Open to all!

[dateme]

Who: Inui (dateme) & ALL OF YOU
When: Day 3, eclipse/evening
Where: Boneyard
What: IT'S TIME FOR A POW-WOW aka we built a fire

[ So it's been a rough couple of days (literally, just two). But between nearly being blown up, marching through the desert, and generally just never wanting to see desert again, there is one good thing Inui (and Lance) have discovered: those Coral plants? Can be cracked open and eaten!

So as the sun vanishes behind the rocky formations or the moon(s), fellow interlopers might notice a distinct & nutty aroma wafting through the boneyard. Tracing it to it's source isn't hard though: Inui and Lance have started up a rather sizeable camp fire from the remains of some of the bones near the vague center of the massive grave. There they've cracked open large stalks from the coral and are roasting the mealy insides over the flames.

They've stockpiled quite a bit and have yet to cook all of it, so anyone and everyone is free to stop by and either help or take up a stalk of their own! Heck, maybe there's already people gathered there!

Whatever the case, it's a good way to kill some time, right? Maybe you've got a ghost story or a survival plan you want to share with the group? No really does anyone have a plan we could really use a plan ]


[ ooc; THIS POST IS OPEN TO EVERYONE AND EVERYONE! Feel free to make your own starters/sections, threadjack like crazy, and just generally get to mingling. The cooked Coral stalks taste like almonds and shouldn't be poisonous!.

HAVE FUN ]

Comments

[resnipstance]

What?! No! Why would you think that?!

[ceruleo]

You stopped being in classes when you were fourteen.... [ gesturing to the left ] and you've been training for fourteen years— [ gesturing to the right ] ....so?

[ Math: not Lance's strong suit. ]

[resnipstance]

Ohhhh. [A small chuckle of relief.]

Sorry. Small misunderstanding. I was sent to the Temple when I was three. Most Jedi begin around that age. We had classes every day, but it was still considered training.

[ceruleo]

Oh. Oh. Right, I totally figured that out. [ That makes her seventeen then, which makes a ton more sense. ] So, a 'Jedi' is someone who uses the... [ what was the word again??? right— ] ...Force?

[resnipstance]

Yes and no. Being a Force-user is a prerequisite of being a Jedi, yes. But not all Force-users are Jedi.

[ceruleo]

Wow, I don't think that could've been any more vague if you tried.

[resnipstance]

What? It makes sense to me.

Look, being a Jedi means something specific. It's not like-- being able to do mathematics. It's more like... being a mathematician. There are lots of people who can do maths who go on to other professions.

[ceruleo]

So a Jedi is someone who masters the Force.

[resnipstance]

That's right. Mostly, anyway. There are also... people who master the Force in a different way. We call them Sith. We're kind of-- diametrically opposed opposites, I guess you could say.

[ceruleo]

[ She makes it sound so benign. ] So what made you decide to become a 'Jedi' instead of a 'Sith'?

[resnipstance]

Being evil doesn't really appeal.

[ceruleo]

Wait. Are they "different" or "evil"?

Wow I did not get this notif thanks Obama

[resnipstance]

... I've never met a Sith that was good.

Let me put it this way. A Jedi uses the Force only ever to serve others-- never themselves. They dedicate their lives to maintaining order and justice. Their strength comes peace-- inner and outer. A Sith is the opposite of that. A Sith uses the Force to serve only their own needs. They grow stronger by feeding on chaos and hatred. Anger, pain, despair... all of those, too.

So, you tell me.

[ceruleo]

...right. They sound fantastic.

[ He doesn't really get it though, not really. ]

Does it have to be one or the other?

[resnipstance]

... It doesn't have to be, but that's usually how it ended up. Using the Force requires training and discipline. Lots of it. So Force-sensitive children who weren't sent to the Jedi Temple as younglings wouldn't be likely to ever gain mastery of it.

[ceruleo]

But you said Sith do master it--just differently. [ He's genuinely curious, and a little confused, trying to piece together an image of her world in his mind. ] Is that the Temple where you trained?

[resnipstance]

... Yes.

The Sith don't have any kind of formal academy. A being that thrives on chaos and selfishness isn't suited to a group structure. Instead, a Sith is made usually one of two ways. The first is that they used to be a Jedi that fell from the Light. The second is that they were kidnapped as a youngling by a Sith master.

They travel in groups of two-- no more, no less. A master and an apprentice. Always. The master torments the apprentice, feeding off their anger and fear-- it makes both of them stronger. When the apprentice gains enough mastery to kill the teacher, then they become the master.

[ceruleo]

Whoa. [ That's a freaky system. It's also a lot to parse at once. ] So, let's recap: there's this thing called the Force—which I guess is what Allura calls 'Quintessence'—and some people can...control it? And if they're like, good, they're called Jedi, and the bad ones are called Sith. The Jedi train at the Temple, and the Sith train by...murdering each other?

And you're a Jedi.

[ He looks at her, squinting vaguely. Did he get all that? ]

[resnipstance]

... No. I'm not.

But the rest of it is about right.

[ceruleo]

You're not...yet?

[ He's fishing. What detail did he miss, in all that? ]

[resnipstance]

Padawans are considered Jedi too.

I left.

[ceruleo]

[ ...oh. Small detail. ]

How come?

[resnipstance]

[She rubs the back of her neck awkwardly.]

It's a really long story. ... And it doesn't matter now, anyway.

[ceruleo]

[ He shrugs. ]

Sounds messed up. [ The whole...system tbh, not the circumstances of her leaving. ] So what does that make you now?

[resnipstance]

[She leans back and crosses her arms, thinking. She isn't really sure herself.]

... Nothing, really. I'll never really be a civilian-- I tried that, when I left. It... didn't end well. But I'm not a Jedi, either.

I guess I'll let you know when I find out.