OOC: Malice I need to write out my Nohgri Master Nogar of the Aiki. If you would humor me I would like to write him out of this RP with some some dignity.
If a new Rp is started I would like to join. Promising limited action on the masters part. His is a way of non-interference to the extreme. So long as no one gets cut down of course.
IC:
The Aiki were one of the oldest of the force sects. And Irman was the last of them.
Vonta Horn was his last disciple. His last and, he had thought, perhaps the first of many. Her presence in the darkness was unmistakable. She flared in the light for a time. Sending out her hope to all on the planet. TO give them a answer to what it was that they fought for. Seemingly as her last act. For as quickly as it came he lost all connection to her in the force on the planetoid. As if she had ceased to exist in this world.
He leaped through the city of theed. The force lending him urgently needed speed. The light was about him. Small lights standing in the wake of darkness.
'Padawans in dire confrontations.' he thinks to himself.
He wishes them well. He did not wish to fight that was not the way of the Aiki. He sought to understand and through that understanding find a solution that did not have to involve death or destruction.
His pace leads towards the jedi temple. He passed a conflict light and darkness intertwined in a way that he had only read about in the secreted Aiki librairies on Obrai-Skai. Souls that once share the same essence now opposites in the force. One of the dark the other of the light. Both masters in their arts.
A dangerous proposition in any time. But in his studies the bond that the lovers and soul mates shared almost always lead to either one or the other turning to the dark. Sure enough the Light that he monitored faltered. Lessened and finally succumb to the dark.
The light extinguished. He was too late to help there but...There was another bond that he felt similar to the first. Yet different.
The source of the darkness was more then apparent. The figure of a running man. Powerful in the darkside. And traveling to a second light.
'So the light sider that fell was a woman' , He made a note to him self on that remark.
Traveling beside him not slowing his pace. The two change directions. Towards places unknown
'So this is one half of the pair of star crossed lovers that I felt in the force.' He thinks to him self. The man entering a building one that had the smell of youth about it. A school perhaps? He felt now the force signature that had felt familiar to the bond of the first.
It was an off spring. A love child of dire circumstances.
entering the school he followed closely behind the dark man. One who's name he does not yet know. The school was alive even as the drama of the force played out around them. Obviously the teachers thought that this was a safer place for their charges. The sith traveled through the hall ways with out words to any one the students stared at him. either sobbing in terror or staring in wonder at this frightening man with the powerful presence.
The Darkman pushes open a door and walks into a school room.
Where before he finished his first step in a child leaped into his arms. Tears forming in his eyes.
Crying out,"Daddy, daddy, daddy!"
As if some unknown fear had sprung up to meet him and he needed comforting arms to ward it off.
The child continues, "Daddy, someone hurt Mommy! Something's wrong with her!"
It was then that the Diminutive Nohgri made his force presence known to the Dark sider. Standing at only five feet tall the alien face of a Nohgri combined with the calmness of a master of the light
He made no move that could be construed as aggressive.
-Avoid confrontation at all costs.- it was one of the most important tenants to the Aiki. His was the way of a diplomat not the fighter. As unusual as that was to his species, the NOhgri, he had grown used to it over the last thirty or so years of Aiki training.
especially not here. Too many innocents were in danger to risk any sort of confrontation except that of words.
"Yes dark one I am most anxious to hear what has befallen this young ones rather unique mother." he spoke of the female that he felt turning to the darkness. His power though formidable was obviously in check his concern for the innocent the obvious cuase. This was a war of words now.
He stands with his double bladed light bo strapped to his back.
he looks the sith in the eye, awaiting the answer with interest, "What has happened to the mother that has distraut the child so much."
He wondered how the dark one would react to his concern in what was obviously a family affair.
