibly powerful to have done what Governor Melchiot said he did, but were quickly silenced by a tiny movement of Zech's hand.

"Follow me please, we shall proceed to the dueling chamber for your initial review."

With that, he turned sharply and headed off towards the massive doors of the Academy, his robes flowing behind him. He simply lifted his hand and the doors opened, before striding down the hallways. Zech eventually came to a stop outside of an arch, and noticed Bandyr was looking around at his surroundings...

"This place... my father and uncle spoke of such a place but I thought they were stories to keep a child occupied... I suppose pop wasnt telling stories,master Moon... why did the other masters speak to themselves about me...have I done something wrong" Asked a quizzical Bandyr as he placed his padawan robes on, at his side he wore his fathers sabre with pride, he was eager but he expected to be broken before he could become a Jedi

Master Zech smiled.

"Not at all my friend, they were merely looking forward to seeing your duel. It's been a long time since we've had a student with as much potential as I see in you Bandyr, and I think they see it too."

Zech then quickly turned and entered the Duel Chamber, where Master El'Kar and his student, John Freemason, were already in the middle of his skill review. Master Zech noticed he would have to wait, and so sat down in a chair next to the archway. He realised Bandyr was still in the hallway, and smiled once more...

Master El'Kar nodded his head.

"That will definitely be sufficient. Here is your opponent, Jerax."

A young man that looked about 18, but with a strong build and shoulder length platinum hair entered the room. He had his sword ready in his hand, and went to the middle of the room before bowing to John and then getting ready.

"Do not worry about the swords John, they will not damage you, but obviously try your best not to get hit."

El'Kar then went to the side of the room and sat down.

OOC: Would you like to RP the entire duel, or should I do Jerax?

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OOC: I will add a reply to Dushkun here later.

OOC: Sure, you mind rping Jerax?

John returned the bow than got into fighting position, his sword put at an angle, ready to defend.

Bandyr watched as John and Jerax began to spar, he felt overwhelemd and intimidated by the two warriors fighting but as he watched them he began to read them, he was figuring them out, he was learning their skills, their strengths and weaknesses but most importantly, he was enjoying watching the duel

"Master Zech, has Jerax always been here, he seesm very mature and well... at home here?"

OOC: Sure, you mind rping Jerax?

John returned the bow than got into fighting position, his sword put at an angle, ready to defend.

OOC: No problem at all, sorry about the late reply guys.

Jerax spun his sword around before charging towards John. He realised he was defending, and tried to catch him off guard with a aerial attack, leaping into the air and bringing his sword down in the direction of John's head.

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Bandyr watched as John and Jerax began to spar, he felt overwhelemd and intimidated by the two warriors fighting but as he watched them he began to read them, he was figuring them out, he was learning their skills, their strengths and weaknesses but most importantly, he was enjoying watching the duel

"Master Zech, has Jerax always been here, he seesm very mature and well... at home here?"

Zech looked on with a smile on his face, before noticing that Bandyr had asked a question, and turned to answer it. He saw the look of admiration on the boys face, something he was pleased to see.

"He has been here for about six years. He came to us late in life, much like you and John there have, in Jedi terms anyway. He settled in really easily and showed great potential, the only reason he is still here is that he wanted to acheive perfection in the ways of the light."

He noticed the aerial move that Jerax was attempting and thought always being bold that guy. He then leaned towards Bandyr and asked him:

"Do you wish to duel with swords as well? Or do you wish to try out your lightsaber? It's your choice entirely. We have a relatively recent student set up to face you, unless you want otherwise?"

OOC: No problem at all, sorry about the late reply guys.

Jerax spun his sword around before charging towards John. He realised he was defending, and tried to catch him off guard with a aerial attack, leaping into the air and bringing his sword down in the direction of John's head.

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John, knowing that his arm would likely be shattered defending it, stepped out of the way. He than proceeded to try and strike Jerax.

"If it pleases my master, I will use my lightsabre in the duel, It is really the weapon I am most used to" Bandyr replied as hepaased the time by floating the sabre between his hands, he was anxious but determined to show his worth to the academy

John, knowing that his arm would likely be shattered defending it, stepped out of the way. He than proceeded to try and strike Jerax.

Jerax wasn't expecting that, and only just managed to land on his feet. Jerax then felt John's attack coming and moved to block the attack that came towards his head, and narrowly escaped being clipped in the head. He quickly sprang back and went into defense himself.


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"If it pleases my master, I will use my lightsabre in the duel, It is really the weapon I am most used to" Bandyr replied as hepaased the time by floating the sabre between his hands, he was anxious but determined to show his worth to the academy."

Zech retained his smile, mainly because Bandyr was already showing his skills to him by floating his sabre. He then nodded.

"That is fine, just be sure to remain to the Way of Light's teachings, aim to make your opponent surrender, especially in this duel."

He then shifted his attention to the current duel, and was surprised to see Jerax on the defensive, as he was one of the most powerful attackers the Academy has, and was impressed that John had managed to counter his attack.

John, slightly fatigued from the attack, saw the old kid go into defense. He than proceeded to try and hit Jerex's right arm.

Center of Korriban...

" Vorterx.... I feel new life in the force... Someone is teaching new students in the forces ways... Follow this new surge of power... I must know where it is coming from."

Vortrex has been meditiating for some 20 years until this point.. when he finally got his message from his old master Lord Thinius. It had been sometime since he had seen his master or the outside of the Coreword meditation chambers and the sky above. Surounding him where holocrons from past and present sith lord and jedi masters, He and his master where not the avaerage force users.. they hwere neither jedie.. nor sith, or atleast as they have become to be known...

Vortrex got up from his place in the room, dust fell off his body like dried sand from a moving rock. His body smaller and more fragile then before, but more powerful in the force he hade become. His blood forged lightsabers placed on the pedistal across from his took to the air and floated around his body. Vortrex stepped from the chamber and into a lift which took him to the ground above, where his ship awaited him...

As he stepped into his ship, it sprung to life, and vortrex took to the med lab where he healed his body from its deteriated state.... he then navigated the ship into the correct course in which to find this new acadamy.

Jerax blocked the shot, only barely, as he was beginning to tire slightly, and pushed John away with his saber. He quickly leapt into the attack, using up some more energy by springing towards John, and bringing his saber across his view, aiming for John's shoulder.

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Master Ishiak noticed a strong surge in the force eminating from space, and brought up the star system map. He saw a ship, seemingly commanded by only one man, floating across space towards Ftang. He quickly shut off the map and made his way to the entrance of the Academy. He had an unexpected guest, but it was all worth it, as it was another student, and if his calulations are correct, a very strong one...

FLANAGAN INSTITUTE

To: Mr. Moniv
Ftang Jedi Academy

We would be interested in sending one of our children to you to study under
you if you are willing to receive him. The boy has had precognitive skills even
before we took him into our Institute, which is a common New Type trait, as
well as a way with machines which surpass that of us regular humans.
Just as the rest of them, he is very quick to learn to use the Mobile Suits and
Armors we give him to use.

However... Let me be blunt. Our interest in your Academy is not simply of an
altruistic kind. Much time and effort has been used in the training this boy,
and some see this endeavor as a waste of our resources. But due to the
similarity this "force-sensitiveness" has to the New Type phenomena in its
effect, we cannot simply pass by it without any consideration. I personally
think that both of us, your Academy and our Institute, have more to win from
this arrangement than to lose.

Awaiting your response,

Dr. Flanagan

Vortrex's ship slipped along the hyperspace routes with ease, passing planet after planet in his search for the force power his master had felt. AS he sat in the center of the ship he focused his mind to search the galaxy... and to find the surge. Then he felt it... It was strong... Very strong. He figured it to be an academy of some power, as it held a good number of force sensitives.

Suddenly the Nav-computer began to sound off. Letting Vortrex know they where close by the planet. It was difficult for him to pin-point to planet due to a large influx of planets in the near-by system which was teeming with life... masking the academy. Vortrex dropped out of Hyper-drive and came upon the planet. It looked peaceful and well nourished. Vortrex stopped in orbit and sent a message to the academy....


" I am Lord Vortrex.. I am looking for the Head-master of the Academy on this Planet..."

To all nations,
If any of you have force-sensitive young people who need training, send them to our academy on Ftang. All shall be trained by our Masters, but some may be paired due to current lack of avaliable Masters.

Please reply back if you wish to send students,

Master Ishiak Moniv,
Head of the Ftang Jedi Council, Head Teacher at the Academy.
The message took it's time in reaching Xiscapia. This was unsurprising, as Xiscapia is an isolated system of space, far from what is known as the Core. When the message did come it was intercepted by Space Station Protector, where it was read and sent to the Emperor for him to choose a course of action. The kitsune read the message quickly and settled back into his chair thoughtfully, his yellow eyes staring into space. All kitsune from Xiscapia are Force-sensitive, or as they call it, "gifted" or "blessed." However, their use of the Force is extremely limited, and can only be used when nature is involved. Moving a rock a few feet or calling ground water to the surface is not beyond them, but most of their powers are less than even an inexperienced Padawan. However, there still are those who are truely gifted with the Force. There was one child who would certainly benifit from the guidance of the Jedi...
Greetings from the Empire of Xiscapia. Might we sent a student to this "Academy"?

"Master..whom am I going to fight?" Asked Bandyr as he stood up and assumed several fighting stances, "i am ready for my first test"

As Bandyr began to practice his technique he fell to the ground, and began to scream, something was causing him great pain and that something was close

Hail people of ftang. I am quickclaw of the dragona. I seek training to become a jedi and i belive you have opened a jedi acadimy. I have training with swords and blasters and am of course force sensative. Find atached a record of my past and training.
sinserly, quickclaw
quick claws records where as follows:
Name:quickclaw
Age: 18
Gender: male
Combat experiance & background info: Trained under general hal landry of the mighty sheild division of the dragona army. As a result of his militry training he is skilled with many blasters both automatic and single shot guns and has a fair bit of skill with blades.
At 17, he found he could use the force where as others amongst his kind could not. He is determined to prove that non-humans are just as skilled as humans and to stay alighned to the light side. At after 6 months quickclaw as aproached by the sith sabers (not related to the sith, they actuly hunt them) and was offerd a position with them where he was instructed on how to build a light saber ( which he soon did, its blade is gold and its handle is fairly ornate, yet simple) and given baisic training. At 18 years 1 month old, quickclaw was expeled from the sabers because he refused to kill a sith who was defencless, instead bringing him back for interagation.
Force specialty:force speed, combined with his wings it provides a huge advantage to agility.
Aperance: http://www.gothosenterprises.com/images/celia.jpg (only with wings)

FLANAGAN INSTITUTE

To: Mr. Moniv
Ftang Jedi Academy

We would be interested in sending one of our children to you to study under
you if you are willing to receive him. The boy has had precognitive skills even
before we took him into our Institute, which is a common New Type trait, as
well as a way with machines which surpass that of us regular humans.
Just as the rest of them, he is very quick to learn to use the Mobile Suits and
Armors we give him to use.

However... Let me be blunt. Our interest in your Academy is not simply of an
altruistic kind. Much time and effort has been used in the training this boy,
and some see this endeavor as a waste of our resources. But due to the
similarity this "force-sensitiveness" has to the New Type phenomena in its
effect, we cannot simply pass by it without any consideration. I personally
think that both of us, your Academy and our Institute, have more to win from
this arrangement than to lose.

Awaiting your response,

Dr. Flanagan

Ishiak went to the message panel nearby and opened up the inbox, and saw several messages, and replied quickly:


To: Dr. Flanagan
Subject: Student

We would be happy to accept your student, and we ask that you send him as quickly as possible, as all of our students are undergoing their initiation over the next couple of days.

We understand you have been training the boy yourself, and will take great care of him, and also thankyou for being willing to send over such an invested project to us for training.

Regards,
Master Ishiak Moniv
Head Teacher of Ftang Jedi Academy, Head of Jedi Council

He also opened up another message, one from the Empire of Xiscapia. It was a fairly short one, and he replied as best he could.


To: Empire of Xiscapia
Subject: Student

All willing people are welcome to join our Academy. If any information is available of this possible student, then we would like to request it if we may, so that we can decide how to train the student. We also ask for you to send the possible student as quickly as possible in order to become part of the initiations taking part over the next few days.

Regards,
Master Ishiak Moniv
Head Teacher of Ftang Jedi Academy, Head of Jedi Council

Another message soon appeared, that from a lone ship in orbit. He felt the surge in the force from earlier, and quickly replied, wanting to meet this person:

To: Lord Vortrex
Subject: Permission to Land, Search for Head-Master

Greetings Lord Vortrex, Master Ishiak is in the hangar of the Academy, located on the East Side of the planet, amongst a huge forest. I await your arrival with much anticipation. I have felt your power, and will only put you through one test, a duel against one of our rising Knights, if you so wish.

Regards,
Master Ishiak Moniv
Head Teacher of Ftang Jedi Academy, Head of Jedi Council[/quote]

Master Ishiak looked at the final message:

Hail people of ftang. I am quickclaw of the dragona. I seek training to become a jedi and i belive you have opened a jedi acadimy. I have training with swords and blasters and am of course force sensative.
sinserly, quickclaw


He quickly replied, as he saw the background this potential student had, and wanted to investigate further.

To: Quickclaw
Subject: Application

You are happily accepted Quickclaw, and we await your arrival as soon as possible. You shall undergo an initial duel to test your abilities, but it shall be with swords not sabers, and you are free to brign whatever you want with you, as you shall have your own room for your stay with the Academy. We look forward to see what you can do, as your background is quite intriguing.

Regards,
Master Ishiak Moniv
Head Teacher of Ftang Jedi Academy, Head of Jedi Council

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"Master..whom am I going to fight?" Asked Bandyr as he stood up and assumed several fighting stances, "i am ready for my first test"

As Bandyr began to practice his technique he fell to the ground, and began to scream, something was causing him great pain and that something was close

Zech jumped when he saw Bandyr fall to the floor grabbing his head, and quickly moved to his side. Master El'Kar nearby also rushed to the boy.

"Bandyr....Bandyr, what is wrong?" Zech said in a worried tone. He asked one of the guards to tell Master Ishiak what happened, and then felt a surge of power above the planet...

As the mesage came thrugh from the academy, qwick claw smiled, he had always wished to be able to help the people of the galixy, now he had a chance."Computer, set corse for the jedi academy, land us in the hanger please."
Silently the ship decended thrugh the atmosphere and laded in the hanger, as the landing ramp decended qwick claw lifted his bags(of knives, swords and other ceramonial weapons) and doned his robes(black with a thin line of golden thread around the hem), unbuckled his lightsaber and doned his backpack, then steped down the ramp.

"I dont know, it felt like... being crushed by a bantha but also like i was being torn apart by a rancor" Bandyr replied as the pain subsided, he regained his footing and merely continued on with his fight stances

To: Empire of Xiscapia
Subject: Student

All willing people are welcome to join our Academy. If any information is available of this possible student, then we would like to request it if we may, so that we can decide how to train the student. We also ask for you to send the possible student as quickly as possible in order to become part of the initiations taking part over the next few days.

Regards,
Master Ishiak Moniv
Head Teacher of Ftang Jedi Academy, Head of Jedi Council
To: Head Teacher of Ftang Jedi Academy, Head of Jedi Council
Subject: Student Bio
Name: Wuin
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Height: 6,0
Weight: 145 pounds
Skills: Good shot with a blaster, skilled in the martial arts, highly ranked in sword fighting, is a ace pilot.
Personality: Usually calm and laid back, intelligent, respectful. Can be overly aggressive at times, somewhat moody, and is often lost in thought or daydreaming.
History: Wuin was born on Xiscapia just after the North Calaveran war (Year of Our Lord 12, Death of the Ice season) to a wealthy merchant and his wife. For his whole life he worked and studied to become a fighter pilot and join the Navy. While he passed the mental and physical exams at fifteen to get into the XNA (Xiscapian Naval Academy) with flying colors, he was found to be too hot-headed at times to serve as an effective soldier, and also too easy to anger. He was turned down and told to come back later. Depressed by his failure, he went back home and spent a year out in the wilds, training his body and mind to become stronger. While he was in the wilderness he discovered his Force abilities which had lain dormaint for so long. He contacted a government agency specalizing in the handling and training of Force sensitives and recieved this message. He is eager to join so he can learn to be a Jedi.
It should be noted that all Xiscapians carry a katana made with secret cortosis weave, and even after recieving a lightsaber Wuin will not part with his, as it symbolizes and extension of our soul in our culture. He will be coming via shuttle whithin the next day or two.
Space...
The single shuttle sped along in hyperspace towards the Academy.

FLANAGAN INSTITUTE

To: Mr. Moniv
Ftang Jedi Academy

Thank you for accepting our offer. One of our Musai Light Cruisers modified for
faster-than-light travel should bring him to you shortly. Although you did not
ask for it, we think it is only appropriate from us to give you some basic
information about the boy, and you will find it as an attachment to this
message.

Signed,
Dr. Flanagan


FLANAGAN INSTITUTE

Name: Aco Maver
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Slavic
Body type: Slender
Born: May 13th, UC0073. 2nd generation Spacenoid
Place of Birth: Quintzem
Parents: Huso Maver (father), Perka Maver (mother) - Deceased in UC0079 during a revolt in home colony
Experience: Mobile Weapons, as well as with a multitude of personal weapons. New Type status allows him to learn much faster than regular humans. No experience of real combat. All in all, a promising child.
Personality: Timid. Takes orders without fail. It is somewhat hard to tell what he wants, however - his social skills aren't as developed as they should be.
Biography: He was born to a lower middleclass family in Side 3's Quintzem colony. His early childhood wasn't anything spectacular - mother stayed at home until he was old enough to go to a nursery school, and went back to work. His life was quite normal (if his ability to use machines which normally take years to train to is excluded - it was just thought that he was skilled with machines by witnesses, even though thinking that of such level of skill from a near infant is strange to say the least) until the uprising in UC0079. The information is a bit sketchy, but it seems that after his parents died, he was taken to an orphanage since his relatives were not willing to take him in for some reason. From there he was found by the Flanagan Institute and taken in on the assumption that he may be a New Type (based on reports of his uncanny ability to learn using electronic systems as he uses them), and he has been there ever since.

Utgarthilocus, Late Type Musai Light Cruiser, Special Forces

"We've reached our destination, Ma'am!"

"Alright. Send them a message that we're bringing in the boy from the Flanagan Institute. We're to go back home once he's launched," responded a woman in a red Zeonic uniform, sitting in the ship's captain's seat. She was the captain of the ship, after all.

Hangar of the Utgarthilocus

"Aco Maver, launching!"

He wasn't sure what he was supposed to feel. He felt a mix of excitement and pure fear. He was going to a completely new place alone. Why wasn't anyone coming with him? But it was orders, so he couldn't disobey them! It was called some kind of an Academy. A "Jedi" Academy. He had no idea what that meant.

In a moment, all of his thoughts were wiped from his mind as his Qubeley Mark II launched from the hangar hatch of the Musai. He had been given his personal Mobile Suit to take with him so he'd at least have something familiar in the place. He had been told, however, not to let anyone else in it.

"Good luck, Aco! We'll see you in a while!"

The Musai disappeared, leaving him alone.

He almost puked.

What's this pressure? It isn't the same...

He could feel it coming from the orbit of the planet he was supposed to get to - towards which he was moving at the moment already. He'd probably find out soon enough what it was about anyway.

quick claw yawned, streched his wings and removed his hood, it was good to be on a planet once more. Siting infront of his ship, quickclaw halffolded his wings and started to meditate, alowing the sun to warm him as he wated for his teacher to arive

The shuttle, white and gleaming, glided along at speeds unattanible to any craft traveling at sublight speeds. Aboard was only two sentiants: The pilot, a never-speaking, dark-skinned male, and a pale-skinned, excited but nervious much younger male. Wuin sat on his tiny bunk that had been set up in the cargo room and played around with a combat knife. "Academy" huh? This'll be interesting at least. Very cool at most. Painful at worst. There was a jolt as the shuttle exited hyperspace and flew towards the planet. Wuin pushed his gray hair out of his eyes and shook his head, standing. His gray fox ears rotated, listening for sounds. he walked over to the window and stared at the planet. Green and turning, no activity could be seen on it. But even at this range Wuin could sense the Force about it, like a comforting hand. Wuin smiled to himself and leaned back to wait impatiently for the shuttle to land.
Planetside...
The shuttle landed gracefully and the kitsune walked down the ramp, carrying only his duffel bag which held all his wordly belongings. A tan sheathed katana hung from his waist, the color of desert sand. The shuttle took off, back to Xiscapia. And Wuin waited in front of what seemed to be the main building.

stiring from his meditation, Qwick claw sensed a new force sensative near by, infront of the main building. Standing up and folding his wings he aproached him
"Hi im Qwickclaw, you got the mesage aswell huh?" he said extending a hand.

As the Qubeley (http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/zz/amx-004-3.jpg) crept closer to the planet, Aco could feel the pull of the gravity grow stronger and stronger. He had to work the thrusters quite a bit more now to maneuver safely. He knew the approximate location he was to drop into, and he was a bit off it. He had to take the rotation of the planet, possible winds and the sorts into consideration.

Once he felt confident enough that he'd making a planet fall close enough to the location he was to go to, he cut power to the thrusters after turning the back of the Suit towards the planet and the Mobile Suit started falling. Soon he opened the ballute, covering the suit from its back, forming a sort of parachute-looking contraption which was just the wrong way - without it he would burn in the atmosphere.

The few minutes of the planet fall felt like hours to him. He had done it only a couple of times before Earth-side, and it never felt that good. He wasn't quite used to being constrained by planetary gravity. Sure, the gravity of a colony was approximately the same - but you weren't confined to it the way you are on a planet.

He heard an alarm indicating that it was time to release the Suit from the ballute, which he did. He triangulated a position where the ballute would not fall on someone's head as he discarded it while pushing full thrust to allow him land without crashing onto the ground.

Basic procedure.

The Mobile Suit responded well to his commands, just as it was supposed to. His speed was slowing down just as much as was required to allow him land safely. No problems anywhere.

Finally, the Qubeley came onto the ground safe and sound. He looked around and it seemed he had come down to where he was supposed to. He located the supposed main building not too far from his position, and it seemed to have enough space for him to walk up there with his Mobile Suit. He noticed that there were other people there, too, waiting for something. As he got there, he made the Qubeley crouch and opened the cockpit hatch. He got out, and had the Mobile Suit move one of its hands to his level, allowing him to jump on it, after which the hand moved down to the ground level and he jumped off it.

Then the Qubeley powered itself down.

He hadn't been wrong - there really were people there. Aco smiled nervously at the Xiscapian and the Ih8uwannakilluian. As they would notice, if they cared, Aco was wearing a black Zeonic uniform with little decoration on its front "cape". It would look like a yellow stick bird to someone who did not know what it means. He was rather pale, but not sickly pale, and his hair was black and short.

As for what Aco saw in the two... They didn't seem exactly human. Having never actually seen alien beings, having certain reservations was to be expected. He was, however, somewhat comforted by the fact that at least one of them was somewhat close to being one.

stiring from his meditation, Qwick claw sensed a new force sensative near by, infront of the main building. Standing up and folding his wings he aproached him
"Hi im Qwickclaw, you got the mesage aswell huh?" he said extending a hand.
"Aye, my name is Wuin." Wuin (http://photobucket.com/mediadetail/?media=http%3A%2F%2Fi179.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fw307%2FKeiji_U%2FCharacter%2520Pics%2FWolf_guy.g if&searchTerm=kitsune%20boy&pageOffset=13) studied the dragon being. Scales like the sun, wings, rather slender. "Never seen your type before." Wuin saw, out of the corner of his eyes, the human approach somewhat cationsly. "Come here, I probably won't bite." He grinned, exposing his sharp, white teeth, and his gray colored tail whipped.

qwickclaw laughed an inhuman laugh. and said in his native toung "tau'ri, cowada extera away" translating as ' humans, always exteramly cowards "sti, proba fis tim il home awa" still, proboly his first time away home (dragonian dosn't fit perfectly into human).
"so, have been told who your teacher will be yet?"
OOC: btw are we set befoe/ after the clone wars and/or before/after the galactic civil war

OOC: Woah...so many posts lol. And we are set after the Galactic Civil War if that is alright.

Masters Ishiak, Del Kai and Morosun Qelban appeared from the entrance of the Academy, noticing a huge amount of activity outside, and they were met with three seperate people. One, they noticed, was not human, and his wingspan was rather wide, something which caught the masters off guard.

When they looked around the rest of the hangar, it all appeared fairly comical, with a Large Armour Suit perched on the entrance to the hangar with a person in front of it, and various ships scattered across it. Master Ishiak, with his wrist lightsabers visible on each arm, as he never removed them due to experience he had had in the past, was the first to approach the gathering, as would be expected.

"Greetings all, I am Master Ishiak, Head Teacher of this Academy. I am going to have to guess who each of you are, but I recognise one of you from a message, you must be Quickclaw."

Master Ishiak approached Quickclaw and bowed as was custom, before looking up into his face, as Ishiak was fairly shorter than him. He then spoke again.

"We are pleased to have you here, your training shall be under Master Del Kai over there."

He pointed to a fairly middle-sized man at the entrance. Master Del Kai was a young, yet skilled, Master of the Order, and one glaring trait was that of a scar across his forehead, and the two long horns protruding from the top of his head. Master Ishiak then turned to the human near the armour suit.

"I suppose you are Aco Maver from the descriptions sent to us. We look forward to seeing what you can do. Your Master shall be Morosun Qelban."

He pointed to the tall, broad shouldered, man next to Master Del Kai. He seemed a fair amount older, with greying, buzz cut, hair, as well as a long, pointed, goatee. Master Qelban bowed slightly to his student.

Master Ishiak then turned to the final arrival, who seemed very human, apart from some minor differences.

"I am assuming you are the Xiscapian, welcome my friend. Your training shall be under myself, as will some others sadly, as we are fairly short on Masters."

He then bowed to all three, and awaited replies from each before heading to the Duel Chamber...

Master Ishiak then turned to the human near the armour suit.

Aco saluted nearly instinctively. He was, in some ways, career military after all. The Institute he was from was sponsored by the Principality of Zeon, which expected military applications over any other ones. Not that all members of the military were trained from childhood - just the ones who happened to get into the trade early on (generally due to tragedies in the family - it was on a rather rare occasion that parents would send their children to the military in their early years), and those who happened to be New Types.

"I suppose you are Aco Maver from the descriptions sent to us --"

He nodded to confirm the assumption. Although he did guess that it was rather obvious - considering that he was the only one who would've fit the description of a human in the group. He didn't, of course, know whether or not there had been such a part in his (or the other's) profiles. It was possible that the people at the Institute had assumed that everyone'd be (mostly) human.

"-- Your Master shall be Morosun Qelban."

He pointed to the tall, broad shouldered, man next to Master Del Kai.

He turned towards the man and saluted again for a few seconds. So, that would be the man he'd train under.

And once the master bowed towards him, Aco responded with a shallow bow of his own, in acknowledgement of the gesture. He wasn't used to bowing a whole lot - people saluted more often than bowed, and if they did bow, the bows weren't exactly very deep.

After all the introductions, he was ready to go.

(OOC: I was wondering if this has to relate to the Star Wars continuum that much. Wouldn't it technically be obvious that it'd have to be "after the Galactic Civil War" because it, according to Star Wars itself, happened a long long time ago, and if this is FT, then it happened an even longer time ago?)

Bandyr saw the commotion outside of the duelling chamber, severalmore students had arrived, he felt this place was soon to be filled with the humming of lightsabres but for a moment he escaped the fuss and opened a small box he had at his side and took out a red shard of a crystal, it shone in the light, its colour fiery and firce, it had belonged to his father his uncle Melchiot told him.

Before his master saw him he hid the crystal back into the small box he carried with him and began to continue practicing on his own

"Master Zech Moon... why has the academy have so many new students suddenly?"

"Yes, i am quick claw" he said " it is a great honour to be acepted here" bowing low, he walked over to his master and said "Gretings master kai, its a great honour to be trained by you. Im told i am to sparr with swords not a light saber, i present you with mine untill the time you fell i am ready to use it oncemore." Qwickclaw wated for his master to head into the academy first, partly for manners and partialy so he didn't get lost.

Wuin bowed back to Master Ishiak. "It is an honor to be given the oppertunity to train under you." Wuin's yellow eyes studied the human curiosusly.

OOC: That is a good point Zeon, I hadn't really taken that into account haha.

IC: Master Del Kai placed his hand around the lightsaber given to him by Quickclaw and placed it on his belt. He had several thoughts running through his mind, but one stood out:

He is already showing honour and obedience, some key elements in a Jedi...interesting

He bowed to Quickclaw in response and turned swiftly, his robes spinning behind him, and headed through the huge Academy doors. Master Ishiak noticed he was being studied by his student, and laughed to himself, as he always got the curious students. He responded to Wuin's words:

"The honour is mine Wuin."

And he then bowed once more before followed Master Del Kai into the Academy. Master Morosun saw his student saluting him and and walked over to Aco and spoke in a deep, rather gruff, voice.

"There is only one thing I must say to all my students, enjoy the training, but don't slack off by any means, as that will make all this time pointless."

With that, he gestued for Aco to follow him and the other Masters into the Academy.

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Master Zech saw a slight glint of a crystal coming from his student, but passed it off as nothing, and responded when asked the question:

"My guess is that they only just got the message..knowing our system haha."

He smiled and watched the duel in front of him, before walking over to a practicing Bandyr. He had great technique for one so young, and seemingly inexperienced.

"We shall head into the adjacent Duel Chamber, as this room will soon be full of people, and I wish to get this initiation done first."

He stood up to his full height and headed into the next room, which was reached through a motion sensitive door, and sent a message, through his mind, to the opponent of Bandyr.

It is time my old student

A young man appeared near Master Zech and headed into the room after him. He was quite short, and had long, brown hair tied in a ponytail.

"There is only one thing I must say to all my students, enjoy the training, but don't slack off by any means, as that will make all this time pointless."

Aco nodded in agreement with a slight smile creeping on his face. Although he was stating the obvious, it still had to be said - it's the same with all schools, be they about learning whatever skills. And to some, it may not be as obvious as it is to others. Indeed, it's practically customary to say it no matter how obvious it is ("don't slack off and you'll be fine") when new people come to any school.

Yep. That's basically what they said at the Institute. And in the military. And in the "regular" schools he had been in.

With that, he gestued for Aco to follow him and the other Masters into the Academy.

Which he most certainly did. He wondered what exactly were they supposed to do now that they had just arrived. As in, if there was an "initiation rite" of some kind or not, and if there was, what it would be like. He doubted the possibility of them being let off the hook with a standard check up. No, it had to be something else. Something to ascertain them of the claimed skills of the new students. He didn't see any point in asking, however, because he was fairly certain that he would find out soon enough.

At this point he remembered that he still had his controller headset on. He quickly took it off, folded it and put it in his pocket.

Wuin shrugged and followed his Master and the other students. "When exactly does training begin?"

OOC: ah but zeon, they had FT even long long ago lol. Dont think lucas thaught that bit thrugh much lol :P :P :D.

IC: "master, for give me for asking, but this initiation test, what weapons can i use, i know the lightsaber ban for this fight but not much more. Frankly the sooner i know, the sooner i can prepair, but then I supose one can never truly prepair for battle." He said, speaking his mind aswell as he often did, not truly careing about how private his thaught where, every one has a right to an open mind was his motto, or would be if he had a motto.
He had been told a few things about sith and how they differ from jedi, things such as ' Jedi will not work in absolutes for they have a broader vision, they are not hampered by the darkside. Sith will work in absolutes, for they become over confident in thier power.' and 'fear leads to anger, anger leads to pain, pain leads to suffering, such is the way of the darkside' He had also been told there was no turning back from the path to the darkside, but he prefered to belive otherwise, he firmly belived that there is both light and dark to every one and thing, ultimatly it is up to the person or thing to decide which prevales.
He was always careful to avoid the emotins of fear and anger, and even when he hunted the sith with the sabers, he had differed. He had been stronger in the force, more compasionate, allowing the sith to live if they where unarmed and mearly capturing them. Up to now he had killed but 3 people, all of whom where so blined by the darkside they could not acept that they where beaten.

"Let us fight." Bandyr spoke as he assumed his stance, his opponent drew his lightsabre out and began to assume his fight stance, both aggressive stances, neither defensive, this was to be a fast paced encounter

As the two clashed their sabres hunmmed and whirred and collided the two combatants barely looked flushed,in fact both were relishing this chance.

Bandyr always had this ability to know how things work, humans, aliens and machinery, heknew how everything worked even before he knew how or why, master mechanic before he was even 8 and as he studied his opponent he knew his weaknesses and flaws but also he would refrain from using this as he felt it was unfair on his opponent

"Do you wish to continue" Bandyr's opponent said to him as Bandyr regained his footing

"Do your worst" Bandyr replied as hebegan to charge athis opponent before sliding between his legs and striking at him as soon as he stood up once more, both sabres were inches from both their faces, the heat making both sweat intensely, veins in their heads bulging as both wouldnt give in and then they both leapt back and withdrew lightsabres

Around the same time Banydr was struck by his pains, John was struck by similar pains in his right arm. He yelped and grasped his left into his right, clutching. Trying to fight back the pain, he feebly raised his sword with his right hand.

Vortrex's ship sat motionless within the orbit of the planet below. Even Vortrex himself sat motionless, as the message came in Vortrex moved his hand and willing his ship in to the atmosphere and towards his greeter.

The ship entered slowly, almost ignoring the planet gravity altogether, and glided in to the hanger where someone was awaiting him. As the ship landed in the hanger a small hatch opened letting a wave of freezing air out on to the hangers floor. And from the inside of the ship stepped out Vortrex.

" I am Lord Vortrex. I wish to speak with your head master...."

As Vortex steped out of his ship, qwickclaws step falterd and he fell, loosing his concentration so his bags fell with a resounding crash. "Agh!! Master. I sense a strong presence in the force" he screamed, writhing in pain as he was mentaly batterd by the strength of this new arivals conection to the force " I..I think it is..sith" and he lost conshusness
OOC: All Dragona are sensative to the force but those trained to use it are so receptive to it and those who activly conect themselvs to it (commonly known as force users)that they can sense force users who are in orbit if they are strong enugh, this can even extend up to a close moon if they are trained well enugh.

Vortrex walked further from his ship and closed his eyes. He started to feel the force ripples around him, he started to feel the force as the people went about their daily lives...

" The powers of the people here are enough my master..." Thought Vortrex to himself letting his master know of his findings....

Wuin rushed over to Quickclaw, who had since fallen unconcious. "Master! Should I move him? What do I do?"

OOC: it seems ftang is also dead
Dam you death, you had to hold up the thread, you even left a mess on that carpet when you killed him, YOU MONSTER (im just a bit insne today:P:P)

(OOC: Oh well, I guess this RP is dead, then. Been waiting for something from Ftang and nothing. Just gonna say right here that I wasn't going to make a New Type = Force sensitive sorta thing here, even though they have some similarities. Aco's a New Type but not that Force sensitive - he would've become a weak Force user at best.

If the RP ever wakes up and goes forward, this'll be a good pointer as to how far I intend my character to "develop" in this whole Force user thing, and that is not very far, but he probably would develop into a stronger New Type.)

We wish to send one of our people who we believe may be 'force sensetive', his name is Jolo Chekva, he's been known to levitate items and move around objects while on the streets with no planned shows, his age is of 17.

ooc: its dead mate, we just said