"Ahhh Alright then. I Will see you later then Milian," Kai said to Nexnips father before he went of deciding to talk to cyrus about Onii and possible other topics as ideas came to him. "So Cyrus I have a question about those Light sabers can they really cut through anything? also think they make them in smaller sizes to help use one as a more stealthier tool or one for Nexnip?" Kai asked Cyrus looking over to him. Kai looked over to Cyrus possibly for a conversation to be had.
Cyrus looks up from his eggs and juice, genuinely not expecting anyone be addressing him this early in the morning. He's more than happy to answer, but only between inhaling bites of food or sips of drink. The free for all involving two little brothers at dinner realy had conditioned him to eating quite quickly. "Well it can cut through most things. Some materials are resistant or nearly impossible to cut through but they tend to be so rare or obscure that they might as well not exist. Don't worry about Nex's saber. There are plenty of hilts that will fit him."
"Well it will be interesting to see him with it. So what is the force exactly the light and the dark and how do people shift over from there sides, Is it easy as one just changing there ways or is it more complicated then how I am looking at it?" Kai asked continuing his conversation with Cyrus.
Meanwhile EG was exploring the lush and very large garden. As he made his way through a walk way surrounded by the beauties of Ithorian gardening he noticed the Kushiban and a few others on a balcony overlooking the garden "Not the best spot to hang around if you are supposedly being hunted by a maniac with a light saber and the force, how ever that works." He mumbled to himself and then he turned away started on his little patrol around the hotel again. As he started to turn around a corner a ray of sun shine hit him reflecting off of his gold and black plating to the point that some passers by were pactaly blinded for a few seconds until EG moved out of the way. "Well Im sure they will know where I am now too." EG let off a little chuckle and continued.
"Well you're getting into some highly subjective stuff there but I'll try my best." He huffed, trying to think how best to explain it. "Alright...first you either start with the assumption or knowledge that the Force is an energy that surrounds us. Then you add in people like yours truly that are able to either influence it or act as instruments of its will. That power can either aid life or hinder it but of course you can't balance the equation with only one of those parts. Simply put, the light side is used to help others above the self...the greater good as most people would put it. The dark side is power used for personal gain and destruction. Arguably every sentient being in the universe would spend an equal amount of time displaying both aspects." "It is certainly possible to radically shift between although unfortunately it is usually much easier to fall to the dark than rise to the light. Sorry...I kind of started rambling there. Starting to understand?"
"Is that it then?..." he said, looking up with tears in his eyes, "all of that time we had together...and you just wanna go...because there's not enough credits in it anymore? Because it has nothing to do with you..." He breathed in deeply. Trying to shove all of those horrible emotions out and away from him. He desperately wanted everything his father just said to be untrue. Zuri had to care about him. She just had too, right? All of those times together. They couldn't have simply been for nothing right? All of that couldn't be true. And yet, Zuri wanted to leave him. Even after pouring his heart out to her. She still coldly brushed it off like it was nothing. Like it didn't matter to her. Her willingness to leave him when he needed her the most. Her unwillingness to even give his father a chance. Even after telling her how much it'd mean to him. It broke his heart. "Fine..." he said coldly, his tears ceasing, as if a great lake ceased to flow, "But realize this Zuri...my family...my friends...Qwella...all of them...my people...all of my people are in danger. They're all at risk. They don't have any part in this. In this DAMN WAR. They have no part in it. And yet they're stuck in the crossfire. If Onii goes after them...then I'm going to die...I'm going to die trying to protect them...because the alternative is so much worse. Because they matter so much to me, and I care about them, all of them... I...cared...so much about you...even if you didn't. Even if you didn't care I did! And you clearly don't really care because my dad is right! You would be with me...till the end...if you really cared. I guess was too blind by my own emotion to see. Even after telling Cyrus...my father...you...I even told you how much I cared and yet...credits right?" He just turned his head down toward the floor. Not even wanting to look at Zuri anymore. His father's words made too much sense to him. He began slowly walking away. Defeated. Dejected. Depressed about it all. Ithor was worse then Junk Planet. Before he fully walked out the door he turned one last time to look at Zuri. "Take care Zur-...Masd'zouri'lorsuqh..." He started walking out of the hotel, deciding on taking a walk to contemplate things. He thought better on his feet anyway. The only view he had of Ithor was the ground. And he just walked. Not caring where his legs were taking him. It didn't really matter any more.
Minlan ran after his son (as good as he could with his walking cane), since for the first bit he stood there dumbfound. At first he silently accompanied him, but the elder knew not exactly how to be quiet, his constant lecturing never leaving him. "Look Nexi... I know it's hard to understand... And that it hurts... And I feel sorry that I appear to bring so much agony to you. But... You see, that pain..." He made his son stop with a strong grip on his shoulder, with his other touching over the younger Kushiban's chest. "It means you care. Never forget that pain. Because once you do, it means you forgot how to care... And if you ever lose to be selfless. It is only a way downward... You must not discard, but control those emotions. You cannot let anger ever control you, else you lose yourself and become something else... Something dark. Like when Alastain died. Stay strong, for all of us. But I suppose I only will tell you what your Jedi Master will teach you anyway." Minlan smiled wide, stroking over the head of his 'young' boy. "I still can't believe that my son is a Jedi."
@Uriel1339 "Dad..." he said with a smile and a sniffle, "thank you..." He went to hug him, tears silently trickling down his face. He just wanted to stay like this. He didn't want to let go of this. This warm feeling. It made him feel good. It made him feel alive and well. It made him feel at home again. This was the feeling he was fighting for. This was the the feeling he should fight with. "It means a lot too me dad..." he said in the middle of their embrace, "I'm sorry Kellip got hurt..I'm so sorry I got him hurt...I feel so bad about it...it haunts me just knowing...that he'll never be able to see the twins himself...because I took that from him..." He kept the embrace going and just sighed deeply. Trying to calm himself down. He wasn't thinking properly. It was possible he wasn't thinking properly for the past five years. Such a thought became very real to him. Even though prior, such a thought would have never occurred to him. "I'm not a Jedi yet dad...but I want to be...I truly want to be, for all of you..." His memory apparently failing him he wanted to ask his father a question. "How did you know about the old Veteran?..."
He generously accepted and returned the hug, knowing when to be there for his son, though as he rose a question, it would first create a wide smile before Minlan actually would reply. "You still talk in your sleep." The old man stated as a matter-of-fact, his smile fading however as he remembered last night. "That is why I said what I did. You were shaking and even your fur turned it's color in sleep, you have relived through the memory of your encounter with Onii.... All this talking about fate and such... I should have not brought it down on you like that. It's just... I fear it is time for you to grow up once and for all... I remember like it was yesterday when I built your crib and laid you down in it. You cried so much the first days... And look at you now... Forced to give up your naivety and some of your friendliness to rise to the challenge of destiny... I am sorry... I failed in keeping your Awakening from happening..." He pushed his face into the shoulder of his son. The old, harsh lecturer barrier having failed. But at least there was a piece to his bitterness - his own, thought failure. Spoiler: OOC: Good nighty night :X (looking forwards to those 30 new posts by the time I get to read them at lunch time.... xD)
@Uriel1339 "Dad...you haven't failed me...you're the reason I am who I am today..." He said moving his head to look into his father's eyes, "and if I never found out I had this power, what would have happened if Onii came back to hunt down mom? I wouldn't stand a chance...without this...with out you." It was an amazing thought. That through out it all. Through out everything his father had been through. Despite everything that has happened to him. He was still him. He was still his father. After all these years. His father hasn't changed. "Is that why you lashed out dad? You felt that you failed me? Dad...it's alright...because you haven't failed...and Dad...It's alright too fail...it means you're alive...it means you're just like everyone else alive who fails and makes mistakes...improve themselves...and Dad...you're not perfect...but I still love you...in fact I love you're imperfections...the things that make you, you. That's what I love about my friends too...they're imperfect...they have their own quirks and things about them. Because that's what makes them so special Dad. If everyone was perfect...no one would be special. Everyone would be the same...it'd get real boring dad...it's another thing I love about them dad. They're a lot of fun to be with. Like you dad. Because they might not be family by blood, but they're still family in my heart..." He covered his heart with a hand of his. To help convey this message to his father better "Now dad, I don't want to sound rude. But I'm not the only one who deserves an apology...in fact I think there's a table full of people that you owe an apology to...you know how I hate fighting...I think it's better we all get off on the right foot. Together. Because in the end Dad. We're all in this together now...might as well get used to it right?" He said with a genuine smile, looking at his father. Looking at the man that brought up. The man he owes his life too.
