<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/786589781341966338/89su4zNj.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Septimus Cortess (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269894.msg13313651#msg13313651)<br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Expedient Devil</em>, Somewhere<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><strong>Defense:</strong>0/0<strong>Soak:</strong>4<strong>Wounds:</strong>0<strong>Strain:</strong>0<br/><strong>Injuries:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>Something had gone right for a change but again Septimus did not even think to call it luck, or the Force, merely two people who were proving to be far more skilled than he was to get them out of their current situation.  It was near enough to make his cheeks burn in shame.  How the mighty had fallen.  Had it only been a little more than a decade in which he had everything he thought he needed, could hand any task or obstacle thrown at him.  It made him start to believe the few radical Jedi Master's during his time had been correct and the Order had become too complacent, far too dependent upon the Force and its use.  Cut off from it, or unable to use it for the attention it would drawn upon him, Septimus was finding himself...lacking...and it was a emotion he did not much care for.<br/><br/>Still it was not Miria or Tina's fault he had wasted his life in the pursuit of skills and abilities which had no place in the world today it seemed, or at least not to this current situation.  He did accept the rebreather from Miria with a gracious nod and a<strong>"Thank you."</strong>He settled the new equipment on him and made certain it was function before turning his attention back to Miria and her questions.<strong>"As I said I have no idea what the liquid in the canisters, nor why this freighter is hauling radioactive gas with it, but the crystals, those I do know.  Kyber crystals, raw and unrefined.  They have had many energy enhancement applications over the years, but the one they were best known for was focusing crystals used in a Lightsaber."</strong><br/><br/>Septimus double checked his gear as he made his way out of the ship, following Tina and staying in step with Miria.  He was taken back by the wind and had to fight for his balance there for a moment before he leaned into it and adjusted himself so as not to be knocked over.  He glanced in the direction Tina was pointing and nodded his head in agreement.<strong>"It's going to be a hike, and in not so smooth terrain.  We ahd best be going as I doubt we want to be out in the open when night falls on this planet."</strong>