Waiting again (Open)

[Ma Ra Shen]

A lone figure sat upon the steps on the enclave. Watching the sun speedily race under the horizon. The wind picked up abit, blowing his robes around him. Brining his gaze downward. His eyes marked the pact of a small group of younglings. Obviously back from their little field trip, followed closely behind by their master. Unluckily for him he had no master. The youngling clan's master placed his hand on Ma Ra's shoulder for a breif second, patting it once.

"Good evening Ma Ra." he told him.

Ma Ra Shen nodded his head once. Acknowledging his remark. His gaze again switching back to the sunset which had now streak the skies in layers of crimson, red and gold. His eyes fixated on the skies. That were also streaked with the indication lights of sky cars and other ships.

"Its almost time to go to bed. I wonder if master varook will send me to the AgriCorp tomarrow..."

[Jenno]

(Waitin on somebody?)

[Ma Ra Shen]

(Anyone really)

[Jenno]

(Well, nobody is really on Coruscant right now, so that might be why. But what you cna do is go to the thread under Gerneral titled "NPCing" and request an NPC there.)

[DreamKiLLeR]

Tekyr tipped his head down in quiet thought as he entered Coruscant's atmosphere. The S-100 Stinger-class starfighter he called Deathkiss landing on one of the Jedi Temple's bays. A quick diagnostics check before he powered the vessel down and he was climbing free; not entirely dressed as most Jedi in this point in time aside from the lightsaber that dangled freely from his hip he looked more like some offworld fringer who was in need of a bath.

Wrapped around his shaven head was a bandana his jaw sporting a bit of stubble and his jacket a loose hooded thing with torn holes in it. Adjusting his coat he looked towards the temple and walked towards the inside pausing long enough to stare the Republic City over. Studying his surroundings physically and beyond. The pulse of life this planet ebbed and throbbed with was amazing, enough it made him almost feel as if he could reach out and touch the Force with a gloved hand. The backdrop of a multi-hued setting sun managing to almost coax a smile from the wandering Jedi Knight.

Noise caught his ears drawing his attention to look at the enclave again. Younglings, a clan of them probably returning from some class, or adventure set up by their care-takers. Slapping aside memories of his own youth he returned to his intended course, to visit the archives. Where in the past would his query have visited that she would return to. A hearty sigh escaped him as he began his stride again.

The words "Its almost time to go to bed. I wonder if master varook will send me to the AgriCorp tomorrow..." spoken by Ma Ra Shen catching his attention as he paused in his walk to observe the youth in quiet contemplation. Seemingly distracted from his intended course.

[Ma Ra Shen]

The youth, unbeknownst (Sp?) of the knight behind him. The wind began to die down. Lettign his robes rest at his side. It had been three long year though, That he had been escaping the ties of the AgriCorp or Exploration Corp. But his time into them should be quite soon. Standing now. His gaze creep back up to the sky, firmly intent on staring at the beautiful sight. Ripping his gaze from it, he turned and began to hike up the steps, keeping his eyes on them.

Not five feet away from the night. he caught the sight of his robes on the floor on the top of teh stairs. Now running his gaze up the robe and to the Kiffar's face. Strange, was this man new?

"Oh? Good evening Master.....umm........"

[DreamKiLLeR]

The Jedi Tekyr watched the youth sprint up the stairs one dark brow raising on a red tattoo marked face, symbols of his Kiffar heritage. " Mevek. " The man replied to Ma Ra Shen calmly, stepping to the side so the youth could continue his journey.

" Well young Jedi not to interrupt your ever important seeming study of the stairs, but might I ask of you some assistance? " The Knight presented a half-smile, displaying he had a sense of humor.

" I need directions to the archives or perhaps a guide. I've not been here since I was your age and that was at best brief. "

(OOC - He's not wearing robes currently, more of a spacers suit - Pilots jacket, pants, shirt, boots, etc. Just some description info if it wasn't caught already.)

[DreamKiLLeR]

The Knight perked a dark eyebrow and turned not a word spoken further as he invited himself into the Temples inner workings his stride carrying him fast towards what he could remember as being the right direction. If it was not well; he could always look around or ask for directions again.

Tekyr wondered if it was the non-traditional way he was currently dressed that didn't have him getting the proper treatment from a Jedi hopeful, or perhaps those like him who went untrained or raised around Coruscant should expect a certain form of handling from their brothers and sisters of the city-planet. He doubted this, he was tired this much was evident.

Directing himself from such negative and counter-productive thoughts he focused on the task at hand, the Outer Rim territories he had been wandering the past few months kept him out of the loop, removed him from the current ongoings of the galaxy beyond his own quest. One that from teachings he could recall was a bad thing. He was too focused upon this personal task..

Perhaps he would let it lie for now, bury it as best he could; that was of course if he could find something to occupy his time and mind as easily as his own self appointed assignment was able to do. This he doubted. Conflict raged through him, weariness and hunger were partially to blame.

Stopping outside the library he looked up at the ceiling, focusing on nothing. Allowing the Force to carry away thought and emotion. Right now was not the time for question or inner turmoil, the Force would guide him as it always had.

Without more lingering he entered the Archives.



(OOC: Waited a few days, sorry to skip out on you Ma Ra Shen but moving on - Character is headed to the Archives thread for a few posts.)