>>29495951

You and your Master received a mission to investigate reports of hyperdrive sabotage and theft on the shipyard world of Fondor. Unfortunately, your diplomatic vessel, the Estrella, was attacked by a pirate corvette not a quarter of the way to Fondor. The ship was boarded and you were captured after a failed attempt to defend the bridge.

Your Master managed to rescue you by crashing a hijacked pirate shuttle in the mothership’s hangar. The two of you followed a Force signature to find two Force-sensitive girls, Lili and Hannaca, taken prisoner by the pirates. Master Koon intimidated one of the guards, Grerssk, into helping to protect you and the girls. When pirates began converging on the brig, you led the group away, but Hannaca was wounded during the escape.

On the way to the medical bay, your group encountered the cybernetic pirate bosun, Reppintar. After you and Grerssk drew him away, a running battle led to you disabling the ship’s engines and killing Reppintar with a thermal detonator. Badly injured, you managed to get back to the medical bay just in time to help apprehend the pirate captain and his bodyguards, who were being hunted down by Master Koon.

Finally, you and your Master went to eliminate the last few pirates still holed up in the engine room. You got halfway there before you received a transmission from a Republic Judicials cruiser, the Tabula Rasa. They sent armed officers to secure the pirates and brought you and your Master to meet their captain, a man named Tarkin.

Master Koon seems to have a grudge against him…

>Character sheet: http://pastebin.com/PNkWLrtm
>Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Jedi%20Quest
>Twitter: http://twitter.com/EssVeeTG

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>>29495972

The remainder of the hyperspace trip to Fondor takes three long, awkward days. The Tabula Rasa is a much larger ship than the Estrella, so you have plenty of space to yourself. You even receive a personal cabin, although it’s a small one.

Master Koon seems to be taking advantage of all the room. You’ve barely seen him at all outside of the mess hall or occasional encounters in the ship’s corridors.

You spend the first day—

>Practicing your abilities with the Force, either alone or with the girls.
>Trying to find Master Koon.
>Interacting with the crew. Specify who.
>Other.

>>29495951
<3 glad your back

>>29496034


>Practicing your abilities with the Force,with the girls.

>>29496034
Holy fuck it returns. What kept you this time?

>Practicing your abilities with the Force, either alone or with the girls.
It'd been a harrowing time on the pirate ship. It'd help to center ourselves again.

>>29496034


>Practicing your abilities with the Force, with the girls.

learning with the power of friendship

>>29496090
>>29496084
University. My anus, meet courseload.

>>29496108
>Practice with the girls

Writing!

>>29496123
What major?

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>>29496139
Aerospace engineering.

>>29496123

Lili and Hannaca were assigned cabins next to yours and your Master’s. Well, a cabin to be accurate, because Lili refused to be separated from her friend.

You come up to their door and knock. A faint Force signature comes up behind it, heralding Lili’s presence, a second before you hear a thump and a growl of annoyance. She opens the door, her scowl becoming a bright smile when she sees you.

“Roa! What brings you here?”

“I thought I’d drop by and spend some time with you two,” you say. “How’s Hannaca? Is her back healing alright?”

“Come on in and see.” Lili waves you inside. “Hannaca! It’s Roa!”

You see the shy human girl reclining on the bunk. She sits up as you come in, rolling her shoulders. “Hi, Roa.”

“Good morning, Hannaca.”

Lili bustles around behind the two of you, dragging the small desk over to serve as a little tea table. Then she goes back to grab two stools.

“Wait,” you say. You level your hand at one of the stools. “Let me try something…”

>Roll 1d20.
>New rolling mechanic: best two of three d20 rolls must beat the DC.

Rolled 5

>>29496468

Rolled 3

>>29496468
Thanks for making it a little more forgiving.

Rolled 11

>>29496468
We pull the stool over to us... gently.

>>29496505
>>29496540
>>29496550
Gonna be one of those days, huh?

Writing.

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>>29496579
You narrow your eyes in concentration, slowly raising your hand up. The Force flows past you like water around a rock, reaching for the stool, wrapping around it.

It begins rattling, shifting, scraping across the deck. One leg lifts off the ground, and you hear the girls inhale in suspense. A second leg, a third leg—and then the stool falls back down with an unceremonious clang.

Sighing in resignation, you lower your hand and walk to the stool to bring it over by hand. “I thought I had it…”

“Maybe something smaller might be easier to lift,” Lili suggests. She pulls something out of her pocket. “Like this?”

She holds up a small cardboard box. It looks almost insultingly tiny next to the stool, but you don’t have anything better.

Or maybe…you cast a speculative look at the Miraluka girl. Hannaca glares at you, as if she read your mind.

>Try the stool again.
>Try the box.
>Try one of the girls.
>Other.

>>29496897
>Try the box.
Baby steps.

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>>29496897
The box. The box!

>>29496897
>Try the box.
Yeah, nah, just the box.

>>29496897
>try the box

Rolled 3

>>29496897
it shouldn't matter the size its not a thruster its the Force, size is irreverent
but in my mind.
try our selves

>>29496955
>>29497013
>>29497059
>>29497069
Box it is. Writing.

By the way, should I keep voting period at five minutes or extend to ten for any latecomers? This is a pretty small and slow-moving quest.

>>29497121
I doubt people mind if you pick it up a little.

My condolences on your major.

>>29497121
Ten. Just in case we need to actually plan something, and to give more players a chance to catch up and join.

>>29497246
Yeah, if there's actual need for tactics, slow it down a little. Little choices like these, however, are fine.

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>>29497138
>>29497246
>>29497290
Got it.

>>29497121
Trying to lift one of the girls probably isn’t going to end well. You raise your hands at Hannaca in a gesture for peace before looking at the box, which Lili has set down on the desk.

You extend your hands toward it and close your eyes to concentrate. The world around you, white walls, soft illumination, and the omnipresent hum of the ship’s workings, everything fades away to a dully rumbling shadow as the Force gathers around you.

Come on, you whisper to yourself. Come on. Just a few centimeters.

Lili’s warmth and Hannaca’s shadowed presence hover just in front of you. And between them forms a tiny little speck as the power of the Force settles onto the cardboard box.

>Roll 1d20. Best one of three.

Rolled 4

>>29497317
Baby steps.

Rolled 14

>>29497317

Rolled 17

>>29497317

>>29497355
The dice gods have spoken!

Writing.

Rolled 17

>>29497317

Everyone's gotta start somewhere. Even Luke couldn't lift a stinking rock before he got some help.

>>29497355
Well, at the very least if the whole jedi thing doesn't work out, we have a bright future in shipping.

>>29497404
Did Luke start at X-Wing, fail and get bumped down to rock?

>>29497404
Nah, according to the movies, he had to try and work his way up to the x-wing by moving rocks, droids, and small muppets before actually attemping the X-wing. When he did, he was able to move it, but not the way he wanted. But Yoda felt sorry for the kid, and said "lemme show you how badass we really are."

>>29497404
TK isn't everything. He did pretty well with that lightsaber practice drone.

>>29497385

Two surprised gasps make you open your eyes. The cardboard box hangs motionless in the air in front of your face.

You grin and relax, lowering one hand to the desk. The box bobs gently, slowly spinning around, as the power holding it aloft slightly defocuses. Lifting up a couple of grams of cardboard might not be as impressive as shoving a man down a corridor with a wave of your hand, but you’ve always had more power than precision.

“That’s pretty cool,” Hannaca says softly. She glances at you. “Could you teach us how to do that?”

“Uh…” You hesitate.

On the one hand, you don’t see the problem in it. On the other, you don’t know if that’s even allowed. You’re a Padawan Learner, after all.

>Sure.
>I don’t think I’m allowed to.
>Other.

>And yes, there is a better option than what’s listed.

>>29497538
>>29497430
goddamn my computer skills. stupid deathsticks and Corellian ale....

>>29497592
>>Other.
"I'd really like to, but I think I have to ask Master Plo Koon first. He might even help."

>>29497592
I'm a bit of a latecomer to all of this, but tell em to apply at the jedi academy. Of course, it probably wouldn't hurt to give them just a little exercise they can do in the meantime.

>>29497660
They're too old. OP said so last(?) thread.

>>29497592
Tell them that it's really hard, and it would be better to meditate and focus their power. As they do so, hand the box off to them, but don't tell them it's in their power.

>>29497592
>Other
"Let me ask Master Koon first; I don't know if I'm allowed to or not, and he might be able to help better than I can."

>>29497654
>>29497710
>>29497748

Writing!

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>>29497752
“Let’s ask my Master,” you say. “I don’t know if I’m allowed to, and he can probably teach you better than I can in any case.”

The girls exchange glances. Lili looks back at you and nods. “That sounds good.”

You unclip your commlink from your belt and open a channel to Plo Koon, hoping he’ll answer, and that he won’t simply brush you off.

He answers. “Yes?”

“Master Koon?” you ask, a little nervous. “It’s me, Roa.”

“Oh, Padawan.” The Kel Dor’s calm baritone doesn’t give a hint of emotion. “Did you need something?”

“Yes. I was wondering if you could come to Lili and Hannaca’s cabin. We need your help with something.”

“With what?”

You take a deep breath. “They want to learn how to use the Force. And, um, I thought you would be a better teacher than me.”

For a moment, Master Koon doesn’t reply. “…I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“Thank you, Master,” you say, mentally sighing in relief.

“Of course, Roa.” The channel cuts with a soft blip noise.

You replace the commlink and grin giddily at Lili and Hannaca. “He agreed!”

“That’s great,” Lili says. She sounds somewhat distracted. “But…I thought I felt a bit of apprehension coming from you.”

>It’s nothing.
>He is a Jedi Master. (Deflect.)
>Actually… (Tell her about the animosity between Koon and Captain Tarkin.)
>Other.

>>29498166
It's nothing

>>29498166
>>It’s nothing.

>>29498166
>>Actually… (Tell her about the animosity between Koon and Captain Tarkin.)
Let's be honest with them. They're our friends.

>>29498166
>He is a Jedi Master. (Deflect.)
"He's got a lot on his mind."

>>29498166
>Actually…
"I was afraid he might be in a bad mood."

Rolled 2

>>29498212
>>29498237

>>29498239
>>29498274

Two more minutes for the tiebreaker, and then I go with the dice.

1. It's nothing.
2. Actually...

>>29498313
>It's nothing

>>29498337
>>29498212
>>29498237

Writing!

>>29498355
For a moment, you’re tempted to tell them about the argument between Master Koon and Captain Tarkin, but you decide against it.

“It’s nothing,” you say. “I just thought he might be busy is all.”

“Oh.” Lili doesn’t sound convinced, but she doesn’t press the issue.

The three of you chat about random things as you wait for Master Koon to arrive. When Hannaca asks about the box, Lili mentions that she got it from a friendly crewmember.

“He was quite the gentleman,” she says, giggling. “He saw that I was blind, so he offered to lead me to the mess hall.”

“But what’s inside?”

Lili shrugs and passes the box to her friend. “I haven’t opened it yet, actually. Also…” She taps her blindfold.

Before Hannaca can respond, there’s a knock at the door. You and Lili stand up in unison and stride over to open it.

“Girls? Padawan?” Plo Koon nods at you. His sheer presence seems to fill the hallway. “May I come in?”

“Of course, Master Jedi!” Lili seems awed by the presence of the Kel Dor in his full Jedi robes. Her eyes flick to the lightsaber clipped to his belt.

You bring the second chair over for him to sit. Master Koon nods in appreciation at you as you take your own seat.

“I’ll cut to the chase,” he begins. “Roa mentioned that you wanted to learn something about the Force?”

“We did,” Hannaca says, just before Lili can reply. She immediately cringes and glances at her friend. “Well, I did, at least.”

“I’m interested,” the Miraluka agrees. She pats Hannaca’s shoulder.

“Alright, then. We’ll begin with a few meditational exercises.”

He has you demonstrate the simple kneeling pose. A few minutes later, Lili and Hannaca are deep in concentration, eyes squeezed shut. You know from experience that they won’t be able to hear sufficiently quiet noises unless they break meditation.

>Stay silent.
>Ask Master Koon something.
>Join them in meditation.
>Other.

>>29495951
IT
LIIIIIVES!

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>>29498737
Forgot my image.

>>29498737

Stand back and watch/guard them.

>>29498737
>>Join them in meditation.
Let's bond!

>>29498737
>>Join them in meditation.

fuck yeah, woke up and this is running

>>29498737

>Join them in meditation.

>>29498796
>>29498811
>>29498817

Writing!

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>>29498898
After a minute of just watching them, you kneel down next to Lili and begin to relax yourself for meditation. Out of the corner of your eye you see Master Koon bending down to join you.

The surroundings of the room fade away just like when you were trying to lift the box with the Force. But this time, the Force doesn’t gather around you. Instead of pulling it to yourself, you let it flow and swirl around you; instead of guiding it with your senses, you let your senses move with it.

This is meditation. This is how Jedi attune themselves to the power flowing through all things, how they ground themselves within the one thing that they know for sure exists, and will always exist.

This is meditation. The great golden beacon of Master Koon blazes like a star to your right, but it doesn’t smother the soft warmth of Lili to your left and the furtive shade of Hannaca to behind you. No one outshines another in the presence of the Force.

This is meditation. It’s a tranquil, calming reminder of everything around you, from your friends in the room to the crew members of the Tabula Rasa. It lets you drift away from that—you know they’re there, you acknowledge their existence through their presence in the Force, but at the same time you don’t. You have solitude and companionship at the same time.

Peace. Serenity. Assurance.

The four of you sit there for several hours. You’re vaguely aware of time passing, but you don’t care. The Force is your entire world right now.

>cont’d

>>29499283
But eventually you have to stop. Master Koon taps you on the shoulder, jolting you out of the trance. You slowly stand up and stretch, invigorated, as he goes over to wake up Lili and Hannaca.

“That was an experience,” Lili murmurs. “It was like sleeping, but also being awake at the same time.”

Hannaca nods. “I’d think just sitting there would be boring. But…it wasn’t.”

“It’s one of the first things younglings learn,” Master Koon says. He glances at the chronometer on the wall. “Why don’t we talk about this more over a hot meal?”

>Day 1 Complete.
>cont'd

>>29499315
>Day 2.

>Explore the ship.
>Meet the Captain.
>Skip to Fondor.
>Other.

>>29499354
>Other

Have master Koon show you a kata or two. Preferably in Shien or Shii Cho, so we can better understand.

>>29499354
>>Explore the ship.
maybe we can find a quiet spot to practice using the force, without the danger of damaging anything or anyone

>>29499379
This

>>29499379
>>29499383
>>29499412

Writing. And hopefully I can do it faster than last post, blarg.

>>29499488
take your time bro, I'd just glad this is back

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>>29499488
Master Koon wakes you up early the next morning. Drowsily rubbing your eyes, you stumble along behind him as he strides through the corridors of the ship. A few passing crew members nod at the two of you.

Finally you arrive at an empty cargo bay. What looks like a training dummy has been set up in the center of the room.

“Lightsaber practice?” you ask.

Koon nods. “We can do that, like I promised. Or I can show you something called Teras Kasi.”

“Teras what?”

“It’s an unarmed fighting style that uses the Force to enhance your agility and striking power,” he explains. “I’ve noticed that you have an affinity for punching things. Did you notice your subconscious use of the Force while doing so?”

“Maybe?” you reply, staring bemusedly at him. “I don’t really remember.”

He shrugs. “That’s alright. All that matters is that you can do it automatically.”

>Practice with lightsabers.
>Learn Teras Kasi.
>Practice the Force.
>Other.

>>29499697
lightsabers

>>29499697
>Learn Teras Kasi.

>>29499697
>>Practice with lightsabers.

Learn a Shii Cho kata, just like I said.

>>29499697
>Learn Teras Kasi

I mean.. punching stuff IS kind of our thing...

>>29499697
>>Learn Teras Kasi.

Rolled 3

>>29499697
All options are great, I'll let the dice decide.

1= >Practice with lightsabers.
2= >Learn Teras Kasi.
3= >Practice the Force.

>>29499697

>Learn Teras Kasi.
no one will ever suspect it

>>29499697
>>Learn Teras Kasi.
we dont have a lightsaber yet, we can learn once we're closer to getting our own

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>>29499697
>Teras Kasi
>

>>29499816
And THAT's the image I was looking for.

Teras Kasi wins. Writing!

>>29499816
>Mace Windu channels Star Platinum.gif

>>29499831
You're welcome! It was the first thing that came to mind.

>>29499831
Don't the Kel Dor have what basically amounts to their own internal version of shaolin kung fu?

>>29499697
Teras Kasi. We need to become Fist of the Jedi.

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>>29499897
All I know of Kel Dor Force practitioners are the Baran Do sages. They're more like Native American shamans than Shaolin monks.

>>29499831

“In that case, can I try it?” you ask. “This Teras Kasi style, I mean.”

“Of course. First, let me show you a basic technique.”

Master Koon doffs his robes and sets them in a neatly folded pile on the deck. Then he walks over to the training dummy, rolling his shoulders and rubbing his wrists. He takes on an odd variation of a standard boxing stance, fists held to his sides and feet planted shoulder-width apart.

Then, moving so fast you can’t even see him moving, the Jedi Master strikes at the dummy. The thing’s entire top half explodes into scraps of cloth and a shower of mulched stuffing, stuffing that was packed densely enough to replicate a humanoid body, that sprays all over the back half of the room.

You just gape. “What…?”

“I may have overpowered that one,” he mutters to himself, straightening. Then he turns back to you. “Now it’s your turn.”

For the first time, you notice the enormous pile of training dummies stacked in one corner of the room. Where did your Master get all of them?

Koon replaces the destroyed dummy with a fresh one. You take his place in front of it, trying to copy his stance as best you can.

“This technique is called Steel Hands, which is actually the name “Teras Kasi” translated into Basic,” he says. “Gather the Force to you, Roa, but don’t let it go. Keep it within you and focus it towards the front of your body.”

“I’ll try.”

>Roll 1d20. Three dice out of three must beat DC, but it’s a low one. Criticals override.

Rolled 6

>>29500253
That dummy won't know what hit it.

Rolled 6

>>29500253
Crit fail, ho!

Rolled 10

>>29500253
GRIT THOSE TEETH

Rolled 3

>>29500253
Hit me with your best shot dice!

>>29500292
>>29500297
>>29500310
>>29500315

The dice must be a bad mood tonight.

Writing!

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>>29500292
>>29500297
>>29500310
how low was that check again?

>>29500390
DC10. You guys had some awesome rolls during the escape from the pirate ship's brig, though.

>>29500419
yeah, I think it made us forget we're just a noobie padawan only just apprenticed and still got a lot to learn

>>29500419
A ~22.5% chance of success isn't something I'd call a low DC...

>>29500458
I think your math is skewed.

>>29500489
It is, I was calculating 3 out of 3 with DC9. It's basically 0.55^3. Or should be. Or maybe I'm just being stupid because it's late.
Definitely a possibility.

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>>29500357
The Force comes easily enough to you. Normally you would send it rushing at the dummy to hurl it back, but now, like Master Koon said, you guide it into your own body. It resists your attempt to control it, bucking and jerking around as it gathers around your arms.

Doubt about whether you can actually do it lurks in the back of your mind, but you disregard it. The power seems to have calmed itself as it settles into your hands.

You take a step back before spinning at the waist and throwing your fist forward. The torque and your arm muscles drive your right hook deep into the training dummy’s face. It deforms under the impact, the cloth scratching your knuckles.

After a moment of waiting for it to explode, you pull back and sigh in disappointment.

“It’ll come to you, Padawan,” Master Koon says. “Just be patient and keep practicing.”

>New Force power: Teras Kasi.
>No bonuses gained.

You spend the next few hours repeating that one blow, attempting to replicate the results Master Koon got. No success is forthcoming, but at least you do get a little better at gathering the Force to your arms. Redirecting its flow with certain motions tends to work better than forcing it to go where you want.

After a break for food, you come back to the makeshift training room. This time Master Koon draws his lightsaber and holds it out to you.

“Now for something more conventional,” he says. “We’ll work on your footwork, your defense, or your basic swordplay.”

>Footwork. (Makashi)
>Defense. (Soresu)
>Swordplay. (Shii-Cho)
>Other.

>>29500796
>Footwork. (Makashi)
In boxing, it's all in the feet.

>>29500796
>Footwork. (Makashi)

>>29500796
>>Footwork. (Makashi)
makes the other two easier to learn and more effective once learned

>>29500796
>Footwork. (Makashi)

>>29500796
>Footwork. (Makashi)
Footwork is the fundamental basis of all martial arts (except for martial arts done by paraplegics and people with no legs).

>>29500865
>>29500930
>>29500941
>>29500942
>>29500984
Writing!

>gotta type fast

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>>29501014

You reverently take the lightsaber, carefully gripping it in both hands. The warmth of his presence in the Force lingers in the worn hilt of the energy blade.

“We’ll start with footwork,” Master Koon says. “Start walking in a straight line, Roa. When you reach the wall, start walking backwards until you hit the other wall, and then start walking forward again, and so on and so forth.”

You do so. It’s an almost tediously easy task compared to the Teras Kasi practice, from which your knuckles are still stinging, and eventually you get a bit bored of it. You’re not sure why Koon gave you the lightsaber if you’re not going to use it.

“This is it?” you say dubiously as you keep walking. “The exercises at the Temple were harder than this. Is there some kind of challenge to this?”

“I was wondering when you’d ask,” he says. He waves a hand, and one of the heavy-looking training dummies in the corner lifts up into the air. “Dodge this.”

“What?!”

“Use the lightsaber to cut apart those that you think you can’t dodge,” he continues. “I’ll send ten at you in total and one more each time you deviate from moving in a straight line. Good luck!”

Then he throws the dummy at you.

>Roll 1d20. Best two of three.

Rolled 10

>>29501362
ere we go

Rolled 2

>>29501362

Rolled 18

>>29501362
I feel lucky.

>>29501395
>>29501493
Saaaafe! Writing.

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>>29501583
You yelp and frantically backpedal, barely evading the training dummy as it hurtles past you and crashes into the far wall with an audible thud.

“Very good!” Koon calls. He lifts two more from the pile. “Nine left. But can you keep it up?”

The next one goes high enough for you to duck it. You activate the lightsaber to slash the other one in half, but the bisected pieces smack into you hard enough to knock you on your rump.

“Seven left, now eight.”

“But that was an accident!” you protest, scrambling to your feet.

“It’s given me more time to get more ammunition,” Koon replies. Three more dummies rise up into the air behind him. “Footwork is key in a fight. Lightsabers aren’t a catch-all solution.”

The trio of projectiles shoots towards you in rapid sequence. Muttering a blistering curse under your breath, you sidestep the first one, leap out of the second’s way, and do a cross between a pirouette and a cartwheel to dodge the third. Unfortunately you plant a foot too far off the imaginary line you’re supposed to stay on.

“Five, now six!” Four dummies floating in the air swivel ominously in your direction.

“Augh!”

This time Koon sends them at you in pairs. You skitter to the side as the first two streak past you, the higher one coming close enough to ruffle your hair, and manage to leap over the third one just before the fourth smashes into your stomach and leaves you gasping for air on the deck.

“Two, now three.”

You get up with a pained grimace and activate the lightsaber. The first dummy you chop out of the air, using the force of your swing to throw yourself in the opposite direction. The second one you slice in half, taking care this time to do it far away enough that the halves have time to separate.

The third one you throw back at Koon with a swift Force push. He bats it away with an amused chuckle. “Very good!”

>Lightsabers—Reposition: +1
>Lightsabers—Swordplay: +1

>cont’d

>>29502014
“Quick thinking, using the Force to return the last one,” Koon says. “Completing this exercise with pure dodging would have been impressive, but this is already quite good for your skill level.”

“Thanks,” you reply, sitting down and nursing your bruised midsection. “I don’t think I’m going to question the training exercises again. Not anytime soon, at least.”

He laughs.

>Day 2 complete.

The next morning, you wake up a bit later than usual. Zabrak physiology means that at least you’re not sore from yesterday.

>Explore the ship alone or with someone else.
>Meet the captain.
>Train some more.
>Other.

>>29502169
>Train some more

>>29502169
>Explore the ship alone or with someone else.
All work and no play makes Roa a dull Padawan.

>>29502169
>Train some more.
Roa needs more training.

Rolled 16

>>29502169
>>Train some more.
didnt we have hope/plans of Roa using a saber and blaster, one in each hand once upon a time

>>29502299
Eh.

>>29502198
>>29502259
>>29502299
Training with Master Koon, or practicing in the ship's shooting range?

Rolled 12

>>29502356
I'm >>29502299 and I'm gonna say train with Master Koon, we can learn blasters later, lets be a better jedi first

>>29502356
Train with Master Koon. We need to learn how to be a Jedi first; then we can use Force powers to implement Blaster Kata.

>>29502393
>>29502416
Writing.

>>29502393
>>29502416
Problem, we don't have a lightsaber, but we dooooooo have blasters.

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>>29502494
You decide that you need some more training. Luck and firepower carried you through the pirate ship, but training with Master Koon yesterday has shown that you need to improve your personal skill. All he did was toss sandbags at you, nowhere near as fast as a volley of blaster bolts, and still he nearly brought you down.

A quick check confirms that he isn’t in his cabin across the hallway. You go to the mess hall, which is mostly empty at this hour, and you still don’t see him. Finally you go to the cargo bay turned training room and find him practicing lightsaber katas.

Not the slow, graceful kind meant for regular training, oh no. Master Koon’s lightsaber flickers back and forth in blurs of blue light as he flies across the room, switching from form to form as easily as a person breathes, melding them together into his personal blend of styles. His feet move as surely and precisely as a dancer’s and his blade slashes and swipes at invisible opponents with a perfect mixture of grace and power.

You simply watch him as he goes. He finishes off with an X-shaped swish of his lightsaber, the classic Makashi salute, before deactivating the energy blade and turning to you.

“Good morning, Roa.” He doesn’t sound even slightly out of breath.

“Good morning, Master.”

“What do you want to practice today?”

>Teras Kasi
>The Force
>Lightsabers

Rolled 14

>>29502946
>>Lightsabers

>>29502946
>The Force
It's so useful, and yet we keep on messing up with it.

>>29502946
>Teras Kasi
Let's try this again, we were unlucky the first time

>>29503059
thats true, swiching from >>29503030
to
>The Force

Rolled 2

>>29502946
>Lightsabers

Rolled 10

>>29502946
>>Teras Kasi

>>29503059
>>29503076
>>29503145
>>29503102

The Force it is. Writing.

Rolled 2

>>29503076
>>29503174

>>29503059
>>29503102
Well alrighty then. Rolling 1d2 for decision.

1. The Force
2. Teras Kasi

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>>29503197

“I’d like to try that Teras Kasi style from yesterday,” you say. “I think I have a better handle on it now.”

“Oh?” Koon tilts his head. If Kel Dors have eyebrows, then his are probably raised. “Let me set up another training dummy, then.”

A minute later, you’re standing in front of a new dummy. It looks practically pristine, with only a few scuffs and patches of dust marring the thick cloth. You promise to yourself that this thing won’t be in any condition vaguely definable as ‘good’ once you’re done with it.

You take the position Master Koon showed you. Taking a deep breath, you draw your fist back, calling the Force to you.

>Roll 1d20. Best three of three.

Rolled 14

>>29503401
rollan

Rolled 17

>>29503401

Rolled 13

>>29503401
Rolling 2

Rolled 8

>>29503401
Rollan.

>>29503417
>>29503479
>>29503482
Can't decide between Eye of the Tiger or http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZSS5dEeMX64

Writing!

>>29503543
>Eye of the Tiger
>Mulan
>not https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vK4gv11PTI8

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>>29503628
Got me.

>>29503543
Your punch rockets forward in unison with a roar of effort tearing itself from your throat.

Time seems to slow down as your fist sinks deep into the training dummy’s head. You watch in fascination as the outer cloth deforms under the impact, the stuffing underneath rippling first from your dissipating momentum, and then from the power of the Force surging into the dummy, ripping and tearing at it from the inside out.

And then something gives way beneath your knuckles and your fist plunges into the dummy’s head all the way up to your wrist. You stare at it in disbelief for a moment, and slowly extract your hand to take a better look at the hole.

“I did it?” you murmur. “I did it.”

Plo Koon claps twice. “Not bad, Roa.”

There is now a hole the rough size and shape of your fist torn through the thick rubber of the dummy’s casing. The stuffing inside has been compacted like a metal press stamped down on it. You don’t even want to imagine what this kind of injury might look like on a normal person, even with the presence of a skull.

“Impressive indeed, Apprentice Koo’lade,” another voice calls from the door.

You whirl around to see Captain Tarkin standing at the door. Master Koon stares stiffly at him.

“I apologize, that was quite rude of me to just barge in,” the captain says. He bows slightly. “May I observe you two?”

>Return his bow.
>Don’t return the bow.
>Other.

Don't mean to interrupt this, but is their an archive of previous quest I could read so I may catch up and participate in it?

>>29503898
Here you go!

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Jedi%20Quest

>>29503869
>Return his bow.
We must be respectful of all Republic officials, no matter if they are not liked by our Master.

>>29503869
>other

Back off slightly. It respects them both.

>>29503869
>>Return his bow.
lets be polite

>>29503939
>>29503949
>>29503954

Writing!

>>29503935
Thank you, sir!

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>>29503998

“I don’t mind,” Master Koon replies coolly, “Though I do hope that we aren’t cutting into your schedule, Captain.”

You return Tarkin’s bow, bending slightly deeper than he did, and back up to escape the line of fire. The hostility radiating off of your Master is almost palpable in the air, and you wonder again what caused the grudge between the two men.

He smiles at you before returning his attention to Koon. “Of course not, Master Jedi. My first officer needs a bit of practice on the bridge without my supervision.”

He inclines his head at you. “Just as I’m sure the young Apprentice needs her own training to become a Knight herself.”

“I was under the impression that the Tarkin family didn’t subscribe to Jedi methods,” Master Koon says.

That one clearly struck a nerve, if the vein twitching in the captain’s brow is any indication. To his credit, he doesn’t lash back, at least not immediately.

“And I was under the impression that these Jedi methods were general common sense,” Tarkin replies.

>Join in. What’s their problem?
>Listen and try to calm your Master through the Force.
>NOPE. Keep training.
>Other.

>>29504168
Let's discuss this for a bit.

Trying to calm Master Koon through the Force sounds like it'll mess up badly, especially with our rolls tonight.

Joining in sounds presumptuous, since we're just a Padawan.

But if we just keep training, it sounds like the problem could just get worse.

>>29504287
I kinda want to continue training, compltely ignoring them, and then when it gets out of hand, we just explode and tear the shit out of them for letting a stupid grudge get in the way of their work and professionalism and the mission at hand

>>29504313
so my vote is

>>29504168
>NOPE. Keep training.

>>29504313
>and then when it gets out of hand
Except they're professional enough that it won't become an outright fight between the two, or even a yelling match. It'll simmer as a workplace hatred, and the two will only work with each to the extent required by their jobs and responsibilities.

Look at how they've acted so far. They've made it no secret that they do not like each other, that they in fact, hate each other. But they've worked together as needed, and no more.

>>29504287
>>29504313
>>29504332
>>29504367
Discussion! Yes!

Are you choosing to NOPE and keep training?

>>29504168
>Join in. What’s their problem?
"I know I'm just a Padawan, but it's quite obvious even to me that there is something eating away at the two of you. Even Lili could tell, and she's blind!"

>>29504430
I'm from >>29504367
and I voted this >>29504438

>>29504430
I'm >>29504313 & >>29504332
I'll change to
>Join in. What’s their problem?

We don't want to let this issue fester and effect the mission

>>29504438
>>29504453
>>29504520

Joining in. Writing.

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>>29504531
Watching a Jedi Master and a Judicial Corps Captain sniping at each other like this, like two angry younglings, simply feels so wrong. You decide to intervene, at least to find out why they don’t like each other.

“Master, Captain?” you say. “May I speak freely?”

Both of them pause and look at you. You force yourself not to flinch at the icy looks on their faces, even though you know they’re not meant for you.

“Of course, Padawan,” Koon says.

“There’s no need to ask,” Tarkin says at the same time.

You take a deep breath. “I know I’m just a lowly apprentice, so I apologize in advance for my presumptuousness, but it’s obvious that there’s quite a bit of resentment between the two of you.”

“Well—” both men say simultaneously.

“And I hope that this antagonism won’t affect your working relationship on this mission,” you continue, forcing yourself to keep talking. “People’s lives are riding on the results of the hyperdrive theft investigation.”

A long silence descends on the room. You fidget nervously, wondering if you’ve said too much.

Tarkin speaks first. “It won’t, Apprentice Koo’lade. You have my word as a Republic officer that Master Koon and I will maintain a strict professional standard during the mission.”

“The Captain put it well, although I can only promise you the same thing as a Jedi Knight,” Master Koon says.

You sag in relief, although you note that neither of them directly admitted to a grudge. “Thank you, sirs.”

>Ask them exactly why they hate each other.
>Don’t push your luck.
>Other.

>>29504762
>>Ask them exactly why they hate each other.
we can mediate

social jedi training HO!

>>29504762
Don't push your luck. You're a fucking padawan.

>>29504762
>Don’t push your luck.
We don't have the righteous fury imparted by them screwing up, or the preponderance of experience, or simply outranking them, to give them a Bright Slap, yet.

Rolled 2

>>29504762

>Don’t push your luck.

>>29504835
>>29504843
>>29504847
Okay then! That'll be for the next post tomorrow, if the thread still lives.

Good night, guys. Thanks for participating!

>>29504881
Thanks for running, we'll try and keep the thread alive for you

>>29504881
Good night dude
Looking forward to part nine
and more Force-powered Martial arts action

Rolled 12

>>29504762
>>Ask them exactly why they hate each other.

Bump

bump

>>29504762
>>Other.
"If there's anything I can do to help with this..."

last bump of the night for me, fellow anons, keep this thread alive

Morning bump.

So I noticed that >greentext in text seems to have been disabled.
Which is a real >shame, though at least quotes >>29510749 at least seem to still work.

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Young Jedi Quest is back?

oh yeah!

Bump

Anyone having connection errors?

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Thanks for the bumps, anons!

>>29504881

You’re tempted to ask them what caused the feud between the two men, but a quick reassessment of the situation—one lowly apprentice facing down a Jedi Master and a Republic officer—convinces you not to push your luck.

And besides, they’re grown men. They should be able to work past their mutual grudge without any outside intervention, right?

So you turn back to the training dummy and continue beating it to shreds.

As the hours rapidly go by, you slowly improve at consciously adding the power of the Force to the power of your fists, until you think that you might be able to pull it off in the chaos of an actual fight. Plo Koon comes over a few times to adjust your stance or show you a better way of transferring the force from rotating your upper body to your punches.

He demonstrates for you on a new dummy. This time he merely decapitates the dummy instead of obliterating it.

>Mechanically, Teras Kasi adds your “Fistfight” and “The Force” bonuses together while grappling with someone. At your level of skill, I’ll still be taking best three of three, but you can improve the skill by repeatedly using it.

>Bonus for “The Force” rolls: +1
>Current total: +4

Finally, Captain Tarkin straightens up and clicks his heels together. “It’s been a pleasure watching the two of you train, Masters Jedi.”

“Thank you, Captain,” Master Koon replies. “Also, may I know the estimated time to arrival at Fondor?”

“Approximately two hours from now,” Tarkin says, glancing at his wrist chronometer. “We’ll be landing during the Fondor afternoon.”

>Wait on the bridge as it happens.
>Wait with the girls.
>Wait in the landing bay.
>Other.

>>29516396
>>Wait with the girls.
Let's wait with our friends. Who knows when we will see them next.

>>29512964
Have they?
>Test
>Test
>Test
>Test

>>29516540
Fuck
asdfagsa >test asdfgead
asdfga >test asdgaeg
asdgaesdg >test adgsaef
asdsdge >test asddage

>>29516396
>Wait with the girls.

>>29516450
>>29516595
Waiting with the girls. Writing.

I'm kind of surprised by this. I thought nobody liked them.

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>>29516396

>Jedi Master + Republic Captain status: [x] Told

>[x] Watch the landing from the Bridge

Did we ever see a descent and landing? Should be all giddy for the experience, no?

What about the other girls? Could they come watch with us?

>>29516631
Huh? Why would we have bothered to save them in the other threads if we didn't like them?

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>>29516696

There has been some controversy about naming, if I recall correctly.

>>29516631

OP, don't be put off by an occasional disgruntled Anon that doesn't like this or that.

>>29516723
Okay then. I'm more concerned about my pacing, anyways.

>>29516631
>>29516636

You spend the next two hours cleaning yourself up and grabbing a quick meal in the mess. When the broadcast comes through the intercom to prepare for landing, you hurry to the bridge so you can watch.

Master Koon is already waiting there, along with Captain Tarkin and Commander Durlint. Chatter laced with technical jargon snaps across the bridge as the crew coordinates the landing with Fondorian authorities, all under the supervision of the captain. Through the panoramic viewscreens, you can see the distant silvery-blue sphere of Fondor itself, framed by the void of space, thread-like orbital stations hovering around the shipyard world’s equator.

You move to stand next to Plo Koon. “Master? Do you think they would allow Lili and Hannaca to watch?”

“I doubt the captain would mind them on the bridge,” Koon replies. “But are you sure the girls would like it? Lili is physically blind, after all, and Hannaca seems rather timid.”

“Maybe I should ask them directly,” you say, a little embarrassed.

“Go on. There’s plenty of time before we begin on final approach to Fondor.”

You excuse yourself and dash back to the passengers’ area. A quick check reveals that the girls are still waiting in their stateroom.

“We heard the announcement, Roa,” Lili says, as you enter their cabin. “Are you going to be on the bridge?”

“My Master is there, so yes,” you reply. “Do you two want to watch? It seems like it’ll be impressive.”

Hannaca shakes her head, her hair swishing around her face.

“I’m not particularly interested in that sort of thing,” Lili chimes in.

“Alright, then.”

>Go back to the bridge. You want to watch.
>Stay with the girls. You’ve heard that atmospheric reentry can be a terrifying experience.
>Other.

>>29517066
>Go back to the bridge. You want to watch.

>>29517066
>Stay with the girls. Friends are more important than watching the reentry.

>>29517066

I feel bad about leaving the girls behind, but this is bound to be awesome spectacle.

[x] "Your loss!"

>>29517112
>>29517123
>>29517152
Writing!

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>>29517201
You fidget awkwardly a little. “I guess…this is goodbye, then?”

Lili and Hannaca stand up in unison and walk over to hug you. You squeak in surprise before quickly throwing your arms around both of them. Oddly enough, despite both of them being several years older than you, you’re almost as tall as they are.

“Thank you for saving us, Roa,” Hannaca whispers into your ear.

You blush. “Well, it wasn’t really me who…”

“You and Mr. Grerssk and Master Plo Koon, then,” Lili replies, smiling. She draws back after another moment. “Take care of yourself, Roa.”

“Y-You too. Both of you.”

“Goodbye!”

You find yourself tearing up a little as you leave the passenger section and head back to the bridge. The girls were the first friends you ever made outside of the Temple. Hopefully you can make even more.

>cont'd

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>>29517599
When you enter the bridge, you join Master Koon just behind the Captain’s station. The Jedi Master gently ruffles your hair, taking care not to bump against your horns.

“Did you say goodbye?” he asks.

You nod.

“The Jedi code may forbid attachment,” Koon says. “But I know how hard it is to let go. Don’t worry, Padawan, you’ll see them again someday.”

“I hope so.”

The metallic sphere of Fondor grows larger and larger in the viewscreens with each passing second, until its enormous shape fills the entire display. As the Tabula Rasa approaches, you can make out the tiny shapes of other ships docked to the orbital rings, and others descending through the atmosphere like tiny shooting stars.

“Beginning final descent,” one bridge operator calls.

[Fondor Space Command confirms. Transmitting your assigned flight path now.]

“Operations, status on shields and thrusters?” Tarkin calls.

“We’re all green, sir.”

Tabula Rasa passes over one of the orbital stations. You see grey durasteel traced with gantries and scaffolding, dotted by the occasional starship, flash by underneath the Republic cruiser before the view is replaced by the curve of the planet’s horizon.

Then you hear a rather urgent voice through the comm channel.

[Freighter Longshot, veer off. You’re getting too close to Tabula Rasa’s descent path. Repeat, Longshot, veer off—]

>Roll 1d20+1.

Rolled 3 + 1

>>29517641
1!

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>>29517599
>Y-You too

>>29517679
Welp.

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Rolled 5 + 1

>>29517599

>we'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again some sunny day

>>29517641

Master Koon knows what's up.

Force guide us.

Rolled 15 + 1

>>29517641

>>29517679
>>29517732

The Force doesn't like Longshots, methinks.

>>29517741
Well, at least one dice god is in a good mood.

Writing!

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>>29517782
If the bridge was already a flurry of activity, it becomes an absolute maelstrom now with the report of another ship on a collision course with the Tabula Rasa. In the eye of the storm, Captain Tarkin and Commander Durlint bark out orders to map out an evasion course with icy composure.

You and Master Koon exchange glances.

“Are we going to be rammed?” you ask nervously.

“Maybe,” Koon replies. He sounds just as unruffled as the officers.

“Tabula Rasa to Longshot, break off,” one of the communications officers says, with a hint of fear in his voice. “Repeat, break off, or we will open fire!”

[Fondor Command to Tabula Rasa, we have emergency crews standing by.]

“Thank you, Fondor,” Tarkin calls. “Tactical, get me a firing solution. Navigation, coordinate with Sensors for an escape burn.”

“All hands, brace for impact!” Commander Durlint shouts. His voice is echoed by the intercom in the distance, followed by wailing klaxons.

“Target is five klicks and closing! Four klicks! Three! Two!”

Koon seizes your shoulder with a hand like cast iron and a hold-bar by the wall with his other hand. “Hold on, Roa.”

“One!”

It’s an ungainly thing, the freighter that flies past the forward viewscreen, not like the sleek Estrella or the powerful Tabula Rasa. It has a bow like a battering ram, a fat midsection bulging with cargo pods, and a stern that resembles a mess of thrusters and piping more than an actual ship hull.

But what catches your attention most is the holographic emblem that flashes on the side of the freighter. It’s one that you’ve seen dozens of times while learning the history of the Jedi Order and the wars with its many enemies.

“Mandalorian,” Koon whispers.

>Thread end.
>Tentative time for next thread is Saturday.

Rolled 15 + 1

>>29518121
Thanks for running, OP!

>>29518121

Thanks for the thread.

>>29518121
See ya then!

>>29518121
Please mention your time zone in the tweet next time. "Tomorrow around 4 or 5" doesn't really help much without it.

>>29518295
I'm Pacific Coast, but I'm going to use 4chan Server time anyways.

>>29518358
Great, I'm looking forward to the next thread.