Syre Atries (
removeimpurity) wrote2012-09-10 09:28 pm
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Sixth Incision [Voice, Action]
[Action, Part One]
[It's been several days since the Kin'Corans have returned home -- several days in which Syre has been oddly at ease with herself.]
[Today, however, she feels... anxious. antsy, even.]
[The rush of recently arrived New Feathers make her want to go out and about, possibly get acquainted with some of the new faces. Of course, anyone she already knows is free to bump into her, as well!]
[Voice]
[Later in the evening, she sets up a feed for a little voice chat.]
Good evening, friends and New Feathers -- that is to say, anyone that has just recently arrived to our fine enclosure... My name is Syre Atries.
Rather than waste your time with a wordy introduction, I'd like to pose a question.
Are any of you interested in the sciences? Biology, specifically. I've been wanting to get back to my research as of late, and it's quite hard to hold a discussion when there are so few that enjoy it as much as I do...
[Action, Part Two]
[Then, later that night, Syre is going to be roaming about the plaza. More specifically, she's going to be people watching -- the few people that are out and about at this time of night will not be spared her studious, almost analytical gaze.]
[Those of you that notice her watching are free to question why she's staring at you like a scientist would study a lab rat, of course.]
[It's been several days since the Kin'Corans have returned home -- several days in which Syre has been oddly at ease with herself.]
[Today, however, she feels... anxious. antsy, even.]
[The rush of recently arrived New Feathers make her want to go out and about, possibly get acquainted with some of the new faces. Of course, anyone she already knows is free to bump into her, as well!]
[Voice]
[Later in the evening, she sets up a feed for a little voice chat.]
Good evening, friends and New Feathers -- that is to say, anyone that has just recently arrived to our fine enclosure... My name is Syre Atries.
Rather than waste your time with a wordy introduction, I'd like to pose a question.
Are any of you interested in the sciences? Biology, specifically. I've been wanting to get back to my research as of late, and it's quite hard to hold a discussion when there are so few that enjoy it as much as I do...
[Action, Part Two]
[Then, later that night, Syre is going to be roaming about the plaza. More specifically, she's going to be people watching -- the few people that are out and about at this time of night will not be spared her studious, almost analytical gaze.]
[Those of you that notice her watching are free to question why she's staring at you like a scientist would study a lab rat, of course.]
[Action]
[Luke watches with great interest, remembering the magic circles that both Harry and Helios used. He was more than passingly interested in magic, and that definitely shows on his face]
Hmm. Grass, I suppose.
[Action]
[An enthusiastic laugh as she looks downward again, and settles her hands at the edge of the array. The circle (and the materials on it) flashes with a brilliant pink light, brightening for a moment before dimming down to a dull shimmer.]
[The area around the circle seems to sparkle, as though little gems were littered across the ground; then, slowly, multicolored, stained glass-like blades of grass sprout from the earth. A handful of crystal-like flowers, with metal stems and metal leaves, grow and blossom soon after -- one of which Syre delicately plucks before rising.]
Ah, these didn't come out so bad. This one might make a nice centerpiece.
[Action]
That is fascinating. Alchemy you called it, Syre? And it's common among your people?
[Action]
It is so common, in fact, that there is an academy dedicated to refining one's usage of it. It's where I learned, when I was but a girl.
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[The question is soft, almost as though she is afraid to offend.]
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That'll take at least another two or three years. More if the Chiss get involved.
[Action]
[Not quite unlike the mess we've got back home, she muses.]
Such is war, I suppose. Complicated and with no easy ends... [She glances at the small artificial flower in her hand.] It makes me glad that I am here, if only for the time being.
[Action]
Back home is pretty busy right now, there was an incident shortly before I came here. Lost a lot of people, but we pulled through.
Out of curiosity, what sparked your war? I'll share mine if you share yours.
[Action]
[She thinks of the words for a moment -- memories of the war also brought up memories of her drive for urging it on -- and her voice is soft and heavy with emotion when she speaks again.]
There were a band of bandits from the nation that bordered our north-eastern territory. They razed a quiet, peaceful village, and their homeland was unwilling to put them to trial.
Tensions ran high and people grew angry. The Royal Guard insisted that the one of the enemy nation's villages be razed, as well...
...naturally, things escalated from there.
[Action]
[Luke meets her eyes, and shakes his head apologetically, feeling sorry for having dredged up memories. He speaks up in a dull, sad voice]
My own war is...a bit more ideological. Thirty years ago a man named Palpatine took control over the Galactic Senate and declared himself Emperor. He'd been manipulating behind the scenes for decades, and hiding a secret. Palpatine was a Sith Lord, a Force-sensitive like myself skilled in the Dark Side. He used his political power to eliminate enemies and turn the Republic into the Galactic Empire.
A resistance movement formed, and due to circumstances I wound up joining the Rebellion. In time, we managed to overthrow the Empire and even kill Palpatine, but even now he still has fanatically loyal followers.
[Action]
...All tyrants have some measure of charisma. It doesn't surprise me that there are still those that follow him, even in death.
[Action]
[Luke shakes his head, remembering how two duels with the Emperor]
Still, he's gone. Nothing left but a few Planetary governors and fleet commanders desperately seeking alliances outside the galaxy.
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[Or, that was how they would work in an ideal environment.]
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[Luke shrugged.]
Supreme Admiral Pellaeon had made overtures of peace to my sister, Leia, on their last communication. That was shortly before the Darksaber incident, and Admiral Daala's attack on the Jedi Academy. But, all things considered, a sizable chunk of the Imperial Navy wants to surrender. Thats good.
[Action]
[Having realized that the area around them is still very much sparkling with the results of her alchemy, Syre kneels down for a moment, touching the circle and allowing everything to return to general normalcy. small shards of crystal still fleck the ground, but it's nothing that can't be cleaned up.]
[Action]
[He's still impressed, by the way. Good job]
And, what sort of weapons do you use in your war? Magic?
[Action]
My homeland uses a combination of alchemists and knights in the army, though we also have a few mercenaries fighting among our ranks and training units of various types.
There are a few knights that use alchemy to supplement their own fearsome combat skills. ...a knight with a flaming sword is certainly very intimidating!
[Action]
[He says this with actual admiration in his voice. He respects that form of battle far, far more than those who use blasters and turbolaser emplacements]
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[A pause, before adding with a laugh:] Well, and whatever a wind-manipulating alchemist can use to their advantage.
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