My life and freedom for the Temple.

Wed, 27 Jun 2007 22:33:35 GMT

*has clearly been off doing something devastatingly important off-planet* *had.. someone else taking care of his classes*

*returns the the Temple in the dead of night*

*is in the training salles in place of his substitute bright and early the next morning* *starts chastizing all the padawans who show up late until he realizes they are all late* *sentences them all to their age in laps on the roof* *gives the first few that whine extra laps, then escorts them all to the roof and watches them like a hawk*

Wed, 27 Dec 2006 09:44:23 GMT

*is heading towards the hangar in his customary "I'm gonna go kick ass" outfit, armed to the teeth and ready to start a fight*

Thu, 19 Oct 2006 18:26:03 GMT

*has probably managed to make the move to his new Master/Padawan quarters in one trip because he has nothing in his old hole-in-the-wall quarters* *keeps all his weapons in the armory, except a select few that he favors* *puts them on the wall of his new room*

Room's all set up. Y'c'n move yer stuff in whenever. Lemme know if y' need help.

*makes tea and flops on the couch to watch the holonet*

Mon, 21 Aug 2006 08:11:56 GMT

*is probably eating in the cafeteria and looking over some kind of martial art book*

*gets mobbed by a pack of Younglings who manage to catch him off guard and tackle him*

Younglings: *pin him down by sitting on him*

Precocious Youngling: *steals his hair tie and bolts*

Younglings: *wait for a while, then scatter to the winds, giggling madly*

*was probably laughing to hard to do anything about it anyway* *now has loose pretty hair for a while until he can get another hairtie* *sigh*

((OMG all my threads are sex. I can't tag at work. *whiiine!*))

Wed, 26 Jul 2006 02:18:42 GMT

*hunts down IC!Qui at some point*

Tue, 27 Jun 2006 04:38:16 GMT

*is teaching the very very young Younglings form I katas*

Righ' then, left foot for'ard. Yer other left, Liam. Step, step, thrust, step, backstep.. Elan, there's no skipping in this kata, cut it out. Turn, backstep, deflect, center, and sabers off. Liam, y'shoulda finished righ' foot for'ard. Again, everyone. Sabers on.

*repeats the process until the most of them get it right and they're whining about being tired* Right then, good job. Gowan down to th' cafeteria, they've got a treat waitin' for you.

Younglings: *O.O* *scamper to the cafeteria in a mad herd of trampling madness*

*follows at a more subdued pace, making sure they don't get into too much trouble*

Sun, 14 May 2006 21:13:13 GMT

*does several hours worth of velocities in a salle and then goes into one of the advanced training rooms to wear himself out*

Wed, 12 Apr 2006 23:52:18 GMT

*meditating in the gardens until the pack of younglings comes and the kids start braiding his hair* *fights them off and shakes the braids out* *totally misses one of the smaller braids*

Effin' kids.

*is now practicing katas in one of the training salles*

((/lame))

Mon, 06 Mar 2006 20:53:29 GMT

*is bored and wandering the streets of Coruscant, windowshopping in the high-class district just for the hell of it* *wanders into a bookstore and checks the martial art section to see if any new books have come out about newly-discovered styles on distant planets, then wanders into the magazine section to drool at the pictures in the cooking magazines*

*is dressed all Jedi-y, just for the fun of it, and actually looks fairly respectable*

Tue, 10 Jan 2006 12:24:37 GMT

*stalks the halls, in search of OOC!Anakin* *is concentrating on finding Anakin's presence in the vast span of the Temple*

Wed, 04 Jan 2006 02:34:33 GMT

*working on his new style in the training salles*
*flock of younglings is watching, giggling madly*

Vultures, alla'ya. *younglings giggle harder* You wanna play?

Younglings: *chorus* Yes, Master Drallig!

*sighs and shuts down his lightsaber, fastening it to his belt* Arright, ya hooligans. Come at me. *the swarm of younglings all charge together, attempting to steal the lightsaber from his belt as he jumps and dodges and tosses some of them onto training mats, only for them to leap back to their feet and dart back into the fray* *finally one little youngling manages to steal the lightsaber and squeals with glee*

Youngling: I got it, I got it! *dances* *Cin hoists the youngling up onto his shoulders*
Good job, kidling. Off ta Dex's we go. Th' rest of ya! Dismissed until tomorrow.

Takin' one o' th' initiates ta Dex's. Th' kid earned it. If anyone needs me, ya can find me there.

A Festivus for the rest of us!

Wed, 21 Dec 2005 04:52:48 GMT

*Senate and Temple-wide transmission*

The Festivus Pole is on display in m'quarters. People are invited ta th' Airin' of Grievances on Thursday evenin'. I'll be servin' dinner an' invitin' one o' ya ta attempt ta best me in th' Feats of Strength.

((For those of you who don't know what Festivus is, check this link. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Festivus ))

Fri, 16 Dec 2005 12:10:57 GMT

Some o' ya know I'm developin' a technique for th' quick disarmin' and incapacitatin' of yer enemies. I'm lookin' fer volunteers ta help me out wit' a demonstration for Master Yoda. Ye'd get a lot of special trainin' (I mean tha' in the literal sense of trainin', not sex. Ya pervs. ~~Although it would depend on th' volunteers....~~) an' I might feed ya somethin' besides Temple food.

Comm me if yer interested.

Inventin' your own style has it's perks.

Wed, 14 Dec 2005 07:19:19 GMT

*Is in the training salles, working on his own style* *is doing his katas topless and has worked up quite a sweat* *pauses briefly to take a drink of water and do some stretches* *continues with his style, turning on the musicy device to the Christmas music*

*mutter* I need someone ta practice with. *grin* Or sex me up. *shrugs and continues his training*

I demand tha' some o' ya pay up immediately.

Fri, 09 Dec 2005 20:29:57 GMT

Qui-Gon, Maul, tha' means you. *grin*

	The Twelve Days of Christmas for cin_drallig:

Day #	Who?	What they got you

1st	wheezygreevy	a crate labelled, 'world's best porn collection'
2nd	darkside_anakin	A prepaid phone card to your favourite 1-900 number
3rd	queereye4jedi	the complete works of the Marquis de Sade, on tape
4th	darkside_anakin	a fishnet body stocking
5th	que_serra_serra	A genital piercing
6th	tattooednhorny	a leather blindfold and a motel key
7th	pirate_jinn	a sex slave
8th	darkside_anakin	the complete works of the Marquis de Sade, on tape
9th	tattooednhorny	a dusty bottle of absinthe
10th	mon_mothma	an invitation to the first ever zero-gravity space orgy
11th	gothy_offee	A polaroid of their genitals
12th	angsty_padawan	a feather and a magnum of champagne

Take this Quiz at QuizUniverse.com
( or, take the 'clean' version at QuizGalaxy.com )

Cthulu Life Day?

Wed, 07 Dec 2005 20:41:26 GMT

I dunno wha' an 'Innmouther' is, but take away one o' the 'n's 'an add a couple words, an' I'm juuuust fine with it. *leer*

Oh Great Cthulhu!

I have been an extremely diligent devotee this year.

Yesterday, I made a burnt offering to the Dead Dreamer (100 points). In March, I fed iluvdemocracy to a Shoggoth (250 points). In September, I exposed lil_librarian to soul-rending horrors (250 points). In May, I visited my relatives in Innsmouth (100 points). In April, I called down the wrath of Yog-Sothoth upon lil_librarian (65 points). In February, I wore an Elder Sign (-10 points).

In short, I have been very good (755 points) and deserve to get hooked up with one of those cute Innsmouthers.

Your humble and obedient servant,
cin_drallig

Submit your own plea to Cthulhu!

*goes to Mace's quarters and chimes the door*
*waits patiently*

The hunt is on.

Wed, 07 Dec 2005 08:24:53 GMT

*paces his quarters, in a dilemma*

*makes his decision and changes into street clothes quickly*

*comms Serra*

Serra, I need yeh ta come wit' me to th' lower levels. There's somethin' I gotta check out.

Younglings. I hate younglings.

Tue, 06 Dec 2005 20:38:31 GMT

Feck. *gets swarmed by younglings in the gardens* I ain't yer playground equipment. Stop it. I'm tryin' ta meditate, here! Hey! Don't pull on that!! MY CLOAK IS NOT A TENT!! *roars at them* GO AWAY! *Younglings scatter, giggling*

I can't believe the younglings these days. They have no respect for the best swordsman in the Temple. Hehe. . . Gotta stroke my own ego, there's no one else to stroke me these days. Er. . . my ego. Yes.

Picked up a Force sensitive kid last night. . . she was being pimped on the streets of the lower levels. Killed her pimp. Poor girl. She's all of six and is being sold on a street corner. She'll have a better life here at the Temple.