FYI Common Knowledge

[Atok Kainyn]

Upon hearing one of his best friends is in Bacta, Atok has begun singing a range of lullabies and hymns to Azern, accompanied by his Hallisekt.

The themes range from wishing peace, to returning to an old friend, to remorseful for taking time for granted.

[Ina'eo'nekri]

Only if caught passing by, he would be seen robed and hooded walking towards the gate and into the frigid tundra with his small bag and a strange look in his eyes..

((Have 12 hour shifts ahead of me so I may not be seen in-game until the weekend. Discord is on one of my phones if I’m needed))

[Thala]

Thala is in and out of the student dorms' 'fresher or the medbay off and on for the next cycle few rotations. Her throat seems pretty raw for the first few days, so she set her datapad to automatically read out at the press of a button:

Yes, I'll be okay. Arisa made an antitoxin to cure an injury I got when I was seven. I just need to get it out of my system. Thank you for worrying.

People around her are getting a crash course in simple GSL: Yes, No, Drink, and Help (Me), mostly.

Otherwise, she seems to be in fairly deep meditation.

(Edit to add 470.17): After a few rotations, Thala seems to be in better spirits, though she's still to be cleared by Medical. ((Air Quality Alert here wiped the floor with me yesterday but today's better than anticipated.))

[Ina'eo'nekri]

One might find him working diligently on a project for hours on end. He remains oblivious to anyone who speaks to him, his attention isolated by earbuds as he listens solely to the music given to him by his master, Helayna.

[Gaxett Kovir]

Gaxett's presence around the Temple seems sparse even with the return to Duneeden. He is mainly spotted in the medbay or archives or his meditation spot on the grounds of the Temple if he is seen away from his bunk. Those able to read him would note an extensive fatigue that he works hard to mask entirely.

[Azar Ahlan]

Within the planters, in the garden outside of the cantina, sit three plants. One houses red plom blooms. The others are still in the process of growing.

[Thala]

Gaxett's presence around the Temple seems sparse even with the return to Duneeden. He is mainly spotted in the medbay or archives or his meditation spot on the grounds of the Temple if he is seen away from his bunk. Those able to read him would note an extensive fatigue that he works hard to mask entirely.

Thala tends to show up nearby ever since he confessed the fatigue, unless he makes clear her presence is unwelcome.

Unrelated:
Thala now wears a thin crocheted headband in a watery pale blue, with an intricate pattern of waves and droplets picked out amid the stitching. A chain of thread dangles down behind an earspot, with a white pearlescent bead at the bottom that seems just heavy enough to hold the "braid" straight. She will simply thank compliments or state, "It's traditional, isn't it?"

Thala's morning PT, if anyone catches her at it since she's still shy about it, now includes shadow-boxing. Anyone who was at the boxing outing will notice she physically stops herself from time to time with a soft, sharp "no," and restarts her routine. She denies requests to spar hand to hand with her peers with "Not yet."

[Atok Kainyn]

Atok will sing this song with his Hallisekt, but prefers accompaniment with Thala on her new drum:

The Ballad of Knight Vantane:
Written by Thala and Atok Kainyn


((Follows the melody of Iron In Her Heart by Mythborne))

From the skies, they rained down fire, the soulless droids marched nigh
She stood 'longside Jedi kin, Antarian rangers by
But the walls began to tremble as the bombards they began
When Duneeden it was flanked that eve and to defense they ran

Sabers Raised For Knight Vantane
In the Nexus, on rampart
Through the battle, through the darkness
Burned the iron in her heart
Let no pain nor cruel shadow keep her spirit from the Light
There's no death but only Ashla,
so we know And on we’ll fight

For the dark it whispers doubt and lies, it carves them in your soul
Turns your dreams to twisted smoke, unmakes your self-control
And so it was that evil stood, Duneeden's gates flung wide
She determind'ly fought to shut them to protect us all inside

Sabers Raised For Knight Vantane
In the Nexus, on rampart
Through the battle, through the darkness
Burned the iron in her heart
Let no pain nor cruel shadow keep her spirit from the Light
There's no death but only Ashla,
so we know And on we’ll fight

O’ Fireflies, look after her, The Oasis now her home.
May she find peace in Ashla where no dark shadows go
And as the fray slowed, silently, 'midst ruins and debris Her loss was felt through all of us, what-e'er its measure be

Sabers Raised For Knight Vantane
In the Nexus, on rampart
Through the battle, through the darkness
Burned the iron in her heart
Let no pain nor cruel shadow keep her spirit from the Light
There's no death but only Ashla,
so we know And on we’ll fight

Raise Our voices, sing her name
Let the Nexus hear her part
For she mentored us with wisdom
From the iron in her heart
Tho’ the pyre took her body to ashes in our sight
There is death yet the Fo-orce, so we know
She’s in the light.

[The Jedi Council]

All remaining phrik recovered from the Battle of Duneeden has been taken away to a secure location.

[Ina'eo'nekri]

Should he notice, Atok may find a folded piece of flimsi in a specific tree he would rest in. Braille upon it. Lyrics? Signed by the name of "C.E.O."

[Teya Giltspire]

Starting at midnight, 472.05 ABY, CD begins to offer a large selection of cupcakes to anyone who wants one. There are about four dozen, with most dietary restrictions accounted for. In addition, there is even two cubes for San'ago, already ready for consumption. CD informs anyone who asks that it has been asked to not reveal the identity of the one who baked them, but promises that it was done under proper supervision.


Anyone of an appropriate rank is able to learn that

Spoiler

Teya Giltspire baked them, with help from CD.

The cupcakes themselves appear to be various types of nerfs, perhaps a bit cuter than one might expect, with various types of frosting for the fur and horns made of hardened sugar.