-Citrine: A dark, medium red Tsurajlinaut boy with very narrow, yellow, glowing eyes. He's three-fingered per hand, two-toed per foot, pointed-eared, has a devil tail, and has fourteen headtails a-growin', with gills. He's 5' 1", and 100 lbs. His head is quite large over very small shoulders, and a slender, lanky body though his torso's a little longer than a human, and his limbs a little shorter. - An orange minikimono that reaches a couple inches below the knees with a fitted, floral-embroidered, Mandarin-collared chest with a lace band on the lower ribs, before the top goes into pleated chiffon. The chiffon sleeves are fitted nearly to the elbows, then lace-banded, then belled. The embroidery features pale yellow, and vivid yellow silker blossoms to celebrate his puberty. The chiffon is the same yellows in a camouflage. The kimono ties shut on the left side, reminiscent of a hakama style. The kimono closes left over right to the wearer. There's a bodice over the embroidered top that matches it with a straight-across top, with matching suspenders attached. Shorts underneath with a band of matching embroidery at the top, but pleated chiffon below that. Orange, floral embroidered, toed, hightop sock-shoes over inner socks of the yellow camouflage. These shoes, mind you, are considered a minor level of I-Don't-Know-What-I'm-Going-To-Step-In-Shoes. (The high threat level variation are literally platformed skater/canvas shoes. "I-Don't-Know-What-I'm-Going-To-Step-In-Shoes" is a literal linguistic translation of this category of shoes' name. Another category are the "I-Don't-Know-What's-Going-To-Kick-Me-Shoes," which are various armored boots.) There's a big, orange bow on the base of his tail, with ribbons spiraling down his tail to the base of his tail tip, where is another bow of a smaller size. Both bows have small, or tiny when necessary jingle bells through their length, and bigger ones on the bow ends. The bells are of a metallic, orange metal. He's also wearing chandelier earrings of the orange metal, and citrines, which are attached to earcuffs of the same metal climbing to his points, then they go back down on other side of the points. The tips of the earcuffs feature pointed citrines.
-Master Fenk: A sandy, blonde member of Yoda's species of grandfather age. - His attire consists of almost standard, sleeveless Jedi robes; but, the robe features embroidrered, diamond checkers. He's also wearing harem pants with slits to the knees with the same dark brown checkers in leggings within, and on the hips of the harem pants.
*Citrine runs through a balcony yard, then slides sideways across the dirt, facing Jedi Master Fenk. He stops sliding amiss from in front of him, then side-steps to in front of him. His voice breaks as he quietly exclaims in a soprano voice, "Mas-er!" - Kit Fisto runs up to Master Fenk. *Master Fenk: "Turn around slowly. Did you get dirty?" *Citrine turns around slowly, appearing to still be clean. *Master Fenk: "A great hall has been rented for the event. But, mind you, we're going to discuss a youngling exchange." - Fenk III is dressed akin to his grandfather as he joins them. *Fenk III: "Grandpa?" - The Wookiee child Roarryyyk joins. *Master Fenk: "I waited until now to tell you kids that we're moving to Coruscant while Coruscant is at war." *Kit laughs.
*Fenk III: "I trust your decision, Grandpa. But, it seems a bit..."
*Master Fenk: "Necessary. I'm still working for Tsurajlidenn's headquarters. Don't you mind it. Our section was chosen, as Sentinels, to root out the Sith uprising, and bring peace to the galaxy. Also, some councilors are here to work on negotiations for Tsulidenn."
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