Theif!(Rugs and Sporky)

[Sporky]

Teemo'Tay watched the two scurry off, metaphorical tails between their legs. He shook his head, and sighed softly, turning his saber off and hooking it back on his belt.

Then, he felt a little nag in his the part of his head connected to the Force. He turned to kid that had approached him, looking down at him and tilting his head. "Me? A Jeedai? No, not at all!" he replied, chuckling. "I'm what you call a Grey Jeedai. I'm on my own. I don't follow any Order."

[Rugs]

Kvothe's eyes shifted to an icy blue as curiosity took him at the stranger's arrival. There was a fight, or the beginnings of one, that was broken up by the stranger. He was a Trandoshan, surprisingly, and seemed to be of the soft-spoken sort. He didn't belong to any order, despite having a lightsaber--much like what Kvothe had just finished telling Reven.

" So you're a wanderer, then?" Silver moved into Kvothe's eyes, along with some green as he made a short bow of his head in greeting. "Welcome to the club. We'll be getting jackets at the end of the week." He smiled at the Trandoshan, and then, with a laugh extended his head. "Pleasure to meet you. I am called Kvothe."

[Reven]

"Grey Jedi huh? Sound interesting. I've read in a book that you Grey Jedi tend not to the extremes when it comes down to the darkside or lightside of the force. So the fact that you can balance both must be quite difficult" said Reven right before Kvothe introduced himself. He of course couldn't help but laugh a little when Kvothe welcomed him to the club and that they'll be getting jackets since they were all wanderers.

"By the way, how well trained are you in the ways of the force? According to Kvothe, I'm force sensitive as well so it would be nice if I could learn a thing or two from someone like you" said Reven.

[Sporky]

Teemo'Tay blinked several times. "I think that book needs to be rewritten, friend," he said to Reven, shaking Kvothe's hand at the same time. "I'm strictly light-sided. I just wasn't taken by the Jeedai as a kid."

He then acknowledged Kvothe, and grinned. "Jackets are overdone. I vote we have hats!" he exclaimed, chuckling again.

[Rugs]

{OMG, I'm an idiot who can't comprehend post order, apparently. >.< Thought it was Reven's post. Sorry guys, I'll have something up soon. Check back in for edits, since I'll just edit it in to this one.}

Edit: Aaaaaand here you go. Pardon my stupid >.>

"Haha, yes. We'll have jackets, some hats, and some coffee mugs," Kvothe said, amiably clapping a hand onto Temmo's shoulder. "It'll be a sight to see, I'm sure." He withdrew, and leaned on his staff comfortably as he looked at the new arrival. He'd not seen many Trandoshans in his life before, and certainly not one that was Force sensitive. But the Galaxy was a big place, with a wealth of interesting inhabitants. This Trandoshan was just an example of that.

"So what brings you here, stranger? On business of any sort, or just got a bit of wanderlust?"