Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Hyperspace


@folclor


Delrick felt for her, knowing she was going through something she shouldn't have to, and didn't want her to go through it alone. But because of the Sith training, and lack of emotional support he knew she wouldn't come to him or trust her feelings when it came to positive emotions. " Why'nn everyone has something in them they do not want, bit must accept as apart of them. Otherwise it will forever hold then back." He saw the switch of control in her body language before he saw her face.


Delrick shook his head, his hands resting on his saber staff and Why'nn's, like they would rest on his hips off they were not there. It was not a threatening posture, but would not allow her to take either away from him by use of the Force either.  "Sanguina,  you both must learn that being a daddy doesn't mean being nice all the time. I do love her, but that means I need to be strict add well. Why'nn needs to learn structure and how to properly employ her anger."  He looked to the sparking console. "That is not an acceptable way to react. And is the reason I took her saber. If she will act like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum she is not ready to use a tool of an adult. " He leaned down to her, glancing at the finger on her chest. "If she is going to learn to be an adult and be stronger, you cannot keep taking over just because she is having an emotional breakdown. That is something that will help her become who we both want her to be."


Dathomir Moon


@Wintermute


Chuka nodded, still laughing (but not at Illya, with her) and closed up the ramp, calling the pilots to take off and send the coordinates to the Mantis. "I think once we get to the alternate drop off point, we set up a battle circle, that way you knock him about and set him in place."  Looking to Illya as he pulled her close and gave her a kelbade kiss. "Sound good?"  As the ship took off the pilots sent the coordinates to Dantooine, the pilots looked to each other. "We're gonna have to work with this guy?" The other shrugged. "Probably, but he's at least formal." They both chuckled at that and then jumped out of the system. 
 
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Korriban


@ArisenMoon


"The flowers in the meadow, the wind up in the trees. I'm dreaming of my true love's eyes, I hope he dreams of me." 


It was a dark place, a world of ancient secrets and hidden power. Once a ruin, it was again a world at war and a mighty pyramid rose in the heart of the Valley of the Dark Lords as dozens, even scores of Dark Jedi are trained at a time. Loyal servants of the Sith Empire... and otherwise. But though it was a world at the heart of the Dark Side, it was not merely Sith who walked upon it. Of the thousands of slaves and hundreds of troopers who completed the Imperial contingent on Korriban, there were perhaps thirty whose duty kept them near the Academy's main landing pad overhanging the valley floor. Most were slave-stevedores, dumb unquestioning brutes fit for nothing better, but even the band of guards assigned there were chary of challenging an apparent Sith. Better to leave that to the Dark Masters, who would surely punish her severely for her impudence.


"His smile is like the sunshine, it lights up the whole room. Now he's gone and far away, my house is left in gloom."


Her singing voice was both melodic and sweet, but seemed wildly inappropriate for the slight figure sitting on the edge of the landing pad. The guard posted closest to her could see her feet kicking over the thousand-foot drop, yet she seemed oblivious to her peril - or simply too stupid to live. Dressed in black leather pants and an interestingly light construction of black, red and fishnet, she seemed equally oblivious to her company or to the looks the other troopers had begun throwing the nearest guard. From where he stood he ought to be able to see straight down her cleavage yet after a couple of early glances he began to look slightly queasy instead; hardly common for a combat veteran who'd earned one of the Empire's places of honour away from the front line. Try as they might though, the other troopers couldn't see what the mousy-brunette was so focused on - only that she was singing as she did... whatever she was doing, apparently to herself.


"Been two days since I saw him, my man in white and blue. I'm keeping home and hearth both warm, my love I wait for you."


It was hardly a Sith sentiment, but the guard that stood closest to Makri Ona had no doubt as to her nature. It wasn't the pallor in her face, the orange gleam of her eyes or even her casual disregard for body modesty. It was more the casual expertise with which she etched the small bone between her fingertips. That or the wide-eyed fascination with which she regarded the humanoid phalanx as she carefully traced the second eye with her fine-tipped cutting torch, raised the bloody finger bone to her lips and blew the fragments free of its newly hollowed core. Yes, that drew a double-take from the guard as well, his trained eye noting the bone was new enough to have been in a living hand only a few hours before. He watched as she etched a series of ribs onto her little skeleton carving and absently licked it clean. 


"The clouds rain down above me, the sun is hardly seen. Now I sit here all alone; my love is prey for sleen."


A distant whine began to build as a military shuttle descended from orbit, and the teenaged Sith looked up with sudden attention. She marked the growing speck then grinned and slipped her little bone man onto a braid and fastened it in place. By the time the shuttle swept down to land on her platform, the Sith was standing before it with her loose ponytail whipping and chiming in the wind. The ramp descended with a hiss to reveal a tall armoured figure in red mask and robes. Makri dropped to one knee and flashed him a bright smile in an interesting display of questionable respect. "Hi again, Master. You called for me?"
 
Dathomir


@HK Fifty @Constantin


Connor scowled at the assassin droid but extinguished his lightsabers and clipped them to his belt. "We're not taking your ship. We're taking mine." With a few presses of a button on a small remote, the apprentice called his ship down. The sleek vessel glimmered as it landed, offering its ramp as an entryway.


Hyperspace


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Sanguina pouted. "Mommy would be proud of her anger. And you did lie to her again. Or, at least, you let her lie to herself." But he did have a point... Reluctantly, Sanguina gave back over control.


Why'nn collapsed onto the ground, gripping her head. "What...?" It seemed she was confused by her position in the room. The girl could sense her father beside her but his presence was far from comforting. He was likely still angry with her and, while she'd earned Mother's love a long time ago, she didn't know that she'd earned her father's. So she stayed on her knees, hands on either side of her head, waiting for whatever blow came next. All she knew was she didn't want to live anymore.


Hyperspace


Ilya closed her eyes at his display of affection, welcoming it. "That sounds very good  he needs to learn his place. I'll show it to him." She took that moment to pull him into an embrace. No words were spoken, but the manner in which she held him would tell him everything: she'd feared for his safety.
 
DATHOMIR PROXIMITY/HYPERSPACE


@folclor


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Errin's face shifted to complete seriousness as the coordinates came through and he punched them into the console. The ships autopilot took over, barely, and made the jump into hyperspace. He knew things wouldn't be this easy. He knew that these two newcomers to his life felt like the Alfa, it was only natural: the way Illya spoke to him, the way Chuka, although with more kindness and trust in his voice, backed her words. He knew these two meant business, but for what he knew, he had more experience than the two of them. He had had some top notch training by his father and mentor, Ryoh, and so far he had survived a good time with the man's teachings. 


"They're going to show me what I mean to them and where I stand in my current situation. And not in a kind and fuzzy way. They'll do it the mando way." He muttered to himself after he made sure that all forms of transmission were offline. This meant a duel, and it was going to be soon, he felt it. "I gotta be on my toes... oh fierfek, when am I ever not on my toes? But either way I have to be careful." The ship exited hyperspace just as he pondered his options, and he saw his "associates" in the distance thanks to the navicomputer. He set a course for the coordinates he had been given and the ship began its approach to the planet. 
 
Hyperspace


@folclor


Delrick merely shook his head as Sanguina spoke. 'I've not lied Sanguina.'  


Delrick knelt before Why'nn and placed both hands on her shoulders. " Why'nn. Ate you ok?" His voice low and gentle, he could feel the confusion in her. He could only imagine the disorientation and headache that would come from constantly switching perspectives and physical position. "Why'nn, i do love you. And I'm sorry for what you've gone through and I'm sorry I couldn't be there."  He focused on his empathy and pushed his feelings of love and caring to her. He opened himself again to her to show he was being honest. 


Hyperspace


Chuka held her tight and close, knowing he had put her in a tough spot. But knew also that things like that would only happen again and they would need to continue to trust in each other. "I think we can set that up. Then we'll talk about bringing him on as a third hunter." His voice held a note of humor in it now. " Unless you want to ask the pilots to hunt with us?"  He knew that they could fight well enough, but they would agree they were better at ships then people. 
 
Hyperspace


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Why'nn shook her head.  No matter how open he made himself, she had to believe it was a lie.  She hadn't earned his love.  If he simply gave it freely that meant that she was somehow less in her mother's eyes than so many other things.  "You don't and you could've been," she whispered.  "I haven't earned it yet."  Her head hurt too much to open her eyes and she folded over, placing her forehead against the cool metal of the ground.  "You could've chose to take me away or come back or... or hide nearby and see me when you could."  At least Sanguina seemed to prompt Why'nn being honest with her feelings about him.  "I love you, Dad, but I haven't earned your love yet.  Tell me what I need to do for that.  For Mother it was stabbing and burning you and torturing someone.  What do I need to?"  She gasped as the pain intensified briefly withh a slight rocking of the ship.  It felt like they were getting close to the end of their jump.


Hyperspace


Illya let him hold her, resting against him a moment as she closed her eyes.  "Bringing him on?  I'm less interested in that...  Maybe I'll feel better after I beat him down."  She couldn't help but chuckle at his joke.  "I dunno...  I get the feeling they'd hate us for asking."  They were good, they were brothers, but they weren't hunters.
 
Korriban


The wind on the platform, while not as high as usual, was still enough to kick Darth Trakus's cloak into the air around him. Glancing around, Trakus took into the soldiers posted around the platform, noting their unease at being in the presence of two sith at once, one of which, Trakus was sure, had made atleast one or two feel uncomfortable. Smiling beneath his helmet, Trakus turned his attention back to his former pupil, his eyes glancing down briefly.


"I did, but I am...surprised that you arrived in such quick time." Turning, he began to walk towards a speeder car that was just pulling up, before stopping and turning his eyes back to Makri. "What is with your new wardrobe, it is...interesting" The last statement. while in his usual cold and detached voice, Trakus allowed a brief sense of amusement and interest to pass through him, before turning and head back towards the speeder, knowing Makri would soon fall into step.


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Hyperspace


@folclor


Hearing her words and what Manara made her do to earn her love, caused him to hurt for her." Why'nn, love can only be given freely. It is not something to be earned."  Seeing her fold over, the former Jedi shook his head. " If think you must do something to earn something that has been yours since you were born, you must be my daughter. That is the only thing you can do. But I will always love you."  His hand rested on her head as he knelt before her. Delrick felt the slight and subtle shift as well, he hoped T7 had picked a decent place. 


Hyperspace


He nodded. " Yeah, if he proves himself a mando with honor, it wouldn't hurt to have another hunter to keep take on tougher bounties." He chuckled and squeezed her close. " That's probably true. Besides, I hate doing ship maintenance." 
 
Hyperspace


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


"Did she even want me?" Why'nn asked after several minutes of silence.  She shifted, sitting up and moving to him, more or less forcing him to hold her.  "She... took Connor when she was still pregnant with me.  She gave me to HK-50-01 and then... the first time I remember being with her, not seeing her from afar and being told who she was... I was four.  She only saw me because you brought me along.  It looked like she had forgotten I was there."  Now she rested her head against his chest.  "Did she even want me?"


Hyperspace


"Maybe.  I don't trust him.  I don't like this."  She shook her head.  "Harder bounties, bigger payoffs...  That's at least good."  Illya took a deep breath.  "By the way, when do we fix our room, huh?"  At least that'd be a relaxing thing to have.
 
HYPERSPACE: EN ROUTE TO NAR SHADDAA/NAR SHADDAA ORBIT


@HK Fifty


Zerek was dreaming of something, probably something vaguely criminal in nature, as his alarm beeped, signalling ten minutes to Nar Shaddaa. He stretched and grumbled, sliding off the reclined chair he fell asleep in, seeing that the ship was still perfectly on course, although a little lower on fuel that he would have liked. "Gas up at the port... ration restocks... ammo resupply.... booze..." He briefly considered checking on 09, but he had a hunch that his mechanical brother was somewhere on his ship charging, and probably complaining about something minor. Instead, he went to one of the larger viewports on his ship, just as they exited hyperspace.


He remembered looking out at the stars, wondering what planets each one held, if any, when he was still a padawan. He still liked looking out into the vastness of space. It was oddly calming for the thief as a small smile worked its way onto his face. Even comforting, in a way. He quickly returned to the controls, waking 09 on the way. "Alright, we're here. Please prepare for atmospheric re-entry, stow all weapons at the appropriate areas, and thank you for flying Space Zerek, not like you had a choice." He slowly guided his ship towards the moon, glad that it seemed like he would finally, FINALLY, get his drink.
 
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Korriban


The wind on the platform, while not as high as usual, was still enough to kick Darth Trakus's cloak into the air around him. Glancing around, Trakus took into the soldiers posted around the platform, noting their unease at being in the presence of two sith at once, one of which, Trakus was sure, had made atleast one or two feel uncomfortable. Smiling beneath his helmet, Trakus turned his attention back to his former pupil, his eyes glancing down briefly.


"I did, but I am...surprised that you arrived in such quick time." Turning, he began to walk towards a speeder car that was just pulling up, before stopping and turning his eyes back to Makri. "What is with your new wardrobe, it is...interesting" The last statement. while in his usual cold and detached voice, Trakus allowed a brief sense of amusement and interest to pass through him, before turning and head back towards the speeder, knowing Makri would soon fall into step.


@Greenbriar
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Korriban


Makri sprang to her feet, and before Trakus had gone four steps she was up and at his side. He was a tall man with a long stride and she ended up taking four steps for every three of his, but she managed it without losing too much dignity. The loyal Sith, running at her master's heels. She giggled to herself, then looked over the outfit he had so marked. "I tried what you taught me Master, I know you said that if a slave's brat wanted to be respected she had to dress the part." She grinned up at him, familiar with the way that his featureless mask covered any emotional reaction of his own. "So it was dark flowing hooded robes all the way! But you know how I fight. I mean, you taught me! Twisting my way out and away from blades and blaster bolts, then rolling in to strike. My robes kept getting shredded and holed, and eventually it was just easier to get something that fit me closely." She shrugged lithely, her new wardrobe showing plainly the taut musculature that kept her alive.


She saw the troopers eyeing the pair uneasily and flashed one a wicked smile that promised trouble later, then turned back to her long-lost master. She hadn't seen him in the flesh for almost two years now, not since her third mission had taken her to Ryloth, and there was a presence about him that his holo images lacked. "How could I stay away?" she quipped. "Vogga wasn't hard to convince anyway, once I killed a few of his favourite servants - and least favourite rivals." She fingered one of the etched bone tokens near the bottom of her fall with an absent smile, then her eyes came back sharply into focus. "I was back at my quarters amusing myself when your message came in, and I hopped on the next ship. I didn't expect you back from Dathomir yet though, Master. What happened?"


@ArisenMoon
 
Alderaan Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15 


T7-V8 grew annoyed as the ship's feed told him someone - he didn't care who - had broken the rather expensive communications system. It took me a full cycle to repair that! Now I have something else to repair , on top of the list. Something I already repaired! So much for that 'break' Master promised me.. Not long after this event , the ship pulled out of hyperspace into Alderaan's moderately dense orbital traffic lanes. Luckily , they did have a - far less advanced - backup for the communication systems , so he was able to begin the lengthy process of cutting through the multitude levels of bureaucracy only the Alderaani could find efficient (or enjoyable).


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Dathomir 


@Constantin @folclor


HK-50-01 tightened the grip on his sword as he was openly mocked. Were he less tactful (and more like his former Mistress) , he'd have at least used the blade to show the droid his dominance. Everything he knew of leadership was based in dominance and submission , but he was Intellegent enough to know that doing that would initiate hostilities - which was counterpoint to his goals. Instead he turned his focus to the opening statement. From what I know of the Sith , that ship is undoubtedly affixed with a tracker - Raxus , we'd be lucky if it was only a tracker. But it's also the only ship around.. 


Luckily , his former Mistress' apprentice had a better option. Since it was Connor's own ship , Oh-One felt he could be assured that it wouldn't hold any lethal surprises. It was also far less millitaristic in design than the troop transport , which would prove a benefit should the search happen to take them to republic held systems. "Informational : Yes , we will take Connor's ship. Either you come with us on it or you aren't coming with us. This is our mission , after all." Oh-One's voice held a definite tone of unease, as it had possessed in the previous statement. Deciding it would make him appear more of a capable leader , he boarded the ship before either of his companions. 


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Nar Shaddaa Orbit


HK-50-09 awoke with a mechanically produced groan , annoyed as always to be awoken by any form of (what he considered) inanity. The fripping rock is named the smuggler's moon. Why do we even have to bother with putting our weapons in the 'right place'? If anything we should be putting our weapons in secret compartments! It displeased him further to even hear the suggestion that he didn't have a choice in any matter. "Informational/Query/Mockery : Oh please , Zerek. I could've easily hijacked a Sith Transport if I had wanted to. Besides , you were the one so intent on leaving! Were it MY choice , I'd have at least raided that rouge Sith lord's compound. I'd be right in assuming it was for a drink , of course.. Oh yes , the precious 'drink'. You know you can actually carry your own alcholol , right? They do sell bottles of it for personal use. Though somehow I doubt you know that."
 
NAR SHADDAA ORBIT


@HK Fifty


Zerek had, luckily, remember to brace himself for 09's usual string of insults and ego-stroking. 'As if I'd have it any other way. That would be far too boring.' Still, he had to deflate his partner somehow, not like he was going to do it himself. "Yeah, I know. And they're sooo much better because they aren't Jedi made. If I were a Sith Lord with a compound, I'd rig it to blow as quickly as possible with the push of a button, killing everyone inside. Would you really want to be trapped under rubble?" He chose not to inflate 09's ego further by admitting he was right, although his last statement gave him a way to mock him.


Zerek feigned shock, overacting for all he was worth, looking at 09 with the eyes of someone who just found out they won the lottery. "I... I can't believe it. Alcohol, in personal bottles. This... this changes my life. Thank you, you egotistical assassin, for enlightening me. I feel like I need to scream it out from atop the tallest buildings. You can buy beer at the supermarket. The station sells liquor. If you want booze, just buy it from anywhere that sells it!" Zerek stood up, making large and grandiose hand motions. "This changes everything. I don't think I know myself anymore. What if I'm gay? What if I'm into Kath Hounds? What if I'm into gay Kath Hounds? Thank you, for opening my..."


Zerek's facade was fading fast, he could barely contain himself. Finally, the dam burst as he laughed hysterically, only stopping for breath. By the time he had regain his composure, tears were streaming down his face. "Oh, that was too good. I knew you could do that, dumbass. I just don't have booze on my ship for obvious reasons. Flying drunk is a terrible idea." Zerek sat back down, giggling a little as he took the ship closer to the moon.
 
Hyperspace


@folclor @HK Fifty


Delrick held his daughter as she spoke and asked her questions. " Your mother did love you, in her own way. Expressing or showing it was always hard for her. If it couldn't be done with fiery passion she didn't know how to do it." He held her close, conscious of not triggering Sanguina as he comforted Why'nn. " You mother did want you, I'm sure, but didn't know how to treat you."  Delrick felt the shift into normal space and wondered where they were, but trusted T7 to get them safely to a secure port. 


Hyperspace


Chuka nodded at her concerns. They weren't unwarranted. " We don't have to trust him fully right off the bat. He'll earn that, along with proving his honor."  He looked across the cargo bay and to the short corridor. " We've got a little time right now, why don't we do that?"  The less stress they had the better, if she could relax so could he. 
 
Alderaan Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


"If she did you would've said it. I can't believe that you shared a bed with someone for as long as you did her without knowing things like that." There was bitterness in her tone, a bit of accusation mixed with it. Though she'd certainly inherited her mother's penchant for letting emotions rule her, she wasn't striking out at him. No, she held on tighter, part of her wondering why he wasn't comforting her as he normally did.


If he was paying attention, Delrick would notice a slight vibration in his daughter's presence in the Force, as if Sanguina was trying to get out. "Dad... I know I failed everyone. The reason that thing is in my head has to do with what my master did to me. I should've been stronger. It's apparent that I broke. There's no reason I should've, no excuse. I'm weak and don't deserve training, but will you train me anyway?"


Hyperspace


Ilya took a deep breath and nodded. "Let's get started, then." She finally removed her helmet, setting it aside so she could easily get it when necessary. Smiling just a bit, she began to move towards what would soon be their shared quarters. This was moving quickly, but she didn't see a reason for it not to.
 
Alderaan Orbit


@folclor @HK Fifty


Delrick frowned at her veiled accusations, looking down at her and hugged her close. " Do not presume to know what I do or don't know about a women to whom I pledged myself to, bled for and sacrificed for." 


He did notice and helped her better focus herself, feeling the internal struggle. "I have seen a fraction of the scars I'm sure the monster gave you. " He continued to bolster her mental defenses as he gently stroked her hair. "You were his to torture for days. No one can withstand intense torture for so long. Not even a droid..."  His words hung in the air at the quick memory of 01. Shaking his head he looked back to Why'nn. " Yes, I will train you. You are my daughter and I'd like for you to be my student as well." 


Hyperspace


Chuka grinned as she took her helmet off and fell in behind her, his helmet still on. He quickly picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, anticipating her to kick and squirm and punch. He held on tight as he carried her. Laughing the entire time down the short corridor to their quarters. He playfully tossed her on the rack and took his helmet off, smiling and still laughing as he leaned against the door. 
 
Alderaan Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Why'nn listened to his words, taking them to heart.  'He's all I have left.  I need to listen to him now.'  She smiled.  "I want to finally be an apprentice," she murmured.  Even as he bolstered her, even as he was her support, the affection forced a switch.


Sanguina grinned up at him.  "Daddy!  You do love us!"  She threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly.  "Do you wanna see my scars?  Master made his greatest work with me."  She giggled and practically leapt from his lap.  "Let me show you!"  Rather quickly, she began to strip once more.  Once all of her clothing was on the ground she did a twirl, showing off the intricate, swirling patterns in her skin.  It looked very similar to Sith tattoos, but they were deep cuts into her flesh instead.  Her hands and feet also bore the scars and she, once again, giggled.  "He did such good work!  Isn't it beautiful?"  Only her head and the upper part of her neck remained untouched.  "He left just a little for me to work on, but I'll never do as good a job as he could.  Oh, I want my master to come back soon!  Then he could complete the work!"  She twirled again.  "I don't want to wear clothes.  I guess that would be unacceptable most places but it's fine here, right?"


Hyperspace


Illya squealed as he lifted her.  "Hey!" she called, twisting and attempting to break free.  As he tossed her into their room she couldn't help but laugh, herself.  "You're terrible, you know?"  Still, she couldn't keep the grin off her face.  "Come over here...  Or are you afraid of me?"  This was now playful again.
 
Dathomir


Fifty One watched the ship land on the soggy earth and extend its entrance ramp. Somehow he knew that Connor would not let him enter last, something about him killing Manara made him 'untrustworthy' to Connor. He waited for Oh One to stumble up the metal slope, he followed close behind. His head turned all the way around as he kept his eyes on the meatbag, making the apparent distrust mutual. He would need to shut down to recharge very soon and he needed somewhere safe to do it. It was the meatbag's ship, there would be no guarantee that he could find truly private space to recharge and repair. 'Unless I rig up enough proximity based explosives to tear the ship in half and sleep behind those.'
 
Adleraan Orbit


@folclor @HK Fifty


Delrick nodded smiling a little down at her. "And you will be my apprentice." He was able to finish the sentence just before the switch.


His fleeting smile disappeared as Sanguina smiled up at him. "No, I love Why'nn." He started shaking his head as she jumped out of his arms. "N-No. No. No. NO!" He let out a sigh and dropped his head into his hands. 'Nah-Iblen if you weren't dead I would beat you then kill you for breaking my daughter so much!' The former jedi stood and picked up the robe she dropped. "Your master is dead. I saw his decapitated head. There is no coming from that." He draped the robe around her shoulders. The scars were most certainly the same style as the Sith tattoos, but taken to a much higher degree of intent. "And no it is not acceptable here either. Strutting Why'nn's body around naked in front of her father is very much unacceptable." His voice was stern and in no mood to argue. He stood leaving the robes draped over her shoulders. "Are you going to behave?"


Hyperspace


Chuka stood at the door and shrugged still smiling. "I know." He raised an eyebrow at her and moved to just out of her arm reach. "Now why would I be scared of you?" Leaning forward to look down at her with a grin. 
 
Alderaan Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15


Sanguina's eyes went wide.  "Y-You don't love me?"  How could he not love her?  The rest of his reply was lost on her as she stuck on that one statement.  He draped the robe around her and she, rather numb, slipped it on.  At the end of his talk she tuned back in.  "Strutting Why'nn's body around naked in front of her father is very much unacceptable."  Her father.  Sanguina's eyes narrowed into a glare and she held her hand out, drawing her saberstaff to her.  "You're supposed to be my daddy, too!"


The girl turned, weapon gripped in her hand, and slammed her fist into the controls for the door.  This allowed her exit and she sprinted, grabbing onto Fali's hand and beginning to drag him.  There had to be escape pods somewhere...  She began her stalk through the ship, anger and betrayal burning in her eyes.


Hyperspace


Illya sat up and grabbed his arm, moving to pull him down on top of her.  "Come here!" she laughed.  Something about his demeanor was infectious.  "Tease!"  This word was accusatory (and usually one thrown at her).  If he let her, she would, after pulling him down, flip them so she was straddling him.


Dathomir/Dathomir Orbit/Hyperspace


@HK Fifty @Constantin


Connor glared at the new assassin droid as it boarded.  It.  It didn't deserve consideration as a person and, therefore, had no gender, either.  He boarded after, trusting 01 to watch his back as he headed to the cockpit and took them off of Dathomir.  Once out of orbit he closed his eyes, focusing on Why'nn.  Soon, he found her Force presence and focused on it.  The Alderaan system...  He set their coordinates (knowing he'd have to find what planet she was on later) and put them into hyperspace.
 
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Alderaan Orbit


@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Though he was somewhat ashamed to admit it, Fali had fallen asleep while Why'nn/Sanguina and Delrick were talking.  When Sanguina gragged him by the hand and began to drag him behind her, Fali awoke with a start.  He scrambled to his feet and began to follow her.  He remembered from his time in Nah-Iblen's compound how she wanted to be reffered to when Sanguina was in control.


"Umm...  Lady Sanguina?  Where are we going?  I thought we were going with your father?  Is something the matter Lady Sanguina?"
 
Alderaan Orbit


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"He doesn't recognize me and he doesn't love me.  We're going to go to the planet, get a ship, go... somewhere, and I'm going to build my own compound.  You're coming with me."  She said all of this in such a matter-of-fact way that one would assume she had this planned from the beginning.  "He hates me.  Hates what Master did to me.  He can just... he can go somewhere else, then!"  The girl sniffed a little, tears welling in her eyes.  "Where are the escape pods?!"
 
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Delrick placed his hands on his hips and glared after her from just a moment. "You're not my daughter." He said that under his breath as she stormed off. As he looked up in his right hand he tossed and caught the powercell to the saber staff, hiding it in a pocket. Why'nn's saber was the same design as his own, he had helped her to build it and he knew his well enough to be able to disassemble in the vacuum of space with his eyes-shut. "T7, lock down the ship. Seal the doors leading to and from the Central Lounge." The doors all shut and sealed before she could exit the largest room on the vessel. "Sanguina, there is no where to go."


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Chuka grinned and let her pull him onto her, liking being the dominant position. "I know I'm stealing your job." He settled his weight onto her, leaning in to nip her ear. It was then that she expertly flipped him beneath her to be on top. "Feeling a need to be in-charge?" Looking up to her with a smile. He much preferred her this way then brooding and moody, unless he was brooding with her on a mission.  
 
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Fali frowned as Delrick locked down the ship.  He had a sinking feeling that this wouldn't go well.  Gently pulling himself free from Sanguina's grip, he turned towards Delrick.


"Sir, I apologize for my insolence, and far be it from me to tell you how to raise your daughter, but how dare you.  How dare you treat Lady Sanguina like this.  She didn't choose for any of this to happen to her, and you're treating her like a monster.  Like it or not, Sanguina is a person, the same as you, and she shares a body with Why'nn.  That wasn't her choice, that wasn't Why'nn's choice, but that's how it is.  Not only that, but she's lost everyone close to her, everyone she could've seen as a parental or guardian figure.  Everyone except you.  How dare you disown her for something she has no control over, something she had no say in!"


Without even realizing it, Fali's voice had risen in volume as he went on, until he was practically screaming at Delrick.  He'd gone from his usual somewhat bent posture to standing up straight, looking Delrick dead in the eye instead off averting hsi gaze.
 
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Sanguina got to the far door and stopped, letting out a shout of rage (and leaving a dent in the door from it).  She was about to launch into a rant about him, how he treated her, and his mishandling of both herself and Why'nn when Fali started to talk.  As his voice began to rise in volume she turned, tears staining her cheeks, to stare at the slave.  The girl sniffed a couple times, then looked from him to her father.  "He's right..." she began, whispering.  "As you keep saying... Master is gone...  I had him with me and I don't anymore...  I can't hear him or feel h-him...  A-And I don't know what I'm supposed to do!"  Sanguina sniffed, then let out a sob.  "He was supposed to tell me what to do and now I don't know what to do and Mommy's gone and she wasn't supposed to go!  She's supposed to be here!  I don't know where she is and I don't know where Master is and I...I... I'm scared!"  She looked down, the tears beginning to flow rather fast now.  "I only have you, Daddy.  You love her.  You hate me.  But what have I done to make you hate me?  I'm still part of her...  I've always been part of her.  I want love, too.  But you don't like me.  You scream at me.  You take things away."


Now looking quite a bit younger, she wiped at her tears with the over-sized robe's sleeve.  "What have I done to you?"  Carefully, she made her way to Fali.  She grabbed his hand again, half hiding behind the slave.  He was a foot taller than her and it wasn't hard to conceal most of herself behind him. She wiped at her nose with the robe's sleeve and sniffed a few more times. "Even if I'm me, I'm still part of her and she's part of me. But you make me feel like I don't matter. You make me feel like you're only not killing me because I'm in Why'nn's body. I'd like my own. I would... But I can't have that. It sounds like you'd be happier if I was never born. Maybe you'd be happier if Why'nn was never born. But are you ever happy, Daddy? I was. I was happy when Master held me in his arms and made me feel safe. I was happy when I thought I'd get to see Mommy again. I I I I j-just want everybody to be here! M-Mommy just lost her body, right? So I just h-have to make her a new one. Same with Master, right? Th-that's how it works, right?" 


The girl's eyes got wide, a lost, frightened expression playing on her features. Through the Force he would feel the raw newness of this experience. The pain, the feeling of betrayal and abandonment. She tried to blink more tears away but as the feelings of abandonment grew, overwhelming all the others, Sanguina sobbed. She held onto Fali, burying her face against his robe.
 
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