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Thanks, Brandon! :) I haven't been on in months, so I didn't know. Thanks again for telling me about the new timeline and deleting my post! ;)

Ran bent over, then leapt as high as he could, landing on Vegas' right. "Fun," he said.

Ranutrian bowed to Vegas. He smirked and closed his eyes again, leaping up to where Vegas was. "Not so bad," he laughed.

Ranutrian gritted his teeth. He closed his eyes and tapped into the Force. Ran's fingers suddenly became sticky. His fingers clung to the tree and he slowly made his way up to the branch that Vegas was on.

Ranutrian gritted his teeth and began sprinting after the Jedi Knight. He suddenly felt a supernatural feeling assisting him. Ran recognized this feeling as the Force. He was not as fast as Vegas but wasn't too far behind.

"Sorry. Yes, we are clear." Ranutrian shuddered. He hated being corrected, even if it was the smallest thing. Before he could stop himself, Ranutrian asked the most childish question one could ask: "When do I get my lightsaber?"

"The power to manipulate. Forceful, painful, plaguing power." Ran trembled slightly. "Sometimes it is the only way to sway an opinion... or someone's motives."

"I want to make things levitate and fly... I consider that bending physics. It seems rather fun. And I know lots about the dark side. The main thing about it, at least in my opinion is, use it for good purposes on occasion but never tamper with it excessively."

"Actually, I did. I realized I was Force-sensitive when I was thirteen because I accidentally made my friend Eveskim inflate like a balloon... I felt horrible afterwards. She's usually very skinny so she had to get some kind of surgery to return to normal size. I still don't know why it...

"I'm Ranutrian Fio-Bat. You can just call me Ran." Ran pointed across the meadow. "Want to ask one of the Masters if you can explore that forest with me?" Ran had a feeling that something shrouded in mystery awaited them...

Ran gulped. "I have a vast appreciation for science, but it just feels so... limited. That is the reason I became a Jedi." Ran hoped his new Master would be at least slightly lenient. He wanted to learn quickly. (sorry about the short posts I'm just really busy)

Great.... now I'll have to create an ENTIRELY new character in July! You change timelines too often!

Ran shuddered at Vegas' first comment. "I want to learn about the ways of the Force. I wish to bend the pathetic laws of physics to prove to skeptics that the Force is real. I also want to destroy the Dark Side."

Ranutrian stood up and bowed. "Master Vegas. I've heard good things about you," he said. "Is my outfit okay?" he asked half-jokingly.

That night, Ran was accepted to join the Jedi Order and was set to go train on Tython in 3 months. Ran and Eveskim broke up but vowed to protect each other forever and remain close friends. Ran contacted Raxus on his Commlink and told him everything and also told him to meet him and Eveskim (now...

Ranutrian Fio-Bat arrived at the Monastery via a starship taxi from Coruscant. Also known as Ran, he sat down on the ground, awaiting the person who was to be his Master. Ran was wearing black pants, a belt, a crimson cloak and no shirt (revealing his strong muscles) to get some air, as he felt...

Since you're a fellow Jedi, do you know of a Master who would gladly train Ranutrian Fio-Bat? The Training Request Thread isn't active...

"Okay, thanks. Call me on my Commlink." Eveskim and Ran flew home to eat dinner with Eveskim's parents and siblings. Ran couldn't let the thought escape his mind (no matter how hard he tried) that there were others out there for him besides Eveskim. (maybe Silva and Raxus could be there and...

Ran and Eveskim nodded. "Thank you, Padawan. I'm sorry I attacked you," said Ran. He led Eveskim away. He suddenly called back to Raxus. "If it's okay with your Master, would you like to join me in a nightclub sometime? Don't worry, we'll avoid Striker's Nightclub." Both Ran and Eveskim laughed.

Still (impatiently) awaiting a master for Ranutrian Fio-Bat. Link in signature.