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Moving swiftly through the hallways of the temple and to the living corridors of the Padawans, Johnathon carried a small package under his arm wrapped in cloth. Taking all the precautions he normally took to avoid any unnecessary contact with anyone. It was early yet as the fifteen year old's eyes ...

A slight smile, arrogance? About to open his mouth he stopped himself from the knee jerk reaction that could set too much in motion. A singular moment of clarity as he turned his left hand slightly and moved his thumb to the pad of his pinky and and rubbed them together slowly. As he did so, the pr...

A sinking feeling. A miscalculation, he saw it before it happened but he couldn't stop it from happening as it already had by the time he realized what Krystopher's reaction would likely be. He averted his eyes from Krystopher and picked a spot over the Jedi Knight's shoulder versus direct eye cont...

And there it was. The providential question finally asked. A cold sharp shiver shot down his spine. He took his mug in one hand and took one of his gloves off with his teeth, let it drop on the floor and did the same thing once more. It wasn’t clear to Johnathon what Kristopher knew, but what was c...

The invitation had been clear and he knew that, they both did. Johnathon tensed slightly, as he stood there he rubbed his gloved hands together and once more his knuckles audibly cracked. His once long and messy hair had been trimmed and was tighter and more put together than it previously had been...

His palms where interlocked around each other, the leather gloves not concealing anything as he passed carefully past each Jedi he passed in the halls, careful not to touch them in any way. He kept his head low looking at the ground in front of him. A passing Padawan came closer to him than others ...

A sinister smile formed on the dark figure’s face as he felt the anger brewing in his former apprentice. Anger in a Jedi was a feeling Sith yearned for, it was like that first sip of coffee on a cold morning, it was utterly and deliciously satisfying. He of course knew what Julian’s reaction was go...

“Ah but you have everything to say to me my young apprentice, once you hear what I have to say of course.” Johnathon had merely smiled as the lightsaber had passed through the air harmlessly. He reached out and waved his hand in front of Julian menacingly, evil dripping from his aura. He looked deep...

A dark hooded figure emerged from the brilliant flash of light and then all at once the lighting in the room returned to normal, the yellow eyes of the man glowed ominously and the dark side of the force could be felt nearly pulsating from him, it ran like blood through the room and slowly but sure...

His blade had found his mark, but no sooner than it had Svo’k had let out a mighty force push at point blank range, sending Svo’k back and Johnathon smashing the back of his head and upper torso into his own desk. His lightsaber fell from his hand and deactivated immediately, it’s red blade retreat...

As the energy and hatred flowed through him and out of his fingertips, he saw at once the defeat of his father coming to fruition. Finally he would be able to move past the time in his life where he had to remind himself that the embarrassment of a man still was amongst the living. He knew now that...

The push, it was expected, more than expected and he had braced himself for it, taking one leg and placing it behind his other as Svo’k’s hand extended, he was more than ready for this predictable move from a Jedi. As he prepared to absorb it, his senses tingled and he felt himself being pulled for...

Johnathon’s upper lip twitched as his yellow eyes stared straight through Svo’k, each word the old man let flow from his lips passed through the air and was of course picked up by his ears. Each word registered with him and he merely shook his head quietly, his grip on his lightsaber tightening. It...

Having closed his natural eyes long ago, the man in black and yet strangely regal and ceremonial black and red robes had stood at the window not quite watching the fight that took place before him, but watching the fight that was taking place behind him. Oh yes there was the slaughtering of his sol...

He stood there a piece of midnight blue cloth covering his eyes, everything about him was different, there was a sense of arrogance, a sense of pure control that enveloped his aura. Even his physique was different, his skin tight black athletic shirt clung to his body which showed the outline of an...

"We both know that I'm not going to talk to them about it. They do not understand they aren't like us...." Her words were so meaningful, so dignified and thoughtful, he almost wished he didn't know they were coming for a moment. It was as if every word was picked carefully before being spoken, they ...

The young teen looked at Rain and continued listening, he knew what words were coming and at first he had even mouthed some of them as she was saying them, but then something struck deep within him, a certain understanding that wasn't there before. Johnathon swallowed hard as Rain's words struck dee...

Johnathon saw and felt the slap long before it happened, he knew it was coming but did nothing to stop. Perhaps it was something he did to feel normal, to pretend that he didn't know it was going to happen. It stung, not really physically but the slap brought with it the pains of a thousand galaxies...

*The curtain opened much as Johnathon had seen it happen well before it did, the teen lowered the carving tool from his eye, placed the tool on the ledge before shutting the water off. A small little stream of blood trickled around the outline of his and down the teen’s cheek. Without surprise or he...

*It was cold; a sensation that often presented itself for the young Seer to feel. Cold: it was not just a temperature, or rather the description of a temperature, it was him. His heart had grown cold over his life; so cold in fact that he let his brother die without doing a thing to stop it. Sure, h...

The bacta patch caused his upper left arm to itch, it was annoying. The young man looked around the room a piece of midnight blue cloth tied neatly around his head almost like a sweatband stood out as something different about the way he presented himself. He was organizing old and sacred Jedi text...

He stood there facing the window as the sun shown itself and pierced the window pane and reflected off his beautifully decorated office. The Senator and candidate for Supreme Chancellor cupped his hands behind his back as he was deep in thought, carefully watching the scene that was about to unfold...

As Erril brought up the origin of the coffee, a small grin appeared on the Chancellor's face as the Jedi Master stepped around him. Surprise was not something that Johnathon was accustomed to feeling, it was an odd sensation that he had only experienced a handful of times in his life. Yet here Mast...

Erril had bowed to him, but not fully, it might as well have been an insult, but it was not insulting to him. It was amusing. A smirk formed on Johnathon's face and he let out slight chuckle at the situation. He focused only on Erril at this point, he was their leader, he was the man that would nee...

The doors to the throne room opened the sound of music echoed through the spacious confines of the elegant room. Past the markings on the floor was a grand desk with flags of the Republic hanging from the ceiling in a symmetrical fashion. The symbol on the floor matched that of the one etched into ...