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Master Yajshti continues to lurk, somewhere. At the moment she can be found in her chambers, tapping on data pads with vast amounts of concentration. What is she doing, exactly? That is anyone's guess; Jedi masters are extremely mysterious when it comes to such things. :)

And a smaller group of people is learning to speak Wookie. :eek: Klingons are from the Star Trek universe. They're cool, but I've not been inspired to learn any words beyond K'plah and P'tok, a greeting and an insult respectively. :D

((There are actually several battlefields sprinkled throughout this part of the country... and I believe Chattanooga is one of them. They have Civil War reenactments and stuff all the time, and downtown Nashville boasts a few monuments and also a fort I've never stopped to study properly.))

Holy smoke!! :eek: How on earth did anyone find this thread? The internet dust on it is so thick I'm still choking. Hey, more good ideas there. A falx, modified, could be wielded either like a sword or a giant hockey stick. I'm partial to a Bat'leth modification also. That weapon, beautiful and...

((Nashville?! Oh, er, hahaha! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing at all. *whistles*))

Nashville?!! *hides* :D :D :D

This is a beautiful study - thank you so much for posting it here. I have become very fascinated in the last few years with the different facets of love, because the question "What is Love?" suddenly, for no reason at all, became a question I simply HAD to answer at 5am one morning. I wrassled...

ROTFL!!! :D :D :D *dies laughing* Dude, that rocks! Thank you so much for sharing that! Mucho blessings, Jazzcat :cool:

He was absolutely amazing. His relationship with God was a stunning witness to a lot of people. I'm really glad you liked it so much, Brother Justin. :)

:hug: You're welcome. It's a beautiful tribute; I watched it last night and almost cried.

In honor of the anniversary of Pope John Paul II's death, a beautiful ecard tribute was created by the folks at Michael Lewis Music. You can see the tribute by clicking this link: http://michaellewismusic.com/pope The ecard is viewable in several different languages, and you can also email it...

((My apologies! I didn't know about another thread for fighting in... LOL! :blush: )) Yajshti had learned no such trick and stepped back to retrieve her cloak, but she draped it over one forearm instead of putting it back on; she was too overheated for that. They continued their walk as if...

Yajshti strained against Maxster's Force, beads of sweat pricking forehead and her smile growing even as she fought to maintain her stance. The electric crackling of the lightsaber blades and the smell of burning energy overwhelmed the remainder of her senses. Abruptly she drew on her fading...

Yajshti didn't like how close she'd come to giving him a headshave, and her face drew more grim and serious as she parried his series of attacks. "Watch your footwork," she warned, matching clash for clash as she moved in a more traditional fencing-style duel - up down, up down, up down jab...

Yajshti ducked down and caught his blade crashing on hers, and when he landed behind her, she whirled to face him. She allowed only the briefest exhilaration to flood through her at the realization that this all came naturally to her, and Maxster was a worthy opponent whose caliber of fighting...

Yajshti didn't stop to think; she let the Force and instinct and natural agility take over. She backflipped and leapt once over his blade, and grinning delightedly she sent a little Force push at him.

((LOL! Guys, this is fun... :clap: Where do you get that Night Cloak, BTW? I have searched the armor categories high and low, and still it eludes me...)) Bits of marble crunching beneath her black jodhpur-like Jedi boots, Yajshti had to look away to hide her own impish grin, which spread across...

ROTFL! Bill has the best idea, methinks... the Wrench of Doom! :clap:

Meanwhile, Jazzcat continues to struggle with her flight harness. "Blasted knots!" she exclaims, scowling as she untangles them, one by one. "You'd think this had been designed to restrain a Bantha. This is insane."

Only as Maxster spoke his last two sentences did the cold, grave continence of Yajshti give way to the warmth of a smile. She considered for a moment. "I would be honored to join you, Master," she murmured quietly, her silver eyes twinkling. "But please do not make me meet with a lot of...