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Tel'Kar Namani

A Zeltron woman who's been hunted all her life, she tends to be slightly more emotional than your average Jedi

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a character in “The Return of Mandalore”, as played by TheRose202

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The New Jedi Order, reformed under Master Skywalker.

Description

Name: Tel'Kar Namani

Age: 31

Race: Zeltron

Physical description: This woman's skin is of a dark purplish-red hue, and her hair is a brilliant, flowing azure that cascades down to the small of her back like a tropical waterfall, generally left down. She stands at about five and a half feet, and has excellent proportions. She has silver almond-shaped eyes and a heart-shaped face, and her features are considered by many to be extremely beautiful. Her figure helps this opinion along, as she has an excellently-toned hourglass-shaped body, complete with well-filled curves. Her skin is almost completely without blemishes, the exception being along her forearms and callused hands, a few minor scars present from working with blades her entire life.

Personality: Despite the Jedi Code being somewhat against emotion, Tel'Kar tends to be quite cheerful, and can even get rowdy in battle. She does not, however, possess the same seductive manner as many other Zeltron females, having forgone any such tendencies in her childhood. She tends to step on the toes of the other Jedi Masters, being a bit more aggressive in her opinions than some others, and this has been a subject of close scrutiny during her time among the New Jedi Order. However, they have not yet taken action, and she's confident that they never will, as she's become an integral part in the Jedi Order's rebuilding process, personally going on many missions with her former Padawan, Soran.

Equipment: She usually wears a short-cut black leather halter vest and form-fitting black leather leggings under her dark brown Jedi Master robes, the garments giving her freedom of movement and fluidity that others might not. She uses an orange-bladed lightsaber lance as her primary weapon, and she wields a purple bladed curved-hilt lightsaber coupled with a short red lightsaber shoto as her backup.

Forms, weaponry, talents, and abilities: Tel'Kar is an excellent duelist. She's considered somewhat of a weapons master among the New Jedi Order, mastering four of the seven Jedi forms and learning more than a few other, non-canon saber forms on her spare time. She does, however, struggle somewhat with actual force abilities, though she is one of the few Light Jedi to have mastered the art of Force Lightning, possibly due to her slightly higher level of emotional comfort. her favourite force technique, however, is the Jedi Mind Trick, which plays well off her racial empathic abilities, and she's become very apt at using that as well. She is very non-traditional in her teachings and fighting styles, switching between multiple different radically varying forms in a matter of seconds.

She favours the following Saber styles, in order from favourite to less favoured:
  • Form Seven: Juyo/Vaapad - Juyo: This was described as the most vicious form of lightsaber combat, and was said to be filled with both fury and "malignant grace." The form was given the title of the most difficult and demanding form in all of saber combat. Skilled combatants with Juyo were said by Jedi Master Vrook Lamar to be able to "eviscerate a lone enemy."
    Vaapad: During the latter years of the Republic, Jedi Master Mace Windu developed Vaapad with the aid of fellow master Sora Bulq, by drawing inspiration from the movements of a creature, known both as the Juyo and the Vaapad native to the planet Sarapin. Vaapad users appeared to wield many lightsabers at once, moving too fast to see, just as the vaapad creature would attack with blindingly fast tentacles that were impossible to count until the vaapad was dead. A Vaapad user's attacks would flow into each other with liquid precision, creating the constant near-invisible weave of energy which was the ready-stance of Vaapad.
  • Form Four: Ataru - An aggressive style, this form was fast-paced and effective against single opponents, though weaker in prolonged combat and confined spaces. Also, it was not recommended for use against opponents wielding blasters. Ataru was characterized by Force-assisted acrobatics, such as somersaults and leaping strikes, both for attack and defense. Another characteristic of the form was its fast, powerful strikes from multiple directions.
  • Jar'Kai - This was not a canon Jedi form, but rather one developed by those who preferred to wield two blades. It focused on speed and accuracy as well as aggression, pushing against one's enemy with a flurry of attacks, either using both blades to constantly attack or using one for defense while the other kept up the attack. Tel'Kar tends to use the latter.
  • Tràkata - Tràkata was a form of lightsaber combat developed for taking advantage of a lightsaber blade's ability to be turned on and off, a unique quality in a melee weapon. Quickly shutting off then re-igniting the blade could cause confusion in one's opponents, allowing for diversionary feints in combat. Mixed with Jar'Kai, Tràkata was extremely effective, even against multiple opponents. It was not a canon Jedi form.
  • Form One: Shii-Cho - In combat, this form's lightsaber combat was wild and raw, relying on deliberate tactics and being primarily aimed towards disarming rather than injuring foes, in keeping with Jedi philosophy. Basic initiates in the style demonstrated rather clumsy performance, though in the hands of a master, Shii-Cho was fluid but highly randomized and unpredictable.
  • Form Two: Makashi - Makashi was described as elegant and focused, and was based on balance and footwork to outmaneuver opponents. Fluidity and economy of motion were relied on, rather than strength, with Form II bladework heavily utilizing jabs and light cuts rather than hack and slash movements. Though Makashi was superb for one-on-one lightsaber dueling, it was not without its weaknesses, being relatively ineffective against multiple opponents and failing to address the issue of blast-deflection.

History: From early on, Tel'Kar showed signs of force-sensitivity. She was able to predict things before they would happen (most notably she predicted the weather for her parents the night before a major party. They didn't believe her, however, and the party was thus ruined by heavy rainstorms.) and she was able to move objects that a girl of her age and weight should never be able to budge. As such, she was taken by the Old Order when she was only one, and was thus never exposed to the massive hedonism and party mentality of her people. This caused her to develop differently than other Zeltrons, but even as she showed great promise as a Jedi, the Order always kept a close eye on her due to her racial tendency toward strong emotion. She trained for a few years within the academy, but her training was cut short when Order 66, the Clone Protocol that labeled the Jedi as traitors to be exterminated, was brought into effect. She narrowly dodged the order, hiding away in an unused training room within the Academy until the clones were satisfied with their search. As luck would have it, however, another Jedi who dodged the Order by the name of Kritak Malkar would find her and take her under his wing, the two fleeing to Dac and going into hiding under the guise of a wealthy Plasma trader and his daughter.

During the Purge, the two dodged multiple attempts at their capture through the help of the Mon Calamari inhabitants of Dac, who were never entirely friendly to the Imperial troops. Under Master Malkar's tutelage, Tel'Kar would become an excellent Jedi, experienced in the ways of the force and masterful with a saber. She tended towards exotic weaponry, such as the lightsaber lance and the curved-hilt lightsaber, as well as enjoying and eventually mastering the art of Jar'Kai, which was wielding two blades instead of one. Their life together on Dac was paradise, but as with all good things, it was doomed to come to an end. Nearing the end of the Empire's reign, Kritak was assassinated by Imperial Shadow Troopers, who invaded his home and torched the entire thing while Tel'Kar was out buying their food for the week. Upon entering, she was devastated at what she saw. Their home, all their belongings (except their blades, which Tel'Kar took with her), and everything else within a ten-foot radius of the home's perimeter had been razed. Kritak had clearly put up a fight -- there were multiple Shadow Trooper bodies strewn about the house -- but in the end he was overwhelmed. For the first time in many years, Tel'Kar almost felt rage. She was able to barely subdue this feeling and moved in with friends of the Rebellion that lived next door to them, those sheltering her until the end of the Empire's reign and the creation of the New Jedi Order in 6 ABY. She still feels stronger emotions than she should when she thinks back to that fateful day.

As soon as she heard of the New Order, Tel'Kar made her way to the newly-built academy as quickly as she could and was inducted as a Jedi Master due to her considerable skill and training, though she was an odd one when it came to Masters. She didn't end up making many friends due to her domineering attitude and ability to steer arguments like a speeder bike, but the New Council still realises that she's an integral part of their operation, and as such hasn't exiled her as yet. Fairly early on, she was assigned a Miraluka Padawan who she herself found by the name of Soran, who she has been able to train to the point where he no longer needs her and has been promoted to Jedi Knight, though he still appears to have some sort of attachment to her, as he requests many missions with her, and even tends to call her Master. She doesn't mind, however, as Soran is one of the few within the Order with whom she feels a connection. She is one of the most active members of the Order to date, putting her and her Padawan and recently turned Knight through many dangerous missions essential to the New Republic's continued operation. Currently, her and Soran are on a mission to shut down a slaver ring deep in the bowels of Coruscant.

So begins...

Tel'Kar Namani's Story

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Meanwhile, on Coruscant...
When Sorak Tek's orbital shuttle touched down on the Senate district of Coruscant, eyes turned to the Jedi who stepped out of it, a Miraluka with a red eye-dress in the form of a cloth covering eyes that couldn't see.. At least, not in the sense others were familiar with. It mattered not to him, but he was still perfectly capable of navigating and receiving most feedback that other species could through light-sensitive vision... The Miraluka simply used the Force, instead.

It's how he had been able to perceive it differently from the other Jedi. It's how he had an increased sensitivity to the invisible lifeforce of the Universe, and how he came to know things others could not and see things before they could happen. It was a rare gift, even among the higher echelon of Jedi, and it was the main reason why it had been Soran and his informal master, Tel'kar, who had been chosen for this assignment.

"Greetings, Master Jedi," said Toras, a blue-skinned Twi'lek lieutenant of the Coruscant Security Forces. "I'm your official greeter and... Liaison with the Coruscant police during your stay." He gave a smile, bowing and eagerly shaking Soran's hand.

"Good afternoon, Lieutenant," Soran replied, as the afternoon sun gave light to the buildings of Coruscant's surface, and the skyline in the distance was marred only by the thousands of speeders and hover-vehicles going about their business.

"Please, call me Toras."

"Well, Toras, I assume you know why we're here?"

"The slavers. They're operating in the bowels of the Undercity, but we don't know where. We believe somewhere below the third thousandth level, but the Undercity Police don't patrol down there and regularly venture otherwise - too dangerous between the criminals, diseases, monsters and Cthon."

"I see. Well, I'm sure we'd both like to begin our work straight away, but we'll need a full briefing first. Where will we be staying?"

"A hotel, not too far from here. The Coruscant Pearl, it's called. You both have private rooms and an indefinite stay negotiated with the manager. I can take you now, or we can head straight to the precinct for the brief. I'll let the two of you decide."

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A stunning Zeltron woman dressed in Jedi Master robes follows the Knight out of the shuttle, ducking down so that the long, thin rod strapped to her back didn't collide with the frame of the door. She wears a bright smile as she looks around the area, taking in her surroundings and attracting just as many looks as the Miraluka, though she guessed it was for entirely different reasons. She hops down off the landing platform and walks over to where the lieutenant and her former Padawan stand.

"Right! My name's Tel'Kar Namani, Jedi Master. Let's get started, shall we? If you please, I'd like to get right to the briefing. I'd not like to stay in this place any longer than necessary. No offense, Lieutenant, but it's a bit...dark." says the woman quickly, her expression having dimmed a bit after taking in the area. Why the Republic ever chose this as a capital she had no idea. Looked like a bloody mess to her, even the nicer parts. Though, maybe it was just her empathic abilities picking up far too many emotions, scrambling her thoughts. She'd never quite gotten used to that.

She gives a smile to Soran despite this. "This should be easy, my friend. Arrest a few slavers, free a few slaves, and we'll be back home before dinner. They seem a fairly minor threat from the reports." she says in his direction, nodding to herself in confidence. She supposed she shouldn't underestimate them, but slavers generally weren't as bad as they'd like to think. They were inaccurate, disorganised, and full of worthless henchmen who couldn't think for themselves. Not much of a combination. Usually.

She was also looking forward to seeing the undercity, since she'd never been there before. She'd try not to have too much fun on this mission, but there were no guarantees, especially not with her. She'd let Soran handle most of it, though, as she'd generally be the one to lead these operations and she wants to see how he does with hardly any guidance. Despite herself, she can't help but think of him as a Padawan still, the bond they'd gained over those short years having impacted her more than she'd like to admit. She does try to not be a teacher as much anymore, but she doesn't usually succeed. This time, she would make sure it would be different, for his own good and hers.

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"I don't think it will be that easy," he said, pessimistic in his tone as he began to follow Toras to the Security Precinct. "Gangs from the Undercity kidnapping people from the surface? It doesn't sit right with me. The fact they haven't been caught, the fact they seem to have set up their operation in some of the most dangerous territory on the planet, where there are more things that can easily kill you than a criminal with a blaster rifle? It's the perfect place to hide, too, a maze devoid of natural sunlight, surveillance or law. It's outlaw territory with the occasional monster to make things interesting."

"We're going to need a medical droid on standby, and probably some vaccines, cures and antidotes. Whatever you have in stock," he told Toras, who nodded in agreement.

"Already taken care of, actually," the Twi'lek said. "Lots of nasty diseases and plagues down there. We weren't going to send you down without the protection of our finest biologists. In fact, while you're down there, perhaps you can keep an eye out for Cthon population levels. We don't want them spreading sky-ways."

Soran didn't answer, instead going quiet for the rest of the ten minute walk across sky-bridges and around buildings that stretched into the atmosphere. Eventually, they came upon the Security Forces headquarters, a huge multi-complex that must have housed a hundred thousand personnel and civilian workforce. Hundreds of people were going in and out, with doors that scanned them for weapons and illegal items on their persons.

When the Jedi went up to it, however, Toras had to stop them and log them in through a security console. Lightsabers weren't too popular in the hands of criminals and terrorists.

Eventually they got in, and Toras immediately took them to an elevator and up to the 20th floor. It was much quieter up there, save for the occasional office-worker or security guard. Eventually, they came upon a room with a two-keycard security system, and the Twi'lek used an all-clearance pass on both until the door beeped and slid open. He led them inside an investigations room, empty except a desk with three chairs and a holographic computer showing the electronic case files above the table.

"Sit down, please," he told them.

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"Right," responds the woman in a somewhat chiding tone, "but remember that we have the Force on our side. And who truly stands a chance against those who walk in the light? Those whose heart and conviction are pure? None, I say. In any case, let us simply see what we can do. What more can we ask for?" She seems to be a bit too lax about this. Her nature was usually not as tense as other Jedi, but this was odd even for her. Perhaps she was trying to mask her true feelings about the mission.

She does continue on with the two, however, silently listening to the exchanges between her former Padawan and the security officer. When Soran went quiet, it all went quiet. Anyone who knew her for a long time could sense something was troubling her, especially if they had the mental abilities of a Jedi. She who usually walked with confidence and a powerful stride was simply plodding behind the two, and her smile wasn't as...serene as usual.

Tel'Kar simply follows as they enter the HQ and are led to the twentieth floor, keeping close the entire time. As Soran can tell, she's surveying the area even as she appears to be focusing only on what's straight ahead. This is a tactic she's used for ages to put her enemies in a sense of ease. However, this was also a sign that she was not.

She is the first to sit at the desk, looking over the case files that hover above the table. There are multiple reports of missing persons upon the files, all with one common factor: all the abductees whose abductors were spotted wore strange grey steel armour with either the insignia of a black sun inscribed upon the breast or that of the Hutt Cartell's. This was not the usual armour of the Black Sun Syndicate's raiders or the Hutt Cartell's warriors, however. Was it an offshoot of the organisations? Did they steal the armour? Was it simply coincidental? Or perhaps it was a minor ring that was attempting to associate itself with something bigger. The evidence was inconclusive simply based on the case files.

Tel'Kar simply looks at the files, seemingly somewhat troubled by the reports.

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"Toras, can you leave us both for a few minutes? We have some things to discuss in private," Soran told the Twi'lek, who looked confused but left without saying a word. "And please don't stand outside the door and listen. I'll know if you do."

The door was closed behind him, and Soran could see the alien move away from the door through the wall and down the corridor. It looked like they would have their privacy for a time.

"Something's troubling you, Master. You've barely said a word since we arrived and something about these case files seems to have you deep in thought. Is it the Black Sun? You have history of them?"

Of course, he didn't mention his own history with the Syndicate. They had, after all, been responsible for the raids on his childhood village and the neverending conflict between the criminal enterprise on one side and the local villagers and a Clan of Mandalorians on the other, all over a bit of scrap metal. Tel'kar surely knew about all that, though.

"I'm not sure where we should begin our investigation. The entire Undercity is... Pained. It suffers and groans under the weight of poverty and criminality. Death, corruption, thievery and lust is all I can sense down there. I suppose we have two choices: we either find them the hard way, or we go to the place where the pain is strongest and see if being closer reveals more to us."

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"Well, it's not just the case, Soran." says Tel'Kar, her expression turning into a slight frown. "I sensed great destiny for you when we first met, which had me excited. But now I'm worried I may not have been the best teacher to hone your abilities. Don't ask me why...I am probably just being paranoid, but I cannot help it. But there is another part to this..."

She sighs and continues, "The Case. It does not sit right with me, if I am truthful. The undercity is not a place people generally venture up from...excepting the Black Sun Syndicate in its prime, of course, but both they and the Hutt Cartel are supposedly weak enough to not be a threat. If they banded together, however...well, it would not be good for the Galaxy." She falls silent again, pondering on her own thoughts. It's a long time before she speaks up again.

"Well, anyway, I say we do it the hard way. If they're anything like the Syndicate of old, they'll be expecting company. They always were one step ahead of the authorities, and if they have a mole here, they'll know Jedi have landed with the express purpose of finding and eliminating them, which means they'll be setting up a trap for us. I would err on the side of caution, and act as if we didn't have use of the force. They do not have to know we're Jedi if we don't let them. My lance is simply a fancy walking stick I acquired when I lost use of my right leg in the Rebellion. And I suppose, if you wanted, you could be my blind assistant or...something." explains Tel'Kar, going into an intense focus on the mission for which she was well-known. Her thoughts on her inadequacies could wait, for now they had a mission to accomplish. She could be sure that she would revisit them, however...

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"You were a good master," he assured, as he placed his hand upon her upper arm.. And lingered several seconds longer than he should have before lowering and placing it on the table. "And still are. You are more powerful than I am, and I still have much to learn."

"As for the Black Sun, well, stranger things have happened than them regaining their strength. I don't think we should fret about an alliance with the Cartel just yet. The chances are, at best, they are doing business."

He thought for a few minutes longer, and allowed his presence to spread out into the corridor to find Toras through the walls. One good thing about being a Miralukan was that he wasn't limited by the vision of eyes... He could see much more; walls, floors and objects could be translucent to him at will and only the force could dictate what remained hidden from him. At the cost of being colour-blind, of course.

"You believe they're expecting us? That there's a mole here? I do not believe Toras could be that mole, but force-sensitivity can be hidden and the power to hide ones-self from those who seek lies in the force is a skill that can be easily learned."

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Tel'Kar smiles briefly at Soran's reassurances before her face becomes more concerned again, her brow furrowing in thought. "Well, it's a very large business, then. There are quite a few case files here. As far as the mole, I think it's a definite possibility. Think about it. They've been able to stay completely ahead of the force since these events started, despite wearing fairly distinctive armour. How else would they do that unless they had an inside contact who could inform them of patrols and whatnot? And if that's the case, you can be sure they'll be waiting for us. luckily, we're safe in this room, as it contains no listening devices or cameras, but they'll know the Jedi have shown up, and will likely set a trap made for the specific talents of Jedi. I had a minor run in with them back when I was still on Dac...I know how they operate, and they don't fool around with Jedi."

She sounds fairly confident in her information despite it being circumstantial. "Also, I do believe we'll need to lose these robes for a short while. Perhaps we'll stop by the hotel on the way down...make sure not to tell Toras what we're up to, of course; we'll simply tell him that we're descending. Trust no one here, unless you can be absolutely sure of their intentions, and even then be skeptical. I am not many things, but I am certainly good at keeping my head low. Been doing it my whole life, after all."

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"I agree. We can still make use of Toras, however. Perhaps he can give us some locations to begin our investigation, at least then we can gauge how trustworthy he can be based on the information. If there is an insider here, we'll need to alert the Internal Affairs department soon so that they can investigate."

He sighed, letting out a breath he had been keeping for too long in his lungs. "Toras is coming back; he'll be here any minute. Let us be wary of jumping to conclusions, or seeing an enemy where there isn't one. Scepticism can be healthy, but let's not take it to the level of paranoia."

It was then the Twi'lek entered the room, closing the door behind him again before he began to speak. "I trust the two of you have had sufficient time to discuss the case files? How will you proceed?"

Soran took a moment to appear as though he was visibly thinking, and not already certain of his next move. "We'll head straight down to the Underworld, we're eager to stop this slavers' ring before any more are hurt. I just have one request: where might we begin our search? Do you have any suggestions?"

Toras stopped, pondering the options while brushing his hand over the holographic imagery and switching through pages to pull up a map showing where kidnapping victims are thought to have been taken. "I suggest starting here, or perhaps here: Rik's Cantina, located in the Underworld, and also the Outlander Club in the Uscru district not too far from here. Both are places you're sure to find at least one shady character and though I don't hold much hope for you, with the force on your side and a little luck you just might get a break. I'll take you out back to the Underworld access elevator, when you're ready. It's where our patrols enter the lower city."

Soran immediately shook his head 'no', replying, "we'll take the public route. Such an elevator is sure to be watched and we want to keep our presence and involvement in this investigation hidden. If people were to learn of Jedi being here, then our jobs would get a lot more difficult - yours too."

The Miralukan stood and moved to the door, though he waited for Tel'kar to follow before he left. "Thank you for your help, Toras. We'll see ourselves out and will hopefully keep this short and painless for all involved."

"Of course! May the force be with you both, Master Jedi!" Toras replied, grinning.

If Soran could roll his eyes, he probably would. "And with you," he answered, before leaving.

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"Indeed! Though a little bit of paranoia isn't necessarily unhealthy, young Knight. That's something most Master's won't teach you, keep that in your mind." says Tel'Kar, smirking just slightly and tapping her temple knowingly. When Toras reenters, she greets him with a smile and simply looks to Soran for the plan. When the two are finished talking, she stands and follows behind Soran.

"I suggest we go to the Outlander Club." she says when they're out of earshot, "The Underworld is bad news. We likely won't get very much information out of those people. But! First thing's first, let's get to the hotel." She takes a small holoprojector out of her robes and presses a button on the side. A map of the city suddenly springs to life, with a red dot indicating where the holoprojector -- and by extension the Jedi holding it -- is. She looks about the map for a few moments before placing her finger upon their destination. "So, we're here...and we need to be there. It's not too far, but as long as we're so obviously Jedi, I suggest we be cautious. Never know how many are still faithful to the Empire, and most that are will still see the Jedi as enemies...and this is a biiig city."

She redirects their path down a few side-bridges after they get far enough from the HQ, navigating the complex streets masterfully until they reach the hotel, a massive structure with "The Coruscant Pearl" lit up on a large holographic sign above the entrance in about twenty different languages, including Basic. "Well, here we are!" exclaims Tel'Kar cheerily. "Let's get into something more comfortable, shall we?" As soon as they enter, they're greeted by a 3PO-series Protocol Droid sitting behind a desk in a massive main lobby, the decorations within luxurious almost to the point of being somewhat tacky. Gold filigree covers the walls over scarlet base paint, and a large multicoloured crystal chandelier hangs in the center. Two large white stone staircases on either side lead up to the first set of rooms, and presumably there are elevators hidden away somewhere leading to the rest. "Good evening. May I direct you to your rooms?" asks the protocol droid in its formal, polite tones. "Sure!" responds Tel'Kar, "We'll be under the name of Soran here." She's careful not to mention that they're Jedi, so as not to blow their cover right off the bat.

The protocol droid falls silent for a moment as it searches its data, and then it speaks once again. "Ah, Master Jedi. Right this way." it says as it waddles over to the staircase. Well, so much for that plan. Tel'Kar shakes her head and follows the droid, beckoning for Soran to follow as well.

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"I imagine this place looks rather nice, if you can actually see," he commented, as he tilted his head up slightly and peered through the floors and guests; the force resonating off of them. There were no bad people here that he could sense, and other than standard security procedures such as audiovisual cameras and droids, he couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.

"Master, I think we should split up. We have a lot of ground to cover in such a big city, and I feel that at least one of us should go down to the Underworld to investigate the Cantina mentioned," he explained, his voice in quiet tone so as to keep his words as confidential as possible as they made their way to the rooms. "I can head down there once we're changed, while you look around the Club and the Entertainment District."

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"Well, I'm letting you take the lead on this one, so if you think that's the best idea we shall." she responds as they walk up the stairs and take the lift to their suite, which is just about one notch down from a penthouse. It has a massive window overlooking the shining macro-city of Coruscant, a large simulated hot spring sitting to the right before the window, to relax in while one looks out over the sights. As soon as they enter the room and the protocol droid leaves, she throws off her robes, hanging them up in one of the three closets in the left wall. There is one problem with the room, however...it only has one bed. Luckily it's a double bed, so they'll both fit, but that would make sleeping somewhat awkward for Soran, though as a Zeltron Tel'Kar was not as opposed to physical contact.

"Ah! They definitely know how to treat a Jedi here, don't they?" says Tel'Kar with a grin as she fishes a pair of glasses from her robes and tosses them to Soran. "Put those on. You'll be way too obvious with that bright red blindfold. And get changed into something more casual, if you would. Robes are pretty distinctive." she says as she takes her ornate lightsaber lance from her back and practices walking around like a crippled person, using it as a walking stick. She looks fairly comical.

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"I do, Master," he said, moving into the suite and giving it a 'look' over, though he needn't move his head to do so and appeared only to stare at the far wall. The room wasn't what he was expecting, and not entirely in a good way. The double bed made him secretly uncomfortable and the large, open window could be looked through on the outside just as easily as they could look out from the inside.

He suddenly caught a pair of glasses, but shook his head and put them down on a nearby counter. "I can't wear glasses," he told her, "the pressure on the top of my nose makes me feel uncomfortable and dizzy. I'll think of something else, perhaps a less noticeable blindfold made from my robe. You said once that my robes are dark in colour, which makes them harder to spot in the evening, yes? They should do fine for the purpose."

He removed the robe, then tore a few inches from one of the sleeves and after removing the red blindfold, fit it around his eyes. It fit quite well, he thought, as he hung his robe up on a nearby stand.

Underneath the distinctive Jedi robe, Soran's clothes were dark, but not as tight-fitting and protected as modern Jedi tunics, which tended to have a little armour padding since the fall of the Empire. In fact, Soran's clothing, as far as he knew, would do quite well to pass for civilian attire and as a result, he didn't bother to change.

"We should move when the sun goes down. The night is when we're most likely to find something out, and before the sunset I doubt these clubs and bars will be busy. On top of that, I assume most criminals are nocturnal. Something about broad daylight seems to put them off of committing crime, surprisingly.

"You have your personal communicator, yes? We can keep in touch this way. I'll be heading deeper into the Undercity to get to the Cantina, so I'm not too sure if the signal will be decent, but I should be able to handle myself if anything happens. With my Miralukan sight, I tend to notice trouble coming before it arrives, so I ask you trust me and don't just drop a possible lead in order to come and save me, or anything like that."

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Tel'Kar knew despite his apparent stare exactly what he was doing, though she didn't mention it. She'd gotten used to that particular oddity by now. As he appears to finish, his attitude shifts just slightly, and Tel'Kar picks up on it with the experience of a best friend and former Master. "Something the matter, Soran?" she asks with some degree of concern, ignoring the rest of his words for the moment. Yes, she had her communicator, and yes she thought it was a stupid idea to simply use a darker blindfold, but those facts were less important than figuring out what was wrong with her companion. "You seem to be slightly...troubled? Uncomfortable, perhaps? Is it something about this room?" The last part is asked completely innocently, as the double bed is somewhat of a social norm for her, and she rather enjoys being able to look out the massive window.

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"A man and a woman, especially when that man and woman are both Jedi... And even more especially when one is a master and the other her former padawan.. Probably should avoid sleeping together in the same bed in such physical proximity," he explained, hoping she would realize just why he was uncomfortable with it. It was against his social norm, it was against the Jedi code and it implied something much more intimate than what it would be, something Soran wouldn't be good at dealing with.

"I have great admiration for you, Master Tel'kar, and sleeping in the same bed would not be a good thing to do."

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"Why? It's not like it's against the Jedi Code or something. And besides, I suppose the hotel owners assumed that a young man and woman with enough resources to afford such a room and sleep in it together assumed we were more than simply partners. Eh, in any case, I see not the problem." says Tel'Kar, smirking. She doesn't think of Soran in any way but platonically (at least for now), which makes it somewhat difficult for her to understand his urges toward her. "Worry not of it, Soran, we'll be fine. In any case, back to business..."

She continues with a more professional tone, "It would be wise to wear something less conspicuous than a blindfold. Use goggles if you must, but most normal blind people do not go around wearing blindfolds. I agree that we should wait for the sun to set to get to business, though I'm not certain what we'll do in the meantime. We could spar, if you wished it, though we would have to find somewhere where we would not attract too much attention. Er...otherwise I'm not sure. Never been great at finding especially 'fun' things to do." She looks slightly troubled at that new detail, having always thought of herself as a fairly entertaining individual. "Never realised that until now, actually. Man. Anyway, what would you like to do?"

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"I suppose you're right. It's not technically against the code, but it could be... There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no passion, there is serenity. If we share a bed, then so be it, but we should keep the code in mind."

He paused for a moment, walking around the counter towards the kitchen area and checking a refrigerated cabinet for a drink of some kind. He found one in the form of a small bottle of alcohol and poured himself a small glass with the strict intention of not having too much of it. One drink, however, would surely be safe.

"I understand what you're saying, but I'm not necessarily a 'normal' blind person. I should be fine. The blindfold doesn't give away my identity, and I plan to be careful none the less. As for passing the time, I guess it's entirely up to you, since otherwise I would be fine with simply taking a nap."

"We can spar if you want, or we can meditate and I can try to understand the mixed feelings I am getting from the lower city. Perhaps with concentration I could find more focused locations of suffering and negative emotion, though I don't expect to get any specific location out of it."

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"You know," says Tel'Kar, raising a brow, "I do know the Code. I'm sort of the one who taught it to you. In any case, I still don't see what your problem is with that. It's not like we'd do anything. Or at least, I wouldn't, and I'm not that heavy a sleeper so I'm fairly certain I'd know if you tried."

"You're /meant/ to look like a normal blind person, that's my point. We're going undercover here, and there aren't that many Miraluka here. You'd stick out worse than a bantha in a crowd of Ewoks." she continues. She was nothing if not abrasive. She moves over to where the bed is and jumps onto it back first, making the whole thing bounce as she does. It's rather fluffy. "Maybe it would be nice to take a nap, now that you say that. It was a bit of a journey. Next time we're taking my B-wing/E instead of that little shuttle of yours."

She doesn't acknowledge the acquisition of his drink, though she does notice it, wondering what could possess him to drink alcohol at a time like this.

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"My problem is that... I perceive the force differently than you do. I've been able to see it my entire life. I see it as clear as you do the light of the sun. I understand just how influential the force can be... How it can set things in motion that are against the code of the Jedi that we often have no control over. We have a force bond between us; an extremely strong one that binds us like a chain. I see it connecting us at this very moment... I see the force deciding that no matter how physically separated we are, we will always be as one as far as the force is concerned. It's a powerful thing, one that I don't understand."

He shook his head, finishing the small glass and putting the bottle back inside the refrigerated cabinet. "The code of the Jedi controls us, but it does not control the force. And often, what the force decides and what the Jedi demand are two different things."

He moved over to the bed and took a seat on the end of it, though had no intention of making any move that could be considered 'strange'.

"And very well, I'll try and replace this blindfold."

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"Ah, but the Jedi Code is not limited to just one interpretation. Did you know that the original Jedi Code stated 'Emotion, yet Peace', not 'there is no emotion'? Interesting fact. Coulda sworn I told you that. In any case, the Jedi as a whole are a bit of a paradox. We preserve life, but in order to do that we must kill fairly often. We promote serenity, yet we cause chaos in the ranks of Darkness. We are a paradox, and sometimes even a contradiction, but we are not worse for it. We are not wrong simply because our purpose is one of difficult to accept opposites, or because we must sometimes do things for the good of the Force and the Galaxy as a whole that could possibly be perceived as breaking the Code. It's not as stiff as some of the older masters would like to think. Just remember that." she says in her Masterly tones, revealing her deeper side, which is something she doesn't often do. Maybe it's because she's sleepy. In any case, she rolls over and scoots to the other side of the bed, reaching over to a console beside the bed and pressing a button upon it, causing the window to slowly darken to black, obscuring the outside to those who lie within and vice versa.
"Well, are you gonna lay down or not?" she asks.

(Okay, so after the next post we should probably just fast forward to when they wake up and "BOOM" it's night.)

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"So what are you saying?" He asked the Zeltron woman, as he looked back at her. "That we should consider operating outside of the code of the Jedi and allowing the force to take our relationship where it will without resisting? To submit to the idea that the force has placed us together for a reason?"

He shook his head and sighed, while taking the blindfold from around his eyes and casually tossing it away to the floor. "The force wants something of us. I just don't know what it is yet. Perhaps meditation will help me understand, and since I find it easier to meditate while relaxed and lying down, I guess I'll join you in waiting."

He moved back along the bed and lay down, propping his head above a pillow that started to swallow his head and neck as he relaxed the muscles in his body. He had nothing else to say, just a tired body and mind from the long journey and events of the day; and knowledge that in but a few hours time their assignment would truly begin. Until then, neither meditation or sleep could do him any harm, depending on which came for him first. He closed his 'eyes' and began to wait.

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"My friend, I apologise, but I have no desire to have a non-platonic relationship with you, if that's what you're implying. Now, we can speak of this more once we are finished with this mission, but for now, let us sleep." says Tel'Kar as she closes her own eyes, laying on her back above the covers, and she begins to doze off.

(PEW PEW FAST FORWARD)

When she awakens, Tel'Kar makes the window transparent again, though this creates almost no light as it is now night on Coruscant, the stars sparkling brilliantly in the sky over the planet-city. It's quite the beautiful sight. Tel'Kar sits up and stretches, having napped wonderfully. She smiles and walks over to the window, leaning upon the wall beside it and gazing out over the city. It was beautiful, in a way. The beauty of science and industry, she supposed. She sits there for several moments, simply looking out over the scene...

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"Don't worry, I wasn't asking," the Miralukan said, before going silent and allowing the serenity of meditation to take him. He had no desire to sleep, nor could he even if he tried; Coruscant was a city alive with the force... It was so hectic, so bustling with energy. Truthfully, he knew he must have nodded off several times, but the majority of the waiting time was spent trying to clear his mind, ignore the outside and focus on trying to solve every dilemma he had.

When he finally opened his eyes, he noticed Tel'kar standing by the window, no doubt looking out over the lights of the night-time city. He turned over, sliding off the bed and stretching out his body as he stood. "Master, it is time. We should go about our business."

He held out his hand a little, causing the hilt of his lightsaber to suddenly fly into waiting fingers as he made his way towards the door. He hooked it to his utility belt, then looked back at the Zeltron woman to see if she was following.

"After we've finished our line of investigation, let us meet in the Slum District G17, at a small hotel known as Spider Arms. I've been there before, it's secret and a lot closer to our investigation than this place."

After he finished speaking, he left the room, starting the journey to the Coruscant Underworld.

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Tel'Kar sighs as her partner gets right down to business. "You know, you really should learn to slow down and enjoy life a little." she says chidingly, giving the lights one last glance before turning away and, in contrast to his motion, stashing the hilts of her two single-handed lightsabers in her hung up robes before picking her lance up and planting the pommel upon the ground.

"Now, remember," she says, "no using the Force unless it's absolutely necessary. And the same goes for the sabers obviously. If you have to use the Force, make it discreet. You know the drill; we've done stealthier operations before. Let's be off!"
She slings her lance onto her back and makes her way out of the room.

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"Yes Master, I know. I do remember your training, you know," he answered, turning to go down the opposite corridor to Tel'kar. The sooner they were separated the better, he thought. They had to go in opposite directions anyway, and by making the turn right outside the door he would only get to his objective quicker.

His objective, if you could call it that, was the Coruscant underworld. A downtrodden slum where sunlight never reached the ground; where criminals and villainy ruled the streets backed by gangs of drug dealers or swoop bikers, even terrorists. It seemed now a slaver ring had joined their ranks, possibly backed by the Black Sun, which made them extremely dangerous. The Black Sun had access to a huge amount of credits, meaning they could afford the necessary purchases to defend their operations. Soran had even heard rumours that they had bounty hunters specifically trained to kill force users and if there was a significant slavers' operation in the Coruscant underworld, he expected those hunters to be involved. The last thing any powerful criminal organization needed was a Jedi showing up, after all. Unfortunately, this time they were going to get more than they expected; Tel'kar was a powerful Jedi Master and Soran was fast catching up to her.

The way down to the Underworld was a series of huge ventilation ducts spread out across the planet, dotting areas of high traffic. Many of them were circular and hundreds of meters in diameter, and Soran had traveled to the closest and hired a taxi service to take him down over a thousand levels, well into the depths of gang territory. It cost a significant fee, but Soran knew the costs would be covered either by the Coruscant Security Force or the Jedi Order itself.

When the taxi finally arrived at an old speeder dock, Soran thanked the man and stepped off. He knew the Cantina was straight down the street, dimly lit by flickering lights that dotted the sides of downtrodden buildings. The Miralukan sighed, for the force was erratic in this place at best, and downright chaotic at worst.

He began to make his way down, feeling the eyes of others watching the stranger closely as the old Cantina came into view and began to grow larger with travel. Anyone Soran seemed to directly look at moved off, or scooted back into an alley or building to avoid him. He didn't like the location... Not one bit. He took in a breath, not one to let paranoia get the better of him. He would be cautious, but wholly in control of his emotions and awareness.

"You here to cause trouble?" Said a three-eyed Gran bouncer in an alien language, with a very large blaster on his side.

"Of course not," Soran replied in basic. "Can I go in?"

"If you've got credits, sure," the guard answered, "but we don't like strangers here."

"Yes, I can tell," Soran replied, before stepping into the establishment. Once he was gone, the bouncer opened a communicator to warn someone of a stranger's presence.