:: A YT-2400 lands ... ::

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: ... and two figures walk down the ramp of the bronzed gunmetal craft. A darkclad lady with a white wolf beside her. It paces back and forth in front of her as she walks towards Yog's bar & grill, happy to be on the ground again, sniffing the air. The smells of food coming from within were intoxicating as the two of them enter and make their way to an empty table. The wolf sits beside it's owner, licking it's chops eagerly as she ordered their meal ::

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: A table across, a white-haired man of significant age watches the woman and her animal companion enter. Pressed in his lips is a thin sprig of Zansanar root, a known folk-prescribed stimulant of some popularity. He sat quietly, rocking back and forth occasionally, while sipping at a stout-headed dark draught, from a pint mug. Quite in tune with the Force, the man reached out to the woman, subtly determining if she also possessed the same gift.

She did indeed. The old man arched an eyebrow. ::

And so another of our good talents arrives in our stead.

[Grimya]

:: Grimya also felt the ripple, ever so subtle, as Soolin's gaze traveled to the old man. Their spirits were linked closely together through the force, each able to tap into the sight and mind of the other. The she-wolf looks at the old man with a seemingly human intelligence behind her eyes ::

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Anbira rose to his feet, walking slowly to her table ::

An interesting companion you keep, my lady.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

"Her name is Grimya."

:: nudges a chair with her boot as an invitation to sit ::

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Anbira sat gingerly, with a care that came with aging joints ::

Oh...why thank you.

:: He sat still for a moment, staring down at the wolf and smiling. After a while, his eyes returned to the woman ::

I would ask what brings you to Arcan...but I believe I already have the answer I seek.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: gives Grimya her share of the roasted meat and turns back to Anbira ::

"We've been traveling a long time, and I had no inkling of this place 'til we entered orbit."

:: bites into a piece of unleavened bread and looks around ::

[Anbira Hicchoru]

Then you do indeed seek the order.

:: Anbira nodded ::

Tell me of yourself, traveler.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: she had heard the stories as a padawan of the Order, but never imagined that she would ever find it ::

"I am Soolin Anjhurin. And are you saying that I have found the Greater Jedi Order???"

[Navaria Tarkin]

This was a most interesting visitor indeed, Navaria thought to herself as she refreshed her drink at the bar. She had all the signs of being a Jedi but never had seen her around here. Seems that this stranger was surprised to be here but of course she was meant to be here. Now.

The Force is always in motion and it was time for Soolin to have found what she was searching for ... even if she didn't know it yet.

"Yes ... Anbira and I are members of the Order."

She walked over to her table and bowed.

"Navaria Tarkin, Jedi Knight. A pleasure to meet you..."

Looking down, she smiled at Grimya.

"... and your friend."

[Satine Capashen]

"And I'm Satine Capashen, Warrior Jedi Knight, and all around loudmouth."

Satine had just walked up, hearing Navaria introduce themselves, and he smils, bowing slightly to the newcomer.

"And what it you name. And that of your cool looking companion there?"

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Anbira nodded to what Navaria and Satine said ::

[Soolin Anjhurin]

"I was beginning to think this place was a myth."

:: Soolin rose from the table, gripping Navaria's arm firmly in a warrior's handshake, then turns to Satine ::

"I am Soolin Anjhurin, Ronin Jedi and last of my clan."

:: her eyes glance at the she-wolf as she eats ::

"And this is Grimya."

[Navaria Tarkin]

It was awkward in returning the handshake for Navaria. She had seen others greet each other that way but never Navaria on the receiving end of that type of handshake. Hopefully she didn't come off too green and looked at the hungry wolf whose name was Grimya.

"She's beautiful."

[Grimya]

:: Grimya licks her chops as she looks up from her meal and looks at Navaria with an almost human warmth at her words ::

[Jubei SaDherat Vader]

(Jubei was walking outside when he stopped in his tracks, staring at the table's occupant. It was an acquaintance from his past...back on Calan. But...it had been years since they'd last seen each other)

Soolin.

(Jubei clasped his left hand over his fisted right hand and bowed in the greeting of tradition)

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin's eyes widen in suprise. The boy she had known so many years ago had grown into a young man ::

"Jubei ... good to see you again."

:: she returns the greeting in kind and invites all around the table to sit ::

[Navaria Tarkin]

Navaria sat down at the offer and looked from Soolin to Jubei.

"You two know each other?"

There was many a surprise this day at the bar ...

[Jubei SaDherat Vader]

(Jubei nodded)

Soolin...was a student at the Calanic Order. Many years ago.

(He hesitated to bring any more of the subject up. Though his facial expressions remained unfetteringly passive, both he and Soolin were thinking the same thing. Though close as siblings, differences in ideals had strained their relationship in the past. She left when he was young, and had not been seen for years. Despite whatever differences were between them, he was very pleased that she was alive, and in good health)

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: It had been a very long time. 10 years to be precise ::

"When did you leave the Order, Jubei?"

[Jubei SaDherat Vader]

(He calmly answered in truth)

I left two years ago, seeking the Jedi in my monastic pilgrimage.

[Grimya]

*Grimya's eyes sparkle at Jubei's arrival and the she-wolf lifts her head.*

[Navaria Tarkin]

She turned away from Jubei's and Soolin's conversation to look at Anbira with a smile.

"Did you know about this?"

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: He shook his head ::

There is little of my son's past that I know of. But it is my own foolish fault, I guess. I've only now known him for such a short time.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: glances back and forth from Jubei to the old man. It was true. She could sense the connection between them, but decided to remain silent ::

[Jubei SaDherat Vader]

I would like to hear of your many years away, Soolin.

[Navaria Tarkin]

"At least you have that time now. Cherish it."

Her family was gone forever but at least Anbira had a second chance...

[Cizerack Hunter Forces]

Soolin's chair was bumped somewhat forcibly as a figure walked by. Clad in bright red armor, the Cizerack soldier was easily recognizable as he prowled through the B&G along with two other accomplices. He paused, glancing down at the person he'd bumped into.

"Charrourr'aeei'jaa'" The darkskin mewled an expletive in his native tongue as he passed.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: casually slides a foot beneath the large Felinoid to trip him as he walks by, and takes another bite of food as she watches the other two snicker at his apparant clumsiness ::

[Cizerack Hunter Forces]

The darkskin fell to the ground, much to the laughter of his comrades. Growling, the felinoid rose to his feet, dark blue eyes bearing down on Soolin. He leaned over the table, the extended claws of his left hand sinking into the edge of it as he slapped his hand down. He spoke basic poorly, as most Cizerack males did.

"Neverrr do agajin, forrda."

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: meets the Cizerack's gaze with her own and replies, calm but menacing ::

"Don't threaten me unless you want to lose your mivonks ... wherever they are."

[Cizerack Hunter Forces]

He leered at her menacingly, sharp teeth visible as his lips parted.

"Majybe jI sssee jyou laterrr, jyou fjind them good"

His ears fluttered, and with a low growl, he left, with his comrades yammering behind him as he walked.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin touches Grimya's head to calm her as the she-wolf bares her fangs in a fierce growl ::

"They are empty words, Grimya. Spoken by a coward."

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: Anbira simply chews on the end of his Zansanar sprig as the alien leaves ::

Such belligerent things...quite strange.

:: Something in Soolin's eyes made him pause ::

I take it this isn't your first encounter with our feline friends?

[Navaria Tarkin]

She didn't have much encounter with the Cizerack's but the one time Navaria did was quite enough.

A chill ran down her back as she remembered the Cizerack male asking to mate with her.

[Jubei SaDherat Vader]

(Jubei looked to Soolin as well, nodding in an empathetic manner)

Father, that would be putting it lightly.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: she pauses, her mind drifting backwards before awnsering Anbira ::

"They took my parents away, when I was very young."

[Anbira Hicchoru]

:: The old Jedi's brow knit with concern ::

Why would they do such a thing? You must forgive me, I am not knowledgable of their ways, nor of my son's past.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

"I was born on Calan, a world that lies on the border of Cizerack space. They claim it as part of their domain, and because of this, all humans on Calan are regarded as a lesser species."

[Navaria Tarkin]

"Well, that certainly explains their rude behavior around here all the time."

Her eyes softened knowing full well what it was like loosing parents.

"I'm sorry to hear about your parents ..."

[Jubei SaDherat Vader]

Soolin left...many years ago...to fight them, and the ones called Sith.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin falls into a silence, all the people gathered around seeming to fade away her as her mind drifts ::

[Grimya]

*Rests her shaggy head on her forepaws and her eyes look toward her master Soolin, a distant look, as if seeing a far off, forms in them*

[Anbira Hicchoru]

I apologize for intruding. An old man's curiosity getting the better of his good graces.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Anbira's words fall upon deaf ears as the reality of the bar & grill melts away around Soolin. Only Grimya was able to see into her mind's eye. And she saw Him again.

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The Sith Devil who led the massacre of her Jedi-clan and stole her innocence before her brother's dying eyes. He haunted her in dreams, always there to torment her as she slept.

Soolin's eyes widen as she snaps out of her trance. Her face pale with disorientation as her eyes dart back and forth in bewilderment at everyone around her ::

[Jubei SaDherat Vader]

(Jubei noted the sudden shift in expression, but that was likely due to his close past association with Soolin. Something unseen troubled her greatly.)

[Grimya]

*A whimper of concern escaped Grimya as the she-wolf got to her feet, nudging inquiringly to Soolin.

As Soolin rubbed the wolf's muzzle vacantly, Grimya licked her hand with her rough pink tongue, trying to bring her Mistress back to the present.*

[Satine Capashen]

Satine watches all of this quietly, trying to soak up all the information he could as to who exactly this newcomer was.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin rises from the table a bit shakily and empties some coins onto the table for the meal. Standing awkwardly she bows to the group and makes her way back to her ship with Grimya ::

[Navaria Tarkin]

Navaria stands up to return the bow and watches with a sorrowful expression as Soolin leaves.

[Cizerack Hunter Forces]

The darkskin didn't shrug it off. He lingered outside, waiting, and letting himself get angrier. Within the hour, the hyuu-mann female left, heading for the landing pads. Quietly, the felinoid followed her, his claws extending from the fleshy pads in his fingertips.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin pulls her cloak up over her head, concealing her face as she strides back to the solitude of the ship. Meeting Jubei again after all this time. She wasn't sure how to feel about it ::

[Cizerack Hunter Forces]

The darkskin's eyes glowed a luminous blue as he stalked after the Jedi. Once there were no witnesses around, he cleared his throat, crossing his arms over his thick chest as his ears fluttered.

"jYou arrre jin bad place, hjyuu-mann. Nobodjy arrround."

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin stops at the sound of the voice, not turning around as she holds a small metal cylinder in her hand, concealed from his sight beneath her robes ::

"Walk away."

[Cizerack Hunter Forces]

"No, too late forrr that, jyesss? Now we plajy game."

The darkskin bared his fangs in a frightful leer, his ears folding back.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: she turns around, pulling the hood away as a smile spreads across her lips ::

"You're so right. Forrda."

:: without warning, her <a href=http://thesithempire.clanpages.com/sigshop/Soolin/pikeanimation.gif> fighting pike springs to life</a> and Soolin becomes a blur of motion. The first strike shatters the Felinoid's left knee. Still moving, she spins the fighting pike and connects to the side of his head, dislocating his cheekbone with a loud crack ::

[Cizerack Hunter Forces]

"RRROURRRR!!!"

The darkskin fell to the floor from the loss of balance his broken knee caused. As he fell, he was batted down to the ground across the face, causing his nose and mouth to bleed liberally. Sprawled across the ground, his mouth opened to say something, which was choked back due to pain and bleeding. He reached upwards to Soolin, as if silently asking for her help.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin steps back away from him, the fighting pike retracting once again to a small cylinder in her palm. She knew the roar would bring someone to his attention soon ::

"You'll live. And maybe next time you'll take the easy way out when it's given to you."

:: she calls to Grimya telepathically and walks away towards her ship ::