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Look, I'm sorry that I have schoolwork and can't post every day, but a chance to not be autokilled for circumstances outside my control would be great. I don't even have reliable computer access at this point - I'm lucky if I can get on every few days. And if I don't know when I can get on, I...

Sounds good to me. Whom do I post after?

Would like to note that I'm back now, and can post (sorry for the unexplained absence, my internet cord was literally yanked from my wall. I hate living with parents.) if you guys want. I would probably explain Sorn's absence by saying he got cut off from Hal, wandered around for a bit, lost...

My mom randomly decided to ground me. I haven't had access to the computer. I'll be on more this weekend, since I'm at my dad's house, but I might not be able to get on for Tuesday or Wednesday next week. I'm catching up now.

Sorn's reverie was suddenly broken when Ruthric rushed around the corner and grabbed him with the Force. Thankfully, every Padawan's basic training involved anti-Force tactics, and Sorn responded with a mild Force Push of his own, not enough to paste Ruthric against the wall, but enough to make...

Sorn paused, waiting for the others to catch up. It would not do to go rushing off and get himself killed while the others lagged behind. For all they knew, there could be more of these things in the ruins. As the rest of the group approached, Sorn nodded. "The room's clear," he said. "It...

I was pretty out of it, man. Normally, I would've. But this is irrelevant and we digress. My health should be guaranteed for a while now, and I can post whenever I have free time. Thanks for the accommodation.

Not being knocked out and incapacitated would be nice. Sickness happens rather unexpectedly.

Sorn looked up. The telltale hum of the hyperdrive had faded, leaving the ship eerily quiet; the sub-light engines were still engaged, but they were dead in space, not making any lightspeed jumps for quite a while. That was the first problem. And then there was the Sith. Sorn distinctly...

So yeah, I've been gone for about a week due to sickness. Apparently, the flu makes me not want to rp, like at all. Never knew that. Sorry to anyone it may have inconvenienced, and as I'm now (mostly) better, I'll get to work on catching up on posts. I also have schoolwork, though, so I might be...

They all entered so obtrusively, even the high-ranking Sith. Surely they should know better than that. It looked so... unprofessional. The Sith Order was a power to be feared, and respected. How could anyone fear a group composed of addicts and drunks? And this was what they looked like at a...

I'll pop in with my Acolyte. He loves to socialize! ... Not really, but he's good at it, and it helps him make useful connections.

Zynn Hawkright for the seminar. Link in sig; specialization: Assassination.

Zynn'd be down for this.

Name: Zynn Hawkright Current Rank: Acolyte Desired Specialization: He is intended as a Sith Assassin, so some of everything with a focus on killing Jedi. (Seems like Zach might be interested.)

"You forget one critical fact, Master Matsu. I joined the Order but a year ago, at a very late age. My training was streamlined to get me active as soon as possible, and so much of the philosophy that younglings are taught over the course of years was skipped entirely in my case, favoring the...

Sorn smiled. The Sith actually made sense, in a way. There were multiple ways to view any philosophy; the constant debate surrounding the Jedi Code was a perfect example. And if the fundamental tenet of Sith philosophy was "power," well, there were different ways to perceive, view, and use...

Sorn forced himself to think clearly. Mustering every ounce of his considerable force of will, he mastered the anxiety that was overriding his body, transforming it into iron-hard, unshakeable determination. More than that, he identified it as being wrong, unnatural, fundamentally something of...

Sorn grinned back at Hal, who had very likely just saved him, since he was walking in front and would have borne the brunt of the explosion. Hal's quick thinking had meant that he avoided death or serious injury. "Looks like now I owe you some training," he said. "But first we've got to get...

Sorn yawned again then mentally shook himself. It would not be good to be falling asleep. More awake, he nodded at Cat's statement and smiled ruefully. "Just when I was looking forward to being able to fly again, they install a navcomputer that does everything itself. So boring." Sorn kicked...