The Rebel Faction

Rusty let Kamon go, and backed away

"You're right Han..."

Rusty stared at Kamon

"Besides, kid, spars against Jedi aren't counted toward your Knighthood. Go kick the living hell out of a Sith or two, and you'll be Knighted in no time. It's not that hard. You've got guts though, I'll give you that. You'll make a fine Knight."

Rusty turned back to Han as he returned his saber to his belt

..."And you! Couldn't stand showing up and ruining my foul mood could you?"

Rusty smiled

"Then again, you never could. Good to see you Han."

As Adrian approached the edge of the woods, he found that he could suddenly feel more people through the Force. There was a growing number in the clearing that led onto the fields, and they were all being drawn to each other.

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It was obvious that if it was, Adrian was not meant to be attending, although he had not been told of any meeting, or to stay away from that area.

All the people out there were Force sensitive, he was sure, and he knew from seeing Wade’s V-Wing that they were probably all from the Jedi Academy.

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Feeling that there were no hostile intentions surrounding the group he was approaching, Adrian decided that he would press on.

After all, if he was not meant to be there, then he would no doubt by now have been detected and turned away, surely.

As he neared the edge of the forest, Adrian found he could hear voices. There, a break in the trees. He made for it, and could soon see people beyond the secondary tree line.

Deciding to make a somewhat silent approach, Adrian picked his way carefully along the grass under his feet, and up to the new tree line. His brother’s lightsabre was all the metal he wore on his, aside from that it was just pickings of robes, assorted and slightly mismatched.

As he broke the line, he could now see five people within eyesight. Reaching out with the Force, he found no others in close proximity.

Two of the people, he saw, both Jedi, seemed to be preparing to face off in a spar. Adrian had seen little of lightsabre use in the past, and suddenly felt his blood rise with excitement.

Just then, though, his training took over, and he calmed himself. War was not good, neither was fighting. It was not something to get excited about.

It came to be, however, that his excitement had risen and fallen for nothing, as suddenly one of the Jedi on the borders of the field spoke up, talking to one of the duellers. At this, seemingly a command, both fighters stepped down and turned to the speaker.

Adrian decided that this would be a good time to introduce himself, so he strode out from the trees confidently, brushing his hands lightly over the leaves as he went.

His walk took him directly down, and towards the two would-be duellers.

Reaching them, he extended a hand in greeting. Kamon he knew, from the Academy, but Rusty he had never met before, so this was who he offered his hand to.

“Hello, my name’s Adrian, Padawan to Jedi Kahn.”

“Well,” Adrian spoke up before any of the others could get a word in to the conversation. “It is obvious that we are here for a reason, of course.” He looked around, taking in the stare of each of the others in the field. Taking a step forward, he continued.

“Nothing happens by chance, I feel at this time, although to achieve certain ends we must still work toward them, mainly together than alone,” he paused, and then looked up at the sky, shielding his eyes from the sun. “Just as this meeting did not happen by chance. There must be a reason that we all, Jedi of different Orders that we may be, were drawn to this very spot today. There must be a cause to it, for I am sure that no one here was more, or less, surprised than I to see so many others of out own kind on our wanderings. Therefore, we must have been placed here to do something, something for the betterment of the galaxy, no doubt.”

Adrian sat down on the grass, crossing his legs in front of him and turning so that his back faced the sun.

“I propose,” he said thoughtfully, closing his eyes and becoming more in tune with the Force, “that we here today hold a counsel, to decide on what to do.”

Cole had remained remotely quiet for the most part since his arrival into the group. Yet everyone seemed to acknowledge his presence, even though his presence was one of silence.

He felt though that he had done enough observing within the group and that his words would have some base to them, and so he spoke, a light smile playing upon his lips.

"Even the most different of views can work together to unite for common good, if need be."

Perhaps his words did not make much sense, but they rang true, he had seen it done before, heard the tales of such.

Rusty shifted slightly

"The Sith? Yes...they must be stopped. I'll see no more murder from their kind. They are vile, evil beings, with no remorse for their actions. And to be brutally honest, they're uncaring nature sickens me. Kamon's right. We MUST do something. However, it can't just be a battle. We cannot fight a war."