The Prodigal Knight

Saviour. Conquerer. Hero. Villain. :: Revan of the Old Republic :: :: Independent RP ::

[rcvanchist]

This is how it’s done these days apparently?

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[rcvanchist]

Perhaps it's fate the Boop drew me back here... :P

[jedibarsenthor]

@rcvanchist sent:

🙌 (hands around throat meme)

The gloved hand around his throat only makes Drakic give a slight grimace - he is used to this treatment, but Sith + imperials alike. The famous Barsen'thor of the Jedi Order always managed to get choked within an inch of his life, until the Force was pulsing in black spots around him.

And this time? Drakic Tydlr was being held up by someone familiar. Revan. The prodigal son of the Jedi Order that managed to understand the Force in its entirety.

"Let me go," he choked out, sent a pulse of the Force. Golden waves of light surrounded the pair, and a rock menacingly lifted from the ground, hanging over Revan's head.

[rcvanchist]

One moment it was fine, then Revan found his hand around a throat, drowning in his rage. He didn't recall what started this, just that he was angry- so, so angry! He could feel vaguely the alarm from distant presences, but he was distracted by the wave of Force, skittering along his skin- light, not darkness, not the piercing bite of lightning- where was he? As abruptly as he had grasped the- the- the Jedi, he had grabbed a Jedi- he lets go. The rage drains from him and horror takes its place as he falls to his knees.

"I-" Revan breathes out shakily, "I'm sorry." He knew he hadn't come away from his ordeal as the Emperor's prisoner undamaged, but not to this extent. To attack an ally... an innocent... Revan bows his head towards the Barsen'thor.

@jedibarsenthor

[hotchocolatejedi]

@rcvanchist continued from here.

𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 - 𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐕 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐘. He smirks at Revan, grabs the hem of the other's jacket, and tugs.

"We survived, yeah," he breathes, batting his eyelashes at him. The blonde hovers above the accomplished force user and looks pointedly at his lips.

"What's wrong with putting words in your mouth? You like plenty - " he leans in, but pulls back at the last second as a tease, " - of things in your mouth. Me, included."

The farmboy grins and settles back, poking his side again.

"I wouldn't have expected you, y'know. The Force to lead me to you. I'm not complaining."

The grin grows, making his eyes crinkle at the edges, "Yet."

[rcvanchist]

The eyes going wide in startlement at the sudden aggressive move quickly darken in desire at the teasing. Revan follows Luke in leaning forward for a kiss and silently groans when Luke pulls back. Whoever said Luke was sweet innocence clearly didn't know him that well with all the torture he knowingly puts Revan through.

"I did complain. Loudly and repeatedly as I recall. You were just too stubborn to leave me alone." He reaches up to brush at the blonde hair and trail his hand down the side of Luke's face in a gentle caress.

"I'm glad you didn't."

[hotchocolatejedi]

@rcvanchist cont. from here.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑, 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐄, 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒, 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐄. Luke almost looks disappointed, but it's a mask. "Well, you're with me, so yeah," he snorts, raising the twig with the Force and making it move down one of the other corridors of the starship, "I'd say you're definitely non-traditional."

Luke waggles his brows and leans in close. "And here I thought you always wanted a kiss from me. Humph."

He steps back and starts devising other plans so he can get Rev in the Life Day spirit.

[rcvanchist]

"If you wanted kisses, you don't need weeds to ask for one," Revan retorts as Luke walks away. "I don't see the point of mistletoes, draping a tree in wire lights seem like a fire hazard, and I definitely don't need the same songs sung over and over again..."

Seeing Luke was either ignoring him or too absorbed in his thoughts, Revan flops onto a seat with a sigh. He could tell he was in for a vexing holiday season.

[rcvanchist]

Pokes Rev's side. "Do you remember when you told me you were a bad shot, and then, ironically, we were stuck in a situation where you had to shoot? For the both of us to make it out alive? Thank. The. Force."

@hotchocolatejedi

"What are you talking about? I never said I was a bad shot! I'm just unaccustomed to using a blaster." He pokes back teasingly, "Don't go putting words in my mouth, farmboy. Besides, the important thing is we survived, right?"

[rcvanchist]

Luke gently holds mistletoe above his and Rev's heads with the Force.

A smirk dance on his lips.

"Rev. It's tradition."

@hotchocolatejedi

He eyes the little twig as if it was going to turn into a bug at any moment.

"You know me Luke, I like to be non-traditionalist."

He wasn't going to be sucked into the holiday spirit that easy.

[gwiazdowe]

@rcvanchist :"Meh petitions. Just hotwire a ship and do it! What could go wrong?" >:D

His big eyes grow bigger "Oh... !!" His enthusiasm instantly dies "But I cant fly."

[rcvanchist]

"That's a terrible deficiency in your education. What are Jedi learning these days?" He squints at the... initiate? "Wait, how old are you again?"

[hotchocolatejedi]

𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍 - 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘, 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒.

Or, he had been done with trying to find Revan, before the blasted Force led him to the man... again. Really, Luke isn't quite so sure why this keeps happening, just that even if he doesn't try to find Revan, they end up in the same place, anyway, like some strange sense of serendipity dictated just where the both of them would be in the galaxy. And they'd always be near each other.

The Force, pulling strings.

Seeing a green rancor charge at him, its presence dangerous and looming, and with Luke having no energy to fight it off... he starts to blanche, rendering him even more pale than the fact he's had a great deal of blood loss.

"Oh, blast it, I am so farkled - " he mutters, trying to move, trying to pull strength from something, anything, but he's too weak to be a conduit of the Force. He tests the shackles one more time before he's slumping and waiting for the inevitable prospect of becoming a rancor's dinner, and not leading the Jedi into a new era. He doesn't get the chance to become a meal, however, as a lot of things happen at once.

Suddenly, the sound of lightning, Force lightning, oh, shit, breaks the air, and the sizzle of it makes Luke's head whip up in the direction of the person it came from. Someone had just jumped in front of him, and their presence feels so familiar - Skywalker chases the presence with what little hold over the Force he has, like sensing the other is all he can do in this state.

His head swims with all of the additional stimuli as he's only just in his body from his injuries. The voice barely registers, and the Jedi's head lulls in Revan's direction, blue eyes glassy.

"'m sorry," he says, "I wasn't trying to find you this time."

Head starts to pound harder as black spots dance in his vision, and he shuts his eyes, grimacing from the pain.

"Wanted..." he says through gritted teeth, "to leave... you alone."

[rcvanchist]

The rancor roars in pain trying to get at Luke, but Revan just frowns and increases the power behind the lightning. The rancor flinches away a few steps before finally turning around and lumbering away.

Sighing, Revan looks over his shoulder and shakes his head at the Jedi. Saying he looks rough was an understatement; he looks as if he'd been in a speeder crash.

"It obviously didn't take." Revan gestures at the bindings and wrenches them open with the Force, taking quick steps forward to catch the Jedi before he topples to the ground. Getting a firm grip on him, Revan starts to lead Luke back to his camp. He had some bacta patches at least, because stars know he was totally useless at Force healing. He refrains from asking any questions on the way, he doubts he would get a straight answer anyway with the way the Jedi looking concussed.

[rcvanchist]

X @hotchocolatejedi

It wasn't the first time that Revan had been hunted across the galaxy. Being a famous and infamous person of interest, being stalked by friends concerned for him and enemies who wanted to kill him made him quite the expert on disappearing into the masses. Therefore, Revan was very annoyed by one Luke Skywalker managing to find him fairly easily and quite often.

This latest attempt to evade the persistent Jedi took him to a remote planet of primitives who worshipped a chrysalide rancor. The ancient beast had almost taken Revan for a meal but he had managed to subdue it. Camping out with a rancor twisted by the Darkside nearby should have been enough to muddle his Force presence, Revan thought.

So when the beast suddenly sniffed the air and lumbered off, Revan wasn't too concerned at first. Sensing the disturbance in the Force however had him moving after it. Seeing what the rancor had fixated on had him groaning.

"Oh no. Not you again," Revan sighs before leaping in front of the bound Jedi and sending a burst of Force Lightning at the rancors face, warning it off.

[hotchocolatejediarch-deactivate]

@rcvanchist

𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄'𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍, 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒.

"It's been far too long, you know," he whispers, drawing close to the walking dyad of the Force - both Jedi and Sith, neither and both - and fingers are itching to bury themselves in the lapel of his collar.

He invades Revan's space just like he invaded his ship so long ago, and became a stubborn stowaway.

"Did you miss me?"

[rcvanchist]

Revan smiles as Luke presses closer, easily accepting his presence and leaning into the shorter man's body. Slipping his arms around him, he pulls him into an embrace. Feeling a person in the Force from across a galaxy was a poor substitute to actually having them right where you are.

"Every day, every hour, every minute."

[augm3nt3d]

pov: mandalorian

[ari-leah-arts]

Back on my nonsense.

[incorrect-kotor-quotes]

Somewhere out there, there's an apex predator. I want it to know I'm the NEW apex predator around here.

-Revan, on any given planet.

[justaballoffluff]

@rcvanchist

"How have you been my fluffy friend?"

The familiar voice made her look up, eyes wide. A smile spread across her face and the fluffy Mandalorian threw herself at her much larger friend, utterly heedless of whatever might be in the way of giving him a hug.

"Rev'ika!" she chirped, happiness clear on her face. "You're safe! Hopefully you have been well!"

[rcvanchist]

justaballoffluff​:

“Always try my best to ensure my information is as good as possible!” she replied, giggling softly and bumping her head against Revan’s chest. Clearly reluctant, Tari stepped back from her hug. Even so, one hand still held onto his shirt, as if she were afraid he’d disappear at any moment.

“Do you want some company? Don’t have anything coming up soon.” In truth, Tari would have preferred to avoid Coruscant – there were too many people, it was always so loud and bright. Still, it was easier to manage with someone whose natural presence helped to assuage much of her anxieties.

Grinning at her exuberance (and cuteness at holding onto his clothes like an errant youngling) he answered, “You sure? I’d love to have you along!” It’s not like he hasn’t brought a Mandalorian into the Temple before, and Canderous looked way more dangerous than Tari. “I thought you liked to avoid the core worlds though.”  

[rcvanchist]

cont.

Another deluge of words had the pain in his head spiking, the sexual innuendo flying over his current comprehension capabilities. “Listen uh,” kriff what was her name again, he swore she mentioned it somewhere in the noise but he couldn’t recall, “healer, I just want my head to stop pounding like there’s a herd of panicking bantha in it.” Revan reaches up to rub his temple in emphasis.

Truthfully, he wasn’t sure she could do anything, it was likely the migraine was the result of his torture by the Emperor tearing into his mind and basically using him like a Force battery. He really should have just gone to the Jedi Temple, but he hadn’t wanted to deal with Satele Shan for the sake of his remaining sanity. At the very least the healer could probably just knock him unconscious with something. “I don’t care what you have to do, just please do something.” Revan pleaded, he was at the end of his rope at this point.

@irrfahrer

[katananonakata]