| Rkhakh | Date: Friday, 31 Jul 2015, 0:26 AM | Message # 1 |
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Clone Wars
Geonosis
Twenty four hours. That was the difference between peace and war. Twenty four hours ago, he and his apprentice walked into the Jedi Temple, having returned from their time on the Luminosity. Then, the Republic was dealing with the burgeoning Separatist Crisis and the disturbing assassination plot against Senator Amidala, among other brushfires throughout the galaxy. He had returned to assist in these various affairs, and to return his Padawan to the Temple so that he could get a feel for the regular, day-to-day life of a Jedi. Now, he was sitting inside a Republic Troop Transport within an Acclamator-class Gunship, waiting to be dropped onto the surface of Geonosis ahead of a massive, secret army that served the Republic but no one knew about.
As he sat, unknowing of what was occurring outside the shell of the RTT, feeling nervous and unsettled. A tingling sensation seemed to dominate his chest and his extremities were shaky. Eighteen such vehicles were being dropped onto Geonosis while the orbital defenses were cleared, along with T-130s, to advance to the Arena in which Jedi Kenobi and Skywalker and Senator Amidala were being executed by the Geonosians. He seemed lost in time and space, trying to center and focus himself as they ventured through the atmosphere and then on the surface of Geonosis. It was difficult.
He had never felt this way before. He was entering into what could very be a true and very long battle. He had seen combat before but never to the potential scale facing him today. He was among 212 Jedi who were in the transports rolling towards the Arena. Above them was an entire army at their command. It was overwhelming and certainly a position he never thought he would be in as a Jedi. His entire life had lead up to this moment, and while he was seemingly tailor-made to the job due to his beliefs and his training, he felt as the most out of place among the Jedi gathered for the mission.
Soon he was ripped into reality. The hiss of the hydraulics of the boarding ramp made him hyper-focused. He could suddenly feel everything around him as the Force seemed to awaken to him. He had never felt so intensely or seen so clearly as he did in this moment. The only other time that came even close to this was in previous combat situations he had found himself in.
The moment the ramp hit the ground, he sprang to his feet. In complete contradiction to his sudden movement, he calmly, slowly, and deliberately walked out of the bay of the RTT and onto the sands on Geonosis outside the entrance to the Arena. He was ready for what lay before him, be it victory or death; and to him those were the only two possible outcomes.
Jedi Master R'khakh
Holy Order of the Jedi Knights
Senior Jedi General of the Galactic Republic
Commander, Sixth Sector Army (formerly)
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