Kanaloa had been preoccupying himself by silently judging the Imperial submersible when the other acolyte spoke up. Gold-amber eyes glanced in her direction, then out the window at their surroundings. He could see just fine. "Can't relate," he replied in a playful tone, idly watching a small...
A dark shape shot toward the shore, emerging as Soleil near Caerllion (@LouJoVi) and Alex (@Tom), both close to the beach. 'Avoid the water!' his mental voice warned, sounding tired and out of focus. He walked himself up the shallows; the reason for his warning was obvious. Slung over his...
Sol winced at the sudden, screeching announcement of the impending crash. The next second the entire ship shook and groaned, sending him careening across the kitchenette. He struck the mini-counter, rolled across it, slammed into the pantry, and landed in an awkwardly-bent heap on the floor...
Typical of easily-distracted Soleil, at some point after getting pushed by whoever it was into the water and extricating himself grumpily with Alia, he'd gotten food and more drinks with her before wandering off again. The restless energy he'd exhibited during the party showed no signs of going...
Focus, focus he loudly thought to himself as he half-helped, half-shoved an injured Senator aboard the shuttle. As the Grandmaster set a Nemoidan amongst the medics, much of a leg missing, Soleil grabbed one of the shuttle medkits. Lon and Amira needed them to prevent bleeding to death from...
Soleil quickly pivoted to match the Killik in an attempt to maintain distance, one of the secondary claws somewhat catching him along his left-side ribs while the other would find air. He felt a sting of pain, although he couldn't tell if the claws had gone through his armorweave or not without...
Something about Romeo blasting chill times music just furthered his irritation at being intercepted by Mandalorians. That, and his stubborn insistence on keeping his right arm working. All the while, Sol's grip tightened further. Romeo locked his arm to his chest and Soleil's Force grip doubled...
Soleil looked over from the deck railing where he was when his name was mentioned by someone. He'd wandered off at some point in search of a distraction from wayward thoughts and distracting vibes from other people's emotions. Which was why, somehow or other, he'd gone to lounging on a bit of...
Soleil internally cringed as two shots burned through Amira's arm, not quite getting her garbled-sounding telepathic message. He decided he'd owe her something when - if- they got out of this alive. 'Ami- Your arm-!' he began before it abruptly cut off, shaking his head as if to clear it. Just...
Soleil was casually fond of some of the Sith extraction team's rescue targets. Combined with the call of the unknown and a certain eager fighting spark that'd been in him since Korriban, he'd been just as quick to volunteer. Sol's armor was far less recognizable than Altair's as he ran full tilt...
Soleil's right leg swung behind his left in a clockwise pivot, presenting a side-face stance with a slimmer target profile toward Romeo, lightsaber close to his body in a one-handed Form III guard. The reflexive stun bolt flew by Sol's right leg, close enough that he felt his skin tingle as it...
Having been swimming in water contaminated with leaking alcohol, Soleil had emerged onto the deck already kinda buzzed. Somewhere in his head he'd assumed Wodan was fine and/or swimming on purpose. It was hard sometimes to tell whether non-Wreans were good at swimming, relatively speaking. Since...
ONGOING THEME
A chill still pervaded the young Sith's mind and body, coiling around and through it. Arctic seawater filled his veins, so different than the fire espoused by instructors on Korriban. It was so indifferent. And yet, utterly malicious. No passionate fuel burned like the sun, no...
AMBIENCE
Deep in the unknown regions lay strange and far-off planets the likes of which most in the galaxy had never even heard of. Alien atmospheres, living and malicious oceans that devoured all life around them. There was even rumored to be one where the laws of reality bent to the whims of...
Mustafar was well known for being an old hub of Sith activity. The lava-covered refinery planet was home to Fortress Vader, which had been repurposed by other Sith in the Empire. It was a horrible planet, full of ash, volcanic gas, and a high enough ambient temperature to scorch skin right off...
Soleil had been there the whole time! Sort of, anyway; the half-Wrean was waterborne, diving deep down in the ocean around the yacht's travel path as people showed up and things got started. After years of Korriban's unforgiving training regimen and doing things for the ongoing war, Sol was...
Soleil found himself opposite a pair of obviously hostile Mandalorians. His helm impassively stared them down in that moment's mutual recognition, dipping slightly to recognize Vahliri's appearance without properly looking in her direction. At that moment, it wasn't only wayward Mandalorians he...
THEME
Soleil had arrived on Onderon as an advance scout, having reemerged from whatever he'd been up to the moment he'd caught wind of an attack on that particular planet. It was these people who'd destroyed Kaas Academy, home to himself and many others. Sorrow and fury from that had only...
Somewhere in the midst of coughing his lungs out, Soleil dragged himself back up off the ground to join the others. Vahliri'd woken up and was giving orders, clearly unsteady on her feet. Suddenly sharp and focused, Sol's eyes found the half-Annfyn's and held that gaze for several seconds...
Sol appeared unruffled by Wodan's spear movement, just blinking at the other acolyte and moving right along. 'Wodan' he'd repeated simply to get the pronunciation right. He was equally unbothered by the bout of silence, looking at one of his datapads in the meantime.
Once outside, Wodan seemed...